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Jake and Ethan leaves Short Stuff behind, walking through the still-crowded mall. Jake walks ahead of Ethan clutching the stolen package of panties and thinking about all of its uses, smiling devilishly at every new idea he comes up with. Ethan walks a little behind, his 5-inch erection still noticeable in his shorts. He watches Jake ahead of him, and he feels hotness return to his body as arousal begins to flood his senses. Which one of Jake's commands was it? His mouth goes dry and his hands start to shake. Ethan needs something. He needs something badly. Soon his mind was overwhelmed by thoughts of his brother, and it takes all of Ethan's willpower to call Jake's name, to alert him of his condition. Jake turns around to see his white-faced, shaking brother, and a look of concern crosses his face.
"Stop Ethan, what's wrong?" Jake asks. Ethan stops, but his shaking gets worse.
"I need something Jake, I think... I think it might that command in the dressing room, it's really dangerous please, I need you to remove it please. I can't think properly." Ethan begs, and Jake's concerned face deepens with worry.
"I'm sorry Ethan, just this once, I'll help you. You don't feel the need to suck dick anymore. Is that better?" Jake asks. Ethan looks down, but he doesn't feel any change, his arousal is getting worse and his need is growing. He can it feel it taking over his mind. He realizes what it is, and Jake's command from earlier flashes in his mind. `You need to smell my butt again. Not only that, you're ADDICTED to the smell, it's your favorite smell now.'
Ethan groans and his mind reels back to a few seconds ago, when Jake was walking ahead of them, showing his brother his beautiful butt in his navy shorts, a butt that Ethan needed to smell, touch, and have.
"I need...your butt. It's the command from the car. I'm addicted. You need to help me." Ethan says.
"I don't NEED to do anything. Help yourself. Smell your own butt, maybe that will help." Jake says angrily, and turns and walks off. Ethan feels Jake's command enter his mind. Smell your own butt. He wants to move to get out of the middle of the mall, but Jake told him to stop. His feet are rooted in place. Smell your own butt. Ethan's hand slowly reaches behind him, his fae going red. Jake realizes that Ethan's not following, and turns around just in time to witness the result of his accidental command. Ethan's hand dips under the waistband of his shorts, into his panties, and finds his crack. He pushes in, and gasps at the unexpected pleasure, his dick throbbing against the pink fabric. He pulls it out and inhales. It does nothing for Ethan, and the need grows.
"It didn't work Jake. Help me."
"If you do it to me it'll hurt."
"No it won't, it only hurt because your finger went in dry. Please let me show you, I need to smell it really badly." Ethan begs. Jake considers this for a moment.
"Let's go over here" Jake says, and leads Ethan to the railing. They lean over and look down at the first floor, their bodies pressed up against the cool marble. Jake leans over to Ethan, who unconsciously humps the railing slightly, his arousal ruling his thoughts. Jake looks into Ethan's unfocused eyes for a second before whispering in his ear.
"Wet your finger and put it in my butt for a second, and then take it out." Ethan's mind was so focused on pleasure that the words entered his subconsciously, bypassing all normal reactions. Ethan's eyes never left the view below him as he brings his finger to his mouth and sucks vigourously, dousing the digit with his spit. His hand fumbles for his little brother's shorts, as his eyes are still gazing at the people on the first floor. He finally find the waistband and plunges his hand inside. He finds Jake's asshole immediately, and pushes in. It goes in a lot easier than Jake expected, and his dick actually felt a jolt of pleasure at the contact before Ethan reoved his hand a second layer. He brought the finger up to his mouth and sniffed. His hips humped the railing as he inhaled the sweet aroma of his brother's ass. He sniffed again, thrust harder this time. Soon, smell isn't enough, and he put his finger in his mouth, licking and sucking the taste of his brother's ass form his finger. This triples the pleasure he was feeling and soon Ethan lost all reason as he thrust his hips hard against the railing again and again. Jake watches his brother become an animal from the smell and taste of his ass, trying desperately to hit a release he was ordered not to have. Soon, Jake worries about passers-by, and needs to wake Ethan up from the trance of pleasure he's in. He watches Ethan's butt flex as his hips drive his hard cock into the marble again and again, trying to get closer to an orgasm. Jake has an idea. He raises he left hand, and brings it down hard on Ethan's butt. Ethan's butt jiggles from the shockwaves of the slap, but the pain wakes him up, and he looks to his brother embarrassed.
"Get less horny for me, but keep that stiffy. I know someone who wants to see it. Follow me, I'm hungry" Jake says, walking away from the railing and towards the food court. Ethan follows, the extra arousal he's felt since leaving Short stuff finally gone...for now.
Jake leads Ethan over to a table in the corner of the food court, a tray with two hot dogs in hand. The younger boy climbs into the bench first, followed by is his brother. Ethan's about to dig into his hot dog, happy to do something normal for the first time today, when he sees Jake put his hand up.
"Don't eat yet, Ethan. Jack me off." Jake says, pulling out his phone and typing something. He doesn't stop typing even when he feels his brother's hand on his shorts. Ethan's fingers begin working, kneading the navy blue fabric, manipulating the soft cock contained within. Jake takes a bite of his hot dog and continues texting, seemingly ignoring what's going on below the table, but his lower body starts to respond. Ethan can feel his brother's penis start to respond to his ministrations, lengthening and hardening under his hand. Ethan grips Jake's now-erect 4-inch boner in his hand, slowly stroking it through the fabric of his shorts. Jake continues eating his hot dog and texting, but pauses when he feels his brother's hand leave his bulge and trail upwards to the waistband of his shorts. Ethan's fingers slip in under Jake's tighty-whities, followed my his hand as it travels down and reaches its destination: his brother's erection. Jake gasps as he feels Ethan's hand slide down his shorts and grasp his penis, his right hand dropping the phone onto his tray as his eyes close in pleasure. Ethan starts stroking, causing Jake's legs to twitch as pleasure begins to invade his small form. Ethan strokes faster, eager to get this over with.
"Slow down" Jake says between gasps, and Ethan's hand returns to his normal pace, unable to move any faster at his brother's command. Jake's gasps even out, becoming less frequent, and he opens his eyes. He picks up his phone and continues texting, but Ethan's hand is harder to ignore. Shivers run through his body as Ethan slowly speeds up his motion on Jake's dick. Soon Jake's legs are twitching again, flexing involuntarily as the pleasure in his body builds.
"Found you guys." There stands Luke, tray in hand. His brain takes a few seconds to process the scene in front of him, but when he does, he has to stifle a gasp. Jake's sitting there, moving slightly, his eyes closed with pleasure etched on his face. And Ethan. Ethan sits next to him, and his left arm is moving. Luke knows that motion. Jake opens his eyes and looks like at Luke, smiling. Then the pleasure takes control of him again, and he gasps out a faster' to his brother. Luke's eyes widen as he watches Ethan's arm move faster. Luke brings the tray down over his crotch to hide his growing erection as he watches Jake receive pleasure from his brother. Another moan of faster,' and Ethan's arm is a blur. Luke swallows, his throat dry as he can't take his eyes off the show his friend is putting on in the middle of the food court. The hand not holding the tray absent-mindedly moves to his chest, and he plays with his hard nipples through his tight shirt, letting out an occasional gasp as his erection grows in his shorts. Soon, Jake gets louder and his fingers grip the edge of the table tightly, his knuckles white. Jake lets out a moan, his legs seizing up and his back arching as he thrusts his hips into his brother's hand. Suddenly, the dam is released and Jake's dick spasms in Ethan's hand as the pleasure gets released. Feeling himself released from Jake's command to jack him off, Ethan's hand leaves Jake's shorts as Jake basks in his afterglow. When Jake comes down he sees Luke before him, legs quivering, the tray failing to do much to cover his very hard 6.5-inch erection, and his hand still lazily playing with the little nubs easily seen through his green shirt.
"Luke, why don't you sit down next to Ethan?" Jake asks, smiling knowingly at Luke's problem. Luke seems to snap out of trance, and realize what he was doing. His cheeks flush, and he awkwardly shuffles around the table, the tray never leaving his crotch. His large bubble butt gets comfortable on the bench next to Ethan, and the embarrassment at being caught staring causes his dick to wilt a little in his shorts.
"Hey Luke, how're you doing?" Jake asks cheerily, trying not to laugh at Luke's little problem. Luke gulps, gathering the courage to ask his question.
"I'm good, so that text earlier... do you mean it?" Luke asks, still unsure if he was walking into a joke even after many reassurances by Jake in texts.
"Yep! Wanna start now?" Jake asks. Luke blushes, but nods. Jake leans over and whispers something in Ethan's ear. Ethan nods, expecting the command that Jake gave. Jake sits back as he watches Ethan's hand, his right one this time, leave his side. Luke watches too, staring at the tanned arm slowly extend toward his frame. He sees the hand reach for his black shorts, Luke's cock already hardening in anticipation. Ethan's hand reached his pants, his fingers grasping the shaft. Luke gasps loudly, the sensation of the loose black shorts held to his dick and the slight pressure of Ethan's hand sending shockwaves in his body. Then Ethan's hand moves. Slowly, he strokes Luke's 6.5-inch rod through his obscenely tented shorts, amazed at its size. Luke bites his lip as his arousal grows, but Ethan's stroking is too slow to get more of a build up. Luke shuts his eyes as he feels the pleasure come and go, being maintained by Ethan's painfully slow hand. Luke's smooth legs fidget under the table and his toes curl in his black sneakers. Ethan's hand starts to speed up, but it's still too slow. Luke kicks the air under the table in frustration. Luke's hands clench into fists on the table as he fights to resist the urge to force Ethan's hand to move faster. Finally, he can take it no more.
"Ethan, please touch me" Luke says, shutting in his eyes in fear that Ethan will deny him. He feels Ethan's hand stop, and then leave his hard erection. Luke opens his eyes in disappointment, and looks down. Ethan's hand, far from returning his side, instead moves up Luke's body until it arrives the hem of Luke's black shorts. Time seems to slow down for Luke as Ethan's hand slowly lifts the elastic and slips his fingers in. Luke watches as Ethan's hand gradually disappears into his shorts. inch by inch. His erection throbs as it waits for the touch Luke's imagined for a year. Ethan's whole hand is in his shorts now—it won't be long now, Luke thinks. And it isn't, as Luke barely has time to finish the thought before he feels it. Ethan's hand grips Luke's cock, and it's better than Luke ever imagined. Sparks shoot up and down his body at the contact, and he moans his legs flex and tense as the pleasure travels down them. The pleasure travels up to his very hard nipples encased in his shirt, demanding to be rubbed. Luke can't resist them, and his hands fly to his shirt and he begins playing with them as his back arches. He pants with his head thrown back, trying to calm down, but Ethan won't let him. Ethan resumes the stroking he was told to stop before, but the same slow stroking Luke bemoaned sends ecstasy shooting through Luke's body. His big bubble butt twitches in the bench and his hips begins to buck a little, seeking more pleasure, more contact. But Ethan's hand doesn't speed up. Luke's chest rises and falls as he breathes heavily, his hands still rubing and caressing his nubs. His hairless legs twitch and seize, kicking out when the pleasure becomes too much. He feels himself getting closer, but slowly. Sweat starts to drip down his face as he bucks and writhes under Ethan's touch. He needs more.
"More" Luke gasps out without meaning to, his mind fuzzy from the electric touch of his crush's hand. Ethan responds, his hand moveing slightly faster over Luke's adult-sized cock. As Ethan reached the head, he felt Luke start to make precum. Ethan's hand stops and rubs the head of Luke's cock, soaking his fingers in the precum pouring out of Luke's erection. He resumes his rubbing, his hand slickened by Luke's juices. Luke moans at the new sensation, his dick adding even more precum to his already wet cock. Luke gasps as he feels his precum drip down, over his balls. He feels a drop dribble down his smooth leg before hitting the floor with a plop. He looks down and sees more of his fluid run down his legs, his dick more aroused than it had ever been in his twelve years. He needs more.
"Needs...more...faster..." Luke mumbles, the ecstasy rendering him incoherent. But Ethan understands, and speeds up, determined to make Luke cum. Ethan's hand suddenly doubles his speed, and a hand flies to Luke mouth as nearly screams. his other hand pinches his nipple, the pain quickly morphing with the pleasure to produce sensations he had never felt before. Under the table, his legs shoot out, quivering with the arousal Ethan's hand is producing on his wet, throbbing cock. His hips buck strongly, trying to increase the contact. He can take no more. He feels himself reaching his limit, and realizes something.
"Stop... I don't wanna make a mess..." Luke gasps, and Ethan's hand freezes. Luke's eyes are still closed as he feels his arousal slowly start to go down. He hears a small `oh' from his left, followed by Ethan taking his hand out of Luke's shorts. Luke's hips buck out of his control, and Luke moans at the loss of contact. His hands stop rubbing his nipples and slowly begin to twitch as he fights not to touch himself, He hears rustling to his left, and can't stand not knowing anymore. He opens his eyes.
Ethan's sitting next to him, his shoes and shorts off. Luke sees Ethan in his pink panties, his 5-inch cock tenting them, and gasps. But nothing prepares him for comes next. Ethan's hips raise, and his hands reach the panties. He pulls down. Luke moans, seeing the object of so many of fantasies in front of him, in the flesh. His hands are frantically teasing his nipples through his shirt as he stares at the hot throbbing erection of his friend as it twitches. He feels like he might cum in his shorts without stimulation, the sight of his friend so aroused was making him horny beyond belief. He feels it beginning, and throws his shorts down frantically, his hands barely giving his hips enough time to raise as he throws the fabric covering his cock to the floor.
"Ethan, help, I'm gonna cum really soon. Help!" Luke begs, his bare dick throbbing as more precum pours over it. Ethan wastes no time. He picks up the panties, puts them over Luke's dick, and strokes quickly. Luke's hands fly back to his nipples as he feels his orgasm approach. Ethan leans over, stroking faster, and claps a hand over Luke's mouth. Two more strokes, and it comes. Luke screams into Ethan's hand. His hands pinch his nipples hard, the pain making his cum more pleasurable, his back arches as his hips buck as high as they can. His legs kick. His dick shoots rope after rope of cum intro Ethan's panties, soaking the fabric thoroughly. It drips down the fabric, coating it. Luke's muscles lock up as his muffled screams continue, as he rides an orgasm ten times as intense as any of the ones he made on his own. Finally, he comes down, and opens his eyes. He sees the hand of Ethan slick with his precum holding the panties drenched with his cum, and lets out one last moan into Ethan's hand before collapsing. Ethan removes the damp panties and looks to Jake, but Luke is still in a daze, his afterglow taking over his senses. Jake whispers to Ethan, and Ethan transfers the panties to his left hand. Luke watches with wide eyes as Ethan bring his right hand to face, and licks. His face twists in disgust. Jake whispers to Ethan again, and Ethan gives his hand another lick, this time a look of pleasure crossing his face. He eagerly licks the rest of his hand clean his dick shooting out more precum onto his bare thighs. More whispering. Ethan runs a finger in the crotch of the panties and licks. once again, his face betrays how much he loves the taste. More whispering. This time, Ethan's face went white. He lifts his legs and leans down, still holding the panties. His face was expressionless as he puts them on again, Luke's cum soaking into his Ethan's hard dick. He puts his shorts and shoes on, but still looks uncomfortable, the extreme wetness feeling weird on his erection.
"Luke, Ethan, you should eat your hot dog!" Jake exclaims, and Ethan realizes how hungry he is, but before he could reach for his food, Jake whispers something again. Ethan's face flushes and his hand reaches into his shorts and panties, bringing out a huge glob of Luke's cum. His hand reaches for the hot dog and he smears the cum all over the top. Luke bites back a gasp as he feels a tingling in shorts, and quickly focuses on the hot dog. Ethan does too, taking a small bite off the end. The hot dog is good, but as Luke's cum hits his taste buds he closes his eyes with bliss. He takes a giant second bite, and quickly devours his cum-soaked lunch. Luke watches with fascination as Ethan eats his cum, his dick tingling in shorts.
"Can we... do this again sometime?" Luke asks cautiously. Jake smiles at him.
"What do you think Ethan, did you enjoy it?" Jake asks, looking at his brother who, still in bliss over Luke's cum, nods. Luke smiles, and realizes his shorts are beginning to tent again. He blushes, mumbles out an excuse, and stands up. Returning the tray, he leaves the two brothers alone before they can see his erection again. Jake watches him leave, smiling, before turning to his brother.
Jake looks back after watching Luke leave to see his brother gulping down as much of his soda as he can, but it's not to get rid of the taste of Luke's cum. Jake can see a look in Ethan's eyes. His brother needs something.
"That was fun," Jake says grinning, "seems you and Luke both enjoyed yourselves." Ethan stops sucking down his drink to look at his brother, the taste of Luke's cum now gone, and an empty feeling is welling up inside of him for something.
"Jake," Ethan says, his voice filled with need, "my mouth...it feels funny." Ethan can feel a need for something, he wants something but his mind can't connect what. He looks over to his younger brother and sees him think for a bit, before smiling in revelation.
"You need my butt," Jake says realizing what his older brother needs, "you want to taste it again, don't you?" And he is proven right when he sees Ethan's eyes widen as he just stares at his brother and nods slightly. Jake just smiles as he gets up and gestures to his brother to follow. Ethan does, getting up slowly, his face blank. Jake grabs their trays and puts them away as he motions for Ethan to follow him, and like a zombie he does, shuffling behind his brother as they head down a hallway right off the food court.
Down the hallway, Jake leads his brother towards the bathrooms, but as they get closer and pass a door marked `Family Bathroom,' Jakes gets an idea. With a sly smile and quick change in direction he hurries into the open door making sure Ethan is right behind him. Once both brothers are inside, Jake closes the door behind them. Turning around, Jake sees Ethan on his knees in the center of the room, shaking slightly as he stares up his brother with need and desire.
Jake just smiles as he slowly walks up to the sink and turns around to shake the object of his brother's desire at him. Looking in the sink mirror, Jake can see Ethan almost drooling as he stares as his brother's butt, watching it move back and forth.
"Please," Ethan says quietly, his eyes unblinking and lock on Jake's butt, "please Jake."
"Please what Ethan?" Jake says, shaking his butt a little more.
"I need... it," Ethan says as his eyes follow each movement of Jake's butt, "I need your butt!" Ethan then shuffles forward a bit on his knees, raising his hands slightly towards Jake's shorts. Jake see this in the mirror, and smiles as another idea pops into his mind.
"Stop Ethan," Jake says, and watching in the mirror he can see his command work as his brother freezes. "Put your arms down," he says and once more Ethan follows his orders, once his arms are back down, Jake says, "ok Ethan, you are to sit still and watch, and can't move til you see my butthole." The new command enters Ethan's mind as he feels himself unable to move his body as he is forced to watch the object of his desire, so close yet totally out of reach, at least for now.
Jake smiles to himself, still shaking his butt for his brother, but he decides to move things along before Ethan loses his mind completely. Reaching up, Jake slowly hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts as he slowly inches them down his hips. He sticks his round butt out as the waistband moves over it to further teases his immobilized brother. Once over his butt, he lets go of his shorts and they easily fall to the ground leaving him in his tighty whities. Jake makes a big show of sticking his butt out for his brother, shaking it around, and even giving it a little smack, all just to tease his now drooling brother. But it is time to continue and Jake reaches back up, and slowly grips the band of his underwear and begins to pull them down. In the mirror Jake watches his brother's face, his eyes widen as his mouth hangs open, watching as inch after inch of Jake's pale butt cheeks are revealed to him. Jake keeps his legs together as he pulls down his undies, before letting them drop to the floor to join his shorts around his ankles. In the mirror Jake can see Ethan's face, it looks like he's about ready to burst into tears as he just stares at his brother's round boy butt. Thinking it is time for the main event, Jake lifts one foot out of his shorts and underwear but does his best to keep his buttcheeks closed.
"Are you ready Ethan?" Jake says as a grin crosses his face as he looks into the mirror to see Ethan's pleading face.
"Yes," Ethan says, maybe a little too loud, "please Jake, I need it."
"Need what?" Jake asks, studying his brother's face in the mirror.
"I need your butt" Ethan says, panting.
"What do you need it for?" Jake asks, wanting to hear Ethan say it. Ethan obliges, his mind far too gone to resist his brother.
"I need to smell it, to touch it, to lick it, to taste it, please Jake, I need it I can't stand it anymore." Ethan says his whole body quivering in anticipation. Jake decides to give his brother what he needs as he slowly spreads his legs, slowly revealing the thing his brother needs so much. His tight, pink butthole.
Ethan nearly loses it at the sight alone as he feels the command holding him in place lift and he can move again. Wasting no time he lurches forward, putting his hands on Jake's buttcheeks as he just stares at his younger brother's butthole. Leaning in Ethan takes a deep breath of the place he has been obsessed with all day, the scent by itself was amazing sweet and tart kind of like fresh cherries. Staring deeply at the pink hole before him, he brings one of his finger over and gently runs it over the soft flesh of his brother's butt and butthole. Ethan could hear Jake moan a bit as his finger runs over the sensitive hole, and moving back Ethan applies some gentle pressure and watches in amazement as his index finger slips in. Jake gasps a bit as the digit enters his hole, but it doesn't hurt, even though it was dry it slips in easily. Ethan then begins to slowly move his finger back and forth in his brother's hole, not too deep as he revels in the feeling of the warm tightness around his finger.
After a minute or so of gently fingering his brother, Ethan takes his finger out, gives it a sniff and his brain id flooded with more pleasure than before. Bringing the finger closer he stuck out his tongue and tastes it, again a wave of pleasure crashes over him, making him moan out loud at the taste. Wanting as much of it as possible Ethan place his hand back on his brother's buttcheek and stared for a second at his goal. With a deep breath he dove in, tongue sticking out as he went to lick Jake's hole. The moment his tongue made contact and a flavor the matched the smell registered in his brain he nearly came right there, the command in his brain the only thing stopping his dick from shooting his load. He began to lick all over the right pink ring of his brother's hole, teasing every inch he could and savoring the flavor and the pleasure he was both getting and giving. Jake was enjoying this almost as much as Ethan, he never thought having his butthole licked could give him such pleasure. The sounds of Ethan slurping at his brother's hole were echoing in the tiled room, and making both boys even more aroused by the second. Jake's hard 4 incher was throbbing, almost in time with each lick from Ethan, and he could feel himself getting close to cumming. Jake, not wanting to cum just yet moans out, before looking over his shoulder at his brother, his face still buried between his soft buttcheeks.
"Ethan...ahhh..." Jake says between moans, as he gets closer, "Ethan...stop." Jake says, and almost instantly Ethan does as he pulls back from his brother's hole and looks up at Jake with pleading eyes.
"Jake...please" Ethan said, licking his lips, "I need to cum, please Jake." Ethan looks like he is about to cry, Jake turns around taking the thing Ethan has been craving all day away from him. Jake now leaning against the sink, his hard dick pointing right at his brother just smiles as he looks at the horny mess that is Ethan. His eyes full of need, his lips, pouty and quivering, and his shorts tented as a small wet spot forms.
"Alright, Ethan, when I cum ,you cum too, okay?" Jake says. Ethan moans, and takes his shorts off. He reaches for his panties, but is stopped by Jake.
"Nope, keep those on. Now, suck my dick, brother." Ethan's face flushed in embarrassment briefly as he realizes Jake's plan, but his brother's command and his horniess wins out, and he reaches for his brother's dick.
Jake moans the moment Ethan's hands touches his hard throbbing dick and swears he could cum at any moment. He watches, as if like in slow motion, Ethan's head moves closer and closer to his dick. He lets out a breath of relief when he feel his brother's lips make contact with the head of his dick, followed by a moan as his tool slowly disappears into his brother's mouth. Jake closes his eyes and throws his head back in ecstasy when he feels Ethan's tongue glide across the head of his dick and down the shaft. He lets out a small gasp as he feels the hand that was on his dick move to his little balls and give them a gentle squeeze. With his eyes still shut, Jake moans as he starts to thrust his hips, and as he does Ethan's hands move again. This time the move behind Jake, as he places them on Jake's butt cheeks so he can squeeze them and help his brother thrust. Jake feels the familiar rising of pleasure in his body, he is getting close and he know Ethan can sense it too as he speeds up his sucking. It doesn't take long before Jake's eyes shoot open as he feels his orgams smash into him at full force. He lets out a series of grunts and moans as his hard dick spasms in his brother's mouth.
Ethan can feel this, his little brother has cum, and with that the block keeping him from cumming is removed and a whole day's worth of teasing and horniness is finally released. Pulling off of his brother's still twitching dick, he lets out a loud moan as he unloads into the already full panties. From Ethan's hard dick 10 shots of cum fire out only to be captured by his panties. He keeps cumming, more and more, his shots mixing with Luke's cum and thoroughly soaking the panties. Ethan is lost in a haze of pleasure, unable to think as he just falls over, twitching from the shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his body. By this point Jake, having come down from his high, is already pulling up his underwear and shorts as he marvels at his brother's powerful orgasm.
Neither brother has noticed, but the moment Jake's shorts were up the door opened slightly as a pair of eyes peeked in to witness Ethan in cum soaked pink panties writhing about on the floor. The door swings open as a teen enters the bathroom, dressed in a letterman jacket and matching track pants. He just smiles as Jake is the first to notice him, but Ethan is still twitching on the ground in his orgasm.
"Well, well, well," the boy says in a smug tone as he crosses his arms and smirks at the brothers, "what do we have here?"