Date: Fri, 24 Feb 2012 06:55:13 -0800 (PST)
From: Henry Brooks <hankster1430@bellsouth.net>
Subject: The Man Next Door

The Man Next Door
Chapter One

Frankie Jamison was thirteen when he got into a fight in the schoolyard and
ended up getting detention.  He didn't want his folks to know, so he didn't
tell them that he had to stay late at school.  He usually got out of his
middle school about 2 PM.  He would then walk to the elementary school
three streets away, and pick up his seven-year-old little brother Jimmy.
They lived too close to the schools for bus service, so it was Frankie's
job to escort Jimmy safely home.  Although the trip was short, along the
way there was a dangerous intersection, which was the scene of many car
accidents.

When Jimmy realized that Frankie wasn't showing up, he started for home
himself.  He reached the frightening intersection and froze.  Even when the
light was with him, cars were turning into his crossing lane.  He stood on
the corner not knowing what to do.  Just as the light was about to change,
a car which was waiting at the red light, started up prematurely.  At the
same time a car going in the cross direction sped up in an attempt to beat
the impending red light.  There ensued a terrible collision.  One of the
cars rolled over several times and landed right on top of Jimmy who was
killed instantly.

John Jamison never forgave Frankie for the death of his son.

"You should have called me or your mother," he repeated over and over
again.  Frankie knew that they were both at work, and wouldn't have been
able to pick up Jimmy anyway, but his father was unrelenting in his
condemnation.  Several times he smacked Frankie across the face, threw his
brawny arms around the young boy and started shaking him relentlessly.
Frankie lived in great fear of his father, especially since he had reverted
from the best, most loving father in the world, to a monster of epic
proportions.

Frankie's mother tried to intervene when his father was being abusive to
his surviving son, but she herself was abused as a reward for her actions.
He would slap her on her face and push her against the wall.  The man had
completely lost his reason.

Frankie's mother and father began to fight all the time, and eventually
they divorced.  Frankie rarely saw his father immediately after the
divorce.  When a year had passed, he never saw him at all.  His mother
needed a new start, so she sold their house and they moved into a tiny
bungalow clear across town.

Jesse Cook lived in the house next door.  He was in his mid-forties, but he
was in great shape.  He ran in marathons, worked out regularly, ate
healthy, and tried to stay as buff as possible.  He had been married to
Nancy, his high school sweetheart since graduating college.  Unfortunately
she died of cancer a couple of years ago.  Jesse and Nancy had always
encouraged their only child Jessica, to be independent.  She was now in her
early twenties, a college graduate with a good job, living on her own.
Jessica constantly worried about her father, who had been in a mild
depression ever since his wife died.  She encouraged him to start dating
and to resume living, but he was content to stay busy with work, and to
spend his evenings at home alone.  He made no attempt to meet his new
next-door neighbor even though there was no fence between them, and they
shared an unobstructed back yard.

Frankie missed his father terribly.  He missed the man his father was when
Jimmy was alive, not the unforgiving man he had become.  One afternoon
after school, Frankie sat at the picnic table in his back yard.  He was
working on a tough math assignment.  Jesse was sitting on his back porch.
He couldn't help noticing that Frankie was struggling and scratching his
head.  In an act of socialization that was exceptionally rare for him, he
walked over to Frankie and introduced himself.

Frankie was taken by surprise.  He couldn't help notice how much this man
resembled his father.  Each of them was about six feet tall, ash blond
hair, blue eyes, muscular and lean, very much a man's man.  The boy
desperately needed a father so he warmed up to Jesse immediately.  He
introduced himself, and Jesse asked what he was struggling with.

"Geometry," Frankie answered and frowned.

"I can help you with that, if you'll let me.  I'm an engineer."

Frankie smiled and Jesse smiled back.  It was the first time he had smiled
since Nancy had passed away.  He sat down next to Frankie and proceeded to
help him solve each mathematical puzzle.  After that, Jessie helped Frankie
often, and they began to develop a deep friendship.

With Frankie's mother's permission, he began to act as a mentor and a
substitute father to the boy.  He attended Frankie's sporting events at
school and took him to professional home team games in the city.  They
didn't realize it at the time, but they were destined to be best friends
forever.  Jessica was delighted at the change in her father.  She even
wondered if he thought of Frankie as the son he never had.  Whatever the
reason, she was pleased, and didn't question her father's miraculous
change.  Jesse began to take Frankie to the gym with him to work out, and
Frankie began to join Jesse in his jogging routine.  By the time Frankie
was 17, he had a killer body thanks to Jesse.  The girls drooled over him,
and the boys were envious.  Frankie was on the school's football team, and
by the time he was a senior he had fucked almost every cheer leader on the
squad.  Jesse secretly envied Frankie's sexual prowess, and was proud of
him at the same time.

Jesse was in his late forties when Frankie was a senior in high school.
One day he was called into his boss's office.  The miserable economy had
finally caught up to him and he was laid off.  Jesse had money and would be
all right for a long time, but once again he experienced the depression he
had when Nancy died, and he was worse than ever.

He tried to hide his feelings from Frankie, but you can't hide depression
from your best friend.  Frankie did what he could to cheer Jesse up, but he
was unsuccessful.

After graduation, Frankie had seven weeks off before starting college at
State U.  He suggested to Jesse that it would be fun if the two of them
went on a fishing/camping trip together, just the two of them.  He pointed
out to Jesse that they wouldn't be seeing as much of each other in the
fall.  When that realization struck Jesse, he consented to the trip and the
two men began to make plans.

Jesse did some research and he found a camp ground that was really quite
remote and deserted.  Frankie agreed that it was an ideal spot.  They
planned on leaving the Friday before the July 4th weekend and staying at
least a week.  If they loved it they could stay on for a little longer.

After they pitched their tent near a mountain stream, and organized cooking
utensils, rationed the food day by day, and generally got themselves
settled, they sat on beach chairs at the foot of the stream.  It was
oppressively hot and Frankie excused himself.  He went into the tent and
stripped to his jockey shorts.  When he sat back down, he said to Jesse, "I
hope you don't mind, but it's too hot for clothes, and we seem to be the
only wild life around anyway."

"Not at all.  I love to look at your magnificent body.  I think I'll join
you."  Jesse went into the tent and stripped, but when he came out he was
totally naked.  Frankie was surprised, but he smiled at Jesse.

"Good move," he said.  He had never seen Jesse naked before.  When they
went to the gym together, they always showered at home, and so he
immediately checked Jesse out.  Jesse was about five fat inches flaccid,
and he was uncut.

"You're not so bad yourself," Frankie said, "and I mean all over."  With
that, Frankie stood up and took off his underwear, giving Jesse the
opportunity to check out his adopted son.

Frankie was uncut and about a half inch longer than Jesse, but not quite as
thick.  When Jesse saw his protégé in the nude, he began to get an
erection.  He crossed his legs quickly so that Frankie wouldn't notice.  It
was Frankie who broke the ice.

"Look," he said.  "I'm not going to be able to go for days without
relieving myself.  Do I have to go into the woods and get all bitten up by
mosquitoes, or can I do it openly in the tent?"

Jesse began to laugh.  "You'd better do it openly in the tent.  I have the
same problem you do, and so I'll probably join you."They sat at the
stream for a couple of hours and finally decided that it was time for bed.
They peed together in the stream.  There were two sleeping bags in the
tent, but it was too hot to use them, and they decided to sleep on top of
the bags.  They went into the tent, secured the flap to keep bugs out, and
they lay down side by side.  They lay this way for quite a while, neither
being able to fall asleep.  They were best friends, but they had never been
as intimate as this.  There they were sleeping together in the nude.  It
was Jesse who broke the silence.

"Frankie," he said.  "You know that I love you?" he asked, and then added,
"like a son."

"I know," Frankie said, and he leaned over and kissed Jesse on the cheek.
"I love you too."  Finally they both fell asleep.

In the middle of the night Jesse woke.  He realized that he was out of work
for the first time in his life.  The realization struck him in the face and
in his heart.  He began to sob bitter tears and he called Nancy's name.
This woke Frankie up.  Oblivious to the fact that he was naked, he rolled
over and put his arms around Jesse.

"Don't cry, Daddy," he said.  "I'm here.  Everything will be all right."
He hadn't even realized that he had called Jesse, Daddy, but it did not
escape Jesse's attention.  Unfortunately, that made him cry more, but in a
good way.  Jesse turned to Frankie.  Their bodies were touching as they
faced each other.  Suddenly Frankie was aware that he had an erection and
it was pressing against Jesse's.  He squirmed a little trying to back up,
but Jesse held him firmly.

"Please," Jesse begged, "don't move."  He ground further against Frankie's
body and began to dry hump his boy.  Frankie was confused as to what to do,
but it didn't matter.  This felt too good to stop.  When Jesse reached down
and took Frankie's cock into his hand, Frankie began to purr and moan
softly.  He couldn't resist returning the favor, and he took Jesse's cock
into his hand and started stroking.

"This feels so nice," Frankie whispered in Jesse's ears.

"I can make you feel better than this," Jesse said.  He leaned over and
went down on Frankie.

"Oh God," Frankie moaned, "Whatever you do, don't stop."  He came seconds
later gushing into Jesse's mouth.  He was shocked that Jesse swallowed all
of his cum.

Jesse sensed his surprise and asked, "Haven't you ever tasted your own
cum?"

"Sure."

"Voila."

"Thank you.  You're better than any girl I've ever been with, and very few
would go down on me anyway.  You are really good.  Have you ever made love
to a man before?"

Jesse hesitated a long time before answering.  "After Nancy died, I
couldn't see myself with another woman.  I went on a business trip a few
weeks later with a fellow engineer.  We shared a room, and he seduced me.
I'll be honest.  I was very horny and I offered no resistance.  I'm glad I
didn't, because the sex was great.  The guy is married, and we had a great
time without commitment, which is exactly what I wanted."

"You don't have to answer, but I take it you reciprocated his favors, based
on your great performance tonight.""Yes, I did."

"Jesse, I want to give you the same pleasure you just gave me."  Frankie
leaned over, and without hesitation, he began to suck Jesse's balls.
Eventually he stroked Jesse's shaft with a slobbery tongue, and finally he
took Jesse's cock into his mouth.  He was surprised at how nice it tasted.
Until now he had only tasted pussy, and he didn't particularly like the
smell of it.

After Jesse came in Frankie's mouth, and Frankie swallowed every bit of it,
he said, "Jesse you taste a hell of a lot better than my own spunk.  Thanks
for the experience."

"You're welcome, my love.""Jesse, did you ever have sex with your
co-worker again?"

"Yes, Frankie, every chance we got."

"Did you ever go any further?"

"Yes.  He let me fuck him, and when I saw how much he was enjoying it, I
relented and let him fuck me.""And?""And it was wonderful.  The sex
was great, and the incredible feeling you get of being connected with
another human being is indescribable.""Jesse, let's fuck...later."

Chapter Two

During that week, Frankie experienced the feeling of connection that Jesse
had so eloquently described.  They made love as often as Jesse's
forty-eight-year old body permitted.  He tried hard to keep up with
eighteen year old Frankie.  Their love making was passionate and hard.
They were reluctant to break camp, but they knew there would be many
opportunities before Frankie left for State U.

In spite of the pleasure they gave each other, Frankie was inherently
straight.  His relationship with Jesse was a private anomaly.  As soon as
he got home, he continued to date (and screw) girls.  Jesse was not
resentful.  He would prefer that Frankie lead a mainstream life, and he
encouraged him to date women.  As for Jesse, he knew in his heart that he
had switched teams.  He continued to see his former coworker, Jack Kramer,
whenever they could.

Jesse got a new job within six months of being laid off from the job he had
labored at for over twenty years.  The pay was less, but it was enough for
him, and he was busy again.  After Jack divorced his wife, he and Jesse
often double dated with Frankie and his girl friend Jane, whom he later
married.  She disapproved of Jesse's relationship with Jack, but she knew
that Jesse was like a father to Frankie, so she kept her feelings to
herself, and was tolerant of their relationship.  It was fortunate that she
did, because in time she learned to love them both, and she became blind to
their sexual orientation.

Over the years, Jesse became Frankie's shoulder to cry on, his beacon in
the night.  Whenever Frankie had either joyful or bad news, a problem,
tension at work, a fight with his wife, a period of depression, he sought
Jesse's bed to share his joy or to be comforted.  Jesse was always there
for him.

In spite of obtaining a degree in education, with a minor in social
studies, Frankie became a firefighter.  The incident with his kid brother
triggered in him a great desire to help others.  His job was very
stressful, and more often than not he sought solace in Jesse's bed.

When Frankie was twenty-nine and Jesse was fifty-nine, Jesse told him that
Jack was moving in with him and that he couldn't just drop in anymore.  He
told Frankie that Jack was aware of their relationship, and if he wanted to
come over, Jack would make himself scarce in the guest room, but they would
require some warning.

The years passed quickly, and Frankie and Jesse continued their strange but
loving liaison.  Frankie even named his third child Jesse.  Jack knew and
approved of his lover's relationship, but Jane never suspected.  Frankie
and Jesse had loving and fulfilling lives, both together and apart.  In
spite of that, there was an element in Frankie's life that needed closure,
and that was his relationship with his real father.

One day, at Jane's suggestion, Frankie started a search for his father.
Before doing so, however, he asked his mother if she would approve.  She
said she would, as long as she never had to see him again.  She had happily
remarried during Frankie's college years, and she still lived next door to
Jesse and Jack.  Frankie and Jane lived just a few streets away.

Frankie knew that his father had remained in this city.  Although he
abandoned his wife and son, he did have a good job, and he intended to keep
it.  Frankie's mother foolishly had never sought alimony or child support.
She was content just to have him out of her life, and to keep Frankie far
away from John's vitriolic accusations.

Frankie located John quickly enough through Google and the local telephone
directory.  His father had remarried about the time he left for college,
and Frankie was shocked to learn that he had two half brothers.  He thought
long and hard about whether or not it would be a good thing or a bad thing
to have them in his life.  Finally he dismissed the whole thing as
irrelevant.  It was his father he wanted to reconnect with, or not.

He screwed up his courage, and one evening after Jane went to play Bridge
with her girlfriends, he went into his den and shut the door.  He then
dialed his father's number.  A teen aged boy's voice answered the phone.
Frankie asked if his dad was home.

"Yes, who shall I say is calling?""Please tell him it's Frankie."

"Hold on, please."

Frankie waited for what seemed an eternity, but was probably less than a
minute.  Then a hesitant voice said, "Hello."

"Hello Dad.  This is Frankie."

There was unbearable silence on the other end of the phone.  Frankie
thought he heard sobbing.

"I'm sorry," a gasping voice said.  The voice could hardly speak.  "I never
meant to hurt you.  I was just unable to think straight in the days after
Jimmy died.  I'm so sorry."

Before he called, Frankie imagined himself reaming his father out, and
hanging up on him before the bastard could scream back.  He felt he had to
tell him off to end that chapter of his life.  He was unprepared for this
sobbing, contrite voice.

"It's OK Dad.  Mom and I forgave you a long time ago," he lied.

"Your mom?  How is she?""She's good.  She remarried also.  He's a nice
guy, and my kids adore him.  They call him Grandpa."  Frankie wasn't sure
that was the right thing to say especially when John began to cry again.

"Do you think I could ever meet your kids, Frankie?"

"Sure Dad.  And I want to meet my brothers.  Can we get together soon?"

John did not hesitate.  "Would Sunday be too soon?  Would you come over
here with your family?  That will give me time to prepare everybody.  My
boys have no idea that I was married before, and that I have another son."

"That's good, Dad.  It will also give me time to prepare my kids for an
entirely new family."

"Please come about noon for lunch.  We'll be home from church by then.  Is
that OK?"

"Perfect!  We'll see you then."Frankie hung up and he was shaking.  He
called Jesse and told him that he absolutely had to see him.  As soon as he
hung up, Jesse told Jack that Frankie needed to come over.  Jack quickly
retired to the den.  He was aware of Jesse's very unusual sexual
arrangement with Frankie, and he had no intention of interfering after all
these years.  It was more like a father giving comfort to his son rather
than a carnal act, and so he was never jealous.

As always, when something good or bad happened, Jesse and Frankie got
undressed and went straight to bed.  In bed Frankie told Jesse about his
phone call, and they celebrated by Jesse giving Frankie a long and sensuous
blow job, and by Frankie reciprocating.  Frankie's adrenalin level was
soaring above the charts, and he needed more, so Jesse encouraged Frankie
to fuck him.  When Frankie came inside Jesse, the physical connection they
both felt for each other, was surpassed by the spiritual connection between
them, which grew stronger every year.  When they were finally satisfied,
they got dressed and pulled Jack out of the den.  Jack made three cocktails
and they drank to Frankie's reunion.

He got home a few minutes before Jane, so he didn't even have to mention
his visit to Jesse and Jack.  She was thrilled when he told her about the
upcoming reunion on Sunday.  Frankie couldn't wait to tell his daughter and
two sons that they had another grandfather, grandmother, and two new
uncles.  His life had just improved a thousand fold, but there would always
be stress and joy, sorrow and depression, and there would always be Jesse
to help him through it.

Chapter Three

Frankie's eldest children, twins James and Erica were thirteen years old
when they met their grandfather, step grand-mother, and their new uncles
for the first time.  James was named after Frankie's brother Jimmy, of
course.  Frankie could never bear to call his son Jimmy, so from birth to
death, he was only called James.  Frankie's youngest child was named Jesse,
and he was eleven.  Both of his boys were named after the two dearest men
in his life.  Erica was named after John's mother.  Frankie had always
adored her.  She died just weeks before Jimmy.

In the small world department, John's two sons were fraternal twins also.
They were fourteen years old at the time of the reunion.  As if it was not
enough coincidence that father and son had sired twins, one of John's sons
was named James Aaron, after Jimmy.  He was always called Aaron.  His
brother's name was Eric, also after John's mother.

Frankie was too nervous to drive the car.  He was shaking like a leaf and
certainly not thinking straight.  Jane would not let him drive.  Following
the instructions John had given, she began to navigate toward his house.
She had lived in this section of town when she was a little girl, and she
was slightly familiar with it.

When Jane pulled into the driveway, Frank saw a basketball pole, and he
wondered if his brothers would grow at least as tall as their father, or as
tall as he was, two inches taller than John.  Jane and the kids were out of
the car at once, but Frankie couldn't move.  The kids were anxious to meet
their grandfather (another source of Christmas and birthday gifts), and
they were curious to meet two uncles who were just about the same age as
they were.  That in itself was a curiosity to them.  Everyone they knew had
uncles and aunts about the same age as their parents.

Frankie finally pulled himself together, and he and his family knocked on
the front door.  The door was opened immediately by Uncle Eric.  Eric was
beaming.

"Come in, come in," he kept repeating.  "We've been waiting for you."

Frankie spotted his father and fell into his arms sobbing.  That brought
John to tears also.  The rest of the family just stood by watching, giving
father and son their moment.  Finally they separated and introductions were
made all around.  Then John's wife Meg said she was going into the kitchen
to get everything ready for lunch.  Jane immediately followed her to help.
Meg was only four years older than Jane, and both of them had a feeling
that they would be good friends.  In fact, true to their female persuasion,
before the afternoon ended, they made plans to meet at the mall the
following Saturday.

Young Jesse took his father's hand and asked, "Do I have to call Aaron and
Eric Uncle?"

"You better not," Uncle Aaron answered him.  The twins then asked their
nephews if they would like to check out their room with all its toys,
electronics, and other gadgets.  They completely ignored Erica, who didn't
mind at all.  She just went into the kitchen to help out the ladies.
Frankie found himself alone in the living room with his father.  They sat
down on the sofa, looked at each other, and John began to weep.  He kept
repeating over and over, "I'm so sorry son, so sorry."  Frankie put his
arms around him and assured him that it was all in the past.

"Let's look forward to a wonderful future," he reassured his father.

James and Jesse made themselves at home immediately in their uncles' room.
Uncle Aaron asked his nephew James, "Do you have a middle name?"

"No."

"Mine's Aaron, but for some reason my Dad prefers to use my middle name
rather than my first name James.  Now I'm glad, because when we're
together, I'll call you James and you can call me Aaron, so there won't be
any confusion."

"Deal!" James answered.

Aaron broke out some video games and they started to play together.  Maybe
it was because they shared the same given name and the same family name,
but the two James's seemed drawn to each other.  They immediately began to
play together, leaving Eric and Jesse together.  Aaron and James sat on
Aaron's bed.  As they played, their thighs touched, and instead of pulling
away, they pushed closer together.  Aaron got an erection, which totally
confused him.  Nothing like this had ever happened to him before.  Worse
yet, he knew his mother would call them to lunch any minute and he didn't
know if he could hide it from his nephew.

By the time Meg called the boys to lunch, his boner had subsided.  Aaron
had suspected something about himself for a long time, but he wasn't ready
to admit, even to himself, that he might be gay.  When he realized that his
own nephew had aroused him, he actually thought he might be sick.  But he
reminded himself that James was practically a stranger, and that made
things all right.

When the kids heard that their mothers were meeting at the mall on the
following Saturday, Aaron and James simultaneously asked if they could go
along.  They saw it as an opportunity to be together.  The two boys
promised to stay out of their mothers' way.  Erica, Eric, and Jesse said
that they had better things to do.  When James and Aaron kept begging, the
two mothers finally consented to their joining them.

The two boys became inseparable friends.  They went to different schools,
but they spent the weekends together.  One weekend Aaron would stay with
James, and the alternate weekend, James visited Aaron.  They slept together
in each other's beds. James shared a bedroom with his brother Jesse, but
Aaron had his own room.

It wasn't until James was fifteen and Aaron was sixteen that anything
happened between them.  When they slept in the same room with Jesse, they
always wore shorts, but when they slept in Aaron's room, alone together,
they slept nude.  Aaron was always aroused when he slept naked with James.
In order to hide his arousal he would turn his back to James, and they
would fall asleep with Aaron's back to James's front.  One fateful night,
James hunkered up to Aaron in his sleep.  His cock grew hard and it rested
against Aaron's buttocks.  He started to dry hump his uncle in his sleep.
Aaron was now wide awake.  He whispered James's name and got no answer.

He reckoned that his nephew was humping him in his sleep.  He was not about
to stop him.  He had finally admitted to himself that he was gay, and this
was one of his masturbation fantasies come true.  James was getting closer
and closer to a climax, and this woke him up.  He was ashamed and scared
when he realized what was going on, but he also realized that Aaron was
pushing back against him and encouraging him to continue.  Besides, this
felt too good to stop, so he kept humping.

James put his arm around Aaron to anchor himself more firmly.  He was
amazed when Aaron took his hand and moved it down to his fully erect man
sized cock.  James began to stroke Aaron's cock, and he humped harder and
harder.

Aaron had grown to a good eight inches of firm, weighty circumcised cock.
Eric, James and Jesse were uncut.  Aaron explained to James, when he first
saw him naked, that he had excess foreskin as a baby.  Eric had skimpy
foreskin.  No matter how clean his parents kept him, he eventually
developed an infection, and he had to be circumcised.  James had never seen
a cut cock at the time he first saw Aaron's, so he was fascinated.  Of
course, once he started high school, he saw plenty of cocks, cut and uncut,
in the locker room.

James stopped humping just long enough to hand Aaron a wad of tissues.  He
kept a box on his night table.  He also grabbed a handful of tissues for
himself.  In short order both boys began to cum, and they were able to
catch their spunk in the tissues and avoid a mess.

When they were done and came back down to earth, James said, "My God,
Aaron, I am so sorry.  I don't know what came over me.""I'm not sorry,"
Aaron said.  "I've been praying that this would happen for a long time."

James giggled.  "Me too."

"I think I'm gay," Aaron confessed."

"Me too."

"Wow."

Finally Aaron allowed himself to face his nephew, not caring if he had a
hard on or not.  He ground their cocks together and began to kiss James.
James was a little taken aback, but soon he was responding to Aaron with a
very passionate kiss.

"I love you, nephew," Aaron said facetiously.  "I want to be with you
forever."

"Those words are what I wanted to hear and never thought I would."

They cuddled close, fondled each other and began to fall asleep.  As he was
drifting off, James heard Aaron whisper, "I want to suck your cock and fuck
your ass."

James whispered back, "Me too."

Jesse and Jack were constant visitors to Frankie and Jane's house.  They
lived close by each other.  About six months after Aaron and James began to
make love, Jesse took Frankie aside to have a little talk.

"My gaydar tells me that the two Jameses are gay, and they are making it
together.""I had a feeling," Frankie answered.  "My brother is a year
ahead of my son in school, but they are making plans to go to State U, and
when my son gets there a year later, they intend on being room mates.  It
doesn't take a lot of imagination to see how in love they are, and it's not
a nephew-uncle kind of love."

"I'd like to talk to them.  Maybe I can help them come out.  With your
permission of course."

"Of course.  You have it."

"When will Aaron be here next?"  "Friday night.""I'll come over with
Jack on Saturday morning and take them out somewhere."

Good luck, Jesse."

Chapter Four

Jack and Jesse took the boys out, but not to the mall or ice skating or
anything like that.  They took them home for a "talk."

"We want to talk to you," Jesse said.

"Sure, Uncle Jesse," James replied.  His voice suddenly had a slight
tremolo.

The four of them sat down in the living room and Jack said, "I'll be right
back.  Don't start without me."  While he was gone the boys and Jesse made
small talk about what was going on with the boys at school.  When Jack
returned he carried a tray with a pitcher of lemonade and four glasses.  He
poured everyone a drink, sat down, and nodded to Jesse as if to say, "We
can start now."

"What's wrong Uncle Jesse?" James asked.

"Nothing.  Now be quiet and listen to me.  It is more than obvious to me
that you two boys are not only gay, but you are lovers."  The boys squirmed
in their seats.  "Are we that obvious?" Aaron asked.

"Afraid so," Jack said, bobbing his head up and down.

"If you are trying to tell us that we're too young, and we might be going
through a phase, and we should wait, you are speaking to deaf ears.  We
know who we are, and that we want to spend our lives together.  Nobody can
convince us otherwise," Aaron smiled at James and took his hand.

"I told you to shut up and listen," Jesse said in a kindly tone of voice.
"We aren't trying to talk you out of anything.  We want to help you and
give you advice about coming out.  We're here to answer questions if you
would like?"

The boys smiled at each other and held their hands tighter.

"We know you haven't told your parents yet," Jack interjected, "and it's
time you did.  Once you come out to them the rest is easy.  The worst thing
you can do is live up to their expectations of getting married, and having
children, and then continue to see each other on the side.  Everyone will
be unhappy; you, your wives, and eventually your children.  Just be honest
with yourselves and be who you are."

"I know you both have kids," Aaron said.  "How did they take it when you
guys hooked up?

"Shocked, surprised, incredulous," Jack said, "but in the end they saw how
happy we were and they gave us their blessing."

"How about your co-workers?" James asked.

"We stayed in the closet at work.  We were both near retirement and saw no
need to make a big announcement."

"I'm disappointed," the ever horny Jesse said.  "I thought you were going
to ask us about sexual techniques for maximum pleasure."

"Shut up!" Jack said turning red.

"The boys looked very uncomfortable and Aaron said, "We have seen every
male porno tape we could lay our hands on, and I think we have pretty good
technique."

"OK then," Jesse said.  "Let's get back to telling your parents and your
siblings.  When will both families be together again?"

"We're all having dinner Sunday evening at my house," James said.

"That's great.  Jack and I are invited over also.  I think that the perfect
time to tell them will be during dessert.  For your information, James,
your father already suspects, but in case Aaron's folks and your mother
don't take it well, then at least we won't have spoiled their dinner.  Now
are you sure you guys don't want to ask us about sex?"

Jack threw a sofa pillow at Jesse, and the boys began to laugh.  They were
relaxed enough now that James asked jokingly (or was it in earnest?), "Can
we watch you two going at it?"

Jesse laughed and Jack jumped up.  "Come on," he said.  "I'm taking you
boys home."

"I'm really disappointed that you won't let us watch," Aaron pretended to
be hurt.  "Please uncles, I'm so horny now, can we use one of your
bedrooms?"

Now it was Jack's turn to laugh.  "Sure," he said.  "While you are at it
we'll be going at it in our bedroom.  We'll see you down here in the living
room in a couple of hours.""I hate to ask," James said, "but can we
borrow some lube?"

Now both Jack and Jesse laughed.  "Oh just one thing," Jesse said, "the
walls are paper thin.  We'll hear everything you do, and you will hear us
too."

"Not a problem," the boys answered in unison, and now everybody laughed.

Both couples could clearly hear what was going on in the adjacent bedrooms.
In fact they had left the bedroom doors slightly ajar.  They wanted to hear
another gay couple making love.  It was a new experience for both of them.

Aaron and James had other things in mind.  They started to make love.
Aaron was sensuously sucking James's cock, and James was moaning like a
banshee.  He knew the older couple would hear him.  After awhile Aaron
stopped sucking and the boys listened.  Jack and Jesse were very loud
lovers, and it wasn't long before the boys were satisfied that Jesse and
Jack were lost in the passion of some great love making.  They got out of
bed as quietly as they could, and as naked as the day they were born.  They
crept silently to Jesse and Jack's bedroom and peeked in.  The older men
were playing a lusty game of sixty-nine.  Aaron opened the door slightly
more, and both boys continued to spy on Jesse and Jack, who had no clue.

Jesse was on his back, and Jack was lying on top of him.  In the good old
days they would not cum this way.  They would work themselves up really
good, and then they would fuck each other.  They had long since given up on
fucking because neither one got hard enough any more to penetrate.  So now
they allowed themselves to cum orally and occasionally manually.  When they
were both finished shooting their loads, Jack dismounted and turned around.
He saw the two teenagers standing in the doorway, grinning like two
Cheshire cats.  Jack tried to grab something to cover his now flaccid five
inches of beautiful uncut cock, but he realized the absurdity of it and he
started to laugh.

When he laughed the boys started to applaud.  Jesse sat up to see what was
happening.  The boys noted that he was a little smaller than Jack and he
was uncut also.

"So, you devils, you watched us after all.  Did you learn anything?" Jesse
asked.

"Nothing new," Aaron answered.  "Maybe we can teach you a thing or two."

The two boys jumped into bed with their mentors.  There was lots of
kissing, fondling and caressing, but they didn't really do anything to get
themselves off, nor did they think of doing such a thing.  They merely
wanted to show their affection for one another.  Finally Jesse said that
they should get dressed so he could get the boys home.

"You dress," James said.  "We haven't finished yet, and they ran back to
the other bedroom.  When they were too much into themselves to notice, Jack
and Jesse stood in their doorway and watched them fuck each other into next
week.  The older couple was more than envious.  At least Jesse still got
fucked, when Frankie came over.  When the boys were finished and realized
that they had been observed, Aaron asked, "How'd we do?"  He did not expect
an answer.

They all showered and got dressed before they went back to Jane and
Frankie's house for a delicious dinner.  At some point in the evening Jesse
managed to whisper to Frankie that the boys were coming out after dinner on
Sunday.  Frankie turned ashen, and Jessie had to steady him by putting his
hand on Frankie's shoulder.  "I'm afraid at what my father's reaction will
be," he confided to Jesse.

Chapter Five

The newly melded family, including Jack and Jesse, enjoyed Jane's dinner to
the max.  Everyone laughed and joked and found comfort in love.  Frankie
regretted that his mother and step father could not be here, but it was her
choice not to come.  Jane and Frankie had invited them more than once.
Even Jack and Jesse, who still lived next door to them, had urged them to
come, but to no avail.

Nevertheless, Frankie was grateful for what he had.  He would have enjoyed
himself more if he hadn't had a head's up from Jesse.  He was afraid of his
father's reaction when he found out that one of the twins was gay.  Eric
and Aaron were fraternal twins.  They developed from different sperm and
eggs, so there was no reason why they couldn't play on different teams.
Although Frankie was aware that even identical twins sometimes had
different sexual orientations.

But his greatest fear was what Jane would do when she found out that one of
her sons was gay.  He hoped that knowing what a warm and loving
relationship Jack and Jesse shared, she would be more accepting.  He
remembered with some foreboding that it took her a while to warm up to
Jesse at the beginning.

Jane and Meg served the dessert, apple pie a la mode, and Frankie began to
tremble.  When Aaron saw that everyone was almost finished, and that Meg
and Jane were getting ready to clear the table, he stood up.  As the older
of the two James's, he took the initiative.

"Everyone," he said.  "Can I have your attention?  James and I have an
announcement to make."  James was sitting next to Aaron.  He stood up and
smiled supportively at Aaron.  Aaron hesitated and James smiled at him
reassuringly.

"Would you rather I tell them?" James asked.  Aaron shook his head and
began.  By now everyone was holding their breaths not knowing what to
expect.

"I'll try to make it quick and painless," Aaron began and he just spewed it
out.  "James and I are gay, and we are in love.  We know for a fact that we
will spend our lives together.  Please don't tell us that we are going
through a phase, and we'll outgrow it.  It isn't going to happen.  I, we,
pray that you can accept us for who we are, and continue to love us.
Please give us your blessing because we aren't ever going to change our
minds."

In the silence that followed Aaron turned to James and the two boys kissed.

Jane was the first to speak, and Frankie almost passed out.  "I wondered
when you would tell us," she said.  "I've suspected since the first time
you slept over Aaron.  I was just afraid what your father would think,
James."  She looked at Frankie.  "You still love them don't you honey," she
sort of begged.

"Of course I do," Frankie said smiling.  He got up and walked to the two
boys.  He put one arm around each of their shoulders, and kissed them both
on the cheek.  Now everyone turned to John, waiting for a reaction, any
kind of reaction.  Finally he spoke.

"I suspected the truth also, but I didn't have any real evidence, and I
decided to see how things played out."  He looked at the boys.  "I must
confess that I was hoping it was a phase.  All boys experiment."

"I haven't," Eric said.

"Me either," young Jesse added.

"Shit," John said.  "I don't have much choice, do I?  I walked out on one
son, and I learned a tough lesson the hard way.  I am not about to lose
another son, and a grandson to boot."  He stood up and joined in a group
hug with his sons and grandson.  Frankie was shocked when John said, "I'm
happy for both of you boys.  I love you both."

For no reason at all, Frankie broke away and started to sob.  That got John
sobbing, and their wives went over to comfort them.

Jesse could not help concluding happily, that he could expect a visit from
Frankie in the next couple of days.