David was a normal 13 year old boy, lost amongst the stacks of the magic shop. He originally came in to buy some tricks to show his friend but whilst browsing became lost in his thoughts at all the wonderful magic items that the shop sold. Being a little short on cash though he resorted to what a lot of young boys will at his age. Stealing!
He picked up a couple of trick playing card packs and put them in his basket but he managed to swipe in the process a little statue of a girl that lifts her skirt when you press a button, a set of magic wands that were different sizes and a plastic looking ring, all of which went into his old coat pockets. Little did he know that the ring in his pocket had fallen through a rip into the coat itself.
He paid for his cards, the old lady behind the counter unaware that he had taken anything else and with a rush of adrenaline left the shop.
Once he was home he quickly rushed to his room and examined his pilfered toys. The girl with the skirt was his favourite, he giggled away to himself as he pressed the button over and over, looking at the anatomically correct doll's nether regions, touching himself as he did. He was lost in thought (fantasy). His little 4 year old brother Michael however had just come home from a playdate and whilst putting his coat up on the hook noticed a shiny object near his shoe. The ring had fallen out of the seams and was sat looking up at him, the gem glinting in the winter sun shining in through the glass door.
"Cool!" He grabbed it up and put the ring on, smiling at his new find.
He wandered upstairs to his brothers room and peeked in, ready to show him his treasure but stopped watching his brother rubbing himself. Without thinking he pocketed the ring and entered curious.
"Whatcha doing?" Michael asked quietly tilting his head to get a better view. Immediately his brother jumped up and turned, showing his big brother penis and balls to the shocked 4 year old.
"Fuck!, Get out you little shit!" He shouted as he pulled up his trousers. "You're too young and small for this! Get out!"
With that he flew across the room shoved his brother hard and slammed the door. Michael flew into the wall, knocking the wind out of him. He ran to his room, snivelling and crying, wiping his small hands across his face.
"I'm not to young and too small I know what you were doing." He whispered to himself. He had been told by his friends older brother what 'jerking' was. He didn't understand it at all but he knew it was something you did when you were older and when you had a bigger pee pee.
He took out the ring and stared into the gem. "I'll show him, he don't know... I wish I had a big grown up pee pee. A really big one."
The ring flashed a white light into the room and he squinted away from it but didn't let go. Then came a feeling of pressure. His pee pee hurt, felt like it was being squashed and crushed. Struggling up from the pain he grabbed the side of his trousers and pants and yanked them down. There in between his legs hung a cock most men would dream of. If was thick and veined and had a slight downward curve to it, and it was big... very big. Underneath hung two balls the size of eggs, and it was hairy. He stood looking at it, his mouth open and breathing sharply. He must have been stood like this a full minute before he smiled to himself. "Yeah... a big grown up pee pee..."