Date: Fri, 29 May 2020 17:48:08 +0200 (CEST) From: iluvbowlcuts@tutanota.com Subject: Sams discovery at the pool - part 3 Gay - Adult-youth : M/b This is a work of fiction between boys and a man. If this is not your type, please find a story that is, there are plenty to go by. Do not repost without authorization. Also, please donate to Nifty to keep this archive alive. -------------- Sam's discovery at the Pool 3 I woke up early, as usual. The house was still silent. I looked at the clock and it was not even 7 yet. I had the previous day's events coming back to my mind, making my morning wood even harder if it were possible. Feeling uncomfortable, I got up and tried to pee. I awkwardly bent and tried aiming my very hard dick at the toilet. Piss finally started flowing and my dick slowly started to deflate, relieving the pressure. "Aahh, finally, that feels better", I said out loud. Once I was done, I made my way upstairs. It definitely felt warmer than in the basement, a bit too warm in fact. I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt and I was feeling a bit hot. It was bright and sunny outside and it was going to be a nice day today, no doubt. I opened the patio door and went outside. It was definitely warm! The morning breeze smelled so good. After a few minutes of taking in the morning atmosphere, I reluctantly came back inside, leaving the patio door open to let the air flow in the house. I then looked in the refrigerator to see what I could make for breakfast. I knew mom would be home soon and wondered if she wanted to eat or just go to bed. Sometimes she has breakfast with us. I texted her to ask if she wanted to eat with us or not. A few seconds later, I got a text from her saying she had been busy at work and hadn't eaten since 1am and was starving. I then thought that omelettes were probably the best choice, given it was her dinner after all. I knew Will loved those but as for Jamie... well... who doesn't like omelettes? I started cooking some bacon, because that's how I like my omelettes, with tons of bacon! I also prepared some veggies, because that's how mom likes hers. Will liked it with bacon like me but I always put some veggies in his too, he's a growing boy and needs his veggies. I then heard the sound of a door being opened upstairs, little footsteps, and the sound of a door closing. One of the kids was up. A few minutes later, a tired-looking Will showed up in the kitchen, with messy hair and wearing only his boxers, which was unusual for him. He usually came down fully dressed. He was wearing loose-fitting boxers but the bulge in front made it obvious he was not a little boy anymore. "Morning Will", I said. "Mornin", Will said, then yawned. This in turn made me yawn. "It's hot in my room", he said sleepily. "Oh, well it's summer so... of course it's hot now", I said, trying to focus on breakfast but having trouble, my mind occupied by the near-naked boy next to me. "Yum, that smells great, I love bacon! What are we having this morning?", Will asked, coming right next to me to peek at what was cooking. "I'm making omelettes. Do you know if Jamie likes those?". He simply shrugged, entranced by the bacon sizzling in the pan. "Don't get too close Will, you don't want any burning hot little droplet landing on your skin". He took a step back and sat on the counter, still looking at what I was doing. "Is Jamie up?", I asked. "I think so", Will answered, his gaze focused on the food cooking. As he was answering, we heard footsteps. "Yep, he's up", Will said, smiling at me. A few seconds later, Jamie showed up in the kitchen, wearing a t-shirt. His shirt was long and hid his underwear. It even looked as if he wasn't wearing any, which was most likely not the case. He stretched his arms above his head, giving me a peak of them, confirming that he was indeed wearing some. I could only see the lower part of his underwear, right around his upper legs. They were obviously quite short boxer briefs, given the way the material was hugging his legs. "Good morning", Jamie said with a husky morning voice. "Good morning Jamie. We're having omelettes, do you like those?", I asked him with a smile. "Yeah!", he answered, smiling back. He had such a beautiful smile. His blue eyes were sparkling. Dang he was beautiful. At that moment, we heard the front door open and looked over that way. "Good morning boys", mom said, removing her shoes. "Morning" we answered, almost in unison. She came in the kitchen and gave me and Will, who was still sitting on the counter, a kiss. She gave him a good look and said: "Why aren't you dressed?", she asked, obviously not expecting her son to be so lightly dressed. "I'm hot", Will answered. Yes you most definitely are Will!, I thought. "You'll have to get used to it, summer just started", she answered calmly. "Well... it only just started to get really warm so you're probably not accustomed to it yet". "It's so hot on the second floor", Will said, frowning. "Oh, I guess I should install my A/C unit in my room then", she said. "I'll install it for you after breakfast mom", I said. "Thanks dear", she said, smiling at me. "Can't I get one in my room too?", Will asked. "These are expensive Will. I often have to sleep during the day when it's really warm. It gets colder at night. Just open your window and use a fan", she answered. "Aw, ok", he said, obviously a bit upset but he also seemed to understand we couldn't afford another one. "I need to take a shower, keep the omelette warm in the oven if I'm not back when it's ready", she said as she made her way upstairs. "You're lucky to sleep in the basement, it's so much cooler there", Will said. "If it gets too hot, you can always use the sofa-bed there", I told him. We hadn't even used it last year, since it had been a rather cool summer. "Oh, I forgot about that", Will said. "Can I use it tonight?". "Sure, I'll set it up for you tonight". "Cool!", he said, smiling. "What are you guys doing today?", I asked. "I don't know", Will answered. "We'll probably hit the skate park and just hang out. What about you? Are you working today?". "Yep, noon to 9pm". On that I started making the omelettes and served the boys and myself, while putting mom's in the oven to keep it warm. Once we were done, the boys left on their skateboards, I installed mom's A/C and went for a shower. The day at work was pretty uneventful. Mom was off tonight and was watching TV when I got home. "How was work Sam?", she asked, not turning away from whatever she was watching. "The usual", I answered. Why did she ask me that question almost every time I came back from work? It was an annoying job, nothing interesting or relevant ever happens. I got downstairs and found Will playing Minecraft on his Xbox. "Hi Will", I said, as I passed him to go to my room. "Hi", he answered, mechanically. The ride home from my job on my bike had been pretty difficult, given how hot it freakin still was. I was sweaty and felt the need to take a shower. I quickly got rid of my clothes and went into the bathroom. I closed the door, removed my boxers and stepped in the shower. I adjusted the water so it would be cool and refreshing. I usually liked steamy hot showers but that ride had just made me too hot, I needed to cool off. Since the water was on the cold side, I didn't spend the time I usually take in it. A few minutes later, I turned it off and stepped out of the shower, whose plastic glass hadn't even gotten foggy because the water had been too cold. I quickly grabbed a towel and dried myself off. I had goose bumps and my dick was now pretty shriveled. I felt much better tho. I then noticed the door was not completely shut. That's weird, I thought I had closed it. I dismissed that thought and went to my room with a towel around my waist. My brother was still playing his game so I closed the door to my room to get dressed. After putting on pj bottoms and a t-shirt, I came out of my room and went upstairs to get myself a snack. As I was eating, I suddenly realized that I would have a hard time finding a way to go smoke some weed with mom awake all night and my little brother downstairs. I had gotten used to smoke pretty much every night before going to bed. It helps with my anxiety and makes me fall asleep. How could I pull this off tonight? I closed the patio door and locked it. It was still warm in the house but it was facing the backyard, just like my room, and I thought I could just sneak out through my window to smoke. I didn't want any smelly smoke to make it's way inside the house so I made sure the windows facing the backyard were all closed. I then went back downstairs and closed the door behind me once I got into my room. "Sam?", I heard Will say once I had closed my door. "What?", I said, as I opened my door to answer him. "Are you going to bed already?", he asked. "No". "Then, why are you closing your door?", he asked, frowning. It was indeed a bit suspicious to close my door. "Oh, yeah, I don't know, I didn't really think about it", I said, trying to sound genuine. Crap, now I either had to wait for him to go to bed or be REALLY sneaky and go up my window as silently as I could. I figured he was probably entranced in his game so I opted for the latter. I think I did a pretty good job and smoked half a joint hastily from my bedroom window (the small kind you find in basements, that you have to crawl up to get through), with the fan facing my window, pushing any potential air outside. I was nervous of getting caught so I only took three or four puffs before putting it out. I wouldn't be high but it was enough to calm me down and help me fall asleep. Thinking I had done a pretty good job of not making a noise, I came back inside silently and turned on my computer. The screen could not directly be seen from the sofa where Will was sitting but if he came to the door, he would see it. It was too risky to watch any porn. I opted to simply read a story on nifty, he would probably think nothing of it if he just saw text on my screen. As I just started reading one of the newest stories that had come out, I heard Will say: "I know what you're doing Sam". My heart felt like it sank to my knee. He was still sitting in the living room. How could he possibly...? "What... what do you mean?", I asked, uncertain. He then showed up at my door and said: "I know you've been sneaking out to smoke". I was taken aback. Still, I hadn't wanted my little brother to know that I was smoking weed, he was still a kid. I especially didn't want mom to know! "Oh, I'm sorry, please don't tell mom", I asked. "Why do you do that anyway?", he asked, frowning. "There are still a lot of things you don't understand Will. Just don't judge me for that, it's been helping me feel better and sleep". "Oh, okay", he said, still frowning a bit. "Your secret is safe with me". Phew, I thought, it was surprisingly easier than I though. "What are you doing", he asked, looking at my screen. I realized somewhat horrified that I still had nifty's webpage open. "Oh, nothing, it's just a story", I said blushing, as I quickly closed the webpage. "That's not true, I saw the words 18+", he said, too loud for my taste. "Hush Will! Mom will hear you!", I said, motioning him to keep his voice down. "Why are you lying to me!", he said on a lower tone. "Because there are things you still don't understand" "Not that crap again, then just tell me, I'm not stupid you know!" I hesitated, I felt a bit guilty about not being frank, just after he seemed to accept me for smoking weed. "It's... a sex story", I said quietly. "What? You can find that on the internet?", he asked, curious. "Yeah", I answered, smiling. "What's the site called?", he asked with a serious face. "There are probably tons of them Will", I said, finding it funny. "What? Okay, which one do you read from?", he asked, all serious. "Dang Will, just go finish playing your game, I'm going to bed", I said, as I put my computer to sleep and waited for him to get out of my room. "I'm not a little kid anymore, you know, I'm a big boy", he said, as he left and went back to the sofa. He's right about that, but I doubt he was thinking the same thing I was. "Can you help me put up the sofa bed?", he asked, as I was closing my door. "Yeah, sure", I said as I went to the cupboard and retrieved some blankets. We made his bed and I wished him goodnight. I then went back to my room and closed the door. I was finally in my bed, in the dark. It had been a long day and I was tired. I was feeling a bit horny and got up silently and turned on my computer. I went on to open a webpage to the story I had barely started earlier. I jerked off and came about halfway through. Not wanting to loose where I was in the text, I simply lowered the window with the webpage and put my computer to sleep. I was now feeling less tensed and tried closing my eyes. I had smoked less than usual. I knew I usually fell immediately asleep the second my head hit the pillow. It was not the case tonight. I started turning left and right, thinking about a lot of things. My mind would just not rest. After what felt like an hour, I started thinking that I should just open my window and smoke some more. As I was about to do it, I heard my bedroom door open. I quickly closed my eyes, I don't know why. I wanted whoever it was to leave so I could go smoke some more. "Sam", I heard a boyish voice whisper. It was Will? What did he want? I pretended to be asleep so he would leave. I then heard him get closer to my bed. I could hear him breathe. "Are you awake", he whispered as he poked me. Seriously, couldn't it wait tomorrow?, I thought, as I pretended to be asleep still. I then heard him sit at my desk and turn on my computer. My room is pretty narrow and my computer sits on my desk, who's at the foot of my bed. I opened my eyes and had a side view of Will sitting on my chair, looking at the screen. I was debating whether I should stop him or just let him do whatever he came here for. I was torn between my desire to know what he wanted to do and get up so he wouldn't snoop around on my computer. Then I realized in a flash, that I hadn't closed the webpage I was reading. Would he see it? Should I stop him before he does, if he does? As I was still debating in my head, I realized the room was filled with bright white light coming from the computer screen. I opened my eyes and sure enough, Will had the story I was reading in front of his eyes. He was already reading it. It was too late, I couldn't stop him from knowing what I was had been reading now, or I had to get up now and stop him! Yet, I remained still, undecided. What would he think of me? That story wasn't too weird or anything. It was the story of an 17 year old who befriends an twelve year old at a summer camp and it ends up in sex. But it was a gay story, would he be into it? I peeked and was pretty sure that given how bright the screen was in front of him, there was no way for him to tell if my eyes were open slightly or closed in that dark corner of my room. I could see he had scrolled all the way back up and was reading the story. Knowing that he was discovering his first erotic story was making me horny. He was wearing only a shirt and loose boxers. After a few minutes, he had started to mindlessly stroke his boyhood through his underwear. There was definitely a lump in there. It also seemed it was growing because it was now pressing against the fabric. He quickly seemed to re-arrange it to the side to be more comfortable as his member kept growing. He then glanced my way, squinting his eyes, with a look that told me he was trying to see but couldn't. I quickly closed my eyes. I opened them like 3-4 seconds later, his eyes now glued to the screen once again. His hand was now inside his boxers. He then surprised me by taking his cock out through the fly and started jerking himself off slowly. The screen was bright enough that I was able to see his cock well. He was backed up just enough to give me a side view of him, and what a view it was. Out from his boxers, was standing what was a huge-looking cock on his boy frame. I could see it way better than yesterday. Omg it was impressive! It looked like a tower of flesh coming through the fly of his boxers, his small hand caressing it. He kept jerking off slowly, his eyes fixed on the screen. Eventually, he picked up the pace. He was making cute faces as he was feeling the pleasuring rising. After what felt like ten-fifteen minutes of non-stop spirited wanking, I finally heard him moan and he came hard on his shirt. He shot several spurts of boy cum on his chest. "Crap", I heard him say. He then removed his shirt and wiped the cum off his big cock. He had obviously made a mess. Once he was done cleaning himself, he put my computer back to sleep, left my room and closed the door. Needless to say, I was now hard and needed release. I jerked off with the images of him naked and masturbating fresh in my mind. It only took me a few minutes to cum for the second time tonight. Once I was done, it seemed I was finally able to fall asleep as I felt tired. I woke up the following morning and looked at the clock. It was not yet seven. I don't know why but I always wake up at the same time almost every day, even if I'm not working in the morning. I had a morning wood and needed to pee. I suddenly remembered Will was sleeping on the sofa bed in the basement play room. I put on a pair of briefs and opened my door softly, as to not wake him up. I could see him on the sofa bed, still sleeping, although my eyes were immediately drawn to where I could see his leg coming out of the covers. He was sleeping on his back, with one leg completely out of the covers. I could also see from the side that he had no underwear on. He was sleeping naked! No doubt he got rid of the boxers he had made a mess in last night. I was a bit disappointed that I couldn't see his junk. I got a bit closer and looked at his sleeping face. He was still taking long silent breaths. I looked at where his cock was under the covers and could not escape the large crease indicating that there was a big hard-on underneath. The comforter was following the contour of is erect member. If only it had been a bit more off to the side, I would have seen his privates. I got even closer to see if I could move the covers out of the way without the chance of him waking up. His exposed right leg was not resting on the comforter, so I could probably pull on it from the other side to reveal his boyhood. I tried to do just that and I was pleasantly surprised to see just how easy I could just move it out of the way. I slowly pulled it off enough to reveal his hard boycock and balls. I looked at his face and his eyes were still closed and his breathing even. He was just a beautiful sight. I kept looking at him, not getting tired of the sight of his magnificently large kidcock. He then moved a bit in his sleep. Not wanting to push my luck, I then reluctantly stepped back. I wanted to go pee badly but wondered if I should try cover him back. I looked at his situation and quickly realized the part I had moved from his mid section was now resting under his left hand. There was now no way I could do it without touching him, and I though it would just too risky. I guess he would have to wake up like that. I went to the bathroom and finally managed to pee. I flushed the toilet, which made some noise. when I got out of the bathroom, Will was sitting up on his bed, looking a bit disoriented. He had pulled the bed sheets back on him. "Morning Will", I said, almost startling him. "Hi... erm.. did you.. see me before you went in the bathroom?", he asked almost like in a daze. "Well, yeah, you're kind of there when I get out of my room", I answered, as I got closer to his bed. "What did you see?", he asked, looking me straight in the eye. "A very healthy boy, sleeping", I said smiling, as I sat on the bed next to him. "It did make me wonder tho" "What?", he asked, with puppy dog eyes. "Since when does my little brother sleep naked?", I asked, smiling. "Well, it's hot and... you sleep naked too!", he managed to answer on a defensive tone. "So you did you... humm... see? Are you okay with it?", he asked, looking concerned. Was he concerned I would feel bad over him simply being naked or the fact that I obviously couldn't escape the realization that he was a bigger boy than me? "What do you mean: am I ok with it? You can sleep however you want, you know", I answered. "No, that's not what I mean!", he said acting a bit stressed out. "It's because, you know, you... are older but I... I'm bigger down there", he said, pointing at his crotch, covered by the bed sheets. "What? What do you mean?", I asked, playing innocent. I kind of wanted to hear him say it. "Well... you saw my penis earlier right?" "I couldn't escape it, yeah", I answered. "I just didn't want you to feel bad that I was bigger than you, even if I'm six years younger". "And just how do you know how big or small I am?", I asked, looking him in the eye. I wondered how he was going to get out of that one. "I saw it at the pool, in the shower", he said hesitantly, as his eyes darting left and right. I knew it was a lie but couldn't disprove it. It was Jamie who did see me and told him afterwards. "Well maybe I'm a grower and get up to like seven inches when I'm hard". "No you don't!", he said laughing, but quickly realized his mistake. "Oh? And just how do you know that?", I asked inquisitively. I knew he was now cornered. I don't think he could lie himself out of that one. "I...", he paused. "Please don't be mad okay? But the other day Jamie was saying he had seen you in the shower after we went to the pool. He said you had a small penis. I didn't believe him and wanted to prove he was full of shit. So we kind of came in your room when you were sleeping and... we pushed your bed sheets aside to see. I was also curious... So yeah, we saw you, and you had a sleep boner, hehe, a mini one, hehe". The cat was out of the bag. I could feel myself get red in the face. He continued: "I'm sorry bro but I had to know! I really wanted Jamie to be wrong", Will said, frowning. "But that jerk was right, we had the proof right in front of us; your wiener was pretty small!". Again I felt myself blushing hearing my little brother say that. "Oh...", I said, not knowing what to answer. "I'm sorry, please tell me you're not mad!", he said as he got close to me and gave me a hug. This made the bed sheets fall off his upper body and I could feel his soft skin against mine as he was hugging me tight. "How could I be mad at you, you were just curious. But Will, you could've just asked or something", I said. "Hehe, that would have been weird", he said, laughing and breaking the hug. "Hey bro, can I see you naked please?", he said, trying to quote what he would have said. It did sound silly and it made me laugh. "Yeah, I guess you're right. But you could've asked about how the body develops and how the penis grows, and question me about my growth or something", I said, thinking it through. "Oh yeah, so how DOES the penis grow?", Will asked, smiling. "Well, from what I've read, when you start puberty, it's one of the first things, with your balls, that starts to grow on your body. It goes from little kid pencil dick to adult size in a matter of months or years. Your body on the other hand will take several years to grow to its full potential. Is that what you noticed in the past months?". "It did get much bigger quickly recently, but I don't think it ever was as thin as a pencil, hehe", Will answered, amused. "Before I started growing, like last year, I was about... maybe that big, but still thicker than yours now", he said, as he showed me his fingers, about six inches apart. "Oh, well I was much smaller than that at twelve. I know because I was kind of obsessed by its size and kept measuring it to see if it had grown. I even took pictures of it to see if it looked any bigger", I said, as I remembered how I used to be. "What!? Show me!", Will said, enthusiastically. "What?", I said, "Wait, these are kinda personal, I..." "Oh! please please please please!", Will said, giving me the puppy dog eyes. I looked at his beautiful, childish face and stared at his magnificent hazel eyes. Gosh there was nothing I could deny this kid. "Fine, they're on my phone, hold on", I said, getting up and retrieving my phone from my room. I then came back and sat down next to Will on the sofa-bed. He was fidgeting excitedly and snuggled up to me. "Okay, so here is the first one I ever took, I was twelve", I said, as I gave him my phone so he could look. On the picture, we could see my twelve year old self, I was naked with a soft dick. It was definitely what you would call a pencil dick. Very thin, and about an inch and a half long. "Holy crap!", Will said. "I don't think I ever was that small", he then laughed nervously. "That's what you meant by pencil dick? Jeez, yeah, I was thinner last year but nowhere near that, hehe". "That's what boys usually look like, Will. You, are part of the exception", I said, feeling a bit sad not to be part of the club. "Oh? really?", Will asked, obviously not aware of his condition. "Yeah, really. Here, look at this next one, I was now your age on this one", I said as I swiped to the next picture. "You were starting to get pubes, and your wiener got bigger", he said, as he paused and looked harder. "This is so cool. You were really my age on this one?". "Yeah, pretty much month for month actually", I said, as I checked the info as when the picture was taken. "Jeez, yeah I'm waaaay bigger than you at that age", he said, looking at me and smiling devilishly. "The next one was taken right after but I was hard". He went to the next picture, and you could see me, standing up, giving the camera a side view of my hard-on. It looked about three and a half inches and still thin, but definitely not pencil dick anymore. "Hehe, I'm like more than twice the size you were at my age. I never realized I was so lucky. Do you think I'm still growing?", he asked, looking me in the eye while his hand instinctively went to his groin. It was obvious he was rock hard under the blanket as there was nothing he could do to hide it, given its size. "Who knows, there's no data on that. You could very well be done or still have a long way to go, which I doubt in your case", I said, uncertain. "Okay, then how old were you when it stopped growing?", he asked, still fondling his penis through the bed sheets. "Me?, I'd say, I was pretty much done at fourteen and a half, like on this picture", I pointed to him, "I don't know if it's the norm tho", I said. Will was looking straight at my groin as I was answering his question. Since I had tight briefs on this morning, you could definitely see my hardness outlined by the fabric. "Can you show it to me again?", he asked, almost in a whisper. "I want to see it better than the other night in the dark". I was taken by surprise by his boldness. Despite the fact that I was showing him old pictures of me naked, this made me nervous. "I...", I said, hesitating. "It's no big deal, here look", he said, as he shoved the bed sheets aside, revealing his fully naked body to me. I couldn't help but stare at his huge boycock. It was hard and standing up on its own. "Jeezus Will!", I said, feeling inadequate next to him. I still couldn't believe he was so much bigger than me, despite the fact that my eyes were glued to the proof, standing proudly in front of me. "God you're huge". Will simply let out a boyish laugh at that comment. "Am I really? How big are guys usually?", he asked. "You mean the average adult?" "Yeah", he said, still naked as if it was nothing. "There's a lot of conflicting data on this actually", I said, still nervous, my eyes not leaving the magnificent piece of boyhood in front of me. "But it could be in the mid five inches, or fourteen centimeters based on recent studies. Now this was taken on adults of all ages. Since a lot of men are overweight and probably don't get as hard as in their teens, the results are probably not entirely accurate of the actual size. So it could be anywhere between six and seven inches". "Oh really!? So I'm bigger than most adults?", Will said, amused, giving his big cock a squeeze. "Yes Will, you're... really big.", I said, a bit jealous. "So that means that you're below average?", he asked, again smiling amusingly. "Eh?... yeah... I guess", I said, defeated. "But you know, girls don't think size is that important. It's the rest that counts. And I've never had complaints from mine". "Show it to me!", he said, now taking the lead and taking the elastic band of my underwear and peeking inside. "Hold on", I said, as I got up and removed my underwear. I was standing up, giving him a side view of my boner, who was sticking away from my body at a 45 degree angle. "Dang, it looks so small on you now", he said, looking me up and down. "Why don't you have pubes?". "Oh, I don't like them, so I wax them to get rid of them", I answered. "Oh, isn't that painful?", he asked, concerned. "A bit, but definitely worth it", I said. "Maybe I should shave mine", he said, looking at his little bush. He then took my phone and took a picture of me. He then swiped and compared with the previous ones. "Only your body has grown since, making your wiener look smaller and smaller", Will said. "Here, take one of me", he said, as he handed me my phone and stood up where I was. I sat down where Will was previously sitting and took a picture of him, as he took the same position as I had previously. He was standing still, giving me a side view of his nakedness, his large erection standing proud and straight as a ruler. It looked so out of place on his small frame. If I had to describe it in details, I'd say it looks like a large burrito. It's perfectly straight, the glans pushing the foreskin outward so it's larger than the shaft, and once erect like that, you could see the tip of his dark pink glans shining above. It was simply perfect. He then jumped back on the bed and sat right next to me to see the result. I handed him and phone and we looked at my and his picture, taken from the same angle. He was so much shorter than me at five foot tall, but what was coming out of his groin looked enormous, where mine looked like it belonged on something that should be much smaller than my six foot two frame. "Hey, let's take one face to face! Let's put your phone upright on the pillow here and put the timer on", Will said, as he took the phone from my hand, set it up on a pillow and pressed the shutter button. He then grabbed my hand and we both got up. We stood straight, standing up, giving the camera a side view of our bodies. We were facing each other, at arms length, our hardons pointing upwards. He was smiling broadly. We then heard the click the phone made when taking a picture. Will then jumped back on the bed, as I sat down right next to him. He took my phone and looked at the picture that was just taken. "Holy shit, hehe", Will said, laughing. He handed me the phone so I was able to look at it. I was not prepared to see the evidence now so clear. In the picture, you could see a small blonde haired boy with a bowlcut, completely naked, his strikingly large erection pointing at a tall, decently fit young guy, with a comparatively, very small appendage. His penis was so much bigger than mine, and in this photo it was painstakingly evident. It was like comparing a small sausage to a rolling pin. The size difference was simply staggering. "Jeez Will, yeah, you are the bigger brother when we are naked next to each other. Your penis is so big... How long is it exactly?", I asked looking at his big cock once again. I knew the answer but I wanted to hear it from him directly. "Eight inches", he said proudly. "You?". "Four and a half", I answered, almost in a whisper. "Haha, you're as big as that twelve year old kid in that story", he said, laughing. "What kid?, what story?", I asked, knowing full well he was referring to what he had read secretly, the night before. "Ehhh...", he said, knowing he had once again compromised himself. "Please don't get mad!", he said, as he hugged me again and looked me in the eye. The softness of his skin and the sight of his big boy cock simply melted any trace of anger I could have. "I won't... now what did you do?", I asked, trying my best to look a bit annoyed. "Well.. yesterday when you went to bed I kind of used your computer to see what you were reading, cuz I was curious...", he said, looking like he now felt guilty. "So I kind of read that story too". He was now looking down, looking like he was feeling ashamed. "Hey, hey, it's okay, I'm not mad at you", I said, as I put my hand under his chin so he would look up again. He smiled at me and jumped in my arms to give me a big hug. I could feel his huge cock poking me. "I understand that you're curious. I was the same at your age", I said, smiling at him. "Thanks Sam, you're the best brother", Will said, as he snuggled up against me harder. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my hips. He then sat back down and looked at my dick. "Can you come and sit closer to me, I want to put our dicks side by side", Will said, as he opened his legs and motioned me to sit right in front of him, so our dicks would touch. I got closer and grabbed his legs to pull him as close to me as possible. We now both had our legs opened, his above mine, our dicks now touching each other, his big cock towering mine by several inches, and making it look tiny. He then took both our dicks in his small hand and held them closer together. Feeling and seeing my small dick against his man-sized one made me feel so horny. I reached out and took both our dicks in my hand as well. He removed his hand, letting me manipulate them as I pleased. I was almost shaking when I took his long fat cock in my hand at last. It felt so different from mine. My hands are normal size and I could not completely close it around his cock, there was still a millimeter or two between my thumb and fingers to be able to close it. "Fuck Will, you're such a big boy!", I said, now using my other hand to press both our cocks together. "Thanks", Will said, laughing. He then pushed my hands aside and took my cock in his hand. He had no problem closing his small fist around it. All we could see above his hand, as he was squeezing my cock from the base, was the mushroom tip above. "It feels so warm... and small, hehe", Will said, as he kept his hand tightly around my dick. He then tried going up and down with large movements on the small shaft, failing to wank me off properly. "How do you jerk it off? It's too small...", he said releasing it. I then moved and sat next to him, my back now resting on the back of the sofa, right next to Will, our hips touching. "It's easy, look", I said, as I demonstrated him how I wanked off. I took my dick between my thumb and two fingers and went up and down my small shaft. I gave it a couple of strokes, enjoying the sensations. "Or like this", I said, as I put my hand around my shaft, my index and thumb just beneath my glans, and went up and down in short motions. "Oh", he said, as he pushed my hand aside and tried wanking me off. I once again took his cock in my hand and tried to wank him off. No wonder he was trying to move up and down with large movements when he did mine, because that's how I had to wank him off. There was a lot more distance to go through on his cock than my own. Once my hand was in place on my own, I had barely an inch of free play whereas I had almost five inches of free motion on his. It felt like exaggerated movements, almost like a caricature of jerking off. "Humph", Will exclaimed. "Am I doing this right?", I asked, not sure I was doing a good job or not. "Yeah, this feels great Sam, keep going", he said, as he put both his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. I had a nice view of his hairless armpits. I re-positioned myself so I could do a better job on his cock. I got lower and on my side. I kept jerking him off, doing long motions. He was obviously enjoying this, given the look on his face. As I kept jerking him off, my face was slowly getting closer to his large boyhood. Eventually, I started smelling his sex. It was very subtle but extremely arousing. His boycock was giving an aroma of sex undeniably enticing. It made me want to taste it. But... would I be able to suck him, given his size? It was so beefy! But more importantly, would he want me to? I didn't want to scare him so I brushed that thought out of my mind. "Oh man, you have more experience than me, it shows", he said, smiling. "Hehe, shut up. When did you start jerking off anyway?", I asked, as I kept masturbating him. "Humm... like two months ago", he answered, his eyes still closed, the enjoyment obvious on his cute little face. "How did it happen?". "Humm, well, some kids at school were talking about it. I didn't know what it was so I kind of looked like a doofus. But after talking to Caden (a school friend) alone, he kind of told me how", Will said. It was hard to imagine that, with a toy as obvious as the one he had, that he hadn't figured it out on his own. Again, Will was still a bit innocent. I'm not that surprised he didn't think about that then. "What about you?", Will asked, as he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me smiling. "How old were you when you started?". "Eh... I was ten or eleven I think", I answered, still jerking off my little brother. "What!?, how?", he asked, obviously surprised. "I don't remember exactly but I had heard about masturbation and just looked it up on my computer. Then I just... well, did it". "Heck, that's like two years before me!", he said, frowning. I quickly changed the hand I was wanking him with since it was getting a bit tired. I had been wanking him off for like five minutes, my arm was definitely getting tired. This one was not as easy tho, it was the arm that was closest to him and it didn't give me enough leverage to do a good job. "Here Will, come sit on my lap", I said. He then got up and sat back down on my lap, my cock resting between his ass cheeks, parting them slightly. I then used my left hand to wank him off. Yeah, this was much better. His five foot, 130 pounds didn't feel cumbersome. He still felt so small sitting on me like that. What was in my left hand, on the other hand, was everything but. I then took my two hands and put them around his cock, one above the other. My right hand was making contact with his pelvis and my left hand was right above it, gripping his cock. There was still almost another hand worth of cock above them. I then started jerking him off with my two hands with vigor. I couldn't believe just how much cock I now had it my hands, and it belonged to my thirteen year old brother! I kept going at a steady rhythm, making him moan softly once in a while. "It feels good but I think I like with one hand better", Will said. I then went back to using only one hand, but increased the pace. "Is that better?", I asked. "Yeah". This then went on for several minutes, changing hands once in a while when I got tired. Eventually, Will started to grunt and he came hard on his belly. I was again surprised at the amount of cum he produced. "Dang it", he said, getting up, trying not to make a mess on the bed. He then retrieved his shirt from the ground and wiped off most of the cum. He then went to the bathroom and I heard the shower start. I quickly grabbed my own cock. It now felt so small in my hand after wanking Will's big cock for the past fifteen minutes. I needed release bad so I wanked off really fast and came within a minute or two. I had cum more than usual but still less than Will had. I got up and went back to my room and wiped my mess with yesterday's towel. To be continued... --------- Liked this story? 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