Date: Thu, 10 May 2001 17:20:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: WorshipsMuscleChubs <worshipsmusclechubs@yahoo.com>
Subject: BULL DADDIES (Part 4)

This is a story of the worshipful love of two boys for their 'muscle chub'
dads.  All the usual disclaimers apply.  I hope you enjoy it, and please
respect my ownership of this tale.  If you do enjoy this story feel free to
chat by email at <worshipsmusclechubs@yahoo.com>.

--WMC


			   BULL DADDIES (Part 4)
				 --by WMC

	When we got inside the bedroom Uncle Phil pulled me away from his
great girth and pitched me onto his and Dad's bed.  I landed on it and
bounced around laughing my head off as he crawled on top of me and started
wrestling.  I could feel the heft of his huge genitals poking and rubbing
me in the most exciting places.  The next thing I heard was Dad and Eddy
laughing as Uncle Phil pinned my ankles in one of his mighty hands with me
on my back below him.  He pushed my knees down onto my chest and, with his
other hand, began swiping the fat head of his hard-on up and down in my ass
crack.

	"So!" he exclaimed with mock anger in his velvety bass voice, "You
like to smell your butt on big, hard dicks, huh?  Well, take a whiff of
mine then!"

	He suddenly snatched me upside down off the bed by my ankles so
that his huge member hung right in my face.  I wrapped my hand around it
and pulled myself close enough to smell it.  It really was a thrilling
experience and his balls bounced and swayed hypnotically between his
powerful looking, slightly parted thighs.  I acted on a sudden urge and
began licking the big, rubbery knob he had teased my butt with and savored
my odor on a grownup's dick for the second time that day.

	"Do ME!" Eddy pleaded with my dad.

	Soon I was back on the bed lying next to my burly uncle and
watching with glee as Eddy dangled by his ankles from my dad's thick hands
and marveled at the huge piece of meat he was smelling.  Then Dad gently
laid him down on the bed on his back and crawled over him so that I was
between the two men, making a big production of dragging his big dick and
hairy balls over Eddy's face.  When my dad was situated beside me Eddy
popped up from between his massive thighs, laughing like he was possessed.

	His grinning face came up over Daddy's belly with that fat dick
head right under his nose and yelled, "You're right!  Your dad's hard-on
smells just like my butt!  SUPER neat!"

	Dad reached down and playfully, but noisily, thumped his raging
hard dick against Eddy's chest a couple of times as he said, "COOL, HUH?"

	He licked his scent from Dad's bloated glans and said, "YEAH!
Thanks Uncle Rick!"

	Uncle Phil reached across me to squeeze one of my dad's hairy pecs
and said with a laugh, "The apple never falls too far from the tree, I
guess."

	They looked at my confused expression and broke into laughter.  I
knew they were laughing at me but couldn't have cared less as I snuggled
deeper into the furry bulk of their muscular frames, feeling completely
safe and secure.  Meanwhile Eddy had switched to his father's lap, the
entire lower half of his face buried in the man's enormous ball sac as he
stroked, sniffed and licked with abandon.  Uncle Phil smiled and laid one
of his great paws on the back of Eddy's head, gently grinding his hips up
into his face.

	Dad laid one of his hands over my balls and hard-on as he asked,
"So what do you boys do when you play with each other's dick?"

	"Lots of neat stuff!" I replied.

	"Well, why don't you show us?" asked Uncle Phil, seeming keenly
interested.

	He and Dad pulled their legs up, their big balls cascading down
onto the mattress, and gave us the lower half of the bed to work with.
Eddy and I knelt before each other with our hard dicks proudly in hand and
started to "sword fight" for them.  I tagged Eddy's balls first so I lay
down and stuck my dick up for him to lick and jack off.  I watched and
enjoyed the way my dick looked so big as his hand slid up and down on it,
compared with the way my dad's huge hand had swallowed it.  I then glanced
at them to see if they were the least bit impressed as Eddy rubbed the head
of my dick against his tongue.  They looked on in amused pride at our show.
After Eddy had coaxed an orgasm from me he lay on his back and I straddled
his hips, pushing his hard-on lengthwise deep into my crack and squeezing
it in my cheeks.  I slowly rocked my ass over it.

	"Look how far Eddy's dick sticks up out of Chris's butt!" my dad
said to Uncle Phil as he ran his hand down the length of his brother's
monster organ and continued, "I guess the apple DOESN'T fall too far from
the tree, eh?"

	Uncle Phil hooked his arm over Dad's neck, so that the back of his
raven-haired head was cradled in his thickly muscled armpit, and licked his
beard-stubbled face.  I hungrily gazed at the fat slabs of dick riding up
their bellies past their navels and was inspired to give Eddy my best.  I
soon had my cousin's high voice wailing in orgasm and triumphantly sat
upright on him as I reached back and caressed his hard-on, which was still
clenched between my butt cheeks.  Dad and Uncle Phil applauded us as we
swelled with pride.

	"What kind of stuff do you guys like to do?" Eddy inquired.

	Dad, looking very cozy nestled against my uncle, looked up at him
and asked, "Shall we show them some of the stuff Dad and Uncle Ned taught
us?"

	He was not really their uncle, but a life long friend of Granddad's
whom they grew up calling "uncle".

	"Well," Uncle Phil started with a sly smile, "they're bound to see
it sometime, and I think we were about their age when those guys started
teaching us.  Weren't we?"

	"Yup!  You fellas sit up here with Phil," Dad said.

	We clamored up under Uncle Phil's raised arms as Dad scrambled down
between his brother's spread thighs.  Lying on his stomach with his
powerful arms draped over Uncle Phil's thighs and his own legs splayed
behind him his posture looked almost frog-like.  We watched with
fascination as Dad pulled the big dick in his face up off of Uncle Phil's
gut and squeezed it so that it turned crimson with its corded veins
bouncing out from its surface.

	Uncle Phil moaned as Dad whispered, "Beautiful!" and started
licking the bulbous head that swelled beyond enormous in his tight grip.

	"You men want to see just how big this guy's dick really is?" Dad
asked.

	We couldn't resist an invitation like that so we propped our elbows
on Uncle Phil's great belly and stared down with fascination as Dad relaxed
his grip so that his middle finger no longer met his thumb.  Uncle Phil's
dick lost the balloonish quality it had achieved in Dad's clutching grasp
and he circled the base of the hard-on with his thumb and index finger,
failing to meet around it by perhaps a quarter of an inch.  They further
separated by about another quarter inch as he pushed his hand down into the
layer of fat over Uncle Phil's pubic bone to reveal almost another two
spectacularly fat, vein-ribbed inches of rock hard dick.  We were totally
speechless as Dad smiled his admiration up into our dumbstruck faces.

	"WOW!" we shouted in unison.

	"How did it GET so BIG, Daddy?" Eddy asked in complete awe.

	"Time, patience and LOTS of the kind of healthy exercise you're
going to watch here in a minute or two!" he boasted with a swelled chest as
he ran his fingers through Dad's curly, black hair.

	He continued saying, "I've seen that look on Little Brother's face
many times before and I'll just bet you guys are fixing to see a
blue-ribbon blow job right about now!"

	"What's a blow job, Uncle Phil?" I asked looking back into his
serene face.

	"Watch and learn, young men," he sighed as he ran his huge hands
down our backs and started squeezing our firm, round behinds.

	We maintained our bird's eye view over Uncle Phil's belly and
watched with delight as Dad started gently thumping his face with Uncle
Phil's engorged dick.  Then he started running his tongue around on the fat
knob until his saliva made it glisten seductively in the dim light.  He
tongued the piss hole a few times and then, with a wink at Eddy and me,
licked his lips and slid them over the bulging, crimson head.  It made my
dick twitch like mad as I saw his lips conform to the contour of the big,
blunt knob, then he backed off of it and did it again.  The width of the
thing actually tugged slightly at his lips as they slid over it.  Then he
started taking more and more of the fat, veiny shaft into his mouth and
making suctioning noises on it.  Uncle Phil's dick started puffing up a bit
more and looking deadly serious about the pleasure Dad was heaping on it.
When his saliva began running down the exposed inches he came up off of the
full length and opened his mouth as wide as he could before diving down on
it until, with maybe three inches still to go, he gagged so hard and
noisily it scared me.

	He quickly came up off the incredibly rigid beast and said, "Damn!
That first one always gets me!  I swear this thing keeps getting fatter!"

	Uncle Phil laughed and said, "Not any fatter than you like `em!
Now, we owe these fellas a show.  Remember?  So let's give `em one."

	With that, the huge dick quickly disappeared in Dad's mouth again
and stopped him at the same point.  He gagged several times but bravely
stood his ground with it and kept pushing down with greater and greater
force.  The harder he pushed the tighter it stretched his lips.  Uncle Phil
moaned and I felt one of his fat fingers force its way between my cheeks
and start pressing on my hole.  I was incredibly turned on by this and
looked over to see that he was doing the same thing with Eddy's butt.  He
removed the fingers and moistened them in his mouth, then slid them back
into our butt cracks.  Suddenly Dad's forehead was buried in Uncle Phil's
belly and his mouth disappeared in the wiry bush at the base of his dick.

	"N-n-n-g-g-g-u-u-u-h-h-h-h-YEAH!  EAT that big, fat dick!" Uncle
Phil roared as his finger sunk deep inside me.

	I saw Eddy's eyes roll back as a wave of pleasure engulfed him and
knew that Uncle Phil was in past his second knuckle and wiggling around in
him as well.  I instinctively clamped my ass down on his invading digit and
watched in awe as Dad reeled up off of the giant man's dick, inch after
colossal inch reappearing from his suctioning mouth.

	"Shit!" he bellowed with a cough, "If that damn thing gets any
thicker it's gonna be TOO BIG to get in my THROAT!"

	Uncle Phil looked back at him with an expression that seemed to ask
what he was supposed to do about it.  Then Dad pressed the underside of the
head to his lips and, almost as if it was a microphone filling his hand,
half-whispered, "You taste good tonight."

	He started sliding his lips up and down over the knob and Uncle
Phil quickly brought me, then Eddy, to orgasm.  We each in turn fell back
into the cradle of his huge arm and barrel chest, his finger still at work
inside.

	"That's better!" he sighed, "Now I can watch, too."

	"Yeah," I threw in, "I really like watching Eddy jack me off."

	Dad came up off of Uncle Phil's dick again and scooped up his huge
balls, barely managing to suck one into his mouth while the other one
rolled around on his chin.  Eddy had the best view of his dad's bag hanging
out of my dad's mouth and cracked up.  Dad winked at him and started doing
something with his mouth.  Uncle Phil's head rolled back with his eyes
squeezed shut as his dick got super hard and stood up from his belly on its
own.

	"Balls big enough to suit you?" Uncle Phil growled.

	My delighted looking dad nodded his head in the affirmative then
spit the wet orb out and returned the bulky shaft of my uncle's big dick to
his mouth.  He then started bobbing up and down on it.  Soon he was pushing
down to the base again.

	Uncle Phil looked back at me and returned to my earlier comment by
saying, "Yeah, your dick looked real big in Eddy's hand.  Wait till you see
it in his mouth when he gives you a blow job!"

	"So he's blowing?  It sounds more like sucking." I said.

	"Yes, yes!  He's definitely sucking.  I don't know why they call it
a blow job," was his reply, "Anyway, someday you're going to learn that sex
with women is nice and all, but it's all about holding back and letting
them fully enjoy what it is to be a woman.  When you want to fully enjoy
what it is to be a man, you'll have to look for it with another man."

	A look of amusement crossed his handsome face and he said "Look at
the way my dick stretches his lips right before it goes down his throat!
He makes it look so good I'd almost be willing to lose this belly to suck
it myself!"

	"I'll bet you could, too!" Eddy proudly boasted as he studied the
size of the organ my dad was sliding his mouth over.

	Uncle Phil looked at Eddy, then at his dick and said, "May-be.
Hey, Rick!  Let's pull out for these guys tonight so they can watch us
come!"

	Dad came up off of my uncle's incredibly bloated dick long enough
to agree, then went right back down on it.  I could see exactly where his
sticking point was on my uncle's huge girth and marveled at the discipline
he showed in defeating it.

	"Well," Uncle Phil began, "you men want to watch me come on a guy's
face?"

	"COOL!" we shouted.

	Uncle Phil grinned widely and quickly slipped his fingers out of
our butts, bringing his big arms around us and smearing our noses.  We
wrinkled our noses at the odor and then shouted in unison, "Put it back in!
Put it back in!"

	His fingers slid back into our clutching holes as dad backed
completely off of Uncle Phil's dick and quickly caught four thick, white
hot jets of come in his smiling face.  Eddy and I practically squealed as
we saw this and thrashed around wriggling our tiny butts on my uncle's fat
fingers.  When Uncle Phil's come started just gurgling out of his slit and
rolling down his shaft Daddy capped the gusher off with his mouth.

	"Can a dick fit up there?" Eddy asked, no doubt squeezing his ass
on his father's finger.

	"You bet, son," said his dad, "Uncle Rick and I butt fuck a lot
when we get together.  I'll bet his dick's so hard right now after sucking
mine he'd be happy to show you fellas what that looks like.  What do you
say, Rick?"

	With rivulets of Uncle Phil's come streaming down Dad's face he
licked his lips and, feigning difficulty speaking, replied, "I - I - I
think I'm goin' for some grease.  And when I get back I'm gonna stuff your
butt so full of dick you're gonna yelp like a school girl for these guys!"

	Then he looked at me and winked, grinning as he made his exit.

	Uncle Phil called back, "Then you better clean yourself up a
little!  You're not going to be very convincing wearing my come all over
your face!"

	We died laughing and started running our hands over his massive
balls and rapidly deflating dick.

					(to be continued)