Date: Mon, 2 Jan 2012 15:48:36 -0600
From: Evan Sellers <evansellers33@gmail.com>
Subject: My Favorite Uncle - 3

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MY FAVORITE UNCLE - 3
By: Evan Sellers

Finally, I completed my first year of high school, and I couldn't wait to
start working with Uncle Heath and Chuck this summer.  Unc agreed to pay me
$1 per hour over minimum wage, so I made $4.35 an hour working over the
summer!

My mom and Unc had talked, and because the masonry crew started working
early in the morning, Unc agreed to let me stay with him for the summer,
and I could "swim" when I wanted.  Mom really didn't want to get up to have
me to the jobsite by 6:00 or 6:30 a.m., and I couldn't wait to spend the
summer with Unc.

The last day of school was the Friday before Memorial Day, and we had an
unusually warm spring.  The temperatures were already in the lower 80s, and
the humidity was unseasonably high.

Unc had taken me shopping for carpenter's pants and white tshirts, and had
me keep my underwear packed away.  He told me that part of the dresscode
was going commando.

The first day on the job, Unc showed up on the job site with me a little
early, and Chuck, his crew leader was already there.  Chuck was a cattle
farmer who started working at the farm at 4:00 a.m., and came to the site
afterwards.

Let me describe Chuck for you.  Chuck was shorter than me - maybe 5'9", 40
years old, balding with coal black fringe, barrel-chest, tuft of coal black
hair between his pecs shaped in an almost perfect triangle, nice tan,
gorgeous nipples that stand up through his white t-shirt, and legs that
almost filled his loose carpenter's jeans.  Chuck had been married before
and had 4 children, but his wife discovered that she was a closeted lesbian
and left Chuck with the farm and kids.

Unc immediately introduced me to Chuck, who gave me a thorough once-over
and said, "Turn around, boy.  Let me see what we've got to work with."

"Not bad," he said to my Unc.  "I think he'll do."

Chuck then proceeded, "Let me take you around the site and introduce you to
the other guys, and I'll give you your first task."

"Sounds good," I said.

Chuck introduced me to the other guys, and Chuck pulled me aside, and said,
"The first thing on your new job today is to make sure the guys have plenty
of mortar to lay bricks.  You will be carrying buckets of mud to them and
keeping them stocked.  As the sun gets higher in the air and as it gets
hotter, you also should ask the guys if they need suntan lotion on their
backs so they don't get blistered and can't work.  Remember, they will be
taking off their shirts and their ass-cracks will be showing, so keep them
lotioned up.  Don't forget about your me and your Unc, too."

"Damn," I thought, "carrying mud and putting suntan lotion on the guys
back, how menial - and for all summer.  Shit!"

So I start by carrying mud for two hours, and the guys have stripped off
their shirts.  So I thought, "Ok, time to ask about lotion."  I go around
to the guys, and they all laugh at me and say no.


I then walk over to Chuck and ask him, and he is knelt down on all fours
with his shirt off and what looks like half his ass hanging out.  I asked
him if he needed lotion, and he said, "Hell yeah, where you been?"

So he arches up his back as I rub his shoulder blades.  He groans a bit,
and tells me to make sure I get his lower back.

"Ok," I said.  I rub some lotion on the small of his back, and he says,
"Lower, man, I don't want burnt ass-cheeks."

So I rubbed some on the tops of his butt-crack.  "Mmmmmm," he growls.
"Lower, boy, I wanna make sure my ass isn't burnt."

So I start rubbing lower, and he adjusts his jeans down a bit.  I see more
of his ass.  "What the hell," I think.  "Let's go for the gusto."

So I squirt a blob of lotion on my fingers and go down his pants and
between his asscheeks for his hole.  "Mmmmmm," he groans.  "Damn boy,
that's good.  You just earned lunch with the crew leader.  He stood up on
his knees and his nipples were erect.  Also, I realized that they were
pierced.  What an picture.  My arms were aching from carrying mud, but my
eyes were in complete pleasure from seeing Chuck.  I now know why Unc hired
him.  One helluva man.

Chuck had me rub some lotion on his chest and stomach.  Without being
asked, I proceeded a little lower to rub some down near his pubes, except
like the triangle of hair between his pecs, he had a similar triangle just
over his beltline.

I said to him, "Don't want that sunburnt either," and smiled and winked at
him.  I learned how to flirt with him very quickly and took advantage at
every turn.

He smiled, laughed quietly, and said, "Remember, lunch with me, right?
Meet me at my truck behind the bulldozer at 12:00."

"Sure.  No problem."

I couldn't wait to see what was in store for lunch with Chuck.

I carried mud for another hour and a half, and started walking toward
Chuck's truck at 11:50.  The sun was straight up, and it was hot that day -
85 degrees and almost equal humidity.  I was hot and sweaty and my arms,
back, and legs were already screaming.

I finally made it over to Chuck's pickup - a crewcab truck with darkened
windows in the back and a bed liner with a mat over it.

I couldn't find Chuck initially, but I looked in the bed, and quickly found
him.

Chuck had his jeans down around his ankles, and he too was commando -- no
underwear to get in the way.  As I looked at him, he clearly had shaven his
pube patch and his cock was drop-dead gorgeous.  His cock was a thick stump
-- everybit of 8 inches and at least 5.5" in girth.  All I could do is
stand there and stare.  Chuck had obviously been there a bit and had been
stroking his meat, as it was standing up -- but his cock had a pronounced
downward bend.  A sight for sore eyes -- back, arms, legs, and everything
else.

"Get your ass in the bed of this truck!" Chuck growled.  "You think you can
flirt with me the first day on the job?  Heath told me you may try this.
I'll fuck you just like I fuck him!  There's a reason that bastard walks
bow-legged, and it's me!"  he boasted.

Chuck pulled my pants down and bellowed, "Get your ass in the air, boy.
You're gonna learn who the leader is here."  Chuck spread my ass-cheeks and
said, "Mmmmm, hot and sweaty - perfect for drilling."  Chuck proceeded to
spit on my hole and took his thumb and rubbed his spit into my asshole.  I
quivvered and moaned.

"Hmmmm, looks like that hole has had some use.  Has Heath been getting you
in shape for your job?" Chuck asked.

I nodded.

"Well let's see how the hell he's done."

Chuck stood up and vaulted over the tailgate of the pickup with his jeans
around his ankles.  He quickly dropped the tailgate and grabbed my boots
and pulled me down the bed of the truck.  "Get your ass down here!"

He rolled me over and mounted my ass pushing his stump into me.  His cock
made the Christmas Eve buttplug seem small.  His cock was huge, and it
burned like hell going in.  My asshole felt like it was on fire.

Chuck pulled his cock out and spit again on my ass.  He proceeded to rub my
asshole with his thumb and index finger, and the pain subsided a little.
He spit again on my asshole and mounted me up again.

This time, he crawled up on the tailgate and on top of me.  He plunged that
telephone pole of a cock in me and reached one hand around to caress my
face.  He leaned up and whispered in my right ear, "Take it boy, you'll
love it."  He kissed and nibbled my earlobe.  My cock jumped, and I knew he
was right.  I sprang an immediate boner, and Chuck saw it.

"Damn," Chuck said.  "Like uncle, like nephew."  He reached around and
grabbed my cock and gave me a couple gentle tugs on my cock.

Then he straightened up a bit and arched over my back drove his cock
repeatedly into my ass.  He was right, I did love it.  Chuck proceeded to
hump my ass.  I felt every inch of his pole in me.  I felt the head getting
bigger; the vein running down his cock; the shaft of his cock thicken, and
Chuck started moaning.  "Shit, boy, I am gonna fill your ass!'  1 Chuck sat
up and buried his cock in my ass with 4 or 5 more powerful thrusts.
"SHIIIIIIIIIIIITTT!  AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!  I am filling your ass, boy!"

He was right, as I had never had such a big load of cum in my ass.

Once Chuck came, he proceeded to stroke me off over the tailgate of his
truck.  My cock was getting long strokes, and all I could do was lay there
and enjoy.  The next thing I knew, however, I felt a set of lips going
around my cock.  I didn't think it could be Chuck, but I didn't care.  All
I knew was that I needed to bust a nut.  Five to ten minutes of sucking my
cock, and I couldn't take it anymore.  I groaned and started to come, but I
felt that mouth go back around my cock.  I was in heaven.

Once I was done, Chuck said.  "Hmmm, Heath, he's a chip off the old brick,
eh?"

Unc spit my load onto my ass and proceeded to pull his jeans down and push
my cum in my ass with his cock.  It had been quite a while since I had been
fucked by Unc, and I knew I was growing to love him more and more all the
time.  Unc used Chuck's and my cum for lube, and it worked quite well.

Unc was taller than Chuck, so he stayed on the ground and plowed my ass.
He was clearly on lunch break, and I was his main course.  Unc stuck his
cock in my ass, and pumped me like a stallion.  His cock was pummelling my
ass, and I was in absolute extasy.  Unc fucked me harder than he ever had
and my asshold was stretched.

Unc would pull his cock all the way out and then pump me deeply, filling my
hole.  He must have pumped me like that for 15 minutes, but he couldn't
hold it any longer.  chuck's spunk and my spunk were too much of a good
thing.  All of a sudden he stopped for a second and fell on top of me.  He
yelled, "AAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!"

I thought he was cumming, except all of a sudden there was a crushing
weight on me.  I realized that Chuck had mounted up Unc and mounted him.

Unc yelled and shot his hot load in my ass.  There must have been cum
coming up my throat.  I felt so full.  Chuck pushed his stump in Unc for a
good five to ten minutes and then started to groan.  He quickly pulled Unc
off me and shoved his cock into my hole.

Two quick thrusts of that cock, and he shot another load in my ass.

My balls were aching; my muscles were twinging; my asshole was as big
around as a baseball, and I had to finish the day.

Chuck got up off me, pulled up his jeans, and slapped me on the ass and
said, "Yes, sir, we'll keep him on the job this summer, and he'll be able
to take over the business for you in a couple years."  They both laughed.

Chuck slapped me on the ass again, and said, "Pull up your jeans and get
back to work."

I stood up and my legs were like soft gelatin.  I slowly made it back to
the site, and the guys were snickering.  One of them pointed and said, "Hey
boy, what did you sit in over lunch?  Your ass is wet!"

I blushed and shrugged.  But I gathered they all knew.

By 2:30, the sun was hot, and Heath and Chuck were ready to call it a day.
Unc yelled at me and said, "Come on, son, let's call it a day."  He then
told Chuck to let the others call it a day.

We all wrapped up and the guys all came by and congratulated me on a good
first day.  Chuck shook my hand, or should I say, almost crushed my hand
with a handshake and complemented me on a great day.  He leaned over as if
to whisper something in my ear, and proceeded to give me a quick kiss on
the ear.

I was totally caught by surprise and blushed.  The other guys got a good
laugh at the end of the day at my expense, and I was fine with that.

Unc said, "Put a towel under your ass, 'cuz I don't want a wet seat."  My
mind was still spinning from my first day with the guys, but my muscles
were screaming from exhaustion.

Unc drove us back to his house and not much was said.  I was reflecting
back on my day and had a smirk on my face.  Unc said, "Good job, today son,
I am ready for a dip in the pool.  How 'bout you?"

I grunted, nodded, and thought to myself, "I love him, and I love my job!"

As we went up the metal stairs, Unc stayed close to me and slipped his hand
down my jeans.  He made his way to my already drenched asshole and stuck
his finger in and said, "Feels pretty damp, eh?"

We both laughed and went in the house to change to hop in the pool.


Next story, I'll tell you about the guys on the crew.  My favorite
co-worker was Jason.