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Two Broken Thumbs

I broke both of my thumbs in a car accident, on my 19th birthday no less, The investigating cop said if I’d had my hands at 10 & 2 like they taught in Driver’s Ed, the airbag would have pushed them up and away from the steering wheel. Since I like to drive with them at 5 & 7, the exploding airbag stopped the momentum of everything except my hands. So here I was with plaster up both arms to mid-level and thumbs locked outward.

At least I had the use of my fingers as the casts stopped at knuckle level, but it is almost impossible to pick stuff up this way. And wiping my butt was barely possible if I held the tissue between 2 fingers. Usually I just hopped in the shower and rinsed my buns off in the stream. Anyway, the worst of all my issues was that I was finding it literally impossible to masturbate with just use of finger tips I tried putting the Vaseline jar between my mattress and box springs but then cum dribbled all over the carpet. I got no relief humping my pillows. So, after a whole week I was going insane.

My 14 year-old sister, Lynn, was helping me make a bowl of cereal one morning and noticed my huge erection pushing out the front of my pajama bottoms, which by then was a pretty constant event. She
has long blond hair down almost to her waist and a great looking butt right below it. She’s skinny but not emaciated and carries a nice set of 34 C tits that seemed to have grown a bit this year.

She made a joke about my ‘problem’ which opened the topic to discussion.

I blushed but then honestly told her that I hadn’t been able to jack off for a week and that I had never previously gone more than a day without an orgasm. I explained how I was finding it difficult to think about anything else. I was cumming in my sleep and messing the sheets at least once every night. Mom was wondering why I took a sudden interest in doing chores around the hous, especially doing the laundry.

Then I got bold and asked her for help. Please, just a quick hand job in the bathroom and I’d do anything for her once I was able. At first she refused, but later that day she noticed the tent pole sticking straight out again and shyly asked if I really wanted some help with it.

“Really?” I asked. “You’d be willing to help me?”

“I was thinking about doing it for you. In fact, it’s crazy but thinking about it made me wet. I like to rub myself off at night to get to sleep. If I couldn’t feel that little wave of pleasure I’d probably go crazy too,” she said. “Here’s a little secret since we’re being so truthful with each other. I discovered my little slit and nubby when I was 6 but since I hit puberty and grew my muff hair, the climaxes are so much more intense.”

“So, yeah, I’ll help you out with your dilemma,” she said. “You just have to show me the right way. I’ve never done it before,” she admitted, somewhat shyly.

“Plus I have almost no experience. I’ve only seen a few photos of guys shooting out a load. Patty, my bff’s father had a movie that she found in his sock drawer and showed at one of our sleep overs. It had a bunch of guys jerking themselves off on the beach. One friend called it a ‘circle jerk’. When they climaxed, there was not much to see since the camera was a ways off. But their legs started to shake and they got happy expressions on their faces. We giggled at the sight anyway.

“I enjoy teen slumber parties way more now that I did when I was younger. Once the lights go out, we all get busy in our jammies and soon most of us are moaning. Once at Gloria’s, we even left the lights on. You should sneak over sometime to watch a bunch of girls masturbate; it’s really fun in a group when we know no one is going to blab later at school.

“I shave a little bit on the sides for my bikini but several of the girls in our group have bald twats. I don’t see the benefit. I like to rub in my curly hair with one hand as I circle my little clit with the other.”

“So I know how to do me,” she continued, “But on you I don’t know where to rub or stroke, how hard to pull or what tempo to use.”

“Oh sis, that won’t be a problem at all,” I said as we went into the bathroom and I pulled down the front of my pants and released my erect cock and balls. Just thinking about my sis giving me that sweet relief made my pole quiver and jump with anticipation.

“Wow, you have a huge one,” she giggled. “Look at it jump. Ok, so what do I do first?”

“Well, squirt some lotion in your hand and then rub it on my penis.” I told her, nervously. I was so eager to cum that I used the medical term since I didn’t want to chance scaring her off by calling it something crude. I sat down on the toilet while she applied a dollop of lotion to her right palm.

“Ok, hold my penis at the base with your left hand and rub the lotion on the shaft like you’re applying it to your wrist or something.”

She approached me and gently put her left hand around the base and started applying the lotion to the shaft. “Ok, now move your hand slowly up over the head,” I told her.

Her touch was almost imperceptibly light as she carefully and slowly moved her hand up the shaft and then over the tip. “Squeeze the base a little harder and just spread the lotion around,” I instructed.
She gripped it more confidently and twisted her hand around to get my cock covered completely in lubricating lotion. “OK, now just stroke it up and down over the part right there where the shaft and head come together.”

She began to stroke, clumsily at first, but I guided her with some well timed ass thrusts and talked her through it.