I got an e-mail from Kim about two weeks after her visit. She had aced her mid-terms. She felt getting away from the campus and being able to relax helped greatly. She also thanked me for the special lessons. And she wondered if she, and possibly, a roommate could visit during spring break.
I told her that I was glad she did well on the midterms, the special lessons were my pleasure (which they really were) and she and her roommate were more than welcome to visit during spring break.
Kim’s Mother, my sister Ellen, also e-mailed me. I apologized about not making time to stop by and see her and her husband, Bill. I also told her that I enjoyed Kim’s visit (little did she know how much I enjoyed it) and I was glad Kim had done so well on her mid-terms.
Ellen replied that Kim said she had a relaxing visit and that she had learned a lot. Ellen also mentioned that she had a serious matter which she would like to discuss with me before Bill contacted me sometime.
I told Ellen that I would make arrangements to stop by soon. There was also an e-mail from their son, Bill, Jr., my nephew. He said he had talked with Kim. He had a problem bothering him and she suggested he talk it out with me.
I replied and told him he was welcome, like Kim, anytime he wanted to visit. He wanted to know if the following weekend was o.k. It was. He said he could drive down from his college that Friday evening if it was o.k. It was. He would be at my place about six o’clock or so.
I cut my road trip short and got home early Friday afternoon. I wrote up my service notes and last minute orders and e-mailed them to the office. Bill, Jr. arrived right at six. We got his stuff into the house and he got settled while I fixed us something to eat.
After dinner, we sat around and drank beer and talked about things in general - his classes, my work, his Mom and Dad and so on. I told him that I was going to soak in the hot tub and he was welcome to join me.
He grinned and said o.k. and that Kim had told him about the no swim suit rule. I asked him if he was o.k. with that. He said he was. I told him there was a robe in his room if he wanted to wear it, I hope he liked red wine, and that I would meet him next in the hot tub.
I went to my room and stripped to a pair of sandals. I got two towels out of the linen closet, filled a carafe with wine, got two glasses and walked out to the hot tub. Bill, Jr. was already in the tub and the robe was not in sight. He glanced away as I walked across the patio to the tub.
I put the towels on a bench and set the wine and glasses on the deck. After turning on the jets, I slipped into the tub and poured the wine. I settled back and asked Bill, Jr., ”What is this problem you mentioned?“
“Well, Uncle Brad.”
“Please, It’s just Brad.”
“O.K. The weekend Kim was visiting you, Dad came to visit me at school. There was a tournament going on and I knew he wanted to see some of the games. Well, he came up Friday afternoon and, after dinner, we went to one of the playoff games.”
“Go on.”
“Dad was staying at my place. I share an apartment with three roommates. It’s an old frat house that has been divided into several large apartments. The place sleeps six so we each have a room plus a couple of rooms for guests or friends. The bathrooms are kind of odd because the old shower rooms are still in place. So it’s not unusual to shower with a roommate. Just like at a men’s gym.”
“Your Dad have a problem with that?”
“No, he didn’t know it yet. Anyway, he wanted to know if my roommates would be in. I told him they probably would be. He suggested picking up a couple of pizzas and some beer on the way back. I told him that was great, the guys were always up for free beer and pizza.”
“When we got to the apartment, Dad introduced himself and I got the pizza out and popped five beers. The guys had been watching something on TV. Dad said he didn’t want to interrupt them and they could go back to watching whatever it was.”
“Did they?”
“They sort of hemmed and hawed around and said they were watching a skin flick. Dad told them to go ahead. Larry said it was a bi porn film. Dad said that was fine. Larry turned the VCR back on and we watched the flick and ate pizza and drank beer.”
“So?”
“Well, I was sort of embarrassed, but Dad seemed to enjoy the flick. After it was over, we cleaned everything up. I showed Dad to the extra room and we called it a day.”
“Do your roomies always watch skin flicks?” I wasn’t surprised Bill enjoyed it after seeing his cache of porn flicks in his shop.
“A lot of the time. Larry is somewhat of a swinger, I guess you could say. Don is pretty laid back and nothing seems to bother him. And James, not Jim, James, roomed together with Larry at another place.”
“How did you guys meet?”
“Don had the apartment and advertised for roommates. Larry and James moved in after I did. They said their other apartment was too cramped with too many roomies and friends hanging out.”
“You all get along.”
“Yes, we get along fine. Everyone is real cool. Although, I suspected Larry and James got it on together sometimes.”
“Got it on?”
“Yes. They seemed to spend a lot of time in each other’s room.”
“And did that disturb you?”
“Not really.”
“What about your Dad? Did anything happen that upset him?”
“No. Late the next morning we played a pickup basketball game that got pretty wild. After it was over, Dad said he was going to shower and get ready to see the afternoon playoff games. Anyway, back at the apartment, Dad stripped and put a towel around his waist and went down to shower. When I got to the showers, Larry and James were showering too. I hung up my towel and entered the shower room. Dad was washing his hair and I noticed Larry checking him out.”
“Checking him out?”
“I don’t know how to say this, but I didn’t know Dad was so heavily hung.” I thought about Bill’s mouth filling seven-inch cock and his heavy balls.
“Go on.”
“Anyway, it looked like Larry was checking him out. Larry offered to wash Dad’s back and Dad let him. James was blocking my view but it looked like Larry brushed his dick across Dad’s butt while he was washing Dad’s back.”
“Did that bother your Dad?”
“He didn’t seem to even notice. Then he offered to wash Larry’s back.”