She would normally not leave me alone but the neighbor agreed to check on me from now and then. It was day 2 of my time alone and I was watching porn ...n my room which was my main source of fun since I was only 15 and had no experience with the girls yet. After about 15 minutes of porn I blew my load all over the sheets.“ Shit, that was messy” I yelled “ oh well I’ll just wash them anyway , they could use it”. I put the sheets in the wash and decided to call my friend Rick to see what was up.“. I loving, begging pardon; kissing her, told her of my pleasure, and asked about hers, all snatches, for I thought I had done her. Not a word could I get, but she looked me in the face beseechingly, begging me to go. I had no such intention, my prick was again stiffening, I pulled it out, the sight of her cunt had stimulated me, she looked with languid eyes at me, her cap was off, her hair hanging about her head, her dress torn near her breast. More so than she had ever looked was she beautiful. Before I go on, I have to say that I love my mother, and I also love the man I grew up initially assuming was my father. But the older I got, the more I wondered about the disparity of skin coloring between myself and them. How did this come about? I wanted to know, and one day, the three of us sat down and they began to explain to me certain details I had never consider before."So, who IS my biological father?"My parents paused for several moments, exchanging glances. It was finally my mother. After we finished copying, we were given a few practice problems to do and I set to work. That’s when he started his everyday tendencies. When he sat in the front, I couldn’t help but overhear his conversations. He would always make sexual jokes to his friends and they would all laugh, but I couldn’t help but wish that he were joking with me. I was jealous over the fact that he was so confident with is sexuality that he could make these jokes with his friends without them caring. He called my.