Kyle and Hank - Chapter 91
**** As with all my stories, they take place in a place where there is no sexually transmitted diseases. We don't, so play safe. ***
The next morning, as Hank and I were having breakfast, Hank reminded me that while Joey's incident wasn't nearly as bad as Wes', we should see about getting them together when (not if) Wes started next year.
The next two days of orientation were totally chaotic for me, and I only have vague recollections of seeing Wes and Ted during that time. I did see their parents more often, as I was working with the parents. There was a Parents' Night show where they had to lip sync to a song. It was hilarious seeing them "singing" and dancing, making asses of themselves, and having fun doing it. Wes' parents really got into it, and his dads had fun putting on funny hats and shirts to go along with the music.
Hank was now totally involved in his training and was reading up on laws, policies and procedures of what he could and couldn't do; what he could and couldn't say, and how to take care of various situations. He said that he was really `on,' in his personal way of handling some types of people and situations, and had to learn some new stuff in others. For example, he realized that there was a procedure in place for taking care of RA's like Fred, who were abusing students. He learned that the students have a way to get this taken care of without having to confront the RA the way we did with Fred and the whipped cream . . . or peeing off of the roof on him!
We talked about all the stupid stuff over breakfast one morning (well, it didn't seem stupid at the time), like doing naked stuff on the roof, or the "strong man" competition we had in the common room; and Joey's reportedly getting fucked in the common room. This was a rumor he had let spread around the dorm, until he settled down with one guy. He thought it was funny, and let others know that he was available as a willing bottom. Hank agreed that we, and especially him, were going to have to be much more conservative about our nudity around the dorm.
"Do you mean, you can't walk down the hall naked to the shower?" I asked.
Hank laughed and said, "You are the only one going to be disappointed with that. Not only were you always drooling over my ass as I walked down the hall, but once you finally got over getting hard every time you did it, you enjoyed showing off that amazing body of yours!"
"And I had your help in getting that way!" I added.
"And you love it!"
I had to agree. I did enjoy the changes that had happened to my body as a result of Hank's constant training and prodding. I no longer stood in front of the mirror and ran my fingers along those little muscles that I always called feathers on Hank.
Amongst all the turmoil, Hank was talking about our Fourth of July trip to his parent's place. I smiled at the thought of my mom with Hank's family there. I knew they had been together before, but it just seemed strange to think of her in the midst of that group. And I wondered if Hank's brothers were going to be as sexual as they had previously been. That made my dick twitch, thinking about the shower sessions and the brothers bed hopping. I spent almost an hour one day lost in a daydream about it. Hank laughed at me when he walked in and found me with a boner, asked why (something he was prone to do!), and I had explained. He walked over, gripped my dick, and squeezed. I groaned and he said, "Imagine that it's Bill doing this."
He laughed and said, "Or Ted junior!"
I laughed and said, "He's too young for that!"
"How old were you when you started jerking off?" Hank said, with a big smile on his face. And remember, it's 'only this big!," holding his thumb and forefinger about an inch apart, which was what Ted Jr. ran around yelling."
"Eleven," I said, blushing.
Hank laughed, tousled my hair, and said, "And how old do you think Ted is?"
"Is he that old?" I said seriously. He seemed like a little guy, and I couldn't imagine him sitting down at a computer, surfing porn and jerking off!
Hank saw the look on my face and laughed, "And if you are thinking of him surfing porn, huddled behind closed doors and jerking off, that would definitely not be the case in our family. He would have nothing to feel guilty about, and no fear of being discovered doing it, or what he was surfing. I am sure his dad and mom have had the discussions with him on what is appropriate porn versus stuff that is about non-consensual sex."
I shook my head; as much as I knew about Hank's family, it still amazed me that the family was so open about sex. He smiled, probably figuring what I was thinking. "You are just eager to get there so you can fuck around with my brothers!" He laughed, and loved giving me a good-natured ribbing.
"Yeah, I want to do Ted, while Ted Junior watches!" Hank looked at me to see if I was serious, and then smiled when he figured out that I was joking.
"Not that Ted would necessarily be opposed to that!" Hank said, adding to the humor.
I pictured me mounting Ted - him on his back with his legs pushed back over his head as I speared his hole, while his son stood on the side and yelled, "Fuck my dad, fuck him hard!" Hank wanted to know what I was smiling about, and he nearly choked to death laughing when I told him.
"I'll have to tell him that!" Hank said.
"Don't you dare!" I said.
"He'll think it's funny and won't be upset. I don't think it would happen, but he would get a laugh out it." Hank paused and then added, "I am sure that Ted Junior has been experimenting and has his father's blessings, though I think his dad will suggest that he stick to his generation and not get involved with any of his uncles."
"Suggest?" I said, thinking it would be more like a command.
"Look, I keep telling you that, in our family, sex is sex and you should have fun with it; as long as both are consenting, and you are not hurting anyone, then go for it."
I thought for a moment, "So does that mean the family dog is not off limits?" I was trying to shock Hank. I found I could rarely do this.
"Well, that depends if you are trying to fuck him or have him fuck you. I am sure that old Ned would love to have a go at your ass!" I couldn't tell if he was kidding me or not! Damn! Fucked by a dog? Really?
"Don't even contemplate it, little brother." I looked at him for more information, and he just laughed and said, "You will have to ask Bill about that!" And he wouldn't say any more.
My mom was sure much more accepting now, it seemed to me, especially with her comments about seeing Hank naked, or my ass. Then I laughed and thought of the KY stuff she had bought that was supposed to give a `warm tingly feeling.'
On the final day with Wes' orientation group, both of his dads came up and gave me a big hug and said to give Hank a kiss for them. And one said, "We really appreciate you reaching out to Wes and sharing so much with him. We think he will do very well."
He smiled and laughed, "And I think he and Ted are going to have way too much sexual fun next year." I would have blushed this time last year, but now I just smiled.
We began thinking and planning for the trip over the fourth. Hank and I created lists of the things to take, and what to do before we left. Again, he looked at my packing list and said, "You won't need all these clothes, because you'll be naked most of the time!" I knew he was kidding. My mom was going to be there, and we weren't that naked the last time we were there. But then he added, "Remember, it is summer time now, and we have the lake behind the cabin, and I expect there will be a lot of naked people running around skinny dipping."
"But what about your mom, my mom, and the wives and girl-friends?" I was worried again.
"Well, other than your mom, each one of them has already seen every one of the guys swimming naked in the lake and laying around on the float drying off in the sun, so it's not a big deal." He tweaked my cock and added, "Well, maybe in your case ...."
"Asshole," I said.
"Fuckface!"
"Really, Hank, I don't know how my mom would take to that."
"Don't worry; I am sure my mom has already mentioned it to your mom." My jaw dropped, and he added, "Don't forget, your mom seemed eager to see you naked while we were there for Christmas, and when we redid her house."
"I think she wanted to see YOU naked!"
He twirled around and made his dick bounce, "You mean like this?"
"Asshole!"
"Fuckface!"
Finally, the day arrived, and we had everything packed and checked off and were on the road. Almost immediately, Hank had his shirt off and was unzipping his shorts, freeing his dick. At the next stop sign, he scooted out of them and threw them over the seat. "Your turn!" he said.
I was used to him doing this, but I still had qualms about doing it myself. I always gave in, however, and followed his lead, but I usually ended up being boned in a very short while.
Along the way, Hank pulled into a rest area. There were no cars, so Hank suggested that we walk to the men's room in just our shoes. I looked at him to see if he was serious. He was!
So we just got out of the car and walked to the men's room. I was boning up as we walked. Once there, I had to work to get my dick to go down so I could piss. I suddenly realized, "You know, with no one around, we could have just pissed next to the truck and not had to walk all over the place naked."
"But that wouldn't have been nearly as much fun as watching you walk around naked in public!" He laughed and added, "And you wouldn't have been able to wash your hands after touching your peepee!"
"Asshole!" I said.
"Fuckface!"
Hank said we didn't have time to repeat our last visit to a rest area, where we did videos of us naked, and getting fucked and sucked by anonymous guys. I think he was more disappointed than I was!
At a gas station, Hank slipped his shorts on, but left them unbuttoned, so they rode low on his hips and his pubic hair was on display. He suggested that I do the same.
He stood at the pump, and I got a pic of him in this sexy situation. He looked so damn hot standing there bare chested with his shorts nearly falling off of him.
He laughed when he saw me take the photo; so he sucked in his stomach and let his shorts slide down to his ankles. My mouth went wide, but I got the picture of him. He was always so bold! I figured that he was going to have difficultly sticking to his RA regulations!
He finished filling the gas tank before he pulled his shorts back up. Inside, he walked around the store that way. He got a couple of looks from some teenage girls in there, but the guy at the register was very interested.
He was practically drooling when Hank came up to pay for his snacks. The guy looked around and said, "I could give these to you for free, if you, ah, want to go in the back and, ah..." He let it trail off.
Hank smiled, pulled me over, and the clerk saw both of us in the same state. "You'd have to include my partner here on that little deal, and I think we might just be too much for you to handle!"
The guy looked from my crotch to Hank's. Hank pushed down on his shorts so that the top of his dick showed. The guy gulped and then laughed. "I think you just might be right about that." He reached down and adjusted himself.
"And are you sure you can be away from the counter for that long?" Hank said, pulling down on the back of my shorts, letting more of my crotch show.
The guy visibly swallowed again, as his eyes were glued to my crotch. He looked around as if to see if there were too many customers. "Damn! I wish the guy that comes in at 11 was here. He could watch the counter and we could go in the back." He was practically drooling.
I think Hank had checked out the mirror overhead and saw there was no one in the mini-market, because he pushed his shorts down and let them fall around his ankles. He now stood naked in front of the clerk.
The clerk's eyes practically bugged out of his head, as he ogled naked Hank. He stammered and looked around the market. I looked and saw that his shorts were now tented out, and a spot was appearing on the front.
"Now, how about you drop your shorts and let me see what I am missing out on?" Hank had his best smile on.
Obviously, the clerk's little head was now driving, because he unbuttoned his shorts and pushed down his boxers and shorts, and stood there with his boner protruding below his t-shirt. It was a thick six inch cut cock, surrounded by a sparse growth of kinky brown hair. His balls hung well below his pubic hair, and moved as his cock bobbed.
"Oh, fuck," the clerk said, and I thought he was going to cum right there. "This is too fucking hot!" He gripped his cock and stroked it. "I would love to taste that!" he said, looking at Hank's dick hanging there.
I got into the act and said, "Yeah, it tastes amazing, and his cum is so sweet!"
"Aagghh!" the clerk choked out, as he furiously pumped on his cock. He was going to cum any second. Hank reached over and cupped the guy's balls. The clerk's eyes rolled up, and he began shooting across the counter.
His breath was ragged and he just kept saying, "Oh, fuck, oh, fuck!" over and over.
Hank had pulled up his own shorts and said, "Hey, bud, you might want to get it together before those girls come back in here!" Hank winked at the clerk's shocked face as he left. The clerk was scrambling to get his shorts up. I knew his next task was going to be cleaning off the counter where he had shot several ropes of cum; otherwise he would have some explaining to do to the next customer about what was going on . . . not to mention the place was going to have that bleachy cum smell for the next couple of minutes.
Hank was laughing as we got to the truck. He let his shorts drop again before getting back into the truck. I shrugged and let my shorts drop, then picked them up and climbed into the truck with Hank.
"You are definitely one bold mother fucker," I said to Hank.
"You are just now figuring that out?" Hank said, and laughed.
About an hour down the road, Hank reached over and started playing with my dick until he got it hard. "You look hot sitting there like that, little brother!"
"And you want me to arrive at your parents' cabin like this?" I asked, indicating my erection.
"Well, you would certainly make an entrance!" He stroked my dick a couple of times, making me gasp.
"Stop! Or I will have more to explain, if there is cum all over me!"
"I could lick it up for you!"
"You would enjoy it too much!"
"And you'd be jealous because I was depriving you of it!"
"Asshole!" I said.
"Fuckface!"
"You are such a slut, Kyle, and you are out whoring to seduce all my brothers! But you have to understand, you wouldn't be the first one, so you wouldn't get any special prize for fucking each of them!" Hank laughed.
I shook my head, and stroked my cock. I kept thinking of Bill's and Will's asses, and fucking them!
When we passed a truck, Hank would honk his horn to have the driver look over and see my rigid cock. I was sure he was going to cause an accident, because one driver swerved his rig when he took a double-take.
I was edging off and on while we drove down the road. Hank had taught me about this, and had me do it so often that it wasn't as frustrating as it used to be.
When we turned off the main road to head out to the cabin, I let my dick go soft, and it didn't take much, as I was becoming nervous about seeing all of Hank's family. I had met them all before, and had sex with most of them; but, still, the whole group made me nervous when I thought of them interacting with my mom.
We had our shorts on when we pulled up, for the benefit of the women that would be there. They would certainly see us naked, according to Hank, when we went swimming in the lake.
There seemed to be dozens of vehicles parked in front of the place. Ted Jr. came running out and jumped up on me when he saw who had arrived. "Uncle Kyle! Is it still this big?" He held out his thumb and forefinger about an inch apart.
"No, it's this big, now," I said, holding my fingers about 3 or 4 inches apart, but then held my hands a good foot apart and said, "But it gets this big!" Hank nearly died laughing at me for being so forthcoming with Ted.
Ted started bouncing up and down in my arms, and he was an arm full. "I want to see it, Uncle Kyle!" I blushed, and Hank laughed,
"You'll have to find him in the shower or the lake, and then you can ask him to show it to you!" Hank said. I blushed a deeper shade of red.
"Okay!" Ted Jr. said. He gave me a big hug and a kiss. Then he wiggled loose from my arms and went running off. "Uncle Kyle's going to let me see his boner!" he yelled, as he ran across the yard. Oh fuck! I thought.
Hank was laughing at me and patted me on the back and said, "Now you have to show it to him!"
I couldn't fathom getting hard for someone who was essentially my nephew. But since all Hank's brothers, and his father and mother for that matter, seemed to have seen everyone else's hardons, I guessed it didn't matter.
I suddenly had an image of Hank's dad with an erection in the shower room with us, and blushed again that I had such a thought. Hank saw the blush and asked what caused it. I shook my head and wasn't going to tell him that part, because either he would tell his dad, or, worse yet, get his dad to show me!
Inside, it was a process to get introduced and greeted by everyone there. Bill and Will each squeezed my ass when they hugged me. Hank's dad gave me a bear hug, and Hank's mom gave me a hug and a kiss. It made me feel, once again, so welcome to their family.
My mom was beside herself, bubbling over and trying to be part of the crowd. I think it might have been a bit overwhelming for her.
All the wives and girlfriends were there, along with some friend of the brothers. I hadn't gotten them all squared away yet, and figured I might have to get cue cards from Hank before the day was over.
There was a buffet laid out to make sandwiches and salads. We fixed plates of food and sat around listening to all the catching up getting done. I answered questions as asked, but was more interested in hearing about the family.
Not having a huge family like this, it was sometimes intimidating, and emotionally overwhelming at other times, to see such a tight knit group of people, so happy and so loving.
After we had sat around for a while, and it seemed everyone had arrived, Hank's dad declared it was time for a swim. Everyone headed down to the lake, and Ted Jr. was yelling, "Uncle Kyle is going to show me his boner!" He got a huge laugh every time he said it, so he kept repeating it over and over.
At the lake, most everyone shucked their clothes and dove into the water . . . even the women, although Hank's mom and my mom waded around in shorts and t-shirts, and one of the brother's wife was in her bra and panties.
But no one judged and no one stared. The brothers all got into playing grab ass and Ted Jr. certainly wanted to get a hold of my dick. At one point, we were standing next to each other and he asked in a quiet voice, "Can I make it hard, Uncle Kyle?" He was holding onto my dick and balls.
I felt that, with this group, it was definitely ok, so what the heck. I nodded, and he went to work fondling my dick and balls until he had gotten me hard and my dick head was poking up out of the water.
He felt it all over when it was hard. "It's nice, Uncle Kyle. Not as big as uncle XXXX's, but it will do the job!" It sounded so much like something Hank would say, that I had to laugh. I splashed water at him, and he dove under the water and came up grabbing my cock again.
"If it's okay with Uncle Hank, can I come by your room sometime and really explore your body?" He said it so frankly, and without embarrassment, that I could only nod.
"Thanks, Uncle Kyle!" and he dove under the water again and swam away. I saw his bare ass as he swam off, and wondered if he had gotten hard while fondling me. I mentally shook my head again, as I thought about what a wild family Hank had. I would also have to check with Hank to see if anything was off limits if (more likely when) Ted Jr. came by to see me.
I was cooling off and playing around when Ted came by. I was all nervous about something I might have said to Ted Jr. He put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Kyle, I hope that Ted Jr. isn't embarrassing you too much. At one time or another, he has seen all the other men in the family with an erection. And he seems to be in that phase where he is eager to find out about and explore sex."
He paused, and I looked over at him. He was hairier than Hank, but still the same strong build as the rest of Hank's brothers. Even though he was the oldest, he still was in good shape, and a very handsome man. I mentally pictured Hank at this age, and what he would look like. Then I wondered what I would look like.
I focused back on what he had said. "Ted, I am trying to behave the way I think your brothers would behave. I hope I am not saying or doing something I shouldn't be doing." I felt like I was going to blush any minute. It would be like talking about sex with a man nearly old enough to be an uncle to me. I couldn't imagine talking to my uncles about sex.
"No, you are doing great, but I wanted to tell you that you don't need to do anything you don't feel comfortable with. Ted Jr. seems to be exploring the bodies of all the brothers and guys in the family." He laughed, "It's like he has some kind of science project, comparing the body similarities or differences amongst the family members and their partners."
He squeezed my shoulder. "You know I am really happy for you and Hank. You certainly seem to be made for each other, and Hank seems to have matured a great deal since he met you."
He paused, and then continued on. "When he went off to school last year, he was like the obnoxious little brother that seemed ready to be king of the roost at college. But then he met you, and he seems to have really matured into a caring guy." He seemed to be getting choked up, and I could feel the emotion in his voice.
"He seems more confident, but less cocky. And somehow more responsible and less impetuous." I wondered what Ted would think of Hank's spur of the moment decisions about nudity and sex.
He squeezed me again, "And you seemed to have caused these changes; he seems so committed to you, and to really care about you. It's like you have brought a guidance or a purpose to his life." He was going to make me cry if he kept talking.
"Ted," then I had had to clear my throat, "Hank took me under his wing and acted like a big brother to me. He has changed me so much." I really had to fight my emotions to be able to talk. "He was the one who brought me out of my shell, made me like myself, and taught me how to be a man, got me in shape, and taught me how to study and organize my school work. I would never have gotten the grades I did, be in the shape I am, both physically and mentally, or as assured of myself, if it wasn't for Hank."
Ted tried to lighten the mood, "And I am sure there was a lot of sex interspersed in there, too!" I blushed, but smiled and nodded. After all, this was Hank's brother, and he knew what kinds of things went on with all the men in the family.
"Yeah, he kind of open me up," and then I realized what that sounded like. "I mean..." And he started laughing.
"You know, Kyle, you are fun to be around." He released my shoulder. "So if Ted Jr. gets too forward or too personal, just tell him no." I looked at him, wondering how far he was talking about going with his son.
He saw my expression, laughed, and said, "Look, Kyle, you are a grown man. Anything you feel comfortable with is fine with me. I know you would never do anything to hurt Ted Jr." He sighed, laughed, and said, "Okay, now I am being the dumb dad."
He sighed again and said, "Look, if Ted Jr. wants to have sex with you, and you want to, then that's fine with me." Was he telling me what I thought he was telling me?
Just like Hank, he seemed to be able to read my mind, because he said, "Yes, I'm saying whatever you want to do, or he wants to do, if you are fine with it. I know that he has experimented with sex and with some of his friends. And no, I am not saying he is gay or not. I am just saying that he is experimenting, and I would rather him have experiences with caring, concerned adults than with some stranger he could meet on line, not that he is doing that. And that's because he has friends and family who can help him."
He certainly was giving me a great deal of information. "We have discussions about sex, and he has asked lots of good questions, but that isn't the same as actually experiencing it."
He looked at me and laughed. "And I am not really considering this incest in any manner. It is consensual; it is between men; and no one is coercing him to do anything. And since he is not getting hurt, then I am fine with him learning from family."
He laughed and said, "Besides, he seems to have taken special interest in his Uncle Kyle!"
He gripped my ass and gave it a good squeeze, "And if I was 10 years younger, I might want to have a go at that!" That made me blush, and he laughed. He splashed me with water, and then dove off and away. I saw his white ass as he swam off, and wondered about tasting his butt! Hank was correct; I was just a slut whoring after all his brothers!
After the swim, everyone gathered their clothes and headed in for a nap. Hank and I headed off to the bedroom we were assigned to. He was just closing the door when Ted Jr. popped his head in and asked, "Now, uncle Kyle?" Hank laughed when he saw the look on my face.
"I'll take a rain check right now, Ted Jr.," and blushed, looking at Hank, who was about to split a side trying not to laugh.
"Okay, sure!" he said, with a big grin, and closed the door.
"What's that all about? You already out hustling my nephew?"
I was flustered and said, "He is trying to seduce me." Hank laughed. "And to make it worse, your brother took me aside, and basically said, `have at it!'"
Hank was laughing. "That sounds like Ted, and he means it." We climbed into bed and he snuggled up to me. I loved the smell of the lake water mixed with his own unique muskiness.
"Look, Kyle, I don't want to pressure you into anything, but you know we have both experimented, taught, learned, and trained many other guys. That is all that Ted is wanting for his son. He wants him to be as sexually secure as we all were growing up, without any judgment, guilt, or preconceived notions."
He tickled me and said, "So if you want to drill his ass, or you want him to drill yours, or whatever, Ted is telling you it is fine. He knows you aren't going to abuse Ted Jr., and that you will be as caring and loving as you have been with any of the brothers, or other guys we have been with.
It still seemed to be a wild concept to me. As I drifted off to sleep, snuggled up against Hank, I had images of Ted screwing me while giving his son instruction, "See how I press against his hole, son? Tell him to push out like he's taking a dump, and it will make it easier for me. And he will respond when you rub the head of your dick across his prostate." And once Ted had fucked me for a while, Ted Jr. took over and followed his father's instructions, with his father helping him line up his dick and pushing his butt forward as he pushed into me.
It was a wild and crazy dream, and it was going to be a long and crazy weekend!
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