The afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the schoolyard as the final bell rang out, sending a flock of students scattering like a swarm of disturbed bees. Two 18-year-old figures emerged from the bustling crowd: Fanny, with her auburn hair tied back in a neat ponytail, and her best friend, Gabi, whose laughter was as infectious as the latest pop song. They wove their way through the sea of backpacks and chatter, their conversation a gentle murmur against the sound of teenage voices.

At 19 years old, in the quiet solitude of his room, Liam’s eyes were glued to the computer screen, his hand moving rhythmically in his pants. A scene from his favorite hentai played out before him: a voluptuous anime goddess with a penchant for giving foot jobs had a hapless male character at her mercy. His heart raced, and his breath grew shallower as the animated figure on the screen brought him closer to the brink of pleasure. The curtains fluttered gently in the breeze from the open window, offering a stark contrast to the heated scene unfolding within.

Fanny and Gabi, their school bags slung over their shoulders, strolled along the sidewalk that ran parallel to Liam’s house, the scent of freshly cut grass tickling their nostrils. They giggled and whispered about their latest crushes, their laughter a symphony of innocence and youth. The sun kissed their skin as they approached the familiar window where Liam was lost in his private reverie. They had no idea of the intimate dance his hand was performing, or the vivid images playing out in his mind.

Inside, Liam’s gaze was riveted to the screen as the anime girl’s foot slid up and down the male character’s throbbing shaft. His eyes were half-closed, and his cheeks were flushed, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The room was a cocoon of silence, broken only by the soft rustle of fabric as he worked himself over. The curtains whispered their secrets to the world outside, fluttering in time with the rhythm of his strokes.

Gabi, her eyes sharper than a hawk’s, caught the flicker of movement in the corner of her vision. She craned her neck, squinting through the sunlit haze, and spotted Liam’s silhouette in the second-story window. Her smile froze on her lips as she took in the scene playing out before her. Her cheeks grew hot, and she swallowed hard, feeling a sudden intrusion into his private world. Fanny, lost in her thoughts, continued chattering away, blissfully unaware of the silent revelation unfolding beside her.

Liam, lost in the throes of his passion, didn’t notice the two figures approaching the window. His hand moved faster, the tension in his body coiling tighter with every stroke. The anime goddess on the screen was a blur of color and motion, her eyes sparkling with a lust that seemed all too real in the dim light of his room. The air grew thick with the scent of sweat and desire, and the world outside seemed to fade away into nothingness.

Gabi’s giggle was a soft explosion of sound that pierced the stillness of the afternoon. Fanny’s eyes widened as she followed Gabi’s line of sight up to the window. Her cheeks grew hot, and she felt a peculiar mix of embarrassment and curiosity. She knew Liam was up there, but she had never seen him like this before. Her mouth fell open slightly as she took in the sight of her brother’s silhouette, the unmistakable rhythm of his movements giving away his secret.

“Oh my god,” she whispered, her eyes flicking to the screen, then back to Liam, and finally to Gabi, whose smirk had grown into a full-blown grin.

Gabi leaned closer to the glass, her nose almost touching it, her eyes glinting with mischief. “Look at that,” she giggled, pointing at the screen. “He’s really going to town, isn’t he?”

Fanny’s cheeks burned as she stole a glance at Liam’s computer screen. The anime character had an exaggeratedly large penis, bobbing in the face of a smaller, less confident character. Her gaze darted back to her brother’s silhouette, and she couldn’t help but make the comparison. Despite her embarrassment, she felt a strange twinge of pity for his predicament. He was so caught up in his fantasy, so utterly oblivious to their presence, that she almost didn’t have the heart to tell him they were watching.

Gabi, on the other hand, had no such reservations. She leaned closer to the window, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Look at him,” she whispered to Fanny, her voice barely containing her laughter. “It’s like he’s trying to compensate for something.”

Fanny’s eyes narrowed, and she felt a smug satisfaction as she took in Liam’s pathetic display. It was no secret that her brother had always been a bit of a loner, never quite meeting the social standards of their school. And now, here he was, in the most vulnerable of moments, revealing his inadequacy in the most literal way possible.

“It’s so sad,” Gabi said, her voice laden with mock sympathy. “He’ll never get a real girl with that tiny thing.”

Fanny bit her lip to keep from laughing out loud, her eyes still glued to the window. She felt a strange mix of embarrassment and superiority as she watched Liam’s frantic movements. It was as if she had caught a glimpse of his deepest, darkest secret, and it was one that only she and Gabi shared. The power of the moment was not lost on her.

“Yeah, it’s like he’s trying to make up for something,” Fanny agreed, her voice low and filled with spiteful amusement. “I can’t believe he thinks that’s going to do anything for him.”

Gabi’s laugh was a bubbly sound that seemed to echo through the quiet neighborhood. “Maybe he thinks if he practices enough, he’ll grow into it,” she suggested, her voice a conspiratorial whisper.

Fanny couldn’t hold back the snicker that bubbled up from her chest. “Or maybe he’ll just get better at hiding it,” she quipped, her eyes still locked on the silhouette in the window. The thought of her brother’s tiny member was oddly thrilling, a secret she could hold over his head for weeks to come.

Gabi’s grin grew wider as she nodded, her mirth barely contained. “A foot fetish, of all things,” she said, shaking her head in mock disbelief. “How…quaint.”

The two friends exchanged a knowing look, the weight of their shared secret growing heavier by the second. They watched in silent amusement as Liam’s silhouette grew more frantic, his hand a blur of motion in his pants. The hentai scene on the screen reached its climax, and the anime boy’s face contorted in pleasure.

“Look,” Gabi whispered, her voice barely containing her giggles, “his little thing can’t even fill up a sock.”

Fanny’s eyes widened at the idea, and she felt a sudden spark of inspiration. Without missing a beat, she slipped her phone out of her pocket and opened the camera app. Before Gabi could protest, she began to record the scene playing out before them. The video would be a goldmine, a way to ensure Liam never talked down to her again.

Holding the phone up to the window, she whispered to her friend, “This is going to be epic. He’ll never live this down.”

With shaking hands, Fanny began to record, her thumbs dancing over the screen as she switched to video mode. The camera lens captured Liam’s shadowy form, the strokes of his hand matching the tempo of the anime scene. She felt a strange thrill in her chest, a mix of power and excitement that made her heart race. It was a moment she would cherish, a piece of ammo she could use to knock him down a peg or two whenever he got too cocky.

“Welcome back to ‘Fanny’s Juicy Secrets,’” she announced in a mock-professional tone, her voice a mix of giggles and malice. “Today, we’re uncovering the dark, twisted world of Liam, the not-so-big brother nobody knew was a closet hentai enthusiast.”

Gabi’s laughter grew louder as she took a step back, giving Fanny the space to work her magic. She knew this was going to be one for the books. Fanny’s vlog was notorious for its sass and drama, and this was the kind of juicy content that would have their followers begging for more.

“Cut to the chase, Fanny,” Gabi whispered, her eyes shining with mischief. “Show everyone what a little worm he really is.”

Fanny grinned and zoomed in closer, the video capturing the frantic strokes of Liam’s hand. She felt a strange sense of empowerment as she narrated the scene with the flair of a seasoned journalist breaking a scandalous story. “We’re live from the front lines of the ‘Liam’s Lamentable Length’ saga,” she announced, her voice a perfect blend of dramatic and snarky. “This is a developing situation, folks, so stay tuned.”

Gabi couldn’t contain herself anymore. She doubled over with laughter, her hand over her mouth to muffle the sound. Her eyes watered with mirth as she watched Fanny in her element, turning their unfortunate discovery into the latest episode of their infamous vlog. It was a classic move, one that had earned them notoriety and a devoted following.

“And now, for the grand reveal,” Fanny announced, her voice steady despite the tremor of amusement in it. She turned the phone around so the camera faced them, framing their shocked expressions with the caption ‘Fanny’s Juicy Secrets: The Tale of the Tiny Terror.’ She tapped the screen to start the live stream. The notification popped up instantly, showing their viewers climbing by the second.

Their giggles turned into snorts as they watched the numbers climb. The video was already being shared among Liam’s ex-girlfriends and crushes in their group chat. “Oh, this is going to be priceless,” Gabi murmured, her eyes glued to her phone screen as the comments began to pour in. “Look at them,” she said, her voice thick with delight as she read a few aloud. “They can’t believe it.”

Fanny felt a thrill of power as she continued to narrate Liam’s private performance. She had always known he was a little awkward, but this was beyond anything she could have imagined. “Ladies,” she announced dramatically, “today, we are witnessing the tragic tale of Liam, the boy who thought size didn’t matter.”

Gabi’s laughter grew louder, her eyes glittering with delight as she watched the live view count climb into the triple digits. The comments section was a flurry of shocked emojis and incredulous questions. It was the kind of content that could make their vlog go viral, and they were both well aware of it.

“Oh, this is priceless,” Fanny murmured, her voice steady despite the smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. “Look, he’s getting closer.”

Gabi leaned in, her eyes glued to the phone screen as Liam’s silhouette grew more frenetic. “Oh my god, he’s going to cum,” she whispered, her voice a mix of disbelief and delight.

Fanny’s grin grew wider, her mind racing with the possibilities of humiliation she could unleash upon her brother. “This is too good,” she murmured, her finger hovering over the screen. “Let’s ruin it for him.”

With a swiftness that belied the maliciousness of her intent, she moved the phone back to the window, zooming in on Liam’s shadowy form. Her heart hammered in her chest as she took a step closer to the glass, raising her hand to knock. The moment stretched out, taut with anticipation, as the tension in Liam’s room grew palpable.

The sudden rap on the window made Liam jump, his hand slipping in his haste to cover himself. The room was plunged into silence, the only sound his ragged breathing. His heart felt like it was going to explode from his chest as he peered through the curtains, his eyes widening with horror when he saw Fanny and Gabi standing there, grinning like cats who’d just caught a particularly plump mouse.

Fanny waved at him cheerfully, her phone still pointed at his small erection. “Hi, Liam!” she called out sweetly, her voice carrying the clear message that she had seen everything. “Want to join us for a little chat?”

Liam’s face turned a shade of red that matched the sunset, his eyes wide with horror and embarrassment. “F-fuck,” he stammered, his hand fumbling to cover his crotch. The room was a whirlwind of panic as he desperately tried to compose himself, his mind racing with the realization that his sister had just caught him in the most mortifying moment of his life.

Fanny, the journalist of the hour, couldn’t resist the urge to press on with her exposé. “It appears we’ve caught the elusive Liam in his natural habitat,” she quipped, her voice carrying a hint of the dramatic flair she reserved for her vlogs. “Engaging in a solo act of… self-reflection?”

Gabi’s laughter grew even louder at the playful jab, her eyes gleaming with excitement. “Looks like he’s trying to break his record,” she added, her voice a mix of awe and disbelief. “Or maybe he’s just practicing for the day he actually gets a girl to look at him.”

Fanny’s grin grew even wider as she took in the sight of her brother’s panic. She had him right where she wanted him, fully exposed and at her mercy. “Liam, darling,” she cooed, her voice dripping with faux sweetness. “Could you maybe do us a favor and stand up? We’ve got a live audience that’s just dying to get a good look.”

Her words were like a dagger in his side, and Liam felt his blood run cold. He knew what she was implying, and the thought of his humiliation being broadcast to all their friends and enemies was too much to bear. Frozen in place, his cock still partially visible through his hastily drawn curtain of fingers, he could do nothing but watch as the comments on the live stream grew more and more vicious.

But Fanny wasn’t done yet. She leaned closer to the window, her eyes gleaming with the thrill of the chase. “Oh, it seems our little star is feeling shy,” she cooed, her voice a siren’s call to the digital audience. “Maybe we should give him a little encouragement.”

Gabi, ever eager to join in on the fun, took a step closer to the window, her phone at the ready to capture the moment. “Yeah,” she chimed in, her voice a wicked echo of Fanny’s. “Let’s not be rude. We wouldn’t want him to feel self-conscious.”

Their teasing laughter grew louder, taunting Liam with the promise of impending doom. The room spun around him as he searched for an escape, his mind racing for a way out of this humiliating situation. And then, as if by some cruel twist of fate, he felt the pressure building within him, the tension coiling tighter and tighter.

In a desperate bid to regain control, Liam tried to will his arousal away, but it was too late. The sight of the anime goddess on his screen, combined with the humiliation of being caught, sent him over the edge. He felt his body betray him as a spurt of cum shot from his tiny cock, hitting the keyboard with an audible splat. The warmth spread through his pants, and he knew he was done for.

Fanny and Gabi’s eyes widened in shock and amusement as they watched the climax unfold before them. “Well, I’ll be damned,” Fanny murmured, her voice a mix of awe and satisfaction. “He actually came from that.”

With a dramatic flourish, Fanny turned the phone back around to face her and began to read out the comments from their live viewers. “Oh, we’ve got ‘Liam’s little secret outted!’ from ‘Amy420’ with fifty likes,” she announced, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “And look at this one: ‘Tiny Man strikes again!’ from ‘JennyJettisoned’.”

The comments rolled in, a deluge of mockery and disbelief. Each one was a dagger to Liam’s already shredded dignity, and he could feel the heat of his embarrassment burning through his skin. Fanny’s eyes scanned the screen, her voice rising and falling with the emotions of their audience. “Someone’s been taking lessons from the ‘Master of the Mini Meat’ school,” she read with a snicker, her voice carrying the weight of the world’s cruelest punchline.

“Looks like ‘Liam the Legend’ isn’t so legendary after all,” Gabi quipped, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she watched Liam’s frantic attempts to hide his face.

Fanny nodded, scrolling through the deluge of comments with glee. “Oh, wait,” she exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with malicious delight as she found a comment from one of Liam’s exes. “Emily says, ‘Ew, that’s… anime’s feet? Really?” She read aloud, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “And here’s another from Maria: ‘I guess that explains why he was always so eager to get to third base.’”

The cruel comments from his sister and her best friend stung like a thousand bee stings, but Liam couldn’t tear his eyes away from the screen. The realization that his most intimate moment was being dissected and mocked by the very people he had once hoped to impress was almost too much to bear. His face burned with a mix of anger and embarrassment, his mind racing with ways to make them stop.

Fanny’s eyes scanned the comment section with the glee of a kid in a candy store. She read out the next one, her voice dripping with sweet spite. “Oh, and here’s one from Liam’s secret admirer, Becky,” she announced, her voice rising with every word. “She says, ‘It’s no wonder he’s always so eager to get to know me better.’”

Gabi snorted with laughter, her eyes flicking to the screen. “Looks like Becky’s dreams of a hot romance have been shattered,” she said, her voice filled with barely contained amusement.

Fanny nodded, her eyes glued to the screen as she read more comments from Liam’s crushes. “It seems Becky isn’t the only one who’s been barking up the wrong tree,” she said, her voice a mix of glee and disbelief. “Here’s one from ‘JessicaJams’: ‘Maybe I should have taken that bet after all.’”

Liam felt his face grow hotter as he realized just how far his humiliation was spreading. The thought of Jessica knowing about his tiny secret was more than he could handle. But then, something unexpected happened.

Fanny’s eyes widened as she read the next comment aloud, her voice filled with a mix of shock and glee. “Oh my god, you’re not going to believe this,” she said, her eyes glued to the screen. “Look who’s tuned in!”

Gabi leaned over to peer at the comment, her jaw dropping as she saw the username ‘MrsSmith_ELA’. It was Liam’s English teacher, the one with the low-cut blouses and tight skirts, who had all the boys in class squirming in their seats. “No way,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Mrs. Smith? Is she… watching?”

Fanny nodded, her grin growing wider. “Looks like she’s been keeping tabs on her favorite student,” she said, her voice a purr. “Let’s give her a show she won’t forget.”

Without missing a beat, she turned the camera back to the window, zooming in on Liam’s horrified expression. His eyes were squeezed shut, his cheeks flaming red as he desperately tried to tuck himself away from view. But it was too late. The damage had been done, and Fanny wasn’t about to let this opportunity slip through her fingers.

“Looks like my big brother has had enough of his moment in the spotlight,” Fanny said, her voice still carrying the sweetness of a sadistic angel. She tapped the screen to cut the live stream; the sudden silence in the room was palpable.

Gabi’s laughter died down as she took a step back from the window, her eyes glinting with a hint of pity for Liam. “You think he’ll ever live this down?” she asked, her voice a whisper.

Fanny’s grin was unyielding as she tucked her phone back into her pocket. “Doubt it,” she said, her eyes still gleaming with the thrill of the moment. “But hey, at least now everyone knows the truth.”

The two friends shared a knowing look, the weight of their shared secret like a warm blanket of power around them. “You know what this means,” Fanny said, her voice a conspiratorial whisper. “We’ve got him by the balls. Literally.”

 

The End.

 

 

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