Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. A Welcome Interruption - t/b, ped I heard a light knock on the door to my bedroom, causing me to jump a bit, hurriedly throwing the sheet over my naked erection. A drop of precum smeared against the sheet as it draped over the tip of my throbbing pricklet, making me wince against the feeling of the thickly slick liquid. I looked up in fright and surprise as my youngest little brother, 7 years old, walked into the room, rubbing his eyes and sniffling a little bit. Being 13, I got easily annoyed and it wasn't hard to hear the dissatisfaction at having my orgasm delayed by his intrusion. "What do you want, Lucas?" I sighed while rolling my eyes, still pulling the rest of the comforter over my erection, which was still noticeable to those who cared to look. Instead of answering, the little boy climbed up on my bed in his pajamas, still sobbing a bit. The little boy did look like an angel despite, or maybe because of, how boyish he was. His eye-length brown hair was tousled all over and his clothes were wrinkled from sleep, his white socks scrunched down at differential heights, one of them hanging a little loosely off his foot, flopping a tiny bit as he walked. He sat down on his knees on my bed, his pajama bottoms scrunched up, revealing the smooth skin of his lower legs, which started to stir certain feelings in me. I grinned, thinking about all the things I could do to him... such an easy target. "I had a bad dream..." the boy began, his tears starting anew. I quickly shushed my brother and pulled him closer to me, slightly surprising him as I hugged little Lucas, something I never usually did. "There there, don't worry... It's all gone now, you're safe with me," I reassured him, rubbing his back a little bit. I felt more than saw him nod, squeaking out his last sob before he pulled back and smiled at me. "I know; it just scared me a little," he said, becoming a "big boy" and getting over it quickly. He finally yawned and only kept his eyes open halfway, smiling dreamily as I reached up and ruffled his hair. "You wanna watch me play Grand Theft Auto again? You can't tell mom though..." I said quietly, snickering a bit and leaning my face down to my brother. The little cutie giggled and cover his mouth with his hands in response. "That's what I thought... Come 'ere," I said and motioned for him to sit in front of me. My little brother crawled over to me on my bed, finally sitting in front of me, facing towards the screen. I HAD been playing GTA, but I paused the game so I could "take care of some business". It looked like it was a good thing that I didn't polish myself off faster than I usually did. Lucas folded his still-revealed legs and socked feet under him, sitting cross-legged as I reached around him and held the controller in his lap. I grinned behind his head, smelling the sweet melon-flavored shampoo he used every morning mixed with the scent of a young boy as I pulled the controller against his groin, his tight pajama pants already emphasizing the area. He didn't seem to notice, so I pulled the plastic controller a bit tighter against his tender little dickie, feeling it rub against my fingers lightly on the peripheral of the controller. Leaking out a bit more precum onto my sheet from feeling the slightly-squishy young flesh of my brother against the plastic, I unpaused the game and resumed my playing. I got into one of the cars on the sidewalk in the game, getting behind the wheel and taking off. Hugging my little brother with the giddy feeling of sexual anticipation coursing through my veins, I pulled the controller against his little weewee again, rubbing the area a bit with the bottom of my hand. Lucas giggled at my deeds as I bumped up onto the sidewalk, hitting a couple of pedestrians to the delight of my brother. The controller came to life in my hands, vibrating a tiny bit with each bump, directly against the little boy's soft dickie. Lucas shifted a little bit between my legs, pulling slightly away from it. I thought I caught a hint of color kiss his cheeks. I shook the controller in my hands like I was frustrated, bringing it back against my little brother's crotch, making sure to hit more objects in the game, causing the controller to vibrate even more. A small moan escaped Lucas' lips after Niko got ejected from the car, a police car nudging him into a vehicle-stopper blockade. The controller vibrated wildly against his tender dickie as I got into a firefight, pumping round after round into the police as I ran. I smiled as I saw the vibrations working their magic. A small tent had formed in Lucas' pajama bottoms, the little boy's erection rubbing slightly against the vibrating controller. Lucas started to shiver and shudder in my grip, moaning a little bit before catching himself and biting his lip to stifle any futher sound as I rubbed the bottom of my hand against the stiff pricklet in his pajamas. Finally, my little brother had the nerve to speak up. "Umm... Can you move... the controller?" Lucas asked, pulling slightly away from my hands and the controller. I paused the game, feeling the "now-or-never" moment at hand. Replacing the controller with my own fingers, I swirled my fingertips around my little brother's tiny hard-on through his pajama pants. I watched his eyes go wide as he felt the first direct touches to his immature cocklet send the first sexual tickles he'd ever felt throughout his body. "But... you like this don't you?" I said, taking my pointer finger and rubbing just the underside of Lucas' little erection, petting my brother's member through his thin pants. My brother looked down in absolute shock at what I was doing, his mouth and eyes wide open before the sensation hit him again and he shuddered before moaning. "Unnhh... What are you d-doing to me?" Lucas stammered, lightly rocking his hips in time with my petting. Instead of responding, I grabbed around his dickie with my fingers, rubbing his erection through his pants some more as I snuck my other hand around his belly and under the hem of his night-shirt. His skin raised in goosebumps as I dragged my fingertips along his tummy, slipping them up and around his young chest. I felt the last vestiges of babyfat around his chest as I rubbed lightly on my brother's nipple, the sensitive child groaning as I did so, wiggling against me a little bit. Quickly growing hard under my rolling, I continued rubbing each nipple as I slipped my hand down the waistband of my brother's pajamas. "Davey! S-S-Stop it!! You're not s'posed... unnnnh... to touch... thaaaaaa..." Lucas began, already losing himself to the tickles as I rubbed against his smooth skin, sneaking underneath the loose pair of briefs he wore. My fingers wrapped around the base of his little dickie, tugging lightly along his short length as I pleased my young brother, my cock dripping precum liberally as I humped my own sheets. "There's something wrong, I'm... Unnhhh..." my brother moaned hotly as I felt his dickie begin to twitch. I sped up my strokes, sliding faster along the smooth length of his tiny dickie, lightly rubbing each nipple to heighten the sensation. "Don't worry Lukey..." I said, whispering into his ear, "It's supposed to happen; just let it go." He bucked again, not able to hold it back any longer. "Davey! It's... AHHH!!!" my brother squealed, thrusting his hips against my hand powerfully. Lucas' hard-on pulsed quickly in my stroking fingers, wave after wave of pleasure rocking my brother's entire little body. Splurts of immature milk dribbled out, the young cum still watery and clear, splashing against the inside of his briefs and leaking through to the pajamas above them. He gritted his teeth against the powerful explosion of orgasmic tickles, his back arching in pleasure as I finally slowed down my strokes, letting Lucas collapse into a heaving, panting mess in my arms. Even though I was only humping air, the act of teasing my little brother to his climax was enough to push me over the edge. My own milk splattered against the sheets covering me, my thicker milk leaving a gooey mess on my bed as it dribbled down my naked cocklet. I moaned hotly into my brother's ear as the last wave of pleasure hit me, the spasms leaving me be until next time I was horny. "Did you like that?" I asked Lucas, looking down with a grin at the postcoital little boy. He nodded wearily and with half-lidded eyes. "I think I want to sleep in your bed tonight..." my little brother said with a small smile teasing the corners of his mouth.