When I was 12 and my sister was 11 I was going through puberty and noticed that my sister had started going through puberty too. She was a skinny blonde

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When I was 12 and my sister was 11 I was going through puberty and noticed that my sister had started going through puberty too. She was a skinny blonde and was developing some nice hips and a nice a** as well as some small B cup t***. She would sleep in just p****** and a t-shirt so I could get a really good look at her and being at that age I was turned on by her all the time. I would sleep in just boxers and would have to hide my erections so she wouldn’t notice them. I wanted to touch her body so badly and would wrestle with her for any excuse to rub up against her but she would always push me away.

One summer day when we were home alone I decided to ask her for a massage, fully expecting that she would say no and I would say that I would give her a massage first. That is exactly what happened and she went and laid on our parents king size bed to get her massage. She pulled up her shirt and I started rubbing her back and looking at her nice a** just covered by the thin cotton p******. I massaged down to her a** but she pushed my hand away so I went up And down her back for a while and then I massaged the backs of her legs. I finished and then asked her for my massage. The next day I asked her if she wanted to exchange massages again and she agreed. This time I did the same thing as before but just rubbed over her b*** briefly to make it seem like an accident. Then massages her legs and she spread her legs just a little giving me a view of her tiny p**** mound through her p******. I brought my fingers up as close to it as I could without touching it a few times and then said I was done and it was her turn to massage me again. The next day was the same thing except this time after massaging her legs I went back up and started massaging her a** and she didn’t stop me. I told her to pull her p****** down a little so I could massage better and she slid them down just below her a** and I was in heaven rubbing her bare a** cheeks. The next day started out the same again but this time while I was running her back I told her to take off her shirt so I could rub her shoulders better and without saying anything in one quick motion she had her shirt completely off. I was looking at her just laying face down in a pair of p****** and knew I needed to make the most of it. I started massaging her all over and again asked her to pull her p****** down so I could rub her a**. She did the same as before sliding them just below her a** and I began rubbing. Then I went back up her sides and was rubbing the sides of her t***, I slid my right hand underneath her and grabbed a handful of t** and ran my fingers over her n***** then I did the left side. I went back down to her a** and started rubbing down the backs of her legs pushing on the p****** trying to move them lower. She said hang on a second and stick her a** up in the air, looped her thumbs through the sides of her p******, and slid them completely off. When she stuck her a** up in the air I got a great view of her p**** and could see that it was very wet. I massaged her legs more and got close to her p**** but did not want to risk going too far so I didn’t take it further and said I was done and asked for my massage. I laid down and watched as my sister put her clothes back on and got my first view of her naked t*** too. When she massaged me that day it was the first time she massaged my a** and I told her to take off my boxers so she could massage me better and she did.

The next day when I woke up my sister immediately asked me if I wanted to do massages and I said yes, she said she was going to be in her room whenever I was ready to give her the massage. When I went in she was laying face down already naked. I must have given her a massage for an hour, I finally fingered her and had her flip onto her back and rubbed her t*** and p****. Then I asked for my massage and immediately got naked. My sister massaged me and when she said she was done I told her I wanted her to massage my d*** since I massaged her p****. So she reached her hand underneath me and began playing with my b**** and I began h****** her hand into the bed. Within no time I cam all over her hand and the bed. That was the start of a lot of exploring we did of each others bodies over the next few years.

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Mother decided I wasn’t keeping my birdie clean. She had a talk with me, a lecture. She made me take my pants down and she examined my birdie. Then she sent my little sisters to get supplies. My younger sisters came back with a bar of soap, a bucket of water, the wash basin which is like a pan, a wash cloth, a towel, nail brush, cup, paper towels and Ivory liquid dish detergent.

Mother made me take off all my clothes and lather up my birdie and balls with the bar soap while the family all watched. She made me rub it good and it stood up erect and hard. Then she grabbed a hold of my birdie and lathered it up. She made me bend over and my little sisters rubbed the soap over my rec tal opening and soaped it up good. I was standing in the empty wash basin and she told my sisters to rinse off my opening. They dipped the cup in the bucket of water and drizzled the water over my hole to rinse off the soap. The water ran down over the backside of my balls and dripped into the basin I was standing in.

Then I was ordered to stand up and rinse off my birdie and the front of my balls. My sisters poured more water over my bird and balls until the soap was gone. My bird was throbbing hard. Mother stepped over to me and grabbed my erect bird and examined it and then she bent me over and ran a finger up and down in my rec tal opening. Then she had each of my little Sisters run a finger along my rec tal opening. Mother said that my foreskin should be washed with the liquid Ivory soap. She pulled my foreskin all the way back and squirted the liquid Ivory dish detergent on my erect shaft. She rubbed it all over my shaft and my balls and told me to bend over again.

My sisters squirted the Ivory soap on my rec tal opening and rubbed it in. Then I was rinsed again by my sisters. I stood up and they poured a cup of water over my wobbling bird and the water ran down over my balls. Mother handed the nail brush to my sisters. She told them to give my bird a good scrubbing. They scrubbed my shaft, balls and bent me over to scrub my opening. Then they rinsed everything again.

Mother told the girls to inspect it and see if it was clean. They examined my bird, balls and opening as they dried them. Then I was told to go stand in the center of the room until my bird went soft. Mother said I couldn’t be sent to bed with it that hard because I couldn’t be trusted. She said it should be put in a bird cage at night so I didn’t abuse it. Mother said I should be circumcised. She said all boys should be circumcised and she is going to go ahead and get it cut to her preference. He said it would be marked for life with her choice, and that’s as it should be.

I stood there as they all looked at me and my bird was dripping clear liquid and pulsing. Mother handed a paper towel to my sister and said, ‘Wipe that thing.” She wiped off the dripping from my birdie. Mother said I brought this on myself by not washing my bird when I was told to. She said she had enough of my disobedience and it was time for a change beginning with getting me circumcised. She said she was ordering a cane and she was going to start using it daily.

The next day I had to wash my bird again, the same way. Mother invited nurse Julie, a BSN and next door neighbor over to make recommendations on circumcision. Julie has a younger sister, Brenda who is 12 and my classmate, who wants to become a nurse like Julie. Julie brought her along. They watched as I washed my bird and then nurse Julie examined it and discussed circumcision with Mother. Brenda stood at her side absorbing the view of my stiff bird and the details of circumcision, a permanent mark of Mother’s authority.

Nurse Julie suggested a hot soapy enema is the logical extension of my cleaning and would provide a learning opportunity for Brenda and my little Sisters and increase my drive to satisfy Mother’s desires.

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