Kyle stepped into his room, and made his way over to the bed. He pulled Jeff away from his own cock (much to Jeff’s dismay) and placed him gently on the pillows before him. “Now we can have some real fun,” Kyle said with a smirk.
Jeff wriggled in anxiety when Kyle pulled a feather duster out of his nightstand, with cum visibly dried onto the ends of some feathers. “Hey Kyle,” interposed Jeff, “I’m not sure if I—”
He was cut off by Kyle blowing raspberries into his shaft, trying to garner a giggle from his brother. Jeff burst out laughing, and his cock-body squirmed around the pillow in delight. Kyle kept at it for a full minute, savoring the manly smell and ecstatic laughter of the penis before him. “How was that, little big bro?” Kyle asked, with a bright smile and a look of utter adoration on his face. Jeff’s heart, or the analog thereof in his current form, melted when he looked up.
“I loved it dude! More please!” Jeff’s inhibitions were all gone, and he was ready to have some fun with his brother.
“Okay bro, here it comes!” Kyle brought the feather duster down on Jeff and began to shake it. Jeff contorted and wiggled under the barrage of tickles, uncontrollably laughing. The pleasure of the feathers was evenly distributed across the entirety of his body, but his extra-sensitive balls pulled and moved extra-happily in response to the stimulus. Jeff noted, in the back of his mind, that he didn’t feel the normal pain of not being able to breathe because he didn’t breathe anyways. He began to stiffen up and grow longer moving less and less in spite of heavier pressure and more erratic tickling patterns from Kyle.
“Are you ready, little big bro?” Kyle said, licking his lips. Kyle would never admit it, but his favorite part of every play session with Jeff (other than knowing that his brother is having the time of his life) was getting to taste Jeff’s splooge.
Jeff managed to slip in a quick “Hahaha! Ha - yeah I - hehehe!” before he was unable to control himself. Fully hard, Jeff stood erect on the pillow by pushing himself up with his balls for just a second before he came. Hot, sticky ropes of off-white cream began to shoot out, and Kyle pulled the feathers away to make room for his open mouth. Steaming pumps of jizz landed on Kyle’s face, running from the top of his forehead to his chin, coating his nose, sticking to his eyelashes, dripping down his cheeks, and directly onto his tongue. After Jeff had unleashed at least four dozen blasts of pearly gold, he began to soften. The orgasm that shook the entirety of his being was dying down, and he was exhausted.
Kyle, on the other hand, played with his brother’s gift for a job well done. He sloshed the cum around in his mouth, let it coat his tongue and teeth, and savoured the taste for as long as he could. Using his right hand, he scraped the cum off of his face (in spite of how pretty he looked with it on) and opened up the front of his pants with the left. His hard, aching cock had been neglected this whole time and desperately needed attention. He took his brother’s cum and slicked his own member in it, masturbating furiously. Jeff looked on in amazement.
“Can I help, Kyle?” he intoned.
“No, I have this covered, bro. You just lie back and wait.” Kyle pumped with vigor, and suddenly raised himself up so that his cock was pointed straight at Jeff. With a final, loud moan, Kyle let himself go all over his brother’s tiny body. His less-impressive load paled in comparison to the prodigious output of his brother just a moment ago, but still had enough volume to coat Jeff and the pillow that he was on completely.
Jeff lost himself in the overpowering smell of his brother’s cum - he felt warm and safe in this blanket of fluid. A steady trickle of precum poured out from his head. Kyle smiled brightly as ever with a new radiance to his face (perhaps some leftover cum shining on his skin) and pulled Jeff off of the pillow. Kyle stripped naked, and got in bed, and laid himself along the length of the sheets. After pouring the rest his own semen from the soiled pillow and onto his chest, Kyle gently placed Jeff onto his breast and positioned him so that the dribble of jizz would flow into his mouth while he slept. They both dozed off to sleep from exhaustion: Kyle with a look of total bliss and Jeff with the closest approximation to a smile a cock could have.