After we fucked the first night Uncle Reece stayed at my apartment, there was no question where he’d be staying the next night. There wasn’t even a question of him sleeping in the guestroom. He shared my bed and we fucked like bunnies. It was like we were making up for all those years of trying hard not to think about each other.
I know life has been hard for Uncle Reece since Aunt Glynda kicked him out. From things he has said, I get the feeling that his sex life took a big hit. On one hand, he broke up his family to have the freedom to have the kind of sex he wanted, needed, to be able to have. On the other, having sex with other men broke up his family and left his son without a father. That’s a lot of guilt for a man to bear and every time he had sex it was there like a shadow in the room…
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