I Had Sex With My Brother

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I Had Sex With My Brother

I had sex with my brother but I don't feel guilty By Joan McFadden

 A woman slept with her sibling for years and has good memories. Not many people understand their relationship, she says Strangely enough, Daniel's wedding day didn't upset me at all. It was his 30th birthday six months later which really got to me, as he stood there with his wife Alison while they greeted the guests. I can honestly say that that was the only time when I felt real envy and wished desperately that it was me standing beside him, arms round each other as we showed the world how much we loved each other. It's not as if I'm not allowed to love Daniel, but the way we feel about each other isn't something that we can share easily with anyone else. Daniel is my brother, but since I was 14 we've had a sexual relationship - and that's not something that many people would feel comfortable with. I've only ever spoken about this once before, and even then it was very much in the abstract. While I was still at university a friend had a major misunderstanding with a relatively new boyfriend when one of his friends had reported back to him that he'd seen her hugging and kissing another man in the union bar. She was firstly annoyed at being questioned and became even more exasperated when she explained that the man in question was her brother, as her boyfriend refused to believe her. Their loud discussion took place in the union with an interested audience, until he finally stamped out in fury, still refusing to believe her. As she flounced back to join us she made a remark about preferring her brother to any other man, whereupon one of the crowd said “Yuck, how pervy!” As she sat down beside me she muttered something like “It's not that strange,” and three or four drinks later I quietly asked her what she'd meant. Fuelled by drink or maybe just rage, she started talking in a very intense but hushed way about how close siblings could be, going on to say that she was sure that many people experimented sexually with them as they grew up and then simply grew out of it. She said it was like practising your social skills on your family and so long as it was mutual, she couldn't see the harm. I didn't say much - partly because I couldn't believe that I'd met someone who seemed to be like me - and she very quickly clammed up and moved over to talk to someone else and never brought up the subject again. I think the only reason that I'm talking about it now is to emphasise that I truly believe that she was right - it doesn't happen to everyone but it happens to some, and I don't want to be made to feel guilty about it. Incest is so often spoken about in the same breath as abuse, but if you're close in age and equal in relationship terms then it's entirely different. Of course abuse happens, but it can happen in any sexual relationship and there's an expectation that a family member would never hurt you in the way that someone else could. There's no comparison between siblings close in age having sexual feelings and contact and an adult forcing a younger member of the family to do something they neither understand nor want to be involved in. I think incest is traditionally seen as bad, but in some cultures that isn't the case. When I was small I asked a Sunday school teacher if Adam and Eve's children married each other since they were the first people on earth. She just laughed and didn't reply. Having children with Daniel was never an issue and we were always careful about contraception. All my memories of my relationship with Daniel are good. He's only a year older than me and we've always been close, especially since we always seemed to be full of nonsense compared with our older sister Jane. She's four years older than Daniel and very studious and focused, while he's bursting with fun and light-hearted enthusiasm. I've adored him for as long as I can remember and my parents were always delighted by our closeness when we were small. We shared friends and moved happily in the same social circles, so I could never understand girls who didn't get on with their brothers. Things changed when I was 14. I had spent hours getting ready for my first Christmas dance when I knocked on Daniel's bedroom door. It's a dodgy age as you're trying to come to terms with your developing body and worry endlessly about how you look, so his wolf whistle was very welcome as he swept me into his arms and we pirouetted, laughing, around the room, before going downstairs to show off our finery to our parents and Jane. Daniel's appreciation really helped my confidence and I was aware of him smiling approvingly as boy after boy asked me up to dance, though my greatest pleasure was when he claimed me for the last dance. We giggled home to gossip and hot chocolate with our parents and by the next day all the finery was discarded and life was back to normal. On New Year's Eve Daniel went to a party and by the time he got home I was already asleep. I was extremely sleepy when he crept into my room and curled up on my bed, which was something we'd both done for years, especially if we wanted to share some snippet of gossip. When he started stroking my hair and face it was a surprise, but I could feel myself drifting pleasurably back to sleep as he caressed me gently. Then I became aware of his hand drifting lower and suddenly I was wide awake as he stroked my neck and started sliding his hand down my vest top. I wasn't scared but I was surprised as he started stroking me, though my overriding sensation was one of sheer pleasure. I instinctively lifted my mouth to his as he kissed me and then he hugged me very tightly and left. I lay in complete confusion with my mind racing and my body totally turned on. All the sex education I'd had said that this was wrong, that it was abuse and incest. But it hadn't felt wrong and I certainly hadn't felt forced. Rather, I felt that Daniel had stopped long before I'd wanted him to. It was hours before I finally fell asleep but I was sure of two things - that I'd really enjoyed it and I still adored my brother. The next morning it was clear that Daniel had a hangover but as he grinned up at me from his prone position on the couch there was no awkwardness or regret between us. We didn't discuss what had happened, but went for a long walk that afternoon with Jane and the dog and everything felt the same, down to Jane chiding us about being irresponsible about leaving our parents to do all the tidying up after new year's dinner. Over the next few years we had sexual encounters every six months or so, each time going farther and farther until I was 17, when we had full sex for the first time. We both went out with other people and there was never any jealousy, although I found it hard to be physically intimate with anyone else. Part of that was because sex with Daniel was so amazing that I had no patience for all the fumbling that seemed to happen with other boys. The sex was never pre-planned, but just always seemed to happen when there was no chance of being discovered. Every so often I would wonder what people would think if they found out, especially our parents, but it always felt so right and was so exciting that these concerns were never enough to stop me. Sometimes he initiated sex and sometimes I did, but in between times our relationship was as easy, relaxed and affectionate as ever, with the incredible passion of each encounter quietly banked away until the next time. I missed Daniel when he went to university, but went to stay with him every three months or so. Sometimes we would have sex and at other times neither of us seemed interested. By the time he met Alison he was working and I was a student, and I knew that this relationship was different, but it still came as a shock when he told me he wanted to marry her. However, I was more shocked when he said: “You only have to say and I won't marry her, but then I want us to stay together and not see anyone else. We could be the old boring brother and sister who never got married, but ended up sharing a house because no one else would have them! I know this is meant to be wrong but I've never felt anything so right.” This echoed everything that I've thought about our incestuous relationship over the years. After hours of discussion we agreed that it was time to stop the sexual side of our relationship and also decided that telling anyone else was a bad idea, parting in tears afterwards. I know Daniel loves Alison, but she's very wary of me. I'm pretty sure that she doesn't see me as a sexual threat, but she thinks of me as an emotional rival and I suppose she's right. It's not unusual - there are countless people dealing with all the emotions that result from partners becoming officially family. I have wondered if there will ever come a time when I'll look back on my relationship with Daniel in disgust, but I don't think so. Everyone has relationships where the sexual element has ended but a great friendship remains, and that's as good a way as any of summing up what's happened with us. Daniel has a unique place in my affections, as I do with him, and that will never change. As an academic I have a tendency to draw logical conclusions. I like to see a pattern and resolution, so it does pain me that what appears so lovely and natural to me would be regarded as abhorrent by most people. It's not my subject, but I would be really interested to see a study on incest done on these terms, moving it away entirely from the concept of abuse. However, I simply cannot imagine that many people are happy to talk about it and I certainly wouldn't put my family through hell by being the first to go public. Three months ago I met Derek and I think this is going to be a lasting relationship. The sex is certainly amazing and he's a warm and lovely man, so I have high hopes for this. The trouble with having someone like Daniel in your life is that it leaves you with very high expectations, but it's hard knowing that the one person you love above everything is out of bounds. Perhaps worst of all is the fact that you can't tell anyone, as his or her disgust would ruin everything. Names have been changed. As told to Joan McFadden

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Comment deleted by user · 9 yr. ago
/r/Confession is a place to admit your wrongdoings, acknowledge your guilt, and alleviate your conscience.
I am female - No I wasn't abused. I wasn't coerced. We were sitting on the couch watching a movie. Both snuggled under a blanket. I was leaning against him and one thing led to another and I had my hand inside his gym pants. The issue is I feel a little guilty but It was 2 people that trust and love each other having a little bit of edgy fun. It didn't go any farther then finishing with my hand. But with that line crossed will it go farther in the future? Maybe. Probably. I want it to, or at least to repeat. He is a year older then me, we are not minors. We've always been very close. I love him truly as my brother and thats it. There's no freaky desire to live with him or marry or whatever. Should there be a problem if 2 consenting people are giving or receiving sexual pleasure? Should I feel guilty?
---editOk,so the opportunity presented itself again this week. We went camping. hanging out by the campfire everyone drifted off to sleep. Me and my bro started talking a little, but didnt want anyone to hear so we went down to the lake and down the shoreline a bit. We had a discussion that left me comfortable that his intentions are the same as mine - purely sexual fun. I think the thrill of the taboo turns us both on. It sure does me at least, plus he has great equipment (lol). At any rate, while he was talking, I reached up his shorts and started to fondle him again. It was hot and turned me on. That went on 'till he was ready to go, and I finished him with my mouth. For now, we both seem pretty good with me doing things to him. He hasn't pushed in any way and seems just as turned on by the taboo and randomness. I also have to say, im pretty impressed with the comments I got here. I didn't expect realistic answers and it helps to here honest (both sides of the fence) responses. Thanks!
This will be probably be down voted to fuck as its not going to be the typical liberal response but here goes:
Do not serve your own brother hand shandies. There's about 7 billion other people in the world you can go and explore your sexuality with but this dude is not one of them.
99% of people will judge you, possibly to the point of total exclusion, if they found out this was an ongoing thing. You are risking making your life needlessly difficult.
related to 1 - imagine telling your future SO that you used to jerk off your brother. Takes meeting the family to whole new levels of awkward.
although Incest is common when children are relatively young, you are clearly old enough to be aware of the ramifications of your conduct.
this is a selfish indulgence in base urges and puts your parents in a horrendous situation
this is a personal, but common, opinion. If you think about it, the most unique aspects of family is that it is entirely non-sexual. They love you because you are you, not because they want to fuck you or anything else. You say you and your brother are close, that's probably why these feelings are happening. I strongly advise you preserve your sibling relationship and totally abandon these sexual encounters.
i'm with this guy. usually i leave it at "do whatever the hell you want just dont fuck with me," and I still am, but with a warning that its not worth it for how much trouble it will cause you.
You can always go there, though most people will just tell you to fuck him already. Either way, being amongst like-minded people might make you feel better.
With you both being of age, there is nothing wrong with what you did, and nothing wrong with doing more. But, do prepare to be judged if anyone ever finds out. It's unfair to be judged for that, but it will happen.
If you want to go further, talk it over with your brother. See how he feels about it. As you don't seem to want an actual relationship, just sexual fun, make sure that's what he wants as well.
They are brother and sister, it is morally wrong; even to go as far as gross. I guess they can do what they want though.
there's nothing inherently wrong with it. the reason you're doubting it is because society disapproves of incest. incest is actually found in the natural world and as long as you don't try to reproduce, nothing seriously wrong will come of it. however if your rents find out, things will get really, really awkward around the dinner table.
as long as you're not hurting anyone and you're not reproducing, I dont see a problem with it
From a biological standpoint nothing in our body chemistry is telling us incest is wrong and not to be sexually attracted to that person. If she and her brother were adopted out as babies to different families and ended up having a sexual relationship unknown of blood ties would you fault them for it happening? No, because you would understand how they wouldn't have known in the first place.
So if in that situation you could see how it could happen then obviously it's a societal issue. That being said its up to op AND her brother to decide if they should continue and accept the risks of it happening.
I wont consent nor disapprove, not my place..not my business. Just wanted to help clear up any notion that says "we" should know better...because physically we don't.
GO FOR IT!~!!!! IF you like it, have fun with it!
I something similar with my sister when i was younger.. She didn't feel the same way and so we didn't actually do anything.
Have a talk state your intentions and restrictions and have some good ol adult fun just be safe and agree what to do encase of a pregnancy. And above all make sure no one could catch you if your going to have sex.
Dude, literally first three words say "I am female"


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I had sex with my brother...



Oct 7, 2005


I was at home tonight playing my Xbox, when all of a sudden, I saw my brother. Now usually, my brother is really annoying and loud, but tonight he looked really sexy. He was wearing a Detroit Pistons hat and some short shorts. I started tosweat a little. He sat next to me, and I was totally turned on. I thought my brother was HOT. He asked if he could play against me. We played Xbox for about 2 hours, but afterwards, I asked him to stay and talk. We started talking about our deepest secrets, our crushes, just about everything. He then said
You know Shaniqua, you're more beautiful than any girl on the planet.
This made me shake. Not an angry shake, but a sort of horny shake. He then approached me, and I kissed him on the lips. He seemed to enjoy it, and soon enough, we were making out. Then we had sex.

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I had sex with my brother...



Oct 7, 2005


You should make a webcame video starring you and your brother in a porno

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I had sex with my brother...



Oct 7, 2005


Do it again, make babies, and then sue him and make him pay you child support.

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