Date: Sat, 25 Oct 2008 12:42:14 -0700 (PDT) From: Bob Archman Subject: Catfish helps Uncle Jake 4 Catfish Helps Uncle Jake 4 By Bald Hairy Man This story fills in a gap between Young Catfish and Millennium Construction Company. Catfish also appears in Play Pen. It is a story about gay men and gay sex. If you don't like that DON'T read it. You have been warned. It is intended for adults to read, not for minors. It is a fantasy, not a sex manual. No effort to portray safe sex practices has been made. If you have any comments send them to bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com. I told Uncle Jake about my meeting with Travis. He thought it was quite a coincidence that the town would be selling a property to a developer of a new prison, when the state wanted it for a highway. He got a bit agitated. After getting him ready for bed, he was still annoyed so I spent some time sucking his cock. When I was younger this got me really excited, and his joystick worked it's magic again. He was tired, but still got nice and hard and rewarded me with some of the family seed. He still shot a gusher and I had to swallow twice. He was asleep by the time he stopped drooling the remains of his orgasm. I didn't want to wake him so I stopped sucking and just let his cock juiced drain. The next day was busy with a physical therapist coming over at 9:00. Jake was philosophical about the therapy. He didn't like it, but he knew he had to do it. His first therapist was a cute, very pregnant young woman who he liked a lot. Sally was a small woman and told Jake she would get a bigger person as her replacement. Pregnant she was 110 pounds, and Jake was big. Jake got a call saying the baby had made an early appearance and someone new would be here the next morning. I was expecting a battle ax of a woman, but when the door bell rang, it was a middle aged black man, Eldon. I guess he was fifty, or so and about six feet tall. Eldon was from the other side of the mountain and had retired from the army. He had taken up physical therapy as a second career. Eldon was careful at first. Jake looked like your basic elderly redneck, and black guys aren't aways welcome. I left them alone and went out to pick up Jake's mail from a post office box. When I got back, all was well. Jake was naked as Eldon moved his legs and they talked. They had some common acquaintances and were checking up on old friends. Eldon had been a master sergeant and he had run into a number of local guys in the army. When I walked in the room, Eldon covered Jake up. "Don't worry about that," Jake said. "Catfish here has seen everything there is to see of me. I'm not shy." Jake pulled the sheet off. "Well you've got nothing to be shy about," Eldon said. "It's rare when I see that much white meat." "Well, Catfish is not shy at all," Jake said. "If he dies they'll cut it off and donate it to the Smithsonian." "I'm not sure they're collecting redneck donkey dongs, Uncle Jake." Eldon was wearing boxers under thin polyester nurse's pants. Jake was close enough to see Eldon's cock respond to the conversation. "It looks like you've got some serious meat yourself," Jake said. "You're my only client of the day. I should to get home." Eldon said. Jake was firming up. "There's no need to run," Jake said, "I don't know if you're into white meat, but Catfish and I give free samples." "Well when I was in the Army I got a lot of white meat. Since I got back here it's been rare," Eldon said. "I admit I miss it some." He paused. "It's sure gotten warm here." "I think you're over dressed," Jake said. Eldon took off his white uniform. He was beefy and in good shape, he had an impressive uncut tool hanging from between his legs. Jake reached out and stroked it. I stripped and came over to the bed. "Damn, you weren't kidding when you said the boy was hung," Eldon said. The mechanics of getting together was complicated because of Jake's cast. Eldon straddled Jake's head so Jake could suck him. I sat on the headboard of the bed so Eldon could suck me. Eldon wasn't new to man sex. I sensed he was experienced. He was also enthusiastic. I didn't know exactly what he was doing with my cock in his mouth, but it was good. "Jake you're going to get a mouth full of Black Angus cream, if you aren't careful," he said. "If you have the time, why don't we slow down and take our time," Jake suggested. "I've got all the time in the world for you guys." We rearranged ourselves. This time I sat on the floor against the bed, Eldon fed me his cock and bent over to nurse on Jake, I had never sucked a black guy before, but lust is a great equalizer. He had a nice shiny knob the color of eggplant, and he was juicy. He had big balls that must have been churning out man lube at breakneck speed. We took a second break to catch out breath. "Do you play with Jake?" Eldon whispered to me. I nodded. "I'd like to see that." I got up and began sucking Jake. Eldon and Jake liked that. "Are you boys all oral, or do you ever screw?" Eldon asked. I was bent over the bed so my ass was open and on view. He had touched my ass with a finger. I hadn't jumped so a few seconds later the finger returned. "You could say I'm full service," Jake said, "but the cast is a problem. I'd be glad to give you first dibs when it's off." "What about the boy?" Eldon asked. "That's up to him." "He doesn't seem like he's the shy type, but I'd hate to be trespassing. You're his Uncle." I looked up at Jake and winked. "It up to him," Jake said. "If you get a few more fingers in his ass, it may be a moot point." "It may sound strange but I'm a bit turned on thinking about fucking Catfish on front of you." Eldon said. "Well, if you if you spent your time went looking for young guys it might be a problem, but you just fell into it, so be it." Jake replied. Jake gave Eldon a tube of K-Y he had by the bed, and Eldon took care of his cock and my ass. I'm not much of a bottom, but Eldon had a way with him. I was willing. As I said, Eldon had a way with him and three minutes later I had eight inches of Black Angus meat in my ass. Eldon was good. He spend fifteen or twenty minutes fucking me. With eight inches I was really fucked, but Eldon was relaxed, playful and imaginative. He got some advice for Jake as to what I liked, he had some tricks of his own. I was getting worn out when he pulled out and asked if I'd like to give him a poke. That got me going again. It took a while to get in his ass. He was tight. Fortunately he was a good sport and once I was in, he was a happy man. He was sucking Jake when Jake popped. Eldon won the daily double. I rear loaded Eldon big time. When I was done and pulled out, Eldon turned me around and fucked me hard. I actually felt his cream tickle my ass when he shot his load. He got dressed and left. From then on I made it a point to be home when Eldon came by. Jake positively got to enjoy his therapy sessions. Eldon got Jake a contraction that spanned his bed and made it possible to exercise. It looked like a jungle gym gone bad, but Jake could use it to pull himself up. His arm had healed more quickly than his leg, so he could exercise his upper body and get his strength back. It didn't take long for Jake to build himself up. Mom came for diner. She had heard something about the Battle Run project. The mother of a city council member was in the hospital. She had a heart attack. The council member, Ellis Hudson, was with her constantly, but he had to leave to go to a briefing on the Battle Run deal. Mom thought highly of Ellis, but she thought highly of any attentive family member. When Mom left, Uncle Jake asked me to get his old mail. He looked through the stack to find mail from the Industrial Development Commission. There wasn't any. "That's damn strange," Jake said. "The commission usually buries you in a avalanche of paper. I'll give then a call tomorrow." Jake called the Commissions secretary the next morning and found that the Mayor had taken him off the mailing list. The Mayor had told her that Jake didn't need to worry about business while he was recovering from the accident. Jake said he wanted to see it. The Secretary said she'd have it ready by noon. After lunch, Jake sent me over to the County Courthouse to pick up the undelivered mail. The secretary was at on her lunch hour but a guy from the Planning department got the mail for me. "How is he doing," he asked me. "We've heard his in bad shape." "Not really, He'll be up and with out the damn cast in a week or two," I said. "Really? The Mayor said he was out of it. Brain damage he said. I was contacting people to replace him." "I'm Catfish. I'm Jake's nephew. The Mayor didn't get it right." "I'm Joel Master, the assistant director of planning. The Mayor said he's visited Jake and that Jake was a shadow of his old self." "Well, I've been with Jake every day since the accident. They Mayor hasn't visited once, as far as I know." Joel looked confused. The Secretary returned and told Joel he was free to go to lunch. He left the building with me. Once we were outside. He asked me. "Can we could chat for a minute, privately? My apartment is around the corner." I said sure. Joel lived in a small apartment above the garage of old Judge Willdon. The big house was broken up into apartments now. The apartment was nice but hot as hell. Joel didn't have air conditioning. He opened some windows and turned on a fan. "The Director, Charles Lamont and I are new here. We don't have any connections with the locals. Mayor White and Councilman Black were telling us Jake was a goner." "I have no idea where they got that information," I said, "It sure wasn't from me, or Uncle Jake." "The whole this is a bit odd. We got this big rush project for the prison in Battle Run Park three weeks ago. Someone told us Jake was against it. The mayor is pushing hard for it." We talked for a while. Joel made a sandwich for lunch. He offered me one, but I had already eaten. I went to the bathroom to take a leak and saw a copy of Playgirl there. Under the Playgirl was a well used copy of Cosmo. It was the one with Burt Reynolds. I hadn't closed the door all the way. Joel saw me looking at the magazines. I open the door and found him standing there. He was white as a sheet. "I see we're all members of the same fraternity," I said. "You saw them? I forgot to put them away," Joel said. "Shit. I never had enough nerve to buy them," I said. "Damn, I'd love to see the rest of Burt!" Joel relaxed. "Me too," he replied. I looked him over for the first time. Joel was in his early 30s, a bit short of six feet tall, thin, with prematurely balding blond hair. When my eyes reached his crotch I looked up and saw he was checking me out. "I'm always horny," I said. "Do you have the same problem?" I rubbed my crotch. "It's been four months, " he said. "I only have a half four left in my lunch hour." I started to unbutton my shirt. "Where's the bed room?" I asked. We were naked and in the 69 position in seconds. I was still soft when he got my cock into his mouth, so he swallowed the whole thing. He had a long, thin cock with a bulbous head. It had a nice curve so it went down my throat easily, my nose was deep in his hairy balls and I loved the musky smell of man. His seed factories were the size and shape of jumbo eggs. When I pulled back for the first time, I suctioned a pint of his cock ooze. He was ripe. But that time I was fully erect. "Damn, is that thing real?" he muttered. He went down on it and got a good three fourths of in down his throat. That was good for the first time. Joel was really keyed up and I got a mouthful of his cum after a few minutes of sucking. He shot off in ten or twelve distinct ejaculations. He was a squirter not a drooler. I had my tongue blocking the slit for two of the shots. I almost choked when the dam let lose. When we broke apart he apologized. "I didn't mean to hose you. I usually give some warning." "That's no problem for me. I think of it as a reward for a job well done." He had to get back to work. I told him to drop by and see Jake. Jake could give him the lowdown on the Industrial development Commission. "I'd really like to get together again with you," Joel said. "Jake knows about me. He'd have no problem if I have some fun with a friend." "Damn, you're lucky." I gave him my address and suggested he come by after nine. Joel was still excited. One orgasm wasn't enough. Joel went off to work and I took the mail to Jake. Jake spent the afternoon reading it. A little after five Joel called me and asked if it was still okay to visit that evening. I said sure and Jake would like to meet him. Joel sounded disappointed. He wanted more time for fun with me. I told him Jake could be fun too. "Does that mean what I think it does?" he asked. "Sure as shooting!" I replied. Joel appeared at the door at 9:00 on the dot. Not everyone finds a 65 year old, bear like man attractive. Joel did. He talked with Jake while I got some beers. Jake gave him the background on the Battle Run Park project. Both of them realized something was up. After a half hour of conversation, they realized there was something really fishy in Bear Run. We had gotten through a few beers and the atmosphere was relaxed. Jake had been covered up in bed, but the sheet had shifted and Joel had no problem playing peek-a-boo with Jake's cock. The phone rang. I went to the living room to answer it. It was Travis, the surveyor. He was back in town and wanted to play again. I told him we had some company but we might all have some fun together. Travis seemed uneasy, but ten minutes later he rang the front oor bell. I had been naked with Jake and Joel, so I pulled on some shorts and went to the door. Travis liked seeing me shirtless with a wet spot on my shorts where the pre cum was leaking. I didn't need to explain what was up. We went to the bedroom and Travis stripped. Travis and Jake were his type. As it turned out Travis and Joel was closeted types who were afraid of being gay, but liked man sex. To be gay they thought you needed to have a lisp and become a florist. Jake's bedroom was awash in testosterone and manly men. Four, rock hard cocks didn't hurt the atmosphere either. Joel had more experience than Travis, and was a perfect guide to man sex. He had a good teaching cock. He and Travis were both on the high side of average in the endowment department. It turned out Joel liked taking it in the ass and Travis got his first trip into the tunnel of love. I was sucking the two of then and heard Joel asking Travis if he's fuck him. We had lube available. Joel bent over the bed sucking Jake and Travis slid in like a train going through a tunnel. It was a total success. It didn't take Travis long to pop. When Travis pulled out I fingered Joel's ass. He was nice and open. Joel got on Jake's bed and used Elton's gym like contraption to support him as he lowered himself on Jake's cock. I was a little afraid Joel might lose his concentration as Jake's big head popped into his ass. Jake was as big as me. Joel was stronger than he looked and his essentially did pull ups. On the down stroke of third pull up he got the entire cock in his ass. He never let his body's weight rest on Jake's pelvis. Need less to say, it had been a while since Jake had fucked. He loved it, but not as much as Joel did. Joel was a bottom pig. Joel got tired and got off Jake's meat. Travis stroked the cum slicked cock and Jake put on a Fourth of July type fireworks style orgasm. I think he was two inches short of hitting the ceiling. As soon as Joel was off the bed, I fucked him. Joel was just about the most responsive man I had ever fucked up to that time. It was a joy and pleasure. The second my curly bush hairs touched his ravaged hole, he lost it. Joel whimpered, moaned and gasped for air as I pounded him. I did a 360 degree fucking. I did him doggy style, spread eagled, from the side and from the top. Travis had recharged after his orgasm and joined in. joel had not problem sharing his ass. When things calmed down we all talked and that's when the shit hit the fan. Joel heard about the proposed highway for the first time. The fishy smell turned into a downright stench. The thing didn't make much sense. Were they trying to get the property to raise the price in advance of sale to the state? Was the prison deal for real, or was it just a cover? The Mayor knew about the proposed highway, but what was the angle?