Date: Mon, 31 Oct 2016 08:58:19 -0500
From: Jake Stone <studbluecollar@gmail.com>
Subject: Buck, Part 14 (gay: incest)

Where we left them:

As Roy got up to follow Oscar Buck said to him, "Can Brodie live with us?".

Roy stopped in his tracks for a minute and then said, "Is that what
you want Neal?"

"Yes sir, if you'll have me." Neal said. Still out of breath.

"Will your parents be a problem?"

"No sir."

"Alright" and then Roy continued into the house.

"Yahoooo!" Buck shouted. Then he grabbed Brodie and made out with him
all over again. "Remember how I said you were mine?"

"Yeah" Brodie looked at Buck love struck.

"I share with my family" Buck stated.

"Fine with me" Brodie said as he went back in for a kiss.

"You live here, you're my family too. Just like Oscar." Buck continued.

"Even better"

Part 14:

Chuck Brodie, Neal's father, was already in a foul mood when he, his
wife and their daughter got back on Wednesday. The trip had not gone
well. He wasn't getting along with Helen, his wife, real well and the
trip to go see her family just made it worse. Her family's success was
in his face the whole. The contempt her parents had for him was
written all over their faces.

To make things worse Susan, his daughter, seemed to side with her
mother on everything. She seemed downright hostile to him every now
and then.

It also didn't help that Helen's parents lived the lifestyle, in Bel
Air of all places, that he could never afford to give Helen. At the
beginning she said she didn't care how poor they would be as long as
they had each other. But he knew as the years went by that she missed
her old life more and more. This trip proved that to be more true than
any other.

Now that Susan was 14 she saw the things she could have had if her
momma had married better. Now it seemed like the two of the were
conspiring against him.

Looking back, as they drove home, Chuck tried to remember where his
life all went wrong.

Chuck and Helen were high school sweethearts. He was playing varsity
football, although he never made quarterback like his son, and he was
really popular. Helen was a book worm. He wasn't into the slutty
cheerleaders. He found the intelligent, cute girl that hung out at the
library much more attractive.

Helen, of course, loved the attention from the strikingly good looking
Chuck Brodie. He had a powerful build that made her weak.

Helen began to even tutor Chuck, as they got to know each other
better, so that he could graduate at a higher grade point. During this
time she fell head over heels in love with the brute. He wasn't real
smart but he was charming and good looking.

At the time they all were living in a modest area of Los Angeles. The
Valley. Helen's father was doing well as an exec in the movie business
but hadn't quite made it to the upper middle class status while she
was still in school. That would come later.

Chuck's parent were middle, middle class. His dad was comfortable as a
car dealership manager and provided a pretty good life.

Right after graduation Helen became pregnant with Neal. They had only
had sex twice in the six months they dated. Chuck thought he was being
careful. So did Helen. Helen always loved the way Chuck didn't force
the issue of sex on her and Chuck always liked that she didn't expect
sex. He seemed not to be made for it. Really wasn't all that
interested.

Helen's parents were mortified. It wasn't the life they wanted for
their daughter. But Helen was in love and Chuck was taking
responsibility so they married before the summer was out.

Wasn't the way Chuck saw his life going either. He liked Helen and he
respected her. She was smarter than him. He figured she'd go off to
college and then he'd get a job and live as a bachelor. He was never
really in love with her.

After the wedding he got a job with a construction firm. He worked his
way to being a framer. New homes. When Neal was 10 and Susan was six
his firm got him to move out to Palm Springs area. Construction was
booming out there and he would work steadily for years to come.

That's when the divide between Helen and Chuck was born. She hated
Palm Springs. It was hot and dusty. The sand storms were irritating.
They lived in a double wide mobile home while her parents had just
moved to Bel Air.

Now 8 years later, with really only Susan to take care of, Helen was
reevaluating her life. She was only 35 and could go back and get her
degree at anytime. Life with Chuck had been fun in the beginning but
he wasn't making enough money and, even though he looked like he was a
sexual god, he rarely made advances towards her.

Behind Chuck's back Helen had actually arranged for her and Susan to
go back to Bel Air before school started in the fall. She would leave
Chuck and pursue her own education. Her parents would bankroll her for
the next four years elated that Helen had finally come to her senses.

As far as Helen saw it, Chuck would still have Neal, they were two
peas in a pod. Neal's big ambition was to become a mechanic of all
things. She couldn't push him into higher education no matter how hard
she tried. And Neal seemed to relish in the same loner lifestyle that
his father did. They both were strange compared to other guys. Both of
them a girls wet dream but Neal rarely dated. And he didn't have many
friends. A quarterback on the high school team and he didn't have many
friends. It was so strange to her.

Although, when she thought about it, she would be embarrassed to bring
friendd home to a double wide on a dusty dirt road.

It's not that Neal and Chuck were close. In fact Chuck was really hard
on Neal and showed little affection. But who did Chuck ever show
affection to?  He was pretty cold especially the older he got.

But, she had to admit, Chuck didn't look much different than he did in
that senior year of high school. Anyone looking at the man would get
weak kneed and wet. Well, except Helen anymore, she knew the book
didn't match the cover. He wasn't real smart and was a dud in bed.

Chuck, on the other hand, knew why he was so hard on Neal. He saw so
much of himself in the boy. He hoped he wouldn't make the same
mistakes he did and get trapped in a life like his. He wanted the boy
to steer clear from getting anyone pregnant and work on getting his
own life started.

Chuck knew his marriage was probably ending soon. He had come to terms
with it. Helen didn't love him anymore, much less like him, and Susan
was just like her momma. Neal was eighteen and would be fine.
Thankfully Chuck's aunt lived in Palm Springs during the winter. They
used her address so Neal and Susan could go to better schools.

When they got to the trailer it was late. Susan went right to bed.
Didn't even say goodnight to Chuck.

Chuck grabbed a beer and sat at the kitchen table. He felt something
stirring in the air and was prepared for it.

"We have to talk" Helen started.

"Go on" Chuck said.

"Next week the school year is over. I think it would be best if Susan
and I went to my parents for the summer and then I was thinking of
enrolling her in the school in Bel Air. Then I would go to the
University and work on getting a degree." Helen said very business
like.

"Helen, why the hell don't you just spit it out, you're leaving me and
taking Susan with you." Chuck said without a hint of anger in his
voice. As said earlier, he had come to terms with it and frankly, he
couldn't wait for it all to be over with.

"Well I was trying to soften the blow. But you've always been direct
with me so I guess I owe it to you to be direct also. You're right. We
had a good run but it hasn't been right for a while now. My parents
offered to put me through school and I'm going to take them up on it.
Meanwhile, Susan will go to an even better school, education is
important to her." Helen said.

"Yeah, and it's not to Neal, he's a lot like me I guess" Chuck replied.

"That is an understatement Chuck. He's a carbon copy. I hope this
mechanic thing works out for him. Speaking of which, where is he, his
car wasn't outside?" Helen all of a sudden realized she should be
concerned for her first born.

"Hell if I know. He's eighteen. Graduating soon. Hopefully that car of
his didn't breakdown and leave him stranded. He'll call if he needs
us." Chuck tried to sound confident. Although it was unlike his son to
be out this late on a school night. He had limited friends and only
horsed around on weekends.

Just then the phone did ring. Helen went to answer it. "Hello", "Oh
Neal, we were just wondering...", "Oh, ok, everything alright?", "Ok,
we'll see you tomorrow then", "Bye".

"Well...?" Chuck asked.

"He's staying at Buck Greer's house. You know the kid, he's Neal's
teammate, he said they've been hanging out since we've been gone. Said
it was late and he would just go to school from Buck's house. I guess
he only lives a few blocks from the school." Helen answered.

"That's strange. I didn't even know he hung out with the Greer boy"
Chuck said. Chuck saw the Greer family at the games. There was no
wife. Just the father and his younger son and some Hispanic dude. Saw
them all at every gave actually. Never really wondered about it all
till now.

"Me either. But he never really tells us much about who he hangs out
with and who he doesn't." Helen said.

Now that Neal interrupted their conversation they both fell silent.
Helen realized how much the conversation had taken out of her and
decided to go to bed.

"I'll just stay in Neal's room since he's not here. We'll figure
something else out later." Chuck said feeling like it was the right
thing to do. He was happy she ended the nightmare for him. He's been
miserable for years. It's time they start this new life as soon as
possible.

"You're sure?" Helen asked, mostly out of politeness, because there
was a hint of relief in her voice.

"Yeah, I'm sure" he let out a heavy sigh. He was relieved also.

He also had to be at work in the morning. He missed three days of pay
because of the trip. He was going to have to make that up somehow.

He went into the room that he 'used' to share with Helen and grabbed
cloths for the next day. No need to get her up in the morning by
barging in and getting work cloths.

He took his cloths and when he got into Neal's room he closed and
locked the door. Wasn't as messy as most teenager's rooms but it had
that locker room smell to it. A smell Chuck really missed when he
thought about it.

He stripped down and laid in Neal's unmade bed naked. No pretense
tonight. Didn't have to please the wife. She made him wear underwear
and pajama bottoms to bed. He always hated cloths but didn't want to
make waves. Now that he thought about it he's been beaten down for 18
years. No wonder he's been miserable.

The bed smelled like a man slept there. Not his kid. He kept
forgetting how masculine his boy had become. For some reason the scent
woke something up. His cock. He put one arm behind his head. His own
scent mixing in with the beds. Never one for deodorants, which drove
Helen nuts, his pit was ripe from the drive home. He appreciated his
own scent.

He reached down and felt his growing piece. Been a long time since he
rubbed one out. If it wasn't for the blow jobs he got from Eduardo on
the framing crew he would forget what his cock was for. That dude
loved to suck cock. Who was Chuck to say no. All it took was a nod
from Chuck towards Eduardo during work to get the ball rolling. At the
end of the day, when the rest of the crew was gone, he would find
Eduardo on the second floor of a house they were working on. Naked and
kneeling on the floor.

The dude licked every inch of Chuck. He loved to eat the sweat from
Chuck's body. Especially Chuck's pits. Although Chuck never returned
the favor. Never touched the guy. He wanted to but his pride got in
his way. It was one thing to be serviced by a dude but you cross the
line when you do it in return. He wasn't ready to cross the line. Not
with a wife and two kids at home. Although that would all change soon.

Eduardo on his knees sucking his cock. It is a fine sight. He's about
5'6" and built. Smooth brown skin. Loves to service Chuck. Sometimes
they are there for an hour after everyone leaves. Eduardo gives him a
nice tongue bath and then sucks him dry. And that's it. Eduardo
doesn't even get himself off.

So here he is in his son's bed. Rubbing his cock. Thinking of Eduardo.
What does that say about him. Then his thoughts went to Neal. He
shivered at the  implications of that thought. But the kid was so much
like him. He wondered. Wondered what that boy did to get off.

He looked over at his night stand. Three drawers. Chuck and Helen
never came in Neal's room, never looked in his drawers, never had a
reason to. But now Chuck was here. Wondering about his boy. What
secrets he might have.

He reached over to the top drawer. Nothing much there. Gum, notebook
from school. Team photos. A spark plug, used, probably from his car.
Chuck had to let out a soft chuckle to that.

The next drawer, much of the same, nothing very surprising.

The third drawer. A 'Muscle and Fitness' magazine right on top. No
surprise. The one hobby the boy had besides cars was working out and
football.

Under that magazine was a 'Drummer, The Leather Fraternity' magazine.
Had a built guy with some sort of leather gear on. Biker magazine?
Chuck opened it up. It was no biker magazine. It was the second issue
of what looked like a sex magazine.'The Leather Fraternity', 'The
Making of a Marine', 'Shaving your Slave', 'Golden Shower Festival',
where the hell did he get this? It was all about men.

Under the magazine was a dildo. Shaped just like a cock. What the
fuck? And a small can of Crisco right next to it. Neal is queer? His
own son? Couldn't be. He's a totally normal dude. Built like a shit
brick house. Good looking. Stud actually. But so was Chuck. And Chuck
was dealing with feelings of his own.

But he likes men? He stick this dildo up his ass? Neal likes it up the
ass? Does he make believe it's a dude he knows? Eduardo said Chuck
could fuck him. He never said yes but he never said no either. He left
that option open. Eduardo has a nice ass. Muscular and firm, round. So
does Neal. Shit, Neal. What the hell is he thinking of Neal's ass for?
Well, his boy is built just right, that's for sure. Big bubble butt
with a small waist. Shit. He has to stop thinking of Neal that way.
It's his son for God's sake.

Neal's been with the Greer boy since we left? Could they? Nah. He's
not thinking straight. His hard cock has him thinking crazy shit.
Although Greer is a looker. What's his name? Buck. Yeah that's it,
Buck. He's a handsome kid. Not like Neal. Neal is 'movie star'
handsome. Buck is sexually handsome.

As he was thinking about Buck and Neal together he was pulling on his
own cock without even realizing it. The next thing he knew he was
coming all over his stomach.

What the fuck was that all about? he thought. He cleaned himself up
and pushed the thoughts out of his mind. Sleep overtook him.

The next morning he woke up at 5:30 like clock work. He thought about
a shower but then said, "Fuck it" to himself. He put on his worn pair
of 501's, decided to say fuck it to the underwear too, and slipped on
a tee shirt. The shirt he grabbed had its arms cut off and was sliced
down the side. Usually the shirt he used for yard work. Not work work.
But he was feeling cocky today. Show off for Eduardo. Fuck, now he was
thinking about Eduardo's ass. It's like Helen freed him. All these new
thoughts going on in his head. He hurried and put on some socks and
boots and he was ready to go.

The crew started at 6:00 am due to the heat. So he headed straight out
so he could stop at a doughnut shop and get some coffee. He hadn't
left the house without a shower in years. And he felt good about it.
His scent followed him all the way to work.

He got his coffee and when he got back in the car and looked in the
mirror. He toasted himself and whispered, "Here's to your new life
buddy". And he drove to work.

Meanwhile:

Neal woke up not knowing where he was at first. He woke up like that
the past four mornings. He was not used to being in anyone's arms
every morning. Not that he didn't like it. He loved it. Especially
Buck's arms.

He did feel a little guilty though. His parents got home last night
and he kind of blew them off. He wanted one more night with Buck
before he had to explain himself.

Buck was still asleep but holding him tightly. In the few short days
they've been together Neal never felt Buck had second thoughts about
them being together. He didn't have second thoughts either. Everything
about them fit together perfectly. Their interests, their sport and
even better, their bodies.

Neal looked on the other side of the bed and noticed that Benji didn't
sleep there last night. Another thing Neal felt guilty about. Getting
in between Buck and Benji. But Benji had been pretty convincing that
he wasn't worried about it. He had expressed many times that he liked
having Neal around and it was cool to have his own space once in a
while.

Getting Buck up for school had now fallen on him though. Used to be
Benji's job. And Buck was hard to get up. But he figured out a sure
fire way. He crawled under the sheets and put Buck's half hard cock in
his mouth. He marveled at the taste of it every time.

As he worked at it he felt and heard the signs of Buck waking up. Soon
Buck's hands were on Neal's head. Pushing him down on his cock as he
lifted his hips off the bed.

It wasn't long till Buck unloaded breakfast into Neal's mouth. He
loved the taste of Buck no matter what time of day.

"Baby, you never let me get off in your ass in the morning." Buck said
still somewhat groggy.

"So you didn't like?" Neal looked from under the covers.

"Oh no. I always like. I love actually. Now get up here and kiss me."

"Ok. But we have to get up. Can't be late." he met Buck's face and
they gave each other the love through that kiss that they could never
gotten anywhere else.

As they showered together Neal washed Buck's body. Lathering him up
better than he could ever have done himself. Buck always returned the
favor.

Once they were dry Neal said, "I'm going to go to my Dad's
construction site after school. I want to talk to him alone before I
talk to my Mom too. Even though he's gruff he and I connect pretty
well. It will be easier this way."

"You sure you don't want me to go with you? I could wait in the
truck." Buck said.

Neal thought about it and then said, "Ok. I'll give you the sign if he
wants to get validation that your dad is on board and stuff otherwise
you can stay in the truck. We get out of school at 2 and the job site
ends there day at 2:30. We can just wait for him by his truck I
guess."

"Sounds good baby. Now one more kiss before we have to turn back into
those straight jock bad boys that I'm getting tired of playing" Buck
said as he went in for a kiss.

"It's almost over. And then we graduate. Then it won't matter." Neal
returned the kiss.

Buck through on a pair of gym shorts (no underwear), a tank top and
tennis shoes without socks. The usual Buck wear. Neal wore almost the
same except he had on a jock.

The day went by pretty quickly. After the last bell Neal met Buck by
his truck. People around school started to notice that the two ex
football players were now inseparable. Neal had over heard one of his
teammates in the lunch room say to another teammate "Yeah, seems like
since the season is over those two don't have to compete to be top dog
on the team anymore so now they're like the best of friends. Weird."
the other guy replied, "Well, I guess it's not that weird. They were
always intense on the field so now they're finally relaxing." Neal
found the conversation amusing.

So now that they were in the truck and headed towards Neal's father's
job site Neal told him about the conversation he overheard. Buck
laughed and said, "Fuck 'em. They just envious that I'm hanging out
with the hottest guy in school." And then he put his hand on Neal's
thigh and squeezed it.

Neal laughed to and it was all forgotten by the time they reached the
site. It was about 2:25 and there were several trucks already leaving.
Neal told Buck to hang back about a half a block away till they saw
his Dad go to his truck. He pointed out the blue Chevy.

They waited until everyone was gone except two trucks. Neal's dad's
and another one. "Strange" said Neal. "I'll go in and see what's
holding him back."

"I'll go with you" Buck said.

Neal thought about it for a second and then said, "OK".

The two walked up to the front door of what was going to be a middle
upper class home. There were no doors or windows in it yet. As they
got to the open doorway they both heard a soft moan coming from
inside.

Buck held Neal back then put his index finger to his lips. He pointed
down to their shoes and he started to take off his tennis shoes. Neal
did the same. But he was still unsure of why Buck wanted to be so
quite.

The concrete slab in the house was cold on their feet. Actually felt
good due to the heat outside. As they walked they made sure to look
out for nails and debris on the floor.

Then the heard another moan, followed by something in Spanish, they
couldn't make it out.

"Oh fuck pinche cabron" they heard again. Neal couldn't figure out
what was going on but Buck could. He got it right away and grinned
over at Neal.

"What?" Neal said in a whisper.

Buck balled up his fists and made a fucking motion with his hips.

"No way!" Neal answered. And as he said it he noticed a bulge in
Buck's shorts. Buck gets excited with a breeze. Sex sounds make him
crazy.

Buck was also starting to sweat big time. He took off his tank top and
threw it on top of their shoes. Whatever was going on Buck wanted to
be a part of it. So he started to get ready.

As they went around a corner of rough walls, sheet rock with wires
hanging out of them, they heard more moans. They were coming from the
stair way. The stairs just had rough boards on them right now.
Probably waiting till the end of construction for the better looking
treads.

They slowly made their way up. Buck leading Neal by the hand. Very quite.

When they got on to the second level, which was a lot less finished
than the first, they could see through a couple of walls of studs.

Bent over a saw horse was a Hispanic dude completely naked. The dude
was built. Above him was a white guy that looked as good as Buck's
father did. He was fucking the Hispanic guy. He could tell by the
family resemblance that it was Mr. Brodie, Neal's dad.

Neal's mouth was hanging open. He didn't know what to say or do. It
was his dad fucking another dude. Buck looked at Neal again. Then
looked down. Neal was shocked but he could also tell he was excited.
He then made Neal look at him as he put his index finger to his lips
again.

He indicated to Neal to stay put out of the sight of his father. Buck
then shed his shorts and slowly walked over to the hot scene. His cock
was already hard as a rock.

When Chuck Brodie noticed him he froze. Totally frozen in fear. Buck
held his index finger to his lips again, this time for Chuck, and
stepped in front of the Hispanic guy.

Chuck, frozen with fear, watched as the naked strapping young athlete
took a spot in front of Eduardo's mouth. Eduardo, being a cock whore,
didn't even flinch. All he saw was a cock in front of his mouth
needing to be serviced. But he did notice that the fucking had
stopped.

While he sucked on the cock in front of him he moved his hips back and
forth to try to get Chuck to start moving again.

Chuck was still in shock. It was that Greer kid. Naked. At his job
site. Getting sucked by Eduardo. It was too late. He was caught. What
does he do.  What was the kid doing here?

Chuck felt Eduardo's ass demanding attention. He was still hard. Buck
looked over at him in that moment and grinned and winked at him at the
same time. A relief came over Chuck. He didn't know where the kid came
from and why he was naked but if he wanted a blow job while he fucked
it was fine with him.

Just as Chuck started getting into it again, while Eduardo was moaning
on Buck's cock, he felt someone else behind him. He looked at Buck and
Buck was looking behind him. Still with that grin on his face. He then
nodded at the person behind him.

Chuck saw a pair of young muscular arms wrap around him. He felt a
naked body up against his back. A hard cock at his thigh. A tongue on
his back.

Then the body started to slide down, licking his back as it went,
until he could see who ever it was was on their knees behind him now.
He felt the hands massaging his ass while he fucked. Splitting his
cheeks apart. Then the tongue licking his sweaty trench. He never felt
anything like it.

Who would do that. First he thought it was the most disgusting thing
that he ever could think of. Then as the tongue found his hole,
licking around it, and then pushing in, he changed his mind. The most
private area of his body was now being explored. The same area he was
fucking on another man.

This got him going harder. The face behind him could barely keep up.
Who ever it was was as much of a pig as Eduardo. And this Greer kid is
just grinning through the whole thing.

Finally he couldn't take it any more. The whole scene was the hottest
thing he had ever experienced in his 36 years. The smells, the
sensations, it was all too much. He unloaded into Eduardo. When the
face behind him felt what was happening they got on their butt, turned
around and put their face right between Eduardo's ass and Chuck's cock
between Chuck's legs. Licking around the ass hole and the cock at the
same time. Tasting Chuck's juice as it spilled from Eduardo's ass down
Chuck's cock.

As Chuck recovered from an incredible orgasm he started to pull out
form Eduardo's hole. Just as he did the strangers mouth caught his
cock and started to clean it off for him. As Chuck looked down to
watch he was in for the biggest shock of the day.

His slimy cock was being cleaned by his own son. Neal was on the
ground looking up at his father with total love and devotion.

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