Uncle Joe's Story

Chapter 6

I was coming to terms with the fact that my Uncle Joe was gay, even if he hadn’t yet accepted it. I still wish he would have been able to tell his family and live a happy life. I’m not sure why he felt he had to hide this part of his life, and why had he written it all down? Was this his way of finally coming out to us? If it was, why tell us now?

I still hadn’t asked my dad about any of this, I was wondering if he knew, or even if he suspected Uncle Joe might be gay.

My wife and I went through our nightly routine, sat down, and fired up the laptop.

She asked, “are you prepared if Uncle Joes goes further tonight?"

I furrowed my brow, “what do you mean?”

She said, “you seemed kind of upset about the kissing last night.”

I shrugged, “yeah, I know, that just surprised me a bit. I've had a little time to think about it and I guess it is a normal part of sex. I just really want him to be happy, and I want to find out why he didn’t tell his family about all of this.”

She smiled, “ok, then let’s see what Uncle Joe has in store for us tonight.”

***

I was thinking about what I had just done with Russ, I couldn’t help but think that I shouldn’t have done it, but it felt so right at the time. The kissing was so natural, and I certainly did enjoy having his cock in my mouth. The salty sweet taste of his semen, hell the taste of his dick was even better than I ever expected. I just wasn’t sure what would come next, I don’t know if I was ready for a relationship, or whatever it is that two guys have. What was Russ expecting? Was this just a one-time thing? Jesus, I still don’t think that I am gay, this is just so confusing.

The next week, I was starting to unlock my door after another night in the library. Just before I put my key in the lock, I heard the door open behind me.

Russ said, “hey, my roommate is gone for the night, you want to come in?”

I turned to look at him, he was wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top, God, he was hot.

I smiled as I walked across the hall, “sure, I would like that.”

I dropped my book bag as soon as I closed the door behind me. Russ pulled me in, and we started kissing, pulling at each other’s clothes as we worked our way to his bed. We fell onto the bed and went straight to a sixty-nine position. Damn sucking a cock at the same time, I was getting mine sucked was pure extasy. Russ was playing with my nuts as he deep throated my shaft, because it felt so good, I returned the favor. I was able to take him a little deeper the longer we sucked, I was proud of myself when I felt his balls on my chin. We only took each other’s cock out of our mouths to lick the other’s nuts. I felt Russ put his hands on my ass and I gasped when he ran a finger along my crack and brushed it along my hole. Taking his lead, I did the same to him, he let out a deep moan, then spread his legs. He panted, “that’s it, play with my hole.” I wiggled my finger around the rim as he reached down and spread his cheeks further apart. He let my cock fall from his mouth and rolled onto his back. He pulled his legs up in the air and said, “oh God Joe, I need you to fuck me.”

My eyes went wide, “what?”

He reached into his nightstand for a bottle of lotion, “I want you to fuck me.”

I stuttered, “but I have never…”

He smiled at me, “it’s just like fucking a girl, put your big cock in my hole.”

I blushed, “I have never fucked a girl either.”

He chuckled, “you are so cute and innocent. It’s ok, just use the lotion for lube, put a little on your dick and in my hole. Just go slow.”

Once I felt the embarrassment leave my face, I squirt the lotion on my cock and his hole. I moved in, aimed my dick at his hole and started to push. We locked eyes as Russ slowly nodded, little by little I pushed in further. Once I felt my balls resting on his ass cheeks, he smiled at me and pulled me close so we could kiss. He nodded again and I started to push in and out, he met every thrust as he held his legs straight up. Our lips remained locked together as I picked up speed. Our breath started to quicken, and my nuts tightened, Russ’s tight hole was squeezing my cock.

I warned him, “I’m getting close.”

He pulled me close, “fill my hole with your seed.”

I wouldn’t have been able to pull out fast enough anyway at this point, I exploded as I pushed in as far as I could. We continued to kiss as I felt Russ’s cock shoot his load all over our stomachs. We didn’t break our kiss until my softening cock slipped out of his cum slicked hole, I fell to his side as we tried to catch our breath.

He kissed my cheek, “did you like my tight ass?”

I sighed, “oh yeah.”

He chuckled, “so that was your first time?”

I nodded, “yes, did I do ok?”

He wrapped his arm across my chest, “you did just fine, I feel so honored that I was your first. Your first time kissing a guy, your first blow job and now your first piece of ass. So, you have never been with anyone else, not even a girl?”

I felt my face turn red, “no, I’ve never had sex with a girl, I’ve kissed them before, but that’s it.”

He smiled, “that’s ok, I dated an older girl in high school, so she taught me a couple things. Then the roommate I had my first year here showed me how fun man-to-man sex is.”

I asked, “so that means you are bi?”

He shrugged, “yeah, I guess so. I just like sex, I don’t care who it’s with. What about you? Are you bi or gay?”

I took a deep breath, “I have no idea. All my sexual experiences have been with guys.”

He asked, “what have you done?”

I said, “I jacked off and exchanged hand jobs with a couple friends in high school, got a blow job from a buddy in the army. Now just what I have done with you.”

He leaned up on his elbow, “so, do you think you want to do anything with a girl?”

I shrugged, “it’s just so confusing, I feel like what we just did should feel wrong, but it doesn’t. I’m supposed to meet a nice girl and get married and have a family. But with every new experience I have with a guy, the less I want to do that.”

He laid back, “I hope I didn’t make you do anything that you didn’t want to do.”

I shook my head, “oh God no, you didn’t. I would have stopped it if you did.”

He said, “good, don’t ever do anything with anybody that you don’t want to. I hope what we did, doesn’t make things worse for you.”

I said, “no, I don’t think it did, I just have to try and figure all of this out.”

***

I said, “wow, Uncle Joe just a deep talk about his feelings, he may be coming to terms with his sexuality.”

My wife nodded, “yeah, he seems to be leaning toward guys. I’m really glad Russ gave him some good advice.”

I agreed, “and he didn’t pressure him, it was nice Uncle Joe finally had someone to talk to about this.”

We scrolled down to the next page.

***

I thought a lot about things after my talk with Russ, I was envious of him, he was so confident about his sexuality. He wasn’t worried about putting a label on things, he just knew what he liked and didn’t question it. I wish I could be more like him.

Russ and I would hook up a few more times, until he found a girlfriend. He introduced us and she was fine with Russ being bi, he had he even told her about us. He told me that her only rule was that she be involved whenever he wanted to hook up with another guy. He said she seemed to like to watch.

I went through the next few years without much success in the dating department. The more time that went by the less I was interested in women, and all the hot college guys were catching my eye much more. I was just unsure how to meet like-minded people. The school was in a small enough city that there were no gay bars, at least none that I knew of. There were no LGBT groups on campus during this time and the internet and dating apps were still ten years or more in the future. I heard that were signals to tell who was gay, an earring in one ear, but it had to be on the correct side, I wasn’t sure which side. Wearing a bandana of a certain color in certain place, again, I wasn’t sure what color or where it was worn. Of course, even during this time, there were the feminine guys that everyone knew was gay, but I just wasn’t attracted to this type. I was drawn to the masculine type, the jocks, the cowboys, the blue-collar guys, like me.

Shit, I guess I just admitted it, I am gay. Now what do I do?

***

My wife and I just looked at each other, I said, “wow, that must have been hard to say, even it was just to himself.”

She nodded, “yeah, I guess that is the first step.”

I said, “it must have been frustrating, I’m sure there were lots of gay guys on that campus, but there was no way to know who they were. I bet they were all just as deep in the closet as Uncle Joe was.”

The next Saturday I went out to the farm to see my dad. After I helped him do the chores, we sat at the kitchen table to have a cup of coffee.

I asked dad, “did you ever wonder why Uncle Joe never married?”

He looked at me over the top of his glasses, “what do you mean?”

I took a deep breath, “well, I found something on his laptop.”

He stood up and walked over to his desk and pulled a notebook out of his drawer. He handed it to me, “was it something like this?”

I started to look through the notebook, I nodded, “it is exactly like this, just typed out.”

Dad nodded, “yeah, I found this in all his papers, I almost just threw it away until I opened it just to make sure it wasn’t anything important.”

I asked, “have you read it all?”

He said, "yes, it stops about the time he turns 30, I haven’t found the next notebook.”

I paused, “you probably won’t. That is about the time he got his first computer. I have read everything up to where he is about to graduate from college, I bet he quit writing it out in long hand and started to type it on his computer.”

Dad thought for a moment, “I wished he would have told us.”

 

To be continued…