Some one-on-one time?

Allison stood in the hallway for a moment. Taking a deep breath, and thinking back to what took place. She was intimately doing things with her son that no Mother should think of. But she wasn't thinking about Brian, just his cock. On her knees, nursing on it. It was unlike anything she had ever seen, and surfaced raw sexual emotions she hadn't felt in a very long time. As she took a step back towards the kitchen, her daughter had emerged in the hallway, walking slowly while doing something on her phone. Ashley looked up at her own Mother and quickly noticed she seemed a little off. "Hey Mom, good morning. You ok?" Allison cleared her throat and smiled walking past her "Good Morning sweetie. Breakfast is ready." Her tone came across as if she was distracted and thinking elsewhere. Ashley noticed the odd demeanor. As Allison walked away down the hall, Ashley glanced at Brian's door. Her Mother just came out of his room, of course to alert him to come downstairs of course. She gave a curious look....

Meanwhile, Brian stood up from his bed. His black shirt had wet stains on it from the cum splash minutes before raining over his upper body and onto his bed sheet. He pulled his shirt up and off his torso and threw into the dirty laundry hamper in the corner. He was beside himself in how much he came. He knew his Mother had to have noticed. He should be embarrassed! Shouldn't he? But his nerves naturally seemed to calm a little. A subtle feeling over him that it was ok and natural, even though it wasn't. Next came the boxers, he might as well put on fresh ones he thought to himself. He kicked them off and flung across the room as he stood up and to walk to his underwear drawer, he immediately felt the weight of his penis sway and touch his thighs as well as his sack. He slowed down and looked below at the sight he wasn't used to. "What am I going to do with this..." he asked himself out loud in a low tone. "Whatever you want to do!" his own voice said, but his mouth didn't move. It sounded like it came from a few feet to his side. As he was startled and looked over his left shoulder, he saw his full length standing mirror on his wall. His reflection looking at him, but he wasn't mirrored. His reflection facing him with a confident look and facing forward with his hands on his hips.

"What the...fuck?" he murmured to himself staring in disbelief at the mirror. This was something out of a weird sci-fi movie. His thin, pale body standing straight, with the identical penis that looked almost cartoonish on his body.

"Don't worry...I'm you. New and improved right? How cool is this! Remember when we were young, jerking off, and wishing we were bigger? I guess there was a lucky star last night huh? Pretty awesome..." his reflection smiled a cool, confident yet excitable look and slightly wiggled his hips to let it sway.

Brian stood in awe for a moment. A thousand questions rushing through his mind. He didn't know what to say or do. He tried pinching himself again. He was awake. His eyes glancing from the swaying phallus to his reflection's face. "But how? I don't get it..." As smart as Brian was, he was baffled by this. His mind felt slightly cloudy.

"Who cares!" his reflection excitedly responded. "We got it, let's have fun with it! Mom and Ash both saw it, and did you see the looks they gave?" Brian slowly nodded. He couldn't dispute that. How could he forget the looks on their faces. While his mind quickly replayed the moments, he slowly turned towards the mirror taking a few steps forward.

"The way they looked at it, like they wanted to touch it...suck on it...ugh, can you imagine how good it would feel?" the reflection teased as his hand reached over to the front and slowly picked up the hanging cock. The hand started to give it slow pumps. As he did so, the cock started to swell and thicken, but so did Brian's. Brian was standing, staring at the mirror watching his reflection touch himself, and his own cock starting to swell mirroring the size of the growing organ across from it. He felt almost trance like, lost in the obscene image before him...of himself.

Both cocks thickening and hardening in unison, as the mirrored one continued to be stroked by the teen, filling his hand. A look of comfort and arousal on the reflection's face as he continued to tease Brian. "...worshipping it, kissing it, loving it....craving it....." the words echoing in his head. His cock reaching full erection, as his skin started to mimic the stroking action of the reflection's as Brian felt like he was jerking off but not realizing his arm wasn't moving, just hanging by his side idly as his hazy mind just stared across from him.

The all-familiar sensation of arousal stemming from masturbatory touching and stroking, which he was very used to, felt so much more intense. His heart rate rose as did his breathing. His cock being stroked in time with the reflection, who was staring back at him with a slightly evil smile. The reflection's arm slowly picking up more pace. Brian's cock bobbed and 'stroked' itself back and forth faster as well, as Brian's body started sway back and forth from the rhythm. Brian falling deeper into an aroused haze. His mind visualizing new fantasies. Flashes of his sister, and playing with her big tits. His Mother nursing on his cock in the bathroom. His close friend Ally stroking him off topless in her bedroom. The hot nurse at his Doctor's office he has had a crush on since girls no longer had 'cooties', titfucking him while he sat on an office table. His mind was hyper driving new and old arousing thoughts together quickly pushing him towards an orgasmic bliss that rivaled the one he just had minutes ago before his Mother came in. "Bro, we're going to have so much fun. We can have anyone. Who can resist a cock like this? Women want it, guys wish they had it, we can be kings. You watch." His reflection was so self assured, but he spoke in a way Brian never would. His reflection was a vision that Brian's cock perpetuated in his mind. Corrupting the teen slowly.

"...feels so good Brian....." the reflection continued on with his voice's tone sounding more aroused and breathy. "...you're going to love having him....having a huge cock...". Brian's mind barely registering what his reflection was saying anymore. But the very small lucid part that was remaining in that moment, heard 'him' causing Brian's eye brows to show a slightly confused look. "Him?....OHHH FUCKKKK" and as if a switch was flipped a sudden rush of orgasmic build up hit his genitals like a tidal wave as his hips leaned out forward and his cock bobbing quickly in the ghostly stroking motion. The reflection moaned loudly as his arm stroked wildly on his fat cock, and both penises simultaneously exploded a massive load of thick white semen at the glass. A gush of cum stronger than earlier, making a wide splash on the glass. Brian couldn't move as the orgasmic sensation was so strong, he was a vessel in his cumming body for the moment. Watching his cock unload one after the other. It was easily two or three times more than the average person. It felt like it went on for minutes, but Brian's mind couldn't track time. He breath and heart rates were rapid. He started to sweat. His cock finally started to slow the spurts to a dribble leaking on his carpet. His eyes were half open as he stood half leaning with his hips and cock forward, almost as if it was holding him up from falling backwards. The cock bobbing in time with his heart rate, and slowly starting to deflate. As Brian's eyes start to open, recovering from the seemingly outer body experience, what he saw in front of him quickly took his attention. The mirror, was almost covered in semen. He couldn't hardly see his lower half of the reflection, as thick semen slowly fell down the glass. He stared in awe as his mind started to clear up. He looked at his face in the reflection, it matched his. Blinking with him in time. Breathing with him in time. The haze cleared as his breathing came back to normal. "Fuck..." looking at the mess before him on the wall, mirror, and floor. "I need to clean this up before anyone comes in..." he said to himself.

A moment later, there was a knock at the door...