A Bully's Transformation - Pt. 04

Chapter 4

Billy had a restless sleep and woke up tired when the alarm buzzed. He went to take a shower before everyone else and as he undressed, seeing his tiny dick in the mirror, memories of the day before came flooding back. He touched his dick and tried to get an erection without success although the sensation still felt good. He shook it off, showered and brushed his teeth. Wrapping the towel around him he left the bedroom to head back to his room and get dressed. As he passed Jake's room the door was now open, and Jake was lying in bed, smiling at his brother. He was propped up with the covers up to his torso and a large tent hiding his morning wood. Billy stopped and looked on as Jake shook his cock under the covers and looked at Billy with an inviting smile.

Billy rolled his eyes in mock annoyance but inside was thrilled to enter his brother's room and close the door. He walked to the bedside as Jake kicked the covers off revealing his fully naked body and raging hard-on.

"Wanna have another go, Baby?" Jake asked. "My morning load is always the biggest and feels the best."

Billy nodded and Jake swung his legs around off the bed leaving them open with full access. Billy knelt as before but this time, Jake's cock was so hard it extended up his torso rigid and in need of release. Cum dripped profusely from the head filling Billy's nostrils and causing him to flush as he felt warm. Reaching up and gripping his brother's dick he brought it down some so he could stroke it freely. He could feel the tension as the rigid shaft resisted being pulled away from the body and Billy watched fluid drip down the frenulum onto his thumb. The head was almost purple and covered in precum. As he had done last night he bent down and licked the head clean filling his mouth with his brother's flavor. He licked it from his thumb, then from his brother's muscled stomach where it dripped down towards the base of his dick.

"Hungry, Baby? Jake teased in a deep graveled moan.

Returning to the task at hand Billy looked up at his brother who was again moaning with his head rocked back. Billy stroked the large cock which felt bigger than he remembered. He continued to feel warm, almost like he was coming down with a fever as he worked his brother's dick. More cum dripped as Billy worked the pole back and forth and he brought his tongue down to lap it up. This happened several more times quickly, so Billy took to just keeping his tongue there to collect it while he stroked.

"I wish I could let you do this all morning because it feels really good, Baby," Jake complimented him. "Keep licking it like that cause I'm about to let loose."

Pulling his mouth closer to avoid any mess on his face, he closed his mouth around the head of Jake's cock and continued licking the frenulum. Several more strokes and Jake gripped the back of his head hard with both hands and held him place while he ejaculated in his brother's mouth. He filled it instantly and forcing the next several explosions down his throat and some out of his nostrils. He could feel it travel up the shaft quickly each time under his thumbs. The shaft itself flexed hard and deposited the thick, musky load into Billly's mouth.

"Oh fuck," Jake groaned between his teeth. "Your fucking lips feel great, Baby."

He continued pumping and pulsing cum into Billy's mouth for about half a minute as a feeling of relief washed over him. He no longer felt warm, but his mouth and tongue tingled with sensation from the copious amount of his brother's cum now filling it to capacity. He wasn't sure why it was different to get his brother's cum directly, but he knew going forward that this is how he preferred it. His whole mouth, tongue and throat tingled as he pulled away from the shaft showing his full mouth to his brother in a natural act of submission. He closed his mouth and swallowed it with a soft moan, then licked and sucked the head of his brother's dick clean again.

Jake brushed Billy's hair playfully and smiled down at him before standing to go shower. Billy sat back and watched as his brother left him there to recover. He stood and quickly went to his room closing the door behind him. He laid in bed and stroked his half-hard cock while he still had the flavor of his brother's cum in his mouth. He thought about the sensation of opening his mouth wide to fit his brother's dick inside and wondered if he would let him suck it next time. Imagining giving Jake a blow job sent him right to finish. The thought of him filling his mouth with cock and sucking up and down on it had Billy in a fever dream within seconds causing him to shoot his load into his hand with more force and volume that he had done all day yesterday. As before he licked the cum from his hand appreciating the taste and texture difference from his brother.

He dressed for school and went to the kitchen to start breakfast for his family. Over the past couple years, he discovered he liked to cook, and breakfast was the easiest meal to pull together. Putting sausage in the air fryer and starting coffee, he warmed up the frying pan for eggs. As usual his dad stepped out before getting ready for work to get coffee and came up the oven behind Billy. With a hand on the small of Billy's back his father pulled him into a side embrace sliding his hand up to his neck. Billy leaned into the affection move that he rarely received, then turned his head up to peak at his dad.

"What?" his dad asked defensively. "A father can't appreciate his son's efforts?"

"No," Billy said turning back to the pan. "It's just a bit different lately, I guess."

"Well, I guess I just want to show my appreciation for all you do, Honey Pie," John said leaning down and kissing his son on the head.

"Gosh, Dad," Billy blushed. "You make me feel like Mom sometimes."

"What's wrong with that?" John asked. "She was a great wife. Not a very good mom to leave her kids behind for some fat cat, but she knew how to take care of me," he paused. ".. and the house and all."

"Well, no worries, Dad," Billy replied. "I'll take care of the house," he paused now. ".. and you too."

John turned Billy to him for a hug and bent down kissing him on the head again. Billy left the spatula in pan and turned into the embrace feeling his dad's body against his. His head was against his upper chest and the soft curve of his slight pouch pressed into his own chest and torso. Below that Billy could feel the half-hard erection of his father's dick pressing into his own belly and realized his dad was pressing it against him. He heard his dad moan quietly as they embraced and he felt the longing for his father burn inside him. He always wanted more of his father's attention but hadn't figured this would be how he could get it. He thought back over the recent months to his father's antics and could see them now as flirting almost like he would with his mother. The touches and teasing he would do in jest could absolutely be construed as flat-out flirting. And now his father was nearly grinding his cock against him, and Billy wanted more. He wanted to drop to his knees and suck his father's dick as he thought about doing for Jake this morning. He wanted to stroke it, lick it and taste his father's cum just as he had his brother's.

"That's why you're my Honey Pie," John said pulling Billy from his revere as he them apart.

Billy glanced down to see his father's hard turgid shaft pressed up against his abdomen and poking out the top of his boxers. It was leaking cum, and Billy could smell it right away. He shook his head and returned to breakfast as his father resumed the task of preparing his coffee. He took his coffee and went to his bedroom to get ready for work as Billy tried to refocus. He looked down at his t-shirt and noticed the wet spot left behind by his father. He brought the shirt to his nose and breathed in the scent of his father's cum then darted his tongue out to taste. Realizing it was too little to really get an idea of his flavor, he tucked everything back and resumed with the eggs.

His brother came out, fully dressed for work and came to his brother's side leaning in as his father had before him.

"How you doing, Baby?" Jake asked in a joyful tone. "Got some eggs for me or do I need to make another deposit?"

Billy jabbed him playfully as he flipped the eggs on a plate and pushed two pieces of toast down. Jake grabbed a couple sausage patties from the fryer and waited to butter his toast. Billy turned and watched his brother with a different demeanor than he had in the past. He wondered why the sudden or maybe gradual feelings had come to the forefront now. He had no explanation for this recent change in affection from his siblings and father. Flipping the next two eggs as his brother went to the table, his father came out now dressed and ready for work. He plated two sausage patties, started two pieces of toast and flipped the eggs onto the plate. His dad refilled the coffee and sat down with Jake to begin breakfast. Billy mixed up scrambled eggs for him and his sister and put in some more toast behind his father's.

As Billy worked an easy rhythm between the stove and the table, his sister appeared, her hair pulled hastily into a ponytail and her face still soft with sleep. She slid into the chair beside their father, offering a quiet greeting to the room. Billy handed her the scrambled eggs he'd prepared, watching as she smiled faintly and reached for the toast. For a moment, the kitchen seemed to hum, a simple harmony of sounds, clinking plates, the scrape of butter knives, the low murmur of conversation. Billy's thoughts drifted again, tracing the invisible lines of connection weaving through the morning routine. The glow of familial warmth, faint but persistent, seemed to settle over them, and he felt a quiet contentment, realizing that, for now, everything felt just as it should.

He continued his daydream as they ate breakfast together wondering how his father would react if he saw what Billy did this morning. His silence felt deafening in his own head, and he tried to interject with comments or grunts to avoid drawing attention. His sister caught his eye, and he instantly felt scrutinized and exposed. The flush warmed his face, and he quickly finished his breakfast and went to rinse his dish. His brother and father finished as well and brought their dishes to the sink before heading out.

"Thanks for the breakfast, Babe," Jake said as he pinched Billy's ass causing him to jump.

"Delicious as usual, Honey Pie," John said as he went to refill his coffee. Before leaving he hugged Billy from behind and made a point of grinding into him briefly again.

Now alone in the kitchen with his sister he quietly loaded the dishwasher and glanced over at his sister. She was leaning back and drinking her coffee with her continued scrutiny.

"You know brother," she started in an observational tone. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you like all that teasing from Jake and Dad. I assumed it still drove you crazy but watching you lately I think you like the attention or something."

"Maybe, I've just gotten used to it now," Billy replied while retrieving her dishes to rinse. "I guess it doesn't really bother me too much."

"No," she continued cocking her head to the side with a twisty smile that made it seem like she was really thinking about it. "I think you really like it. Maybe even crave it. I mean Dad talks to you like he did Mom, and you just soak it up. Jake talks to you like you're his latest lay trying to get in his pants again."

Billy shrugged as he wiped down the sink and table feeling vulnerable by his sister's comments. Mary moved her cup and pulled Billy into her lap while peeking her face around to watch him blush.

"It's been a while since we were close. I'm surprised I didn't pick up on this sooner," Mary continued as she squeezed Billy to her body. "I still love you, Brother. Do you miss me that much that you have to get attention from Dad and Jake?"

Billy wiggled a little to escape his sister's grip but then settled into her once familiar embrace. They had played often when they were younger, and Mary often held Billy like a baby and cooed to him like their mother used to do. Billy had missed the attention severely when Mary went off chasing boys and working. In recent years the only real affection Billy got was from his dad and this motherly attention was comforting even though it was his sister. She had filled that role somewhat years ago after their mom left and it felt nice now while he struggled with the shame roiling around inside his mind. He sighed deeply and sank into his sister, feeling her soft arms around him and her warm breath on his neck.

"You really do miss me, huh?" she said softly in his ear. "I know I already said this, but if you had a girlfriend, you wouldn't need me so much. Maybe that's why you don't have a girlfriend? You're afraid you won't need me anymore?"

"I do miss you, Sister," Billy said as he basked in her affection. "But I think I'm just not popular with the girls," he said a bit melodramatically.

"Why do you think that is, Brother?" she asked genuinely. "Seriously?"

"Well, I'm not athletic, I'm only good at math, and I have literally no friends at all," Billy said all at once.

"I was thinking it had to do with little Billy," Mary teased and squeezed for his dick.

Billy jumped suddenly from her lap and turned to her in exasperation. "Gosh, Mary!" he exclaimed, "I'm freaking out this week. I don't need to be teased about my dick size!"

Mary stood and came to him in a calm approach, "Hey, hey. Sorry. I didn't know it was a sensitive subject. You used to let me tease you all the time. Besides it's not really that small," she tried to reassure him. "It just seems that way because of Jake and Dads are so damn big they fall out of their shorts."

"Well, something is going on with mine now," Billy replied as he calmed down. "I think mine is shrinking or something," he mumbled quietly.

"I just saw you last week in the shower," Mary said. "You were going at it, and it looked the same size to me."

"What?!" Billy exclaimed again. "Are you spying on me now? Sheesh!"

"I was just curious, and I like to watch you guys when you don't know I'm watching," she said matter-of-factly. "Let me see it," she said after a pause.

"What?!" Billy exclaimed yet again.

"Let me see it," she said again. "You used to let me see it. What's the difference?"

"I told you; I'm embarrassed!" Billy replied. "It's shrinking and it won't get all the way hard."

"Pleeeeeease," she begged. "You know I like to see it and I won't tease you. Unless you want me to. I'll let you touch my boobs to see if you can get it hard," she urged further.

"You're such a weirdo," Billy said moments before relenting.

He undid his belt and pants and opened them up to reveal his one-inch dick to his sister. She shook with anticipation, then dropped to her knees in front of Billy. He looked at his sister as she took over and reached out to lift his little dick up moving it side to side. Smiling she bit her bottom lip as she continued manipulating his dick and balls.

"Does it get bigger if you get hard?" she asked in almost academic interest.

"Not much," Billy answered.

"Can I try to get it hard?" Mary asked in her continued fascination. "It's so cute. I love it."

"What do you mean you love it?" Billy asked confused. "It's too small to do anything with," he said.

"Well, not in the traditional sense like you boys wish all the time," she explained. "Some girls like to have different fun. Do you remember your friend, Mark? He had a small one, too. Not this small, but even hard it was only two inches," she told Billy while playing with his soft dick. "I used to tease him all the time about it," she continued. "Then I'd jerk him off like this and make him lick it from my hand."

Billy was surprised by the revelation about his old friend and somewhat excited thinking about eating his own cum as he had over the past 24 hours.

"Let's see if we can get little Billy excited," Mary suggested and leaned in to take Billy's now half-hard dick in her mouth.

The feeling of having Mary's mouth on his dick took him by surprise to say the least, but he watched and moaned out loud at the sensation of his sister sucking his dick. He could feel her tongue swirling around and licking his balls. He wasn't hard or even long enough for her to demonstrate her skills with dick, but she used her tongue to stroke his dick in her mouth. With her thumb and finger pressed against the base she sucked eagerly while looking up at her brother. The look on her face was almost sinister to Billy, but the sensations she gave him with her mouth and tongue were out of this world. He had never felt anything like the soft warmth of a wet mouth on his dick. He sometimes masturbated with his sister's silk underwear, but now she wears thongs and there's not enough material.

He was surprised that he was feeling close to orgasm as he had just done it himself earlier in the morning. His sister opened her mouth and stroked his now slobbery wet dick on her tongue while watching him. His dick looked so tiny in her fingers and on her extended tongue Billy felt humiliated. If he didn't know that his sister really cared about him, he'd assume she was just teasing him with her antics. Another minute of fast, short strokes and a lot of tongue play sent Billy over as he looked at her now in desperate need. He grunted softly as he dribbled on her tongue. Having already released earlier in the morning, he only had a few spurts before finishing.

"Wow," Billy said exhaling and looking on as his sister licked his small dick one more time, then stood putting her arms around him.

"Now 'or da 'un 'art," she mumbled leaning forward to kiss her brother deeply.

She pushed her tongue in his mouth and swirled it around with him, both moaning excitedly. They kissed like this exchanging Billy's cum for several minutes. Billy had grown accustomed to his taste at this point but the added excitement of kissing his sister while doing so thrilled him.

"Now wasn't that fun?" Mary asked after the kiss.

"Yes," Billy answered smiling. "Very!"

"I'm surprised you didn't hesitate to kiss me," she said with a questioning look.

"Uh," Billy looked back at his sister, "That's part of what I was talking about earlier," he explained. "I'll tell you more later. It's been a crazy 24 hours."

"Oooo," Mary said raising her eyebrows. "Intrigue."

They separated and Billy got his stuff together to head to school while Mary went to shower and get on with her day.