Date: Thu, 3 May 2001 18:32:20 -0700 (PDT) From: WorshipsMuscleChubs Subject: BULL DADDIES (Part 2) This is a story of the worshipful love of two boys for their 'muscle chub' dads. All the usual disclaimers apply. I hope you enjoy it, and please respect my ownership of this tale. If you do enjoy this story feel free to send comments to . --WMC (Author's note: This segment is fairly brief and serves only to bring the other boy into the action. I don't know where the remaining segments will lead us, but I plan for them to be longer and more involved) BULL DADDIES (Part 2) -by WMC I awoke alone the next morning with the sun already shining in through the window. When I started downstairs I stopped as Eddy came into view. He was kneeling on the floor with his back to me. To his right on the ragged couch in the family room sat Uncle Phil, to his left sat my dad. Their heads were back with eyes closed and their expressions were serene as Eddy slowly ran his boyish hands up and down the rigid pillars that rose from their loins. They were all naked and I gazed in wonder at the supreme contentment of these muscular, big- bellied behemoths being pleasured by my cousin's loving touch. Their barrel chests rose and fell in slow, deep breaths and their thick calves were alternately flexing and unflexing. My 10-year- old mind couldn't help imagining that these men, so full of pride in their brute strength and burly convexity, must surely be what Hercules really looked like. I immediately came up hard in my underwear and began peeling them off. Dad opened his eyes and saw me. A big grin crossed his face as he looked down at Eddy and then back at me with a knowing wink. Eddy was so preoccupied with what he held in his hands that he didn't have a clue I was there until Dad said, "Morning, sleepy head!" I ran to him and jumped up onto his right leg. Laying my face against the pillow of Dad's left pec, I fondled his erect nipple as I watched as Eddy stroke and clutch at our dads' huge penises. He couldn't have looked more thrilled and I couldn't have been happier for him! He beamed up at me with his boner involuntarily twitching like crazy and boasted, "Their hard-ons are even bigger than we thought! They could bust rocks with these things!" I bounced on my daddy's belly as it shook in laughter. "I know! They're HUGE, aren't they? Have you played with their balls yet?" "YEAH, man! I can't wait till ours are that big!" "Me either!" I exclaimed and timidly touched my tongue to one of Dad's erect nipples. "Uh-oh!" said Uncle Phil, "another nipple addict in the family! Ol' Rick's got some nice, big ones, doesn't he?" "Sure does!" I shouted, "But...(I leapt from Dad and pounced on Uncle Phil)...so do YOU!" We laughed as I snuggled up to him and pressed my hard dick into the warmth of his solid, fur-matted gut, then ran my wet tongue over his right nipple. He sighed and, once again, lay his head back. "HEY!" Eddy shouted as he playfully swatted my butt and wriggled up beside me on his daddy's lap to take on the other one. His legs were tightly spread as he straddled his dad's tree trunk thigh, the head and a little more of the man's remarkable dick leering out toward me from between their stomachs. I was totally enthralled by the way the head yawned open in a lurid display of manliness, but resisted my inexplicable urge to slip down beside them and sink the tip of my tongue in it. Instead I turned a little more sideways against him and, with the innocent fascination only a boy of 10 could have, settled for simply staring at it. I absent-mindedly traced my finger around the circumference of the big nipple I had been lapping when the head of my dad's hard-on slid into view on top of Uncle Phil's thick shoulder. My eyes took in its full length and I swelled with pride at the way it loomed so commandingly from his bushy loins, admiring the network of veins on its surface. They were not as pronounced as those of Uncle Phil's slightly thicker erection but, as such, gave his an intimidating look of plumpness. "Let's go make some breakfast, son," he said, covering the back of my head with his thick, wide hand. I stood up and he dragged me over the back of the couch and up onto his belly, my hard dick once again pressed between my own softness and the firmness of another big, hard gut. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his keg like abdomen and ground my genitals into its fantastic girth, causing a jolting orgasm to shoot through my body. In response I slung my arms around his thick, almost nonexistent neck and buried my face in his immense chest, almost cooing my satisfaction. I leaned back to look in his eyes but they were again closed and his smile radiated a warm satisfaction I still can't fully describe to this day. He scooped a strong hand up under my butt to support me and started for the kitchen with his other enormous arm swinging to the rhythm of his swaggering stride, following the contour of the belly I loved in that moment even more than before. We got into the kitchen and he slightly leaned back, placing his hands around my sides to let me slide down him as he had done a thousand times before. But this time I kept my legs tight around his stomach as I did so, I guess hoping to reproduce that electrifying orgasm But what happened next was over all too soon and takes much longer to read than it did to transpire. Much to my surprise, as I slid over his firm curvature the groove of my spread bottom settled snugly and securely on the corpulence of his warm erection. The same shock as from the night before with Uncle Phil surged through me and I involuntarily squeezed my butt cheeks together. Before he knew what was happening I had already slid down its impressive length, my skin breaking out in chill blains as my tightly stretched sphincter made contact with his super engorged cock head. As soon as my feet hit the floor I was eye to `eye' with his excited member, an angry red hue to it and much more turgid than I had yet seen it. His balls, which normally rested against his thighs, were drawn up like he was pinching a baseball in his groin. I started to ask if I had hurt him when a familiar and husky, guttural groan escaped him. Suddenly the veiny beast bobbed up and down and started pelting my face with warm, thick, ropy strands of a white liquid. I was a little confused by his strange expression as he watched his abundantly discharged seed roll down my face and drip onto my chest. It quickly changed to one of relief as he heard the delighted amazement in my voice when I bellowed, "WOW! How did you do that? Do it again!" I grinned from ear to ear and licked my lips. My mouth was permeated with the strange, kind of salty flavor and viscuous texture of his surprising `gift'. I felt the stirrings of an erection again as I suddenly recognized the scent of my butt on his titanic, drooling appendage. I was hopelessly hard again! The next thing I knew Eddy and Uncle Phil came running into the kitchen with their hard-ons bouncing in front of them. They stopped as they saw my erection and my amazed, whitewashed face. Then they saw Dad's sheepish grin and the strands of the strange fluid he had spurted on me still dribbling from his deflating dick. Uncle Phil's burly body almost doubled over as he put a hand to his face and nearly laughed himself to tears at the sight we made! (to be continued)