Date: Sat, 30 May 2009 21:09:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: eames1668 <eames1668@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cole Pt. 7 (male incest)

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descriptions of imagined sexual activity between family members. If you are
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This on-going series has been my first attempt at erotic fiction and I
truly appreciate the positive feedback that I've gotten.  Feel free to
weigh in at eames1668@yahoo.com.  Sorry it's taken so long for the next
chapter. Might not be as steamy as the previous, but need to set some
things up to move forward.



"Cole's.  Well, ok.  It was his idea first, when we left for Pasadena but I
jumped in."

"Both ways?"

Hank looked at me from across the breakfast table, his face had that "What the
fuck, Cole.  Help me out here, man," look.   Instead I stared down at my plate,
while pushing the last bits of bacon around.  Hank had let it slip in
conversation with Dad that we'd driven back and forth to Pasadena buck-assed
naked.  Dad wasn't too pleased.

"We had the Rover." I offered, quietly. "The windows are tinted so no body could
see."

"That's not the point.   What if something happened with the car?  What if you
had an accident?"  Dad shook his head.  "Sometimes I don't know about you two.
I think I give you too much freedom.   It leads to you both making some dumb-ass
decisions."

Hank and I blushed red at that.  We hated disappointing Dad.  Thankfully Hank
had omitted the part where I'd whacked off all over myself on the drive out.

"Does saying that we're both sorry help at all?" asked Hank, sheepishly.  I just
gave Dad my biggest puppy-dog look, hoping to win some favor.

"Cut the crap with the eyes, Cole." Dad smirked.  Damn.  Busted.  Was I that
transparent?

"We really are sorry, Dad." I said.

Just then Alex, as naked as we all were, came out to pick up the breakfast
plates and clear the table.  Dad fell silent as Alex gathered things, and both
Hank and I knew better than to do anything else but sit still, not wanting to
upset Dad any more than he was.  As Alex reached across the table for glasses,
Dad laid his hand gently on Alex's bronze, hard right butt check and stroked
Alex's ass.

"Thanks for breakfast, Alex.  It was delicious."

"Just doing my job, Chief."   And he wandered back off to the kitchen.  When
Alex re-appeared to finish gathering up the rest of the table stuff he returned
with a short stack of mail and handed it to Dad.

Dad flipped through the stack, tossing fliers and what I assumed were assorted
bills onto the table, then stopped at a cream colored envelope.  The paper was
thick and expensive-looking.  Dad turned it over, staring at it from both sides,
a confused look on his face.  He tore it open, extracted a letter, unfolded it
and started to read silently.  Suddenly, he sort of hissed "Jesus Christ!".

"What is it?" I asked.  Dad didn't answer.

"Is everything ok?" asked Hank, with genuine concern in his voice.

Dad remained silent for a bit, started either re-reading or continued to read
the letter, and never answered.  Hank and I just sat watching him.

"I can't fucking believe this." Dad finally said.

"What?" both Hank and I asked in unison.

Just then Alex came back outside once again while Manny, in work boots and his
straw cowboy hat and absolutely nothing else, came walking up the stairs from
the yard where he'd been messing around with some gardening.

"Bad news?" asked Alex.

Dad seemed stunned and it took him a minute to gather his thoughts.  There we
were, five bare-assed, bronzed, muscled, shaved guys - four of us hanging on
Dad's response.

Finally Dad looked at all of us.  "It's a letter from your Uncle."  he said to
Hank and me.

"Uncle?" Hank asked, looking at Dad, then me, then back at Dad.  "We have an
uncle?"

I was speechless.  As far as I knew we had no other family than each other.

Dad waited a minute, sighed deeply, then said "I wondered when this was gonna
happen."

Alex was standing behind Dad's chair and Manny was behind Hank's.  Both were
holding on to the metal frames of the chairs.  They looked at each other as if
to say,  "Let's mosey - this seems like family business" and they proceeded to
walk off the patio.

"Whoa.  Where are you two going?" Dad asked suddenly.  Both Alex and Manny froze
then turned to look at him.  "Seems like a family matter."  explained Alex,  "So
we're making ourselves scarce.  Give you all some privacy."

"It is a family matter."  answered Dad.  "And you're family.  Get your asses
back here and sit down."  Both guys did just as they were told, each taking a
chair at the table.  Manny removed his boots and hat so that he was as nude as
the rest of us, then settled back in his chair.

"You have a brother?" Hank piped up, suddenly.

"No.  Bo is your mother's brother."

"Bo?" I asked.  This was all so strange.

"Bo." Dad stated.  He sighed another deep one, then started in.  "Guys, what I'm
about to tell you will come as a surprise, but hear me through and I think
you'll understand why things happened the way that they did.  I'm gonna give you
the whole story.  Please hold any questions until I finish.  It's gonna be
difficult enough, but being interrupted will only make it harder."

No one said a word.  Hank and I exchanged a look that said everything, but
nothing at the same time.  I could tell Hank was just as freaked and confused by
what was happening, or about to, as I was.

"Bo was my college roommate.  As you both know," he gestured to me and Hank "I
was an only child.  My dad died when I was a baby.  He fell off a roof that he
was shingling and broke his neck."

Alex winced.  Manny just closed his eyes, but I watched his lips move in some
sort of blessing.

"My mother raised me and I managed to get into UCLA on a scholarship.  I was so
happy to leave Kansas, but it killed me to leave my mother.  In my second year
of college, she was killed by a hit and run driver."

This was all new to me.  We never talked about family history, ever, that I
could remember and while I'd seen pictures of my mother and grandparents, all I
knew was that they were all dead.

Dad continued.  "Bo and I became best friends right at the start."  Up to this
point he was pretty much spitting out the words, but once he got here he
softened and smiled a bit at the memory.  "Bo was one interesting guy.  Big,
blond - a real jock.  He taught me so much.  I started lifting because of him.
Wanted to be like him - muscled, smart.  He was so free with so much.  We lived
together in a dorm room the first year."  Dad smiled again, at the long ago
memory.  He looked up at the four of us, took a deep breath, then continued the
story.  "Bo was a nudist."

Hank and I looked at each other but didn't say a word.

"I was shocked at first, but Bo was so comfortable about being naked all the
time - and he was.  All the time.  It didn't matter.  Everybody just got
comfortable with it.  And, eventually, so did I."

"What do you mean, "so did I"? asked Hank, confused.  Even though Dad had said
not to ask questions, this one made sense.

"I became a nudist too."

Again, Hank and I shot each other looks of amazement.

"The second year Bo invited me to be his roommate in an off-campus apartment and
I jumped at the chance.  Then my mother died.  It was a total shock and I
thought I'd have to leave school, but it turned out that once everything was
settled I could still afford college and I had nothing to go back to anyway.
And by then Bo was letting me live with him for free."  Dad looked up at us
again, unsure how we were reacting to all of this, but what he shared next
shocked all of us.

"Bo was very free with a lot of things and without sharing the actual details,
we became lovers."

Time stopped.  No one said a word.  Nothing moved.  Even the leaves stayed put,
I swear.

"Bo's family was really cool about the whole thing and they welcomed me into
their circle, especially after my mother passed.  They stopped me from being
alone.  I spent every school break with them in Santa Barbara.  And there was
Clare."

"Mom"? asked Hank.

"Yes." Dad answered.  "I know we haven't talked a lot about her, but she and Bo
could have been twins although she was three years younger than him.  She was
the female version of him.  He was the male version of her.  During the summer
of my 2nd and 3rd years of school Bo went to Spain on a school program and I
spent the summer with his family in Santa Barbara.  Clare and I spent all summer
together and one night in August one thing lead to another and, well, nine
months later you were born." Dad looked toward Hank.  He took a minute, then
huffed, "Bo was not too happy when he came home to find that I was married to
his pregnant sister.  We never talked about it, but it was clear that he never
forgave me for it, either.  You're named for him."

"I am?" Hank asked, surprised.

"Bo's full name is Hank Robert but they always called him Bo.  One thing that
did happen was that once you were born he went nuts about you.  You were his
whole life.  Do you remember him at all?"

Hank sat quietly for a bit, then just nodded his head yes but never said a word.
I was speechless at all of this.

"Your grandfather wasn't too thrilled about how it all played out and really
changed toward me after that.  Your grandmother was crazy about you, tho."

"I remember her, too." responded Hank quietly.

"While your mother was pregnant with Hank they found a problem and your birth
was very difficult.  Her doctor told her she couldn't have any more children.
Not that she couldn't, but shouldn't because it could be very dangerous for her.
Three years later, when she got pregnant again she kept it quiet until it was
too late to do anything about it.  She wanted another baby so badly.  Nothing
was going to keep her from it."

Again, Dad fell silent and we all waited for whatever it was he was going to say
next.

"If your grandfather didn't like me before, he hated me once your mother was
pregnant with Cole.  He blamed me for it all, and when she died giving birth it
sealed it all for him.  He wanted nothing to do with Cole or me.  When your
grandmother died suddenly before Cole was one, everything fell apart.  Bo moved
back to Spain and your grandfather cut off all communication with us until the
day that he died.  Other than receiving word that he'd passed and that he'd left
nothing to any of us, I haven't heard from them in years."

Nobody knew what to say.  We all just sat there, waiting.

"And now he's found me and wants to see me.  To see us." Dad explained.

"Wow." said Alex.  "This is all pretty heavy.  Are you going to see him?"

"I don't know."  answered Dad.  "What to you guys think?"

After a lot of back and forth we all decided that it was ultimately up to Dad,
but Hank and I were curious to see this Uncle Bo - me for the first time.  I
liked that Alex and Manny weighed in with their opinions and that everyone
considered their points of view.  It underscored how much of a family we'd
become.


Hank and I spent the afternoon swimming and lounging by the pool, knowing that
we didn't have too many of these afternoons left once school started the week
after next.  It got very hot, and we moved a couple of loungers beneath the
shade trees, reclined them fully and push them together so that we could lay
next to each other and make out.  At first it was quick little kisses - maybe
landing on a shoulder, or a cheek - the lips.  Quick little pecks, just telling
your brother how much you love him.  But once our cocks started to lengthen and
thicken, the kisses lingered and more and more they landed square on the others
lips.  Then our tongues made they way into each other's mouths.  Soon, those
hard cocks were rampant fuck sticks, dripping syrup and begging for attention,
so Hank flipped around and we started a very slow 69, both of us lapping at each
other's dicks, licking off the nectar that we both were bringing up.  Hank's
lips were slick with my goo, as were mine with his, and we'd periodically ease
up off our brother's rigid meat, meet in the middle and mack a bit, sharing each
other's honey.  Neither of us wanted to blow.  It was about the act of sucking
your brother's cock or tonguing his balls to show how much you loved him and how
nothing was ever going to break us apart.

"Fucking incredibly beautiful."

We both stopped what we were doing and looked up to see Dad standing above us,
slowly teasing his huge wang, slick with his own juice because of watching his
sons love each other.

"Keep going boys.  Don't stop."

Hank and I followed instructions, each of us sucking back in the other's pulsing
man meat.  Hank's fingers started teasing my hole and I knew that I wasn't going
to last long if he kept it up.

"Whoa." I moaned, pulling my dick from Hank's mouth, saliva and cock juice
roiling off Hank's lips as I did.  "Don't want to blow just yet, bro."

Hank whimpered a bit, like a puppy whose chew toy had been taken from him.  Then
Dad leaned forward, placing his hot meat rod against Hank's lips.

"Here you go, baby.  Suck on Daddy's cock for awhile."

Hank looked up at Dad, opened his mouth, and proceeded to deep throat Dad's
whole fucking pole, all while I kept snacking along on Hank's meat.

"That's right." Dad encouraged.  "Eat my dick, Hank.  I love watching you two
love each other.  And it's better when I'm part of it."  Hank moaned in
agreement.

"Shit!" yelled Dad, then blew his wad into Hank's mouth, thrusting his hips into
Hank's face, forcing his cock further into his oldest son's head, filling him
with cum.  When Dad finished, he pulled his cock from Hank's mouth.  Hank sat
up, pulled me off his own cock, then started to make out with me, sharing Dad's
fresh, hot load.  When we broke our slimy, cummy kiss, Dad bent down and kissed
each of us equally hard, forcing his tongue into our mouths to get a taste of
his own juice from inside each of his boy's mouths.  Hank and I laid back down,
looking up at Dad's deflating sausage, with the string of left over jizz hanging
from the pee hole.  Dad swiped it up and licked his finger clean.

"I've decided I'm gonna have Bo come here.  You two should know your Uncle." He
said, then turned and walked back toward the house, his hard, muscled back, ass
and legs shiny with a thin layer of sweat from the incestuous sex we'd just had.


A bit later at the dinner table Dad announced to me, Hank, Alex and Manny that
Bo was stopping by late tomorrow afternoon and that he'd prefer that we all be
here when it happened.  I got the feeling that Dad wasn't too sure about the
whole thing and needed the moral support.  Actually, I think we all got the
message because we all agreed that whatever Dad needed of any of us he could
count on it.  It was clear from his expression that he appreciated all the
support.

Later still Hank and I were in the tv room watching a James Bond movie, laying
spooned against each other, Hank behind me with me pressed up against him.  His
left arm lay underneath me, his right arm curled around my front with his hand
idly rubbing my pube beard or playing with my balls or slowly teasing my cock,
which kept pumping up or deflating, depending on it's mood.  Hanks dick, which
also kept rising and falling, was nestled in my smooth ass crack, and his right
leg was draped over my left.  I had my right hand on his right arm as he
absently manipulated me and occasionally I'd lightly kiss his arm beneath me, or
him my hair, neck or shoulder.  It was all very easy and we were both caught up
in the movie.

"What do you think he's gonna be like?" Hank whispered in my ear.

"No idea." I replied over my shoulder.  "But Dad's freakin'."

"Yea, he is.  Just gotta be there for him."

We went back to watching the movie and before long Hank's hand stopped playing
with my guy gear, then I heard the light snoring that meant Hank was out.  Once
my big bro feel asleep, he tended to stay the way no matter what.  The movie
ended and I extracted myself from my slumbering, naked stud brother, left him on
the couch and went looking for Dad, Alex and Manny.  I couldn't find anyone
anywhere in the house.  It was a bit odd.

It occurred to me that they might be at Manny's place so I decided to walk down
to the stable to see.  When I opened the door to the patio I was surprised to
find that it was raining outside, a nice steady fall and it being late summer it
was a warm rain.  Walking through it bare-assed was fun - sexy.  As I neared the
stable, I saw Manny's place lit up and I knew at least he was home.  I went
around the back and started up the stairs.  The back of Manny's place was a
series of French doors, like the main house, that all opened out onto a good-
sized deck.  All the doors were open to the rain, and as I climbed the stairs
familiar sex sounds came through the steady hiss of the falling rain.

"Fuck my ass, Alex.  Fuck it!" I heard Dad moan.

"Fucking tight hole, Boss.  Take my cock." I heard Alex growl in response.

"Eat my dick, Chief.  Lick it good."  moaned Manny, suddenly.

As I moved toward the open doors, there they were on the living room floor.
Alex was buried deep in my Dad's ass, his shaved cock and balls pistoning in any
out of my father's hole.  Manny lay opposite my Dad's prone body and he and Dad
were hard at work on a world-class sixty-nine.  Alex would sometimes move
forward and lick at his brother's hairless asshole while my Dad deep-throated
Manny's shaved dick, slick with my Dad's saliva and Manny's own fuck juice.
While Manny was returning the favor, swallowing my Dad's slick prong right down
to his pubic bone, he'd also pop it from his mouth, push forward and swab Alex's
ball sac, leaving his little bro's nuts slick with his own mixture of saliva and
Dad's goo.  It was an amazing site and I stood there in the rain, my own prick
as hard as steel, watching this amazing three stud fuck machine in action.  They
kept at it until everyone unloaded in each other, then fell into a pile, - slimy
cum, spit and sweat all over them.

"Shit!" exhaled Dad.  "That was fucking wild!"

"You are one hot fuck, Boss." Manny sighed.

"Agreed!" added Alex, running his hands up and down Dad's sweaty back and ass.

Suddenly, Dad flipped a bit and had the guys on either side of him.  When he did
that, Manny flipped himself, and scooted up next to Dad so that my father was
book ended by these two hot Argentine brother lovers.  Dad snaked his arms
around both guys, turned and kissed each of them hard on their mouths.

"I love you guys.  You know that, right?"  There was something in Dad's voice, a
vulnerability that caught me.  I wasn't jealous - quite the opposite.  I stopped
jacking and stood there, the rain cascading down over my total nudity, washing
me.  I waited to hear what the guys were going to say, if anything, and I found
that I was really hoping for something in particular.  And then it came.

"Yeah, we know." stated Alex.

"And you know that we both love you, right?" asked Manny.  "I know I can speak
for both of us.  We love you, Hank and Cole very, very much."

"Yes, we do." stated Alex.  "You're all everything to us."

I thought my heart would explode right then.  I wanted to rush in and join them
in this pile of naked, sexy male love, but I knew that this was between them,
and them alone.

What happened next totally surprised me.  A quick sob caught in Dad's throat.
Both Alex and Manny leaned in, hugging him closer.

"Geez.  Sorry about that guys.  All this Bo shit seems to have brought up a lot
I've kept aside for a long time." Dad offered as an explanation.

Both Alex and Manny leaned in and gave Dad lingering kisses on his mouth, then
did the same with each other.  After a bit Manny suggested they all head out to
deck and wash off the sex from their bodies.  As they got up, I moved back
toward the stairs and into the shadows.  Even though I was watching, this was a
private moment and I wasn't going to spoil it for them.

"Don't mean to sound mushy you two, but I just want to tell you both something."
Dad said as they walked out onto the deck and into the rain.  "As far as I'm
concerned, I have four sons now.  Four beautiful sons and I'm lucky enough that
they all love each other and aren't ashamed to show it."

Manny laughed.  "Appreciate it, Boss.  But I don't know how happy Cole or Hank
would be to hear you say that."

My first reaction was to speak up and correct Manny.  I couldn't be happier that
Dad felt that way, cuz I certainly did and I suspected Hank did too.  I loved
both Alex and Manny just liked I loved Hank.  And the fact that I could be naked
with them all the time and fuck around with them so openly only sweetened the
deal.

"Oh, I think they'd agree.  As a matter of fact, I know they would." Dad said,
and again all three kissed each other.

"You're more of a father to me than I've ever had - even our biological one."
declared Alex.

"Alex is right, Jake.  I feel the same way."  It was a total surprise to me to
hear Manny call Dad by his real name.

"We're very lucky, Jake.  Dad." said Alex, looking at my father a bit unsure as
to how he would respond.  Dad just beamed in return.

"Dad." added Manny.   And again, they all kissed.

"Let's keep this between us for the time being." requested Dad.  "Hank and Cole
have had enough for one day with the Bo thing.  I don't want to freak them out
any more."

"Sure, Boss. Whatever you say." offered Manny.

I couldn't take it anymore.  "Fuck that!" I said, stepping from the shadows.
Dad, Alex and Manny all jumped in total surprise at my appearance, not to
mention my walking towards them.  From the looks on their collective handsome
mugs, they were all unsure what I meant by my outburst.

"I, for one, couldn't be happier to have you two as my brothers.  Lucky me.  Now
I have three."

"And so do I."  Now it was my turn to jump in surprise as Hank came out of the
shadows behind me.  The rain had masked the sound of him coming up on me and I
realized in that second that he'd heard the whole thing too.

"This is one thing not to worry about."  Hank said, joining the nude family
circle.  "I'm just happy it's finally official, bros."  He leaned in and kissed
Manny, Alex and me squarely on our mouths.  I did the same.

Dad just kept beaming.  As now did his four sons.




The next morning I came down to breakfast to find my three brothers, Hank, Alex
and Manny, talking in the kitchen.  Dad was the subject, and all of them were
concerned.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Dad." answered Hank.  "He's real antsy.  Won't say anything, but we all know
it's because of Bo."

"Where is he?"

"Out on the patio." said Manny, waving toward the closed glass door.  Beyond, I
could see my muscled, naked Dad crouched down, his back to us, digging in a
planter's soil.  "Been keeping himself busy all morning with some gardening.
Totally unnecessary, but I needed to give him something to do."

"When's Bo expected to show?" I asked the others.

"I think around 3 o'clock."  said Alex.

"Quite a ways."  I whistled.  "What are we gonna do?"

"That's what we were just talking about." answered Alex.  "Any ideas?"

"I think we should just let him be.  If he needs distraction, he'll ask for it.
You know Dad."  offered Hank.

"You're probably right." I said, crossing the kitchen and pouring myself a cup
of coffee, then returned to the table where the other three sat.  As I moved to
my chair, I ran my hand across Alex's muscled, tight shoulders.  He turned at my
touch and smiled as my hand made its way across his wide back.  He reached over
and grabbed my soft cock, squeezing it lightly as I sat in the chair.

"Now that he's busy for the time being and we're alone, we've got a question for
you two." Manny said quietly, looking at Hank and me.  "Are you two really ok
with the conversation that happened last night, or was that just for his
benefit?"  Manny gestured with his head toward Dad.

"What do you mean?" asked Hank evenly.

"The whole Dad/brother thing.  Neither Alex or I want to cause any trouble.  We
both meant everything we said.  Without getting too mushy, we do love both you
guys and feel like we are brothers with you both.  But we don't want to stir up
anything."

"The only thing either of you are ever gonna stir up is my cock." I smiled, then
looked at Hank.  "What'd ya say, bro?  Open to expanding the family?"

"Thought it already was." declared Hank, looking straight at Manny and Alex.
"Also meant everything I said last night."  He leaned over and kissed Manny,
then Alex square on their mouths.

"Thanks." replied Alex. There was a few seconds of brief silence, then he said
"I feel like we should be doing something to celebrate."

"We could brother fuck to seal the deal?" I suggested.  The other three laughed
out loud.

"Didn't realize you were getting a whack-job for a little brother, did you guys?
It's not too late to re-consider." chuckled Hank to Alex and Manny.

"At this point, the whack job is the least of it."  teased Manny.

"Maybe later on the bro-pile, Cole-sore." said Hank.  "Right now, it's about
Dad."

The rest of the day was spent keeping Dad busy.  He mainly helped Manny with
planting and small repairs around the yard, then he helped Alex put together
lunch.  No body said anything to him about Bo's pending arrival, but it was
clear that Dad knew what we were doing and we knew he was grateful to the four
of us for looking out for him like we did.

Finally, as we sat to eat Dad brought it up.  "Bo will be here soon."

"How you feeling?" I asked.

"A bit nervous, as you can tell.  I appreciate what you've all been doing today.
It has helped keep my mind off it a bit."

"Anything special you want us to do when he gets here?" asked Hank.

"Well, I would like to see him alone first, if you don't mind." Dad said to Hank
and me.  "Alex, Manny, I'd prefer that you both stick around, but Hank and Cole
give me a bit to feel him out as to why he's here first.  Hope you don't mind?"

"Whatever you want, Dad." answered Hank.

"Agree." I chimed in.

"Should we be dressed?" asked Manny, looking at Dad.

"Totally up to you all. Whatever you're comfortable with.  I'm not gonna be.
Certainly not making any concessions for someone I haven't spoken to in almost
twenty years."

We lapsed back into normal table conversation, our naked bodies shielded from
the afternoon sun beneath the wide umbrella that covered the outside table where
we sat.

Close to three, Alex came to the back patio in a hurry.  "He's here.  He just
buzzed the gate and is coming up the drive."

Hank and I rose up and followed Alex into the house, both of us looking back at
Dad.

"You ok?" asked Manny, removing his straw hat and wiping his sweaty brow with
the back of a cotton glove he had on his right hand as protection while he was
trimming one of the small box hedges that lined the stone stairs from the patio
to the lawn.

"Don't worry about me." answered Dad, looking up from where he was turning soil
around a small hydrangea bush that he and Manny had planted earlier in the day.

As me and Hank followed Alex into the house, he took us aside when he knew that
Dad couldn't hear him.  "Go into the reading room off the patio.  I've opened
the windows, but closed the shutters.  You'll have to keep very quiet, but
you'll be able to hear and see everything without them knowing that you're
there."  We following instructions and stood there watching the scene.

After a few minutes Alex re-appeared on the patio but was now in loose linen
pants and a navy t-shirt.  He was still bare-foot.  Following him was our Uncle
Bo.

I didn't hear what Alex said to Dad that caused Dad to turn around while
standing up, his naked, muscled body slightly shiny with sweat.  Manny stayed in
the yard, but turned to look at Bo.  In that instance I noticed Manny and Alex's
expressions - both a look of shock.  What stopped my hearing Alex was Hank.

"Jesus Christ!" he whispered with such violence I thought for sure they'd heard
him outside.  I elbowed Hank in the ribs to shut up.

"Jake!  Well I'll be damned!" yelled Bo upon seeing Dad.

"Bo." was all that Dad returned.  Even and cool.

"Look at you!  Bare-assed, tanned and a pile of muscle!" Bo laughed.  He crossed
over to Dad and at first I thought they'd hug, but Dad made no move toward Bo.
So, instead, Bo thrust his right hand forward and Dad accepted the handshake.

"Christ it's been a long time!" Bo practically yelled again.

"That is has, Bo."  A second or two of silence passed, as each man sized the
other on up.  Bo had on khaki shorts, a white polo and suede driving shoes.  He
appeared to be in good shape, but I couldn't really tell because of the shutters
we were peeking from behind.  When I turned to look at Hank, he was staring at
Bo with his mouth wide open.

"Care for something to drink?  Ice tea?  Soda?  Beer?"

"A beer would be great, thanks."

"Alex, please get Mr. Porter a beer." instructed Dad.  Both he and Bo looked
toward Alex, who had continued to stand exactly where he was, not having moved a
muscle, with the same shocked expression on his face.

"Mr. Porter?" said Bo to Dad.  "Pretty formal.  Looks like you got yourself a
pretty sweet set up here, Jake.  But don't they mind that you and the other
gardener work bare-assed, or that you order the inside staff around?"

"What?" asked Dad, surprised by Bo's comment.

"Whoever you work for here.  They must be pretty liberal."

Dad was stunned into silence for a short while, then it sunk in.  He started to
laugh.

"Bo, you fuckhead.  This is my place."

"What?" asked Bo, incredulously.

"I own all of this, Bo.  It's mine."

"Well I'll be damned." said Bo, accepting a bottle of beer from the tray that
Alex returned with.  Dad took one and Alex offered Manny one as well, which he
accepted.  Bo offered up a toast to Dad and they clinked bottles, then plugged
on the brew.

"This is Alex and his brother Manny." explained Dad to Bo.  "They live here."

Bo looked at Dad, unsure what he meant by that.  "What about Hank and Cole?"
asked Bo.

"They're here, too.  They'll be along."

"And they don't mind the nude thing?" asked Bo.

Manny laughed suddenly.  Bo looked at him, but didn't say anything.

"Mind it?  It was their idea.  We're all nude here, Bo.  So is Alex, all the
time too.  But he's the sensible one of the family when it comes to things like
this."

"Family?" asked Bo.

"Yes.  The five of us.  I've picked up a couple of other sons along the way."

"Oh." answered Bo.  It was clear he didn't know what to say, so said nothing.

"Why are you here, Bo?" asked Dad suddenly, looking directly at his brother-in-
law.  "It's been a hell of a long time and out of the blue you're here."

Bo looked down for a minute then looked up at Dad.  "I know this comes as a
surprise, Jake.  We've got a lot of history but to be honest, the past is the
past.  I'm not proud of the things that happened or the way I chose to act but
it is what it is.  Can't change it, can only move forward.  I wanted to know how
you were.  Wanted to know how Hank and Cole were. Look at this place!  Look at
you!  Seems your doing just fine, and that's good to know.  Was hoping we might
have the chance to reconnect.  I know I'm taking a gamble here. Jake, and if you
throw me out on my ass right now I completely understand.  But I hope you give
it a chance."

Dad remained silent, processing Bo's words.  Alex and Manny stood rooted here
they were.  Hank, standing behind me, leaned forward and wrapped his arms around
my shoulders and chest and instinctively my hands went up to his forearms,
crossed as they were in front of me.  Hank leaned in and kissed me lightly on
the shoulder.  While it was only seconds, the time lapse seemed to go on and on.
Then Dad spoke.

"Get Hank and Cole, would you Alex? And feel free to lose the uniform if you
prefer." He smiled at Alex.

Alex turned and raced down the hall to get us.  Some how, while running, he
managed to get out of his clothes so that when he reached us, he was back to his
nude self.  He was running so fast that his shaved, tanned cock and balls were
slapping against his thighs as he ran.  When he entered the room Alex looked
directly at Hank, who had remained silent and wide-eyed the whole time.

"Do you fucking believe it!" whispered Alex to Hank.

"Fucking incredible!" replied Hank.

"What the fuck is wrong with you two?" I asked.

They both looked at me.

"Are you serious, Cole?" asked Alex

When I didn't answer they looked at each other then back at me.

"Dude, you really don't see it?" asked Hank

"See what?" I answered.

"Uncle Bo.  Baby bro, you're the spitting image of him.  He's you in 20 years!"

"What?"

"It's true, Cole." said Alex.  "You're practically twins."

I looked back through the shutter, this time taking a hard look at Uncle Bo.
And while I did think he was an incredibly handsome man with what looked like a
great body, I didn't see any resemblance.   They're all nuts, I thought to
myself.   I'm way hotter than he is.