The Path's End Chapter 1

The Path's End

Revised Version

By Vic James

vicjames2@hotmail.com

Copyright 2017 by Vic James

This story has been heavily revised, beginning with chapter two.

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This story is fiction. None of the characters are based on real people.

This story takes place in the same universe as my stories Plan of the Shusheen, Son of a Wolf, Being Pack, Protecting Pack, and A Winding Path. It is a sequel to Protecting Pack and A Winding Path. You should read those two stories before you read this one. Plan of the Shusheen explains how three genetically-engineered shifter races were created.

Warning: this story contains incest scenes.

One

Nick Kostas, Sr. unlocked the front door. He picked up the sack with the Chinese food he'd picked up for dinner and walked into the house. His two sons, Nick Jr.—Nicky—and Chris were in the living room having sex with his stepson Bobby. Nicky's cock was buried in Bobby's ass and Chris was fucking his mouth. Nick got an immediate erection. He was jealous of his sons, but tried not to let it show.

"I thought you had a soccer game," Nick said to his son Chris.

"It got cancelled. But I found something to do," Chris said, grinning.

Nick took the food to the kitchen and put it on the counter. He groped his erection through his pants. He walked to his bathroom, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his cock. Nick wanted to join his sons. He wanted to fuck Bobby at least as much as they did. But he finally accepted the fact that he never could. He had been jacking off while he watched them, but he stopped doing even that. There were two reasons. The first was a promise he'd made to his second wife, Patricia before she died. She made him promise to treat her son Bobby the same way he treated his sons. He never fucked his sons and he never would. At first, he thought that allowed him to at least jack off while watching his sons and their lover Bobby. But Bobby spent more and more time focusing on Nick and his cock, and less on Nicky and Chris. Nicky, especially needed Bobby far more than Nick did. Nick refused to do anything that might harm the relationship between Nicky and Bobby. Nicky had suffered enough, what with the car accident that nearly killed him.

Nick pulled out his phone. He had asked Chris to make videos for him. He had over thirty videos of Bobby, Nicky, and Chris. Chris had a real flair for filming porn. All four of them watched Chris' videos, but only Chris knew that is was he who first asked Chris to film their sex. The videos were well lit and in HD. And his sons came off as real studs in the videos. They had porn star cocks and they knew how to use them. As a matter of fact, they were some of the hottest porn Nick had ever seen. He played one of his favorites. It showed Bobby's gaping hole after he and Nicky had tag teamed Bobby for an hour. His sons' cum ran out of the open hole and down Bobby's legs. Nick was a little shocked with himself, but he sometimes found himself fantasizing that he was licking that cum off Bobby's legs, despite the fact (or maybe because) it was his sons' spunk. In the video, Nicky's hand appeared in the shot. Nicky rubbed some of the cum into Bobby's skin. Then his fingers pushed some of it back inside Bobby. Just knowing that the cum Nicky was playing with could be his brother's brought Nick close to orgasm. Nick looked down at the shiny purple head of his cock. A bead of precum appeared. Nick closed his eyes rubbed it into the head. He imagined it was Bobby's tongue caressing the head of his cock. He opened his eyes and started another favorite video that matched his fantasy. It was a close-up of a cockhead resting on a tongue. Chris should have been a surgeon. His hands were so steady that you'd think he was using a tripod to hold the phone/camera. Nick knew it was Nicky's cock and Bobby's tongue because Nicky's cock looked very much like his own. The shot was in perfect focus and showed Nicky's cock oozing precum copiously onto Bobby's tongue. A stream of it flowed down Bobby's tongue to the back of his throat, and although you couldn't see that, you could hear Bobby swallowing. Then Chris' cock was placed on the tongue. Because of the angle, you couldn't tell if he was producing precum. But then Nicky put the head of his cock on the head of Chris'. Nick groaned as he watched Nicky's precum run down Chris' cock to end up on Bobby's tongue. After maybe a minute, Bobby's tongue began lapping at both juicy cock heads. Nick let go of his cock. He wasn't ready to come. He played another one of his favorites. He chuckled at that. Every video with Bobby was a favorite. He didn't want to lust after Bobby, but he couldn't help himself. Bobby was just too adorable. What he could do, was keep Bobby from knowing about his lust. In this video, Nicky and Chris gave Bobby a facial. Chris made sure both he and Nick shot big loads for the video. Nick began jacking off while he watched the video. He loved seeing Bobby flinch as each spurt hit his face. Nick approached orgasm as he watched Nicky smear his and his brother's cum on Bobby's face with his cock. Nick came hard when Nicky thrust his cum-covered cock into Bobby's mouth. Nick's attention was on the video, but he could hear a splat as each spurt from his cock hit the bathroom mirror. Nick looked at his cum as it dripped down the mirror. God, he would love to see Bobby lick the mirror clean. And given the chance, Bobby would do it and love doing it. Nick closed his eyes and remembered the time he had shot on a plate and given the plate to Bobby. Bobby licked the plate clean and asked for more. That was before the promise, though. Nick sighed and stopped the video. He wiped up the cum and succeeded in smearing it into the mirror. He wet the towel and wiped it clean before throwing the towel in the hamper. Then he stuffed his stiff cock back into his dress pants. Lately he was hard all the time. Of course, watching his sons have sex with Bobby several times a day had something to do with it.

Nick looked at himself in the mirror. He was forty-four and looked it. He was starting to feel old. A week earlier, he'd gotten mad at his sons and Bobby for calling him 'Senior', as in Nick Senior. He was becoming sensitive about his age. Time was slipping by. Jacking off wasn't enough. He needed to have sex before he lost his looks. There were probably plenty of young guys who wanted sex with a successful, big-dicked daddy. Of course, they weren't Bobby. He stopped that train of thought. He had a feeling the next chapter of his life was about to begin. That is, if he got the job he had applied for.

He went to his bedroom and undressed. He put on a pair of loose athletic shorts and decided to go shirtless. His sons always did. Hell, most of the time they were naked! He looked in the mirror. His erection pulled a leg of the shorts up high enough that his balls were visible. Well, it wasn't like his sons and Bobby hadn't seen his cock and balls hundreds of times.

While his sons had sex, Nick set the table for dinner. He wondered how they would take the news that they might be moving very soon. If he got the job, they would have to move before school started, in less than two weeks. And he needed to get away. Nick was an anesthesiologist, although he had stopped accepting patients. It was painful being around people he knew. They were either telling him how sorry they were for his loss or they were telling him he needed to start dating. The second group always had a female friend or relative they wanted him to meet. The thing was, Nick wasn't sure he wanted a woman. He'd always been bisexual, but since Patricia died, all his sexual fantasies were gay. That was fine with him. He thought Bobby would probably prefer that he not get in a relationship with a woman. He wouldn't be replacing Patricia with another woman. To avoid matchmakers and condolers, Nick stopped working. But the new job would be far from anyone they knew, and even better, he would be out of that house. He'd lost two wives in the house. There were too many bad memories.

Bobby had seen the erection in his stepfather's pants when he walked into the house. Bobby missed watching Nick jack off. Nick's cock was bigger than either of his sons. But Bobby understood why his stepfather had placed himself out-of-bounds. Nick told him about the promise he'd made to his mother while she'd been in the hospital, and a promise to his mother was not something either thought should be ignored. After all, it was the last thing Bobby or his stepfather could do for her. He still had trouble believing she was dead. It was so unfair! She had recovered from the illness she contracted on her honeymoon, but then she died in her sleep from heart failure the second night after she was released from the hospital. Bobby forced himself to stop thinking about it. He would start crying, then Nicky would, because Bobby was. His stepfather would get depressed all over again.

Bobby began fucking himself on Nicky's cock while he pulled on Chris' nipples. Chris stroked himself as Bobby watched. A minute later, Chris sighed as a couple of weak spurts of cum splattered against Bobby's face. It was Chris' third orgasm of the day.

Chris ran to his bedroom for his phone. He brought it back into the living room and started filming Nicky and Bobby.

Nicky smiled. He had an idea for the video, and he was about to come. He leaned back and pulled Bobby's legs up for the camera. Chris squatted and pointed the camera at Nicky's crotch. It showed Bobby's asshole wrapped tightly around Nicky's cock, about an inch above the base. Chris' cock stiffened a little at the sight. Nicky thrusted a couple of times and then bit Bobby's neck. Bobby screamed, "Yes!" and it pushed Nicky over the edge and into orgasm. Nicky groaned and his balls moved in their sack as he ejaculated in his stepbrother and lover. Chris got a tight close-up of the action. Nicky's balls were shaved, so it was easy to catch the movement on video. The sight made Chris fully hard, again. Two months earlier, the thought that watching his brother's balls would make him hard would have shocked Chris. But he was past that. All sex with Bobby was hot, and Nicky was an integral part of it. By that time, Chris was as familiar with his brother's cock as he was with his own. He'd taken a lot of close-ups of Nicky's cock and balls. Chris stuck his finger in his mouth to wet it. Then he pushed the finger into Bobby's hole, alongside Nicky's cock. Bobby and Nicky both groaned and through the gap created by his finger, Nicky's cum began running out of Bobby and down Nicky's cock and Chris' finger. Chris began rubbing Nicky's cock, inside Bobby's body. Nicky's cock was wet with his cum, but that didn't bother Chris at all. Chris smiled as his big brother made whimpering sounds. Bobby looked like he was in pain, so Chris withdrew his finger. Nicky let Bobby's legs down and he began jacking Bobby off. Moments later, Chris filmed Bobby's orgasm. He laughed as some of Bobby's cum hit his leg. He was about to put the phone down when Nicky began licking Bobby's spunk off his hand. Chris filmed that, too. Chris checked the video. Right above the balls, he noticed the tube on the underside of his brother's cock pulsed, too, as cum was pumped into Bobby. Chris found himself jacking off as he watched. He moved in front of Bobby and let Bobby suck him while he did a quick edit of the video, mostly trimming scenes.

Chris pulled his cock out of Bobby's mouth. Bobby leaned back against Nicky and grinned at Chris. Chris smiled back. Chris loved shooting porn! All four of them enjoyed watching his videos. They didn't know Senior jacked off to them a couple of times a day. Chris was proud of the fact that Senior thought Chris' videos were so hot that he no longer watched any other porn. Only Chris knew how badly his father wanted Bobby. Chris felt sorry for his Dad, but he knew it wasn't his place to interfere. Chris bent down and kissed Bobby. His feelings towards Bobby still confused him a little, even though he didn't fight them. Why would he rather kiss Bobby than a woman like Gina? Why did he have zero interest in any female or male besides Bobby? He assumed he was bisexual, like his father. But it was all so strange. He'd confided in his brother. Nicky said he was 'bobbysexual', not bisexual. It took his brother a long time to say it because of his speech problem, but he got it out. Chris thought Nicky was right, he was 'bobbysexual', even though it made no sense!

Nicky sat on the sofa perfectly content as he licked Bobby's cum off his hand. His cock was still inside his lover and the taste of Bobby's cum got him fully erect again. He sighed. This was the kind of hot, hot sex he'd fantasized about, but never expected to have, especially after the accident that had damaged part of his brain. He could think clearly, just the same as before. But he had trouble speaking. Fortunately, his wonderful Bobby always knew what he was unable to say.

After the accident he'd been depressed, terribly depressed. He was alive, but he came to realize he'd never have a normal life. His old friends dropped out of his life one-by-one during his long hospital stay. Some had gone away to college and some had simply grown tired of having one way conversations. But how could he make new friends when he couldn't speak? How could he find a lover? Someone had suggested sign language to him, but he had the same problem with it as he had with speaking. He couldn't make the word he wanted. His only friend was his brother Chris, but Nicky knew Chris would get married soon and move out. Then Nicky would have no one. But then he met Bobby. He fell in love. Bobby was very cute, but more importantly, he understood Nick. It was almost a miracle. When his father announced that he was marrying Bobby's mother and that Bobby was gay, too, Nicky decided it was a miracle. He knew Bobby liked him and he knew he had a friend, at the very least. Then, during his father's honeymoon, he'd walked into Bobby's bedroom and saw Bobby sucking his brother. He was stunned and actually cried. But an hour later, everything was perfect. Bobby admitted he had a crush on Nicky, but thought Nicky was straight. That was understandable because Nicky had never told anyone he was gay. Bobby was as eager for Nicky to fuck him as Nicky was. Nicky fell further in love. Bobby had slept in Nicky's bed ever since. Nicky decided that watching his lover suck his brother was actually very hot and kinky. Their first three-way definitely confirmed that. He began looking forward to a life full of hot, hot three-ways with the people he loved most. Chris loved the three-ways, too. Enough so that he hadn't gone on a date since they started. Nicky hoped that he and Bobby could convince Chris not to marry. At the beginning, only Chris' girlfriend stood in the way. But she dropped out of the picture. Or so they thought.

Chris showed the newest video to Nicky and Bobby.

"Wow! I'm glad I shaved your balls, Nick. You can really see them jump," Bobby said.

"Hey! I shaved them," Bobby said.

Nicky chuckled.

"You should let me shave yours," Bobby said to Chris.

"OK. If you rim me afterwards."

Bobby grinned.

"It's a deal! Can I rim you while Nicky's cum is in your ass?" Bobby asked.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Chris said. "You're the only bottom in the house."

Bobby smiled. That was just how he liked it. If only his stepfather... He forced himself to drop that thought.

"You should sell these, Chris," Bobby said, looking at the video.

"Get dad's approval and I'll look into it."

Bobby and Chris both knew that would never happen.

Nicky pulled Bobby's mouth to his and thrust his tongue into his lover's mouth. Bobby loved kissing him. I was just another thing Nicky loved about his Bobby.

Chris' cell phone rang while they were kissing. "Oh. Yeah," Chris said on the phone. He walked into another room.

Bobby pulled away from the kiss. "I have a bad feeling," Bobby said to Nicky.

Nicky sighed and wrapped his arms around Bobby. Bobby played with the black hairs on Nicky's forearm. He used to think body hair was disgusting and all three Kostas men were covered in it. Now he loved it. It was very masculine and maybe just a tad bestial. One thing was for certain, it made Bobby's dick hard. Bobby took Nicky's hand. He began sucking on his fingers. He felt Nicky's cock get stiffer inside him. Nicky began biting Bobby's neck and shoulders. It hurt, but it also made Bobby's cock hard as a rock. Bobby loved looking at the bite marks in the mirror. He thought about having 'Fuck me, Nicky' tattooed on his back until Chris told him Senior didn't allow tattoos. But Bobby wanted visible signs that he belonged to Nick. While Nicky bit him, he began jacking Bobby off, again. When Nicky deliberately bit hard, Bobby cried out and came. As Bobby panted, he knew his new bite was bleeding because Nicky was lapping at the wound. That made Bobby's orgasm intensify. Bobby absolutely loved it! There would be a scab, maybe even a scar! Now that would be as permanent as a tattoo! Bobby knew his stepfather wouldn't understand. He would scold Nicky for hurting him. Bobby would just have to explain again why he liked the bite marks. Bobby liked them better than a tattoo. They were so much more personal since Nicky gave them to him. And from what he'd heard, hurt less than a tattoo, too!

"God, I love you!" Bobby said to Nicky.

Nicky sighed. His Bobby was perfect. The next time they went out in public, people would see the bite marks and Nicky would either have his arm around Bobby's waist or be holding Bobby's hand. Everyone would know that Bobby belonged to him. He kissed the new marks on his lover's body. Bobby looked so innocent, but he had the same kinky desires as Nicky. Nicky's balls were wet with cum that leaked out when Chris pushed his finger inside Bobby's ass. Nicky wiped some of it up with a finger. He held the finger to Bobby's nose. Nicked sighed when Bobby took the finger in his mouth and sucked the jizz off it. The sex he had with Bobby was far better than any fantasies he'd had before Bobby entered their lives. All Bobby wanted to do was have sex. Nicky felt the same way. Why watch TV?

"One bled, didn't it?" Bobby asked.

"Uh...on...uh...yes."

"Good!"

Nicky hugged his wonderful Bobby tightly. Bobby leaned back against him and sighed. They were both content.

"I love you so much. You know that, right?" Bobby asked him.

Nicky smiled, but then he got sad. He couldn't tell Bobby what he meant to him. All he could manage to say was, "Too." He knew Bobby understood him, but it wasn't the same. It was completely inadequate at describing his emotions.

Chris walked into the room.

"That was Gina on the phone," Chris said.

The mood was broken. Both Nicky and Bobby lost their erections. Both thought Chris' ex-girlfriend was permanently out of their lives.

"She broke up with Josh," Chris said. "She asked me if I'm dating anyone. I think she wants to get back together." Chris saw the expressions on Bobby's and Nicky's faces. "I'm not going to do it! Calm down! Why would I want to get back with her?" To have kids, Bobby thought. Chris had said more than once that he wanted kids. Nicky wanted him to adopt, but Bobby worried that Chris might prefer to have his own biological kids. "I guess she just assumed I was sitting around waiting for her to call!"

"Bitch," Bobby said.

Nicky laughed. Chris looked shocked. "Bobby said a bad word!" Chris said. Nicky and Bobby laughed. "His first!"

"I say bad words all the time, like please fuck me with your big cock," Bobby said.

"Naa. When you are looking at my cock when you say it, you can't be expected to be in your right mind. You're mesmerized by the sight," Chris said.

Bobby and Nicky laughed.

"Do you miss her?" Bobby asked.

Chris rolled his eyes. "I knew I shouldn't have told you."

"I know you want kids."

Chris rolled his eyes, again. Then he moved between Bobby's legs. Bobby reached out and groped the front of his briefs. He felt Chris' cock respond, slightly.

"I'm not taking your toy away from you," Chris said to Bobby.

Nicky's erection stiffened inside Bobby while he watched his lover pull his brother's cock out of his briefs and kiss it.

There were things Nicky wanted to say. He wanted to tell Chris what he thought about Gina, for one. But because of his brain injury he had to struggle for each word and most of the time, he just didn't bother. Even when he did manage to say a couple of words, no one but Bobby seemed to be able to understand him. In lieu of words, he wrapped his arms tightly around Bobby.

"This belongs to you, Bobby," Chris said, as he made his cock bounce in front of his stepbrother. Bobby looked up at him and smiled. Chris swiveled his hips and made his cock slap lightly against Bobby's cheek. Bobby groaned. He reached up and felt Chris' hairy chest and belly.

"I love you, Bobby," Chris said. "I hope someday you will believe that."

"I'm in love with you. If I didn't love you so much, I wouldn't be so worried about losing you," Bobby said.

"It won't happen. My sex life is about a million times better than it would be with Gina. I'm serious. I can't ever see myself having sex with a woman again. You know, I kissed a girl a few days after we'd started having sex. Not Gina, another girl. I wanted to prove to myself that I still was straight. I didn't like it. As soon as I got home I kissed you."

"Yuck! There was girl saliva in your mouth!"

Nicky and Chris laughed.

"Hey! I've kissed you when Nicky's cum was in your mouth! That's yuckier. We're even!" Chris said.

All three laughed.

"Anyway, kissing you just felt right. You shouldn't worry about losing me. I'm not going anywhere."

Bobby smiled.

"Dinner's ready," Senior called.

Chris pulled his briefs back up. Bobby got up. Once Nicky's cock was out of him, cum ran down his leg. Nicky got off the sofa. He knelt behind Bobby and rubbed his cum into Bobby's skin, first on his legs and then on his chest. It was incredibly kinky, and yet, Nicky heard Bobby's contented sigh. His lover liked it. Nicky loved it, too. Bobby had Nicky's teeth marks on his shoulders and his cum was all over Bobby's body. Nicky thought it was kind of eerie how in sync he and Bobby were. While they were doing that, Chris left them and walked into the dining room.

"Come on," he whispered to his father. Chris grabbed his father's tablet out of his bedroom. Then they walked into Nick's bathroom. Chris closed the door. He sent the new video to his father's tablet. Then he played it for him. It looked even more impressive on his tablet. He watched his father as he pushed his shorts down and began jacking off in front of him. Before Bobby, BB as Chris liked to think about it, he had never even seen his father hard. Now he and Nicky screwed Bobby in front of their father and Chris watched his father openly jack off two feet away from him.

"Bobby asked for pictures of your cock," Chris told him.

"He did?"

Nick was pleased and he felt guilty about that. He felt Bobby should focus on Nicky and Chris.

"He said it wasn't breaking the promise," Chris added.

Nick sighed. It wasn't. But that didn't mean it was a good idea.

Chris didn't wait. He began taking pictures of his father's big cock. Nick didn't stop him. He posed for the shots.

"Let me get him some video of you stroking it."

"This is a bad idea," Nick said, as he stroked himself for Chris.

"Why is it OK to look at video of Bobby, but not for him to look at you?" Chris asked him.

"Uh. Good question," Nick said.

"Will my cock get as big as yours?" Chris asked his father.

"I don't know. I don't remember when mine stopped growing. But your cock is perfect," his father said.

Chris was surprised.

"Are you saying that because you're my father?"

"No—yes." He chuckled. "Bobby is crazy about it." Chris nodded his head, smiling. It was true. "And he wouldn't love it more or give you more sex if it was bigger."

"That's very true, Dad."

"Your orgasms wouldn't be better, either. I hope you realize how lucky you are to have Bobby."

"I do, Dad."

"Nicky's in there rubbing his cum into Bobby's skin. Bobby always makes this squeaky noise when he does it. That gets me so hot. It's so incredibly kinky."

"You want to do it," Chris said.

Nick sighed.

"I do. I don't know why, but I want to cover Bobby with my spunk."

"Really." Chris shook his head. "I don't get it," Chris said.

Nick shrugged.

Nick groaned and came when he watched the video of Chris pushing his finger inside Bobby's ass while Nicky's cock was still inside him. Chris got the orgasm in the video. Bobby would love it.

"Tell them I'll be there in a minute," Nick said.

Chris left the bathroom.

Bobby and Nicky had washed their hands and arrived in the dining room at the same time as Chris,

"Dad's been whacking his meat. He'll be here in a minute."

Bobby thought it was sad that his stepfather had no one, there just wasn't anything he could do about it. But Nick was a great guy. He deserved to be as happy as the rest of them.

Chris showed Bobby the pictures and video he'd just shot of his father. Bobby loved them just as much as Chris thought he would.

Nick joined them. Bobby thought he looked nervous. Was it about the video?

Chris looked at all the food on the table. There were double portions of each's favorite food and three eggrolls each. It was suspicious.

"OK. What's wrong?" Chris asked his father.

"Nothing, but I have an announcement," Nick said.

"I hoped it's not about Gina," Bobby said.

Nick smiled. "Definitely not. I have applied for a job in the piney woods of East Texas."

Chris laughed. "Right."

"I'm serious. I met with someone today and I'm being interviewed tomorrow. I will be gone most of the day."

"Please tell me it's in the piney woods of Houston, near the hotspots," Chris said.

"It isn't in Houston. It's in Techupawa," Senior said.

"You made that name up!" Chris said.

"No, I didn't."

"How come we've never heard of it?"

"Because it is so small."

"Why do you want to live in a small town?" Bobby asked. But he thought it was a fantastic idea. Chris would be far away from Gina. He thought that might be selfish of him, but he loved Chris. And Nicky didn't want to lose Chris either.

"It pays a steady income, a salary, for practically no work. The town needs access to an anesthesiologist who is much closer than Houston."

"So it's in the middle of nowhere," Chis said.

Nick smiled. "It could be on the edge of nowhere."

"It sounds Indian. Is it a reservation?" Bobby asked.

"No. I don't believe so. But I suppose it could be," Nick said.

"I don't understand," Chris said. "Why you?"

"Look. They told me I wouldn't be needed more than once or twice a year, unless there's some sort of catastrophe."

"Oh. So you get paid for not working!" Bobby said. "That's great!"

Nick nodded his head. He looked at his three boys. Chris looked irritated. Bobby looked happy about his news and Nicky was looking at Bobby. Nick knew Nicky would be happy if Bobby was, so it was only Chris who needed convincing.

"Yes. Just for being available. And it will be far away from anyone who knows us." Especially Gina, Bobby thought. "I've told you people are already trying to set me up on blind dates. They do it for my own good, of course. I'm tired of having people tell me I need to get on with my life. The more I insist I'm not interested in their sisters, friends, and single, distant relations, the more they insist I need to get on with my life. That is why I stopped going to work."

Bobby and Nicky nodded.

"And let's face it. The four of us are a self-contained unit. We have neighbors and we ignore them. We are in the middle of a big city with thousands of things to do and we spend all our time at home. There don't need to be people for you to date. When we need to shop, we'll drive into a bigger town. It's no big deal. Shopping, I mean."

"What are you going to do, Dad? Are you going to remain single?"

"For now. If I do get in another relationship, it will probably be with a man."

"Really?" Bobby asked.

"Really. And then you can watch us have sex!"

Chris grinned. "Will you let me film it?"

"Maybe! If I snag a porn star for a lover." Bobby and Nicky laughed. "But seriously, if I dated someone, I would wonder from the start how and when they were going to die. I've buried two wives. I'm not doing it, again.

"Uh...Bobby," Nicky said.

Nick didn't need a translation. His oldest son wanted him to have sex with Bobby. Heck, everyone in the room wanted him to have sex with Bobby. But there was the promise.

"We won't go into that again. Tell me what you think about taking the job in East Texas," Nick said.

"I like the idea," Bobby said. Nick nodded his head. "I would like to learn to fish."

"You fish in our underwear and pull out whoppers every day," Chris said to Bobby.

All of them laughed.

"He eats what he catches, too," Nick said.

They all laughed.

Chris sighed. "I'm a city boy, but I guess I'll adjust."

After they finished eating, Nick said, "Let's talk about the move. If I am offered the job, I want to move ASAP before school starts. That means, if I am offered the job tomorrow, the move starts the following day."

"Shit!" Chris said.

"What's your objection?" Nick asked Chris.

"Besides the fact that ten minutes ago we weren't moving the day after tomorrow? I won't even have time to tell my friends I'm leaving!"

Nick sighed.

"I know it's sudden. But it's because school is about to start," Nick said. "And you can call your friends and tell them. You weren't going to tell them all face-to-face, were you?"

Chris sighed.

Nick got up. "I am going to get ready for tomorrow."

He left the dining room.

Bobby had been avoiding thinking about returning to school. He hadn't left Nicky's side since the first evening they had sex. Well, except to use the bathroom. They even showered together. That was how Bobby wanted it. He didn't want to leave Nicky's side. He grabbed Nicky's hand and held it tightly. Nicky frowned at him. "School," Bobby said. "I don't want to leave you, Nicky!" Bobby said.

Nicky scooted his chair close and hugged his Bobby. He was pleased that Bobby didn't want to leave him to go to school, but sorry that his lover was unhappy. He didn't like the idea any better than Bobby, but Bobby had to graduate from high school! Nicky sighed. If he could talk, he could home school Bobby. But teachers had to be able to speak. But maybe he could home school Bobby and type his instructions to him. Nicky grew frustrated. He couldn't even suggest it. He pounded his fist on the table. Bobby looked alarmed, so he forced himself to calm down. If only he could speak!

The three of them took the dishes into the kitchen. It was Nicky's turn to do dishes. While he stood at the sink, Bobby knelt behind him. He admired Nicky's muscular, hairy butt before pulling his cheeks apart and licking his hole. Then Bobby began aggressively rimming him. Nicky liked that and he groaned loudly. After he was good and wet, Bobby pulled away. He sucked on one of his fingers before pushing into Nicky's hole. He felt around his lover's ass. He found his target—Nicky's prostate—and slid his finger over it. Nicky sighed. As his cock stiffened, Bobby began stroking it. His stepfather was the one who told them that could be pleasurable. A week earlier, Nick stuck his finger in Bobby's ass and found Bobby's prostate. Then he pulled his finger out and told Nicky and Chris where it was. It was as close to sex with his stepfather as Bobby knew he would ever get.

Nick walked back into the kitchen.

"Here's the address where I have my interview," Nick said. Bobby turned around and saw him hand a post it note to Chris. Nicky was fully hard, so Bobby was really pumping his dick while he rubbed his prostate. Nick looked at Bobby and gave him a thumbs up. Bobby thought his stepfather was the coolest Dad ever. No, he decided, he was the coolest person ever. They didn't have to keep sex in the bedroom. Nick had told them they could have sex anywhere in the house.

"What time are you leaving?" Bobby asked him, looking at his crotch. Nick knew he was hard.

"Hopefully before six-thirty."

"I'll make breakfast," Bobby told him.

"That sounds good. Thanks."

Bobby smiled.

He turned and walked back to his bedroom.

"He's the only one of us who isn't having fantastic sex," Chris said. "It makes me feel a little guilty."

Bobby nodded.

"How do you feel about it, Bobby? If he was ready, would you be?"

"I don't know. I don't think he'll ever be ready. Part of me thinks it would be wrong and part of me wants him to fuck the shit out of me. I wish he hadn't made that promise. I didn't promise anything."

Chris nodded.

Bobby dried the dishes and put them in the cabinet.

"I've been thinking. If we are going to start moving the day after tomorrow, tomorrow is our only chance to see where we are going before the move has already begun," Chris said.

Nicky and Bobby nodded. "But what can we do?" Bobby asked.

"We can follow him. We have the address."

Bobby smiled. "I like that idea!"

Nicky nodded twice.

"I'm going to go get gas for my car. Bobby, find out what time his interview is happening."

"Sure! And I'll enter the address on my phone so we can use the GPS."

"Good!"

Chris left.

Nicky and Bobby walked to their room. Bobby glanced at the photo of his mother that was next to the computer. He still didn't understand why his mother had never told him she adopted him. She didn't tell his stepfather, either. Nick found the paperwork when he was going through her things after she died. Nick told him it wasn't that uncommon for parents not to tell their children. Sometimes they just didn't know how to do it and sometimes they kept putting it off hoping for a better time to make the announcement. She had told him more than once that he looked exactly like his father. But which father was that? His biological father or his adopted father? He would assume she meant his biological father, since it would be a weird coincidence to look like his adopted father. Were there two fathers or one? Did his mother adopt him when she married his biological dad? The father listed on the birth certificate was Harry Mitchell, the father he knew. Maybe there was only one father. But that answered nothing. Where was he? She said he left them. That implied he was still alive. Why had he never heard from him? He left when Bobby was too young to remember him, so it couldn't be a case of his father not liking him. He wasn't a troublesome baby. His mother told him he never once woke her in the night for feeding or changing. So how could his father hate him enough to never speak to him? He just didn't understand. Bobby never once had a doubt that his mother loved him. He couldn't help wondering if she was afraid he wouldn't love her if he found out she adopted him. Bobby hoped that wasn't the case.

Nicky took a small bag out of the closet. He pulled a couple of T-shirts and a pair of shorts from a drawer and put them in the bag. Bobby walked into the bathroom and got Nicky's cock ring. Bobby put it in the bag and Nicky laughed. So Nicky got Bobby's butt plugs and put them inside. Then it was Bobby's turn to laugh. Those butt plugs had seen very little use. They'd gotten them to stretch Bobby's ass enough for Nicky to fuck him for the first time, but they managed it without them. Bobby didn't have a suitcase and his mother's luggage was in Nick's room. Nicky got clothes for him and put them in his bag. Problem solved. Bobby guessed Nicky thought they might be spending the night there, or else he just wanted to be prepared. Bobby opened one of Nicky's drawers and pulled out the mesh briefs he'd bought him. Bobby could still see his cock and balls when he was wearing them. Nicky grinned as Bobby put them into the bag. Then they went to Chris' room and added some of his clothes. Bobby and Nicky were shocked to find a red silk or satin jock strap at the bottom of one of Chris' drawers. Nicky put it in the bag, grinning. Nicky put sunscreen and insect repellent in the bag, too.

With Nicky's communication difficulty, it was easy to think of Nicky as being mentally challenged. But Bobby knew he absolutely wasn't. Nicky was brilliant before the accident and after. He was forced to keep his brilliance hidden behind a wall. And the wall was due to the car wreck. Bobby wished his thoughts hadn't turned to Nicky's disability. Whenever they did, Bobby started to wonder whether Nicky wanted him or just needed him. Would a hot, brilliant man pick me for a lover? Bobby asked himself. It seemed doubtful to him. Nicky would be in college and he would look for someone his own age, not his new stepbrother. But Nicky was sensitive to Bobby's moods. He stopped and hugged his Bobby. He ground his cock against Bobby's leg. Bobby felt it stiffen.

"You," Nicky said.

Bobby knelt and took one of Nicky's balls into his mouth. He sucked on it as Nicky sighed.

Nicky believed he was incredibly lucky to have Bobby. Who else in the world would be upset about leaving him to go to school? And Bobby lusted after Nicky to an unbelievable extent. Nicky had tried to show Bobby some of his old porn videos. Bobby tried to watch, but he was obviously not interested. Instead, Bobby knelt and began sucking Nicky. Back in the present, Bobby let his ball slip from his mouth. Bobby pressed his face into Nicky's crotch and began sniffing. Nicky had no idea why Bobby did that, but it turned Nicky on like nothing else. Bobby seemed to really love the way Nicky smelled. It made both of them hard. Nicky lay down on the bed and folded his arms behind his head. Bobby got the idea and lay on his stomach between Nicky's legs. Bobby went back to sniffing him. Nicky watched his cock begin to drool and this was after Bobby had already made him come three times that day.

Bobby thought it was weird, but while Nicky excited him, Nicky's smell calmed him. He was worried about the move and about leaving Nicky for school. He wondered again if it was possible he was addicted to Nicky. Why else had he panicked at the thought of leaving him for a few hours, each day? Was he not going to be able to get a job, because leaving Nicky for work was too painful? It wasn't normal. Why did he feel that way? He thought about what he did want. That was easy. It was Nicky. But was it sexual? He thought of Nicky having an illness that kept them from having sex. The thought didn't bother him. He thought about Nicky being in the hospital because of his illness and not seeing him. That brought on the panic, and it was intense. So he had to be physically near Nicky. He lifted his head and looked at Nicky.

"I don't think I can leave your side. I panic at the thought," Bobby said. "I don't know what to do."

Nicky closed his eyes and tried to say the word he meant. "Nothing," Nicky said, grinning. He'd done it!

"You mean don't do anything about it? And never leave your side?"

Nicky nodded.

Bobby sighed and smiled. He pressed his face into Nicky's crotch again and sniffed until he was calm.

Nicky wondered about Bobby's feelings. He wondered about his own. Did he feel the same way? He thought about it for a moment. He realized he didn't panic when he thought of Bobby not being with him, he got angry. That was very odd. But it meant neither one of them would allow the other to be far away. Nicky wondered if Bobby felt the same way about Chris. But then he realized he knew. Chris left the house all the time. To go shopping, to visit with friends, to play soccer, and more. Bobby never seemed to mind when Chris left, he just said, 'Have fun!' to his brother. That meant Bobby was not going back to school. Period. But then he thought of something and smiled. He didn't know why he hadn't thought of it before. His father could home school Bobby! Nicky didn't have to do it. If Bobby and he explained to his father, Nicky was sure his father would agree. He might even enjoy teaching Bobby.

Nicky sat up and took Bobby's hand. He held it and tried to speak. "Uh...even...nn...ear..." Nicky shook his head, angrily. But Bobby was smiling at him and he calmed down. "For...ever," Nicky said. He did it.

Bobby gripped his hand. "Forever!"

Nicky got off the bed and sat as his computer. He tried to type what he wanted to tell Bobby—that maybe Senior could home-school him. After a few tries, he did it. He smiled at the excitement on Bobby's face. Bobby left to ask Nick if he would do it.

Nick was sitting in his room, wondering if he was doing the right thing by moving his family. Bobby walked into his room.

"Nicky and I were wondering if you might possibly home-school me after we move," Bobby said.

Nick frowned. His first thought was to reject the idea, but it would be something new for him and he needed a challenge. And he would have a lot of free time on his hands.

"I'll check into it," Nick said. "I can't see why not."

Bobby hugged him and to Nick's surprise, Bobby was crying.

"What's wrong, Bobby?"

"I'm relieved," Bobby said. He didn't want to admit the real reason—that he couldn't bear to be separated from Nicky, so he said, "I was worried about small town homophobia."

"Oh! Well, I can understand that. I don't really know what is involved in home schooling, but we'll give it a try," Nick said.

"I love you, Nick."

Nick smiled down at his stepson.

"I love you, too."

Bobby left to tell Nicky the good news. Nick felt guilty. He was pretty sure he was in love with Bobby.

Nicky was still seated at the computer. He took the post it note with the address and looked for it on the internet. A map appeared. That address seemed to be on a highway with nothing near it. No towns and no other roads nearby. The nearest highway that crossed it didn't show any towns close by, either. Nicky brought up G Earth and brought up a satellite view. There was nothing but forest. He went to street view and the only think they saw was a dirt driveway leading into the forest. That was very strange. Nicky went back to satellite view and tried to see where that driveway might go. There were a few shapes that might have been buildings, but there didn't seem to be enough of them to call a town. Was that where we were going? Maybe it was an Indian reservation.

When Chris got back, they showed him what they'd found. Chris shook his head and said it was a good thing they were already planning to go. Bobby showed him the bag Nicky had packed for them.

Nicky could see Bobby was still tense. He pulled off his clothes and put on the white mesh jockstrap Bobby had bought him. Then he began working out on his exercise machine. Once he started, there was nothing but lust in Bobby's eyes. Bobby loved to watch him workout. He liked to feel Nicky's muscles as he worked them. He wondered how far into his routine he would get before sex began. Nicky closed his eyes and went through his routine. Bobby's hands caressed and squeezed, before Bobby's mouth began kissing and licking. He was about a quarter through, lying on his back when Bobby tried to get at his ass. Nicky grabbed his legs and pulled them up. His workout took a break while Bobby licked his ass. He had to be sweaty, but Bobby didn't mind. Nicky groaned when Bobby began rubbing his face in Nicky's wet crack. Bobby was rubbing his asshole with his face. There was something feral about Bobby or maybe dog-like. Nicky loved it, though. Bobby looked so innocent, but there he was trying to make his face smell like Nicky's sweaty ass.

Chris walked into the room. He stood next to them. Nicky watched his brother get hard at the sight of the two of them. Nicky could hardly believe what incredible sex lives the three shared. Chris knelt behind Bobby. Bobby sighed as he felt Chis' cock at his hole. He continued rimming Nicky as Chris began fucking him.

Nicky closed his eyes and sighed as Bobby began sucking him.

None of them could come yet, so they stopped after a few minutes.

Chris went back to his room. He sat and thought how sad it was that his father didn't have anyone of his own. Of course, he didn't have a great track record. The male lover he'd had in college had died of AIDS, although he contracted it after they had split up. But both his wives died, too.

When it was almost time for bed, Bobby and Nicky got a shower. Nicky soaped up his cock and pushed inside Bobby.

"Get that ass clean!" Bobby said. Nicky laughed. They kissed under the warm water before drying each other.

Bobby set an alarm for five thirty and they got in bed. Chris was already in bed. Nicky pulled Bobby against him. Chris faced him. Bobby reached for Chris' cock and felt it stiffen. He fell asleep holding it.