I moved into the house. The previous occupants, I was told, moved to the east coast. I found this letter crumpled in the trash.
Dear Tom,
I know we've had our differences. Ever since you left to study in Europe, I've been trying to figure out what is is about me that caused the conflicts we had as kids living at Uncle Dan's house.
I know he's not our real Uncle but, I've called him that ever since we were teens..so I still do. And even though we're not related I always thought of you as my older brother too.
Anyway, something has happened that I think reveals why I was such a weirdo... what you used to call me all the time. I know we aren't blood relatives but I feel like you're a brother but based on what I'm gonna tell you, that's wrong.
I liked seeing you on the football field at school..better I liked you at home working out, sharing our bedroom with the other two kids. All four of us were lucky that Dan found us when he did I guess.
Carl and Daryl seem to be happy to be on their own ... the Navy seems to have been the home they were looking for. I didn't miss them as much when they left. When you left I realized something.
I went to Uncle Dan to talk to him. Even though I'm nineteen I felt like a little kid talking to him about it. I told him about you and what went on in my head. He said I was probably gay. I kind of suspected that and maybe you did too which is why we fought all the time.
I asked Dan how one figures it out and he told me to close my eyes. His fingers on my chest felt weird at first..but soon it was warm and excited me a bit just like I got excited when we wrestled or had serious fights or when I saw you undressed or shared the bathroom with you.
You didn't know it but when I masturbated I usually thought of you. Don't call me names because of this. It's ok if you don't understand or reject me. I've learned I am what I am. And that's ok.
Anyway Dan began to play with my nipples pulling on them rubbing the tips. When I objected he told me to hush and keep my eyes closed. As usual I was wearing only my boxers..actually it was a pair of yours. I always did that and you got pissed. I kept a couple of pair when you left...didn't wash em either. They smelled of you..I inhale them when I jack off. I know you think I'm sick, but hell I'm only 19, I'm usually horny and yea I am gay.
Eventually Dan was making me feel so hot, my boy cock was sticking out of my shorts. He told me to enjoy this and I nodded silently. Something happened to me that day as shocks went through my body. My skin felt alive, my legs trembled and my cock hurt it was so hard.
He told me to rest on my knees if my legs felt weak. With his help I knelt and he returned to teasing, pulling and playing with my nipples.
I opened my eyes and saw that Uncle Dan's cock was sticking out of his pajamas and pointed at me. He didn't push it at me. But if he had I would have taken it..I would have done anything he wanted while he was working my boy nips.
I licked it..and with my tongue brought it between my lips and was sucking a dick for the first time. It was unreal..it was like being in the trance we both got into when jacking off on our beds at the same time.
That was the only time we seemed to get along, wasn't it? We'd pant, groan, laugh, watch each other and have our orgasms at the same time usually. It was wild. But when I tried to come to your bed to watch closer you chased me away.
So anyway, I was sucking Dan's cock and tasted stuff that came out of it. It was sweet like the precum shoot out. I knew if I kept sucking, his cum would shoot in my mouth but I couldn't stop. I don't know if it was the electric shocks I was getting from my nipples or I was discovering the mysterious pleasure of sucking cock.
How I wish I had snuck to your bed at night and sucked yours. You might have gotten made or like Dan enjoyed it.
When you met that man from England, I was jealous. You spent so much time going to his house, we never got to jack off or even fight as much. I got pissed off about it even more when you said you were going with him to study over there. But hell by then you were 18 and Dan couldn't stop you.
I gagged a bit when Dan shot in my mouth but I swallowed every bit of it. Actually he came allot saying he hadn't done that in a long time. Since then I suck his cock even when he isn't playing with my nipples.
Dan said the man liked you that's why he took you back with him. I'm not sure what that meant but think maybe now I do.
Another confession to give you. I was laying on your bed with your boxers over my face. I could smell you, and see you in my brain. I felt Dan's hands..he came in while I was jacking off.
His fingers, as usual, went to my nipples as I kept jcking. It was fantastic. Once again shock waves went through me. He moved so my legs were over his shoulders and his cock got into my butthole. It hurt but I couldn't stop him. Between jacking off and feeling his fingers, my butt felt hungry and I was soon being fucked by him.
You used to say the only thing I had going for me was my bubble butt. Did you think about fucking me the way Dan has been? Hell I thought you had a great butt too..dimpled on the sides. The girls at school said they liked your ass..when you passed by wearing those football pants.
So there you have it, I'm gay and I guess Uncle Dan's bitch now. Ha Ha. He said I don't look or act gay but that's true with all gays. Not every one of them acts, you know, silly.
I hope you don't hate me now...I don't think you ever did. Maybe we fought because you knew I loved you "that way"..which I now realize I did. Maybe not. Dan said once that you and I have allot in common and one day we'll talk about it.
So here's my confession and apology if I pissed you off as kids. I miss you and yes still jack off with your boxers near my nose even when Dan isn't triggering my mouth or ass to please him.
My nipples are so sensative I put clothes pins on them sometimes just to feel the sensations that Dan introduced to me.
Love you, Nick
Another letter crumpled up was with it.
Nick,
Ian is wonderful. He and I are a couple. I guess what I am saying to you is "me too".
I used to go to his house all the time and did some of the stuff you described you do with Dan.
Before I left, Dan and I talked about it, so he knows.
Ian is like a father to me, and more. When I was younger he even spanked me now and then.
But I learned he could teach me things and I kind of became more obedient. When he wants me to do anything all he has to do is say it.
I do what he says. I keep him happy too.
My nipples are sensative too but not like yours I guess. But we do other things you didn't talk about...a bit kinkier then I think you're into.
So, no I don't hate you I never did. I just didn't want you to know your "older brother" was gay.
So now you're telling me and I'm ashamed I didn't do the things I thought about doing to you, like Dan does. Hell, if I did, we'd be a couple I guess.
But Ian is kind of in charge of me and I like that.
I hope one day you find someone like that for you, maybe Dan is the one.
Miss you too, Tom