"Kevin" by Friar Dave (friar.dave@teamhbbs.com). Kevin is a 16-year-old boy with raging hormones, who has the hots for the lady next door - along with anything else with breasts and a cute butt. His almost-twelve-year-old little sister asks him some questions about sex, and Kevin gives her a basic course in sex education:

"Wow. So a guy sees a woman with big boobs -- like Mrs. Howley or Carol -- and he gets a boner, and then he sticks it in the girl's... place... and shoots his semen in her, and then she gets pregnant and has a baby." She seemed amazed.

"Basically, but not all the time. She's got to be fertile. She has to be menstruating and at the right time of the month."

Sari nodded emphatically. "Some of the girls in my glass have monthlies. That's what they call them. So they could get pregnant?"

The best parts of the story arise from the conversations between the brother and sister. Pretty quickly Sari discovers that she has power over Kevin's penis, and soon they begin experimenting. They learn to like it and spend many pleasant hours together as they grow up.

First, let me point out that this is a really good story. There are good reasons why society (and parents) balk at incest. There really are genetic problems that are vastly more likely to occur when brothers and sisters have babies together, and so incest taboos have their point. However, this story seemed more like healthy sexual experimentation rather than incestuous behavior. (I would have been happier if this well educated young man would have slid a condom onto his penis before he inserted it into his sister. Getting pregnant by your father or brother or close cousin is a really bad idea.)

Secondly (and much less seriously), I have some concerns about the realism of Kevin's bobbing cock. I think I am an attractive woman, and I teach boys in Kevin's age group. I don't doubt that they make sexy remarks about me in private and that they may even jack off while they fantasize about me. But unless I've gone blind (perhaps from masturbating) they don't get raging hard-ons when I talk to them. Even if I assume that I have excessively grandiose opinions of my own beauty, I know other teachers and girls who are certainly attractive, and the guys (including most of the faculty) manage to engage in social intercourse with them without excessive perturbations in their loins. My husband (a veritable stud) is definitely capable of talking to attractive women without getting a hard-on. I asked him about this, and he assures me that this is because I "take such good care of him." (And he says he appreciates this service very much.) I asked him if when he was 16 he could talk to sexy teachers without going into heat. He said he could; but then he added that he didn't have me for a teacher! I guess my point is that we're engaging in a little bit of exaggeration in this story - and in many of the other a.s.s. stories. I think we need to keep that in mind when we consider a story like this to be "natural" and "beautiful."

Finally, near the end of the story the author himself gives a good reason why big brothers should not have sex with their cute little sisters in real life: once you start having hot sex, it's hard to stop. And there's all kinds of evidence that little girls who spend their time humping little boys don't do as well in school or have adult lives and families that are as happy as those of their peers who approach sexual intimacy with a little more restraint. I'm not making this up; ask a social worker or school counselor. These are not objections to the story - just comments about its implications in real life. It's an excellent story.