Your view lowers somewhat as you stare out from between your brother's legs. You feel a strange sort of warmth behind you and a tingle through your neck. Something very strange is going on. All of a sudden, Jordan's hands leave the sides of your head! You expect to fall to the ground and kiss the cement floor of the garage, but you're held firmly in place. You wonder what could possibly be keeping you in the air when Jordan turns to face your body and you're whipped around with him. With each step he takes closer to your headless struggling body, your chin bobs and a minute wave a pleasure radiates though you.
"Having... mmh... having fun down there, bro?" Jordan taunts. You strain yourself, craning your neck up to look at him. From this angle, it almost looks like... uh oh...
Your suspicions are confirmed, you're officially attached to Jordan's Ken-doll crotch. Congratulations, you've gone from having the biggest dick in the family to being the biggest dick in the family in no time flat.
You also notice you can't seem to control your body anymore, even though you can still feel it. It's still trying to get free, though you have no agency in what it will do when it gets its wish. Stepping over your body, your brother bends down and picks up the rapier once again.
"Jordan... did you make me your dick?" you ask, completely unsure of what emotion to feel.
"What? I think it's a fitting punishment," he says, "you stole my dick, I stole something equally important of yours."
"Your dick is as important as your head to you?"
"Well it's sure as fuck not UN-important!"
You sigh, sending a little shiver up your brother's spine. It then dawns on you, you can feel what Jordan does. And damn did that sigh feel good. You start to hum a little tune, but soon the humming becomes slightly discordant as you and your brother's soft moans of pleasure force him to his knees. You can also feel your tied-up body getting hard with your brother's junk.
"Dude... ahhh... quit it! The vibrations... oh fuck, this is so weird..." he pleads.
"It was your idea, Jordan! I sure as hell didn't stick my head between your muscular thighs- I mean... what?" you say.
Where the hell did that come from? You've always been bi, but that was so overtly homoerotic and so out of character for you...
"Bro, did you just compliment my legs?" Jordan asks, looking down at you with a puzzled expression. Meanwhile, your body would be screaming for release if it had a head, its borrowed penis throbbing like mad and betraying your true feelings. Thankfully, Jordan hasn't noticed and can't feel what you're feeling.
"I... it must have just... slipped out..." you stammer, blushing.
"Dude, do you have a thing for me?"
"Of course not, you're my brother! I think it's just being between your legs. Your scent is- I mean being attached here must be fucking with my brain or something."
Jordan blushes at the second inadvertent horny flirt you blurt out. As his dick, you can definitely feel something happening just behind your neck. It seems like Jordan has decided what to do. He stands up and...
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