Date: Sat, 24 Jun 2000 20:03:25 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <Bldhrymn@excite.com>
Subject: Uncle  Jake 9

Uncle Jake Part 9

By Bald Hairy Man    e-mail  bldhrymn@aol.com or bldhrymn@excite.com

This is an adult story intended for adults. It is a fantasy, so I again
remind you that have done away with the requirements of safe sex, and no
gesture toward common sense too. This story follows on my earlier stories,
Snow on the Mountain and Preaching to the Choir.  They aren't required
reading, but it might help you to get to know the characters better.
Another story, White Tail Lodge deals with Clyde and Wilbur, the twins. If
you have any suggestion or comments, please e-mail me.


When I woke that morning Herb was staring at me in the bed next to Jake."I
loved last night. " He whispered. "It just got better as the night went
on."  Herb was in my ass at east five times and Jake had done the
same. "You got looser and more responsive each time we screwed." Herb
continued. "It was unbelievable how you fucked me with Jake in your ass."

"Was it as good for you as it was for me?" I asked.

"I don't know but I can't imagine it feeling any better to anyone else."
Herb said. " I've never felt so close to two men in my life."

"I don't think you could physically get any closer." I said smiling. "I
liked playing Jake's cock. I was just doing what he wanted." Herb was
fondling my cock and was working his finger into my hole. "Do you want to
fuck me again?" I asked.

"What do you think?" Herb said with a smile. "Are you game?" Of course I
was, so, Herb went in for a sixth time. I wasn't too excited so it was a
leisurely screwing.  We had a pleasant conversation as he slowly pumped my
ass, while he rubbed his big cock head against my prostate. Jake woke up
and joined in the conversation.

"Clyde really is a find Jake." Herb said. "He's still enjoying it!"

"Herb, can you teach me what you did with your ass while I screwed you last
night?" I asked. "It was great."  Herb told me what to do. Jake gave some
advice too and I practiced a bit.  My cock had been relaxed for most of the
time, but after ten minutes trying to manipulate my chute to make Herb
happy, I had a spectacular erection.

Jake slopped some lubricant on it, got on his back and opened his ass for
me. My cock slid in Jake's ass like a hot knife through butter. Jake smiled
and relaxed after I went deep and then Herb rammed me again.  It was real
good.  I had touched Jake's ass before and fingered it and licked it, but I
had never had a cock to prostate experience with it.

"Clyde is my cock now!" Herb said as we coordinated our movements. Jake's
chute was tight and warm.  He was smiling and talking with Herb and me,
when I moved a bit and began working another part of his ass. Suddenly his
eyes glazed over, and I knew I had found a really good spot.

The odd thing was, as he went into sexual heaven, I began to go there
too. I began to feel the same feelings and get more and more excited.  Jake
was a big man, but his cock must have doubled in size. I had never seen
anything like it. His ass became tighter, and I realized that it was my
cock getting bigger. I was actually stretching Jake, and Jake was enjoying
every minute of it.

I have to admit that Herb was doing his own enjoying. We were three happy
guys. Jake began to shoot and the contractions, almost convulsions, of his
ass pushed me over the edge. I popped and Herb was right behind me, filling
my ass with his cum. We were happy campers.

The rest of the morning was quiet, and Herb returned home at ten. Jake
turned on the classical music station on the radio and I fell asleep for
the afternoon. I woke at three when Will returned with Scooter.

Their weekend had been a success too. Will was kind of quiet so I had a
good guess as to just how successful it had been.  Jake had a problem with
one of his tractors and he and Scooter went off to look at it. I had a
chance to talk with Will.

Scooter was a red-neck fucker, but he and Will had a good time. Will liked
to be fucked but had spent a good deal of the weekend in Scooter's ass, and
Scooter seemed to like it. All cock, all ass, all weekend. I told Will
about my time with Jake. He understood. He and Scooter had experienced
similar feelings.

Jake and Scooter returned and Scooter went home. The weekend was over and
life returned to normal. We had a quiet dinner and went to bed with no sex
at all. We were all tired.  Monday we all worked from the time I woke to
sun set.

As we sat in the shower, enjoying the steam Will opened up the
discussion. "Clyde says you got it on big time yesterday." Will said. "A
night to remember."

"It surely was, a really good night." Jake said. "And morning too. Clyde
has a great ass."

"Clyde said your ass is good too." Wibur said.

"I know what you are angling for, but not tonight." Jake said. "I need to
think things out. We all need some sleep. Maybe tomorrow." As it turned
out, tomorrow was not a good day.  At nine trooper Ronnie came by. Two
children were lost in the woods and we were needed to search. They needed
people who knew the woods and Jake fit the bill.  By this time Will and I
were familiar with the lay of the land and could be of help.  A search
party from the town would arrive at our place shortly.

The children were Pearsons, the grand children of the couple that had hit
Jim's car several weeks before.  "It all bodes ill." Jake said. "No one in
that family has an ounce of common sense.  The kids were twelve and
fourteen, and most kids that age in this area were able to take care of
themselves."  They had been gone for two days before the family called the
police.  Jake figured that something had happened to them. Hurt or dead was
his guess.

At ten a van drove up with the search party.  It was lead by a trooper from
Charleston, who clearly had no experience with the woods at all. There was
a cousin of the kids, Bubba Pearson, and a young guy and two of the ugliest
men I had ever seen. They were Cal and Clem Evans, the young guy was some
sort of a relative of theirs. He looked normal.

Will and I aren't exactly the perfect models for those International Male
catalogues, but Clem and Cal were ugly. Just put together wrong, Cal was
tall, thin and ugly, Clem was short, broad and ugly.  I was trying to
figure out why they looked so odd when Jake got us moving. He was going to
take the trooper and Bubba on the east side of the property, we were to
take Clem, Cal and his relative on the west side.  We were to separate ,
but always keep withing voice distance of each other.

We set off.  I was with Clem and Cal, Wilbur and Mike the nephew.  We were
gone about fifteen minutes when I realized that we had lucked out.  Clem
was ugly but he knew his stuff.  He hadn't been on out property, but he
knew the way the mountains and the way they worked. He also could tell the
difference between animal tracks and humans.  I was carrying a heavy back
pack with food, water and first aid supplies, as well as a radio.  He
offered to carry it. I told him it was all right, and he said he'd take it
after noon.

Every three minutes I would bellow out and the other members of our party
would answer. Around one I called everyone together for some food and
planning.

"It seems to me that this like finding a needle in a haystack. We have no
reason to think they are here." I said. "Was there any word where they were
going?"

"Shit, the family didn't know they were gone for two days!" Cal said with a
deep mountain drawl. "I went to school with their pappa, Elmont. Dropped
out in eighth grade. His mamma mentioned something about the kids looking
for gold, or treasure or something like that."

"Goldburg!" Clem said.

"What?"

"Goldburg, the old Goldburg place."  Clem continued.  "They were the
jewelers here, they had a big house on Hard Luck Mountain. Burned thirty
years ago. There's an abandoned coal mine on that mountain. I got the radio
out to call in this information but the batteries were dead.  The place was
about seven miles away, so Will returned to the cabin with Mike to call in
this information and Clem, Cal and I started off in the direction of the
Goldburg place.

Seven miles in the woods is a lot of miles in the woods, so it was slow
going.  It was around four when Cal found traces of humans in the woods.
Two people.  I decided to try getting the radio to work again. I opened the
radio up and found an unattached wire.  The radio burst to life and I made
contact with the main search group.  They had just received Wilbur's call
and were concentrating in our area.  It was a hot day and we rested for a
few minutes. The men took their jackets off and unbuttoned their shirts.
Cal was sort of a blond. His chest was covered in silky hair almost long
enough to comb.  Clem was dark and was covered in curly black hair so tight
you could hardly see his chest.  They looked like they were horse dicked,
if the worn marks on their jeans was any indication.

We set off again.  About an hour later we reached the ruins of the Goldburg
place.  The stone walls of the house remained, while all the wooden members
of the house had ben consumed by the fire. "I can still smell the fire! " I
said.

"Hell no." Clem exclaimed. "That fire was thirty years ago. We are smelling
something more recent." It didn't take long for us to find the remains of a
recent campfire. We clearly were on the right track.

I took a piss break beside the path and Clem and Cal joined me. My Daddy
had taught me to pull my dick and balls all the way out of my pants when I
was a young kid, so I wouldn't piss on my pants with my short kid cock.  I
still did it even though I could clear the pants easily.  Clem and Cal were
of the same school.  They were big boys. Guys talk about man meat, but
these boys were meaty. Their low hanging tangerine sized balls were held in
a hairy sack, and framed the uncut cock. There was lots of extra skin, but
I had a good idea there was a lot of dick inside the skin too.

"You got a lot for a boy."Clem said. I had been so busy looking at them I
didn't notice then checking me out.  "Mike is real nice , but he ain't got
anything like yours." It wasn't a come on, just a statement of fact.  I
figured we shared the same interests.

Cal was soon on the trail. There was no effort to hide their path, but no
order or direction to it The boys tail was meandering.  "You know," Clem
said. "We both are supposed to have the same momma, but I will swear that
daddy must have fucked bloodhound bitch to produce that boy! He's a
tracker."

"You look like your momma?" I asked.

"Shit no! She was pretty! Daddy said she must have mistaken a bear for
him!" He laughed. "Her sister is Mike's momma.  Mike's Aunt Alice has been
raising him after his folks were killed in an accidedent.  She was the only
one of the girls in that family to have any sense in the men they
married. Daddy was nice enough, but he weren't no catch." As was typical in
this area, every conversation included part of a family tree.

"Never married?" I asked.

He laughed louder. "Who in hell would marry us. Country boys with nothing
to offer." There was no bitterness in his voice, only amusement at the
thought. "Cal and I are fine as we are. Too settled in our ways."

"Those asshole kids are circling around again." Cal bellowed from ahead of
us. "You would think they could tell the difference between up and down on
the mountain!"

"Do you remember Elmont in school, brother?" Clem bellowed back. "He could
get lost in a toilet stall!"

"How that fool got kids is beyond me." Clem said, talking to me. "Small and
stupid." I got four times the baby making equipment that he has, and mine
has never been used."

"It's a shame you never used it." I said.

He looked at me with, what I took to be, a sly glance. "You can do other
things with the equipment than make babies." He said slowly.

"Will and I know you don't need a woman to have a good time." I said,
pausing. "A real good time." He look at me and smiled.

"Maybe after we find these dumb ass kids we can have a little celebration?"
He said.

"I'd like that. I said. It was beginning to get dark. It was mid summer,
but the mountains cast deep shadows.

"Quiet!" Cal yelled. We caught up with Cal and were quiet and stood
still.. "I can hear something."

We all yelled together, and heard a cry in return. A few minutes later we
found a cave in above an old mine shaft. We saw two figures about ten feet
down. We had found the boys. We had a rope so Cal and Clem lowered me into
the hole.  The boys were fine.  One of the boys had hurt his arm, but it
seemed that one had fallen into the hole, the other went to help him and
they didn't really try to get out. I used my shirt to tie up the arm.  They
were big boys, well above two hundred pounds and I wasn't sure we could get
them out without hurting them.

Clem and Cal pulled me out and I got the radio to call for help, but it had
gone bad again.  It took me a while to get it working. It was dark before I
got through.  They said it would be a few hours before they could get here,
and to leave the boys in the hole in case they were injured.  We were on
our own for a while.

Clem and I lowered Cal down to stay with the boys and take them food,
although starvation was unlikely. Cal said he would keep the boys company
and Clem and I relaxed.  We had a blanket and the food and water we hadn't
sent to the boys so we made ourselves comfortable. The day had become hot
and didn't cool down at night.  The humidity began to rise. I had my shirt
with the boys in the hole. Clem took his off. We ate something and I dozed
off.

When I woke it was pitch dark and there was nothing but the sounds of
insects and animals. Clem was playing with my tit.

"Sorry." He said. "Did I wake you?"  "Nope." I said. "No problem."

"You are awfully hairy for a kid." He said.

"I'm not that much of a kid anymore." I said. I rolled over and touched
him. I ran my had down his side ruffling his body hair.  I expected to find
a belt, but my had ran over his love handles, then his ass, then his
thigh. I continued up the inside of his legs and cupped his balls and
cock. "You'r nice and relaxed." I said. "Too tired to celebrate now?"

"Not at all." Clem said. "You like to feel man cock?"

"Yep, but I'd rather taste it." I couldn't believe I said that, but Clem
didn't mind.

"Take you pants off and we can get more comfortable." Clem instructed. I
did, and in a second Clem's warm mouth had enveloped my dick. It was hard
to see in the darkness but I located Clem's meat and stuck my tongue out.
I found the puckered end of his foreskin and began to work my tongue in.

I didn't know what to expect. Over the last month everyone I met had been a
friend of Jake, and he was particular about the men he let in his bed. I
had never picked up a man before and Clem wasn't what would be regarded as
a catch.  I didn't know if he ever took a bath.  It was dark in the middle
of the forest and I was working my tongue into the dark dong of Calcutta.

I have mentioned before that I liked cum and pre cum. The inside of Clem's
foreskin was the most intense taste of man sex I had ever
experienced. There was old cum and precum and every time I licked the head
he oozed some more.  I loved it. The cock was big, but the skin was loose
and there was room for his erection and my tongue.  His cock was like a
puppy that responded to every thing you did.  It twitched, it shivered, it
oozed and dripped. This big, ugly man had a monster cock that had a life of
its own. Everything I did was appreciated, for every action there was a
reaction.

"You're good, boy!" He whispered.  "Someone's given you some lessons!"

"You're good too. " I said. "But unless you want a mouth of jiz, we'd
better slow down." I heard a noise in the distance.  "They're one the way!
I'll have to owe you a load. "

"Shit!" Clem said. "I owe you a load too. They only get bigger the longer
you wait." We quickly got dressed and called to Cal in the hole telling his
that the rescuers were on the way.

The rescue squad , police and half the town arrived.  They had searchlights
and equipment and loaded the boys on a stretcher and lifted them out of the
hole.  We were the heros of the moment. Our pictures got in the paper even.


After all the confusion Trooper Ronnie took us back to Jake's. It was dark
and late.  Jake, Wilbur and Mike were waiting on the front porch. We told
them of the search and our good luck finding the boys. "The boys are fine,
only a bruised arm." Clem said. "They still are stupid.  It would have been
a lot easier if they had decided to climb out of the hole."

Ronnie was going to take Clem, Cal and Mike home, but we all seemed to hang
around, and I had a sense that everyone was waiting for something.

"I don't know about you guys." Will said. "But I never felt so dirty in my
life. I need a shower."

"Me too!"  Mike said. "I would hate to smell up the patrol car."

"Go ahead." I'll wait. You guys deserve a some consideration" Ronnie
said. "I thought those boys were gonners."

I was standing next to the trooper when Jake came up to Ronnie and
whispered into his ear. "Come join us. The new boy is real interested."
Will and Jake must have made friends with Mike when I was getting
acquainted with Clem. We all trooped into the bed room , took our clothes
off and went into the shower. The water felt great and we all were
dirty. As soon as we were reasonably clean we relaxed.

Mike and Will were with Ronnie. "Mike's never tasted trooper cock. Do you
mind?" Will asked. Mike was already on his knees and Ronnie did not
object. I looked for Clem to see how he reacted to Mike.  They were with
Jake feeling each others equipment. I joined the older men.  The night
wasn't over.