I feel happier with my life now but it could have been very different. When I left school in the summer of 1986 there was not a lot of choice in what ...you could do. A number of industries had closed down in recent years or relocated elsewhere in the country. Some of my friends had found employment, some went on to Youth Training Scheme’s, some did nothing but I decided to go to College. It was whilst at College that I had my first introduction to lesbianism. It was only brief fumblings back at. He took some of my clear precum and rubbed it on his own cock, I took some of his and rubbed it on my cock.It felt incredible, my own brother jerking my big cock. I was about to cum, and I could feel he was too."See, it's not so bad having a tiny cock," I said breathlessly, "It gets hard and cums just like any other."Just to fuck with him, because we're brothers after all, albeit lovers now, I took Sis' panties and rubbed them in his face and stuffed them in his mouth. I wasn't gay, but I had. I fondled him softly running my hand over him and across his tummy he throbbed and tingled against my fingers it made me giggle. He told me he liked the way that I rubbed him in my hands, and that made me feel good, I was so turned on and wet in between my legs. I told him I wanted to know what he felt like in me. He asked me if I was sure, and I said yes, he slid me flat on the bed and crawled in between my legs and then he asked me if I was a virgin. I told him no that I had had sex once. You are quite a sight. Eighteenyears old, standing in my kitchen in sopping wet diapers, smelling likea two-year-old who hasn't been changed in a week. What are we going todo with you?"Tom wasn't sure what to say, but knew he had to come up with someargument in his defense. Most of all he wanted to get theconfrontation over with so that he could get out of the diapers. Smalltrickles of pee had run down his legs and the bottom of the diaperpressed uncomfortably against his rear. As he.