Lily's Brother

It took me a while to get accustomed to my roommate's openness and unashamedness when it came to matters involving the body or sexuality.  Lily was a free spirit. I was a perpetually horny, but repressed soul. Fate put us together. At first I was taken aback when she would walk around the common areas in a tee-shirt and panties. It embarrassed me when she spoke openly about sex or masturbation.  She was never ashamed, never embarrassed, and there was no topic that was out of bounds. Eventually, I began to feel more comfortable.  I could now walk to the kitchen to get a quick cup of coffee in my underpants. I would now enjoy a wank session without worrying about making too much noise. I enjoyed the new freedom. I got home one day and Lily was talking on the phone. I didn't want to eavesdrop, but I couldn't help but overhear. "Well, you've rubbed blisters in it, you horny little bastard!", she chided. "... You've got to leave it alone for a few days. Give it a rest.  Let it heal... Surely to God you can stop jerking off for a couple of days? No? You're going to wreck it.  Use lube!" After she hung up the phone, she laughed.  "That was my little brother", she told me.  I hadn't asked. "He constantly masturbates. He can't leave it alone.  He called me up and told me that his dick's all sore and blistered, and asked me what he should do.  The problem is, he can't leave it alone long enough to let it heal, and he won't use lube." She had told me about her little brother before.  He was 18 years old and had recently graduated from High School. He had girlfriends, but his horniness knew no bounds. Then she turned to me.  "You masturbate a lot...", she started. I frowned at the comment and was about to protest. 

"Don't even try to deny it,", she intercepted. "I see all those wadded tissues in the trashcan. You're a young man. It's only natural".

I gave up trying to argue with her. "Do you use lube when you masturbate?", she asked. "No, usually not", I replied. She was aghast.  "That's so unhealthy", she said. "Your tissues there are delicate. You could damage your skin.  Desensitize your whole dick".  I made a promise to her that I would take care of my penis from now on.  I usually felt that if I patronized her, she would leave me alone. "Oh, by the way", she added, "My brother's coming to crash on our couch next week.  He's coming to visit the college. I told him he could stay with us, if that's ok". "Fine by me", I said.  I didn't think much about it.  The next day, I got home from work.  Lily was out.  I got upstairs and put my books in my bedroom.  I noticed a bottle of lube on my bedside table.  "USE THIS!", said a sticky note on the bottle.  I laughed. A couple of days later, I came home to find her brother, Steve in the apartment. Lily had made a big spaghetti dinner, and we all ate together.  He seemed like a nice enough guy.  He had been on campus all day, taking the tour and participating in activities for interested students.  After dinner he was going to check out the frat houses.  After we ate, I went out to go drinking with friends. I knew it was late when I got back home.  I tried to be as quiet as I could be when I entered.  Lily had already gone to bed, and Steve was camped out on the couch.  When I looked in the living room, I was astonished to see Steve with his pants completely off, openly jacking off.   "This family...", I thought to myself.  Apparently, Lily's observations about her brother's horniness weren't an exaggeration. The guy couldn't wait a day to get off in his own house. He didn't even go to the privacy of the bathroom.  He jacked it right there in the living room.  His pants were in a crumpled ball on the floor. He had just thrown them wherever.  He was now jacking furiously. His cock was hard and straight.  I took my eyes off his rigid penis and was turning to go up to my room when I saw that he was looking at me. He was smiling. The smile said, "Oops, I got caught".  That was it. No shame or embarrassment. Just amusement at being caught.  In fact, he didn't even stop. After acknowledging my presence, he went back to jacking hard on his dick.  I rolled my eyes and went to my bedroom. Once in there, I could detect the faint sound of Lily on the other side of the bedroom wall.  I was pretty sure that she was pleasuring herself in her own room as well.  I smilled and shook my head.  My dick had started to swell up when I saw Steve jacking like an animal down on the couch.  The noises from Lily's room got me even harder.  I looked over to the bedside table and saw the sticky note on the bottle of lube.  "USE THIS!"  I guess it was a sign. I stripped down. My dick was poking my bikini underwear out like a tent.  I slid them off and got into bed. I dutifully lubricated my penis and started stroking my now aching cock.  As I masturbated, I thought of our little group, separated but united in a common purpose of self-pleasure.  It made me a little happy as waves of pleasure swept over me.