Date: Sat, 12 Mar 2011 08:25:40 -0800 (PST) From: MUSCLEDADDY BEAR <muscle_daddy_bear@yahoo.com> Subject: Discovering Uncle Tip = Chapter 5: Cowboy Uncle Lloyd 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 a 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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All of a sudden I felt the need to get to that dance and get some girl out in my truck. Didn't matter who. I just needed to be with a girl. Maybe to prove something to myself. Or, maybe... No, I definitely needed to prove something. I was on a mission. I got home and said hi to everyone, my uncle Lloyd and Aunt Virginia had stopped over so we could all go together. My dad almost never drank. Mom, Uncle Lloyd, and Aunt Virginia were already heading toward a decent buzz, though. So, I headed straight for the shower. I was only in there a few minutes when the door flew open and Uncle Lloyd strode in. Uncle Lloyd was the good-natured drinker of the family. Always quick with the jokes, handsy with all the women, and a hell of a charmer. He wasn't much on looks...blond red hair, long scraggly mustache, and everyone joked he must be bald because he was never without his old beat-up cowboy hat cocked low on his head. Like Uncle Tip, Uncle Lloyd was another favorite uncle just because he was always so cotton-pickin' happy. And tonight, he was definitely "happy!" "Hey, boy," he said as he jerked the shower curtain open, "y' prob'ly wanna cool your jets on gettin' all got-up for t'nite." I stayed facing the shower spray as I asked why. "Well now," he started in that drawl of his that was twice as bad as anyone else's, "it seems....shit, boy, that runnin' water..." He swayed just a bit as he fumbled with his belt and popped the buttons on his levi's before spreading his fly wide open. "...just makes a man wanna piss." He looked up at me with one eye closed as if to see me better. "Hell, though," he continued, "if you were at Tip's this weekend, I'm sure you saw enough of this. That man sure never was shy 'bout his manly pride." He chuckled as he reached deep into one pants leg, "Used t' piss him off somethin' powerful that he didn't have nuthin' on my scrawny ass." I had to hold my jaw closed as my wiry uncle hauled out a rubbery hose of flesh that was everything Uncle Tip's was! He was staring down trying to aim as his piss started to flow, but his hands just fumbled with that big trouser snake getting his jeans wet in the process. "Hell, boy, help your uncle out here!" Without a second thought, I grabbed it and held it toward the side of the tub. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh..." Uncle Lloyd groaned as his streamed thickened and jetted against the porcelain. "Heh heh, gotta good touch, there, Joey." His cock flexed and lengthened in my grip as he cut his eyes slyly to the side at me. His gaze flicked down to my own rising dick, as his hand reached over and coiled over it to slide down its length. He gave the head a solid squeeze before going farther down and patting my balls from under- neath. "You sure are a goodlookin' lil' colt, turn around, boy...let's see what'cher cousins are all a flutter about." "Whewwwww weeeeee!!!" he exclaimed, cock jumping in my hand, as I turned without even thinking. His hand slid right up my crack sinking his middle finger deep inside my soapy hole. His cock turned to forged steel in my hand as he sucked in a deep breath. Almost to himself, he muttered, "Better not let Tip getta look at that tail." He twisted his finger up inside me as I automatically arched back a bit. "He'd...well, he'd do the same damed thing he did t' me," he laughed and pulled his hand back, "when we was young'uns." He shook his head as he tilted it back and looked up at the ceiling, "He nearly ripped me t' shreds more times'n I can count. Never did get t' pay that bastard back." He pulled his hips back and his cock out of my hand before he stopped and looked me dead in the eyes. "Now, if you've a mind to..." he placed my hand back over his impressive cock, as he winked one of those beer-bright green eyes and tipped his chin up so he looked down at me, "well, let's jus' say I'd be more'n happy t' show y' what'cher missin' not havin' any brothers t' mess with." "But, hell, I'm jus' a drunk uncle that needs t' get back n' let'cha finish up yer shower. Prob'ly best t' jus' forget.........," he stepped back, looked me over, and tipped his hat, "well...I"ll leave it up t' you t' decide what t' forget n' what not." And with that, he buttoned up and headed back out. I stood there a minute trying to figure all this out. Two uncles in one weekend...out of the blue...no warning? What was going on??? I finished showering, and went to my room to pretend to do homework. I just stared off past the open book thinking about Uncle Tip and now Uncle Lloyd, A couple hours later, though, Dad came to my room and asked me to help him with Uncle Lloyd. Uncle Lloyd had kept drinking and Dad wanted me to help get him in Aunt Virginia's car. Dad was on his way to bed but mom and Aunt Virginia were playing rummy, so it was up to us to get Uncle Lloyd set for the ride home later. My aunt could worry about getting him in their house when the time came. Each under one arm, we got him in the passenger side with the seat tilted back. "Joey, be a good boy n' stay with me a bit, I'm not feelin' s' good." Lloyd stated as much as asked. "Alright, Lloyd, but not too long. Joey's worked all day n' I'm sure he's tired." Dad said. After Dad walked back into the house, Uncle Lloyd said, "Hell, boy, your uncle's gotta piss. Damned beer..." "Help me with this, damn it." He said as he fumbled with his belt. I leaned in and pulled his belt open before going to work on the buttons of his fly. I got them open, as he told me to pull it out for him. Not an easy task as that long tube of flesh was stuffed way down his pants leg. I grabbed it by the base and began easing it up out of his jeans. Halfway out, I was enthralled by how much was still left inside. And...it hadn't escaped my attention that it was thickening and firming up as I tugged. Once I had it all the way out, it flopped back against the plaid cowboy shirt thinly covering his flat lean belly. It arched to the left like some thick sleeping snake. The view of my 200% cowboy uncle laid back drunk, fly open, with his long thick cock snaking across his belly had my own dick tenting my shorts. One hand went behind his own head, tipping his hat forward, as the other slid behind my neck. In the silence of the night, he pulled me to that thick slab of meat. I could smell the woodsy musk of man, cock, and balls as he drew my head closer. I pulled back, resisting, though not enough to stop my forced approach to his meaty cock. I opened my lips as the met his swelling meat. With no thought in my head, I began sucking and swirling my tongue over the underside. "Oh, yeah, that's it...." I got lost in it almost immediately and began moving up and down the length of it. I wasn't doing anything for him, I wasn't thinking about any- thing. I was acting on instinct, just giving my mouth free rein while my brain slipped into neutral. I wanted to suck that thick meat, I wanted it in my mouth... over my tongue...down my throat. Somehow the fact that it was my lady's-man uncle whose cock I was going down on only made me hotter. He pulled the pearl snaps on his shirt open as I worked. Once I finally made my way up his length to the wide fat head of his cock, I found it slopping around in a nice pool of precum gathered in his belly hair. Salty and tangy, I lapped it up at the same time as I lapped at the head of his tailpipe cock. That solid slab was hard as steel and jerking at my open mouth as if demanding I wrap my lips around it. With no warning, though I hadn't been paying attention had there been, the strong hand at the back of my head shoved me down on his cock. The only sound from him other than his breathing was the groan that rolled through him as his cock slid past my lips and down my throat. Once my lips were smashed into his crotch hair, he began humping that massive cowboy rammer in and out of my throat. I forgot about everything but my uncle's solid column of meat. My parents and aunt in the house, fear of getting caught, what Uncle Lloyd must think of me...everything disappeared as my sucking his heavy cock turned frenzied. The wet smacking of my wild sucking and slurping filled the air as my hand reached for his heavy hairy ballsack. Way too soon, he groaned again and I suddenly felt his cock flexing deep in my throat. I don't know what came over me, but went nuts over the thought of not tasting his cum. I felt him pouring his hot seed into me as his cock jerked deep inside my throat, but it was just going straight down into my belly!! I had to fight against his hand that was holding me firmly planted on the root of his cock. I was afraid there'd be nothing left by the time I pulled off enough to taste it. I shouldn't have been worried. Once I pulled about seven inches of thick bull-dick from my mouth leaving only a few inches and the head still inside, the cum still kept gushing out. Thick gobs of it spewed over my tongue and coated the inside of my mouth. As fast as I tried to swallow, it kept pouring out faster. Soon, it was leaking profusely down my chin and frothing around my lips. Suddenly the domelight went on and my eyes flew up to Uncle Lloyd's shit-eating grin and twinkling green eyes. I felt his leg shift under me as I realized he'd had his boot over the switch in the open door. "I jus' wanted t' see my cum spillin' out'cher hungry mouth, son." he said as the light went back out. "Looked goddamned nice, Joey, now come give your favorite uncle a kiss." In a sexual fog, I obeyed without question and climbed over him. He pulled me down and dragged his tongue around my lips and chin before sweeping it inside my mouth, deep-diving for his own cum. "Now, you better git'cher tail inside. I have a feelin' you got somethin' you need t' take care of." he said as he pulled me back into a quick final deep kiss. I stumbled backward out of the car door and headed for the house. The drapes seemed to move at my parent's window, but I couldn't be sure with my head spinning as it was. Once inside, I said a quick good night to my mom and aunt before heading back to my room. I didn't beat off, though, I was just too stunned and overwhelmed. I slid into bed and went right to sleep, the taste of Uncle Lloyd's cum still fresh and coating my mouth.