What I didn't have was a fulfilling sex life, and that was because my main fantasies revolve around incest.

Let me explain. Like a lot of people, my earliest sexual encounters were with family members. First was my brother, then was my (female) cousin.

I was six and my brother was eight when we started messing around. We shared a room so we saw each other naked often. One night he went to bed with no clothes on and invited me to join him, simple as that. I stripped and laid next to him. We cuddled closely and rubbed our little boners together for a long time that night. It was very late when I returned to my own bed and pulled my pajamas on over my sore dick.

Every night for a few weeks we would do this. Then he offered to suck me and I didn't say no. The sensation of his mouth around my little genital area was unforgettable. After a bit he asked me to do the same to him and I agreed. This became our new routine. Eventually we figured out how to 69.

After the novelty wore off we only did it two or three times a week, instead of every night, especially if one or both of us had homework. When my friends came over I told them nothing about our play, but my brother did end up telling one of his friends, a slightly older kid named Jay, who was really into it. This was when I was probably eight or nine, and my brother was about ten or eleven. Jay was twelve or thirteen, maybe even fourteen. Anyway, Jay had a little hair around his crotch while we still had none, and his penis was a little bigger. Jay could cum too, and my brother and I both tasted cum for the first time that weekend. There were a few more weekends with Jay, but nothing like the excitement of that first one..........(cont)