Disclaimer: All characters depicted in this story are nineteen or older. This story is pure fiction.
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"No way!" said Babs.
Sabrina cocked an eye at her, "I did to see Phil's penis!"
"Oh, yeah, when?"
"Last weekend he thought nobody was home so he went skinny dipping in the pool. I watched from my window. I saw it!"
"Well, if you saw it, what did it look like?"
"I don't know why they call them 'weenies', they're not anything like a weeny except they're round."
"Can I come to your room the next time he skinny dips? I'm nineteen and I've never seen one in the flesh."
"He skinny dips every Saturday. You could come over this weekend."
"Great! How is it different from a weeny, anyway?"
"Well, it's a lot bigger and it has a big purple knob on top. I got so hot watching him. I wanted to grab it!"
"Eww! That's your brother! Are you some kind of perv?"
"Wait until you see it. Then you can decide if I'm a perv or not."
Across the hall in his bedroom, Phil chuckled as he listened to the two nineteen year olds discussing his dick. That intercom system he had installed last year was the best investment he had ever made. He was an apprentice construction electrician. He made pretty good money and paid his parents monthly rent. His ears perked up when he heard Babs say, "I'll touch it if you'll touch it."
"Okay, replied Sabrina, "but we've got to do it carefully. Let's think up a suitable 'accident' that will allow both of us to squeeze it just once."
Phil listened as the two girls plotted his abuse. He knew that he would play right into their hands when the time came. He might even slip in a squeeze or two of his own. He was so happy! He had wanted to feel Babs up for the last two years. He knew he would do anything to his sister that she allowed.
Saturday afternoon found the two conspirators hiding in Sabrina's closet. They heard the bedroom door open and Phil say, "Sabrina?"
The bedroom door clicked shut and the girls crawled out of the closet. Dusting themselves off, they raced to the window. Phil was in his swimming suit standing by the chaise.
"He's got his suit on!" Babs accused.
"Wait. It won't be on long."
As they watched, Phil stretched, pulled his suit off and dived into the pool.
"Hey! I didn't get to see anything!" Babs complained.
"Be patient. You're turning into a slut."
They watched as Phil swam for about fifteen minutes. He paddled over to the ladder and slowly stepped out of the pool.
"It's not long and hard like you said it would be. It's kind of loose and floppy," whined Babs.
"Be patient. He hasn't played with it yet."
They watched in horny expectation as Phil's hand went between his legs and fondled his balls. He stroked his awakening cock and soon it was at full mast and hard as concrete.
"Wow!" said Babs. "It even has that big purple knob on the end!"
"Admit it. You want to touch it, don't you?"
