Nah, that can wait, let's our powers first

Jake's chest felt tight and he couldn't focus. How did he have superpowers? Would this end as quickly as it had started? What powers did he even have exactly?

"Eric," Jake said confidently, "I bet you five bucks that I can fly by m---"

A headache started around the word "fly" and then ramped up into a totally crippling pressure. Jake's mouth felt like a bowl of glitter sticking to a moldy old popsicle stick and Jake didn't have time to wonder how he knew what that would feel like. He almost fell off his feet. The effect lasted for several seconds, but Eric and Janie didn't appear to notice.

OK, no reality revisions. Good to know.

"Eric," Jake began again, "I bet you'd feel better if you joined in on the fun. Jack off onto the kitchen floor, immediately, and we'll all laugh all of this off because it proves that we're just fucking around and don't mean it."

The siblings looked at Jake expectantly.

"Oh. Uh, and if you don't feel better I owe you $2."

Eric had his dick in his hand before Jake could even blink. Eric only looked down and focused on the task, while Janie acted like nothing had happened as she continued eating. She didn't look at her brother.

Jake absolutely did look, and he couldn't look away. His eyes popped open so wide that it hurt. "J-Janie," he stammered, trying to think of something subtle, "You're not going to... Um... Cheer my de-escalation skills here? Look how fast I settled this argument."

Janie's eyes darted over for a moment and then her whole head followed like the crack of a whip. She stared even more shamelessly than Jake had been. She was too shocked to do a cheerleader bit, or she understood that Jake only wanted her to see what he saw.

Eric came pretty fast and it did somehow lower the tension Jake felt about the morning's events, but...

"And thin! Not even like you read in stories, like, short but thick, yeah?" Janie made a little circle with her fingers and held it right above her lap. "Rock hard, you saw it too!"

Jake focused on his cotton swab as he continued to carefully remove dried cum from internal parts of the controller, which he had taken apart expertly using skills he knew he didn't possess. "I apparently didn't inspect your brother's cock as carefully as you did."

"Yes the fuck you did you lying little shit." Janie sat up straight on Eric's bed and crossed her arms under her boobs. She was back in the bikini because Jake read online that the bathrobe would create too much static electricity during electronics repairs.

"It..." Jake blushed, more from annoyance than shame. "Yes OK fuck I couldn't take my eyes off of it. Four inches max, not three, be real with me if you're going to **** me to talk about the penis of my best friend who please remember is your full biological brother. He's had girlfriends, did they... Y'know, use it?"

"That would explain why they never lasted. But I never heard anyone dying of laughter in this room, either, and I'm pretty sure I would have."

"You must have seen some guys with small parts before, right?"

"How much do you think I get around?"

"I mean, even if--"

"No, Jake, how much do you think I get around?"

"It's, well, I try not to think about it but Eric--"

Janie punched Eric's bed. She punched it hard. Jake was startled into silence. Janie stayed quiet for a few minutes and Jake finished his task. At least he assumed he finished it, since he really didn't know what his hands were doing.