Perhaps the wish that things were different? Maybe really different?So he was obsessed with his sister. Can't do anything about it of course. Want to ...know why they don't do anything together? It is because he has always feared he would slip and she would figure it out. After all the years of teasing her and making her suffer because he was suffering would come back to haunt him. She would be relentless. He would squirm and run from his home never to return.His sister was not some innocent. She. Well, damned near close enough. We bullshitted each other for years about imagined stories of girls we'd fucked all through Junior High, and, appallingly enough, the bastard lost his cherry to Meagan Meeks a full year and a half before I managed to lose mine to Traci. Of course, fittingly enough, I was the one who maintained a steady string of sex through college, while he latched on to Jenna and undertook some sort of pledge of celibacy until marriage.I've been a dominant my whole life, I just. So we packed our hands with snacks and pop and set in for the late night movies on HBO and Cinemax. We were always real close and he was a touchy feely kind of kid. That is how his dad was and he grew up being the same way. It was late on Friday and the movies were starting to get better and better. We had stuffed ourselves on snacks and were just lying around watching a movie. It was a hot and we were so comfortable around each other that we were just in our boxers. As the movie played on and. ‘Did it turn you on May? Looking at his big white cock?’She nodded, moaning, her mouth full of my cock. Maybe it should have filled me with anger, the confession that my precious new girlfriend, the girl I loved, was aroused by another man, her young Asian cunt wet for his cock, but it didn’t. It nearly made me cum in her mouth. I had to stop her. Reluctantly I withdrew my cock from her mouth.‘Did you want to see his cock May?’‘Yes,’ she answered, eyes down. I placed my hand under her chin,.