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After reading some of the stories here, I thought I would write about
some of the sexual things that happened with me and my parents. They were
slovenly drunks for the most part. Like most drunks, they became less
inhibited when they were drinking, but unlike most drunks they could
actually follow through on their horniness. Because they were so
uninhibited, not to mention former hippies, they were very open and
carefree around me and my sister. Basically when they were horny they
fucked, which was often, and when they fucked they basically did it right
then and there. One of my earliest memories is playing with my toys while
my parents had noisy, laughing sex on the couch behind me. Another memory
is climbing in bed with them during a storm and then laying frozen with
confusion at the edge of the bed while they fucked with the lights off.
After they finished they hugged me, put me between them and passed out. I
remember the first time someone paid attention to my erections. My mom
was bathing me in the tub and tickled my little erection. She called my
dad in and he had to feel it too. They both kissed it and tickled me all
over. My dad took out his huge thing and asked me to feel it, then I
watched my mom suck it until my dad sighed and collapsed on the bathroom
floor. At the time I had no idea what was going on. During subsequent
baths my mom would continue to tickle me and kiss me down there, but it
seemed like it was more for her amusement than for any erotic aspect. I
was six and just starting school when my mom got pregnant again with my
sister. Morning sickness was bad for her so she was in bed for most of
the day. Her constant drinking probably didn't help either. She did quit
drinking (mostly) while pregnant, since she knew it made her feel worse.
I felt that my mom hated me since she was sending me off to school AND
talking about the new baby AND not paying any more attention to me, so I
hated her right back. I was the worst kid then, at the worst possible
time. So my dad started spending more time with me, including bathing me
and bathing with me. He would continue the kissing and tickling but he
would take it a little farther, like having me jack him off until he was
rock hard, then he would get out of the tub and go in to his room with
Mom and fuck. I saw this happen many times. When my mom was VERY pregnant
with a huge belly, she and my dad explained everything to me including a
demonstration while I sat on the bed behind them. Mom showed me her hairy
pussy and then Dad got me to watch while he slid his penis into her. They
said the baby was actually growing inside of her and would come out of
that hole. After my baby sister was born I asked questions about her
anatomy and so on, but Mom and Dad had pretty much covered all that
territory with me. I got in trouble a couple times at school for
revealing my knowledge of sex stuff, so I learned to keep my mouth shut.
Now my baby sister got bathed in the same tub with me and my mom started
kissing and tickling me again. I asked her why she didn't kiss and tickle
my sister, and she said she didn't know and then kissed my sister down
there, too, and so did I. We laughed about it. OK, things went on like
this for a while until I met this boy named Daryl in fourth grade. We
spent the night at each other's houses and so on. He had the coolest fort
in his back yard made out of branches, leaves and old blankets. In the
fort we played Doctor and Dares and all that stuff. When we spent the
night we would tickle or suck each others dicks. When my dad caught us we
were very nervous, but he said it was OK and that it was normal, and so
on. He tickled our dicks for a minute and then told us we should
continue. While we did he played with his own penis. Then he went to get
my Mom, who laughed when she saw us. They were both pretty drunk and
smelled like it, and I was embarrassed that they were so drunk and smelly
around Daryl. They went back to their bedroom to fuck and I was so
embarrassed that I pretended to fall asleep as fast as possible. There
were a couple more incidents like that, and I didn't want to bring
friends over any more, even though Daryl kept asking to come over. When
he did come over in fifth grade, we stayed outdoors as much as possible,
we even pitched a tent in spring summer and fall. We still played with
each other in the tent but I tried to avoid my parents and their
drunkenness. One night my dad did come out to the tent to check on us
around midnight or so. We were in a sixty-nine when I heard my dad
walking across the yard and mumbling to himself. We jumped into our
sleeping bags and pretended to be asleep. My dad unzipped the tent and
crawled in between us, then passed out. When he started snoring, Daryl
and I sat up and looked at each other. I turned on the flashlight and
looked at my dad, then at Daryl. We covered our mouths with our hands and
laughed. My dad farted in his sleep and that made us laugh some more. I
shone my light down at my dad's crotch and saw his huge erection making a
tent in his sweat pants, which made us laugh even more. Daryl pretended
to touch it and so did I. Then Daryl pretended to lick it. My sides were
hurting from so much stifled giggling. Then I actually did touch it, just
a little. Dad didn't move. Then I put my hand on it. Still no move from
Dad. I whispered to Daryl that he should do it. He shook his head. We
went back and forth for a while, daring each other to do it, until we
both did it at the same time. Daryl put his hand on my dad's dick for
about half a second and then yanked his hand away. I left my hand on
there. I reached inside my dad's sweatpants and held his penis. It was
hot to the touch and felt huge in my hand. I took my hand out and gave
the flashlight to Daryl, then lowered my dad's sweatpants down to his
scrotum. My dad grunted and sighed and we both vanished into our sleeping
bags. After several seconds we peered back out again. Dad was still
asleep but he had turned on to his side facing me. Daryl was making faces
with the flashlight under his chin. I reached out and grabbed my Dad's
dick again. I stroked it. My own dick was rock hard. Daryl and I were
both still naked. I stroked my dad's dick some more and my dad laid on
his back again, which prompted Daryl and I to jump under our sleeping
bags again. We waited for what seemed like minutes but was probably a few
seconds. This time Daryl shined his light on my Dad's dick while I
stroked it. I even licked it a few times. Daryl kept whispering, oh my
god, oh my god. I was really into it until my father stirred and mumbled
my mother's name. We both vanished under our bags again. I heard my dad
sit up, then lay back down again. His elbow kept bumping my back. I
peered out from my bag and saw my dad with his eyes still closed, but he
was stroking his own dick slowly. Daryl was still hidden under his
sleeping bag. Dad switched hands, and then I realized he was awake. He
put his other hand behind me and rubbed my back. His eyes were still
closed. His hand went down my back to my hips, then around the front to
my very hard dick, which he tickled and fondled. I saw Daryl peer out of
his bag but I didn't think he saw what my father was doing to me, only
what he was doing to himself. My dad ejaculated all over his t-shirt,
squeezing my penis while he squirted, and then when he was done he sat up
and crawled out of the tent all of a sudden. Daryl and I listened to him
go back to the house and then we talked for a while. We wondered if we
could cum like that so we laid next to each other and jerked off. Soon we
jerked each other off, then sucked each other, then got back into our 69,
but we never came that night. Eventually Daryl announced that he was
tired and going to sleep, so I had to sleep too. After that, every time
Daryl brought it up, I'd try to change the subject, even though I thought
about it a lot and wanted something like that to happen again. I was
having vague preteen fantasies of standing in a circle of adult men and
inspecting their penises, holding and weighing each one, and then finally
masturbating each one until they came into a petri dish. I had lots of
weird science-medical fantasies as a kid, probably because I played
Doctor so much. Daryl and I were best friends at this point even though
we ended up going to different middle schools. We would still spend the
night with each other and try to have some kind of sexual contact. In
middle school I got even more self-conscious about myself around my
parents and conscious about their behavior in front of my friends. Mom
and Dad weren't having as much sex as they used to, or as much as I
remember them having, but when they did it it was still without
inhibitions. I remember once watching my mom suck my dad while my baby
sister breast fed. All of them were in my parents' bed together. My mom
breastfed my sister until she was nearly old enough to go to school. I
bathed alone these days but sometimes I'd get stuck bathing my sister
too, and I'd kiss her down there sometimes and tried to get her to kiss
me too. Around this time I noticed that my mom shaved off all her pubic
hair because dad kept saying how cute my sister's little thing was. Mom
didn't keep it very well shaved so it was always a little bristly or red
or something, but still it was there in front of me sometimes. When I
started having wet dreams, I knew what they were so I didn't tell anyone,
but Mom washed the sheets, of course. One night they called me into their
bedroom. My sister was sitting in my mom's lap and Dad was lying down
behind them. All of them were mostly nude and in the big bed. Dad gave me
the talk about wet dreams and I was embarrassed, so I tried to let them
know that I knew about all that stuff. They asked me questions and I
tried to answer, but I also got hard while talking about it, which they
noticed. Mom asked to see it and I complained a little but showed her my
hard dick anyway. She smiled. Dad started playing with himself, which
made me a little uncomfortable. I said I was going to bed now and they
said I could go on to bed. The first time I ejaculated I was in bed in
the morning, masturbating a little before my shower and breakfast. This
was in seventh grade, so I was thirteen or fourteen. Normally I played
with myself and then eventually got up and jumped in the shower but this
time it kept feeling better and better until I came all over my hands and
belly. I tasted it, then ate all of it off my hands. When I showered I
thought about inviting Daryl over this weekend. I called him that
afternoon and he accepted. That Friday night while my parents were passed
out in the living room, I showed Daryl my new trick. I squirted all over
my legs and his. He thought it was gross but cool and said he couldn't do
it yet, but he knew someone who could. Daryl had met this other kid in
school who hung out with him. They spent the night together a couple of
times and Daryl showed him how to fool around. His name was Gary. I was a
little jealous but I wanted to meet Gary. That night Daryl and I sucked
each other a lot and I came in Daryl's mouth once. Daryl swallowed it and
said Gary had already done that to him, but that I tasted better than
Gary. Again I was jealous but secretly pleased. We fell asleep together,
nude, in my bed. I should mention that my sister was about seven years
old at this point. She liked playing our kissing game and our parents
still liked to play too. We would bathe together and kiss each other's
genitals. I taught her how to suck on the end of my penis, but I hadn't
done it since I learned how to cum. A couple of times I thought my
parents would catch us, but the worst they ever saw was me with a hard-on
in the tub with my sister, which they totally ignored. My sister would
run around the house with her pants down to her knees or her dress up to
her shoulders asking for special kisses, which everybody would give her.
So anyway, the next morning my sister did that while Daryl and I were in
bed together. Daryl gave me a funny look but I leaned out of bed and
kissed my sister's little thing. Then I leaned back so she could kiss my
thing too. Then she ran out of the room to get Mom and Dad to kiss her. I
got up and got dressed and told Daryl to do the same thing, then I went
to see what was going on. Sure enough she was trying to rouse Mom and Dad
for special kisses, but they were both still out cold and moaning from
the noise and light. I hustled her out of there into the kitchen and made
breakfast. I asked Daryl if Gary would let us spend the night at his
house, and he said sure. So we started making plans for that. A couple of
weeks later my mom dropped me off at Gary's house. Daryl was already
there. We played football and basketball in Gary's huge backyard for a
long time, then ate pizza and watched some movies that Gary's dad got for
us. We were all sleeping on a huge fold-out couch in Gary's living room.
We were watching Nine and a Half Weeks, and after the scene with the
food, Gary announced that he was getting hard. Daryl agreed and they both
got under the covers. So did I even though I wasn't hard yet. They pulled
off their underpants and started playing together. Daryl said Come on, to
me, and I did the same. Gary was in the middle. He felt our dicks while
Daryl and I felt his. Gary's penis was a little bigger and thicker than
ours, he even had hair around his shaft, but just a little. Finally Gary
went under the covers to suck Daryl. I kept playing with Gary's penis,
then I decided to suck him too. He thrust into my mouth which made me gag
a couple of times. Finally we got a rhythm going and Gary soon began to
give me his sperm, which I drank. Daryl was right, it was a little sour,
unlike mine which was bland but sweet. Once Gary came in my mouth he
wanted me to cum in his, so I laid back on the couch bed and let him
crawl between my legs to suck me. I motioned for Daryl to come over to me
and I told him to straddle my chest. Now I was sucking Daryl's dick while
Gary sucked mine, it was the greatest. It didn't take long for me to cum
in Gary's mouth and when I did, I stopped sucking Daryl long enough to
gasp and grunt. Then Daryl laid back down on the bed and Gary and I took
turns licking his dick and balls. Then we all went to sleep. This was
repeated many times for a few months until Gary and I had a huge argument
over a basketball game. I didn't talk to Gary for the rest of the weekend
and wished I was home. After that I didn't talk to Gary for months. Daryl
divided his time between me and Gary on the weekends. The incident that I
remember the most is when Daryl told me that he had started cumming with
Gary, which made me jealous. He promised to show me something that he and
Gary had been doing. He got on his hands and knees, spread his cheeks and
told me to put it in. I immediately knew what he was talking about, so I
tried. We couldn't do it at first, so I spit on my dick and he spit on
his hand and rubbed it around his rectum. Then I penetrated him pretty
easily. I actually fucked Daryl in the ass, I even came inside of him. It
was the greatest ever. Then Daryl wanted a turn, but I argued with him a
little bit. He said he'd soften me up and get me ready. He had me lay on
my back and hold my knees up to my chest. He sucked my dick and rubbed
his finger on my anus, then jerked me off while he actually licked my
butt. This tickled me in huge pleasurable waves. Then he went back to
sucking my dick (which hadn't been cleaned since I fucked him) and he
slid a finger in my ass. I was seeing stars and almost crying with
pleasure. After a few minutes he got me to scoot to the edge of the bed
while in the same position, then he pushed his hard little cock into me.
Oh, it felt so good. He came inside of me, too. After that, every time he
spent the night we would buttfuck and maybe 69. In the summer between
seventh and eighth grade two things happened. One, my father was killed
in a drunk driving accident. It was his fault. He hit a telephone pole
which fell over onto his car and smashed in his roof. Everybody told me
he died instantly. The other thing that happened was that my mother
caught me and Daryl fucking. I was fucking Daryl one night in my bedroom.
I thought she had passed out on the couch but she had woken up and headed
for her bedroom. My dad's death made her drink even more, there were many
days where she would come home from work and just drink until she passed
out around 7 or 8 pm. I was worried she would lose her job. Anyway, Daryl
was on his hands and knees, face down in the pillows, and I was behind
him screwing his ass and reaching around to feel his hardness. I looked
up and my Mom was standing there in the doorway swaying from side to
side. I immediately stopped what I was doing and sat back. Daryl asked
why I stopped, and my mom turned around and went into her bedroom and
slammed the door. Daryl and I freaked out totally. The next morning was
tension city but my mom acted like she didn't even remember anything. On
Monday when I came home from school Mom was waiting for me. She sent my
sister outside and then took me into her bedroom. She yelled at me about
being queer, which I thought was weird since she knew Dad played with my
dick sometimes. I felt like shit but I was mad at her for being such a
drunk, so I yelled at her about that. We had a huge fight and then I
stomped off to my room, slammed the door, threw myself onto my bed and
cried. My mom came in right behind me and started to soothe me, running
her hand up my shirt and rubbing my back. She asked me to turn over and
she kissed me on the lips and wiped away my tears, then she kissed me
again, harder. She put her hand on my penis and told me that she had seen
me with Daryl and that she didn't want me to be queer. She rubbed my cock
until it was hard and then asked me to take it out. She started to play
with my hard dick and kiss me some more, first softly then aggressively
with her tongue. She leaned down and sucked me for a few minutes, then
pulled off her shorts and climbed on top of me. I came inside of her in
about three minutes. I didn't even touch her, I was so scared and
nervous, but so excited too. She kissed me again and told me I wasn't
queer, then left the room. I heard her door close. I laid there in bed
with our juices dripping off my sides. I just laid there and thought
about what happened. When I heard my sister come back into the house a
couple of hours later I jumped up, pulled up my pants, closed my door and
got into bed. My mom didn't say anything about it for a couple of days.
Then when I asked her if I could spend the night out with Gary (really I
wanted to see Daryl), she said no, she had plans for me on the weekend.
So on Friday night my sister gets to spend the night with her friends and
I'm home alone with Mom. By this point she has missed three days of work
and when she calls me into her bedroom I can smell the whiskey from the
doorway. I get in bed with her and she's naked. She tells me she loves me
and that she misses me, but I think she meant she missed my dad. Then she
started to pull on my penis but I didn't get hard at all, I was too
disgusted by her drunkenness. She was a nice looking woman even then, but
she was so shitfaced and slobbery that it was disgusting. I ended up
holding her while she cried a lot. We fell asleep together that way. When
I woke up Saturday morning I had a piss-hard. My mom was passed out next
to me, still naked. I went into the hall bathroom and peed, then went
back in to see her. My cock was still hard. Suddenly I wanted to do it. I
laid down behind her and rubbed my cock in the cheeks of her ass. No
response. I tried to push it in but I couldn't. I actually started to get
mad. I moved over to her front and started rubbing my penis on her open
mouth, lips and tongue. That got me more excited. I jacked off while she
snored next to me, and when I came I shot it into her mouth and on her
tits. That woke her up and she slapped me. Then she started crying again
and hugged me. Things were getting really fucked up. While she was
hugging me I started kissing the tops of her breasts. She let me suck
them for a while, then she started feeling my cock again. She told me to
get on my back and she got on top of me, then guided my dick into her
pussy. She had stubble on her pussy which hurt my skin. We fucked for a
long time since I had just cum, and when I did cum again inside of her,
she laid down next to me, stuck a finger inside of herself and pulled out
some cum to eat. She said that Dad used to do this with her. I suddenly
felt disgusted again so I took a shower, got dressed and had breakfast. I
checked in on her, she was asleep in bed again with a new bottle open on
the dresser next to her. I left the house. There were a few more fucked
up incidents like that, but really the next thing that happened was Mom
lost her job. Then she tried to kill herself, and she was taken away. My
sister and I were sent to live with my father's parents, who were very
strict Catholic assholes. I tried suicide too, but thankfully I failed. I
haven't seen my Mom since then. I'm in graduate school now and living
with a man. My grandparents have no idea that I'm bisexual, they think my
lover is my "roommate." I will keep stringing them along until I graduate
and don't need their money any more, then I'm going to move away, get a
great job, and someday send for my younger sister. Anyway, that's the
story.

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