I wa lked over, and he held the door open for me..and he closed it behind me.We stood there in his family room, me in my capris and a t shirt, him his...breifs with his package clearly filling it out. "You were trying to get a look at my cock weren't you?" I didn't answer, I just looked away. I saw his hand move to his crotch and begin rubbing himself. "I can show you close up, right now, wanna see it?" Again, I didn't answer I just glanced from his crotch, to his face and back down. After I washed his cock and balls, I kissed him there, pulling the tip into my mouth. I really loved the feeling of his penis against my tongue and the reaction I got out of my brother. Holding his butt, I moved my face forward until I felt myself gag and stopped. The reflex subsided, but when I moved, it returned. I remembered the night I watched my parents on the glider and wondered how my mom could get my dad's entire penis in her mouth.I slowly removed my mouth from Eddie's cock, stood up. But for Jeff's family I would tap my imagination.At my house, we lit the Chanukah candles, whipped through the prayers and tore into the gifts. No sentimentality was wasted on this holiday.My gift was in a very small package. It was a sizeable gift certificate to Bloomingdale's. However thrilled I might have been, and I wasn't, it wouldn't do to show too much enthusiasm."Thank you. How thoughtful."There was no possibility whatsoever that they would suspect irony. I lacked the depth.I left as. She slid her hand up to the circumsized head, and giggled. "What's so damned funny?" I asked her. "The feeling", she said, "It's hard, yet kinda spongy." "That's the way the head is supposed to be", I told her. "Now, wrap your fingers around my dick, and stroke up and down. The skin'll stretch", I told her. Soon, she had a rhythm going, and was stroking my 7-inch cock like a little pro. Soon, I felt my orgasm coming on, so I grabbed my T-shirt, and laid it on my chest and abdomen. "Why did you.