Keep mentioning Emily

"You know," you say, rubbing his strong arms up and down. "I think she might have a little thing for you. I know she's got a thing for big cocks... and she told me how nice and big yours is." It's mostly a bluff, but not a completely unbelievable one. The look on Emily's face when she was talking about {bestboy1}? It was not simply one of sibling admiration.

"I-- what? Really?" James says. "You think she--" He pauses, trying to turn over the information you've just offered him in his head. "You think my sister has a thing for me?" For a second, looking at his face, you think you've made a mistake. There flashes a moment of disgust across his features, but thankfully, it goes away again just as fast. He blushes and half-smiles, looking more than a little intrigued. "Really?"

"Yeah," you say. You peel one of his hands away from his dick, and then the other. It seems that since you stepped into the shower, his previously-flaccid member has hardened. Whether it was your naked body or the talk of Emily's appreciation of his penis, you don't know and you don't really care. "Turn the water back on," you suggest, staring at his lovely penis. Emily was right; not only is it large, it's nice too, shapely with a slight upward curve to it. You could have a lot of fun with this thing.