Allan and his cousin Kyle had been fooling around since high school and were now preparing to enter Junior College in town. One afternoon, after a grueling day of college admin tests, they were rummaging around the garage in search of a 3/8” box wrench, Kyle announced an even better find. “Dude, look what I found under the socket tray of my dad’s toolbox!”, he said.
Allen looked over his cousin’s shoulder to see an expensive looking magazine named, “BOYS LIFE.” In it were depictions of young smooth men being sexually used by hairy bikers dressed in various pieces of leather clothing. “This is your dad’s magazine?”, he asked.
Kyle looked up at his cousin and smiled. He lightly bit Allan’s swelling cock through his jeans. “You’re getting hard thinking of my dad fucking you.”, he teased.
Allan laughed. “Who’s you’re daddy?”, he said as he released his boner for his cousin.
Kyle took the cock into his mouth and in a matter of minutes, Allan was sending his seed down Kyle’s greedy throat.
“Dude, you were really hot. Do you really want to do it with my dad?”, Kyle asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe. He’s always dressed in leathers when he goes out on his Harley. Look at this guy.” Allan pointed to a man with a handlebar mustache wearing a leather jacket and chaps holding a Twinks face while he face fucked him. They turned a few pages and it was more of the same. Bikers using the young men for various sex acts.
“Dude, if you start doing it with my dad, you’ll be my step mom and your own aunt. That’s a lot to unpack.”, Kyle laughed.
Kyle’s father, Daniel, was a widower and he raised his son with the help of his older sister, who also was a single mother. Together, brother and sister purchased a three-bedroom house and raised the boys like any other family except Daniel and his sister each had a room of their own and the boys shared the master bedroom.
Daniel worked as a mechanic for the sheriff’s department and his sister, Dianne, was a postpartum nurse at the local hospital who worked the graveyard shift. Daniel had a bikers club meeting twice a month and, on those evenings, Allan and Kyle explored their sexual desires and discovered that Allan was gay, and Kyle was bi-sexual. They have been doing it together for years and had already explored group sex and some light bondage so, Allan’s new fascination with his uncle was simply another kink for the boys to explore.
With the admin tests behind them, Allan and Kyle had the summer to ride Motocross dirt bikes, ski at the river and fuck. Allan loved having sex with his cousin and the other neighborhood boys. It was he who talked Kyle into their first three way, bukake party and mild BDSM. Kyle was afraid of hurting Allan because his cousin was so frail and delicate so, Allan still did not know his own limits and he constantly explored his feelings and desires.
The family had breakfast together. Allan’s mother, Dianne, decided to whip up chicken fried steak and eggs with biscuits smothered in sausage gravy. The boys could smell the feast from the garage and when Dianne called them in to eat, they were at the table before she had time to set the table.
Kyles father, Daniel joined the boys and sat at his place at the head of the table. “Why don’t you two set the table for your mom? And bring the coffee pot.”, he said. Daniel stood well over six feet tall. His blonde hair hung down to his collar and his eyes were as black as coals. His big muscular arms were decorated with several tattoos.
The boys didn’t budge. Allan was admiring his uncle in the new light he had just discovered, and Kyle was watching Allan in fascination. He knew his cousin was going to try to do something with his father. He just wasn’t sure how he felt about it, but he felt himself getting hard thinking of his dad ramming into Allen. He imagined his father, dressed in nothing but his leather jacket, holding Allan by the hips while he fervently fucking him, a grimace on his face, and it made him smile.
“Hey, snap out of it. Get up and get the coffee.”, Daniel said. “Allan, go help your mom with the dishes and forks. Move!”
Allan looked over at Kyle and laughed. He knew what he was thinking, and he knew he just got busted fantasizing about his dad. “I’ll get the coffee, and you can set the table.”, he said and the two of them got up to join Dianne in the kitchen.
“There you are.”, Dianne said. “Kyle, get your dad his coffee before he dies. Allan, sweetheart, set the table for mom and I’ll be out in a minute with this.” Dianne, a petite woman, was used to giving orders. She was the consummate nurse in charge who expected to be obeyed. She also had long blonde hair, dark brown eyes and a slight frame. For twelve hours a day she cared for new mothers and their husbands, so she was very familiar with keeping young men in line.
Allan grabbed the coffee pot and two mugs from the cupboard. “I’ll get the coffee.”, he said. Leaving Kyle to gather the breakfast dishes and cutlery.
In the dining room, Allan set a coffee mug in front of his uncle and poured him a cup of coffee. “Good morning, sir. My name is Allan and I’ll be your waitress today.”, he laughed.
“The PC word is server. In America, you’re a waiter.”, Daniel said. He sipped his coffee. “What are you doing this summer? You going to get a job?”
“He’s got no skills. He can’t even do his own brakes on the dirt bikes.”, Kyle said as he entered the room in front of Dianne. He set plates and cutlery down before sitting across from his cousin.
“I can still ride circles around you. Maybe I’ll be a professional Motocross racer.”, Allan said. “Did you bring cups for the OJ?”
Kyle made a face. “I only have two hands.”, he said. He got up to fetch tumblers and another coffee mug for himself, and when he returned a moment later said, “You only ride better than me because you like that vibrating motor under your bum and you keep revving up the RPM’s. Vroom! Vroom!”
Allan laughed. “Don’t knock it till you try it.”, he said. He poured a cup of OJ, handed it to his mom, and poured another cup for Daniel. He bounced in his chair. “Thats why I got the Thrill Seeker seats for my bike. They’re ribbed for her pleasure.”
Kyle turned his head and moaned as he pretended to vomit at the bad joke, and Dianne put up her hands. “Enough. I don’t want to go to bed thinking of my baby boy having sex with bikers.”, she said, and the boys changed the subject.
“Dad, can you get me a job at your shop this summer?”, Kyle asked his father.
“Not till you’re eighteen. Why don’t you go to CalTech this summer and I can put you on as an intern.”, Daniel said.
Allan was making a burrito with his eggs and gravy, ignoring the steak, and his mother chimed in. “Honey, what are your plans this summer?”
Allan didn’t answer at first. He carefully shook some drops of Tabasco sauce into the opening of the burrito before closing it up. He set it aside and carefully moved his biscuit onto his uncle’s plate and set the burrito onto his own plate. Kyle reached over with his fork and stuck it into Allan’s steak. “Are you going to eat that?”, he said.
Yes, of course I’m going to eat it. I’m going to eat the burrito while I fix my breaks.”, Allan said as he stuck Kyles hand with his fork.
“You’re going to have to fix them without me. I’m going skiing with Rich and Jerry Fitzpatric. Come with us. Do the breaks tomorrow.”, Kyle said as he retracted his hand.
“Nope, the wheels are off and I’m not leaving her undressed like a used whore.”, Allan said as he cut into his steak.
Daniel reached over and tousled his nephew’s hair. His enormous hand practically covering Allan’s entire head. “That’s a good kid. Take care of your bike and your bike will take care of you.”, he said.
Breakfast continued until Daniel announced that he had to leave for work and Dianne stood to clear the table. Allan and Kyle helped Dianne with the dishes. And they soon heard Daniels Harley Davidson motorcycle engine roar as he started it. Kyle made one last attempt to convince his cousin to go skiing, and Dianne went to bed, reminding her son not to rev up his dirt bikes motor while he was in the garage.