Date: Fri, 10 Mar 2006 10:17:18 +1100 (EST)
From: Michael Aldous <mdus69@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Two Sets of Twins. Chapter 4

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Two Sets of Twins Part 4. By: Michael Dus.  mdus69@yahoo.com.au

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Time, as it always does, goes by. My twin boys had paired off with their
respective boyfriends, although I suspected that they changed partner's
occasionally. My twin girls had married, and moved out. So it came as no
surprise when Katie rang up, and said Michael and Katie, were coming for a
weekend visit, the following weekend. I warned the twins that Peter &
Dillon wouldn't be able to come over for their usual weekend romp as we
would have company.


Saturday morning arrived and surprisingly early, at about 10o'clock, so did
Michael and Katie. After the usual greetings with hugs and kisses all
around, I suggested a BBQ lunch.


Brian and I got the BBQ things ready, Nathanial, Nathan, Josh and James got
all the salads prepared.

Katie was hovering around trying to help, but could see that we had
everything organized, so she and Michael sat on the Patio lounges, with a
soft drink.


The phone rang, which I answered to find that it was Kathleen, saying that
she and Mark had some news for us, and could they come over. I said of
course they could, and that we were just getting the BBQ ready. They said
that they would be here in about half an hour. I told the rest of the gang,
who the call was from, and to prepare just a little more food.


As soon as the greetings with Kath and Mark, and the rest had subsided, we
got stuck into the food. I offered drinks all round and was a bit surprised
that both Kath and Kate only chose soft drinks, whereas Michael and Mark,
as well as the rest of the boys all chose a beer.


When we had all finished eating, Kath and Mark stood up.

"We have an announcement to make", Mark said.

"Dad, you're going to be a grandfather, and you boys are going to be
uncles".  Kath beamed at us.

Then Michael and Kate stood up, "You've just stolen our thunder" Kate
said. "We were saving our news until later, I'm pregnant as well".

"We're having twins" said Michael.

"Are you having twins as well?" I asked Kath and Mark.

"Not as far as we know" answered Mark. "The doctor has only detected one
heartbeat and the ultra sound only showed one baby".

"When is the big day going to be?" I asked them.

"About the second week in July", answered Kate, "Around the twelfth, the
doctor worked it out to".

"That's almost a month after me" said Kath, "Ours should be born on or near
the Twenty Second of June".

This does call for a celebration, I thought. So I asked Brian if he would
go to the local bottle shop and get us some Champagne. "I don't mean cheap
bubbly, I mean Champagne" I told him.

He was soon back with six bottles. "Do you know how much this stuff costs?"
he whispered to me.

I laughed, and said, quietly, "Yes, an arm and a leg".

I poured us all out a generous glass of Champagne, and gave a toast to the
new Parents to be, and their resulting offspring. "Good health to all of
you" I toasted.

Although the girls only had the one glass of alcohol, that didn't stop the
guys having a few more. Mark though only had one more glass, and then
settled for soft drinks. I realised that he would be driving home
later. Very sensible of him, not to drink and drive.

The entire group broke up and started chatting with the parents to be. I
heard the door bell chime, so I left the group chatting, as I went to
answer the door.

Peter and Dillon stood there, looking much disheveled, and both looking as
if they had been in a fight.

"Come on in boys, what's happened to you?" I asked.

They came inside, both of them crying, so I suggested that we go to my
office for some privacy.

"OK Lads, what's wrong" I asked them.

Dillon started to answer first. "It all started when my mum found a roll of
tape, which I was using for my restoration. I just couldn't tell her the
real reason then. Then my dad checked out my computer, and found the
restoration sites which I had been looking at, and then he went berserk.
He showed me the sites and said, what's this about? I had no way to answer,
only to tell him I was restoring my foreskin. He shouted that they had it
cut off for my health, when I was a baby. I should have left it cut as he
intended it to be.

He then slapped my face. And I yelled at him that he had no right to alter
my body without my permission. He then called me a fag, and said that it
was most likely that queer boy Peter, who had influenced me. He stormed out
of my room, and rang Peter's Dad". Dillon then burst out crying again.

Peter took up the story. "When Dillon's dad rang my dad, I didn't know who
was on the phone, until my dad burst into my room. What the hell are you
doing with you're cock, boy. He yelled at me. I didn't know what he was
talking about, just then. He said that Dillon's dad had just told him that
Dillon was trying to get his foreskin back and that I had made him do it. I
told him that neither of us liked being circumcised, and that we were both
restoring our foreskins. He more or less said the same to me as Dillon's
dad said to him. Then Dillon's parents came over with Dillon, and both
families started yelling at us and calling us queers and Poofs. And told
us, that we didn't belong with them.  We were going to hell and that is
where we both belonged, and to get out of their sight.  Dillon's dad pushed
Dillon so hard he stumbled into me and I fell against the table, and hurt
my face and my arm. Now get out and don't come back, they said.  We didn't
know what to do, except perhaps come here and ask if you could help us".

I put my arms around both Peter and Dillon, and hugged them both, until
they calmed down a bit.

"You can stay here for now, and let's see what we can do about your parents
and so on, after the weekend, I told them. "Why don't you both go have a
shower and get cleaned up a bit?  I'll get my boys to try and find you some
clean clothes to wear." They shuffled off to the bathroom as I went
downstairs, to see Natt and Nate. I told them quietly that Peter and Dillon
were here and were having a shower, and could they find them some clean
clothes to wear. I said that I would explain more later.  Shortly they were
back and informed me that the other two boys were in their room, getting
dressed. I went back inside and up to the twin's room. Peter and Dillon had
put on some boxer shorts that my boys had found for them.

"Before you get dressed any more, I would like to take a few pictures of
your injuries", I told them.

I got my digital camera out and took some photo's of Dillon's face, where a
slight outline of a hand mark was still evident. It took me three shots to
get the handprint to show on the photo. Then I took some of Peter's face
and his arm where it was quite obviously bruised when he fell into the
table. I couldn't see any other injuries, but I did ask them if there were
any others. They said that these were all, but why take pictures of them as
they would soon disappear.

"That's the reason, boys.  Those injuries will soon disappear, but with
photographic evidence we can prove that you have been abused, should it
come to that" I told them. "Now finish getting dressed, and come down and
enjoy our party. Put your troubles out of your mind for a while OK?"

Soon afterwards they joined the rest of us on the patio. I gave them each a
glass of Champagne and told them the reason for the celebration. I was
impressed, when they both toasted the new parents to be, then Dillon added,
"If you have boys, don't get them cut, leave them natural as god intended
them to be". Then he realised what he had said in front of the girls, and
blushed a deep red.

Mark and Kath, left early to drive home, Nathan and Joshua, said that they
would rearrange the beds in their room and that Peter and Dillon could
sleep in that room with them, leaving Michael and Kate, in the girl's old
room.

Sunday morning dawned hot but a little overcast. I printed out the photo's
I had taken of Peter and Dillon's injuries, and made two spare copies of
them. After breakfast, which was in relays, as there were so many people
there, I got Peter and Dillon to give me their home phone numbers. I rang
Peter's father first. He wasn't very enthusiastic about me going to see
him, but I suggested that it would be better if he had Dillon's father
there as well. I told them that if they didn't want to talk to me, then
perhaps they would prefer to talk to the police regarding child abuse, as I
had photographic evidence to prove it. One hour later, I was seated in
Peter's father's lounge with Dillon's father glowering at me.

"How come you have got yourself involved in our family problem?" Dillon's
father asked.

"When you kick two young teenagers out of your house, where are they to go?
To one of their friends, places. My two boys are friends of your boys, and
so they came to me." I informed them.

"Well, we don't want queers in our house", said Peter's father. To which
Dillon's father nodded in agreement.

"Let me ask you a question", I said. "How many people does each of you
know?"

"Lots" was the quick answer.

"No, how many, twenty, a hundred, how many? I asked.

After a bit of time they said that with the people at work and with their
own friends they knew about sixty people each fairly well and about another
hundred or so casually.

"So we'll just work on those two hundred people, as round
figures. Statistically one in every ten are gay, this is a proven
fact. That means twenty of the people that you both know are
homosexuals. They may be your doctor, your lawyer, the guy in the corner
shop, or maybe even your own boss. You have accused your boys of being
`queer' without any evidence.

I am assuming, from what they told me, that you object to them undoing a
circumcision, which you had done to them when they were babies, and that
you are both circumcised. Because you are, is no reason to inflict your
sons with the same. I know there has been a lot of talk about it being
beneficial, but nothing has been proven one way or another. From my own
experience, I feel far better off being complete. I know that both my boys
are, even though one of them was circumcised against my wishes, but at the
request of their mother, so that she could tell them apart.

Fortunately, Nathan found a way of restoring his foreskin, which was from
information that he found on the internet. Now your boys, have found that
same information, and are doing the same thing. You should be proud of them
for being honest with themselves, not abusive towards them. More and more
boys are being left intact now, as parents realise that it isn't their body
they are altering, but their lovely baby boy.

He came into their world complete and they are taking something away from
him. That is not very loving.

Even if your son's are gay, they are still your sons. They have the right
to be themselves. You might want one to be a doctor, but if he hasn't the
interest in that, let him be what he wants to be and be proud of his
achievements. One of my twins went to University, but the other wanted to
go to Technical school after high school. They are both gainfully employed
and are very happy at doing what they want to do with their lives. You
should be the same.

"What about the evidence you say you have about abuse?" Dillon's father
asked.

I showed them the photo's I had printed off.

"The police would certainly consider that abuse" I told them They took the
photos and had a closer look at them.

"Can we discuss this, between ourselves?" asked Peter's father. "We'll get
back to you as soon as we have sorted things out in our minds".

I gave them my mobile phone number, then, left them to it.

When I got back home, I told Dillon and Peter everything which I had said
to their fathers.

"Oh Wow, I wish you were my dad," said Peter. "My dad never takes any
interest in what I want to do.

Just because I am not interested in playing football or any other sports he
sneers at me, and calls me a wimp".

"Well, we'll just have to wait for their phone call, and then decide what
to do. OK Guys?" I said.

"Thanks Uncle Ben, for everything you have done for us", Peter said, giving
me a hug.

It wasn't until late on Sunday afternoon, before I got a phone call from
Peter's father.

"Can we come over and discuss our problem with you a bit more?" He asked.

"Sure", I answered, "My daughter and her husband will be leaving in about
half an hour, so anytime after that will be fine".

Michael and Katie left us reluctantly, but had a fairly long drive home and
Michael had work the following morning. They promised to keep us well
informed about Katie's pregnancy, more hugs and kisses all round, and then
they left.

I told Peter and Dillon, that their fathers were coming over, and they
suddenly looked frightened.

"Don't be afraid of them, boys, I shall be with you, as will the rest of
the boys." I told them.

Even though Nathan, Nathanial, Josh, and James are now in their twenties, I
still call them my boys.

Hardly had Michael and Katie left when I heard a car pull into the
driveway. I looked out and saw that it was Peter and Dillon's fathers.

"Come right in, and sit down", I told them directing them into the
lounge. "The boys will be here directly".

Brian made us all a cup of coffee each, and told Peter and Dillon to go
through to the lounge.

"We thought that we should discuss this with you first", said Peter's
father.

"Surely the boys have a right to know what you are thinking and what you
have decided. They are very much involved in this, you know". I answered
him.

"Yes, I suppose you are right" said Dillon's father.

"Right, who wants to start the ball rolling, then?" I asked them.

"Well, you were right about most things that you said to us yesterday."
Peter's father started. "We are both circumcised, and thought that our boys
should be as well. I mean, that's what the doctors told us when they were
babies, so that's what we had done to them. It came as a shock to us to
find that they hadn't liked that, and wanted their foreskins back. We felt
that they were being disobedient, and stupid.

However, after you left yesterday, we went onto Peter's computer and really
looked at the restoration sites especially the N.O.R.M. site, and found out
just what has been taken away with a circumcision, we were astounded. No
one had ever told us that, when they were babies. We can now understand a
lot more as to why they wanted their foreskins back".

"We are really sorry for the way we reacted. We were the ones who were
being stupid. We didn't give the boys' time to explain anything. Plus I
landed a sound slap to Dillon, which I have never done before. I felt so
angry at the time. Now, I have to agree, I was being very hasty in my
actions and in what I said to him". Dillon's father said.

"Peter and Dillon, it's your turn to say what's on your minds" I told the
two boys.

"Dad, Thanks for understanding now, why I wanted to restore my
foreskin. But you also called me a queer and a Poofta, well What if I am?"
Peter asked.

"And your answer to that is very important to us" Dillon joined in.

"We looked up homosexuality on your computer as well, Peter" said his
dad. "Again, Ben was right.

Guys are born the way they are. Some are straight, some are gay, and others
hover somewhere in between and are bi-sexual. I mean, when we were kids, we
messed around with some other guys, but then settled down and got married."

"Ok, Ok Dad" Said Peter. "Now for another shock for you".

He put his arm around Dillon, and then kissed him.

I saw the boy's dads stiffen; they looked at each other, then shrugged
their shoulders, and nodded to each other.

"You see, you were right. Dillon and I have been a couple for over 5
years. Almost since we started at high school. We didn't do anything, for a
few years, but we knew who we were. We love each other, just as Nathan and
Josh do" Peter said.

"You mean that your twin sons are gay?" Dillon's dad asked.

"Yes, my girls are straight but Nathan and Nathanial are both gay, and they
both have lovers, Joshua and James. Since we seem to be in a shocking mood,
I'm gay too. My lover is much younger than I, but he chose me, He is Josh,
and James's older brother, Brian, who brought your coffees in". I answered
them.

"Wow, I would never have thought it" said Dillon's Dad.

"Where does that leave us now?" Dillon asked him. "What about our mum's?"

"After Ben left yesterday, and after we had been on Peter's computer, we
all got together with both our wives, and thrashed the matter out". Said
Dillon's dad. "Your mum's were both mad with us, and told us that they
loved you, no matter what we thought".

"Even if you are gay" Peter's dad chipped in. "They both suggested that
perhaps if you are a gay couple, that we should get a double bed for your
rooms, so that you could sometimes sleep over together."

"Now that is very forward thinking", I told them. "Are you comfortable with
that?" I asked.

"They are still our son's and we still love them no matter whom or what
they are or become" said Peter's dad. "You told us that, and again, you
were right" he said.

Peter and Dillon then went to their respected Dad's and hugged them, then
they changed places and hugged their boyfriends dad, which gave both the
dad's a bit of a surprise.

The two fathers's said that they really must be going, and thanked us for
looking after Peter and Dillon when they most needed it.

"Do you want us to come with you?" Peter asked "That's up to you" Dillon's
dad answered "Let's go, and see just what our mum's say" Dillon said to
Peter.

 "Can we come back later?" Peter asked.

"You know that you are always welcome here", I told them.

With that, they all left "Wow, I think that I need something a bit stronger
than coffee now", I laughingly told Brian Hardly had I finished speaking,
than a glass of scotch was put in my hand, which I soon drank.

"Now you need to relax" said Brian as he led me by the hand to our
bedroom. No sooner had we got into the bedroom than Brian started to remove
my clothes. When I was naked, he slipped off his shorts, as that was all he
was wearing, and pulled me onto the bed, kissing me on the lips then slowly
descending further. My chin and neck were well kissed, and then he went
down to my nipples. First the right one then the left. He stuck his hot
tongue into my navel, which tickled and caused me to giggle. He bypassed my
penis but licked and kissed his way down each thigh, and as he came back
from one thigh to the other, he brushed his tongue around my scrotum. Ben
junior started to rise to the occasion, and then Brian came to it and
licked up one side of my penis, then up the other side, finally taking it
completely into his mouth. It felt so hot and velvety in there; I thought
that I was going to blow straight away. Brian stopped his ministrations for
fully a minute, and then he slipped my foreskin back with his lips, and
started to rub his tongue around the corona of my glans. He has this
uncanny knack of twanging his tongue against my frenulem, which feels
absolutely fantastic. In no time I was telling him, I was almost at the
point of no return. He didn't stop but increased the sucking.

"Oh-Oh Brian, I'm going to cum, I'm Cummmming" I yelled.  Shot after shot
of hot thick cream came out of my cock straight into Brian's sucking
mouth. He was swallowing quickly, but so intense was the force of my
ejaculation, that some of my cum oozed from the corners of his mouth. When
I had finished my orgasm, I felt completely drained. Brian let my limpid
cock slide from his mouth as he licked his lips for the little that had
oozed out, and used his finger to collect what his mouth and lips had
missed.

"Now relax for a while. I'll get dinner organized" He said I must have
fallen asleep, when he shook me awake, and told me that dinner was ready,
and that we had a full house.

I slipped on a pair of shorts, and went down to the lounge. Peter and
Dillon were there with their mother's.

"Thank you for all your help with Peter and Dillon", said Peter's mother.

"I think that we all over reacted, certainly our husbands did" said
Dillon's mother. "We just wanted to thank you personally for looking after
our boys the way you did".

"Think nothing of it" I answered them. "I think of your boys as an
extension of my family, they are here so often."

"We didn't know where they had gone, after our husbands kicked them out. We
were so worried" Peter's Mum said. "We all got together last night and
sorted our husbands out, and they got a lot of information from the
internet, which we all read, and have worked everything out. I think the
boys are happy as well".

She said.

I looked at Peter and Dillon, with their arms around each other, and
thought what a happy ending what could have been such a serious situation.


Than you to all who have e-mailed me for your suggestions and
encouragement. I put in quite a list of names of guys who e-mailed me in
the last chapter. Some of you e-mail me more than once. Your e-mails are
our pay for writing, so, Thank you again.

Sorry that this chapter took so long to post. I have big thick fingers, and
I hit the delete key at the same time as I hit the enter key and lost 3/4
of the story. I had to re-write it again.

A new story will be cuming soon.

Michael Dus.