Egg Timer

Grandma died, but she was a widow, so Grandpa was waiting for her up in heaven.

The whole family got together for the funeral, and then they went upstairs to read the will.

My cousin Kelsea ran in the kitchen, and grabbed the little egg first, then the rest of the girls started grabbing things like aprons, and tea cups to remember her. She had tea every afternoon, but her favorite breakfast was a soft boiled egg, with buttered toast, and pepper.

Grandpa liked to take hard boiled eggs to work with him, so she had 2 timers, and I got the little hourglass, only it didn’t last an hour. You had to turn it over 10 times since it was only 6 minutes. Kelsey said “You really want to cook them 5 minutes, or the yolks get dry, and chalky.”

I nodded, but then we went out to watch the boys fight over grandpa’s tools. He had a lot, but the little boys ran away crying when they got bonked on the heads with screwdrivers. They’re lucky they didn’t get to fight over the hammers, because the big boys got them first.

That would kill them, but boys. They don’t know how to settle things without fighting.

“Look what I got!” Kelsea showed her big brother, and our cousins said “So what?”

My big brother made a face, and he was blushing, but I didn’t want to embarrass him. So, I went over to pull his arm, and showed him. “I got the hourglass one.” I held it up, “Only it just lasts 6 minutes, so you have to turn it over 10 times for an hour.”

He nodded, but Kelsea was showing her brother the button in the bottom, so when you set it up on the counter, the little clock in the yolk counts down. Oh yeah, and the whites are clear plastic, so you can see the clock inside.

“I know,” but there were lots of tools and stuff. It turns out they all went to uncle Larry in the will, but most of the boys didn’t put the tools back they swiped.

The younger ones were playing sword fight, with screwdrivers out in they yard, when we went back in, and down to the basement. Kelsea said “Let’s have an egg race!’ and took off her top.

“Okay!” the boys rubbed their pants, and unzipped them looking at her in her bra. Then, she held the egg up on a workbench, and said “Ready? Go!” She set it down, so the timer started, and I went over to ask her.

“What’s an egg race?”

“You’ll see,” she pointed, “Watch.” The boys were lined up, pulling on their peckers, but really fast, and my brother even squeezed his nuts real hard. He started going soft, but he kept pumping, and his cousins got around the table first.

“Uhn!” The held their peckers out, and aimed at the timer. I held my mouth in both hands, giggling because I couldn’t believe what I was seeing!

My brother waited until they were done, and let his balls go. He slowed down, walking up to the table, then he held it behind the head like a snake. “Uh!” He shook and his head fell back, but he held it still, so he didn’t miss the egg with a single drop.

“Hahaha, fag.” Our cousins fixed there pants up, and went back out the stairs.

They left the storm doors open, but Kelsea said. “You know what that means.”

He nodded, and turned around. Bent over, Kelsea picked up the egg, so it stopped beeping. Then, she went around behind him, but he smiled, and held his chin up with his hands.

“Uhn!”

“Relax,” Kelsea patted his shoulder, and he nodded, then he let out his breath with a sigh.

I blinked, and giggled. “Is that up your butt?”

My brother just smiled, and nodded.

“You still got the 6 minute timer?”

“Uh huh!” I held it up.

“Okay, now out it down on the table, and tell me when you have to flip it over.”

“Okay!” I waited but then my brother said, “That’s one.” When I flipped it over the first time, but I went around to see what Kelsey was doing. Sure enough, the bottom was sticking out, well. His bottom, but she had one hand up between his legs. Rubbing his junk, and he turned the timer over. “That’s 2.”

“You played this game before, huh?”

Kelsey just nodded, but then she said “Okay, you can stop.” My brother turned around, and got up on the workbench. Carefully, he sat on it, but he got a boner again. There was runny egg whites all over it, and the plywood was rough, like a cutting board, but he sat on his hands. His legs spread wide open, so Kelsey could grab his pecker.

“Uh,” he squirmed around, but she pulled his nuts out, and squeezed them gently. “Mhn!” It looked like it hurt anyway, so he must’ve gotten the blue balls. It was at least 15 minutes since he blew them on the egg, and he had the timer up his butt. It started beeping, but it was muffled.

“Oh, you been practicing?” Kelsea looked up, and he nodded. Then, he tried to get his knees together, but she stuck her hips in there to hold them, and her fist pumped so hard she was beating his nuts in her other hand. “Come on!”

He shook his head.

“COME ON!”

“Uhfuck ugh! Fugh! Uh!”

She giggled, but this time it was her turn to hold it up. Pinched behind the head, she bent over a little, so it shot up, and hit her bare chest.

“Huh, there. That’s a good boy, yeah. You lasted almost 10 minutes!”

“Huh!’ We had to help him down, so the egg stopped beating, and hold his arms until his knees stopped shaking, but Kelsey held his face down, so he could kiss, and lick her tits. Finally, he reached back, and made a face. The egg popped out with a grunt, and she threw him a shop towel.

“Uh, it’s not gay.” He said my name, but I just shook my head. “Huh, I guess I should explain.”

“Grandma spanked us, and made us play sick games when we’re kids, but she stopped when granpa died.” Kelsey summed it up, so he nodded, pulling up his pants.

“Huh,” he sighed, with a satisfied smile. “Only, if you like it, you play to lose.”

“Yeah, the other boys think it’s gay.” That’s why they laughed, and called him gay.

I hit his arm, “How cum you never played with me?”

“You’re too young.” He shrugged, “You didn’t have any boobs.” Then, grandpa got Covid, so they had to stop.

“Oh, so we can start playing when we get home?”

“Here,” Kelsea wrapped it up in a shop towel, because it was real dirty after that.

“Thanks.” She took the 6 minute timer in trade. So, she could teach her eldest brother how to last more than 3 minutes, or less.

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