There is no sex in this story, no Friday night we have to talk, no 10" dicks, no gang bangs, no disrespecting partners but there is some boss interaction. If that's not what you want then press the back arrow.
Growing up my brother, 5 years older than me, made my life hell. He always took my toys, bullied me, pinning me on the ground in front of my friends and my first girl friend at around 11 years old.
When I was 15, I took a girl from school, Tina, to the movies, but bloody Paul invited himself along with us. I noticed in the theater he was holding her hand. After the movie we walked to her house on the way home, I gave her a kiss good bye, but Paul also kissed her, but they held the kiss a lot longer than she did with me.
They gradually got closer as a couple and I was left out of their outings to the pictures, burger places and walks. I complained to my parents but they said if it was meant to be she would be with me, but had chosen Paul. Paul, the favorite son, he worked with dad at the newspaper dad and uncle George owned.
Paul had money he could spend on Tina because of working, but I was part time with school so didn't have the money to compete with him. It soon led to them even sitting in the same room as mum, dad and me, holding hands and giggling whispering to each other. I got up and left the room.
I decided there is not going to be mister nice guy, I was no longer going to be the poor little brother of Paul. Saturday when Tina and I were supposed to be at the movies, I walked past Tina's house, had to go past 3 times before Tina's dad, Vern, came out and asked why I wasn't at the movies with Tina.
"Tina isn't my girlfriend any more, she is Paul's girlfriend." I told him.
"What? he is like 21 and she is just 14, that is not right, what do your parents think about it?"
"They seem quite happy about it, I have complained, but they said get over it." I replied quietly.
"Are they at your place now?" He asked angrily.
"I guess so, the movie is finished now."
We walked to my place and I let Vern and myself in. Dad and mum were in the lounge, no sign of Paul and Tina.
"What are you doing here Vern? But it's good to see you." My dad, Harry said.
"I'm here to get Tina, where is she?" Vern said angrily.
"Er.... she...is with Paul, I'll go and get her." Dad said getting up.
"No, I will go and get her, Jim show me where she is." Vern said looking at me.
I led Vern to Paul's bedroom, the door was shut, before Vern could open the door, I got my phone ready to video. When the door was opened, Paul and Tina were laying on the bed kissing. Vern dragged Paul off the bed onto the floor and took Tina by the arm and dragged her off the bed and out of the room and headed back to the front room where mum and dad sat there quietly.
"Harry you and Marge let this happen. I'm sorry but I am going to get the Police involved." they then stormed out of our house.
"It's all your fault, you caused this to happen. Now look at what is going to happen." My father shouted at me. I just turned and left the room.
That made me make some decisions, I went to see uncle George and explained everything. George lived alone in a 3 bedroom house, his wife, my auntie Sue had died and his sons had moved out.
"It's time you got out of there, my brother has held you back, giving everything to Paul. Come and stay here in Brad's old room."
I told mum and dad I was moving out to live with uncle George and all they said was "OK".
The Police investigation couldn't prove any sexual misconduct so there were no charges laid. Our newspaper never gave the incident much coverage, but the local radio station and the TV station covered it extensively. Due to the embarrassment, Paul left town to work in a newspaper in another city, of course dad got him the job.
While Paul was being trained in the financial side of the business to eventually take over, I was in the production, printing side of the business, trained by uncle George. I joined a gym with boxing and self defense training offered.
For the next five years I trained and developed my fighting skills and size, no more little brother being bullied. I met a girl at the gym and we had been going steady for a couple of years.
With George's training, I became very skilled at the printing, distribution and selling of any print job.
"It's been 5 years and it's time for Paul to come back home and get ready to take over running the business." My father told me in one of the rare times he spoke to me.
"OK." I replied as I walked out of the room.
"It's time for me to move on. I want to really thank you for everything you have done for me. You have been more of a father than my own." I said to uncle George.
"I knew you would have to make this decision sooner or later, I have a friend with a printing company, small stuff but a small newsletter. I have been telling him about your progress, he has a position for you in his production area." Uncle George told me.
I left without telling my parents, I said goodbye to uncle George and my workmates but they never let on to anyone my plans. They didn't like management any more than I did.
After the 500 odd kilometer drive, I entered a smaller town, probably only 30,000 people, looked clean with wide tree lined streets, I was going to like living here. I booked into a motel for a couple of nights to get my bearings.
