Okay, I'll admit, my mother didn't cause the situation but she certainly took full advantage once it presented itself. Our family had always been very open and free. We never locked doors and often did not even close them. Glimpses of nudity were everywhere. We never thought much about it; we were family.
My parents were very loving and were not shy about showing affection in public or at home. Oftentimes when we were out as a family or getting something to eat my sister and I had to ask them if they needed a room. They would just laugh and call us jealous. At home, when they would make love, we could hear the sounds of their passion throughout the house. They were not always loud, but when they were, they were really loud.
At 21, I was still living at home while finishing college at a local school. My sister, Aria, was 19 at the time and going to cosmetology school. She wanted to be a makeup artist for movies. I always thought she should be the star or a model. She looked like a younger version of my mom. They both had long, think hair, round but not fat asses, narrow waists, and legs that went on forever.
The day that this all started began like any normal day. I had just finished my shower and was drying off when my sister barged in. The door was closed but not locked. When she came in I was startled by the commotion and frozen in place.
"Oh, SHIT!" she exclaimed. "I didn't know you were... I'll just go and use..." Her voice trailed off.
She was about to say that she would use another bathroom, but she didn't move; she just stood there and stared at me and I stared at her. It was as though time had stopped. Now this is not the first time my sister had seen me naked but in the past it was no more than a fleeting glance. She had never taken an interest in my nudity, nor I hers. But for some reason today was different.
There I was, still frozen in place, holding the towel behind my back. My arms fully extended as I was drying my back when she entered. Now I was standing there in a classic flasher pose while Aria slowly took in my whole body. I am nothing like my father. He lives in the gym and has a body like that wrestler "The Rock". Me, I am fit but I am very skinny. 6 foot 2 inches, 180 lbs.
I am not sure how long my sister stared at me but I felt as though I was unable to move my arms. Aria made the first move as she covered her mouth with her hand. All the while her eyes were fixed on my crotch. She tightened her lips and I saw her chest quake. She looked as though she was stifling a laugh. Then when she could not hold it any longer she let out a laugh and began to leave.
Before leaving the room she stopped and turned. I was still in the same position. "Pardon my ... LITTLE... intrusion," she blurted out with emphasis on 'little' as she held her thumb and index finger a quarter inch apart. I looked down to see what she was looking at, and while I am no John Holmes, I have never been accused of being small before. But as I looked down I saw that I was giving a poor example of myself as my cock was shriveled up and hanging shorter than my balls even.
"Hey, that's not fair, IT'S COLD in here!" I shouted in my defense.
"Oh, not the 'it's cold' defense. You guys always want to claim cold. You could be in a sauna and that thing would not be any bigger," she teased, still holding her thumb and index finger to signal how small I was.
Laughing, my sister turned to leave.
"Wait! I'll show you!" I was not sure what I had in mind but I did not want her to leave thinking that I was no larger than a peanut. It was already tough growing up in a house where your dad was a stud and you were as thin as a toothpick. All of my girlfriends would go on and on about how hot my dad was. This felt like the last straw. My cock was 7 Β½, sometimes 8 inches long, and it was so wide that I could barely get my fingers around it. I was proud of my cock and I was not going to let her run off and tell her little friends that I had a small cock.
"Peter, it's ok," she said in a condescending tone. "Hamsters need love too." She laughed out loud as she continued to tease, "Somebody has to be able to fuck the hamsters."
"Hamsters, huh? I'll show you hamsters! What kind of hamster can deal with this!?!" I was so mad I could not contain myself. I wanted to prove to her that she was wrong. I wanted to SHOW her that I was so much more than a hamster fucker. I don't know why it got to me so much but I dropped my towel and began to stroke my cock with vigor right there in front of my sister.
In our house we knew that everyone masturbated. Our parents had spoken to us about it since we hit puberty. We have had frank and honest family discussions about sex, but we had never seen each other doing it. We had always respected each other's privacy.
So here I was standing in front of my shocked sister as I violently pulled on my cock, trying to prove to her how large I was. It was as though I was trying to stretch it to full length instead of stroke it there.
"Peter, no, really, it's ok, I don't care to see you prove your point. Fine, you have a huge cock, just stop, ok? STOP." She tried to backtrack, realizing that she had pushed me farther than she had intended. All the while she continued her gaze on my cock.
To my horror my cock was not responding to my assault; it stayed soft and looked as though I was pulling taffy and not stroking a cock. But I could not stop. The more I stroked, the madder I got, and the madder I got, the less my cock responded, which made me stroke even harder and faster. Caught in a vicious cycle I was trapped and did not know what to do. Aria started to get nervous and continued to ask me to stop. But I insisted that I would show her what a real cock looked like. That's when I heard my mother's voice.
"WHAT THE FUβ" the words got caught in her throat.
"It was my fault, Mother," Aria replied. "I walked in on him and was making a joke and started teasing him about his little thing and then he got mad and wants to show me his size but nothing is happening." Aria began to snicker as the ridiculous nature of this situation hit her.
"But why is he abusing himself like that? What's that supposed to do?"
"I don't know, Mom, he just started pulling on it, saying that he would show me. I didn't mean to make him mad but it was so small and looked so cute that I thought it was funny."