It was to be on the honor system, as we couldn’t figure out how to get video documentation of so many conquests without being caught by some angry b...rd. An angry bird combined with today’s social media could quickly spell the end of our little adventure. No, the honor system and juicy details would suffice to document the journey.Danny, the youngest of our gang at twenty-three, crapped out on night one. His girlfriend of two weeks was on the rags and would not put out. His pre-planned, easy,. Was he going to cum? Was I about to bring my brother to an orgasm, here I'm my parents bedroom, with my hand? Steven's eyes flew open. He smacked my hand away from him. "STOP!" He yelled at me. "Stop it." He was shaking all over. "I don't need to be wanked by my big sister." His voice was shaking. "That," he said. "I can do on my own".There he stood. A slight sweat on his forehead. His swollen prick, only inches away from my eyes. Quivering, with a small drop of pre-cum glistening at it's tip.. 'Yes it was!' she said breathlessly. Later that year she became coy and retiring again and I instantly knew it had happened again, I waited it to for her to tell me again. This time it was far more than I was expecting. She sent me a message telling me everything. and this is what it said:'In summer i slept with someone else not just *****. He then came over to town probably in October time with his friends and i was out the same night and he stayed at mine, it wasn't planned but we had sex. “Nope, not many,” he informed me.“How long since the last one?” I inquired.I wasn’t even sure why I was going down this path. I’d only really intended to pick him up for a bit of quick relief. I wasn’t looking for, ‘The love of my life’.He looked thoughtful. “About two and a half years, I think. Something like that,” he replied.‘Damn,’ I thought. ‘That lovely cock had been going to waste for that long.’He helped me clean up after dinner.He even mopped up the spilt drink while I put his clothes.