>>942190372
My brother and I are both bifags who grew up with abusive religious parents who were highly. So not only were we not allowed to date girls, but they kept a close eye on our computers/phones so we couldn't even look at porn. And we had minimal privacy too... like, we couldn't take too long in the bathroom or we'd get accused of jerking off.

So pretty much the only time we had any privacy or time to ourselves was late at night, after our parents went to sleep. Me and my brother shared a bedroom, so I guess they figured we'd keep each other honest? I'm sure it never even occurred to them that instead we'd end up jerking off together. Which of course naturally led to exploring each other's bodies and "helping each other out."

So I wouldn't say that either of us really had an incest fetish, or that we were even attracted to each other, really. We just had no other sexual outlets so we got progressively more gay with each other.

Hooked up with one of my dormmates back in college.

Neither of us were open about our bicurious feelings, so it was months of "jokingly" flirting and making ironic no-homo sorta comments as we both beat around the bush slowly sussing each other out.

Once we finally crossed the line, the sex was fucking amazing. A little too amazing, tbh... we agreed up front that it was just gonna be casual experimentation, but once we'd crossed that line we couldn't keep our dicks outta each other. What was supposed to be a bit of casual experimentation quickly spiraled outta control.

We were both pretty confused/uncertain about our sexualities at the time, we got kinda freaked out at our intense chemistry, especially when it became obvious we were starting to catch feelings for each other. So we decided to make a break and stop rooming together at the end of junior year, and quickly drifted apart. To this day I really regret chickening out like that and wish we'd maybe tried to let the relationship keep developing...