Date: Tue, 5 Nov 2002 06:24:26 EST
From: CobbleHillGuy@aol.com
Subject: Crossing the Line chapter 5

Crossing the Line: Chapter Five
By CobbleHillGuy

(This story is a work of erotic fiction that contains scenes of consensual 
incestuous sex. If you're under the age of consent, if this sort of material 
is illegal in your community, or if you are offended by dirty talk, don't 
read past the end of this sentence. This text and all characters contained 
within are Copyright 2002 CobbleHillGuy and may not be reproduced or 
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Previously in Crossing the Line: After Dan Russell caught his 17-year old 
son, Josh, masturbating, the two of them got on the sexual fast track. In a 
matter of days they jerked off together, Josh blew his Dad, licked his feet, 
sucked his asshole, and finally, in the heat of passion, fucked his virgin 
father. Aside from Dan's brief j/o session with neighbor Billy O'Reilly, he 
and Josh have limited their sexual fun to each other. Now, Dan's oldest boy, 
20-year-old Ryan, has returned--ahead of schedule--for a visit from college, 
just as the rest of his family was about to strip down for some naked fun...

*   *   *

"Surprise!"

Dan Russell spun back around to find his son Ryan standing at the foot of the 
stairs. He was visiting from college and apparently had come home early--more 
than a day early.

Ryan looked at his father, who was wearing nothing more than a pair of gray 
boxer-briefs, then over to his younger brother, bare-chested and wearing 
khaki pants, with the button undone and his fly unzipped. A flurry of dark 
blond pubic hair sprouted from above the material. Ryan's eyes were intense 
and curious as he flashed Dan a suspicious smile. "So what's goin' on around 
here? You guys starting up a nudist colony?!?"

Dan and Josh were speechless.

"Guess I just moved out of one dorm and into another! What's up, don't I get 
a hug?!" Ryan approached his father with open arms. He was dressed in a pair 
of jeans and an old white tee shirt, and like the rest of the family, he was 
barefoot. His dark hair was wet...freshly washed, it seemed. And he was in the 
midst of growing a goatee.

"Ryan!" Dan stepped into his older son's embrace, and as he did, he looked 
over Ryan's shoulder to find Josh frantically zipping his pants closed and 
pulling his polo shirt back over his head. 

They disconnected and Ryan turned toward Josh. "Aw, look, the squirt is all 
shy now. C'mere, you big sissy!" Before Josh knew what was happening, he was 
pulled into a tight bear hug. Ryan patted him on the back a couple of times 
then let the boy go, but not before whispering in his ear. "Nice bush!"

Dan picked up his ever-handy robe from the couch and was sliding it on as he 
asked, "This IS a surprise. When did you get in?"

"A couple of hours ago. I was planning on just walking in on you two, but 
when I got home, nobody was around. So I hung out, watched some TV...relaxed a 
bit...then I called your cell and fucked with your head."

"Cool!" There was nothing Josh liked more than a good scheme. Aside from sex, 
of course.

"Took a shower, too, I see," Dan said.

Ryan glanced at the sofa, then back at his father. "Yeah...I needed it. I was a 
little grungy." He ran a hand through his wet hair. "So what're you guys up 
to? Looks like you two were about to go bare-assed."

"Heh--funny, Ry." Dan's heart raced at the notion of how true his son's 
remark actually was. "We were just changing out of our formals. You know how 
they are at King's. No shorts or sneakers allowed past their high class 
doors."

"Yeah, I remember." Ryan stepped out of the way, so his dad and brother could 
get up the stairs. "Why don't you guys get out of those clothes, and then we 
can all have a beer and catch up. Except YOU, Squirt--you get Kool-Aid. If 
you're a good little boy, I'll let you drink it out of a sippy cup."

"Keep it up, bro--you'll NEED to drink out of a sippy cup."

"Boys, are we getting back to basics again?" Dan said in a strong voice. "As 
of right now, I want the bickering to stop. I know you too like each other...in 
your way...so will you please just TRY to get along? Think of my blood 
pressure, willya?"

Ryan threw an arm around Josh, pulling him tight against his body. Josh acted 
annoyed, but the stirring in the kid's pants gave Dan a different 
perspective. "Oh, we're just playing Dad...giving each other shit. Ain't that 
right, J.?"

"Yeah, Dad. I don't REALLY hate this idiot."

Ryan ruffled the hair on Josh's head and let him go, and Josh shoved his 
hands in his pockets, trying to keep his erection down. Damn, his brother was 
hot. It was like Josh was looking at him for the first time. Ryan's muscular 
chest and hairy arms, his hazel eyes, his big feet, the smell of his skin...all 
these elements were doing a number on Josh's crotch. He reminded himself that 
his brother wasn't a part of the deal--Dad had made that clear. And besides, 
Ryan was straight. Totally, no mistake about it, lady-fuckin' straight. 
Still, their Dad was straight until a few days ago. So was Mr. O'Reilly. 
Anything could happen...

"Josh?"

"Oh--huh?" Josh snapped out of his brother-lust, to find Dan gesturing up the 
stairs. 

"Why don't you go get changed. I want to talk to Ryan for a minute, alone."

"Sure, Pop!" He wanted to beat off anyway, and he could do it while the two 
of them were downstairs. "Have fun without me!" He rushed upstairs, angling 
his body to the wall, in an effort to hide his hardon. Seconds later, he was 
naked on his bed--with the door closed--and masturbating.

*   *   *

"Was I ever that obnoxious?" Ryan said, as he wandered into the kitchen.

"Ever? You mean you've changed? I didn't get the memo." Dan followed close 
behind, and unable to help himself, he checked out Ryan's firm ass in his 
tightly packed jeans.

After pulling two bottles of beer out of the refrigerator, Ryan sat down at 
the kitchen table, where Dan joined him. They sat facing each other, and Dan 
recalled the pleasure he was treated to the last time he sat across from one 
of his sons. 

"So are you happy to see me, Dad?"

"Sure I am! What kind of a question is that?"

Ryan ran a hand through his damp hair. "I dunno...I just got the feeling that I 
was interrupting something."

Dan's heart skipped a beat. "No...no, don't be silly. I'm glad you're here, 
and it was a nice surprise. Plus, you saved me a trip to the airport!" He 
winked at Ryan. Under the table, Ryan stretched out his legs and for a 
second, his foot brushed against his father's. Dan had another flashback to 
earlier that evening, and he quickly pulled his own foot back.

"Sorry," Ryan said, taking a sip of beer.

"You know, speaking of having strange feelings, I picked up a weird vibe when 
we spoke on the phone. Was it just your surprise homecoming you were hiding, 
or is there something else you wanna talk about? Something to do with your 
visit lasting longer than two weeks, maybe?"

Ryan looked down at the tabletop, and he fidgeted with the label on his 
bottle. "Yeah...yeah," he said in a low voice. "There IS something else. I 
guess I'd better tell you now, before I lose my nerve." 

"You're not flunking out, are you?"

"Heh...no...that's not it."

"Okay, then," Dan leaned in, "Talk to me."

"Yeah...just don't get upset, okay? Promise me."

"I promise, Ry. What's on your mind?" Could it be that his oldest son was 
gay, too? Was he about to come out of the closet? What was this week coming 
to? 

*   *   *   

Josh was on the phone, talking to his buddy Mitch Peterson. It had taken him 
only a couple of minutes to shoot his load, and as soon as he was done, he'd 
dialed up his pal. 

"So like, he just let himself IN? Just like that? He's lucky you didn't call 
the cops when you saw the lights on." Mitch said. 

"Heh--that woulda been funny! Yeah. We came home and there he was." Before 
Josh could help himself, he added, "My dad wasn't even dressed!"

"Wha? Your old man was naked? Fuckin' gross!"

Playing with himself as he spoke, Josh went on. "No, asshole, he wasn't 
naked. He was wearing underwear. Boxer briefs. And shutup about my Dad. He's 
in good shape! I know he could kick your ass!"

"I know he could LICK my ass."

Josh's dick immediately began to twitch. He glanced at the door. It was still 
closed, and no doubt Ryan would be downstairs for a while with Dad. Fuck it. 
Josh grabbed himself and started jerking off again, while he spoke to Mitch. 
"I guess it would be a change from you licking it yourself, you fuckin' 
horndog!"

"You got that right," Mitch said with enthusiasm. "I'm always lookin' to 
gets me some!" 

"Two of kind, huh?"

"Yeps! Like how many times didja beat off today?"

"I dunno...a few." Josh thought about all he'd done with Dan. "A lot." He 
stroked him cock up and down, wondering if Mitch was naked, too. Or playing 
with himself. Or both. "What about you?"

"Ah, just once, after I woke up. My mother was up my ass all day. After I got 
back home from hangin' out with you, she was all, `do this' and `do that.' 
She finally went out, though, with that freak she's been dating, so I've got 
the place to myself for the night. I'd invite you over, but I got some porno 
to watch!"

Josh considered suggesting that they watch it together, but aside from the 
fact that he couldn't bail on Ryan's first night home, he knew Mitch would 
pitch a fit at the thought of whacking off together. Of course, if he didn't 
KNOW they were whacking off together, no harm done. Josh pumped his hips 
forward, sliding his dick through his tight fist. "Let's get together 
tomorrow and go to a movie or something."

"Yeah, sounds good. How `bout I--"

"Whoa! Hold on!" From downstairs, Josh could hear Dan and Ryan's voices 
raising to be heard above each other. 

"But, DAD, I--"

"You are NOT--"

"It was an experiment--"

"An EXPERIMENT?!?"

Josh spoke quickly into the phone. "Holy shit, they're yelling down there! 
I've gotta go see what's up!" He couldn't hear the whole thing, and had no 
idea what he'd be walking into.

"Okay! What time tomorrow do ya--?" Mitch was talking to dead air, as Josh had 
already slammed the phone down, jumped into a pair of thin gym shorts, and 
was rushing downstairs. Despite the sudden distraction, his dick was still 
very, very hard.

*   *   *

As he cautiously entered the kitchen, Josh found his father rubbing his eyes 
and shaking his head. "I don't know...I just don't understand this," Dan said.

Ryan was standing, facing the table and his dad on the other side. His cheeks 
were flush and his eyes wide. "Please, just don't be pissed. It's my 
life...this is my choice."

There was a long silence in the room, lasting close to a minute. "Okay...okay. 
You're right. It IS your life," Dan seemed to have calmed down quite bit. "I 
guess I should thank you for telling me to my face."

Visibly relaxing, Ryan walked over to hug Dan. "Whew...you don't know how 
relieved I am, now that I finally told you."

Josh couldn't believe what he was hearing. Ryan was gay! Holy shit, now 
there'd be no end of fun in their house. He couldn't wait to get him naked 
and--

"Hey, Dad, we've got company. AND we've got COMPANY! Nice of you to bring 
your friend along, bro!" Ryan said mischievously. Josh saw that he was 
looking directly at him.

"JOSH! What the hell?!?" Dan said, as he stood and faced his younger boy.

"Huh? What'd I do?!?" That's when Josh realized that Ryan wasn't looking at 
him...he was looking--no, LEERING--at his barely contained erection. It was 
actually sticking out of the left leg of his tented shorts, the head of his 
cock connected to his thigh by a thin strand of pre-cum. "Aw, jeez."

"My how you've GROWN, little brother!"

Josh put his hands in front of his obscene bulge and leaned against the 
doorframe. "I was just...I heard you arguing and...aw, shit."

Dan stepped forward, about to deal Josh a stern lecture. He was especially on 
edge after hearing Ryan's news, and he was in no mood to have to reign in his 
sexed up teen. "Josh--come on, now, go back upstai--"

"No, Dad," Ryan said, stepping between his father and kid brother. "It's 
cool. The kid was just caught unawares, is all."

Josh looked at Ryan, slightly bewildered. This was not the kind of attitude 
he'd expect from his conservative brother. "Yeah...I...yeah." He sighed, still 
covering his boner, although the palm of his hand was pressing against it and 
just served to excite him more. "I just heard you two fighting and stopped 
what I was...uh...doing...to see what was going on."

Dan made a sweeping gesture toward Ryan. "Well, son, allow me to break the 
news to you. Your brother has just announced that he's dropping--no, better 
make that DROPPED--out of college. He's here stay." That was said without a 
smile, but also, to Ryan's relief without TOO much anger or disappointment.

"Really? Dude, you QUIT?!" In his surprise, he took his hands from his tented 
shorts and ran them through his hair, exposing himself yet again. Dan looked 
down, was about to mention it, and then thought differently. Ryan obviously 
wasn't too bothered--he had enough on his mind.

"Yeah...I quit," Ryan said, as he once again took a seat at the table. Josh 
followed and pulled up a chair between his brother and dad. "So much for 
having a doctor in the family, huh?"

"So what're you gonna do, dude? Ya know, like for WORK?"

Ryan grinned at his father. "I think that's Dad's concern, too. I dunno, 
Squirt. Right now I'm thinking about joining the Police Academy...maybe 
becoming a cop."

"Whoa!"

"I'll second that, son. Whoa!" Dan was actually smiling at Ryan from across 
the table. "A cop...just like Dad." Dan's father, Roy was a retired police 
officer, and had always been slightly disappointed that neither of his two 
sons had followed his career path. Having a grandson on the job would mean a 
lot to him. "And here I thought you'd end up working at 7-11. That's GREAT! 
Gramps will be proud."
 
"I know, Dad. I'll give him a call tomorrow...talk about it."

"He'll be thrilled, Ry. Really excited." 

Suddenly, Ryan turned toward Josh. "Yep. You'd know all about EXCITEMENT, 
wouldn't you, J.?" He was smiling good-naturedly, and his sexy mouth made 
Josh's cock throb even as he blushed. "Look, I'm sorry I...WE...interrupted 
your fun, but you shouldn't be embarrassed, man. Nobody here but us 
Russells." Ryan shot his father a mischievous look. Dan could never tell what 
Ryan was thinking behind those bright eyes of his. "Why don't you go upstairs 
and pick up where you left off."

"Huh?"

Ryan made a jerking off motion with his hand. "You know...take care of 
business. When ya gotta go, ya gotta go. I lived in a dorm, remember? Three 
guys, one room...you get over the shyness real fast."

"Maybe I should leave you boys alone to discuss the finer things in life. I 
need to get dressed, anyway." Dan was about to stand, but Ryan kept talking.

"No, it's cool, Dad. You can stay. And who cares if you're dressed or not. 
Josh doesn't mind, do you, Josh? It's just guy talk."

Josh gently groped himself under the table. He liked where this was going. 
"No, Dad--stick around, it's okay."

"You sure, kiddo?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Hey, Ry, grab me another beer."

As Ryan went to the refrigerator, Dan looked at Josh and shook his head, 
"No." Josh looked like he had five winning numbers on a six-number lottery. 
He was just waiting for that million-dollar ball to roll out. 

"Come on!" Josh mouthed back.

Dan peeked at Ryan's tight buttcheeks as he bent over to get a bottle of 
Miller out of the fridge. Maybe...just maybe. "Go SLOW," he silently mouthed to 
his teenage son.

Ryan returned to the table, and Josh leaned forward. "So do you guys just 
jerk off together whenever you feel like it?!"

Holding the palm of his hand up toward his brother, Ryan said, "Easy there, 
Squirt! I never said anything about doing it TOGETHER! Dude, that's a little 
gay, if you ask me."

Josh did his best to conceal his disappointment. "But you said--"

"What I SAID was that we got over our shyness."

"Meaning what, exactly?" Gay or not, this little story was turning Dan on.

"Jeez, Dad--meaning that we got used to being naked in front of each other. 
Meaning that we got used whackin' off when the other guys were in the room. 
In front of each other. Not TOGETHER, all side by side. Jesus!"

"I don't believe it! I mean we shared a room for a while, at the old house. I 
never even saw you naked once!" Josh was all riled up. His not-gay brother 
jerked off in front a bunch of male strangers and not him? Totally not fair. 
Fortunately, Ryan wasn't picking up on Josh's frustration.

Ryan laughed. "Well, I was shy back then, like you are now...all embarrassed 
because we saw your dick. Your BONER. It's no big deal, man. Nobody cares if 
your wiener is showing, right Dad?"

"Heh--right, Ryan."

"I'm not embarrassed." Josh said, obviously insulted.

"Yeah, yeah...whatever. You shouldn't be ashamed of your bod, kid. We hardly 
wore clothes at all in our dorm room. Too damn hot." Ryan bobbed his head in 
his father's direction. "What's all the fuss, anyway? Weren't you guys half 
naked when I came down the stairs?"

Dan smirked. "Well, there's HALF naked and then there's WHOLE naked. I think 
that's what Josh is having a problem with." He looked at the boy, "Right, 
Joshie? We were on our way to get changed earlier, but it's the idea of 
CASUAL nudity that's blowing your mind."

For a second, Josh didn't answer. Then Dan could almost see the lightbulb 
going off over his son's head. "Yeah! That's exactly right! I change my 
clothes all the time at school, after gym class...and sometimes in front of 
Dad, if he's in my room or whatever. But walking around the house with my 
dick out. Nah...I don't think I could do it." Josh looked at Dan, innocently. 
"Could YOU do it, Dad?"

Checkmate, kiddo. Good move. Once again, Dan was losing control of the sexual 
situation in his house. After all the lecturing he'd done earlier, telling 
Josh to leave Ryan alone, here he was, weighing the options of bringing Ryan 
into their sex games. When did his dick take charge of his brain?
 
"Well, Dad? COULD you?" That came from Ryan, who had a wiseass grin planted 
on his face. Dan wasn't sure, but he thought Ryan was daring him...challenging 
him. Well, fine. If that's how it's gotta be...

Dan set his beer bottle down on the tabletop, then very slowly reached under 
the table, under his robe, and took hold of his boxer-briefs by the legs. In 
one swift move, he pulled them down and slid them over his feet. He dropped 
them next to his beer with a smile. "How's that?"

Ryan almost spit out a mouthful of his drink, he was laughing so hard. "How's 
that? Hee-hee!! How's THAT?" He pointed at Dan "'How's that?' asks the 
naked man--the naked man in a ROBE! Hee!!" He was cracking himself up. 

Josh was laughing, too. "Um...Dad, just so you know, you're NOT naked!"

"Ah...baby steps, Joshie. Baby steps."

"Wimp. How `bout you, Squirt? Think you're man enough to whip it out right 
here and now?"

Josh looked from Ryan to Dan and back again. "Nuh-uh! No way! I'm not gonna 
be the only naked guy in the room!"

"Nah...I didn't think so--especially now that Dad's chickened out!" Ryan rose 
from his seat. He reached under his tee shirt and ran a hand over his abs. 
Both Dan and Josh expected him to strip right on the spot. Josh could see the 
dense forest of dark hair on Ryan's stomach and it took every bit of 
self-control he had not to reach out and touch it. Was Ryan was gonna take 
his clothes off? Josh was on pins and needles. 

"I guess living around here is gonna be a lot different from my dorm," Ryan 
said, after a sigh. "I've gotta take a whiz. Be right back." And with that, 
he left the room. 

Once Josh and Dan heard him clomp up the stairs and close the bathroom door, 
they began to speak in soft tones.

"What was that all about?" Josh asked.

"Honestly? I think this is your brother's way of avoiding talking about 
school. Did you catch how fast he shifted gears and started talking about 
your boner?"

"Yeah, but that's not what I meant. Are you up to something?"

Dan drummed his fingertips on the table in front of him and eyed his beer 
bottle. "Yeah...I am. Or I WAS. I think we dropped the ball by not stripping 
down when we had the chance."

"Well, I was trying to do the shy thing. It's not like I could just get 
naked. What if he figured out...you know."

"Josh, the only way he'll figure out `you know' is if we tell him. Why would 
he think we'd been messing around?"

The teenager nodded. "Yeah, you're right." He looked up at the ceiling as the 
sound of the toilet flushing echoed through the house. "So what happens now?"

"Just act normally. Don't push it."

"'Kay." 

A moment later, they heard Ryan making his way downstairs.   

"So, Ry, what's the deal with this public masturba--" Dan's words caught in 
his throat as Ryan entered the kitchen. He was completely and totally naked. 
His flaccid cock hung long--a good 6 inches--over a pair of fairly large 
balls, and the whole package was nestled below a thick bush of black pubic 
hair.

"Surprise!" Ryan said, "Again!"

"Holy shit, Ryan! You're NAKED!" 

"Sharp observation, Squirt! Give yourself a gold star." With a complete lack 
of shame or self-consciousness, Ryan returned to his seat at the table, this 
time pulling his chair back a bit and propping his bare feet up on the 
tabletop. Crossing his feet at the ankles, he folded his arms behind his 
head. "THIS is how it's done, guys."

Dan was flabbergasted. "Ryan...wow...this really IS a surprise. I mean you're 
not the shy kid I shipped off to school a while ago. I'm...well, quite 
frankly, I'm shocked."

Ryan took his feet down from the table and sat upright, not even noticing 
that Josh had slowly been moving closer to them just seconds before and 
licking his lips. "Hey, I'm sorry, Dad. I was just having fun...jokin' around. 
I didn't mean to freak you out or anything." He looked at Josh. "You either, 
J. I'll go throw my pants back on." Ryan stood, his dick just a few inches 
away from Josh's face.

"No!" Both Dan and Ryan turned to Josh. "No--it's cool! Right, Dad? We don't 
care, do we?" 

Under the table, Dan threw Josh a light "calm down" kick. "Um...no...no, I guess 
I don't have any objections." He looked at Ryan. "If this is how you're 
comfortable, Ry, make yourself at home."

"You sure?"

Dan's eyes scanned the length of his son's torso, from his hairy, 
well-sculpted chest down to his beautiful, circumcised cock. "Yeah, I'm 
sure." He repeated the Josh's words from only a few days ago. "It's just us 
guys."

"Sweet!" He sat down again, as if being naked before his family was an 
everyday thing. "You know, if you guys want to join in, don't let me stop 
you."

"I don't know. Josh, what do you think? Should we lose our clothes and show 
Ryan that he's not the only guy with balls around here?" Dan was fighting a 
losing battle against an erection, and if he were going to strip, he didn't 
have much time.

"Well..."

"I KNEW you wouldn't do it! It's okay, Squirt--I still love ya." Ryan gave 
Josh a shove in the arm that only served to win him an annoyed look from the 
kid.

Josh stood up, the head of his hard dick sticking out of the leg, and his 
left thigh shiny with his pre-cum. "What I was gonna say, ass, was I hope you 
can handle THIS." In one fast move he pulled his shorts down. His cock swung 
down as the material passed over it, then snapped back with a `thwap,' as it 
surged up and struck Josh's belly.

"Je-sus!" Ryan was awestruck, as his kid brother's prick stood proudly, less 
than a foot from his face. "Back that thing up, J.! Man, it's big!" 

Josh took his seat.

"I toldja you should've gone upstairs and dealt with it."

"You seemed to have gotten over your shyness rather quickly," Dan said. 
"Guess it's my turn now." He slowly stood up and peeled off his robe. His 
large piece wasn't hard--yet--but it was full, and a droplet of pre-cum was 
already forming at its tip. 

Ryan laughed out loud and gave his father a round of applause. "All right, 
Dad! Whoo-hoo! Very cool!"

Dan, smiling proudly, took a bow and returned to his seat, just as his dick 
swelled to its full 10-inch length.

"Well," Ryan asked the others, "how's it feel?"

"I have to admit...it doesn't feel bad at all," Dan said, as the tip of his 
cock rubbed against the underside of the table. "What about you, Josh?"

Both of Josh's hands were out of view, subtly working his dick, no doubt. 
"It's cool, Dad--I like it. I never thought being naked around other guys 
could feel so good!"

Keeping himself from rolling his eyes, Dan thought, "Don't overdo it, kiddo." 
But what he said instead was, "So Ryan...tell us about dorm life. How exactly 
did you start masturbating in front of your roommates?"

"There's not much to tell, really. I didn't start it--I wanna get that out, 
right here and now.

"It was only a few days after I met my roommates, Brian and Henry. Henry is 
the guy that answers the phone whenever you call--he's always thinks it'll be 
his girlfriend. Anyway, it was maybe three days into the semester. Me and the 
guys, we all got along really well. I felt like I'd known Brian my whole 
life. He's got a single dad and a kid brother, too. He was pretty quiet, but 
really friendly, ya know? And we have the same major.

"So on that third night, I was spread out on my bed, trying to make my way 
through a confusing chapter on the nervous system, and Brian was at the desk, 
over in the corner of the room. Henry, like always, was sitting on his bed, 
talking to his girlfriend on the phone. Her name is Beth. Anyhow, he's just 
chilling, saying `uh huh' and `oh yeah' a lot. I wasn't paying much 
attention, to tell you the truth.

"Then a rubberband hit me right in the fucking nipple--none of us were wearing 
shirts, it was too hot--and I looked up to see it was Brian trying to get my 
attention. He nods over at Henry, so I turn towards the guy...

"All he had on were a pair of white briefs. Ya know, tightie whities? Well, 
as he's talking to Beth, he's got his hand in his briefs and he's totally 
stroking his dick--right there in front of us."

"Get OUT!" Josh said. He was doing his best to play with himself discretely, 
but Dan was completely aware of what was happening. Hell, if he could have 
jerked off, too, he would have.

"Yeah," Ryan continued, "right in front of us. It wasn't like he was showing 
off or anything. He was in his own world. His eyes were closed and he was 
just reacting to whatever smut Beth was talking about.

"So I look back at Brian, and for a second, I thought we'd both leave...maybe 
go down to the common room or for some food. But Brian was about to piss his 
pants. He thought Henry whackin' off was the funniest thing ever. That's 
when a spiral notebook whapped him in the head. 

"It was Henry. He'd opened his eyes, saw Brian giggling, and nailed him with 
it. Then he took his hand out of his briefs and held a finger up to his lips 
like `Ssssh.' And before you know it, he was going at himself again.

"Brian had to turn away to keep from laughing, so he faced the window and 
played with his GameBoy. I stuck my nose back in my book. But we could both 
hear Henry getting off. 

"Finally, he just started moaning, like really fuckin' loud. So me and Bri, 
we looked over at him...and it wasn't funny anymore. Henry had his shorts 
pulled down under his balls and was shooting out the biggest, nastiest load 
I've ever seen, all over his chest. Then he said goodbye to his girlfriend 
and hung up the phone."

"So then what? Was it business as usual?" Dan felt his dick oozing precum, 
and knew that getting up after this conversation was going to be problematic.

"Well, sort of, yeah. Henry stood up and peeled off his briefs. `Sorry, 
guys,' he said, `but I just had to get off.' Then he went into the bathroom 
to shower off his mess. Me and Brian were all `What the fuck?' But before we 
could really talk about it, Henry came out of the bathroom, naked as can be, 
and started doing his homework."

"Wow...that's really hot!" Josh said.

"HOT?" Ryan shot back.

"Uh..."

Dan intervened. "I think what your brother is trying to say is that it was 
bold. Ballsy."   

"Hmm. Yeah, okay," Ryan said, clearly not buying it. "So the next morning my 
alarm goes off and the first thing I see when I open my eyes is Henry--and 
he's jacking off again. This time there's no girlfriend on the phone--he 
wasn't even looking at porn. He was just lying on his back and jerking off. 

"So I cleared my throat...you know, to get his attention. He glances over at 
me, says `hey' and then keeps going!"

"Is that when you joined in?" Josh asked.

"Jesus, bro--what's with you and the circle jerks? We never had `em, I 
toldja."

"Don't interrupt, Josh," Dan said, "Let Ryan finish his story." By this 
point, he'd let his right hand, the one furthest from Ryan, find it's way 
under the table and he was slowly stroking his rod.

"Thanks, Dad. So I'm lying in bed with my own morning wood, but I can't use 
the bathroom because Brian is in there. Henry is beating himself off within 
spitting distance, and I'm stuck. I decide to roll onto my stomach and bury 
my face in my pillow, and after a few minutes, Henry starts moaning again. 

"When he stops, I figure at least I won't have to watch his dick swinging in 
my face now that he's cum, so I sit up. Brian is standing there, back from 
the bathroom, looking at Henry, all covered in jizz. `Dude,' he says, `you 
sure do shoot a lot.'

"Henry's all, `Sure do!' and before I can do anything, he rushes past Brian 
and shuts himself in the bathroom.

"I didn't know what to do with myself--I was SO pissed. Brian wanted to know 
why I was so mad, and I explained what happened, and that I was hoping to 
beat off, myself, but Henry cut me off at the pass. If I took the time to 
jerk off when Henry got out of the bathroom, I'd be late for my bio lab.

"He looked at the me and said `Why don't you just do it now?'

"I was like, `The fuck?!?'

"Brian just said, `Look, if I can deal with Henry jacking off, I can deal 
with YOU doing it. And I told him that I didn't feel right about that. It 
wasn't like we paraded around naked in front of each other.

"He looked at the bathroom door, then back at me and said, `This stays 
between us.' Then he whipped off his towel and stood there, naked. `Get a 
good look and stop being so shy,' he told me.

"I hadn't really seen another dude naked before--not up close like this--and I 
was curious, so I did what Brian said, and looked at everything. He even 
turned around and showed me his ass. I remember he put one foot up on Henry's 
bed--it was the closest--and spread his cheeks so I could see his asshole.

"Then he grabbed a pair of briefs out of his drawer and stepped into `em, 
saying `You'd better hurry--he won't be in there much longer.' 

"I nodded, and as quick as I could, pulled off my boxer shorts. I tried not 
to think about Brian being in the room--and he wasn't really paying much 
attention. After a quick peek at my goods, he went on getting dressed. So I 
leaned my back against the wall next to my bed and started jerking off. The 
shower was still running, so if Henry was coming back, I'd have some warning 
time.

"It was cool, just kicking back and getting off while Brian was dressing and 
gathering his stuff. We were both guys, after all, so who really gave a fuck 
if we felt like rubbing one out? 

"Anyway, I was really getting into myself and was pretty much at the point of 
no return, when I heard a voice on my right say, `Dude!' I looked over and 
there was Henry, standing in the bathroom doorway. The shower was still 
running--it turned out he came back to grab a clean towel. He was buck naked 
and his dick was hard again. I found out later, he liked going a second round 
in the shower.

"Brian looked at me and made this face like `Oops!' And right there, I made 
a decision. I could jump out of bed and into my shorts, or I could just be a 
guy, and take care of my dick in front of the other guys. If Henry had no 
shame, why should I? And fuck, we were gonna be stuck in that room until 
June, anyway.

"So I just kept going. Henry found his towel just as I started to pop off. I 
hit myself in the face two or three times before things died down. Henry said 
`Good one,' and then boom, went back in the bathroom. Brian told me to clean 
my shit up or I'd be REALLY late, and then he left. And of course, I got 
stuck waiting for Henry.

"After that, jerking off became the thing to do when we got bored. The rest 
of our floor got high or got drunk--we got naked. Brian took the plunge that 
very afternoon, after class. But like I said, it wasn't a gay thing at all."

"You just liked showing off," Dan said.

"Yeah...I guess that's it. There was something about doing it with other 
people in the room that just got me going. Some nights I'd be sitting at my 
desk, trying to study, and Brian would be humping his bed, or Henry would be 
sucking himself off. Sometimes, all three of us would be going at it. This 
one time--"

"What?!?" Josh was nearly out of his mind with excitement. 

"Henry could suck himself off. One night we started talking about 
our...technique, I guess you'd call it. Our favorite ways of getting off. 
Henry told us about his little talent--then he showed us. And yeah, THAT time, 
we watched."

"Whoa! Can YOU do it?!?"

"No, bro--I'm not that flexible."

"Ryan, you said you guys didn't do it together...didn't have any circle 
jerks," Dan said, "So what do you mean by all three of you going at it?"

"I mean that sometimes we'd each be in separate parts of the room, jerking 
off at the same time. We didn't coordinate it, and we sure as hell didn't 
touch each other or have shooting contests...but sometimes we'd be in the mood 
at the same time, so we'd just go for it."

"But you're telling me you didn't do it together?"

"Right. At the same time, but not TOGETHER. Do you see the difference?"

"Sure," Dan said. "No," he thought. Whatever rationalizations Ryan needed to 
indulge in this activity were not up for discussion right now.

"That's pretty fuckin' cool," Josh said. "To be able to jack off whenever 
you feel like it, in front of whoever is around..."

"Yeah, it was." Ryan stretched and yawned. "Anyway, that's enough from the 
`College Sleaze Files.' I'm beat. What do you say we call it a night?"

"That's a good idea," Dan said. "It's been a long day," he looked at Josh, 
"for ALL of us."

Josh frowned, his hand still under the table. 

The three of them looked at each other. 

"So why isn't anybody getting up?" Ryan asked.

"Well..." Dan said.

"I'm ALREADY up." Josh suddenly rose from his seat. He cock was hard and 
swollen, bobbing inches from Ryan's face. "See?"

Ryan backed up a bit. "Yeah, I see. What about you, Dad? Same problem?"

"I guess there's no point in trying to hide it..." Dan stood up, revealing his 
10-inch monster to both his sons. He held on to the tabletop in an effort to 
keep from touching himself.

"I guess I'd better put my money where my mouth is, huh?" Ryan said. He rose 
from his seat, and as he did he unveiled a cock that was almost a complete 
duplicate of his father's in size and shape. But unlike Dan--and Josh for 
that matter--Ryan wasn't a leaker.

The three of them stood in silence, looking at each other. This was an 
unexpected turn of events for all of them, and nobody knew how to proceed. 
Finally, Dan spoke. "I'm...um...feeling pretty horny here."

"Me, too." Josh said.

"Triple that," Ryan added. He reached down and gave his cock a squeeze. 
"Guess we'd better take care of these, huh?"

To Be Continued...

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Author's note: So now what? Are the Russells going to have a little family 
circle jerk? Isn't that too `gay' for Ryan? Maybe...maybe not. You'd be 
surprised at what excuses a straight boy can invent when he wants to have gay 
sex. And Ryan is definitely straight. Or is he? For the answer to these 
questions, plus more sex than you can shake a dick at, be sure to stay tuned 
for the next installment. Comments are always welcome. Write to me at 
CobbleHillGuy@aol.com. Cheers!