In his room, Jeff’s brother Daniel reclined on his bed entertaining himself in the way all teenage boys do: stroking his cock. Unknown to him but all too known to Jeff, Daniel’s balls had a tiny new tenant in them: one entirely indistinguishable from the hundreds of millions of other frantic white tadpoles whipped up into a frenzy thinking they were about to get a chance at an egg, but the only one fully aware of just how much danger it was in right now.
Luckily for Jeff, this was Daniel’s second batch of the day, the first one being squirted into his fist during his morning shower. An experienced edger, Daniel may not cum at all for a day or more from now.
Unluckily for Jeff, Daniel was a very typical modern teen: addicted to pleasure, impulsive, virgin, and thoroughly bicurious to boot. Even in the very unlikely chance Daniel found a partner to play with before he unknowingly ended his brother’s existence with an orgasm, Jeff’s chances of ending up inside of a fertile womb had dropped enormously just because Daniel had a wider range of sexual interests. Even in the event he did find a fertile girl willing to take a virgin bare, Jeff knew that he could be squirted into oblivion outside of it extremely easily.
But Jeff was powerless. He could only wait and see….