Reminder: If you are underage or turned off by situations involving males getting males into compromising positions, then this ain't for you! You are warned and then some.
For those of you who have taken time to drop me a note, thanks and I'm flattered. This story was something that had to be written before the characters disappeared from the scene; they wanted their story told so I'm telling it. Whether or not anyone would be interested was something I had no way of gauging at first. Now it appears a lot of guys are enjoying this and it's hitting a nerve as it were. Or rather it's churning a lot of balls out there. Never would have guessed. So a big thanks to all those who wrote lately, esp. thanks to MJ who got so caught up in one character that "everytime he cums, I cum". If there are any Bo's out there, MJ is looking for you!
So any comments or questions - or irate tirades as the case may be - can be directed to: mtnuda@hotmail.com. Now back to our show:
Sunday Aug 4 Chapter thirty-four
Sunday night around six-thirty Klu dropped over and Bo and Will were in the kitchen trying to clean up from dinner, but making more of a mess in the process.
"You two still in here. Thought you'd be ready to go" Klu said moving some dishes off the table into the dishwasher and making room for the camera in its new leather bag.
"We're just finished" Will looked rather helpless trying to work in the kitchen.
"Geez cuz you go get things set up in the garage and I'll finish this" Klu could get more done in five minutes than the two in an hour.
"Fine Klu" Bo started to head for the door with Will. All day he had been trying to find a way around this. After all he was the adult, and they were only two kids. If he could not take control of this situation, then he deserved the consequences. But there ain't gonna be no consequences, cause there ain't gonna be no repeats of yesterday, he told himself. Give the kids something nice and normal and maybe that son of his will just get this all out of his system.
"Not like that!" Klu said to him pointing at his clothes. He was still wearing the white shirt and pants from church.
"Why not?" and Will looked at them. laughed and left for the garage.
"Unc you need help here" and then when Will was out of earshot "no way we ain't gonna do anything freaky with Will here are we?"
"Shit NO" Bo said but his voice was not the booming hammer of doom he intended. Klu swore he almost heard a question mark.
"Sweet, so it won't hurt t'get some real clothes on."
"Real?"
"Y'know, like a muscle-t and some warm-up pants. You know those grey fleece things you got."
"See yer point" and Bo headed upstairs.
"And make sure you're wearin something under'm. Like shorts or a jock" but Bo was gone "better both."
Klu went out to garage to see what a mess Will had made but was a bit surprised to see the area cleared and the weight-bench and all accessories set up. He even found the lights and had turned them on, flooding the middle of the room in bright light.
"I ain't movin a thing" Will snapped over his shoulder, putting the last of the weights in place.
"Well shit don't this look fine, real fine" Klu started to find a spot for the camera.
"Right there should be what you want" Will pointed to the area right in front of the bench, pointing right up Bo's torso.
"Will?"
"Don't gimme shit cuz" Will said looking at him very serious "I know what all this is like all about."
"You don't know shit Will... like always you're full of shit!"
"I stayed outside yesterday for a while. Long enough to hear what was goin on" Will said quietly "I know what I heard -- I didn't have to see. I could just imagine."
"Will y'trippin! You didn't hear shit!"
"Oh yeah? I didn't hear nothin bout no 'unfinished business' then?"
"Don't know what yer talkin about-"
"Sheet y'almost caught me when ya went back to the kitchen for more tapes" Will went back to the bench, loading more weights on the bar, doing his best to ignore his cousin, his mouth hanging open "then like I went around the back of the garage - almost tore up my leg on that shit back there" lifting his sweatpants showing a fresh scar down one calf "but oh maaaan it was worth it! 'Take off them shorts boy' 'lose the jock boy', yeah Klu I heard the whole thing!"
"I tell ya yer trippin-"
"You'n pops gettin all freaky with this sex shit... maaaan...."
"So what? You gonna go postal on us now?" Klu's hands were clenching ready for a fight to start.
"Chill cuz" Will looked over at him, seeing his fists ready "I'd mess ya bad anyways but it ain't like that-"
"Like what" Bo said coming through the door. He was wearing just what Klu had told him to, except for his favorite sleeveless sweatshirt again, but he added his lifting belt and his favorite Packers cap to complete the effect.
"Cool" they both said, but Klu looked at Will not sure what he was gonna pull next.
"Chill cuz" Will got up and went to where Klu was messing with the camera "now go spot the old SG man there. I don't want him to hurt himself."
Klu was not too gently directed away from his camera and sent over behind Bo getting onto the bench. He moved the camera another couple of feet closer to his dad.
"Hey SG why don't you start with a couple of sit-ups. Y'know just to warm a little" Will started to play with the camera.
"It's the red button on the side" Klu said looking at Will.
"Hell I know, don't you think I even used a camcorder before?" Bo and Klu gave each other a swift nervous look.
"You also know t'focus?"
"Yeah right here" and sure enough Will started adjusting the lens like he really had done this before.
"Okay SG. Action!"
Bo lay back on the bench and started doing a few sit-ups, his arms folded across his chest. His feet were firmly locked into the bars at the base so he did about twenty without breaking a sweat.
"Okay hit the pause" Bo said finishing "that's fine - "
"Naw just keep going. How about a coupla presses t'really get this goin."
Bo was starting to warm up so he went right into a set even with the weights Will added, and it was enough to get the blood flowing. When he finished Klu spotted the bar and racked it for him. Bo sat up.
"Okay ready for some chest curls?"
Bo took another bar Will had set up for him previous and brought it up to his chest starting to do a set of curls. When he was finished his shirt was starting to discolor around the neck and under the arms a bit.
"Lookin good pops. So why don't you lose the shirt already. C'mon pops, I can't see shit with that rag y'wearin. Take it off so we can see your muscles." Both Bo and Klu recognized the line. Bo stood there hesitating.
"Will why you-"
"C'mon pops just like the pros. We gotta see the results of all your hard work."
Bo took off his cap and placed in on the bench. He pulled his sleeveless sweatshirt out from beneath the weight belt then pulled it over his head. The bottom of the belt was still covering the upper half of his shorts.
"Yeah pops looking good for an old man" Will looked through the view finder framing the shot.
Bo put his cap back on "I'm keepin this."
"No big deal. It's your bod they wanna see."
Bo stood there and then said "okay now, we finished yet?"
"Give us another set of curls without the shirt now."
Bo gave Klu a short frown then shrugged. He bent down and deadlifted the weights up to his waist and then started the curls. As he did his pecs and biceps started to pop like mad and glisten under the lights.
"Yeah lookin real good" Will purred as Bo finished the set. Now all of his chest and shoulders were beading and glistening with sweat. Klu knew it wasn't hot enough to explain it all.
"Gimme a towel Klu" Bo said looking around. Klu started to rummage next to him.
"Don't need it pops, stay just like that. The camera's pickin up your definition better. Now how about a couple more poses."
Bo glanced back at Klu, then started doing his regular double biceps.
"Yeah now you're lookin real fine. Go on hit the pose!" they both remembered hearing that same line before. Bo started to get suspicious. Klu started to get nervous.
"Okay back on the bench for some chest presses. Klu'll spot ya, won't ya Klu?"
Klu looked at Will's smile and the camera and just said "sure."
Bo slid under the bar and had it lifted back onto his chest. He blew out his air and then started a regular set, the weights lessened a bit. Will started to add comments and descriptions to the audio part as Bo worked the set. When he finished Klu reset the bar.
"Okay flip over on your belly for some leg lifts pops."
Bo lay there for a minute catching his breath. When he saw Will was continuing to film, looking more innocent than expected, Bo flipped over and hooked his left ankle under the bar and started a rep of those while Will continued the narrative. Then Bo shifted to the other leg and repeated them. When he was finished Will added a "mighty fine. Why don't you stand up and let's see what you look like now."
Bo eased his massive frame to his feet and stood facing the camera. He started to flex his chest but Will said,
"Naw let's see those leg muscles now."
Bo started to pull up the pants leg showing his calf but Will purred,
"C'mon pops we can't see crap like that. We gotta see the whole leg not just a skimpy lil ol peak at your calf."
Bo looked steady at Will and started to protest.
"C'mon pops shuck the sweatpants."
Y'startin to mess with me Will-"
"Why y'so worried. This is all normal like. C'mon pops we're wastin time jawin about it..."
"I mean it boy."
"C'mon pops, just some leg flexes for the camera then we're done okay? Y'know y'got some serious leg muscles right? No one can touch y'there."
Bo stood for a second and then pulled his cap further down his face, his eyes now in deep shadow. He reached down underneath the belt and untied the drawstring. He had to push them down over his wide muscular thighs and then they fell to the floor. He stepped out of them and turned around.
"Yeah flex those treetrunks for the camera pops" and Bo lifted up on one leg then the other, his calf muscles flexing and then twisting his hip out, showed off the full impact of the set on all his leg muscles, first the right then the left. His running shorts stayed tucked under the belt.
"Okay pops back on the bench and Klu let's see some real weight back on that bar again."
"You said we're finishin-"
"Just one more pops."
Klu threw another couple of fifty pound discs onto the bar as Bo slid under it again. He was too busy taking the bar from Klu to see Will move the camera lower, zooming in on between his legs. Again as he repeated the set Will described the amount of weight and its effect on the lifting. Bo continued with the harder set, but slower this time from the significant added increase.
"Great pops, those muscles are really starting to puff out now."
Bo leaned forward and saw where the camera was pointed. Up his crotch.
"Time for a break now kid" he said looking for the towel.
"No time to wipe yourself off pops" Will said moving the camera back a bit "before you cool down too much how about showing us those fine leg squats."
Bo went back to the bar on the ground and lifted it to his waist and then pressed it up to his shoulders. When they were stable he started the slow down and up motion working his legs.
"Looking good" Will said behind the camera again checking the frame "now let's see it from the back."
Bo lifted up until he was standing straight up and paused. Finally he turned around and started the squats again, this time the camera catching the muscles in his butt flexing and straining with the weight. After another ten he stood up.
"Don't put them down yet just hold'm a sec."
"Hey these ain't light Will" Bo said but he knew he had a good grip so he stood facing away from the camera, the sweat trickling down his shoulders and back.
"Damn pops where'd you get those old shorts. Ain't they seen better days" Will said ready to push his dad to the next stage "you can't be wearing those ratty old things for this."
"Forget it Will-" Bo started to move the weights down.
"Leave'm there pops. You getting tired already?"
"Hell no."
"Klu, go over and help pops outa them raggetty old shorts."
"Will fuck you!"
"Klu don't start messin with me now" he said tapping the camera. Klu was getting the idea Will was serious about this and he could see the glint of blackmail in his eyes. Klu knew he was on to them and it would be a real bad idea to push him into doing something stupid. He went over to Bo and whispered "he knows about yesterday."
"WHA?!?!!" Bo yelled but it could have been the reaction to Klu reaching under the belt and starting to pull down Bo's shorts. Luckily Bo had heard him and did put on a jock.
It took Klu three seconds to get the shorts down past Bo's muscular glutes; it took Bo four seconds to get the weight down to the floor.
"Y'can turn that thing off right now!" Bo boomed, half-turning and half-tugging the shorts back up to his waist.
"No can do pops."
"Boy you sick of living?" Bo was in Will's face fast. Will turned off the camera, but stood where he was.
"Cool it pops, that scene between you and cuz here-"
"That's none of your business boy!"
"Don't ya mean 'unfinished business' dad?"
"What you say?"
"Chill pops" Will cracked a smile. The smile of a cat pouncing the mouse "if you'n Klu wanna get freaky I'm cool-"
"Will y'know I could break you into tiny pieces-"
"That y'could, that y'could pops" the smile not leaving Will's face "but then who's gonna stick up for ya when they say you was rapin the kid here" nodding at Klu.
"Nobody raped nobody!" Klu yelled, his legs working again. All three were face to face now.
"So you say" Will looked at his dad "and maybe if I tell'm that they'd believe me. Otherwise, sheeet a grown man and a what? seventeen year old kid?"
"Eighteen in three months!"
"Pops y'know it'd look bad, real baaaaad" Will stared down his dad "so don't ya think y'need me on your side for this one?"
"Y'sayin yer blackmailin me now?" Bo was seconds from decking Will, but Klu held his arm back.
"Don't do it unc" Klu intercepted the swing. There was a brief struggle, but Bo calmed down. Even two against one would have been no contest. But Bo saw the seriousness of the situation.
"Okay Will..." Bo pulled away, and stood there. A half-naked giant keeping himself from exploding "you know it's blackmail, I - we all know it's - "
"Ain't no blackmail" Will turned the camera back on "let's say we got ourselves a little understanding like. You don't stand in my way of getting my wrestlin scholarship..." he put his hands up signalling truce "and I ignore you'n Klu here getting into yer sex shit-"
"Will stop it!" Klu knew he was trapped.
"-cause if I gotta show dick at the doc's then you two playin buttfuck buddies almost makes us even. So pops we got an understanding here or not?"
"Will you know this ain't right..."
"What I know is the camera's rollin. So drop the shorts and let's see those leg squats now. Real slow and professional like."
Bo stood there for what felt like hours, glancing between Will and Klu. When neither one made a move he decided to do something before the two of them went at each other. And the only something left to do was what he ended up doing. His hands went to the waistband of his shorts.
When they were around his feet Will said "Okay let's see another set of those leg squats now."
Bo kicked his feet out of the tangle, picked up the bar, spread his stance wide and started to squat. The camera zoomed in on his muscled glutes framed by the white straps of his straining jock, the muscles rippling and flexing up and down under the weight. Everytime he squatted down his crack spread open and his butthole was exposed to the camera which Will was repositioning and zooming in to catch every last detail.
Bo finished and before Will could say a word he slammed the bar down with a boom.
"Okay Will y'happy now?" Bo said turning to face the camera his large frame wet and menacing "we finished here now, right?"
"Lookin real good for a guy your age pops" Will was refocusing and zooming back to catch the whole body "but no, you're just warming up. Or are maybe you too tired, we can call it quits and I'll go get your wheelchair. Maybe some Epson salts and soak your feet like gramma."
"I can still whup yer ass-" he said making a fist.
"No doubt, no doubt" Will smirked more than he intended "but if you got enough strength t'beat my ass you got enough for some more. Now some arm curls or you too tired-"
"Like hell" and Bo sat down on the bench and picking up the smaller weights started first one than the other arm. His biceps started to balloon up as Will knew they would. Klu just stood in back watching.
Bo continued his curls the bottom of the belt digging into the top of the jock, forcing the stuffed pouch out and down. As he continued the accumulating sweat beneath the belt soaked into it making it more transparent and more clinging. Under the bright lights every stretch and bulge showed up clearly.
"Okay pops we'll do your back later" so Bo put down the weights just sitting and sweating "why don't you take a break for while and rest yourself up."
Bo started to get up looking for the towel.
"Okay cuz let's see some presses from you now."
"You're on" and Klu started to remove some weights from the bar setting it for his normal warm-up amount. When he got down on the bench Will interrupted,
"Hey don't want you hurtin yourself. Pops why don't you let him use your belt before he hurts himself."
"Klu you really don't wanna wear this funky thing?" Bo said looking down at himself covered in sweat still not able to find the towel and Will seemed to have moved his clothes away some where.
"Will that's fine I got my jock on underneath these" indicating his shorts.
"Don't wanna see you mess up for next year. Go on pops."
Bo removed the belt now darkening with his sweat. Beneath it his midsection as well as the waistband were dripping wet.
Klu tooked it and strapped it around his waist, fearing it might be a turn on, this very intimate bit of leather still warm from Bo. When it was in place and starting to dig into his groin he felt himself start to react in spite of his fear at what Will was up to now. When he laid back again he almost didn't hear Will say,
"Naw that ain't gonna work. Cuz you're gonna havta shuck that top."
Klu felt himself off the hook a bit, so he pulled his shirt free and tossed it. Bo grabbed it and mopped some of the sweat off his chest. Klu couldn't miss it and now definitely felt a reaction in his crotch.
"Okay weakling let's see what ya got."
Klu went through his set as Bo stood over him spotting him. Klu couldn't help but look up right into Bo's crotch again. He closed his eyes to keep his concentration as best he could. And not remember where this led yesterday.
When he finished he heard Will say, "okay cuz let's see if your squats are half as impressive as pop's here" Will continued to readjust the camera as Klu adjusted the weights on the bar trying to stay as hunched over as possible. He took his stance facing away from the camera seeing Bo's eyes on his crotch, and he knew his bulge was starting to show through his shorts. As he hoisted the bar to his waist and then to his chest he heard was he was dreading,
"Hey pops we can't let Klu lift like that. Why don't you help him outa those shorts so he don't hurt himself" which made no sense but Klu knew why Will was asking this. And he was holding all the cards now. Bo gave Will a look of disgust mixed with resignation and then went over and pulled Klu's running shorts from beneath the wet belt and tugged them down. Klu stepped out of one leg widening his stance again. Knowing his half-hard was still facing away he started the set hoping it would soften him a bit. But Bo's look seemed to indicate it wasn't working.
He went through the set, his ass muscles flexing and shining, his crack open and exposed to Will's close-ups, the straps digging in as the underside of his balls were tightening and the pouch was pulled forward. When he finished he bent over and set the bar down. He crouched down getting his breath.
"Not bad not bad at all cuz" Will said backing up the camera again "now why don't you turn around and let's see what all this hard work can do."
"Will for crissakes-"
"Boyl that's enough" Bo said moving towards him hoping to get to the camera and turn it off.
"Do it Klu" Will continued "unless you two already forgot about yesterday-"
"Fuck you Will!" from Klu but they both knew they were licked.
"Will enough" Bo had stopped where he was. He looked at the camera and at Klu's front. He was shocked when Klu turned and showed the camera and Will how aroused he still was.
"Well well well cuz" Will said getting all of it "looks like you really freakin on all this. You like wearing pop's belt huh? A real turn-on for you? You major turned on by the old man aren't you?"
"Will let it go."
But Klu stood defiant and said "what if I think your dad's packed. What ya gonna go about it?" his fists in balls now.
"Don't get all hot cuz, it's cool" Will said "you and pops wanna be 'work out buddies' is just fine by me. Remember I got no problem with that scene?"
"Well I'm through" Bo said starting to leave.
"Not so fast pops we're just getting warmed up now. You don't wanna just quit now things are getting all interesting?"
"What you mean, interesting?"
"Well the way I hear it - and now see it, cuz here thinks it's a major turn-on workin out with you and you are like cool with that scene-"
"He's blood, Will, I ain't gonna - "
"So fine while we stand here jawin you two are coolin off when we could be finishin this here work out right?"
"Guess so" Bo said a bit confused.
"Okay let's say now we film a little contest between you two. Whoever can't do the most push-ups gotta do the penalty."
"No way. What's this shit with penalties?"
"You'll see. You two think you can do that?"
"Piece a cake" Klu dropped to the floor relieved to be getting his crotch out of harm's way.
"Klu you start" and while Bo stood back watching, Klu went into his routine and knocked off thirty without any problems. He finished and stayed sitting on the floor.
"Okay pops you think you can beat this wimp?"
Bo got down on his stomach and started doing his. Whether from his previous curls or for some other reason after twenty he started to slow down.
"C'mon unc you can do it" Klu encouraged, knowing Bo could do a lot better.
Hell with arms like that he should be able to do twice as many without any problem. But Bo got to twenty-six and slowed to a stop. He did one more and got to his knees.
"What's the matter pops gettin old?"
"Musta strained the muscle before" Bo said looking at Klu "so what's this penalty of yours."
"Well pops the penalty is ya gotta lose the jock" Will said calmly.
"Shit" Klu said maybe a bit relieved but not completely.
Bo looked at them both and then at the camera.
"Boy you know you're gonna so regret this" he said but reached down and tugged his jock down and off.
Will didn't say a word but continued filming.
"Okay Will you win we finished now" Klu yelled but knew Will's sadistic streak was just emerging. Will was always the one to come up with the most nasty or humiliating hazing for the new team members. His reputation was well deserved.
"Now the next contest-"
"No more contests." Bo said.
"Give up already pops? What's the matter can't take it? Gonna wimp out on me?"
"I can take anything you can come up with and more boy" but Klu wished Bo would stop egging Will on like this. It would only get worse.
"Don't worry pops I won't make you do anything you don't wanna do" Will said, a crooked smile on his face "so another contest or you give up?"
"What is it?"
"Think you can handle a simple sit-up contest old man?"
"Bring it on!"
"Fine, Klu why don't you start."
"Why me?"
"Don't tell me you're gonna wimp out now-"
"Hell no."
"Okay, get that mat over there down on the floor" Will said pointing to an old exercise mat jammed onto a shelf behind them. Bo went over and tugged it out and tossed it onto the hard cement floor.
"Fine go ahead Klu" Will said moving the camera "and pops why don't you get down and sit on those ankles. Don't want the punk cheating."
Klu got down on the mat on his back. He saw Bo sit down on his ankles straddling them his weight partly on Klu and partly on his own feet. Damn, Klu thought, Will planned this all out.
He started his sit-ups, each time coming forward his face close enough to Bo's crotch that he could feel the heat coming off him. His reaction was swift and pronounced; the blood started pumping into his dick as he could tell Bo knew as well. As could Will and the camera.
"Lookin real good cuz let's see what ya got."
Klu passed fifty and then sixty and when he got around seventy started to slow. Finally at seventy-four he could not bring himself up anymore. He lay back knowing his jock was stretched and wet.
"Seventy-four cuz. Very impressive. Now it's pop's turn."
The two switched places, Klu all but giving up trying to hide his condition. He sat down on Bo's ankles not wanting to crush him but his attention was on Bo's impressive equipment right in front of him still.
"Okay pops any time" and Bo started his crunches, but Klu knew that this was not Bo's strongest area. His gut was muscled but also a bit past buffed prime. He got to fifty with difficulty and a great deal of sweating.
"C'mon unc you can do it" Klu egged him on "don't let him mess with you."
Bo made it to sixty-two with great difficulty and then fell back. His balls and cock flopped back onto his leg shiny but soft.
"Well pops looks like another penalty for you" Will said moving the camera over to the weight bench.
"So what y'gonna make me shed the cap now?" Bo stood up, panting. While Will decided to tell him, all he could do was stand there, shrugging and naked.
"Ain't like that pops" Will walked away from them and over to the door "don't want either of you movin a muscle til I get back from a piss."
After he left Bo looked at Klu and his condition.
"Y'know Klu I'm afraid of what he's gonna try next."
"Unc, you know that son of yours has a mean streak a mile wide."
"I don't wanna do anything to hurt ya kid. If he asks me t'do anything like that I'm gonna refuse no matter what, deal?"
"I don't think it's me he wants to get at unc" Klu said continuing to take in all the massive flesh in front of him "he's out to break your balls."
"He's out to break both our balls's my guess-" and the door opened and luckily it was Will.
"Okay you two over by the bench" Will was carrying a plastic bag.
"What's that Will?" Klu asked, afraid it was something Will had prepared already.
"Okay pops sit on the bench facing Klu. Klu you behind him like your spottin."
Both went over and took their spots.
"So y'ready to tell us what's the penalty already" Bo said straddling the bench, his wide naked butt facing the camera.
"Real easy pops. You just put that ol bar up to you shoulders and press yerself up off the bench. Let's see how long you can hold it up and keep that butt from hitting the bench."
"That's all?" Klu knew Will had a catch.
"That's it pops. Think you can handle it?"
"Okay Klu load the weights."
But before Klu could add the usual amount Will interrupted "just like they are, that's enough."
"Damn I could do this in my sleep" Bo bragged but then he saw the look in Klu's eyes. Klu was looking back at Will who was taking something out of the bag.
"Well then we're cool pops" Will said removing the item he went into the house to fetch "just to make sure you don't wimp out and keep yerself all motivated to keep that butt off the bench..." he took what he had and placed it on the bench underneath Bo's ass. It was a rather large and fat red buttplug, fresh from the box and freshly greased. Klu looked at Will like: what the hell where did you get that you fuck! Bo tried looking around but Will snapped "face forward. Don't you dare turn around."
"What is it Klu?" Bo said trying to figure out what Will had put beneath him.
"Just don't sit back" Klu muttered.
"Okay cuz, give'm the weight" and Klu lifted the bar easily to Bo's chest, where he held it, the muscles in his legs supporting the weight.
"Yeah pops just like that. Let's see how long you can keep it up" Will smiled taunting him, knowing he'd get the double meaning. After a few minutes, Bo grunted "okay long enough?"
"Not yet. Cuz, time y'add another fifty to the bar."
"Damn you Will!" he glared at him knowing what was coming.
"Do it Klu!"
So Klu, as carefully as he could, picked up two fiftys and slid them on simultaneously so it didn't disturb the balance. No matter how gently he did, when Bo felt the additional weight he could not help but readjust his stance by a few inches and his butt grazed the head of the plug.
"Goddamn Will what'd you put there?" Bo shouted but he knew something sticky smooth and rubbery was pointing at his butt.
"Just hold it pops" and Will brought the camera in, knowing he'd have to tire eventually.
"Get that thing outa there" Bo grunted as he felt his legs start to fatigue.
"Not a chance pops this is your penalty."
Bo felt his muscles start to quiver as the weight started to grow heavy and dig into his shoulders. His butt slowly made contact and he was unable to lift himself off it.
"I'm gonna kill ya boy!"
"Okay Klu he's ready for another twenty."
"Damn you Will this is vicious, even for you!"
"Another twenty and I stay cool about yesterday Klu."
Bo grunted as he felt the weight start to burn and the plug start to press hard against his asshole, knowing he could not keep it squeezed shut forever "it's okay Klu we don't got a big choice here."
"But unc-"
"Do what I tell ya boy!"
Klu tried to argue but then looked at Will. Even though he wanted to deck him he also couldn't help but be turned on by this, maybe more than a little. He reached down and added two twenty weights like he was adding the last two cards to the tower, knowing it would topple any second. Bo tried to readjust to the shift but his legs were now shaking and with the camera pointed right at him the head went in.
"Fuck" Bo hissed and no matter how hard he tried his legs were giving out and he felt himself lowering onto the plug. After a minute it was half way in him and as his leg muscles finally gave out he sank his weight down onto the bench fully impaling himself.
Klu quickly pulled the weights off the bar and put it back in the rack. Bo sat there filled with the plug.
"Okay Klu while pops here rests his butt" Will said trying to hide his smirk "you can lose the belt. The lifting is over for now."
"So we're finished now right?" Klu said and tossed the belt on the floor. He pouch now swelled out free of the contraint.
"And that funky jock too."
"Eat shit!"
"Do it cuz or you know the consequences."
Klu glared at him but he was trapped. With Will now pointing the camera at him he turned his back on the camera and pulled it down and tossed it on the floor with the belt. He stood up and before Will could say what he knew he would, he turned around, his dick pointing out and to the side.
"Well it's time we drop the shit" Will started "after that day at the docs I had my suspicions but now just lookin at that it's obvious you get off on this shit more'n I was guessin. And SG here..."
"Will leave your dad alone."
"Well now we're just gonna finish this up with no more protests from you two. You just do what I say and it just stays between us. Or if that's not-"
"What you want?" Bo said finally turning his head.
"Just a few more things. But first pops I wanna see some more of those squats..." Will said setting the camera on its tripod. Bo tried to reach underneatch himself and pull out the plug.
"No pops, Klu junior stays in. I wanna see those squats with that fucker stuffed in your butt."
Bo slowly got to his feet, now very aware of what was in him. He took the bar and turned his back on the camera and started the squats his leg muscles on fire now. His butt was pointed right at the camera and as he lowered himself the dark red circle of plastic was more than visible in him. As they all knew, with a few squats the pressure on his prostate would have the desired effect. Bo's dick started to lengthen and color, and his balls started to pull up.
Klu watched the ordeal and knew his own cock was now lifting to full hard. As it did he saw Will start to pan back and forth between them. After about ten Bo had enough.
"Okay now what?" he said not turning.
"On the bench on your back pops" Will said knowing his dad's swelling would be fully exposed when he leaned back.
Bo didn't protest but went over and lay back down, his dick now flopping up onto his belly, his balls tight and dark.
"Spot the old man cuz" Will said and saw Klu check out his front. Yeah, Will was plainly getting turned on by it.
Bo laid back as Klu lowered the bar back down to his chest.
"Lower cuz" and Klu knew what he wanted. He lowered himself until his balls hit Bo's forehead.
"Lower Klu. Go on cuz. Do it" Will said now starting to rub himself. Klu knew what Will wanted to see. He shifted his weight forward until his balls were over Bo's nose and mouth. He took his cock and bending it down he put it to Bo's lips. Bo just exhaled and opened his mouth as Klu's hard cock was pushed in. Klu closed his eyes not realizing how close to cumming he let himself get.
"Okay SG let's see some serious pumpin!" and Bo started to raise and lower the bar, his head back and his mouth full of Klu's cock. Will had pulled his fly open and was opening jacking himself.
Klu looked down at Bo's mouth massaging his cock in time to his presses. His arms and chest flexing beneath him and it was too much. He had a bad feeling that next Will wanted to see him shove it where the plug now rested but didn't want to give him the pleasure. Besides his cock was letting him know the sight of the big guy flexing and sucking on him would get his nut right now if he wasn't careful Before Bo could finish Klu felt his cock start to throb and he pulled it out but damn! he was over the top and started to shoot all down Bo's face and chest. Bo just lowered the bar to his chest feeling the warm splashes hit him.
Klu slowly recovered and opened his eyes seeing Bo straining with the bar on him. Klu reached down and lifted it off him, a bit guilty but hell his cock still throbbing and oozing, seeing the sight of his cum all over Bo.
"Okay SG keep those eyes closed and Klu help him stand up."
Klu went around and help Bo get to his feet. He was almost pressed against him, the heat and smell radiating off him as he whispered "sorry unc." He looked over at Will who was completely hard and looking like he was ready to pop himself.
"Okay pops stand there and let's get a good look at ya" and he brought the camera up zooming in on his cum-splattered chest and down to his all but totally hard cock.
"Hey cuz it looks like SG here needs some help. Why don't you see if you can get that head free before he strangles himself."
"Will enough's enough-"
"Do it Klu" and they both knew what he meant.
Klu got down on his knees in front of Bo and started to pull the foreskin back. Bo let out a hiss as the shiny head emerged, the slit starting to form a bead. Looking back at Will's jacking and the camera he leaned forward and put his mouth on Bo and started to blow him.
"Don't kid you shouldn't" but Klu kept at it, too late now to turn back. He had been leading up to this since yesterday, and even though Will was filming the whole damn thing he wouldn't stop himself. He reached behind Bo and started pressing the plug again and again into his butt, knowing the effect the pressure would have on Bo's prostate. Sure enough, he felt Bo start to swell in his mouth.
"Take your mouth away fast!" Will yelled as Klu continued to jack Bo's now throbbing cock.
"Okay SG keep those damn eyes closed, now cum for me, cum for the camera. C'mon ya big horny stud shoot that big fuckin man load. Show me what a real stud can shoot. Cum!" and Bo grunted and bucked as Klu yanked the first load out of him. With the other hand ramming the plug into him as far as it would go, another and then another thick rope of cum drooled out of his slit and down to Klu's tongue. Klu heard Will start to grunt and without turning knew he was shooting his load as well. Before Bo could recover and open his eyes Will stuffed himself back in his shorts still wet and ran out of the garage.
Klu went back to sucking Bo until he felt him go back to soft and then started licking his balls. When he put his mouth back on Bo's cock he reached behind him and slowly pulled the plug out of his butt. With a loud pop Klu felt a last slimy splash on his tongue.
"Damn Klu you shouldn'ta done that."
"Don't move" Klu said and went over and shut off the camera. He noticed that the record button was off! Had it run out of time? He turned off the camera and put it where Will would not find it easily.
"Did he really go and film the whole thing?" Bo was looking for his clothes.
"I gotta look but I think it ran out. We should still both see what how bad it is."
"It's my fault-"
"Unc let's get this straight" Klu said his voice low and steady "y'gotta know I didn't do nothin here I didn't want to do-"
"Damn, boy-"
"Or that I hadn't been thinkin bout doin since-"
"Klu!"
"Or that I wouldn't give my right arm to do again... that is if you can stand lookin yer brother's queer boy in the face any more" and he turned away looking around and then finding where Will had tossed the clothes. He tossed Bo his things.
"Boy y'really meanin what I'm hearin-"
"You're hearin right unc."
"But you don't know what y'sayin-"
Klu found his own clothes and quickly threw them on. He grabbed the camera and before Will could return he headed for the door.
"Just think about today. And yesterday, unc. You just gotta say the word, whatever ya decide" and before Bo could react he ran off, his heart in his throat.