I Liked Getting Fucked

If I had been asked -- not that there is anyone who would have asked me -- did I like getting fucked up the ass, I would have said "Yes, I did."

Now I am not saying that it was not painful.  Nor do I feel that getting fucked by older brother was necessarily my first choice.  I might even concede that I wish I had waited until I was older.  I could maybe list off other reasons why I wish it had not happened how it did or when it did or with whom.  But when push comes to shove I liked it.

With all the negative aspects of losing my virginity to my brother, one might wonder why  I still found reason to like getting fucked.  Mostly I guess because it was the first time in my life that I finally felt it was not a waste of my efforts to like boys.  I could still do for boys what girls could do.  It was different no doubt.  But different can also mean better.

Paul and I did not fuck for all that long. It felt like a long time as it was my first time.  Later in life, I will come to consider some done so quickly as terribly disappointing, but this was my first time.  While he did not spend a great deal of time on me and in me, he must have made about a dozen reference to my ass.  "Great ass!"   "Tight ass!"  "I love your ass!"  "Such a fucking good ass!"  "Now this is what I call a piece of good ass!"

I had already noted that boys seemed to get a bit crazy around a girl when she is showing off her ass.  They are always checking out girls and looking at their ass.  While I knew something about a girl's pussy, after being with Paul, I had to wonder if maybe boys didn't actually fuck girls in the ass.  I would of course learn that this idea was all wrong, not that boys did not when they choose to and could did not like fucking girls in the ass.

Every time that Paul made a comment about my ass it was if he was saying to me that my ass was the best damn ass in the whole world for his cock. I guess what I am trying to say is that it felt really, really good to me to know that I could give a boy what he wanted of a girl.

Now as to whether or not I liked getting fucked, there was maybe another way of resolving that question. Would I have done it again?  Yes.  Did I want to do it again?  Yes.  Would I have done it with Paul if her had asked?  Yes.  Would I have done it with Ryan if he had asked?  When he did, I did.  Would I have done it with Joey?  All of my brothers would have their turns fucking my ass.

Now wanting  to get fucked and getting fucked, when one is ten years old and not even really a girl, was more than just a challenge.  It proved impossible.  It would be several years before I would take dick up my ass again.  I would not wait so long before I started sucking cock, but most boys seemed willing to put this dick in my mouth and less willing to put it up my ass.