Date: Sun, 4 May 2003 10:47:10 -0700 (PDT) From: Bob Archman Subject: Uncle Ken 5 By Bald Hairy Man. Contact me at bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com. This story is all fantasy, all gay and mostly bear. If you don't like that, Don't read it! The four of us cooled down after our orgasms. I was hoping for a second instalment, but the phone rang. One of Father Bill's parishioners had been hospitalized and he had to go. That killed the right atmosphere, so everyone went home. By the time I got to my house, Uncle Ken's car was in the driveway and another car was parked in the street in front. I went in the front door. "Is that you, Tommy?" Ken called from upstairs. "Yep." I said. A few second later, Ken came down the stairs. He was wearing shorts and a tee shirt. There was a wet spot on the shorts where his cock leaked. "I've got an old friend with me. If you want to join us, it's fine with me." Ken said. He dropped his voice. "Don isn't much of a looker and he's a pure top. He's also a big boy. Do you feel like trying out a horse cock?" "How big?" I asked. "Can you take it?" "You've got to see it." Ken said. "I can take it, but it's a chore. Worth the effort, but you may need to work at it." "Can I watch?" "Don's not into that. He's had his share of watchers and he wants action, not admiration. When your hung like him, there's no shortage of lookers. Guys talk big but don't deliver." Ken explained. "He's been burned too often." I thought a few seconds. "I guess I'm willing to give it a try." I said. We both went upstairs and into the bedroom. Ken was right about Don. He wasn't a looker. He was tall and gangly, balding with a hairy chest and a treasure trail to the treasure. He was 8" soft and the monster was both big and lumpy. Uncut, you could see the outline of the head under the skin. There was a drip of precum in the pucker. His balls hung just as low as the cock. I must have stared. "You like it?" Don asked. He had a strong Southern accent. I was taking my clothes off and he saw I was already hard. "You don't need to answer that. Your cock is answering for you." he said, smiling. "Damn." I said, "How big does it get?" "Get closer and lick it some." he replied. "You'll find out soon enough." I got on my knees and looked at his cock from eye level. It looked even bigger. He peeled back the skin and exposed part of his cock head. I stuck out my tongue. He moved toward me an inch or so. His precum dripping, piss slit was within range. I stuck out my tongue. "That's it boy! It's pure, red neck, love juice." Don whispered. "100% pure and Hi-test!" He was right about that. As soon as my tongue licked the slit, he oozed a big glob of precum. It was all he said it would be. I had noticed I liked precum before, but had never licked so much of the sweet fluid before. I concentrated on his cockhead and the oozing slit. Working my tongue into the space between the skin and the head, I found a supply of hot precum, oozed earlier when he was playing with Ken. It wasn't as fresh. The stronger taste and smell turned me on even more. Don liked what I was doing too. His cock grew. I was so preoccupied with his head; I didn't focus on the entire cock. "How is it you like to top so much?" Ken asked Don. "Necessity!" Don said. "I've never found anyone who could deep throat it, so fucking is the only way I get to use the whole thing." "Well it would be a shame to waste it, that's for sure." Ken replied. "That's what the first guy I fucked said." Don added. "Do you remember Baldy?" "Sure, the Chief Petty officer?" "That's him. He saw me in the showers once. It turns out he was a size queen. He got me on shore leave once and asked me to do him a favor." Don said. "He said, he didn't know if I was gay, but he'd be forever in my debt if I would shove my cock up his bung hole. At the time, I didn't think I was gay. I just thought I was real unlucky with the ladies." "You obliged him?" Ken asked. "Sure as shit. I had never thought of fucking a man, but I was horny as hell. I had never fucked a woman either, so it was all new to me." Don explained. "Baldy was a first rate bottom. Opened right up and purred like a kitten. I didn't know anything could feel that good. I popped really fast, but I fucked him four more times that night." Don's cock head was too big for my mouth now, so I sat back and looked at the entire cock. It must have been ten to twelve inches long, two and a half inches wide and an inch and a half thick. I was having second thoughts about trying to take the monster. "Well Ken, Tommy's revved me up. Are you ready to bend over and open wide?" Don asked. "I'm as ready as I ever am." Ken said. "You've taken the magic ride before. It should be getting easier." "Well, it's easier, but not easy." Ken replied. "Tommy, get the lube out and don't skimp." I did and applied a thick coat to Don's cock and worked some into Ken's ass. "You're kind of young, Tommy. You know fucking a guy's shit chute isn't always pretty or neat?" Don asked. "If it didn't feel so good, it wouldn't be worth the effort." Ken was on his back on the bed. He had hooked his legs with his arms and held them wide, so his asshole was totally exposed. Ken's ass was covered in swirls of hair except for the ass hole itself and the pink rose bud in the middle. It looked delicate and almost feminine as the pink flesh quivered in anticipation of the ramming. "Now Tommy, Ken here is a real pro at this. He knows if he holds his ass wide open, he can't resist. My cock can get in easier and faster." Don said. By this time he had his cock at the ass and his cock head was pushing into the hole itself. He pulled out, took his cock head and spread open his slit. He then engulfed Ken's rosebud in the slit and let go. It was as if the rosebud had been eaten by Don's cock. "The rosebud's the bull's eye." Don said. It was almost as if he was giving me a lesson in fucking. He seemed like a teacher giving a lecture. Don shoved forward and his entire cock head vanished into Ken's ass. "Now, for lots of guys, getting the head in is the main event. Once it's in, the pain is over and it free sailing. Not for me, though" Don continued. Ken eyes had rolled back in his head and his mouth was open, gasping for breath. "My cock's like an oak; it gets thicker as it reaches the roots." Don pushed again and four or five inches of his cock followed the route of his cock head. "There's nothing easy about any part of my cock." Don mused. He was pumping in little two or three inch movements. Ken was relaxing a little bit as his ass adjusted. "Baldy liked that about my donkey dong. He said, it was the cock that just kept on giving." Don said as he began to lose his lecturer's manner and got more excited. The two men were both enjoying it now. Don lunged forward again and Ken was fully impaled. "Baldy liked it a lot, even more than Ken here." Don said in a distracted voice. "It takes a long time for me to build up a good head of steam. Baldy loved long fucks, so he was a happy guy. He also knew every size queen in the Navy, so I was happy for the rest of my stay in the forces. Even got an Admiral once." By now Don was really into it. He varied his fucking style, alternating long deep stokes with fast short ones. He rolled Ken's legs to the side when he wanted to stretch the asshole in a different direction. I got mesmerized watching the huge cock rhythmically slide into Ken's hole. At first, it was hard to believe it fit. As Ken relaxed and Don got more excited, you could feel the connection grow between the men. At first Ken was obviously uncomfortable, but he became relaxed and then wildly enthusiastic. I knew just enough about fucking to have a sense how good it could be. It wasn't erotic as much as it was exciting and sexual. They weren't lovers; they were friends, helping each other feel intense physical pleasure. As I was thinking how exciting it was, Ken shot off. It was a total ball drainer with cum sprayed everywhere. Don pulled out after the last twitch of Ken's cock. Don's cock had grown even larger in Ken's ass. It was bloated, with veins throbbing and the cock head was so hard it looked as if it hurt. Dripping with lube, Don's precum and Ken's ass juices, it almost looked as if it was hard as marble. I must have looked shocked. "Do you think you can take it?" Don asked. "I told Ken you'd have to get fucked if you wanted to watch, but if you're too scared I'd understand. Ken doesn't like to get fucked after he's cum, but he'd understand if I fucked him again and so I could drop my load. I did feel uneasy, but when he gave me the choice, I suddenly felt an urge to feel his cock. I didn't really think it would actually fit in my ass, but I wanted to find out. I didn't know Ken that well, but I did know he had experienced something much more intense than he had felt in our own sexual explorations. I wondered if I could feel the same intensity. Don went to the bathroom and washed off his cock. When he came back, I was on my back and he knew what I wanted. He smiled. "You've been fucked before?" he asked. I nodded. "I'll take it nice and slow, anyway. I'm not too good about stopping once I get going, but if it hurts I'll do my best to stop." He recoated his cock with lubricant, then fingered me with lube-coated fingers. Don did that slowly, giving my ass a good workout. This was exciting and before I knew it he had four fingers in my ass. I was stretched, but excited. Ken had recovered enough to put another coat on Don's dong. What happened next was a total surprise to all of us. "You've got the prettiest rosebud I've ever seen." Don said. He gave me a sniff of poppers to relax me. I couldn't see what Don was doing, but I guessed he was opening his piss slit and closing it on my rosebud as he had done with Ken. I could feel Don's cock head at my hole. Don pushed a little bit. Suddenly I wanted his cock up my ass and in as deep as possible. I relaxed, opened up and when Don pushed the next time instead of forcing his cock head through the sphincter, he deep dicked me and found my balls cushioned on his pubic hair. If there was anything like a pleasure bomb, that is what his cock felt like. He started to pump right away and with each stroke, I felt a wave of unbelievable pleasure. I couldn't focus or even get my thoughts straight, but when I did catch a glance of Don, I knew he was feeling the same thing I was. Expecting a long, drawn out penetration, followed by a slow build-up to pleasure, the penetration was over in a second or two and the pleasure was immediate and total. It was, of course, an all-new experience for me, but it was just as new for Don. Until me, fucking had always involved pain and discomfort for his partners. He loved to fuck, but had a hard time finding repeat customers. I have no idea how long we went at it until he shot off. Don had a whole body orgasm. Every organ and muscle in his body must have participated in his ejaculations. His cock so totally filled my ass, I could feel each ejaculatory spasm. It was as if my rectum was getting a sperm bath. Each spasm was transmitted to my prostate and from the prostate to my cock. It was as if his sexual energy was being transmitted to my genitals. I popped. As I shot off, Ken bent over and sucked the spewing cum directly from my cock. I don't know what happened next. I either fell asleep or slipped into a sexual coma. Whatever happened, ten minutes later I woke up. Don was on the bed, beside me. I felt something good. He had fucked me from the rear after I fell asleep. Don's cock had gone soft, but was still in my ass. I squeezed my sphincter and Don's cock twitched. My orgasm had left me totally drained, but I squeezed again. Three or four minutes later we were going at it like rabbits. Ken was on the bed facing me. He swung around so he could suck my cock and I, his. We 69ed while Don continued his unrelenting assault on my ass. Assault is the wrong word. There was nothing delicate about Don's cock, or his fucking technique, but nothing he did felt anything other than wonderful. This was the first time I understood what the expression, "ring my chimes" meant. I was Big Ben and Don was the clapper. Ken had a front row seat, watching the horse cock penetrate my ass. Ken coordinated his sucking with Don's fucking and I was on the way to heaven again. We had all shot off before, so this second round of fucking was longer and relaxed. Don had to take a piss, so when he went to the bathroom, Ken replaced him in my ass. Ken's cock was relaxing. By this time the inside of my ass was tender. Every nerve in it awake and sensitive. When Don came back he held me in his arms while Ken slowly pumped his cock in my ass. "Damn that was good, Tommy!" he said. "I love to fuck, but it's never come close to being as good as that was." "You mean my ass wasn't good as Tommy's?" Ken asked in mock jealousy. Ken continued his slow pumping. It was both relaxing and exciting. It hadn't occurred to me you could both relax and get fucked at the same time, but Ken was doing it. "You're hole is good, but nothing like Tommy's. It's never been that easy. We got down to business without any preliminaries." Don explained. "It must be a perfect fit. Like a hand in a glove." Ken and Don traded places. Again, the second Don's cock slid deep into my ass I was in heaven again. As soon as his cock and my prostate made contact, I became a sexual extension of his cock. It was a perfect fit. Not a single inch of his donkey dong wasn't in full contact with a part of my rectum. Don pulled out several times. As soon as his cock touched my hole it opened wide and welcomed him in. The deeper he thrust, the more we enjoyed it. As he pulled out, my ass constricted in an effort to hold the cock in. He was slightly less hard this time, since the earlier orgasm had taken the urgency from his thrusting. Don had to leave at six, so our session wound down. Don lived 150 miles away, but we all knew somehow we would have to get together again. That night I slept as soundly as I had ever done.