Date: Sat, 20 Apr 2024 18:34:56 -0400 From: Big Daddy Subject: Uncle Red This is a story of masculine incest. If you are under the age of eighteen you must not read this literature. Please support Nifty.org what ever you can give is much appreciated. Thank you. Dear reader--I wrote this story twenty-five years ago, the old email address is closed. It was sent to hjobs magazine but they sent it back and said it was garbage. You be the judge. Dad UNCLE RED (uncut version) by NekedDaddy [RedNekHornDawg@hotmail.com] *copyright-MM My interest in Truckers began many years ago when I was in my early manhood.....that was in Little Rock, Arkansas, back in 1967. I had already grown a thick mustache, an' was sproutin' a nice pelt of chest furr; but I was still a virgin, to my dismay, an' I knew it was time to do somethin' about it... I always rode my bike all over the place; didn't cost nothin' an' I enjoyed giving my muscular young manbody a sweaty workout from ridin' to school an' back every day. I was interested in trucks 'cause my family was truckers, but not my dad. He had gone in the service an' got some education on the GI bill, an' was in management at a plant nearby. He bragged an' crowed 'bout how he made more money than the rest of his brothers who drive. But I knew he was secretly jealous of his handsome brother Fred, who was a big strappin' redheaded BossDaddy of a man. We all affectionately called him Red instead of Fred. I had tender memories of him, even though I ain't seen him in several years. He an' my Dad got in a fight one day an' Dad told him not to come 'round anymore, which was entirely ignorant since he only lived 'bout a mile or so down the road....... I liked to look at the rigs in the big truck terminal near the main road, so I'd ride out n' just watch 'em fer hours backin' in an' out of the docks an' hookin' up, etc. A couple of the truckers were friendly an' showed me what the trucks was like inside an' even gave me a tour of the terminal--which smelled of 'gars an' good mancrotch... I made a point of rememberin' where the men's room was. I really wanted to take a leak with the "big guys", but ain't wanna give my secret desires away... One afternoon, I was ridin' home an' saw a big ol' purdy Peterbilt sittin' in the parkin' lot of a small rest area on our little two lane hiway. It was just idlin' an' no driver around. Hmmmm... the truck seemed real familiar fer some reason, as I looked it over... I tried the door handle but it was locked. I went 'round to the other side. To my amazement the door opened! I looked 'round, then crawled inside an' crept over to my alter--the driver's seat. I stuck my nose into the depths of the well worn leather and inhaled deeply the manly pissy scent of sweet Trucker crotch... I touched the folds where a real man's arse had set moments before, pounding the work hours away. I was gittin' a boner, and I wanted to beat off n' squirt my sperm all over the cab, but I knew the driver could return at any moment, and I'd be caught... Then I noticed the strong smell of 'gar... looking over to the ashtray I saw several prizes settin' there just for me--and one of 'em was still smoldering! I picked it up and saw the teethmarks of a DaddyTrucker on the butt. I stuck it in my mouth, an' licked the spit off it... then pulled some of the rank smoke into my mouth. My dick got instantly rock hard, and I could feel my tool begin to drip precum... I squashed the smoldering hot ash in the tray, an' picked around fer an old n' hard stogie butt, an' found one in the back that had only been half smoked--just right. I unzipped my jeans n' yanked 'em down real quick, lookin' 'round out the windows to see if anyone was coming... all clear. I hawked up some snot n' rubb'd it in my ass crack n' lubbed up my hole, n' then shoved my finger up inside 'til my mancunt opened n' made a slurpy sound--then reached over n' grabbed the old dry stogie an' spit all over it 'til it wuz good n' slippery, then reached back n' shoved it b'tween my asslips. My mancunt grabbed at it as though it wanted to know what brand it was--then opened wide n' sucked the whole stogie up into me, ashes n' all. I yanked my jeans back up n' quickly zipped up. I could feel my asscunt muscles sucking the stogie all the way home. "Yeah, Daddy!" I growled to myself with a satisified smirk. I now had a part of a real DaddyTrucker inside me! I grabbed all the rest of the stogie butts n' shoved 'em in my jeans pocket... Then I bent over and gave the seat a few well deserved licks, right where TruckerDaddy's sweaty ass crack n' nuts had rubbed. I savored the salty bitter taste of Trucker sweat, then kissed the seat n' took one last deep whiff; then looked all around the cab one last time, and reluctantly turned and crawled back out the way I came. I closed the door and jumped down to the ground, feeling my Trucker stogie bounce inside me; then I went to get a drink from the water fountain. Then decided to go take a leak, which had become one of my favorite diversions lately... I'd left the bike by a tree when I looked at the truck, an' walked over the grass to the outhouse. You know Arkansas had rustic outhouses until the seventies. It was one with the concrete urinal in a corner of the unroofed section of the building. Simple an' masculine. The sit-down toilet was inside, but there was a fenced area you walked in like a maze an' there was the big concrete urinal in the corner of the fence, another inside with a bowl; there was no door... I had sneakers on an' no one heard me I guess... when I turned the corner I saw a big, tall, beautiful BearStud of a man in profile standin' there facin' the doorway of the outhouse. He was smokin' a big fat stogie, an' holdin' on the frame of the door an' squirmin' his arse... then he saw me an' jumped back with a start. As he did I could plainly see his thick hard dick an' balls stickin' out of his fly, an' they was all wet n' drippin' with spit. He seemed almost scared for a moment, then he recognized me, an' gimme a grin an' winked at me. "Shit, ya scared the shit outa me!" he drawled in a familiar husky southern accent that I fuckin' loved to hear. I didn't know if I should run or not. I was transfixed to the spot with curiosity, fright, amazement an' shock.....but he made no motion towards me or to stop what he was doin'; I decided to stand my ground. He grinned an' stood there puffin' his 'gar, an' lookin' at me like some kind of a ravishing sexual satyr. "Gawd Dayumn! He sure is a sexy son of a bitch!", I remember thinkin' to myself. Then he spoke to the man inside who I still ain't seen 'cept fer hands that was around the truckdriver's legs, holdin' onto him. The TruckerDaddy had his shirt open an' pulled back so his massively muscular, redfurry chest showed proudly. It was the most beautiful sight I ever fuckin' seen! It was so incredibly hairy, an' so was his hard belly. The man inside muttered somethin'. "Just another dick fer ya when you get through with mine. He's A-okay; get back to work now, it was just startin' to feel good. I been wantin' my peter sucked all week. Keep goin', an' I'll feed ya a REAL Trucker's load!" The head popped out an' looked at me--another handsome scruffy RedNeck, with a 'gar hangin' from his mout'; then he leaned back inside an' pulled the trucker's legs apart again. I assumed he was settin' on his haunches or the edge of the pot. The TruckerDaddy must've been at least 6'5" or taller an' had an incredibly full thick beard. He looked to be in his late-fourties, dark-auburn hair, with a beautiful red bushy mustache that blended into an auburn beard; I couldn't help starin'--he was handsome as God himself! He was sweaty n' scruffy (just the way I like 'em), like he'd been drivin' a long time, probably from the west. He stood there lettin' his man suck on him while he smoked his 'gar... He kept lookin' at me an' winking, then would pull back so I could see his thick Daddy-shaft as it went in an' out of the bobbing head's mouth. He kept talkin' to his stud but looked right into my eyes as he did. "Suck muh rod! That's it, real deep! Lick muh balls.....lick muh balls an' play with muh ass," he urged. He'd stop an' step away now an' then n' let it cool. He scrutinized me, an' stroked himself an' smiled as he shook his long heavy cock at me, his foreskin makin' a slappin' sound; then skinned it back a few times an' pointed it at his redneck's hungry, salivatin' mouth before him. His tongue was hangin' out, beggin'. "Gimme it!" his cocksucker demanded. TruckerDaddy slapped his boy's face hard on both cheeks with his thick powerful Tool, commanding his respect. "Please, Sir!" the handsome redneck looked up at him with adoring eyes. TruckerDaddy was really enjoyin' his buddy's lust! The way he looked, it fuckin' had to be good! "I shore like to git muh pecker sucked," he said softly to his partner, as his pole slid all the way down his throat; but looked me right in the eyes again. He had almost a foggy look in his eyes. I watched in awe fer a few more minutes before he spoke to me directly. "Take yours out," he said. "Lemme see what ya got, buddy" he urged, eyein' the thick bulge in my crotch. I was shy. He asked me again and finally I did. I was hard as a fuckin' rock an' I knew why. It excited me beyond anything I ever seen, as I watched him git his boner licked n' sucked. I had jerked off a lot, but that was the only sexual experience I'd ever had. I slowly drew my fly open an' then reached in an' hauled all my meat out for him. He inspected my thick throbbin' boner an' nodded, an' licked his lips as though he were famished. "Pretty big fer yer age, ain't ya?" he said makin' me feel proud. "Bet you'll want yore peter sucked, too... Huh? That why you come here, nephew?" I just shrugged. He gimme another one of his sexy grins an' winked again. Then the big TruckerDaddy stood on his toes an' scouted over the fence, then unfastened his belt an' unbuttoned the top button on his loose fittin' pants. He dropped his pants to his knees an' turned 'round an' leaned over. He had a luxuriously hairy, muscular ass an' powerful, furry legs. "Do what ya did th' other time," he said to his cocksucker on the pot. "Lick out muh honey pot." I saw hands come out n' firmly spread the handsome TruckerDaddy's asscrack. Then the cocksucker pressed an' shoved his handsome bearded face between the tall TruckerBear's delicious lookin' asscheeks, sniffin' an' smellin' his musk, an' with a look of sheer ecstasy, began to eat n' chew n' munch on that hot fucker's Truckerhole like a starved sea beast grazin' on the best meal he'd ever had. He growled an' snorted an' loudly slurped, an' smacked his lips, to my amazed excitement. The big TruckerDaddy sighed n' groaned, an' cocked his legs to spread his rear better, as the hungry sea beast lapped n' slathered his way all over the hairy Trucker's woolly manhole; ruttin' his way right down to the sweet Truckerhole, an' kissin' and suckin' first the left and then the right asslip, then bitin' an' gnawin' on the rock hard mounds of bristly Trucker arse, then kissin' an' suckin' those sweet asslips some more; then finally shovin' his tongue as deep up into the Redfurred Trucker as he could, an' tongue fucked him furiously... TruckerDaddy reached back an' grabbed his arse n' further spread his asscheeks with his meaty hands, n' let out a deep guttural growl as he rolled his eyes and lifted his manly face to the sky with pleasure... his woolly assfurr was now matted down with spit n' I could see the cocksucker's tongue slidin' all the way up into his hairy pucker, an' lickin' 'round upside that hot Daddy's purdy, spit-drippin' shithole... an' I knew I had to git me a taste of some a that, buddy! Uncle Red waved me over as he sucked on his stogie, and took my hand and put it on his meaty cock. I held it awkwardly. "Jerk me off while he tongue-fucks me," he whispered n' grunted as his puckerlicker man continued to noisily rim n' drill his manhole, slurpin' and suckin' on his asslips. I felt his thick, lengthy, pulsing Truckercock all wet n' sticky with spit, an' then his huge low-hangin' balls. I sniffed at his long, purdy nutsac. His aroma was wonderful n' sweet, like cum. Dayumn, this man sure was fine! The silky auburn hair 'round his sac n' tool fascinated me. It was long, thick n' bushy, not like my lite dickhairs. He put his furry paw on mine and gave me the stroke he wanted. I felt his long wet foreskin glide up n' down over his rigid shaft, an' felt my own drippin' prick jump with excitement. Everything about this fine, hot Southern fucker inflamed me more than anything! He was, after all, my hero, my Uncle. And he was a REAL TruckDriver! Then my virile Uncle stood up an' turned 'round an' pointed it at me. "Wanna taste it?" he asked. "Wanna taste o' my big ol' hoss dick?" The thought of actually suckin' my Uncle's manhood n' givin' him pleasure was way too much for my inexperienced libido, an' my adrenaline shot through my veins, almost knockin' me off my feet. I shook my head, feelin' overwhelmed with these new sensations of pure exhileratin' manlust. He puffed on his 'gar, an' faced his cocksucker again an' fed his proud Southern rod to him, strippin' the skin back, exposin' the big shiny purple head, an' shoved it down his hungry throat; he gently put his meaty hands around the sides of his hungry man's head, holdin' him in place, an' began to throat-fuck his handsome buddy. "Eat muh dick!" he demanded to his cocksucker with every thrust. "Choke on it!... Go on an' choke on my big... fat... fuckstick! Take it all!... Git it!... It's gittin' close... yore makin' it feel real good... I'm gittin' close... don't quit now!" I was standing there gazin' down at the bearded man on his haunches. He had a big uncut hard-on stickin' outa his jeans, an' he was wearin' a work shirt from the plant where my dad worked. It said "Truck" on the name tag. He was puttin' all of his skills into workin' on that Daddyshaft. He kept suckin' but he stared up into my eyes with a look I can almost see now. The admiration of a man not just a cocksucker, but a cock WORSHIPER. He had a blissful look in his eyes that bore right into mine. I could sense that he was actually gloatin' over what he had buried in his throat. I could feel that he knew I was envious of what he was doin'; what he was suckin' on; something I'd crave later in life, just like he did. And it would never be just a cock, not just any ol' dick, but the fine Southern tool of a certain type of man--a TruckerDaddy! I still remember his kneelin' reverence...this was how men adored and glorified each other, this was how a man prostrated himself in communion, an' idolized another man with all the respect an' admiration he could give; and Uncle Red knew this; you could see it in the way he tenderly stroked his cocksucker's head. He was givin' all of himself to his cocksucker--givin' him a TruckerDaddy worthy of bein' completely worshiped. It is an unspoken code between men. I saw the way he was feelin', as he brought the sweetest pleasure known, to that big strappin' TruckerDaddy with his mouth and lovin' throat. There was a mutual understanding happening between them. The look was one of pure rapture! I wasn't quite sure who was worshipin' who, as my Uncle growled his appreciation an' satisfaction to his lovin' cocksucker. They were mutually enthralled with each other's natural manlust. My Uncle was enjoyin' givin' his horsecock to his buddy as deeply as his cocksucker loved swallowin' it. Their look was hynotizin'! "By dayumn, that's sweet, buddy!" my Uncle gently growled. His powerful legs was tremblin', an' his guts n' groin was spasming with pure pleasure. He was shakin' his handsome head slowly from side to side, an' his eyes was clenched shut as he sucked on his stogie. He gently but firmly pushed his cocksucker's head way down an' drove every meaty inch down his throat until his cocksucker's face was buried right upside his auburn haired crotch. He released him, but he stayed impaled all the way on my Uncle's manhood, completely in blissfull submission to his TruckerDaddy. Then he choked and had to come up for air. "Ya damn near got it, buddy! Git back on that peter and don't stop this time!" Our handsome TruckerDaddy was drippin' with spit n' sweat. The cocksucker's head bobbed again an' Uncle Red involuntarily jacked his hips to meet the downward thrust of his cocksucker's head. "You got it!...You got it!" TruckerDaddy grunted between his teeth. "I'm goin'... I'm goin'! Yeahhh...don't quit on me now! Yeah! That's it! Right on the edge now! Yyeeeaaaahhhhh!!! Just keep yore tongue lickin' right there... slow an' tight!! Oh... fuck... yeah! Just keep me right on the edge here, buddy! Oohhh!! Sweet jeezuz, that's fuckin' nice! OOHH,OHH....OHHHH....OHHH... YEAH!... OKAY!... OKAY, NOW HERE IT COMES!!!! HERE IT COOOOMMMMMEEESSSSS!!!!!" I watched in fascination as my Uncle unloaded his cargo... Uncle Red put his big meaty hand on my neck an' stroked me, an' then pulled me to his furry sweaty belly as his hips continued to jack real hard out of control, while his Studpits filled the air with his virile manscent that drove me wild with lust. He sucked air through his teeth in big hissin' sounds, an' then, throwin' his head to the sky, he let out a roar as his big gun exploded load after load after load of thick ropey, syrupy Daddy-juice down his cocksucker's throat, n' on his mustache an' all over his beard; who all the while was jerkin' his fat hairy log off with a frenzy, an' firin' his jizz spray all over his TruckerDaddy's boot, like a good HornDog....... I loved the sweet fresh smell of Uncle Red's sperm....... Uncle Red had wrapped his other meaty paw around Truck's head an' wuz holdin' him in place as he drained the rest of his mansac down his buddy's throat, which he slurped down like it wuz candy... then Uncle Red slowly pulled his fat drippin' tool out of his buddy's throat... We stood there gaspin' fer breath... ...an' feelin' the hot glow of steamin' HornDog-mansex pervade the air around us.......... After he settled back, my Uncle pulled up his pants n' wiped his spit-drippin', low-hangin' mansac, n' then the spit-wet crack of his redfurred ass, on a bandana... He pointed his ManFucker at me again. It was still rigid as steel. "Kiss it an' I'll kiss yours," he said hopefully. I hesitated. He had a pleading look on his handsome, sweaty face. "Can I ride in your truck?" I asked suddenly. He was reluctant, but after a moment he grinned an' nodded. "Just a li'l bit," he said. "Not too far." I leaned down suddenly an' kissed his droolin' TruckerTool, in lust with my hairy Uncle, but then he put his big furry paw on my neck again n' held me, an' skinned his meat with his other, n' pushed his thick drippin' StudTool in my mouth. Ohhhh! Was I in heaven! I was sure when he milked it I must have finally got me some of his Daddysperm as it was a strange starchy taste and it clung on to my tongue, lips an' mustache... Then he released me, but I couldn't move off him. I had to keep gittin' me a taste my Uncle's delicious man-dick for as long as I could. He puffed on his stogie n' grinned that sexy grin of his, an' milked his semi-hard for me all he could as I licked n' sucked his smooth fat cockhead, n' slid my tongue in an' out of his slippery, droolin' piss chute, gittin' every last drop of his sweet BearDaddy cum-juice that I could out of his hose. I wanted to continue cleanin' his delicious TruckerTool for him, while enjoyin' the smell an' luxurious feel of his fine heavy foreskin on my lips and face... Finally he pulled away. "Now it's your turn." Then, to my amazement, my TruckDrivin' Uncle dropped to his knees an' popped the head of my fat drippin' pecker in his mouth n' sucked me, for my very first time. FUCK!!! His hot wet mouth almost made me fuckin' faint, as he licked an' sucked my precum off me. Then he peered up and locked eyes with me as he sloooowly, slooowly slid all the way down my virgin Toolshaft... "OHHH, MY GAWD!" I growled... He reached up n' unbuttoned my jeans n' roughly yanked 'em down to my knees and grabbed hold of my sweatin' mansac. Then I almost lost it when I felt his tongue an' his wonderful whiskered face lickin' my hairy belly n' crotch..... My Uncle's beautiful red Truckerbeard was ticklin' my mansac as he licked on my balls, an' licked the underside of my sac--sendin' sparks of extreme pleasure up into my guts... His manly 'gar smell and his firm but gentle masculinity made my fuckin' mind spin... My TruckerDaddy Uncle slurped an' sucked an' devoured me without mercy, as my thick virgin manshaft disappeared into his bushy red mustache over an' over an' over... Sweat was drippin' off my face an' onto his redhead; his spit was drippin' off my nutsac... I could still smell his tasty foreskin on my 'stache, as I watched my Uncle swallow me all the way down to my root... He milked me in his manly throat deep and long--by damn, this man knew what he was doin'! He tugged n' pulled my mansac, an' squeezed my nuts as he swallowed me deep down into his loving throat, warming my virgin tool with his virile heat, sending waves of masculine desire through me for my furry Uncle... Soon I began shakin' all over an' it seemed impossible to breathe, as his hot tongue did magical mysterious things to my inexperienced manhood... Then I felt that sweet familiar tinglin' racin' 'round through my nuts an' then up my rod an' down to my puckerhole, before explodin' up my spine an' detonatin' blindin' fireworks in my brain. Then I guess I lost control an' grabbed my handsome Uncle by the back of the head n' slammed my ragin' ramrod down his throat as I exploded load after load of my young mansperm down the gullet of the hottest TruckerDaddy I ever seen to this day. He swallowed n' grunted in appreciation, an' slurped loudly as I spurted my cum-spray into him, pumpin' his guts full an' grindin' deep into his husky throat. I snarled as I raised up on my toes an' drilled the last of my cargo down my hero's gullet... He laughed as he watched me collapse from the mind blowin', gut wrenchin' orgasm he'd given me, and held me in his redfurry arms as I gasped for air..... After I recovered, he got me on my feet again. The handsome redneck on the pot grinned an' nodded his approval... Then my scruffy TruckerStud pulled my face to his n' gave me my very first kiss, right there, right on the lips, right in front of another man... And he ain't just kiss me, he put his tongue in my mouth with my cum still on his whiskers and lips, and licked my tongue, while his bushy red mustache tickled upside my nose... I could not believe how hot it was to kiss a real man! It was either at that moment, or maybe when we climbed together into the cab of his rig an' I smelled his man-scent again all over the interior of the truck, that I became a TruckHawk. The smells of tobacco, diesel, cigars, sweaty mancrotch an' his sweet manpits burned like a hot brandin' iron into my brain! Nobody can describe it unless you know for yourself. We drove the short three miles to the edge of town, with my bike in the back of his rig, while I watched him quietly puffing his stogie; he'd occasionally look over an' grin n' wink at me, makin' my cock swell n' leak. Then he pulled over an' stopped. "Hope you won't tell anyone 'bout what we did," he said, like he was worried 'bout my age or something. "People might not understand......." I shook my head. "But gittin' yore peter sucked shore feels good, don't it?" he continued with a sheepish smile. Fuck! I couldn't stand it! I had to show my Uncle some kind of affection, any kind, fer givin' me my first blowjob. I nodded my head, yes, unsure of what to do. I reached over an' stroked his beautiful ripplin' muscular arm... then he put it around me an' hugged me up close to him, the wonderful sweet scent of his manpits fillin' me with tranquility an' peacefulness; I groaned softly an' let out a deep happy sigh. Then my furry Uncle firmly took my face an' brought it to his, an' gave me one last deep n' hard man-to-man kiss... This time I slid my tongue in HIS mouth, tastin' his cigar, an' he sucked on my tongue, an' then I greedily sucked on his, while our mustaches entwined in ecstacy. I was swallowed up in his big redhaired muscular arms as he held me so tight an' rubbed our whiskers together... "Did you really like it, son?" he asked tenderly. I felt somethin' happen in my chest--an opening, unfolding warmth I'd never felt before, an' it spread throughout my body. Little did I know, I had just become a man. He looked knowingly in my eyes... Did he feel this too? "Ooooh, Uncle Red, yes! It was great! Gawd, it shore felt good!" I said, feeling a deep inner excitement I'd never known before. "Can we do it again?" He laughed an' took my hands an' put them on his stately redhaired power-pecs. I held my paws still, marveling at the sweaty heat of his powerful BearGod chest muscles. "You know what these are for?" he gazed deep in my eyes again. "Nipples?" I asked not comprehending his question. "Pinch an' twist on 'em," he said with that deep Southern husk in his voice. I did so, an' his muscular body jerked with sudden pleasure, an' he got that foggy look in his eyes again. Then he reached up under my t-shirt an' touched the tips of my own tits an' rubbed them lightly, then rolled them around an' pinched them with his rough calloused fingers. The pleasurable jolt I felt seemed to explode in my chest an' then race directly to my unexpecting crotch, to make my adolescent cock squirm an' spring to rock hardness. I know now he was delightin' in the intense an' lightnin' quick way my young muscular manbody was responding to his every move. An' all I could do was try to maintain consciousness, my heart was poundin' so hard in excitement, I was sure I was gonna pass out in my Uncle's arms an' miss out on his lovin'. He grunted an' I could hear his breathin' becoming deep an' raspy, as I stroked his chest rods, then he threw his massive arms over his head an' let out a satisfied sigh as he puffed on his stogie, an' I could plainly see the outline of his thick powerful Truckertool again in his pants. He gave me a steaming lustful glare an' let out such a deep guttural growl this time, I thought maybe I went too far an' was hurtin' him, but he reached down an' unzipped his pants an' told me to take out his shaft. I reached down, but his enormous redhaired prong suddenly sprang out in the open, which was drippin' great globs of sweet pre-cum from the end of his thick rubbery foreskin. He reached down an' took himself in one hand an' pulled me close with his other redfurry arm. "I always wished I had me a son like you, I could love an' play with like this; an' teach how to be a real man.....not afraid of nothin'", he growled in my ear, as I continued workin' his chest rods for him. They had gotten hard n' stiff an' longer like hard cocks, an' protruded obscenely from his powerful hairy pecs, which amazed an' excited me all over. "Harder!" he demanded... I had turned my face deeper an' further into his auburn manpit an' was inhaling deep breaths. He saw what I was doin' an' pulled his arm out of his shirtsleeve to give me full access to his hairy pit, n' then threw his arm back over his head... "You can taste it, son," he growled, gently urgin' me into the valley of his beautiful redhaired powerpit of manhood. He didn't need to ask twice. I drove into his sweet studpit n' rutted 'round like a fuckin' wild boar gone mad! I made myself right at home slurpin' n' suckin' on his sweaty musky pit; I knew by his trembling muscles that I was givin' him a lot of pleasure from lickin' an' chewin' his taint out of his auburn manbush while I continued to manhandle his chest-cocks... But the taste of my Uncle's most treasured pit-liquer sent me into orbit, an' I howled as my aching boner blasted another wad all inside my jeans, an' I ain't even touched myself! My sweatin' TruckerDaddy had been watchin' me excite myself to orgasm as he stroked himself, an' slathered the great globs of pre-cum that drooled from his purple head all over his massive Truckershaft... Now it was his turn to explode his own blast. He pulled my face into his rock hard mountain-pecs an' yelled "Bite 'em!", as he began suckin' air through his teeth again. I did as I was told, an' clamped down on his rigid chest poles, gnawin' an' bitin' on 'em furiously... And Daddy, that did it! "GAAAAWWWWD DAAAYYUUUUUMMMMM!!!!!!!", he snarled, an' let out a roar, as his powerful body slammed forward an' his monstrous purple headed drill-shaft exploded n' sprayed like a fuckin' firehose! Hell, his fuckin' sperm flew EVERYWHERE!!! It hit the steerin' wheel, the windshield, an' all the way up to the roof of the cab. An' still it flew! My Uncle bucked an' kicked like a fuckin' wild bull! He kicked an' stomp'd the floorboard, while I held on for dear life, determined to keep ridin' my wild snortin', bronco all the way to the end of his ride-- An' buddy, it took a fuck of a lot longer than eight seconds! He bucked an' panted, an' finally gave one last deep violent heavin' shudder... An' slowly settled back....... We was both gaspin' an' heavin' fer air an' rolled down the windows. Then we looked at each other, an' both busted out laughin' at the same time. We was covered with his sperm! The whole cab was! We proceeded to lick his cum from each other's faces an' hair, an' then he reached behind the seat an' pulled out a towel an' wiped down the interior of the cab, while I proceeded to chow down on every last drop of his delicious spunk that was in his thick heavy red chest furr. He laughed again an' said "Dayum! Ain't you my li'l stud!", an' rubbed his wonderful thick redbeard all over my face this time, covering me with his scent... "I'm sorry, Uncle Red. I couldn't help it!" I replied sheepishly. "Don't EVER feel sorry 'bout bein' a MAN!" he said gently, as he grazed his beautiful bushy red mustache across my ear sendin' shivers of pure pleasure down my neck an' spine... He tucked his softenin' TruckerTool into his pants an' zipped up. "Wish I could stick around, buddy, but I'm late now. Sorry to see you go, but you must." His beautiful green eyes gazed deep into my soul again, with a look of concern an' caring that I'd never seen on my own dad's face. "Well, thanks for the ride, Uncle Red! I gotta get back to the house... I dang sure hope I git see you again sometime... I miss you." "You will buddy, I'll watch for you," he smiled knowingly an' winked; and I now saw a look on his handsome face of masculine approval. "Watch yer step gettin' out. Hang on tight before ya jump down." I climbed out an' went to the back of the trailer an' lifted my bike out of the back of his rig, knowin' why there was somethin' familiar about this truck... Then he beckoned to me, signaling me to come back an' up to his window. I climbed up on his running board. He took my jaw in his furry hand an' kissed me again, to my surprise. "Stop by my garage tomorrow" he grinned. "An' see if you can spend the night with me." I climbed back down, an' he smiled down at me an' waved. Then he let out the clutch an' began rolling down the road, goin' through the gears, pickin' up speed....... I stood an' watched my hero, my TruckerDaddy, my handsome Uncle Red, rollin' down that highway... I was still enjoyin' the smell of my Uncle's pit on my 'stache, and the sweet taste of his cum, as I rode past the outhouse. I stopped for a drink at the water fountain, but the handsome bearded redneck that was suckin' Uncle Red's cock was standin' there leanin' 'gainst the outhouse n' smokin' a fresh stogie. "Bet that was your first time, huh?" Then, seeing the wet spot in my crotch, he grinned. "You're still wet behind the ears, boy!" he laughed at me. I reached up to touch my ear, an' sure enough there was a glob of my hairy Uncle Red's cum hidin' there. I flicked the tasty Trucker sperm in my mouth, an' stuck my tongue out at the grinnin' cocksucker. Then I got on my bike an' rode off....