"Are you playing video games or something on that?" Julie asked as she entered the kitchen where Ryan had his computer set up with headphones on. He paused his video game and minimized the window.
"No, I'm doing some research for a project."
He looked up at Julie. She was wearing skin tight, dark jeans perfectly enveloping her long legs. Her perfect figure boasted a flat stomach and large breasts, concealed by a tight black sweater. Blonde hair draped from either side of her head. Her big, round, blue eyes stared directly down at Ryan.
"For school?" she asked, genuinely curious.
"Yeah. I'm writing a paper on molecular biology. Gel electrophoresis."
Julie rolled her eyes. "Wow. Sounds thrilling," she joked. She turned to get some snacks from the cupboard. As she reached up, her sweater raised, revealing her tight abs. Ryan got a great glimpse from his vantage point. Julie was his sister Nicole's best friend for as long as he could remember. She was like a sister to Ryan, but the two always shared a bit of a flirtatious, goofy relationship. She and Nicole were both twenty three, two years older than Ryan, but they got along well enough.
"What are you guys doing down there anyways? I can hear you cracking up laughing like every two seconds," Ryan said as he closed out the gaming window he had open.
Julie leaned in the doorway connecting the living room to the kitchen, sipping a lemonade. She shrugged, "Nothing really. Looking at stupid stuff on Instagram."
Ryan nodded, pretending to get back to what he was doing on the computer.
"Come hang out. Take a break from your paper."
Ryan watched Julie as she walked away and headed for the basement. Her bubbly ass swayed flawlessly as she moved about. It was nearly impossible not to stare and even harder not to imagine what it'd be like to see her naked. Once she was out of sight, Ryan closed his eyes and squeezed his cock over his jeans. Julie always got him worked up with just about every interaction.
He shut his laptop and scurried towards the door to take Julie up on her offer. Downstairs, he found Nicole sprawled out on one side of the L-shaped couch and Julie on the other. They both were playing on their phones. Ryan took a spot leaning against the pool table. "What are you guys up to?" he asked.
Nicole didn't look up to acknowledge her little brother. The two shared a fairly amicable relationship with little to no bickering or arguing that normally came with sibling dynamics. Once Ryan turned twenty-one, he even went out and partied with Nicole and her friends a few times. Their relationship became stronger as they got older and began having the same interests.
Ryan didn't have many friends so he often tagged along with Nicole. He looked up to her and was always jealous of the active social life she commanded.
"Nothing. Bored," Nicole said, not bothering to look up from her phone. She was still wearing pajama pants even though it was two in the afternoon. The tight pants clung to her sexy legs. Her cute little feet poked out the bottom with red nail polish on her toes. Nicole's long, brown, full hair was tied in a bun. She wasn't wearing any makeup, but didn't need to as her natural beauty was stunning in its own right.
"We're laughing at Nicole's boyfriends," Julie teased. Nicole shot her a look indicating her displeasure.
"Boyfriends?" Ryan asked, pretending to be surprised. He knew Nicole was teasing his sister who had been single since high school.
"She's getting some interesting texts," Julie responded, not letting up.
"Is that right? What about?" Ryan's interest had been piqued.
"Nothing. We're not talking about this anymore." Nicole was serious. She was not enjoying the joke.
"I'm just kidding, Ninz."
'Ninz' was the nickname Ryan and Nicole's family coined for her since she was a little girl. It stuck with her, but mostly just with family and close friends like Julie.
Once it became apparent Ryan would not be let in on the joke, it became awkwardly quiet. Nicole and Julie played on their phones. Ryan stood with nothing to do, but look around listening to the music playing in the background.
Finally, Julie spoke up again. "Ryan, we need to ask you this."
Nicole looked directly at her with a serious 'stop it' look on her face. She was not having it, but Julie would not be persuaded.
"Ok?" Ryan asked.
"Have you ever sent a girl a picture of your dick?"
"Julie!" Nicole shouted.
Ryan turned red. He was completely taken aback by the sudden direct question. He didn't respond, unsure of what to say since Nicole was sitting there.
"Ryan, don't answer that. Julie, stop!"
Julie dismissed Nicole with a wave of the hand. "Oh who cares. We need a guy's perspective. Ryan, before you came down we were discussing why guys feel the need to send pictures of their dicks to girls. Especially when they're not exactly good pictures."
Nicole stared into her phone, showing no interest in partaking in the conversation about penises with her brother in the room.
"And how did this start?" Ryan asked, awkwardly forcing a fake laugh.
"Your sister made out with a boy the other night at the club." Julie looked at Nicole as she told the story. Nicole had all but given up on trying to stop her. She stared into her phone, propping her head up with her hand. "He was kinda cute, to be honest," Julie continued.
"Anyways, couple days later he starts sending her these texts. Like rapid fire. So we open them up and then, boom. Dick."
"He sent a dick pic?" Ryan asked, using the preferred vernacular.
"Not one. He sent like twelve! All different angles and states of... arousal, should we say." Julie burst out laughing, covering her mouth in doing so. "It was ridiculous!"
"So I take it you guys were not impressed by this," Ryan said, feeling a bit more comfortable. Nicole had yet to respond, not interested in encouraging Julie to continue.
"No! It was gross. It wasn't even a nice dick!" Julie responded. "If you're gonna send an unsolicited dick pic, at least make it a good one."
"What's a good dick pic though?" Ryan asked. He loved the topic, especially with the gorgeous Julie leading the discussion.
"Well for starters it can't look like a cheese curl!"
Finally, Nicole burst out laughing. She couldn't stand by any longer. It was truthfully hilarious to her, but she was trying hard not to discuss in front of her brother. Ultimately deciding it was harmless enough.
"A cheese curl? C'mon."
"Yes. Ninz, show him."
Nicole took a moment to pull the picture up, before tossing her phone to Ryan. She nearly missed, but Ryan was quick to reach out and catch it before it landed on the ground. "Whoa, good catch," Julie commented.
Ryan took one look at the phone, before bursting out laughing, placing his hand on his forehead. "Ok, I get it now," he said, shaking his head while taking another quick look. He then passed the phone back.
"The thing is like three inches. Why would you send that to someone?!" Julie asked, rhetorically. "If you're gonna send a dick pic, make sure you're packin' a big one. Sheesh!"
"So I guess this dude's not getting a text back?"
Nicole shrugged. "Meh. I dunno. He was a good kisser."
"A good kisser. With a tiny dick. But a good kisser," Julie teased. She turned to Ryan. "You didn't answer though. Have you sent any dick pics before?"
"Julie, stop!" pleaded Nicole, but Julie ignored her. "Well?" she asked Ryan.
Ryan blushed and shook his head. "I can't say that I have, no."
Julie frowned. "Aww, is it because you have a cheese curl?" she said in a fake whiny voice.
"Definitely not a cheese curl, no." Ryan shook his head.
"I can't believe we're discussing this. I need to leave the room," Nicole said, but she didn't make any attempt to get up.
"Oh yeah? How many of Nicole's new friend's ding-a-ling would you say yours is?"
"How many? I have no idea." Ryan was becoming more and more uncomfortable. But he loved how open and forthcoming Julie was being. It was also having an effect on him physically, as he started to grow underneath his pants.
"I bet you're big. You have big hands and big feet," said Julie, never one to beat around the bush.
"Oh my God, Julie. We are not discussing this right now!" Nicole glared at her. She had had enough of this risque conversation about her brother.
"It's not such a big deal," Julie argued. "I've seen Ryan's bulge before. Christ, I've known him over fifteen years now."
Nicole crouched up in a ball and stared down at her phone, pretending to be withdrawn from the conversation. Julie, feeling content that Nicole had held back, resumed her questioning. Ryan was still leaning against the pool table, hands in his pockets. He formed two fists with his hands, pressing his jeans out as far as they would go. It was all in an attempt to hide the growing tent.
"Is yours big?" she asked, as she glanced down at his crotch area.
The head of his penis was nearly visible as he struggled to contain his expanding erection. Ryan had little experience with the opposite sex. He had only two meaningful girlfriends. But even in his limited experience, he learned from girls that he was most definitely above average in the size department. He was also no stranger to internet porn where he frequently would come to the conclusion he was bigger than most of the men in the videos he watched.
