Gay Erotic Stories

Help From An Uncle, Part II There were no secrets or closed doors permitted in Uncle Bill's home. His gay lover explained why: "In college, a good friend of your uncle committed suicide rather than tell his parents that he was gay. It hit your uncle especially hard, because he had to tell his family that he was gay too. Since that time, honesty from everyone has been the only thing that's made him feel secure. He doesn't want to lose any more friends, he says." So, he and his lover didn't hide their affection for each other in or out of their bedroom. Nor were they subtle about setting me up with dates or letting us know it was okay to sleep together. It took some getting used to, but I appreciated the open dialogue and not having to worry about getting caught in bed with a date the morning after. I never knew how much I loved Uncle Bill's openness and honesty until I was around gays who hid behind pretense. Guys who would've walked through fire than admit to anyone they were gay. One of those guys I invited over to Uncle Bill's home and he freaked out seeing me bare-assed in the backyard pool. Behind him, however, came a young man who joined me in the pool and then on a towel-sheet spread across the lawn. He was soon sound asleep. "It's so relaxing," he said to Uncle Bill as he went inside. That said it for me as well.