Date: Fri, 23 Sep 2011 07:24:05 -0700 (PDT) From: MUSCLEDADDY BEAR <muscle_daddy_bear@yahoo.com> Subject: Discovering Uncle Tip Chapter 14: Rick Halverson 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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He chuckled evilly and began slowly peeling off his shirt. He'd looked big, strong, and packed with muscle before. As the shirt slid from his torso, though, it revealed something much different. What must've at one time been a solid impressive physique, was now fatty, flabby, and sagging. He looked sloppy, soft, and out of shape...even pathetic in that he didn't seem to realize the body he was so proud of had lost all it's former glory. "Look at'cha...your face says it all, boy. You want it bad, don'cha. I'll jus' bet your lil' ass is jus' dyin' for me t' fuck you till you can't remember your own name!" He reached down for my left leg and flipped me over onto my stomach before I could react. I twisted back and tried to get up again when I found my- self backhanded back onto my stomach. "So, that's how ya wanna play it, huh?" He asked, his voice even more evil and threatening than before. "Hell, I could see y' liked it rough from lookin' through that window. But, I had no idea y' wanted it THIS rough! Damn, boy! We're gonna have us both a good ol' time!!!" "No, Mr. Halverson, I really gotta go..." "Shut the fuck up." He twisted my hair painfully in his fist. He dropped on top of me and brought his lips close to my ear. "Y' know your uncle wanted it this bad, too." He whispered into my ear as if sharing a closely guarded secret. What the hell??? "Yeah, big ol' rough n' tough Tip? Yeah, he wanted Rick's big fat cock as much as you do!" "High school...after a game...we both got snot-slingin' drunk. Took me about two seconds after he passed out t' get his shorts off n' my cock up against his asshole. Took me a whole lot longer t' get it inside that tight virgin hole, though. And, that boy's ass was so hairy even back then that it felt like I was fuckin' him through a full beard t' get inside that boy-tail." He continued, shocking me into silence. "N,' LORD, even passed out, that man struggled n' yelled. Never did wake all the way up, though. Had a helluva time m'self, fuckin' that tight ass n' knowin' how bad he wanted it even though he wouldn't admit that." "Yeah, I fucked him. Fucked him hard n' long. Dropped three loads in that tight hairy ass. You should'a seen him afterward. Jacket rolled up under his hips, thighs wide, ass spread high n' open... and, so much of my cum poured outta that gapin' hole that you couldn't ' even see the blood from me tearin' his up!" "Poor bastard limped for a week n' a half after that!" Mr. Halverson chuckled wickedly. "N,' so will you, boy." He shifted and I felt the big ugly head of his cock shove up against my cum-slick hole. "NO!!" I yelled, hoping someone was near enough to hear me. "Fuck yeah!!! I like it when you say, no!" He pressed for- ward, the cum coating my hole making it open painfully even though I struggled for all I was worth to keep it clamped down against his forced entry. "OH JESUS.......OH GOD....PLEASE...PLEEEEEASE..." I screamed....the pain rushing through me in rapid waves as my hole strained past where even Coach Stennick had stretched me. Tears poured down my face as I choked on my own sobs and my asshole began to feel as it was about to rip "FUCK FUCK FUCK....PLEEEEEEASE....OHHHHH GODDDDDD.....!!!!!" I screamed louder and higher as I heard the shack's door slam open and a roar of fury fill the air inside at the same time as about half of Halverson's ogre cock rammed up inside me. Suddenly, Halverson flew off my back and the shack shud- dered as his weight hit a wall behind me. Huge rough hands grabbed my shoulders and flipped me around onto my back. "Why, Joey, why??!! I told you t' stay away from..." The fury in Uncle Tip's face drained and it went white at the site of the hand- print on my cheek and the tears raining down my sobbing face. "HALVERSON!!!" Uncle Tip roared as he continued looking deeply into my sobbing face and the anger rushed back into his handsome features. He stood and spun around to lunge at the other man. "YOU GODDAMN WORTHLESS SACK OF SHIT!" Uncle Tip grabbed him by the throat and forced him to his feet against the wall. An instant later, his arm drew back and pounded four powerful punches into Mr. Halverson' paunchy gut causing Halverson's head to fall slack down onto his chest. After the last punch and gasping for air, he lifted his head slowly. "He wanted it. He wanted it jus' like you did back when..." He sneered and spat out at Uncle Tip only to be silenced by a crushing fist to his nose. Bone shattered and blood sprayed across the room in a wide arc as Uncle Tip's roar of fury cut through the air again. His fist flew to Rick Halverson's face over and over, the sound of it hitting his jaw was like a sledgehammer connecting with a two-by-four. He released the man's neck as Halverson slid to the floor. Fists clenched, arms strained and bowed at his sides, chest still heaving with rage, "Youuuuu sick fuck....." Uncle Tip slowly lowered himself to one knee as Halverson's arms suddenly jolted straight out to his sides against the wall. "FUCK, TIP, FOR GOD'S SAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!" Halverson's huge ugly dick was laying in the dirt in front of him, Uncle Tip's knee directly on top of it as he slowly rolled all his weight forward onto the oversized length of flesh. Uncle Tip's voice dropped low, deep, and more menacing than I'd ever heard it. "Get outta here, Rick. Go home n' stay home. Tomorrow, it'll be that you got in a fight tonight at a bar in another town. You got it?" "Yeah...yes, Tip...just fuckin' please...." "Not yet, you sorry bastard." "AAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHH!!!" Halverson screamed as Uncle Tip twisted his knee slowly on top of the dick crushed under- neath. "You ever...EVER....speak t' Joey again...so much as LOOK at him again.... If you live through what I'll do t' you, you'll wish t' fuckin' hell you hadn't!! AND, I'll tell every goddamned soul in this COUNTY that I caught you tryin' t' rape my nephew! YOU GOT IT?" "Yes, Tip, YES!!!" Uncle Tip rose to his feet and towered over Mr. Halverson as he pulled his brutally punished cock to his flabby stomach, sobbing and curling into a ball. "Now, get out. You crawl your sorry ass out to your truck n' make sure no one sees your worthless hide." Halverson nodded, but didn't move...still sobbing and now holding his knees to his chest. "NOW!" Uncle Tip bit out. "Ohhh fuck..." Halverson sobbed, easing onto his hands and knees. Uncle Tip hauled his leg back and then swung it solidly into Halverson's stomach. "CHRIST!!!" Halverson yelled, slamming into the wall again. Easing away, though, he went back to crawling toward and out the door. Uncle Tip turned around. It seemed as if all the anger, fury, and energy drained from his face once more. His shoulders and arms fell limp as his lips parted and drew a long shaky breath. He moved toward me and kneeled down, his face a tense mask of worry and aching distress. "You okay, Joey." "Uncle Tip, I..." I started to sob again. "Shh, shhhhhh....can you walk?" I nodded. "Where're your keys?" "Tied in my shoelaces," I choked out. "I didn't have any other..." "It's alright, it's alright..." He untied my keys and then re- tied the laces. "Let's get you home." He said quietly. "We'll take your truck, and stop off t' get you some clothes." "Okay..." He helped me up and into my shorts, then stood in front of me. After gently wiping my tears away, he slid his hands to the side of my head and kissed my hair. "Let's go." Halfway through the trees, we came across Halverson on his knees and throwing up as he held onto a branch. "Should've broken both your legs and your worthless back thirty years ago." Uncle Tip said and spat on the beaten man as we passed. He drove me home and left me in the truck as he went in- side. He came out with an armload of clothes and climbed back in. He'd said, 'Let's get you home.' But then, he'd also said, we'd stop off for some clothes. I noticed the conflicting statements, but hadn't processed them. Somewhere back in my mind, I took fleeting notice again. Halfway to his house, I saw a tear roll down his cheek. "Uncle Tip..." "My fault..." He muttered, shaking his head stoically. He sniffed and I saw his throat swallow hard as he looked out the side window, "It's all my goddamned fault." Something in the harsh set of his jaw told me to keep quiet and leave alone whatever thoughts were rolling through his mind. He pulled up to the side gate when we arrived at his house, then grabbed my clothes and then came around to get me out of the passenger seat. 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