Lem Staggerman

Lem is a roughneck and, allegedly, the world’s greatest uncle.

Description

Lem sported salt-and-pepper cornrows on his dark brown scalp, yellowed eyes and teeth, and long lanky limbs brimming with muscle. He was wiry like a stack of weasels.

From Buck the Roughneck

There he met up with this old feller Lem, one the few Americans upon that rig. He do keep in touch with Lem yet. Lem goes all o’er to find work. He don’t got a home to go back to, or maybe he did and don’t nobody want his ripply ass there. Lem was a elderly homeboy with elbows all o’er, he was strong as hell despite being skinny, he one them kinda angular homeboys. He was darkskin. Or maybe t’other homeboys might call him a nightcheek, cuzza his face, but don’t tell him that, cuz Lem Staggerman disrumbles to Africans.
Lem’s dick stayed limp as a worm. It weren’t as long as Buck’s, but it was thick as hell, specially next to Lem’s wiry-muscled body, shit, that old head was built like a buncha telephone poles got smushed together.

From Buck on Bottom

Lem was wearing his tight-whites and shadowboxing in the dead-end him and he bedded down in. He got no fat on him, all lean muscle, so nothing moved ‘cept his old-nigga dingdong in his drawers, which flopped about like it weren’t really attached to nothing in there. When Steel gets drunk enough, he laughs at that, cuz there was something funny as hell about Lem’s jiggle-free body ‘cept for the pecker jiggling like a jello store in a tornado. But Steel weren’t yet drunk enough to laugh it tonight.
Lem be going all around for work, he work on oil rigs, he be lumberjacking and shit, he be setting up factories and laying down roads, claimed he was a bodyguard for Manuel Noriega, which Steel disbelieved but ain’t say so.

From Winston Steel & the White Man

Buck placed one foot on Lem’s cornrows. His scalp was palpable and smooth beneath the coarse rows of silver-and-black hair. “Old black men with cornrows look ridiculous, Lem, you know that, right?”
“Shut the fuck up. What do you know about black hair?” Lem glared at the foot resting on his scalp, but he didn’t push it off. Buck’s balls dangled between his legs in front of Lem’s face.
“I know it ain’t nevuh been cool to got cornrows lookin’ like graverows. Ya scalp look like the cemetery you ’bout to move into, Lem-” He put both feet on Lem’s shoulders.

From Buck the Roughneck

He that dumbass nasty trashy old homeboy who stink like a dirty doorknob.

Lem’s whole body felt like layers of salty sandpaper, and he was too bony. Buck wouldn’t wanna fuck a woman Lem’s shape. He might buy her a hot meal and a bus ticket home, but he wouldn’t fuck her… Anyway, Lem got a face like a crackhead who got crowned king of all the hobos.

From Buck on the Oil Rig

Anyways, Lem held his own in gen-pop that first weekend. Shit always kicked off on weekends cuz there was less guards then. Lem got cracked upside his head, as he was a hard worker and a passionate lover and also the world’s greatest uncle at that time but not a fighter. He wasn’t gonna make it in gen-pop forever. There was more crackheads with shivs there than Lem had muscles… His prison work ain’t pay enough, and Lem got nobody sending him dollars in his commissary — supparently being the world’s greatest uncle, Christmas, 1977, don’t get a nigga no funds. Lem still got the tee shirt to prove it if any fat-nose hillbilly wanna call him on that.

From Buck on the Oil Rig

Lem was swaying like a wiggley inflatable tube thing like they got advertising car dealerships along the highway, like he was dancing to two different songs at once. Lem was old — only some fifteen years older than Steel, not that much really, but he seemed old for real to Steel, old as a turtle. He was wiry too, all muscle and sinew, like a frown came to life. Lem’s whole body was hard as iron raisins.

From Steel the Roughneck

Lem was just as skinny then as he was nowadays — back then he wasn’t “skinny”, he was “ripped”, six-packed, handsome, but his same body shape now was “ropy“, “wiry” and “raisiny” — that was how Steel did describe him. Anyway, Lem was a young whoopty nigga then, and Big Eddie was the same age.

From Steel the Roughneck

Mason knew Lem back when he drank, and Lem drank a lot. He quit last year. Mason thought Lem’s eccentric behavior and wild tangents were due to his drinking, but after a year of sobriety, Lem was just as off the wall as ever. Maybe even more so. Maybe the liquor had kept him calm back before.

From Roughnecks Got Oral Needs!

As Buck lay upon his back, done with his workout and catching his breath, Lem stood up, then stepped his gnarly old feet upon Buck’s belly. He was dry like tree bark, and Buck was slick with sweat, his chest hair matted to his skin.

From Fists, Men and Muscles

Before Lem could finish fixing the cardboard, Buck pulled down his briefs and let his dick hang free. He thwacked his dick against the small of Lem’s back. In the dim light of their space, for about a half-second, Buck thought it felt like a woman’s skin. But then he felt coarse hairs, and Lem’s firm muscle, and his old-head wrinkles, and the puckered scar of a bullet wound. He left it resting there on the sweaty skin of Lem’s back.

From Buck the Roughneck

His scalp was palpable and smooth beneath the coarse rows of silver-and-black hair. “Old black men with cornrows look ridiculous, Lem, you know that, right?”
“Shut the fuck up. What do you know about black hair?” Lem glared at the foot resting on his scalp, but he didn’t push it off. Buck’s balls dangled between his legs in front of Lem’s face.
“I know it ain’t nevuh been cool to got cornrows lookin’ like graverows. Ya scalp look like the cemetery you ’bout to move into, Lem-” He put both feet on Lem’s shoulders.
With both of Buck’s feet on his shoulders, his cock and balls were right in front of Lem’s face.

From Buck the Roughneck

Lem was skinny-muscled, like he was made of stretched raisins, so’s he got cold easy and wore long johns, sweatpants and a heavy shirt to the shower… Lem was a elbow-mad homeboy with ashy knees, brown skin and black hair. He was pushing past fifty, Buck reckoned, but he got taut muscles. He was wiry though, not bulky like Buck. Plus Buck was well o’er six and a half feet tall, while Lem was short as sugar.

From Buck on the Oil Rig

Lem drank and smoked constantly when he was off-duty (and more subtly when he was on-duty), so Buck did likewise. Lem had been working on rigs most of his life. Specifically, he’d done a couple contracts for Mr. Chow, so he knew his way around the rig already.

From Buck the Roughneck

Nobody wanna taste Lem’s “nasty old black pecker” (Buck’s words), and Lem’s body was rough and not big and squishy like Buck’s. Lem was a “sandpapery chimney of a homeboy” (also Buck’s words).
In fact, Mason didn’t mind Lem being too taut for it to feel proper, as Buck described it.
Lem’s body was wiry, like he was naturally skinny but forced by a hard life to cram muscles on. His thighs were firm and corded-muscle, and his cock was soft as he swaggered over to Mason.

From Roughnecks Got Oral Needs!

Books

Buck the Roughneck: Buck is off to a rig to make a little dough… and maybe a friend! He’s bunking up with an older black fellah named Lem, and the two are gonna get into some crazy shenanigans, both on the rig and on leave. They’re ain’t no females around most of the time, so Buck and Lem are gonna have to satisfy their needs one way or another. That means they’re in for a world of gloryholes, roughhousing, horseplay and hot, throbbing manhood!

Steel the Roughneck: Steel is off to work on an oil rig, which means he’s surrounded by men without any women to tame them! Him and Lem are the only two American black men on board, and they need to get their rocks off one way or another. That’s a recipe for hardcore man-on-man action, which Steel just might have to endure… Can Steel get through his stint as a roughneck?

Buck on the Oil Rig: Buck Sampson is working on an oil rig once more, and without women around, the hard-edged roughnecks there get their rocks off through whatever means necessary! Buck’s bunking down with Lem, an old black feller with dick for days and muscles to match, and when the two of them have leave, they really do get down and dirty! Can Buck make it through his contract with his booty intact? Can Lem?

Content

                      • Drink when it floods, nigga!
                        In prison, Steel saw a documentary, and it turned out lizards drink mad water, like desert lizards when it floods, they be guzzling that! Lizards is wise motherfuckers. Drink when it floods, nigga!
                      • Lem blamed the Haitians, cuz they was like that and cuz he was like that.
                        After that, the convo turned to who was suspected of being the rig thief, cuz that was the hot topic of the moment. Somebody was stealing shit outta personal effects, and it was causing ripples all over the rig. Lem blamed the Haitians, cuz they was like that and cuz he was like that. Steel ...
                      • Portugal’s a fucked-up place
                        Lem got theories on why Italians was so awful, and he explainified them to Steel till Steel told him to get on with it.

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