younger brother Xiaowei

Xiaowei is my younger brother, three years younger than me. He's a country bumpkin who grew up in the city. He loves running around with his childhood friends, spending more time playing ball than playing computer games. He looks adorable with his sweaty, goofy smile.

"Hey! We've agreed to play one-on-one! Sis—!"

"No, you said you can only play after you finish school on Saturday. Mom and Dad will be angry if you don't come home." Although he's cute, he's not very bright. Every time he comes home, either Mom and Dad or I, his older sister, help him with his homework. Before exams and on weekends, I have to cram for him.

"It's all your fault! I was going to beat our team's rival today, and Axiang even lent us his jerseys..." "Who told you to sneak out before you finished your studies? There are only a few pages of math today. Study hard before you go watch your friends play." He's very dedicated to sports, but only at an average level. No matter what kind of ball game they play, Axiang in their class is always number one, while Xiaowei is always running around somewhere between nth place.

"Sister, you're different from everyone else. They'll be finished playing by then..." "What? You really want to go? Okay, go ahead. You don't need my help anyway. Go play your ball." Despite this, Xiao Wei is still our family's one and only treasure.

"Fine...fine, I'll go back with you...Sis, wait a minute, don't be angry!" "You love playing ball the most, go ahead, why are you ignoring me, go play with those stinky boys!" Whether it's Xiao Wei, the fifth grader who loves playing ball—"I'm not playing anymore, I'll go back with you...and playing ball is my second favorite..." "What, one minute you're clamoring to play, the next you don't want to play anymore, that's strange! Hey, why are you keeping your distance from me? You don't want to acknowledge me as your sister, do you?" or Xiao Wei, who's now in the first year of junior high and a little more mature—"Sis, you're back before me again, I'm exhausted from doing my duty today, can I skip tutoring...okay, I know, I'll do it..." "Good that you know. I don't know who's so stupid, needing constant explanations to understand. Ah, Mom's back, go help Mom carry the groceries, then get me some black tea from the fridge. What? If you look at me again, I'll kick you!" They're both obedient, easy-to-bully little idiots who can't live without me. Since

Xiaowei

started junior high, my parents and I agreed that I would tutor him for two hours every night. If he had no problems with his homework and revision, we would use the extra time to read extracurricular books together. My parents cleverly paid me for two hours according to the government's minimum wage, and then reduced my allowance under the pretext of me starting high school, so I only received a few dozen dollars more than in junior high.

The junior high curriculum was mostly content that he would have no problem with if he listened in class. The slightly more difficult subjects were English, biology, and physics and chemistry, but Xiaowei was so slow that he treated even memorizing subjects like a major battle. His bad habit was that he would try every different memorization method he heard, and in the end, he would get confused and not even understand why he couldn't memorize them.

My solution for him was simple: I would keep an eye on him and prevent him from memorizing the mnemonics that would distract him, and for memorizing subjects, I would use the traditional method of memorizing from scratch. For the other subjects, I would repeatedly teach him until he understood.

"Iron, cobalt, nickel, and then what? What did you just write ten times?" "Uh... carbon? No, it should be... zinc?" "No, memorize it yourself, five words, iron, cobalt, nickel, iron, cobalt, nickel, start." "Iron, cobalt, nickel, iron, cobalt, nickel... oh, I got it wrong, it's not nickel, it's iron, cobalt, copper, lithium, zinc!" "...Are you asking for a kick? Iron, cobalt, nickel, copper, zinc, write it ten more times!" "Wow, I have to write it again, so many strokes, it's annoying!" "Because you haven't memorized it yet. You can circle iron and cobalt, but write the rest carefully, stroke by stroke. If you dare to be sloppy, you'll be sorry." "Okay! Iron, cobalt, copper, lithium, zinc, iron, cobalt..." "Iron, cobalt, nickel, copper, zinc!"

"Ah, right, iron, cobalt... nickel, copper, zinc, iron, cobalt, nickel, copper, zinc, iron, cobalt, nickel, copper, zinc..." Usually, when teaching memorization, I would also memorize the words and phrases myself, because reading them aloud would interfere with Xiaowei's studies, so I developed a skill of memorizing from memory since junior high school. High school teachers teach us a lot of interesting folk remedies, but these things will probably never be a part of Xiaowei's life. Besides, although he's been very obedient and helps me with my homework almost every day, I know he's not interested in studying and isn't really suited for it. So I treat each exam like a short-term battle, and it doesn't matter if he forgets everything after the exam.

"Sister, you're done writing, no problem this time, come on!"

"Okay. Start from the beginning, scandium."

"...Scandium?"

I silently pushed the writing book forward and said to that silly face whose fighting spirit had quickly halved:

"Scandium, titanium, vanadium, chromium, manganese, ten times."

"You have to write it again!"

"Okay." "

Sister..." "

Write it quickly."

"Sister—!" "

Being cute won't work, Lin Benwei."

Everyone else is fine, but Xiaowei doesn't like me calling him stupid. He once said that because I've been teaching him since he was in third grade, if I call him stupid, it's like I'm giving up on him. So whenever I call him Lin Benwei, he knows things are serious, and he'll force himself to overcome the bottleneck he's encountering in his studies, even if it's forced.

This move is like a finishing move; if I use it at the right moment, it gives me a huge sense of accomplishment, and even if I use it at the wrong moment, at least that idiot will still feel a huge sense of accomplishment.

"Scandium, titanium, vanadium, chromium, manganese, iron, cobalt, nickel, copper, zinc!"

"Read the groups I've assigned."

"Scandium, titanium, vanadium, chromium, manganese, iron, cobalt, nickel, copper, zinc!"

"Xiao Wei, what's twenty-five times fifteen? Calculate it mentally."

"Huh... fifty twenty, five five twenty-five... next is twenty-five plus a zero... one two five plus two five zero, three seven five!" "Hmm, recite what you just wrote again." "Scandium, titanium, vanadium, chromium, manganese, iron, cobalt, nickel, copper, zinc! Hehe, sister, you've used this trick too many times, I've memorized it long ago!" "Really? Congratulations. Next is yttrium, zirconium, niobium, molybdenum, ruthenium, rhodium, palladium, silver, chromium, call me when you've memorized it." "Eh, sister, you misspoke, it's cadmium." "Huh?" "Look here, it's cadmium, ge e cadmium, you pronounced it as chromium." "I was going to pronounce it cadmium, I misheard." "No way, my ears are very good, sister, you won't admit you misspoke!" "You misheard." "You misspoke!" "You misheard." "Misspoke!"

"Misspoke!"

"Ke ang scandium, starting with scandium."

"Scandium! Scandium... uh... eh? What was that again..."

"Write it ten times as punishment."

"Ugh! You did that on purpose!"

Your head is deliberately so dull, isn't it? — That's a bit hurtful, so I'd better shut up and recite my vocabulary.

After several dozen repetitions, Xiaowei finally memorized those elements perfectly. He proudly asked me to test him a few more times, specifically requesting the same surprise question I used earlier, where I first asked a fake question and then the real one. He passed every time, and I was incredibly moved.

"Only twenty minutes left, that's it for today. Here's the card, review it a few more times before bed." "Okay!" "Review the math again at school this morning. I've written out the equations for each problem; ask your classmates if you don't understand any." "Okay!" "The ones with triangles are the ones I think the teacher will test on, so you should prioritize them... Why are you smiling like that?" "Sister, finish what you're saying!" "...Drawing triangles might be on the test, so prioritize understanding the equations for those problems. If you really, really can't understand even if you ask someone, just memorize the equations and then use the numbers from the problem to calculate." "Okay!" "All you do is say 'okay, okay, okay,' do you even understand?" "Yes! I'll listen to everything you say, sister!"

"Really? Yttrium." "

Yttrium, zirconium, niobium, molybdenum, ruthenium, rhodium, palladium, silver, cadmium!"

"Hmm, as long as you're willing to work hard, there won't be any problems. Pack your things, I'm going to wash..." "Sis—!" Xiao Wei suddenly grabbed my uniform sleeve, sat down at the desk, and gave me an excessively cute smile, looking like he was expecting a reward.

Instantly understanding what he was thinking, I returned a slightly troubled expression.

"There are still twenty minutes left, let's be safe and say fifteen minutes, I want sis to stay with me!" "But it's a bit late, I want to wash up and go to bed quickly..." "Please! I'm working so hard today!" "..." "This time it won't be long! Fifteen...ten minutes will do!"

"..."

"Sister—okay! Sister—"

"Iron cobalt."

"Nickel copper zinc!"

"...Alright, since you really tried so hard."

"Yay! Sister, you're the best!"

Rather than saying I was good, it was just a compromise I made after weighing things in my mind.

Xiao Wei quickly tidied up the things on the table, took a novel out of the drawer, opened it and placed it on the table, then sat there restlessly. Only after I brought a thin blanket to the desk and covered his thighs and knees, which he was deliberately sitting upright, did he relax and wait for me to settle down.

I habitually glanced at the door to make sure everything was alright, then squatted down on the outside of Xiao Wei's right leg and looked up at him.

"Sister..."

His expression of pure expectation was so gentle that it made him seem cute. But I'm probably the only one in the world who would fall for that.

Looking at him, knowing what I was about to do, made me blush. Not wanting to be disturbed by him any longer, I quickly slipped my right hand under the blanket and commanded sternly,

"Don't look this way, close your eyes."

"Okay."

"Shall we begin?"

Xiaowei closed his eyes tightly and nodded quickly a few times.

While staring at his closed face, I moved my right hand towards the point where his legs met, touching something hot, dry, and sticky, trembling at a slightly slow pace—Xiaowei's penis. I adjusted my squatting position to grasp Xiaowei's penis, listening to the soft sounds of pleasure he made just from being touched, and a slight itch rose in my heart.

The inside of my thumb and forefinger circled the slightly thick foreskin of Xiaowei's penis, and I gently squeezed it down to the bottom, then began to stroke the phimotic shaft, which was only slightly wider than my middle finger.

The warm, trembling penis in my hand felt like ripples spreading across the shores of my heart.

The boundary between dryness and stickiness was the glans ring retracted within the foreskin. The back was dry and easy to touch, while the front was sticky, probably because he hadn't cleaned himself properly after urination.

After about twenty or thirty strokes, Xiaowei couldn't take it anymore and whispered, begging me to slow down. I looked at his profile and, seeing that he obediently didn't peek, let his penis rest for a bit, then slowed down and gently stroked it.

"Sister, it feels so good..."

Silly boy, it's not like it's the first time I've done this for you, of course I know you're enjoying it. If I hadn't kept slowing down, you would have already come, both unwillingly and enjoying it.

Unfortunately, some things I only dared to say in my heart; the only thing that actually came out of my mouth was Xiaowei's increasingly familiar warning.

"If you dare peek, I'll get you right now."

"I-I didn't look, ah... slower... yes, and hold it a little lighter... Sister, this feels so good!" Xiao Wei's hot, throbbing penis began to make a squelching sound, with some secretions already gathered between the glans and foreskin, each stroke producing a subtle sound. As his physical and psychological reactions resonated, my face grew hotter and hotter, an incredible, wonderful feeling that made me uncontrollably excited.

That feeling was—the real sensation of giving Xiao Wei a handjob. And this feeling had only recently appeared, the exact time being when Xiao Wei's genitals started to ejaculate, and when his libido became stronger than mine. I think it's because the actions I'm doing to Xiao Wei right now match my understanding of sexual behavior, such as ejaculation symbolizing orgasm, pubic hair representing maturity, and the size of his penis. Before, it was only the size of a little finger, too small to grasp, only able to be pinched and rubbed between the fingers; now it's grown a bit, from a little finger to a middle finger, and maybe it'll keep growing.

Because of this tangible feeling that's been creeping into my mind, touching him there lately always makes me have all sorts of wild thoughts. I have to be careful not to break the rule I set for myself: we can only do this under cover, nothing more.

"Sister, are you thinking about something?"

"Huh?"

"I feel like you're a little distracted, you're moving so slowly."

"This is to give you a breather, it's because you're so sensitive."

"Is that so? I still feel like you're distracted... Ah, it's getting faster... That's good, keep it like this..." The water sounds, which had weakened, returned to a clear volume, and were even faster than before. Xiao Wei's comfortable moans became more frequent and longer.

"Sis...do you want to guess what I'm thinking about?" "If you dare think about me, you're dead." "Ugh, why are you so fierce...ah, ahh...! It feels so good to hold it so tight...!" Actually, I guessed he was thinking about me, but of course I couldn't say something that would ruin my image. I squeezed his lively and hot penis, pretending that I hadn't felt any expectation at all, and asked him:

"So what are you thinking about? The girls in your class or...?"

"I, I don't want to get kicked to death, so I'm thinking about the girls in my class...Ouch! That hurts! Sis, what are you doing!" "Fantasizing about classmates, all that nonsense deserves a pinch." "Ugh! I'll die if I tell the truth, I'll get pinched if I lie, sis, that's too much..." ...It seems like I was acting a bit impulsively, but as the saying goes, it takes two to tango, and Xiao Wei's answer didn't satisfy me, so he deserved a pinch.

After the punishment of three strokes, although Xiao Wei was complaining that it was too much, his penis was actually trembling quite violently. Therefore, when I resumed the stroking motion, not only was there no hindrance, but Xiaowei also got into the mood smoothly.

The amount of fluid increased.

The original sizzling sound became a squelching, gurgling, squelching, gurgling sound, and the tip of my right hand, which was circling it, began to be soaked with sticky, slippery vaginal fluid.

Xiaowei stopped muttering anything else, only breathing faster and faster, and occasionally calling out softly, "Sister."

From the degree of his furrowed brows, the sound he made, and the heat and dryness I could feel in my right hand, I was sure he was already building up his ejaculation mood, and would soon give me a signal.

"Huff... huff... Sister, I'm almost there, help me... ah!" I knew without you saying it, that at this point I should grip that fully erect penis tightly and rub it faster, right?

"Sister... ah... ooh... Sister...!"

This kid, really, once he gets into the ejaculation mood, he doesn't know how to hide it anymore, calling out so explicitly... it's kind of exciting to hear.

As I worked on him more and more smoothly, Xiao Wei's hot and hard penis was about to reach its climax. Then, he gasped and cried out,

"Sister...! I want to hear your voice... I want to hear your voice when I ejaculate!" I swear, I really don't know why things turned out this way. Because when I temporarily set aside the satisfaction of ejaculating with Xiao Wei, and was ordered to speak in that extremely brief moment, I could only randomly throw out one of the many subconscious phrases that came to mind when facing Xiao Wei, and that phrase was... "Iron! Iron, oh iron!" "Iron, cobalt, nickel, copper, zinc—!"

Xiao Wei, who ejaculated while shouting out the periodic table, afterwards had a complicated emotional outburst with his sister, a one-sided cold war that lasted only one night, or more precisely, only two hours before bedtime.

Because his sister laughed like an idiot all night...

[The End]

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