Not exactly hung like a horse, I know, but big enough that most of the women I slept with didn't go away disappointed.
I suppose the first incident worth recounting is when my family had a reunion in Corpus Christi, Texas for my grandparents fiftieth wedding anniversary.
No matter where you go in the world, one thing that is almost universally considered to be a taboo is incest, and as you can see from the title of this new series even I, after all that's happened, still consider it to be such.
The only difference between myself and the rest of the world is that I no longer care if it is taboo or not.
Early the nest morning, we woke up and ate breakfast just in time to greet my aunt and uncle who had just arrived with my two cousins, Sarah and Tiffany, who were seventeen and fifteen respectively, at the time.
After hugging my aunt and uncle, I went outside to help them carry in their luggage and that was when I saw Tiffany get out of the back seat.
I hadn't seen Tiffany in about six years and she had done a lot of growing up in that time.
While her height and build were almost identical to Tiffany, that is about where the similarities ended.
Tiffany's hair was a dark brown but Sarah's was a bright flaming red like mine.
At the time I was 5'11", had red hair, had freckles scattered across the bridge of my nose and cheeks, and had pale, icy blue eyes.
Also, by the grace of god and genetics I had a rather robust eight inch cock that was decently thick.
It seemed that my innocent little cousin had grown up into quite the flirt.