My First Childhood Experience Was With My BrotherI came from a very disfunctional family. I have 2 older brothers, and a younger sister. I got along great with my sister, and just ok with the oldest brother, but my brother 1 year older & I would fight & argue all the time. It seemed to me that he would have the opposite opinion or disagree with me just to cause trouble. However, I find it odd that he enjoyed fondling me and having sex with me - and I was SO horney that I didn't complain, it felt great!
One day, when I was 10 or 11, we were at my grandmother's house in the living room sitting on the sofa watching TV. Grandma was very busy in the back room kitchen cleaning and cooking. While watching the show, all of a sudden I became aware of something moving very slowly across my waist towards the top of my jeans. When I looked, I noticed it was my brothers hand, slithering into my pants. In retrospect, I was shocked, and couldn't imagine why or what he was up to, but at the same time I felt a jolt of electricity shoot through my body which felt incredible. So I didn't say anything, and pretended as though nothing was going on. He inched his hand ever so slowly down my pants until he hit the top elastic band of my underware. He paused for a second, and the electricity was just shooting through me - I had a hard-on, and I didn't know why, but it felt incredible!
He then started moving his hand back and forth to work it under the top of my underware, and then again began to slowly inch his hand down, as if the slower he went, the less likely I would notice. But notice I did, as my young **** grew and started to throb!!! When he finally touched my ****, he paused again. This was driving me crazy!!! I didn't want him to stop, but I didn't know what I wanted him to do, or what he would do next.
He finally had his whole hand comfortably in my pants, and then started caressing my ****. He would stroke it, squeeze it, then move his hand down to caress and cup my balls. It didn't take much of this before I was about to *** for the first time. But I had no idea what was happening to me, and I thought that I was about to pee, rather than ***, so I jumped up and headed to the bathroom. only to *** in my pants half way there. When I got to the bathroom and inspected myself, I was surprised to find this white sticky stuff with a musty odor in my pants rather than ****. I cleaned up and went back and pretended as though nothing had happen, as did my brother.
But that was just the beginning of our incestuous relationship which lasted another 8 yrs. I'll write more about other incidences if anyone would care to hear about the.