I have always been a late bloomer, sexually and in all other aspects of life it seems. Born premature with pneumonia and a few other complications, I lived in an incubator for several months after birth. I was the runt of the litter.
I was a year behind every popular fad, trend, style, or anything else the other kids my age were involved in during school years. I was even the last guy my age to reach puberty which made showering after gym class traumatic in many ways.
In addition, I was physically and mentally abused for many years by alcoholic parents and historically, mental illness conditions have plagued almost all of my blood relatives.
Somehow I graduated high school just after turning eighteen and left home. I moved in with my older brother Tanner and his girlfriend Jenna for a few years to attend junior college.
College proved to be more difficult than expected and I dropped out after just two months. Tanner worked long hours in a rock quarry all the way at the other end of the county and was almost never home.
A company van came to pick him up at 4:00 AM six days a week then dropped him off tired and dirty sometime in the late afternoon or evening. Usually between 5 and 7 PM, but sometimes even later.
There were no local job opportunities that I was capable of doing because I lacked the required physical strength or the intelligence needed to perform the duties expected. Tanner is very simple minded, but he is strong physically so the quarry keeps him on the payroll.
I began drinking with Jenna during the day mostly because I was bored and lonely. Jenna is an alcoholic who drinks to excess every day, yet somehow she manages to function well enough to avoid legal problems and fulfill the few responsibilities she has.
Jenna is also what polite people call a very sexual woman. I just tell it like it is and call her a slutty sex addict. Tanner and Jenna are six years older than I am and they have lived together since they were nineteen.
When I moved in at eighteen I took the small room that was once their walk in closet until Tanner put a wall up to separate it and made a doorway in the rear wall. This allowed me some privacy however I could not help hearing them have sex each night.
Jenna is not a pretty woman in my opinion but she isn't ugly either. I would say Jenna is just plain or average in looks. She is more intelligent than Tanner but not by much and neither one finished school past seventh grade.
Nature has a way of balancing things out in her own way, and Like Tanner and I, Jenna got a gene giving her endowment. Jenna has really huge tits that are incredibly firm and beautiful. I weigh just one hundred and ten pounds but I was blessed with a very large cock.
After all my illnesses, a delayed maturing process, and despite my scrawny frame I developed a cock even bigger than Tanner who has a pecker that's near ten inches.
I'm not trying to brag but mines longer than Tanners and thicker too. Size mattered when I lost my virginity to Jenna the day I turned twenty one, in fact it's why she became my cock slave.
It started out playfully with Jenna and I when we were drinking early on my birthday. She hardly ever wore a bra at home, instead she let her big boobs swing freely under a loose fitting tee shirt.
It was chilly that morning and Jenna's plump nipples were hard as steel. She caught me staring at them as usual and teasingly lifted her shirt up and down quickly. We had already been drinking a good amount and were both tipsy by this point.
I was seeing brief flashes of Jenna's hard pink nipples atop her giant mounds as she flashed me and my cock started to swell. Suddenly Jenna stopped and just stared at my crotch gasping.
I was wearing cut off denim shorts without underwear, which I rarely did. I looked down following Jenna's transfixed eyes to see the massive head of my cock sliding past the unraveling denim and down my thigh like a snake.
