Two little sisters explore their big brother.

For what seemed like ages, Tony kept his eyes closed as his breath came out in slow, ragged huffs. Jessie and I stood, curious, and a little afraid of being in trouble, staring up at him. Our loli eyes wide and our bodies warm against him, I'm sure if we'd been listening harder we could have heard his blood rush to his now very hard member.

"Sorry, sorry!" The two of us repeated, certain that we were in trouble, but too petrified to loosen our grips on his hot thighs.

Slowly his hands raised from his sides. He rested them on our heads, using his thumb to gently caress us as we stared up in him in wonder, the fear gone as he comforted us. "You have nothing to be sorry about, I was the one who was being bad, girls. You aren't in trouble." He said, softly, a slight blush coming across his cheeks. His eyes were slightly glazed as he looked down at us, but his noticeable arousal never lessened.

Always the outspoken one, Jessie loudly posed a question. "Does it hurt?" she asked softly, touching the side of the hard shaft lightly with the tips of her fingers. I watched her hand intently, wondering what this strange part of my brother would do. We heard our brothers breath hitch as her fingers brushed his sensitive, cut skin.

"No, Pumpkin, why would it hurt?" he asked, a smile reaching his lips as we felt him visibly relax in his amusement.

"Isn't it a bump?" She asked thoughtfully.

This took Tony a moment to answer, as he furrowed his brows to understand her child-logic. "No, it's not really a bump. It's always there."

"But I saw you in the bathroom and it wasn't like this it was smaller so it must be a bump and last time I got a bump on my head it hurt real bad and it made my head bigger so I thought that this was a bump. Does it hurt?" She said, all in one breath and without a pause. My brother and I both looked at her for a long moment, sorting through the babble.

Finally I nodded at her, understanding what she was asking before my brother could. "She means that is slollen! Like my finger when I closed it in the door! Does it hurt like that?" I asked, explaining what she meant.

Tony let out a short, soft laugh, and scooped the two of us up, something he'd always been able to do with both of us at once. He settled himself down into his arm chair with us on his lap and looked back and forth between us a few times before answering. His shaggy brown hair was hanging over his eyes in what I would later describe as a very sexy way.

"No Princess, it doesn't hurt. If you treat it right it actually feels pretty good. That's what I was doing when you snuck into my room." He said, eyeing us and starting to blush a tiny bit again. "And what Jessie was doing earlier was making it feel good too." He said, looking down at her and smiling softly.

Deciding it was my turn, I reach out and wrapped my small fingers around it, just beneath the tip. I squeezed it softly and looked up to my brother for encouragement.