Date: Fri, 8 Jul 2011 18:55:21 -0700 (PDT) From: MUSCLEDADDY BEAR Subject: Bad Uncles and Dads - Chapter 4. Trucker Uncle Dave Pt. 2 This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locations is entirely coincidental. The sexuality of all characters is entirely a figment of the author's imagination. For those of you that are NOT of legal age, please find other material to read. If you are offended by male/male material, or it is illegal to view such materials in your area, you should be leaving at this time. This story may contain scenes of a graphic nature between father and his sons, or under age boys and adult males, which may not be legal in your area. If you are under 18 or material of this nature is illegal in your present location, please leave now. 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I'd just made the decision to reach out and touch it when he roused. "I'm comin,' boy, jus' takin' my time gettin' my eyes open," he said, gripping the door and hauling his tall broad body out of my truck. We headed to the house and I locked the door once we were inside, running right into the wall of his chest when I turned. He was leaning against the door frame with one hand braced above my head. His right hip was cocked to the side, and his thick cock draped heavily down the other pants leg. Low and quiet, he said, "Touch it." Shaggy hair falling into eyes that danced with amusement, a cocky grin spread across his face while I just stood there frozen in his sudden straight- forward demand. There was no claiming any reasonable excuse other than raw sexual heat at this point for his proposition nor for my submission. I looked down before I could stop myself. With his legs crossed at the ankle, his cock formed a perfect half-circle inside Dad's slacks looking like a thick snake curving around itself under the thin fabric. I looked back up as his body shifted. He placed both hands on each side of my face and brought his face down level with mine as he bent at the waist. His playful smile quickly turned into lewd leering grin. "Touch it, Robbie," he continued, tipping his head to punctuate the command. "I know you want to, boy. Y' glance atta man's cock once when yer jus' curious, maybe twice. But 'cha don't stand n' stare. N,' ya certainly don't agree t' grab your own uncle's dick if you ain't dyin' to. So go ahead, y' lil' tease, touch it." I just stared up at him, feeling my face flush from both embarass- ment and the excitement of his deep voice commanding me to feel his cock. He pulled a hand from the door behind me and took hold of my wrist, pulling it down to the juncture of his thighs. Him guiding my hand, my fingers slid over the bulk of his cock and curved around it. I squeezed the amazing width of it cautiously as it flexed in my grasp. He lowered his forehead to mine, staring into my eyes as he wagged his bushy eyebrows, "Now, ain' t that better, boy?" "Yes," I responded, my voice hushed with the worry that at any minute he was going to pull back, call me a homo, and announce that he was going to tell my parents. "Now, I know your Dad n' Mom. And, I know they taught you better'n t' jus' say 'yes' to a grown-up. Yes, what?" "Um, yes, Uncle Dave." "Try again, boy." "Um, yes sir?" Something about his staring intently into my eyes emphasized that he was a much older man while I was still a boy. His making it clear that he was in charge was turning the heat inside me up on high. "Now, put it all together...." I hesitated for a moment in confusion, but then it hit me. "Yes, sir, Uncle Dave." "Now, we're on track," he said, straightening and popping the buttons of the cuffs of Dad's shirt open. Next, he undid his necktie and started on the buttons holding the shirt closed across his broad chest. The thick of light brown-red fur underneath burst out as each button gave way and the material parted. God, I wanted to bury my face in that dense curling hair. It wasn't until I felt as much as heard the chuckle in his chest that I realized I'd done just that and was raking my face back and forth across the solid grizzly mounds of his pecs. He pulled away and took a couple stumbling steps backward, the liquor he'd had clearly affecting the big man's balance. He stopped with his legs planted apart, necktie dangling down his prominent hairy chest and hairy rounded stomach, shaggy hair brushing past his collar and into his eyes. His dark stubbled jaw lifted arrogantly. "This what you want, boy?" He reached for his belt, jerking the buckle open then undoing the clasp of the slacks above the zipper. Something about the arrogant way he was standing, the knowing confident look on his face, and the movement of his massive hands as they slowly worked to release his impressive cock was almost too hot and sexy for me to take. I wanted to rush up to him, but knew somewhere deep inside myself that was not the thing to do. Once the zipper was fully down, he shoved the slacks halfway down his thighs. His cock hung more than nine thick inches from his crotch over full extra-large balls that hugged the base of his meat. "Come 'ere, Robbie," I closed the few steps between us and reached out to slide my hand over his cock. He grabbed my wrist before I could, though. He looked to the side before turning to level a serious gaze onto my face and clamp a heavy paw on my shoulder, "I'm not real sure what t' do here, son. I haven't crossed lanes since I was a curious kid younger'n you. So, I'm think'n a lil' assssss-sistance'll do us both right fine about now. How 'bout you fix yer uncle a drink?" "Yes sir, Uncle Dave." As I rushed into the kitchen where my parents kept the liquor, I heard him mumble casually, "Fast learner..." I returned with a drink that was half liquor and half coke, just like he'd mixed beside the pool. I'd used Dad's whiskey as Uncle Dave hadn't specified any differently. I guessed it really didn't matter. He was slouched back in Dad's recliner, pants down at his calves, hands behind his head, shirt and tie falling to the sides of his exposed hairy chest and stomach, equally hairy thighs spread wide apart, balls pooled on the leather seat, and long fat cock draping heavily over both. "Get on your knees," he ordered as I handed him the drink. When I knelt at his feet, he took a long pull from the glass and reached for the cigar cylinder in his shirt pocket. Then, he reached over and pulled my face into his crotch. The first thing that hit me was the feel of his cock against my cheek and fuzzy ball-sack against my chin. Next, though, was the scent of him. I took a deep breath and inhaled the thick smell of dust, cedar, and sweat. The warmth that spread through me was like what I'd felt when I'd downed the drink by the side of the hotel pool. "What're y' doin,' boy?" he asked, quietly. "Mmmmm, just smellin' you..." I answered dreamily, intoxicated as much from the scent of him as from my first drink of hard liquor that was still slowing my brain. He lit his cigar, and dropped his voice to a whisper, "Suck it, Robbie....put that big ol' horny bastard in your mouth..." Oh, god, finally! Before, I'd only wanted to touch the hulking cock hanging between his strong legs. But, thought of having it in my mouth had been filling my mind since it occurred to me at the wedding reception earlier. I slid my face lower, snaked my tongue out under the broad head of Uncle Dave's cock, and lifted it to my lips. I suctioned the head into my mouth as something all at once thick, salty, and sweet flowed across my tongue. Disappointment rushed over me as I ignorantly thought he was already cumming. When he groaned and his cock flexed, pushing further past my lips, I realized I was mistaken. I usually pre-came only shortly before cumming, but apparently Uncle Dave began pre-cumming much earlier than that. One of his big strong hands spread across the top of my head, his fingers and thumb reaching from the top of one ear to the other while his other hand reached down to stroke the extra thick line of hair that grew in a bushy trail up the center of his hard stomach. What I saw when I lifted my eyes instantly became a passion that would last the rest of my life. From that moment on, having an overly tall, powerfully built, hairy man...half undressed in his suit...slouched low in a big chair...eyes closed...and puffing a fat cigar while I knelt between his strong thighs nursing his meaty cock would surpass everything in life but having that man fuck me into an incoherent mass of crazed flesh. Suddenly, he sat up leaning one elbow on the arm of the recliner and pushed my head down hard on the cock that was now fully hard and throbbing inside my lips. The change in angle and force of his grip pushed his cock past the back of my mouth and buried it inside my throat! I'd had to nearly dislocate my jaw opening my mouth just to get the head and a fourth of his impossibly thick shaft inside. Now, I had no choice in the matter as he forced in deep...filling and stretching my throat past its previous limits. I'd never swallowed anything close to that size, much less had anything that huge so far down that it was reaching into my chest!! He lessened his grip and began the long slide out just as I atarted to squirm from lack of air. I jerked back and coughed when only the head was left inside, spraying his already drenched cock with more of my spit. I looked down at it, seeing his cock fully hard for the first time. It glistened in the faint light from the windows as towered proudly up from his crotch. I'd been completey wrong when I first saw him through the window. I'd thought his cock was fat as all hell...short but stocky. Oh no. That cock had to be somewhere over ten inches on top of being thicker than a beer bottle! I had no more time to look. He shoved my head back down on that huge ogre of a cock. He pushed it even deeper than before. My nose was crushed against his crotch and my chin was pressed into his balls before he stopped. I squirmed as he ground it into me, this time from pure excitement rather than lack of air. "Oh, fuck, Robbie...you must'a done this before," he groaned out in a strained voice as he began sliding his huge cock in and out of my throat. All I could do was shake my head as he fucked my face with an increasing intensity. I tasted more of his thick precum as it seemed to begin to pour steadily from his massive trunk of fuck-meat. Suddenly, he rose to his feet and pushed me backward. "Get your clothes off, boy." He demanded as he stamped his cigar out in an ashtray and kicked off his boots. "Get 'em off, NOW!" He added, as he kicked the slacks off as well. From the flushed angry look on his rugged face, he was not apparently not happy with the speed of my undressing. I laid on the floor at his feet, now completely naked, looking up at him as he stared down at me with his mind a million miles away. After a few minutes of silent staring, he reached for Dad's tie and tossed it on the floor next to his pants. Then, he worked the too-tight shirt off his bulky shoulders as if committing to something he wasn't entirely sure of. He reached down and grabbed the base of his cock, pointing it down at me, "Somethin' about you, son....." his voice trialing off. "I sure as hell ain't gay. But, I sure as hell AM gonna............" He licked his lips without finishing, then reached down and grabbed me by my upper arm. Hauling me to my feet, he informed me, "I think we better take this out back for gittin' down t' some more serious stuff. Don't wanna leave any mess in the house." Suddenly nervous, I searched my head for an excuse to delay whatever it was he had in mind. "Lemme just lock the door," I said as I tried to pull out of his grip. "Already did that, r'member?" he continued dragging me toward the patio door. "Well, lemme just make sure, Uncle Dave!" I struggled harder to get away. "Don't think so, son" He slid the patio door closed after he'd manhandled me through. "It's just that.." I tried to say, until he cut me off and tossed me to the ground and into the grass on my stomach. "...I don't want anyone..." I attempted to get my protest out again as I tried to rise up. But, Uncle Dave knelt beside me and pushed my chest back down. "Simmer down now, your ol' Uncle Dave's gonna take real nice care'a that hot lil' blond body'a yours." he said, one big hand still planted in my back while the other dragged rough fingertips up the inside of my thigh and across my balls to my asscrack. I went silent, shivering under his touch. "Damn," he said, as if to himself, "aren't you a responsive lil' thing! N,' that lil' tail's about as purty as a girl's, sport." He slid his thick fingers into the cleft of my ass, me jerking and letting a moan escape my lips as they brushed across my sensitive butthole. My ass lifted off the ground, uninten- tionally giving off the appearance of reaching for his teasing fingers as my legs opened wider in excitement. "Awww fuck," Uncle Dave growled at my reaction, moving between my open thighs in a flash. Muscle thickened arms slid under my hips and lifted the back half of me onto my knees as the warm night air breezed against my asshole. Exposed with my cheeks spread wide in this position, my breath caught in my throat at the immediate feeling of complete vulnerability. "OH GOD!" I exclaimed in surprise when a beard-roughed jaw scraped lightly down the virgin flesh inside the crack of my butt...the sand- paper feel of a jaw that hadn't seen a razor in several days making my brain flip inside my head. What was he doing??? Everyone liked the look of a tight butt, both guys and girls. But, spreading one open and going inside?? That seemed gross. The feelings that rushed through me as he worked his rough face against my soft skin was anything but gross, though! It was making my head swim!! The pressure of his chin at the base of my balls left me moving my hips slowly from side to side and craving more of the sensation when he began moving upwards again. In this direction, the sandpaper feeling was replaced by the smooth glide of his strong jaw moving with the growth of his short bristly beard. "Aw man..." I heard him mumble into my skin just as he reached my butthole again, "..skin smells so goddamned young, fresh, n' sweet..." **************************** Arms roped with iron coiled around my thighs in a flash and jerked me back against his furry mouth as his tongue pierced through my butthole and doved deep inside. "AW GOD! OH FUCK! OH FUCK, FUCK FUCK!! UNCLE DAAAAAAVE!! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!!!" I yelled as he pressed my face harder into the grass with his oral assault on my teenage ass. My hips pumped furiously with a mind of their own as his tongue spread my hole and plunged repeatedly inside. "Hot lil' whore..." he growled against my spit-soaked asshole, his voice vibrating against the outer ring, my body humping more wildly in response. "Grab my cock, boy!" he ordered as he dove back into my des- perate hole. I reached back between my knees and bent my back as I strained to reach it. Suddenly, he lifted me by the arms he'd wrapped under my thighs, and scooted forward on his knees. With my head looking behind me in search of the massive cock I'd been ordered to attend to, I was met with a view that stopped my efforts dead in their tracks. His body seemed to blow my mind every time I got a clear view of it! Uncle Dave's muscled up physique, covered in that thick coarse hair that darkened in density each place where one muscle flowed into the next, flexed and rippled in high relief as his wicked tongue both teased and tortured my virgin hole into a frenzy. At the center of it all, thick powerful thighs were spread wide... dark fur crowding and curling over every inch of skin...framing his mammoth cock as it stood straight out and upward over balls perfectly proportioned to his over-sized baseball bat of a dick. Droplets of sweat sheened over his skin and hung in the dense hair covering his heavily muscled body. His cock was so soaked in sweat, it looked as if it had been doused in some thick clear oil that ran down the hulking shaft. Remembering what I'd been told, I reached back and was now able to easily wrap my hand around his jerking meat. Corrugated steel, harder than before, bounced in my grasp as my hand slid over the thick skin covering the long length of his cock. Instantly, I realized it wasn't sweat coating his cock. Precum was flowing from the head like a faulty pipe and, with a few strokes of my hand, his slippery cock syrup began to froth. I didn't even think..didn't consider what I was doing. I pulled my hand away and toward my mouth. "Get back on it, boy!!" Uncle Dave growled into my asshole again. I hurriedly slapped my hand over my mouth and lapped at the sweet salty mess there, leaving my face slathered in the juice of his cock and nose inundated with the tangy masculine scent as I reached back to stroke his cock once more. He groaned at my touch, and his calloused fingers clawed at the sides of my hole, spreading it wider for his insistent mouth. Suddenly, one thick rough finger pressed inside my hole alongside his tongue. I clamped my hand down on his cock and asshole down on his ' finger, expelling his tongue from my hole. "OW! OW!! Stop, Uncle Dave...it's too rough....stop....DON'T!" I cried. "Shut up, boy..." was all he said in a deep quiet voice that seemed focused intently on something other than my protests. "But, Uncle Dave....aaaggghhhhhh..." I sagged in his arms as his finger pushed into the last knuckle. I panted into the grass, my hand stilled and unmoving on his cock as it jumped and flexed in my grip, heated discom- fort searing through my butt. Uncle Dave began softly licking around my hole as I felt another finger pressing against my assring, trying to work its way inside. My stomach went cold and all resistance drained out of me as he forced that second finger inside. His licking of my hole only mildly dis- tracted from the discomfort as my assring pulsed and throbbed heavily against the unwanted invasion. A third fat sausage of a finger began pressing against the outter ring of my young virgin ass!! God! What was he thinking?? There was no way he was going to.... 'Oh fuck" I heard my own voice say only inside my head when that third finger did in fact force its way in. My mind was screaming for their exit when I realized my dick was still hard as a rock, my balls pulled up tight against the base of my crotch. I didn't understand my body's reaction was a complete mystery!. "Oh yeah.." I heard him say as his tongue slashed more aggres- sively around my strained butthole. Though my hand was still no longer stroking his cock, precum continued to flow copiously down over my fingers and thumb. Instinctively, I tried to pull away...using my other arm to drag myself through the grass away from his wicked mouth and thick fingers spreading my asshole. Uncle Dave allowed it this time. Though his fingers stayed lodged inside me and mouth continued lapping inside my asscheeks. When I'd almost gotten my hips to the ground, I heard him quietly say, "I'm sorry, Robbie. Man, I'm really sorry about this," and felt him pull his fingers from my aching stretched-out hole. Why was he sorry? For taking them out? That made no sense! For what he'd just done? Well, that made sense...but, he hardly seemed sorry for that. Yet, his tone of voice was serious, sincere, and laced with honest regret. I didn't understand... He pulled my hips back up some, and with a steel grip on each side, pressed the head of his fat dripping cock against my asshole. WHAT WAS HE DOING?!!! Didn't he just want me to suck his cock? What was he doing putting it at my ass? That's where I went to the bathroom! I'd freaked out when he stuck his tongue up in there. It'd seemed gross until the feeling of his tongue inside me overrode my inital reaction. But, this? Jesus, on to of it all, there was no way that huge cock was going to fit inside my virgin ass. It would tear me open!!!! "NO, NO, UNCLE DAVE, PLEASE!" I protested, terrified and rising up on my arms...trying desperately to pull away again, "Not...AWWWW FUUUUUCK !!!" He shoved several inches of thick ramrod cock up inside my ass ass as I yelled and began violently trying to get away from the tree trunk being forced up inside me! He threw his full weight on top of me, his much taller height placing his head well above my own as 280 pounds of trucker muscle pinned me securely underneath. He bent his head to my ear and growled as slowly stuffed more and more of his enormous cock into my tiny ass, "You asked for this, boy." "I came down here for a weddin.' Not t' have some snot-nosed kid starin' at my cock through a window. Not t' have my own nephew's eyes glued to the bulge in my pants all night. Not t' have him shuck his drawers, then flaunt n' wiggle his tight blond butt in front of me. Shit, he knew! "Not t' have that cute lil' fuck stare up at me like an adorin' lil' puppydog. No...not after goin' two weeks on the road with nuthin' but my hand...two weeks without a wife t' take care of what I need." he continued, his voice low and annoyed...bordering on angry. Over half is cock was stuffed up inside me. Unlike his rough fingers, that bulky cock with its promiment ridges rippled smoothly across my tightly stretched hole as half inch after half inch of the self-lubricated shaft continued forcing its way in. "You think I wanna fuck another goddamned guy?" His low voice and hot alcohol-laced breath sexy as all hell against my ear. "You think I wanted t' find myself fuckin' the ass of a nephew who prob'ly ain't even shavin' yet? "But, this is what YOU wanted, boy....n,' now, I'm findin' that I'm damned well beginnin' t' like it m'self!" he added, punctuating his last state- ment with a thrust of his hips that buried the last of his whopping big-ass cock meat deep inside my smaler body. I laid there with my chest heaving and body shaking from the intensity of it all. What he'd just said,...his long, heavy, muscled, and hairy body pressing down on my smaller, young, atheletic, and smooth one...and his obscenely thick and long trucker-cock stuffing my small seventeen year old ass past its limit. I'd always thought I lose my virginity with a girl in the back seat of a car at the drive-in. Yet here I was...seventeen, a virgin who hadn't even thought in terms of gay or straight before, and I was with a grown man..a big man...even more than that, a big man that was also my uncle! AND...his monster cock was shoved up inside my ass as I laid in the grass of the back yard of my home, my parent's home. My mind reeled with the realization of what I'd gotten myself into. He pressed his thick lips to my ear, "You want me t' stop now, boy? Want me t' pull out n' us both jus' go t' bed n' forgit this ever happened? Huh, Robbie? That what you want?" "No," I answered quietly, suddenly feeling small and intimidated, trying to keep my body from betraying me and pressing back against him. He pressed his lips more firmly against my ear, beard scraping my neck, the sharp smell of liquor still clinging to his breath, "What do you want?" "I... I..." Was he going to force me to say it out loud? "I can't.. I can't say it." "Do you want my cock?" He pressed. "Yes." I said in what was half whisper, half whimper. "Then, say it." He whispered. "Say it, Robbie." "I want your cock, Uncle Dave." I admitted quietly. Something inside me broke, crumbled, when I answered. Because, rising above above everything else...I gave in, faced it, admitted it...with him already inside me, I DID want him to keep going and fuck me! "You want your Uncle Dave t' fuck your tight lil' boy-tail?" His voice deepened in its gravelly whisper as he eased part of that gigantic meat from my ass and then stroked it back in at the same time as he slid one of his wide muscled legs slowly up and down mine, the coarse wiry hair of it rasping electrically against my hairless skin. "Oh god, Uncle Dave..." "Say it, boy." He slid more of his incredible cock out of me and then back in, continuing to stroke the back of my leg with his bigger hairy one. "Uncle Dave..." I pleaded, inhaling deeply and squirming left n' right under the sensual flood of sensations generated by his body pressing me into the grass, the curling hair of his body biting seductively into my soft skin, and his massive cock filling and stroking my insides. "Say it!" he demanded through gritted teeth. When I didn't answer, not for any reason other than feeling too overwhelmed by the feel of him, he demanded again more forcefully, "Say it, Robbie!" "Fuck me..." I pushed my face into the ground, grass and dirt muffling my quiet words. "What was that, boy?" he asked in a leering condescending tone, arrogant and cocky, shoving an inch deeper into me..flattening my asscheeks against him and compressing my butt against my spine. My head snapped up with a gasp from the extra stretch to my hole and the power from the impact of that one single additional inch. "Oh christ...Uncle Dave...Uncle Dave...Uncle Dave.." I babbled, rolling my hips and pulling tufts of grass from the ground without realizing what I was doing. "What, boy?" he pulled back just enough to repeat shoving that one last ass-ripping inch back inside with the same impact as before. I lost it! "Fuck me, for god's sake! You know I want it, why do you have t' hear it??? Jesus! Just.." He cut me off clamping one of those big rough hands over my mouth, withdrew his cock all the way out till just the tip lay at the opening, and then sliced back inside...shoving my ass-ring aside, and jar- ring my spine with the force of him ramming in till he hit bottom. I shoved myself up onto my arms and yelled/screamed into his hand until he pulled it away and my voice cut through the back yard. He dropped his weight on top of me, slamming me back down into the grass, "I got no time t' hear your lil' ass nag at me like a bitchy woman, son...but, I sure do enjoy hearin' y' take my big ol' fat hog up your young tail!" He spread my thighs with his knees and forced my ass up about a foot off the ground, lifted himself off my back and braced a wide paw on the top of my head for leverage, and began rocking his steel drain-pipe of a cock lazily in and out of my ragged asshole. I layed there quietly groaning, my fingers opening and closing at the grass like a cat's paws when it's being petted. I was anything but relaxed, though, laying there feeling as if I were being repeatedly stuffed like a Thanks- giving turkey. Every inch of me was on fire with the sense of being forcibly held down and fucked by this big rugged man. A big rugged man I knew was my uncle, but still a complete stranger. I felt like a female Jack Russell pup in heat for the first time being mounted by a Great Dane...discovering for the first time it's instinctive need to be trapped and filled with cock. The rocking of his hips became more agressive as he began to grunt with each stroke. Never pulling more than half of his oversized meat out of me, the wide head of his cock kept pushing that part of me back open that it had just vacated. That feeling of being partially emptied and then stuffed to the brim again left me shoving back to meet his thrusts as aggressively as he pounded them into me. "Oh damn...oh SHIT!" He exclaimed as he shoved me away from him, rollling me over onto my back in the process. He slowly rose to his feet, fists clenched on either side of the massive cock jerking and bouncing in front of him. He stood there, swaying from side to side and looking down at me with brilliant green eyes rimmed in red...reminding me of the amount of alcohol he'd had. A thick gob of whitish fluid appeared at the long piss slit in the center of that wide blunt cockhead and slid down the underside of his flexing cock. Seeing pearls of cum leaking from his sloppy trucker-cock had me up and reaching to clamp my mouth over it in a hungry flash! "Touch it n' I'll knock you int'a next week, boy!" He gritted out and grabbed me by the hair, holding my face just inches from the cock and heavy flow of precum I wanted so badly. He held me there as he bent his knees and his big hairy body began to tense. I watched as his balls drew up tighter and the plum-sized head of his cock swelled...his piss-slit opening and the flow of precum increasing. "AHHH.....AHHHHH.....AGGGGHHHHH....!!!" His piss-slit gaped just as a thick jet of hot frothy cum spewed out and spattered all over my upturned face. I opened my mouth and strained against the hand in my hair, cat- ching the next blast as it gushed across my tongue and dribbled down my chin. As hard as I tried, I only caught one more eruption from that incredible cock with the rest splattering heavily all over my cheeks, jaw...one shot even dren- ching the hair on the side of my head. "Stick out your tongue, boy..." Uncle Dave demanded. When I did, he laid the tip of his cock against the tip of my tongue, growled, and then bathed my tongue and flooded the inside of my mouth with his thick, salty, sweet load. "Never thought I'd see the day I'd be shootin' my load down another man's throat." He growled out, his breathing fast and heavy. "But, I don't know as I've seen anything hotter than my cum splashin' across your tongue n' sloshin' around inside your mouth." I tipped my head back as some of it started running off the sides of my tongue and down my chin...swallowing while keeping my mouth open wide and tongue against the bottom of the head of long hard meat as the remainder of his load drooled out. "You're a fuckin' whore, Robbie....a goddamned fuckin' whore for your uncle's fat cock, aren'cha, boy." He stroked and milked the last of his cum into my hungry mouth "Get up." He commanded. When I did, "Go in the house n' git m' drink n' cigar...lighter, too, boy...n,' flick that porch light on on your way back out. Hurry your tail up, son. There'll be hell for you t' pay if my dick ain't every bit as hard when you git back as it is right damned now!" I jumped up and ran inside, hearing his deep chuckle as I hurried to get what he'd asked for. I stopped quickly and refilled his drink as my asshole throbbed constantly at the harsh stretching it'd taken in the loss of its virginity. (To be continued) Other stories: Discovering Uncle Tip http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/discovering-uncle-tip/ Teddy's Discovery http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/teddys-discovery/ Hay Baling and Uncle Buck http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/hay-bailing-and-uncle-buck/ Bad Uncles and Dads http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/bad-uncles-and-dads/