Sandras Family
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Mid-morning, last week, Baxter phoned me at work to invite us over for a barbecue. His nephew, Sandra’s brother, Carl was visiting, we were invited over to his welcoming party.
I asked, “What should we bring?”
He suggested some salads. I called my wife and informed her about our new supper plans. After work, I visited Royal Deli and picked up tubs of potato, potato with egg, and macaroni salads and a tub of ambrosia.
We arrived at Baxter’s about 6:30, hauled our deli offerings into the kitchen and went out to the backyard. Introductions were made all round.
Carl was eighteen, had just graduated from high school. He was here looking for a job. His Mom was much better and she and Sandra didn’t want him around getting in their way.
He was a solid six foot, two hundred pound hunk of muscle. I wondered what he was packing in those gym shorts he was wearing. We had a pleasant evening, good eats, cold beer, good company and lots of laughs.
I don’t know if my wife noticed that Baxter was in good spirits lately. He was not mean or condescending throughout the barbecue. He had a good time and so did we. I went into the kitchen at one point and seeing Baxter at the counter, I walked over and patted and squeezed his ass.
He laughed, “Don’t you dare goose me here!”
I suggested to Carl that he come to work with me the next day. I would introduce him to Earl. Maybe he could get a job at the lumber yard.
The next morning, Earl checked with his foreman Gary about a job for Carl. Gary thought he should start stocking shelves and maybe do some selling at times. Thus he was hired,
A week later, I had a lumber delivery to a farm about thirty miles from Sacramento. He came along to give me a hand. Halfway there, my bladder was bursting. I parked across a side road and got out. I stood beside the back tire, unzipped, hauled out my cock and started pissing.
Carl got out too. He stood about three feet from me, pulled his cock and balls out over the top of his sweats and started pissing too. He was certainly well endowed. Above average sized cut cock, very thick at the base tapering somewhat towards his knob.
The look on his face indicated that he was a little peeved at me watching him piss.
I smiled and said, “I’ll bet the guys in the locker room never called you tiny?”
He blushed as red as a beat and giggled, “No, they didn’t!”
“How big does that piece of meat get when you get hard?”
He answered, “I don’t know, never measured.”
I had finished pissing at this point so I got a tape measure from the truck and said, “Let’s find out.”
“You’re kidding right?”
“Hell no!”
I waited until he too was done pissing.
“Grab your cock and stretch it out for me to measure.”
He did so very reluctantly. The tape indicated he was five inches.
“Rub it and get it hard and I’ll re-measure.”
He looked around to see if anybody was driving by. By now his hormones had taken over and he was firming up without stroking. His cock got longer and thicker, a grower.
I put one end of the tape measure in his groin and pulled it out past his knob. The tape indicated nine inches in length.
“Wow!”
It was a little tricky measuring his girth with the metal tape but the readings I got indicated at least six inches around.
“I never saw a nine by six before!”
He blushed and his face got beet red again.
“How far can you shoot?”
“Isn’t that a funny question? Are you gay?”
“Hell, no. I just like to have fun.”
I took the situation in hand. I grabbed his erect cock and started stroking.
“What are you doing?”
“I am, with your permission, going to jerk you off and measure the distance you can shoot your jizz. “Your cock feels bloody awesome, so hard but yet so soft.”
He looked down at his cock and my hand stroking it and gasped, “Feels fucking good to me too.”
“I think it’s even bigger now! Should I stop and re-measure.”
He was breathing heavily. “Hell, no. I wanna cum!”
I increased my stroking speed and his hips thrust forward and he ejaculated.
The first spurt was only about four feet, but, the next two were way out there. Each subsequent spurt was less and less. I counted ten in all.
“Well done. Good load!”
I stroked his cock and squeezed little drops of cum out of it until his cock got soft. I gave him the tape measure to hold. I pulled the other end towards the pool of cum farthest away.
“Ten and a half feet, good job.”
“Thanks.”
“You must have had jerk off sessions with your buddies in school?”
“Yes, we had circle jerks. Sometimes we bet on who could cum first or who could last the longest.”
“Was anyone hung better than you?”
“One guy was maybe about the same.”
“Did you guys suck each other’s cock too?”
“Hell no. We weren’t gay!”
“Carl. Carl. Carl. You aren’t gay if you suck a guy’s cock or let a guy suck you!”
“Why not.”
“Did you all fuck girls?”
“Yes.”
“Did you like fucking girls more than jerking off with the guys?”
He laughed, “Sure. We were all horny and would have fucked a snake if a guy would hold onto it!”
“See. If you can do both, maybe you are bisexual, certainly not gay.”
He chuckled, “Thanks for the lesson, oldtimer.”
I laughed. “This is our little secret right kiddo?”
“Hell yes. I’ll never tell.”
“You can put your dick away now. Or do you want me to jerk you off again?”
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The Soft Hammer Carley, Chapter 12 This story takes place in the universe of Carley and Jack some time after chapter 9 and was written as a stand-alone story. It starts the way a couple of others do, but goes in a different direction. I wrote this during the spring love bug season of 2015. Thor sat back and looked at the circuit board on the bench in front of him. A light wisp of smoke from his last solder point slowly dissipated in the breeze from the ceiling fan. ‘It should work now,’...
Chapter 9 in this series was the last one to have any sex in it. The last few are more science fiction than anything else. I had some ideas that I wanted to explore and the Jack-and-Carley universe seemed like the correct setting. ***** Thor sat back and looked at the circuit board on the bench in front of him. A light wisp of smoke from his last solder point slowly dissipated in the breeze from the ceiling fan. ‘It should work now,’ he said. Sitting at the counter across the room, my...
Carley and I stood in the shade, holding each other and talking quietly for a while. We kissed and pressed together. I held her ass and pushed my erection between her legs. “Do you want to fuck right now?” she asked. “I’m hungry and I need to clean up this mess.” “No hurry. We have all night. Kiss me a little more and stroke me. I love your touch.” She kissed me and stroked my cock and balls. I’d had quite a few orgasms, but I had no trouble getting hard in her hand. “Ooookay! You’d...