Gary and Ben, "experimenting"

Hank and Veevee, just back from their trip, looked across the kitchen at their daughter Lil and their son Gary's girlfriend Bernie, who wore only T-shirts. Lil's dark blonde bush peeked from under her brother's athletic shirt, while Bernie's borrowed top reached low enough to cover her.

Veevee blinked and asked, "If you're in here, Bernie, who did we see out in the van? Where's Gary?"

Bernie and Lil looked at each other.

"Gary went out to show Ben the sound system in Stuart's van," Lillian said.

Veevee looked at the bright pink blush on Lil's cheeks, and raised an eyebrow. She and Hank had seen the van rocking on its springs, and she guessed Lil knew the boys were up to something more than just checking out the speakers. "Ben?" she asked.

"Ben's my cousin," Bernie said. "He's in town for a visit."

Hank and Veevee looked at each other. Did something need to be done? Nothing? Or were they just too tired? Veevee's hand curled into Hank's and squeezed. He squeezed back. She concentrated on keeping a straight face, and held back a giggle by pure willpower.

Out in the van, the two young men were immersed in the sounds of heartbeat ambient music from Stuart's six-speaker sound system. The windows were fogged up from their breathing, and the air was warm and humid.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Gary cried. He rolled his head from side to side as Ben's cock pumped in and out of his ass from behind. His knees quivered, his whole body feeling shivery and unsteady from the powerful, unfamiliar sensations. It didn't hurt, but it didn't feel good any more. "Aw fuck, stop!" he said.

Ben held his position.

Gary panted, recovering his breath. "Out," he said. "Damn, you say Bernie really likes this? It felt good for a while, but I can't take any more."

Ben pinched the base of his condom and kneeled back until the head of his penis popped out of Gary's anus. He gave Gary a friendly slap on the butt. "Hey, you did great for a first time. If it felt good at all, it'll feel better with practice." He wrapped up the rubber in a wad of tissue and gave his penis a once-over with a wet wipe.

Gary rolled into a sitting position. He had lost his erection when the experiment of taking a cock up his ass had gottten uncomfortable. But looking across at Ben in the dim light, tall and wiry, stroking a wipe down his prominent hard-on, he felt his cock swelling again. "I can't take any more practice tonight," he said. "but I'm not done. I wonder if Bernie is up for another round?"

"I am," Ben said. "But I saw the girls working on ice cream sundaes," Ben said. "Chocolate or sex? Fifty-fifty, I'd say. But if you want a run at me instead, it's only fair." He slapped his butt. "Or we can finish the way we started."

Gary laughed. "You know, that was the second time I've done 69 with a guy in this van. Stu's friend Trent and I did it when everyone else was drunk at a beach party. I couldn't stand how stupid everyone was being, my girlfriend had thrown up and was sleeping it off, and it just seemed like the right thing to do at the time."

"Your girlfriend?" Ben asked. "Bernie doesn't drink."

"Before Bernie," Gary said. "Sharon."

"So what'll it be?" Ben asked.