Date: Sun, 27 Oct 2002 05:31:24 EST
From: CobbleHillGuy@aol.com
Subject: Crossing the Line chapter 4

Crossing The Line: Chapter Four
By CobbleHillGuy

(This story is a work of erotic fiction. That means I made it up and it's
full of sex--incestuous sex, to be precise. None of these characters are real,
but the law is. So if you're under 18, if this sort of material is illegal
where you live, or if you're offended by the subject matter, stop reading
this and go pick up a Harry Potter book. He does magic and stuff--very
entertaining. This text and all characters contained within are Copyright
2002 CobbleHillGuy and may not be reproduced or transmitted without the
direct permission of the author.)

Previously in Crossing the Line: Dan Russell caught his teenage son, Josh,
masturbating. They were both pretty cool about it, and after catching the kid
a second time, it was decided that nudity and openly jerking off was a-okay
in the Russell house. Dan even joined in. Then Josh sucked his dad off in the
back yard. Later, their wiseacre next door neighbor, Billy O'Reilly, came by
and manipulated Dan into stripping down and whacking off with him. Well, he
THOUGHT he was manipulating him, but Dan is pretty sharp. Then Josh walked
in, all naked, hard, and eager. And now...

*   *   *

"You guys were jerking off together!"

Billy O'Reilly stood, panic-stricken, between Dan Russell and Dan's
17-year-old son, Josh. One hand was secure around his cock. Despite the
teenager's interruption of his and Dan's jerk off session, he was still
hard--maybe even harder than he was a minute ago--but nobody moved. It was as
if the three of them were suspended in time.

As a droplet of pre-jizz dripping from his dick to his bare foot, Josh turned
to his father. "So what happens now, Dad?"

Dan turned to Billy, who looked about ready to pass out, despite his
erection, then back to Josh. "Now we all get dressed, you go to your room and
I talk to Billy."

"But--"

"NOW, Josh. And stay there till I call you."

The boy did as told, and headed up to his room to grab some clothes--but not
without getting off first. He threw himself face down onto his bed, uttering
a muffled "Awesome!" into his pillow. The mattress was firm under his erect
teen-dick, and without even realizing it, he slowly began to grind his hips
into the bed. That grinding became a humping, and in a few seconds he was
fucking his mattress with gusto. His smooth ass cheeks clenched and
unclenched as he bucked his hips up and down, his dick wedged between the
sheets and his flat belly. All he could think about was the sight of his
father and Mr. O'Reilly. Why was Mr. O'Reilly wearing his dad's robe? And
why was his dad naked with Mr. O'Reilly after all that "privacy" talk? They
were obviously jerking off together, but how did it happen? And what would
have happened next if he hadn't interrupted?

His bed squeaked with a steady rhythm, until finally, Josh ejaculated a messy
load onto his sheets. After catching his breath for a second, he sat up,
looked back at his open door, then got down and lapped up whatever he could
of his own cum.

That's when he heard the moaning coming from downstairs.

*   *   *

"Okay, man...we need to get dressed. Pass me my robe and let's talk."

Billy was looking toward the space where Josh had been standing. He couldn't
believe his eyes. The kid was hot...hotter than his father. Hot?!? What the
fuck? That was queer talk. He thought maybe he was drunk, but he'd only had
one beer. Did he even finish it? No. Then it was all the talk about Mindy and
the robe. He just got caught up in the moment...that's all.

Dan waved at Billy. "Uh, hello? Anybody in there?"

"Sorry, Dan-o," Billy said, returning his gaze to his nude friend. Dan had a
hairy, athletic body, and even soft, his dick was impressive. Billy stared at
it, as he slipped off the robe. God, he was so fucking horny right now. He
never thought it feel this fucking good to be naked with another guy and he
didn't want it to end. He wanted to be naked all the time. Is that how Dan
and his kid spent their time alone here? Damn...maybe he could stay a while.

"Look, about Josh. I don't...ah...I don't want you to worry about him. It's
pretty obvious he thought I was still asleep and alone, or else he wouldn't
have come downstairs...like that." Dan took the robe from Billy's outstretched
hand and put it on, but Billy just stood where he was, his clothes scattered
on the floor and his left hand stroking his hefty uncut cock. Dan glanced in
the direction of the stairs. Obviously, there was no sign of Josh--and Dan
knew he wouldn't come down till he was called--but he had to get Billy
dressed and out of here before things got out of control. That was a laugh.
They'd passed "out of control" quite sometime ago.

Billy picked up on Dan's concern. "Ya think he'll come down again?"

"No, I don't think so. Look, we should--"

"Good, `cause I really need to get off. Especially now." He shamelessly
pulled on his dick and stepped closer to Dan. "And it'll be okay if we keep
real quiet. Won't it, Dan-o?"

Dan opened his mouth to protest when the two of them heard Josh's bedsprings
squeaking away, as the boy hump-fucked his mattress.

"Sounds like yer boy has the horns, just like us." The old grinning Billy was
back, this time with a touch of lewdness. "LOOKED like it, too."

Dan was about to put a stop to this scene...to tell Billy to get dressed and
get out. But looking at his friend, and that beautiful cock of his, made it
impossible to do anything else but join him. Dan untied his robe yet again.

"Yeah, buddy...that's it. Let's get off together."

"Fuck yeah," Dan whispered. "You like being naked, don't you, Billy-Boy? You
like showing off that meaty cock of yours, huh?"

"Yeah, man...I do. Ever since this afternoon, it's all I could fuckin' think
about." Billy's dick made slick wet sounds as his foreskin slid back and
forth over his wet cock-head. "You walkin' around in your yard, not a stitch
on...that big cock of yours standin' proud. I wanted to see more of it." He
stepped even closer to Dan. "I wanted you to see MINE."

"That's why you came here tonight, isn't it?" Dan moved forward. The men
were just a couple of inches from each other. "Don't lie. You wanted to get
naked in front of me."

"Uh huh...and I fucking loved doing it. I started throwing a bone the minute I
got my socks off." From upstairs, they could hear Josh's rhythm increase, as
his bed squeaked with a quicker pace. A couple of times there was an audible
`thump' as his headboard hit the wall. Billy looked up at the ceiling.
"Fuck--that kid of yours. I didn't expect THAT!"

Dan raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying you were turned on by my boy?"

"N-no, Danny...I..."

"It's okay. Tell me." Dan moved still closer. Now his and Billy's cocks were
hitting each other as they jacked off. Dan's precum was already dripping on
Billy's dick. Billy used it for lube.

"It's just...when he walked in...no clothes...hard." Billy was reaching for Dan's
cock as he spoke. "I just thought...I imagined...the two of you walkin' around
like that all the time. Hard and nude...and his pecker...it's so damn BIG for a
kid!"

"Takes after his old man, I guess. So what if I told you we DID walk around
like that all the time?" Dan now had hold of Billy's prick and was jerking it
with a smooth and steady force. "Would that turn you on?"

"Uhhh..."

"WOULD that turn you on? Would you wanna hang out here all day and watch us
show off?"

"Danny...I'm..."

The squeaking of the bed reached a crescendo as Josh spunked into his sheets.
The headboard banged once. Twice. Then silence.

"What if I told you that I caught him beating off in his room the other day?
Then he walked into the bathroom covered in white and juicy cum right in
front of me?" Billy's dick seemed to swell in Dan's hand.

"Oh, God...yeah..."

"What if I jerked off with my son ALL the TIME?!?"

"Uhhh! FUCK!! UHHHH!!!" Billy unleashed a massive volume of jizz into Dan's
hand, onto his cock, and a huge amount all over his feet, just as Josh had
done twice already.

In an instant, it was over. Billy seemed to come to his senses, he blinked as
if coming out of a trance and looked around guiltily. He quickly gathered his
clothes and dressed in silence. Dan hadn't even moved from the spot he was
standing in.

"Dan...um...I'm real sorry `bout this," Billy was backing toward the door. "I
didn't mean to imply that you and Josh were...aw, shit, I'd just better go."
And with that, he was gone. The door closed behind him and Dan was left alone
in the living room.

He looked down at his jizzy feet and smiled. "Josh," he called out, "C'mon
down here!" He wiggled his toes, and in a low voice added, "I've got
something for you."

*   *   *

After lapping up his own load from his bedsheet, Josh had stepped into a pair
of buttonfly jeans. Shirtless and barefoot, he sat on the edge of his bed,
listening to Mr. O'Reilly stammer his way out the front door. Mr. O'Reilly
TOTALLY jerked off in front of his dad! He was definitely the one doing all
the moaning. All Josh could hear from his father was some whispering. Was he
talking dirty to his buddy? Nah...that couldn't be possible! But wasn't
EVERYTHING they'd done over the last few days impossible? Suddenly, the idea
that his dad got Mr. O'Reilly to cum wasn't so strange after all.

A second after the door slammed, Dan called for Josh to come downstairs. The
boy stood up and looked in the mirror, wondering if he should put on a shirt
or take off his jeans. It sounded like Mr. O'Reilly was gone, but since his
dad had ordered him to get dressed, the jeans were a safe bet. He quickly
padded downstairs.

Josh found his father standing near the coffee table, with his short, white
robe hanging open. His 10-inch hard dick stood erect. As the teenager neared
the older man, he could clearly see generous amounts of cum on Dan's stomach,
in his pubes, and on his dick. There were a few splashes on his legs, too,
and his feet were COVERED with the stuff.

Dan gestured toward the boy. "Come here," he said. His hand was wet and
dripping with spunk.

Josh appeared to be looking at the ground, but he was actually staring at his
dad's feet. "I guess you wanna talk about what happened. I'm really sorry,
Dad. I didn't mean to mess things up for you and Mr. O'Reilly."

"We can talk later, kiddo. For now, I thought you might want a little treat."
Dan took a couple of steps back and sat down on the couch. Then he propped
his feet up on the coffee table. Josh's dick was already hard and creating a
nice bulge in his jeans as he took in the sight of his father's size 12 feet.
"Go ahead and lick `em, Joshie," Dan said, "I know you want to."

With a smile, Josh fell to his knees and immediately began licking the soles
of his father's feet. They were big and surprisingly smooth against his
tongue. He worked his way up to Dan's long toes, sucking them one, two, three
at a time. That was when he got his first taste of Billy's recent deposit.
"This isn't yours, is it, Pop?"

"Nope." Dan was slowly stroking his cock while watching his eager son work on
his feet. Josh's mouth felt really good, and Dan decided that this would have
to be a regular part of their activities. "How does it taste?"

"Mmmm...," was all the boy could muster, as he lapped up as much of Billy's
seed as he could get.

"That good, huh?" Dan said. Suddenly he leaned forward, raised his right leg
and, using his hands, pulled his own foot toward his mouth. "I think I should
see for myself."

Josh looked on in amazement as Dan sucked his own toes. He'd never seen
anything like that--never even thought such a thing was possible. And it was
so damn hot! For a second, he forgot about sucking his father's toes, and
just watched Dan get off on himself.

Dan found that he really did enjoy this foot-licking thing. He thought he'd
just do it to give Josh a thrill--and he wasn't even sure if he'd be flexible
enough to pull it off--but he found that as long as he held onto his leg, he
could easily suck his own toes. Billy's cum tasted GREAT, what little Josh
had left of it, and Dan was getting even more turned on. Using his right hand
to hold his foot, Dan reached down and started jerking off with his left.
God, this felt fantastic!

Josh's eyes went from Dan's foot-licking tongue to his rock hard cock and
back again. Then he stood up, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off. Dan's
eyes traveled up and down the boys body. His teen dick was erect again and
leaking a steady stream of juice. Josh scooped a bit of that precum up and
tasted it. "Dad, that's just so fuckin' hot!"

"Mmmm...ya think so?"

"Yeah...I do."

"Why don't you come here and help me out?"

On shaky legs, Josh approached his father. Dan was still working on his foot
as Josh sat on the arm of the couch and leaned forward. He put his hands
around Dan's and together the two of them went to work on Dan's toes, their
tongues brushing against each other, sucking, licking. Billy's cum-traces
were long gone, as they slicked up Dan's foot with their mouths. For a moment
they were face to face, looking deeply into each other's eyes with pure lust,
and Dan had to let go of his dick for fear of cumming on the spot. Josh was
clearly in a state of ecstasy, occasionally letting out little moans of
pleasure. Their faces were wet with saliva when Dan finally put his foot down
on the floor. Josh backed away, stroking his cock.

"Hey, where ya goin'?" Dan asked, and pulled the boy toward him. The moment
Josh had been waiting for had finally come. Despite all the masturbation, the
cock-sucking and the toe-licking, what he most wanted to do was kiss his
father--and that's what was happening now. Dan's soft lips, offset by a bit
of stubble on his chin, pressed against Josh's anxious mouth. Their tongues
touched and swirled around each other, as they lost themselves in the moment.
This wasn't a sex game anymore. They were making out. Somehow, for both of
them, it made everything real.

Dan lay back on the couch, allowing Josh to fall forward onto his muscular,
hairy body. Without needing any direction, Josh started working his way down
his dad's chest, licking his nipples, nibbling on them. Dan put a hand on the
back of Josh's head, not pushing him in any particular direction, but as a
way of letting the boy know that he was making his father feel good.

>From Dan's nipples, Josh worked his way down to his stomach--tasting even
more of Billy O'Reilly's load--then lower to his cock. He gave it a passing
kiss, sucked up a bit of precum from the tip, then continued down to his
father's balls. The massive orbs were covered in a light dusting of hair, and
Josh lost himself in the musky scent of his dad's sweaty nuts. There was more
of Billy's cum down here, and Josh got it all before it dried.

Spreading his legs to give his son better access to his balls, Dan realized
that he'd never had sex this good in his life. Not with Sheila, not with the
dozen or so women he'd screwed before getting married, not even with his
brother Scott when they were kids. Who'd have guessed that his son--his
boy--would be able to take him to such heights of pleasure? It couldn't get
better than this.

But it did.

As he continued to lick Dan's nuts, Josh used his arms to push his father's
legs apart. Dan went along willingly, not realizing what was coming next.
Laying flat on the sofa, Josh's hot tongue targeted Dan's hairy asshole.
"Oh, FUCK," Dan shouted, as the teenager eagerly lapped his tight hole.
"Joshie...what're you...? FUCK!" He spread his legs even wider. Josh was humping
the sofa cushions as his mouth secured itself on his dad's sphincter. His
tongue began to probe--to push--against Dan's virgin butthole. "Yeah,
Joshie...taste that hole..."

Josh felt awesome--like there were no limits on what he could do with his fathe
r. Here he was eating his dad's ASSHOLE! He didn't even need to ask.
Incredible! As he darted his tongue in and out of Dan's ass, occasionally
licking it up and down or slurping up his own spit and Dan's butt-sweat, Josh
reached up and ran his  index finger over the tight little opening. He knew
his dad liked playing around back there--they'd both done it in front of each
other. Josh decided to go for it.

He stopped rimming his father and sat up. Dan began to let his legs relax,
and Josh shook his head. "Keep `em spread for me, Pop."

Dan thought for a moment that Josh was going to fuck him. He definitely
wasn't ready for that. As turned on as he was, fucking was a big step, and
something he'd never had done to him before. Josh's dick was 8 inches and
moderately thick. Dan didn't think that his son's hefty rod would enter his
asshole without a great deal of pain. Still...

His own dick was throbbing, but Josh reached for Dan's instead, and while
jerking him off, the kid slowly worked his middle finger into his father's
spit-slick rectum. Dan immediately let out a moan and spread his legs in the
air. "You like that, Dad, don'tcha?" He gently began to piston his finger in
and out, getting off on the warm, soft feeling of his father's insides.
Dan's cock was iron hard in his other hand, which was already covered in that
infamous Russell precum.

"Mmm...you keep that up and I'm gonna cum, Joshie."

"Not yet, Dad." He slipped another finger into Dan's willing asshole,
practically eliciting a lustful scream from the man. "Bend your knee." Josh
let go of Dan's tool for a second, just long enough to take hold of his
father's calf. Dan understood immediately what the boy wanted, and bent BOTH
of his knees, planting his feet firmly in Josh's face.

"Oh, YEAH!!" Josh yelled, as he picked up where he left off earlier, licking
the soles of his dad's hot feet. As his mouth worked frantically from Dan's
heels to his toes, Josh pushed a third finger into his dad's tight fuckhole.
With his other hand, he stroked Dan's cock in a fast and steady rhythm.

Dan was in a state of sensory overload. Between his cock, his asshole and his
feet, he couldn't decide which was getting the best treatment. With his free
hands he pinched and twisted his nipples, bringing himself even more jolts of
pleasure. And all the while he was watching his boy, doing everything he
could to make his father happy--and having his own damn good time in the
process.

"You tell me when you're gonna cum, Dad, okay? Make sure you...mmmm...make sure
you tell me!" Josh was finger-fucking Dan like a madman, and Dan could have
sworn his dick grew another two inches as his kid deftly manipulated it
toward orgasm.

"Yeah...MMMM...FUCK yeah...I'll tell ya." Dan watched as Josh sucked the big toe
on his right foot. He moved his left foot down, and let it's spit-coated sole
rub against Josh's cock. He was getting close...just another few seconds.

Josh was grinding his hips into Dan's foot. He was about to cum--he could
feel it building up in his balls--but he wanted to hold off until just the
right moment. He had an idea...a plan. The only way he could pull it off was if
his dad was totally distracted, and the only way to distract him was to get
him to cum. He increased the speed of his stroking and tightened his grip on
Dan's dick. On every upswing, he rubbed his thumb over his father's
cockhead, swirling around whatever pre-jizz had dripped out.

"I'm close, Joshie...REAL close," Dan said, practically panting.

"Yeah, Dad...let it happen. Just let that hot fuckin' load shoot all over the
place!" Hard and fast, Josh slammed his fingers into Dan's ass.

"FUCK! FUCK!! YEAHHHH!!" Dan's cock suddenly erupted in a fountain of cum,
and in that very instant, Josh pulled his fingers from his dad's ass, scooted
forward, and rammed his own teenage cock into that moist hole.

"UHHH...YEAH...!" Josh was plowing his Dad's ass, even as his adult dick was
spewing spunk between their bodies.

Dan was surprised by his own reaction. After all of Josh's fingerplay, his
cock felt awesome--there was no pain at all. This was amazing! He spread his
legs wide. "Fuck me, Joshie! Come on, YEAH, DO IT!!"

Josh was pounding away, sliding his pole in and out of Dan's hot ass. This
was like nothing he'd ever felt before. It was so tight...so wet...so fuckin'
warm. He stretched his neck forward a bit so he could kiss his father, and
Dan leaned in so the two of them could make out. He'd already climaxed, and
it would be a while before he could go again, but Josh's cock felt too good
to make him stop.

"UGH! Yeah, baby...c'mon...that's it...kiss me," Dan whispered. Josh's lips
locked onto his, and his fucking picked up its pace.

"Mmm...yeah, Dad...yeah...I think I'm gonna cum."

"Don't pull out, Joshie! Just let it go--right inside me. I wanna feel your
hot load in my ass!"

"YEAH! UGH!!! UHHHH!!!" Josh literally flooded his father's ass with jizz. It
created even more lubrication, and he pumped even faster while he shot. Cum
was dripping out of Dan's hole and onto the couch.

"Shoot it, kiddo! That's right--give me that cumload!"

"Uhhh...uhhhh..." Josh slowly stopped humping, and collapsed into his father's
arms, both of them breathing heavily and exhausted from the incredible sex
they just had.

Josh dozed off in Dan's arms, his softening cock still imbedded in his
father's asshole. Dan stroked the boy's hair and within a few minutes, he
was dozing, too.

*   *   *

A few hours later, they were dressed and sitting in a local restaurant called
King's Crossing. The place was a bit fancier than Josh was used to, but Dan
wanted to talk and they needed to be someplace where they could get a table
far removed from the other patrons. He'd considered having this conversation
at home, but knew that they'd get five minutes into it before attacking each
other with their tongues. This place wasn't crowded, so he'd made a solid
decision.

Josh was looking at his menu and grimacing. "Don't they have hamburgers,
here?"

"You'll get plenty of meat later, kiddo...if you know what I mean. Meanwhile,
why don't you order up some pasta. Maybe something with clam sauce. You like
that, right?"

"Yeah...that sounds good. So're we gonna..." He looked around. "Are we gonna do
it again when we get home?"

Dan scanned the perimeter, too, but there wasn't anyone within earshot.
"You've got a one-track mind, Josh." He sipped his water. "Yeah...I think it's
safe to say we'll mess around later. And tomorrow. But then..."

"Then Ryan comes home."

"Don't sound so disappointed. He's not staying forever...and need I remind
you, he's your brother. I expect much joy when he gets here. No sour
looks--and no sneaking into my room at night."

Josh grinned. "I WOULDN'T."

Dan winked back at the boy. "'Course you wouldn't. You're the picture of
teenage innocence. My asshole can attest to that."

"Heh...sorry. I just got carried away. Did I hurt you?"

"No. I'm a little sore...but it's a GOOD kinda sore, if that makes any sense."
The waiter was heading over, so Dan quickly changed the subject to school,
but after he took their orders and left, Dan went back to the main topic:
sex. "I guess you want to know about what happened with Billy."

"You guys were up to something. I saw and heard plenty. He's hot!"

He never thought he'd get to the point in his life where he regarded another
man as a sexual object, but a lot had changed these last few days, and he had
to agree. "Yeah, he IS hot. But he's an outsider...don't forget that."

Dan briefly recapped his encounter with Billy in the yard earlier that day,
and followed up with a just-the-facts report on their j/o session. "I'm
pretty sure Billy just thinks we're nudists. From the way he acted before he
left, he seemed to be feeling some guilt over thinking...implying...that there
was something `funny' going on between you and me."

"What did he say?"

"Not much. He just apologized a lot for anything he might have said or hinted
at where you're concerned." Dan put down a breadstick he was working on as
the waiter returned with their appetizers. Once again, Josh's report card
became a major concern while the plates were put down. "I think he likes
you," Dan said, after the waiter sauntered off.

"Who? THAT guy?" Josh looked at the waiter--a somewhat paunchy older
gentleman--with an expression of utter dread.

"Relax, Joshie. I meant Billy."

"Get outta here!"

"I'm not kidding. I think seeing you pushed him over the edge. I guess I
helped. I was sorta taunting him with the idea of the two of us being naked
and jerking off...like it was a fantasy or something. And it really got him
going. Then it got him the guilts."

"Jeez. So what happens now? Are you gonna talk to him about it?"

Dan chewed on a forkful of salad. "I dunno...I think if I bring it up, he'll
freak out. It's probably best to leave him alone for a while. I get the
feeling that his dick will lead him back for another round, guilt or no
guilt. I'm not worried about him saying anything, if that's what you're
getting at. But I don't want you thinking you've got the all-clear to go
after him."

"You mean I can't thank him for cumming all over your feet?"

"Ah...that'll be a `no,' Joshie."

They finished off their appetizers and by the time their meals came, they had
moved on to more run-of-the-mill topics: Ryan's visit, Josh's buddy Mitch's
family woes and, much to Josh's disdain, a real discussion of his report card.

They were just about done with dinner when Dan's cellphone rang. It was Ryan.

"Hey, Daddy-o!"

"Hey, punk! What's doin'? You're not calling to cancel on us, are you?
We've just finished cleaning the house, and if you don't show, I think
you're brother's gonna finish YOU." Across the table, Josh playfully waved a
fist at the phone.

"Nope, I'm still coming. Where are you guys? I...I tried calling the house and
got the machine."

"We're at King's Crossing, just finishing up."

"The Crossing, huh? I'LL probably get stuck with McDonalds."

"You'll have White Castle and like it, smartass."

Ryan giggled on the other end of the phone.

"So what's up? Are we still picking you up at the airport on Saturday? 10:30
flight?" The waiter was clearing away the dishes. Josh was looking around,
bored.

"Uh...yeah...Saturday at 10:30. That's right. I'll be the guy in the tight red
tee-shirt that all the girls are chasing."

"Yeah...you're a regular David Cassidy."

"Who?"

"Never mind. I'm old. Are you gonna tell me what's on your mind, Ry? I get
the feeling there's someth--" Dan stopped talking and looked across the
table. Josh was leaning forward with a wicked grin on his face. Then he felt
the pressure in his lap, and looked down to see Josh's bare foot pressing
against his crotch. It was totally bare--the kid had even taken his sock off.
Dan scanned the restaurant, in a brief moment of panic. Nobody was paying
them any mind--and besides they were sitting in a relatively dark corner. Dan
slouched forward in his chair, pulled the tablecloth over his groin, and let
Josh work his magic. He didn't really know what got Josh started on this
whole foot trip, but he sure was thankful for it.

"Hello? Dad? You still there?"

"Wha--? Oh, yeah--I'm here. Waiter was just dropping off the check."

"I was just wondering if it would be okay if I...um...if I stayed a little
longer?"

"I thought you only had...mmm...two weeks off?" Dan had one hand under the table
and was rubbing Josh's foot, which in turn was rubbing his khaki-clad dick.
They needed to get out of here soon, before Dan had an accident.

"I did, but I...I moved some of my lab assignments around. I thought it'd be
cool to come home for a longer visit."

Dan had the feeling there was more to Ryan's story than the kid was letting
on, but right now he was in no position to discuss it. Josh was doing a great
job with his foot--wait, make that feet. Dan felt a second sockless foot join
the first, and together they were jerking him off under the table.

"Dad?"

"Mmm--yeah, Ryan. That's fine. Home is...well, it's HOME. You're always
welcome...you know that."

"Thanks, Dad. And tell the squirt to stay outta my way, or I'll hang him from
his little jockstrap out the front window."

Dan couldn't be sure, but it looked like Josh might be playing with himself
underneath the tablecloth. His arm was moving slowly and back and forth. Dan
hoped to God the kid at least kept his dick in his pants. "Uhh...I'll tell him
to be on his best behavior. He's pretty psyched to see you, ya know."

Like a child, Josh stuck his tongue out at his father, then quickly licked
his lips and shot Dan a seductive look.

"Really?" Ryan sounded genuinely surprised. "Well, I'll be home before he know
s it. Tell him to keep his socks on."

Dan laughed out loud and pointed at the phone as he told Josh, "He says to
keep your socks on."

Josh's mouth dropped open and his feet fell from Dan's lap. Then he smiled.

"So I'll see you on Saturday, then?"

"Heh...yeah...Saturday."

"Love you, punk."

"I love me, too. See ya, Dad!"

As Dan slipped his cellphone into his pocket, he could see Josh nervously
attempting to replace his footwear as the waiter really did drop off the
check. "Something's up with your brother."

"What? Is he bringing some chick home?"

Dan's eyes widened slightly. "Hmm...I hadn't thought of that. But no--he'd
brag if it was a girl. Ryan's hiding something."

*   *   *

Twenty minutes later, they were pulling into their driveway. For most of the
way home, Josh was spouting theories about Ryan. He had his brother planning
a wedding, secretly married, secretly gay or in debt up to his neck.

"If we had any further to drive, I think you'd suspect Ryan of being a secret
agent." Dan said, turning off the ignition.

"Hey, I was just about to say that!" Josh said with enthusiasm.

"I'll bet. Anyway, I'm sure it's nothing major." Dan glanced out the window,
towards the house and sighed. "So this is it. We've got tonight...tomorrow...and
then we'll be living in a sex-free zone."

"I hope it's free--I can't afford to pay for it!"

"Cute, Joshie. I'm serious. When Ryan gets home..."

"Yeah, yeah. I know the whole commercial. `When Ryan gets home, we will not
walk around naked. When Ryan gets home, we will not jerk off. When Ryan gets
home, we will not have sex.' My brother sure can poop a party!" He saw Dan
looking at him with a stern expression and reached out, putting a hand over
his father's. "Look, Dad, I know the rules. And I really am psyched to see
Ryan again, even if he IS a pain in the ass."

"Good. And it's only for a few weeks."

Josh gestured to the house next door. "You think you can behave with Mr.
O'Reilly creepin' around. He's watching us, you know."

"What?!" Dan leaned toward Josh and peered out the passenger side window.
Sure enough, the blinds in Billy's window that faced the driveway were
slightly parted, with a slightly masculine silhouette visible on the other
side. "He's too much. Maybe I SHOULD talk to him."

"Not tonight, though, Dad. Please?"

"'Kay. Not tonight."

Josh leaned in and kissed his father on the lips. It was quick and fairly
non-sexual. Still, Dan felt his dick begin to stir again. "Let's go inside
and get naked."

*   *   *

The went in through the back door, and by the time they reached the living
room, both of them were shirtless. As Josh kicked off his shoes, Dan noticed
the boy wasn't wearing any socks. "Don't tell me you left them under the
table back there!"

Josh smirked and reached into his pockets, pulling a sock out of each one. "I
couldn't get them back on fast enough." He dropped them on the floor where he
was standing and began unzipping his pants.

"Hold on a sec, buddy-boy!" Dan was barefoot now, too, with his belt
unbuckled and the waist-button on his khaki's undone. "Pick up the socks. We
can be naked without being sloppy. Bad enough you left the lights on in the
living room."

"What're you talking about? I didn't--I thought you..." Leaning down to pick
up his socks, Josh looked past Dan, into the living room. His eyes were wide.
"Uh...Dad..."

Dan was stepping out of his pants, and was now facing Josh in a pair of gray
boxer-briefs. There was a huge wet spot staining the front from when Josh had
given him that foot job. "No complaints now. You can make a mess AFTER Ryan
settles in."

"Dad!" The teen was pointing toward the front door.

Dan had his thumbs hooked into the waistband of his underwear and was about
to drop them, as he slowly turned around. Piled beside the front door were a
large suitcase, a smaller one, two duffel bags and a pair of sneakers. "Huh?"
Dan's mind still hadn't computed what he was looking at. But the sudden
sound of footsteps rushing down the stairs made everything clear.

A deep, masculine voice called out from behind him. "Surprise!"

Dan spun back around to find Ryan standing at the foot of the stairs.
Apparently he had come home early.

Ryan looked at his barely dressed father, then over to his younger brother.
His eyes were intense and curious as he flashed Dan a suspicious smile. "So
what's goin' on around here? You guys starting up a nudist colony?!?"

Dan and Josh were speechless.

To Be Continued...

*   *   *

Author's note: Why the hell is Ryan home so early? Will his sudden appearance
put the kibosh on Dan and Josh's sex games? And what secret is Ryan keeping
from his father? For the answer to these questions, plus the usual nudity and
sexual hijinks, be sure to stay tuned for the next installment. Comments are
always welcome. Write to me at CobbleHillGuy@aol.com. Cheers!