[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]The fact that we have always chalked this up to experimentation tells me that, yeah - we've known about this all along and, indeed, a lot of guys who've done it with their brother or even other guys call it experimentation when the reality is that it's just nature running its course and no matter what our morality has to say about it. Kids are gonna be kids in that if you tell them - and in no uncertain terms - not to do something, you've pretty much given them permission to do it since, most of the time, a parent will do this... but won't tell them why they shouldn't other than it's a sin, wrong, immoral, and just plain nasty. I even know of guys who joyfully let their brother - or brothers - do him but that guilty conscious thing came along and hit them and literally changed their mind about it; they went from being all up in it to believing they were really all fucked up in the head, was "forced" to do it, and other forms of denial that didn't really absolve them of their part in things and, mostly, only served to give them emotional issues down the road. Now... did I feel bad having sex with my brother? Yes. And no so much. What made it more interesting - and I've written about it here - is that we really didn't like each other and when we weren't having sex, we'd literally try to kill each other when we fought like rabid dogs. When I told my sister about that "don't put your mouth on a girl's pussy" thing my drunken father said - and she said, "Let's find out!" I didn't think twice about it but thinking back on the exact moment? Yeah, I did think twice about it because I knew if we got caught or our mom suspected it, there would be hell to pay. I thought about it for a whole second... then got between my sister's legs and started to learn how to lick a pussy. She learned how to suck dick with me and as I said, fucking just made sense and was the obvious thing for us to do. When I expressed a concern about it, she famously said, "As long as you don't get me pregnant, I don't see what the problem is..." then commanded me to eat her pussy so we could fuck. I've had a lifetime to think about all of this and I just do not feel badly about it because I understand that it just happens and that when it does, it's not always a horrible and terrible thing, not as it's reported to be and how we want to believe it is. [/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I had another friend who was doing his sister - again, nothing "unusual" happening here and she was more than happy and willing to have sex with him and, sometimes, the both of us. Of course, everyone doing this... in-house knew it was wrong as anything could get... didn't stop it one bit. I learned to eat pussy courtesy of my sister and it just "made sense" for us to not only go down on each other but to fuck even though we both knew that if we got caught, I was gonna be a dead kid. I know of a lot of guys who got introduced this way and it shames them to know that they did. Some guys were... forced to comply which, in my opinion, should never be done but it is what it is. Many weren't; they were actually very happy that their big brother wanted to have sex with them, had been hoping that they would despite the great taboo and the possible punishments... which really only meant one thing: Don't get caught. Socially, it's a damned shame how we react to this because, again, it's not like it's completely unknown that it happens; otherwise, why is there a rule against it? There's a reason behind it... but only where brothers and sisters doing it are concerned because if she gets pregnant, well, you can guess what could happen and that is, in fact, a genuine concern. But with brothers? Well, duh, "Tim" and "Joey: ain't ever gonna get each other pregnant, are they? And, importantly, I think, if you can't trust your brother, who can you trust? [/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Incest. A six-letter word and one with probably the most horrific connotations and taboo connected to it. As I said in a recent post about this, we, as a society, want to believe that it doesn't happen while knowing good and damned well that it does. It always has. It always will. It's so well-known that we actually make allowances for siblings to "experiment" with each other and as long as no form of harm happens... and ya don't get caught doing it. My brother and I were lovers for a lot of years and, no, being the oldest, it wasn't even my idea to go there. My only brother asked me to do it with him, begged me to do it, and I said I wouldn't - the risk of getting caught was too great and we both knew what our parents had said about such things - we knew exactly what they meant by, "Or else!" But he kept at me and, yeah, I caved in and we did it... and of all the guys I had had sex with, doing it with him was much, much better. We'd committed a double sin and, as I said earlier, if we got caught or eve suspected of it, the storm that would land on us would make being in hell look like a summer vacation. But I knew that we weren't the only brothers doing it. Damned near any of my friends who had a brother - and yeah, a sister - were committing this sin willfully and, sadly, sometimes, not so much. I watched a friend of mine get done by his much older brother and I could tell it wasn't the first time they'd done it. [/SIZE][/FONT]
I have a really strong desire to be fucked. I watch porn where a guy, outdoors, leans over a tree or table, offering his ass, for the equally naked guy behind to fuck him. That excites me. Let him shoot his cum inside me. Then walk away when he is done.
[QUOTE=cougar333;339325]All cocksuckers like myself have to be very submissive. i love b[COLOR=#333333]eing on one's knees, mouth full of a man's cock. Awaiting him to drop his cum in my miuth turns me on just thinking about it.[/COLOR] W[COLOR=#333333]hen that hot cum starts shooting out of that beutiful cock I have that indescribable pleasure and satisfaction that I have pleased this man. I embrace without question being a submissive gay cocksucker.The taste and swallowing a man's cum is such a pleasure and I take in every drop and thank him for me being able o pleasure him.[/COLOR][/QUOTE]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I got sick and tired listening to gay men preaching their agenda, telling me how confused and in denial I was and that I'd been brainwashed by pussy. One guy asked me, "What can a woman do that a man can't?" "Give me children, for one," I said and holding back a laugh. "If you've never been with a woman, I'm sure you can't understand what it's like." "No, but I've heard..." he began - and I cut him off. "Whatever you've heard doesn't mean shit," I said, my temper starting to get the best of me. "The fact is you don't know what it's like and in any context so you can't understand what it means to me. You're gay - I get it; I even respect it... but you're like a Jehovah's Witness trying to preach your "religion" to me and wanting me to convert to your view of things... and that ain't gonna happen." It got so bad that even when I'd meet "nice and decent" gay dudes, nope - nothing was gonna happen even when we both knew that something should happen. I don't have anything against gay men but I do have a problem with anyone who insists that I stop being who and what I am and in favor of something that, without offense, doesn't make sense for me to do. I know some guys go from bi to gay - because it's what works for them... I'm not one of those guys and, again, without offense, wouldn't want to just be gay. [/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]"If the guy was like you, I'd probably not object a whole lot," I said honestly. "The thing is that I learned a long time ago that I can best take care of my needs both ways. Sure, I can get with guys whenever I want to; I wouldn't be here if that wasn't the case. But just being gay? I don't see the benefits of it. It's said that when you're bisexual, you have the best of both worlds and like I said, I've had a lot of experiences that speak toward that." "But you were with a guy," he said. "Yes... but even as much as I loved him, it never crossed my mind to leave my wife and kids for him. I wasn't - I couldn't - do that and he understood that I wasn't gonna do that," I said. "Even if I didn't have those responsbilities, to just be with a guy? Just doesn't feel right." We did each other again but I didn't enjoy it as much as I had in the other moments because my mind was pondering his original question. Back at home, I spent some time trying to look at it from his point of view and it wasn't easy to do; unlike him, I knew what it was like to be into women and trying to create a scenario in my mind where I wasn't, well, I couldn't do it. After that encounter, it was like I just kept running into gay men who, with or without sex, were insisting that I give up women in favor of just being with men and, frankly, I was getting tired of hearing it. I was getting tired of having sex with them and they'd decide to make their case and then get pissed because I wasn't gonna be totally gay. One guy said I wasn't shit... and I laughed at him and said, "You didn't say that when I had my dick all up in your ass..." That made him even angrier. [/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]He laughed and said that I should seriously consider being gay and I asked him, "Based on what? I'm not trying to piss you off or put down what we've done so far, but I've felt that just being gay is too... limiting; I don't see how or why - how do they put it? - picking one side and staying on it is of any real benefit." "I guess you have a point there," he said. "I've never been with a woman so I wouldn't know what that's like." "I hope you don't expect me to explain it to you," I said with a laugh. "We'd be here for a few years! I get it; some gay men don't know this, don't see the sense in it given where their thoughts and feelings lie. Still, for me to give up women and just be gay just doesn't make any sense to me." He nodded thoughtfully for a moment and we got into it again... and I got a sense that he was trying to do more than getting me off; it was like he was trying to convince me that being gay would be the best thing for me. Don't get me wrong; he was magnificent, attentive, focused. He had asked if we could fuck and I agreed and he fucked me nicely and when I fucked him, he was really responsive and all that. We lay next to each other on the bed (which was trashed) when he said, "Tell me you woulnd't want this from a guy all of the time." [/SIZE][/FONT]
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