Date: Sat, 5 Feb 2000 00:50:08 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Archman <Bldhrymn@excite.com>
Subject: Uncle  Jake  Part Four

Uncle Jake- Part Four

By Bald Hairy Man, bldhrymn@aol.com  Or bldhrymn@excite.com

This is an adult story about mature men. It is not for children or immature
persons of any age. I have made no effort at safe sex practices. It is a
fantasy. Clyde and Wilbur are characters introduced in Preaching to the
Choir. This is their early history.


I knew that Wilbur hadn't been that enthusiastic about having the trooper's
cock in his ass.  He certainly looked happy now. I was more than ready for
my turn, and was worried that Randy might pop before he had a chance to try
me out.

No need to worry. Wilbur sprayed the whole shower room with his cum.

"Damn it boy!" Randy exclaimed. "You must be shooting half your body
weight!" Will looked a bit lost and Jake helped him off the trooper's love
pole. "Who's next?" The day before, I didn't know I had a prostate nor it
could do. Today, I was ready.

You might imagine that a not very knowledgeable sixteen year old would be
hesitant about having a complete stranger shove his rock hard cock into his
virgin ass.  I might be worried that I was about to lose my innocence, my
self respect. I was to be used by an older man for his own pleasure. Well
if you thought that you would be dead wrong. I didn't give it a thought.
It was so exciting and so enjoyable.  Looking back on it today, I feel just
the same way. I have yet to figure out what you do with your virginity.

In retrospect I realize that Randy was a good fucker. Considerate without
being patronizing, with a good cock that was just the right size to know
you were being fucked without being split in half. Jake had lubricated my
ass well and gave my prostate a squeeze or two. I got in the same position
as Wilbur a few minutes before and sat down on Randy's cock.

There was a twinge of pain, followed by the most intense sexual feeling I
had ever felt. It was good. I loved it and wanted more. I started to grind
my ass to force his cock into every part of my ass.

"Are you sure you've not been fucked before?" Randy asked.  He rolled his
eyes back as my undulations worked his cock.  "This boy's a keeper, Jake. A
real keeper."  I didn't last long. Cum spurted everywhere.

"These boys are going to clog the drains!" Randy said, laughing. "A gully
washer of man juice!" I was still twitching a bit and Jake steadied me.

"Be careful, don't fall." Jake warned. I got off the cock and sat down,
drained.

Randy got up, gently pushed me down so my back as on the bench. He lifted
my legs and fucked me again. In the next fifteen minutes I went from being
ass virgin to fuck slut. I loved every second. He fucked me spread eagled,
sideways and doggy style. He tried every possible way a hard cock could get
in a willing ass. He stayed hard, and I got harder. Since I had shot, I
didn't feel the urge to cum again, so it was a long session of plain, old
fun.

"Jake." Randy said. "Do you want me to drop my load in this boy's ass or
fill you up again?"

Jake looked at me seriously. "Do you want it?" He asked. Of course I did,
so I nodded.  Randy began frantically pumping and then with one deep thrust
he stopped and squirted his load. He shot half of it in my ass, pulled out
and deposited the rest on the hair on my chest. Randy had a detached,
almost businesslike, approach to fucking. When he climaxed, that vanished
and he got this blissful look on his face.

He had done a thorough job of fucking me.  I was pleased that I could
satisfy him. You sometimes wonder if handsome men feel the same things you
do. Well, Randy looked really happy.  He sat down.

"Jake. You got some nice boys here." He said.

"I know it, Randy." Jake said. "I may be rushing their education a bit,
but, somehow, I figured that you all would hit it off." Randy said he was
on night patrol, and had to leave. He showered, dressed and left.  We went
to bed.

I woke around seven the next morning. We all had overslept. When I stirred,
Wilbur moved.

"Did you like that as much as you looked like you did?" He asked.

"I sure did!" I said. "Just great!"

"Randy wasn't too big?" Wilbur asked. The covers were off and he was
sporting a huge hard-on. I could read his mind. I looked at Will, then felt
Jake move. I turned over and he was looking at us.

"Don't be shy boys." Jake said. "Let me lubricate you." He slicked some
stuff on Will's cock, and worked a finger into my ass.  Will lifted my
legs.  "Go slow, Will!" Jake instructed. "You're a lot thicker than Randy."
Jake didn't need to worry. Will was just as careful as he could be. Will
was looking very happy, and so was I. My ass had no problem at all with the
thick cock, and we had a nice, slow fuck.

"That's it, Will." Jake said. "Don't push things, just let them flow." Jake
said. "It's not a race, Clyde. You can just relax and let nature take its
course. Slow and easy."  Will was slow pumping when his cock slipped out
and dribbled cum on my gut. I hadn't guessed that he was close, not to
mention shooting.

We got up, had breakfast and went to work. Over the next few days, Wilbur
and I had several opportunities to play and experiment. Randy had shown us
all the positions and we tried them all. Will and I traded positions, and I
can truthfully say, we didn't find ay we didn't like.

Thursday night Jake told us he was having company Friday. He called it his
"monthly get together."

"Herb or Randy?" I asked

"Randy's not part of the group.  He's too uncomfortable with locals most of
the time. Don't mention him." Jake said.

"Group?" Will said.

"Five or six men." Jake said. "When Alice was alive, it was my poker
night. She liked it because I never lost any money. We met at the
pharmacist's house. When she died, we moved the meetings here."

"Can we join in?" I asked. "It sounds like fun! My ass is twitching
already."

"They're all older men you know. Not young like Randy." Jake said.

"That sounds great to us." Will and I said in unison. Jake smiled. "Is it
an all sucking and all fucking party?"

"The men have some milage on them so there is not much they don't do." Jake
said. "I think you boys might become virgins for the night again. They
don't know Randy's broken you in. There are some big men in the group, and
you might want to have an excuse to avoid too much stretching of your
asses."

We became ass virgins again, and have been publicly virgin ever since.  It
lets us be more picky. It seems that several men get quite a rush out of
picking our cherries for the first time.  Now that we are in our thirties
it's harder to play the game, but most guys seem to like it.

"Can you tell us about them?" I asked.

"I'll tell you a little about them but I'll let you meet them." Jake
said. "We've been doing this for years but you never know what adding a new
ingredient in the mix will do. You can play it by ear."

"Fine with us, but give us a hint." Will asked.

"There is Herb, who you have met. Carl is the pharmacist.  He's the oldest
in the group, a pleasant grand fatherly type. Jim is a college
professor. He drives 150 miles and spends the night. He's the only one who
is bigger than me. Steve is Greek or Armenian and a cook at the local
restaurant.  Scooter is a tall thin guy who looks like you a bit."

"Is he the mechanic at the Exxon?" Will asked.

"Yep." Jake said. "He is. I see you have figured out the lay of the land
here.  Finally there is Norm. He's a real estate agent. All business man on
the outside, sex pig on the inside."

"Can you tell us more? What are the rules?" I asked.

"As I said boys." Jake repeated. "Let's play it by ear."

Will and I figured that it would be a long wait anticipating the Friday
games, but Jake had other ideas. We spent Friday cleaning the house and
yard and helping him cook. The day flew by.  At four we stopped and
showered. The day was near ninety degrees, so we dressed only in
shorts. Jake was wearing shorts held up by suspenders. It was an odd
combination but his deeply tanned torso covered in grey hair looked good
with the red suspenders. Will and I are not bubble butts, so our shorts
drooped, stopping just shy of the pubic hair. Jake said that our fashion
sense was tasteful without being flashy.

Herb arrived first bringing Steve with him. Steve was bearded, short, very
muscular with a bubble butt. He wore a print shirt open to his navel. His
chest was covered in black hair accentuated by gold chains.  We introduced
ourselves since Jake was inside. Steve went in to help Jake make dinner.

Norm and Carl arrived next in Jeep Cherokee. The car carried the sign of a
real-estate company. Norm was dressed for golf, with an alligator shirt and
Bermuda shorts. Carl looked like an elderly man to us. Jake brought out
beer and we all sat on the porch talking. Scooter arrived next in Pontiac.
We had seen him before but he had the scrubbed look of a man who had made a
serious effort to clean the grease off himself. As Uncle Jake said later,
you can't get rid of all the grease, but it's good to have tried.  About
fifteen minutes later a Volvo arrived with two men. A tall bearded older
man got out of the driver's side and a smaller bearded man got out of the
passenger side.

"Jim!" Jake called. "You brought a guest?"

"Jake, Men." Jim said. "Let me introduce to you Bobby Smyth. He's a
colleague of mine at State. I mentioned him the last time we met." Bobby
was younger, perhaps thirty-five or forty. He looked a bit Czar Nicholas,
and looked like a runner. Everyone introduced themselves and settled down
to conversation and a beer.

The conversation was stiff at the first, but soon warmed up.

"Damn it Jake." Steve said as he took his shirt off. "You need
air-conditioning!" There was a general unbuttoning of shirts. "Clyde and
Wilbur have the right idea."

"Dinner's ready." Jake announced. Dinner was good and the group became more
relaxed. Afterwards, I was talking with Bobby and Steve.  Wilbur was with
Carl, Herb and Norm. Jake was in deep conversation with Scooter and
Jim. Beer flowed and we loosened up more. Since neither Bobby nor I knew
the routine, we were a bit uneasy.

"You can't wear those shorts much lower than you have, can you?" Steve
asked me.

"I come from a poor assed family." I said laughing. "We got nothing to hold
pants up with."

"Well if your going to wear them that low, you could try combing your
bush." Bobby suggested. My shorts had slipped so that the bush was
visible. I noticed that Herb was feeling out Wilbur by this time. Jake was
still talking to Jim, but Scooter had disappeared. I took a second look and
saw him on the floor sucking Jake's cock. Jake was naked.  Bobby brushed
his fingers on my bush, rearranging the hair. I unsnapped the top button
and dropped my shorts.

"Damn, that ain't no kid cock!" Steve said, He dropped to the floor and
took my whole soft cock into his mouth. The night's entertainment had
begun. Steve cradled my cock in his mouth and just slowly licked my
tube. Bobby stripped and put his arm around me so that Steve could suck him
too. Steve was willing.

Steve stood to kiss Bobby and I dropped to suck and get a good look. Steve
had compact golf sized balls that formed a cushion for his uncut cock. He
wasn't up yet, so they looked like three balls, wrapped in skin sitting in
a nest of black hair. Bobby had low hangers, and a long, cut cock. His cock
head looked bare, so I sucked it. He immedialtly oozed and glob of pre
cum. He was ready to play. After a minute, Bobby said that it was his turn,
I stood and he began sucking my Steve and my cocks.

Everyone in the room was naked by now. Will was sucking Carl as Norm took
Will's cock. Carl was in good shape for an older man, all pink, but covered
in a thick coat of white hair. I couldn't see his cock since it was hidden
in Will's throat. Norm was stocky but not flabby, with a hairy chest and a
big cock. He was at half staff, sticking straight out, but the skin still
covered the head, so I guessed that he still had a ways to go. Herb was
playing traffic cop. He made sure that the right cock ended up in the right
mouth.

Jake and Jim were sixty-nineing, with Scooter licking anything that came in
range. I could tell that Jim was big.  Everyone seemed to be having a good
time.

Bobby was a good sucker and I was hard. Steve joined him as they shared my
cock. I ended up sitting on Steve's face so he could suck my balls and rim
my ass while Bobby took care of my cock.  I was in hog heaven. I'm a cock
man, so I was surprised that Steve could be so happy with his tongue in my
ass. Happy he was!

Carl moaned that he was cumming, and Will took it like a man. I was so busy
watching them, that I popped too. I didn't even warn Bobby. Bobby stopped
deep throating me and concentrated on my cock head. He kept my head inside
his mouth and swirled his tongue around the edge as I spewed juice from the
slit in the middle.

You could say that my cock head was a bit sensitive, and I really wanted to
let it rest. Bobby and Steve would have nothing of that. I had relaxed when
I popped and Steve got his tongue deeper into my ass. Bobby kept on sucking
until I was soft and drained. Jake, Scooter and Jim came over.
 "Bobby's never played with red necks before." Jim said. "I thought Scooter
would be a perfect introduction to the race."

"If Scooter's not interested, I can give him a try." Jake said.

"Who says I'm not interested?" Scooter said in his thickest West Virginia
accent. Bobby was still sucking my cock but he had raised is ass and spread
his legs. It was obvious what he wanted. Jim had a pump bottle of stuff
that he squeezed onto his hand and worked into Bobby's ass.

Jake took some and went behind me. Scooter was slicking his cock up. He did
look a bit like Wilbur and me. Scooter had a thick, uncut, club cock. He
was trying to be red neck cool, but that's hard when you are sporting eight
inches of dripping cock. He was real interested.

"Clyde." Jake said. "Would you hold Steve's legs wide for a while?"  Jake
was going to fuck Steve while Scooter fucked Bobby. I would have thought
that this would have distracted Steve and Bobby, but they continued to lick
and suck me. I was getting excited again.  "Don't be afraid to hold him
wide. He's got a real tight ass, and the wider he is the better it is."

I shifted a little so Steve could suck my balls. "Lift up a bit,
Clyde. "Jake said.  "These boys will need all the air they can get." I did
and looked down and saw the two men kissing.  Bobby would suck my half hard
cock then kiss Steve, the suck me again.

Randy was my only experience with fucking, except for Wilbur, and Scooter's
technique was pure red neck in heat. He rammed Bobby, to the hilt the first
time and every other time. Bobby had been a good sucker, but became a great
sucker. I was getting into the scene. Steve jerked and shuddered. Jake was
fucking. Steve moaned and growled. My balls were in his mouth and the
vibrations from the sounds drove me crazy.

Scooter was fucking at a frantic rate. I figured that he would pop soon. No
one could keep that pace up without shooting.

"Scooter has incredible staying power." Jim said. He must have been reading
my mind. "He just goes on and on." I was about as happy as a guy could get.