Date: Wed, 02 Aug 2006 20:37:37 -0500 From: mt nuda Subject: The Exam chapter 32 Saturday Aug 3 cont'd "Unfinished business?" Klu looked at Bo, not sure how serious he was. But Bo was not smiling. "Y'heard me. First thing y'can do is get that tape - no I better go with you" Bo steered Klu out the door. He almost expected to see Klu bolting down the driveway, arms flapping waving like he had flames shooting out of his butt, windmilling down the street thinking he could do a hundred-yard dash flagging down Will before his car disappeared at the end of the block. But Klu raced him to the kitchen door and was inside before Bo could catch up with him. Y'gonna now lock me outa my own house boy? When Bo tried the kitchen door -- of course unlocked! and went inside, sure enough Klu was going through his backpack that had fallen off a kitchen chair. Bo was keeping his eye on him, seeing what other surprises he had squirreled away in there. "This what y'talkin about?" Klu held up the box "or y'want two?" he started digging in the box again. "Bring'm both" Bo looked around the kitchen, debating if this was really going down like he -- man was he really seeing this goin where his itch told him it was goin "I'll meet ya back out there." "Unc?" Klu could see Bo was wrestling with something. "Go on Klu." Klu shugged and left the kitchen, in part to hide his nervousness. Up to the point Will almost walked in on them, his uncle was playing it cool, but Klu could tell he was still angry with him in no small measure. After everything that happened, Klu was just glad he was not lying somewhere a bloody pulp. Yeah, Bo talked to the doc's and if Klu played it super cool maybe just maybe he might be able to get that damn release signature on that fuckin scrap of paper. They both knew how important that wrestling scholarship was now. The joke with Mannie about flipping burgers was not a complete exaggeration. So whatever Klu had to do to keep his uncle from wringing his neck he was gonna do it. Well not anything but hell it's his uncle! No fuckin way Bo was gonna make him do anything weird, right? Klu was replacing the tapes and had gotten the new one in in the slot when Bo reappeared through the door, carrying a brown bag. "What's that? Dinner?" Klu joked and was almost surprised when Bo tossed an apple at him. At least it wasn't overhand. "Thanks Unc-" "Don't be thankin me yet" Bo took a bit out of his "y'ain't earned it yet." "What's burnin yer ass Unc? We cool or not?" "Depends Klu..." Bo continued to inhale his apple like nothing was going on. "Depends?" Klu stopped chewing "on what?" "Hurry up'n finish yer apple boy" Bo took the last bite and set the core sailing into the trash can "nuf wastin time" and just like that he pulled his sweatshirt over his head. He heard Klu gulp all the way across the room. "Wha... why?" "Finish yer apple, we got a workout t'finish here Klu" Bo thumbed at the weightbench. He did not wait for Klu to swallow but went to the bar and re-adjusted the amount to what the kid should handle. Maybe backing off by fifty pounds or so. This ain't gonna be that kinda workout, he told himself. He looked back at Klu who had tossed his core in the can as well "and make sure yer toy's on again." Klu went over and hit the button, aiming it at the bench, even angling it for a crotch-shot, thinking Bo just might finish his bare-ass workout. He almost choked on the unchewed apple bit in his mouth when he heard Bo, "Ain't ya hot in all those clothes Klu?" "Me?" Klu saw Bo standing behind the bench, in the spotting position "me? ain't you gonna-" "Hey don't mean t'hog all the attention here boy" Bo patted the bench "why don't you take your turn. My tired ole muscles can wait..." almost purring. "Y'sure unc?" Klu stretched and twisted his shoulder muscles, loosening them a bit "thought you'd-" "You go on now" patting the bench again, the trap set and primed. "If yer sure..." and Klu went to the bench and started to lie down. "You ain't gonna dress like that now are ya?" Bo looked down at him "ain't how I was dressed now was it?" "Well no... but..." "No but's now" Bo cracked a smile "shuck outa them clothes now." "Maaaaaan..." but Klu pulled the shirt over his head and sat down again. "Pants too" Bo smiled "after all when y'got me hittin the iron and I was wearin a whole lot less'n you were. Lose the pants." "Unc?" Klu looked at him and saw Bo nod at his pants. He frowned a bit but down came the pants, again exposing the worn, wet jockstrap. He tossed his clothes in a pile and was sitting back down when he heard Bo clear his throat, "Jock too." "What????" Klu spun around, expecting Bo to be smirkin and jivin, a big ole grin on his face. But Bo just stood there "unc you trippin on me now?" "Klu, it's me Unca Bo remember?" he stood there, almost looking impatient "y'got no problem with me showing my goods, so why you gettin shy all n'all a sudden? Sheeeet boy ain't ya kinda big t'be actin all baby-like now? Hell it's just nobody but us. Just like... before..." raising an eyebrow. "You sure about this?" Klu stood up "y'ain't yankin me now?" "You yankin me before?" "Shit well... no..." Klu saw the steady determination on Bo's face. Man maybe the big guy wants to get into it now, he told himself, wouldn't that be too freaky! Before Bo laughed and told him it was all fun'n games, Klu slid his jockstrap down and tossed it on the pile with the rest. He turned back to Bo expecting him to be chuckling, but he looked him up and down, slow and easy, a snake ready to pounce. "See? Now that's somethin t'be wastin film on. Not some fat old gramps like me..." "Unc y'ain't fa-" "We can argue later all y'want. Right now I wanna see some pumpin!" Klu took his spot on the bench, his legs spread, the camera pointed right at his dick. In any other situation, he would've thought this was kinda hot, but for some reason Bo was all business now. Klu knew when Bo was in his "hard-ass" drill-sargeant mode not to mess with him. But it felt good to get the muscles going again. He was half way through his rep when he looked up and damn, if Bo wasn't letting his right hand rub against himself, right at dick-level. Talk about a major distraction. Klu lifted the bar back to the rack with a slight assist, then decided to just lie there, maybe catching a better look. Bo moved his hand away from his crotch and dropped two dumbbells on Klu's chest, forcing him to grab them. "Before y'cool down, gimme some lats now" like he was ordering from the menu or something. Klu wanted to protest but then ooommph! he had to grab them before they fell. He started the alternate lifts, stealing a peak at the camera, almost seeing his cock reflected in the lens. Damn, what's this all about? He finished his usual routine and let Bo take them from him. He lay back down and was just about catching his breath when Bo raised the bar to his chest again, "C'mon boy y'gonna gimme another ten" Bo barked. Klu took the bar and almost let it fall to his chest! Bo must have added another twenty pounds to it! He tried to grunt a protest but Bo's hand went to the bar, steadying it and lessening some of the weight. Klu was right in the middle of the second lift when he heard Bo mumble almost to himself, "So my brother's raising a queer boy..." more like a statement than a question. Klu would have dropped the bar breaking a few ribs in the process, but Bo's hand was there, steading it, but not lifting it back to the rack. Klu tried to protest but it came out "waaaaaaaoooo" instead. "Y'denyin it?" Bo lifted the bar until Klu's arms were fully extended. With his elbows locked, Klu was able to get his breath. "Unc!!!" "Y'just hold it right there. And you think about what I said" Bo held the bar steady with one hand, knowing Klu could keep it up long enough. With his other hand, it looked to Klu from his upside-down vantage point that Bo was lowering the front of his shorts! And he continued lowering it until the waistband was tucked under his bull balls. As Bo expected, Klu gasped and almost let the bar fall, but Bo had no problem getting it back to position with his free hand. He looked down at Klu's upturned face and gave his limp cock a tug. Klu's eyes were almost bugging out. Bo could not tell if it was from straining with the weight or from what he was seeing. But Bo had every intention of finding out. "Hold it up boy..." Bo growled down at him. He leaned forward until his crotch was almost on top of Klu's face, his hand continuing the slow pull on his cock. Once he made sure Klu was watching he started to skin the foreskin back and forth over the head "remember we got unfinished business like. I seem t'remember y'wanted me t'tug on my pole some. Y'thought you wanted me playin with my dick for the camera, ain't that right?" "But unc..." Klu was gasping for air now, his arms starting to shake with the exertion. But Bo knew he was strong enough to hold it another minute or two "I mean..." "What ya mean boy... y'tellin me now ya didn't want me doin this?" "N-n-n-no..." "Ya think it's gross? Me jackin my dick now?" "N-n-n-no...." "Ain't like ya enjoy pervin on dudes' cocks right? Ya ain't no queer boy aren't ya? Are ya boy?" "N-n-n-n-no..." Klu felt his arms start to give, his muscles burning to their fatigue point. He had a panic moment, thinking his uncle would let the bar drop, crushing him. But Bo slowly lowered the bar, and when Klu was about to lose it, grabbed it with both hands and eased it back to the rack. "Now you just keep yer hands there on that bar, don't move'm" Bo looked down at Klu, sweating and trying to catch his breath. His chest was heaving, his muscles pumped now, his biceps flexing as his hands tightened the grip on the bar again.. Well the boy's at least good at following directions, Bo laughed. Maybe a good scare it all he needs. "Unc what gives?" Klu looked up at the inverted image hovering over him, his balls almost close enough to touch. When he saw Bo start a slow pulling on his cock again he gulped "dude what y-" "Unfinished business Klu, remember?" his hand pulling the skin back and forth, back and forth, almost hypnotising the face below him "remember sayin 'just pull on it unc'? Well that's what I'm doin. Ain't like I gotta worry about you gettin all cross-eyed turned on or shit. Y'ain't queer or anythin... right?" "R-r-r-right... I guess" Klu was trying to catch his breath as best he could. He was not sure which was gonna break him first, the weights or watching that cock inches from his face. Damn, but Bo looked amazing from this angle. Klu leaned forward a bit to check the camera. As he feared the red light was still on. It was still recording all this. "Unc... y'know..." he leaned back, trying to close his eyes "the camera..." "I ain't worryin..." Bo continued the slow stroking "we ain't doin anythin bad... just makin some workout tapes, ain't that right?" "But unc-" "Right boy?" "Right... unc..." "Okay gimme some curls again" Bo picked the weights off the floor "or ya too-" "Lemme catch my breath here" Klu let go of the death grip on the bar and sat up "why don't you, y'know. We can like... y'know take turns." "Take turns?" Bo wagged an eyebrow "sure, we can do that alright" and Bo picked up another, heavier set of weights and put them on the floor between Klu's feet and the camera. Making sure he had Klu's undivided attention, he started flexing his pecs, maybe mugging a bit. He reached down and picked up the two barbells and started doing some biceps curls, alternating between left and right. He made sure he stood in profile to both Klu and the camera, his dick and balls still hanging free of his shorts. He glanced at Klu waiting for him to make a comment but Klu's eyes were bugging now. Bo could not tell if it was watching his biceps balloon up or the sight of his goods waving in the breeze. Even hunched over like that, Bo saw what he was looking for; Klu's crotch was showing a response, whether he intended or not. When he felt the trap closing he set the barbells back down. "Those punks in those workout videos..." "Y-y-y-y-yeah?" "Don't they put oil on themselves, y'know, make themselves all shiny n'shit?" "Y-y-yeah... maybe." "Go get that bag over there" pointing at the brown bag he brought from the kitchen "see if I got that oil out here..." "Unc?" Klu looked like he was in no hurry to stand up. In fact when Bo put the weights down, Klu almost doubled over. "Go on boy why y'jus sittin there? Yer ass glued t'that bench or you so outa shape ?" "Can y'wait a sec-" "C'mon move it boy! We ain't got all day." Klu saw the trap now. He saw the determination in his uncle's face and did not think this was the right time to call him out. He knew what would happen when he stood up; Bo would see his crotch and boy would that be it! But what other options did he have? Klu stood up, his hard-on flapping up, almost hitting himself in the crotch. He was too freaked to meet his uncle's gaze but went over to the bag, even though it meant a close-up of his midsection for the camera when he did. Sure enough, he reached inside and his hand found a bottle of baby oil! Damn, was Unc planning this all along? "This what y'mean?" Klu held it up, still not looking at him. "Yeah that's it. Bring it over here" come to papa boy, we're gonna make this real easy now. Klu took the three steps over to him and held out the plastic bottle. Then he heard the words that would echo in his head for days, "Why don't y'make yerself busy, rub in on me, Klu..." "Unc?" came out between a croak and a whisper. "Boy y'think I can reach behind me. Go on Klu get my back..." "Y'sure?" "Sure as sure can be boy" sure as yer bone wavin in my face boy. "Y'don't think-" "You do enougha that for both of us. Go on, what y'waitin for?" "Daaaaaaaamn" but Klu went behind Bo, and opened the bottle. He never did anything even close to this before, shit maybe some suntan lotion on his girlfriend, but not like this! He looked at Bo's broad back, almost worried he would not have enough oil for that huge football field of muscles there. He squeezed some into his hand and started dabbing it on one shoulder, as carefully as he could. "Shit boy I won't break! Really rub it on there real good, y'won't hurt me Klu..." So Klu started applying more pressure and rubbing harder. Bo was right; he could not bruise these hard slabs of muscle if he tried. So he started smearing and rubbing more oil all over Bo's sculpted shoulder and back muscles, even down to his triceps following Bo's directions and motions. When Klu got to the small of Bo's back he expected to stop, not wanting to get oil on his shorts. "Keep goin Klu..." Bo leaned forward a bit "don't stop just keep doin like yer doin." "But Unc, yer shorts. I don't wanna-" "Then get'm down outa the way. Sheet boy keep goin." Klu looked at the camera, and down at himself. If he had any hopes of losing his wood during this, he was wrong. As he lowered the back of Bo's shorts past his huge glutes, he felt his cock give a major throb! Shit, I'm gettin turned on by playin with his ass? I really am pervin on this like he asked, Klu thought. He's gonna kill me! Or maybe not, he argued with himself. Shit, y'seen enough t'know Unc ain't got concerns about playin both sides, right? Besides, this is the dude could wipe your ass all over this garage he wants to. He could make one phone call and wrestlin - and the scholarship - is history! So play ball with the big man! "Okay Unc, let's get ya good'n shined" Klu started smearing his oiled hands all over those massive globes. When a bit of the oil started to run down his left leg Klu pulled the shorts all the way down to his ankles. He tried to be surprised when Bo stepped out of them. Klu picked them up and tossed them onto the pile with his least greasy finger. When he turned back, Bo had spread his legs and was leaning forward again. Klu did not need a menu to know what was being served up for him. He reapplied more oil to the crease and started working it up and down. When his slick fingers made it all the way home, he heard a soft grunt from Bo. But it was not the grunt of disapproval. So when his index finger found the pucker and started to ease in, and Bo didn't slap his hand away, he knew where this was heading. With one finger buried in Bo's hole, Klu managed to massage and oil the rest of his thighs and calves. When he started to ease the second finger in, he heard Bo speak finally, "Okay time for the front now Klu..." Klu knew once he shifted position and started working on his front, Bo would see what a state he was in. He crouched and moved around, keeping his eyes on Bo's chest, not real eager to see his expression. "Y'can start on my chest Klu and jus work yer way down like ya did" Bo stood there, his massive arms at his side "and while ya do ya can tell me how long y'been hot for dudes-" "Unc!" Klu almost dropped the greasy bottle. "No use lyin anymore Klu" Bo reached down and grabbed Klu's cock, sticking straight out "this ain't lyin. I thought all the shit before was just... y'know... with all the excitement and crazy freakiness of it all. But ain't no one here just us two! And I don't think this" rubbing Klu's shaft back and forth "is causa anything but what we doin here. Am I right?" "Unc, c'mon lemme explain..." "Well do all the explainin y'want, but get that oil on me" grabbing Klu's hand "starting here!" rubbing it into his left pec "go on. Feel me up good Klu. I don't mind. Don't mind at all" rubbing it all over his nipple feeling it respond "like that. Oil me good boy..." Klu saw the expression now in Bo's face. It wasn't anger, or distain. It was something closer to lust. So when Klu smeared a huge glob of oil all over Bo's front, Bo just moaned and closed his eyes, "I knew you'd figure it out. Smart boy my brother raised. Smart and queer" he felt Klu's hand freeze "but I ain't mindin one little bit. Keep goin Klu..." Klu saw himself step off the cliff, too late. If he had to have this shit shoved in his face, he coulda done a whole lot worse than his Unca Bo, he thought. For some weird reason, he was glad his uncle had pushed him to this point. Where else he could feel up a dude's muscles and not freak. Klu started rubbing and massaging Bo's chest and arms in earnest. Once he got the greeen light there was no stopping him. When he started moving south to Bo's hard belly, Klu crouched down, knowing what was following. When he started oiling Bo's crotch, he heard that booming voice from above, "Keep goin Klu, no reason to be playin shy any more. Go on..." Klu's hands started smearing the oil up and down Bo's belly and down to his pubes. His hands oiled up those tree-trunk thighs and then returned to the last unoiled spot. With a mimimum of hesitation, Klu's oily hands started rubbing Bo's cock. It was meaty enough that Klu had to use both hands, rubbing and skinning the foreskin back and forth. With all the stimulation, Bo was filling a bit, but nowhere near what that thing could do. When Klu's other hand started to play with the low hangers, he heard the boom from above again, "You were tellin me about guys turnin ya on Klu. When all this start?" "Really unc, it ain't like that..." "Go on" Bo tilted his head back, enjoying the attention Klu was paying to his cock and balls simultaneously. He did not care right now if he was hard or not; it just felt too good to stop "keep talkin, I'm listenin." "I ain't done this with... y'know guys... until... y'know... when... y'know the whole shit at the doc's...." "And now?" "I don't know..." and that was the truth. Klu had no idea where all this was coming from. All he knew was watching his stud of an uncle, and now being allowed to feel him up like it was just supposed to happen, maaaan, if this makes me queer, sign me up! "Well we got a lotta time to find out" Bo could feel the warm steady stimulation and did not want it to stop "but right now I want you t'get me hard boy. Real hard." "But unc!" "Hard as you get" Bo opened his eyes and looked down at him "and you know jus how t'do it right?" "Sheeeet... yeah I guess" Klu knew what it takes to get his uncle cranked up. But once he did! Shit did that mean? "but unc! You ain't plannin on..." "On what Klu?" "Y'know...doin... y'know... in my butt?" Klu never would have expected the reaction he got. Bo looked down at him and started laughing! "Don't you be worryin about me fuckin your ass boy" Bo slapped Klu on the back hard enough to make him lose his grip on Bo's goods "least not today..." "What?" "Y'heard me boy. Yeah I'm gonna be fuckin yer ass... and you're gonna be returnin the favor. But before I bury this in yer butt we gotta lotta work t'do. But right now work means gettin junior all nice and primed. You know what ya gotta do..." "O-o-o-o-okay... unc" Klu felt like he just swallowed the whole buffet at Ponderosa, table and all. It would take a REAL long time to digest all this, but did he hear right? Did he just hear his unc tell him he might get a chance to do the nasty on him!?!? Unca Bo was gonna let him bury his pole in his chute? Man, when did I take those drugs today cause man I am trippin! Klu decided it was time to go for broke. He oiled up both hands and went to work on Bo's middle, both front and back. When one hand found its way back into his crack, Bo spread his legs and crouched a bit. This time Klu got not two but three fingers in there, feeling it loosen and open up for him. But man! he had his fingers in his unc's nasty! "Y'ain't squeamish are ya, about touchin me back there?" "Well... I guess... not really unc" the other hand starting a steady stroking of Bo's cock, getting his hand around it as best he could. From Bo's reaction, it was good enough. Between the prodding in his butt, and the steady sliding up and down on his cock, Klu managed to get a very decent hardening from Bo. When he thought he might have to start worrying about his uncle giving his shoulders a cumbath, Bo grunted, "Okay that's enough." "What? But unc..." "Get up boy" Bo reached down and pulled Klu to his feet a bit unsteady. "But why? Don't ya..." but Bo twisted Klu around until he was facing the camera. "Shit!" Klu tried to reach for it but Bo held his arm. "No don't!" "But unc! It's fuckin still on!" "That's right, boy" Bo pulled Klu back until they were side-by-side facing it "remember y'wanted me t'make yer workout movie? Well let's give'm a show t'make them really blow their minds!" and he flipped a double biceps, then swelled out his chest until Klu thought he heard bones popping! "you too Klu. Jus do what I do!" Klu was no bodybuilder, but he was big and full, and did have the beginnings of a decent physique on him. He was no poser, but he followed Bo's movements as best he could. Up until Bo started jacking for the camera. "Go on Klu" Bo looked down at Klu's front, still proud and hard "boy like that is your best exercise!" "C'mon unc." "Do it!" Bo barked at him. Klu reached down and started pulling on his dick, more than slightly self-conscious now. But that went out the window when Bo reached over and started yanking it for him. And when Bo placed Klu's hand on his dick, Klu got the idea his uncle was not afraid of doing anything now. So when Klu reached over with his other hand and started playing with Bo's butt again, Bo stopped him. "Okay that's enough, turn it off" pointing at the camera. "Geeez unc, I thought y'were gettin into this sex shit now-" "Boy I'm just warmin up" Bo went over to the camera and found a button "this one?" "Just a little - yeah that one." "Okay Klu" Bo looked around "get that tape out, and put that other one in." "What?" "Didn't ya say ya brought two more?" "Yeah..." Klu popped it out and put it into its storage box. He found the other one on the shelf and popped it in "why?" "That one was the rated R workout" Bo grabbed Klu's face "now we gonna make the X rated version." "What?" "Boy y'goin deaf on me or somethin?" Bo punched him and went looking for his brown bag "turn it on and make sure it's recording. Now you'n me gonna get down!" Klu looked at him and saw he was serious. He went over to check his camcorder, knowing things were getting real funky now and he had to think of what to do. They were both naked and horny and who knows where this was going. But damn if his uncle Bo didn't drop hints that they were gonna do the nasty right here and now. So when Bo pulled a carrot out of his lunch bag, Klu looked at him and smirked, "Damn unc, y'still hungry?" "This ain't for me kid" Bo rubbed it all over his chest and belly "this is for you." "How's that?" "You just get your ass over to the bench n'find out." "Y'don't expect me t'eat that now y'gtt it all messed with yer sweat n'all" Klu went over to bench regardless and sat down, giving himself a tug in the process. No matter what his uncle was planning it was almost worth it to be messing like this, two naked studs working and messing. "Spin around, on your knees nice'n easy" Bo grabbed Klu's shoulder and started to ease him around. "Say wha?" "We both know I'm too big for you boy" Bo gave him a few more nudges until he was straddling the bench facing the bar. Klu had a hunch where this was going but when Bo said that he spun around, "Y'don't think y'gonna -" "We gonna start workin that hole of yours boy" Bo's other hand up and down Klu's asscheek "this is best we got t'work with right now-" "C'mon unc y'serious like?" "Klu y'tellin me t'stop?" Bo's hand was sending a different message, working into the crack now "cause if y'are you just say the word and we stop right here and now. We forget the whole thing. We get back into our clothes and forget we had this little talk. What's it gonna be boy?" Bo's fingers found Klu's puckering hole and nudged the end of the carrot into place. While Klu was hunched over, trying to think of something to say, Bo's free hand reached around and found Klu's drooping cock. His meaty paw went to work and pulled his answer from him. When Bo had Klu moaning and thrusting his hardon into his fist, Bo asked him again, "What's it gonna be boy? We gonna finish what ya started?" "Unc..." Klu moaned, sounding more like uh-uh-uh... "Last chance Klu. The answer yes?" "Yes..." Klu hissed, every nerve ending on his cock firing now. If nothing else, Bo knew his way around a cock. Bo eased the tapered end of the carrot into Klu's hole, the oil helping it slide in the first few inches. When it got to the wider end, Klu started wincing, "Fuck unc! Go easy! Y'tryin to k--" "I'm tryin to get ya ready for the real thing boy..." Bo withdrew it a few inches then started a steady in and out motion. It did not take long before the widest part was pushing past the ring. Lucky for Klu Bo had shaved and tapered the fatter bulb end so the thick end popped in and stayed there. Only the last inch of the green tip stuck out of Klu. Not exactly a buttplug, but something close. "Daaaaaamn unc" Klu stayed bent over, his head resting on the bar "y'gotta get that outa me now." "Not a chance" Bo looked at his work and gave a big chuckle "y'look too good like that" he looked around and found where Klu had tossed his shoes. He leaned over and picked one up, starting to unlace it. "C'mon Bo..." Klu twisted his head around, seeing what he was doing "y'ain't gonna be tyin up my goods are ya?" "Y'been usin that brain again boy" Bo got the lace off and reached between Klu's thighs, finding his balls hanging loose and free. He got them trussed and then encircled the base of Klu's dick, all the while Klu knelt there, trying not to slip off the bench. When Bo saw him losing the battle to stay on the bench, he had Klu get to his feet, the carrot deep inside his butt. Klu moaned and complained but managed to stand up. He looked down at himself, a bit freaked to see his cock and balls tied and poking out weirdly. When he looked and saw Bo doing the same to himself he tried not to worry. But when he saw Bo grab those dumbbells again he got a puzzled expression on his face. "Okay unc now wha we supposed t-do--" "Boy thought you had all the smarts" Bo scowled at him "I gotta explain everything? Okay lemme see ya -- let the camera see ya! -- do some chest pumps with these. And gimme some squats when y'doin them." "But unc!" Klu took the weights, testing their heaviness "y'really expectin me to do that with -- unc I got a baseball bat up my butt!" "Good thinkin boy. We'll just find one for next time. But right now just do what I do" Bo picked up two weights for himself "show time boy!" He started throwing the weights around like they were toys, high over his head, then down to his chest and out. He looked over at Klu who was doing a fair job of keeping up. He rested them on his shoulders and started doing kneed bends, knowing that would drive Klu crazy. He looked over and Klu's face was twisted with the pain coming from his butt. After a while Bo saw that both their dicks were starting a slow movement south, in spite of the laces. "Okay Klu" Bo dropped his weights "we got us a little problem here." Klu put his weights down as well "what's that?" "Nobody wants to be lookin at a coupla limp dicks here" Bo nodded down at himself "do what y'were doin before. Y'know what I'm sayin." "Unc..." Klu stepped over to Bo, his hands returning to Bo's midsection "y'mean it?" "Go on boy" Bo's hand reached over and started playing with Klu's wrapped dick. He got Klu to a full hard before Klu's second finger was back in. After a good five minutes of playing with each other's cocks, both were hard. Full hard. "Okay boy..." Bo was grunting and panting with the fingers in his hole "get those fngers outa there for a minute" and when Klu let go, Bo dropped to his knees "I ain't done this before so you tell me if I'm doin it wrong" and Bo's mouth engulfed the first four or five inches of Klu's cock. Klu almost passed out! "Daaaaamn unc no!" Klu tried to pull him away from his crotch. Bo eventually released and looked up. "Am I doin it wrong?" "Fuck NO!" Klu grabbed his cock, squeezing around the base "y'tryin to get my nut? Daaaaamn unc, why you suckin me?" "Don't y'like it?" "Like it? Damn y'tryin to make me blow my load in yer mouth?" "Fuck no!" Bo went back to lickin on Klu's cock "just tryin to get ya in the mood to--" "Mood t'what?" "Y'gettin ready to... y'know... make me yer pussy, boy?" Bo was lapping and licking on his cock, watching it quiver and throb with each touch of his tongue. "Y'ain't NO pussy unc!" Klu reached under Bo's arms, trying to lift him to his feet. Not an easy task. But Bo relented and let himself be lifted up. "Not what I meant Klu" Bo's hands were in Klu's crotch, keeping him nice and hard "just keeping this interested in doin a little plowin." "Oh it's interested alright" Klu laughed "maybe too interested. Ya almost made me jizz jus then." "Sounds like ya getting nice'n horny..." "I been horny since I first..." Klu looked at Bo, then looked away. The camera made a soft humming a few feet away. Klu knew he did not want his comment on record "I just mean, okay I'm horny as all hell." "Then get your ass on that bench. Before I change my mind boy." Klu went over to the bench and knelt on it again, grabbing the bar like before. Bo came over and knocked his hands down. He grunted a few words and Klu got the idea fast. He turned over so he was lying on the bench like he was ready for another set. The next thing he knew Bo was pouring almost half the bottle of baby oil over his cock, smearing it up and down, covering the whole length. Before Klu could open his mouth to protest, Bo straddled him and lined up Klu's upright flagpole at his crack. Just like that Bo started to lower his massive muscular ass down until Klu felt the tip of his cock start to slide between Bo's cheeks. Bo reached beneath his balls, and grabbing Klu's cock, pushed it towards his hole. Once it was pushing at the backdoor, Bo grabbed the bar for support and let gravity do the rest. Klu lay on his back, looking up to the massive bulk of Bo's chest and front balancing on the point of his cock. He reached up and started to massage Bo's chest and nipples, and that is when he felt his cockhead enter something very warm and very slippery. It was like when he pumped into Moose that Saturday, but now he was just lying there, going along for the ride. And Bo was driving. Bo felt the hardness enter him and all the air went out of his lungs. He started to lower himself by another inch or two, his weight balanced on his legs and arms, but all sensation coming from his stretching hole. After all the things that had been shoved into him, getting Klu's cock to penetrate him was not a major ordeal. If it was Moose lying there, fucking his hole, that would be different. But Klu's cock was not as fat, long yeah, but not fat. So after the head made it past the ring, Bo only had to ease down and then his balls were flat against Klu's wiry groin. When he eased his weight down onto Klu, Klu let out a yelp! "Owwww!" Klu tried to buck up, sending his cock deep into Bo "get off me!" "Why, y'break something!" "That damn thing's still in me!" Bo lifted off Klu's groin, allowing Klu's butt to come off the bench. Klu reached under himself, trying to get at the stub of the carrot. But it was gone! "Damn! That thing's inside me!" "Whatdamean inside?" Bo reached down and tried to get Klu's hands away from his butt. Sure enough, Bo's fingers found Klu's ring and there was no end sticking out of his hole. Klu had taken in the full length! "Get down on the floor on you hands and knees" Bo tried to hide his grin "we'll get it outa ya boy." "Damn unc!" Klu lifted off the bench carefully, his face all bent out of shape "I feel like somebody lost a telephone pole in there..." but he dropped down to the hard cement floor, and crouched down. When he bent over, Bo's fingers were at his hole. "Okay boy, squeeze out nice'n easy" Bo's fingers started working the hole, and before he could slip one in, something hard started emerging to meet it. After a few moments, he was able to wrap two fingers around the slippery end and start to work it out. Klu gave a loud grunt and with a wet pop, Bo pulled the whole length from him. Bo tossed the slimy thing in the trash and used a loose rag to wipe Klu down. "Okay I think we done enough damage for one day" Bo reached down and started to pull Klu to his feet "get yer clothes and take'm inside and get a shower." "But unc..." Klu looked like he was in no mood to argue. He was dripping sweat, his shoulders sagging with the exhaustion "don't ya... y'know... ain't ya wantin to... finish?" "What's t'finish boy?" Bo knew he had pushed the kid too far. Time to forget what almost happened and call it a day "go get yerself cleaned--" "Not til I get yer nut unc." "Say wha?" "Y'heard me" Klu streched himself, then went to the bench and got on his back. He pulled on his cock until it was pointing straight up again "this pole of mine ain't finished yet. I'm offerin..." "Boy y'serious?" Bo looked at him "even after I --" "Up to you unc" Klu looked him in the eye, but kept his dick waving back and forth. It took a moment before Bo let out a deep breath and picked up the bottle of baby oil again. "Don't say anything..." Bo squeezed the last onto Klu's crotch and again straddled him. This time Bo took the whole length in one long slow plunge. Klu let out such an animal moan it almost made Bo stop. Almost. Bo started a slow up and down ride on Klu's cock, feeling it hit that spot once he adjusted his position slightly. He started yanking on his hardening cock when Klu told him to grab the bar and started jacking it for him. The two of them lasted maybe another two minutes of pure animal lust before Klu started bucking faster. He let out a yell and Bo felt his insides fill with something warm. He started a frantic bucking up and down then, knowing Klu's dick would start softening fast. Like Klu knew what he was thinking, he started a rapid and hard tugging on Bo's taut throbbing cock, the foreskin flying up and down. It only took another minute or two before Bo was wheezing and whining and with both of Klu's hands flying up and down his pole, Bo let out a loud grunt and bam! started splattering Klu's crotch and chest with rope after rope of thick hot cum! Klu's cock almost got squeezed off when Bo came, his hole clamped shut almost strangling Klu's dick. When Bo finally stopped spasming, Klu managed to each Bo's ass off his crotch, pulling his dick from the stranglehold of Bo's clenched butt. Bo managed to get to his feet and step off the bench. He crouched down and began to rub some circulation back into his huge legs. Seeing Klu lie there, his barely softening dick still oozzing a bead of cum, Bo stepped over to the camera and started to turn it off. "Don't turn it off yet" Klu looked up, catching his breath. "What? Ain't ya done --" "C'mon unc" Klu swung his legs around, sitting sideways on the bench "we're just getting started." "Y'some kinda crazy, boy" Bo smiled "didn't you just drop a load in my butt? What more ya--" "Ya sayin ya didn't like that?" "Like it?" Bo let out a deep belly laugh "boy that was some kinda mean fuck you threw." "So..." Klu looked down at his shiny dick, still wrapped and bound "ain't ya interested in tryin that again?" "Again?" "Or something different even?" "Boy look at me! I'm an old man, I can't get keep goin and goin like you!" "Wanna bet?" "What y'talkin about Klu?" "Well..." Klu knew that he would do anything to get his dick back in that ass, no matter what it took "I'll make ya a bet. If I get that dick of yours up and running, then wouldja be interested?" "Boy thanks for the offer but remember? I'm the one with the broken-- " "Ain't nothin broken about it" Klu got to his feet, a bit wobbly "just outa practice is all." "Well nothin ain't happenin til we get outselves cleaned up" Bo looked around the garage. The whole place smelled like sex now "then we see how it goes." "Deal."