Date: Sat, 23 Jun 2001 04:50:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <Bldhrymn@excite.com>
Subject: Uncles 8

Uncles 8

By Bald Hairy Man

Email, bldhrymn@excite.com or bldhrymn@aol.com

This is an adult story for adults. It is not intended for minors, nor for
persons who are offended by alternate life styles.




Coonie and Gill had to go home after lunch so our group was reduced. I had
been looking forward to another night with them, but they had work to doon
their farm and it couldn't wait. They had just left when Walter called into
his office and found a message that one of his clients had a house fire. He
had to go and see the extent of the damage.

He wasn't an adjuster, but he said that these were old clients of his and
they would feel better if he came by and took a look. Our party was reduced
to Mike, Raleigh, Jud, Alvis and me. Raleigh was busy cataloguing the
sculptures and selecting the ones he wanted to use in the exhibition. Mike
and I were fetching and hauling the works to the barn where Raleigh was
creating an informal exhibition.

Raleigh didn't mind re arranging things over and over again, so we were
really busy and it was getting hot. He was finished around three thirty and
we finally stood back and looked at the afternoons' work. I was shock when
I saw how good it looked. My dad thought highly of Raleigh's skills as an
art dealer, but I didn't have any idea what a man with a good eye for
exhibiting could do with a bunch of wood sculptures in an old barn.

Jud had been resting in the cabin, his back had been acting up, and when he
came out the jaw dropped open when he saw the display.

"Damn! Is that my stuff?" he asked.

"It sure is!" Raleigh said. "You like it?"  Jud just stared in
amazement. Alvis arrived. He had been working in the garden. He had the
same reaction. I'm not sure that they had ever thought of their sculptures
as art before. They had been whittling, not sculpting. Jud and Alvis were
looking at their handiwork as if they were seeing it for the first time. I
felt the same way.

"Packing and shipping is going to be an adventure." Raleigh said. "We don't
have access to a professional art packer here."

"Don't worry about that." Jud said. "There's a furniture company in the
next town. They pack and ship all the time. Freddy Sims runs the local
moving company. He's an old friend. Freddy says he's never broken a thing
in 30 years of moving. He can pack the stuff."

"I'm not sure I want a local mover." Raleigh said. "Your stuff is
delicate. It can break easily."  This got Jud and Alvis worked up. They
felt they were good judges of men and their abilities. Jud went to the
cabin and called Freddy.

When Alvis returned, he said that Freddy would be here in twenty
minutes. Freddy arrived in a beautifully maintained thirty year old
truck. He was a middle-aged black man, over 6'-4, with a rich brown skin
and a thick white beard. He was wearing a tight white golf shirt with the
name "Simms Movers" embroidered on the pocket.

Freddy too was impressed by Raleigh's exhibit in the barn. He looked at
each sculpture with a mover's eye and discussed the problems with packing
each. Freddy knew is stuff, easily identifying all the problem areas and
places where there was a potential for damage. He had a solution for each
problem, and Raleigh was more than satisfied.  The moving problem was
solved.

It was almost five by now and I was going to make dinner. We had missed our
usual swimming hole time. Jud noticed that. Freddy was getting ready to
leave.

"It's our swimming time, Freddy. Do you care to join us?" Jud asked.

"I'd love to, but you have company and I need to get home." Freddy
said. "Can I take a rain check on that?"

"Don't worry about the company. We're all friends here." Alvis said. I
thought there was a glimmer of interest in Freddy's eyes. I realized he was
one of Jud and Alvis' playmates. "Raleigh here and you have the same
interest."

"Ellie has dinner ready." Freddy said. "She off to an all-day church
revival tomorrow. I might be able to get by then."

"Do that. We'll expect you." Jud said.

"I might just bring Tommy with me. He's my crate builder."

"You know us. Always hospitable." Alvis said. Jud, Alvis and Freddy were
all smiling. They had plans for the next day. Freddy drove away.

"He's a good-looking man." Raleigh said. "He must work out?" Raleigh was
both excited and uneasy.

"Nope, just a lot of lifting." Alvis said. "He a big man and he works
really hard. Nice guy to boot."

"Well I am off to make dinner, it will be read when you get back from the
swim." I said. That seemed to be agreeable to everyone so they went to the
pond and I went to the kitchen. About a half hour later Alvis came back and
joined me.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You've had a lot of playtime and been screwed for the first time, are you
OK?" He asked. "You've been quiet." I laughed.

"I loved it." I said. "No problem at all. It does take some getting used
to. Coonie was unexpectedly good."

"Jud said that. He thinks you like them big." Alvis said.

"I've been thinking about that. It was so exciting. I don't know if bigger
would be better?  I just don't know. Did you ever fuck Mike?"

"Oh no. He's kin." Alvis said. "He's not that interested in fucking
anyway. We heard you last night. You could tell when Coonie hit a good
spot. Coonie said you were good."

The other guys arrived from the pond and we sat down for dinner. Raleigh
was discussing his plans for the opening and promotion of the
sculptures. The man knew his stuff, but was open to comments and
suggestions. I thought that since the works looked so good in the barn,
they might photograph them there.

Raleigh loved that idea and knew just the right photographer to do the job.
No adult had taken one of my suggestions before, so I felt good.  Mike said
he could rig up lighting to the barn, and everyone felt good. Mike and
Alvis cleaned up after dinner. Jud took a nap, his back as still acting
up. Raleigh and I sat on the porch and talked. Not about art.

"You like the bottom." I said. "Are big cocks better."

"For me they are." Raleigh said. "I think it has something to do with male
anatomy. I know guys who can't be fucked, and some that like small
cocks. My guess is that it has to do with your ass, where the prostate is
and how a cock fits."

"Jeb fits you?"

"Damn yes!" Raleigh said. "Unbelievable. I'm no virgin, but he's great. You
liked Coonie?"

"Yes. It felt good." I said.

"Was it a different kind of feeling than Gill?" Raleigh asked.

"Yes it was." I said. "It was much more . . . "

"It feels like I am melting on Jud's cock, " Raleigh said, "as if I was
being occupied and totally involved with it. He works it in and it's almost
as if I was merging with his horse meat."  Raleigh began to whisper. "There
is more cock in this cabin than you might ever find again. If you think
that you would like it, go for it."  I had to admit I was interested.
Coonie and Gill had hit something and I wanted to do it again.

That evening we had another group fuck with Raleigh. It was more exciting
than the day before. I had some idea what Raleigh was feeling as we plowed
him, and we were all more relaxed.  Afterwards I fell asleep on the couch
in the living room and woke at seven the next morning. The night with
Connie and Gill had been great but it hadn't been restful. Mike had to
leave early, he had promised to help a friend move to a new apartment, so
we had breakfast and he left.


Sunday was really hot. By ten it was over 90 and the humidity began to
rise. Raleigh, Alvis and Jud were talking on the porch and I was inside
reading when I heard a horn honking. I got up and saw it was Freddy is his
truck.

Freddy got out as did another black man and a small bearded white
guy. Freddy introduced us to Tommy, his crate maker and Larry, his
packer. Freddy was wearing shorts and an open shirt that exposed the curly
mat of white hair on his chest. Tommy was 6' tall, thin but muscular with a
close-cut black beard, that was almost the same color as his mahogany skin.

Larry was short and muscular, with brown hair and an unruly brown beard. He
was wearing a plaid shirt that was partially unbuttoned. The hair appeared
to be continuous from his chest to his head.  He had beautiful pale blue
eyes that peered from the mass of brown hair on his face and head. We went
to the barn and they looked over the sculptures.

Larry had a spectacular West Virginia drawl. He knew his stuff. Tommy
seemed well educated, and it was a surprise to find him working for a
moving company. It turned out he was a furniture maker, and the crates were
done as a favor to Freddy. Raleigh was immediately interested in Tommy's
furniture making and soon the two men were making arrangements to meet so
Raleigh could look at the hand made furniture.  It was a congenial group.

"Jud. It's hot as hell in this barn. You promised me a swim yesterday."
Freddy said. "I told the boys here that you had a great swimming hole for
skinny dipping."  Jud laughed.

"I was afraid you were going to spend the day here talking business and
sweating like a pig." Jud said. "Let's get a move on it."

"Your boys are members of the fraternity?"  Alvis asked.

"Dues paying members." Freddy said. "I hope you don't mind me bringing them
along. I seem to recall that you don't mind company."

"Not one bit." Alvis said.

I went to the house to get the towels and some drinks as they wandered off
to the pond. When I caught up with them, they had just arrived. Jud had
slowed them up. Freddy was talking.

"Larry here thinks he has the biggest cock found on a white man." Freddy
was saying. "I brought him along to keep him humble."

"That's a lie!" Larry protested in a good-humored way. "I said I had the
biggest white cock I had ever seen. No one has ever complained about it,
that's for sure!"  He caught a glance of Jud's monster as the
stripped. "Holy shit! That's a prize winner!"  We all laughed.

Freddy was in great shape, every muscle was defined.  His cock was long and
cut. His exposed head was nestled between his low hangers. Tommy was
thinner and less muscular but had a club cock, a good 8' soft and uncut. I
didn't get to see Larry before he jumped into the pond. As usual Alvis and
Jud stayed in the warm shallow area, but everyone else was in the cooler
section. In the sweltering heat it felt great. Poor Raleigh was torn
between the horse hung men. He went from Jud to Tommy and Freddy. I could
almost feel his testosterone level rising. After about a half hour of
swimming we got out of the water and laid in the sun.

Larry sat next to me some ways apart from the other men.  I finally got a
good look at Larry. He was long trunked and short legged, wiry and covered
in hair. He was as close to having a coat as any human I had met. His balls
were in a hair covered pouch that hung halfway to his knees and cock was
hidden in a thick, wrinkled foreskin. It didn't look huge. I guessed it was
half the size of Jud's. He was next to me.

"Nice place here." he said. "My cousins, Coonie and Gill said it was nice."

"You are related?"

"Yep. His daddy and my daddy are brothers." he said. "We all got grandpop's
good looks." I looked at him and realized he was joking. I smiled. "Coonie
said you were a nice kid." he said whispering. He felt my cock. I looked
over at the other men. Raleigh was sucking Freddy and Tommy was trying to
suck Alvis and Jud at the same time.  The games had begun. I felt Larry.

I was young, and didn't have much experience with cocks, but I couldn't
believe that I had misjudged Larry so badly. Hair covered a good half of
his foreskin, and what I had thought was a short cock was just the hairless
portion of it.  I played with it, the skin was very loose, and in a minute
I felt the slippery fluid ooze from it. Larry went from being relaxed to
fully erect in no time at all.

He was a good nine or ten inches as thick. I felt his balls and they
actually felt heavy.  Even fully hard the skin still covered half of his
huge head. Only the tip was visible, and the wide piss slit. It looked as
if my little finger would fit in it. The cock was meaty too.

"Nice and heavy. Ain't it?" Larry asked. "I drip a lot of cock jelly when
I'm excited. Hope you don't mind.  Freddy says it ain't neat, but it's real
tasty."  He paused. "Have you ever tasted genuine redneck cock jam?"  That
was all I needed to start sucking. He pivoted around so that he could suck
me and my cock vanished in his mouth.

Much to my surprise, when I tried to deep throat him it all fit. I didn't
even gag. I pulled off and he oozed a bucketful of pre cum. It was
unbelievably exciting. I had tasted pre cum before but never this
amount. It was as if I were milking him.

"Calm down, Danny," he said. "We've got some time."  I did as I was told
and relaxed. Soon we were sucking at a leisurely rate. It was exciting, but
we weren't close to shooting. I thought that my ability to deep throat him
was a fluke, but every time I went down on him, it slipped into the
hilt. His cock and my throat were made for each other. I heard Raleigh
moaning and guessed that he was being fucked.

I was feeling some twitching in my ass and realized I wanted to be fucked
too.  It was hard to believe that I had met Larry an hour earlier, and now
I was thinking about having his hairy cock rammed in my ass. This is
stupid, I thought, but, damn, I want it. He must have known what I
wanted. He already had a finger in my hole and was probing for my prostate.

Alvis appeared with a tube of lubricant. Larry was on his back as Alvis
coated his cock, then Alvis worked some coated fingers into my ass.

"Sit on it!" he said.  "That's the easy way."  I positioned myself over
Larry's monster and sat back.  It was hard to believe, but Larry's cock fit
my ass as well as my mouth.  It fit like a glove as I lowered my self on
it. I was in shock. I didn't know what to think. I wasn't sure what I was
feeling. His cock felt as if it was giving a massage to my heart. It felt
as if it had penetrated that deep.

Suddenly I started to undulate my hips and rise up and sit back to get it
even deeper. I tried to contract my ass to hold him tighter. This was hard
since my ass was stretched wide and the cock was so big there wasn't much
of a way to manipulate it.

Larry looked happy. He rolled me over and pulled out. I felt deflated. He
got me on my back, with my legs on his shoulders and positions his head at
my hole. He looked me in the eye and shoved deep. My ass exploded in
feeling. His cock hit every hot spot in my ass on every thrust. After a few
dozen thrusts, my prostate and cock merged with his dong into a single
sexual organ. Every move he made sent shivers through me.

He was as excited as me and he soon climaxed. Like Mike, he showed every
nuance of his feelings in his face and with his body. It was had to believe
a man could shoot as much as he did. I could see every ejaculation in his
eyes. He pulled out afterwards and I felt empty again. I closed my eyes and
tried to catch my breath. Another, even bigger cock entered my ass. I was
Jud.