Date: Sun, 13 May 2001 09:17:20 -0700 (PDT) From: WorshipsMuscleChubs Subject: BULL DADDIE (Part 5) This is a story of the worshipful love of two boys for their 'muscle chub' dads. It is ONLY a FANTASY to which 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 chat by email at . --WMC BULL DADDIES (Part 5) --by WMC In a few minutes Dad showed back up in the doorway, his tremendous shoulder width nearly filling it. His face was cleaned of my uncle's come and he held a can of vegetable shortening in one hand as he silently ran the other over the length of his raging hard-on, knuckles of both hands obscured by powerful sinews. He wasn't really stroking his dick, just lightly running his fat fingers over its bulky contours. "My turn to give these fellas something to remember from this trip!" he said to my uncle with a look of mischief on his handsome face. I noticed that their heavy beards, which tattooed their jowls midnight blue in their normally clean-shaven state, were starting to blend into the ring of fur around the bottom of their thick necks. Dad laid his thumb over the breadth of the base of his dick and slipped his fingers under and behind his tightly drawn, almost baseball-sized nut sac making it stand out from his thighs. I had never imagined my dad in such a totally sex driven display of masculinity before. My eyes were riveted to him and my pulse quickened as I took my own boy meat in my trembling hand. Dad slowly pressed down into his pubic fat to show off his fantastic length for us. We admired his display then he said, "Ok, Rover. Hike that hiney of yours up here where I can hang it on this!" Uncle Phil whistled long and slow as he raised his eyebrows, then ran one of his furry paws over his close cropped hair and muttered, "Oh, Lord! Something tells me I'm fixing to get pay-backs for gagging him on my dick like that." Eddy and I tittered nervously as Uncle Phil positioned himself on all fours down at the foot of the bed, resting on his elbows with his hands folded together. He looked up at us with his "brave face" on. Dad smiled, brimming with supreme confidence, as he stepped up behind his brother and pushed his dick up length-wise through the hairy crack between the muscular, round buttocks that slightly parted before him. The head and a little more, looking more crimson and fiercely turgid than it had all night, proudly snaked into view from between the tops of Uncle Phil's furry butt mounds before cozily snuggling up against the bottom of the manly gut that led Dad's powerful stride. Dad backed off from the cradle of Uncle Phil's crack and set the small can of grease on top of his butt. Eddy and I were mesmerized by the slowly developing scene. He stuck two fingers down in the can and scooped up a huge dollop of its contents on them. He slowly swaggered around the bed, his rigid hard-on rhythmically bouncing to each purposeful step as his arms swung around the contour of that gorgeous belly. When he was sure the three of us on the bed had his formidable member in full view he ceremoniously slathered the beast in the white goop on his thick fingers. He occasionally took another firm grip around its base and his nuts and menacingly wagged it in our faces. Uncle Phil looked serious, but not exactly dreading what was about to happen, as he stared at the generous coating on dad's imposing dick. Dad turned around and fanned out the dense muscles of his broad back for us, looking almost sway-backed because of the tremendous curvature of the muscled globes that topped his massive thighs. He resumed his wide, manly stance behind Uncle Phil and scooped up more grease from the can. His huge muscles briefly snapped to attention as he worked the grease into Uncle Phil's crack. Dad's hand slipped down out of view and Uncle Phil screwed his face up a bit. "Looks like I'm the one with a finger up his butt now," he said to us in a good-natured tone. "Can I stick mine in it?" Eddy asked excitedly as he held up his extended middle finger. "Sounds fair to me," he said with a laugh. "Me too?" I quickly jumped in. "Sure!" he grinned, "Might as well both take a poke. I have a sneaking suspicion I'm going to need all the warm up I can get for this." We hopped off of the bed and ran behind him on either side of my dad. We watched closely as he worked his finger around in my uncle. He pulled out his grease stained finger and let us take turns sliding our hands in the slick crack to explore the moist warmth of Uncle Phil's rectum with our extended middle fingers. "Dig in as deep as you can. Feels good in there, doesn't it?" he knowingly asked. "Yeah!" I said. "REAL soft!" said Eddy before asking Dad, "When are you gonna stick your dick in it?" "When we've got his hole feeling good and relaxed," Dad said, "here, let me work on him some more. My fingers are a lot bigger." Dad sunk in two of his fingers causing Uncle Phil to moan. I hopped back up on the bed doggy style with my face in his. "Does it hurt?" I asked him. "Nope. In fact, the reason we do this is to keep it from hurting when we shove our dicks in," he replied, then he called back to Dad, "Try three now." Uncle Phil gasped a little and I looked over his butt to see Eddy's mouth hanging open in amazement. Dad smiled down at him as he rotated his hand at the wrist. "Don't worry, sport. He's enjoying this much more than you can possibly know right now," my dad comforted my concerned cousin, "Remember how good his finger felt inside you?" I saw the light switch on in Eddy's eyes. "Hey, Chris," dad called, "you might want to come back here and watch this." I climbed off the bed and ran back to him, dying to see what he wanted to show me. He pulled his fingers out my uncle's butt and used his thumbs to pry his beefy cheeks apart. "See how his butt hole is all wet looking and pooched out like lips puckered up for a kiss?" he asked us. We swallowed hard and nodded. "That's what one of these things should always look like before you stick something the size of a dick in it. Dicks as big as ours can be very painful if you don't. There's another way to get it like this but he would need to be a lot cleaner for me to show you, and I'm not sure you're ready to see it just yet anyway. Now, you fellas hold him open for me," he instructed us. We slipped our hands over the greasy slabs on either side of Dad's hands and held them apart. "Stretch him open real good, now, and watch how easy the head of my dick goes in him," he said, clearly relishing his turn at bat. Dad grabbed up his dick and balls to show off his impressive length for us again and lined it up for entry. The puckered hole disappeared behind the wide, blunt head as he pressed against it. "What do you boys think? Is it gonna fit?" Uncle Phil asked, feigning concern. "I don't know, Daddy!" Eddy squeaked. About that time Dad leaned in and the head of his dick flattened against the resistance of Uncle Phil's sphincter. Suddenly his butt just opened up and swallowed the big, purple looking knob of Daddy's thick pole in one great gulp. "N-n-n-g-g-g-u-u-u-h-h-h!" the titans roared in unison. Eddy couldn't take his eyes off the sight before him but I ran up to check on Uncle Phil. He was gritting his teeth and loudly grunting as Dad held his ground. "I'm alright," he assured me with a wink, "just fine. Go on back and watch the show." I climbed up on the bed beside my kneeling uncle and rested my arms on his back, looking down on my dad's dick splitting his muscular buttocks. "Help Eddy hold him open. I want you to get a good look at this," he reminded me. I grabbed onto the cheek on my side and pulled it tight. "You might want to hop up next to your dad like Chris, there," Dad said. Eddy quickly did as he was told and grabbed onto his dad's butt again. Our exclamations of astonishment grew louder with each bulky inch Dad fed through the tightly stretched opening that helplessly clutched at his enormous member and peaked just as Uncle Phil's butt pushed up into Dad's belly. We fell back on the bed, whooping and hollering as we scrambled for the pillows. When Dad saw he had our attention again he ran his hands down the spherical curvature of his immense belly and down onto Uncle Phil's firm butt cheeks. He sighed as he squeezed them together against the base of his dick. "SHOW TIME!" he announced. We screamed our delight as he hooked his thumbs behind his gut and made his massive pecs stand up for us. The great slabs of muscle slowly rolled up his barrel chest until they proudly stood at attention with his erect nipples peeking out through his substantial body hair. "COOL!" we screamed. He grinned as we howled our approval and then dropped his arms to his sides. Suddenly he started waggling his pecs at us and we responded even more noisily as we watched his large, brown nipples wildly jumping up and down independently of each other over his round, fur- matted belly. For the next act in his show he placed one hand on the crease that ran up the middle of my uncle's densely muscled back and hoisted the other to show off his melon-sized upper arm in a bicep display, looking back and forth between it and us. Suitably pleased with the reaction that got he once more dropped his arms to his sides. He then leaned back enough to lift his gut up off of Uncle Phil's butt and, almost as if exploding, bounced his muscles out in all directions from his stocky frame. These all too familiar poses had never spoken to me with such authority as they did with his lumbering hard-on buried deep in my equally massive uncle's up-turned ass. Then, with no warning, he started slapping his hips up against my uncle's bottom. I could see the fat on Uncle Phil's round face jiggle with each forceful blow my dad dealt his behind. "O-h-h! (slap) He (slap) must (slap) real-(slap)-ly (slap) be (slap) put-(slap)-ting (slap) on (slap) a (slap) cli-(slap)-nic (slap) back (slap) there (slap) for (slap) you (slap) guys!" Dad slowed to a halt and sunk his dick to maximum depth in my uncle as he said, "Whew! If I don't slow down I won't last another minute in there!" He hiked his right leg up on the bed next to his brother's. His head suddenly fell back and seemed to lie on the mounds of muscle piled up around his neck. Uncle Phil grinned at us and started undulating under the hairy gut over his butt. Dad quickly pulled out and noisily slapped his dick in my uncle's juicy crack a few times, then said with a sly grin, "Whoa! Not so fast, brother! I've got one or two more things I want these guys to see!" "Ok, ok! If one of us is in charge, right now I'd have to say it was you!" he said with a good-natured laugh. "You guys stand behind me here and let me show you something else," Dad said, quite pleased with our excitement. We hopped down from the bed and went to the spots he pointed us to. Peering up under Dad's butt we could see his tight ball sac. Its coloration, heft and skin texture made it look a little like an orange. Beneath it were Uncle Phil's nuts, pushed out toward us from between the backs of his mighty thighs by his ample belly and hanging very low. "What's that smell?" Eddy asked. Dad interrupted his plan long enough to turn around and hold his dick under Eddy's and then my nose. "It's kinda stinky!" I said. "Trust me, once you've sunk your dick up to your balls in one of these things they start to smell better than you might think," he said with a grin. He turned his back to us again and lined his dick up with the bluish lips of Uncle Phil's spasming hole. He put his right leg back up on the bed and we gasped at the ease with which his hard-on slowly sank in again. Eddy and I watched with intense scrutiny as his balls came firmly to rest against the top folds of his brother's sagging scrotum. "Keep you're eyes on Phil's nuts," he said as he brought his leg back down and started rocking into the muscular globes at his groin. Dad's great balls rolled seductively on my uncle's and pushed back up under his own ass cheeks until they filled the gap between his thighs. He gradually picked up speed until Uncle Phil's big sac was comically flopping around from his powerful impacts. He then changed his angle of penetration slightly and started grinding his hips against his brother's spread cheeks. Slowly but surely the head of Uncle Phil's dick began to appear below his bag, slowly thickening and lengthening before our amazed eyes. Dad pulled out again and grabbed up Uncle Phil's low swinging bag. "God! What a set of nuts!" he exclaimed in admiration. We rushed up to his side and stared in awe as he draped them over his muck-streaked hard-on. This made me even more aroused and I couldn't resist running my hand over the lusty display. He then pulled back and let the great bag swing free again between his brother's legs. Losing no time he covered up Uncle Phil's swollen sphincter with his fat dick head and sank in balls deep with astonishing speed. "U-U-U-N-N-N-H-H-H!" Uncle Phil roared at top volume. "Ok," Dad said, "get behind me again. Tell me if his dick is hard yet." "As a ROCK!" we affirmed. Dad started working the distended orifice with his entire length, eliciting a flurry of grunts and groans from my uncle. He drove into him with increasing speed until, at last, another mighty roar escaped my uncle and his huge dick spat several ropy strands of his thick, white come in a puddle between his knees. "WOW! YOU MADE UNCLE PHIL COME!" I yelled in near disbelief. We cheered our amazement and then Dad yelled, "Ok, come back up here beside me QUICK!" Eddy and I scrambled into place and watched in awe as he took the last three full-length strokes into Eddy's dad, completely removing himself before lunging back in. These strokes were very forceful and made squishy sounds that could be heard even over their lust-filled, animal like grunting and groaning. The withdrawals of his incredibly thick length from Uncle Phil's sphincter tugged its bluish, gripping lips outward - especially over the bulky knob. Dad pulled out for the big finish and aimed his glistening dick at the well fucked hole, which lewdly gaped open long enough to take much of the first blast from Daddy's menacingly bloated organ. Five more streaked Uncle Phil's butt and ran down his hairy crack. As soon as the initial blasts subsided he buried the head of his dick back in Uncle Phil and ran his hand up and down his corpulent length, milking the rest of his come into my uncle's squishy hole. Eddy and I quickly started running our hands over Uncle Phil's come covered butt cheeks, freely working them in and around Dad's invading member and smearing them in his juice. Then we furiously fisted our pink, raging dicks using his slick come to hasten our imminent orgasms, as Uncle Phil had done with Eddy earlier. Dad watched us with delight and, after we noisily vocalized our own dry orgasms, he pulled out of his brother's butt. Uncle Phil slowly climbed off the bed and sank his hands in his crack, massaging Dad's come into his inflamed sphincter. "You sure gave it hell back there, buddy!" he said with a grin. "Too much?" Dad asked him. Uncle Phil saw our delighted faces. "Nah! Not under the circumstances," then with a friendly slap on Dad's butt, "Good job!" Then he turned to us with a serious look and said, "We know you boys have been experimenting with each other for quite a while now and that you were bound to start discovering this stuff on your own pretty soon. That's why we wanted to go ahead and show you how to do it correctly. Now, it probably looked like were playing pretty rough tonight, but that's not how we started out. Try to remember we've been doing this together for over 20 years so we've sorta grown into it. Promise us you'll go easy with each other till you get the hang of it and that, if anything doesn't feel right, you'll come to us about it. Ok?" "Yes, sir!" we assured him. "I think Rick and I have about had it for tonight. Let's go wash up and hit the sack." "We're with you guys!" we beamed in admiration. We wet some wash cloths and went out on the porch into the night air to clean up. After we were done with that we went inside where dad changed the sheets and we all climbed into the king size bed together. Our dads' physical enormity limited the available space on the otherwise huge bed, so each effortlessly hoisted his respective son up onto his belly. We lay our heads on their massive chests and instinctively explored and groped their vast, furry, muscular expanses with our boyish hands until we all drifted off. (to be continued)