Date: Sun, 5 Jun 2011 15:01:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: MUSCLEDADDY BEAR <muscle_daddy_bear@yahoo.com>
Subject: Discovering Uncle Tip  Chapter 11:  Uncle Lloyd and the Sheriff After the Game

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Discovering Uncle Tip  Chapter 11:  Uncle Lloyd and the Sheriff After the Game

	The next day after school and football practice, Uncle Cal and I
dug up the rest of the space for his new patio.
	He was dressed the same as the day before, and watching his
heavy cock swing inside his old cut off sweatpants kept my own dick straining
inside my jock.
	I waited for a sign that he would allow things to go the route they
had the night before.  But, he kept us working past dark to finish and then
said I needed to get home because of how late it'd gotten.
	I left disappointed, worried nothing might ever happen again with
this man who now turned me on so much and horny as all hell with having
watched his thick juicy meat bounce inside his shorts as we'd worked.
	By the time I got home, my dick was about ready to explode
inside my jock.  I hoped Dad might've had another hard day with his back
and that I might get to spend some time on his hefty cock.
	He was talking with Mom about Uncle Tip again when I walked
in, though, and asked if I still had homework to do.
	When I said no, Mom said supper was still on the stove as they
went back to talking.
	As I was eating, they both got up and said they were heading to
bed.  Dad lingered and asked if I would put the rest of the dinner away and
turn the lights out when I went to bed.
	I said I would, and he said goodnight with a wink and a grin.
	My dick jerked in my jock with the hope there might be a
late night visit from him later.
	I woke the next morning having slept the night through with no
such visit, though.
	The football game that night was nothing special, though we won.
	I skipped showering with the rest of the team afterward, not
trusting myself to keep from throwing a hard-on in front of the rest of the
guys.  I didn't find guys my own age attractive, oddly.  It seemed to only
be older bigger men that made my mouth water and ass twitch,  Still, though,
I didn't want to take the chance of popping a woodie in front of my team-
mates.
	Oh hell, I thought walking out into the gym's parking lot in just
my shorts and tennis shoes and seeing Uncle Lloyd leaning lazily against the
front of my battered old truck.
	Sticking out from his scraggly handle-bar mustache was a tooth-
pick that moved as he chewed on the other end.  His cowboy hat was pulled
low over his eyes, and his arms were crossed over his slender chest.  His
tall wiry body poured into his standard Wranglers, with that huge lump hang-
ing halfway down one thigh that seemed to be in the exact same place every
time I saw him.
	"Howdy son," he drawled and slurred at the same time as I
approached.  God, was this man EVER sober???
	"Good.  Tired, Uncle Lloyd, but good.  And, you?"  I walked
past him and threw my gym back in the bed of the truck, wishing he would
just go away and leave me alone.
	"Well, I got m'self a lil' problem..."
	"Yeah?" I asked, trying to make my disinterest clear as I came
back to stand in front of him, politeness keeping me from just climbing into
the cab.
	"Yeah...left m' damn light on durin' the game n' no bastard
reported it.  So, m' truck won't start.  Gonna need you t' give me a jump,
son."
	"Okay," I had no choice but to help him, "jump in and I'll drive
us over."
	I nosed the bumper of my truck up against his and popped the
hood as we got out when we arrived.
	The parking lot was back behind the school, vacant with nothing
but uncleared woods on the other three sides.
	With the stadium lights shut down and well away from the
streets, I left my lights on so we could see what we were doing as Uncle
Lloyd grabbed jumper cables from behind the bench seat of his own truck.
	We attached them in silence and then he went climbed into his
cab.  After a couple tries, his truck started and he climbed back out.
	"Alright, boy, let's jus' let that charge a bit," he said, popping
the tab on a beer he must've gotten from an ice chest in the cab.
	Tipping it back, he grabbed my wrist and slid my hand over his
denim encased cock.
	Pulling the beer away from his lips he leered at me from the
shadow his cowboy hat spilled over his eyes, "So, what should we do while
we're waitin'?"
	I glanced around nervously, feeling exposed in the empty lot
though we were three blocks from the nearest street.
	"Uncle Lloyd, I don't think..." a hand flashed to my shoulder
and shoved me to the ground, the pavement biting into my knees.
	"Don't think, boy."
	His hands went to his big rodeo buckle, sliding the belt out
before his long thick fingers worked the button of his Wranglers free.  He
then grabbed the tails of his western shirt and pulled the snaps open and
bared his slender hairy chest and stomach to the glow of the headlights from
my truck.
	Even though I was finding that I was turned on only by men
bigger and more muscular than me, something about Uncle Lloyd's tanned
sinewy physique sporting that thick coating of light coppery fur also made
my dick throb.  Maybe it was partly because he was always laughing and
pouring on the flirtatious charm with both men and women alike.  Or, maybe,
it was just the fact that he had the biggest cock of anyone I knew except for
Uncle Tip.
	He chuckled as if he had an idea of what was going through my
head as he slowly pulled his zipper down, spread the flaps, and then shoved
his jeans halfway down his slender furry thighs.
	Even with his jeans pushed down that far, the head and several
inches of his long thick cock were still hidden inside the leg.
	He reached down and hauled the rest of the rubbery length free
as it flexed and twisted in the night air...hanging heavily just inches from my
face.
	"See, I remember a couple weeks ago when you were suckin'
on the ol' brute like a starvin' calf, boy."  Holding the base, he rubbed the
fat length slowly back and forth across my face.  "And, swallowed my cum
like a boy with his first milk shake."
	He put the head of his cock under my nose, against my lips and
chin, as his voice dropped softer and lower, "Smell it, boy...smell that stud
dick you wanna taste again s' bad."
	I inhaled, forgetting I wanted to resist and taking the scent of
sweat, male crotch, and stud meat deep into my lungs.  With a mind of their
own, my chin dropped as my lips parted and my tongue snaked out to lap
up the underside if Uncle Lloyd's thick heavy cock.
	"Oh yeah...sheeeeeeit, boy!  That's nice...."  He stumbled back
a step, his cock falling from my face and dangling solidly between his thighs.
	He grabbed my head and pressed it into his crotch, my tongue
snaking out again to wrap around and slather the base of his hardening meat.
	"See...I think you're like me, Joey boy.  I think you're jus' an ol'
hound dawg fer anything with two legs.  See, me...I don't much care whether
it's gal or a dude, I jus' want m' fat crank stuffed up somethin' tight n' wet.
Your aunt Virginia aint put out in a coon's age, s' that sweet mouth n' tight
ass'a yours puts a powerful ache in m' loaded up balls, boy."
	He released his grip and took another swig from his beer.  I took
the opportunity and slid my mouth down to suck the long helmet-shaped
head of his sturdy cock inside my throat.  With his cock not yet fully hard, I
was able to more easily slobber and chew on his impressive meat as it filled
my mouth and throat.
	Burping proudly, "Hell, yeah, boy!  Eat that big ol' fuckin' cock!
You're as much'a randy whore as yer handsome Uncle Lloyd, son!"
	Now, I almost laughed at that.  But glancing up at him, that
reaction died immediately.
	He definitely wasn't handsome, that was for sure.  But, it was
obvious why he was such a ladies man.  Tall and rangy, cowboy to the core,
good natured and lewdly flirtatious, always somewhere between buzzed and
playfully drunk, and hauling around that huge cock so obviously displayed
inside his snug faded Wranglers.
	The plaid western shirt hanging open on each side of his furry
tanned chest and belly, while his dusty jeans gathered low on his legs and
topped equally dusty and beat up cowboy boots spurred me to suck his
cock deep into my throat and bury my nose in the thick coarse hair of his
crotch.
	I slid my hands over the rough leather of his boots.  Something
about the long wide feel of them as my hands strained to stretch across the
bulk of them, emphasized the all-male ruggedness of the man I knelt before.
Though Uncle Lloyd was a welder by trade, there was no mistaking this
man was all rough n' tough cowboy.
	The realization of how much he turned me on left me attacking
his cock, slurping and sucking voraciously as the wet noise filled the other-
wise silent night.
	"Hewww weeee, boy!" Uncle Lloyd exclaimed as his cock
became rigid steel in my mouth and throat.  "Get up here, son.  Git on up
here, now!"
	As I began to stand, he jerked me the rest of the way up...spun
me around and threw me over the side of his truck.  Looking arcross the
open engine, I saw headlights turn down the road to the football field parking
lot as he jerked my shorts down to my ankles.  Other than my shoes, I was
now naked as I'd forgone underwear or a jock when I'd changed out of my
game gear.
	"Uncle Lloyd!  Someone's comin'!"
	"Aw, don't worry none about that, boy.  I gotta silver tongue
that'll smooth over any lil' issue that comes our way.  Here, son," he added
with a drunken mischievous chuckle, "I'll show ya."
	With that, he dropped to his knees and sunk his tongue up inside
my asshole as he spread my cheeks with his strong fingers.
	"AWWWW JESUS!"  I cried, lifting one leg like the whore he'd
called me earlier and wanting his fat silky tongue as far up inside me as
possible!  It thrust repeatedly inside me as my body bucked against him,
spreading my hole as he slobbered profusely at my clenching hole!
	"Uncle Lloyd!  Uncle Lloyd!!  The car's gettin' closer!"  I whined
desperately, not wanting anyone to find out I was in the parking lot with my
shorts at my feet and my uncle's tongue up my bare ass!!
	He pulled away, stood up, and shoved his cock up inside my
hole!
	"OH FUCKIN' CHRIST!!!"  I yelled, barely keeping myself
from screaming as the car continued coming closer.  "You're fuckin' splittin'
me in half, and that car's almost.."
	"Aw shut the fuck up, kid, n' jus' let me handle this...calm the
fuck down."  He shoved more of his cock up my strained chute, forcing me
up onto my toes as the car pulled up along the other side of our two trucks.
	I forced my face to relax and quickly wiped the tears from my
eyes, as I stared into the bank of red and blue lights on the car's roof and
"Goliad County Sheriff" stencilling on the passenger door.
	"Evenin,' Harlan," Uncle Lloyd said calmly as the county sheriff
pulled himself out of the cruiser and rose to his fill 6'4" height.
	"Evenin,' Lloyd.  One'a you got car trouble?"  He asked in a deep
voice, perfect for a sheriff because of the low intimidating timber of it.
	Harlan Strickman was a big man in every sense of the word.
His tall frame was hung with what was half muscle and half fat, he'd gone past
"burly" about a decade ago.  A quiet friendly man that easily held his own
when anything in town got outta hand, Chief Strickman was imposing even
with half his weight being from too many donuts over the years.
	Steel grey hair framed a fleshy face with a ruddy complexion,
squinty eyes from so many years in the sun, and a bushy walrus-style mustache.
	"Yeah, left m' lights on durin' the game.  So, I had t' get a jump
from the boy here."
	Chief Strickland put a huge wide hand in front of his eyes to
block the glare from the headlights.
	"So, everything's fine then, Lloyd?"
	"Well, yeah.  The boy here's pretty good with cars n' a whole lot
more," he stuffed another couple inches of uncle-cock up inside my ass as I
struggled to keep my face void of expression.
	"You should come take a look!"  Uncle Lloyd added, firing off
alarms in my brain as Chief Strickman dropped his hand to reveal a confused
frown furrowing his forehead.
	He tipped his stetson back and rounded the back of his car and
Uncle Lloyd's truck, stopping dead in his tracks when he saw the two of us
full length.  Uncle Lloyd with his shirt open and pants down around his boots
and me with my shorts on the ground...bare-assed naked except for my
shoes with Uncle Lloyd's horse-cock shoved up inside my young butthole!
	"Jesus christ, Lloyd, what the hell're you doin'????  N,' who's
that boy you got there???"  Chief Strickman gritted out in a shocked whisper!
	"Jus' shut up, Harlan, n' git over here. I'm tellin' ya, you gotta
see this!"
	The sheriff moved past and behind me.
	"Jus' look at a that tight young football player ass suckin' my
big ol' bastard up inside that wet hole!"  Uncle Lloyd said, his voice excited
and fascinated as he pulled his cock out and stuffed it back in.
	"Fuck, Lloyd, that is fuckin' hot as hell...but, who's the boy,
goddamn it?"
	Uncle Lloyd continued stroking his mammoth cock in and out of
my strained hole, stoking the fire in my belly as I stood pressed against the
truck on display.  Chief Strickman had been a fixture in town for as long as
I could remember.  And now, the fifty-something year old sheriff was
standing behind me and watching as my uncle fucked my ass deep and slow.
	Hearing him say how hot my ass was with Uncle Lloyd's meat
sliding in and out of it heated me up even further.  My dick was hard as
concrete even through the soreness in my asshole from the sudden invasion
of Uncle Lloyd's fat cock, and having Chief Strickman watch me take my
uncle's cock up my ass had my own flexing and bouncing in front of me with
desperate need.
	"Joey, meet Harlan Strickman.  Harlan, meet m' nephew, Joey."
	"Jesus!!!  Lloyd!!!  That's you're nephew???  What're you
thinkin'???  This aint like that boy drivin' his u-haul down up t' Austin t' go t'
college.  This is your own nephew!  You know how much trouble you could
get yourself in...hell, get us both in???"
	Uncle Lloyd continued fucking my ass, sliding his cock in and out
of my well-stretched hole as he talked, "Relax, Harlan..."
	"Shit, Lloyd, you're drunk off your ass again, aren't 'cha!"
	"Relax, Harlan," Uncle Lloyd started again, "This boy's a bigger
whore than you n' me both put t'gether.  You see him tryin' t' git away?  No.
The boy loves havin' a big cock up his tight lil' tail.  Here, haul yours out n'
let 'im git a look at that fat firehose you're packin'!"
	"No way, Lloyd, I'm gettin' the hell..."
	"No, you're not...look, you're fuckin' hard as a rock already
watchin' me split his boy-tail.  Now, haul it out."
	Silence followed, then the rasp of a zipper being drawn down.
	I tried not to, I didn't want to...but, I couldn't help looking over
my shoulder.  I avoided looking into Chief Strickman's face, and set my eyes
down below his waist.
	Good god!  Uncle Lloyd wasn't kidding around!
	Chief Strickman's cock wasn't nearly as long as Uncle Lloyd's,
but it was a thick as a fuckin' beer can and shoving the zipper widely apart
as it thrust about eight inches of freakish girth through the opening.
	Uncle Lloyd, who'd only been lazily humping his cock in and out
of my hole, thrust deep inside eliciting a surprised gasp from my lips as he
sunk his cock into the hilt.
	"See, Harlan...the oversexed pup wants your fat cock, go give
it to 'im!  Hell, the young hound prob'ly beats off thinkin' about some cop
sinkin' his cock down inside his throat.  It'd be only neighborly for you t'
oblige the horny lil' whore!"
	Chief Strickman moved to stand beside me, thumbs hooked in
his pockets as he rocked back on his heels and thrust his cock up toward
my face.
	"Grab his high school cock, Harlan.  See if the boy ain't all sexed
up over havin' me up his tail and your fat bastard in his face.  Jus' do it n' see
if I'm lyin.' "
	Strickman reached in front of me and wrapped his hand around
my throbbing dick, receiving a groan from my chest and a jerk from my meat
at the contact.
	"Hell, you ain't lyin.'"  He said to Uncle Lloyd before turning to
me as he released his hold on my rigid dick.
	"Well, git down there n' suck it, kid!
	I bent over and grabbed his thighs, moving my mouth to the head
of his beer can cock when I realized there was no way that was going inside.
	A beefy hand clamped down on the back of my head, though,
and pushed it past my lips almost dislocating my jaw in the process.
	"Teeth, boy!!  Watch them goddamned teeth!"  He said, punching
his cock past the back of my mouth and into my throat!
	He held me there until I began thrashing about from lack of air.
	He then released and pulled his sloppy cock out of my throat.
I stood there bent at the waist gasping for air as I watched the thick string
of spit from my lips to the hulking head of his cock sway in the night air.
	"Shove that fat bastard back down his throat, Harlan.  That
boy's tail does some amazin' tricks on my meat when he starts dancin'
around like that!"
	The sheriff did just that, burying his overly thick meat in my
throat till I began twisting and fighting for air...my ass clamping down and
releasing Uncle Lloyd's cock over and over as he set into pounding my ass
with no restraint.
	"Fuck his face, Harlan, fuck the kid's face!  I'm gettin' close, n'
you can have this tail once I got my load slickin' it up for ya!  Fuck 'im!!"
	Strickman grabbed my head and began pounding my face,
giving me no chance to use my tongue or even suck.  He just fucked my
throat hard and fast as Uncle Lloyd began slamming into me, his long fat
cock tearing my ass to shreds as he savaged my tender young hole!
	"Fuck, Harlan, it's about t' be your turn!!!"  Uncle Lloyd
announced, grabbing my shoulders and battering my ass with his long
steely cock and bruising my balls as his low-hangers slammed into mine
over and over.
	"TAKE IT, BOY, TAKE IT" He growled through clenched
teeth as I felt his cock flex and began pouring searing hot white cum up
into my bowels!
	I almost shot off my own load with the force of it splattering my
insides when Chief Strickman buried his cock down my throat yet again and
caused me to thrash skewered on Uncle Lloyd's spasming cock!
	"OH FUCK!!!  FUCK YEAH!!!  YEAH, HARLAN, CHOKE
THAT BOY WITH YOUR COCK!!!  FUCK, HIS ASS IS GOIN'
FUCKIN' CRAZYYYYY!!!  AGGHHHHHHH!!!!"  Uncle Lloyd raged
before collapsing over my back, chest heaving as his sweat rolled down the
sides of my body and his cum leaked down my thighs.
	"Oh fuck...fuck that was good...."  Uncle Lloyd slid his cock
out of my ass, leaving it feeling empty and lonely.  He stumbled to the back
of his truck where a watercooler was attached with steel bands.  He grabbed
some soap from somewhere and pressed the button to shower his crotch
with drinking water as he bathed his crotch.
	Chief Strickman pulled his cock from my lips and stared down
into my eyes, "Lloyd, bring me that blanket from your truck," never breaking
eye contact with me.
	"Here ya go,"  Uncle Lloyd handed him a ragged blanket and
pulled his wet jeans halfway up his thighs, leaving his cock and balls out
and swaying between his slender furry legs.
	Strickman released my jaw and flopped the blanket out on the
pavement.
	"Down on your back, kid." He said simply and quietly.
	I got down and rolled over as he knelt between my legs and
raised my knees silently.
	"Now, I'm not gonna lie, son.  This aint gonna be easy."  He
scooted in and aimed his super-thick cock at my already abused hole.  "Jus'
stay with me, kid."
	I nodded as he began to press in.
	My hole wouldn't widen enough to take him, though.  The
pressure increased as did the dull pain.  It became too much and I reached
through my spread thighs to push him away.
	"Lloyd!  Get his arms!"  Strickman ordered.
	Uncle Lloyd jerked my arms back and then knelt over me with
them caught underneath him.  All I could reach was Uncle Lloyd's thighs and
waist as his balls and cock hung suspended over my face.
	"Move back, Lloyd, I wanna see the kid's face."  Strickman, now
in control, told Uncle Lloyd.
	My jaw fell open and my head arched back as Strickman contin-
ued trying to force his over-sized cock into my young hole!
	"That's it....that's it...."  He reassured just as the head finally
pushed in.
	Fire erupted across my assring as it struggled to take the massive
invading shaft.  I arched upward and stared at Chief Strickman through
bulging eyes as the impossible girth of his cock stretched my ass past belief!
	I gasped as I stared at him though a haze of pain and shock,
"Ohhhhhhhhh.....ohhhhhhhhhhh.....ohhhhhhhhh...fuuuuuuuck......"  I hyper-
ventilated.
	A slow evil grin crossed his face...the wicked smile turning his
round easy-going face into the devilishly handsome one of a shameless
depraved stud.
	He began pushing deeper, spreading my hole even wider as
he pressed deeper into my ass.
	I twisted and moaned underneath him, the nerve endings in my
asshole frying my brain as the sensation of having a baseball bat stuffed into
my ass radiated across my body.
	I squirmed helplessly as sweat broke out across my skin.
	Held in place I took the over-sized cock until his balls finally
came to rest again my own.
	He held it there until I relaxed and opened my eyes to look back
up into his pervertedly handsome mature face.
	Once my eyes locked on his, he began pulling back out.  The
feelings of his huge cock sliding past the abraded tissue of my thoroughly
tenderized hole electrified my body into a twitching, twisting, thrashing mass
of groaning flesh as he slowly pulled his cock from my hole.
	Half way out, he stopped and told Uncle Lloyd to lift me up so
I could see.
	Uncle Lloyd climbed off me and then went behind to kneel with
me against his chest.  The position bending me into a curve so I could see
my upturned ass and the huge meat impaled into my hole.
	It was obscene to see the impossible girth of the sheriff's cock
stretching my ass beyond belief.  The thick bastard had to be only slightly
under three inches straight across, and it looked as though there was no
way my ass would ever return to it's former size.  It looked like an arm
shoved up inside me!
	When he began pulling it back out again, I watched as my ass
gripped and clung to his shaft...pulling upwards as it made its torturous exit
as if desperately trying to pull that monster back inside!
	When it came to just the head, I watched in freakish fascination
as the lips of my ass slid down the crown...slick and milky with Uncle Lloyd's
load...and then falling closed after sliding down and off the tip.
	Just as I realized I was breathing in clipped gasps and came out
of the hypnotic haze of watching and feeling the exit of Chief Strickman's
massive cock...he hurled it back inside me!
	"AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!"  I yelled at the impact
as he forcibly spread my hole back wide open, slamming his hips against my
ass as my eyeballs shook inside my head!
	"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!"  I cried as he pulled back out and
shoved back in brutally!
	"JESUS!  OH FUCK!  OHHHHHH FUCK!!!"
	"Yeah, that's it, kid.  You want this cop's cum don'cha, boy?"
	His hand shot down and grabbed my jaw in an iron grip when
I didn't answer.
	"I said...You want this cop's cum don'cha, kid!"  He growled,
staring into my face with a menacing look over his own.
	I lifted my eyebrows in both fear and heated excitement as I
nodded slowly...trying to clear some of the heated sexual fog from my brain.
	"Fuck, Harlan, don't think I've ever seen you this fuckin' hot!"
Uncle Lloyd commented, reaching down to fist his cock against my back
as the sheriff plowed my ass into oblivion with that behemoth cock between
his uniformed legs.
	"I've never had an ass or a cunt like this before, this kid's fuckin'
amazing."  He responded in an even voice, his ragged breathing the only
indication he was doing anything but walking down the sidewalk.
	"He jus' don't loosen up," he continued thrusting deep inside...
each driving punch determined, slow, calculated, and powerful.  His whole
towering weight behind each lunge as he pushed me closer and closer to
the edge.
	"Lower him down and beat off on his face."  Strickman com-
manded Uncle Lloyd who immediately complied.
	Dropping my head to the blanket, he knelt beside me and fisted
his long fat cock at my face.
	"Suck him, kid.  Suck your uncle's big thick cock."  His rhythm
steady as he slammed my ass deep and hard on each measured stroke!
	I clamped my mouth on the head of Uncle Lloyd's cock, stret-
ching my lips over it and sucking his hefty meat with everything I had.  His
fist flew up and down the length of if as I watched his low-hanging balls
draw up to his crotch.
	"I'm not gonna last lonnnnng, Harlan," he gritted out.
	"Neither am I, Lloyd, neither am I!"  Strickman also gritted out,
his slamming of my ass suddenly increasing in speed and power.
	My head began whipping from side to side with the increased
impact of the cock pounding my ass, struggling to suck on Uncle Lloyd's
cock even as I felt my mind splintering inside my head.
	Suddenly, everything began happening at light speed!
	Uncle Lloyd's cock swelled just as my own hurled its first volley
of teenage cum up into the air, my mouth fell open as a yell burst forth and
his cock shot its first jet of thick white cum across my tongue and lips.
	"Awwww fuck, look AT THAAAAT!"  I heard Strickman's
voice at the same time as I felt his cock swell even further than before and
jerk inside my ass with the first jets of his own orgasm!
	The next thing I knew, Uncle Lloyd's spewing cock was buried
in my mouth and pouring cum down my throat at the same time as he dove
onto my spewing dick...the warm wet suctioning of his mouth draining my
balls as he swallowed my cum in tandem with me swallowing his!!!
	Through it all, Chief Strickman, continued pounding my ass
and dumping his cum inside.
	I completely lost it and began flopping crazily underneath him,
digging my heels into his back, and beating my fists against Uncle Lloyd's
shoulders from the sensation of the sheriff's cum squirting out the ring of my
ass hole.
	I was so stuffed with Uncle Lloyd's load and the massive thick-
ness of the cop's huge cock, there was no room left for it in my ass.  So as
he spewed up inside me, it gushed back out with a force that turned the
nerve endings inside my tenderized and over sensitized assring inside out!!
	The three of us yelled and spewed more and more cum into
each other until our mutual orgasms finally began to subside.
	Uncle Lloyd finally slid his ass to the pavement at the same time
as Strickman's cock slid from my ass and he fell back onto his heels.  I just
laid there, cum running down the sides of my face and out of my gaping ass.
	"Phew!"  Strickman was the first to rise to his feet.  "That was a
helluva ride, kid!!"  He stuffed his cock back into his uniform pants and
wiped the sweat from his brow.
	"Plan on gettin' stopped for speedin' late some night.  Damn!"
	He hitched up his pants and tipped his head to my uncle, "Lloyd."
And walked away, the next sound was a car door and then his engine being
fired up before he drove out of the parking lot.
	Uncle Lloyd rose to his feet and staggered back against his truck.
	"Well, that turned out damned nice didn't it, boy."  He hauled
his jeans up and tucked his shirt back in as he fastened everything back up.
	Not waiting for an answer, he continued, "We gotta get you
cleaned up a bit."
	He reached for my arm and unsteadily helped me to my feet.
	We got me cleaned off at his watercooler and dried off with
the blanket before it was thrown back in the bed of his pick-up.
	Just as I bent to step into my shorts and slide them on, he
pushed me against his truck again and squatted behind me as he drove his
face back inside my asscheeks.  I groaned as his depraved tongue swept up
into my hole once again and soothed some of the sting still reverberating
there from the savage stretching of Chief Strickman's super-thick cock meat.
	He stood back up quickly, "Man, Strickman throws a sweet
load.  You gotta taste this!"
	Before I could react he clamped his mouth on top of mine and
swirled his cum-coated tongue inside.  The taste of his load mixed with a
new heavier sweeter one making my head spin as much from the taste as the
force of his kiss.
	"But,"  He pulled back and grinned in my face, "it's better straight
from the tap!"
	Laughing he went around to the driver's side of his truck and
climbed in.
	"Now, git'cher boy-tail home n' stay outta trouble!"  He started
his truck and drove away.
	Seconds later, I did the same...still in shock over everything that'd
just happened!