Date: Fri, 31 Oct 2003 18:08:23 +0000
From: xangel.author@gmail.com
Subject: Farm Fuckers Part 4 of 5 (Incest)

Sunday, I honored my bargain with my brother, even though I knew that he'd
already has his turn with Dad.  I went with Uncle Joseph to town.  I never
knew what was so special about him going to town all the time and thought
that maybe this time, I'd understand.  Hank nodded his thanks to me as we
were getting ready to leave and I nodded back as I closed the cab door.
	"What made you boys decide to change up?"  Uncle Joseph asked just as we
were pulling out along the main road that led into town.  "You and your dad
usually spend Sundays together."
	"Just wanted a change." I responded.
	The ride into town was fun.  We ate at a local restaurant and did some
shopping for things at the farm, shingles for the barn, some lumber and some
wire for the fences.  Just normal stuff, I guessed.  As we were heading
home, we took another road that led high into the hills and I wondered what
it was that made my uncle take this detour.
The view from the hill we finally parked on was absolutely breathtaking.
Uncle Joseph got out first and headed up.  I followed, slamming the truck
door.  It was great!  We could see what looked like the whole world from
here.  I saw our farm and the town and several other things that I
recognized, even from this distance.  My uncle was studying something far
off and I tried to see what it was.  It could have been anything from this
height and I gave up trying to decide.  I looked over at the reservoir and
remembered some nice nights with Hank there.  We'd gone up to see the town
and had a great time.  It was kind of like now, with Uncle Joseph.
"Pretty nice, huh?"  He asked me, putting his hands on my shoulders.  "You
can really feel like you can see forever, huh, James Aaron?"
I leaned back against him and we stood like that for a long time.
"Tell me the real reason you're up here with me and not at home with your
dad."  He finally said as we walked through the woods.  "It's just not like
you."
"Hank wanted to stay home with Dad."  I relented, stepping up onto a small
hill.
"Ah."
"What does that mean?"  I inquired, following Uncle Joseph.  "Ah.  What does
that mean?  Do you know something?"
"Now why do you want to play with your uncle like that?"  He answered and I
became really quiet.  "I know all about everything going on in that house."
"You do?"
"Hell, boy, your daddy and me talk more than you think.  I know all about
last Sunday and the breakfast table...your sweet young ass covered in
strawberry jam and your father making a meal outta your hot boyhole."  Uncle
Joseph said, stopping on the narrow dirt path to look me in the eye.  "Who
the hell do you think you're talking to?  Your daddy and me were doing
things like that before you and Hank were born.  Who do you think taught HIM
to do that?"
"Oh...my god."  I breathed, the realization of what he was talking about
dawning on me even as I stared at him.  "You and dad...?"
"Damn straight, me and dad."  He admitted.  "Your dad's got the sweetest ass
I ever had my tongue in and don't get me started on that sweet meat hanging
between his legs.  Jeezus Jack, but he's a hot fucker."
"Uncle Joseph..." I braved, then, courage growing from somewhere in my
stomach.  "Teach me to do it."
"Do what, boy?"
"Do what you do...did...to dad.  Teach me to do what you did to him.  I want to
learn SO bad and I don't know what to think or what to do or say when it
comes to that.  I'm still young but I want it...like Hank."
"So, Hank's told ya, huh?"
I couldn't think clearly.  All I could think of was Dad and Hank in the
hallway and that little jealousy demon in the pit of my stomach telling me
that I wanted it, too.  I didn't begrudge Hank his time with Dad but I
wanted to do the same thing.  It seemed to make Hank feel SO good and Dad
was the cause. I wanted to do it.  With all my heart, I wanted to do
it...whatever "it" was.
Uncle Joseph came to me, putting his hand under my chin and raising my head
to where I could look him in the eye.  He smiled a warm smile at me and as I
looked at him, a stray bit of hair fell over his forehead.  He brushed it
away and I noticed just how much like Hank, he looked...or rather how much
Hank looked like him.  He leaned forward and just like Hank, he pressed his
lips to mine.  His tongue pushed against my lips and I felt his hand on the
back of my neck to hold me to him.  I wanted to run, I wanted to cry out to
something, I wanted to give in.  The last one won and I threw my arms around
his neck and held on.  I opened my mouth, I touched his tongue with mine.  I
kissed him back with everything I could muster.
"Teach me, Uncle Joseph."  I breathed as he let go of me.  I clawed at his
shirt, tearing the front and scattering buttons all over the ground.  "Take
your clothes off!" I  said, suddenly feeling like a little savage.  I
dropped to my knees and tore at his belt, hoping to rip it off him.  "Show
me your cock, Uncle Joe."  I went on, fumbling with the front of his pants.
"Let me see it...taste it.  Show me how to suck your cock the way you like it.
  Teach me!" I demanded, tearing open his pants to reveal his cock...yes, I
could say the word, now.
"Easy, fella."  He told me, his hands on the sides of my face.  "Go easy,
James Aaron.  It's gonna last you a while.  No need to rush."
"I want it now!" I said, ignoring him.  I saw his pubic bush and realized
there were no underwear to stand in my way.  I reached in, took hold and
pulled.  "Goddamn."  I said as Joseph's cock was revealed to me.
It was fucking...beautiful.  It was a perfect cylinder, lined gracefully along
it's length with thick veins that branched out into smaller ones; a roadmap
of perfect pleasure, I thought as I ran a thumb over it.  I held it up and
noticed the sweet underside was smooth and glistened in the sun.  He had
been sweating and it ran down the shaft as I held it in my hand.  The head
was a perfect mushroom and I had to feel it.  It was smooth...like silk.  I
looked up at him and he was smiling.
"Nice, huh?"  He asked, knowing what I was thinking.  "Hank thinks so, too.
"Hank?"
"Sure."
"You and Hank...?"  I asked, comprehension dawning.  "That's why you're gone
so long on Sundays..."  I continued, never letting his hardening dick fall
from my hands.  "No wonder it takes so long for you two to get home."
"I thought you knew."
"I do, now."
"But you said teach you to do it...I thought you meant like I taught Hank to
do it to me."  Uncle Joseph said, rubbing my face.  "Don't be disappointed,
James Aaron.  I'll teach you something, anyway.  By the time I'm through
with you, you'll be able to make your old dad jump around like a bug on a
hot griddle!"
A nearby rock was where we piled our clothes as Uncle Joseph took up a
tempting position in front of me.  He looked like I must have on the table
that Sunday with Dad.  He spread his asscheeks for me and coaxed my tongue
out onto his hole.  I licked slowly at first, but as he spurred me on, I got
better and started drilling inside of him.  I pushed my tongue as far into
him as I could get it and he moaned his satisfaction.  He reached back and
took my head, pulling me forward farther and farther.
"Drill me, nephew!"  He coached, pushing his ass back at me.  "Come on, son,
fucking lick that sweet asshole until I can feel that tongue in my own
mouth!  Fucking rim my hot hole!  Make me squirm with your mouth, boy!"  He
said, pushing against me even as I leaned forward.  "YEAH!"  He moaned.
"Push that ass-licker deeper, boy!"
I took hold of the meaty globes of his ass and pushed my face as deep as I
could and still be able to breathe.  My tongue swabbed his hole and he
moaned deeper in his throat.  His hands guided the back of my head and I
obliged him.  I reached through and began to stroke his dick.  He moaned
louder and I could tell from the sound of his voice that he was smiling.
"Oh yeah..."
I smiled as I continued to lick and suck his asshole.
Uncle Joseph moved, then.  He stood up and smiled at me.  "You're learning,
boy."  He said with an affectionate smile.  "You've got a lot to learn about
man-love but you're learning and you've got some of the best teachers."
He lay down on the ground, on his back, and pulled his legs tightly into his
chest, exposing his sweet pucker for me.  He pulled his legs far apart and
put a finger to his hole.  The tip slipped inside and I put my face there,
slipping my tongue in beside it.  This was quickly becoming one of my
favorite things to do.
"Put a finger in me, boy."  He prompted and I did as he asked.
I licked my finger and put it in the pink eye's center.  I pushed gently,
not wanting to hurt him.  I wriggled it around and slid in another.  I was
amazed at how open he was as I slid in a third.  I spit on the clenching
hole and he seemed to open up a bit more.  He pushed against my hand as I
slid my fingers into him and continued stroking his cock.
"Goddamn..."  He said.  "You're gonna have to do the real thing, James Aaron!"
  He said.  "My ass is hungry, today, and the fingers aren't getting it
fed!"
"What do you mean?" I asked, stupidly.
"You're gonna fuck me, boy!"  He clarified for me.  "You're gonna stick that
beautiful piece of boymeat deep into my ass and fuck me hard and fast...got
that?"
I understood...I thought.  I looked between my legs and saw my aching cock
bobbing up and down as I slid my fingers into Uncle Joseph's tight hole.  I
heard him groan as I took my fingers out and I knew what he wanted.  He
stood up and pulled me to him, kissing me hard, pushing his tongue into my
mouth and holding the back of my head.  I kissed him back and felt the moan
escape as he took my hard dick in his hand.  He broke the kiss and looked me
in the eye.
"This is what I want."  He said.  "I want to have this sweetmeat up in my
ass...understand?"
	I nodded.  "You want me to put my dick in your ass?"  I said, just to make
sure.
"That's the gist, yeah."  Uncle Joseph said with a smile.  "And fuck my hole
like there's no tomorrow."  He added.
"I don't know if I'm any good at that...I mean, I've never done that before."
"I'll teach you."
He eased me onto my back and stood over me, spitting into his hand.  He
reached down and took my hard rod in his hand and coated me with spit.  He
smiled at me as he stood over me and squatted down.  I felt the spongy heat
of his asshole on my cockhead as he lowered himself onto me.  He grimaced as
the head broke through the ring of muscle and I had to hold the pleasured
scream in as he did this.  He moaned as he sank farther down on me and held
my chest in the process.  I was in a strange sort of pleasure as he moved
all the way down.  His breath left his mouth in a long, drawn-out hissing
and when he had buried my cock in his ass, he smiled widely at me.
"How does this feel?"  He said, rubbing my nipples.  "Feel good, nephew?"
All I could do was moan my answer.
"I thought it would."  He said, clenching his ass around my cock and
standing.
It felt like the tightest glove I'd ever had on my hand being pulled off and
the sensations surged through me like a tidal wave.  His ass milked my cock
as he stood and rubbed it nice and easy as he sank back down.  The feelings
raged in me as I bucked up toward him a bit, forcing him back onto my cock.
He smiled at my eagerness, now.  I took his hips in my hands and started
bucking up into him.  I wanted my cock deeper into him...now that I knew it
could feel so fucking hot!
"Yeah...that's the boy!"  He said, urging me on.  "You wanna fuck, now, doncha
boy?  You want that sweet hole and to fill it full!"
I nodded as best I could on my back.  I smiled, what I know was a goofy
smile at him as I tried to bury myself in him deeper.  He smiled, pulling my
nipples and urging me on.  I didn't need much, as I found my rhythm.  I
started moving my hips into him as he tossed them up to meet me.  We found a
nice way between us for each one of us to get what we wanted.  I would push
forward to bury my cock into his ass and he would twist his hips up to give
me that extra half-inch of his hole.  I felt his body tense as he took his
cock into his hand and started stroking to my fucking him.
"Yeah...James Aaron!  Fuck me, son!  Slam that boy-meat into my aching
asshole.  Make me want it more, baby...do it to me, cocksucker!"
Uncle Joseph stood just above me, the thick, corded muscles of his legs
straining as my cock looked for his hole again.  I thrust my hips up and he
looked pleased as I filled him up again.  He urged me on with his words and
I continued to do him as he wanted me to.  He stroked his dick harder with
every thrust.  He smiled again, wider as his eyes closed.  His hand never
stopped working his cock and my cock never stopped going into his hole.  I
watched between us as his ass ate my dick.  His legs were strained with
standing inches above me and that made him look hotter.
He stood then, repositioning himself so that his back was to me and his
faced the view of the city.  He eased himself back on my dick and began to
work himself up and down on me.  His breathing shallowed as he worked his
body up and down on my cock.  He leaned forward to open himself up more.  I
reached around him and began to fondle his nipples and he moaned loudly at
this attention.  I smiled, pleased with the idea that I'd done something to
please him.  I took his swinging cock in my free hand and continued to
stroke and pinch lightly those hardened nubs of his nipples.  He was moaning
as he fucked himself...and that's what he was doing.  I wasn't in control of
this; he had total control of my cock from his positioning and from his ass
gripping me so tightly.
"Fuck, baby!" He said, slamming into me from where he was.  "This is fucking
awesome!  You open that ass just right with that sweetstick!  You do me so
deep and all...GOD, yeah...just like that...aaagh....yeah...uh...uh...mmm..."  He said, his
voice breaking with every moan or sound that came as he pushed back on my
dick.
He took hold of his cock and balls, pushing my hand away lightly and holding
them, himself.  He braced himself on one arm behind my left leg and began to
fuck furiously on my dick, his head thrashing side to side and moans echoing
through the trees with every backward movement onto my dick.  I was thrilled
at this experience and he made sure to milk my cock but GOOD with his ass
muscles.  It felt like what I'm sure the cows felt like when we milked them.
  The look on his face was one of determination and pleasure.  I liked it...it
made me that much harder as I fucked him.
He pulled me to my feet and laid down on the ground.  Taking one foot in
each hand, he spread his legs wide for me and smiled up at me.  I knew what
he wanted and I knelt between his offering.  I smiled at him as he laid a
foot directly on my left nipple, his toes massaging me there and his other
leg laid across my chest to slip into the crook of my arm.  I gently eased
into him and Uncle Joseph's eyes closed and his teeth clenched together as
he drew a long breath.
"Fuuuuuuuck, James Aaron."  He moaned as I slid all the way into his opening
hole.  "That's the boy...that's my man-boy!  Fill up your uncle's hungry hole
with that sweet meat!  Slide it in and fuck me like before, baby!"
I obliged, working my hips back and forth easy, at first but harder as we
went on.  I leaned over him, bracing my arms on either side of him as my
dick disappeared into him.  I smiled at him before he leaned up and kissed
me.
"You have to take your time with this part, baby."  He coaxed, working his
hips up.  "The bottom guy isn't in control here, you are and you have to
take it easy so that you don't hurt him.  The angle of your cock feels good
like this but go easy at first."
I looked between us and watched my dick sliding into him.  I deliberately
eased into him on the "return" strokes.  He moaned harder and I knew that I
was doing the right thing.  An odd thought flashed through my mind as I
began to fuck him a little harder.  I wondered as I filled him up, if I'd
have gotten someone as patient as Uncle Joseph if it hadn't been him that I
was getting as a "first time".  I wondered if anyone else would have
explained things to me like he was doing.
"Now...a little faster..."  He coached, clenching down on my cock.  "Go a little
faster now so that your sweet boycock is massaging the inside of my ass.
Long strokes but a little faster."
I do as he says and I'm almost there.  I can't last much longer.  This is
all new to me and I don't think my poor cock can stand the sensation!  I'm
gonna blow a big load into Uncle Joseph's manhole if he doesn't let me stop.
  I go on like he says but my breathing is ragged and I'm fighting the urge
to cum.
"You close, boy-o?"  He asks with a slight chuckle.
"Uh....huh." I manage, not stopping.  "I'm close...Uncle...Joe."
The tightness was like a velvet vice on my cock.  Every movement brought me
still closer to the edge.  My hands clawed the dirt beside him and I wasn't
sure what he wanted me to do...I was SO close!  I looked down into his smiling
face, wanting him to tell me what to do.  I was going to blow my load in his
ass if he didn't say anything.
The breeze caught up a bit and I was delighted to get a good whiff of Uncle
Joe's body odor, the thick scent of maleness and sweat mingled with the hint
of cologne he usually wore and I breathed deeply as his legs fastened on my
ass.  His hands held mine in the dirt and I knew, then, what he wanted me to
do.  Without saying a word, I knew what he wanted and I thrust one final
time ^Ö giving it to him.  My cum blew out of my cock to coat the inside of
his sweet hole.  Again and again until I was grunting with each blast and
thrusting to shoot it further into him.
"FUUUUUCK, boy!"  He shouted, holding me tighter to him.  "GODDAMMIT, that's
GOOD!"
I fell forward, breathing heavily, spent.  My cock felt stiff to spite what
I'd just done and I lay on my uncle's heaving chest for a long moment before
he started to stand, moving me to the side.  He put me on my knees and stood
above me, my chin in his hand and a beautiful look on his face...a commanding
look that spoke also of love.
"Open your mouth, James Aaron!" Uncle Joseph growled, his hand wrapped
around his cock, pulling on the tender shaft and reaching toward my face.
"DO it, boy!"
I did as he said and his hand caught my chin a bit tighter.  I felt it as he
moaned like a scalded lion, his voice echoing out and around us.  The first
of his load splashed across my face, beautifully dividing it.  It felt
wonderfully warm and as it ran along my lips, it was joined by another rope
of creamy goodness and ass the third joined them, I licked my coated lips.
His cum tasted wonderful.  Just like his masculine body, there was a hard,
but soft taste to it.  It was salty...very salty but rich like fresh cream.  I
lapped at my lips, my chin, trying to get it all and was rewarded my a thick
jet of the stuff directly into my open mouth.
"Yeah...eat it all, baby!"  Uncle Joe coaxed, smearing his thumb through what
was on my face to feed it to me.  "Eat up...take it all."
Looking up at him, I did as he said.  I met his eyes with mine and smiled as
he fed me.  He put his cock to my lips and I sucked the creamy stuff off of
it, savored it and swallowed it all, gladly.  I wished that there was more
but I was sure as he brought me to my feet that this wouldn't be the only
time this would happen.  He kissed me, hard and held me by the ass to his
body, his still-hard cock pressed between us.  His tongue looked for the
load he'd gave me but I'd swallowed it all...
"That was great, baby."  He said.  "You took all of Sam's load and wanted
more, huh?"  He questioned, pulling his pants back on.
	"Sam?" I asked, dressing, myself.
"My cock...Hank named it, Sam."  He answered.  "I'm not sure why."
I thought of what Hank always said..."Fuck me, Sam," and it all made perfect
sense.  After what I knew of today, I knew that Uncle Joe fucked Hank the
same way I'd fucked Uncle Joe.  Again, I was a little jealous but I wanted
that to go to Dad.  I wanted my ass plowed good by my hot father...and I
wasn't ashamed to admit it.  In fact, that was the thought that preoccupied
me on the way home.