Date: Sat, 19 Mar 2011 15:09:27 -0700 (PDT) From: MUSCLEDADDY BEAR <muscle_daddy_bear@yahoo.com> Subject: Discovering Uncle Tip Chapter 7: Manhandled by Drunk Uncle Tip 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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While we worked, though, he quietly said under his breath without looking up from his work, "Now, Joey, I want you t' stay away from Halverson." I glanced over at him and then back down at the plank I was holding, "How come, Uncle Tip?" Not that I needed a reason, Rick Halverson gave me the creeps. "Never you mind, boy, you jus' see to it you steer clear of that man. Hear me?" "Yes sir, Uncle Tip." I didn't understand his reasons, but I liked the protective note in his voice. I kind of felt as if I had the school bully as my best friend as I stood there. A sense of pride washed over me. What a day.... *************** Wednesday I asked Jenny Ayers out for Saturday. I'd heard she was an easy mark and she'd flirted with me for over a year now. She said yes, and I spent the rest of the week thinking about how to get in her pants. Saturday came and at the drive-in movie theater between our town and the next, I found out I hadn't need to plan at all. Shortly after the movie started she leaned over and began kissing me, and moving my hands up to her breasts. All I could think about, though, was Uncle Tip's furry chest and the solid slabs of muscle underneath. Luckily that turned me on enough that when she reached for my fly, my cock was almost fully hard as she fished it out. She leaned over sliding her mouth down my length, but it was just a slight sensation of wetness. There was no suctioning, no power in those lips, no demand in her as she worked to suck me off. She petted my balls while inside I longed for a strong touch to pull them down away from my shaft or to reach down and stuff a finger inside my ass. Not wanting to get a reputation around school as a lame lay, I focused back on when I was in the store at the lumberyard. Dax pistoning his cock in and out of my ass, while Brandt did the same to my face. My dick grew more rigid in Jenny's mouth and she increased her silly petting of my balls. Suddenly in my head, it was Uncle Tip's cock in my mouth, his hands holding my head as he thrust deep in my throat. In my mind, I looked up into the cabinet doors and it was also Uncle Tip behind me. My towering uncle, his muscled body covered in that dark curling hair, pounding his huge cock in and out of my tight hole. Deep in my fantasy, I slammed my arm down on the window sill of the open window of my truck and grabbed the back of the seat with the other as the cum rushed up my shaft. Jenny pulled off and wrapped thin limp fingers around my shaft, trying now to bring me off with her hand instead of taking my load down her throat. Once I got over being irritated she'd pulled off, I went back to being double-dicked by Uncle Tip. As her light fingers flew up and down my dick, barely touching it, I went back to the lumberyard in my mind. Uncle Tip's hands digging into my skin as he thrust in me from both front and back In my fantasy, he lifted me off my toes with his pounding from behind and gagged me repeatedly shoving his long fat horse-cock down my throat. The cum started rising in my balls and racing up my shaft when she pulled her hand back and sat up in the passenger seat. "Nuh uhhhh," she said, flipping her ponytail from side to side. "No "peaking" on the first date." God, I wanted to wipe that satisfied smirk right off her face as she stared forward at the movie screen. I wanted to tell her I'd been fantasizing about someone else, though not who, and watch that smile crack. Instead, I played the gentleman and told her that was probably a good idea and that I respected her for her limits...all complete lies and I couldn't get her home fast enough when the movie was over. I headed home as Uncle Tip kept entering my thoughts. I swore I wouldn't do it. I tried not to do it. I tried to drive right past it. But, I found myself turning down the cut off to Uncle Tip's shop and house. I parked in the lot and walked around to the gate into his backyard. I eased it open and walked to the patio door. There he was...sprawled on his back across the couch, feet opposite me, in front of the television. The hair on his belly drew my eyes to his open fly. The flaps were pulled wide and folded down over his pockets while his long hog of a cock layed heavily along side one flap like a giant sleeping boa constrictor. As I knocked on the glass, I noticed the beer can in the hand of his arm that was splayed out toward the floor. He tilted his head back and saw me standing there. He got up and his white socked feet stumbled as he came to the door. He slid it open and braced one hand on each side of the door as he swayed and leaned toward me, squinting as if making sure who I was. "What the hell, boy? What're you doin' here this time of night? He asked abrasively. "Well, I...ummm..I was out on a date. And, welll...I was drivin' home...and..." "Get the fuck in here." he growled and yanked me inside, slamming the door closed. He turned and stalked toward me, an angry look on his face as he stared me down. I backed up until my back met a wall and Uncle Tip's body collided with mine. He had his arms raised over me, hands against the wall, my face pressed into his chest as he said, "Now, son, we both know what'cher here for, now don't we?" I couldn't respond, my face was pressed into a thick furry pec, I couldn't do anything but try to shake my head. "Suck my tit, boy!" he demanded. I still shook my head. This wasn't what I came here for. I wasn't sure what the reason had been, but this certainly wasn't it. "No?" he asked. "NO?!" "Fuck this," and he threw his beer can into the sink and spun me around. Next, he grabbed me around the waist and lifted me off the floor, pinning my back against his chest as he carried me down the hall- way. "Since when do you tell me, no?" as he stormed into his mess of a bedroom and threw me down on a bed covered only in a fitted sheet and disarranged pillows in mis-matched pillowcases. I looked up and saw his glazed eyes and clenched fists, realizing for the first time he was drunk off his ass. "What, no answer?" he all but yelled at me yanking me by the arm off the bed and onto the floor. He stood over me and dropped to my chest, pinning my arms at my sides. "This," he grabbed his fat heavy cock out and began slapping me across the face with it, "this is what you want, boy! Now, say so, god- damn it." "No, I only wanted.." I started to say, but he cut me off by shoving his cock in my mouth. "I've had enough of "no" outta you. If you're tryin' t' piss me off," he slurred, "you're doin' a GODDAMNED good JOB OF IT! NOW, STRIP!" What the hell was this?? As if he realized the position I was in, he rose up on his knees dragging his cock across my face and forehead in the process. "I said, strip, boy." he growled. I hustled to drag my pants and briefs off from my position underneath him. I just got my shirt unbuttoned when he said, "Enough!" and yanked my arms above my head. He wrapped one of those huge hands completely around both my wrists, locking them together in a steel grip as he walked his knees backward down my body. Once he reached the point where is cock was swaying over my mouth, he took it in his other hand and forced my mouth open with his thick hard meat. He drove it down my throat as he cussed at me drunkenly. He fucked my face hard, barely giving me a chance to breathe. Spit and pre- cum pouring down my throat and out the side of my mouth as he fucked my face. When I thought I couldn't take any more and would pass out soon from lack of oxygen, he pulled out and climbed off me. I laid there gasping as I watched him peel his jeans off, staring down at me menacingly. "Get up." he demanded, his voice cold and harsh. "I said, get up, pup!" he repeated when I just laid there. I knew I should get up, but fear kept me from moving. "You little fuckin' bastard," he growled as he grabbed me by the arm and jerked me half onto the mattress, knees still on the floor. I felt him move behind me as I tried to raise up in protest, but one of his hands shot out and shoved me back down on the mattress as he used his knees to kick mine apart. I heard a squirt and then felt something cool and slippery being rubbed against my ass. "Uncle Tip, I just came over..." but, he cut me off again telling me to shut the fuck up as he picked something up from the floor while I reached back to try to push him away from my ass. He grabbed my wrists, pulled them together, and then wrapped something around them several times before tying the ends securely together. "What're you doing???" I cried! Without answering, he placed the wide head of his huge cock at my hole and began pushing in. As he stretched me open, I twisted underneath him...trying to push his oversized cock back out of me. But, that only seemed to inflame and exicte him more! I tried hitting his thighs with mine, jerking my body away from his...but nothing did anything more than make him more determined. "Oh, god..oh, god..." was all I could sob as he finally bottomed out in my over-stretched ass. "AAAAAAAGGGGGGHH!" as he pulled only a few inches out and SLAMMED back in...stretching my hole as he brutalized my body from the inside. "Would you just look at that," he said as he leaned back and slowly eased his massive cock out of my ass till just half the head was resting inside my hole. "That is one fuckin' beautiful, hairless, young ass. Man, you should see the lips of your hole gripping my cock like it's being stretched to its limit. Funny, isn't it boy," he continued as he reached up to stroke the back of my head, "that such a sweet ass, makes me want..." He grabbed my hair in his fist, "to fuck you...." And, he rammed that telephone pole cock back up into my guts as all the breath left my chest. "...till you cry for your mama!!" He continued berating me as he fucked me viciously...slamming in and then jamming his cock left and right...seeming to stretch my ass further with every stroke. I saw stars when he reached underneath me and jerked my own dick back to lay downward across the mattress pointing to the floor. He resumed pile-driving my ass as if his energy would never run out. He slammed his mule-dick so far up inside me, my stomach went cold every time he hit bottom...which was on every ass-splitting stroke. I felt a moment's relief when he released my hair. But, then he grabbed my hips and began pulling that long fat cock all the way out of my ass...and, then, punching the full length back inside me!! "AWWWW FUCK," I screamed on every stroke, the fat head of his monster cock bashing my abused hole back open every time it had a chance to close up some. Every stroke felt like he was busting into me for the first time, savagely shoving me open with each thrust as he continued pulling fully out of me before skewering me back onto his massive ass-stretcher. Finally my yelling meshed together and became one long scream interrupted only to catch a short breath and then continue yelling into the mattress, Everything from my head to my toes went over the edge as I realized I was cumming down the side of Uncle Tip's mattress. My body thrashed wildly under him as he suddenly leaned forward and piledrove into me and filled my ass with spew after spew of his thick milky seed. He flooded my guts while fire ripped through my body, still screaming into his mattress. His rough paw slipped over my mouth as his own orgasm began to subside. "Sh, sh, shhhh, boy...." he said quietly in my ear. My yelling quieted down to hiccupping whimpers as he asked tenderly, "Now, was that what you came here for?" Jesus! He was right! Even though my head was still spinning, I knew he was right. All I could do was nod my head into his hand. I couldn't speak, too much emotion was rushing threw me. He wrapped an arm under me and scooted us both up on the bed to the pillows, keeping his cock buried deep inside me. "Joey...Joey...Joey..." he mumbled as he kissed my neck and buried his face in my hair. He began moving inside me again, tenderly, lovingly, slick with the gallon of cum he'd just unloaded in my swollen ass. He untied my arms and wrapped both of his around my chest. I turned my face back to him as his eyes searched mine. Then, he lowered his face and kissed me deeply and slowly...the sensuality of it making me drunk with the taste of his mouth. He kept moving inside me, stroking the walls of my ass deep within my body. When he rolled off and onto his side, he took me with him and pulled one leg back and over his own. From this angle, he reached down and scooped up a handful of his own cum and slathered it over my dick. He fisted my dick slowly as if he was memorizing the feel of it. The other arm slid under my head and pulled me into another deep passionate kiss as his hips began stroking his mammoth cock faster and faster in and out of my hole. "Uhhhhhhmm..." he groaned into my mouth at the same time as my own balls drew up against the base of my dick. "Awwwwwwwwwwwww!!" he growled as he buried his cock balls deep inside, that baseball bat cock flexing against my hole as he unloaded his cum a second time deep within my bowels. A second later, my own cock spewed a rope of cum up onto my forehead as he fisted my cock and I gasped for air. My legs stretched rigidly down to my toes and I grabbed a hold the arm under my head as my cum continued splashing across my chest and bellly. I don't know when I fell asleep, but I awoke as Uncle Tip eased carefully out of bed. A few seconds later, I heard his heavy stream of piss hitting water in the bathroom. I could see his shadow as he sauntered back to the bed and stopped at the foot looking down at me. "I'm not ready for this," he muttered, "My own damned nephew..." Fear raced through me that he didn't want to have anything sexual to do with me any more. "Falling in love with my nephew. Fuck...." He climbed back into bed and wrapped me up on those big strong arms, the warmth and hair of his body pressing against the entire length of mine. Never before had I ever felt more safe, more love, or more CONFUSED !