Date: Tue, 17 Jan 2012 17:03:57 -0500 (EST)
From: ArchHop@aol.com
Subject: Joey and Uncle Artie, Chapter 4

Joey and Uncle Artie
Chapter 4
Awesome Art

     One of the best parts of writing for Nifty is developing new
friendships.  Thanks for all the notes; keep them coming (archhop@aol.com).
Three years have passed since Chapter 3 and its time to check in with Joey
and Art to see how their lives and loves have evolved.

Joe

    This summer I turn 17, and I have to admit I've developed into a pretty
good looking hunk.  With my added age and bulk, I think I deserve to drop
the "y" and become Joe.  Of course, I'll always be Joey to my family and
many friends.  I've been really active in sports, and in the off-seasons, I
go to the Y every day for a hard work out.  I'm now right at 6 feet and
weigh in at a solid 195.  I have shaggy auburn hair and blue eyes.  My
musculature has developed nicely and my cock has grown to a full 6 ½ with
some thickness.  My pubes are bright red and that's a little embarrassing
but I've learned on line that it's a big turn on to many.

     I've done quite a bit of dating of girls and gone to my share of
dances.  With a couple girls I've had some pretty hot sex that was really
satisfying, but lately I've admitted to myself that guys really are what I
lust after.  Jeff and Amy have stayed a steady great couple but that has
ended our close relationship.  Chad is as hot as ever.  Luckily he seems to
be okay with our "friends with benefits" relationship since I'm not
interested in coming out of the closet in high school.  Whenever we get a
chance, we find a private spot and go at it like the starving boys we are.
Chad is slightly shorter than I and only about 170 pounds but what a hot
body!!  I love to strip him down, lick and nibble all over his body until
he is squirming, and then mount him for a healthy ride.  We've tried about
every possible position and option, but we always come back to him on his
back with his legs around my back.  Just thinking about sinking into his
hot hole has me worked up.

   My family asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I knew without any
question—a trip to California to see Uncle Artie.  They readily agreed
and I'm getting myself together for the trip.  I had hoped to go last
summer, but my mom's brother broke his arm.  He and his son Jim farm about
twenty miles west of here.  There was no way that Jim could handle all the
work while Uncle Ted recovered so I was recruited to help there.

Art
    That hot summer three years ago when I met Tom has flown by fast.
Rather than the distance cooling our relationship, it has grown deeper.
It's amazing how much passion can be conveyed over the internet and phone.
It doesn't compare to being able to smell and touch your partner but it has
managed to keep us close.  We've sort of committed to a long term
relationship and we dearly love each other; however we've agreed to not
limit ourselves completely since there is so much time that we're
apart. Tom plans to move in with me in California a year from now when Jeff
goes off to college.  He's been reluctant to uproot Jeff as he finishes
high school and is really afraid of Jeff's reaction to our
relationship. Luckily Tom is in a profession that allows for easy
relocation; I am not.

    Since our meeting I've usually returned to Missouri twice a year and
Tom has made two trips to San Diego.  When I'm in Missouri, we schedule as
much time together as possible.  Fortunately the two families are quite
close.  The summer visits center around the pool which is usually alive
with teenagers and often their families.  Tom is a very gracious host.
Usually the crowd eventually thins out and we can spend the last hour
reestablishing our passion.  As you know I yearn to have Tom deep in me but
he has taught me the joy of topping too.  The first time he squealed like a
stuck pig as I slipped past his tight sphincter.  He persevered and by the
end of our slow fuck, he was groaning like I do.  Apparently I hit his
prostate just right because he let out a yell and came all over his belly.
I laughed at his surprise.  He grabbed and tickled me until I lost it and
spilled my load deep in his ass.

     When Tom would visit me in California, it was so easy and comfortable.
We could be naked all day long and kiss and hug with no fear of being
discovered.  We would often spend hours in bed and go out for a nice meal
or show and then head back to bed for a luxurious sleep in each other's
arms.  You know from my description what a loving and hot man Tom is.  You
really should see this stud.  He is about 6'2" and solid.  His body is
covered all over with a gorgeous layer of hair that falls in nice swirls on
his chest and legs.  His nipples are average but stand up in tight nubs
when he's excited.  And then there's his fabulous equipment--seven thick
inches that stand up proud and tall when I'm around.  Otherwise it hangs
nice and heavy over his big balls that hang pretty close to his crotch.
His ass is fabulous too.  It's not a sweet bubble butt, but instead tight
muscular buns covered with a light dusting of hair.  Oh, I just love his
body.

Joe
     Last summer I worked with Jim on my uncle's farm.  Although I enjoyed
the work and getting to learn about crops and livestock, I realized what a
hard way that is to make a living.  Jim was a senior in high school when I
was a freshman.  He is now 20, unmarried, and committed to farming the rest
of his life.  I knew him mainly from family functions; however the age
difference kept us from getting close.  In high school he was a part of the
ag/country music set so our paths really didn't cross much.

     On my first day of work, Jim took me immediately to the Farm and Fleet
to get me outfitted in the appropriate gear.  I assumed that since it was
the hot Missouri summer, I'd wear shorts, a T shirt, and old sneakers.  He
told me in no uncertain terms that would not work.  I would be fried to a
crisp and scratched from head to foot.  So he bought me khaki slacks, a
long sleeved shirt, a floppy hat, and a pair of tough farm boots.  He told
me to wear a pair of old gym shorts and a T under this for times when we
were out of the sun.

    Man was it hot.  I was so tired and hot that I would just collapse
after work and hardly eat a thing.  As the days went by, I found it was
easier and I liked the complete work out and the intensity of the work.  We
baled hay, weeded the soybeans, and took care of the livestock.  When we
were in the barn cleaning the stalls, we would strip down to the under
layer.  When we did that, I could see what a magnificent body my cousin had
developed.  He was a little shorter than I, deeply tanned from head to
foot, and covered with muscles.  In no way was he a pretty man but his
smile was dazzling.

     At the end of the second week he suggested we knock off early and head
for the pond at the far end of the property.  I eagerly agreed since I was
dripping wet and covered with straw dust.  Off we went in the pick-up to a
nice shade surrounded pond.  As soon as we got out, Jim started stripping
as he ran to the water.  I quickly followed him, watching to see how far he
would go.  Soon he was buck naked as he dived into the water.  All I could
see was his muscular tapered back and his hot tight buns.  Nice.  Not to be
seen as a prude, I removed the rest of my clothes and jumped in.  Jim was
standing there watching me and he whistled and yelled, "Nice body and hot
bush."  I blushed and quickly did a surface dive.  This was not Tom's clean
pool and when I came up, there was a glob of algae on my head.  Jim laughed
and said, "Let me take care of that."  He did by pulling me under and
ruffing up my hair.

     I bobbed to the surface and gave chase.  He was a strong swimmer but
in that small pond I was able to catch him easily.  I jumped on his back
and drove him under.  That started a wrestling match that had both of us
laughing and spitting out pond water as we were alternately pulled under.
I quickly realized that Jim was enjoying the contact since he could easily
have gotten away from me.  Each time he pulled me under, his hands seemed
to take some liberal grabs at my butt and cock.  Not to be outdone, I
climbed on his back as he tried to swim away.  Rather than be thrown off, I
held on tight as he swam around the pond.  This position put my cock tight
against his back bone and of course I got hard.  Feeling his muscular chest
and arms was a delight so I enjoyed the ride.  Jim then swam to shore and
said, "Let's get a little sun."  He climbed out but I was afraid to appear
with my wood until he spun around and I saw him in his full glory.  Jim
wasn't completely hard but definitely hanging full and big.

    Jim went to the pick-up and got a blanket, 2 towels, and some sun
screen. He plopped down and motioned for me to lie beside him.  The sun,
good company, cool water, and light breeze were all fabulous. I commented
that this was the good life and Jim reached over and gave me a hug and
said, "So glad you like it cousin; I really appreciate your help."

     I didn't pull away and we kind of dozed off lying side by side.  Soon
I heard Jim yell, "Holy shit. We fell asleep and now you're a lobster."  I
laughed and replied that I just turn red easily and that it was ok.  He
didn't buy that and insisted on applying sun screen to my naked body.  He
knelt next to me and with his big strong hands began to rub the lotion on
to my hot skin.  I glanced over to see him concentrating on my back as his
large cock swung back and forth.  Oh I wanted to suck on that for a while
but knew I had to be cautious around him.  Well the massage continued and
it felt wonderful.  In spite of myself I started groaning with his long
strokes.  He did my back, neck, arms, and then headed south.  He lightly
covered my butt and then proceeded down to my legs and even my toes.  I
couldn't help myself as my legs parted and my ass raised a little.  With
that sign, he came back north and gave my buns a good working over.  By
this time there was no question about my state.  I was moaning and
squirming in his hands and spreading my legs wider apart.  Seeing that, Jim
reached lower to fondle my balls a little and then crept up my crack.  His
finger traced up and down as he slowly applied more and more pressure to my
hole.  I peeked back to see his cock standing at full erection. It was a
site to see.  Beautifully trimmed with a large mushroom head, it stood out
straight as a pole.  It was a beauty and looked even better with a big drop
of precum hanging from the tip.  Jim saw me looking and gave me a warm
smile.  I knew it was all ok now.

    Jim next took another squeeze of lotion in his hand and his fingers
started slowly and sensuously running around and around my hole.  Then
little by little the fingers started poking in.  Soon one, then two, then
three fingers were slipping in and out and I was now groaning loudly and
passionately.  Jim then whispered, "Do you like that little cousin?  What
else do you want me to do?"

     I croaked out, "Fuck me now.  Quick.  I need it."  That was all it
took.  Jim got between my legs, coated his head with lotion, and pushed at
his target.  I was so ready that there was almost no resistance.  In it
slowly went as he lay on my back.  Deeper and deeper he went until his
pubes were pushed up against my ass.  He lay still and started to lick and
kiss my neck and ears.  I begged him to fuck me and he started his slow and
deep thrusts.  We were both so turned on that we came together in a long
climax.  When he was done, Jim lay down beside me and then said, "Oh Joey,
I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done that to you.  Please, please forgive me
and I'll never touch you again."

    I put my arms around him and pulled him to me saying, "It was so good
and I wanted it totally.  Don't worry.  This just makes us closer."  Jim
smiled with a relieved look on his face and leaned in to give me a deep
kiss.  I responded in kind and soon we were rolling over each other,
laughing and smiling in peace.

After my happy times topping Chad, I now knew that I was truly versatile
and ready for about anything.