We grew up in a two bedroom duplex, with one bathroom. We saw my father go in and out of his room to shower totally naked, he never wore anything, so we grew up fully exposed to his penis. That is all it was, a penis.
He had a habit of not closing the door when he peed, so we saw him pee, and we would go talk to him when he peed, and we saw his penis when he peed.
If he was getting ready, and we had to pee we would sit on the toilet and pee. Our mother would push the door closed, but not entirely. Peeing was not a big issue, every body did it.
Since our duplex was small and the bedrooms were next to each other we heard my parents make love. The bed moving and them talking, and my father liked for my mother to suck his penis, and she would finally give in and do it because he liked it, that is what she said, and he would tell her how much he liked it. We also heard when he went down on her, because she always complained that he shouldn't be doing those things, but he did and we asked her more than once if she liked it, and she would tell us to mind our own business.
We were not that hung up on nudity, or underwear. We saw them naked or in their underwear and they saw us naked or in our underwear. You had to get dressed, take showers, iron clothes, and when it was hot in the summer my sister and I spent the evenings in our underwear, and not until we were pretty much in our teens, did we cover up our top. Our father would pinch our nipples and tell us what nice boobies we had.
In school one day a boy showed me his penis. He must have thought it was going to scare me or something, but a penis just didn't bother me. My sister kicked a boy in the nuts one day because he put his hand on her butt, and she got in trouble for kicking him. She hurt him pretty bad, because he was laid out on the hall of the school for some time before he was able to stand up. When my father and mother went to the school to talk to the principal about it, my father told them that if any boy touched my sister or me, he would kick them in the nuts. That was the end of that incident.
Eventually at a party in the eighth grade, I sucked a penis on a dare. To my surprise I liked it. Because we talked to my mother about everything, I told her about it and she told me not to do that, boys later would want to have sex, and that wasn't a good idea until I was older.
Older was when I was in the eleventh grade and I liked it too. I told my sister about it, because I had to talk to someone and this was not something I wanted to talk to my mother about. So my sister told my mother and she spoke to both of us about the whole thing, the problems with getting pregnant. She did confess to us that sex was something that felt good, we just had to be real careful, both about getting pregnant and our reputation.
As an adult, all these things happened, and more. We were exposed to drugs, and alcohol, and stupid boys and just as stupid girls. We knew girls that did get pregnant. Before we finished high school we had seen more than one couple have sex. There was a good bit of sex at parties, and lots of oral sex.
I consider myself normal, and my sister too. I am sure that our home was probably a bit more liberal than other homes, but probably not that much. Personally I think people are way to hung up on what kids know about or see. I think our secret was that neither one of our parents made a big deal about it.
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