Date: Fri, 12 Apr 2019 15:22:02 -0400
From: Bob <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Uncle Bubba's School 3

Uncle Bubba 3

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I was out of town working on a project for the next week. Things were quiet
while I was gone according to Bubba. I didn't know exactly what that
meant. Bubba's quiet was often more active than my quiet.  Roger had
another friend he wanted Bubba to meet, a man named Bobby-Joe. I knew that
the minister of the Charles' Church was Bobby-Joe Hillman. That seemed to
be quite a coincidence. Roger wanted me to be there. Apparently meeting an
accountant was a good business reason for Bobby-Joe to be meeting a
man. Roger had described Bobby-Joe as living in the closet from hell.

Bobby-Joe was perfectly dressed in an expensive suit. Every hair was in
place and the tan was perfect. He was scared. I think he expected a florist
and a drag queen to meet him at the door. Everything he knew about gay men
came from the TV or anti-gay web sites. Bubba was exactly what he wasn't
expecting. That was good.

"Roger told us you might like to spread your wings some?" Bubba asked. "Or
did he say you needed some tension relief?"

"Maybe a little of each," Bobby-Joe said, "I'm not sure."

"It's hard to help you with I'm not sure," Bubba said with a smile. "It's
time for my daily therapy. Did Roger mention I was hurt in an accident? Why
don't you join us?"

"Bubba sometimes a bit unsteady, so I am there to help if he slips," I
said. I think therapy sounded good to Bobby-Joe.

We got to the whirl pool and Bubba stripped. "Naked is easier than bending
over and putting on trunks. Does that bother you?" Bubba said. "We're all
boys here." Bobby stripped and got in the water in record time. His cock
was below the water as I helped Bubba get in. We just happened to give him
a good view of our man parts.  He did not avert his gaze.

"It's unusual for me to be naked with other men," Bobby-Joe muttered.

"I was used to the team showers in High School," Bubba said, "Naked guys
were fine, just guys being guys."

"I remember those too," Bobby-Joe said. "I was the star quarter-back." He
sat next to Bubba.

"I can tell you were a star," Bubba added. I was puzzled by that comment
until I realized Bubba was stroking Bobby's cock under water. Bobby had
closed his eyes and inhaled. I think it was a silent moan. "I can tell
those were good days for you," Bubba added. "Were you the only star? How
did you celebrate a win?"

"Some of the guys really celebrated," Bobby said, "I was too prim and
proper to join in."

"I bet you think about that a lot, don't you?" Bubba asked. "Was the
celebration in the back corner of the locker room?"

"It was in the equipment room," Bobby said. "The coach knew about it, but
he just watched."

"Did the coach ever shower with the team?"

"Only once when we were away at a small school. It was all proper. I was
next to him.  He did make sure his privates were real clean. I was the only
one to see that," Bobby said. "He smiled and winked at me."

"The warm whirlpool water helps with my aches and pains, but everything his
real clean too," Bubba observed. He got up and sat on the edge.  He was
just hard enough to be noticed. Bobby sat on the edge too. He had a long,
thin cock and was fully erect. Bubba leaned over and sucked it.

"Does it taste like piss?" Bobby asked

"The bath took care of that. You do know that when a cock gets excited it
turns off the piss part and switches to the balls part. Everything from
your balls is 100% pure," Bubba told him.

"Tommy is watching," Bobby said. I sat up, putting my erection on
display. I was long like Bobby's cock but quite a bit thicker. Bobby was
trying to look me in the eye, but his gaze focused on my cock,

"Tommy and I are best pals. You know he is an accountant, but he much more
fun and playful that most accountants," Bubba said. We got out of the
whirlpool, dried off and went to Bubba's bedroom. I dried off the floor
around the pool and joined them in the bedroom. Bobby was worshiping Bubba
cock. Worshiping may not be the right word, but sucking was too impersonal
to cover Bobby's actions. I went over to them and sucked Bobby-Joe's tool.

"I'm afraid I might shoot," Bobby whispered.

"All our equipment works the same. It the way we are made," I said. "I like
the taste of an excited man."

"I'm too excited," Bobby said.

"That's why we are here, Bobby," Bubba said. "We are all the same and we
all are sharing our private parts. We know how it's going to end. Relax and
let things flow." I returned to sucking Bobby-Joe. His precum was freely
flowing. "Tommy likes home brew straight from the cock," Bubba
added. `Don't think of him eating your cum. Think of him swallowing the
evidence. He takes every drip and drop. When you leave here there won't be
a wet spot on your suit."

That was when Bobby-Joe let loose and he flooded my mouth with his cock
cream. I was surprised to see that as he shot off he returned to Bubba's
cock. Bubba popped and Bobby sucked it up. We were all quiet and calmed
down for a while.

"I don't believe I did that," Bobby said.

"Don't tell me what you believe, what did you feel?" Bubba asked.

"It was so much more than I expected. It was more than I ever guessed it
could be," Bobby said.

"Ready to do it again?" Bubba asked.

"Give me a few minutes. I need to recharge," Bobby-Joe said. The few
minutes turned out to be five minutes. Bobby-Joe was rock hard. He sucked
me as Bubba took care of him.

"Bobby, take your time and enjoy the cock," I said. "There is no need to
rush. What will happen will happen." He got me off but didn't take the
load. Bobby told us he had to get to a meeting.  He dressed and left. I
suspected he had done more than he expected and needed time to process it
all.  For an anti-gay preacher, it was a lot to rethink.

Bobby-Joe called a week later and came by. He had called from a cell phone
and he was at our door three minutes later. Bubba was at a physical therapy
session and wasn't home.

"I was so embarrassed at what happened last week I was unable to come to
grips with it," Bobby said.

"Are you okay with it now?" I asked.

"I don't know, but I think about it all the time," he said. "Can we talk
about it?"

I said sure and then Bobby-Joe blushed. "Okay, what are you thinking
about?" I asked. "You know I'm not the shy type."

"Could we talk while we are naked?" he asked. Of course, I said yes, and we
went to my bedroom and stripped.

"It looks bigger than I remembered," he said.

"I hope they were fond memories? Let me guess. You are shocked that you
liked it as much as you did?"

"I tried to force myself to not like it. One night I almost convinced
myself of it, but the next morning it was another total failure," Bobby-Joe
said. "Bubba is my kind of man, big muscular and strong. He has a cock, but
it is just a part of the whole package. You are a man attached to a
beautiful cock. You aren't my type. I am only interested in your cock. That
isn't right."

"Sexual attraction isn't the same as affection or love.  Sometimes they are
paired, but that is not as common as you might hope. One of Bubba's pals
told me that at first, he loved my cock and barely tolerated me. The
toleration turned into friendship. He wasn't my type either. Some how my
cock loved his ass and eventually all was well," I explained. "Sex
generates great pleasure, sometime connected to friendship and love, but
there is nothing wrong with just pleasure."

"It seems so superficial," Bobby remarked.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to have your baby!" I quipped. "Gay sex is not
like making a lifelong commitment to raising a family." Bobby managed to
laugh. "I feel you need a little inspiration followed by a lot of
pleasure," I added as I leaned over and licked his cock.

Bobby-Joe followed my lead and we were soon in the 69 position. I took my
time, slowly exploring his cock and balls. He followed my lead as I gave
him advice.

"Try licking the edge of the cock head. It tends to be sensitive," I
suggested. "You might also run your tongue over the slit once and a
while. If you taste some sweet goo, it's precum.  That means you've got me
going. You can also try to deep throat me and then try to suction precum
from the shaft."

"You've been studying this for a while," Bobby mumbled.

"If it's worth doing it's worth doing right," I replied.

"I'm not sure that refers to sucking stuff from the cock," he said. "I'm
not sure sucking stuff from the cock is my thing either."

"I admit it was a bit hard for me to eat a guy's sex juice at first. Bubba
is such a hunk, it seemed a shame for him to waste it. It is the ultimate
Home Brew," I said.

"I just tasted some of your precum. It is sweet," Bobby said. "Does cum
taste good?"

"It not as sweet; it's a bit bitter," I said. "You know what your playmate
is feeling and experiencing as he shoots. I get turned on when Bubba
shoots. I can share his excitement, and know I made it possible. That why
being with friends is good."

"I'm not sure I could take a load, or take it in the ass either," Bobby
said.

"You've been fondling and sucking my cock for fifteen minutes. Most people
would think that indicates you are gay. You aren't a virgin now," I
said. "Eating a load straight from the cock doesn't make you gayer. You
have no idea what you will feel when you explore more possibilities. Some
things will be good, some may be bad. I know some things that were
spectacular for me."

"There is one other thing. A mouthful of Bubba's sperm may taste better
than mine. Knowing he made it in his balls, and it has traveled through his
cock may make it better for you," I said. "That may be the opposite for
fucking. If a guy you aren't interested in fucks you and it's not good,
there is no problem. It's just an unsuccessful experiment.  If the love of
your life does it, it can be more of a problem."

"You want to fuck me?" he asked.

"You need to want it. Until you crave a cock in your ass, don't do
it. Desire is essential for a good fuck," I explained. I had been talking
too much and realized I was getting close. I warned Bobby, but he kept on
sucking me. He took it and continued to suck until I was drained.

"Are you okay?' I asked.

"It was fine. I thought it would be dirty," he said. "It tasted okay. My
tongue was at the slit when you shot off. I like it twitching and
squirting," he said.

"Did you feel odd being so close to a man?  It's so intimate," I asked.

"I was fine with that. I didn't expect it, but it was good," he said. "I am
off to work, but I will call the next time I get a chance.

The next day Tony and Gus came by with Julio. Cheerful and outgoing, Julio
was versatile and always willing to open his ass for a friend in need. He
felt the urge to top only when his was impaled on a cock. He said he liked
to be the filling in a fuck sandwich.

I didn't know if Tony and Gus knew that, but I assumed they would know soon
enough. Bubba turned on Tony and I guessed he would like to get closer. Gus
seemed to like me. I think he saw Bubba as being too good looking to like
him.  I knew Bubba was partial to anyone with an erect cock, but I didn't
tell Gus. I don't mind playing second fiddle, especially if my cock is
plowing a willing ass.

I tend to talk about sex in euphemisms. Julio is much more direct. That
tended to clarify the situation for Tony and Gus. I was pretty sure they
knew this was the "Introduction to Fucking 101" class. Bubba said it was
time to get into more intense sex. Tony asked what that meant. Julio
explained it was ass fucking.  I don't think Tony or Gus were surprised.

"I'm here because I like to be fucked. Guys tell me that I have an
accommodating asshole. It's good for beginners," Julio said. "I can assure
you that no one has ever complained. I also have a good starter cock. It
doesn't exactly have training wheels on it, but it is easy to take. I also
have total control over my orgasms. I never shoot off by accident."

"For some guys having a pal unload his balls in your backside is the high
point of the day. When you are new to the scene it can be a step too far,"
Julio continued. "You will work this out for yourselves."

"I'm not sure I am ready," Gus said. He was sitting on a patio type chase
lounge. He may not have been ready, but he was fully erect. Julio went over
to him straddled the chair and impaled himself on Gus's cock. He did that
in a lightening fast movement. Gus moaned.

"You're okay?" Julio asked. Gus replied with an emphatic "Shit yes!" Julio
began bouncing on the erect organ.

Bubba went over to Tony. He put one arm around him. He stroked Tony's cock
with the other arm. "I wouldn't mind doing that to you. You have a beauty,"
Bubba said. Bubba was more top than bottom, but he knew that Tony was more
likely to open his ass for him if he had already done him. I am not sure
Bubba realized this, but he was much more likely to open his ass for
well-hung, young stud than for anyone else.

"I'm pretty sure I would shoot off it you did that," Tony said.

"Would this be the first time you've fucked a guy?" Bubba asked. Tony
nodded. "I'd like to have your cock in me. I'd love to feel you shooting
off in me and coating my ass with you ball juice," Bubba said as he bent
over. Tony didn't hesitate. His tool was at Bubba hole in seconds.

"What should I do?" Tony asked.

"Just push and see want happens," Bubba said. I knew that sometimes Bubba's
sphincter isn't enthusiastic about Bubba's taste in men. This was not one
of those times. Tony's cock was fully lodged in Bubba a few seconds later.

"What do I do next?" Tony asked.

"Just relax and let your cock do the thinking. It knows what to do," Bubba
said.

As that little drama worked out, I discovered hat the curve of my erect
cock was the perfect shape to drive Gus crazy. I squirted some lube into
his ass, it was tight and warm.  He was responsive.

"Are you okay," I asked. I knew his high school fucking experience had been
bad.

"Can you get any more in me?" Gus asked. I took that as a yes.

Bubba shot off when Tony came in him. Gus shot off too and his twitches
pulled my trigger.  They had to go, but it seemed like a good day for them.

Charles was our next visitor. He came with a choir member Dunstan. Dunstan
was a rather goofy looking guy. He was tall, thin and wasn't exactly ugly,
he seemed loose jointed. I thought it looked as if he needed to tighten the
screws. I had the feeling his was from the wrong side of the tracks in a
town that didn't have a railroad.  When he talked, he spoke in a rich, very
deep bass. He was an electrician and wore working clothes.

Bubba and Dunstan bonded immediately. After 25 years in construction Bubba
knew the type. Dunstan said they had a little fun.

"Did Charles tell you we are into having a lot of fun?" Bubba asked. "So
much fun it will blow your sox off?"

"Charles didn't mention any thing about sox," Dunstan said with a glint n
his eye. Dunstan had a sense of humor.

"Well, Dunstan we have two options. We can chat and get to know each other,
or we could also get naked and get to know each other by cock sucking. The
choice is yours," Bubba said.

"Buck naked?" Dunstan asked. Bubba nodded. Dunstan exclaimed, "Hot damn!"

Dunstan wasn't any better looking naked than dressed, but he was much
sexier. His cock was a soft seven inches and his huge balls hung lower than
the cock.

Dunstan was not shy or timid. Liked porn a lot but hadn't had the
opportunity to do it for real. He was born in a town in the far west of
Virginia and with only 200 residents. The gay community was
nonexistent. Dunstan was not well versed in the social graces and had no
clue how to recognize other gay men.

He was willing to try just about anything. He soon was comfortable with
Bubba and took direction well. I was sucking Charles