Especially after that final warm hug, how could we walk around and live our lives and not acknowledge it once, ever? You mean to tell me it was just a...one night aberration? I know we’re brother and sister, I get it, to someone reading this they might be thinking, “Gross!”, but you had to be there to understand. It happened so naturally. There was more to that night that just the physical, there was some emotional bonding there. I don’t know, these thoughts nagged at me.Five years go by, I was. Her tongue traced lightly down one side, then up the other of my lips. Her fingers parted me gently and she licked top to bottom. I found myself catching my breath with each stroke, my hips leaning into her, trying to draw her warm mouth more fully onto me. As if reading my body language, she consumed me suddenly, the length of her tongue pushing me open as her hot breath and lips pulled gently at my clit. "OHH!" I exclaimed, losing myself completely to the feeling. "Ohhh, oh god mom, keep. .. how I knew I was gay." He smiled through his tears. "Sorry. I can go now. I just thought, well, I'd hate myself if I didn't at least try." Wait." I could suddenly feel my hands trembling. I leaned forward and kissed him, pulling him by his shoulders toward me. He was clean-shaven, but I could feel the gentle rasp of his stubble. In the few times I had hooked up with men, it was always just about sucking, I never kissed them. It was different from kissing a woman, and exciting. His shoulders. " I was a teenager in the 70's and my girlfriends and I read all those Joyof Sex books and manuals on the importance of pleasing your woman, takeyour time, be giving and attentive to her needs and don't rush thesexual experience. We didn't have time for that here. It was time to getoff and get out! So, I really started pumping into her as fast as Icould go... her bare nipples were mashed into the cold desk top and shewas face down holding onto the desk as I fucked her as hard and fast asI knew.