Jim and Gary talk in the kitchen.

Jim Walker caught a look in Gary Menard's eye and paused as Peter and Sandy proceeded hand in hand toward the Menards' living room.

"Uh-huh, Gary," Jim said. "What's up?"

"I wanted to ask," Gary began. He leaned nude against the counter in the kitchen, bright and hot in the early afternoon sun. "Dad told me a little about your trip."

"Uh-huh?" Jim said. He stepped back into the kitchen to join Gary. Jim's erection throbbed under the borrowed terrycloth bathrobe. He'd hoped to fit himself in somewhere in the living room, but figured it could wait.

"Pete told me before the trip that you and Sally were regular swing partners with my mom and dad, and that that was what the trip was about," Gary said.

"He was right," Jim said. "How do you feel about it?" he asked, watching Gary's body language.

"Blows my mind just a little," Gary said. He looked at the ground and rolled his shoulders. "But I guess I'm okay with it." His shoulders relaxed.

"Welcome to the new world, as you said," Jim said.

"Welcome to the new fucking world," Gary said. "Yeah. The other part...well. You and my dad have sex?"

"Now and then," Jim said. "More than usual on the cruise. And a little more today for Pete's sake."

"For Pete's sake," Gary said, chuckling a little at the expression.

"Yes, your dad and I got together for Pete's sake today," Jim said. "Peter'd never had a chance on top with a man till last night, so Hank agreed to take Peter for his second ride today. I demonstrated one of our favorite intercourse positions with Hank and then I pulled out and it was Peter's turn to take it all the way."

Gary's penis throbbed and started firming up. Jim looked at the tool that had often penetrated his son Peter's ass, whenever Gary took a break from pronging whatever girl or girls he was hooked up with. Long, thick, and uncircumcised with a prominent head like his dad Hank's.

Jim supposed that he had Gary to thank for starting Peter out. Since that wild night on the cruise, Jim and Gary were the only two men sharing the intimate distinction of having their cocks up Peter's ass and feeling the pulse of Peter's orgasm from inside.

Jim cleared his throat. "We all agreed it was a success, and gave Peter our blessing for his continued success penetrating male ass. Sandy willing, of course, which I expect she will continue to be after the big smile on her face today."

Gary took a long drink from his lemon iced tea and turned to rinse out his glass at the sink. Jim looked at Gary's buttocks, naturally sturdy from Gary's body type, but pale and a little softer than his dad Hank's since Gary wasn't particularly athletic. Jim wondered if Gary would open his back door for Peter, and whether it made a difference that Gary knew that his dad enjoyed being a receiver as well as a giver.

Gary finished up and turned around, his half-erection bouncing.

"Anything else you wanted?" Jim said, seeing another question in Gary's eyes.