Date: Wed, 02 Aug 2006 20:37:37 -0500
From: mt nuda <mtnuda@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Exam chapter 32

Saturday Aug 3 cont'd


	"Unfinished business?"  Klu looked at Bo, not sure how serious he
was.  But Bo was not smiling.

	"Y'heard me.  First thing y'can do is get that tape - no I better
go with you" Bo steered Klu out the door.  He almost expected to see Klu
bolting down the driveway, arms flapping waving like he had flames shooting
out of his butt, windmilling down the street thinking he could do a
hundred-yard dash flagging down Will before his car disappeared at the end
of the block.
  But Klu raced him to the kitchen door and was inside before Bo could
catch up with him.  Y'gonna now lock me outa my own house boy?

	When Bo tried the kitchen door -- of course unlocked! and went
inside, sure enough Klu was going through his backpack that had fallen off
a kitchen chair.  Bo was keeping his eye on him, seeing what other
surprises he had squirreled away in there.

	"This what y'talkin about?" Klu held up the box "or y'want two?" he
started digging in the box again.

	"Bring'm both" Bo looked around the kitchen, debating if this was
really going down like he -- man was he really seeing this goin where his
itch told him it was goin "I'll meet ya back out there."

	"Unc?" Klu could see Bo was wrestling with something.

	"Go on Klu."

	Klu shugged and left the kitchen, in part to hide his nervousness.
Up to the point Will almost walked in on them, his uncle was playing it
cool, but Klu could tell he was still angry with him in no small measure.
After everything that happened, Klu was just glad he was not lying
somewhere a bloody pulp.  Yeah, Bo talked to the doc's and if Klu played it
super cool maybe just maybe he might be able to get that damn release
signature on that fuckin scrap of paper.  They both knew how important that
wrestling scholarship was now.  The joke with Mannie about flipping burgers
was not a complete exaggeration.  So whatever Klu had to do to keep his
uncle from wringing his neck he was gonna do it.  Well not anything but
hell it's his uncle!  No fuckin way Bo was gonna make him do anything
weird, right?

	Klu was replacing the tapes and had gotten the new one in in the
slot when Bo reappeared through the door, carrying a brown bag.

	"What's that?  Dinner?" Klu joked and was almost surprised when Bo
tossed an apple at him.  At least it wasn't overhand.

	"Thanks Unc-"

	"Don't be thankin me yet" Bo took a bit out of his "y'ain't earned
it yet."

	"What's burnin yer ass Unc?  We cool or not?"

	"Depends Klu..." Bo continued to inhale his apple like nothing was
going on.

	"Depends?" Klu stopped chewing "on what?"

	"Hurry up'n finish yer apple boy" Bo took the last bite and set the
core sailing into the trash can "nuf wastin time" and just like that he
pulled his sweatshirt over his head.  He heard Klu gulp all the way across
the room.

	"Wha... why?"

	"Finish yer apple, we got a workout t'finish here Klu" Bo thumbed
at the weightbench.  He did not wait for Klu to swallow but went to the bar
and re-adjusted the amount to what the kid should handle.  Maybe backing
off by fifty pounds or so.  This ain't gonna be that kinda workout, he told
himself.  He looked back at Klu who had tossed his core in the can as well
"and make sure yer toy's on again."

	Klu went over and hit the button, aiming it at the bench, even
angling it for a crotch-shot, thinking Bo just might finish his bare-ass
workout.  He almost choked on the unchewed apple bit in his mouth when he
heard Bo,

	"Ain't ya hot in all those clothes Klu?"

	"Me?" Klu saw Bo standing behind the bench, in the spotting
position "me?  ain't you gonna-"

	"Hey don't mean t'hog all the attention here boy" Bo patted the
bench "why don't you take your turn.  My tired ole muscles can wait..."
almost purring.

	"Y'sure unc?" Klu stretched and twisted his shoulder muscles,
loosening them a bit "thought you'd-"

	"You go on now" patting the bench again, the trap set and primed.

	"If yer sure..." and Klu went to the bench and started to lie down.

	"You ain't gonna dress like that now are ya?" Bo looked down at him
"ain't how I was dressed now was it?"

	"Well no... but..."

	"No but's now" Bo cracked a smile "shuck outa them clothes now."

	"Maaaaaan..." but Klu pulled the shirt over his head and sat down
again.

	"Pants too" Bo smiled "after all when y'got me hittin the iron and
I was wearin a whole lot less'n you were.  Lose the pants."

	"Unc?" Klu looked at him and saw Bo nod at his pants.  He frowned a
bit but down came the pants, again exposing the worn, wet jockstrap.  He
tossed his clothes in a pile and was sitting back down when he heard Bo
clear his throat,

	"Jock too."

	"What????" Klu spun around, expecting Bo to be smirkin and jivin, a
big ole grin on his face.  But Bo just stood there "unc you trippin on me
now?"

	"Klu, it's me Unca Bo remember?" he stood there, almost looking
impatient "y'got no problem with me showing my goods, so why you gettin shy
all n'all a sudden?  Sheeeet boy ain't ya kinda big t'be actin all
baby-like now?  Hell it's just nobody but us.  Just like... before..."
raising an eyebrow.

	"You sure about this?" Klu stood up "y'ain't yankin me now?"

	"You yankin me before?"

	"Shit well... no..." Klu saw the steady determination on Bo's face.
Man maybe the big guy wants to get into it now, he told himself, wouldn't
that be too freaky!

	Before Bo laughed and told him it was all fun'n games, Klu slid his
jockstrap down and tossed it on the pile with the rest.  He turned back to
Bo expecting him to be chuckling, but he looked him up and down, slow and
easy, a snake ready to pounce.

	"See?  Now that's somethin t'be wastin film on.  Not some fat old
gramps like me..."

	"Unc y'ain't fa-"

	"We can argue later all y'want.  Right now I wanna see some
pumpin!"

	Klu took his spot on the bench, his legs spread, the camera pointed
right at his dick.  In any other situation, he would've thought this was
kinda hot, but for some reason Bo was all business now.  Klu knew when Bo
was in his "hard-ass" drill-sargeant mode not to mess with him.  But it
felt good to get the muscles going again.  He was half way through his rep
when he looked up and damn, if Bo wasn't letting his right hand rub against
himself, right at dick-level.  Talk about a major distraction.

	Klu lifted the bar back to the rack with a slight assist, then
decided to just lie there, maybe catching a better look.  Bo moved his hand
away from his crotch and dropped two dumbbells on Klu's chest, forcing him
to grab them.

	"Before y'cool down, gimme some lats now" like he was ordering from
the menu or something.  Klu wanted to protest but then ooommph! he had to
grab them before they fell.  He started the alternate lifts, stealing a
peak at the camera, almost seeing his cock reflected in the lens.  Damn,
what's this all about?

	He finished his usual routine and let Bo take them from him.  He
lay back down and was just about catching his breath when Bo raised the bar
to his chest again,

	"C'mon boy y'gonna gimme another ten" Bo barked.  Klu took the bar
and almost let it fall to his chest!  Bo must have added another twenty
pounds to it!  He tried to grunt a protest but Bo's hand went to the bar,
steadying it and lessening some of the weight.  Klu was right in the middle
of the second lift when he heard Bo mumble almost to himself,

	"So my brother's raising a queer boy..." more like a statement than
a question.

	Klu would have dropped the bar breaking a few ribs in the process,
but Bo's hand was there, steading it, but not lifting it back to the rack.
Klu tried to protest but it came out "waaaaaaaoooo" instead.

	"Y'denyin it?" Bo lifted the bar until Klu's arms were fully
extended.  With his elbows locked, Klu was able to get his breath.

	"Unc!!!"

	"Y'just hold it right there.  And you think about what I said" Bo
held the bar steady with one hand, knowing Klu could keep it up long
enough.  With his other hand, it looked to Klu from his upside-down vantage
point that Bo was lowering the front of his shorts!  And he continued
lowering it until the waistband was tucked under his bull balls.  As Bo
expected, Klu gasped and almost let the bar fall, but Bo had no problem
getting it back to position with his free hand.  He looked down at Klu's
upturned face and gave his limp cock a tug.  Klu's eyes were almost bugging
out.  Bo could not tell if it was from straining with the weight or from
what he was seeing.  But Bo had every intention of finding out.

	"Hold it up boy..." Bo growled down at him.  He leaned forward
until his crotch was almost on top of Klu's face, his hand continuing the
slow pull on his cock.  Once he made sure Klu was watching he started to
skin the foreskin back and forth over the head "remember we got unfinished
business like.  I seem t'remember y'wanted me t'tug on my pole some.
Y'thought you wanted me playin with my dick for the camera, ain't that
right?"

	"But unc..." Klu was gasping for air now, his arms starting to
shake with the exertion.  But Bo knew he was strong enough to hold it
another minute or two "I mean..."

	"What ya mean boy... y'tellin me now ya didn't want me doin this?"

	"N-n-n-no..."

	"Ya think it's gross?  Me jackin my dick now?"

	"N-n-n-no...."

	"Ain't like ya enjoy pervin on dudes' cocks right?  Ya ain't no
queer boy aren't ya?  Are ya boy?"

	"N-n-n-n-no..." Klu felt his arms start to give, his muscles
burning to their fatigue point.  He had a panic moment, thinking his uncle
would let the bar drop, crushing him.  But Bo slowly lowered the bar, and
when Klu was about to lose it, grabbed it with both hands and eased it back
to the rack.

	"Now you just keep yer hands there on that bar, don't move'm" Bo
looked down at Klu, sweating and trying to catch his breath.  His chest was
heaving, his muscles pumped now, his biceps flexing as his hands tightened
the grip on the bar again..  Well the boy's at least good at following
directions, Bo laughed.  Maybe a good scare it all he needs.

	"Unc what gives?" Klu looked up at the inverted image hovering over
him, his balls almost close enough to touch.  When he saw Bo start a slow
pulling on his cock again he gulped "dude what y-"

	"Unfinished business Klu, remember?" his hand pulling the skin back
and forth, back and forth, almost hypnotising the face below him "remember
sayin 'just pull on it unc'?  Well that's what I'm doin.  Ain't like I
gotta worry about you gettin all cross-eyed turned on or shit.  Y'ain't
queer or anythin... right?"

	"R-r-r-right... I guess" Klu was trying to catch his breath as best
he could.  He was not sure which was gonna break him first, the weights or
watching that cock inches from his face.  Damn, but Bo looked amazing from
this angle.

	Klu leaned forward a bit to check the camera.  As he feared the red
light was still on.  It was still recording all this.

	"Unc... y'know..." he leaned back, trying to close his eyes "the
camera..."

	"I ain't worryin..." Bo continued the slow stroking "we ain't doin
anythin bad... just makin some workout tapes, ain't that right?"

	"But unc-"

	"Right boy?"

	"Right... unc..."

	"Okay gimme some curls again" Bo picked the weights off the floor
"or ya too-"

	"Lemme catch my breath here" Klu let go of the death grip on the
bar and sat up "why don't you, y'know.  We can like... y'know take turns."

	"Take turns?" Bo wagged an eyebrow "sure, we can do that alright"
and Bo picked up another, heavier set of weights and put them on the floor
between Klu's feet and the camera.  Making sure he had Klu's undivided
attention, he started flexing his pecs, maybe mugging a bit.  He reached
down and picked up the two barbells and started doing some biceps curls,
alternating between left and right.  He made sure he stood in profile to
both Klu and the camera, his dick and balls still hanging free of his
shorts.  He glanced at Klu waiting for him to make a comment but Klu's eyes
were bugging now.  Bo could not tell if it was watching his biceps balloon
up or the sight of his goods waving in the breeze.  Even hunched over like
that, Bo saw what he was looking for; Klu's crotch was showing a response,
whether he intended or not.  When he felt the trap closing he set the
barbells back down.

	"Those punks in those workout videos..."

	"Y-y-y-y-yeah?"

	"Don't they put oil on themselves, y'know, make themselves all
shiny n'shit?"

	"Y-y-yeah... maybe."

	"Go get that bag over there" pointing at the brown bag he brought
from the kitchen "see if I got that oil out here..."

	"Unc?" Klu looked like he was in no hurry to stand up.  In fact
when Bo put the weights down, Klu almost doubled over.

	"Go on boy why y'jus sittin there?  Yer ass glued t'that bench or
you so outa shape ?"

	"Can y'wait a sec-"

	"C'mon move it boy!  We ain't got all day."

	Klu saw the trap now.  He saw the determination in his uncle's face
and did not think this was the right time to call him out.  He knew what
would happen when he stood up; Bo would see his crotch and boy would that
be it!  But what other options did he have?

	Klu stood up, his hard-on flapping up, almost hitting himself in
the crotch.  He was too freaked to meet his uncle's gaze but went over to
the bag, even though it meant a close-up of his midsection for the camera
when he did.  Sure enough, he reached inside and his hand found a bottle of
baby oil!  Damn, was Unc planning this all along?

	"This what y'mean?" Klu held it up, still not looking at him.

	"Yeah that's it.  Bring it over here" come to papa boy, we're gonna
make this real easy now.

	Klu took the three steps over to him and held out the plastic
bottle.  Then he heard the words that would echo in his head for days,

	"Why don't y'make yerself busy, rub in on me, Klu..."

	"Unc?"  came out between a croak and a whisper.

	"Boy y'think I can reach behind me.  Go on Klu get my back..."

	"Y'sure?"

	"Sure as sure can be boy" sure as yer bone wavin in my face boy.

	"Y'don't think-"

	"You do enougha that for both of us.  Go on, what y'waitin for?"

	"Daaaaaaaamn" but Klu went behind Bo, and opened the bottle.  He
never did anything even close to this before, shit maybe some suntan lotion
on his girlfriend, but not like this!  He looked at Bo's broad back, almost
worried he would not have enough oil for that huge football field of
muscles there.  He squeezed some into his hand and started dabbing it on
one shoulder, as carefully as he could.

	"Shit boy I won't break!  Really rub it on there real good, y'won't
hurt me Klu..."

	So Klu started applying more pressure and rubbing harder.  Bo was
right; he could not bruise these hard slabs of muscle if he tried.  So he
started smearing and rubbing more oil all over Bo's sculpted shoulder and
back muscles, even down to his triceps following Bo's directions and
motions.  When Klu got to the small of Bo's back he expected to stop, not
wanting to get oil on his shorts.

	"Keep goin Klu..." Bo leaned forward a bit "don't stop just keep
doin like yer doin."

	"But Unc, yer shorts.  I don't wanna-"

	"Then get'm down outa the way.  Sheet boy keep goin."

	Klu looked at the camera, and down at himself.  If he had any hopes
of losing his wood during this, he was wrong.  As he lowered the back of
Bo's shorts past his huge glutes, he felt his cock give a major throb!
Shit, I'm gettin turned on by playin with his ass?  I really am pervin on
this like he asked, Klu thought.  He's gonna kill me!

	Or maybe not, he argued with himself.  Shit, y'seen enough t'know
Unc ain't got concerns about playin both sides, right?  Besides, this is
the dude could wipe your ass all over this garage he wants to.  He could
make one phone call and wrestlin - and the scholarship - is history!  So
play ball with the big man!

	"Okay Unc, let's get ya good'n shined" Klu started smearing his
oiled hands all over those massive globes.  When a bit of the oil started
to run down his left leg Klu pulled the shorts all the way down to his
ankles.  He tried to be surprised when Bo stepped out of them.  Klu picked
them up and tossed them onto the pile with his least greasy finger.  When
he turned back, Bo had spread his legs and was leaning forward again.  Klu
did not need a menu to know what was being served up for him.

	He reapplied more oil to the crease and started working it up and
down.  When his slick fingers made it all the way home, he heard a soft
grunt from Bo.  But it was not the grunt of disapproval.  So when his index
finger found the pucker and started to ease in, and Bo didn't slap his hand
away, he knew where this was heading.

	With one finger buried in Bo's hole, Klu managed to massage and oil
the rest of his thighs and calves.  When he started to ease the second
finger in, he heard Bo speak finally,

	"Okay time for the front now Klu..."

	Klu knew once he shifted position and started working on his front,
Bo would see what a state he was in.  He crouched and moved around, keeping
his eyes on Bo's chest, not real eager to see his expression.

	"Y'can start on my chest Klu and jus work yer way down like ya did"
Bo stood there, his massive arms at his side "and while ya do ya can tell
me how long y'been hot for dudes-"

	"Unc!" Klu almost dropped the greasy bottle.

	"No use lyin anymore Klu" Bo reached down and grabbed Klu's cock,
sticking straight out "this ain't lyin.  I thought all the shit before was
just...  y'know... with all the excitement and crazy freakiness of it all.
But ain't no one here just us two!  And I don't think this" rubbing Klu's
shaft back and forth "is causa anything but what we doin here.  Am I
right?"

	"Unc, c'mon lemme explain..."

	"Well do all the explainin y'want, but get that oil on me" grabbing
Klu's hand "starting here!" rubbing it into his left pec "go on. Feel me up
good Klu.  I don't mind.  Don't mind at all" rubbing it all over his nipple
feeling it respond "like that.  Oil me good boy..."

	Klu saw the expression now in Bo's face.  It wasn't anger, or
distain.  It was something closer to lust.  So when Klu smeared a huge glob
of oil all over Bo's front, Bo just moaned and closed his eyes,

	"I knew you'd figure it out.  Smart boy my brother raised.  Smart
and queer" he felt Klu's hand freeze "but I ain't mindin one little bit.
Keep goin Klu..."

	Klu saw himself step off the cliff, too late.  If he had to have
this shit shoved in his face, he coulda done a whole lot worse than his
Unca Bo, he thought.  For some weird reason, he was glad his uncle had
pushed him to this point.  Where else he could feel up a dude's muscles and
not freak.

	Klu started rubbing and massaging Bo's chest and arms in earnest.
Once he got the greeen light there was no stopping him.  When he started
moving south to Bo's hard belly, Klu crouched down, knowing what was
following.  When he started oiling Bo's crotch, he heard that booming voice
from above,

	"Keep goin Klu, no reason to be playin shy any more.  Go on..."

	Klu's hands started smearing the oil up and down Bo's belly and
down to his pubes.  His hands oiled up those tree-trunk thighs and then
returned to the last unoiled spot.  With a mimimum of hesitation, Klu's
oily hands started rubbing Bo's cock.

	It was meaty enough that Klu had to use both hands, rubbing and
skinning the foreskin back and forth.  With all the stimulation, Bo was
filling a bit, but nowhere near what that thing could do.  When Klu's other
hand started to play with the low hangers, he heard the boom from above
again,

	"You were tellin me about guys turnin ya on Klu.  When all this
start?"

	"Really unc, it ain't like that..."

	"Go on" Bo tilted his head back, enjoying the attention Klu was
paying to his cock and balls simultaneously.  He did not care right now if
he was hard or not; it just felt too good to stop "keep talkin, I'm
listenin."

	"I ain't done this with... y'know
guys... until... y'know... when... y'know the whole shit at the doc's...."

	"And now?"

	"I don't know..."  and that was the truth.  Klu had no idea where
all this was coming from.  All he knew was watching his stud of an uncle,
and now being allowed to feel him up like it was just supposed to happen,
maaaan, if this makes me queer, sign me up!

	"Well we got a lotta time to find out" Bo could feel the warm
steady stimulation and did not want it to stop "but right now I want you
t'get me hard boy.  Real hard."

	"But unc!"

	"Hard as you get" Bo opened his eyes and looked down at him "and
you know jus how t'do it right?"

	"Sheeeet... yeah I guess" Klu knew what it takes to get his uncle
cranked up.  But once he did!  Shit did that mean? "but unc!  You ain't
plannin on..."

	"On what Klu?"

	"Y'know...doin... y'know... in my butt?"

	Klu never would have expected the reaction he got.  Bo looked down
at him and started laughing!

	"Don't you be worryin about me fuckin your ass boy" Bo slapped Klu
on the back hard enough to make him lose his grip on Bo's goods "least not
today..."

	"What?"

	"Y'heard me boy.  Yeah I'm gonna be fuckin yer ass... and you're
gonna be returnin the favor.  But before I bury this in yer butt we gotta
lotta work t'do.  But right now work means gettin junior all nice and
primed.  You know what ya gotta do..."

	"O-o-o-o-okay... unc" Klu felt like he just swallowed the whole
buffet at Ponderosa, table and all.  It would take a REAL long time to
digest all this, but did he hear right?  Did he just hear his unc tell him
he might get a chance to do the nasty on him!?!?  Unca Bo was gonna let him
bury his pole in his chute?  Man, when did I take those drugs today cause
man I am trippin!

	Klu decided it was time to go for broke.  He oiled up both hands
and went to work on Bo's middle, both front and back.  When one hand found
its way back into his crack, Bo spread his legs and crouched a bit.  This
time Klu got not two but three fingers in there, feeling it loosen and open
up for him.  But man!  he had his fingers in his unc's nasty!

	"Y'ain't squeamish are ya, about touchin me back there?"

	"Well... I guess... not really unc" the other hand starting a
steady stroking of Bo's cock, getting his hand around it as best he could.
From Bo's reaction, it was good enough.  Between the prodding in his butt,
and the steady sliding up and down on his cock, Klu managed to get a very
decent hardening from Bo.  When he thought he might have to start worrying
about his uncle giving his shoulders a cumbath, Bo grunted,

	"Okay that's enough."

	"What?  But unc..."

	"Get up boy" Bo reached down and pulled Klu to his feet a bit
unsteady.

	"But why?  Don't ya..." but Bo twisted Klu around until he was
facing the camera.

	"Shit!" Klu tried to reach for it but Bo held his arm.

	"No don't!"

	"But unc!  It's fuckin still on!"

	"That's right, boy" Bo pulled Klu back until they were side-by-side
facing it "remember y'wanted me t'make yer workout movie?  Well let's
give'm a show t'make them really blow their minds!" and he flipped a double
biceps, then swelled out his chest until Klu thought he heard bones
popping! "you too Klu.  Jus do what I do!"

	Klu was no bodybuilder, but he was big and full, and did have the
beginnings of a decent physique on him.  He was no poser, but he followed
Bo's movements as best he could.  Up until Bo started jacking for the
camera.

	"Go on Klu" Bo looked down at Klu's front, still proud and hard
"boy like that is your best exercise!"

	"C'mon unc."

	"Do it!"  Bo barked at him.  Klu reached down and started pulling
on his dick, more than slightly self-conscious now.  But that went out the
window when Bo reached over and started yanking it for him.  And when Bo
placed Klu's hand on his dick, Klu got the idea his uncle was not afraid of
doing anything now.  So when Klu reached over with his other hand and
started playing with Bo's butt again, Bo stopped him.

	"Okay that's enough, turn it off" pointing at the camera.

	"Geeez unc, I thought y'were gettin into this sex shit now-"

	"Boy I'm just warmin up" Bo went over to the camera and found a
button "this one?"

	"Just a little - yeah that one."

	"Okay Klu" Bo looked around "get that tape out, and put that other
one in."

	"What?"

	"Didn't ya say ya brought two more?"

	"Yeah..." Klu popped it out and put it into its storage box.  He
found the other one on the shelf and popped it in "why?"

	"That one was the rated R workout" Bo grabbed Klu's face "now we
gonna make the X rated version."

	"What?"

	"Boy y'goin deaf on me or somethin?" Bo punched him and went
looking for his brown bag "turn it on and make sure it's recording.  Now
you'n me gonna get down!"





	Klu looked at him and saw he was serious.  He went over to check
his camcorder, knowing things were getting real funky now and he had to
think of what to do.

	They were both naked and horny and who knows where this was going.
But damn if his uncle Bo didn't drop hints that they were gonna do the
nasty right here and now.  So when Bo pulled a carrot out of his lunch bag,
Klu looked at him and smirked,

	"Damn unc, y'still hungry?"

	"This ain't for me kid" Bo rubbed it all over his chest and belly
"this is for you."

	"How's that?"

	"You just get your ass over to the bench n'find out."

	"Y'don't expect me t'eat that now y'gtt it all messed with yer
sweat n'all" Klu went over to bench regardless and sat down, giving himself
a tug in the process.  No matter what his uncle was planning it was almost
worth it to be messing like this, two naked studs working and messing.

	"Spin around, on your knees nice'n easy" Bo grabbed Klu's shoulder
and started to ease him around.

	"Say wha?"

	"We both know I'm too big for you boy" Bo gave him a few more
nudges until he was straddling the bench facing the bar.  Klu had a hunch
where this was going but when Bo said that he spun around,

	"Y'don't think y'gonna -"

	"We gonna start workin that hole of yours boy" Bo's other hand up
and down Klu's asscheek "this is best we got t'work with right now-"

	"C'mon unc y'serious like?"

	"Klu y'tellin me t'stop?"  Bo's hand was sending a different
message, working into the crack now "cause if y'are you just say the word
and we stop right here and now.  We forget the whole thing.  We get back
into our clothes and forget we had this little talk.  What's it gonna be
boy?"

	Bo's fingers found Klu's puckering hole and nudged the end of the
carrot into place.  While Klu was hunched over, trying to think of
something to say, Bo's free hand reached around and found Klu's drooping
cock.  His meaty paw went to work and pulled his answer from him.  When Bo
had Klu moaning and thrusting his hardon into his fist, Bo asked him again,

	"What's it gonna be boy?  We gonna finish what ya started?"

	"Unc..." Klu moaned, sounding more like uh-uh-uh...

	"Last chance Klu.  The answer yes?"

	"Yes..." Klu hissed, every nerve ending on his cock firing now.  If
nothing else, Bo knew his way around a cock.

	Bo eased the tapered end of the carrot into Klu's hole, the oil
helping it slide in the first few inches.  When it got to the wider end,
Klu started wincing,

	"Fuck unc!  Go easy!  Y'tryin to k--"

	"I'm tryin to get ya ready for the real thing boy..." Bo withdrew
it a few inches then started a steady in and out motion.  It did not take
long before the widest part was pushing past the ring.  Lucky for Klu Bo
had shaved and tapered the fatter bulb end so the thick end popped in and
stayed there.  Only the last inch of the green tip stuck out of Klu.  Not
exactly a buttplug, but something close.

	"Daaaaaamn unc" Klu stayed bent over, his head resting on the bar
"y'gotta get that outa me now."

	"Not a chance" Bo looked at his work and gave a big chuckle "y'look
too good like that" he looked around and found where Klu had tossed his
shoes.  He leaned over and picked one up, starting to unlace it.

	"C'mon Bo..." Klu twisted his head around, seeing what he was doing
"y'ain't gonna be tyin up my goods are ya?"

	"Y'been usin that brain again boy" Bo got the lace off and reached
between Klu's thighs, finding his balls hanging loose and free.  He got
them trussed and then encircled the base of Klu's dick, all the while Klu
knelt there, trying not to slip off the bench.  When Bo saw him losing the
battle to stay on the bench, he had Klu get to his feet, the carrot deep
inside his butt.  Klu moaned and complained but managed to stand up.  He
looked down at himself, a bit freaked to see his cock and balls tied and
poking out weirdly.  When he looked and saw Bo doing the same to himself he
tried not to worry.  But when he saw Bo grab those dumbbells again he got a
puzzled expression on his face.

	"Okay unc now wha we supposed t-do--"

	"Boy thought you had all the smarts" Bo scowled at him "I gotta
explain everything?  Okay lemme see ya -- let the camera see ya! -- do some
chest pumps with these.  And gimme some squats when y'doin them."

	"But unc!" Klu took the weights, testing their heaviness "y'really
expectin me to do that with -- unc I got a baseball bat up my butt!"

	"Good thinkin boy.  We'll just find one for next time.  But right
now just do what I do" Bo picked up two weights for himself "show time
boy!"  He started throwing the weights around like they were toys, high
over his head, then down to his chest and out.  He looked over at Klu who
was doing a fair job of keeping up.  He rested them on his shoulders and
started doing kneed bends, knowing that would drive Klu crazy.  He looked
over and Klu's face was twisted with the pain coming from his butt.  After
a while Bo saw that both their dicks were starting a slow movement south,
in spite of the laces.

	"Okay Klu" Bo dropped his weights "we got us a little problem
here."

	Klu put his weights down as well "what's that?"

	"Nobody wants to be lookin at a coupla limp dicks here" Bo nodded
down at himself "do what y'were doin before.  Y'know what I'm sayin."

	"Unc..." Klu stepped over to Bo, his hands returning to Bo's
midsection "y'mean it?"

	"Go on boy" Bo's hand reached over and started playing with Klu's
wrapped dick.  He got Klu to a full hard before Klu's second finger was
back in.  After a good five minutes of playing with each other's cocks,
both were hard.  Full hard.

	"Okay boy..." Bo was grunting and panting with the fingers in his
hole "get those fngers outa there for a minute" and when Klu let go, Bo
dropped to his knees "I ain't done this before so you tell me if I'm doin
it wrong" and Bo's mouth engulfed the first four or five inches of Klu's
cock.  Klu almost passed out!

	"Daaaaamn unc no!" Klu tried to pull him away from his crotch.  Bo
eventually released and looked up.

	"Am I doin it wrong?"

	"Fuck NO!" Klu grabbed his cock, squeezing around the base "y'tryin
to get my nut?  Daaaaamn unc, why you suckin me?"

	"Don't y'like it?"

	"Like it?  Damn y'tryin to make me blow my load in yer mouth?"

	"Fuck no!" Bo went back to lickin on Klu's cock "just tryin to get
ya in the mood to--"

	"Mood t'what?"

	"Y'gettin ready to... y'know... make me yer pussy, boy?"  Bo was
lapping and licking on his cock, watching it quiver and throb with each
touch of his tongue.

	"Y'ain't NO pussy unc!" Klu reached under Bo's arms, trying to lift
him to his feet.  Not an easy task.  But Bo relented and let himself be
lifted up.

	"Not what I meant Klu" Bo's hands were in Klu's crotch, keeping him
nice and hard "just keeping this interested in doin a little plowin."

	"Oh it's interested alright" Klu laughed "maybe too interested.  Ya
almost made me jizz jus then."

	"Sounds like ya getting nice'n horny..."

	"I been horny since I first..." Klu looked at Bo, then looked away.
The camera made a soft humming a few feet away.  Klu knew he did not want
his comment on record "I just mean, okay I'm horny as all hell."

	"Then get your ass on that bench.  Before I change my mind boy."

	Klu went over to the bench and knelt on it again, grabbing the bar
like before.  Bo came over and knocked his hands down.  He grunted a few
words and Klu got the idea fast.  He turned over so he was lying on the
bench like he was ready for another set.  The next thing he knew Bo was
pouring almost half the bottle of baby oil over his cock, smearing it up
and down, covering the whole length.  Before Klu could open his mouth to
protest, Bo straddled him and lined up Klu's upright flagpole at his crack.
Just like that Bo started to lower his massive muscular ass down until Klu
felt the tip of his cock start to slide between Bo's cheeks.  Bo reached
beneath his balls, and grabbing Klu's cock, pushed it towards his hole.
Once it was pushing at the backdoor, Bo grabbed the bar for support and let
gravity do the rest.

	Klu lay on his back, looking up to the massive bulk of Bo's chest
and front balancing on the point of his cock.  He reached up and started to
massage Bo's chest and nipples, and that is when he felt his cockhead enter
something very warm and very slippery.  It was like when he pumped into
Moose that Saturday, but now he was just lying there, going along for the
ride.  And Bo was driving.

	Bo felt the hardness enter him and all the air went out of his
lungs.  He started to lower himself by another inch or two, his weight
balanced on his legs and arms, but all sensation coming from his stretching
hole.  After all the things that had been shoved into him, getting Klu's
cock to penetrate him was not a major ordeal.  If it was Moose lying there,
fucking his hole, that would be different.  But Klu's cock was not as fat,
long yeah, but not fat.  So after the head made it past the ring, Bo only
had to ease down and then his balls were flat against Klu's wiry groin.
When he eased his weight down onto Klu, Klu let out a yelp!

	"Owwww!" Klu tried to buck up, sending his cock deep into Bo "get
off me!"

	"Why, y'break something!"

	"That damn thing's still in me!"

	Bo lifted off Klu's groin, allowing Klu's butt to come off the
bench.  Klu reached under himself, trying to get at the stub of the carrot.
But it was gone!

	"Damn!  That thing's inside me!"

	"Whatdamean inside?"  Bo reached down and tried to get Klu's hands
away from his butt.  Sure enough, Bo's fingers found Klu's ring and there
was no end sticking out of his hole.  Klu had taken in the full length!

	"Get down on the floor on you hands and knees" Bo tried to hide his
grin "we'll get it outa ya boy."

	"Damn unc!" Klu lifted off the bench carefully, his face all bent
out of shape "I feel like somebody lost a telephone pole in there..." but
he dropped down to the hard cement floor, and crouched down.  When he bent
over, Bo's fingers were at his hole.

	"Okay boy, squeeze out nice'n easy" Bo's fingers started working
the hole, and before he could slip one in, something hard started emerging
to meet it.
  After a few moments, he was able to wrap two fingers around the slippery
end and start to work it out.  Klu gave a loud grunt and with a wet pop, Bo
pulled the whole length from him.

	Bo tossed the slimy thing in the trash and used a loose rag to wipe
Klu down.

	"Okay I think we done enough damage for one day" Bo reached down
and started to pull Klu to his feet "get yer clothes and take'm inside and
get a shower."

	"But unc..." Klu looked like he was in no mood to argue.  He was
dripping sweat, his shoulders sagging with the exhaustion "don't
ya... y'know...  ain't ya wantin to... finish?"

	"What's t'finish boy?"  Bo knew he had pushed the kid too far.
Time to forget what almost happened and call it a day "go get yerself
cleaned--"

	"Not til I get yer nut unc."

	"Say wha?"

	"Y'heard me" Klu streched himself, then went to the bench and got
on his back.  He pulled on his cock until it was pointing straight up again
"this pole of mine ain't finished yet.  I'm offerin..."

	"Boy y'serious?"  Bo looked at him "even after I --"

	"Up to you unc" Klu looked him in the eye, but kept his dick waving
back and forth.  It took a moment before Bo let out a deep breath and
picked up the bottle of baby oil again.

	"Don't say anything..." Bo squeezed the last onto Klu's crotch and
again straddled him.  This time Bo took the whole length in one long slow
plunge.  Klu let out such an animal moan it almost made Bo stop.  Almost.

	Bo started a slow up and down ride on Klu's cock, feeling it hit
that spot once he adjusted his position slightly.  He started yanking on
his hardening cock when Klu told him to grab the bar and started jacking it
for him.  The two of them lasted maybe another two minutes of pure animal
lust before Klu started bucking faster.  He let out a yell and Bo felt his
insides fill with something warm.

	He started a frantic bucking up and down then, knowing Klu's dick
would start softening fast.  Like Klu knew what he was thinking, he started
a rapid and hard tugging on Bo's taut throbbing cock, the foreskin flying
up and down.  It only took another minute or two before Bo was wheezing and
whining and with both of Klu's hands flying up and down his pole, Bo let
out a loud grunt and bam!  started splattering Klu's crotch and chest with
rope after rope of thick hot cum!

	Klu's cock almost got squeezed off when Bo came, his hole clamped
shut almost strangling Klu's dick.  When Bo finally stopped spasming, Klu
managed to each Bo's ass off his crotch, pulling his dick from the
stranglehold of Bo's clenched butt.

	Bo managed to get to his feet and step off the bench.  He crouched
down and began to rub some circulation back into his huge legs.  Seeing Klu
lie there, his barely softening dick still oozzing a bead of cum, Bo
stepped over to the camera and started to turn it off.

	"Don't turn it off yet" Klu looked up, catching his breath.

	"What?  Ain't ya done --"

	"C'mon unc" Klu swung his legs around, sitting sideways on the
bench "we're just getting started."

	"Y'some kinda crazy, boy" Bo smiled "didn't you just drop a load in
my butt?  What more ya--"

	"Ya sayin ya didn't like that?"

	"Like it?" Bo let out a deep belly laugh "boy that was some kinda
mean fuck you threw."

	"So..." Klu looked down at his shiny dick, still wrapped and bound
"ain't ya interested in tryin that again?"

	"Again?"

	"Or something different even?"

	"Boy look at me!  I'm an old man, I can't get keep goin and goin
like you!"

	"Wanna bet?"

	"What y'talkin about Klu?"

	"Well..." Klu knew that he would do anything to get his dick back
in that ass, no matter what it took "I'll make ya a bet.  If I get that
dick of yours up and running, then wouldja be interested?"

	"Boy thanks for the offer but remember?  I'm the one with the
broken-- "

	"Ain't nothin broken about it" Klu got to his feet, a bit wobbly
"just outa practice is all."

	"Well nothin ain't happenin til we get outselves cleaned up" Bo
looked around the garage.  The whole place smelled like sex now "then we
see how it goes."

	"Deal."