Majestic Brother

Giggles and Gratitude

After Bhav had accepted Masao and Kazama's sincere apologies, a sense of closure seemed to settle over the group. Parth, always the responsible and caring older brother, took a step toward the two boys.

"You've done well by apologizing, and it's good to see you've learned from this experience," Parth said with a reassuring smile. "I suggest you both get dressed now or take your time in the Jacuzzi as you please. I'll see you both later," he said with a reassuring nod.

Kazama and Masao exchanged glances and then called out to Parth as he made to leave. "Wait, sir," Masao said, his voice laced with nerves as he stopped Parth in his tracks. Parth turned back, his brow raised inquisitively, and Bhav watched from the side, curious about the sudden turn of events.

With a fidget, Kazama stepped forward, his cheeks a rosy hue. "We... we just wanted to say thank you. Thank you for teaching us this lesson," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper.

Parth's eyes softened, sensing the sincerity in his voice. "You're welcome. I hope you've learned your lesson," he replied, his tone firm but not unkind. He noticed, however, that there was something else they wanted to discuss, the air thick with an unspoken request.

Masao cleared his throat and looked at Parth with a hint of nervousness. "Yes, Parth sir, now that everything is settled, we were wondering if we could ask you for something."

Parth raised an eyebrow, a small, bemused smile playing on his lips. "Oh? And what might that be?" he inquired, folding his arms casually across his chest.

Kazama exchanged a quick glance with Masao, who was equally nervous, and then Kazama confessed, "Um... I have to admit something, Parth sir. When you were about to touch our little ones as a form of punishment, we, uh, felt a bit... well, you know, aroused and kind of attracted to you. It was... it was a weird mix of embarrassment and excitement, like nothing we've ever experienced before."

He fidgeted nervously, his words tumbling out in a flurry of shy admission. "I mean, we didn't expect it at all. It just happened, and we couldn't help but feel, you know, all giddy and fluttery inside. It was like a whirlwind of emotions, and we didn't know how to handle it."

Masao nodded in agreement, their eyes locked onto Parth, their crush on him intensifying with each word. "Yeah, what Kazama said! We've never felt anything like this, Parth sir. Your authoritative aura and dominance are incredibly enticing. It was like this sudden rush of feelings that took us by surprise. We were blushing and flustered, but at the same time, there was this thrill that we couldn't ignore. It was... it was kind of exciting, to be honest."

Bhav, standing to the side, pouted, feeling a twinge of jealousy. He couldn't help but wonder how his elder brother would respond to this unexpected request. "We were... well, we were wondering if... if you could, um, touch us. Our... our little ones," Masao stammered, his words trailing off as he cast his gaze downward.

Parth, the epitome of masculinity, couldn't help but chuckle at their audacity. "Oh, really now? You want me to touch your... little ones? You two have quite the wild imaginations," He let out a low laugh, thoroughly enjoying their flustered state. His eyes drifted down to their shrunken little cock due to the coldness. "But you may be getting a bit carried away. As you can see, your little ones are barely even noticeable."

He pointed at their little ones and chuckled softly, belittling them playfully. Kazama and Masao exchanged a glance, their gazes pleading for Parth's attention. Kazama spoke first, his voice quivering with desire and embarrassment, "Parth sir, please, just a touch. We'll do anything you want. We're begging you."

Masao joined in, his words equally tremulous, "Yes, please, Parth sir. We'll do whatever it takes. Just touch us, and we promise we won't ask for anything else." They both looked on the verge of tears, overcome by the intensity of their attraction and longing for Parth's touch.