Yes Daddy - a Silver Bear Story

My father was a twin. He and brother were not identical but they looked very similar. My dad passed away when I was 12. My mother passed when I was 16. I had always been close to my dad's twin, my Uncle Will, so I went to live with him when mother was gone.

Uncle Will got me through high school and helped pay for my college so I could get a degree in Mechanical Engineering. I spent four years away coming home only for Summers to work. Somewhere along the way, Uncle broke up with his girlfriend and is now living alone. He works some but it seems it's mostly for something to keep himself busy rather than any specific financial need.

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"Let's take a drive, Samuel - there's someone I want you to meet." We hopped into Uncle Will's restored 1968 Ford pick-up truck that had belonged to my Grandfather. Classic Rock was all it seemed to play. The radio looked like the stock AM radio but the sound from the speakers was all modern day! He told me a little about his friend Samson as we drove. They've known each other for twenty years having worked at the factory together. My Uncle worked in a steel mill for twenty years before taking their early retirement. He's a burly man, 5'11" and 225 pounds of solid muscle I suspect. I'm still filling out at 195 though I have reached 6' tall.

We pull off the highway and rumble down a dirt road into the country outside of town. Uncle Will turns onto a gravel driveway with cows on one side and alfalfa fields on the other. At the end of the drive is a well-kept farmhouse with a covered porch on three sides. A large black man is standing on the porch as we park. He's holding a tall glass of sun-maid sweet tea I will soon learn. Uncle Will turns off the motor and we both hop out of the truck. I follow my Uncle towards the porch and Samson descends the steps to meet us in the drive. The two large men hug warmly as old friends do. Samson is jeans, boots and a wife-beater t-shirt is even bigger than my uncle.

When Samson shakes my hand with his own massive one, I get a sense of his size. He's easily 6'2" but a muscled 245 at least. His big smile is immediately disarming to anyone who receives it. "Damn, boy. You look like a young version of Will." Uncle Will reminds Samson that my dad is his twin brother. "That's right, I remember that now." He brings out a couple tall glasses of his sweet tea and we sit on the front porch. Uncle Will and Samson talk, tell stories and laugh repeatedly at what I'm guessing is stories they've recounted fifty times. I feel the Summer heat and enjoy the camaraderie of old friends.

After we've finished the tea, Samson offers to show me around his farm. In addition to the cows, he has chickens on the shady side of the house and a few horses out back. The old barn that could use a few repairs doubles as a machine shop, garage for his own classic GTO and stalls for the horses when the weather turns bad. All-in-all, Samson's property is seems a mighty nice place to call home. Samson and Uncle Will hug good-bye and Samson gives me a warm hug as well. Once more, I'm taken by his size and obvious muscled frame. The ride home with Uncle Will seems to take half the time it took to get there.

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A couple nights later, I get home from work and find Uncle Will on the back porch grilling steaks. He tells me to grab a beer and bring out the vegetables on the counter. Spring is beginning to become Summer and the early evening hour finds the sun still high in the sky and the air quite warm. I take off my dress shirt from the office and join Uncle Will on the deck. The beer is cold and tastes good as I swallow. The vegetables sizzle in the pan as they feel the heat. Uncle Will turns over the steaks and takes a pull on his beer. "What did you think of Samson, Samuel?"

We talk a little about their work history and their friendship as we sit at the outdoor table having dinner. Each man has been married and divorced since they first met at the steel mill. They've even had a girlfriend in common with the lady living at Samson's after she and Uncle parted ways. After dinner is finished and I take care of the dishes, we find ourselves sitting on the porch in just shorts sipping on beers. "I'm so glad to hear your views on my old friend, Samuel. There's something I want to tell you ..." a long pause as Uncle takes a drink, "and I hope you'll be good with it." I take a look at Uncle as it sounds a bit ominous.

"Samson and I have a special friendship ... we sometimes get together for sex." He looked me straight in the eyes as he said it. No shame, just concern for our own relationship. I sat up and leaned forward on the chair before saying anything.

"Maybe a little surprising, Uncle, but it's cool if that makes you happy." Uncle Will exhaled deeply with my response and said he needed something a little stronger. He got up and walked into the house before returning with two tumblers of bourbon. I was standing at the deck rail looking across the lawn when he sidled up beside me and put a glass on the rail. "You know Uncle, in college, I spent time with women and men myself."

The big man beside me seemed surprised to hear my revelation. He had paid for my tuxedo take Emily to the Senior Prom five years earlier. Since I graduated and moved back home, I really hadn't gone on many dates or brought anyone around the house. Starting my career seemed to be the most important thing the last few months. "Samson is good looking man, Uncle," saying as I pictured these two large, muscled sixty year-old men in bed together. "And you both have so much history, I can completely understand it."

"Well thank you for being so open-minded, Samuel. I really wasn't sure how you'd feel - I mean, not knowing you have some experience yourself." He went on to tell me he'd been with men off-and-on for the last ten years. It was a couple years after his first homosexual experience that he and Samson got together for the first time.

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Friday afternoon finds Will driving down the gravel drive past the cows and horses in the field. Samson greets Will in the afternoon sun, both men dressed similarly - boots, jeans and white t-shirts. They greet with a bear hug and then a soft kiss on the mouth. On the porch, the sip the sweet tea as Will tells Samson about the conversation with his nephew and how well it went. Samson stands, "that's great Will, truly. Now get over it and give me a kiss."

Will takes a drink of his sweet tea, stands and walks to Samson, "yes, Daddy." As big as Will is, Samson is bigger and the men embrace tightly on the front porch. Arms wrap, groins press as the men kiss hard.

"Bring in the glasses, boy," Samson says as the screen door shuts. The muscled black man with smooth skin, bald head and only a full white beard pulls off his t-shirt and drops it on the floor. By the time he reaches the bedroom, his boots and socks are in the hall with jeans and jockey shorts on the bedroom floor. Will takes the glasses into the kitchen before joining his partner. He's stripping off his white shorts as he walks into the bedroom. In contrast, Will is rather hairy all over his muscled frame including a full head of grey hair and beard.

The mattress gives and bed frame creaks as nearly 500 pounds of naked males moves over the sheet. Will lays over the dark muscled thigh and takes the long, fat black cock in his hand. Samson tucks a pillow behind his head against the headboard and enjoys the sensation. Legs out straight, Will's hairy back and buttocks feel the strong hand press over him. And Will attacks the fat cock with his lips as if he's savoring a 24-ounce Porterhouse. His beard brushes over the smooth cock before taking the wide crown. "MMMmmm that's it boy, take my cock. I've been waiting all week for you."

Will's face presses the smooth groin as he opens his mouth wide and takes the black cock. There was a time when he struggled to take Samson's girth but years of practice have taught him how. Inch-by-delicious inch, Will eases the full length of cock into his mouth. Samson's hand strokes the hairy buttocks of his partner as his rod grows stiff. His hand lifts and slaps Will's ass. It's a firm, confident stroke that shows his position without causing any real pains. Will pushes down and feels the mushroom in his throat before he begins to suck it in earnest.

Will moves around so his body is hugging the muscled thigh and Samson's right knee is pressing against his lower abdomen. Will's left hand caresses the thigh while his right hand grasps the heavy smooth balls. He begins to squeeze and pull on them with his own large fingers. Drooling and slobbering all over the black beauty, Will gives great pleasures to the man's sex. He sucks and pulls with his lips as Samson's leg moves against Will's belly. Today is a similar version of the familiar scene for these two. Finally, Samson moves and rolls Will onto his back. His own thick white cock with hairy balls juts lewdly upright. Will get's so turned on sucking Samson.

Samson lays over Will's head with his cock once more firmly pressing Will's throat. Daddy begins to face fuck Will and the man on the bottom moans with the joy. The weight of the black Daddy riding that sweet mouth has his cock drooling. Will's hands press the hips atop him as he tries to take some sort of breath each time Samson lifts up. Finally, the black man on top moves about to cover Will, the classic sixty-nine. His white beard rubs over the white dick before putting it in his mouth. His hips begin to rise and fall as he face fucks the bottom boy. Pushing his own spit over the white dick as he sucks it, Will is finally able to breathe. Will's hands squeeze and knead the tight muscled ass.

He's hard and wet ... applies to both men on the sheets. Samson cums. He pumps his cock and plows the throat underneath him and cums down the throat. Will's turn and he too cums hard with his ass lifting off the bed to cum. Samson catches it. He turns and takes Will in his arm like a lover. He kisses his friend and pushes Will's semen into his mouth. Their tongues roll and twist as they french before Will swallows his own. They lay there panting and holding each other for many minutes. Both men have grown to appreciate this time together as much as anything they do in life.

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An hour later, Will is getting out of his truck just as I'm getting home from work. We walk inside together. A few minutes later, we're both on the back porch. Uncle Will is still dressed in what he wore to Samson's house. I'm in a tank top and shorts, the evenings are staying warmer now. Cold beers in hand. "Uncle Will?" He looks my way, "I'd like to go see Samson ... " my voice trailing off as I quickly take a swig from the bottle.

He looks me over and decides I'm serious with my request. "Well Samuel ... I'm not sure you know exactly what you're asking for. I assure you, Samson is a very big man. In pretty much any way you can imagine." Nodding to my Uncle, I can feel my dick getting firm and all I have on is shorts with no underwear.

"I've been with a couple pretty big dudes in college," saying as I remember one guy that played on the Varsity Division 2 basketball team where I went to school. I try to shift but it's no use hiding my growing erection - I just hope Uncle's not looking at my shorts.

Uncle gets up and walks to the kitchen. He returns with chicken he's been marinating and corn on the cob and two fresh beers. He turns on the gas grill then hands me a beer. And notices my shorts, "I see you've been thinking on this some," saying as he points with his bottle. I'm sure my cheeks got a little red at being caught. "It took me a number of times before I learned to take his cock in my mouth, he's THAT big."

We changed the subject while I watched Uncle grill the chicken and cook the corn. Eventually I was able to get my dick to chill and I felt less self-conscious standing beside him. Just as he was taking the chicken off the grill, Uncle Will paused before speaking. "I'm pretty sure he'd like to have you visit him. I have to tell you one more thing though ..." turning off the grill before continuing. "We're best friends in and out of the bedroom but ... when we're fooling around, I call him Daddy and he calls me his boy." I could feel my hand tremble on the bottle. I sorta knew what that means and it puts a whole different dynamic to them having sex.

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It was the following weekend that I made the drive to see Samson. The highway then the dirt road then the gravel driveway and it felt like I'd never get there. Samson had told Uncle Will he'd be happy to host me for the afternoon. And he thought it best if I came alone so we could get to know each other. I admit to nerves but Samson was right, this is something I need to do on my own so I can get to know the man my revered Uncle calls Daddy.

I slowly pull up in my used 3-series BMW and park where Uncle had on my previous visit. Stepping out of the air conditioning, I feel the Summer heat beginning to soak my clothes immediately. Whereas I'd typically be wearing shorts and sneakers, today I'm wearing jeans and hiking boots to fit in better with the country scene. Samson walks out with a big smile on his face. He greets me near the car with a handshake then pulls me in for a quick guy-hug. "Good to see you again, Samuel. It's very good." He has that 'something' quality that I suspect everyone he meets feels like you've known him forever. I exhale long and follow him back towards the cabin as he makes small talk about the drive. "Tea?"

Instead of the front porch, Samson invites me inside and through to the back porch. I take a slow look around the living room and kitchen as we walk. The place is lightly decorated but well-kept with everything in its place. It's obvious he lives alone but I doubt he's ever lonely. I take the glass and a long drink of the sweet iced tea. "Take a seat. The sun won't be a problem for a couple hours and I usually get the occasional breeze back here in the early afternoon." The big man sits back and crosses his left ankle over right knee. The dust on his dark cowboy boot catches my eye as the boot tip slowly moves back-n-forth.

"This was my Father's place originally. It's why the barn you saw last time looks so worn - it IS old. He handed it down to me and I bought some additional surrounding land. Out there (pointing beyond the trees) is a fishing pond where I'll spend hours some days. It's part of the land I bought." The easy talk begins to put me at ease and I sit back a bit more in the chair. "Your Uncle tells me you studied Engineering? Do you like the work?" Nodding, I tell him I do. And this gives me an opportunity to speak a little about myself and my college days.

"I really don't know where I'd be without Uncle Will's guidance. He has always been so good to me, always looking out for me and providing suggestions without really forcing his opinion. He's so much like my father is probably why I've taken to his guidance in life." I finally take a break from speaking to take a long drink of tea. "I was a little surprised when he told me about you, the two of you. I just never read into him any interest in men. When I went to live with him, he was with Lucille. After they split, he never said much but then, I was away at college so didn't see him as often."

We'd been talking long enough that the sun was just beginning to hit the porch as Samson had said. Having drank two glasses of tea, I asked to use the restroom. Damn, my bladder was bursting. He was standing all 6'2" of him in the kitchen leaning against the counter when I returned. "I like you Samuel. We've covered a lot of ground getting to know each other today. But, I suspect there is one area we've not covered - and to be honest, it's the reason you asked to visit. And to be honest, it's the reason I told your Uncle that I'd like to see you too." I'm sure my cheeks got just a little pink to hear him speak.

"Yes, I was married to a woman. And after her, I dated women. But now, I only fuck and suck men. Real men like your Uncle Will. You strike me as a real man, Samuel." I know my eyes are looking right at this imposing, shaved headed black man with such the friendly white beard but it feels like my brain is spinning. "So we can continue to be friends, you can come visit me when your Uncle comes out or ... you can get on your knees and show me what you can do with my cock." There it is. Cards on the table. No dancing around like some of the guys in college did. A real man wanting me to suck his cock in the kitchen. And telling me to take it or leave.

I put my hat on the table, "yes, Sir." I walk over to Samson and drop to my knees in front of him. Hands unclasp his large belt buckle, the jeans button and the zipper. I pull his jeans down just a little as he pulls the t-shirt over his head. I see his muscled chest, smooth black skin of abdomen. He's not wearing underwear. His cock is soft yet looks so thick. I look up from his cock to see him watching me with blue eyes.

"I'm sure your Uncle told you I have quite a big, fat cock. More than you expected? There's no shame in standing up and walking away at this." I look back down and see he's grown just a little bit since I just looked. "Will told me you've been with some college boys. I'll go easy with you today."

I reach in and pull out his dark meat and feel his balls. Samson pushes his jeans down and they slip to just above his knees. His thighs are muscled. He is one built man. His groin is heated from the day and I feel a bit of sweat on his balls as I begin to manipulate them. I lean forward and lick the mushroom head. As Samson begins to grow erect I think back on what Uncle Will had said, "... I'm not sure you know exactly what you're asking for. I assure you, Samson is a very big man." He was not lying. My hand presses his heavy black balls ... I marvel at how smooth he is, how they feel. I begin to press my lips around his girth shaft and slide up and down. Tongue licking, wetting his skin as I take stock of the cock before me.

"That's it Samuel ... that feels nice on my cock. It's been a minute since I've been with a young man like you. You do seem to have some skills." As his cock grows long and hard now. Mouth lifts and presses against the head. I open my jaw wide and begin to work it past my lips. Right hand playing with his balls as left hand strokes his shaft. I feel my chest rubbing against his muscled thigh. Over the rim of his head, my mouth feels like I'm trying to swallow a golf ball. I begin to move, to suck on him. Samson is impassive as I suck his cock. Like just another Saturday afternoon to him. But for me, this feels different than the guys in school. That was just about getting off. This feels like it could be something more. And one more connection to my Uncle.

I finally feel a bit of drool from his slit and I thank the stars. My knees ache from the hardwood floor under me. My jaw is aching worse than any dental appointment from being forced open around his fat cock so long. I'm only taking his head a few inches of shaft but it's all I can muster today. I know I have a huge wet spot in my boxer briefs from the arousal of my own cock. "Body control, Samuel. You will learn about maintaining control as you get older. It's not always about the orgasm, sometimes it's all about the time getting to it. I'm going to cum now." I hear his words so matter-of-factly as I suck on his cock. His massive left hand rubs the back of my head as I rise and fall on his fat cock.

Cum. His cock shoots a thick heavy load of semen that blasts the back of my mouth and I start to cough. His hand reassures my head and I feel him shoot again. And then a third shot of thick semen. I swallow some, I spill some onto my lips and chin. He holds his cock in my mouth for a few beats and I understand I can't pull off even if I want to do so. His hand lifts from my head and I slide off his thick cock that is still standing erect. A deep gasp of air fills my lungs even as I start to cough again. His semen runs down my chin and lands on my jeans.

His massive hands reach under my pits and pulls me to my feet. Hands then pull at my shirt hem and I feel the shirt lift so I raise my arms. He takes a look at my torso. Taught but not muscled. Hairy but not like my Uncle. My nipples are small pink pebbles. Samson leans forward and takes the left nipple between his lips. He suckles and teases with his tongue as my eyes lid over at the sensation. "You have a real man's body, Samuel." He puts his cock back in his pants and walks towards the ice box, "more iced tea? I could use some myself."

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Uncle Will wasn't home when I got there. He had sent a text saying he was out for dinner with a couple buddies from work. He wouldn't be late but I should fend for myself. I masturbated in the shower then did it again before I got dressed. I kept picturing his cock and the look on his face as I sucked his cock. I was on the couch with a beer watching a mindless comedy when Uncle Will got home from dinner. He looked at me with kind eyes, "bigger than you had pictured?" I told him yes then asked if Samson had called him. "No, he didn't need to - I knew if you went there, you'd suck his cock before you left."

"He told me I didn't have to - that I could leave and we'd still be friends, no hard feelings." Uncle Will grabbed a beer and plopped down beside me. He definitely had had a few and I was glad he didn't drive. Twisting the cap, he took a pull as I switched off the TV - it wasn't like I was really watching it anyways.

"He's like that. Just a good dude. It's why we became friends so long ago and stayed friends. He just rolls with time. He meant what he said to you too." I told him how much my jaw ached. Uncle Will laughed softly, "it's really important to relax and enjoy it." He went on to give wisdom about the youth are in a hurry to get off - or get someone off - and it puts pressure. Men his age, Samson's age ... they enjoy the experience, the time spent with a partner so the body relaxes. "And breathing is important when giving head. Especially to a fat cock like Samson's. You need to breathe through your nose, Samuel, when you can inhale."

My Uncle was drifting off to sleep from the meal and drinks and I suspect his mind had worried about me all afternoon. I finished my beer, watching a little more tele then decided to go to bed. I covered Uncle with a blanket and turned out the lights on the Saturday I knew I'd remember always.

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"Yes, Daddy ... give me your big fuckin' cock." Will's hairy body and buttocks is covered in sweat. The Summer heat is not holding back as he and Samson have gone at it for a couple hours. He's gotten Samson hard and edged him twice only to be pushed away from him. Samson has sucked and hand jerked Will twice to orgasm with much of it now dried in his matted belly hair and pubes. This has been a day for both of them - the kind they enjoy. It started outside with a bit of horseplay that turned into a full on wrestling match. Each man showing off his strength to the other as they rolled around in the horse pasture. As is often the case, Samson wound up on top of Will. They were both dirty and sweaty by the time they stripped down and used the outside shower.

Each man took turns washing the other as the Summer heat and hot water washed over their naked bodies. Samson built this shower a few years back after one of these same wrestling matches tracked mud into the house. Turning off the water, they stand naked on the deck and find themselves dry in just a few heartbeats. Will went inside for iced tea and returns with two tall glasses. The men talk casually for a few while they feel the sun reenergize their bodies. A few bruises were surely had from the wrestling. "I'm not sure Samuel is ready for a man like you, Samson," he says without turning towards his partner.

"He sucked my cock like a man, Will. I told him he had the choice after he saw my girth and he didn't waver. He's built a lot like you - just not as heavy - and not as hairy. He might need to grow a beard ~winking~ you know how I like to feel a beard on my body." Samson finished the tea and sat the glass on the rail. He took Will into the shade then got between his knees. The salt-n-pepper hairy balls, taint and groin were soon covered by saliva. Samson licked Will's balls until he felt them firm. He took his big white dick into his mouth and sucked. Pulling off, he sucked his middle finger before returning to Will's now erect dick. The middle finger wiggled against the hairy butthole before Will exhaled and Samson slid in easily. His finger began to fuck while turning palm up. He found Will's prostate and the dick in his mouth jerked.

Up and down his full lips rode on the long white dick. Will's about as long as Samson but doesn't have the girth. Samson always marvels how quickly Will grows erect - like when the fucking wind just blows over him! He begins to taste the pre on his tongue and begins deep throating the man. The middle finger is wiggling and pressing on the prostate and Will is moaning in delight. It's only a matter of time before he shoots. His cum shoots down Samson's throat as the finger slips from his butt. Samson stands and licks his lips. He reaches down and pulls his friend to his feet and they embrace.

"Yes, Daddy ... give me your big fuckin' cock." Will's hairy body and buttocks is covered in sweat once more. Samson's massive hand slaps down on the right cheek and Will's body jumps forward. Two more hard slaps have the hairy ass only showing the briefest glimpse of pink. Will's long cock hangs limp. Two orgasms this afternoon has him turned on but unlikely to cum again so soon. Samson though, has been edged and played with Will and he can feel the testosterone churning in his heavy, black smooth balls.

Wiping the lube from his right hand, he grabs the bottle and squirts more into his palm. He smears his head and shaft. Will's anus is already pulsing and quite slimed with lube. Mushroom head presses against Will. Samson looks down - even after hundreds of time - he still finds the moment of penetration to be fascinating. The sense of owning another man's body with his cock. He pushes and slides, the lube and previous activities has Will quite loose for the thick cock. In until his smooth groin is rubbing on Will's hairy ass and he pauses. Hands gripping the strong man underneath him, Samson begins to fuck. There is nothing gentle - this is much like the wresting in the yard where max effort is expended from the word 'go'.

Will groans out as Samson slams his fat cock into his sleeve. Will ruts backwards to slam his ass against the groin pounding his hole. Fat cock, free-n-easy cock sleeve collide over and over on the bed. Samson has the window a/c unit on high but the room feels muggy and the air heavy as these two muscled men fuck. The first beads of sweat begin to drip from Samson's brow as he repeatedly fucks his boy. Will is rolling his hips and moaning as he feels the cock punish his backside. Underneath, the long white cock flops and slaps with each thrust. He is leaking pre as he swings with each penetration.

One last thrust of fat, black cock and Samson cums deep into Will. He rams and ruts with a now frantic pace as the rim gripping his shaft grips and milks every drop. His balls slap, swinging like one of the bulls in the yard as he pounds Will until exhausted, he falls forward. Will holds them for a few beats until his arms give way and he crashes onto the sheets with Samson atop him. Samson pants then his lips find Will's and he kisses him gently. "Thank you, Daddy ... "

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After the long talk together prior to fucking, Will agrees to give his consent to Samuel to continue visiting Samson. He's uncertain still and not sure if it will change the dynamic with Samson, or his nephew, but he is willing to see how it works out.

The next few months finds both Will and Samuel making solo trips to Samson's. Neither, especially Samuel, is shy about sharing that they made trips to see Samson, but they don't talk in too many specifics. Will offers suggestions and encouragement at times but little else unless asked.

But this Saturday is different as the Uncle and nephew get in Will's pick-up and head towards Samson's. Conversations have been had between each of the men. Not that a script has been written but there is an expectation of what will transpire this afternoon. Each for their own reasons, both Will and Samuel make the ride with just the sounds of classic rock playing out of the speakers.

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By now, I've let my beard grow out for the only the second time in my life. It seems fuller this time and much to Samson's satisfaction. I also stopped man-grooming and just letting the dark hair fill out my groin I've been hitting the gym and eating healthier to put on 15 pounds, mostly muscle. I'm still nothing like my Uncle Will or Samson of course, but I'm often able to hold my own for a bit when I man-wrestle with my new friend.

Uncle Will hops out of the truck and greets Samson with a big bear hug. I'm close behind and the three of us share a warm embrace in the chilly early Winter day. This is a fresh cup of coffee kind of day, no sweet tea in sight.

Inside, I'm the first to pull off my sweatshirt and t-shirt underneath. I think the coffee only made my nerves a bit more jittery than they were before I got here. The two older men sit back and watch. For Samson, this is old news but this is the first time Uncle Will has seen me begin to shed clothes with sex in both the foreground and background of our visit. Samson leans over to Uncle, "seems the boy is ready to get to this, old friend. Are you ready?" Uncle Will sets his finished cup on the table and pulls off his sweater. Samson had the fireplace roaring before we even got there so there is warmth all around us. "AAaaahhhh, it seems BOTH my boys are ready for action."

Samson pulls off his ever-present boots and socks, then stands and slips off his shirt. His muscled smooth torso seems to shine in the light of the fire and the afternoon sunlight. Belt buckle, button and zipper and he pushes down his jeans and steps out of them to stand 6'2" of nude man. His gorgeous black cock hangs down between his thighs with those smooth balls evident on either side. I kick off my boots and hustle to a naked state. I see Uncle Will sneak a long peak at my dick as I push down my briefs. My pubes hide some of my ball sack as my cock already is beginning to fill with desire.

Uncle Will likewise gets naked and he I see his long white dick hanging much like Samson's though his is partially obscured by grey pubes. He walks over to me and I feel his large hand slip under my balls. His hand slips to feel my cock. It's about as long as his and the girth not all that different either. "We certainly share the genes, Samuel." His hand gives me a squeeze then he releases me. I keep looking down as his long white dick hang so easily even though I know we all feel the same sexual energy.

Uncle Will walks over to Samson and drops to his knees. He takes hold of the thick black cock and lifts it to kiss the head. He presses his lips around the shaft before he feels my shoulder against his. His eyes open to see me on my knees beside him. My hand brushes his as I nuzzle Samson's heavy balls while Uncle pleasures his cock. Fresh yet heavy, I feel the weight of Samson on my face as I nuzzle. I find myself wrapping about his left thigh, my dick rubbing against his shin. Those jitters are long gone and now I am just looking forward to what's to come.

Will is now sucking the long, thick cock and even after all these months of trying ... I find myself watching his skill. I swear I see the head in his throat when he pushes all the ways down so his lips suckle the root. I stand and find myself suckling his nipples. Samson's will grow fat and firm and I'm licking and sucking to make this happen. I feel a hairy brush against my balls and realize Uncle is teasing me. I moan into Samson's chest with his nipple in my mouth and now this brush on my hairy balls. My dick is hard and pressing between me and Samson - I know he can feel my drool on his skin. Uncle is slurping and sucking in earnest now on Samson's thick erection.

I feel his body shudder ever so lightly as he cums in Uncle's mouth. A grunt from down below as he is fed the sticky cream. Uncle stands with us. "It's time, Samuel." Samson's voice is low and steady. I nod and slip to the floor. Samuel throws a couple more logs onto the fire as I get to my knees and hands. Uncle walks in front of me with his big swinging dick. His hand lifts my chin, gives me a smile then pushes his dick against my face. I begin to nuzzle into him. Smelling his musk for the first time in my life as he begins to thicken and stiffen. Mouth open and I take his head then top of shaft. His girth is much easier to take than Samson. I am just getting started on giving him head when I feel a big finger coated in lube probe my anus. I moan into my Uncle's dick

Samson takes his time to lubricate my pucker and part me some with his fingers. He's been training me with a series of butt plugs but I know it will be nothing like him. Uncle is hard in my mouth now. Samson gives my ass a playful slap with that massive hand and I let out a yelp. The hard cock is now sliding in and out of my mouth. I have drool in my beard as I feel Samson. I try to exhale, to relax every fiber of my body when he pushes against me. His hands grip my cheeks and pull me apart. His head begins to worm its way inside me. I'm snorting with Uncle's dick in my mouth, his head pushing towards my throat when the searing pain of his girth begins to open me up.

My hips and ass roll, the pain is sharp but Samson continues ... each push forward goes just a little deeper than the last. Uncle's dick is drooling down my throat as he watches the big black man begin to sodomize me. The thick black cock taking my sleeve is making me crazy. The pleasure like nothing I've felt. The pain like nothing I've felt. His hands gripping my ass as he begins to fuck me. Tears well up in my eyes then roll down my cheeks as I feel Uncle throb in my mouth. He shoots his load. I barely realize he's cumming as every bit of me is focused on what's happening behind me.

Moaning, whimpering as the fat cock fucks me. This is nothing like the college guys ... this is a real man's cock ripping me up for his pleasure. I close around Uncle and do all I can to milk his dick of the full load in his hairy balls. When he pulls away from my face, my head drops to the floor. Samson is sliding in and out of me. Uncle walks past me and sidles up along side of me, of Samson. He kisses his lover as his cock plows my hole. And then I feel it. I feel him cumming in my ass. His big cock blasting his load deep inside me. I feel him, I swear I feel the force of his semen blasting into my bowels.

Samson pulls out and quickly forces the largest butt plug available into my hole. My dick is throbbing with need. I roll onto my side then back. They both see my long, erect dick drooling on the hardwood. Uncle drops to a knee and jerks me off. It takes only a couple pumps, like a mercy jerk. I cry out as I cum. The first rope lands on my beard. The second on my chest hair. He keeps pumping until I'm just oozing on my pubes. I'm exhausted.

When I wake up, I realize it's gotten dark and I walk towards the bedroom hearing sounds. Uncle Will and Samson are sixty-nine-ing with Samson on top. Each man is moaning and sucking and slurping erections. I lean against the doorjamb and watch. They suck and pull. Uncle moans then Samson does too as each tastes the other man's cum in their mouths.

I am not sure where life will go from here. I'm not even sure how tomorrow will look. I do know the 'seal' between Uncle Will and myself has been broken.