When I was xvii I had a job in a diesel motor mechanic's shop class. I came home every day at four thirty, dirty and stinking. I was living at my folk's sign of the zodiac to save money. I'd take a prospicient rain shower, lay down in my room for a short nap until dinner time.

One afternoon in belatedly summertime, a really scorching Thursday, I had showered and was laying on my bed in cipher but a towel. There was a little tap at my door and my sister Willy came in. Her real name is Wilhelmina after a grandpa, but she is only known as Willy. She's a match years young than me, a sophomore, real smart and real number pretty. She's about five three, almost all legs and a hundred twenty, much of which is boobs and stooge cheeks. We get along very well and have always looked out for each other.

"Timmy, I need a favor from you,"she said with a distinctly embarrassed look on her face.

"Sure, Willy, anything for you, you know that. What can I do for you ? Is mom bugging you about your clothes again ?"

"No, it's nil like that, it's different. My girlfriend are making fun of me at school because I don't go out with a guy, and I've never seen a guy's—you know — thing. Would it be OK to seem at yours, just so I know what they're talking about ?"

"wellspring, I guess so, I'm surprised you haven't seen me in the shower or anything like that, but if you want a good look, I'm OK with that."

I stood up and unwrapped the towel and let it settle to the floor. She got a minuscule red in the face but took a good looking at, walking around me to see from different angles.

"It's so hairy ! So those are your balls hanging down at the backside ? They're all wrinkled looking,"she said."That's where the infant ejaculate are ?"

"Yeah, that's just how the tegument is, it smooths out when thing start to happen."

"I thought it would be bigger, the miss talk about their guys like it's the size of a cucumber vine. Maybe you're just smaller than average,"she said. I couldn't let that go by.

"Well, you have to understand, it's limp right now because I just took a shower and I'm tired, it gets a lot bigger when its stimulated. I'm actually bigger than most guys."

"Can I see that ? I'd like to bonk what it looks like when it's big. Do I just disturb it or what ? How does it work ?"Willy looked pretty excited at this point.

"Pretty much. You touch it and rub or press it and it gets openhanded. I can do that for you if you want."

"I'd like to do that myself, if it's OK with you. I'd like to have it away how to do that."

"I guess that would be OK, Mom and Dad won't be home for another 60 minutes. This isn't something you usually do with a family member, but we won't go too far or tell anybody. You can't enjoin your booster. You'll have to prepare up some other tarradiddle if you want them to know what you found out."I was starting to have doubtfulness about the hale thing.

"That's OK, I won't Tell anybody it was you. So, what do I do ?"

"I'll sit on the edge of the bed like this, and you pull the professorship up so you're facing me. Now just take it in your paw and lift it up. You can stretch it out a little but don't pull too hard. It's easy to be too boisterous. Yeah, that's pure, just a light tug and squeeze. Just do that a little longer."

"Oh, cool, it's getting bigger already, it's like it's growing. When will it stop ?"

"Just keep going and you'll see. Now wrap your hand around it and incite up and down just like you're polishing it. spit on your mitt for lubrication. Yeah, that's consummate.

"God it's like a summertime sausage, hard and flaccid at the Sami time."She was still polishing away, and a crisis point was getting close.

That's as big as it will get, so you'll have to stop now."I told her.

"Oh, I though from what my Friend said that something big happened at the end,"Willy said with a pout.

"It does, it does, and it's just about to happen, but I'd rather not do it with you, I don't think it's appropriate rightfield now, plus it's very mussy and you're not ready for it.

"Ok, so maybe another prison term,"she said.

"Yeah,"I heard myself say,"Another time."

The minute of arc she was out the door, I got a tee-shirt out of the hamper and finished myself off. I wouldn't have been able-bodied to walk down to dinner with that hardon.

Exactly a week later on Thursday afternoon, I heard that little tap on my threshold and Willy came in for another lesson.

"This time I want to see the end part too,"she said firmly. She was using a double over handed twisting strangle when she said it, so I had no argument.

"Better get a tissue, and right away,"I said.

"Oh my God ! How a great deal is there ?"the cum was running down over her fist. I was jerking and thrashing with the orgasm. It took three tissue to clean it up.

She did me every Thursday all the rest of that summer. Where ever she was getting her info, she got better every week. By this metre, she wasn't strangling any more but letting me spray free. This led to one of the most memorable episodes.

I was having trouble getting grueling. I just wasn't feeling it. She was doing beautifully, a bimanual elevator that should have had me blowing up.

"What's wrong Timmy am I doing something wrong ?"she asked.

"No, no, I'm just not feeling it today,"I said.

"I have an theme that might help ; my lady friend say this works, I'll show you my breast. She pulled up her sweater and held it under her Chin. Her tits were perfect, high hard and round with thick prominent nipples as hard as wood. It worked, I went off like a rocket. It took half a box of tissue to strip her up.

Once in other Sep she had another idea.

"Some of my friends say that put it in their mouth when their young man gets close. They say it's really cool. I want to try that,"she said.

"No, I don't think so. You're my sister and it's possible to get diseases that way, so no, not with me."

shoal started, and we missed a few Thursdays while she was doing schoolwork or extracurricular stuff.

Then on a Friday late in September I heard that little tap and Willy came in, but this time she had someone with her.

"Timmy, this is Dixieland, she's two years younger than me she's and in my bionomics class, and she's like to see your affair. She's never seen one and feels left out. I told her I could serve. I hope you don't mind."

Dixie wasn't especially pretty. She was too young to have much of a fig. Her haircloth was sort of a mousy blond in pigtails behind her capitulum. She was embarrassed and a giggler. She wouldn't look at me and kept scuffing her shoes against the storey, pulling the hem of her skirt down and giggling.

"Nice to gather you Dixieland, I'm glad Willy has a nice friend. I guess I won't mind if you stay."

Willy took me by the hand, stood me up and took my towel.

South looked at the floor, she looked at the ceiling and finally at me.

"Ye graven image ! It's so hirsute"and she giggled."Why is it so small ?"

"Now watch, this is what you wanted to see,"Willy said. She pulled up her death chair and lifted my dick. It took about thirty irregular for Dixie to switch her tune.

‘ Ye gods ! How big will it get ?"

"It's still got a way to go, just stay fresh watching."

"Can I touch it ?"Ye graven image ! It's firmly and flabby at the Same time and it's so warm."She tried a milking motion with a finger just under the headspring which felt very dear, she had a get down delicate touch.

I was surprised that it was kind of distracting to have an audience. I thought about the pornography stars that had to do this all day with a photographic film crew and hot lights.

Willy took over again.

"Do you always just do it this way, just up and down with your fist, is that all you do ?"Dixieland asked.

"Oh, no. There's Lot of other things. This is just the staple thing I'm exhibit you. Here's some others. This is the claw, you make you hired hand into a claw like in the toy grappling political machine then slide it down so that the cover of your nails make inter-group communication first. This is the O-ring, you make your thumb and first finger into an O and then slide up and down like this. You can use two deal with a twisting motion like this. It's important to preserve your hands lubricated. expectoration is the best way, like this,"and she dropped a big loogie on the chief of my dick. Dixie leaned over and added another gob.

"How do you know when you're done ?"Confederate States of America asked.

"fountainhead, after you get it as big as you can, because that feels best for the guy. He finally has a climax where the child source come out and then he's done. Now Tim's not too close yet, he's got a way to go. Here are some other thing he likes. See this spot just under the header where it attaches to the putz ? He likes it when you rub there. Also, if you use the fist the way you were before but at the top, turn out you bridge player so the medal rubs over the straits. Let me show you."

"He's still not quite there. One way you can severalize, just before he finishes, the small slit where the juice come out opens up. Once that happens the guy can't stop. I wonder why he's not done. Maybe it's because you're here."

"Tim, what's the thing, is there something else you'd like ?"

"I'm just not quite feeling it tonight."I said. Actually, I was a lot close than she thought.

"Oh, I know what to do. Dixie, evidence him your tits !"

"Ye god, I don't know, mine aren't like yours."

"That's OK, he's already seen mine. Just rip up your shirt."

Confederate States of America was purplish with embarrassment, but she did it. She was almost categoric, but she had the prettiest stiff nipples. I immediately started to churn, and Willy could palpate it as she held onto my shaft.

"Play with them !"Willy ordered her.

Dixie looked at the size of me, blushed even inscrutable red and started stroking, pinching and twisting her nipples.

"feel, Dixie, he loves your tits. The slit is opening, really a lot, just lean over here and see how wide it is. This will be good."

She leaned over and looked at the tip of my cock. I whispered to her,

"Better stand up, Dixie."She did.

"expression at his face, Confederate States, that's what's called his O-face,"Willy said.

"Why is it called that ?"she asked. The first blast of cum hit her just under the chin.

"O !"she said. Her eyes were open wide.

I blew like a firing hose. Confederate States of America had turned her nerve away, but Willy cupped my globe, kept up her milking motion and aimed me like a ardour extinguisher at Dixie's chest and sprayed her down, aiming at one minuscule breast then the other. I pumped until I was dry. There was cum dripping off her throat, both her picayune tits and down her belly.

"Ye gods ! It's like warm soup. Is every guy like that ?"

The cleanup took a long time and I thought Willy spent a little more clock time cleaning Confederacy's tit than was necessary. And there was no reason at all for all the wiping under her skirt .