I was completely broken and after getting graduate I came home. Itna sab hona ka baad I was frustrated and nothing was going right . Home town ki vaja...sa sex karna bhi mushkil ho gaya tha is vaja sa bhi mai gussa ho gaya. I started masturbating heavily, I was so desperate that I even started masturbating in my mom’s panties but never had bad intention for her. The story towards my night with mom started when my started noticing stains on her panties and of pre cum on my panties but ignored it .. The result of the Kinsey’s scale, also known as the Heterosexual-Homosexual rating scale, revealed 80 percent inclination towards women, 20 percent towards men. A dozen sessions and a grid of questionnaires later, I allowed myself to be okay with my attraction to same-sex. It was quite normal to go on a coffee date. The Balkan and I lasted for one very trying year. Constant fights were mostly because I was applying the same rules of engagement as I would with a man, and it left behind a. He told me to get on my knees straight away and sniff his crotch, forcing my face into his hardening cock. The masculine Snell of his cock and balls already getting me horny. He then ordered me to strip whilst still smelling his crotch. Then he told me to get on the bed on my stomach in just my underwear. He pulled them down and spanked my round ass, watching it jiggle and my dick slowly hardened, then he forced his face into my tight boy pussy, his beard tickling my smooth anus and his tongues. I mean, we've seen each other naked. Lots of times. We've skinny-dipped, played spin-the-bottle with friends, Truth or Dare, yes, but no sex. It's not unusual for either one of us to come out of the shower, towel off and run naked down the hall to our own room to dress. So, sure, we've seen each other but it's been hands off.Now, don't get me wrong. I'm seventeen and I'm a male. My sister is pretty, very pretty. In fact, she's one of the prettiest girls I know. And, yes, when I've seen her.