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Subject: Jordan and Billy part 5 I have a story to tell that centers around sex between two brothers. If the subject matter bothers you or is illegal in the area where you live or you under the age of 18, it is now time for you to leave this page. This story will be short compared to many that are on niffy. I hope you will enjoy it. Please donate to Nifty. Brothers Jordan and Billy part five Fifteen years later: brings us to months ago� My dad pasted away. He didn’t leave a will. His house and cars went into probate, but finally the court awarded Jordan and I equal shares of his estate. We sold everything. Scott was honorably discharged from the Navy. He attended UCLA, received a degree in Physical Education and a minor in Biology. He attended a fifth year and received a teaching credential. Jordan and Cathy married. I was their best man. They had a son, William, eighteen months after they married. They wanted a boy and a girl, so they tried again. Two years later they had twins: two boys, Scott and Ian. Jordan made partner in his firm. Cathy returned to work when the twins started school. They bought a house, a fixer upper. They didn’t want to give one room to Billy and another to the twins, because when the twins were born, Billy reacted to all the attention going to the twins. So, they built a large room over the attached garage and turned into a bedroom/game room. Their bathroom had three sinks, a urinal, a toilet and a large shower with three shower heads. I was Billy’s godfather. Scott was Scott and Ian’s godfather. I received my PhD. And was hired at a biopharmaceutical company headquartered forty miles northwest of downtown Los Angeles. Scott and I married five years ago. Jordan was my best man and Cathy was out maiden of honor. Cathy and Scott’s older brother and sister-in-law did not attend the wedding. They said that they could not demine marriage by acknowledging and giving their blessing to a homosexual union. Scott and Cathy and her older sister have broken off all ties to them. That made me sad. Scott and I bought a house close to where Scott teaches and I work and within fifteen minutes (as they say in LA) of Jordan and Cathy’s home. Scott and I babysit for the three boys often, giving Cathy and Jordan time to have time to themselves and vacation and giving us time to spend with the boys. Jordan and I still have our `Brothers Bonding Week’ and we remain each other’s dessert. We’ve gone on bicycle tours in northern California, Canada, Italy and Germany. We’ve gone snowboarding in Colorado, Montana, Canada and Northern Italy. When we bike, we fly to where the tour begins two days before so that we can have a full day to ourselves. When the tour is over we spend another full day alone before we fly back. Cathy takes a week with her sister and Scott takes a week with a best friend of his. It gives all time to be away from our partners. When Jordan and I snowboard, we hit the slopes for two days, take a full day to have time with each other, hit the slopes for two more days and then again take time alone for two of three days before heading home. Scott teaches Biology and Coaches JV football and track. He’s out to fellow teachers and students. There were two incidents of note: Mr. Burton made an appointment with Scott at the beginning of the year. He said, “My son is Jason Burton. He’s going to go out for JV football. So, you’ll be his coach.” “Well, I look forward to meeting him. gölcük escort bayan What can I do for you?” “My son has for years wanted to play football. He’s gone to camps and we got him a coach. He’s been training to be a quarterback.” “Good to know.” “Here’s the thing. My son is gay and has been out for two years. Everyone in his class knows he’s gay.” “Okay. And.” “Well, it’s no secret that most guys who play football,” “I played football in high school. I know what you’re worried about.” “I’ve heard that you are gay. Were you out when you were in high school?” “No. Not until I was in the Navy.” “He’s good at quarterback. He’s a good boy. I worry.” “Mr. Burton, I understand your concerns. I promise you I do not tolerate any bullshit whether it is in regard to race, gender or sexual orientation.” He nodded. “And I promise you that I will do my best to make sure Jason is not made to feel uncomfortable in any way.” Jason introduced himself to Scott. Scott was surprised by how good Jason was as a quarterback. After several practices and the first game, Jordan noticed that either Mr. or Mrs. Burton sat in the stands and waited for practice to be over. When practice was over, the boys went to the showers but Jason met his parent and left dressed in his uniform. Scott called Mr. Burton and asked for a meeting. Mr. Burton informed Scott that Jason was concerned that some of his teammates or their parents would object to him being the showers. “I’ll look into this,” Scott said. Scott noticed that Jason and Zackary were friendly on the field. Scott called Zackary into the coaches office after practice. “You’re friends with Jason?” Scott asked. “Yeah.” “Excuse me.” “Yes, sir.” “You’ve noticed that Jason leaves directly after practice.” “Yeah. I mean, yes sir. He worries that guys will feel uncomfortable with him in the showers.” “And what do you think?” “I wouldn’t. David wouldn’t. They’ve gone backpacking and camping together with Tim and Sean and a couple other guys on the team. We’ve all been friends since grade school.” “Really. Send in David.” “Yes, sir.” “Zack.” He turned. “You’re doing well.” “Thank you, sir.” David entered the office with a towel wrapped around his waist. “Coach, you want me?” “Yes. This is about Jason,” “Zack told me. Coach, I’ve been his friend since first grade. He’s a great guy. My best friend.” “Okay, but do you think he’d have trouble if he showered with the guys.” “There are two shower rooms with the towel cage in the middle.” “I know how it’s set up. I hand out towels.” “Well, he can only shower in one at a time.” “Yes, but would he be in there alone? Think how he’d feel.” “Several of us have been friends for years. We’ve all camped together and gone skinny dipping and had a couple of circle jerks.” “That’s more than I need to know. So, you’re saying he wouldn’t shower alone.” “Absolutely not and if anyone has a problem they can shower in the other shower room.” Scott called Mr. Burton and told him that if Jason felt more comfortable not showering with the team that was okay. But if he wanted to shower with his friends and be part of more than just working out with the guys, he would make sure there would be no problem. The next day Jason slow walked toward the locker room. Scott caught up to him. “I’m kocaeli otele gelen escort handing out towels today. If you use the showers on the far wall, I can keep an eye on you. If that makes you uncomfortable used the other showers.” “Thank you, Coach.” Jason walked to the showers, a towel wrapped around his waist and surrounded by his friends. He hung his towel on a hook and then entered one of the two shower rooms and joined his friends. He used the shower on the far wall. Within minutes the shower room was full. As usual there was a lot of horsing around, yelling and laughing. When Jason entered the towel room, he tossed his wet towel in the bin and Scott gave him a dry one. He glanced at Scott and said, “Thank you, Coach.” Scott nodded. “See you at practice tomorrow. Every year, the week after Christmas, Jordan and Cathy, Scott and I and the boys go to Mammoth and rent a three bedroom condo. Cathy doesn’t enjoy the snow, so she hangs out in the condo. The boys have been given snowboarding lessons for three years now. They are pretty good. Each day they spend the morning boarding in a group of kids with an adult instructor. We board the more difficult slopes in the morning, then have lunch with the boys and board with them on easier slopes during the afternoon. Last year, during the third night we were at Mammoth, Billy woke me. “Uncle Bill,” he whispered so as not to wake Scott. “Uncle Bill.” “Yeah,” I said waking. “Billy, what’s up?” I stared at him and saw tears rolling down his cheeks. “Billy, what’ wrong?” I asked sitting up. He whispered, “I peed my bed.” “Oh, okay.” I glanced down at his boxer briefs and saw that they were wet. “Okay, let’s get you changed.” “Please don’t tell anyone. Please. If the twins know they’ll make fun of me.” “Okay. I’ll be very quiet.” I got up and put on a pair of boxer briefs and sweat pants. Very quietly we walked from my bedroom to where the boys were sleeping. Before I entered I asked him, “Are you in the lower or upper bunk?” “Upper.” I entered the bedroom. Scott was in one lower bunk and Ian was in the other. I ran my hand over one of the upper bunk sheets. It was wet. Carefully, I pulled the sheet off the bed. I tip toed to where the boys luggage was sitting and found a clean pair of underwear for Billy. We tip toed to the where the washer and dryer were. I put the sheets into the washer. “Take off you undies and put these on.” Without any shame he took off his boxers and threw then into the washer. The boys were being raised to be comfortable with being naked. After I turned the washer on, we left the room and closed the door. “It isn’t too loud. No one will wake up.” “You won’t tell.” “I promise. How about we see if there’s any dessert left. We found cookies. I poured him a half glass milk. I poured myself a glass of milk. “This has happened before.” He nodded. “Billy, when I was a kid I sometimes peed the bed.” “Really?” “Yes. You can ask your dad. I’d wake him up and he’d help me get the sheets washed.” “He didn’t make fun of you?” “Never. Does he make fun of you?” “No. He says it’s okay and that I’ll outgrow it.” “Yeah, I did.” We talked about how he did in school. He received all A’s. We talked for about 45 minutes. I checked the washer and it was done. I put the sheets in the dryer. Billy looked tired. “It’s going to take about an hour. kocaeli sınırsız escort How about if we lay down on the sofa and wait.” I got a blanket. He lay on the sofa his back against the back of the sofa. I lay down beside him and put a blanket over us. Within a minute I could feel that he was sound asleep. I decided that I’d wait until the sheets were dry, make his bed and then carry him back to his bed. “Billy,” Cathy whispered shaking me. I woke startled. She said, “It’s almost seven in the morning.” I glanced at Billy. He had his arm over me and his head on my chest and was still sound asleep. Cathy said, “I made his bed. I went in to check on the boys and saw that there were no sheets and he was in here with you.” I nodded. “Did he wet the bed?” “I promised not to say anything.” She smiled and nodded. “Carry him into his bed.” I gently lifted him. He wrapped his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist. When we got to the bunkbeds and I said, “You’ll have to climb in.” Half asleep and with me helping him he climbed the ladder and got into bed. As I began to leave he called to me. “Uncle Bill,” he whispered. I stepped back to the bed. He put an arm around my neck and kissed me on the cheek. “Thank you, Uncle Bill. I love you,” he said. I kissed his forehead and said, “I love you all the money in the world. He smiled and rolled over. I covered him. I put on a tee shirt and went back into the kitchen where Cathy was making coffee. She said, “He’s so embarrassed by it.” “I know how he feels.” She smiled. “He trusts you.” I smiled. She sat at the table with me. “He adores you.” “He’s pretty special. All A’s.” “When we were driving here he kept reminding us that he was going to snowboard with you every afternoon. And that Scott could board with Uncle Scott and Ian can board with Jordan. He took ownership of you for the week.” I chuckled. Cathy said, “He told me that he wants to be a doctor scientist teacher.” I smiled. My company encourages us to teach a class at the state college. I’ve been teaching a molecular genetics class. Each time I do it I have them come out to where I work and they’re given a tour of the labs and a lecture on various avenues of research we are exploring. Cathy said, “We’re trying real hard to be sure he doesn’t feel like he’s odd man out with the twins.” “They seem to be equally engaged with him when we babysit them.” “Yeah, but as they are getting older, the twins being the same age and all, have more in common. I think he’s feeling pushed aside again.” “You mean when they were born.” She nodded. “Do you think he’s gay?” The question surprised me. “It hasn’t occurred to me.” “You’re gay. Scott’s gay. I think the gay gene is floating around somewhere. It wouldn’t shock me if the three of them are.” “I don’t know about that.” “I don’t care if they are. I just want them to feel okay about it.” “Well they see Scott and I and how you and Jordan love us.” “I think it’s occurring to Billy.” “Why do you think he might be?” “He has a friend, Nat. They’re best friends. Billy is twelve and I think he has a crush on him and this is about the time boys start finding girls interesting. I just want you to know what might be going on. I think he’s identifying with you and clearly trusts you. He might make an attempt to talk to you first. I just thought you should know that Jordan and I have talked about it and if he reaches out to you, we want you to know what’s going on.” “Okay.” She poured us coffee. I said, “He’s lucky to have you as a mother.” “Thank you. We think he’s lucky to have you as an Uncle.” THE END I hope you enjoyed the story�. If so let me know.

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