Date: Mon, 07 Aug 2006 20:51:55 -0500
From: mt nuda <mtnuda@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Exam chapter 34

	Reminder:  If you are underage or turned off by situations involving males
getting males into compromising positions, then this ain't for you!  You are
warned and then some.
	For those of you who have taken time to drop me a note, thanks and I'm
flattered.  This story was something that had to be written before the
characters disappeared from the scene; they wanted their story told so I'm
telling it. Whether or not anyone would be interested was something I had no
way of gauging at first.  Now it appears a lot of guys are enjoying this and
it's hitting a nerve as it were.  Or rather it's churning a lot of balls out
there.  Never would have guessed. So a big thanks to all those who wrote
lately, esp. thanks to MJ who got so caught up in one character that
"everytime he cums, I cum". If there are any Bo's out there, MJ is looking
for you!
	So any comments or questions - or irate tirades as the case may be - can be
directed to: mtnuda@hotmail.com.  Now back to our show:




	Sunday Aug 4 Chapter thirty-four


	Sunday night around six-thirty Klu dropped over and Bo and Will were in the
kitchen trying to clean up from dinner, but making more of a mess in the
process.

	"You two still in here.  Thought you'd be ready to go" Klu said moving some
dishes off the table into the dishwasher and making room for the camera in
its new leather bag.

	"We're just finished" Will looked rather helpless trying to work in the
kitchen.

	"Geez cuz you go get things set up in the garage and I'll finish this"  Klu
could get more done in five minutes than the two in an hour.

	"Fine Klu" Bo started to head for the door with Will.  All day he had been
trying to find a way around this.  After all he was the adult, and they were
only two kids.  If he could not take control of this situation, then he
deserved the consequences.  But there ain't gonna be no consequences, cause
there ain't gonna be no repeats of yesterday, he told himself.  Give the
kids something nice and normal and maybe that son of his will just get this
all out of his system.

	"Not like that!" Klu said to him pointing at his clothes.  He was still
wearing the white shirt and pants from church.

	"Why not?" and Will looked at them. laughed and left for the garage.

	"Unc you need help here" and then when Will was out of earshot "no way we
ain't gonna do anything freaky with Will here are we?"

	"Shit NO" Bo said but his voice was not the booming hammer of doom he
intended.  Klu swore he almost heard a question mark.

	"Sweet, so it won't hurt t'get some real clothes on."

	"Real?"

	"Y'know, like a muscle-t and some warm-up pants.  You know those grey
fleece things you got."

	"See yer point" and Bo headed upstairs.

	"And make sure you're wearin something under'm.  Like shorts or a jock" but
Bo was gone "better both."

	Klu went out to garage to see what a mess Will had made but was a bit
surprised to see the area cleared and the weight-bench and all accessories
set up.  He even found the lights and had turned them on, flooding the
middle of the room in bright light.

	"I ain't movin a thing" Will snapped over his shoulder, putting the last of
the weights in place.

	"Well shit don't this look fine, real fine" Klu started to find a spot for
the camera.

	"Right there should be what you want" Will pointed to the area right in
front of the bench, pointing right up Bo's torso.

	"Will?"

	"Don't gimme shit cuz" Will said looking at him very serious "I know what
all this is like all about."

	"You don't know shit Will... like always you're full of shit!"

	"I stayed outside yesterday for a while.  Long enough to hear what was goin
on" Will said quietly "I know what I heard -- I didn't have to see.  I could
just imagine."

	"Will y'trippin!  You didn't hear shit!"

	"Oh yeah?  I didn't hear nothin bout no 'unfinished business' then?"

	"Don't know what yer talkin about-"

	"Sheet y'almost caught me when ya went back to the kitchen for more tapes"
Will went back to the bench, loading more weights on the bar, doing his best
to ignore his cousin, his mouth hanging open "then like I went around the
back of the garage - almost tore up my leg on that shit back there" lifting
his sweatpants showing a fresh scar down one calf "but oh maaaan it was
worth it!  'Take off them shorts boy' 'lose the jock boy', yeah Klu I heard
the whole thing!"

	"I tell ya yer trippin-"

	"You'n pops gettin all freaky with this sex shit... maaaan...."

	"So what?  You gonna go postal on us now?" Klu's hands were clenching ready
for a fight to start.

	"Chill cuz" Will looked over at him, seeing his fists ready "I'd mess ya
bad anyways but it ain't like that-"

	"Like what" Bo said coming through the door.  He was wearing just what Klu
had told him to, except for his favorite sleeveless sweatshirt again, but he
added his lifting belt and his favorite Packers cap to complete the effect.

	"Cool" they both said, but Klu looked at Will not sure what he was gonna
pull next.

	"Chill cuz" Will got up and went to where Klu was messing with the camera
"now go spot the old SG man there.  I don't want him to hurt himself."

	Klu was not too gently directed away from his camera and sent over behind
Bo getting onto the bench.  He moved the camera another couple of feet
closer to his dad.

	"Hey SG why don't you start with a couple of sit-ups.  Y'know just to warm
a little" Will started to play with the camera.

	"It's the red button on the side" Klu said looking at Will.

	"Hell I know, don't you think I even used a camcorder before?" Bo and Klu
gave each other a swift nervous look.

	"You also know t'focus?"

	"Yeah right here" and sure enough Will started adjusting the lens like he
really had done this before.

	"Okay SG. Action!"

	Bo lay back on the bench and started doing a few sit-ups, his arms folded
across his chest.  His feet were firmly locked into the bars at the base so
he did about twenty without breaking a sweat.

	"Okay hit the pause" Bo said finishing "that's fine - "

	"Naw just keep going.  How about a coupla presses t'really get this goin."

	Bo was starting to warm up so he went right into a set even with the
weights Will added, and it was enough to get the blood flowing.  When he
finished Klu spotted the bar and racked it for him.  Bo sat up.

	"Okay ready for some chest curls?"

	Bo took another bar Will had set up for him previous and brought it up to
his chest starting to do a set of curls.  When he was finished his shirt was
starting to discolor around the neck and under the arms a bit.

	"Lookin good pops.  So why don't you lose the shirt already.  C'mon pops, I
can't see shit with that rag y'wearin.  Take it off so we can see your
muscles."  Both Bo and Klu recognized the line.  Bo stood there hesitating.

	"Will why you-"

	"C'mon pops just like the pros.  We gotta see the results of all your hard
work."

	Bo took off his cap and placed in on the bench.  He pulled his sleeveless
sweatshirt out from beneath the weight belt then pulled it over his head.
The bottom of the belt was still covering the upper half of his shorts.

	"Yeah pops looking good for an old man" Will looked through the view finder
framing the shot.

	Bo put his cap back on "I'm keepin this."

	"No big deal.  It's your bod they wanna see."

	Bo stood there and then said "okay now, we finished yet?"

	"Give us another set of curls without the shirt now."

	Bo gave Klu a short frown then shrugged.  He bent down and deadlifted the
weights up to his waist and then started the curls.  As he did his pecs and
biceps started to pop like mad and glisten under the lights.

	"Yeah lookin real good" Will purred as Bo finished the set.  Now all of his
chest and shoulders were beading and glistening with sweat.  Klu knew it
wasn't hot enough to explain it all.

	"Gimme a towel Klu" Bo said looking around.  Klu started to rummage next to
him.

	"Don't need it pops, stay just like that.  The camera's pickin up your
definition better.  Now how about a couple more poses."

	Bo glanced back at Klu, then started doing his regular double biceps.

	"Yeah now you're lookin real fine.  Go on hit the pose!" they both
remembered hearing that same line before.  Bo started to get suspicious.
Klu started to get nervous.

	"Okay back on the bench for some chest presses.  Klu'll spot ya, won't ya
Klu?"

	Klu looked at Will's smile and the camera and just said "sure."

	Bo slid under the bar and had it lifted back onto his chest.  He blew out
his air and then started a regular set, the weights lessened a bit.  Will
started to add comments and descriptions to the audio part as Bo worked the
set.  When he finished Klu reset the bar.

	"Okay flip over on your belly for some leg lifts pops."

	Bo lay there for a minute catching his breath.  When he saw Will was
continuing to film, looking more innocent than expected, Bo flipped over and
hooked his left ankle under the bar and started a rep of those while Will
continued the narrative.  Then Bo shifted to the other leg and repeated
them.  When he was finished Will added a "mighty fine.  Why don't you stand
up and let's see what you look like now."

	Bo eased his massive frame to his feet and stood facing the camera.  He
started to flex his chest but Will said,

	"Naw let's see those leg muscles now."

	Bo started to pull up the pants leg showing his calf but Will purred,

	"C'mon pops we can't see crap like that.  We gotta see the whole leg not
just a skimpy lil ol peak at your calf."

	Bo looked steady at Will and started to protest.

	"C'mon pops shuck the sweatpants."

	Y'startin to mess with me Will-"

	"Why y'so worried.  This is all normal like.  C'mon pops we're wastin time
jawin about it..."

	"I mean it boy."

	"C'mon pops, just some leg flexes for the camera then we're done okay?
Y'know y'got some serious leg muscles right?  No one can touch y'there."

	Bo stood for a second and then pulled his cap further down his face, his
eyes now in deep shadow.  He reached down underneath the belt and untied the
drawstring.  He had to push them down over his wide muscular thighs and then
they fell to the floor.  He stepped out of them and turned around.

	"Yeah flex those treetrunks for the camera pops" and Bo lifted up on one
leg then the other, his calf muscles flexing and then twisting his hip out,
showed off the full impact of the set on all his leg muscles, first the
right then the left. His running shorts stayed tucked under the belt.

	"Okay pops back on the bench and Klu let's see some real weight back on
that bar again."

	"You said we're finishin-"

	"Just one more pops."

	Klu threw another couple of fifty pound discs onto the bar as Bo slid under
it again.  He was too busy taking the bar from Klu to see Will move the
camera lower, zooming in on between his legs.  Again as he repeated the set
Will described the amount of weight and its effect on the lifting.  Bo
continued with the harder set, but slower this time from the significant
added increase.

	"Great pops, those muscles are really starting to puff out now."

	Bo leaned forward and saw where the camera was pointed.  Up his crotch.

	"Time for a break now kid" he said looking for the towel.

	"No time to wipe yourself off pops" Will said moving the camera back a bit
"before you cool down too much how about showing us those fine leg squats."

	Bo went back to the bar on the ground and lifted it to his waist and then
pressed it up to his shoulders.  When they were stable he started the slow
down and up motion working his legs.

	"Looking good" Will said behind the camera again checking the frame "now
let's see it from the back."

	Bo lifted up until he was standing straight up and paused.  Finally he
turned around and started the squats again, this time the camera catching
the muscles in his butt flexing and straining with the weight.  After
another ten he stood up.

	"Don't put them down yet just hold'm a sec."

	"Hey these ain't light Will" Bo said but he knew he had a good grip so he
stood facing away from the camera, the sweat trickling down his shoulders
and back.

	"Damn pops where'd you get those old shorts.  Ain't they seen better days"
Will said ready to push his dad to the next stage "you can't be wearing
those ratty old things for this."

	"Forget it Will-" Bo started to move the weights down.

	"Leave'm there pops.  You getting tired already?"

	"Hell no."

	"Klu, go over and help pops outa them raggetty old shorts."

	"Will fuck you!"

	"Klu don't start messin with  me now" he said tapping the camera.  Klu was
getting the idea Will was serious about this and he could see the glint of
blackmail in his eyes.  Klu knew he was on to them and it would be a real
bad idea to push him into doing something stupid.  He went over to Bo and
whispered "he knows about yesterday."

	"WHA?!?!!" Bo yelled but it could have been the reaction to Klu reaching
under the belt and starting to pull down Bo's shorts.  Luckily Bo had heard
him and did put on a jock.

	It took Klu three seconds to get the shorts down past Bo's muscular glutes;
it took Bo four seconds to get the weight down to the floor.

	"Y'can turn that thing off right now!" Bo boomed, half-turning and
half-tugging the shorts back up to his waist.

	"No can do pops."

	"Boy you sick of living?"  Bo was in Will's face fast.  Will turned off the
camera, but stood where he was.

	"Cool it pops, that scene between you and cuz here-"

	"That's none of your business boy!"

	"Don't ya mean 'unfinished business' dad?"

	"What you say?"

	"Chill pops" Will cracked a smile.  The smile of a cat pouncing the mouse
"if you'n Klu wanna get freaky I'm cool-"

	"Will y'know I could break you into tiny pieces-"

	"That y'could, that y'could pops" the smile not leaving Will's face "but
then who's gonna stick up for ya when they say you was rapin the kid here"
nodding at Klu.

	"Nobody raped nobody!" Klu yelled, his legs working again.  All three were
face to face now.

	"So you say" Will looked at his dad "and maybe if I tell'm that they'd
believe me.  Otherwise, sheeet a grown man and a what?  seventeen year old
kid?"

	"Eighteen in three months!"

	"Pops y'know it'd look bad, real baaaaad" Will stared down his dad "so
don't ya think y'need me on your side for this one?"

	"Y'sayin yer blackmailin me now?"  Bo was seconds from decking Will, but
Klu held his arm back.

	"Don't do it unc" Klu intercepted the swing.  There was a brief struggle,
but Bo calmed down.  Even two against one would have been no contest.  But
Bo saw the seriousness of the situation.

	"Okay Will..." Bo pulled away, and stood there.  A half-naked giant keeping
himself from exploding "you know it's blackmail, I - we all know it's - "

	"Ain't no blackmail" Will turned the camera back on "let's say we got
ourselves a little understanding like.  You don't stand in my way of getting
my wrestlin scholarship..." he put his hands up signalling truce "and I
ignore you'n Klu here getting into yer sex shit-"

	"Will stop it!" Klu knew he was trapped.

	"-cause if I gotta show dick at the doc's then you two playin buttfuck
buddies almost makes us even.  So pops we got an understanding here or not?"

	"Will you know this ain't right..."

	"What I know is the camera's rollin.  So drop the shorts and let's see
those leg squats now.  Real slow and professional like."

	Bo stood there for what felt like hours, glancing between Will and Klu.
When neither one made a move he decided to do something before the two of
them went at each other.  And the only something left to do was what he
ended up doing.  His hands went to the waistband of his shorts.

	When they were around his feet Will said "Okay let's see another set of
those leg squats now."

	Bo kicked his feet out of the tangle, picked up the bar, spread his stance
wide and started to squat.  The camera zoomed in on his muscled glutes
framed by the white straps of his straining jock, the muscles rippling and
flexing up and down under the weight.  Everytime he squatted down his crack
spread open and his butthole was exposed to the camera which Will was
repositioning and zooming in to catch every last detail.

	Bo finished and before Will could say a word he slammed the bar down with a
boom.

	"Okay Will y'happy now?" Bo said turning to face the camera his large frame
wet and menacing "we finished here now, right?"

	"Lookin real good for a guy your age pops" Will was refocusing and zooming
back to catch the whole body "but no, you're just warming up.  Or are maybe
you too tired, we can call it quits and I'll go get your wheelchair.  Maybe
some Epson salts and soak your feet like gramma."

	"I can still whup yer ass-" he said making a fist.

	"No doubt, no doubt" Will smirked more than he intended "but if you got
enough strength t'beat my ass you got enough for some more.  Now some arm
curls or you too tired-"

	"Like hell" and Bo sat down on the bench and picking up the smaller weights
started first one than the other arm.  His biceps started to balloon up as
Will knew they would.  Klu just stood in back watching.

	Bo continued his curls the bottom of the belt digging into the top of the
jock, forcing the stuffed pouch out and down.  As he continued the
accumulating sweat beneath the belt soaked into it making it more
transparent and more clinging.  Under the bright lights every stretch and
bulge showed up clearly.

	"Okay pops we'll do your back later" so Bo put down the weights just
sitting and sweating "why don't you take a break for while and rest yourself
up."

	Bo started to get up looking for the towel.

	"Okay cuz let's see some presses from you now."

	"You're on" and Klu started to remove some weights from the bar setting it
for his normal warm-up amount.  When he got down on the bench Will
interrupted,

	"Hey don't want you hurtin yourself.  Pops why don't you let him use your
belt before he hurts himself."

	"Klu you really don't wanna wear this funky thing?" Bo said looking down at
himself covered in sweat still not able to find the towel and Will seemed to
have moved his clothes away some where.

	"Will that's fine I got my jock on underneath these" indicating his shorts.

	"Don't wanna see you mess up for next year.  Go on pops."

	Bo removed the belt now darkening with his sweat.  Beneath it his
midsection as well as the waistband were dripping wet.

	Klu tooked it and strapped it around his waist, fearing it might be a turn
on, this very intimate bit of leather still warm from Bo.  When it was in
place and starting to dig into his groin he felt himself start to react in
spite of his fear at what Will was up to now.  When he laid back again he
almost didn't hear Will say,

	"Naw that ain't gonna work.  Cuz you're gonna havta shuck that top."

	Klu felt himself off the hook a bit, so he pulled his shirt free and tossed
it.  Bo grabbed it and mopped some of the sweat off his chest.  Klu couldn't
miss it and now definitely felt a reaction in his crotch.

	"Okay weakling let's see what ya got."

	Klu went through his set as Bo stood over him spotting him.  Klu couldn't
help but look up right into Bo's crotch again.  He closed his eyes to keep
his concentration as best he could.  And not remember where this led
yesterday.

	When he finished he heard Will say, "okay cuz let's see if your squats are
half as impressive as pop's here" Will continued to readjust the camera as
Klu adjusted the weights on the bar trying to stay as hunched over as
possible.  He took his stance facing away from the camera seeing Bo's eyes
on his crotch, and he knew his bulge was starting to show through his
shorts.  As he hoisted the bar to his waist and then to his chest he heard
was he was dreading,

	"Hey pops we can't let Klu lift like that.  Why don't you help him outa
those shorts so he don't hurt himself" which made no sense but Klu knew why
Will was asking this.  And he was holding all the cards now.  Bo gave Will a
look of disgust mixed with resignation and then went over and pulled Klu's
running shorts from beneath the wet belt and tugged them down.  Klu stepped
out of one leg widening his stance again.  Knowing his half-hard was still
facing away he started the set hoping it would soften him a bit.  But Bo's
look seemed to indicate it wasn't working.

	He went through the set, his ass muscles flexing and shining, his crack
open and exposed to Will's close-ups,  the straps digging in as the
underside of his balls were tightening and the pouch was pulled forward.
When he finished he bent over and set the bar down.  He crouched down
getting his breath.

	"Not bad not bad at all cuz" Will said backing up the camera again "now why
don't you turn around and let's see what all this hard work can do."

	"Will for crissakes-"

	"Boyl that's enough" Bo said moving towards him hoping to get to the camera
and turn it off.

	"Do it Klu" Will continued "unless you two already forgot about yesterday-"

	"Fuck you Will!" from Klu but they both knew they were licked.

	"Will enough" Bo had stopped where he was.  He looked at the camera and at
Klu's front.  He was shocked when Klu turned and showed the camera and Will
how aroused he still was.

	"Well well well cuz" Will said getting all of it "looks like you really
freakin on all this.  You like wearing pop's belt huh?  A real turn-on for
you?  You major turned on by the old man aren't you?"

	"Will let it go."

	But Klu stood defiant and said "what if I think your dad's packed.  What ya
gonna go about it?" his fists in balls now.

	"Don't get all hot cuz, it's cool" Will said "you and pops wanna be 'work
out buddies' is just fine by me.  Remember I got no problem with that
scene?"

	"Well I'm through" Bo said starting to leave.

	"Not so fast pops we're just getting warmed up now.  You don't wanna just
quit now things are getting all interesting?"

	"What you mean, interesting?"

	"Well the way I hear it - and now see it, cuz here thinks it's a major
turn-on workin out with you and you are like cool with that scene-"

	"He's blood, Will, I ain't gonna - "

	"So fine while we stand here jawin you two are coolin off when we could be
finishin this here work out right?"

	"Guess so" Bo said a bit confused.

	"Okay let's say now we film a little contest between you two.  Whoever
can't do the most push-ups gotta do the penalty."

	"No way.  What's this shit with penalties?"

	"You'll see.  You two think you can do that?"

	"Piece a cake" Klu dropped to the floor relieved to be getting his crotch
out of harm's way.

	"Klu you start" and while Bo stood back watching, Klu went into his routine
and knocked off thirty without any problems.  He finished and stayed sitting
on the floor.

	"Okay pops you think you can beat this wimp?"

	Bo got down on his stomach and started doing his.  Whether from his
previous curls or for some other reason after twenty he started to slow
down.

	"C'mon unc you can do it" Klu encouraged, knowing Bo could do a lot better.
  Hell with arms like that he should be able to do twice as many without any
problem.  But Bo got to twenty-six and slowed to a stop.  He did one more
and got to his knees.

	"What's the matter pops gettin old?"

	"Musta strained the muscle before" Bo said looking at Klu "so what's this
penalty of yours."

	"Well pops the penalty is ya gotta lose the jock" Will said calmly.

	"Shit" Klu said maybe a bit relieved but not completely.

	Bo looked at them both and then at the camera.

	"Boy you know you're gonna so regret this" he said but reached down and
tugged his jock down and off.

	Will didn't say a word but continued filming.

	"Okay Will you win we finished now" Klu yelled but knew Will's sadistic
streak was just emerging.  Will was always the one to come up with the most
nasty or humiliating hazing for the new team members.  His reputation was
well deserved.

	"Now the next contest-"

	"No more contests." Bo said.

	"Give up already pops? What's the matter can't take it?  Gonna wimp out on
me?"

	"I can take anything you can come up with and more boy" but Klu wished Bo
would stop egging Will on like this.  It would only get worse.

	"Don't worry pops I won't make you do anything you don't wanna do" Will
said, a crooked smile on his face "so another contest or you give up?"

	"What is it?"

	"Think you can handle a simple sit-up contest old man?"

	"Bring it on!"

	"Fine, Klu why don't you start."

	"Why me?"

	"Don't tell me you're gonna wimp out now-"

	"Hell no."

	"Okay, get that mat over there down on the floor" Will said pointing to an
old exercise mat jammed onto a shelf behind them.  Bo went over and tugged
it out and tossed it onto the hard cement floor.

	"Fine go ahead Klu" Will said moving the camera "and pops why don't you get
down and sit on those ankles.  Don't want the punk cheating."

	Klu got down on the mat on his back.  He saw Bo sit down on his ankles
straddling them his weight partly on Klu and partly on his own feet.  Damn,
Klu thought, Will planned this all out.

	He started his sit-ups, each time coming forward his face close enough to
Bo's crotch that he could feel the heat coming off him.  His reaction was
swift and pronounced; the blood started pumping into his dick as he could
tell Bo knew as well.  As could Will and the camera.

	"Lookin real good cuz let's see what ya got."

	Klu passed fifty and then sixty and when he got around seventy started to
slow.  Finally at seventy-four he could not bring himself up anymore.  He
lay back knowing his jock was stretched and wet.

	"Seventy-four cuz.  Very impressive.  Now it's pop's turn."

	The two switched places, Klu all but giving up trying to hide his
condition.  He sat down on Bo's ankles not wanting to crush him but his
attention was on Bo's impressive equipment right in front of him still.

	"Okay pops any time" and Bo started his crunches, but Klu knew that this
was not Bo's strongest area.  His gut was muscled but also a bit past buffed
prime.  He got to fifty with difficulty and a great deal of sweating.

	"C'mon unc you can do it" Klu egged him on "don't let him mess with you."

	Bo made it to sixty-two with great difficulty and then fell back.  His
balls and cock flopped back onto his leg shiny but soft.

	"Well pops looks like another penalty for you" Will said moving the camera
over to the weight bench.

	"So what y'gonna make me shed the cap now?" Bo stood up, panting.  While
Will decided to tell him, all he could do was stand there, shrugging and
naked.

	"Ain't like that pops" Will walked away from them and over to the door
"don't want either of you movin a muscle til I get back from a piss."

	After he left Bo looked at Klu and his condition.

	"Y'know Klu I'm afraid of what he's gonna try next."

	"Unc, you know that son of yours has a mean streak a mile wide."

	"I don't wanna do anything to hurt ya kid.  If he asks me t'do anything
like that I'm gonna refuse no matter what, deal?"

	"I don't think it's me he wants to get at unc" Klu said continuing to take
in all the massive flesh in front of him  "he's out to break your balls."

	"He's out to break both our balls's my guess-" and the door opened and
luckily it was Will.

	"Okay you two over by the bench" Will was carrying a plastic bag.

	"What's that Will?" Klu asked, afraid it was something Will had prepared
already.

	"Okay pops sit on the bench facing Klu.  Klu you behind him like your
spottin."

	Both went over and took their spots.

	"So y'ready to tell us what's the penalty already" Bo said straddling the
bench, his wide naked butt facing the camera.

	"Real easy pops.  You just put that ol bar up to you shoulders and press
yerself up off the bench.  Let's see how long you can hold it up and keep
that butt from hitting the bench."

	"That's all?" Klu knew Will had a catch.

	"That's it pops.  Think you can handle it?"

	"Okay Klu load the weights."

	But before Klu could add the usual amount Will interrupted "just like they
are, that's enough."

	"Damn I could do this in my sleep" Bo bragged but then he saw the look in
Klu's eyes.  Klu was looking back at Will who was taking something out of
the bag.

	"Well then we're cool pops" Will said removing the item he went into the
house to fetch "just to make sure you don't wimp out and keep yerself all
motivated to keep that butt off the bench..." he took what he had and placed
it on the bench underneath Bo's ass.  It was a rather large and fat red
buttplug, fresh from the box and freshly greased.  Klu looked at Will like:
what the hell where did you get that you fuck!  Bo tried looking around but
Will snapped "face forward.  Don't you dare turn around."

	"What is it Klu?" Bo said trying to figure out what Will had put beneath
him.

	"Just don't sit back" Klu muttered.

	"Okay cuz, give'm the weight" and Klu lifted the bar easily to Bo's chest,
where he held it,  the muscles in his legs supporting the weight.

	"Yeah pops just like that.  Let's see how long you can keep it up" Will
smiled taunting him, knowing he'd get the double meaning.  After a few
minutes, Bo grunted "okay long enough?"

	"Not yet.  Cuz, time y'add another fifty to the bar."

	"Damn you Will!" he glared at him knowing what was coming.

	"Do it Klu!"

	So Klu, as carefully as he could, picked up two fiftys and slid them on
simultaneously so it didn't disturb the balance.  No matter how gently he
did, when Bo felt the additional weight he could not help but readjust his
stance by a few inches and his butt grazed the head of the plug.

	"Goddamn Will what'd you put there?" Bo shouted but he knew something
sticky smooth and rubbery was pointing at his butt.

	"Just hold it pops" and Will brought the camera in, knowing he'd have to
tire eventually.

	"Get that thing outa there" Bo grunted as he felt his legs start to
fatigue.

	"Not a chance pops this is your penalty."

	Bo felt his muscles start to quiver as the weight started to grow heavy and
dig into his shoulders.  His butt slowly made contact and he was unable to
lift himself off it.

	"I'm gonna kill ya boy!"

	"Okay Klu he's ready for another twenty."

	"Damn you Will this is vicious, even for you!"

	"Another twenty and I stay cool about yesterday Klu."

	Bo grunted as he felt the weight start to burn and the plug start to press
hard against his asshole, knowing he could not keep it squeezed shut forever
"it's okay Klu we don't got a big choice here."

	"But unc-"

	"Do what I tell ya boy!"

	Klu tried to argue but then looked at Will.  Even though he wanted to deck
him he also couldn't help but be turned on by this, maybe more than a
little.  He reached down and added two twenty weights like he was adding the
last two cards to the tower, knowing it would topple any second.  Bo tried
to readjust to the shift but his legs were now shaking and with the camera
pointed right at him the head went in.

	"Fuck" Bo hissed and no matter how hard he tried his legs were giving out
and he felt himself lowering onto the plug.  After a minute it was half way
in him and as his leg muscles finally gave out he sank his weight down onto
the bench fully impaling himself.

	Klu quickly pulled the weights off the bar and put it back in the rack.  Bo
sat there filled with the plug.

	"Okay Klu while pops here rests his butt" Will said trying to hide his
smirk "you can lose the belt.  The lifting is over for now."

	"So we're finished now right?" Klu said and tossed the belt on the floor.
He pouch now swelled out free of the contraint.

	"And that funky jock too."

	"Eat shit!"

	"Do it cuz or you know the consequences."

	Klu glared at him but he was trapped.  With Will now pointing the camera at
him he turned his back on the camera and pulled it down and tossed it on the
floor with the belt.  He stood up and before Will could say what he knew he
would, he turned around, his dick pointing out and to the side.

	"Well it's time we drop the shit" Will started "after that day at the docs
I had my suspicions but now just lookin at that it's obvious you get off on
this shit more'n I was guessin.  And SG here..."

	"Will leave your dad alone."

	"Well now we're just gonna finish this up with no more protests from you
two.  You just do what I say and it just stays between us.  Or if that's
not-"

	"What you want?" Bo said finally turning his head.

	"Just a few more things.  But first pops I wanna see some more of those
squats..." Will said setting the camera on its tripod.  Bo tried to reach
underneatch himself and pull out the plug.

	"No pops, Klu junior stays in.  I wanna see those squats with that fucker
stuffed in your butt."

	Bo slowly got to his feet, now very aware of what was in him.  He took the
bar and turned his back on the camera and started the squats his leg muscles
on fire now.  His butt was pointed right at the camera and as he lowered
himself the dark red circle of plastic was more than visible in him.  As
they all knew, with a few squats the pressure on his prostate would have the
desired effect.  Bo's dick started to lengthen and color, and his balls
started to pull up.

	Klu watched the ordeal and knew his own cock was now lifting to full hard.
As it did he saw Will start to pan back and forth between them.  After about
ten Bo had enough.

	"Okay now what?" he said not turning.

	"On the bench on your back pops" Will said knowing his dad's swelling would
be fully exposed when he leaned back.

	Bo didn't protest but went over and lay back down,  his dick now flopping
up onto his belly, his balls tight and dark.

	"Spot the old man cuz" Will said and saw Klu check out his front.  Yeah,
Will was plainly getting turned on by it.

	Bo laid back as Klu lowered the bar back down to his chest.

	"Lower cuz" and Klu knew what he wanted.  He lowered himself until his
balls hit Bo's forehead.

	"Lower Klu. Go on cuz.  Do it" Will said now starting to rub himself.  Klu
knew what Will wanted to see.  He shifted his weight forward until his balls
were over Bo's nose and mouth.  He took his cock and bending it down he put
it to Bo's lips.  Bo just exhaled and opened his mouth as Klu's hard cock
was pushed in.  Klu closed his eyes not realizing how close to cumming he
let himself get.

	"Okay SG let's see some serious pumpin!" and Bo started to raise and lower
the bar, his head back and his mouth full of Klu's cock.  Will had pulled
his fly open and was opening jacking himself.

	Klu looked down at Bo's mouth massaging his cock in time to his presses.
His arms and chest flexing beneath him and it was too much.  He had a bad
feeling that next Will wanted to see him shove it where the plug now rested
but didn't want to give him the pleasure.  Besides his cock was letting him
know the sight of the big guy flexing and sucking on him would get his nut
right now if he wasn't careful  Before Bo could finish Klu felt his cock
start to throb and he pulled it out but damn! he was over the top and
started to shoot all down Bo's face and chest.  Bo just lowered the bar to
his chest feeling the warm splashes hit him.

	Klu slowly recovered and opened his eyes seeing Bo straining with the bar
on him.  Klu reached down and lifted it off him, a bit guilty but hell his
cock still throbbing and oozing, seeing the sight of his cum all over Bo.

	"Okay SG keep those eyes closed and Klu help him stand up."

	Klu went around and help Bo get to his feet.  He was almost pressed against
him,  the heat and smell radiating off him as he whispered "sorry unc."  He
looked over at Will who was completely hard and looking like he was ready to
pop himself.

	"Okay pops stand there and let's get a good look at ya" and he brought the
camera up zooming in on his cum-splattered chest and down to his all but
totally hard cock.

	"Hey cuz it looks like SG here needs some help.  Why don't you see if you
can get that head free before he strangles himself."

	"Will enough's enough-"

	"Do it Klu" and they both knew what he meant.

	Klu got down on his knees in front of Bo and started to pull the foreskin
back.  Bo let out a hiss as the shiny head emerged, the slit starting to
form a bead.  Looking back at Will's jacking and the camera he leaned
forward and put his mouth on Bo and started to blow him.

	"Don't kid you shouldn't" but Klu kept at it, too late now to turn back.
He had been leading up to this since yesterday, and even though Will was
filming the whole damn thing he wouldn't stop himself.  He reached behind Bo
and started pressing the plug again and again into his butt, knowing the
effect the pressure would have on Bo's prostate.  Sure enough, he felt Bo
start to swell in his mouth.

	"Take your mouth away fast!" Will yelled as Klu continued to jack Bo's now
throbbing cock.

	"Okay SG keep those damn eyes closed, now cum for me, cum for the camera.
C'mon ya big horny stud shoot that big fuckin man load.  Show me what a real
stud can shoot.  Cum!" and Bo grunted and bucked as Klu yanked the first
load out of him.  With the other hand ramming the plug into him as far as it
would go, another and then another thick rope of cum drooled out of his slit
and down to Klu's tongue.  Klu heard Will start to grunt and without turning
knew he was shooting his load as well.  Before Bo could recover and open his
eyes Will stuffed himself back in his shorts still wet and ran out of the
garage.

	Klu went back to sucking Bo until he felt him go back to soft and then
started licking his balls.  When he put his mouth back on Bo's cock he
reached behind him and slowly pulled the plug out of his butt.  With a loud
pop Klu felt a last slimy splash on his tongue.

	"Damn Klu you shouldn'ta done that."

	"Don't move" Klu said and went over and shut off the camera.  He noticed
that the record button was off!  Had it run out of time?  He turned off the
camera and put it where Will would not find it easily.

	"Did he really go and film the whole thing?" Bo was looking for his
clothes.

	"I gotta look but I think it ran out.  We should still both see what how
bad it is."

	"It's my fault-"

	"Unc let's get this straight" Klu said his voice low and steady "y'gotta
know I didn't do nothin here I didn't want to do-"

	"Damn, boy-"

	"Or that I hadn't been thinkin bout doin since-"

	"Klu!"

	"Or that I wouldn't give my right arm to do again... that is if you can
stand lookin yer brother's queer boy in the face any more" and he turned
away looking around and then finding where Will had tossed the clothes.  He
tossed Bo his things.

	"Boy y'really meanin what I'm hearin-"

	"You're hearin right unc."

	"But you don't know what y'sayin-"

	Klu found his own clothes and quickly threw them on.  He grabbed the camera
and before Will could return he headed for the door.

	"Just think about today.  And yesterday, unc.  You just gotta say the word,
whatever ya decide" and before Bo could react he ran off, his heart in his
throat.