Home Sex Education, by tinman69s. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Stepbrother Introduces me to Handy Orgasms. My name is Debbie and I am now 22 years old and a senior at college and single, thank goodness! This is my last year here at college and I sure do hate to leave here. But that is another story! First, I want to tell you about my initiation into womanhood, if you want to call it that. My Mom and Dad divorced when I was about 17 years old. After a couple of years, my Mom re-married. We moved into my step-dad’s house. My step-dad was a really nice guy and he had a good-looking son who lived with him. The only problem there was that he really didn’t want anything to do with me (because “I was in the way” and ‘a pain"). Anyway, my step-dad’s house was a two-story one, with a basement. The basement had been finished and Gary had his bedroom and bathroom down there. That was fine with me because that gave me the whole upstairs to myself. Gary, my step-brother, went to the local tech school and worked part-time to pay for his car. He did have a really cool car, a Camaro, jet black, mag wheels, T-tops, loud mufflers and a good stereo system in it. I really liked the car, but Gary wouldn’t let me run around with him because I was “too young”. Other than that, he and I got along really good. About a year or so after we moved in there, I was having a problem with some of my homework, and Mom and “Dad” were out, so I went downstairs to see if Gary could help me with my math. As I walked thru the game room to Gary’s bedroom, I could hear his music playing and I figured he was still up and maybe studying too. Well, being the young teen that I was, I just pushed the door open, without knocking, and almost fainted!!! Gary was sitting on his bed with a “girlie” magazine beside him and he was playing with his “Thing”!!!! I almost choked, and he heard me. He jumped up and tried to get his “thing” back in his shorts, but he was fumbling too much. I guess I scared him and he yelled at me to “Get out”! But I couldn’t move, I was just staring at his “thing”. I had heard other girls talking about what they looked like, but I had never seen one. Gary yelled again for me to get out but I just shook my head “no” still staring! I guess he realized suddenly that he might be in big trouble if I should say anything to my Mom or his Dad about what I caught him doing. I moved my focus to the magazine (he must have forgotten about it being there on the bed) and I walked over and picked it up. The girl in the magazine was really beautiful and naked and had two fingers in her privates!! I, of course, didn’t understand this. I looked up at Gary, (who had finally gotten “it” back into his shorts;) and just pointed at the girl in the photo and where her hand was. I still had not said a word! Gary took the magazine and closed it and said “Debbie, I’m sorry, Please don’t tell on me. I’ll be grounded for life! And Dad might take my car keys away from me. Please?” After looking at the picture and seeing his thing hanging out, I was feeling kinda funny. A feeling I had not had before. But I gathered my senses and got brave and said to him “Gary, I’ve heard the girls talking, especially in the locker room, about boy’s private parts, but I’ve never seen one up close. And I want to see yours! So if you will sit down and let me look at it good, I won’t tell anyone what happened, I promise.” Gary looked at me for a moment and said “Promise-Hope to die?” I said “Yes Gary, Hope to die.” Gary sat down on the bed and pulled it back out of his shorts, but now it wasn’t stiff like it was when he was playing with it. I asked him, “What happened to it, why is it not stiff anymore?” He said “Debbie, Can I call you Sis? I’ve always wanted a little sister.” I agreed he could. “Now tell me about your thing, what happened to it?” I said. Gary tried as best he could to explain it to me in really nice terms, about how it gets excited and when it gets excited, it gets s