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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Sometimes I'd hear of a brother being forced to have sex with a brother, something that often started out being bad for the guy... but then he adapted to it and would be very eager to suck his brother's cock and/or take it in the ass. Sisters who had a brother force themselves on them, well, that usually didn't go well and the very few guys I'd heard of who went about it that way paid some very heavy prices. Still, a lot of girls felt... safer having sex with their brother because if nothing else, he was more trusted than the other horny guys trying to get into her panties.

Sex among sisters, from my perspective at the time, was pretty "normal." Many would avoid sex with boys (for obvious reasons) but the urge to have sex would be all over them like a bad habit and, well, hmm - they shared a room with each other, had lots of time to be alone with each other... and nature would do its thing.

To me, it was such a common thing to know of - and to do - that I began to understand that while this was a very bad thing to do, it really was more normal and, using kid logic, my thought was that if boys were only supposed to have sex with a girl - and, duh, your sister was a girl, well, what was really wrong with that? I eventually found out what was wrong about it but kid logic - plus what my own sister said to me one day - said that you could fuck your sister and it was all good as long as (a) you didn't get caught and (b) she didn't get pregnant.

And if a guy could do it with one of his male friends, well, why couldn't he do it with his own brother... or brothers? Call it curiosity, blame it on hormones, but your brother was a guy you knew well, you'd often see him naked and seeing his cock, well, hmm - maybe it was different than your own or looked very much like yours and sparking even more curiosity.
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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Bi_Dave started a thread asking if being introduced to sex by a brother/sister is common... and it's always been my thought that it's a lot more common than it's believed to be. It's something that, for obvious reasons, doesn't get talked about. It doesn't happen as a matter of course, you know, like it's "automatic..." but it does happen.

Very, very taboo... but one that is obviously anticipated because if it wasn't, there wouldn't be so many warnings about not having sex like this. Yeah, I was all up in that despite knowing how wrong it was but at that age, you get the impression that no one else is doing that; then you find out others where you live are into it... and then you find out that outside of your neighborhood, wow - there's a lot of it going on!

For me, it was eye-opening to hang with my friends outside of my 'hood... and find out that if they had siblings, there was a lot of sex happening between them. One kid I knew came right out and asked me if I knew anyone who had sex with their sister and I said I did - didn't say I was one of them at that point - and he actually relaxed and said, "Whew! I thought I was the only one!" He then regaled me with how he and his sister got their heads together and decided to find out what sex was. He even called his sister to his room... and they got busy with me sitting there watching them! I got to do it to her but the real point was that I became much more aware that brothers and sister did have sex with each other.

I knew, in my own hood, that brothers were having sex with each other; even saw it quite a few times... but to know about and/or see it outside of the hood? Amazing! Seriously, who knew? Some of the kids I knew - both male and female - would often talk about wanting to do it to their sister/brother but were very afraid to say anything to them. Some would bring it up; sometimes they got rejected... a lot of times they didn't. I knew a lot of guys who learned about dick from their older brother, from sucking to fucking and sometimes, the younger brother would put it on the table to the older brother and, from what I knew, was more often accepted than rejected and when it did, it was because of the fear of getting caught.
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I get excited thinking of people, both men and women, who have told me how much they enjoy swallowing a man's cum. Men in particular, sucking my cock, telling me how much they want to taste my cum. There is something so erotic about that. I want to be in that position one of these days. On my knees. I have sucked a few cocks but never had the pleasure of a man cumming in my mouth.

I have known a couple of women also who have told me how much they love the taste of cum. One about me cumming in her mouth, and the other far more generally. I know the second woman was fucking different men, which excited me even more. But she used to describe in detail how a particular guy had cum in her mouth and how much she had enjoyed it. She soon had me worked out more as a voyeur than participant. Want to watch her being fucked while I masturbate. Unfortunately, I never got the chance. Still, it was hot to hear her talk about it. That sheer honesty and emotion, as she described how much she liked it.

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Between the ages of 8 and 14, I had learned more about sex than most of my peers had learned. Oh, we knew how to do it... but I knew why we were doing it, that it was built into us to have sex and that the drive to do it didn't care who you did it with as long as you did it... but all the rules said a different thing and for a different reason and everyone believed this... and it wasn't the whole truth of sex. Boys could do it with boys, girls could do it with girls; anyone could have sex with anyone if they wanted to and the rules didn't mean a whole lot, well, unless you got caught breaking them.

A friend of mine got killed by his father because he had gotten his sister pregnant. I remember talking to her and not only did she say that she wanted to get pregnant by her brother, their father knew they were fucking... and didn't do anything to stop them from fucking, well, until she got pregnant. Quite a few of my friends "disappeared" for a long time because of sex and there were some rumors of a lot of girls disappearing because they had gotten "into trouble" - aka, they got pregnant. I grew up with pretty much all of the sex one could imagine... and I'd wind up learning a whole lot more about it over the years and as I grew up.

Today, I see the attitudes about sex that are ancient and archaic; I know why the rules exist... and I know that people break them and have always broken them... and will continue to break them. The rules aren't wrong - they're just not totally and completely right. And I discovered it, pretty much on my own, and before anyone else I knew and way before I was 16 and believed to be old enough and responsible enough to have sex because I supposedly knew about it... when I had always known about it.

And I have no regrets over any of what I experienced or the way I did. None. If I could go back and do it all over again, I wouldn't change a thing but I'd probably take all the opportunities to have sex that managed to ge past me, not that a lot of them did. I learned about myself and that, all by itself, was some seriously deep shit to contemplate. I was okay being bisexual and doing it with my siblings? Really a lot more normal than anyone would really admit to. It happens, always did happen, is still happening... but we keep turning a blind eye to it but if there's one thing about this aspect, it still makes me wonder why society just doesn't tell the young the whole and complete truth about sex and as soon as possible and more so since, um, young folks are doing it anyway and in every conceivable way it can be done which meant every way it wasn't supposed to be done.
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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]You'd think that now that I knew what that was, I'd stop doing it - and you'd be wrong about that. What I did know, if nothing else, that as long as we didn't get caught doing it, we couldn't get into trouble but I had another concern - I could get my sister pregnant and I knew if that happened, I was gonna die - and for real. I was very disturbed about it and when my sister chased me down so we could fuck, I mentioned it to her and asked her if she felt bad about us having sex, to which she said that sometimes she did but not that bad to want to stop. She asked me what bothering me and I told her which led to her famously saying, "As long as you don't get me pregnant, I don't see what the problem is... now eat my pussy so we can fuck!"

I'd never loved my sister so much than I did at that moment. We both knew the risks and felt that it was worth it. And as I felt my dick pumping away in her pussy and felt her pussy gripping me as I came, the "final" piece clicked in my head to understand that sex was a hell of a lot more than what most people understood.

A hell of a lot more. And I to learn all of it from the beginning - why we have sex and what drives us to have sex in the ways it can be done and more so when everyone knew it was only supposed to be done one way - boy/girl - but not between anyone who was related in some way - but it was still being done that way because I sure as fuck was doing it like that, too.

Then, as previously written, my mother caught me and my brother at it and I knew I was about to get my ass seriously kicked... but didn't. Worst lecture I'd ever gotten from anyone then or now. Didn't stop us from fucking and sucking but it generated even more questions that I needed to find the answers to. Yeah, I was the oldest; I should have known better than to do this and I shouldn't have forced my brother do to this - and that pissed me off because I didn't force him to do anything and I even said as much in my own defense but either she didn't hear that or if she did, she didn't believe it - whatever. As she read me the riot act, I almost started laughing to think that if she had busted into our room just five minutes earlier, she would have caught my brother dick-deep in my ass... and realized that even if she had, it still would have been my fault.

So I didn't say anything else and just listened to what she had to say. She said she understood that boys my age had needs and I should use my hand the next time I got that urge. Well, I was doing that anyway... and just because I could. Despite all of that, I kept right on having sex with boys and girls just the same. I knew what she had said to me was right... but I knew it was also "wrong," too. We have sex because we want and need to and who we have it with doesn't make that much of a difference as long as you didn't force someone to do it. My mind had flashed back about a year or two in the past and to the day both my mother and grandmother beat the shit out of me... for having screwed my sister... when I hadn't screwed her for at least a couple of days. When they were both wailing away on me, cussing me out, telling me how horrible and nasty a person I was, my sister was standing right there and she gave me a look that said that even she didn't know what they were talking about and that she hadn't ratted us out.

I still don't know why I got my ass kicked that day and after I got beaten - and slathered with mercurochrome - I sat in my room baffled; my sister had snuck in to let me know that she didn't rat us out so why did I get beaten? I actually got bold - or maybe stupid enough - to ask my mother why and she told me, "To make sure you don't get it in your head to do that!"

Oh, okay... but it didn't make sense for them to have beaten me to stop me from doing something I was already doing. Yet another piece clicked into my head - how really stupid some people can be about this sex thing and how afraid of it they really were. And, yeah, that night, me and my sister did it because, as she said, "If you're gonna get a beating for doing it, you might as well do it, huh?"
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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]But there was something I felt I had to know. I could have sex with both boys and girls and I just "knew" there was something about this that was very special. When I was 12, I had gone to the public library to do some research for a book report; I'd gone to the huge dictionary in the library to look up a word - the word I was looking for was "bisect," by the way, but as I read the definition, my eyes latched onto another word: "Bisexual." I read the definition... and yet another thing clicked in my head and so much that I blurted out loud, "So [B]that's[/B] what I've been doing!" and loud enough that the librarian gave me a very dirty look.

It had me sneaking around the library a lot to find out as much about this "bisexual" thing as I could find out and things had finally gelled in my mind about this sex thing - there was much more about this than I could have known. I had heard the word "incest" somewhere and I looked up that word, too; I was very nervous and thinking that someone would just know I was looking up what had to be a bad word. I read the definition... and I got very concerned. Oh, boy. Yeah, this was bad... but was it really? I'd been all up in it with my brother and sister... and more than a few cousins in the first and second range. Oh, boy. Oh, shit! This was bad and spelled some very serious issues.
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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]My sister gasped, moaned and even shuddered... so I did it again and the same thing happened. Hmm... now, ain't this interesting! She kept telling me to do it again and to keep doing it and I did just that until she was shivering like she was freezing cold and then her whole body went limp... and she was smiling and like I'd never seen her smile before.

So is this why he told me to never put my mouth on a girl's pussy? Still didn't make sense because, "obviously," she liked it very much and to be honest, so did I even if I did almost throw up on her. She said, "Do that agan!" and this time, I didn't feel the need to gag or felt sick. Boy, I was licking and kissing all of her pussy; even figured out that I could stick my tongue in her hole and move it in and out - she really liked that, too. Once again, it clicked in my head that this had to be that "eating pussy" thing I'd been hearing about. I "ate" my sister's pussy like four or five times before she said, "Stick it in me!"

Do what now? If I didn't know anything else, I [B]knew[/B] I wasn't supposed to do that. While I pondered this, well, I guess she had an idea of her own because she said, "Lay back and hold still..." then she sucked my dick. Yeah, she gagged at first, got over it, and I wound up shooting some stuff in her mouth which surprised the shit out of her and she spit it out - then said, "Okay... so that's what happens. Get it hard again so you can stick it in me - and hurry up!" I licked and kissed her pussy again until my dick got hard, got between her legs, and stuck it in her and felt her cherry pop - yep, knew about that already. She gasped and had a pained look on her face for a moment before it went away and she whispered in my ear, "Do it to me..."

And I did. And it was glorious, even better than doing it to the guys and the other girls. I shot my stuff in her and was about to pull it out when she said, "Just stay there - maybe it'll get hard again?" And it did... and one more time after that. I shot three loads of the stuff into her and we both knew we had really fucked up - because we both said, after we got dressed, that we just fucked up.

And we didn't care one bit. I'd already been doing it with my brother; now I was doing it with my sister and now it really didn't get any better than that. But it would... but not for a great many more years. Still, I had discovered eating pussy and while some girls were leery about it at first, many more were thrilled to no end that I knew how to do that. Admittedly, I wasn't good at it but all of the girls who wanted me to lick and kiss their pussy were teaching me how to do it better - and especially the girls who were afraid to fuck out of fear of getting pregnant. I figured out that I could spend a lot of time licking and kissing their pussies - sorry, Dad - you were wrong about it being a bad thing to do - and they'd want to fuck... but not in their pussy - so they let me stick in their butt and even if it wasn't their favorite thing to do.

"It's better than nothing," one girl said after being fucked in the butt for the first time. "It hurt but then it stopped hurting - and I'm not gonna get pregnant!"

I would discover and learn a hell of a lot more about sex but I now knew "the basics;" I could suck a dick and eat a pussy and, of course, I could stick it in somewhere and "cum" - a new word I had learned after swiping my father's dirty books. Boys were sucking my dick and doing it to me and, sometimes, girls would just suck my dick, get their pussy eaten - but wanted to fuck but were too afraid to. And that was fine; if they were happy, I was more than happy.
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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]The guys were jealous that I could do that and they couldn't but when we'd do it, they liked the way it tasted when I'd shoot it in their mouth or in their butt; the girls? Well, some were head over heels about it, some were very afraid but now I understood why but even they liked that I was shooting the stuff.

And I was happily shooting it with anyone who'd let me - boys, girls, didn't matter. This sex thing was amazing and even though shooting the stuff still made me feel very strange, I was getting used to it. I'd even discovered that now, when I played with my dick, I could make the stuff come flying out... all over the place, too. I could do it to boys and girls and shoot the stuff and now all of my male friends were shooting the stuff in my mouth and in my butt... and now I could make the stuff come out by myself. Did it get any better than that?

Yeah, it could... and all it took was for my father to say something to me that, today, was one of the most useless things he'd ever said to me: Never put your mouth on a girl's pussy. Huh? I was totally and completely baffled; what the hell is he talking about? Sure... I knew about sucking dick and my mother's warning about not letting a girl - in particular - do that was very, very late since both boys and girls were sucking my dick. I had gone outside, trying to wrap my head around what my father had said when I ran into my sister, who immediately saw something wasn't right with me and asked me what was wrong.

And I told her what our father had just told me and even she asked, "Why would he say that?" before saying, "Let's find out!" We got back home and our father was gone; he'd left a note saying he was going to work and for us to stay in until our mother got home from work - perfect! We went to her room and kinda got undressed and there I was, with my face right in my sister's crotch - it smelled really good, too - but trying to figure out what I was supposed to do. "Maybe you should kiss it?" she offered so I did.. then I licked it on the outside - hmm, that tastes kinda good! My tongue slipped into that place I knew my dick went into... and I gagged so hard that I almost threw up. Okay, that was weird but I stuck with it even though my stomach was churning and my head was spinning like a top. My tongue touched that... bump I'd seen in a girl's pussy - and the result was electric.
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