The Exam

Disclaimer/Reminder: The following story is a work of gay fiction although based on non-fictional occurrences. It contains sexual acts between males in high school as well as with males beyond high school age. There are scenes of definite humiliation, some of them graphic. If this subject matter is offensive to you or if you are too young to be reading it, please exit now. You have been warned. This story is the property of the author under U.S. copyright laws, and may not be used elsewhere without written consent. Otherwise enjoy. Any emails or flames expressing outrage will be ignored. Emails expressing interest or wishing further information can be sent to mtnuda@hotmail.com.

Note: All names and locations have been altered to protect the innocent. The state in which the story originally happened - coincidentally - has a legal age of sixteen; the "fictionalized" location does not. Also descriptions of unprotected sex are fictional due to story restraints. You understand you are reading a work of fiction; behave accordingly. Again, do not read this if you're a minor or are offended by gay situations or activities which can be classified as bdsm.

Finally a warm thank you to all you guys (you know who you are!) who have taken the time to write with their comments and suggestions. Your emails remind me the story is as important to you guys as it is to these guys who are caught in the growing story. And yes, like the machines Kroos & Co have foisted upon this unsuspecting town, the story is quite addictive. Last, a great big shout out to "C" who keeps me inspired to show and tell all the sweaty details, as well as "MJ" who waited patiently to see what has become of his favorite character , Bo. Now, back to our show --

Chapter fifty-seven

"So Bo haven't seen much of you since -- I mean all summer. What brings you over here today?" Joe looked around at the backyard, seeing the group getting a bit out of control "you gonna help me babysit these boys? Or should I say herd of wildebeasts?"

"When I heard you finally got yer pool in..." he looked at the craziness "it like this every day?"

"Hope not" Joe looked back at Bo "honestly I'm not around most days, and Billy told me he would make sure everyone behaved."

"You mean THAT Billy?" Bo looked at the threesome trying to drown each other in the pool. Joe was just about to say something when Mannie also jumped in, another wall of water flying in their direction.

"Yeah that Billy" Joe looked at Bo and laughed "so how come you haven't come around before?"

"Well..." he lowered his eyes "y'know I been... laying low... you understand..."

"C'mon Bo" Joe put his arm around the huge shoulder "you gotta realize we're in this together, I would never say anything..."

"Ain't you I'm worried about" he pulled away nervously.

"Who then?"

"My boy Will there" he looked around to see if Will was watching them, but Ern seemed to be keeping him distracted.

"Why Will?"

"When he said he was comin over here all of a sudden like I hadda find out what was goin down -- "

"I'm sure it was nothing -- "

"I hadda find out is all" Will looked back at Joe "Will been..."

"He's been what?"

"Well you know with my story and -- shit you were there you saw..."

"And you saw me and know my story too okay?"

"Well my nephew... remember Klu ..."

"Klu? Clarence from Billy's team? the boy from... that Saturday?"

"Yeah that Klu. Well... Will..."

"You mean Klu and Will have been... y'know... well y'know how these kids are, Bo?"

"Shit no!" Bo said a bit too loud. Big Hank and Joel both turned their heads fast "no, not them... I'm talkin somethin worse here... I'm talking bout Klu and...me."

"What?" Joe whispered.

"Will caught us -- I mean Klu and me... y'know nothing all nasty or shit... like just workin on the weights is all... and... stuff" Bo looked over at the weight set momentarily forgotten next to the pool, wrinkling his brow "and well you know how that Will... that boy he... how he... well... it went bad..."

"You mean he got violent?"

"Fuck no" Bo got real quiet "he made us... sheeet Joe... way things been goin down round here n'all... expecting you gonna find out anyways... shit Joe... like he went n'made us... do... stuff... and some of it... well like naaaasty things..."

"Nasty... things?" Joe got busy with the grill, flipping the last two burgers off the heat, shutting it down. He was countin on Bo not noticin how badly his hand was shaking.

"Yeah, do shit... y'know like that Saturday shit... and Klu'n his damn camera -- "

"He had a camera?!?!" Joe dropped the plastic cup he was holding, his drink spilling everywhere.

"Yeah he got off big time making us do the nasty for the camera..." Bo raised his eyes to Joe, with a look like, you breathe a word of this!

"Damn what's with all these damn cameras turnin up everywhere!" Joe reached down and started to clean up the mess.

"Whatd'mean everywhere?"

"Well Bo let's say... you trust me I trust you clear? well... let's say you ain't the only one standing here not real happy about what they've been doing... not real happy with themselves y'know... afterwards... and okay worried with what they done?"

"Joe you tellin me y'got caught too, you been filmed?"

"Filmed, yeah that too" Joe looked around "filmed, filming. Hell I'm guilty of both! You're lookin at one really sick guilty dude."

"Joe we gotta find'm! Find'm all and burn'm all!" Bo poured himself a soda and gulped it down. Sweat was beading his head and starting to discolor his off-blue polo shirt.

"Soon as I find them that's what I hope to..."

"You sayin you don't know where they got to?"

"Billy had some of them last. Said they're safe and sound somewhere--"

"Will been handing me the same shit. Don't sweat it pops, they safe where no one's gonna find them."

"Bo, Will's blackmailin you?"

"Shit I don't know no more" Bo set the glass down "sometimes I hate him for what he's been doin, but sheeeet I know that's just plain wrong -- I'm the one doin this stuff... and... I think..." lowering his sunglasses to cover his eyes in spite of the increasing clouds "I'm tellin you cause there ain't no one else I can be tellin this shit to. Shit Joe, like there's this parta me enjoyin it too much to feel all blackmailed about it, know what'm sayin?"

Joe looked at Bo face, seeing his reflection in the sunglasses, not happy with how he looked "I couldn't have said said it better. I think -- no I know I'm as guilty -- hell I'm guiltier than all of them combined. Hell if you had seen what I was allowing out here not an hour ago --"

"What was goin down?"

"Shit I said too much already" Joe turned away to throw some trash in the plastic bag "two burgers left!" he shouted.

The words were barely out before the tidal wave was heading his way.

"Y'mean one left" Bo grabbed one and inhaled it.

Mannie was making noises like he wanted to leave when Moose came over to him,

"Now you're tellin me ya got yer money's worth?"

"Fuck..." he lowered his voice so the newcomers could not hear "well yeah the bastard pissed hisself and I got t'piss all over that little shit --"

"Y'got such hot plans they can't wait? Shit it's not even three-thirty yet."

"Gotta be over all clean and delivered by five. That when she's -- "

"Who this time Mannie?"

"Y'don't know this one. I'm hopin she's better lookin than -- "

"You ain't seen her -- ?"

"Fuck no it's like -- "

"Mannie on a blind date!" Moose fell back in the water "you are trippin!"

"Chill okay?" he got everything he needed and started to leave as Moose pulled himself out of the pool.

"Well we gotta talk before Monday okay?"

"No shit..." they shook their secret handshake and Mannie went out the back way. He was cutting down the alley when he noticed the cigarette butts on the ground. He recognized the brand.

Moose was by the weight bench wearing his wet cutoffs throwing some weights on the bar like they were nothing with Billy hanging close by. Ern was doing a few curls with the recently-cleaned dumbbells he reclaimed from Joel. As Moose finished setting up the bar he lowered himself to the bench,

"Geez Moose, y'just did chest and arms yesterday. You trying t'make up for lost time all of a sudden?" But Moose was in his serious mood "okay then y'want me t'spot ya?" Ern looked over dreading he might say yes. As much as Ern liked to work out the the big Moose, he knew the mismatch in the size area would kill him eventually. And spotting Moose when the weights got over one fifty was quick suicide. Once Ern almost decapitated the big guy when he lost his grip on the bar, trying to raise it into the stand.

"You be weird if Hank spot me instead?" Moose looked over to see if Big Hank was nearby. As he suspected he was to the other side of the yard talking with Will. It didn't take long to catch his eye and wave him over.

"Naw it's cool" Ern said "wanted to cool off a bit in the pool anyway. Man this heat is just stiffling!"

"You sure? Bud?" Moose raised his eyebrow.

"You want me to drop the bar on you again?" Ern laughed, but he could not ignore the nagging voice in his head. Yeah I'll keep an eye on you two from the pool, he thought.

"Okay fine."

"Okay fine" and Ern pealed off his t-shirt and walked the four steps to the pool's edge. He was sitting down getting ready to jump in when Joe saw him,

"Hey Ernie, no one in the pool for a while. You guys just ate!"

"C'mon Joe" Ern laughed "you think we're gonna get cramps and drown?"

"Can't you wait another twenty minutes?"

"Dad you couldn't drown in our pool if you tried" Billy looked at Ern, then to Moose and Big Hank "and they been tryin all day!"

Ern was wading around the shallow end with Joe and Bo standing by the grill but watching him like a hawk. Moose was working on his chest and arms with Joel keeping a respectful distance but not doing a good job of being inconspicuous. His eyes kept darting between the group at the weight bench, and the "adults" in their knot. Big Hank he made sure was at a safe distance.

Billy looked around and saw Will dragging a chair closer to the pool, his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses. He went over to him,

"So what's up with bringing your dad over?"

"You sayin we ain't welcome -- "

"Cut the shit Will" Billy lowered his voice "it's just today's a... well it's weird timing and all."

"Why?" Will's expression stayed blank "got somethin t'do with that Soulman over there?"

"Look Will" Billy whispered "don't get all postal on me now but... but he found out about EVERYTHING okay? The doc's and everything and... you gotta promise me to stay cool now okay?"

"What?" Will lowered the shades but kept his voice down.

"You gotta stay cool but..." Billy looked away "Big Hank found out about all this shit when his cousin accidentally ended up at the doc's and..."

"And he get the treatment?" Will almost smirked.

"And he... is a... cop."

"Whaaaaa?" Will took off his shades but did not move a muscle "you ain't tellin me -- "

"There's more... a lot more" Billy pretended the two were smiling and joking "and it has to do with Merklins there -- "

"I'm gonna kill that fu--" but Billy restrained him from getting up.

"So we got Joel over here today -- we made up some shit about Moose n'shit -- and when he saw Big Hank -- well there was a big fight and all -- and well we kinda got Joel over the barrel y'could say and... well y'gotta be cool about this and well we got him to agree to go back to the doc's office and find out where those tapes are -- "

"Why him? Why ain't you doin it Herms? You were their little horndog slave right?" Will socked him in the shoulder, hard enough to let Billy know he not kidding around.

"Yeah but when I quit a while back -- "

"Cause of this?" Will sneered "real smart timing Herms!"

"No before all this shit went down" Billy leaned back in the chair a fake smile plastered to his face "no... because I been kinda busy with..." pointing at the work-out trio.

"Who... Moose?"

"No... Hank."

"Soulman?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah right..." Will put the glasses back on "so just what is he doin here anyway?"

"Well him and me..."

"Sheeet..." Will turned away "you trippin now."

"When we started... y'know... hangin out..." Billy lost the smile "I wanted to keep him as far away from all this shit. So I went and told the docs I couldn't keep coming in..."

"You better tell me the whole fuckin story Herms" so Billy gave him a condensed five-minute version of the pool story and the new experiments at the doc's, but Will was not buying any of it.

"You way trippin Herms! Now I know you makin this up!"

"No Harrison I ain't" Billy got up, a bit worried "but I need your help."

"Depends..." Will looked around the group, especially at Big Hank.

"I need for you to start up somethin now, like askin me about our camcorder?"

"Shit..." Will looked back at Billy "y'mean like -- "

"Yeah like that other day. When you -- "

"And here I think we were getting outa the movie business" Will got a twisted look on his face, half anger, half curiosity.

"We gotta make super sure Merklins here cooperates or we're all dead meat! That's why we were.. well until you and your dad showed up and put a damper on the festivities, okay?"

"You mean --"

"Yeah Merklins was spillin his guts like you can't believe until you two showed up and we hadda hide the camera real fast -- "

"Sheeeeeet" Will laughed "you don't need to get all dressed up just for us folks. Shit my old man loves doin his thing for the camera, just ask him" he stood up "hey pops!" he shouted over at Joe and his dad.

"Cool itWill!" Billy grabbed him back into the chair.

"Billy here was just sayin how he got a new camera and wants to show us -- "

"Will c'mon!"

"You wanna check this out pops?"

Joe was coming over to the them first, with Bo not far behind,

"Now Bill you know we are not going to use that camera for any more movies -- "

"Any 'more' dad?" Billy had him "when were we making movies?"

"Y'know what I mean--"

"No dad" Billy kept the smile but let his dad know he was in for it "maybe you wanna explain to Will and Bo here -- "

"He already did" Bo looked at Will "so don't be startin trouble now son..."

"No trouble, no trouble at all pops" Will slapped him on the back "or should I say SG?"

"SG?" from both Billy and his dad.

"You shut yer mouth boy."

"So Billy where's this hot new camera. SG here wants to take a look at it."

"Billy no!" from Joe "no more -- "

"More what dad?" Billy all innocent "besides they just wanna look at it okay?"

"Billy?" Joe knew he had nothing to fear from Bo, but Will was beginning to strike him as one loose cannon.

"Chill dad" Billy was heading for the kitchen door "go check on Joel, make sure they're not 'torturing' him" knowing his dad would get the hint.

Billy had the camera and tripod back outside before his dad knew what hit him. He set it up and had Bo and Will playing with it, making a big show of how there was no cassette in it, so "it's all harmless and safe" as he kept saying. He was convincing them they could not break it, but Bo knew he meant "safe from getting filmed". So everything was in place when Ern broke the surface screaming and gasping for air.

Everyone ran over to the pool seeing Ern doubled-up gasping "cramp! cramp!" just before he started heading for the bottom. Everyone, that is, except Billy. While everyone else was jumping in trying to save Ern, Billy went to the bag Ern had hidden under a towel, pulled out a new tape and batteries and loaded the camera. He had it up and running -- and recording -- before anyone noticed his absence.

"You okay? You okay?" both Moose and Joe were pulling him out of the water, hard to tell who was more upset, them or Ern.

Once they got him into a chair, Ern started to make a slow and convincing recovery.

"You see this why I told everyone to wait after they ate okay?" Joe looked at Billy, suddenly with the group.

"Sorry dad you were right" Billy looked at Ern and almost winked.

"Sorry Mister H- Joe" Ern was rubbing his pale white stomach muscles, blotchy from the water "I'll be okay in a minute."

"So no more pool for a while" Joe looked around "that goes for everybody."

"So now what are we supposed to do?" Billy looked at Moose, then at Big Hank.

"Why don't you ask Joel here?" Big Hank looked at him "I'm sure he could suggest something?"

"Funny Hank..." Joel looked around then at Joe: you aren't gonna let them start again, are you?

"Joel here was giving us all a very entertaining demostration" Big Hank looked around to everyone, finally Bo "before you new arrivals joined us. But I doubt it would be something you'd be interested in" trying to gauge Bo's reaction. He knew Bo was not to be messed with if things got ugly. Big Hank may have been the largest and strongest of the group, but with Bo's arrival, there was a significant shift of power. Everyone adjusted accordingly, everyone except Will.

"That all depends" Will cut in "what was the minnow here pullin?" he looked at Joel "besides stinking up the place?"

"Will we get the idea" from Moose "you two got history or something. So let it go."

"No we ain't got 'history'" Will looked at Joel "and we ain't gonna."

"Well Joel here" Big Hank had to take the risk. After all he had to remind himself he had a mission. He had a certain agenda still unfinished, and it was time to get it rolling "he was tellin all of us how he knew you" and turned to Bo.

"Me?" Bo looked at Joel "how's that?"

"Well..." Big Hank had to turn up the heat, at the same time directing the focus back at Joel "you tellin us none of that stuff between you and Joel actually happened?"

"What stuff?" Bo was too busy looking from Big Hank, to Joel, to Will, back and forth, his expression getting meaner by the second.

Joel felt the noose tightening. Damn, if he just had his wallet he could make a run for it, "look guys..."

"Okay Joel I think it's time you sit your ass back down in your seat again" Big Hank looked around "and as soon as everyone else sits down you can finish explaining this all. Especially to Bo here."

"No wait guys..." Joel looked at Joe for help.

"There's gonna be no more like before" from Joe.

"No more what?" Will could smell a rat" just what WAS goin down here Joe?"

"Nothing you want to concern yourself with" Joe looked at Bo.

"Bo here is owed an explanation and I'm gonna make sure Joel here is gonna do the explaining what we mean by 'nothing'" Big Hank went back to the chairs, moving them back together. He pointed to the remaining chairs, making sure Bo took Mannie's vacated spot on his right. If anything went down, he was hoping to intervene first if Bo went off. But he was not looking forward to that scenario. For some reason Will stayed next to Joel.

"We're a chair short" Moose looked around as he made a point of taking his spot next to Big Hank, pulling Ern down into his old chair.

"I'll get one" and Billywas already getting up.

"Sit your ass down Herms" from Moose "Joel can just sit on the bench there" pointing at the weight bench next to the pool.

"C'mon Moose" Joel saw Will plunk down in his old chair "I'm already starting to sweat out my --"

"Tough shit" Moose made sure Billy was sitting down again.

"Besides I'm already sunburned from -- "

"We'll get suntan lotion for you."

"Yeah right..." Joel was not expecting any mercy.

"Yeah right..." Big Hank got up and found that gym bag and fished out a tube of cream "here!" and tossed it at him.

"This better not be that green shit" Joel grabbed it out of the air and looked at it. It looked like a normal commercial brand. He squeezed some into his hand, glad it was a pale pink.

"What green shit you talkin about Joel?" from Bo.

"Joel here been working at the doc's" from Joe "understand? That's why Hank had Billy have Joel come over today. To straighten some things out... right?" looking at Joel.

"Look you guys..." he was smearing it over his face and arms "I didn't mean to..."

"Mean to what?" from Big Hank.

"It was just to get a rise outa you guys... and stuff..."

"You're gonna mess up that shirt" from Moose "ain't even your shirt Merklins. So lose it already."

"Whatever..." Joel tugged off Joe's t-shirt, or was it his? No, his was in still in the dryer. It was much too muggy to be wearing it anyway, smearing the cooling lotion over his shoulders and back as best he could.

"Merklins you sayin you was doin the nasty for these guys?" Will looked around, then to Joe "you trippin dude."

"I still wanna hear about what you was doin at the doc's" from Bo, his face now set and not very happy.

"He is working there now" from Billy "instead of me, okay?"

"And because he's on the inside" Big Hank continued "he's gonna be our eyes and ears there and... more important our hands right? Joel here's gonna get back those tapes right?"

"I already said -- "

"What tapes?" Bo was looking over at Joe with Big Hank doing a good job of holding him back.

"The ones from that Saturday Bo" Joe said "and.. yeah all the other ones."

"Y'mean?" Bo looked around.

"Yeah, we all know about what's been happening at the doc's" from Hank.

"But not..." he looked at Will "boy you better not -- "

"Chills SG" Will looked around "they won't know about those other ones unless you open your mouth n' tell'm -- "

"What other ones?" Hank turned to Bo. He had a sinking feeling in his gut, remembering the set-up at Mort's "from where?"

"Pops y'wanna tell -- "

"Shut yer face boy!"

"Bo we gotta get to the bottom of this okay?" Hank had to get him off the fence and onto their side fast. He needed to gain his confidence "we all here been guilty of things we would hate to have get out to the public, okay?"

"He got a big mouth" Bo looked at Will, watching the cat slipping out of the bag.

"These other tapes... they got anything to do with a certain restaurant out of town?" Hank looked at Bo, then the group.

"Say wha?" Bo's expression was total confusion and shock "you say restaurant???"

"You ain't mixed up with any situation like that, are you?"

"What 'situation'?" Bo looked at Will "boy you know what he's talkin about?"

"Fuck no" Will got up "Soulman what you goin on about?"

"You two are not talking about making films at..." he looked at the group "Mort's Supper Club?"

"What?" Bo broke into echoing laughter "what the hell a super club got to do with--"

"You don't know anything about making movies there?" now Hank was baffled.

"Movies of what? Fancy-ass tourists eatin fifty-dollar burgers?" Bo laughed.

"No..." Hank looked around "I'm talking about... porno movies."

"You ain't serious" Bo waved Will back down to his chair.

"Very serious" Hank said "those aren't the movies you meant?"

"Shit no..." Bo got nervous "we was talkin bout somethin else."

"Pops was sure as shit not eating" from Will, trying not to laugh.

"Bo?"

"Shit..." he looked at Will, very pissed "just some... home... movies is all."

"Y'mean homo movies is more like it -- "

"Boy your mouth gonna get shut for you!" but Hank held him down.

"What you were making in private ain't our concern here okay?" from Hank trying to calm him down.

"Then what the hell you TALKIN about?"

"Maybe Joel here can explain" Hank turned to Joel who was sitting quietly by himself on the bench, the sweat already beading on his greased torso "or better yet he can show you."

"Hank don't you think we've put him through enough of -- "

"Up to him Joe" Hank looked at Joel "maybe it's time you look at those notes, sorta remind yourself what's left."

"Fuck..." Joel looked at Joe for help "I thought we are finished with all that shit. You don't expect me... I mean in front of... I mean with these two?"

"Up to you Joel" Hank made a point of reaching into his pants and moving a wallet -- Joel's? -- to another pocket.

Joel stalled as long as he could. When he saw Joe hesitating, in fact, no one was so much as budging a muscle, he lowered his head and slowly got to his feet.

"You might as well lose those while you're at it" Hank pointed at his shorts.

"Fuck..." Joel reached for the waistband of the shorts and yanked them down. He forgot about Joe's jockstrap. After standing there for a second waiting for the reaction, all he saw was Billy shoot a strange look at his dad. Joe got very sunburned all of a sudden.

Joel turned his back on the group and pulled down the jockstrap, thinking about tossing it at Joe. Instead he walked over to the table, naked and reddening, and picked up the pile of papers. He tossed several away immediately.

"What'zup wit those?" Will looked at Moose then back to Joel "you always strip t'read yer fanmail?".

"We all got to write down what Joel must do as... as let's say, security down-payments" Moose said.

"Shit then gimme one too" Will was over to the table in flash.

"Sit down Will" Hank said "you got here too late. You just shit outa luck this time."

"Sheeet" Will threw himself back into his chair "Like hell I am..." but he was looking at his dad, waiting for him to say or do something.

"Joe you tellin me you makin him do stuff like..." he looked at Moose "like you hadda do?"

"No such luck" Moose looked at Hank then realized his mistake "I mean --"

"How much you know about that?" Hank cut in, and looked at Bo.

"I... yeah I know about... the doc's" Bo looked away "okay?"

"But they didn't force YOU -- "

"Shit no! pops volunteered like" from Will and nodded his head at his old man. Bo was keeping one eye on Joel's naked body while watching Hank for some indication of his level of involvement in all of this. He had not expected things to have gone this far this fast. If the situation continued to worsen, he told himself he would grab Will and get the hell out of there.

"Boy you gettin on my last nerve..."

"I don't expect you participated" Hank did not expect Bo to answer.

"Maybe maybe not" he looked hard at Hank "still ain't gettin your connection to all this... Hank."

"They blackmailin you too?"

"Blackmail?" and he looked at Joe "just how much he know?"

"It's okay Bo" Joe looked around, trying not to look at Joel "Hank here -- and Joel too -- are gonna get to the bottom of this -- "

"Yeah his white-ass bottom is sure -- " Will tried to cut in.

"Shut UP boy" Bo got up and went over to Joel "he telling the truth?"

"Look I don't..." Joel got real nervous seeing Bo's coming into striking range "I mean, it's..."

"It's what minnow" from Will looking over at Moose winking. Will knew he could count on Moose's help if this scene went to battlestations.

"Will I ain't gonna warn you again" Bo barely turned his head "only reason I'm here cause of some fool things some stupid kids done."

"Hang on a second. Lemme see if I am getting this right. So you and Joel there..." Hank looked at the two of them next to each other, having a very difficult time imagining the scene Joel described before.

"Look I mean..." Joel shifted his weight back and forth, the papers still in his hands.

"Bo I gotta ask this, it's very important now. You and Joel never did anything..."

"This Joel? this boy here?" Bo put his arm around his husky naked shoulder, the sweat soaking into his blue shirt "why, what he been tellin all a you?"

"C'mon Joel, tell him " Moose looked at Ern then at Joe"tell Bo there what y'told us before. About what you two got into."

"And while you are doin that" Hank looked around the group "why don't you get busy on one of those notes. Bo why don't you sit a while and make yourself comfortable. You might find this very entertaining"

"He does not need -- " Joe tried to calm down the growing tension.

"Yes I do" Joel looked at Hank, then at Joe, a thin crust of a smile starting to form "but only I get to pick which one."

"Fine, but only one" from Joe, looking at the growing darkness "then this party's over."

"Which one?" from Hank, guessing it would not be his.

"Boy you better get a move on" Bo looked around and made his way back to the chair "and I am still waitin t'hear what you been tellin these people -- "

"Right now right?" Joel looked around "you really think Bo and Will want to see this?"

"That's the idea" Hank looked over at Bo "unless you want your son to leave?"

"I'm staying SG" Will made the decision for him "right?"

"We'll see..." Bo looked at Joe "I still ain't sure what you intendin to do in front of all these people."

"Well you missed the early sex show so this can only get bad -- "

"Nothing bad Joel" Joe was hoping if he gave the group one last concession it would be over "nothing you will get injured doing. And nothin to cause Bo or Will to --"

"Oh no one will get hurt with this one" Joel actually smiled. That's when Joe got scared,

"You better let me see it first-- "

"It says" Joel started, glancing at the camera and actually hoping this time it was recording. He had a hard time not smirking when he looked straight at Bo "quote: I want Joe to blow me!" and all hell broke loose. Only a few heard the second part "with Billy blowing his dad..."

"You lying asshole!" Moose was out of the chair "gimme that!" and yanked it from his hand "shit..." he threw the paper down "YOU wrote that!"

"You forget everybody did?"

"Everybody wrote what?" Bo looked at Joe, then at the pile of notes.

"Except me and you remember?" from Will, picking it up and reading it "too fuckin freaky!"

"Well you can forget that one!" from Hank, looking for another paper instead "I think this one's from... who?" he handed him the paper, shaking his head. Moose took it and read it, suddenly embarrassed, what with Will and Bo being the wild cards. But then he shrugged his shoulders, thinking it's too late to hide anything anymore,

"Maybe..."

"Let me see" Joe took the paper from Moose and read it "Damn, this is even worse!"

"Or would you rather have Bo and Will here hear what YOU wrote, Joe" Joel found the incriminating note and picked it up. Joe snatched it from him,

"No don't!"

"You want me to tell them -- "

"No!"

"Okay Joe what's it gonna be" from Joel, knowing he had nothing to lose at this point "my note or the one from Moo-m-mister x?" he gave Moose a sneer.

"Damn..." Joe sat down again. He looked at Bo then at Hank then back at Bo "now you see how high the stakes keep getting?"

"Why don't you let us new ones decide?" from Will, "well SG?"

"We ain't decidin cause we ain't stayin" Bo said, making no move to rise from his chair.

"Aw c'mon pops..." Will saw an opportunity to play his dad again, and hated to see it go to waste. And yanking him in front of his buds, man that's too sweet! But that Soulman dude, man he was one tough muther, and not to be trusted.

"Will can't you see Joe here -- "

"Well Mister H, SG here thinks he ain't welcome or somethin--"

"Fuck, Bo you know you are welcome but..."

"But what?" Bo looked around.

"I mean I don't expect you t'be actually enjoying --"

"Maybe he would enjoy instead hearing what trash Joel was talkin before" from Moose.

"C'mon Moose maybe we should stay outa this" Ern looked at the group, not enjoying everyone looking at him all of a sudden.

"That I do" Bo sat there, seeing everyone staring at him now "but I ain't sure Will here should hear it or --- "

Will responded by leaning over and picking up the note from where Joe dropped it. He read it and laughed, "hah! trust me pops, Moose's note here's more t'your likin" looking at Moose smiling "or don't ya wanna get yer dick sucked by this minnow?"

"Say wha?"

"Merklins here gotta suck us all off! is what it says" Will was all smiles now "Maaaan I'm soooo glad Mannie called me -- "

"He what?" Hank looked at him.

"Ain't that right pops?"

"Well yeah he called for Will here and..." Bo looked around.

"And you two decided to crash the party" Joel took the paper from Will and crumbled it up "fine so now what you two decide?"

"Well SG what's it gonna be?"

"Joe?" Bo was getting more pissed by the second "we welcome here or ain't we?"

"Hell Bo of course you're welcome if ..."

"SG if you don't decide I will. Moose here -- " Will just shook his head looking at the big guy "you dog!"

"Enough..." Bo looked around "looks like someone gotta say so one way or other" he slowly waved everyone back to their chairs, and then finally stood up.

"What's it gonna be boss?" Joel was resigned to his fate. Even if it meant having Hank screw him in front of everyone.

"Boss?" Bo looked at him.

"Yes sir" Joel dropped to his knees, his arms behind him, lowering his head, the gigantic mass of Bo's legs in front of him "I'm dead one way or the other, it's up to you."

"Well look at that" Bo whistled "I ain't seen that since...lemme think" he looked at Moose and smiled "well it's still a sight and that's a fact."

"Tell me what you decide boss" staring at the ground.

Bo looked around, then at Hank. A part of him would not mind seeing the big musclehead in action. But what he really wanted was to hear what this kid was going around saying about him. After a long wait he said, "well I guess.. one way or other I gonna hear what you been sayin behind my back boy and..." he looked at the group "if that means it looks like someone's gonna get his wish" and he turned from Hank to Moose "well then you just may be gettin that wish!"

"Fuck..." Moose looked around, then at Joel, then at Hank, stealing a glance at his crotch. He was finally gonna see his hero in full glory! Too fuckin hot! "fuck..."

Bo looked around like they were expecting him to take charge, just throw Joel over his shoulder and do what?. Even that Big Hank waved at him giving him the green light. He looked around and up at the sky, seeing the clouds break apart in places. The sun tried shining through, but a high white haze was turning it into a burning hot disk beading down on all of them, turning the enclosed area of the backyard into an oven now. The wind was not moving so much as a single one of the crinkled bits of paper scattered everywhere. The hushed group sat there waiting for him, waiting for Bo to make the next move. He was reminded that he and Will had interrupted their fun and games, and it made him feel all the more on the spot. The thought crossed his mind maybe he was the one center stage, like he was going to have to do the sex stunts next. His big arms by themselves reached up and started to pull his shirt up and off. The reaction he got almost confirmed his suspicions. Everyone was staring at him, instead of Joel. Or rather his bare hugely muscled chest. To make the point, he flexed his pecs a few times,

"So what I am supposed to do again?" he looked down at Joel, his eyes locked on Bo's chest.

"Maaaan..." Joel was even with his belt buckle, his head tilted back. If his tongue had been hanging out it would not have been more obvious.

"Why you freakin so?" Bo continued to taunt him, flexing himself "you tellin these folks y'seen me lots of times."

"Tell him" from Moose "tell him what you told us! He'll --"

"Joel first tell Bo what's on the note" from Billy of all people, trying to keep his eyes off the camera, but knowing it was capturing it all.

"Yeah Joel why don't you tell me that first" Bo stood there "and stand up when you do."

With that the spell was broken and Bo felt the attention shift from him back to Joel. He went back to the chair between Big Hank and Joe,

"Go on!"

Joel got to his feet, his knees almost as blotchy as his swelling cock. With one hand he tried to cover himself, while he found the note with the other. He started reading softly as if to himself,

"'First I wanna see the minnow'..." he shot a looked at Moose.

"Louder!" from Will.

"'blindfolded!' You really get off on this don't you? 'Then the bastard's' Gee thanks Moose! 'the bastard's arms are tied behind his scrawny ass back and his--' c'mon Moose!"

"Finish the whole thing Joel" Moose was looking at Big Hank, trying to gauge his reaction, but Hank was looking only at Joel.

"'...his cock and balls get all tied with...shoelaces. Then everyone'" he looked at Bo, making a point of ignoring Will's grinning and high-fiving "'everyone lines up and the asshole gotta'... fine Moose, I'm an asshole, y'happy?"

"This is the part I dig!" from Will barely containing himself.

"'...everyone lines up and I gotta... blow each guy for three minutes' -- "

"Didn't I tell ya you'd wanna stick around pops?"

"Finish it Joel" from Big Hank.

"'..three minutes. If he cannot guess who it is he get ten wacks on that minnow ass -- "

"No fair!" from Will "he'll guess my hose right away" grabbing his crotch "no one got this much dick!"

"You sure?" from Moose not looking at anyone in particular.

"And I sure wanna get to wail on that white ass!"

"Boy I ain't tellin you again, shut yer mouth!" Bo was not looking around, only at Joel, trying to find a way to hear Joel's story without all of this new stuff. The last thing he wanted was this kid swinging on his dick and Will making a joke of him not rising to the occasion like.

"Okay where's the goddamn blindfold!" Joel put the note aside, looking at Joe, thinking he was going to stop this any second. Instead Joe kept looking at Bo.

"Sweet!" Will stood up and pulled his t-shirt over his head "this smelly thing's just right for this minnow" and he went up to Joel expecting a fight. Will was almost disappointed Joel just stood there and let him tie it around his head. Will crouched down and pulled his shoelaces free from his sneekers but stopped,

"Sheeet I ain't touchin this minnow's shit" and left the laces lying on ground "one of you... guys can do that" and he went back to his seat kicking the shoes off his feet.

"I'll do it" Joe stood up, a slight bulge showing at his crotch.

"Dad!" Billy was bit shocked, but it sounded more like: way to go dad!

"I wanna make sure Joel doesn't get injured" but Joe was already blushing. Had he known the camera was about to capture the whole thing he might have not been so eager.

Joe went up to Joel and picked up the shoelaces. He was about to reach for Joel's balls when Moose yelled out,

"Tie him first! Tie his arms good!"

"With?" Joe looked around "maybe we should skip -- "

"Use this!" Moose reached over and yanked his belt free of his pants. He tossed it at Joe who grabbed it out of the air. It was braided leather, flexible enough to hold a knot and rugged enough to match Joel's strength. Had Moose been planning this?

Joe looped it around Joel's wrists but Moose yelled,

"Hell no! Not like that!" and he was out of his chair in a flash. He took the belt away from Joe and forced Joel's arms behind him,

"Like this!" and he looped the belt tight around one wrist then lashed the second to the first, tightening as he went. He finished by securing the buckle through the last hole. Joel moaned as his arms were pinned, his biceps and shoulder muscles bulging with the strain,his pecs shoved forward looking very vulnerable. But that was Moose's intent.

"You're hurting him!" Joe checked the knots but could feel Joel had circulation in his hands.

"He'll live" Moose waddled back to his chair, his cut-offs starting to ride down his hips. The main thing holding them up was a dramatic prow threatening to poke free from his right leg opening.

"Sheeet" Will muttered "Moose you dog!"

Moose shrugged and eased back into his chair, readjusting himself a bit. Big Hank looked at him and nodded,

"Is that what you had in mind?" he said to Moose.

"For starters, yeah..." Moose looked back at Joe "you sure you won't let me -- "

"I better do this" Joe saw the force Moose used with the belt and did not want a repeat with the shoelaces "okay?"

"Make sure they're real tight Joe" Moose said "I wanna see him squirm like a bug!"

"Moose!"

"I wanna see those veins pop out so much his eyes bug out!" Moose looked at Ern, then at Big Hank "wrap that dick so tight it looks like a water balloon! And those balls! Wrap'm so he can't even think about cumming!" slapping his hand down in Ern's lap. Ern almost lifted out of his chair.

"Sheeet that ain't gonna hold. I done this before" Bo came up behind Joel, Joe stopped what he was doing with the laces "I know just how tight is tight" and he slid his own belt out of his pants. Joe protested briefly but when he saw Bo was not losing speed, he let the laces fall to the ground. He watched Bo wrap his belt around Joel's neck,

"Don't! you'll strangle him!"

"Just watch and learn, watch and learn!"

"But -- "

"He can't sing if he can't breathe remember?" Bo just continued, forcing the end of the belt through Joel's left armpit.

"I promised Joel no one's gonna get hurt --"

"Ain't no one gonna" Bo barely stopped his work to glare at Joe "including me got it? And I intend to get to the bottom of this, just like you" he turned to Hank "was doin before I busted up your little afternoon sex orgy here. So unless you can guarantee this boy ain't gonna go and mess up any of our lives I suggest you chill Joe..."

Joe looked around, seeing the situation shifting away from him. Even Hank nodded at Bo and muttered "he's right Joe, we gotta deal with this."

"Yeah but..." he looked at Billy, then the rest "but I still say if anything gets ugly I'm putting a stop to this -- "

"It's okay mister Herms" Ern spoke up "we ain't here to kill him, just convince Joel we mean business, so he gets the message loud and clear" and tried steering him back to his chair, but Joe was backing away towards the back door "and ah from looking at Joel's dick there I get the feeling he's getting it, right Joel?"

"Okay I'm really outnumbered here" Joe headed for the door.

"Dad where are you goin?" Billy jumped up, ready to stop him if he decided to do something stupid. Like call in the militia.

"Billy go sit down!"

"You aren't gonna...?" Billy was afraid to finish the question. Call the cops, came to mind.

"I'm gonna take a piss if that's allright with you" Joe tried to look disgusted, but was now heading for the door no question "and no you can't interrupt this time" he smirked at Billy "just don't start any... 'interrogations' til I get back" and he was through the door.

Joe was up the stairs two at a time, trying to get a headstart before Billy came after him. He was standing there pissing, expecting to hear the footsteps on the stairs any moment, but nothing. He left the bathroom on tiptoes and slipped to their bedroom, avoiding the two squeeky boards in case his son was lurking downstairs. He went to the window, and checked the pinhole camera hidden behind the drapes. He readjusted the angle and went to the closet, changing the tape in the recorder. He hid the first tape in a lockbox concealed inside some dusty luggage, checked the second tape and slipped back to the bathroom, making a point of flushing. He was back downstairs in three minutes tops.

"What was that all about?" Hank looked at Billy, who was turning red with anger.

"Oh dad's just tryin to get back at me" he looked around the group, almost embarrassed "and no I ain't ever interrupted when he took a piss -- "

"Too bad" Ern cracked a half-smile and ducked his head.

"Sit down perv" Moose grunted, but Ern did not know if he meant him or Billy.

"Ain't you just about finished?" Hank looked at Bo.

"Wanna make sure I don't tie it too tight!" from Bo "don't want this canary so trussed up he can't sing! Okay Joel, before you go falsetto on us you better start tellin me what you been saying to these nice boys."

"But!" Joel felt Bo's hand pull the belt bringing his tied wrists up "OHHHHHH!"

"You stall you suffer."

"I didn't mean anything!" he felt Bo give the belt another tug. His arms were wrapped tight behind his back, pulled upward as Bo's belt started to dig into his left shoulder, his chest pinched by the diagonal line down to his armpit. Bo checked the nice job Moose had done with the laces. As soon as Joe had vacated the area Moose had retrieved the laces and started a slow and increasingly tightening circle around and around the base of his balls, pulling them further away from his crotch. The way Moose was massaging Joel's scrotum as he went forced his dick to start throbbing and filling fast. Moose grunted his approval and before Joel went full-hard started a figure-eight looping of a second lace, around the base of Joel's cock then around the already stretched balls. By the time he finished with a third lace, Joel was sporting hard red wood, all tied up in a nice package.

Joe returned just as Bo gave the belt another short tug,

"You just keep your mind on business son" Bo checked Moose's work and whistled "man you some kinda mean-ass boy scout with those knots" and helped Moose to his feet "now while we go sit down you're gonna tell me what lies you been tellin -- "

"I wasn't lying! I mean I was just making up the story about the gym -- "

"What story about what gym boy?" Bo directed Moose back to their chairs.

"I mean... like I remembering seein you at the gym a couple of times -- "

"Like when?" Bo was getting comfortable in the chair between Hank and Will, impressed with his work, with both of their work. He looked at Moose on the other side of Hank and nodded.

"Tell him about the other stuff -- "

"What other -- ?" but Hank grabbed Bo's massive thigh to hush him. It was like trying tograb a telephone pole, warm and moving beneath his moist palm.

"Well I made up this story about... okay I MADE it UP Bo!" Joel tried to flex his chest to relieve the pressure of the belt, but it only succeeded in rubbing his left nipple raw.

"It was one of those times me and the guys were at the gym okay? and well you probably don't remember but one day you were there" Joel started flexing one then the other shoulder, relieving the pressure of the belt, the muscles in his arms starting to ache, but nothing he could do about it, except stand there blindfolded, feeling the sweat pouring off his face and down his chest "and you were doing one of your heavy workouts, like man, you were were at it for like hours!"

"You don't get a body like this without -- " Bo started before he felt Hank's hand press down into his thigh again trying to hush him. It felt like a gnat against his hard thigh. He gave his muscle a flex or two to let Hank know he got the idea and shut up. When nobody said anything else, Joel was forced to continue,

"Okay? Like hours, like I told these guys... and well... you don't remember but I followed you into the steamroom afterwards... and..." Joel heard nothing but his heart pounding. Yeah he had to continue "well I made up this shit about how this other guy... he's this guy that shows up and works out on the stairmasters okay? kinda lean but pure muscle okay? Dark hair and he looks like he always needs a shave like and... well I saw him in the shower once and he got a dick for days like..." Joel waited for the reaction, but all heard was the humming of the pumps from the pool and his heart racing in his chest"well, I made up a story about this guy -- "

"Ed" Bo grunted "his name's Ed --"

"You know him?" Joel gave a jerk, the sweat jumping off his stomach.

"What about him?" Bo looked at Will with a very blank expression, then down at Hank's hand on his leg.

"Shit... I don't know him okay?" Joel turned his head from side to side, trying to hear some kind of murmuring, some sense of how his hidden audience was reacting to this. He got the impression from Bo's tone he was playing it cool but getting more and more pissed by the minute. The stillness was getting to him "and like I said before I made up this story about how the three of us were in the steam room and this guy -- this Ed guy -- started... shit..." he bent forward a bit to uncramp his leg muscles "well a lotta shit about how this Ed guy was in the steamroom with us, y'know naked and all, and well... shit, he started... y'know, getting himself all turned on like okay?"

Again Joel waited for some kind of reaction. But it sounded like someone -- Billy? -- was tearing up pieces of paper?

"Hey that better not be my driver's license!" Joel straightened up and tried to lurch in the direction of the sound, almost losing his balance in the process.

"It ain't your license" it was Billy, he was right "and cool it before y'fall flat on your face -- and no y'can't sit down."

Billy had retrieved his note from earlier and was writing numbers on it, then tearing it into individual tiny pieces. He handed everyone -- everyone except Joel -- one of the pieces.

"Then what?" from Bo, looking down at his, seeing the number "4" on it. He looked over at Hank's who had "2".

"Then..." Joel was trying to figure out what latest trick they had come up with "what you dudes doing?"

"Hurry up with your story" Hank looked at Billy then at Ern who seemed to have number one and was whispering with Billy.

"What you guys whispering about?" Joel turned away from them, rubbing his butt against a chair he bumped.

"Got an itch there bud?" Joe was up from the chair, his scrap falling to the ground. He went over to Joel and turned him around, pushing the chair away from where it had been inching toward the edge of the pool. He started rubbing his hand over Joel's butt, turning redder as his sweat-streaked shorts revealed his growing reaction to all of this. He looked down at himself and adjusted it, aware of how his swolling was more obvious in profile. He kept a firm hand on Joel when he saw Ern get up and go over to the pool,

"Tell Bo what happened after the gym" Joe held onto him as Ern splashed into the pool. Joel almost fell over, surprised at the sudden sound.

"First fiinish the steamroom shit" from Bo "you tellin them I did something -- "

"I told them" Joel twisted his head, trying to figure out who was in the pool and why "this guy Ed, well, he started getting himself all turned on and... well he ended up... fuckin me..." Joel waiting for the reaction, but nothing. Maybe a soft "bull" from Will? but otherwise just the sound of someone making noises in the pool. Finally he heard Bo,

"And what was I doin when you were gettin dicked?"

"Nothin."

Joel heard someone get out of the pool, and take a step or two but then,

Nothing. I told them you just sat there and watched this guy fuck me okay? And then...well..."

"Finish it Joel" from Hank off to his left. Okay, well it wasn't Hank by the pool, Joel figured. So what then?"

"Fuck... Bo don't go crazy on my okay? It's just somethin I made up to get all the guys all cranked y'know? Ern wanted to see Joe good and primed okay? And Mannie-- " Joel heard Will grunt something before someone, probably Bo, silenced him fast "and Mannie thinks he's so cool and straight and shit -- man you shoulda seen him throw a bone when I told him about Bo and me... okay here goes. But Joe" Joel turned his head behind him to where Joe was "if he comes at me you gotta do something okay?"

"I ain't doin nothin!" Bo said, very slow and deliberate "just like the 'nothin' I did when you were gettin your ass pounded. Okay kid spit it out. NOW!" and at that moment the backyard went into deep shade. Ern and Joe looked up to see the first of the black clouds crawl overhead. There was a major storm coming, one way or the other.

"Bo it's just... shit..." Joel turned back to the group "I made up this story about how you talked to me after we got dressed and made me follow you to this warehouse I made up, somewhere on the south side and all. And it was this secret work-out gym, run by some guy you knew and we went inside and well... this thing started where you'd do somethin and then I hadda do it after you, like you got into your work-out clothes then I hadda, then you did some reps then I did and..." Joel heard the mystery person approach him from the direction of the pool "okay, like I hadda really get these guys so worked up that they'd get all turned on and maybe if they got real turned on they'd like start getting into some shit and yeah, they were getting major bones in their shorts and a few like Hank and Mannie and.. Joe here" Joel nodded behind him "were out and waving in the breeze and like Ern was practically jacking him off right then and there and Mannie was ready to blow his load... so I made up this shit about... shit okay, Bo, like you and me start stripping for this guy that runs this bogus gym and okay it's like this horny fantasy okay? All made up okay? and after we are like buck naked for this guy well... there's like a dildo okay? And we start fuckin ourselves with it okay? We do this double... penetrating thing for this guy and his camera -- "

"Boy you sayin -- " Bo's voice was so deep it sounded like thunder. Will recognized that tone and knew someone was gonna be real sorry real soon.

"Bo I hadda make up somethin really over-the-top okay? And sure enough like everyone starts creaming -- "

"Only guy got to blow his nut was you remember?" from Hank, looking at Moose "but now it's our turn, cumboy -- "

"Boy you told these people you an me were getting our asses plugged? With dildoes?" Bo was ready to come out of chair, an avalanche of angry muscle heading for Joel, but somehow Hank was keeping the tree trunks from doing their deed. It helped that his hand had risen up from Bo's thigh to the warm wet crease beside his crotch.

There was a moment of silence as a cold, then a hot blast of air fresh from an oven door passed over them, then that heavy mugginess settled again over the backyard. Joel knew he was out of time. He lowered himself and dropped to his knees, a bit surprised to hit the ground and feel towels beneath his knees. He was barely balanced when he felt a warm body in front of his face.

"Okay Joel, you know what happens next" from Hank.

He lowered his head, a bit stunned they were actually gone through with it.

Damn, he waited for Joe behind him to intervene but nothing! The same nothing that he saw in Bo's eyes that afternoon at the gym, as he was blowing the guy -- not getting fucked as he lied -- in the steamroom, and Bo just sat there, glancing over now and again while that guy forced his dick down his throat again and again. And Bo just sat and watched, his expression registering... nothing!

So Joel raised his head and opened his mouth. After a few moments he felt the warm flesh of someone's dick, spongy soft-firm and smelling of chlorine, touch his tongue. When Joel closed his mouth around the circumcized head and starting sucking in earnest, he felt the guy start to slide it in deeper and deeper with each tentative thrust. He was sucking him for what seemed like only a few seconds when he felt the dick lenghten and press against the back of his throat. Damn, this was one serious dick, Joel thought, not thick but some serious inches here. He felt it throb once or twice and it was yanked free of his mouth. Whoever was standing there was breathing hard. Before he could react the hard cock was shoved back into his mouth, farther back this time until it was banging his tonsils. Joel gagged once or twice before he felt it pulled out again. Man, whoever it was, this guy was really horned up. There was no way Joel could keep this up without the guy... shit, was he really gonna dump his load in front of all these guys? Man, that would be justice!

Joel leaned forward until his chin banged into the blunt end of that cock. The guy gave a gulp but did not make any noise that could identify him. Joel stuck his tongue out and started lapping it like a popsicle. That did it! The guy gave a moan and before Joel could swallow the head, he tasted the sticky sweet taste of success! The guy was blowing buckets into his mouth like he had not cum in ages! Joel deep-throated him once, then pulled off him as he continued to shoot, a glop of splooge hitting him in the nose, causing him to cough.

Joel leaned back on his haunches, the cum running down his nose to his lips and chin. He could do nothing but feel it drizzle onto his chest with the sweat dripping off his face.

"Y'still got another minute Joel" from Hank "you wanna keep makin a spectacle of yourself so you can figure out who -- "

"I don't need to" coughed Joel, trying to shake the snot from his nose "only one person I know so hard up for sex like that! Billy!!!" he shouted.

"Nope" from about seven feet away and to his left "not me!"

"What?!?!?!" Joel struggled back to his knees, trying to get up "fuck you! It was too!"

"Thanks for the super blowjob man" Joel heard above him and recognized the voice immediately.

"Ern!"

"Yeah!" Ern reached down and lifted Joel up by his elbows "that was somethin, I never got sucked like that before, really enjoyed it" he chuckled and slid his hand down Joel's chest and belly, smearing his hand smearing through his own cum , mixing it with Joel's sweat. He grabbed Joel's obscenely hard cock, slicking the mess up and down "and it seems did you too!" but Ern kept it up, feeling him buck under the exquisite torture "yeah I think you like sucking me off, especially knowing everyone was watching right?" his hand giving a slow sticky squeeze to Joel's trapped cock "right?"

"Oh maaaaannn" Joel felt the slow jacking, and knowing it was Ern doing it openly, aware of how it looked to all of them, man he could almost let it get him to pop, if not for those shoelaces pulling at his balls and keeping his cock swollen like a balloon.

"So what it mean the minnow guessed wrong?" from Will, almost chuckling "he gotta do it again?"

Moose laughed too "fuck no Will. It means we get to wail on his ass!" and he was out of the chair!"

"Lemme see that note" Bo looked down and saw Hank inch his hand from his crotch. There was a sweaty handprint on the front of his shorts next to his nutsac when he got to his feet. He went over to the table and started sorting through the piles. He read one or two whistling before he found Moose's.

"It says he gets ten wacks on the ass all right" he looked at Moose and wagged his head "but it don't say who from."

"C'mon Bo" Moose was looking around, seeing his fun slip away.

"And seein as I'm the one this boy's been spreading lies about -- "

"Shit pops then how he get your number?" Will just sat there smirking.

"You either shut your mouth or your ass is over here next" Bo turned, again feeling all eyes on him instead "but either way Moose here's gonna let me discipline this boy for what he been sayin bout me."

"Shit like I'm gonna stop you" Moose raised his hands in surrender "but next time that ass is mine."

"Okay boy" Bo grabbed Joel by the arm, none too gentle and pushed him toward the table by the pool. He pulled the table away from the pool edge and brushed its items onto the ground. He saw what fell out of the towel: a tube of that damn green stuff and what looked to be that same buttplug from Will's little scene. He made a point of knocking it with his foot, looking at everyone while he did. He picked up the dirty towel and tossed it over the table.

"Okay boy" Bo directed him until his thighs banged into the table's edge "bend over and get ready for your whuppin."

"Please no..." Joel did not mind giving public blowjobs, but getting spanked like a baby, that was too much "c'mon Bo!"

But Bo was having none of it. He bent Joel over the table, forcing his shouders down to the surface. And the way he was tied up, Joel could not have fought him if he wanted.

"So son" Bo leaned over Joel's back while his strong right hand started kneading Joel's buttocks "seems like there's been a whole lot of shit goin on around here. You wanna tell me about why I should be findin a buttplug here in Joe's backyard when I know it ain't his?"

"Please... sir" Joel tried, but before he could brace himself, that hand came down hard on his right cheek like lightning, sending a jolt through his whole body. His shoulders flew into the air, but Bo held him down with his other massive paw.

"These boys put that plug in you before I come back here? Yes or no?"

"Please...!" and wham! full force down on his left cheek.

"Wrong answer boy!" and Bo's hand started a series of soft taps to the two tender red circles on Joel's butt, causing him to grind forward onto the table "yes or no?"

"Yes! okay?" Joel waited for the hand to come down but nothing. The hand was removed and the cooler air started stinging.

"You let them put that in you, right there in front of everyone?"

"Yes..."

"Did Joe see this?"

"Yeah, he was here, he saw the whole thing."

"You lying again boy?" and whop! down came the massive hand on the already stinging buttcheek. Joel bucked and saw stars.

"C'mon Bo, he's not lying" from Joe, standing off to the side, trying not to stare.

"You get off on that shit boy? Getting your butt filled in front of strangers?"

Will gave a snicker but kept his mouth shut. Everyone gave him a look regardless, knowing what he meant. And so did Bo,

"You don't think that's some kinda filthy stinkin sick thing to let people watch you get y'ass fucked like that?" and WACK! down came the hand again. Joel let out a scream the whole block heard "tell me boy, yes or no?"

Joel started bucking again, his ass an angry red, tears starting to form behind the blindfold "damnnn! shit! okay, no, okay?"

"Good answer boy" Bo surprised everyone by helping Joel stand up. Once Joel was vertical again, Bo made a point of showing Joel's front to everyone,

"You know what you look like boy? Your meat all pokin out just thinkin about somebody doin that t'your shithole. Ain't y'ashamed of all these nice folks knowing how you do that nasty shit, and you gettin all hard just talkin about this shit?"

"Bo what y'want me t'say?" Joel stood there, feeling all eyes boring into his nakedness, his every deep hidden secret as exposed and raw as his burning ass, as his throbbing painful cock and stretched balls on display for everyone.

"Come over here boy" Joel felt Bo's rough hard grip on his shoulder, pulling him a few awkward steps to his left. He heard the scraping squeak of a chair pulled over the tile and Bo plopping down into it. He felt Bo's hand turn him around and pull him face-down onto his lap.

"That more comfortable boy?" Bo bent Joel down over his knees, his ass pointing up at that fierce right hand.

"Bo...sir... please... not like this! I feel like a little kid..."

"Well that's what you are boy" Bo started a series of small slaps on Joel's butt, enough to keep Joel squirming in pain "a very very bad little kid who's in need of a good whupping, tellin lies about people they know nothin bout ain't that right?"

"Yes... sir" Joel tried to adjust his weight as best he could, but either his tied balls and cock were pressed against Bo's unyielding thighs or his ass was rising up to those stinging slaps.

"And now you're getting punished for those lies, right boy?"

"Yes sir..." Joel felt Bo's left hand slide under his stomach and raise him up a bit, brushing once or twice against his raw cockhead. He felt Bo's hand struggle with the front of his own shorts and damn, but if Bo did not reach into his waistband and pull the front down, freeing his equipment. He pulled Joel back down into his lap, his hand directing Joel's already sensitive and swollen cockhead into the wiry bristles of his pubic hair. When he felt the underside of his sticky greasy cock pressed into Bo's massive cock Joel just about passed out. Bo's business hand pushed Joel's ass down into his lap, trapping both of their cocks together in the massive grip of his left hand. Joel was caught in the vice of his hand, the undersides of their two cocks squeezed against each other in that strangling grip. Joel felt himself start to spin.

"That's right boy. You get yourself ready for your whuppin" Bo looked around, giving the group his most innocent blank look. Joel would have recognized it from the sauna had he been able to see it. But Bo settled Joel's groin into his lap, knowing it was damn near impossible for them to see what he had done. Only Will recognized the slight re-adjustment and looked like he wanted to crawl under the chair with embarrassment.

"So how many we up to boy?" Bo raised his hand "I done lost count."

"Four" shouted both Will and Moose looking at each other in surprise. Then Will saw the look Moose gave him and tried to look away but Moose caught the shame written all over his face. Moose just nodded his head at him and smiled. Damn, he had Will's number now. Sweet!

Before Joel had a chance to get comfortable Bo's hand was back on his ass,

"Okay boy you tell all this people now that none of that shit ain't ever happen like you say" and Joel braced for that hand to fly into the air and down like a two-by-four. Instead, it was working its way between his asscheeks, slowly spreading them apart. Joel had to spread his legs to keep his balance.

"I swear Bo I made it all up. NOTHING ever happened like THAT!" he shouted as he felt Bo's fat finger push into his hole "HEY!"

"You like that boy? You tellin these nice fellas you took it up the ass didn't you?"

"Here! Use this!" Billy reached down to that towel and picku up that tube of green goo. He tossed it at Bo's feet.

"What have we here?" Bo removed his right hand from Joel's butt and reached it easily. He picked it up and smelled it, wrinkling his nose, looking at the group. It was slippery enough that he was able to twist off the cap with one hand and squeeze a glop right into Joel's crack. Joel was in no position to buck or flinch, with his cock still trapped against Bo's When he felt Bo's finger again at his hole, this time lubed with the green goo, all he could do was moan and swear.

"So tell us boy, you never had a man's finger up your fuckhole before?" Bo was ramming his fat middle finger deep in Joel "Say it boy!"

"Fuck!" Joel knew he was caught like a rat in a trap "fuck oh man, ow! shit... okay no! okay?"

"Nice and loud tell these guys you and me never did all those nasty things like you said before."

"Okay it was a OH! man not so FUCK! okay okay we never FUCK! shit man you're killin me -- "

"Tell'm!"

"We never did any of that stuff!"

"And I never took you to Bob's -- I mean we never went to any goddamn gym" Bo felt the sweat pouring off him, his whole body shook with the slip, hoping no one would

"Bob? What Bob?" Hank was on it like a bloodhound.

"Tell'm boy we never went nowhere!" and Bo's hand was off Joel's butt and bang! slammed down on his ass like a rifle blast. Joel screamed and almost flew off him.

"AHWHW!!!!" he screamed, the pain in his ass like a wave of fire spreading through his whole crotch. But Bo kept up and slow and steading squeezing of their cocks together, and the painful swelling meant Bo was enjoying himself enough to get that lead pipe of his to increase by several inches.

"Damn you're killin me!" Joel was flailing as best he could but now most of the guys could see Bo had a tight hold going at his crotch. Some of them actually flinched thinking Joel's balls were caught in that vice.

"Tell'm boy before your voice starts changing!"

"Shit it never happened! Bo and I never went no fuckin where okay?"

"We never went to no gym?"

"No I lied! No gym!"

"Wait who is this Bob?" Hank was not giving up.

But Bo was having none of it,

"Why you make up that shit boy?" and the hand was back on Joel's ass. Just lying there, pressing into the stinging flesh was agony enough, but when that cigar of a finger started sliding back into his hole, Joel just gave up, all the fight draining from his muscles, "tell me!"

"I... just wanted to... turn them on..." Joel moaned almost to himself.

"Speak up boy!"

"I wanted to turn them on" he repeated a bit louder.

"So where'd you get that shit about me boy" Bo's voice went down a good octave, into his threatening range.

"I... can't say..."

Bo's finger started a slow and steady jabbing into Joel's hole deep and hard. At the same time he was jacking himself off with his other hand. Too bad Joel's cock was getting smashed to jelly in the process,

"You gonna make me hurt you boy!"

"Fuck... fuck... fuck" Joel's ass was glowing bright red in the dim light, the muscles flexing and spasming as he was being worked over.

"Tell me boy or you want me to rip you a new asshole here and now!"

"Fuck.. Bo... damn... fuck" Joel felt Bo's cock smashing into his, hard and full now. His own cock was being rubbed raw "the doc's..."

"What about the doc's?"

"The film... I saw it... okay?"

SLAM! down came the hand again, "WHAT FILM!?"

"You... at the doc's... gettin... fucked... okay?"

"Sheeeeeet" from Will, but Hank silenced him fast. Everyone else had a very good idea what Joel was talking about.

"You saw what?"

"You getting fucked... at the doc's. I saw it okay?"

WHACK! down came number seven "where you see this shit?"

"At the doc's okay--"

WHACK! but not as hard. Bo's expression had changed, "where at the doc's?"

"I was... the films... packing them up... the films" Joel was panting, trying to catch his breath, his ass on fire. When no one interrupted he kept going "the films in the back room... we were shipping them... out okay?"

"Where to?"

"Someplace..." Joel didn't know what hurt more, his ass or his cock, or the anger radiating down on him "someplace...Chicago I think..."

"You don't know where?"

"I... can't remember... the docs know... the address is in the docs' appointment book. Billy knows -- "

"The big black one? In the front desk?"

"Yeah that one..." Joel felt Bo's hand barely graze his asscheek "owww! Please don't hit me any more please!"

"How you see that film boy?" but Bo raised his hand away from the red flesh.

"I dropped it on the floor... okay? with another one..."

"What other one?" from Moose fast.

"One with...I can't say..." Joel braced for the next slap... but it never came. Just lying there with his ass burning almost felt worse.

"Yes you can boy..." Bo said slow and soft "you tell us. Which one?"

"But he'll kill me!"

"Who boy?" and Bo's hand just brushed Joel's ass, sending him down into Bo's lap again.

"He'll kill me!"

"Who is it?" Moose said "do we know him?"

"Fuck yeah!"

"Someone from school right?" Moose looked around, knowing where this was going.

"How..? How you know?"

"Shit it's Coach O'Connoll right?"

"O'Connoll?!?!?" Joel jerked his head up "fuck no not that -- shit!!!"

"Not that what?" Bo's hand came down on Joel's ass, but only hard enough to force Joel's crotch down into Bo's hard and weeping cock, the foreskin back, the head getting ready for business.

"Fuck... he's gonna kill me!"

"Not that coach you sayin boy?" and the finger was back in Joel's hole like a bolt of lightning. Joel lurched and felt Bo's cock give a hard spasm "you sayin--"

"Joel you sayin you saw Coach... Berman?" Moose looked at the other guys, then at Billy hard "you saw him at the doc's?"

"I didn't see! him!" Joel felt the finger give two hard jabs deep against his prostate. He knew it was only a matter of time before he was gonna splooge all over Bo "I saw... his... film. Okay?"

"Ten!" yelled Bo, pulling the finger from Joel's hole and slamming it down.

He didn't hit Joel's ass, instead wacking hard into Joel's tightly trussed ballsac! Joel gave out a animal squeal at the same time Bo unclasped their cocks and stood up, bringing Joel to his feet as well. There was a moment of hesitation, everyone seeing Joel's insanely swollen cock and balls, red and rubbed raw. They also saw now that Bo's trunks were pulled down below his balls, his own cock was full out and hard, slimy and shiny from sweat and gel and god knows what else. It was almost a suprise when then noticed that Joel's cock gave a throb or two and a small bead of wetness started to ooze from the slit, hanging there. Joel tried to double over but Bo held him by his tied shoulders, while his cock continued to throb. But as much as Joel tried to cum, the knots held. He moaned and writhed, trying to free the cum that felt lodged half-in half-out of his cock, but as much as he tried, he could not make it blow. He hung from Bo's arms, shaking and moaning, feeling everyone's eyes on his bound cock, trying to blow but frozen in mid-spurt. If he could just get his hands free and untie his cock, and jack the burning jizz from his cock...

"Enough! Untie him" from Joe, getting out of his chair.

"Sit down Joe" from Hank, looking at Moose "you forget this little minnow still got his penalty to finish?"

"But he's been through enough!"

"Looks to me like he's enjoying it way too much to stop" Hank stepped between Joe and Joel "right Joel?"

"Please please untie me I can't take it."

"Yeah you can take it" Hank went over and started slapping his cock back and forth. A small amount of fluid, sweat? gel? cum? started flying all over Hank's front. And Hank's front was swollen and sweaty enough for it not to matter much.

"Yeah you wanna blow bad right minnow?"

"Shit! no more!" it sounded like Joel was ready to cry, his voice was so hoarse.

"Okay minnow, I'll untie you -- "

"Wait!" from Moose, suddenly cheated of his victory. Seeing the hard Hank upclose and personal with the bound Joel was too much for him. He had been pulling on his balls to keep from cumming for what seemed like ages.

"Joel? it's up to you. I'll untie you and Moose won't get to see ya finish suckin off this whole group. This whole group ya got real turned on got it?" and he pressed his crotch against Joel's exposed front "yeah ya feel that? ya FEEL THAT?!" Hank shoved the stretched fabric hard against his tender cockhead.

"Ohwhwh! Okay yeah I feel it."

"So you gonna take care of us? All of us?" he thrust himself again Joel repeatedly "or we gonna untie you and you can take care of Bo only" he looked over at Bo, who was busy emptying a water jug, his shorts up and back in place, but the stretched outline of his cock still plain as day "and Bo don't like blowjobs, he wants a piece of this hot ass" and Hank rubbed his hand over the red tender cheeks.

"Owwww" Joel tried to pull away but Hank grabbed him by the belt.

"So tell me to untie you and Bo gets to ride your ass right in front of us -- "

"Wha???" from Bo, looking around, but first at Will "wait I -- "

Hank signaled him to be quiet, having a hunch Joel would not know it was a bluff "so you say the word. Tell me to untie you and we get to see Bo plow your nice white ass with his huge mutherfuckin club-- shit you felt that monster! You want him to plow you with that right here and now for us all to see? And Billy here, he's gonna make sure he takes lots of pics so all the other minnows can -- "

"No! No pictures!" from Joe, but everyone just shushed him.

"So Joel. Tell me to untie you. Cause nothin would get my nut like seein Bo split your ass in two with that thing!"

Joel struggled and broke free of Hank's grip, but just enough to get some movement back in his arms. He stood there flexing the hard muscles in his shoulders and chest, his head bent forward, getting his wind back, one gasp at a time.

He stood there for what seemed like hours, feeling the mugginess pull more and more sweat from him. He had seen Bo's fuckclub before, but never full out, never in real life. But what he felt rubbing against his cock earlier seemed to be enormous. More than enormous, monstrous! So his choice was, either finish sucking off the rest of those guys -- and hoping they forgot about the other part where Hank does get a turn at his ass -- or taking Bo on. And if anything like a pic of that got back to anyone he knew he would be dead. No question about it.

"Fuck you..." Joel stood there, not bothering to turn towards Hank's voice "fuck you. I won't give you that pleasure!" trying to be defiant but now too exhausted.

"So I gonna untie you?" Joel heard Hank behind him now. And damn!!! but Hank was rubbing his crotch up and down Joel's raw ass.

"Fuck that hurts!"

"What does minnow?"

"That does!" Joel tried to pull away from the rubbing.

"You don't like this?"

"You know it scratches!"

"Yeah so what?" Hank continued tormenting him, rubbing the itchy shorts back and forth, up and down over Joel's bare ass.

"Moose c'mere!" Hank barked. Moose had to recover from his trance, watching his hero stud getting ready to do Joel then and there.

"Wha? me?" Moose looked around, a wave of fear coming over him. Why was he being singled out?

"Yeah you stud. Get over here" Hank was keeping the pressure on Joel's ass, in part to conceal his complete full-boned state.

Moose slowly got to his feet, keeping one hand over his crotch as he shot a look back to Ernie. But he could see Ernie was more than getting into all of this, his cock out and enjoying the attention,

"What?"

"Okay Moose, show's all yours. This is your fantasy, right?"

"Yeah..." Moose looked around "guess so..."

"Okay stud. Looks like Joel here is all hot and ready for what you wrote, ain't that right?"

"Fuck..." Joel felt the belt snap against his back.

"So what's it gonna be stud?"

"Sweeeeet" Moose looked around "looks like number two can take a dip in the pool and come and get his blow job...." Moose looked around "number two?"

"Will best you be leaving now" from Bo taking his chair again "even if you number two."

"No way pops!" Will took off his shades "won't be missin any o'this for nothin!"

"Will ain't gonna tell ya again!" but Bo did not even turn his head "less you be askin for a whuppin..." saying the last word slow and silky.

"Dad!"

"You stay you get whupped, that easy" Bo gave his trunks a tug.

Will looked around, the sunglasses almost falling from his hand. He looked over to Moose but both he and Hank were over by the pool. By the time they had jumped in and were back out, water dripping everywhere, Will picked up his things and was heading towards the driveway. Everyone heard the "sheeeeeeeyet" as he disappeared.

"Maybe I should leave too" from Joe on Bo's other side.

"Your choice" from Bo "but don't expect me to keep these worked-up boys from gettin what they came looking for" Bo made a point of looking at Joe's crotch "if that's what want. Or stay here and be a man..." and Bo gave himself another tug.

Joe didn't say anything but watched as both Moose and Hank went up to Joel.

"On your knees minnow" Moose said, looking at Hank. Joel struggled to his knees, again surprised to feel the towel absorb his weight. He was kneeling there sensing one or two guys in front of him. He felt wet fabric brush across his nose, and the back of a large hand -- Moose's -- push between his nose and the fabric.

Hank was standing in front of Joel and had started to pull at the waistband of his shorts, when he felt Moose's hands shove his away. He knew Moose was trying to confuse Joel but Moose was more eager to get his paws on Hank's goods. Hank saw the pure lust in Moose's face as he finally got to reach down and pull Hank's shorts to his knees, his hands flying to Hank's exposed cock. Hank turned around to Ern, seeing a thumbs up from him as he felt Moose's hand rapidly bringing him back to full hard.

Moose looked down at his hand finally massaging and stroking his hero's exposed and hard cock. He was in fuckin horndog heaven! He pulled the skin tight, seeing the head swell and turn almost purple as his hand tightened around the base like a warm cockring. Hank almost hissed but Moose plastered his other hand over Hank's mouth.

Moose positioned himself behind Hank, his hard and painful cock wedged into Hank's crack. When he felt Hank spread his stance to allow Moose to slip it between his thighs Moose could not help but give a grunt. At the sound Joel cocked his head trying to get a better take on it. But Moose released his grip on Hank's mouth, hoping he got the hint, as he used his hand to play with Joel's lips, opening his mouth for the cockhead waiting to force its way into it.

Moose used his hips to push Hank the last several inches into Joel's face, but keeping his other hand tight around Hank's cock. So when Hank -- or was it Moose -- pushed it in as far it it would go Joel felt Moose's other hand bang into his lips. Whatever scent or texture he managed to get from them, would have come from Moose.

Again and again Hank drove his cock into Joel's mouth, gaging him to the point tears were running from his blindfold and spit was running from both corners of his mouth. Hank felt the stimulation getting him too close, turning his head to keep from groaning. Moose's mouth was right there to cover his!

Ern watched as Moose and Hank kissed right there in front of everyone. At first he was almost shocked, then looked to Billy expecting to see the same reaction, but Billy looked at him then at his dad, nodding at his dad's crotch, the cockhead pressing against the opening of his fly. He gave Ern a wink and a thumb's up.

At first Ern was too spooked, between seeing his stud, HIS stud kissing Hank right then and there, and with his crotch glued to Hank's butt, and the idea of Moose trying to press his cockhead into Hank's ass for all to see. But he remembered Moose had done worse with an audience and lived. So with Billy giving him another signal he slid from his chair making not so much as a squeak, crouched down in from of Joe, raising his finger to his mouth the second Joe saw where he was going, and before Joe could make a sound Ern lowered his face into Joe's crotch, mouthing his hard dickhead through the fabric. Joe tried to push him away, giving a panicked look to Billy and then to Bo of all people, but Ern gave Joe a whispered "shhh!" and pushed his hands away. It did not take much work for Ern to ease Joe's cock free of the fly with his mouth and swallow it down. Joe gave a stifled grunt but Joel would not have heard it through Moose's increasing grunts and moans, his mouth still on Hank's.

Bo looked over at Joe's cock now free of the opening and pointing at the sky. Ern would swallow it down as far as he could then raise his mouth free, allowing it to stand there, red and wet from his spit, his hand keeping a tight grasp around its base, keeping it vertical and taut. Joe looked over at Bo who was having a hard time deciding where to stare first. But no matter where he looked his hand was making slow strokes back and forth across his crotch.

Billy waved at Hank and Moose trying to get their attention. Finally Hank opened his eyes and saw him pointing at his watch, holding up four fingers. Four minutes left? or four minutes gone? He looked down at his cock going in and out of Joel's stretched mouth, Moose's right hand tight around it, his left under Joel's chin guiding it onto his cock then pulling Joel free, back and forth. Hank felt himself starting to loose it, especially the way Moose's fingers kept grazing against his balls. And there was so much sweat running down him that he could feel Moose's cock sliding back and forth between his legs like they were lubed. He squeezed his thigh muscles tight and Moose let out another groan, but it was more like "oh fuck!"

Hank looked back at Billy who was holding up three fingers now. Well that answered that, he thought, and as long as Moose kept his hand tight around his cock he could hold it for that long. But he was not sure what was more of the turn on, Joel's mouth being directed on and off his sensitive cock or Moose's pole poking again and again into that sensitive area between his balls and his asshole. He knew then and there he would not rest til he poured himself into a sweaty meaty threeway, with himself in the middle seat!

He turned back to find Billy and was not minding it at all when Moose's face found his again. He closed his eyes, completely lost in the sensations coming from both ends, not caring if he had three minutes or three years to be sandwiched like this. Behind him Moose was almost wimpering with lust. Hank could sense Moose's mind being blown with all this contact with his fucking hero. Shit Moose was so turned on he was almost shaking! And the sweat from his chest was burning into Hank's back like lava. Hank went back to clenching and unclenching his thigh muscles in response. Both were pumping so hard and breathing so heavy that they almost did not hear Billy's out-of-breath, "time!"

After the fourth time Billy yelled it Hank finally opened his eyes and pulled back away from Joel's mouth, and back into Moose's crotch. He replaced Moose's right hand with his own and turned to face Moose, grabbing him in a bear-hug, this time kissing him face to face, no hesitation.

Billy left the spot in front of Bo where he had been slowing mouthin his monster cock and went over to Joel,

"Joel!" he said getting his attention.

"Wha..." Joel gasped, catching his breath "Billy?" and turned in his direction.

"You know the drill Joel! Who's dick was that you were sucking for the last five -- okay seven! -- minutes?"

Joel turned his head to the front again, hearing footsteps recede back towards the chairs. Then he heard,

"Answer the man, minnow" from Moose close by.

Joel turned towards Billy, then back towards the sound of Moose's voice. He started to struggle to his feet, very aware of the number those tiles were doing to his knees, towel or no towel. As he brought one foot forward and was starting to rise, he felt two powerful paws on his shoulders pushing him back down.

"Answer the man and then you can get up! Who was it!"

Joel lifted his head towards Moose's voice, a sneer on his face,

"Shit Moose, the way you were moaning like some french whore I hadda be deaf not to know it was your stinkin cock" and he cleared his throat and spit on the ground.

Moose gave out a huge deep laugh and turned towards Hank standing back at his seat. He saw him give his cock a wipe or two with his shorts and was about to step back into them,

"Don't be in such a hurry to put that away, stud" Moose felt the blood rush to his face with excitement and lust, watching his big hero stand there with the biggest reddest hardon ever "Joel had no fuckin clue what an honor to be on his knees and giving the Soulman a blowjob!" he turned back to Joel and grabbed his chin like before "you dumbshit that wasn't me!"

"Like hell!" Joel pushed his way to his feet, swaying and staggering as the blood returned to his legs "fuck you Moose! I know that was your hand on my face! I can smell a crapper a mile off!"

Moose laughed again, "maybe you can minnow. Yeah that was my hand, but it wasn't my cock ya dickhead!"

"You're full of shit!" Joel started yelling at the rest of the group "he's lying! It WAS Moose!"

"Sorry Joel" Billy said next to him "the two of them pimped ya good... yeah those were Moose's hand... yeah on Hank's cock!"

"But I heard him!"

"You heard me alright" Moose grabbed Joel by the shoulder strap "cause I was right on top a yah! We both were!"

"But I woulda heard Soulman if I was blowin him!"

"Naw we kept him as quiet as a baby" Moose turned to Hank, then lowered his head "but like ain't no one's gonna go and mistake that pure stud for a punk... sorry stud."

"Moose you're a trip" but Hank was laughing "now can I get dressed?" holding up his shorts.

"This minnow here don't know a celebrity cock from some fuckin nerd's cock" Moose looked down at himself, his cock starting to deflate "but maybe y'can tell the difference when it's plowin your ass, minnow!"

"Wait Moose..." Joe slowly started to rise from his chair, doing his best to tug his wet hard-on back through the fly "I don't know if I can -- "

"Number three!" Moose looked around "time for your dip in the pool."

"But... wait!" Joe looked around, then at Moose. Moose saw the expression on Joe's face. He was doing his best to avoid looking over at Billy, but Moose could see the embarassed expression he was trying to hide. Joe had not been in the sun enough to explain the redness sweeping over his face and down his chest.

"Break!" yelled Joe turning back to the house.

"Hey Herms" Bo was rising from his chair real slow, his shorts not doing a good job of covering his swollen sweaty crotch, "y'mind if I use the facilities?"

"Hell no Bo follow me."

"Me too?" from Ern looking over at the Moose "what about you?"

"Naw I'm gonna keep an eye on the minnow here - "

"Go take yer break Moose" Billy looked around "I'll make sure the minnow don't fall in the pool."

After the backyard cleared out Joel was left alone with Billy,

"Billy please I'm dying here" Joel turned his head this way and that "y'gotta help me."

"Of course I'll help ya. Hang on a second" Billy was changing the camcorder cassette, hiding the used one and checking the batteries, one eye on the kitchen window. When it was reloaded and recording again, Billy walked over to Joel, "you gotta be really thirsty..."

"Gemme outa this okay? My arms are totally numb!"

"Right away" he started to unknot the belt "but don't - "

"Like I'm gonna get real far, naked and crippled... please Billy we were buds!"

"We still are, more so now than ever" Billy whispered, unlooping the first belt over Joel's shoulder. As Billy untied the second belt, Joel's arms felt to his sides, dead.

"Daaaammmm" Joel was too weak to even rub himself "rub'm for me I can't even move them."

Billy started to rub the circulation back into Joel's thick arms, watching the blood return, the color go back to a sunburned red. Joel was wiggling his fingers after a few moments, then flexing his hands and then his arms. As soon as he had use of his hands back, he was freeing his cock and balls from their bindings.

"Better not Joel, you know how - "

"Yeah... with friends like yours Billy, who needs enemies? You all turnin into fuckin sadists!" removing the blinders from his face, giving Billy a very angry look. Then a wink and a smile.

"Joel, why do you provoke them like that? All y'gotta do is - "

"And get myself killed, that what you want?" Joel looked at the the table next to him, awkwardly taking a tumbler of water into both hands and emptying it. He looked at the pool, "I'm goin in."

"You know how pissed - "

"What about you? You gonna be pissed?"

"I'm... sorry about this Merklins. I didn't know it was gonna go down like this. Really. I just wanted you to let Hank know what you knew before the cops swarm down on all of us, okay?"

Joel walked past Billy and eased himself into the pool. He was much too sore to try anything as heroic as jumping in. Seeing that, Billy knew he was not going to make a break for it.

"We gotta talk" from Billy.

"So talk" from Joel, enjoying the cool water on his tortured flesh.

"I'm sorry about all this."

"Y'already said that."

"No I mean all this. Here, the docs, getting you messed up with --"

"Ain't your fault... besides" Joel dunked himself, coming up with a smile on his face? "some of this--"

"Before they come back I need to talk t'you. About last night -- no I gotta tell ya -- I stayed y'know in the other room -- no listen! -- and yeah I saw, I saw they whole thing, even when the cameras weren't rolling -- and what they don't know, what you gotta know is I took pictures --"

"But both cameras--"

"Gotta love those disposable ones y'can buy at any store--"

"Billy!" Joel yelled.

"You heard what I said--"

"Yeah what did you mean before, about those guys at the doc's? About how you were afraid of them..."

"Look Herms, I shouldn't even have mentioned it. But yeah..." Joel dunked himself a few times, feeling the water rinse all the sweat and worse off his skin, his arms and legs slowly getting some strength back "you gotta know there're some bad dudes -- we're talkin serious bad -- hanging around the docs. Sometimes I think even Kroos is spooked by them a bit - "

"Nothin spooks Kroos - "

"Cept these dudes. One's that short, balding, short fat dicked" Joel shot Billy a sly sidelook "hurts like smith y'get the picture?"

"Joel you sayin?"

"Billy you got outa that mess in time."

"Why don't you?"

"Cause..." Joel went to the steps and awkwardly pulled himself out "THAT's why" pointing down at his dick, which was still not all the way down.

"You sayin - "

"Herm's you are really young and naive sometimes" Joel walked past him and headed for the towels. Billy snapped to attention, thinking Joel was grabbing for his stuff, ready to bolt. He was about to grab Joel's arm when he saw him pick up just one towel and start to dry off "you think this ain't my scene? You think I ain't gettin off on all this big time?"

"Okay we're the same here okay?"

"No Herm's we ain't" Joel grabbed Billy by the shoulders. At that moment the kitchen door opened and Hank was flying down the steps,

"Let him go if you want to take your next breath!" and he was getting ready to deck Joel. He did not even look at Hank, but went back to drying himself, whispering into Billy's ear,

"Some of us want it."

"What?" Billy whispered back, but before he could get the words out, Hank was in Joel's face,

"Goin somewhere minnow?"

"No sir. Just needed a quick dip sir" he looked around for the belt and handed it to Hank, "ready for the... rest... sir" looking at Billy: now is it getting through your thick skull?

"What the fuck's going on out here?" Moose was barrelling out the door, followed by Ern. Joe and Bo were not far behind.

"Nothing Moose... sir" Joel dropped his towel, then knelt down on it "Hank here has everything under control."

"Joel here thought he could slip away while the rest of us were gone - "

"That's not true. I was here; we were talking is all" Billy looked at Hank, a bit of tension between them. He suddenly felt himself in the middle, Hank on one side, Joel on the other.

"Then what's he doing -"

"C'mon Moose cut'm some slack okay?"

"But this lying shit - "

"It's okay Moose" Hank looked at Billy, seeing his dilemna. He turned as Joe and Bo walked up to them.

"Okay we've all had our fun" Joe said "time to let Joel here go home."

"But what - " Ern started but felt the air shift.

"We are still waiting to hear Joel finish his story, right Joel?" Hank looked at Joe then grabbed Joel's arm.

"Okay okay I'll tell you all I know, just ease up on the police brutality shit okay?" he shot Billy a sideways look at the words "police". Billy was slowly putting the picture together. So they stood around Joel, still afraid he might make a bolt for the street or something, but at the same time glad to be able to hear Joel without the possibility of someone overhearing. Not that anyone was around. It took maybe ten minutes for Joel to tell them all he could, giving descriptions of all the people - all the "suspicious" people he saw coming through the office, especially those who were not there for "examinations". And yes he was going to find out all he could, and yes he was going to discover the destination of all those tapes, and yes he would report back to Hank or Billy. So after they were out of questions, Joe said,

"Okay everybody happy now? Joel, you can go - "

"Wait" Ern again looking around "that mean we ain't gonna do any more... y'know..." looking at Moose then at Hank.

"C'mon Ern how much more you expect Joel - "

"But he ain't - I mean he didn't finish - I mean - "

"Ern we've all had our fun" Joe looked at him, maybe a bit irritated.

"But you haven't" Ern blurted out "I mean - "

"Don't mind Ern here" Moose put him in a headlock "he's just pissed he didn't get to see Joel here get at your dick, ain't that right?"

"Well" Joel looked at Billy "I think Ern here means I never finished your little 'blind man's suck' game, right horndog?" but Joel was looking at Hank, not at Ern "and I still think that was Moose, not you" Joel looked right into Hank's face "you ain't that hung!"

"You looking for a pounding?"

"You man enough to - " and in a flash Moose and Joe were between the two, but the fists never started flying.

"Enough enough!" Joe said, looking at the sky as a distant rumble of thunder interrupted him, "okay? It's gonna rain soon. Time to break up the party."

"I was right" Joel looked around "it was Moose I was sucking. If I was wrong I woulda gotten yer ten wacks and I sure as hell never got no ten wacks..."

"Bend over and I'll give ya yer ten wacks" Hank looked at him, just itching to do it too.

"Alright there won't be any more beatings okay?" Joe looked at Hank then at Ern "but now it's over."

But Joel went over to the small side table and bent over it, until his ass was sticking in the air, "prove it!"

"C'mon Joel no one's - "

"Prove it!" Joel kept at it "if that big club in my mouth really was Hank's poor excuse for a dick then gimme the ten. Otherwise yer all a bunch of bullshitters!"

When Hank heard "poor excues" he lost it. He grabbed the belt from the ground and started to wail on Joel's ass. Joel almost flew off the table from the ferocity of the first blow, but grabbed onto the table legs as Hank got in the next three. Bo's arm intercepted the next one,

"The boy's had enough beatin" and yanked the belt out of Hank's hand.

"Okay" Joel opened his eyes, tears forming from the stinging "maybe I believe ya. Maybe Hank really can get it up when he - "

"You asshole!" Hank was at him again, but Bo was right there as well.

Joel reached down on ground and picked up his blindfold "so who's number next?"

"Forget it Joel okay?" Joe looked around, knowing if this continued he'd be next "there is no next number."

"Yeah there is" Joel finished tying it around his head and lay back down on the table.

"Get up" Joe looked around "you're all going home before the storm comes, okay?"

"You want me to keep up my side of the bargain or not?" Joel lowered his voice.

"What did you say?" Moose came over to where Joel was sprawled "say that again?"

"You want me to keep my side of the deal" Joel grabbed the table legs "you gotta keep yours."

"You're nuts okay?"

"No not nuts" Joel raised his head at Moose "just living up to my side of the bargain. Now it's your turn. If I'm man enough, you're man enough. Number three. In the pool."

They looked around, totally freaked. Joel wouldn't dare! He already agreed to help them with the docs. Now he was changing his mind?

"Look minnow" Moose was trying to sound tough, but his voice was waivering "you don't call the shots here - "

"Actually yeah Moose" Joel lifted his head again "yeah right now I do. So unless you want me renigging then - "

"I'm number three" Joe looked around "and I ain't getting in the pool and I ain't gonna be -"

"Cool. It's Joe" Joel took off his blindfold "finally I get t'blow a real man! My lucky day and then some!"

"Joel!" Joe looked around "stop it okay!"

"Joe it's like this" Joel pushed himself off the table "either we finish our little 'game' or..." Joel looked at the sky, seeing the clouds thickening "and it's looks like we only got us another half-hour tops, or... all bets are off!" he looked at Hank "and yeah! now the minnow IS callin the shots" he looked around "so you dogs better hurry up and decide."

They stood around, too taken off guard to react at first. Of course it was Ernie who broke the silence,

"Man, Merklins why you doin this? It's like you're askin for it or something..."

"Ten seconds to decide" Joel re-tied the blindfold and put himself back on the table "one! two!"

"Joel get up" Joe looked around "this has gone far - "

"Three!"

"The little shit's serious!" Moose looked at the group.

"Four!"

"C'mon Joel you already promised!"

"So did you. Five!"

"Mutherfucker..." Hank looked at the group.

"Six!"

"Okay mutherfucker, you want us t'mess with ya. You got a fuckin deal - "

"Seven- " but before he could get the word out, Hank had dropped his shorts and grabbed Joel by the face. He brought his crotch up to Joel's face and smashed his crotch into it, shutting him up.

"No wait enough!" Joe tried to stop him but he was stopped by, of all people, Billy.

"Wait dad."

"Billy no!"

"Joel's right. We need him to do what he said - "

"Well I've seen enough" Bo looked around for anything he might have left "you all sort this out."

"He stays" Joel shouted, freeing his face from Hank's crotch "I mean it."

"I ain't takin orders - "

"You do or your tape with that repairman - "

"Saythatagain!?" Bo turned on his heals.

"Or your tape gets out Bo. I seen it. I seen most of you."

"You better not be lyin boy" but Bo was stuck now.

"Five!"

"Shut the bastard up" Bo looked at Hank "he's just askin for it!"

Hank grabbed Joel's face and yanked his mouth open. It wasn't long before his mouth was full of Soulman cock. This was not his scene, not by a long shot, so it took a while before he could get his dick to get on board with this trip. After a while Joel felt the swelling in his mouth and started to suck him in earnest. As he did, Hank felt his cock swell to full. It became less a rape scene and more of a nice slow blow job, even if Joel was still blindfolded.

Joe was biting his lip, looking at Hank's cock inching in and out of Joel's mouth, and his son not three feet away. He could see Billy's reaction watching Hank's muscular hips grinding his cock in and out of Joel's drooling mouth. Joe stared at his son as his assumed sex partner stood there getting a blow job right out in broad daylight. And from the tenting of Billy's shorts it looked like he was not minding the show in the least. Then Moose was back at Hank's side, getting a good closeup of his hero's cock, full and hard, sliding its swollen red head in and out of Joel's throat. Hank looked over and saw Moose next to him and his hand went down the front of Moose's shorts and grabbed and slab of Moosecock. And that's when it all came unglued!

Ignoring everyone, Moose and Hank were all over each other, pawing and kissing, their exposed cocks slapping and rubbing against each other. Before Joel had a chance to protest, Bo was out of his chair, his pants open, his uncircumcised cock waving in the breeze. Joe was also out of his chair, but whether it was to intercept Bo or break up the whole party was unsure. By the time Bo's cock found Joel's open mouth, Ern's mouth was on Joe's crotch, his hands unsnapping and unzipping like it was a timed event.

Seeing the distractions, Billy found his gymbag and pulled out a tube of the green goo and started smearing some into his left palm. He sidled his way over to Joel and before anyone could stop him was wiping up some of the goo with those fingers and working it into Joel's crack. When he started poking into Joel's butthole he felt the ring give way and his finger slid in with little resistance. Damn, Billy thought, Joel already greased himself up! But when? He was expecting Joel to yank himself away, pulling off of Bo's still soft but impressive cock to yell a protest but instead Joel grabbed onto the legs of the table, sliding himself back further onto Billy's finger. When Billy's second and then third finger entered him, Joel let out a gurgling moan. The more he moaned, the more the vibration when right to Bo's cock. Bo threw his head back and started a slow steady fucking.

Somehow Billy got Moose's attention and directed his gaze to what he was doing to Joel's now thoroughly stretched hole. Billy nodded at his hand then at Hank, with an impatient expression on his face. As much as Moose hated to disentangle his mouth and hands from Big Hank, he twisted his head and whispered something into his ear. Hank's eyes opened, first looking at Moose then where Moose was nodding. He whispered back,

"You really want that? me to fuck him? here in front of everyone?"

"Yeah dude! It'd be too hot!"

"Sheeeet" Hank turned away from eased himself over to the broad bottom of Joel's torso, bent over the now-soaked table. Billy quickly vacated the spot and offered the lube to him. Hank knocked his hand away, directing his bright red, fully stretched cockhead towards Joel's crack. He did not want to look around, but out of the corner of his eye could tell just about everyone had stopped and was frozen staring at what he was about to do!

Joe came out of his blow-job haze, looking up from watching Ern going to town on his cock and balls, his shorts and underwear in a pile around his ankles. He was about to say something when Bo slapped his bearpaw of his hand over his mouth, his cock coming free of Joel's slabbering face. In a flash Billy was down by Ern, his own mouth next to Ern's taking turns on his dad's very very hard cock. Billy knew the signs and quickly directed his dad towards Joel, staggering once of twice over the knot of clothes around his feet. Bo saw what Billy was doing and got behind Joe, pinning his arms behind him, one hand still over his mouth.

It seemed only a few seconds before Joel could lift his head to find out if things were going down like he thought. And then his asscheeks felt the warm body pressed against him, and he was invaded by the blunt end of Hank's cock, sliding into his greased and stretched hole. Still Joel let out a yelp but then his mouth was stuffed with Joe's cock, guided by Billy from the front and Bo from the back. Joe struggled as best he could but once his cock made contact with that warm wet mouth it was no good. And when he felt the massive strength of Bo's arms around him, his slick semi-hard poking at his butt he lost it. In a matter of seconds he was unloading into Joel's mouth, his cum streaming out either side, down Joels' chin and splattering onto the tiles.

And Billy was all over his dad's chest, working one nipple with his hand, the other with mouth. And Ern was on his knees in front of Moose, while wanking himself like there was no time left. And there wasn't!

As soon as Bo started to ease Joe out of Joel's mouth there was the loudest bang! A great crash of thunder shook the backyard, setting off several car alarms up and down the steet. They all looked up to see a knotted mass of black clouds racing over the houses almost tearing off the roofs in their fury. But that did not slow down Hank's assault on Joel's butt. He started grunting and chanting as his orgasm approached. Moose was behind Hank in a flash, his hands working Hank's tits, his cock wedging itself into Hank's crack, slamming into the back of his balls as they slammed into Joel's ass.

"Inside! Everyone inside now!" Joe struggled free of Bo's grip, pushing Billy away from his chest, trying to yank Ern to his feet, "enough!"

But before he could pull Billy and Ern away, Ern managed to turn to Joel and wanking furiously, blew he load all over Joel's face, his eyes on Moose who was plastered to Hank's back. As Joe grabbed him from behind he thought he saw Hank give a long hard thrust into Joel, frozen in the motion, and Moose behind him grabbing his own cock and jamming into Hank's butt.

But before he could be sure of what he saw, a bright flash of lightning erupted right over their heads, followed by a deafening thunderclap, and he and Billy were being pulled away, in part by Joe and partly by Bo towards to kitchen door. By the time they were inside, huge buckets of rain were hammering the backyard. It sounded like firecrackers going off as the hail started.

"Quick into the basement!"yelled Joe, but Bo and Billy were already on the stairs.

Ern was looking out the windows hearing the buckshot rattling the panes, rain-streaked shadows of Moose and Hank half-carrying Joel to the house. He waited until he saw the three of them, naked and covered with welts tumble through the door.

"Downstairs! NOW!" and Joe grabbed Ern and down the steps they went, hearing the three not far behind. Then the lights blinked out as everything went black.