My first story here on literotica so any feedback after reading my story will be good!
Hi! My name is Alex and I am sitting here in deep thought's how my life ended up the way it did, it does contain a amount of incest so if it not your cake stop reading here.
I grew up in a big city in a big home with a loving family, I got good grades and did always handle school work great. But since my life took a turn at the age of fourteen and if it hadn't taken this turn god only knows how I would be doing today.
My mother came from a very wealthy family and my father a very poor one, they found each other in an Ivy league college. I myself went to that same college and so did my wife. My father worked with computers making minimum wager. My mother on the other hand just never worked, she where to fine for work as she self said it. She got a lot of money from my grandparents as they owned a oil company, couple of professional sports teams and many smaller businesses. My mother told my father to stop work and enjoy the life with her, but he was no mooch as he self said and worked like any other man in the world would. I guess my mother didn't like his attitude and went out and found herself a boytoy.
When he then found out that my mother cheated on him he immediately demanded a divorce. He had signed a prenup and only walked out of the house with a car and me, he immediately took a job in Boston as his college roommate owned a big computer company there. So I and my father moved 800 miles east.
My father had worked on a computer program for over 10 years that his old roommate helped him distribute and he revolutionized the entire world in 1 year. We had gone from living in a 2 room apartment to something close to the size of a castle, in less then a year.
I know my father worked hard for and man did he deserve it. He did later meet a woman named Jennifer. He met her when he worked at his old roommate's company, and they had really hit it off. She had no idea that he was the one who came up with the program that revolutionized the world and she didn't know until 1 year after they had met. As he said it
"I do not want to end up with a gold digger only after money".
So I was 14 years old I left my twin-sister Amanda and my big brother Steve with my mother which I initially hated because she did something I'd never expect and thought I'd never forgive.
My father was always there for us when we needed. He loved and treasured all of us. Although I left I always knew my brother and sister only stayed there cause they went to school there, but they still did never visit our father and I saw them again when I had turned 19.
At this age I was a really bright young boy, I aced every exam I took. Although I where a smart boy I had a lot of issues. I was obese, no scratch that. I was really fat, I weighed a little over 300 pounds and stood on a 5.6 height. My height made me look a lot more fatter then I felt, but I have to admit i looked like a cow going in to a slaughterhouse. I also wore a big pair of glasses and had a lot of zits in my face. This only made me look a lot worse and it didn't really help me with the harassment at school.
I went to the same class as my sister but didn't have any friends at all there, the only one I talked to during classes where my sister Amanda, who looked nothing like me. Amanda were really pretty, her body started to develop really early and got a lot of attention from the guys at school. She where always one of the popular kids in every school she went to and really liked being the girl every boy in the school fantasized about.
The only attention I got from my class was when they bullied me. I spent the days in the library or the bathroom really sad and where often thinking of suicide. Amanda really helped me through this though, always helped and showed me love. She once caught me writing my suicide letter and stayed with me the entire weekend making sure i wasn't going to kill myself. She did spend a lot of more time with me after and made me feel loved.
My brother did so as well, he had always been a jock and the cool guy at school. Star Quarterback of the high school and college team's he played in. My brother actually made it to the NFL as a #4 draft pick and won 3 super bowls. My brother often said if I ever needed anything I'd come to him, he often came down to the school when my sister said I had a bad time and stood by me so that no one would call me bad words. Barry, Barry the bastard I called him. Barry was 2 classes above me and loved calling me names and throw me punches. The only time I ever had the courage to defend myself he really kicked my ass and I got 5 stitches in my forehead. This made my brother furious and he drove right home to Barry and needless to say Barry left me alone. I loved Steve for what he kept doing for me.
The only friends I had in school where in the grade above me. They where the school's "Nerds". We spent the days in the library or outside reading and talking an awful lot about fantasy.
Moving to another city far away really was something I really needed, my father instantly put me on a diet and spent money for a personal trainer. That trainer really changed my life, I went from 300 pounds fat to 180 pounds well toned muscular body in 3 years.
When I was 15 about to turn into 16 I moved in with my father, Jennifer and her daughter Amber.
Amber had just turned 18 and was a complete bombshell, absolutely gorgeous and wow, she was in my mind all day. She stood on a 6 feet with long auburn hair and a perfect body, her cup size where amazingly natural 75D. Her amazingly long slim legs and that perfectly shaped pear ass was so gorgeous, everything about her just screamed perfect. Her face was the most prettiest face I have ever seen and doubt there are any girls that can show the love that her big bluegreen eyes can.
Amber was the girl that made me like my body again, when I met her I still where a little fat but she didn't seem to mind and loved me like a sibling should. She took a lot of pictures during my weight loss and helped my accept my body when I was fat. She made me work at it harder as she brought guys over looking like Arnold Schwarzenegger. I asked her if girls like "average" looking bodies or really muscular. She looked really happy that I asked and said she did not mind anyway they looked, just if they have a open heart and a nice smile she would fall for anyone. She added but of course a nice muscular fight club body almost no girls would say no to. This pushed me and I spent the age 16-18 really toning my muscles.