Life of Jason

My story, (all rights reserved by copy write)
Chapter one & two of 23

A couple of years ago My best friend Bob and I sat down after a few beers and related to each other what our lives had been like. While completely different yet in some respects quite similar. This is my story as I related it to Bob.

The story you are about to hear is true, only the names and some of the places have been changed to protect the individuals written about. The words used are written so that you can get an idea of my thoughts at the age I was at that time of my life.
CHAPTER ONE
My father, mother, and Sister Tina lived in a small two-bedroom house in Venice, California. Tina and I had slept in the same bed since I was four because the house was very small. When I was about seven years old I woke up with my sister sucking on my pee-pee. Tina is three years older than me. My pee-pee was stiff because I had to pee and, I said, “Tina, what are you doing.” She said she was playing momma. When you were about two years old I saw Mom giving you a bath. She didn’t see me and after she dried you off and put powder on you she bent down and sucked on your pee-pee. She did that to you every time she bathed you until you and I started bathing together when you were three. This morning I saw your pee-pee standing straight up, so I thought I would see what it was like. I said it felt good and you can do it anytime. She didn’t think it was such a big deal; however I would catch her doing it now and then over the next year. I always pretended to be asleep.
In my eighth year I woke up one morning early and Tina instead of sucking my pee-pee was sitting on it. I said “now what are you doing?” She said “last night when I got up to go to the bathroom I heard a kind of moaning coming from Mom & Dad’s bedroom. I opened their door and momma was sitting on top of Daddy. She was moving up and down on Daddies pee-pee and making this funning moaning sound. His pee-pee was much bigger than yours.” I was only about four inches at that time. She said she wanted to see what it was like to do what Momma was doing, so that’s what I’m doing. She asked, “Do you like it,” as she continued to rise up and down on me. I said, “Yes, it feels real good” and she said it felt good to her too. After that whenever my pee-pee got stiff she would sit on it and, sometimes she would suck on it first. The only thing was I only got stiff when I had to pee in the morning. We did it two or three times a week, whenever Tina would wake up before I pee’d. One morning about eight months later I woke up with Tina sitting on me, but this time she had her knees up close to her chest and was pushing down on me real hard. Suddenly we heard kind of a pop and my pee-pee went into what she called her warming pouch about another inch. She said “Oh that hurt.” She just sat there on me for about a minuet or so, and then she continued to rise up and down on my pee-pee. It felt even better because there was more of me inside her pouch. I told her I had to really go pee. When I got up we saw some blood on the sheet and between her legs. We got real scared because we thought we had done something wrong. We hid the sheets until we could wash them after school. Tina went into the bathroom and washed herself off, it was later that we learned that she had broken her maidenhead because she was a virgin. We played Mommy and Daddy almost every day. One morning Tina started sucking my pee-pee after I had already been to the bathroom. I was quite surprised when it got stiff from just her sucking. After that I would let Tina do it whenever she wanted to. It seemed like she wanted to all the time.
About a year later I was invited over to my best friend Bob’s house. We had been best friends since I was about six years old.