Exclusive Story: Sisters' Dating Advice

[Cock TF, Male]

“It’s over; he flubbed it again…” A despairing sigh came from Ava as the young woman entered her room. She brushed her brown locks of hair and crossed arms beneath her large bust, doing just about everything to showcase her frustration.

“Eh, again!? Are you sure?” Sharing her room, two other girls responded with sock. The adorable twins Mia and Mya were much like their elder sister, only more petite forms of her with hair a few shades lighter. “Pssh, I’m thinking you must have been looking at the wrong guy, those glasses of yours always fail at the worst times.” Mya pouted as she stood still for her twin to style her hair.

“Nope, I’m unfortunately right. I followed him all the way from home to look at his date, he was doing good to start with, then I guess the nerves just got to him!” Ava relayed her espionage, taking a seat next to her younger siblings. Looking for comfort, she hugged Mia and invertedly crammed her head between her boobs. “It was difficult to watch, he totally scared off that chick for good. Jeez, can’t our big bro ever score a date?”

The three sisters sulked, their hearts aching for their elder brother. If any of them was to name what the perfect man was, they would all instantly answer with Jon. Though plain and a bit clumsy at times, it was undeniable that the man did everything he could to love and support his sisters, a sentiment all of them shared. Yet his greatest detriment came in the form of extreme nerves with the opposite sex. He would crumble into an anxious mess before any woman not blood related, it didn’t help that the hobbies he would inevitably move into discussing fell along the exciting topics of figurine building and coin collecting. As the years set on, not only was his need to find a partner more pressing, but also his sibling’s worry for his wellbeing, a worry that could no longer be sated by merely observing.

“Oh, forget it, he’s hopeless…” Mya sighed. “You know, since we’re the only girls he can talk to, and we already love him so much…”

“Ugh, he’s our brother, that’s gross!” Mia pulled on her twin’s braids. “All you think of is getting in his pants, perv!”

Despite Mia’s superior act, none of the sisters were above such taboo fantasies. In particular was Ava; like her brother, she was old enough to contemplate a relationship, and upon Mia’s comment, not only did she blush, but began to think up a truly outlandish plan. “’Getting in his pants’ huh? That’s a wonderful idea!” Her cheers sent the twins into confused silence. “All big bro needs is some womanly insight to guide him, so if there was a way for us to sneak with him to offer advice… We still have that tome we stole off grandma, right girls?” A smile of mischief and lust spread over Ava.

*

“Are you sure he won’t wake up, I don’t trust those weird spells…” Mia whispered nervously, her brother peacefully snoring right beside. “Oh gosh, he’s sooo cute…” To her left, Mya shared little of her worry.

“Don’t worry, girls, the sleep chant was the easy part, next is the more technical stuff.” Ava flipped through the pages of a dusty book. “He seems to be having a nice dream, err, it’s really big… down there… O-Okay then, let’s get those off!” On cue, the sisters gripped their sibling’s boxers, disrobing him with a single pull.

A tense silence filled Jon’s bedroom as his sisters stared ahead intently. Despite their lewd fantasies, none of the girls would have ever imagined to ever get intimate with the man, and yet, his erect cock now stood mere inches from their faces. It twitched and pulsed in the cool night air, beckoning for the soft touch of a woman.

“Holy crap, how is he still single?!” Mia salivated, each of her pretenses now dropped. Her twin had no time for any comments, instead whiffing furiously for the musky stench in the air.

“C-C-Calm down girls! T-This is all for Jon, let’s not go too far!” Ava stuttered, mustering all her will to not take her brother all for herself. “The absorption spell’s already cast for us, now we just have to kiss whatever part we’ll be bound to!” Ava jumped from her spot, shedding her composure in favor of animalistic lust. Wrapping her lips around her brother’s cock head, she savored the intense flavor, but before she could begin fully sucking it, the girl’s lips fused with the shaft, followed by her head, breasts, and the remainder of her body. Ava was gone, in her place now standing Jon’s cock with some added inches of girth and length, plus thick veins running along it.

“No fair, I wanted to be his cock!” Mia cried.
“Ah, it smells even better now!” Mya fawned.

Settling for seconds, the girls each suckled on one of Jon’s testes, pushing past his scraggly pubes to enjoy the soft texture of the scrotum. Like their elder before, the girls’ lips fused into the wrinkly skin, soon followed by their whole beings which were reduced to grapefruit-sized balls. Jon’s snores turned ragged; the boy assaulted by a sudden onslaught of lewd dreams where he embraced a variety of women suspiciously similar to his sisters.

Hours later, Jon awoke to immediate embarrassment upon seeing a pungent slime stained all over his sheets. He knew he’d been pent up for the last few weeks, but for it to come to this degree was shocking even to him.  Tidying up blankets, he gasped in shock once he uncovered his crotch. Waking up with a morning wood was a near-daily occurrence for the man, yet he had never seen his cock reach such a monstrous size before. With a 10-inch shaft which trembled with a life of its own, Jon wanted nothing more than to jack it until being drained.

And so he did, wrapping both hands around his boner to stroke it with the strength of a jackhammer, moaning in the pure ecstasy it brought him. Much more than all his prior masturbations, his cock now welled with pleasure grander than any one person could source, like an entire orgy was localized along his genitals where several adorable girls were groped and rubbed to their delight. An additional splash of semen made a puddle on Jon’s bedsheets, one which he could no longer be bothered to clean up. With an orgasm as intense as his, a cloud of laziness washed over, compelling him to waste the day between naps and masturbations, regardless of whatever plans he once had.

“Wait, this isn’t the time to slack off, go get yourself cleaned up!” A voice echoed inside of Jon’s mind. For whatever reason, his drained balls buzzed alongside it. “Yes, please clean up! This taste isn’t exactly good…” Another, slightly older voice said, this time buzzing his cock. As if they spoke from the very recesses of his will, Jon was compelled to follow along. After many months of being down in the dumps, he figured this was his very subconscious calling out to finally make a change.

“You should totally shave that shaggy mustache, big br—err, dude, it would make you look way more handsome!” After a brief shower, Jon was once again directed by his subconscious, orders which he followed without fault as his face was made baby smooth.

“Come on, a t-shirt and jeans are way too drab for a cutie like you! Oh, what about that button shirt our—I mean—your mom gifted you?” Jon’s balls twitched as he followed another command and picked out a stylish shirt and pants.

“Don’t walk all slouched, you gotta be confident in yourself!” A third voice was obeyed by Jon, followed by all three fawning over the neatly dressed man with a cool strut. With a final look at the mirror, Jon made his way to his retail job. What was usually a boring job full of anxieties turned into a breeze with the aid of his subconscious, which aided his way into the suave handling of customers and fun banter with coworkers.

“You know, that girl you work with has been giving you looks all day…” The oldest sounding of the voices stunned Jon during his lunch break. Looking over his shoulder, he caught a glimpse of a redhead shielding her gaze from him. Save for her ample bosom, she was quite skinny, with thick-framed glasses and orange locks flowing down to her waist. All in all, Jon immediately noticed a similarity with his elder sister.

Jon, too, averted his gaze, rising from his seat to end his lunch break. “Hey, don’t you dare run away, dummy!” A mental bark froze him stiff. “She’s already into you, so this should be super easy. Just bring her some coffee, smile and lister to her, and go hold her hand!” He did as told, shocking even himself once the redhead’s eyes turned sparkling and she was especially eager to converse with him.

“Hey, you’re really hitting it off! That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
“Ask her about her hobbies, girls love talking about that! Err, maybe leave your own hobbies for later, though.”
“Eh, she’s inviting you to her home?! No, don’t you dare chicken out! Say yes, say yes!”

Led to the redhead’s humble apartment, Jon found out she was far from the meek, innocent girl he assumed (though her months-wide longing for him was also a major factor). Rather than a coffee chat or movie viewing, the girl was swift to drag her crush into bed, wherein Jon’s years of pent-up desires overwrote whatever throughs the boy or his sister’s had, leading them all to act solely on their most carnal of instincts.

“Yes, thrust me harder, I wanna go even deeper!” Ava mewled as she was thrust into fleshy walls relentlessly squeezing her.

“Mmm, just a bit more, we’re so close!” The twins moaned as one as their insides bubbled up with a thick load ready to be erupted.

It wasn’t long before the couple orgasmed at once, Jon giving his siblings a mind-melting shock of ecstasy before collapsing. Too exhausted to move, Jon fell asleep while still inside his lover, not that his cock minded the suffocating innards.

The following morning greeted Jon with a feeling just like the ones following his regular wet dreams, yet with a drainage on his testes unlike any previous time. It took a glance to his side for him to look at his co-worker peacefully sleeping and recall yesterday’s memories. The until-recently virgin trembled in bed, all his past confidence melting away into soul-shattering anxiety.

“Hmm, bro? Are you okay?” Along with Jon, his genitals also awoke from a dreamy, euphoric slumber—though neither any time to bask in morning bliss before their owner’s squirming concerned them.

“Wait, don’t panic! It’s okay, you just gotta act cool and keep being nice for the girl! Oh, how about preparing a bedside breakfast for her?” Pushing past both shame and excitement, Jon was led through the steps to make a picturesque stack of pancakes. All that was left was for the redhead to awake, which he waited for with a desperately needed rinse of his face.

“Boy, we’ve really made a gentleman out of you, huh?”
“Fufufu, it’s what you deserve for being the best brother ever!”
“Hmph, I’ve never gotten kissed like that by him, it makes me a bit jealous…”

As his genitals shivered and cheered him on, Jon froze once he finally realized from where he recognized such bubbly tones from. “S-Sisters?!” He muttered. Foer once, the voiced in his mind didn’t respond, and while a surge of humiliation flooded his conscience, his cock also grew to full length. There was none of his arousal in the erection, however, only the conflicted lust of three depraved girls.

Hearing the ruffling of sheets past the door, Jon worked on buckling his pants. “Wait, don’t! We’re so horny, big bro, can’t you please spare us a bit of time?” Ava begged. Indeed, the man’s penis twitched aggressively, almost impossible to be ignored. Like every time before, Jon was left unable to disobey his sisters as he gripped his thick shaft.