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Subject: Buck, Part 4 (gay: incest) Where we left them: “Well if you are set on leaving town I would suggest that you sell the garage. It would be hard to manage from Palm Springs. But keep the rest of the properties as they are generating income for you. What do you think?” “Sounds good to me Sean. You know more than me. But I would like to ensure everyone at the garage is taken care of. Maybe the buyer could keep them on or something.” Roy said. “We’ll work it out Roy. We’ll work it out.” After the meeting with the lawyer Roy decided to go back to Grand Island. He had to have a talk with the boys. Wanted to make sure they were ok with moving half way across the country. They were young but he wanted them to be a team. Part 4: By 1975 the three man family were settled in their Palm Springs home. The house was built in 1955 and had 4 bedrooms and 2 full and 2 1/2 baths. At just under 2000 square feet it was plenty big enough for all the boys. What Roy really liked about it was that the vegetation in the backyard had provided plenty of privacy. And it had a very large kidney shaped pool! Roy’s parents had moved to San Diego so that they could be close to the boys. Mr. Greer had retired and they bought a condo close to the Marina. Since they were focused on traveling they didn’t see the need for a house and a yard. Roy took the proceeds from the sale of the garage in Omaha and purchased a small two bay gas station in downtown Palm Springs. He wanted something that would be manageable with a small staff. Him and another mechanic and another part time person to run the pumps. He was hoping Buck would help him with that someday soon. Roy found a young Hispanic man that loved to work on cars. His name was Oscar. Oscar had a certificate from a local trade school. He was a certified mechanic. He was 27 and single. He grew up in Indio but lived in Palm Springs. He was working at a Ford dealership when he applied at Roy’s garage and said he wanted to work someplace small. Roy hired him right away. Oscar and Roy would work as a team running the garage and the pumps when they didn’t have a part time person on hand. They always worked well together. Roy had kept the simple blue coverall that he wore at his uncle’s garage as the stations uniform with boots. He didn’t see the need for anything fancy. And the simple one zip design of the uniform allowed him to free ball like he had learned to enjoy. Oscar was at first surprised by the simple uniform but when he found how comfortable it was he forgotten all his apprehensions. The uniform at the dealership was dark blue pants and a striped shirt. Oscar was about 5’6″ and had to be about 155 pounds. He liked a tighter fit on his uniform than Roy did and he filled the coveralls out nicely. It wasn’t until sometime after they had begun working together that Oscar discovered that Roy went commando under the garment. This intrigued him just like everything about Roy intrigued him. At 34 Roy was still a stud. He didn’t let himself go like a lot of married men his age would have done. In fact he enjoyed working out with Bucky anytime he had the chance. But Oscar had to be careful. He didn’t want to lose his job when Roy found out that his employee had the hots for him. He knew fags were not welcome in his line of work. That was a big reason he wanted to leave the dealership. Some of the guys there already suspected. Once Oscar tried a day at work commando however he never went back. The heat of a Palm Springs day was so much better when he wasn’t as confined. And Roy noticed right way. Roy was always checking out Oscar’s ass and now there were no underwear lines. Just smooth muscular ass under the uniform. And when Oscar turned around his meat laid on the side of his thigh thick and ample. Roy had that problem himself. He knew his meat was on display but tried not to pronounce it in any way. But he was damned if he was going back to underwear. He hated it once he discovered free balling. When it was really hot out Roy would let the zipper go down to his belly button while they were alone. If a customer pulled up it was easy to zip up quickly. Oscar loved to look at the man’s hairy chest. And if he was really lucky when Roy was bending down to get something he could see the top of Roy’s pubes. On one unusually hot day for October the bays of the garage were like an oven. Roy unzipped himself past his belly button and slipped the garment off of his shoulders. The uniform was hanging off of his hips as sweat poured down his torso. Oscar could barely contain himself. As Roy was struggling to change a belt on a Maverick Oscar went over to assist him. Oscar was sweating up a storm himself even though he was used to the desert heat. He got right next to Roy and his head was level with Roy’s shoulder. Roy’s scent was strong. Oscar tried to ignore it but he felt himself growing hard. His thick meat would be completely vertical if he wasn’t careful and since he had his zipper pulled almost all the way down it might be noticeable. As Roy secured the belt and handed Oscar back a tool he noticed how Oscar’s uniform was tenting out. Oscar was frozen in fear. He had no control escort over this situation. The heat, Roy’s odor and his near nakedness was all too much for the young man. As he took the tool from Roy he was visibly shaken. Roy saw for the first time what his Uncle had seen in him many years ago. He saw a fellow pervert. Although now a days, after all that free love crap in the sixties, people were much more gentle with the names they call other people. But Roy knew what was happening all the same. “Something got you excited Oscar?” Roy asked with a smirk. And then he lifted his arm to pull down the hood and he herd a moan come out of Oscar, almost a whimper actually, one Roy couldn’t ignore. Roy figured it out quickly. He loved his own scent after all. It wasn’t uncommon for others to like it as well. God knows he loved Bucky’s scent after football practice. That boy was a walking ball of male musk. He took after his Dad that way. Roy saw his chance and he took it. “You want a taste?” he said with a grin. Oscar looked up at him in shock. His face turned white. But Roy lifted his arm again and sniffed his pit himself. “It’s OK Oscar. I like the way I smell too.” And then he wrapped his arm around the smaller man’s head and brought Oscar’s face into his pit. Oscar was shaking like a leaf but it didn’t take long before he breathed in deep and then the first tentative lick. After that he was hooked. “That’s right baby. Clean it up good. Do a good job and you can have the other one later.” Roy teased. Then he thought it was almost lunch time. Might as well close the doors and lock the office up for lunch. The parts room is small but it will be away from prying eyes. Roy pulled away from Oscar and left the man panting and holding himself up against the Maverick. Roy closed the bay doors and locked up the office. Each bay door only had one small window each so when he got back behind the Maverick again he said, “Oscar?” Oscar looked up at him like a puppy. “Oscar, take off my boots for me.” Oscar was on the ground it a second. He had them both untied and pulled off in record time. “Now the socks” Roy said. Oscar complied. Once Roy’s bare feet were on the cool garage floor he let his uniform slip off completely and left it there in a pile. He then walked to the parts room naked and went in as he looked back at Oscar. Oscar pulled off his own boots and socks. As he walked to the parts room he let his uniform fall as well. When he got in there he found Roy leaning up against the workbench. His cock was hard as a rock and so was Oscar’s. “It’s been a long time for me Oscar. I may get out of hand. But I want you really bad.” Roy said. “It’s…um….it’s ok. I want you really bad too.” Oscar bit his lip. “Oh yeah? What do you want so badly?” “Everything” Oscar answered. The heat was almost unbearable. It was darker in the room and there were no windows. So it was the coolest room in the station but it was still hot. The two men were sweating a lot. It, the smell, was worse than a locker room between the dirt, grease and sweat. Roy pulled Oscar to him and they locked lips while their tongues fought it out. Oscar was moaning into Roy’s mouth. Roy could tell Oscar would do whatever he wanted. He loved the control. But he also like Oscar. Soon he had Oscar kneel up on the bench. He got behind him and sat on a stool. He was eye to eye with Oscar’s smooth brown hole. Not a hair in sight. He spread his ample cheeks and went to town. As he ate the tanned ass he heard Oscar whimper and moan. The boy was a bottom. Just like Roy likes them. Oh his Uncle fucked him just as much as he fucked his Uncle but Roy liked smaller guys that he could fuck. His Uncle was a stud like himself. They were equals. But this boy was his bottom. “Oh god, fuck me Roy!” Oscar said through heavy breathing. Roy was happy to oblige. He grabbed a jar of Vaseline off the shelf. It probably had some grease in it from dirty fingers handling it but it would do. He pulled Oscar down off the bench and pushed him over the stool. He greased Oscar’s hole and then his own cock. He squatted down a bit and lined his cock up with that pretty hole. Pushing slow and steady he took his greased up hand and encased it around Oscar’s cock. He just held on to it as he slid up the man’s hole. Oscar never once cried out in pain. He actually opened up for Roy easily. He was tight, very tight actually, but he was more than willing. Soon Roy bottomed out. He held steady for a few moments enjoying the warmth around his cock. Both of them breathing heavy and sweating inside the small space. The man scents coming from both of them were turning them both on like crazy. Finally Roy started to fuck him. Slowly at first and then he picked up the pace. Soon he was pounding that little bubble butt. Oscar’s moaning was becoming louder. Roy had both his hands on Oscar’s hips now. Pounding the boy within an inch of his life. The heat, the smell. It was all getting to Roy. He had to get off. Had to fucking plant his seed deep before he passed out. “This is my ass” Roy said as kept going, “I’m going to want this a lot”. “Oh fuck, yes…yes” was all Oscar could say. Then without warning izmit escort bayan Oscar started to cum. He didn’t touch himself. He was holding on to the legs of the stool. There was no way he could have touched himself. Roy felt Oscar’s ass muscles tighten and that was it for him. He went in deep one last time and shot his load up in Oscar’s guts. It was such a strong orgasm that he fell onto Oscar’s sweaty back and took time to recover. They stayed like that for a few minutes. Both naked and sweaty and still connected by cock and ass. As Roy began to soften he decided to mark his turf once and for all. Oscar felt the bloating heat deep in his bowels. It took him a minute but then he realized what was happening. “Oh boss”. When Roy pulled out, after he was done pissing, he told Oscar to hold it inside of him. Then he walked him back out into the garage and had him squat over a drain. “Clean my cock as you let go”. Oscar did as he was told. As he drained himself of piss and cum he licked Roy’s cock clean. As they dressed and got ready to open the garage back up they both knew things had changed. They both got what they were each looking for. Oscar was perfect for Roy and Roy was perfect for Oscar. Man stink and piss didn’t scare Oscar off. In fact he seemed to enjoy it. Roy was pleased. How Roy was going to work Oscar into his home life was another matter. It didn’t take long for Roy to decide he wanted Oscar for more than a quick fuck and a work mate. He wanted a lot more. But that would take some work with his boys. Bucky, Buck to his friends, was now 15 and a sophomore at Palm Springs High. He was successful at football tryouts and was given the position ‘wide receiver’. He hoped to make ‘tight end’ by the end of his high school career. He also enjoyed auto repair classes that he took. Buck was 6 feet tall already with dark hair, dark eyes and a five o’clock shadow 24 hours a day. He already had hair on his chest and his muscles seemed to grow with little effort. He wasn’t ripped but he wasn’t fat either. He looked like a big farm boy. Roy was always astounded at the way the boy grew. Roy wasn’t that big at 15. Benji was in eight grade at Raymond Cree Middle School. He wasn’t at all the powerhouse his brother was but he was still involved in sports. He enjoyed wrestling. He like the one on one approach rather than relying on a team. Benji also excelled in academics. Always on the honor roll he would have become bored at school if he didn’t keep himself so busy. Besides wrestling he was involved in the school government as well as the debate team. Benji was 5’6″, very toned with really thick legs and ass. He would never be as tall as his brother, or as strong, but for his size he was built. Although Benji and Buck didn’t go to the same schools or have the same friends the two remained close. Buck was always looking out for Benji. He took personal responsibility for Benji’s welfare. Whenever he could make one of Benji’s meets he would do so and Roy and Benji always showed up to Buck’s football games. The three of them were as close as father and sons could be. The Greer house was quite casual as well. Three jocks in the house gave away to little shyness. Benji was the most shy and Buck was the least. Roy fell somewhere in between but leaning towards Buck’s amount of shyness rather than Benji’s. Benji idolized his brother. Buck could do no wrong. And in Buck’s eyes neither could Benji. Whenever they were home together with nothing to do they would sit on the couch together and watch TV or go to the pool and swim and lay out together. Neither one of them often brought friends home. They seemed to think that home time was family time. Roy enjoyed that but it also concerned him. He knew they had friends but wondered why it was so important not to bring them home. Roy also noticed that it was nothing for Buck to jump in the pool naked. It would make Benji giggle but he didn’t seem to want to follow in his brother’s foot steps. Roy certainly didn’t mind. The teen looked like a full grown man and was striking. And even at 15 the boy was endowed. Everything about him was meaty. Big thighs, arms and ass. Not to mention his cock. Roy felt guilty about looking but couldn’t help himself. And then Benji. That small compact boy with a bubble butt that wouldn’t quit. Benji would wear short swim trunks that could barely contain his ass. Roy salivated over that ass. Roy, on the other hand, would be sort of modest and wear a speedo when he went swimming. On the Thursday afternoon before Christmas break, while Roy was at work, Buck came home earlier than normal from school since he no longer had football practice for the year. He assumed he was home alone and went to his room and stripped down. He would enjoy some naked time while he was alone and rub one off and nap. Just as he was about to lay down for a naked nap he heard a stifled sob from the next room. Benji’s room. He stood up quickly and ran towards Benji’s room. When he opened the clossed door, which was unusal in itself in there house, he saw his little brother curled up in a ball on his bed sobbing. “What’s wrong Benj?” izmit sınırsız escort he asked. “Nothing, go away.” Benji dug his head deeper in his pillows and sobbed harder hoping his brother would go away. Buck went to the bed and pulled on his brother’s shoulder till he faced him. What he saw outraged him. Benji had a black eye. “What the fuck?!? Who did this to you? I’ll fucking kill them!” Buck’s face went red with anger. “No, no, no, please! You’ll make it worse. Just don’t do anything. I’m fine.” Benji pleaded. “You’re fine? You have a fucking black eye. And you’re crying. What happened?? Who fucked with my brother?” Buck was flexing. Totally naked and flexing. Benji watching this knew that if he wasn’t so upset he would be laughing. Benji wouldn’t say anymore and asked again to be left alone. But Buck had an idea. His buddy on the football team, Jake, had a little brother Benji’s age. Sam. Sam and Benji were actually pretty good friends and on the wrestling team together. If Sam wasn’t responsible he would at least know who was. Buck went to his room and put on his running shorts, a tight tank top and sneakers without socks. He was an imposing figure and his muscles spilled out of his skimpy outfit. He ran over to Jake’s house. When Jake answered the door he was surprised to see Buck. Although they were on the same team they weren’t all that close. But Jake idolized the boy from afar. He would love to be in Buck’s inner circle. Buck explained the situation to Jake and Jake agreed they should talk to Sam. They went upstairs to the room Jake and Sam shared. When Sam saw Buck he became visibly afraid. “Sam, Buck has something to ask you. Tell him the truth.” Jake said. “Sam, do you know what happened to Benji today? He’s really upset and has a black eye. Nothing bad is going to happen but I want to make it right for Benji. Can you tell me what happened.” Buck said with all the charm of asking the head cheerleader out on a date. Buck had learned early that a smile and charm get him a lot farther than anger and hitting. As scared as Sam was he spilled the beans, “Benj and I were asked to stay back after wrestling practice and clean the mats. The coach rotates two people after every practice. It was our turn. We were almost done and Benji got up and slid his singlet off his shoulders saying he was hot. I looked up and said, ‘what are you some kind of fag or something’. I was just joking, really I was, but he tackled me. I didn’t know if he was being serious or just joking and when I flipped around to get him off of me my elbow hit him in the eye, kind of hard, and then he got up and huffed off into the locker room. By the time I got there he was gone. Honest that’s all that happened.” Sam was shaking but seemed sincere. Buck calmed down. Buck thanked both Jake and Sam and turned to leave. As Buck left their house he overheard Jake say to Sam, “Make it right. That is Buck Greer for God’s sake. I rather have him as a friend than an enemy. Make it right.” Buck was amused at the last conversation between the brothers as he made his way home. When he got home he went back to Benji’s room and let himself in. He was sweaty from the walk, even though it was only about 70 degrees out, and reeked but that really wasn’t anything new. When he sat down on Benji’s bed Benji rolled over and looked at him. Buck was smiling down at him. His warm calming smile. Buck told Benji about the conversation he had with Sam and Jake and asked if that was really what happened. Benji sobbed a little and nodded yes. “Why did you get so upset at Sam Benj? It sounded like he was just giving you a hard time. Nothing serious. He seems to really like you.” Buck asked concerned. “I like him too. I guess I thought he was being serious and it hurt my feelings. I thought we were friends.” Benji replied. “Well, I think you are friends, and he feels really bad about what happened. He went looking for you in the locker room but you were already gone. Give him another chance Benj. He seems like a sincere bud.” Buck patted Benji on the back and left the kid alone. He went back to his room and stripped off and went for that nap he was going to take earlier. Benji laid there long after Buck left and thought about stuff. Sam was probably too close to the truth and that is why he felt so bad about what he had said. And then he has Buck living under the same roof as him. The boy is a walking wet dream. What he was really scared about was that the person he loved more than anything in the world, Buck, would find out he was a fag and shun him. That is one thing he couldn’t take. Buck is everything to him. Part 5 Coming soon. 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