Once again two of Dan's giant fingers move their way around you, lifting you into the air as the same feeling of helplessness fills you. From head to toe you're covered in your younger brother's cum, you feel a big glob of it trail down your puny leg, entirely enveloping your foot before dripping down below onto Dan. Holding you infront of his face, Dan smirks at the sight of your tiny naked body, proud at how much he'd just shot. "Since you did such a good job at getting me off, little bro, I think it's only fair that I returned the favor". He stood up and grabbed an empty glass that had been lying around and placed it on a table next to his bed. "Now I'm going to go clean myself up a bit, you just stay put here and I'll be back to give you your reward", Dan said as he placed you in the empty glass. Your tiny cries of protest go unheard as you find yourself now trapped in a giant glass prison. Before Dan left he placed his half-hard cock above the glass so that it was staring down at you. His powerful hands then squeezed out the last bit of cum from his cock, filling the glass till you were knee deep in it. "Feel free to play around in your little cum pool till I get back hehe". As he walked off to the shower you jumped up and down, banging on the glass in vain until your feet slipped beneath you and you fell face first into your brothers pool of cum. Slowly standing up you watch the bright white cum ooze of your skin back down into the glass, you're absolutely drenched now and surrounded by the potent smell of Dan. You look out through the glass to the vast landscape of Dan's room and think about how pathetic you are, stuck in a glass that you would normally pick up with ease, covered in your little brothers cum. Giving into the situation you sit back down in the cum and wait for Dan to come back.
15 long minutes later Dan emerged through his door grinning from ear to ear. Spotting you sitting in the little pool he made he said, "I see you had some fun while I was away haha. You must really love my cum, luckily there's plenty more where that came from". It was then that you noticed that in his hands he was carrying...
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