“Well, you know he isn’t going to just agree to show us. So I think we’ll need to go grab him–you get his arms and I’ll get his legs. We can bring him in here, tie him up to the bed with those,” she calculated, pointing toward some jump-ropes and belted shower robes in Courtney’s closet, “then strip him down.”
“How are we gonna, you know, get him…hard?” Courtney asked, now fully on board with this affair, both unconcerned about violating her little brother’s personal consent and confident in their ability to overpower him.
“Judging by my experience, that won’t be a problem,” Jessica said boastfully, attributing to her sexual prowess what is really just the nature of young men, to get hard as stone by so much as a single touch or even an errant thought.
“Ok…let’s do it.”
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“Heyyyy, Jacob,” Courtney uttered softly as she opened the door to her little brother’s room. He was just where she expected him to be, sitting on his bed, controller in hand, staring into the flashing lights of his game on the little CRT TV.
“What do you want?” he asked flatly, not even taking his eyes off the screen, but leaning back and forth and sticking his tongue out a little in immersion in his game. Had he even turned his head, he might have noticed the hungry, nearly-crazed look in the girls’ eyes.
“We…just wanted…to see…if you would…” Courtney said in a staggered delivery, as she and Jessica moved deeper into the room and into the approximate positions necessary to execute their plot. “…NOW!” she yelled, she and Jessica both diving into action to grab the boy’s arms and legs. Seeing as how they caught him completely off guard, they were able to subdue his limbs with relative ease, whereas he may otherwise have known to kick and flail otherwise.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING? LET GO OF ME! I’M GONNA TELL MOM!” Jacob shouted as the girls successfully picked him up, despite his constrained flailing. He felt ridiculous and ashamed at being captured by these…*girls,* and who knows what they were going to do with him. He bet they were going to put makeup all over him, or something stupid like that. In any case, he wanted no part of this. That, however, was not up to him.
The girls giggled as they carried him across the hall, despite his struggles, into Courtney’s room. Even in the best of times, Jacob hated it in here: everything was pink and frilly and girly. Already, in the chaos, Jacob’s clothes had started to get mussed up and partially removed. His T-shirt rode up to reveal his flat, bronzed tummy and little belly button, and his jogger-style black sweats that gripped his legs so tight began to just come down at the waist enough to reveal the tops of his tight briefs. The girls, and especially Courtney, as it were, seeing this fleeting visual appetizer became all the more eager for what was to come.
They kicked the door shut behind them and forcibly positioned Jacob upright against the bunk bed, where the makeshift restraints were already fastened to the bottom and the top railing, holding his limbs tight all the while. Successfully subduing his fighting, they first pulled off his shirt, exposing his tanned torso, then managed to get poor little Jacob’s hands and feet tied tightly to the bedframe; feet on the floor and arms above his head.
“I SWEAR I’M GONNA TELL MOM! STOP! WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING??” the boy frantically wailed as he sank deeper into the realization he was totally at the girls’ mercy for whatever they had planned. He could never have predicted, though, what came next.
Jessica and Courtney, standing to either side of the subdued boy, locked eyes and nodded to one another, confirming one last time that they were going through with this. Jessica stood directly in front of Jacob, and as he looked at her with anger and confusion, reached forward, and slid her warm, soft fingers into first only the waistband of Jacob’s sweats. Horrified at whatever was taking place, he cried out again, “WHAT ARE Y– WHAT ARE YOU DOING! STOP!” Ignoring his futile commands, she pulled his tight sweats down to his ankles, revealing his cute little underwear, which, amidst it all, he was even more acutely more embarrassed about. They were ‘tightey whitey’ style briefs; white, yellow, and black, with Pokeballs printed all over them. While Courtney wasn’t surprised, Jessica giggled to herself a bit more, taken slightly aback at the incredibly childish undies this boy she was undeniably sexually attracted to–and whose penis she was about to stimulate to erection–had on. Speaking of the little organ, the girls could just see its impression under the tight patterned fabric, which only increased their sexual hunger.
Jacob continued to squirm pointlessly and indistinguishably wail as the girls admired his smooth, hairless legs and milky white upper thighs, the latter delighting them in the knowledge they were to feast on a sight not seen by even the warm summer sun. With decreasing intensity at the realization of his helplessness, he continued to fluster and wiggle around in his restraints, his cute face all the while growing more red with embarrassment. Jessica placed one hand on the boy’s waist then looked at her friend on his other side, who did the same. At the same time, they curled their petite teenage fingers around the waistband of his Pokemon undies, and gave them a firm tug downward.
“NOOOooOO! STOP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Jacob screeched, his voice breaking, as his big sister and her friend set about eliminating the last little fabric barrier between them and his boyhood. It was at this point that, somewhere in his young mind, a kindle of excitement began to ignite. His conscious mind was still horrified and embarrassed beyond measure at what was happening, but somewhere deeper, there was a fire being lit, a twisted thrill at the idea of his ‘wiener,’ as he would call it, being seen by someone other than himself–and by girls, at that. He would never consciously admit it to himself, due to his boyish misogyny, but he was also certainly attracted to Jessica, and had been for years.
Nevertheless, Jacob tried his best to push his thighs together like a vice to stall the girls’ progress in removing his briefs. As a result, their first tug pulled it down only just enough to see his totally smooth pubic area and the root of his smooth shaft, This view, limited as it was, served as blood to a shark for Courtney. She had seen a glimpse of hot young cock and she WOULD have more.
She and Jessica continued, now frantically, to pull down his underwear. With one final tug, all was revealed, as Jacob’s twisted undies finally fell down to his ankles. What was on display was, in her mind, the most amazing thing Courtney had ever seen.
To his horror, Jacob was now as naked as the day he was born; his flaccid, developing young penis on full display, with no way whatsoever to obscure it. His hairless scrotum drew tight at the open air, clinging closely to and showcasing the precious little spheres within. His soft shaft measured perhaps 2 inches or so at the moment, with the thickness of an adult’s thumb; perfectly normal for his age. As he was circumcised, his shaft was capped off with a cute little mushroom head, perfectly proportioned and just slightly wider than the rest of the organ.