Date: Sun, 26 Jul 2020 14:54:40 -0700 From: Spike Meyers Subject: Uncle Carl, Gay, Incest, 5 of 10 Preamble Author: Spike Meyers Date: 07/10/2020 E-Mail: SpikeMeyers@gmail.com Donate: Please consider donating to this website. Without your donations, Nifty may not be able to keep this site up and running for your reading pleasure. Whatever you can afford will be appreciated. Notice: This story is a work of fiction and contains explicit sexual material. It may also include, incest, sex between a minor(s) and an adult males(s), and sexual fetish. If you are offended by such material, do not read this work of fiction. The character(s) in this work are not based on any known person(s). Uncle Carl -- Part 5 of 10 "Do you want me to stay? I will if you want me too. I was just going to go home and pack some things and come back here, since I'm going to be living with you and the boys for at least 5 weeks." Colt wrapped his arms around Carl and hugged him tight. "No, I think I would like to handle this on my own, but thanks for offering. I appreciate it. No, take your time today. Do what you need to do, and I will see you later tonight." Carl kissed him gently and said, "Just remember that I love you." Colt watched his brother walk to his truck and continued watching until Carl's truck was out of sight." He walked into the kitchen, picked up the phone and dialed his wife's cell number. Carl was preoccupied with Colt's mind-set, he almost turned around and went back to the house at the first intersection. He changed his mind at the last minute and decided that it was best if Colt handled the situation on his own. Colt had to make his own decisions with no interference from him. He stopped at the corner market to pick up a six-pack before going home. He walked into the store, and he immediately noticed this cute guy making himself a coffee at the self-service counter. He walked past him, and checked him out from head to toe in an instant. He's kind of cute Carl thought; and immediately undressed him in his mind. Carl grabbed the beer and closed the cooler door. When he turned around, he saw the cute guy coming towards him, the coffee in his hand. Carl nodded his head and smiled. The guy smiled and returned the head nod. Carl noticed that the guy checked out his crotch as he walked past him. Carl decided to pick up a prepackaged sandwich for lunch later, so he walked over to the self-serve counter. As he stood scanning the shelf to see what flavors they had, the cute guy came up and stood beside him, seemingly, doing the exact same thing that Carl was doing. "There's not much of a choice I afraid" Carl said. He looked over at Carl and smiled, "No there isn't. I guess it's going to be tuna for me" as he grabbed the sandwich off the shelf. Carl noticed the bump in the front of his pants and didn't try to conceal his stare. "Me too" Carl said, selecting the last tuna sandwich from the shelf. "Enjoy your sandwich" Carl said, and walked to the check-out counter. Carl stood at the back of the queue, only two people ahead of him. When he approached the counter, the attendant gave him a big smile. "Carl!" The guy exclaimed, "How are you buddy? I have not seen you in a while." Carl set his items on the counter, "I'm good Joe, thanks. Just working and keeping busy. How about yourself?" Joe shrugged his shoulders, "You know, I'm breathing. Same old, same old." Carl tossed a 20 on the counter and Joe gave him his change, and placed his items in a plastic bag. "Thanks Joe. See you next time Joe" Carl said, and walked over to the bathrooms. Carl set his bag on the bathroom counter and walked over to one of the two urinals. He immediately though of Jake, wanting to taste his pee, and chuckled to himself. He heard the slight squeak of the door, signaling that someone was entering the bathroom. The wall blocked his view so he had no idea who it was. Whomever it was, the guy went directly to the sink and washed his hands. He heard the door again, and assumed whoever it was who washed their hands, was leaving the bathroom. As he stood their peeing, he thought of Colt this morning on the phone, and his cock started to respond. He finished peeing, and began a slow stroke, assuming he was alone in the bathroom. He took a step back from the urinal and continued to stroke his hardening cock. Suddenly he sensed a presence. He opened his eyes and looked over to see the cute guy from the store watching him jerk off. The guy reached down and grabbed his cock growing in his pants. His bulge was very obvious. Carl took another step back and continued to stroke his cock. The cute guy unbuttoned his pants, pulled down his zipper, and out popped his cock. He was uncut, and a little smaller than Carl, but a beautiful cock. He started to stroke his cock, the foreskin exposing the knob on the downstroke and hiding the knob on the upstroke. They stood there watching each other jerk off. Carl was tempted to bend over and suck the guy off, but he resisted the temptation. If it were not for Colt, he would have dropped to his knees in a New York second. It didn't take long and the guy started to moan, he stepped towards the urinal, and shot his load against the back of the urinal wall. Carl good hear the impact. He was impressed that he shot so hard. The guys cock just kept spewing cum, shot after shot. "Damn! That's a big fucking load dude." Carl said. The guy looked over at him and said, "Yeah. I always cum a lot." He shook off the end of his cock, stuffed it back in his pants, and zipped up. "Take care" he said, turned and walked away. Carl stood there, his cock in his hand, and said to himself, "Fuck! I can't wait to tell Colt about this. That was so fuckin hot." Carl stuffed his hard cock back in his pants, grabbed his bag off the bathroom counter, and left the bathroom. When he got home, he put the entire bag of stuff he bought at the corner store in the fridge. Then he went in the bedroom and took everything off. He felt his cock oozing a bit, and scooped up the goo and licked it off his finger, imagining it was Colt's. He went through his closet and selected enough clothes to last for a few weeks. Then he went through his dresser and did the same thing. He tossed everything on the bed that he was taking with him. He grabbed two valises on wheels from the hall closet and set them on the floor next to the bed. He needed to give Colt the day to do what he need to do so, he decided to tidy up the place since he was going to be gone for the next few weeks. He cleaned the bathroom, including scrubbing down the shower, and then started on the kitchen. He made sure to get rid of anything in the fridge that was going to spoil before he returned. Around 2 o'clock he decided to take a break. The only thing left to do was pack the cases. Those beers should be nice and cold about right now. He went to the fridge and grabbed the bag. He took the tuna sandwich, and a beer, and plopped down on the sofa. He rested his feet on the coffee table and opened the tuna sandwich. He took a bite of the sandwich and suppressed the urge to call Colt and check on him. He then thought about the boys. He took another bite of the sandwich and was amazed how bland it was; there was no flavor to it at all. He made a mental note to congratulate Colt on his culinary skills when he got back. He tossed the rest of the sandwich back in its container and took a swig of his beer. He reached down and started to fondle his cock thinking about Colt and the boys. He closed his eyes and thought about "his guys" and enjoyed the jolt running down his cock. He seriously thought about jerking off and then decided against it. He got up, went into the bedroom, and started to pack the cases. It was not quite 2:30. It would not take long to pack, and he could be back at Colt's by 3:15. He would be there by the time the boys get home. He tossed the cases in the back of the truck, then went back in to take the trash out including the contents from the refrigerator. He went back in the house to do a final walk-thru to make sure he didn't forget anything. He locked the door, and hurried to the truck. "Carl! Oh Carl, yoo-hoo, Carl". He heard his landlord calling his name. He lived in a private residence that had a mother-in-law unit attached. He had his own entrance, and his own parking space on the side of the house. It was sufficient in size, convenient, and inexpensive. It suited his needs perfectly. Carl cussed to himself, stopped, and turned to face his landlord. Lois was an older woman, her husband, Oscar, had his mother living with them (in Carl's place) until she passed a few years ago. Carl was going on his fifth-year renting from Oscar and Lois. They were lovely people and left him alone for the most part. "Hi Lois, what can I do for you love?" Carl asked. "Oh Carl, I'm glad that I caught you. Oscar is visiting his sister. She doesn't live too far from that corner convenience store. You know the one that I mean; the one with that big yellow sign on the corner." Carl shook his head, "Yes, you mean Sossa's." Lois placed her hand on the side of her face, "Yes, I think that's the name. I'm not too good with foreign names." Carl tried to hurry her on. "What about Sossa's Lois?" She placed her hands together and said, "I see that you are on your way out. If it's not too much trouble, I was wondering if you could drop me off at that store. I'm out of milk, and Oscar likes to have tea after dinner. He'll be terribly disappointed if he doesn't have his after-dinner tea. He can pick me up on the way home." "Oh, sure Lois. I'd be happy to, but we have to leave right now." Lois cupped her face in her hands, "Of course dear, I'm ready. I have money right here in my pocket." Carl escorted Lois to the truck and helped her in. "Thank you so much Carl. I hate to be a bother. Where are you off to may I ask?" "I am going to be staying with my brother for a few weeks. His wife is in Chicago for some kind of training; she's an Operating Room nurse. So, I am going to be staying with Colt, my brother, and help him out with his sons. He has twin boys, and the boys and I are extremely close." "Oh, isn't that lovely. I'm so glad to hear that you are so close with your family. All I have left is Oscar. We have a daughter, but we hardly ever see her. She calls once in a while, but rarely do we see her anymore. It makes me so sad." "I'm sorry to hear that Lois; that is sad to hear. Well, here we are. You sit right there; I will come around and help you down." Carl opened the door and helped Lois step down out of the truck. "Are you sure that Oscar is going to pick you up. I don't want to leave you stranded here Lois. You are absolutely sure now; correct?" "Oh, thank you for your concern Carl. Yes, I will call Oscar on his cell right now. There's no need to worry. I'll be perfectly fine. You run on now over to your brother's. Thanks again, Carl. I'll see you when you get back." Although Carl was anxious to get to Colt, he was not about to leave a little old lady by herself. He needed assurance that she was going to be OK on her own. It was almost 3:30 by the time he arrived at Colt's house. He grabbed one case from the back of the truck and headed for the front door. He turned the knob, but the door was locked. That's strange he thought. Colt must have gone somewhere; I hope he's OK. Carl had his own key so he unlocked the door and stepped into the foyer. He put the case down and called to Colt. No response. He walked into the kitchen, and saw a note on the table. The note simply said, Be right back. He decided to not let his imagination run wild. He walked back to the truck and grabbed the second case and brought it in the house. He closed the front door, grabbed both cases and took them up to the guest room, which was going to be his room for the next 5 weeks. He decided to place the cases on the floor at the end of the bed for the time being. He could always unpack later if nothing has changed. He certainly hoped nothing had changed anyway, but he wouldn't know for sure until Colt got home. It left him a little anxious. He went back to the truck and brought in the 5 remaining beers left over from the six-pack he bought at the corner store that morning. He opened one, and put the rest in the fridge. He decided to have a seat in the living room until Colt got home. He flicked the TV on to occupy his mind, hopefully it would be a distraction so he wouldn't obsess over Colt and his absence. After about 10 minutes, Carl realized that the TV was not a helpful distraction, so he turned if off. He went into the kitchen to get another beer. When he walked back into the living room, he saw Colt's little pickup pulling up the driveway. He took a big swig of his beer, and sat it on the coffee table. He rushed over to the door that led into the garage. He opened the door and stood in the doorway as Colt pulled into the garage. Colt looked over at him and waved hello. Carl was a little more than anxious but willed himself to keep a level head and not let Colt know how anxious he was. Colt picked up a couple of bags from the seat and opened the door of the truck. "Hey sexy" he called to Carl. "How long have you been home? Did you see my note on the table?" Colt walked over and kissed him quick on the lips. Carl grabbed his head and kissed him back harder. "I'm glad your home brother" Carl said. He stepped back and let Colt step thru the door. Colt headed directly to the kitchen. Carl followed behind anxious to hear how the day went. Colt did not seem to be upset as he did that morning when he left. Carl was a little relieved, at least that was a positive sign. Colt started to unpack the groceries and put things away as he jabbered away. I went to the market to get something for dinner. I didn't expect to be gone that long and thought that I would be home by the time you got back. We are having mahi for dinner tonight. The boys really like it as you know. I got fresh zucchini and salad fixings, and I even remembered avocado for the salad. Carl was just about ready to pop a vein. "Brother, for fuck sakes, shut up and tell me what happened with Deb! I been worried about you all day. The boys will be home soon and I need to know what happened." Colt stopped dead in his tracks, "God Carl, I'm sorry. After my conversation with Deb today, I was so relieved, I kind of forgot. God, I have so much to tell you, but you're right, the boys will be back soon." "Oh no you don't! You can't say that and leave me hanging. Spill the beans gorgeous!" Colt held up his index finger, gesturing for, give me one minute. "Let me put this stuff away and I'll give you the short version. I'll explain everything in detail tonight after the boys are asleep." Colt put the rest of the groceries away, and grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge. He walked over to Carl, handed him a beer, and said, "Lets go into the living room." Carl opened his beer and tossed the cap on the kitchen table. Carl followed his brother into the living room. Colt plopped himself down in the sofa and put his feet on the table, crossing his legs. Carl could not help but notice the bulge in the front of Colt's pants and his cock twitched. He sat down on the couch next to Colt. "Ok brother" Carl said, "the short version, but don't leave anything out. I want the whole story." Colt started, "Just in case we run out of time, I am much relieved in comparison to this morning when you left. Overall, I think things are going to be OK. The logistics still have to be ironed out, but I think that's very workable." "When you left this morning, I called Deb straight-away. She did not answer her phone, so I left her a voicemail asking her to call me back. About 20 minutes later, she called me. I asked her to explain to me what she was referring to when she said, "we have to have a talk." I told her that I can't wait for 5 weeks to find out what she was talking about. As I thought, she said she was rather emotional when she sent that email and just had to get it out or she never would." "The very short version of this story is, Deb has realized that she's gay." Carl just about fell off the couch. "What! Deb is gay? Fuck me!" Carl exclaimed. "So, what happens now?" Carl asked. "Deb was very emotional when she told me she was gay. She started to cry and apologized profusely. We had a long talk and I told her that I have come to the same realization myself. Once I told her I was gay, she calmed down and we had a long positive conversation. In fact, she skipped her next surgery so we could talk. It was just an observational surgery anyway; she wasn't going to be in the O.R." "Does she know about us?" Carl asked. "Hell no! Colt said. That's not something she needs to know at this point in time. For now, at least, that is going to stay between you, me, and the boys; that's our private life. No one else needs to know, other than Douglas and Martin I mean. I completely trust them." "Has she met someone? Carl asked. "She has. Do you remember last year when she went to that convention or whatever it was in New Orleans? She met a woman there by the name of Maggie. I vaguely remember Deb mentioning that she and Maggie hit it off right from the start. Anyway, she ran into Maggie again in Chicago. It turns out that she and Maggie had a thing in New Orleans, and this interest in one-another has resurfaced in Chicago. Maggie helped Deb come to terms with her sexuality." Carl took a big swig on his beer. "Wow brother. I am just amazed. I mean, I am happy for Deb, I really am, that makes things much easier for us in a way. I am also really, really, happy to hear you admit that your gay. Considering what we have been doing over the past few days, it's a little absurd, but I definitely love it." "Sorry to interrupt, go on." Carl said. "Deb has been offered an executive administrative position at a private hospital in Chicago. Apparently, she was encouraged to apply for this position previously but she declined, and they gave the job to someone else. She ran into one of the hospital administrators in Chicago, someone she had already met someplace or another, and they asked her to apply for the job. It's a 2-year contractual commitment. Maggie lives in Chicago and the pay increase is about 30 grand a year. It's a fantastic offer and an amazing opportunity for Deb. The woman who has the job now is not going to renew her contract; she's moving back to Belgium. "So, this offer is really an offer to apply for the job, but not a job offer per se." Carl asked. "Technically yes; it's an offer to apply, but her chances are very, very good. Should she decide to apply, she is most-likely to get the job. This is the second time they have asked her to apply. So, there is definitely interest on their part." "So, if she decides to apply, she would have to move to Chicago; it's a two-year commitment, it's not like she can commute. How is that going to work? What about the boys? How is that going to affect you? What do you think she is going to do? What do you think she wants to do? All of these questions are bouncing around in my head. This is fucking huge Colt! HUGE!" "I know, it's a lot to take in and process. It can be overwhelming to wrap your head around. It can get so complicated. However, having said that, I have had some time to give it some thought; this is what I think is most-likely to happen. Number one, Deb, and I will ultimately divorce, that makes the most sense, considering we both have now professed our gayness. Our marriage isn't a marriage anymore; it hasn't been a marriage for years, it's just a paper document. Number two, I think Deb really wants this job, so I think she's going to apply for the position and therefor, move to Chicago. I have encouraged her to apply; it's a good career move for her, and she has always been career oriented. That's just Deb. Number three, the boys are going to stay right here with me. They are used to their mom being away for weeks at a time. It's not out of the ordinary for them; they can talk to her on the phone, and they can skype. I think Deb will come to the same conclusion. Number four, I think after we divorce, we will share custody. The boys will live with me fulltime, and visit with their mom where ever she ultimately winds up. I don't think that Deb is going to want to turn the boys lives upside down and put them thru a custody battle. I think she will do the right thing for them. "Do you really think it will go that way? Carl asked. "I hope so brother, I pray that it does. It will be easier for everyone for it to go that way for sure, especially the boys. I will fight tooth-and-nail for them. I'll take no prisoners when it comes to my boys. Carl felt a sense of relief after hearing Colt's summation of probabilities. He grabbed his beer and chugged what little remained in the bottle, then took Colt's and drained it. "Damn brother, this has been a stressful day. It started out so wonderful, we played with the boys, you made an awesome breakfast, I got to suck you off in the kitchen. What could possibly be better than a morning like that? Oh, by the way, if I have never told you this, I'm telling you now, you my beautiful, sexy man, are a great cook. I just wanted to tell you that. You are so husband material; I kid you not." Colt leaned into Carl and they fell back in the sofa together. Carl spread his legs and took a deep breath and exhaled. Colt could not help but notice the musculature of Carl's thighs. He had to run his hand down his leg. Carl wrapped his arm around Colt's shoulder. "You want my cock, don't you?" Carl growled. Colt grabbed his brothers crotch. "Go ahead, pull it out" Carl whispered. "Pull my dick out." Colt unbuttoned the top of Carl's shorts, and pulled the zipper down. "Suck my dick brother." Colt pulled his pants open exposing Carl's bush and buried in face in Carl's crotch, inhaling deeply. Take my dick out Colt; suck my cock." Colt reached into Carl's shorts, freed his growing cock, and sniffed the piss slit. "Go ahead, wrap your lips around it. Show me how much you love my cock. Suck it; suck the juice out of that cock." Colt swallowed his brother's cock and started sucking it hard. Carl arched his back and grabbed Colt by the head and pushed it down on his cock. "Fuck yeah. Eat my cock. Make me cum Colt." Carl growled. "I know you want that load; make me cum in your mouth." The more Carl talked to Colt like that, the more frenzied Colt became. He sucked Carl's cock so hard and so fast, Carl was ready to pop in no time. Carl felt the juice flow up his shaft, "Fuck brother, eat me, suck the cum out of that fucking cock." Carl's dick exploded in Colt's mouth. Colt started to groan and squeezed Carl's thigh hard as he felt his brother's sweet nectar fill his mouth. He swallowed shot after shot, loving every second. Carl's cock stopped squirting and Colt let his dick rest on his tongue. He maintained his grip on Carl's dick and felt it oozing on his tongue. Carl's body went limp, he rested his hand on the back of Colt's head, his cock still in his brother's mouth. He felt the urge to pee, so he slowly released his stream. Colt felt the hot liquid on his tongue and started to swallow immediately. Carl stopped and started pissing several times as his cock slowly softened. Carl was so relaxed, he jumped when the phone rang. Although Colt heard the phone, he didn't bother to let go of Carl's cock; he stayed right where he was. "Colt, that's probably Douglas. The boys must be back." Colt jumped up immediately and ran into the kitchen to answer the phone. Colt was back in less than a minute. "The boys are back, I told Douglas that I'd be right over to pick them up. Colt looked at Carl laid back in the sofa, his legs spread wide, his now soft cock resting on his thigh. He wanted to pounce on him and eat him all over again. He looked so fuckin sexy. Fuck what a hot man. He reached down and grabbed his cock and squeezed. Carl looked up at Colt and gave him a come and get it smile. He could feel Colt's desire for him and he reveled in the knowing. "I have something for you gorgeous," Carl said. Colt walked over to him and dropped to his knees and took Carl's beautiful cock back in his mouth. Carl reached out and placed his hand on the back of Colts head and started to pet him. Carl let the stream fly filling Colt's eager mouth. His flow was strong and steady. Colt swallowed quickly, moaning softly as he drank. "That's my man, swallow it all baby." Carl whispered. Carl's stream diminished and Colt ran his tongue over the piss slit for the last few drops. Colt released his cock and kissed it lovingly. He stood up and straddled Carl, kissing him hard. "You make me crazy Carl. You are so fuckin sexy I can't stand it." Colt jumped off Carl and said, "Lets go get the boys and see the new puppy." Carl stuffed his dick in his shorts, stood up and fastened his pants. Douglas opened the door, "Colton you sexy stud! Come on in," and stepped back. "Jake came bursting in the room, "Dad!" he yelled, and jumped into his father's arms. "My sexy boy. I missed you so much, I could just eat you" as he started nibbling on Jake's neck." Josh came running in and wrapped himself around his father's waist. Colt put Jake down on the floor, knelt down, and took both of his boys in his arms. "I missed you guys so much; I'm so happy you are home." Colt stood up and took a couple of steps forward. Carl stepped into the house, and Douglas closed the door behind him. "Uncle Carl!" the boys yelled. Carl bent forward and wrapped his arms around the boys. "Welcome home guys. It's so good to see you." Josh let go of his uncle and said, "Dad, Uncle Carl, come and meet Winston." Carl stood up and Jake wrapped his arms around his uncle's waist. Carl started to pet the back of Jake's head. Josh ran to the back of the house. Jake didn't move, he held on tight to Carl. Carl bent forward and took Jake in his arms. Jake wrapped his legs around Carl's waist, and his arms around Carl's shoulders. Carl supported the boys weight by interlocking his fingers under Jake's butt. Colt looked at Carl and said, "Let's go meet Winston." They walked out onto the lanai, and Josh was running around the back yard with Winston. Douglas, called to Josh. "Josh, bring Winston over so your dad and uncle can meet him. Josh stopped, looked over, and started towards the lanai, Winston right behind him. "God, he's so cute" Colt said, as the stepped thru the door onto the lanai. "He is a beagle mix; the shelter thinks that he is Beagle, and Jack Russel Terrier" Douglas said. "He's about 6 months old and house trained. Thank God. Have a seat guys." Colt sat down in the loveseat, and Carl selected a cushioned chair, Jake still in his arms. Carl asked Jake, "Do you want to get down and play with Winston?" Jake shook his head no, "I want to stay with you," and wrapped his arms around Carl and rested his head in Carl's neck. Colt reached down and Winston came right to him and smelled his hand. Colt started to pet him and scratch him under the chin. Winston's tail was waging so hard, it banged against the table leg behind him. "He too cute for words" Colt smiled. Winston went over to Carl and Jake, and stood on his back legs, his front paws resting on Carl's kneecaps. Carl started to pet him, Winston's tail still wagging hard. "We had a fantastic day with the boys. When we told them we were going to the shelter they just roared with excitement. We didn't tell them where we were going until we were in the car, and already in transit." Douglas volunteered. "Yeah, and when we arrived downtown, they really didn't have any interest in seeing some of the sights, they were anxious to get to the shelter and see all of the dogs" Martin added." Once we told the boys where we were going, they had a one-track focus from then on." Douglas and Martin continued to give them a blow-by-blow accounting of the day's activities with the boys. Eventually, Jake extracted himself from Carl's lap and ran around the back yard with his brother and Winston. Colt eventually got around to updating Douglas and Martin about the coming out between he and Deb, the ultimate divorce, and the possibility of Deb moving to Chicago. The guys had some good insights to share with Colt. As Carl listened intently to Douglas and Martin's assessment of the situation, it somewhat lessened his anxiety about the issue of custody of the boys. Carl realized that virtually all of his own anxiety about the situation was the custody of the boys. He just couldn't bear the thought of them going away. He just couldn't fathom how incredibly painful that it will be for Deb if she does move to Chicago, and the boys stay here. He would lose his mind if he were in Deb's shoes. Colt noticed that the clock on the wall was approaching 6PM. He thanked both Douglas and Martin profusely for giving the boys such a fantastic day, and called to the boys that it was time to go home. The boys ambled into the house, Winston at their heels. Douglas looked at the boys and said, "You guys remember, you have to come over and play with Winston at least twice a week. He's just a puppy and he has lots, and lots of energy. I need to you guys to help expend some of that puppy energy." Douglas and Martin escorted them to the front door. The boys knelt down and gave Winston a hug, and in return, Winston kissed their faces with vigor as the boys giggled. Martin opened the door and Winston quickly headed towards the door. Douglas caught him just in time before he ran outside. Douglas kept Winston in his arms until the guys left, and Martin had closed the door. Colt opened the front door and the boys walked thru in single file, Carl following behind, and then Colt, closing the door behind him. The boys went into the living room, and Carl started to follow. Colt quickly stepped up and wrapped his arms around Carl, and kissed him on the neck, just below the ear. Carl placed his hands on Colt's and gave a gentle squeeze. They walked into the living room, and sat on the sofa on either side of the boys. "So, you guys had a fun day, didn't you? Your Uncle Doug and Marty gave me a full report. They told me that they let you guys name Winston. What made you guys name him Winston?" Colt asked. "Well, Jake and I came up with a bunch of names in the car. Then, Jake and I narrowed down the list to three names; three boy name, and three girl names. It was either going to be, Kramer, Winston, or Wilson for a boy, and Abby, Skye, or Jessa for a girl. We really liked all of those names, but we just couldn't decide. So, Uncle Martin suggested that we write down the names on a piece of paper and do a random draw. That's how we decided; it was a really good idea," Josh said. "I'm very proud of you boys. I like all of those names very much. Good job!" Colt held up his hand, and offered the boys a high-five." Jake looked at his dad and asked, "Dad, can we take our clothes off now?" Colt stood up and said, "Yes, sexy boy. You guys can get naked now if you want," and smiled down at them. The boys looked at each other, jumped off the couch, and ran upstairs. Carl looked up at Colt, "They do love being naked, don't they?" Colt smiled at Carl and said, "maybe we should get naked too" and fluttered his eyebrows. "I'm going to go fire up the grill and start dinner." Carl stood up and walked over to Colt and grabbed his crotch, "I'm going to go unpack." Colt kissed him and headed to the back yard to start the grill. Jake walked into what is now his room, and set one of the two cases on the bed. He opened the case and started to place items in the chest of drawers in the bedroom. He zipped up the now empty valise, picked it up, and turned to put in the bedroom closet, and noticed the boys standing in the doorway, completely naked. As he walked over to the closet and slid the door open, he said, "Hey boys, I didn't see you standing there. Come on in." As he placed the valise on the closet floor, the boys walked in and sat on the bed. "What are you doing Uncle Carl?" Jake asked. "I'm putting my stuff away. Since I am going to be staying with you boys and your dad for a while, I brought some of my things over from my house." Jake walked over to Carl and wrapped his arms around him. "I'm so happy you are going to live with us Uncle Carl." Carl hugged Jake and said, "Me too Jake. I get to see you guys everyday now; how great is that." Carl said enthusiastically. Josh knelt behind Carl on the bed and threw his arms around him, resting his head on Carl's shoulder. "Me too, Uncle Carl. I'm glad you are going to live with us." "Hey guys, can you help me put some of my things in the closet? I'd really appreciate it." Both boys jumped up releasing their grip on their Uncle. "How can we help Uncle Carl?" Josh asked. Carl started to unpack the other valise. Josh hung up all of his pants, and Jake hung all of the shirts. They were done in no time. "Awesome!" Carl exclaimed, "We are done. Thanks guys, you were a big, big help." Carl plopped down on the bed, leaning back against the pillows. The boys cuddled up next to him on either side. Carl wrapped one arm around each of the boys shoulders. "Do you guys know how much I love you both." The boys smiled, and nodded their heads. "I love you guys so much it makes my heart hurt sometimes."