Date: Mon, 31 Oct 2011 08:29:37 -0700 (PDT) From: MUSCLEDADDY BEAR <muscle_daddy_bear@yahoo.com> Subject: Discovering Uncle Tip Chapter 15: Uncle Tip (Final) 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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In the middle of his back yard sat a huge hole and a back- hoe across from it sitting inside a busted down section of the privacy fence. Where the washer and dryer had been now stood a new section to the house with about six more feet added. Lumber, insulation, roofing shingles, and other clutter littered the yard. My god, what happened here??? I looked inside as we reached the patio door. Luckily, it was the same dark mess it always was. Typical Uncle Tip...boots, socks, shirts, caps, and magazines strewn everywhere. The normalcy of the mess that was so like him calmed my anxious nerves and left me feeling there was a chance everything might actually be okay. "Here," He said as we walked in, his voice still quiet and cautious as if trying to somehow ease the events of the day, "let's get you in the shower." Without turning on any lights, he maneuvered me down the hallway and into the bathroom. Sitting me on the toilet seat, he knelt down and began untying my shoes. Something in seeing him like that tore at my heart. I didn't understand the emotion, but my eyes began getting wet anyway. "Oh Joey..." He looked up into my face when he was finished with removing my shoes. He stood and pulled me up to hold me against him, "It's okay, son, it's all okay..." Even with my seventeenth birthday only a week away... even with a strong swimmer's physique and standing at 5'11"...I still felt like I was a ten year old boy in his arms. His 6'4" muscle-packed body wrapping around me seemed to push everything else in the world away. He relaxed his arms and pushed my shorts down, then guided me into the tub after turning the hot water. "I'll be right back." He grabbed my clothes and walked out. I leaned against the wall of the shower and dropped my eyes to the floor. Yeah, I'd discovered sex. I'd discovered that I liked strong older men. I'd come to learn I was gay and that there were men, good men unlike Rick Halverson, who also liked younger men who didn't have pumped up bodybuilder physiques. I should be happy with all that. But....I wasn't. Though sex with other men had been great, except for Uncle Lloyd and Mr. Halverson, it wasn't just sex that I wanted. I also wanted to fall in love with someone who would love me back. Not just for sex. I wanted that man to love me as much as I loved him. I wanted some- one who would be there twenty years, forty years, from now. Someone to sit on the back porch with and reminisce with about the time one of us got smashed at home and tripped over the coffee table. What I wanted was the man who'd just walked out of the room. I wanted my own uncle. I wanted Uncle Tip. It'd been about a month ago that Uncle Tip had thought I'd been asleep and muttered, 'Falling in love with my nephew. Fuck....' So, I knew there was a chance he might love me back. But, I also knew he didn't want to. I raised dejected eyes as he strolled back in and listened in numb silence as he told me he'd called my parents to say I was going to stay over and help him with another big job that'd come in out of the blue this morning. He misread the blank look on my face and attributed it to having been traumatized by Rick Halverson's assault. "Aw, Joey, I'm sorry." He dropped his head. "I knew what Rick was capable of n' that he had his eye on you." He looked up at me with pained eyes. "I should have been there t' keep a close watch on 'im. None of this would've happened if I had." He began to fumble with the hot and cold water as if he needed something to do. He pulled the curtain partway closed where he could still see me and turned the knob to send the warm water up to the shower- head. I just stood there...looking at him...wanting so badly to open my mouth and tell him how I felt about him. But, nothing came out. "Joey..." His face sagged with sadness, and he began easing out of his clothes. He climbed into the shower and pulled the curtain to the wall before pulling me into his arms again. I sighed deeply and melted into his body. I felt as if I molded to every curve of muscle that packed his tall frame. I seemed to sink into the dark curly hair that coated al- most every inch of his body. Even the length and thickness of his cock against my thigh, flaccid but firm, felt reassuring and protective. He pulled back and searched my eyes before dipping his head to kiss my lips. His face eased back and searched my face again as if to see if he was doing something I wasn't able to welcome. But, he moved back in...pressing his lips more firmly to mine. When my lips parted, his tongue slid in tentatively. Eyes still open on my own, he swept his tongue across mine and found my response as my eyelids slowly fluttered to close completely. I felt him reach for the soap and then smooth it across my back as his kiss deepened and cock thickened against my thigh. He broke the kiss and then soaped us both down before tilting the showerhead to rinse us both off. "We should take it easy with you..." He reached out for a towel and then dried us both off. "Plus it's almost noon, n' we oughta get somethin' t' eat." He wrapped the towel around his waist and handed one to me which I secured it across my hips as I followed him out As we passed the room he'd once let me start the night out in, my feet came to a dead stop in wonder. It had been entirely cleared out. The wall with the window was now a light tan where the other three were now a rich forest green. Floor to ceiling bookcases lined the wall where the door opened, while the other walls housed cabinets just under the ceiling with an L-shaped desk and workspace below. A computer and chair occupied the section on the wall against the hallway, and the monitor flicked to life when I bumped into the corner walking into the room. The screen showed the browser open to window after win- dow of 'cabinet making,' 'mitreing cabinets,' 'cabinet finishing,' and 'cab- inet designs.' "Uh, Joey..." I heard from behind me, and turned to find Uncle Tip standing there looking uncomfortable and nervous. "...come on, let's get you somethin' t' eat, Hollywood." The last he said with a slight grin. It felt good to hear him tease and use his old nickname for me. I forgot my shock over the transformation of the room and followed him into the dining room and kitchen. I came to a dead stop again, though. Gone were the cold generic cabinets and lighting. In their place were dark cherry cabinets, black granite countertops, and light fixtures made of deer antlers. It all looked fantastic! Uncle Tip turned to ask me about what I might want for lunch, only to stutter and walk toward me putting his hands out in front of him, "Joey......" Stunned, I wanted reassurance. I wanted t' see Uncle Tip's place the way it'd been before. The mess and lack of change in the liv- room left me feeling as if things were still the same....safe...dependable. I had to know where else he'd stripped his home of all signs of him. I turned and walked down the hall to his bedroom and switched on the light. Oh shit......... A four poster bed of rough pine centered the wall where his previous bed had been. Each poster was something like a tree trunk with the bark removed. The new quilt was made up of of suede and leather squares in various shades of brown and tan. Rough pine chests flanked the bed with matching larger chests on each of the flanking walls. Across from the bed, a large six foot by six foot mirror hung framed in more rough pine. The ceiling had been removed and exposed beams had been bleached and varnished to match the furniture. Halogen lighting tracked invisibly inside to cast the whole room in a warm inviting glow. I slowly moved to the bathroom door, worried about what I would see, and found a sweeping new room inside...roman tub, walk-in shower, double sinks, and louvered doors cracked open to reveal a new washer and dryer. Dazed, I walked backward until the back of my knees hit a cedar chest at the foot of the bed I hadn't even noticed before. I sat down and just took in the huge change that explained the extension of the house I'd noticed from outside. "Joey, let me explain..." Uncle Tip came toward me. "I... "Shit." He stammered. "I.........." He looked around the room as if searching. "Here." He pulled me up by my shoulders and took me to the third bedroom, the one opposite his at the end of the hall. One I'd known was there, but had never seen inside before. He opened the door and showed me inside. I didn't get it. Everything else looked fantastic, but this room only held a double bed with no headboard, sheets, or blanket. I looked back and up at him in confusion. "Well..." He crossed his arms over his chest and rubbed his hands up and down his biceps. Looking around, everywhere but on my face, he began shifting his weight from foot to foor. Why was he suddenly so damned nervous? "See..." He braced his legs apart and planted his hands on his hips. Staring out the window past me, he took a deep breath and continued, "I thought you might like t' pick everything out for this room." Silence pierced the room as it suddenly felt as if every sound and every bit of air had been sucked out. My stomach and knees went cold as I stood there wondering if I dared to hope he was saying what I thought he was. "See, I figured..." He began talking rapidly and took my hand to lead me to the bathroom in the hall. "...you could also decide how you'd like this re-done." He still hadn't looked at me since opening the door to that empty bedroom. "We can tell your Mom n' Dad, that you want to apprentice with me for working on cars, trucks, and farm equipment. There's no other place near here for you t' do that." He went on, nervously talking ninety miles an hour. "You'd go t' college after high school, I could take care of the cost and still pay you for your work so they wouldn't have to worry about that. Especially as I'll promise to make sure you do well and graduate. That should smoothe the way a great deal. And, then...." He finally stopped and looked down at me, worry strained his handsome face as much as it had earlier today. I stepped forward and put my head on his chest, then slip- ped my arms around his back. His arms came up, but then hesitated before slowly...ten- tatively...sliding around my shoulders. "Does this mean..." He asked quietly. I nodded against his chest and then stood up on the balls of my feet to kiss through his beard to the underside of his chin. "Joey..." He tilted his head down to kiss me. His tongue slid inside my mouth as my arms tightened around his waist. Without breaking the kiss, he reached down and lifted me to his waist. Both our towels slid to the floor as my legs swept around his slender waist. Kissing me slowly, deeply, lovingly...he moved down the hall back into his bedroom. He lowered us both softly to the bed, "Joey..." He moved his incredible mouth to my ear, down to my neck, and then back up to my lips in a slow path that left me pan- ting for more. "Is it too soon?" He asked cautiously as he pulled back only enough to speak. I could feel his breath against my face and smell the rich scent of his pipe tobacco as it brushed invisibly across my lips. "I want to..." "I want to, too. N,' no, it's not too soon." I tilted my ass up to let him know there was no doubt. I felt his long hard cock along side my own as it pressed into my stomach. He leaned over and opened a drawer. Coming back to lay over me, he showed me a small bottle of lubricant. "I know I need t' be more gentle with you..." My mouth opened to protest, objection written all over my face. But, he stopped me with his next word, "....sometimes." An embarassed smile crossed my face, staying there as he poured some lubricant onto his fingers...sliding away only when those fingers reached my asshole and began stroking the lube over it. My hole was sore, it was enflamed, and it was tender. But, that only seemed to make his gentle petting of the puffy entrance to my ass only more excrutiatingly sexy. He started to push a thick finger inside which made my body jerk and cringe. "No...it's too rough...just you, just your dick Uncle Tip," my eyes pleaded into his. His eyes stayed on mine as his hand slicked up his cock. Pressing the head of that big beautiful cock against the swollen asshole that hungered for every inch of him, he slid his mouth over mine again and kissed me deeply as he began moving inside. My hole opened, it stung, raw and sensitive it gripped him as if to hold that huge cock from moving any further. As if sensing that, Uncle Tip slowed his entry and gently eased only a little in at at time. Something hit me in that slow extendend push into my ass. My body went rigid as I called Uncle Tip's name, the sound of my voice distant and faint. Everything tightened and strained underneath him as I laid there feeling as if tiny pins were pricking every inch of my skin. The feel of the thick long cock slowly penetrating my hypersensitive hole, blurred my vision as I battled through the haze to focus on the quiet smile across Uncle Tip's face. "UNNNNHHHHHH....OHHHHHHH goddddddddd...." My brain began coming back up to the surface. "Damn, that was somethin'..." Uncle Tip grinned down at me. "What?" I asked breathlessly, still not fully back to normal or aware of anything but being in his arms and having more of his cock slowly being fed into my ass. He pulled my arm from his back and slid my hand between us. Cum covered both our stomachs and my dick. I looked up at him with eyes wide in surprise, "I came???" "Oh yeah, son, you came. Your body went stiff and your eyes glazed over, and then your dick started shootin' all over the place while you laid there jus' starin' at me." "Hell," I said, only mildly disappointed, "and, I missed it..." "Yeah, but I didn't." Uncle Tip brought his bearded lips to mine and slid his long fat tongue inside. I groaned as he easily slid the rest of his horse-dick inside my ass. I groaned more and ground against him as he pressed balls- deep into me, crushing my body in his arms until his hairy chest met my smooth one. "Do you wanna watch?" He pulled back as he stroked his cock back out the the head. At the questioning look on my face, he said, "Roll over and face the foot of the bed..." I did at the same time as he slid a towel under my hips be- fore I lowered them onto the quilt. Bracing himself on his hands above me, he slid that huge cock back between my asscheeks and up against my hole. "Look up, Joey..." I raised my eyes and almost choked on my own breath! There I was in his bed...young, toe-head blond, lean, and atheletic...looking into my own gray eyes while this big, bearded, bull of a man stretched his tall muscular hairy body over my smooth one. Damp hair fell into his bearded face as a heated smile crossed his face at my eyes traveling downward to where his ten inch, thick as a wrist, cock showed seven inches of fat swollen meat before it disappeared between the cheeks of my ass. "UHHHH!" I gasped as the head of his cock pressed into my hole again. "OH GOD...OH GOD...OH GODDDD..." I groaned as I watched him slowly feed that long thick meat into my ass. Entranced by the sight, I barely felt it push into me. Seeing his huge cock disap- pearing inside me just about fried my brain. "Like the mirror, Hollywood?" "Oh, fuck!" I murmured softly in awe as I watched him draw that thick python of flesh back out of my body. "I'll take that as a 'yes.' Look how handsome you are..." He said quietly...almost reverently. Me? I couldn't take my eyes off him!!! That powerful body...covered in that coarse swirling hair... rippling shoulders, arms, and chest...handsome chiseled face and dark eyes.... I groaned and pushed my ass back up on him...climbing his cock like the desperate whore Halverson had accused me of being earlier. My eyes drifted closed as warmth filled whole body at the same time as his meaty cock filled the depths of my ass. I didn't want anyone else, though. I didn't want any other cock, no matter what size it was. I didn't want anything but Uncle Tip buried inside me! I arched my back and pressed my head and shoulders up into his chest until he used his whole body to press me back down. Arms encircled my chest and pulled me tightly against him as he dragged that fat cock the long distance back out of my ass only to drive it back in equally as slowly as it'd been drug out. I opened my eyes again to see him covering me, thick hairy thighs outside mine matched the pumped-up furry arms wrapping around my chest and shoulders. He pulled my face back and over my shoulder to take charge of my mouth again, driving his tongue down into my throat with a raging need completely at odds with his slow deliberate drilling of my ass. I could feel his muscle-heavy cock pressing down into my stomach from his position and angle over me. It seemed as if the huge thing was pressing a path from the base of my dick to my bellybutton as he deliberately pistoned that powerful hard meat back and forth into my bowels. I felt as if two hundreds pounds of heavily muscled bear was on top of me, making love to me with a huge cock that filled my sixteen year old ass to its limits. His thick lips on mine, long tongue diving into my throat, big rough hands kneading and stroking my chest and stomach, and tree trunk legs weighing my own down all converged with the feel of his thick cock burrowing into me as if there was no end to its sturdy length. That telltale tingle started at the base of my balls, racing up toward the head of my prick. I broke the kiss, "Oh fuck me, Uncle Tip, please...fuckin' fuck meeee!!!" "Uh uhhh." He shook his head from side t' side over me, then attacked and began devouring my mouth. At the same time, he moved his body up a bit and slid his hips to the side. Immediately my body bucked in response to his in- credible cock pressing over and past my prostrate! He move his hips back to the other side in a flash and sent my body bucking even harder underneath him as his cock crashed into and over my prostrate again! I tried to break the kiss so I could yell in response, but a heavy hand reached up quickly to twist my jaw back to his lips. His mouth attacked mine yet again as he began shoving his hips back and forth from side to side, smashing my prostrate with every move until I was bucking out of control and spewing my load onto the towel underneath me. In that same moment, I felt his muscles and grip turn into bands of steel of his cock began thrashing and dumping cum into my ass like a firehose. As I rode out my own orgasm with his tongue fucking my throat and fat cock riding my prostrate like a wild horse, his cum filled my ass and ran out down over my emptying balls. "Joey...Joey...oh god....." He gasped before dropping to kiss, lick, and nip at my neck. "You jus' don't know what its like for me with you......." I laid there wondering if he had any clue what it was like for me being under his hot hairy body and feeling him fuck me in a way no once else could match. "Food, though, handsome...we need t' get'cha cleaned up, fed, and able t' relax. And, if you're alright with it, I'd like y' t' drop the 'Uncle' n' jus' call me dickhead if you want. Just not 'Uncle' any more." He rolled off me and hauled me to my feet, sliding the towel over our stomachs, between my asscheeks, and around both sets of our cocks and balls. He strode out of the bedroom ahead of me, and I followed him slowly...taking in how everything in my life had just taken a new turn. Standing at the kitchen sink and filling his pipe, he asked, "So, burgers...sandwiches...something grilled on the...." I wrapped my arms around him from behind and stopped him from continuing. He set his pipe and tobacco pouch down and placed his hands on the counter at his sides. "You, umm..." He mumbled quietly. "You know I love you, don't you?" I looked up and around to find him staring out the window, jaw clenched and a tear sliding out of the corner of his eye. "Yeah, Tip, I do...." 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