Date: Sun, 4 May 2003 10:47:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Uncle Ken 5

By Bald Hairy Man.  Contact me at bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com.
This story is all fantasy, all gay and mostly bear.  If you don't like
that, Don't read it!


The four of us cooled down after our orgasms. I was hoping for a second
instalment, but the phone rang.  One of Father Bill's parishioners had been
hospitalized and he had to go. That killed the right atmosphere, so
everyone went home. By the time I got to my house, Uncle Ken's car was in
the driveway and another car was parked in the street in front.  I went in
the front door.

"Is that you, Tommy?" Ken called from upstairs.

"Yep." I said. A few second later, Ken came down the stairs. He was wearing
shorts and a tee shirt.  There was a wet spot on the shorts where his cock
leaked.

"I've got an old friend with me. If you want to join us, it's fine with
me." Ken said.  He dropped his voice. "Don isn't much of a looker and he's
a pure top.  He's also a big boy.  Do you feel like trying out a horse
cock?"

"How big?" I asked. "Can you take it?"

"You've got to see it."  Ken said. "I can take it, but it's a chore. Worth
the effort, but you may need to work at it."

"Can I watch?"

"Don's not into that. He's had his share of watchers and he wants action,
not admiration.  When your hung like him, there's no shortage of
lookers. Guys talk big but don't deliver." Ken explained.  "He's been
burned too often."  I thought a few seconds.

"I guess I'm willing to give it a try." I said.  We both went upstairs and
into the bedroom.  Ken was right about Don.  He wasn't a looker. He was
tall and gangly, balding with a hairy chest and a treasure trail to the
treasure.  He was 8" soft and the monster was both big and lumpy.  Uncut,
you could see the outline of the head under the skin. There was a drip of
precum in the pucker.  His balls hung just as low as the cock.  I must have
stared.

"You like it?" Don asked.  He had a strong Southern accent. I was taking my
clothes off and he saw I was already hard.  "You don't need to answer that.
Your cock is answering for you." he said, smiling.

"Damn." I said, "How big does it get?"

"Get closer and lick it some." he replied. "You'll find out soon enough." I
got on my knees and looked at his cock from eye level.  It looked even
bigger.  He peeled back the skin and exposed part of his cock head. I stuck
out my tongue.  He moved toward me an inch or so. His precum dripping, piss
slit was within range.  I stuck out my tongue.

"That's it boy!  It's pure, red neck, love juice."  Don whispered. "100%
pure and Hi-test!"  He was right about that. As soon as my tongue licked
the slit, he oozed a big glob of precum.  It was all he said it would be.
I had noticed I liked precum before, but had never licked so much of the
sweet fluid before.

I concentrated on his cockhead and the oozing slit.  Working my tongue into
the space between the skin and the head, I found a supply of hot precum,
oozed earlier when he was playing with Ken. It wasn't as fresh. The
stronger taste and smell turned me on even more. Don liked what I was doing
too.  His cock grew.  I was so preoccupied with his head; I didn't focus on
the entire cock.

"How is it you like to top so much?" Ken asked Don.

"Necessity!" Don said. "I've never found anyone who could deep throat it,
so fucking is the only way I get to use the whole thing."

"Well it would be a shame to waste it, that's for sure." Ken replied.

"That's what the first guy I fucked said." Don added. "Do you remember
Baldy?"

"Sure, the Chief Petty officer?"

"That's him. He saw me in the showers once.  It turns out he was a size
queen. He got me on shore leave once and asked me to do him a favor." Don
said. "He said, he didn't know if I was gay, but he'd be forever in my debt
if I would shove my cock up his bung hole. At the time, I didn't think I
was gay.  I just thought I was real unlucky with the ladies."

"You obliged him?" Ken asked.

"Sure as shit. I had never thought of fucking a man, but I was horny as
hell.  I had never fucked a woman either, so it was all new to me." Don
explained. "Baldy was a first rate bottom. Opened right up and purred like
a kitten. I didn't know anything could feel that good. I popped really
fast, but I fucked him four more times that night."

Don's cock head was too big for my mouth now, so I sat back and looked at
the entire cock. It must have been ten to twelve inches long, two and a
half inches wide and an inch and a half thick.  I was having second
thoughts about trying to take the monster.

"Well Ken, Tommy's revved me up. Are you ready to bend over and open wide?"
Don asked.

"I'm as ready as I ever am." Ken said.

"You've taken the magic ride before. It should be getting easier."

"Well, it's easier, but not easy." Ken replied. "Tommy, get the lube out
and don't skimp." I did and applied a thick coat to Don's cock and worked
some into Ken's ass.

"You're kind of young, Tommy. You know fucking a guy's shit chute isn't
always pretty or neat?"  Don asked. "If it didn't feel so good, it wouldn't
be worth the effort."  Ken was on his back on the bed. He had hooked his
legs with his arms and held them wide, so his asshole was totally exposed.
Ken's ass was covered in swirls of hair except for the ass hole itself and
the pink rose bud in the middle.  It looked delicate and almost feminine as
the pink flesh quivered in anticipation of the ramming.

"Now Tommy, Ken here is a real pro at this. He knows if he holds his ass
wide open, he can't resist.  My cock can get in easier and faster." Don
said.  By this time he had his cock at the ass and his cock head was
pushing into the hole itself. He pulled out, took his cock head and spread
open his slit.  He then engulfed Ken's rosebud in the slit and let go.  It
was as if the rosebud had been eaten by Don's cock.

"The rosebud's the bull's eye." Don said.  It was almost as if he was
giving me a lesson in fucking.  He seemed like a teacher giving a
lecture. Don shoved forward and his entire cock head vanished into Ken's
ass.  "Now, for lots of guys, getting the head in is the main event. Once
it's in, the pain is over and it free sailing.  Not for me, though" Don
continued. Ken eyes had rolled back in his head and his mouth was open,
gasping for breath. "My cock's like an oak; it gets thicker as it reaches
the roots."  Don pushed again and four or five inches of his cock followed
the route of his cock head.

"There's nothing easy about any part of my cock." Don mused. He was pumping
in little two or three inch movements. Ken was relaxing a little bit as his
ass adjusted.

"Baldy liked that about my donkey dong. He said, it was the cock that just
kept on giving." Don said as he began to lose his lecturer's manner and got
more excited. The two men were both enjoying it now. Don lunged forward
again and Ken was fully impaled.

"Baldy liked it a lot, even more than Ken here." Don said in a distracted
voice.  "It takes a long time for me to build up a good head of steam.
Baldy loved long fucks, so he was a happy guy.  He also knew every size
queen in the Navy, so I was happy for the rest of my stay in the forces.
Even got an Admiral once."  By now Don was really into it.  He varied his
fucking style, alternating long deep stokes with fast short ones.  He
rolled Ken's legs to the side when he wanted to stretch the asshole in a
different direction.

I got mesmerized watching the huge cock rhythmically slide into Ken's
hole. At first, it was hard to believe it fit. As Ken relaxed and Don got
more excited, you could feel the connection grow between the men. At first
Ken was obviously uncomfortable, but he became relaxed and then wildly
enthusiastic. I knew just enough about fucking to have a sense how good it
could be.

It wasn't erotic as much as it was exciting and sexual. They weren't
lovers; they were friends, helping each other feel intense physical
pleasure. As I was thinking how exciting it was, Ken shot off. It was a
total ball drainer with cum sprayed everywhere. Don pulled out after the
last twitch of Ken's cock.


Don's cock had grown even larger in Ken's ass.  It was bloated, with veins
throbbing and the cock head was so hard it looked as if it hurt. Dripping
with lube, Don's precum and Ken's ass juices, it almost looked as if it was
hard as marble.  I must have looked shocked.

"Do you think you can take it?"  Don asked. "I told Ken you'd have to get
fucked if you wanted to watch, but if you're too scared I'd understand. Ken
doesn't like to get fucked after he's cum, but he'd understand if I fucked
him again and so I could drop my load.

I did feel uneasy, but when he gave me the choice, I suddenly felt an urge
to feel his cock. I didn't really think it would actually fit in my ass,
but I wanted to find out. I didn't know Ken that well, but I did know he
had experienced something much more intense than he had felt in our own
sexual explorations. I wondered if I could feel the same intensity.

Don went to the bathroom and washed off his cock.  When he came back, I was
on my back and he knew what I wanted. He smiled.

"You've been fucked before?" he asked. I nodded.  "I'll take it nice and
slow, anyway.  I'm not too good about stopping once I get going, but if it
hurts I'll do my best to stop."  He recoated his cock with lubricant, then
fingered me with lube-coated fingers. Don did that slowly, giving my ass a
good workout.  This was exciting and before I knew it he had four fingers
in my ass.  I was stretched, but excited.  Ken had recovered enough to put
another coat on Don's dong. What happened next was a total surprise to all
of us.

"You've got the prettiest rosebud I've ever seen." Don said.  He gave me a
sniff of poppers to relax me. I couldn't see what Don was doing, but I
guessed he was opening his piss slit and closing it on my rosebud as he had
done with Ken. I could feel Don's cock head at my hole. Don pushed a little
bit.

Suddenly I wanted his cock up my ass and in as deep as possible. I relaxed,
opened up and when Don pushed the next time instead of forcing his cock
head through the sphincter, he deep dicked me and found my balls cushioned
on his pubic hair. If there was anything like a pleasure bomb, that is what
his cock felt like. He started to pump right away and with each stroke, I
felt a wave of unbelievable pleasure.

I couldn't focus or even get my thoughts straight, but when I did catch a
glance of Don, I knew he was feeling the same thing I was. Expecting a
long, drawn out penetration, followed by a slow build-up to pleasure, the
penetration was over in a second or two and the pleasure was immediate and
total.  It was, of course, an all-new experience for me, but it was just as
new for Don.

Until me, fucking had always involved pain and discomfort for his
partners. He loved to fuck, but had a hard time finding repeat customers.
I have no idea how long we went at it until he shot off.  Don had a whole
body orgasm. Every organ and muscle in his body must have participated in
his ejaculations. His cock so totally filled my ass, I could feel each
ejaculatory spasm. It was as if my rectum was getting a sperm bath. Each
spasm was transmitted to my prostate and from the prostate to my cock.  It
was as if his sexual energy was being transmitted to my genitals. I popped.

As I shot off, Ken bent over and sucked the spewing cum directly from my
cock. I don't know what happened next.  I either fell asleep or slipped
into a sexual coma. Whatever happened, ten minutes later I woke up. Don was
on the bed, beside me.  I felt something good.  He had fucked me from the
rear after I fell asleep. Don's cock had gone soft, but was still in my
ass. I squeezed my sphincter and Don's cock twitched.

My orgasm had left me totally drained, but I squeezed again. Three or four
minutes later we were going at it like rabbits. Ken was on the bed facing
me.  He swung around so he could suck my cock and I, his.  We 69ed while
Don continued his unrelenting assault on my ass.  Assault is the wrong
word. There was nothing delicate about Don's cock, or his fucking
technique, but nothing he did felt anything other than wonderful.

This was the first time I understood what the expression, "ring my chimes"
meant. I was Big Ben and Don was the clapper.  Ken had a front row seat,
watching the horse cock penetrate my ass.  Ken coordinated his sucking with
Don's fucking and I was on the way to heaven again.  We had all shot off
before, so this second round of fucking was longer and relaxed.

Don had to take a piss, so when he went to the bathroom, Ken replaced him
in my ass.  Ken's cock was relaxing.  By this time the inside of my ass was
tender.  Every nerve in it awake and sensitive.  When Don came back he held
me in his arms while Ken slowly pumped his cock in my ass.

"Damn that was good, Tommy!" he said.  "I love to fuck, but it's never come
close to being as good as that was."

"You mean my ass wasn't good as Tommy's?"  Ken asked in mock jealousy.  Ken
continued his slow pumping.  It was both relaxing and exciting.  It hadn't
occurred to me you could both relax and get fucked at the same time, but
Ken was doing it.

"You're hole is good, but nothing like Tommy's.  It's never been that easy.
We got down to business without any preliminaries." Don explained.  "It
must be a perfect fit.  Like a hand in a glove."  Ken and Don traded
places.  Again, the second Don's cock slid deep into my ass I was in heaven
again.  As soon as his cock and my prostate made contact, I became a sexual
extension of his cock.  It was a perfect fit.  Not a single inch of his
donkey dong wasn't in full contact with a part of my rectum.

Don pulled out several times.  As soon as his cock touched my hole it
opened wide and welcomed him in.  The deeper he thrust, the more we enjoyed
it.  As he pulled out, my ass constricted in an effort to hold the cock in.
He was slightly less hard this time, since the earlier orgasm had taken the
urgency from his thrusting.

Don had to leave at six, so our session wound down.  Don lived 150 miles
away, but we all knew somehow we would have to get together again.  That
night I slept as soundly as I had ever done.