Neet Sister Corruption

Walking out from the bathroom Jack had a towel around his head, his little dick standing rigid before him. He was thankful that it had at least stopped leaking. Between his arousal, efforts to dry his hair, and the loud porn noise from the next room he was oblivious to his surroundings. Jack's luck being what it was, it was just the right time for his mother to appear at the open door.

Anna blushed seeing her little boy in the nude, and little was right in her estimation. Even smaller than his father. Far, far from the biggest she's ever had, not that she had ever told her husband about the massive black cocks she had had before and whilst pregnant with his first child. She had been faithful ever since she found out she was pregnant, although she sometimes regretted not being able to better explore her promiscuity.

Not wanting to embarrass her little boy, after a good look, she retreated softly down the hallway before calling out to her son.

"Hey Jack!", she called, hearing him scramble around his room to make himself decent. "Dinner will be about 2 hours. Your Dad's running late and I haven't heard from Abbie."

Arriving again at his door she found him flushed, trying and failing to to seem nonchalant. He was hunched slightly forward, trying and again failing at any deception. She could clearly see the small tent in his shorts. Suppressing a giggle, she tried no to look at it.

"Honey, did you hear me?", she asked after Jack stood silently for a moment too long.

"Yeah Mum, dinner in two hours. Got it, thanks." he huffed, sweaty and somewhat short of breath. Deeply embarrassed, he tried to shift his hips to hide his stiffy better only to make it more prominent.

"Sure thing, my boy. Roast lamb and veggies tonight." she managed to say before she turned away, blushing. "Be sure to bring your appetite, you'll need it if you want to finish growing."

Anna walked away before any response from her son, she felt a heat between her legs thinking of his little dick. She hoped she hadn't raised another pervert like Helen but recognised that with such equipment he would have a hard time finding and keeping a partner.

Her mind flashed to an image of her son kneeling. First in front of a matronly figure, kissing from her toes to her crotch. Then another image, the only change was the woman replaced with a man. A big man. A black man. She pictured her little boy sucking the same black nuts that had shot cum into her pussy when she was pregnant with his eldest sister.

She banished the mental image, thinking it just the stray fantasy of a pent up housewife, and went to her bedroom hoping she could get some satisfaction from her husband tonight but settling for her fingers for the time being.

Jack was immediately relieved when his mother continued past his room. He was so worried that she would notice his shame but was sure that he'd managed to cover himself adequately. Another trial over, he sat at his computer and opened discord. Glad to see that Heather was still online, he shot her a message.

"Hey. What are you up to?" he sent, unable to think of anything clever or original.

"Just gooning, relaxing for a bit." came the response quickly.

"Gooning, what's that?" Jack inquired earnestly, hoping to develop their friendship.

"It's like edging but with no plan to cum. Just like watching porn and bringing yourself as close to orgasm as you can over and over, and over and over. The real trick is to not cum at all, the more you do it the better it feels." Heather was again quick to respond. Before adding, "Would you like to try?"

The idea sounded a bit odd to Jack, he didn't understand why you wouldn't want to cum. He responded with a tentative "Sure, why not?"

"First get yourself nice and hard," along with the text Heather sent a picture of herself cupping her modest breasts, "then start stroking."

Jack complied with the order, feeling really lucky to have a girl sending him nudes for the first time. He pulled his shorts to his ankles and started to stroke his already hard dick, his fist covering almost his entire length. Another photo came through of the woman laying on her back, bald pussy on display. He started stroking harder before a message came, "Do. Not. Cum!"

Jack had to remove his hand from his dick and breath hard to not cum. He was right on the edge and, after the teasing he had received all afternoon, was about to explode. But he was able to hold himself together, aching and leaking precum while looking at this girl's cute pussy. Another message came through with a gif of Heather shaking her tits, "Good boy!"

A jolt of pleasure ran through Jack's brain all the way to his dick as he gave a few more strokes for the new image. Immediately after, an invite to a new server came through for something called Gooner Club, which he accepted.

*

Helen sat in her room stoned and porndrunk. She was wild with pleasure, rubbing her cunt with abandon and stuffing her greedy hole with a massive black dildo. The wet shlicking sound as loud as the BBC gangbang video she had on. On another monitor she watched her brother jerking wildly as he explored her server, watching both from his webcam as well as the spycam she had hidden in his room. She could track his activity with the bug she had planted on his computer and watched him edge for a long time to the MILF category.

If only he had access to the camera hidden in their mother's ceiling fan, Jack would probably lose all control and cum immediately.. Her skirt hiked over her hips and her hand gently rubbing underneath the lacy panties Helen had secretly bought for her. She made a note to steal them before they could be washed. A treat to leave to her brother, something she hadn't thought he would earn for a long while. She came loudly to the idea, squirting a mess to pool on her chair.

Helen couldn't believe her luck, she had planned to catch him naked and influence his wanking. She could never have planned for her brother to perv on their mother, or that he would be influenced so quickly with the fake account and photoshopped pictures she had set up. He was a born loser and she was in love.

Well, in love again. Porn would always be her first love.

She needed to make him worse. To make him into the porn addicted, gooner, whiteboi she knew he should be. Her pussy throbbed. She had plans for her whole family but they started with Jack. She would twist them all into mindless gooners, dedicated to their own pleasure. Just like her.

*

"Pace yourself cutie, you don't want to cum", came the message, refocusing him from the distracting cries of pleasure coming from Helen's room. He slowed his pace and held onto the moment with maddeningly slow strokes. A perverse glee ran though his mind as he imagined his sister in the next room before his guilt at the thought caught up with him.

Jack continued to edge to the MILFs on the screen until the thought of his mother made him switch channels, and almost spill his edge again. He changed to a part of the server named 'Goon Fuel', which he found aptly named. An endless stream of porn assaulted his senses, drilling into his subconscious. For a long time this torrent of porn bored through his brain, he fell into a haze of staring and stroking. Each caption hooked into him and held him from cumming, each perfect body was fuel for his stroking, and each pump took him deeper.

"I've showed you mine, do you want to show me yours?" a message came through from Heather, along with a picture of her ass. Jack throbbed hard and squeezed to hold in his cum at the sight of it but held his composure and rode the edge for a long moment before responding.

"I'm a little embarrassed, I'm not very big." Jack replied honestly.

"Size doesn't matter," she lied, "it's how you use it. You've been edging this whole time, that must mean you know how to use it well."

"Well, I've never really used it like that. If you know what I mean..." Jack admitted, his embarrassment added to his arousal. Immediately compelled by his leaking cock, he snapped some pictures, first with his phone then a few at a wider angle from his webcam. He even bent over his chair for some pictures of his pert rear end.

He sent through one from his phone looking down at his meagre package and another from the webcam that showed off his skinny, pale body but not his face. He was ashamed of both but couldn't resist his urges any longer. Immediately after he sent his pictures he was stroking to her pictures again.

"Is that stiffy for me? I can understand why you are still a virgin." came Heather's response, sending a shiver through his cock. "It is small, but you are such a cutie, I'd tease you all day until your little white dick came all over yourself."

Heather next sent through several more pictures and a few videos of her rubbing her pussy. Bald and soaking wet, the videos had Jack edging over and over. When the thought that it reminded him of the sound of Helen's pussy came into his mind, he just kept stroking. When he remembered the smell of her drooling pussy, he just kept stroking. Even when he could hear her in the next cumming again, he just kept stroking.

Heather said goodbye for the day and implored him to not cum, promising him a reward if he could hold it until they spoke again. Jack just kept stroking. All that went through his mind was the porn on his screen and it came though his body to fuel his pumping. Never had masturbating felt so good, he felt his mind slip a little further and for a long time couldn't get it back. The only semblance of thoughts he had was to keep stroking his dick and to not cum.

Jack was entirely lost in his porn fueled reverie when he heard his mother calling for dinner. His room dark, he had completely lost track of time and was startled to find that his door was still open, hoping that no one had seen him. What he didn't know was that Helen was watching and guiding his first goon session through her alter ego. Or that his mother had walked by an hour ago, blushed when she saw her little boy stroking his pecker to mature women and had hurried past.