You slipped your hand down the front of Brandon's underwear and began feeling up his little balls. you didn't get to touch balls very often, and it always surprised you how firm they were, when the rest of the sac was so squishy.
"H... Hey! What are doing?" Brandon said.
"Feeling your balls." You said, nonchalantly.
"Lucy, there's this thing called personal boundaries and..." You didn't let him finish.
"Yeah, and I don't really give a crap about them. These feel really cool." You said.
Brandon grimaced, but he didn't do anything to stop you. His small penis got slightly hard again.
"Man, these are so fun. I wish I had balls. That would be so cool, to like, be a hermaphrodite, you know?" You said, your mind aimlessly wandering.
Brandon nervously quivered now. It was fun seeing him uncomfortable like this. You moved each one of his little testicles in your hand, almost like his body parts were your toys.
"L... Lucy... please..." Brandon gasped.
You leaned your head in close.
"Don't tell me you're not enjoying getting groped by your sexy big sister." You whispered seductively in his ear.
He shuddered. His discomfort only made this even more fun. You were practically getting a sick high off of this.
"You might not know it, Shrimpy, but there are boys who would kill to be in your position right now..." You whispered.
Then Brandon snapped out of it. He pushed your hands away and stood up.
"Lucy, this is weird! You're being weird!" Brandon said.
He started to run out into the hallway, but you had him trapped. Using your weak telekinesis you slammed the door in his face. Instantly, he was knocked out cold and on the floor.
What do you do with your passed out little brother?
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