Ricky by Situ I come from one of those countries in Asia. This happened when I got educated and moved away from my home town to a large city and found a job and rented a small apartment. I started attending a church on Sundays. There I met a family - rather a large family with lots of girls and their cousins - all members of the same church. I fell in love with one girl and eventually married her. Because I married into this large family, my wife's older sisters and younger brothers (in-laws) would occasionally visit and spend week ends at my apartment. My apartment was rather small. We had only one large bed, enough for four or five people to squeeze on it and sleep. We did not mind. [In my country, every one sleeps in the same room, close to each other, touching, feeling and pulling each others legs.] One of the best time of night is going to bed and lying there before falling to sleep. We lie together and share stories - cook up funny stories -- some of which continue on and on - never ending. My wife had a younger brother, who was about 12 year old, when we got married. He loves to come to our apartment quite often on weekends. We loved his stay at our home. His name is Ricky. Ricky was cute, not a very bright boy, but a lovable kid with sharp features, little bit on the lean side, very playful and very curious about sex. We became good friends, even before my marriage because I would meet him at the church and he would beg me to take him to my apartment and so occasionally brought him and let him stay with me at my apartment for the weekends. When he stayed with me (this was before the marriage) he and I would eat out or I would take him to movies which he liked very much. His family was rather poor, so he liked my way of spending money on him and caring for him. I had no younger brothers. So I loved and treated him like my younger brother. One weekend as usual, he came to stay. I took him to a restaurant and a movie and we went back to my apartment. As usual, before we went to sleep, we lay on our bed, next to each other and talked a lot about the movie and all kinds of things and especially about the sex scenes in the movie. But since I was going to marry his sister, I was very careful - not really telling him all about sex. But he was more curious and kept asking me all sorts of questions which I ignored and changed the topic when ever he brought the subject. But he had a nack of returning to the topic of sex again and again which I would promptly ignore or give him the moral version of what I thought was right at that time - which was to have sex only after marriage. Of course, I was to marry his sister shortly and I better have good morals, especially on sex matters. On the other hand, I knew very little about sex at that time. I had not had sex with any girl till that time, and I really did not know many answers to the questions Rickey asked me. [Of course, I would masturbate occasionally. When I grew up as a boy, I had some mutual masturbation experience during my high school years with my buddies. Beyond this, I was sexually very inexperienced.] Finally, we went off to sleep. We usually sleep with our boxers on. It was a warm summer day, and so we did not need heavy blanket. Only a thin sheet covered both of us. In the middle of the night, I thought I was dreaming - I thought I had a wet dream - kind of dream that was happening - so I woke up, but was still in sleepy mood, lying down trying to figure out what I was dreaming - but in my sleepy mood, what I dreamt was happening to me right there. Ricky, obviously must have been probing and feeling me for a long time which I did not know - because I was fast asleep. He was gently feeling my pick rubbing his fingers over my boxer trying to feel my prick. Obviously, my prick was getting erect and stretching on my belly. Ricky would stop every now and then and wait to see whether I was awake or aware what was going on. Probably he was thinking that if I caught him doing that I will report him to my fiance or call off the wedding. I don't know, what went on in his young mind. He must have been scared to death to do that for me. On the other hand I was equally scared. Rickey had a high opinion about me and he always looked up to me for any advice as an elder brother. I was around 25 and he was only 12 at that time. When I realized what was happening, I became fully alert. But I pretended to sleep soundly since I did not want to embarrass him nor did I want him to know that I knew about it should that stop then and there. He would stop and continue rubbing and this went on for a long time. He went on rubbing his hand and trying to feel my hardon with his fingers over my boxer. As it went on, I became fully erect and the boxer was holding my prick tight and it was becoming uncomfortable to me. Yet I could not do anything about it, because, I did not want to be caught. He thought I was sound asleep. Finally, he took more courage, and tried to slip his hand inside the boxer slowly through the waist band. I just lay there quietly to see what he would do. It took him almost 10 minutes for him to slowly slip his fingers inside and finally he was able to reach and touch the tip of my prick. And after much trying, his hands slipped in completely and he began to feel the precum oozing and he began to run his fingers on tip of the prick feeling the sticky sensation and rubbed his fingers on along the pole. The sensation was too much for me to hold on and I had to do something about it before the situation became messy. I could not continue to pretend that I was asleep. All this time, I was lying on my back while he was lying on his side facing me exploring my inner sanctum. I decided to take the situation under my control now. So I pretended to be asleep and slowly turned and lay on my side facing him and moving closer to him so Rickey's body was in full contact with mine. I could feel his breath on my chest as he cuddle up to me. [It is usual for us in our country to hug each other as we sleep or throw our legs on each other as we slept on. Or we would kiss each other on the cheeks or massage the back, nothing sexual about it.] I put my right arm over him and pulled him closer and pretended to sleep on. His hands were caught inside my boxer. He must have been scared to death. He quickly tried to pull out his hand but he could not and he froze and left his hand there holding my erect hardon. He would have been caught red handed trying to pull it out forcefully, which he thought would have woken me up. His hand was now caught inside my boxer holding my erect cock and he could do nothing about it. He did not know what to do. He waited almost five minutes to make sure that I was asleep. I pretended to be asleep. After making sure that I was asleep, he started to massage my prick and slipped his hand now deeper inside to feel my balls. I could not hold on any longer. I either participate in what he is doing or pretend to be asleep and ignore it altogether. In either way, I could have ended up in a messy situation. I decided to participate with him. So, I slowly moved my right arm which was hugging him on his back. I gently pulled him closer to me and forcefully held him tightly closer to my body. I could feel his young sweet body pressed against mine, his breath heavier and I moved my right leg over his legs. I moved my right hand over his back and toward his ass and pulled his ass closer to me. I could no longer pretend that I was asleep and so I began to move my hand over his belly and finally felt his cock while Rickey's hand was still holding on to my pole. I felt Rickey's dick and it was fully erect - a lovely small prick. I pulled away my hand immediately and pulled Rickey still more closer to me and held him tight to my chest and gently planted a deep, deep kiss on his smooth cheek. To my surprise he returned the kiss and kept kissing me. Kissing each other revealed to us that it was no use pretending and we both knew what was going on and aware of it for a long time. I kissed him again and he kissed me back. And we held each other tight for a long time without any moments with my kissing lips pressed on his cheeks. It was a very tense moment, but a very sweet precious moment. We did not move one bit, but held on to each other tight and lay silently, with our breathing becoming heavier by each moment. Eternity seemed to pass between our souls. We both felt that at that moment that our souls had become one and that he wanted me fully, completely and unreservedly as I wanted him. I did not ask for it, neither did I initiate it. I was scared to death more than him, because I will soon be married to his sister. Rickey will be my brother in law. Well, it was Rickey, the young sweet 12 year old, who in his growing love for life explored the most obvious, in his trusting spirit. In those incredible moments, we both knew, that we loved each other very much. Although we did not utter a word to each other, we knew exactly how we felt and how we both had enjoyed embracing holding each other so tightly. The feeling between us at that moment was beyond any sexual experience although, it was the sex that brought this bond between us. All the gold in this world will not buy the enjoyment of that precious moment. Was I being incestuous? No, I don't think so. Was Rickey evil and wicked? No, not at all. He is more angelic, more gentle, loving and caring than any human being I have ever known. (Rickey is now grown up, married and has children now. He is a very respectable community and Church leader in the town where he lives. He and I are good and very close friends. I still love him deeply although we do not have any sexual relations. We love each other as very close friends, like blood brothers - We respect each other and whenever I have any problems, he comes over immediately to help me and whenever he has problems, I go and help him and his family. Nothing in this world will separate us). Well, I held Rickey tightly close to me and continued to kiss him on his cheeks. We did not know at that time mouth/tongue kissing. Had we known, I guess, we would have done it. All the same, we held each other and continued to plant kisses on each other's cheeks while Rickey's hand was still in my boxer holding my prick. He was not doing any thing at this moments, which seemed to last for eternity. Now that we knew each other well, he did not have to pretend or be scared at all. And he knew that I liked his little hands and fingers on my hardon. We could not hold on for long. So I gently, took my right hand and pushed his ass closer to me, bringing his erect prick pressing on my balls. I gently, pulled down his boxer to his knees and began to feel, massage, rub and squeeze his sweet little ass. This continued for a long time. Then I ran my fingers all over his back, legs, and began a series of body exploration. I pulled his hand off my boxer and I just let him explore me. We did not speak any words. I removed his night shirt and boxer completely. He was now completely nude. I knew Rickey loved every moment of what I was doing to him. He just let me serve him and gave me complete access to every part of his small little sweet body and this little lad was so happy to lie next to me completely nude, with his soft skin touching my breast. I pulled my boxer and soon we both were naked, touching, kissing, rubbing, massaging and exploring each other -- all in the dark still covered with the sheet over us. He ran his hands all over my body. There was no spot he left unexplored. I let him have full access to my body. He was fully accessible to me as I was to him. I planted millions of kisses all over his body, front, back, every where. There was nothing in-between us at that time, either emotionally or physically. We were completely naked, lying close hugging each other merged as one body and soul. I could now explore his sweet little prick with my fingers. It must have been two or three inches. I gently stroked it for while and placed it between my thighs right below my balls. I pushed his ass closer so his prick slipped between my thighs. He pushed his cock and began pumping his erect cock just below my balls. I pressed my thighs and squeezed his erect penis all the time holding and squeezing his sweet little ass and pulling him into me while tickling his balls from behind his ass. He began pumping faster and faster and soon he came - came between my thighs and let his cum shoot below my balls into my thighs all the time lying on the side. He held on to me tight. It was such a magnificent experience to have a 12 year old's cock throbbing between my thighs and shooting cum. We held on for a long time till he was completely drained and relaxed. We both planted millions of kisses on each other cheeks. And when I moved my hands to wipe away the sweet on his brow and push his hair on his face, I felt tears in his eyes and on his cheeks. This brought me to tears also. We knew, it was tears of joy, although we did not utter a word. I held him tight and continue to wipe his tears and planted many more kisses on his cheeks and I could taste the sweaty tears. Then I slowly slipped my hand between my thighs and I wiped his cum and spread it over my prick and between his thighs. My hardon was already oozing precum. I went on to inert my prick between his thighs just below his balls and did the same as he did to me. I could feel his thighs squeeze my prick and his cock was getting slowly erection. The sensation was so great and the electrifying feeling of the moment was so immense it did not take me more than two or three strokes before I shot my cum profusely between his thighs. I came in volumes and it flowed down his ass cheeks. I reached down and took my shoot and applied over his ass, belly, cock, thighs and mine. His ass was covered with my cum and his cum. It was not so much the sex that excited both of us, rather, the emotional bonding that took place - we were bonded together as though we had known each other from previous life. We wanted our cum to mix together as a kind of token that we are for ever bonded by that experience that night. We both found the depth of each other's soul and realized the strength of our bond. When I came, he came, and we both just held each other close and tight, just lay there for eternity, without a word, still swimming in the glow and bliss of that moment which seem to go on and on and last forever. We did not speak a word to each other. After holding on like this for almost half an hour and when our heavy breathing returned to normalcy, still wet with our cums all over our ass, thighs and balls, still dripping, Rickey again began to rub his erect cock once again against my cock still holding each other. It was slicky and the sensation was beautiful. I reciprocate and the same process repeated once more, without a word, Rickey inserting his and I inserting mine and more juice flowed from the depth of our souls, drenching both of us in love, bond and cum. That was the end of our sleep that night. We did not fall back to sleep. Instead, we held each other closer and cried, wept, kissed, laughed. I called, gently, "Rickey?" All that he could do was to plant more kisses on my cheek. We began to slowly talk and understand the moment and share how we felt about this incredible experience. The conversation was very loving and slow and heavy and emotional and with lots of silence in-between. All that I heard from him was, "it is sooo gooood." Then we began to talk - talk about our fears, secrets, longings, needs and love for each other. We promised each other to keep it secret and reach out to each other when ever Rickey wanted me. And I made myself available to him. I promised to support and stand with him no matter what the cost be. I promised him from that day on I will take him to be my own younger brother. That weekend turned out to be one of the most memorable life changing experience I had in my life. We made sex many time during that week end. We ate, slept, hugged, kissed, made love several times, bathed together, laughed, talked, played and loved each other again from the depth of our souls. That was an incredible night and weekend, never to be repeated, always remembered in the depth of our souls. Since that night, we both have had sex regularly many many many times. It was always Rickey who would force me to have sex with him. It was an incredible experience to see him grow, with his cock becoming larger and longer as the months and years passed by, his public hair growing etc. We continued to have sex even after my marriage to his sister (I am still married to his sister for over 26 years). Mary, my wife came to know about our relationship eventually, and asked me about it, but kept it to her self, because she loves Rickey more than anyone in her family and she was happy that I love Rickey also and I am very close him even today. As a boy Rickey would come to our home even after we got married and would sleep next to me on the same bed. I slept between my wife, Mary and Rickey. Mary and I would kind of wait till Rickey falls off to sleep and then we would make love in the dark on the same bed. But I knew Rickey was fully awake and could feel the movements, because, the next morning he would ask me about it and wanted me to explain in detail what we did on the previous night and told me that he knew exactly what we did and how we did and how many time we did, although he could not really see what was happening in the dark. Several times, while Mary and I were making love lying sideways, Rickey's hand would feel my ass pumping Mary. I would let him feel me while we made love. Inwardly, I wanted him to participate in the whole act with me. Rickey and I had sex probably till he was 16 or 17 and then it kind of stopped. Because, Rickey was now having his own boy friends, especially his younger cousins with whom he had sex regularly after school hours. He was such a lovable friendly type of kid, that any younger kid would easily become Rickey's friend. Rickey would faithfully come and confine all his sex exploits and experiences with me. I never condemned him for all the sex he had with other kids in the school or in the family. Couple of times, he had sex with his female cousins also. He confined that to me also. Later when he became 19 years old, he even took me to a brothel house (even after I had married his sister) so that I can experience other girls who were different from his sister, who is my wife. He always wanted me to enjoy life with him and he understood my needs very well. Once, both of us screwed the same prostitute in the motel room. He would let me watch him screw while he watched me in turn. We were so close and intimate. Well, you may think, these experiences are weird and should be condemned. No, I don't think so. One of the things, that kept our marriage and our family together in loving caring relationships is these secret incestuous relationship. These experiences did not harm our family life in any way. Instead, it has bonded our families together. Although Rickey and I do not engage in sex and have given it up over 20 years, and grown out of it, the pleasant memories still lingers on and we would not like to exchange or forget these experiences anytime. I am still married to his sister, Mary and Rickey loves Mary and me deeply. If ever I come back to earth again in my next life, I want to marry Mary once again and be close to Rickey and continue our love. Just one final thought. The law/religion/society would condemn me or Rickey as criminals pedophiles and incestuous. Have I harmed Rickey in any way? Has Rickey harmed me in any way? Or has this act harmed my or Rickey's marriage in any way? Not at all. We never had violent sex. Our sex was gentle, mutual - we never did ass fucking. We played together a lot and shared lots of our fantasias, secrets and our sorrows. Remember, I did not ask for it, neither did I initiate it. It was always Rickey, who initiated the sex and yet it turned out to be the most lasting, loving relationship I have ever struck. The experience Rickey and I stumbled into by accident have only strengthened our love and commitment for each other and to both of our families. I have a strong marriage, so does Rickey, who is married for over 15 years and has children. He is very loving toward his wife and children. Rickey, thank you for teaching me what life is all about. I love you Rickey.