All characters are over eighteen years old. This chapter contains scenes of masturbation that includes two siblings.
CHAPTER ONE - 1999
"How are you going to sit here and tell me that the bible
doesn't
discriminate against women?" Mary asked her brother.
The tall, brown haired and brown eyed young woman stood over her brother as he sat on the couch. Her hair draped over her body, half over one shoulder in the front, half over the other shoulder in the back. Her bangs evenly covered her forehead, but not her eyebrows which were furled in frustration at her sibling. She preferred shorts over pants and halter tops over t-shirts. She knew she had a desirable figure and enjoyed teasing it just a little.
"Not mentioning women is not the same as discriminating against them," he casually replied, dismissing her position on the matter.
Jacob sat on the couch with one ankle propped up on the opposite knee. He was also tall and of brown hair and eyes. His hair wasn't as long as his sisters nor as dark. His hair would nearly cover his eyes if not brushed back and was as thick as his sister's. He had an average build with no distinct features. He was never one to try and impress anyone. He wasn't shy about his body but wasn't interested in flexing what he had for the women.
She threw her heavily annotated bible at the empty space next to him.
"On every page marked with a yellow sticky, I've noted where women are treated as objects that men can own, punish and even kill whenever they deem fit," she informed him.
Debating the scriptures had been a long-standing hobby between the twins their entire educated lives. Their parents, Jane and Mark, raised them to discover the world for themselves despite being church goers. Whether they bought into the book remained a mystery to their parents and themselves. For them, it seemed a lifelong journey for understanding and possible acceptance, but the latter was never guaranteed, and they both understood that. Mark and Jane's attendance at their local church had dwindled in recent years. They talked about changing the frequency of their visits. Mark suggested they stop lying to themselves and give it up. He argued that they could practice their religion at home, but she equated that to giving up on it entirely. They shelved the conversation for another time.
Jacob picked up the book and thumbed through several pages. He read the passages and her notes silently. He sometimes nodded in silent agreement but announced his disagreement to others. He pointed out her constant need to take every word as literal instead of the clear metaphor that he thought it was. They went back and forth about literal and metaphoric understanding of different passages.
They would often get loud with each other while in heated debate. Sometimes they would de-escalate on their own, other times one or both parents would referee in their debates. Jane and Mark both loved watching their children intelligently debate the bible and express their passion for the words written in it, even if they haven't overtly accepted the book as the truth of the world.
One day, their passionate debate took a dark turn. Their parents had gone out for their weekend errands one Saturday morning and the twins were left to solve their own battles if they chose to debate the book.
Jacob was online scrolling through social media posts on one couch while his sister was on the opposite couch getting internally worked up over a particular series of passages in her bible. She read repeatedly about how men were favored in the rules that were laid down to mankind after the supposed creation. That preferential treatment got her thinking about modern problems.
"You know," she started.
"Here we go," he mumbled as he closed his laptop.
"Yeah, here we go," she said, mocking him. "Why is it that God made it that a man must orgasm for procreation but not a woman? See? It's proof that he only cares about men and gave them all the best stuff!"
Jacob thought for a minute and asked her, "Why does that even matter? Most women can't cum just by penetration anyway."
Mary was amused at his remark and replied without thinking about the consequence of the words she was about to say.
"That's bullshit. Wanna know how I know it's bullshit? It's
bullshit
," she emphasized, "because I
easily
cum that way.
She instantly regretted admitting her sexual responses to her brother but waited to see if her he caught on.
"I said
most
can't, not all."
She was relieved he didn't catch on to what she said but she was only granted a temporary reprieve from what could have been perpetual embarrassment.
Their parents never forced them to go to church and certainly didn't sway them regarding their beliefs. They did, however, set up rules once the twins reached puberty. Dating was limited and while most parents object to sexual activity under the age of consent, their parents openly railed against it. They told them that sex before marriage is their choice, but they will not engage in sex before they were eighteen. Both happily agreed, believing that the limited rules put upon them were likely handed down out of an abundance of caution and perhaps even personal experiences.
Since they had been beyond their eighteenth year, they were highly interested in getting their virginity cast aside. There wasn't competition between them to see who would get laid first, but they were secretly interested in the other's progress. When it registered to Jacob what his sister said, he was highly interested.
"Wait," he said as he reconsidered what his sister said.
Fuck!
She thought.
"How do you know you can cum like that? Have you had
sex
?" he asked, his interest clearly showing.
The discussion took place only a few months after their eighteenth birthday and Jacob was not in a relationship. He was also aware that his sister was not in one, either, but he quickly recalled that she left her last one several weeks after their birthday.
"No!" she announced defensively.
She curled up on the couch, embarrassed at the direction the conversation had turned.
"So, you masturbate. That's no big deal," he said caringly, trying to lower the tension that was building in the room.
He's not going to let this go,
she thought.
"Yeah, I do and so do you so, let's just drop it," she mumbled.
As she stuck her nose back into her book and tried to stop feeling embarrassed, Jacob's mind began to wander. Most of the time, it only took sex being briefly mentioned for his body to react. He was quick to excuse himself and go to his room. He stripped down, fell onto his bed, took hold of his cock, and rubbed it up and down. He tried to think of the usual thoughts of nude women and what he imagined sex would feel like. There was only a single computer in the home and the internet was not as accessible as it is today, let alone porn.
