Date: Tue, 15 May 2012 10:26:15 -0700 (PDT) From: MUSCLEDADDY BEAR <muscle_daddy_bear@yahoo.com> Subject: Bad Uncles and Dads Chapter 13: Greek Cop Uncle and Dad Pt. 3 This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locations is entirely coincidental. The sexuality of all characters is entirely a figment of the author's imagination. For those of you that are NOT of legal age, please find other material to read. If you are offended by male/male material, or it is illegal to view such materials in your area, you should be leaving at this time. This story may contain scenes of a graphic nature between father and his sons, or under age boys and adult males, which may not be legal in your area. If you are under 18 or material of this nature is illegal in your present location, please leave now. 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I got up, wanting to avoid Dad as long as possible, and grabbed my shorts to wipe the remaining wet cum from one asscheek. I looked down to note all the dried flakes and patches of cum adross my stomach, chest, and shoulders when I 'felt' Dad standing in the doorway. I looked up to find him looking back at me, his eyes moving from my feet up to my face. "A shower be good for you, I think." He was quiet, his handsome bearded face matter-of-fact yet less than comfortable. "I have breakfast, though. Shower will wait...I get you shorts." He moved to his dresser and pulled out gym shorts with a drawstring. "These too big, but you make smaller." He added, pulling at the draw- string. He handed them to me without letting go and leveling his eyes to mine. "Okay?" I wasn't sure if he was asking if I was okay, or if the shorts would do. "Sure." I answered back quietly to either question. He walked out, leaving me to dress and follow him. I glanced at the clock. 11:30. Wow, I'd slept late. But then, it'd been a late night. He was at the counter facing away from me when I walked in. He turned and began setting the table. A baggy t-shirt draped and clung to his torso, doing nothing to hide the thick solid muscle underneath. White sweat pants fell from his waist to stretch over the squarish muscle of his ass and his wide thighs. I could see his big fat Greek cock and heavy balls flopping energeti- cally from under the fleecy material as he moved back and forth between the counter and the table. "Spanakopita...spinach, egg, and bacon." He said without looking up from his work. It was my favorite, but a lot of work. He must've gotten up much earlier than I had. He set plates across the corner of the table from each other and pulled out one chair. "Sit." I did as he took the other. He clasped his hands in front of him leaning forward on his elbows as he looked across the room, the look in his eyes stoic and harshly intent. "Last night bad for you, Nicky?" He asked quietly. "No." I answered meekly, but honestly. "I hurt you?" He asked without emotion. "No. Well...I mean...not really." I lowered my eyes and pushed the food around on my plate self-consciously. His eyes never moved nor lost their rigid intensity. "Your mother, that why we divorce. She say I too rough. Even when I try to not be...still, she say I too rough. I no too rough with you?" "No, Dad..." My voice got quieter with the admission and struggle to explain further without shocking him. "I....it....well...." "I sorry, Nicky." He finally turned to look at me, regret crossing his strong dark features. "Last night, I think I about to teach good lesson. But, how it go..." He hesitated and then dropped his eyes to his hands clasped in front of him. "...how it go, not how I plan. I wonder now what you learn last night. I wonder if you learn something different from what I hope." I felt confused by Dad starting with the subject of his concern over pos- sibly hurting me and then switching to the subject of the lesson he'd tried in vain to teach the night before. He picked up a flaky triangle and stuffed it in his mouth, biting off a corner and chewing as he continued speaking. "Nicky, you like the boys and maybe not the girls?" "No! I mean...well... I don't know. I like girls. It's just..." I hesitated, struggling with how to say what was on my mind without making the matter worse. I picked up a piece of my breakfast and took a bite to buy some time before continuing, "...it's just..." "Nicky...son...when you, uhmmm...when you touch yourself down there... you think of the girls?" He interrupted, his question quiet and matter of fact. "Mostly." I lied. I hadn't jacked off thinking about anyone but him and Uncle Tony since the first time I saw them both naked at the policemen's gym. "Mostly, Nicky?" He asked, moving his eyes down to his plate again. "You think of the boys when you do this sometimes?" "No." I said a bit too quickly. "No?" He lifted his eyes to mine, his steady gaze and knitted brow clearly asking for further explanation. "Sometimes I think about you." I admitted in a voice not much more than a whisper. He stared at me for a long time, his handsome bearded face giving away none of the thoughts behind as nervousness rose in my stomach. "This you do for long time?" He finally asked. "No, I just started thinking about it a little while ago." I answered hon- estly, hoping the information would ease some of his concern. "What things you think about when you do this?" "Things....things like last night." I pushed the cooling triangles of my favorite breakfast food around on my plate nervously both during and after my quiet confession. "I see." Dad slouched back in his chair, deep in thought. His knees began to swing slowly toward and away from each other as the heavy slab of cock down one leg began to thicken and inch slightly up toward the top of his thigh, his arms reaching up to fold across his wide chest. A minute or two passed with him considering my revelation before Dad's phone rang. "I must get that." I couldn't tell whether he greeted the ringing of his phone as a relief or an interruption. He got up and went into the living room to fish his cell phone from the pocket of the jeans he'd worn last night...the jeans Uncle Tony had pulled from Dad's hairy legs as my father lay drunk on the couch and about to have his long heavy cock sucked by his own son. "Tony." He answered when he found it and then went quiet as Uncle Tony spoke on the other end of the call. "No, I go out for breakfast things....left my phone here." He paused, "...uh huh.....when?" Uncle Tony must've been answering. "Oh, okay. Tony, you come get me. I be ready when you get here." He paused again. "No, I hurry." Dad set the phone on the living room table and rushed out of the room. "Meeting at station, Nicky, I have to go. The station call earlier, but I no think to check messages." He called from the bedroom. "Tony coming." He came back in wearing his uniform shirt and socks carrying his shoes and pants with his heavy cock and balls flopping heavily from underneath the tails of his shirt as he moved quickly. He stood by me and pulled on his uniform pants, hooking the fly under his big cock and low-hanging hairy balls in the process. He looked down and then back up at me, and shurgged, "No time for underwear. Is only meeting anyway." He pulled his hefty equipment up, tucked the tremendous bulk of it all in with his shirt, and, then, closed his pants and buckled his belt. That long fat cock curved just to the side of his zipper as if it were a big snake trying to escape his pants through his pocket. As he pulled on his shoes, it shifted and dropped to hang long and thick across where his thigh met his hips. I could see the thick veins rippling across his length and the sharp out- line of the fat head clearly through the thin polyester material of his uniform slacks. Between that huge fat cock showing through like a sleeping beast, and his big muscular body shoved into his tight uniform...the only way Dad looked hotter was completely naked with just his thick carpet of curling dark hair erup- ting over all his muscle-crowded frame. A horn beeped from outside as Dad grabbed his keys and phone. He glanced at me, hesitated, and then reached for a small bag on the kitchen counter which he handed to me with a slight blush in his cheeks. "These for you. You...ummm...use where you sore." He motioned to his ass with one hand briefly. He then headed out the door leaving me to finish my breakfast alone and thinking about our conversation. I opened the bag and found a tube of hemmoroid cream and a small bottle of vitamin E oil. My butt WAS sore, so I applied both and then went back to eating my breakfast. Four hours later, I heard deep booming voices approaching involved in raucous banter. The door swung open with Dad and Uncle Tony barreling in, Uncle Tony carrying two pizza boxes while Dad took a case of beer to the fridge. "Wilson deserve it, Tony, he been on force long time." Dad said a bit reproachfully. "He is an idiot. But, you right...he been there long time." Uncle Tony agreed. "Nicky!" Dad's eyes were somewhat pink around the rims. "Guy get promotion, that what meeting for. We go to Paddy's after to celebrate." I watched both Greek men moved around the house with my eyes stray- ing to their fully packed crotches more often than not. Tony's was full, rounded, and pushing his fly out in a large mound. Dad, on the other hand, moved about the kitchen while I sat on the couch with all his prominent male meat slung low down one pants leg. Each step wrinkled the pants leg over the long thick shaft and rolled his big bull balls under the thin fabric as that leg moved forward. As the other leg pushed ahead, that same material stretched tight and threw his big cock into striking detail. Every vein and fold of skin carved its presence into the polyester pants with clear definition...the husky head of Dad's cock pushing the material outward as if trying to burst through. I felt my own prick swelling at the sight. "Sorry we so late. I take you to mother's after we eat. Is okay?" Dad turned toward me as my face fell. "It's summer, no school tomorrow, can't I stay another night?" I pleaded, not thinking anything sexual and simply wanting to spend more time with Dad and Uncle Tony. I'd come to feel as if I had two new best friends and wasn't ready to go five days without seeing them. "No, we must keep mother happy so we have problems with her, Nicky." Dad responded firmly with the voice of reason. "What can it hurt, one more night? No school, as Nicky say. Brother, you no want Nicky to think you no want him here." Uncle Tony chimed in with a wink to me. Dad's eyes moved to Uncle Tony's face. They stayed there a while con- templating what'd just been said, then moved to mine with the wheels in his head still turning. Suddenly, a big bright grin swept across his face as his big hands came down onto the table solidly. "Okay, you stay!" He added shaking a long wide finger at me, "But, you call mother and make it okay. Yes?" "Yes!" I exclaimed as Dad came over and handed me his phone. I called Mom quickly and she agreed to me staying over another night with no hesitation. "We eat." Uncle Tony declared. "I just wash hands." He went down the hallway as I got up and went into the kitchen to help Dad set out plates and paper towels. I heard the water in the bathroom, but then a long extended silence from down the hall before Uncle Tony strode into the kitchen. The tall mound at his fly was now gone, and his crotch seemed almost a twin of Dad's...long thick meat and oversized balls hanging down one pants leg. I pulled my eyes away as he closed the distance between us and moved beside Dad and me at the kitchen counter. "No more talk of Wilson. We play cards while we eat, yes?" He sug- gested. "Sure." Dad and I both answered in unison, distracted and paying more attention to putting slices of pizza on our plates. "Poker...I deal." Uncle Tony added. "Nicky must not drink, though." Dad mentioned as he pulled a chair out at the round glass-topped dinner table and set his plate down. "We must change what we bet. I go change clothes." "No, no...stay. Pizza get cold. Change clothes after we eat." Uncle Tony insisted sitting down and shuffling a deck of cards. Dad pondered the suggestion, then shrugged his shoulders in answer and sat down at the table. "Nick! Nothing to drink!" Tony exclaimed at Dad. "Oh, yes...coke for you, Nicky?" I nodded and Dad went to the fridge. He came back with a beer apiece for him and Uncle Tony along with a Coca Cola for me. I noticed Uncle Tony shuffling the cards oddly and dealing from the bottom of the deck at times. Dad lost the first hand as we ate. "We no decide what we bet." Dad reminded Uncle Tony. "We use clothes, not Ouzo this game. Is no problem." Tony responded matter of factly without looking up from reshuffling the cards. "Nicky...put on socks, shoes, shirt, and...ummmmmmm...cap. That way we all even." "Tony, I no sure this we should do." Dad said warily, but unsure as if their time at Paddy's left him less disagreeable to the suggestion than what would have normally been the case. "Nah, nah...brother...it be fine. We have good time, and Nicky no drink. Or, maybe, Nicky drink litttttle bit...but, no more. Nicky, this okay for you?" "Yeah, no problem." I hurried to get the t-shirt, shoes, socks, and cap I'd worn over the day before. I returned to put them on at the table as Uncle Tony dealt and we all began to eat. When I returned, Uncle Tony announced, "We start from top. No need to bet...we work down to socks. We make simple." Dad's eyes narrowed slightly in consideration and then relaxed as if the thought concerning him got lost in his head. He shrugged in agreement as I did the same. Off came Dad's tie. He lost the second hand and off came his shirt baring his tan densely furred chest along with the big solid mounded pecs that sat high and wide across it. The third hand ended with me losing, and off came my cap. The fourth hand, my t-shirt was next. I felt rather proud slipping it off. My the firm muscle building on my frame like a younger smaller hairless ver- sion of the father sitting across from me. "More pizza." Dad ordered with a lop-sided smile. "I must sober up or else I lose all to you. You lose nothing, Tony. You cheat?" The now wider gin on Dad's face said his question was only slightly serious. Tony got up to serve us all another slice as I moved to do the same. "No, no, Nicky...you sit." "Cheat? How can you say such things, brother? Vromoskilo..." Uncle Tony jokingly glared at Dad. The last word he'd spoken meant something close to 'dirty dog' in English. "I know you no cheat. Just get pizza and we play." Dad answered with a chuckle. Tony plopped down three re-filled plates, setting mine down in front of me last. He moved behind me and then stretched both arms past my shoulders to rest on the table's edge with me in between. He stayed there until Dad looked up to meet his eyes. Quietly, Uncle Tony said, "He look like me...uh, brother? When I his age, I look same as Nicky look now. Yes?" Dad's face grew serious even through the alcohol relaxing his dispo- sition. His eyes traveled my face and then skimmed slowly across my arms, shoulders, chest, and stomach before dropping to the beer in front of him. "Is true, what you say. Nicky look same as you." His eyes rose back up to rove across me again. "He handsome, young, strong, and very sweet." He turned the beer bottle around and around on the table before mo- ing it to his lips and tipping it back again.. When he lowered the bottle, his eyes settled with sudden seriousness on Uncle Tony's face hovering just above mine. "He no you, though, Tony." "Now," Dad half-winked one eye at me, the sternness in his face and voice disappearing instantly. "back to game. Nicky and me, we have to work together to turn table on you." Tony laughed and rose up to his full height behind me before moving around the table to pick up the two beer bottles. He set them in the sink and then grabbed two fresh ones from the fridge. I noticed he'd only drunk half his, where Dad had polished his own off completely. I also noticed the long fat bulge down his pants leg was no longer relaxed and pliable, but now strain- the light tan fabric out away from his thigh. Uncle Tony sat down and set Dad's beer down heavily in front of him, "You no play so good tonight. Nicky and me...maybe we start to think you lose on purpose? Orrrrr...maybe...you just no smart tonight. Uh?" "Deal, vromoskilo. You talk to much...give Nicky and me headache." Dad waved a big thick hand in the air dismissively as he took a long pull on the fresh beer set in front of him. I noted Uncle Tony still shuffling in an odd way and sometimes dealing from the bottom of the deck. On the fifth round, Dad's duty belt was the price for his losing. "I need to smoke. We go outside." Tony announced, pushing his chair back and standing. "Tony..." Dad began. "Outside on patio. You need to clear head before you lose pants, my brother!" Dad looked at me questioningly. I just shrugged and stood. He tilted his head in concession and stood with us. Tony led the way pulling a cigarette from his shirt pocket as he pulled the sliding glass door open and stepped out into the dimming sunlight. "See, you need fresh air so you play good." He lit his cigarette and blew a stream of smoke up toward the sky. "I say Nickly look like me when I his age. Is true. He no look any like you." Uncle Tony looked over at me and hooked his thumbs inside his duty belt so his hands and fingers curved down to frame his crotch and the base of the thick Greek cock spilling down along the inside of his thigh. With the cigarette now dangling from inside his beard framed lips, he looked swarthy, dangerous, rough, and...well...sexy. "Daddy..." He went on, "Daddy, he like big hairy gorilla by time he four years old...stomping around and beating hairy chest while still in diaper." He put his words into action and stomped in a circle beating his chest as if in imi- tation of Dad as a toddler. "Tony, no tease Nicky." He was laughing and shaking his finger at Uncle Tony. "It no good you make up such stories." Uncle Tony's eyes got comically big as he egged Dad on. "No, Nicky... is true! Daddy, he six feet tall even as baby!" He moved behind Dad and reached around to grab a hold of Dad's big hairy chest with both hands. "Daddy same size here too as when baby. And, here, too!" He reached one hand down to grab the thick tube of veined and hooded cock fattened up under Dad's pants and hanging long down the inside of his thigh. The meaty bulk of Dad's hefty cock made his bulge a slightly bigger and more ruggedly textured twin of the one filling out Uncle Tony's pants leg. "TONY!" Uncle Tony released Dad and swept in front of him, sliding both hands behind his ass that was now pressed back into Dad's crotch. I could see the muscles flexing in one forearm as it moved in a subtle stroking motion bet- ween them where Dad's cock hung heavily down toward his knee. Uncle Tony continued excitedly. "I remember going on date with Daddy and Phillida to drive in. Daddy, he tell me...'Tony, you go walk around and no come back for thirty minute.' " "No, Tony! No tell this story!" Dad protested, trying to work his way out from being trapped against the wall of the patio by Uncle Tony's large muscular body pressing back against him. Uncle Tony pressed back more determinedly, and the hand moving up and down between them replaced its stroking motion with one of grabbing and pulling. "I get bored, though, and come back after only ten. Daddy and Phillida in back seat. I see Daddy's hairy ass go up, down, up, down, up, down. I hear Phillida cry..." Tony pitched his voice high and humorously feminine, "No, Nick! You are too big! Stop, Nick stop! OOOOOOOOHHHH NICK!!!!! You are tooooo big!!!" "TONY!" Dad shoved Uncle Tony away and leaned toward him to shake one thick strong finger in Uncle Tony's face again as he chuckled. "Bad story, Tony. And, you are bad for telling such things." I barely heard him. I was staring down and feeling my prick swell to a rigid hard-on. Dad's cock was hard...hard, and making a long incredibly thick corrugated steel pipe down his pants leg with heavy veins and the wide meaty head of that cock thrown out in high relief through the thin uniform slacks. What really started my mouth watering, though, was the wet spot wi- dening below the slowly pulsing head of Dad's fat trouser-monster. Already, the damp stain had spread to the size of the rim of a coffee mug. I knew what made that wet spot, and my tongue moved back and forth along the roof of my mouth unconsciously in desire for the taste of it. "Back inside. No more of your foolish stories, kolotripa!" Dad pushed Uncle Tony toward the door with another chuckle as he labeled Uncle Tony an asshole in their native Greek language. "We get back to game so Nicky and I beat you." I followed the two laughing, back-slapping men into the house and back to our chairs. Uncle Tony didn't sit, though, and pulled out three shot glasses before grabbing the bottle and filling each with Ouzo. Handing them out, he clinked his glass against Dad's and mine. "To pretty Phillida. Yassou!" Dad dropped his head for a second, laughed, and then brought it back up to down the shot while I did the same. Tony refilled the glasses quickly and then clinked his to ours again saying, "To Daddy's big..." "TONY!" Dad's eyes went wide and eyebrows furrowed in reproach. "Aw, Nick, you insult me! To Daddy's big....heart." He lifted his glass, but also reached down to grab the base of his cock through his uniform pants and shake it like a ropey snake through the pale tan fabric with a wink in my direction. It was a quick action Dad missed completely. Uncle Tony refilled all three glasses yet again before Dad had a chance to voice his disapproval. "To..." Uncle Tony began only to be waved off by Dad. "No, no...no more of your jokes. This one is for Nicky being such a good son and putting up with us this night." "Okay, is good. Not as good as what I was to say, but is good. To Nicky. Yassou!" We tipped our glasses back again. I noticed, though, that Uncle Tony didn't drink his, and tossed the liquor in the sink before sitting down. Every- thing he was doing seemed odd. I glanced down through the glass top of the table and let my eyes lin- ger on the sight of Dad's cock lying heavily down his thigh. The textures of it, the strong lines, and the fat width and long length of it lay there like a dozing beast even though it had lost some of its earlier steel drainpipe hardness. It still looked powerful,oversized, and poised to wield its powerful bulk into any willing or unwilling hole it chose. It looked almost threatening even in its par- tially relaxed state, and the wet stain there seemed to underscore the virility of the muscled cockmeat and bulging balls from which it had come. Uncle Tony dealt again and I lost, meaning my shorts were to come off. Silence fell heavily into the room as I stood and began sliding them down my legs, knowing my hard prick angling up across my hip was about to become obvious to both my uncle and my father. The silence stretched out as I pulled my feet free and straightened back up. I looked over at Dad to find his eyes leveled directly on my dick be- fore they roved slowly up my torso and then back down again. He shifted ner- vously in his chair and reached down to adjust his cock as if forgetting his action was clearly visible through the glass tabletop. I glanced over at Uncle Tony whose face was turned and focused on Dad rather than me. I stood there frozen in Dad's gaze until Uncle Tony slowly turned his head to look at me. His eyes quickly traveled the same path as Dad's. "Nicky," He finally broke the quiet pall in the room, his voice quiet, care- ful, and low, "another beer for Daddy and me?" I moved to the refrigerator without responding, the three shots of Ouzo slowing my steps and fogging my brain. "Someone must make ME lose!" Uncle Tony's voice regained its en- ergy and playfulness as I set their beers down and moved back to take my seat. "I begin to feel I am only dealer here!!!" Dad's eyes were still moving across the smooth hairless muscles of my chest, arms, and shoulders. He cut them over at Uncle Tony only long enough to mutter, "You make much noise," before returning them to my face for a few seconds and then back down to slide across my upper body. The sight of him looking at me like that...dark and serious...sent a warm prickly sensation climbing up from under my ass to stroke up my spine and slip up into the back of my head. I could almost feel his breath on my neck and ear, as well as the front of his body pressing into the back of mine in the way he looked at me. "We going to play?" Uncle Tony broke the spell as Dad and I found our cards dealt into piles in front of us. Tony lost for the first time. "You two finally wake up! Maybe now I get to be part of the game, too." He removed his tie and flung it into the living room onto the floor. "Now..." He shuffled and dealt in the odd way he had all night. He fanned out his cards in one hand while reaching the other over to stroke Dad's thigh and cock with the other absentmindely. "Play well, brother, or you will be only in socks." Dad looked down at Tony's hand...watched it move back and forth across his lengthy, bulky cock as I watched from across the table. He watched as if seeing, but not registering what it was doing. Dad's sturdy cock flexed and jerked under his uniform pants, sliding up toward the top of his thigh and out from under Uncle Tony's roving hand. Uncle Tony removed his hand, but left his eyes on Dad's active meat as he reached blindly for his beer. He slid his stare away only when he tipped his head back for a long draw on the dark brown bottle. When we revealed our hands, Dad had lost again. He stood purposefully, but slowly...unhooked the clasp holding his waist- band closed...and, then, pulled the tab of his zipper down. His thick bush of dark crotch hair unfurled into view. Dad moved his hands to the side of his waistband, his eyes locked on mine. He pushed his pants down to the mid- dle of his thighs where they fell the rest of the way on their own to pool at his feet..his tall hairy muscular body bared proudly. He pulled himself up to his full 6'4' broad-shouldered muscular height, the colossal girth and towering length of his solid cock thrust out and up into the air in front of him. His eyes slid hotly up and down me once more before he dropped them to his chair and sat back down. "Nicky," Uncle Tony spoke softly, "another beer for your daddy and me?" "Uh......yeah...sure." I got up as Uncle Tony shuffled and dealt another hand. I picked up Dad's empty bottle and Uncle Tony's half-empty one. I brushed aside the question of whether or not Uncle Tony was purposely drinking only half as much as Dad and got them each another. I sat down and picked up my cards...alternating my line of sight be- tween Dad's big hard cock, his dark gaze meeting mine, and the cards in my hand. I was paying no attention to my cards, though, and promptly lost the round. I stood as Dad had, pulled my briefs from my legs and feet, and sat back down quickly while my dick jutted out in front of me exactly half the size of my father's. Once again, Dad was looking at me while I looked back and Uncle Tony looked at him. Tony poured three more shots and clinked his glass to mine and Dad's without any word this time. Dad and I drank ours. As he had last time...Tony, however, put his to his lips without actually drinking. He dealt another hand. Dad received two 3's. I received two 6's. Uncle Tony drew three jacks leaving Dad and me to tie for losing. "I no want to take your socks and leave you two with nothing. Instead, you tell Nicky about time we get caught by Senora Argyros." The last part, Uncle Tony spoke turning toward Dad. "Ah! Okay, is funny story." Dad slurred, the liquor from his time at Paddy's and then at home hitting him fully now. "Uncle Tony and me, we go one after- noon to pond on Argyros land to fish. We not supposed to, but it only place to fish near us. We fish a while, but it hot...very hot..." Uncle Tony stood, interrupting Dad's telling of the story. "You mumble now, hard to hear you. Nicky, come sit on Daddy's lap," he moved behind Dad's chair, "and I stand here so we both hear story." I got up as Dad watched me intently but not protesting Uncle Tony's order. I stepped outside Dad's legs as my stomach fluttered and sat down carefully avoiding the thick heavy cock now resting sideways across his thigh inside the crook formed at his hip. Dad's hands moved up my thighs and came to the sides of my hips. "We take off our clothes and swim." Dad's words were slower and quieter, his eyes were drifting over my torso, and the head of my prick was brushing into the hair of his stomach. "We get out, and Tony start pulling at the hair on my back. I tackle him and we wrestle. I get legs around his chest..." Dad hesitated, tilting his head back to look at Uncle Tony. He sighed and then dropped his eyes to my face down the length of his nose without lowering his head. "...and Tony put his mouth on my cock. He begin sucking and sucking. We big boys in high school, but still boys. I let him until we hear screeching and yelling." Both Dad and Uncle Tony laughed before Dad went on. "I let go and we jump apart to stand up. Sra. Argyros come over hill shaking broom at us and yelling for us to get off her land. She no see what we doing before, but she mad just the same. Many chickens are around her squawking much noise when she trip and roll down hill into pond. Tony and me, we grab clothes and fishing poles to run away. Sra. Argyros splash and yell like crazy as she keep falling back into pond." Dad was laughing, his body shaking with it and bouncing me on his lap to where the head of my prick stroked the center of his stomach. Uncle Tony, though, stood behind him looking down between Dad and me with no expression on his face. "Tell him the rest." Uncle Tony said low and husky. Dad's laughing slowed to a stop as his eyes locked on mine. He just looked at me silently before his lips parted and he began to speak again even more quietly than before. "We run, Tony and me, through trees as we look back to make sure Sra. Argyros no follow. We run right into her husband, Senor Argyros, and fall on our asses. We still no have clothes on, and he look down at us strange." Dad's cock flexed and rose in his lap. "He say to us, 'I see you two...watch what you do.' Tony and me, we get scared. We look much alike, even then, and he ask which one of us is cock- sucker. Tony, he say he the one. Sr. Argyros, he say for Tony to suck him or he will tell father." Dad's cock rose higher. "Tony, he get on his knees and Sr. Argyros drop his pants. He short man, but stocky...muscular like most Greeks. His cock big and fat. Not like Uncle Tony and me, but still big and fat. He goodlooking, hair mostly grey, has nice beard, and tan. He pull off shirt and step to Tony." Dad's cock continued bobbing in the air and rising higher. "Tony...Tony, he take Sr. Argyros' cock in his mouth...pull foreskin back and suck head. Sr. Argyros groan and say, 'more.' Tony take more in his mouth and start to move on big cock while he suck." Dad's cock was now standing rigidly straight up from his crotch. His hands began roaming over my chest, shoulders, and arms. I felt kind of dreamy, sleepy, and yet excited in the slow movements of his big hands. The Ouzo in my system added to my feelings of deep easy relaxation under his slow moving hands. "My cock get hard, and Sr. Argyros reach over to stroke. His hand very rough and feel good." Caught up in the story and the dark gaze stroking my face as well as feeling the effects of three shots of Ouzo, I reached down and wrapped as much of my hand as I could around Dad's thick hard pulsing shaft. Slowly, I began stroking up and down as much as the loose skin covering his hard meat would allow. Dad's eyes fell closed and the tip of his tongue appeared to lightly lick his lips before those heated onyx eyes re-opened and he went on with the story. "I watch Tony suck Sr. Argyros' big cock." Without Dad being able to see, Uncle Tony unhooked his duty belt and lowered it to the floor silently behind him before moving to the side of Dad and me. "He get big cock wet and shiny as he suck." Uncle Tony unclasped the waist of his pants and slid the zipper down. "Tony pull off and lick big cock everywhere. He move his head down and lick at Sr. Argyros' balls, too." Beside us, Uncle Tony pushed his uniform pants down, the center of his big hairy muscular body revealed between the open flaps of his shirt down to his thighs. His cock thrusted out in front of him, huge and hard. "Tony go back to cock, licking...sucking...and kissing at fat head." Uncle Tony took a step forward to where his hard thick cock moved its wide meaty head to my lips. I turned my head, opened my lips, and began matching my actions to every word of Dad's story. I felt like I was dreaming it all, it seemed so slow...relaxed...and hazy. "He take cock deep and reach up to stroke the hairy balls hanging under." I let my eyelids fall closed and did the same...petting, stroking, and pulling lightly at the big balls low between Uncle Tony's thighs. "Sr. Argyros, he ask me if I give to Tony in his ass. I watching and feel- ing too much with rough hand on my cock and Tony sucking like hungry whore for me to think to lie. I just nod my head and Sr. Argyros say for me to do this now." I could hear Dad's heavy breathing and the pauses in his words. I could feel his cock now throbbing sporadically in my hand and the precum sliding down it. "Sr. Argyros, he let go of my cock. I go behind Tony, and he stand up for me. My cock...my cock, it leak and leak and leak. I young then, and it leak even more than now." I felt Uncle Tony lean over me and his arm slide down my back until a thick finger moved between my asscheeks and against my tight butthole. The hand it was attached to pulled and urged me upward, bowing my back to keep sucking my uncle's cock as I rose. I sucked in a breath and nearly lost my balance as the thick tip of one of Uncle Tony's fingers pressed inside my hole. I released Dad's leaking cock and latched that hand on his hairy pumped up chest. Dad's huge horse-meat snapped past my balls and nudged my hole as Uncle Tony removed his finger. "I put cock against Tony's hole...watch it get him wet...look at him suck on big cock...want to be inside his ass." Dad's breathing was growing even heavier, the pauses between his words even longer and more stilted. I felt that thick wide head expand against me and warm thick fluid flow against my exposed opening. I groaned against the fat cock in my mouth and continued stroking the big hairy balls with one hand. With the other, I gripped one of Dad's big furry pecs while his wide hands rose up to my chest to skim thick thumbs over my nipples and my own tight full pecs. In all the heat rushing through me, I relaxed my legs and settled some of my weight onto the huge broad head of my father's cock as it poked and prodded my hole. My asshole strained as Dad's monster knob opened me slowly, my own weight adding to the pressure and determination even as my small hole struggled against the long drawn-out invasion. Further and further my hole stretched, the slow action seeming to in- crease the buzzing in my ass with each new millimeter of its forced expansion. Time seemed to have dragged on forever before my eyes jerked open at the feel of the huge head of Dad's cock finally snapping past the taut ring holding it back. "Umm, umm, umm.." I moaned on Uncle Tony's cock without stopping as the thick steel of Dad's mule-dick began embedding more and more of his huge steely girth up inside me. White fog began clouded the edges of my vision as both pain and pleasure racked my body from the inside out. Dad's eyes looked to be as wide as my own, his gaze moving from mine to where Uncle Tony's big wet cock slid in and out of my mouth. It was as if, even through his deep haze of liquor, the realization of what was hap- pening around him was finally beginning to come together in his head. About a third of that thick mammoth cock was stretching my asshole out tortorously when he began to speak again. His voice was quieter...his words slow, measured, and halting as if weighing out and considering something unspoken further back in his mind. There seemed to be a hint of confusion in the dark eyes now boring intently into mine as they glanced down quickly from time to time to my mouth suc- tioning his brother's big wet cock. "I watch...I watch Tony suck big cock." He glanced down and paused. "I watch and I push." He looked back up. "Tony's ass, it grab me like fist." "I know I hurt him, but still he grab. He grab my cock like he pull it in- side." More of Dad's cock pushed inside me as I continued my slow descent down his massive girth and insane length. Again, he paused, staring deeply into my eyes as if wanting me to understand something. His eyes slid from mine and down the line of my torso to where his huge cock was shoving my ass open to accept its heavily muscled size. "I feel his heartbeat in how he grip me so tight it hard for me to get in deeper. I feel him grab and pull....but....but...he so tight." Dad's eyes rose back to mine. "Tight......" They fell to the fat hard cock in my face, my mouth sliding back and forth along the length of its side...my tongue darting and lapping at the under- neath as I slid from the big hooded head to the thick base. "I watch him suck..." Dad swallowed heavily staring at Uncle Tony's thick meat and my wet mouth chewing on it's rigid wet bulk. "...suck on Sr. Argyros big cock..." Dad's eyes became more glazed as he licked his lips absentmindedly and then sucked his lips inisde his mouth. "...sucking big cock..." Dad's eyes flicked up to mine again and then right back down in a quick instant. "...and, I think..." His head moved forward slightly, and then back to where it'd been before. "I think..." His jaw slackened and his mouth opened. His face moved forward again. "...I wonder..." His face was so close now, I would smell his beer and feel the hot sweep of his breath across my face. "...I wonder..." He moved the last fraction of an inch and pressed his mouth to the other side of Uncle Tony's hot wet cock. His lips met mine over the top and under the bottom, his tongue sweeping out slide across my own as his eyes drifted closed. Uncle Tony's cock vibrated against my mouth as a groan escaped Dad's lips and rumbled through his brother's hard thick meat. Dad's hands slid down my chest to my hips, their path strong and de- manding. His thick powerful fingers dug into my skin, and pushed me the final distance down his wide throbbing distended bull meat. Dad hit something inside me. Something that stopped his upward climb within my body. I felt pressure, as if he could go no further and like the head of his cock was grabbing my insides somehow. The pressure mounted as did the strain inside me until his fat cock thrust past and a deep throbbing pleasure reverberated through me. I gasped at the additional length and girth straining my hole and my insides opening further than before as my body struggled to accept all of his tremendous size. Dad's eyes opened to mine, and his hand came up behind my head to pull me to him and trap Uncle Tony's cock solidly between us. All at once, everything changed. Dad's knees shot out wide and spread mine further apart. He pulled me against him, causing Uncle Tony to stumble with our clutching mouths pull- ing him sideways. Dad slouched a bit lower in his chair, and his hands slip- ped under my thighs. He rose me up, his head tilting back to follow my mouth and Uncle Tony's cock, as half his cock dragged its fat width from my fluttering hole. He shoved me back down onto him as I cried out across the big fat cock stroking in and out between Dad's lips and mine. The penetration was fast, hard, and deep. I felt as if being impaled on that hard, incredibly thick dick left me filled with cock...as if it were reaching all the way up inside to my neck...as if it took up half the room inside my upper body. He stood, breaking contact with Uncle Tony's cock and laid me across one edge of the table. I heard one beer bottle and two of the shot glasses shatter as Uncle Tony tossed them from the table and into the sink. I could feel the cards against the skin of my back along with the cold glass of the table top. Dad bent over me, catching my legs wide in his big strong hairy arms. He pulled out and then thrust back into me, Uncle Tony moving to turn my head to the side and sink his own long fat horse-dick down my throat. I didn't even realize I'd closed my eyes, or that I'd begun groaning con- stantly in time with the deep thrusts of Dad's huge cop meat until I felt his lips on mine over Uncle Tony's thick spit drenched meat. I could feel Dad's cock pistoning in and out of my hole, stretching both the tight ring on the outside and the sleeve of my ass on the inside with his beer bottle girth. It felt as if he were pulling yards and yards of telephone pole cock out me only to shove it all back deep into my belly. When Uncle Tony pulled his own huge cock from my lips and moved to thrust back deep into my throat, Dad grabbed the large crowned head with his mouth and sank it down into his own throat. "Oh yes, brother, I wait for this always..." Uncle Tony groaned and grab- bed the back of Dad's head in both of his big hands. Dad reacted instantly to long fat hard man meat forcing his jaw apart and began pounding into me, inching the table across the floor with each de- manding thrust and causing Uncle Tony to move his feet from time to time to stay with us. He was drilling his mule-dick into me mindlessly as if he were fucking some nameless body. At the same time, he was also now feverishly sucking on his own brother's huge cock for the first time. He was groaning and panting loudly as he both fucked my young ass and sucked Uncle Tony's fat throbbing mule-meat. The wiry hair of his body scraped against the back of my legs, my chest, and my stomach. My dick was trapped inside all that thick black curling hair...riding through the sweat- soaked mass of it all as it grabbed and pulled at my sensitive skin. All at once, I was cumming. I moved my head up under Uncle Tony's big heavy hairy bull-balls and began slathering all that hair and ball-meat with my lips, tongue, and spit. I thrashed my head over those huge hairy balls as I lay trapped under Dad's big muscled body fucking my tight ass with fierce power. Over and over he slammed in and stretched my hole to hell and back as he furiously attacked Uncle Tony's muscular cock with his mouth. All the while, my own young prick bathed both our stomachs in my gushing teenage load. Soon, I heard a third set of groans meshing with those of my Dad's and mine at the same time as those big hairy balls pulled up away from my mouth and against the base of Uncle Tony's now jerking cock. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" He all but yelled from above both Dad and me. He pulled back from us, laying the head of his long thick flexing meat right at my lips. I opened them as Dad's mouth mine and the first thick blast of cum erupted from the hefty head. Dad's tongue swiped out and caught most of it before withdrawing into his mouth to savor and swallow the thick heavy load. The rest spilled into my own greedy mouth as Dad began ramming into me like never before. He slid his tongue back out to the thick gaping slit in the huge head of Uncle Tony's spewing cock...lapping at the heavy load erupting in thick blasts with the same animal intensity with which he barreled his massive cock in and out of my hole. I lapped at the bottom of Uncle Tony's big gushing meat with the same drive, hungry and greedy for all the cum I could get from him. With Dad and me attacking that huge meaty and spewing head, cum was now all over my mouth and face as Uncle Tony's big load just kept on coming. Suddenly, Dad bared his teeth and growled deeply before locking his mouth on the blunt end of Uncle Tony's huge spewing cock. My eyes jerked open as my asshole was shoved even wider than before with the first bone-jarring slam of Dad's massive cock as it heaved out its first thick flood of adult cum into my body. He rammed into me like a wild beast, fucking my sixteen year old ass as if he wanted to rip it apart and sucking his brother's huge cock and cum as if he couldn't get enough of both. What happened next was so fast, it was but a blur to me. Uncle Tony jerked his fat cock from Dad's clutching mouth as I felt his big balls descend back down along the side of my face. Then, he was gone. I felt my legs falling, and opened my eyes to find Dad's bigger cock with all the strong bulging veins coursing up its length now at my lips and thrusting inside. A volley of thick hot cum burst into my mouth as Dad's hard fat meat shoved past my tongue and down into my throat at the same time as I felt my legs lif- ted and thrown back. Uncle Tony's mammoth cock, only slightly less big than Dad's shoved into my ragged, cum-soaked hole and began pounding away with a ven- geance. I could hear Uncle Tony whimpering as he thrust deep into my ass over and over at the same time as Dad continued fucking my face and feeding me the last half of his thick creamy load. I looked up past the wrist-thick cock drilling my mouth and throat to find Dad and Uncle Tony leaned together. I could feel Uncle Tony's thrusts slowing and a new tension in his body as his whimpering increased. Dad's hands were at my uncle's chest, Uncle Tony's nipples gripped between strong thumbs and forefingers. One of Uncle Tony's hands reached down to clamp down on Dad's hot cock at the base with an iron grip, making the thick veins bulge out and ride across my lips and tongue while I nursed frantically at the remaining five beer bottle inches of that thick hard unloading meat. Dad's head and mouth had taken control of Uncle Tony's which was now tilted to where it was almost lay- ing on his shoulder while Dad kissed him demandingly. One bearded mouth ravaged the other, while I watched Dad's huge hands grabbing, pulling, and twisting on the pencil eraser sized nubs of Uncle Tony's nipples. Uncle Tony's hips suddenly turned into a blur of speed and power as he drove into me once again without relent. Raising my head, I could see the impossibly thick meat slamming into me over and over. Gooey globs of his and Dad's cum coated the fat ramming shaft and frothed where it plunged in and out of my clenching teenage hole. Still, seeing that huge cock splitting me open...seeing the mixture of both his and Dad's cum slobbered across his shaft...feeling him ramming that huge cock into the hilt...watching Dad kiss him controllingly...watching Dad twist Uncle Tony's nipples torturously...and, seeing Uncle Tony lose it as the first round of his second load in less than five minutes began to splash into the walls inside my young ass left me shocked and convulsing underneath both of them in the first throes of my own second load. One of Dad's big rough hands dropped to my chest and took one of my nipples between a thick forefinger and thumb. He twisted...twisted hard and aggressively. Added fire shot through my body and mind. I could feel Uncle Tony's body shift as he rose up on the balls of his feet...his deep thrusting into my ass finally slowing and the whimpering from his taut throat increasing in volume. Dad was pulling us both deeper into the last throes of our ball-drain- ing loads. I bucked my hips uncontrollably on Uncle Tony's still jerking cock and pulled at Dad's thick vein-corded meat with my mouth to draw the last of his drooling seed inside. My ass was flooded with two heavy hot loads of cum from men thirty years older than me...my mouth, tongue, throat and stomach bathed and filled with the thick hot loads of my uncle and father. I was stuffed at both ends with the huge, hard, massively thick cocks of both these big, hairy, muscular men. I writhed underneath the two of them, clutching and milking their hot mammoth mule-dicks with my mouth and ass. At the same time, Uncle Tony stood rigid on the balls of his feet unloading the last of his cock cream into my needy ass and Dad stood feeding me the last of his heavy load while his calloused fin- gers continued sending electricity through both my uncle and me through the tender flesh of our nipples. I could feel my dick flopping on my stomach as it sprayed the bottom of my chin, throat, chest, and stomach until teenage cum ran down the length of me to pool on the table below adding my second load of the evening into the first. I laid there, still twisting underneath them, gripping their oversized cocks with my mouth and ass to keep them both inside me. I never wanted this in- credible sense of being complete to end. Stuffed at both ends with these two massive, mature, unloading greek cocks, I soared in the feelings of being overly-filled, overly-fucked, and overly-loved by these two hairy over-sized men. To be continued... Other stories: Discovering Uncle Tip http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/discovering-uncle-tip/ Teddy's Discovery http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/teddys-discovery/ Hay Baling and Uncle Buck http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/hay-bailing-and-uncle-buck/ Bad Uncles and Dads http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/bad-uncles-and-dads/