Uncle Joe's Story

Chapter 11

The next time I saw my dad, I asked him if he remembered Uncle Joe talking about his work buddy Jason.

He said, “yeah, I think so. I think I even met him once. Your mom and I were going out for supper in the city one night and we saw them coming out of the restaurant that we were going to. He introduced us and we chatted for a minute, and they left. Why?”

I said, “I was just reading about him in Uncle Joe’s diary, I was just wondering if you knew anything about him.”

I shook his head, “no, that night was the only time that I met him, and Joe never really talked about him, other than to say they were going out for a beer or dinner.”

I nodded, “maybe the next section of the diary will tell me more about him.”

After we had the boys in bed for the night, we sat down to read.

My wife chuckled, “this is more addictive than that series we just finished on Netflix.”

I laughed, “yeah, I guess it is, what are we going to do when we finish reading this.”

She rolled her eyes, “we’ll find something, don’t worry.”

***

Jason and I continued to talk and see each other on a regular basis after our first night together. The next time we were together, we had a long talk.

He asked, “so are you interested in having a relationship?”

I said, “you mean as in being boyfriends?”

He nodded, “yeah,”

I thought a moment, “well, that’s not really something I was looking for. Look, I want to be honest with you, I like you and I like spending time with you. But I don’t think I want to move in together or anything like that.”

He said, “I guess I kind of knew that already from all the talks we had when we were working together. I just had to ask to make sure, thank you for being honest with me.”

I smiled, “I want us to stay friends, but if you are looking for something more, I also don’t want to stand in your way. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy it when we are intimate, but if you find someone and we can’t do that anymore, I will still want us to keep being friends.”

He gave me a kiss, “that’s what I want too, and I’ll also be honest, I do want to find a boyfriend.”

I said, “if you find someone, I will be happy for you, and we will just have to stop the sex part.”

We would see each other about once a month, sometimes we would go out for a burger and a beer, other times he would come to my house and grill out, then play cards. We didn’t always have sex, well most of the time we did, but we also would have nice talks, then just go home.

My business was going well, and I bought a few acres of land and built myself a small house. I had a couple guys that worked for me, and if I got a bigger job, I would call Tom and his crew for help, he did the same on his large jobs. Between Tom and I, I think we had done some work on every house in town.

I had just moved into my new house, Jason had been out while I was building it, but hadn’t seen it since I finished it. He called me one night.

He said, “Hey, what are you doing?”

I said, “just sitting out my deck having a beer, what are up to?”

He replied, “I’m about 10 minutes away from your place, I’m on my way back home from seeing my parents. Can I stop by and check out the new house?”

I said, “sure, I got plenty of cold beer, come around to the back deck when you get here.”

He said, “see you in few minutes.”

It was a nice evening, and my deck was nicely shaded. A few minutes later, I heard a car pull into my driveway. I was a little surprised when I heard two people talking as they walked around my house. Jason appeared first, followed by another guy that I didn’t know.

He gave me a hug, “hey Joe, this is my friend Brady, I hope you don’t mind him tagging along.”

I smiled, “no, not at all. It’s nice to meet you, Brady.” We shook hands and I went to get us each a beer. We sat around my patio table and talked, I got the impression that they were more than friends. I knew this day was coming, and I was happy for Jason, and Brady seemed like a nice guy.

I said, “hey, you haven’t seen the house since I finished it, you want a tour?”

Jason stood up, “sure, lead the way.”

I showed them around and as we walked into the bedroom, Brady gave Jason a wink.

He said, “so this where all the fun happens.”

I laughed, “well, not yet, so far all that I have done in here is sleep.”

Brady said, “maybe we should change that.”

Before I could process what he said, he pushed Jason onto my bed and started to kiss him. I was still standing there watching when they broke their kiss and Brady pulled Jason’s pants to his knees, his dick flopping back onto his stomach.

Brady looked at me, then back to Jason’s cock and smiled, “hell, I’m not shy.” He bent down and wrapped his lips around Jason’s dick.”

Jason pushed him off, “let’s not be rude to our host.” They walked to me and started to pull my clothes off, Jason began kissing me as Brady went to his knees and took my cock into his mouth. Brady came up and we shared a three-way kiss. They took the rest of their clothes off, I paused to look at the two naked men standing before me. I had seen Jason naked many times before, so I focused on Brady, he was about 5’10 with dark hair and eyes. He was a few years younger than Jason, his chest was smooth and just as defined as Jason’s. His stomach was flat with just a trace of a six-pack. His cock was about the same size as mine and Jason’s, but it appeared that he shaved, his cock and balls were completely smooth.

We worked our way to the bed and fell into a circle, each of us with a hard cock in our mouth. After we rotated a few times, being sure that we each had sucked the other two dicks, Jason pushed Brady onto his back and started to rim him. I fed Brady my cock as he held his legs straight up in the air. Once Jason had Brady’s hole good and wet, he moved up to fuck him. Jason and I kissed as he pumped Brady’s hole and Brady continued to suck my cock. I moved forward and Brady sucked my nuts, then went further and licked my pucker.

Jason broke our kiss and whispered, “you want a crack at this ass?” I of course said yes, and Jason moved back to let me get into position. I leaned forward to kiss Brady once my balls were resting on his ass cheeks. I felt Jason rub his fingers across my hole, I paused my fucking when I felt Jason’s dick replace his fingers. Once he pushed inside me, I started to push in and out. Jason’s cock went deep inside me with every stroke, sending shivers through my entire body. We were all moaning and groaning, and from all the heavy breathing, I knew we were all getting close. Brady was first to let out a deep grunt, I felt his ass muscles clamp down on my cock and felt his hot cum coating my stomach. This set off a chain reaction, I flooded his hole with my seed and Jason filled mine with his. We fell into a heap of flesh, sweat and cum, trying to catch our breath.

We cleaned up and had another beer.

I said, “thanks guys, that was a great way to break in my new bedroom. Did you have that planned when you called me?”

Brady laughed, “nope, Jason told me you were good looking, but he didn’t do you justice. Once I saw how hot you were, the hormones just took over.”

I laughed, “that’s a boost to the old ego.”

After we finished our beer, they headed home. While we never had a repeat performance, we did get together a few more times for dinner. They only stayed together for about six months, Brady got a new job out of town and moved away.

***

I looked at my wife, “wow, Uncle Joe had a three-way. Why can’t we have a three-way?”

She laughed, “you can call Brady and see if he wants to come over.”

I rolled my eyes, “that’s not exactly what I had in mind.”

She said, “I know, but that’s the only way it will happen sweetheart.”

We went back to reading.

***

Jason and I have been getting together for about twenty years now. I know he has dated a few guys over those years, but I never met any of them, nor did they turn into long-term relationships for him. I had also hooked up with some guys and was still seeing Len whenever he came to town. As we got older, the sex became less important and we spent more of our time just talking, Jason knows more about me than my family does. In fact, Jason was the first person that I told about my illness. He came out to see me the next night, we stayed up until 3am talking about it and all the time we spent together. He was a great comfort to me. The last time we slept together was about six months ago, since then I have been too weak and tired, so now he just holds me as we talk. The last time he came out was a week ago, we knew it would probably be the last time that we would see each other. He gave me a long hug and a kiss on the cheek, as a tear run down his cheek, he smiled, “see you later.” I brushed the tear from my eyes as he walked out my door.

***

My wife and I both wiped our eyes, I said, “ok, so maybe he did have someone. It may not have been a traditional relationship, but at least he had someone to talk to.”

She smiled, “yeah, I’m glad Jason was there for him.”

I closed the last file with Jason’s name and clicked on the one titled “Last Entry”. From the date stamp, it was written about 5 days before Uncle Joe died.

***

When my doctor gave me my diagnosis, he told me that I would have about 12 months to live without any treatment. Taking treatments would add about 6 to 12 months, but I would be sick for a week after each treatment. It was an easy decision for me, with the number of treatments I would need, there would be no difference in the amount of time that I would be able to function. I made it almost 6 months longer than he predicted and was able to see my 60th birthday. While I was getting weaker and more tired, I was thrilled that both my brothers and their families were there to celebrate with me. My older brother and his oldest son have been so good to me during all of this.

As I sit back and take stock of everything, I think I have lived a pretty good life, it may not have been as long as I would have liked, but it was good. The only regret that I may have, would be the fact that I never told my family about me being gay. I still think that I did what was best for all of us, I mean, I don’t think that I would have gone down the whole marriage path if I had come out. So why risk upsetting them, I suppose that is why I felt the need to write all this stuff down. I don’t know if they will find it and read it anyway. I just hope that if they do, that they won’t think any less of me.

I know that I will never have a street or big building named after me, so I guess my legacy would be my work on all the houses in town that I had done over the years. I believe I was well respected and didn’t do anything to tarnish my family’s name. I hope my family thinks of that when they think about me, and they still love me, even with learning about my secrets. I know I love them.

***

The tears were running down my face as I finished reading his last words. My wife wrapped her arms around me and asked, “are you alright?”

I nodded, “yeah.” I closed the laptop.

We do love you, Uncle Joe.

 

The End.