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I was minding my own business when my mom decided that she needed to be married to a new man. I was fat all my life. I went from fat baby to fat boy. I never really had any friends. At 16-years-old still no one seemed to like me. What I thought was a curse would turn out different with a new father.

I was 5′ 9″, weight 220 lb., and brown hair with green eyes average look. I had just started to grow hair on my chin, which I found to be kewl. Yet I didn’t think much else about myself was good. I felt funny about myself because I was a blob. No girls even talked to me except to ask me questions about school assignments. I did have one thing in my favor. I was smart, very smart and read every kind of book I could get my hands on.

Well the day that I was to meet my new dad was a big shock. He was 5′ 9″ and as harsh as could be with black hair and brown eyes, kind of on thin side. He looked like he would treat me badly. But my mom really loved him, who was I to say anything. I loved my mom and wanted her happy. She had always been a really great mom.

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My name is Jason Stack, and this is about my boys and me (the one that were left to me).

I fooled around with a friend when I was but 16 but just a little jacking off nothing more. But at the age of 24 that would change. My 5 nephews had come for a visit; and about at the end of the second week, I got a phone call. The plane than my older brother and his wife were on had crashed. They left in their will to me $500,000.00 and two horny nephews 14 and their 3 younger brothers. Given that my parents had died a few years earlier and since there was not other family the short visit turned a lifetime with me. I had no idea what was coming it was only October 1st and Christmas was around the corner. It was the best one I could make. I spent more than I should have. I had moved into the family estate of my brother and his wife, it made it better for the boys, plus there was plenty of room with like 10 bedrooms.

I soon realized that it had been since I was 17 and been sent off to collage what being a boy was all about. I was way to young to go off to college as I look back. I had gotten lazy and dropped out of medical school and became a nurse’s practitioner eventually. It almost paid the same as a doctor, my girlfriend that always wanted to get married for the last year was happy enough with the amount. But when the 5 nephews came to live with me she dropped me as fast a fire thru a paper factory. We had only fooled around a few times with it ending in intercourse once. But that was some time ago six months to be exact when everything changed.

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Travis Neal grew up with a young lady taking care of his house. She was kind and sweet. She had been married only a few years when her husband died. But she still called herself Mrs. Lane. She had a boy named Philip the same age that looked a lot like his dad and him. She was also very pretty and smile nice to him and showed a lot of love. When his mother died, she was there for his dad and him. They were glad she was there.

The boys got along good and went to school together and everything. They were quite a pair. One day when we both were almost 12. Mr. Neal bought a computer for his son. School had just gotten out for the summer and figured it would be a good time to get his son a computer. “Make sure you share with Philip.” He told his dad no problem. Mr. Neal worked hard and didn’t spend too much time at home. He had buried himself in his work. That left the house to the three. Mrs. Lane made sure the boys were taken care of. Dad had no idea about the dangers of the Internet. Travis found out about women first hand and up close. He was looking at a website when Philip walked in. “Shit she’s has big tits.” Said Philip. “O Yeah. I’ve seen better.” Said Travis. “How many pairs have you seen?” “More than you.” “O Yeah?” “Hey I’ll show you. I’ve only seen two others see.” Travis hit the back button on the browser. There were two girls going down on two guys facing the screen. “OK so now you’ve seen as much as me. Happy.” Said Travis. “Sort of. I want to see more. It’s giving me a boner.” “Yeah me to. I think it’s suppose to.” The boys had already masturbated in front of each other a few times, nothing else. Philip was the first to pull down his shorts. Travis did the same. Both boys were really getting into as they looked thru different sites. They both shot a load of cum.

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When I was 18 years old, my mother left us. Or rather, my dad kicked her out. She’d been cheating on him, not with one other man, but several. He’d tolerated it for some time, but finally had enough. I was glad to see her go. She’d never been a real mother to me. She was never home, spending many nights away and coming home at dawn, drunk and mean. She was a horrible woman, and I hated her. How often I longed for a mother like those of my friends. My dad and I cooked all the meals and handled all the other domestic chores. I never knew why it took so long for him to get rid of her.

Now, it was just dad and me, Ron and Jeff Snelling, carrying on as always with our lives, but without her. It took several months for dad to get his nerves settled down and realize he had his life back. He was only 38 years old when she left, and it was only after that when I could see the color come back in his cheeks and a more frequent smile sweep over his lips. His sense of humor returned and he began to look younger. He’d been a champion distance swimmer in college and still had that drop dead gorgeous swimmer’s body

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Greg Roberts returned home from his law practice every evening at six o’clock in time for supper. He would have one Scotch and soda with his wife, and would sit down for supper, joined by his two children, Scott, 17, and Melissa, 15. They would always converse amicably about the day’s activities and the world news. Greg would then usually retire to his office on the second floor to work on his briefs and the various cases he had pending, while his children went to their own rooms to do their homework.

Greg was the perfect picture of the proverbial middle class, suburban husband and father. His family enjoyed not only a certain social prominence in the community, but lived in a fine two-story house on an eight-acre lot with a pool and a tennis court. He attended church regularly with his family, volunteered on Thanksgiving and Christmas Day each year to help at the local shelter serving meals to the indigent, and was an active member of his neighborhood action committee. His children were honor students in high school and participated in a host of school activities.

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