I was 12 years junior to my brother as he still lived at home while attending a Division 1 school on a full football scholorship. It was 15 years ago that my story begins. I always looked up to him as a god and we were as close as two brothers could be,age not withstanding. He said he started messing with free weights as a 11 year old. At the time, a next door neighbor's son was on the high school football team and his dad had set-up a home gym in their garage. My brother was allowed to use them whenever his friend was there to watch when he was working-out himself. Somehow, the neighbor boy was using steroids designed to bulk-up his body. As he was somewhat reluctant to do full doses, he shared them with my brother. This was right before my brother hit puberty.

I learned about this when I first saw my brothers cock and we started discussing how he came to have such a unit. What I mainly remember about those first words are him saying "you can have one too"! We agreed that if he could locate that ex-neighbor and see if his supply chain was still available he would get me a supply. But not until you are 11.

A while later, I found out that he had bought enough to get me started, but I still needed to wait a while. By now My brother had just graduated and was hired as the Financial Officer for a six-outlet car dealership and was pulling down $110 thousand a year. This was 14 or so years ago. He is still with them, married, with a wife and 2 young daughters.

When I hit 12, he showed me how to take the half-dose that he took, and doing this, I had a full year supply. He said when I had a few weeks left to let him know.

I started secretly taking them in the morning with my orange juice. For 2 months I never received any benefit, but towards the end of that third month, I noticed a line of hair on my upper lip and a growth of hair above my cock. I remember thinking "all right!, It's about time"!! I thought 'if a little is good, why not take more'. I started taking 3/4 of the full recommended amount for adult men. A couple of months later my body had put on a few pounds and mom said "wow, you hit puberty" or something like that and one day after school , there waa a razor and shaving cream for me. I thought it must be time to measure again. I went upstairs and entered the bathroom. Sure enough, there was a noticeable change in my cock and balls! My cock looked full and firm, but my balls were considerably larger and hung a good deal lower. So I called my brother. I told you it works, he said. And a few days later, I received another supply of my supplement.

By now, I was growing out of my shoes about every 3 or so months. My voice deepened and I was shaving my entire face, daily. My Jeans never seemed to be long enough. The 30" waist stayed the same, but I had put on about 30 pounds of lean,hard muscle. And my cock? I was measuring it daily and even though it never seemed to be any larger on a daily basis, it was twice the size of a few months ago. My ego soared, but every little thing seemed too bother me.

I thought it was just part of becoming a man. My brother noticed and asked if I was still taking the half-dose. I was truthful and he cautioned me. But I wanted my cock and body to continue growing. I was an 8th grade student and I was playing football as the team's running back. I was as large as any lineman, but was fast as any sprinter. Colleges even were looking at me, because they had heard.

I had been jacking-off since I starting taking the 'roids, actually ever since I saw brother's oversized one! But now, as soon as I was home, to the bathroom I went to get relief. Then, in the shower before bed. And sometimes waking up as I was having one of my regular wet dreams! If this is the side affect of growing one's cock, I can live with it, I thought.

In the school showers, it was common to notice others eyeing me and someone even coined the nickname "horse". I never knew if that was in reference to me being like a horse or because of my heavy cock and balls. By now, veins stuck out all over it and the head had mushrooms-out. But still, I continued until it's growth seemed to stop. I no longer was able to measure any noticeable change, so I halved my doses, which might have saved me in the long run.

By coincidence, a few days later, my brother called and asked: " have you heard about Lyle Alzado (sp) the Denver Bronco football player? I had read about him and his steroid use. He told me what details he knew and it scared the dickens out of me. I stopped using my 'cocktail' of steroids that very day and flushed my supply.

But I was good with that, I thought '. I was in 9th grade, 6 foot, 2 1/2 inches of rock-solid muscle and I had a big, thick, veiny cock that hung a full 6 inches! That when hard, reached all the way to my naval, with a pair of balls to match.

This went on for a couple years a long time ago when I was 15 and 16..I lived in a group foster home at the time where there were 3 other girls and 2 boys. all younger than me. The girls were between 10 and 14 years old and the 2 boys Aaron was 12 and Matt 11 when it first began. For some reason both foster parents seemed to hate the boys and treated us girls much better. The house was on a 10 acre piece of ground about a 20 minute ride from El Paso. The only neighbor kids close by were Courtney who was 13 and Jordan who was 9. I had only gotten there a few days earlier and was petrified when outside the back of the house Mrs. G the foster mom made both Aaron and Matt strip naked and use an out door shower with no privacy. It was only a shower head coming out of the back of the house. Evidently the boys were being punished for something and aside from me Anna and Rachael were watching. To make matters worse when they finished washing themselves Mrs. G squirted them with a hose and made them bend over and hold there legs apart. I could only imagine the embarrassment the boys had being exposed the way they were. Their penis, scrotum and even their anus were displayed to us and the entire time she scolded them. My first fear was that they did this to the girls but that never ever happened. As this was going on Mrs. G insisted we stay and watch and the boys deserved no respect deserved to be humiliated. Her husband was just as bad as her but not home as often. If he was the slightest bit mad at the boys he would make them undress right in the house and stand naked in a corner for an hour or more at times.

I was honestly afraid of both of those people and had to live there 2 months shy of 2 years. The boys were also spanked frequently and forced to shower outside often in front of the girls and I and there were times Courtney saw them naked also. When they were spanked either by Mr. Or Mrs. G they were always forced to undress first. By the time I left there they still did this and Aaron by that time had pubic hair. They never forced any of us girls to undress and the only one I ever saw Mrs. G spank was Debbie. I know Mr. G saw me and the other girls naked sometimes but he always made it seem like it was accidental which I'm sure it wasn't. Its certain to me that they maliciously had these boys naked only to humiliate them. I just hope one day that they were caught by CPS for doing that to the boys. This all went on in 1989 and 1990 and its was a disgrace how they treated the boys. I hope foster homes are more protective now than they were during those years. Aaron and Matt were sometimes exposed to us where their genitals and anal area was more like a display. These people had to do this out of hatred and malice causing the boys the most embarrassing time of their lives. I don't know whatever happened with them but they have t be better off once they left that nightmare.

My husband thinks I clean up my neighbors house every Saturday and thinks I make $60. David is 62 and on a disability pension but isn't really disabled at all. I'm 28 and for 8 months I go to his house every Saturday afternoon and basically just satisfy him. He pays me $100 and what I do first is pretty much give him a sponge bath like he is a little kid. I also shave his pubic hair and he has me shave the hair in his butt crack. Once that is all done I jerk him off then put body lotion all over him. He wanted me to undress when I do this but he settled on me just doing it in my bra and panties. When I get to his house he is naked as soon as he unlocks the door and I am positive this man is an exhibitionist. It seems I am able to dictate when he has an erection and I sometimes jerk him off twice and charge him another $30. I know my husband would kill me if he ever found out I am doing this and has only met David once. He's an old man but he has no trouble getting an erection and he ejaculates a good bit of semen even a second time. He's had me measure his penis several times and soft it is only 3'' but hard it is 7 1/4"'. He keeps wanting me to be naked but I just don't want do that. He is built well for somebody his age and I 'm sure he is faking his disability from his job. He admits he likes me seeing him nude and exposes his body to me in every way possible. He has no sense of modesty especially the ways his anus is exposed to me every week when I shave him and he trusts me to shave his scrotum and his penis. I do it for the money but it also gives me a sense of power over him knowing I can control his arousal. I tease him at times by smacking his erection or snapping my finger into it. Its strange how he begins to get limp but as soon as I touch his penis again he gets erect again. Its like I can turn him off and on. He's never asked me to do this but many times I actually spank him and admit I hit him pretty hard. He only once asked me why and I just told him he is bad. Now when I smack him he never says a word and I'm sure it hurts since I can see his ass cheeks getting red but he never complains. In a way I like hurting him and while doing it tell him he is a dirty old man.

My mom and dad divorced when I was 5 and now I'm 17 and live with my mom in her best friends Greta and Mike's house. Its a 4 bedroom house and they have 2 daughters, Amanda who is 14 and Amber who just turned 12. They let my mom and me move in last year and Mike changed the den into a bedroom for me. Its not that I all the sudden started sleeping naked all the time because I have been sleeping that way since I was about 15. It was Amber who saw me naked first and she thought I was asleep and just looked at me for about 10 minutes. I was going to yell at her but instead I rolled over so she could see my penis and balls better. The next day both of them snuck into my room and I guess because it used to be a den I don't have a lock on the door. They come in my room now a couple times a week and I just lay there letting them see me naked and don't try to hide it when I get a hard on. Amanda sometimes moves my foot to open up my legs and does it real slowly and I just pretend I'm sleeping. They never hold my penis but both of them touch it with their fingers and sometimes poke my scrotum to. Every time they come in I end up jerking off after they leave and am afraid to let them know I am awake. They got to be stupid to think I don't know they are in my room looking at me. I talk to them every day but they never say anything about it and neither do I. You'd think it would embarrass me for all the times they see me naked but it only makes me get a hard on when they come in. I like when they touch me even though they only tap my hard on with a finger and if they tap it when its soft I get hard right away. They never talk when in my room but sometimes I can hear them whispering and Amanda calls my penis a dick.

Last day of summer school

In the early 90's I remember my pregnant teacher in the last class on the last day of summer school in early August, she was in her late 30's, almost 4 and 1-2 months pregnant, was already showing and I was 12. The way my teacher's top flowed over her swelling breasts and growing tummy and, oh the sexy look of her short shorts, made my penis throb hard in my swimsuit.

I had to keep both my bare legs tight together when in my swimsuit so I don't think no body else saw what was happening between my legs, especially since my penis kept on throbbing hard thanks to my teacher's pregnant figure. Fifteen minutes before the end of class, she whispered in my ear to stay after class.

The minute the bell rung, the whole rest of the class left and, every body else was gone, she came up to me ,took me right to where it was "no students allowed authorized staff only" told me to set my things down. My teacher was so sexually aroused by how hard my penis throbbed in my swimsuit she pulled off her top, what a display!

I was so sexually aroused by how the top of her short shorts stretched way high over the growing part of her tummy. The almost flat part of her tummy bare between her high in the waist short shorts and bra made my heart beat real fast, my teacher's pregnant breasts were something else to look at too! My teacher and me enjoyed ourselves, it was an incredible time we spent. Then awhile later, she snuck me out and took me home herself.

The minute I got home, I went in my room, wanked and cummed in my swimsuit because my teacher's pregnant figure was still on my mind. I was the only one home till 8 oclock that night.

When I was in my teens my brother who is two years older than I am had no qualms about how he looked or what he did. He never closed his bedroom door, slept in his boxer shorts and never had covers on him in the morning.

One morning while I was walking past his room I stopped and looked at him, his underwear was sticking straight up and I could see part of his penis in the access hole on the front. I stood there staring at it listening to him snore away in his bed. I crept closer and soon I was next to his bed looking right at the head and shaft of it. It was the first penis I had ever seen in my life so far and I was amazed at its size. I thought to myself at the time how in the world does that fit in his pants. He was not moving at all and I probably stared at it for ten minutes before I snapped out of it.

I would look at him every morning after our parents headed off to work and finally one morning the same thing was going on, he was on his back and his penis was visible through the hole. He moved around a bit after a few minutes and suddenly there it was poking right out the hole staring at me. I went flush in the face and actually lowered myself to the floor fearing he would see me. I looked up again and he was still fast asleep and it was still sticking out big and hard. I stared at all the veins and wondered at its shape, I had been doing some searches online about penis's and had read quite a bit about them actually. I got the nerve up to run my finger over the bottom of the head and made it twitch, I laughed to myself and touched it again.

I had been checking in every morning on him and over a months time had seen his penis probably a dozen times, sometimes I had to pull the hole over a bit to make it pop out but he always slept like a log. Then one morning as I crept up to the bed I saw something I had not seen before as his penis bobbed there was a tiny bit of fluid coming out of it, just a small clear fluid drop on the tip. I was so used to touching it without him noticing at all that I just reached right out with my finger and touched the drop. It stuck to me and I found it a little odd but then remembered the pre-cum part of the information. I wondered to myself why would he have pre-cum coming out if he is not having an ejaculation. I was putting my finger back down again when suddenly he spoke to me.

"What in the heck are you doing?", he said to me.

Looking back it was a very fair question so I answered him very truthfully. He just stared at me with a very confused look on his face. You really have been coming in here and staring at my penis every morning? I told him that it would not happen again but then he looked at me and told me it was all right then he smiled at me and asked me to wrap my fingers around it. I stood there for a moment then leaned over and started wrapping my fingers around it. He told me what to do to it and I was really getting into it watching and feeling it in my hands. He told me okay I am about to cum so point it straight up in the air. He laid back with his eye's closed and I watched his penis start shooting white cum out and all down my hands, I stopped for a second and he told me do not stop stroking it yet. The cum kept coming out and flying up a little bit but after a few more strokes he told me to stop. There he said to me now you know what a penis does other than pee. I got up and went to wash my hands and over the next few days did more investigating online about orgasms. I asked him a few days later if I could do it again to him one morning, he laughed at me and told anytime you want to give me a hand job you just come right in and do it. He of course said it to me like he never thought I would do it to him again. I walked into his room the next morning around 10am and there he was on his side with his boxers poking out. I knelt down and started working the hole around to make it stick out. He looked at me like I was crazy but rolled over onto his back and smiled at me. I had some Vaseline with me and told him that it must have been uncomfortable last time I did it without any lubricant. He just smiled and told me to knock myself out. I loved feeling his penis in my hands and have always loved giving hand jobs there is just something about the way it feels to me that is amazing.

I had also researched fellatio and decided one morning that I would do it to him, it took a lot of courage but I thought that I had come this far so why not. He was absolutely mind blown when I finished him up swallowing his sperm and sucking away on him. I would ask him if something felt better or did he want it done a different way and he gave me a few ideas now and then but for the most part I think he just loved it. I am sure that my first real boyfriends and now my husband love that I enjoy their penis, I am in my forties and still love to have a penis in my hands and mouth. I had a boyfriend in college who told me that he could not believe how good I made him feel.

So all of this just to tell you that my brother came by a few weeks ago and was pretty stressed out after his divorce was finalized. After a few hours of talking he felt better so I told him come on, lets go back to my room for a moment. He followed me down the hallway and into my bedroom, he looked at me funny when I told him to lay down on the bed and undo his pants. I told him it would be a great stress reliever for you so just do it. He was so stressed he did not even say anything further just laid down with his pants down, I climbed on top of him and gave him a nice long drawn out blow job. He admitted to me after I was done that he did feel a lot better now and could not believe that I was willing to do that for him. I looked at him and told him how do you think I have a husband who is completely successful and we have all of this you see around. I give him one almost daily and have since we have been together. Do you remember when I was in the hospital for a week a few years back I told him, he did and then looked at me sideways. I told him that one evening when my husband came to visit me I was feeling okay but they still wanted to keep me over one more night. I asked him to help me to the bathroom in my room to make it look good to my roommate, when we were in there I sat down and told him to get his penis out I needed to give him a blow job. It felt so relieving to me to give him one, I think I needed it more than he did that time. My brother had no words for me other than asking me if he could come by every now and then and get one from me. I told him sure but it will have to be in the afternoon. So I love to give blow jobs and hand jobs that is my dirty confession. I am pretty good at it according to about six men and I even learned how to deep throat but to be honest my husbands penis is only like six inches long so not a real hard thing to do, he loves it though when I swallow the whole thing down and lick his testicles, I can even suck those into my mouth with his penis. Drives him crazy.