Date: Sat, 23 Oct 2021 18:47:35 +0000 (UTC) From: Hunter Green Subject: Chuck McGraw Part 13 The continuing story of Chuck McGraw, a big-dicked, bad ass mother fucker. Soldier. Father. Fucker. Please support Nifty! For legal reasons all of this is fictional. Feedback welcome at: huntergreenmuscle@yahoo.com Chapter 13 - 2004 - Bivouac Ever since that ground-breaking encounter with his boys in the basement on that fateful summer day, Chuck had enjoyed a new and open attitude with his sons. Not that he wasn't open before. He had always been a practical nudist at home. At 35, he towered over other men at six foot four inches tall and was built of 230 lbs. of rock-solid muscle. His arms were 20 inches around when flexed, bulging, and covered with full sleeves of black and grey tattoos. His hair was cut in a marine recon style high-and-tight and had a thick dark mustache that pushed military regulations to the limit. His chin was cartoonishly square with a cleft in the middle. His 32 inch waist and huge sweeping quads were the envy and fantasy of both men and women. When he did wear clothing, it was often just old gym shorts, silkies, or ratty, worn-out t-shirts and tank tops. He reveled in showing off his body, his hard work, and, pretty often, his massive 10-inch monster cock. He was unapologetically masculine. Doors were almost never closed in his house, certainly not by him. His wife was a screamer when they fucked, and he knew for a fact his sons had heard him railing their mom. But now things had shifted. He and his sons spoke far more openly about sex; porn, jerking off, fucking, everything. He also told them more about body development. Bobby was a preteen, his thirteenth birthday coming up soon. Like his old man he was developing early. He was growing tall quickly and his dick was seven inches now, bigger than any other boy in his gym class. He was an athletic kid. He played soccer and softball and wrestled. Chuck had started training him a bit on the old rusty weights in the basement and taught him some basic punches on the heavy bag. He also started emulating his dad in almost every way he could, including being naked as often as possible and never wearing underwear. And Chuck's youngest, Tyler, was always right by his father's or his brother's side whenever possible. Their education in sex was progressing as well. The boys were burning through Chuck's limited porn collection of old VHS tapes and magazines. Chuck would often masturbate with the boys too, sometimes while watching porn, or other times where he would just recount his various sexual exploits. Tyler wasn't able to produce cum yet, but Bobby was. At first, the pre-teen was letting his cum fly all over the basement, the old couch, the coffee table, the floor, everywhere. But soon both Bobby and their father discovered that little Tyler loved the taste of cum. He couldn't get enough in fact. Chuck caught him imitating the pornos, with Tyler on his knees before his big brother as Bobby jerked himself off. Tyler tried to catch as much as he could in his mouth, and this licked his brother clean. But Chuck taught him that if he really wanted it all he had to latch on right before his brother came. He demonstrated, telling his son how to tell when a man was on the edge of his orgasm, all of the signs to look for. "Here is comes, Chief!" Chuck grunted. His young son wrapped both of his small hands around his father's enormous cock and placed his mouth around the glistening head. Chuck put his hands on top of the boy's and showed him how to milk out his baby gravy, stroking slow and hard through the orgasm and after to get every last drop. Tyler took to it like the natural born cock sucker that he was. "Good boy, Ty." His father congratulated him. "Now, do the same for Bobby." Bobby was always ready for another orgasm, in the way young teens are, and it only took him moments to feed his load to his little brother. Chuck talked him through it, but the boy needed almost no more guidance. He was proud of how quickly his son learned. It went on like this daily with the McGraw boys while Chuck's wife was non-the-wiser. The two of them were curious to try everything they saw in porn or the things that Chuck would describe to them. Fortunately, he had already planned a little something that would fit in nicely with their sexual education. Ever since their first encounter down at Fort Knox, McGraw and Todd Tucker had been getting together a couple of times a year to fuck. Sometimes Chuck would fake a TDY so his wife wouldn't know and head somewhere to meet up with the Marine. Other times Tucker would come up to visit. The boys already knew him as Uncle Tucker, their dad's Marine buddy. After a brief visit with Chuck's family, he and Tucker would head off to the woods to go hunting. And they did hunt occasionally and bringing home a buck now and then. But mostly it was an excuse to fuck their brains out. It was getting into Fall and hunting season and Tucker was due for a visit. The boys were excited to see Uncle Tucker, jumping all over him. Standing six-foot-two, Tucker was clean shaven with a shiny shaved head. He was perpetually squinting, giving him an intimidating appearance. Even when he smiled there was something almost evil behind it, frightening most men. He was the very picture of a modern Marine Officer. Tall and well-muscled, nearly the equivalent to McGraw, his skin was bronzed and a large colorful Japanese-style tattoo flowed from his left pectoral muscle over his shoulder and onto half his back as well as down his arm, a souvenir from his first assignment in the Pacific. He brought them gifts, as he always did. This year it was a pair of Marine issue bowie knives. Chuck's wife tutted that Tyler was too young for such a thing, but Chuck overruled her and said he'd teach the boy to be careful with it. In fact, he thought both boys might benefit from spending some time with the men and he announced his decision to take them hunting with Tucker and himself. The boys were beyond thrilled. So early in the morning when it was still dark the day after Tucker arrived, the four of them loaded up in McGraw's truck and headed off into the woods. The boys immediately dozed off, unused to early mornings like the two service members. The men kept quiet so as not to wake them. However, they both made eyes at each other. On these trips Tucker's lips were usually locked onto McGraw's cock as soon as they were out of the driveway, and he'd nurse on that meat for the entire drive. But with the two pre-teens crammed onto the bench seat between them they couldn't. Chuck couldn't help but tease the cock hungry Marine though. He slipped his prick free from his pants through the fly and slowly stroked it just out of reach while Tucker watched. The Marine had his cock our as well, and even slipped his hand under his nut sack to finger his hole. Occasionally McGraw would scoop up some of his prodigious pre-cum on his fingers and reach over his sons' heads to let Tuck have a taste. Pulling up to the campsite in the Blue Ridge mountains around sunrise, the boys finally woke up. Chuck set his sons to the task of gathering up firewood so they could cook breakfast while the men unloaded the gear and started setting up the tent. When the boys were out of sight, he grabbed Tucker from behind, grinding his hard cock into his muscled ass through their pants and wrapped his huge arms around the Marine. "The boys are in for a big surprise today." He growled into Tucker's ear. "Fuck yeah they are!" Tucker agreed. The boys returned and the four of them got the camp set up, the fire going, and breakfast cooked. Afterward they set out to recon the area, taking rifles along. For several hours they hiked through the woods, climbing higher, until they reached an overlook, a rocky cliff bathed in warm sunlight, where they took a break. The view was terrific, and the boys were enjoying leaning over the edge of the cliff into the ravine below. Meanwhile unbeknownst to them, their father, who was leaning up against an outcrop of rock, had dropped his pants and Todd was on his knees sucking on Chuck's cock. "Dad! It's so far down. Can we go to the river later?" Bobby hollered. "Sure thing, bubba. Maybe tomorrow." Chuck replied. He had one hand resting on Tucker's head as he bobbed up and down. "Aww, dad, I want to goÉDAD!" As Tyler started to complain to his father, he looked over his shoulder and shouted in shock as he saw his dad getting blown by Uncle Todd. His shout got his brother's attention who also spun around. "Uncle Todd!" Bobby shouted. "You fucker!" The pre-teen had recently started using some of his father's foul language as he matured. Tucker pulled his mouth off of Chuck's cock, and still stroking the Soldier's dick, looked over his shoulder, "Watch your fucking language there, boy, unless you got the balls to back it up." He smiled as he said it to take the sting out of the remark. The boys got up and came over to where the older men were and took up stations on either side of Todd. Tucker resumed his sucking, bobbing up and down, using one hand to stroke along Chuck's shaft and the other was in a fist wrapped around McGraw's nut sack and tugging on it. "Ya see boys," Chuck said, resting a muscular arm across each of his boy's shoulders, "these little hunting trips me and your Uncle Todd are so fond of taking, we might just have some ulterior motives. Tuck here has been a regular fuck buddy of mine for years. One of the best, in fact." "ONE of the best?" Tucker paused in his sucking to ask quizzically, raising an eyebrow. "Alright. You're the best piece of faggot muscle ass and cocksucker I've ever met." "Damn straight I am." Tucker agreed and resumed sucking. "You fuck Uncle Todd?" Bobby asked, He was staring down Tucker's back to his massively muscular ass that was straining the canvas of his old cammies he'd worn for hunting. The boy's gaze was of unmistakable hunger. "Oh yeah! Ain't no one ever taken my dick like old Tuck here. And he's got the hottest muscle pussy I've ever seen. I can't ever get enough of it." Tuck paused again and said, "And my cunt can never get enough of your old man's fat cock." "I'd like to see that." Little Tyler said. His hand already reached over the as helping Tucker tug on his dad's balls. "Yeah? You would?" Chuck said, giving his youngest's shoulder a squeeze. "Well, it's a good thing Uncle Todd and I planned this whole weekend just so you could." "Yeah?" Tyler's face lit up in joy and expectation. His older brother echoed him a second later, tearing his gaze from the Marine's backside. "Yeah, little buddy. This weekend Uncle Todd is gonna show you how a professional faggot sucks cock and gets fucked. He and I have been talking and we agreed that you both could use a little train up. He's gonna teach you all his little tricks." "Well maybe not all of them. Gotta save some of my secrets to keep your dad coming back for more." The men laughed, and then all four stripped down until they were all just in their boots. Then the boys' real lessons began. They started with sucking dick. With the two boys and Tuck kneeling on the ground in front of McGraw, Uncle Todd give them lessons on the best techniques for sucking dick. Chuck had a massive uncut ten-incher and Tucker could swallow it to the root in one go. He promised the boys that if they worked hard enough, they'd be able to do the same someday. Their uncle taught them how to use their tongue under their father's foreskin and piss hole, how to work the shaft and the nut sack, and how to work in tandem to give their dad maximum pleasure. Most importantly he taught them how to avoid using teeth. After both boys had had some practice sucking dick, mostly using their father's cock but also with plenty of time on Uncle Todd's fat eight inches of cut dick, and even Bobby's impressive pre-teen wiener, Tucker was begging to get fucked. It'd been months since he and McGraw had gotten together for one of their wild fuck-fest weekends and he was aching for it. But Chuck had other plans first. "Bobby, how would you like to be first this weekend to fuck your uncle?" "Hell yeah!" The kid exclaimed. "Can I, Dad!?" It was now high noon, and the sun shone overhead in a cloudless sky. One the rocky cliff above the trees the four of them were naked and dripping with both sweat and, for the older men, precum. "Don't ask me. Ask your uncle." McGraw said, pausing to drink from the camelback bladder of water. Looking up at his adopted Marine Corps uncle, Bobby earnestly asked, "Can I fuck your ass, Uncle Todd?" "Sure thing, Boot," He smiled, hand resting on his hips. "I have one condition though. You have to eat me out first." "Eat you out?" The boy asked puzzled. "Yeah. I want you to tongue fuck my shitter like you'd eat a pussy. Can't have a cock this big," he grabbed the boy's hard dick, "just going in dry and I didn't pack any lube." "You like tongues in your butt?" Asked little Tyler. "Fuck yeah, champ. It feels fucking awesome when it's done right. Don't worry, a good bottom like me always cleans out. Here why don't the two of you check it out." Tucker bent over a large flat rock and spread his legs. Laying on his chest he reached back and used his hands to pry the hairless, tan muscular globes of his ass apart, revealing his winking sphincter. "Come get a close look at this, boys." Chuck instructed his sons. "This ass here is a piece of fucking art. So is this Marine cunt." McGraw was running his hands over Tucker's ass, letting his rough fingers graze over the sensitive ass lips of the other man. The boys following suit and Tucker had three sets of hands roaming over his sweaty ass. He braced himself on the rock with his arms as the boys took over holding his cheeks apart. Chuck told Bobby to lick the sweat from Todd's ass crack. The boy was hesitant at first, but quickly got into it. Under their father's guidance both boys worked their months and tongues over the Marine's ass, eventually probing his hole with their small fingers. Todd rewarded their efforts with loud, foul-mouth moans of pleasure and encouragement, sometimes being reduced to guttural grunts. When Chuck said that Todd was ready, Bobby was positioned behind his uncle and told to push his cock into the older man's ass. His cock was larger than average for even a grown man, but Tucker was used to taking dick, especially big dick like Chuck's. Standing beside his eldest son, Chuck bent over and let a long dollop of spit hit the spot right where his son's cock hit the Marine's asshole and then showed Bobby how to use the spit as lube, pushing it in and around the ass lips. Soon the boy was in and both Bobby and Todd were moaning. He fucked the older man, under his father's direction, first with Tucker bent over the rock, then in other positions. When Tucker was on his back lying in the sun, his legs in the air, Bobby leaning against his uncle's hamstrings slamming into his hole, McGraw squatted over Tucker and fed him his nut sack to suck on. He also had Tyler comer over and taught him how to play with Uncle Tucker's nipples to help out. The younger boy switched back and forth from doing that and sucking on Tucker's cock until the Marine came. Everyone was impressed with how Tyler managed to capture and swallow every drop of cum. 'A natural cocksucker' Tucker complimented him, and his father agreed. Finally, Chuck said it was time for Bobby to breed Tucker's ass so he himself could have his turn. Bobby had been holding back for some time. "Fuck his ass, Bobby. Breed this faggot's pussy. He wants it. He needs that boy cream." Bobby roared in his best imitation of his dad and quickly unloaded his seed with a series of loud grunts. "Oh, fuck yeah," Tucker growled. "Give it to me. Give it to me boy. Yeah. Yeah. I fuckin' need it." Tucker was contracting his kegals, milking the young boy's dick. Bobby collapsed onto Tucker's hamstrings, breathing heavy after his very first fuck. His father brought him back to his senses with a light tap on the side of his head. "Alright son. My turn." Bobby got up, slowly pulling his still hard cock from the shaved-smooth asshole of the older Marine. He marveled seeing his cum-slick uncut boy cock emerging from Tucker's hole. When he saw a dollop of white cream falling out, he instinctually used his cockhead to push it back in. Tucker growled in approval and Chuck said "That's my boy. Don't waste it." Bobby stood up and his father swapped positions with him, settling himself between Tucker's muscular legs. "Ty, help your brother clean off his cock." Chuck ordered his youngest. The boy readily complied and kneeled down in front of his brother to suck his cock clean. "Now boys, pay attention, and your old man is gonna show you how a real man fucks a faggot's ass." McGraw's sneer was full of hunger and had been used to instill fear in many men over the years. "Bring it on, Big Sarge!" Tucker hollered. "Give this Marine what he needs!" McGraw was more than happy to comply to the Marine Officer's order. With one thrust he impaled Tucker with is ten-inch monster cock, using his own son's cum as lube and his entire 230-pound frame to drive it in. Tucker's yell was loud enough to startle birds out of nearby trees, echoing over the ravine. Over the next half hour, he demonstrated to the boys what a grown man, a bodybuilder, and a seasoned Soldier could do with a rock-hard cock and a tight Marine asshole. They fucked rough and hard in every position imaginable, occasionally switching McGraw's cock from Tucker's ass to his mouth, but never for long. The Marine craved cock inside his cunt and no matter how hard McGraw fuck him he begged for more, harder, and faster. The two boys watched, fascinated. Bobby, still hard, had a second orgasm brought about by stroking and his younger brother's talented mouth. Tucker shot another load too, onto his own sweaty chest, which he was fed, sucking it off Chuck's fingers. Finally, with Tucker on his back again, McGraw unloaded inside his cunt, painting the insides of his guts with his baby batter. The orgasm went on forever with both men growling like wild beasts. They collapsed in laughter, both grown men panting, soaked in each other's sweat. Slowly they forced themselves back up and disengaged. Chuck stood and Tucker was joined by both Bobby and Tyler in helping to clean off the Soldier's cum-covered cock. They continued licking up his sweaty body until he told them off, stating that he was 'fucking starving.' So, the four gathering their discarded clothes and rifles and hiked back to their campsite with just their boots on and ate a late lunch. The rest of the weekend in the woods was spent fucking. They tried to hunt but inevitably once they had settled down anywhere someone's dick would come out and the fucking would start again. By the end of it they didn't have any kills, but the boys came away with a wealth of knowledge about sucking dick and fucking ass. Even on the long drive home no one kept their pants on and everyone but Tyler shot a final load before they pulled up into the driveway of the McGraw's house on Sunday night. Saying goodbye to Tucker, Tyler hugged him and whispered in his ear, "I can't wait to get fucked by Dad the way he fucked you, Uncle Todd." "When you're bigger and older, kiddo. If he did that now he might seriously hurt you. But I hope I'm here to see it when you're ready." "Me too!" Tyler said. "You two Boots take good care of your old man 'til I get back." Tucker said "We will!" The boys said in unison. More to cum. Feedback welcome at HunterGreenMuscle@yahoo.com