Love Big Boys!: The Chef Finale

Shep had an issue he needed to address.

He was preparing a meal for a gospel troupe, putting together smothered porkchops, one of his favorite dishes, when the random thought of two men crossed his mind. He peppered the center cut pieces of pork, then buttered his dishes as he prepared to lay the seasoned meat inside for cooking. He was in the middle of putting together a delicious meal for four older women, yet his mind wandered to the last two men who made him cum.

He and Tay were involved, serious enough to where Tay wanted regular meetups after he summoned Tay to "get some good pussy." That fateful weekend for Tay meant so much that he missed money making opportunities to gut Shep like a fish, and have Shep singing like an angry bird while Tay was deep in his guts. Somehow Clem sensed his beloved nephew, and the guy "he gave a shot to," were mixing it up, and he wasn't happy for it wasn't him who wasn't balls deep.

"You need to come home," he told Shep. "You need to come home, boi."

Clem would message Shep after Shep served the meal.

"Its been kinda lonely over here at my place," he added. "Come on home, boi."

Shep could hear the worn, masculine, country voice that would summon him as he read the text.

"Come on home" Clem kept sending as he agitated Shep, and had Shep nearly blocking his number.

Clem was more than just a guy who fucked on him from time to time. Clem was the focal point of a lot of Shep's "beginnings" as he facilitated funds for Shep's education, helped get his business off the ground, and guided Shep on his "maiden voyage" one evening after dinner. Clem helped Shep with his identity, and felt he was forever indebted because of molding the skilled cook slash bottom. On the other hand, Shep was Clem's best kept secret, the guy who continued to show that Clem still had "bounce," and that he could move like the younger ones, i.e. Tay, until Shep had enough, and felt he was being smothered.

"When you say come home, what do you mean," Shep asked.

"Literally break the lease to your place, and come get cozy with me so you can serve me every night," Clem texted back.

Clem wasn't talking about food exclusively, he was writing on his secret lover being the magnificent bottom he was molded to be.

"Clem, I don't know about this," Shep replied to him before Clem sent a barrage of naked photos of himself, in the nude.

Clem did more than try to spoil Shep with aggressive attention. At 70 years old, he kept up his body to look like someone 20 years his junior, and boasted a big dick much similar to what Shep received from his nephew, but with a more agile, experienced stroke.

"Get your ass over here tonight," Clem messaged as he wasn't taking no for an answer.

"Clem, you don't own me," typed Shep.

"Oh, but I do," Clem messaged back as he stated Shep's ass for having his name all over it.

Shep made the trek to Clem's after dropping his cookware at his home. He took a quick, hot shower, then put on his Bvlgari cologne, before throwing on some random street clothes to roll in. The midnight hour was approaching as Shep was on the road, and he'd make it to Clem's house to see him standing on the porch, having a cigarette in the dark.

"This is where you really need to be," he said as Shep approached the porch.

He opened the door for Shep to get a glimpse of the beefy bear from behind. Shep's braids were tied together, and he wore shorts that were a bit tight, and hugging lower extremities. Shep purposely put them on to show off since he knew Clem loved his fat ass.

"You just come in here teasing me," Clem said before he shut the door.

Shep had a seat in the living room after putting his clothes in Clem's room, for he knew the drill.

"So let's talk about Dontay," he said to Shep. "Stop seeing him."

"I can't control that," Shep replied.

Shep was non-chalant in his response, for he enjoyed Tay after years of being against him. Tay met his needs in a way no one else could, for sex was a small part of a larger connection that Shep desired.

"You're a man, first and foremost," Clem told him. "You can divert from anything."

Clem lit up a rolled joint before taking a drag, and handing it off to Shep. Shep took a long puff, for he contemplated canceling their evening to head home. Clem got up to make Screwdrivers, then returned with the glasses to place on the coffee table.

"Gimme that," he told Shep as he wanted another puff prior to asking why Shep was into Tay.

"The boy has no job, no real future," he said. "He ain't angling for nothing."

"He's also not hiding me in the dark like one of his tricks," Shep said as Clem handed the joint back to him.

"But you are a trick," Clem barked. "You are nothing more than a passaround between an uncle and a nephew."

They both took a sip of their drinks, and Shep began to tell Clem about himself as he planned to ruin the moment.

"You're past your prime," he said to Clem.

"And you a young, wet behind the ears, and in the ass, trick," Clem fired back before taking another drink.

Shep wasn't feeling high, and opted to leave how he arrived. He stood up to walk to the front door where Clem would meet him.

"Where you going," Clem asked as he pinned Shep to the door.

"Let me go," Shep said as he tried pulling away.

"You ain't leaving me tonight until you give me some pussy," he told Shep before he kissed Shep's neck.

Shep's neck, one of his "sweet spots" was exposed as Clem kissed, then licked at it. Clem moved around to get behind the shorter Shep, then kissed under his locs while his hands moved slowly into Shep's shirt.

"Told you to come home, boi," he whispered while caressing his breasts like molded clay.

"This is where you really need to be."

Shep remembered how Clem took his time paying attention to every detail, every inch of his plump body with his hands, and mouth. Suddenly Shep's t-shirt was on the floor while Clem's bearded lips sucked on his nipples like a thirsty kitten, making Shep rush to come out of the rest of his garments. Clem paid special attention to Shep's tits for he loved a big chest as much as a fat ass, and Shep, now standing completely naked, was ready to be disposed of.

Clem would walk him into the bedroom and gets undressed before breaking out a sling he purchased right before they met. He set it up while Shep was on his back, resting in the middle of the bed, waiting for directions.

"Climb in here," Clem said as he wanted to perform on the sling.

Shep was uneasy for he'd never been in such apparatus, but Clem guided him, and Shep would find himself in the most vulnerable position. Clem grabbed a chair from nearby to sit, and rolled it between Shep's legs that were raised higher than the rest of him, rolling forward to apply his tongue to Shep's big balls. Shep purposely shaved to get the feeling of someone touching his smooth skin, and Clem noticed, giving extra tease to Shep as he ran lines all across his skin. Clem worked Shep's balls first, then his inner thigh before ducking his head to lay his tongue parallel to his hole. Clem's lips pressed around the circumference of that hole, allowing him to suck Shep's trench to make it fold inward, and have Shep shaking from the feeling. He'd know Clem was an artist when it came to rimming, but this was a notch above as it felt like Clem was trying to pull his hole from his body. Clem wouldn't show no mercy for Shep ventured to his nephew.

"You went for the young boi," he said between slurps. "You know this where its at. You know daddy is a cut above the rest."

Clem pushed his long, right middle finger past Shep's prostate, and into his sphincter, causing Shep to whimper like a woman.

"Look at that pussy pull, boi," he said as he pushed and pulled Shep's walls.

He finger popped Shep to cause Shep's angry hole to saturate. Clem added a finger, then wiggled side to side, causing Shep to try and suck his own tits while shrieking from the frantic orgasm.

"Yeah, you been missing daddy," Clem said to him. "You ain't never been so wet."

Clem pulled his fingers out to part the "lips" of Shep's hole, then let his tongue barely brush the pink portion as he took Shep to another level of pleasure. He stopped only to blow on the hole, then stood up to remove himself between Shep's big thighs, to feed him some cock.

"Now take care of this for me," Clem said in a low tone.

He walked over to Shep's face and put his dick on his forehead, then raised his right leg onto the sling, and made Shep raise his skull. Shep took it from there as he glazed that hard prick, making this 70-year-old look like a porn star half his age. Clem had his hands on his hips while looking down to see Shep blow him.

"Out here giving it away to my nephew," he said to him in shame.

"You should know better by now, son."

Clem would pull away when he was ready to insert at the other end.

"Time we work that pussy over a bit," he said as he walked to the nearby dresser.

Clem grabbed a bottle of lubricant, and a small, six inch dildo that was almost an inch thick. He walked over to Shep to rub some cream on his hole, then rubbed the remainder on his cock, as well as the projectile as he had some fun ideas. He took one look in Shep's eyes while stroking his fine cock, then moved in closer, leaning to push himself into Shep, and to see Shep roll his eyes. Shep's moaned as he felt Clem's thick pole probe him, then grabbed his tits as he loved the sensation of Clem fucking him while playing with his chest. Clem kept the dildo in his left hand while jamming in and out of Shep, then on the fifth stroke he pulled out.

"Why'd you stop," Shep would ask.

Clem pushed in the dildo completely, then wiggled it a bit as he saw Shep's body shake. He pulled it out as he noticed Shep was excited for it, replacing it once again with the real thing, churning it back and forth.

"Look at that pretty pussy," Clem said as he pulled out, and pushed in the dildo.

The "back and forth" between "devices" caused Shep to "cream" uncontrollably. His dark cunt was swollen, and yet he couldn't get enough of the alternating cocks for he pretended it was Clem and Tay.

"Does my nephew do you like this?"

"No," Shep cried out as he ditched the dildo.

He kept Shep all to himself as he wrecked his hole, and caused the sling to shiver relentlessly with each thrust.

"Your thirsty ass just needs to stay put," Clem said as he fucked him hard. "Stay your fat ass home with me, and stop giving my pussy away."

Clem kept driving hard into Shep while Shep's portly body jiggled. His little cock was throbbing, oozing precum, while his big balls were shaking repeatedly. Clem was "smacking that ass" faithfully while Shep was in heaven, not knowing how badly he needed to have his ass wrecked like this.

"You coming again, boi," Clem asked as he heard the build up of moans.

He felt the pull from Shep's crafted hole, and plunged harder, helping Shep reach that pinnacle. After a few rounds, Clem was sweating profusely, and felt himself on the brink of ejaculation. He kept hitting that spout hard while Shep howled to the moon, then he reached down to jerk off Shep.

"Do you cum with Dontay," Clem asked.

"No."

"Then you'll come with Uncle Clem then," Clem said as he pumped faster.

"Uncle Clem needs to give you a good load, don't he?"

"Yes baby, but I'm gonna shoot mine first," Shep said as he screamed, and the ropes repeatedly rose from his cock.

Clem's hard dick was pressing that prostate to make him shoot, and Clem himself would release in the same area, grunting and wailing until he pulled out of Shep's soggy hole.

Shep knew this wasn't supposed to be, for he was almost 50 years younger than Clem. He had the luxury of getting bent over by two family members, and wasn't ready to cut off either like Clem would suggest. Clem would help him out of the sling, and they'd rest for the night in their juices, with Shep wondering what would exactly happen if he ditched his long tenured lover.

He for sure, had a dilemma.