1. A Helping Hand from an Overly-Nice s****r (Part 1)


    Date: 9/16/2017, Categories: First Time, Masturbation, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    a do-gooder, always so nice, kind, honest, and earnest, had squatted down beside me and stroked my cock until I shot off all over myself. I still just couldn't quite process it. Long story short, I'd burned my hands pretty severely, which had required extensive bandages and meant I'd be unable to use them for pretty much anything at all for weeks. Mandy had felt guilty about it, and took it upon herself to be my personal helper throughout the ordeal. Which was good because it was summer, and she was the only one home with me on most days. A week of not being able to masturbate took its toll on me, leaving me with awful blue balls and what seemed like a near-constant erection. Mandy noticed my problem, and, God bless her, my ridiculously sweet little s****r took it upon herself to take my shorts off and relieve my tension. I did feel bad; as the older sibling especially, I should not have let it happen. But damned if I hadn't needed it. And while it was happening, it had felt great. Whatever the morality of it, it had happened, was over, and couldn't change, so by the next day I did my best to chalk it up to hormones and pain killers and simply move on. The weekend passed with some minor amusements, and for her part, Mandy stayed as nice and helpful to her laid-out b*****r as ever, not seeming to avoid me at all. Monday rolled along, and again we were home alone all day, with her as my only lifeline. And it was on that Monday morning that I realized the coming complication to ...
    my plan of 'just forget about it'. Around mid-morning, my mind wandering, I got a hard-on, and my balls started to ache again. That's when it struck me. One week had been pretty torturous, and there were at least two weeks left before the bandages came off. Mandy's help hadn't solved the problem, only delayed it. I was, of course, stationed in the recliner when Mandy came in to check on me. As I heard her come in, I glanced down at myself; in the loose athletic shorts I was wearing, it was simply impossible to miss. My instinct was to cover my shame, but the pillow was on the floor next to the chair and I had no way to grab it. Mandy came up beside me as I made a useless paw at the pillow, and quickly put two and two together. &#034Oh. Uh, here, let me get that,&#034 she said, picking up the pillow and gently laying it in my lap over my crotch. The act of her covering me managed to be more embarrassing than just ignoring the hard-on in the first place. &#034Now, do you need anything?&#034 She attended to a couple of things for me. &#034Make sure you drink enough water, it's important for your burn to heal,&#034 she instructed, freshening my drink and changing the channel and TV volume for me. I hoped my erection would simply go down and I could let this latest round of embarrassment pass. &#034So how is it doing?&#034 she asked, gently touching the pillow a moment. &#034Is it still sore at all?&#034 &#034Just a little,&#034 I answered reluctantly. &#034It didn't stop aching ...
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