Uncle Buck told me we were in Nana's room. Nanna had been the elder Buster's mother-in-law. She wouldn't stay at Buster's house since he had too many dogs and the normal motel room wasn't up to her standards at all. She was hell on wheels so he renovated a room to meet her standards. Nana died several years earlier but her above standard room remained. It had its own heating system and was wired separately. That is why I had electricity and heat after the tree fell on the office.
While I was getting the food out and distributed, Butch gave me the low down on Uncle Buck. Apparently Uncle Buck ran a training academy for guys who wanted to take a trip on the wild side. He was the connection between the triplets and the highway workers. He had recently taken on Tim as a project. In Buck's School of Lust, Skeeter was the vice principal and the school bottom. Skeeter was also a cum hound and made sure no cum ever touched the floor. Butch said Skeeter had the fastest tongue in Virginia and an insatiable need for cock caviar.
While Buster clued me in, Dan gave Uncle Buck the lowdown on me. Dan though I was a really friendly man and way into man play. He mentioned I was hung like Godzilla. While the guys had fucked me earlier that day, they all knew my cock would end up in someone's ass. My cock has magnetic qualities and seems to attract prostates.
All that was true. My cock attracts men, but it isn't for the amateur. You need to have a serious interest in cock, and getting fucked. I am not a virgin poker. I like a guy who's been broken in and has some mileage on him. I wasn't sure where these men fit in the wide spectrum of man sex. They certainly liked sucking and liked to top, but I had no indication any of them bottomed, other than Skeeter. Dan and Bubba were 7 to 7.5 inches, but my friends say my additional 3 inches makes a big difference. Other friends say it's the diameter of my cock that makes the difference. Of course I had no idea what Uncle Buck or Skeeter were packing.
The food and booze were well received. A meal of salty, sweet or fat saturated food is perfect for most men. The booze was a hit too. My bottles were two or three tiers higher up the booze food chain than they were use to and they appreciated that. Oddly no one got drunk. Since no one had food since the morning, they were hungry. They ate first and drank later. The Bourbon just relaxed us.
The television said there was no way we would get on the road that night so we were going to spend Christmas Eve and Christmas morning in two motel rooms, only one of which was heated. The cell phones rang incessantly as the men checked in with their families and friends. By 7:00 everyone knew we were in for the night and the calls stopped. We had electricity, but most didn't and the people calling in had to conserve their phone batteries. It quieted down.
Oddly, the men were worried about me. They were with old friends and half of them were related. They were with friends and family. I was alone. I didn't tell them I make friends easily. I think we all wanted the same thing, a wild sexual romp, but it was hard getting the ball rolling. It's a big jump from normal Christmas Ever events like wrapping packages and sitting around the Christmas tree with your family to screwing like rabbits with a bunch of guys. Actually it was a pretty easy jump for me, but others weren't sure about it.
Uncle Buck took the lead. "Apparently you provided some fireworks for the afternoon's entertainment?" he said to me.
"The boys were already cocked and loaded. I just pulled the trigger," I said.
"I think you are a bit modest," he added. "They said you were as fresh and enthusiastic with George as you were with Butch."
"Well, I just like my work."
Buck laughed. "They told me you have a lot to work with. Somehow they have the impression you are a top, cunningly disguised as a bottom," he remarked. I smiled. "They also said you were still fully loaded. No one got to sample your home brew."
"Well you guys are all family or old friends. I know some like to keep it in the family. I never shoot my sperm, or shove my cock where it's not wanted," I said. "Several of the guys got a good taste of my pre cum. I didn't know if they wanted the thick, creamy stuff.. I thought it was better to be polite than to get things off on the wrong foot."
"We they all liked you," Uucle Buck said. "I don't think they would mind your cream."
"I heard you helped introduce these men to cock play?" I asked.
"I helped where I could. I've never thought God made our cocks to be mostly a drain. It's meant to be enjoyed, " Buck said. "We've had some good times." He leaned close to me and whispered, "They are good boys and fun too. It's always been just me, Skeeter and one of them. I've never tried group play. How was it?"
"They all took it well. I think they got more enthusiastic as we did more. Do you think you would like it?"
Buck thought a little. "I'd be shocked if I didn't. I know Skeeter wants to take your cock."
"Are you lovers?"
"We've been together for a long time. I've got no problem with variety," Buck said. "None at all. I like to watch. You got some poppers I see. I use love them. They've never tried them. I think they will be a hit." I told him about my pills. These were a new popper friendly formulation. They reduced inhibitions and weren't nitrate based. He wanted one.
"I'm in the mood for some Christmas eve cock cheer. How do we get the ball rolling here?" I asked.
"You leave that to me," he said. I took one of the pills and gave the rest to him. As far as I could tell everyone took one. As a general rule I'm not an inhibited guy, but after fifteen minutes, I was feeling really open to the possibilities. The men in the room were average, but they were looking better all the time. Quite frankly, I wanted to wallow in cock. I was feeling slutty.
Buck stood up. "Well this is a bit unusual for Christmas eve. I don't believe in worrying about what we don't have here. Let's concentrate on what we do have. I don't have any presents to give out, but we all have the gift that keeps on giving hanging from our crotches."
Everyone laughed.
"You hit the nail on the head Bubba!" Buck replied. "There are ten men here. I'd like to suggest we pool our resources. If you add it all together that makes five or six feet of cock and twenty balls churning out man seed. Cum in you balls is like money stored in the bank. If you don't loan it out it doesn't do much good. When you share it with a friend, you get both the joy of giving and you'll get it back with interest. I'd like to suggest we all get naked and get it on!"
Uncle Buck was a natural leader. I think they would have done whatever he asked anyway. I don't think they needed much convincing. I was next to Buck and I slipped my hand into his pants and felt him out. There was more laughter and we all stripped.
I had hopes for Buck. He reminded me of my Uncle Jake. They were remarkably similar. Both were beefy, furry Polar bears, uncut and well hung. When he stripped I sucked him. He was half hard and his foreskin still covered must of his cock head. I got my tongue between his skin and knob and tasted fresh precum. Buck was already in the mood. He had a nice wide slit too.
As I worked Buck, Skeeter took my clothes off. He muttered "Oh baby!" when he saw my cock for the first time. Skeeter wasn't handsome at all, but he had a lantern jaw that allowed him to deep throat my cock. That is a rare occurrence and Skeeter was a master cock sucker. He could take my cock and breathe too, so I got some quality time is his throat. He would take it all, clamp his lips on the base of my cock and then pull off, suctioning juice from my balls. It was like being attached to a milking machine
I also saw Tim, George and Mel going at it big time. Bubba was in Tim's ass while Tim 69ed with Mel. All of them loved it. I was pleased. I admit I like watch men going at it like dogs in heat, but it was great when all of them were enjoying themselves. Sex is better when you love it, not just like it. I knew guys who liked sex as long as you didn't mess up their hair. As far as I'm concerned that isn't sex. Real sex is hot and sweaty. If your cocks are drooling pre cum and your partner isn't trying to suction your cum out of your balls, it just isn't real sex.
I love it when my partner shifts his legs so my cock can use his prostate as a punching bag. When it's really good my Bullhead's single eye is oozing enough precum to keep my partner's rectum lubricated. I love it when he swallows my load and then nurses my cock until there isn't a drop of my ball juices left in my scrotum.
Some times it's difficult to get dried cum out of my beard or chest hair, but that is a small price to pay. I was hoping by the time Christmas day rolled around, we'd all be in puppy pile exhausted. We would all be splattered with sperm and our ass holes all puffy from use, maybe drooling some cum from the last guys to shoot is load in there.
Uncle Buck was no amateur. Once erect his cock was a beauty, a solid 7" thick and meaty. "You got to take care of Skeeter," he said. "You're the only guy I know who has a cock thicker than mine. He wants his hole stretched." That was fine for me.
Skeeter wanted it bad, but was uneasy too. I asked him how he wanted it. "Whatever's good for you will be good for me," he replied.
"I like a guy wide open and unable to put of any resistance at all," I said. Skeeter looked more uneasy, but his cock twitched. Naked men can't hide anything in a sexual situation. I stroked it and Skeeter relaxed.
"How many of these boys have been all your love tunnel?" I asked.
He looked a bit sheepish, "All of them."
I smiled. "I like a guy with an open mind and matching ass. When was the last time?"
"Two months ago, Timmy did me."
"Have you closed up again?" I asked.
"Maybe, but I'll be all right."
A group gathered around us. They knew the coming attractions."We need to get lubricated," Buck said. "You can start with Skeeter and me!"
I laughed. "I see you're a believer in the Boys Scout motto, be prepared."
"No one's ever complained about being too lubricated, especially with a hairy chimp with King Kong's cock in the room," Buck said. "As a matter of fact, I recommend all of my students in the room follow my lead. Somehow I smell fucking in the air." The group seemed to follow Buster's lead instinctively. I though I'd be lubricating Skeeter and Buck, but I ended up with my fingers in Buster and George's asses.
Buster was tight as hell, but once I was in he was mine. George was very uneasy, but he didn't have much muscle tone in his sphincter, so I got in easily. I soon realized I was the first guy to play tag with George's prostate. I knew from his reaction he didn't know where his prostate was or what it could do. His eyes crossed. If he liked my finger so much, he'd love a bud's cock rubbing the nut.
Next to us Dan was lubricating Skeeter and Butch. Mel was working on Buck and Bubba. Mel was cheating a little and used his cock to get the lube in deeper. Buck liked it, but Bubba loved it. I went over to them and gave Bubba and Mel a hit of the poppers. They melted into each other. It was a cold winter's night filled with lonely men, hard cocks and juicy asses. In short, it was a recipe for fun. Dan later told me they were 90% oral and the sole anal exception was adventures with Skeeter.
It was time for Skeeter to take it like a man. Dan had four fingers up to his knuckles in Skeeter's hole. I was going to shove my dong in right away, but Dan's mouth was in the way. He sucked me and slobbered enough to get my cock nice and slippery.
In spite of Dan's efforts, Skeeter resisted. He was shivering in excitement when my knob touched his hole, but I think his body had an unconscious reaction to keep my cock. I don't like hurting my playmates, but then I noticed Skeeter was rock hard. I hadn't focus on his cock, but it sure looked good hard. It was banana shaped, tapering at the base and tip, but thick in the middle. He had a perfect cock for a long fuck, since the taper formed a natural cock ring that kept him hard.
I just pushed in a pumping motion and Skeeter's ass began to relax. Our audience was enthusiastic, horny and supportive.
"You can take it, just relax," Bubba cried.
I pulled out to get a fresh start, and this time Buster did the slobering duties. After positioning my cock at Skeeter's hole a second time, I pushed.
"Just open enough for the head!" Butch advised. "After the head, the rest will be easy!" that isn't strictly true for my cock, but I didn't correct him.
"It's a beauty, Skeeter," Buck said. "Your hole will be a few sizes bigger. I want to see that fucker vanish! Open wide and smile!"
Skeeter opened up enough to let my head in, but tightened again as soon as it was in. I toyed with his hole. Popping my head in and out of the hole. After doing this ten or twelve times I deep dicked him. My cock winded him, but not soi much as to lose his erection. When he got his breath back, he was a sex crazed bottom pig.
His ass was warm and juicy. You know when you kick all the covers off during the night and wake up cold? When you pulled the covers over you, you get a warm, comfortable feeling? That's the way Skeeter's ass felt. I also felt a bit of the Vulcan mind meld thing. I felt as if I had known Skeeter for years.
Skeeter and I went at it for a good half hour. I got to explore new areas in his well used ass, he was a master bottom. He did a hula dance on my cock and truly had ass lips and I suspected he had a prehensile rectum, Skeeter was a wonder.
As we played my cock got more sensitive as did his ass. Every movement was pleasurable. As we played the rest of the men got into the swing of things. It's hard to watch two guys fucking like rabbits and not get inspired. Skeeter and I aren't that shy and Skeeter is the poster boy for anal sex. I have to admit we also made it look easy. My cock was slip sliding into Skeeter's ass as if it were on ball bearings. We tried every position and every one worked.
Skeeter's eyes glazed over a few times. I almost passed out a few times. Somehow I managed to keep my cum in my balls and cock in his ass. George got on the bed next to Skeeter and Bubba had plans to pop his cherry. Bubba's had a thin, long member with a lolly pop head. This was George's first close encounter of the anal kind. I hoped Bubba was careful. I had a bottle of Jungle Juice in my hand and I gave it to Bubba. His knob had just begun the softening up process of George's hole.
Bubba opened the bottle and told George to take a snort. George did as he was told. As the fumes hit, I watched George relax and Bubba's cock vanished in George's hairy ass. Poor George was naked, defenseless and happy. I don't think he expected the intensity of the cock-prostate connection. I had played with his prostate earlier and he had loved that, but a finger can't equal the feel of a man's oozing cock. When George got use to it, Bubba took a snort of poppers and then handed me the bottle.
I took a deep sniff and then gave it to Skeeter and. We vanished into our own little world. When I returned to the real world, Skeeter had a pint or two of my seed in his ass. I glance at George and Bubba. By now Bubba was on his back and George was in his ass. All was well.
It took me a little while to recharge after the fun with Skeeter, so I watched. I was thinking about getting it on with Uncle Buck. I thought it might bring back fond Memories of my Uncle Jake. He was on his back with Buster's cock in his ass and Bubba and Butch's cocks in his mouth. The three nephews were rotating positions.
It may be my imagination, but I think their cocks were harder and a bit bigger than they were when they fucked me. They were really turned on. Bubba pulled out of Buck's mouth so Butch could straddle Buck head and let Buck deep throat him. Bubba straddled Buck's cock and sat back, skewering himself on Buck's very hard meat. As his Uncle's big cock skid into his ass, Bubba's cock twitched and spurted something. I didn't think it was man seed. My guess is there wasn't room for both a supply of pre cum and Buck's cock in the same ass hole. Buck was in pig heaven. He had a cock in his mouth and ass. Buck's cock was in Bubba's warm and inviting hole.
I later found out Buck's training of his nephew was supervising them having sex with Skeeter. They had no actual genital connection with him. They were younger then and he didn't abuse his position. This was their first time and it was hot. As far as I could tell it was a perfect fit.
I was feeling in the mood again and left Buck and his nephews to their own devices. George and Mel were on there backs with their legs in the air, Tim was doing George and Dan did Mel. My pills were supposed to reduce inhibitions, but they also seemed to relax the sphincter. George and Mel had been ass virgins that morning. They were wide open now and enjoying every inch of cock in their ass now.
George glanced up at me and smiled. I took that as an invitation to join in. I got behind Tim ad nosed my cock into his hole. Tim became the filling in a fuck sandwich. He bent over George and my cock popped in and went deep. He started to kiss George and I began to pump. Tim didn't miss a stroke. He also didn't last long. He had a massive orgasm and pulled out. His ass twitched as he spurted out the man cream.
As I said before, I'm not much into virgins. I'm too big for an easy fuck, but when Tim pulled out of George, George's ass stayed open. It was a nice donut hole, frosted with Tim's sperm. The hole looked so deep and so empty, it was almost my duty to give him a quick poke. George was completely relaxed and unsuspecting. By the time he knew what was in his ass, my shaft was in to my bush. His rectum was shrink wrapped around my meat.
It is rare to find someone who is as tight as George. There was barely room for my cock. Fortunately because of Tim's ministrations, he had been open and fully lubricated by Tim's sperm. His prostate was squeezed every time my cock moved, and George almost passed out. He was moaning and gasping for breath.
George's enthusiasm was infectious.