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My Uncle, Part 2: My Uncle’s Best Friend Charles, or Chuck as he preferred, walked up the path to the cabin. He was carrying a large box. Several guys were trekking along behind. First there was Leon, my Uncle’s partner at LL Surveyors. Then Dirk, the guy that lived next door to Charles. And tagging along in last place was Mitch, the hunk that worked for my uncle. Having just had sex with my uncle, the imprint of his oversized cock still in my mouth, I looked at the group he had invited and knew this would be a great party. Admiring them all from a distance, Chuck would have been my first choice. But he and I did not get along; too much jealousy about his dad. I figured that Mitch had been invited for me. He and I were the same age and had been sexually aware of each other for a while. He spent days every month hiking and climbing on the available mountains. He loved Baker and had even driven down to see St. Helens first hand. He tackled Rainier on a monthly basis. At just six feet tall, he was a pleasure for the eyes and the mind. And hiding under, well actually not really hiding, just covered was his fat eight-inch uncut love muscle. Leon had been my uncle’s partner for more than ten years, since they both graduated from college. He was nearly as tall as Len. They both said that to survey you had to be taller than the weeds. He was overbuilt. At six-six, he had a fifty-two inch chest and seventeen inch biceps. His waist was still at thirty-four and the bulge in his crotch suggested he was well endowed. He also had the most incredible bubble ass and I knew that he could take the monster in deep meaningful strokes. He was bald and in fact appeared to have no facial or body hair. His legs and arms were smooth. Dirk was tall like Chuck, but pale complexioned. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. His body was well hidden in the oversized baggy clothes he wore. His mouth was his most outstanding feature; his lips were large and luscious. I had seen him around a few times and every time I wanted to kiss his beautiful mouth. Then there was Chuck: not as tall as his dad but just as hairy. Where Len was a redhead, Chuck was dark; deep olive skin and nearly black hair. His eyes were deep green. He was broad chested and his arms indicated he worked out. His lower body was powerful as well: he was a state champion swimmer. I had seen him naked when we were both kids. I knew he was uncut and wondered if he got size from his dad as well. My uncle pulled open the cabin door and invited them all inside. Leon entered first and gave Len a bear hug, then turned to me and did the same, adding a kiss on the forehead to the greeting. He squeezed my hand and winked, saying he would save the best for later. Dirk and Mitch both grabbed me and Dirk pulled my hand down to his bulge. “Happy Birthday, Stud,” he whispered as he kissed my cheek. Mitch held me close and groped me as he kissed my other cheek. By now Chuck had parked the box on the table and he turned towards me throwing both hands upward. He smiled broadly and beckoned me to him. I licked my lips as I stepped into his arms. He held me tightly against his bare, hairy chest. I slid my hands up his back and returned the tight hold. I could feel my member stirring and I could feel his pressing against mine. “Well,” he said, “finally old enough to share.” And, being me, I replied, “I know and I’ve waited three years for you to mature!” Len jumped in before the joking turned unfriendly. “Jack, why don’t you help Leon get the boat in the water while the rest of us get your surprise party organized?” Leon took my arm and we headed for the lake. Getting the boat into the water consists of unlocking the boat shed and lowering the thirty-foot cabin cruiser into the water, then starting the engines and backing out. Leon unlocked the side door and waited until I went inside. Then he stepped in and fastened the door from inside. “They need about an hour,” he said with a smirk. “Anything special you’d like to do to waste some time?” His eyes scanned down to the bulge in my shorts. He licked his lips and waited for my reply. I stepped close to him and pulled his head down to mine. I kissed him and slipped my tongue into his willing mouth. My hands slid down and grabbed his tight butt. I massaged his firm ass cheeks and pulled him against me. There was something alive in there, I could feel the waking beast stirring against my own hard-on. He pulled his lips from mine and said, “I was told no fucking by either of us. Somebody else wants your cherry asshole.” I knew it wasn’t Mitch: He knew I lost that years ago. “Then lets get naked and do everything else!” I unbuttoned his shirt. He pulled my tee off over my head. “Nicely hairy, just like your uncle,” he remarked. I have a fair covering of body hair but not like my uncle. But then compared to Leon, I was practically a gorilla. Up close I could see that he had very little eyebrow or lashes. No chest or arm pit hair and nothing around his large dark nipples. I tackled the buttons on his jeans. He had a difficult time getting my shorts free from my erection, but finally freed it and said, “I hoped you would have foreskin just like your uncle.” I answered back, “I’d give up the foreskin to have the fourteen inches he packs!” He stopped for a second, his hand tightly fisted around my throbbing cock. “I knew I could smell lust in the cabin. I figured it was just all that young testosterone in the car.” He knelt suddenly and slurped my cock into his mouth. He mauled it a bit, shoving his tongue into the foreskin and around the tender glans. I shuddered with delight but made him stand again to stop the pleasure he was giving me. “I want to see what you have that has kept Uncle so happy all these years.” I winked at him and he continued, “Besides that incredible ass of yours.” I pulled down his jeans and checked the large tent forming in his boxers. Just a bit of a foreskin pucker was visible. I pulled the boxers down and admired the fat cock that rose to greet me. It was easily eleven inches long and as wide as a soda can. I’m glad he was asked not to fuck me; that giant would hurt! I grabbed it with both fists and started a slow easy hand job. We had an hour. I hoped it would take less time than that. “Oh, no,” he chided, “it’s your party, let me do you.” He locked his huge fist around his raging cock and stroked upwards. At least four inches of skin hung from the end. His other hand took my cock and pointed it against the puckered tent. I saw where he was headed and lifted his skin to let my tingling cock inside. He held his foreskin tight behind my flared corona, preventing escape. “Put one hand around the base of your cock and one on mine and we will masturbate each other while you fuck my cock.” I did as he asked and after a few seconds we had the rhythm working. The sensation of our cockheads rubbing together brought me to a rapid boil. It had been less than twenty minutes since my encounter with my uncle. I stopped to coast: I wanted to unload, yet I wanted to keep my cock in his. He stood there smiling at me, our cocks making us into Siamese twins. I started moving again and he moved with me. Quickly I was up to boil again. I slowed but he shook his head no and kept up the pace. He increased the stroke and the pressure. Then, like twins, we both gasped as the juices of joy moved from our heavy balls and up to shoot out of our cocks. The first shot from his monster and we broke free; hot semen was spurting on us both. His second shot hit my chest and then one splattered on my chin. This triggered another heavy volley from me and my own spunk shot skyward and landed on his nose. He grinned and stuck out his tongue to taste my passion as he continued to erupt in a clotted cloud of creamy cum. His hooded snake softened and mine retreated some and then he pushed me in the water! I came up gasping for air and he jumped in beside me. He came to the surface and said, “We couldn’t go back up to the cabin covered in cum!” We washed off and climbed out to dry off, then dressed and headed back up the hill. To Be Continued...