Date: Mon, 18 Jan 2021 03:01:49 +0000 (UTC)
From: acgib1943@protonmail.com
Subject: Jimmy and BB C-6

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RECAP: The boys remain committed and very much in love. Their business of
computer repair is a family operation. It is doing very well.

	C-5 was to end the story in a happy way. I decided to bring the
boys back in the future with a family angle because of comments sent by a
reader. Hope you enjoy the love the boys show their sons.

Jimmy and BB C-6

	Jimmy and I skipped our usual weekly business conference. Mom told
us she would close shop and for us to go home to take the boys to
dinner. Yep, boys. Jimmy and I had two boys thirteen and fourteen.

	I was twenty-four and Jimmy was twenty-one when mom came up with
the idea to add to our family. After consulting with our attorney and
getting all the legal issues resolved, we began the journey to
parenthood. Our attorney found us a woman who agreed to be a
surrogate. Jimmy's sperm was used and in nine months we were the parents of
a healthy boy. One year later, my sperm was used, and our baby Daniel had a
brother, baby Donny. Jimmy was now thirty-five and I was thirty-eight.

	We were still as much in love as we had been so many years ago. Our
sons knew we were gay. How could they not with all the noise we made. They
were okay with us making love and hearing us. They would often comment that
we should add insulation in the wall between their room and ours. They did
not know we were brothers. Due to societal prejudice against incest, we
just never told them. One less thing for them to slip up and reveal. Maybe
when they were both over eighteen, we would tell them.

	Both brothers were named after our good friends from long ago who
were still close with us. Danny and Donny still met with us weekly. Tyler
and Kyle had moved years ago. Danny and Donny were twins with whom we had
done sexual stuff when we were young teens. That stopped. Our close
friendship never stopped. In fact, our boys called both of these good
friends, "Uncle." Our friends spent so much time with the boys that I often
joked we needed to add an Uncle cottage on the property.

	The boys loved them and when younger gave them sloppy kisses. They
fought each other to see who gave the best kisses whenever Danny and Donny
came over. Now kissing their Uncles, except on their cheek, was not "cool"
for newly minted teens.

	So, this Friday we were heading home early to surprise our
boys. Only we were the ones surprised. We entered the house quietly to
affect the surprise. The boys usually were playing X-box in the living
room. No boys. Jimmy shrugged then we heard a noise from upstairs. Not a
noise that would indicate trouble, more like a noise of passion. I raised
my eyes and we both started upstairs.

	"Please Donny, harder, faster."

	I knew what those words meant. I grabbed Jimmy and
whispered. "Should we check that they are okay?"

	He put his finger to his lips, and we went towards their room. The
door was wide open. We could see our sons, on their bed, naked and Donny
was fucking Danny like there was no tomorrow. Their passion was evident in
the way he was pounding his brother.

	"I'm cumming, I'm going to seed you brother. I love you." Donny
screamed lost in passion.

	I signaled Jimmy that we should back away from this intimate
moment. He started to turn and bumped the door hard.

	"I'm cumming too, Donny. Oh shit." Danny's eyes saw us, but it was
too late. His body tensed and cum erupted from his hard five-inch cock.

	We had caught our boys in the most intimate of moments and I was at
a loss for how to deal with this.

	Donny turned and saw what Danny saw. The boys could not scramble
away as they were still in their afterglow. They lay shaking on each
other. Jimmy came to the rescue.

	"Sorry guys. We didn't mean to see that. Take your time, shower,
get dressed and meet us in the kitchen."

	Donny, the most sensitive of our two boys pulled out of his
brother, covered himself. and began to sob. Danny climbed off the bed and
put his arm around Donny in a protective manner. He made no effort to cover
himself. He glared at us.

	"Go downstairs. Leave us alone. We'll be down when we are
ready. Please go." He then turned and pulled his sobbing brother into a hug
kissing him and stroking his hair. He made soft noises into Donny's
ear. Then he turned to us, glaring, "I said we would be down. Please leave
us, please."

	We turned. Heading to the kitchen. Once at the table we sat and
looked into each other's eyes. We could connect almost telepathically. We
sat a long time before Jimmy spoke.

	"Well BB. What do we do now?"

	You ever have those moments when life rewinds and then fast
forwards? That happened to me then. I saw mine and Jimmy's young years
loving each other flash into our loving adulthood. Then our boys were born,
and we watched then grow into the young teens they were. Danny the older
brother strong-willed but so caring for his younger brother. Donny caring
and empathetic with a tenderness towards life had a deep affection for
Danny. Both boy's personalities made two halves of a whole.

	"They are so much like us Jimmy. They have been together,
inseparable since Danny realized Donny was his to love and care for."

	"Just like you and me BB."

	"Yep. But what are we going to do?"

	We sat in silence, both lost in thought when our boys entered the
kitchen, Donny wrapped protectively in his brother's strong arms. Danny did
not look happy.

	Jimmy and I stood. Neither of us had discussed what we would do. We
looked at our sons, one challenging us and one still red-eyed. I felt tears
begin to run down my cheeks. I opened my arms and walked to them. Jimmy did
the same. Without a word, we embraced them and kissed them. The four of us
hugged, kissed, and cried. I knew the time for talking would come, but now
was the time for acceptance and love.

	How much time passed, I did not know. We finally released from each
other wiping our eyes. The I said something so incongruous that later,
alone, I had to chuckle.

	"How about we order pizza for dinner?"

	The ice was broken. Everyone laughed.

	"Okay if we talk over dinner," Jimmy asked?.

	The boys nodded, anger and sobbing gone. Our boys had been ready to
fight or hear a lecture. Our behavior had cemented the relationship we
shared.

	"Why were you home early, papa?" I was papa, Jimmy was dad.

	"We wanted to surprise both of you and take you to dinner. When you
were not in the living room, we went looking for you."

	"Well, you found us and, surprise!"

	"Donny poked his brother. Chill, dude. They would find out
sometime. Not like the walls between our rooms are soundproof."

	"Maybe we should consider doing something about soundproofing, BB."

	"Maybe do like we did for mom. Get them soundproofing headsets."

	I did not think our boys would connect how we referred to their
grandma as mom with the actuality. We always called her mom and they never
questioned the term or familial relationship.

	This time Danny looked at both of us carefully, really studied
us. Turning to Donny then back to us he said.

	"We have never talked about you two and your relationship. We know
you both make love to each other. We know you are gay. We know you both
donated your sperm so we could be born. You always said we were cousins. Is
that all?"

	I looked long at Jimmy. When we decided to have children, we agreed
that we would always tell then the truth. He nodded at me and took my hand.

	It's a detailed story guys."

	"We got all night."

	"Chill Danny. Let them talk. Quit harassing them."

	"Boys, you are our sons. The actual relationship between each other
and us had to be kept secret, as you will learn."

	"I knew it," pumped Donny. "You are spies in a secret witness
program."

	Danny glared at his brother. Jimmy chuckled.

	"Not exactly. Though this story would be more interesting if what
you said had truth to it. Much less complex than that."

	"You are partly correct. We are hiding but only from the public. No
one needs to know the details of our relationships. In fact, if the wrong
people find out, there might be a problem."

	I had their attention. I kissed Jimmy's hand.

	"I have known your dad since he was born. We grew up together and
have been in love since the very first day mom brought him home."

	Jimmy added. "My first memories are of your papa caring for me."

	Our boys still did not get it.

	"Danny, Donny, you are not cousins, you are half-brothers."

	The room stood silent, then Danny spoke. "If we are half-brothers,
you guys are brothers. Oh my god. And mom is our grandma and your mother."

	"Can you see why no one outside our family can know?"

	"She's okay with you two, like being together?"

	"She encouraged it."

	"Do you think she will be okay with us. Wait. Are you okay with us?
You did see us having sex. How can you be okay with what you saw."

	"Boys, we could not be happier. When mom finds out, she might throw
you two a coming out party. Now, we are glad you are making love. Don't
call it having sex. You love each other; you make love."

	"This wasn't our first time. We have been doing this for over a
year."

	"Just the first time you were caught, huh Danny?" I smiled to let
our sons we were okay with them and their love.

	Jimmy added. "It's best if you close your door when you do not want
to be seen. We will knock and only enter if you tell us to come in. There
are some activities that a parent need not see, even if they are okay with
the behavior."

	"If you want advice, come to us about anything."

	"Yeah, you old guys are very experienced," Danny snarked.

	We all laughed.

	Donny asked, "How about soundproofing the wall?"

	"Ball gags or socks are way less expensive," Jimmy said.

	Our sons looked at each other, puzzled.

	"You two have a lot to learn."

	Jimmy and I kissed.

	Out of the corner of my eyes I saw our boys kiss deeply and hold
each other. I had a feeling TV night would become much more interesting.



I could continue with this story, explore Danny and Donny's love and life
more. For now, I have other stories to write. Maybe in the future. Thanks
to all who wrote. acgib1943@protonmail.com