Stepuncle Reece was just getting out of the shower as I was walking by. Out of the corner of my eye, I thought he looked like my stepdad. He caught me staring at him and asked if I needed the bathroom. I told him what I saw but he said that I look more like my stepdad than he did. I don’t think I look like my stepdad at all. Of course, both of us standing there almost naked was bound to lead to us heading for the bedroom. While we were standing beside the bed kissing, I realized what it was really all about. My stepdad was not a bad stepfather. He tried his best, but looking back, I don’t think he was really comfortable with kis, any kis. He was more open, as I got older, but, by then, we were distant from each other, and I was figuring out that I was gay, which just made me pull away more. I always like my Stepuncle Reece. A lot! But he was just my stepuncle, so we only saw each other so much. Then, of course, he disappeared.

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