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Gave blowjob to my sister’s boyfriend

Saturday, August 30th, 2014

He’s ten years older than I am. It started when my sister was at work on a Thursday, and we were watching movies. I wanted to tease him because he would tease me, innocently, by sucking on my ears.

So I just sort of grinded my elbow into him a few times. And I didn’t exactly stop. It progressed to hands, as well. We had to break for dinner, but afterwards I tried to get him back by rubbing his thighs.

And later, when he came, I asked him to finger it into my mouth. After the first time that it happened, he told me in the mornings when he slept over on our couch I could come down to him and fool around.

The first morning, I gave him a blowjob. First one I’ve ever given. And I let him snake his hands into my panties and finger me.

He broke our hooking up three days later because he felt guilty for cheating on my sister. But now, after staying strong on his guilt trip for about four days, he decided to tease me. I told him to stop, because I was sick and on my period, and he did kindly. And now it seems things are back to how they were.

I gave him another blow job, later on. I let him gag me, and finger me, and guide me. After he came, we hugged, he told me to get ready for school, and I stalked off. The part that I think is the weirdest is the fact that I’m the one who started this all. I’ve been a very, very willing volunteer, and I feel the most safe I’ve ever been. He’s never pressured me, he’s stopped when I’ve asked, and he is like a big teddy bear.

I don’t know why I keep doing this, but I had to get it off my chest. We’d both be in a world of hurt here if anyone found out.

I am living a lie!

Thursday, April 8th, 2010

I live in London, Ontario. I have held this secret for years. I am too afraid to reveal this to my family and friends I know I will be looked down upon if I told them or worse yet they may disown me. I come from a very conservative Christian family. If I come out of the closet I will bring shame on them. The only ones that understand how I feel are the ones who are out of the closet already. Sometimes I wonder why I am like this. Why can’t I just be normal or just not be so afraid about anything? I have been living a lie and its killing me! Only my boyfriend knows that I am gay.