Date: Sat, 15 Sep 2018 10:18:08 -0400
From: Yellow Stang <mrfnfd@gmail.com>
Subject: Tom the Fireman Part 52

Tom the Fireman Part 52

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After the guys created their specialties, the chocolate pudding, pumpkin,
apple, red raspberry, key lime pies were ready to be baked along with the
zucchini nut and banana nut bread.  There was plenty for the dinner guests.
Steven was grateful the house came with two ovens, as he always intended to
have big parties during the holidays.

Placing the pies in the oven, Steven turned on what he called the cleaning
music.  The dance music filled the house, as everyone helped clean up the
kitchen and the dining room.  When the dance version of Rolling in the Deep
blared through the house, Sean was the first to get up on the dining room
table, doing his best Adele impersonation as position, lip-syncing naked as
he gyrated his hips to the beat.  He even grabbed a chair to add a `flash
dance' routine; his legs stretched out before him, his head rolled back, as
his chested heaved up.  He got up and seduced the chair as the rest cheered
on. All hanging heavy between their legs, the party was starting, as they
began to entertain.

When It's raining men came on right afterward, Sean continued with his diva
impersonation performance. Fred and Wayne both got behind him, being his
backup singers, as the other's watched as they danced around the dining
room table, laughing and having a good time.

Bev hearing the music from the guest house knew she was missing out.  She
made an excuse to leave the rest in the guest house as she ran over to join
the men.  Running through the back door, with her hands up in the air, she
joined her naked cohorts in their festivities.  Ephraim pulled out a boa,
wrapping it around Bev's shoulders, as she danced.

Stan asked if everyone was ok at the guest house, before he quickly changed
in the bedroom, followed Bev over to the "cleaning party."  Horace shook
his head, trying not to think about what his fathers were doing, as he seen
it before, not very interested in seeing his father's partying naked with
other grown men.  Tonya asked what was going on, he whispered in his ears,
and she made a face, trying clear the image in her mind about what her
father and the other men were doing.  Herb and Lois just ignored what was
going on, as they too had witnessed in the past.  They didn't want to see
their sons' shenanigans.  Yesterday was enough.

Following in Bev's footsteps, Stan abandoned the four chefs, laughing as he
saw the three swinging their hips making their best feminine moves on the
table.  Bev had the boa raised over her head her arms going from side to
side as she danced along with her boys.  Stan stood behind her, placing his
hands on her hips, bopping along with Bev and the music.  Not much cleaning
was getting done, but the guys were sure having a blast, relieving their
frustrations of their day to day lives.

Bev was still dressed and was dancing with her boa when I will survive came
on, she was next on the table, pushing everyone out of the way, as she
climbed on a table chair to get on the table. She grabbed the spatula,
doing her best inner diva as she belted along with the song.  The sweaty
guys were dancing around the table at the bottom of her feet.  Looking down
and seeing all the jiggling cock, Bev suddenly got the giggles, realizing
how funny it looked from where she was standing.

Bev noticed Steven whispering in Stan's ear, before Steven walked over the
iPod, finding a song.  Finished with her performance, the men were all
sweaty.  When she looked down, she saw Stan was gone.  Bev knew the two
brothers were up to something. She carefully got down from the table. As
the guys stood around waiting for Steven's plan to hatch, they lifted their
arms, smelling themselves, all commenting; they will need a shower.
Suddenly "You can leave your hat on" started to fill the room, Stan makes
his entrance fully dressed as well as wearing a German fedora.  Stan,
stepped up on the chair to get up on the table, tipping the fedora to Bev,
moving his arms and hips seductively as his eyes were on her.  The guys
stood around as they watched Stan do his best to seduce her with his
suaveness.  He slowly seductively unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a
time, starting from the top, when undoing enough buttons, he pulled the
shirt to reveal some of his chest, hearing catcalls from the audience.
Stan worked on the rest of the buttons pulling his shirt out of his pants,
displaying his torso.  Rolling his shoulders, Stan allows the shirt falls
down his back, removing his arms out of each sleeve, he stood there with
the shirt in one hand. Stan continued his dance moves while holding the
t-shirt over his head swinging it around before placing it between his
legs, grabbing the other end to shimmy between his legs intimately dancing
for Bev.  He balled the shirt in his hand, throwing it in a corner as he
rolled his hips, dancing shirtless on the table.

Bev laughed when he awkwardly pulled off his boots, but recomposed himself,
winning her attention when he stood back up thrusting his hips toward her
as he flexed his chest and arms.  Reaching down for his belt, pulling it
from the loops with one pull before doubling it up, swinging it in the air,
before placing it behind his neck, seducing Bev along with all the other
men.  A few could be heard, telling him to take it off as others whistled.

The cheers got louder as Stan undid his pant button, pulling down his
zipper.  He slowly pulled it back up only to pull it back down again.  The
seducer pulled his pants open displaying skimpy underwear.  He turned
around to lower his pants over his ass, showing the guys he was wearing
well-worn briefs that seen better days, there were rips near the waistband,
and as they were very sheer, not leaving much to the imagination.  Wiggling
his ass, he pulled his pants back up, only to dance in a circle waving his
arm in the air like he was waving a lasso, rolling his hips.  He threw the
pretend rope at Bev, as he pulled her in, laying down on the table
supporting himself on his arms waving his body as he snaked closer to Bev.
Stan kissed her before getting back up, to seduce everyone with the removal
his clothing, pulling his pants down his thighs, as he stepped out of them,
standing in his revealing straining briefs and socks.  He quickly got down
on the table again, waving his body just like before, this time with almost
all revealed.  The erotic seducer sat down, pulling each sock off before
standing up to complete his striptease.  He gyrated his hips, enticing all
the men to keep their eyes on the only covered body part, as he stood
before them almost entirely naked.

He reached for one side of the briefs, pulling on the fabric, it rips along
with the elastic, leaving the dangling pouch which barely covered his
swelling cock, as well as his bubble butt.  He reached for the other side,
pulling again, the elastic snaps, allowing the briefs to fall to the table.
With his eyes on Bev, he ran his hands along his torso, working his way
down to his cock.  He seductively smiles looking at her, as he reached for
his cock, pulling on it, as it grows.  The men howl at his
stand-at-attention manhood.  When the song ended, he climbed down the
table, kissing Bev passionately as he sat on her lap.

Mason was laughing at the grown men as they danced and partied. The
atmosphere changed when Harry Styles "Sign of the time" was playing; it was
Mason's favorite song, he got up on the table as they watched.  Singing his
heart out, as he put his emotion into it.  Mason held the spatula to his
mouth and did his best.  Everyone's mouth dropped, with his heart-wrenching
impression, leaving Ephraim in tears, as he said, that song always got to
him.

The beat changed when Anaconda bass filled the room, Mason still up on the
table, started to twerk his ass just like the video.  Tom not to be outdone
by his son, got up next to him, competing with Mason in his twerking.  The
guys laughed as they watched the two compete.  Tom had the meatier of the
asses, as he out twerked Mason.  Mason kept trying but knew all eyes were
on his dad.

Abba's dancing queen was next in the queue, Steven and Sean were Frida and
Agnetha. Steven grabbed the boa from Bev, who held onto the other end, as
he tugged, Bev reluctantly giving up.  It was like when they were boys;
they had the routine down.  Tom looked up laughing hysterically, did you
think Lois may have known they were gay?  Steven commented how his mom
always listened to them, and once they saw a video, they both had the moves
down, performing for their mom when the song came on. Steven threw his head
back like a diva wearing his boa, Sean said he wanted one too, Steven
wrapped the other end around Sean's neck performed together It was much
different as they were clothed, but they always had fun doing it.  Tom's
mouth dropped never seeing this side of Steven.

The next up on the table was Tom, who requested Steven play "I Gotta
Feeling."  Tom was in charge and had his moves down right.  Ephraim climbed
up on the table, edging the guys to sing along, as they raised their hands
jumping up and down to the beat. Tom was lightly sweating from his little
workout, as he danced on the table, all eyes on him.  Ephraim got behind
him, holding Tom's hips as they did their smooth moves the `stage.' The
guys continued their little-naked cleanup party when they decided to break
for lunch.  After lunch, Ephraim disappeared, when Sean queued up the song,
he came out in his boa, lip-syncing "S&M" and with the final encore of
"Work it Bitch" with a whip and all.  The eyebrows rose when they saw the
strap, wondering what Sean and Ephraim like. The guys were laughing so
hard; they were having a good time.

Once the lunchtime fun and games were over, they were given a task to
complete.  Tom and Steven prepared the two turkeys, with Tom also preparing
the oyster pudding.  Sean and Ephraim concentrated on the sweet potatoes,
as Fred and Wayne stuffing and vegetables.  Mason was assigned the task of
making the salad.  Bev with a smile on her face, walked back over to the
guest house, once Stan got dressed, squeezing his buns all the way over.

Ephraim, being the party boy, opened two bottles of wine, pouring glasses
as they started to get ready for the festivities.  The guys smiled as they
accepted the liquid gift from their `gifted' server.  Ephraim was enjoying
the attention as his getting his butt squeezed, or nipples tweaked as he
served the guests and hosts.  His half-semi cock hung between his legs,
getting as much attention as the rest of him.

Steven pushed Tom out of the way as he prepared the birds, he gathered the
herbs, rosemary, thyme, and oregano, placing them in melted butter.  Steven
pushed his hand under the skin, smoothing the concoction between the breast
and skin.  He proceeded to rub the rest of it over the surface, getting it
ready for the over.  He turned the over up to 500 degrees allowing the oven
to warm up.

Tom broke up the saltines in a bowl, the melted butter and mixed with the
crackers.  He opened the cans of Oysters, removing them, leaving the slimy
content in the containers.  Tom coated the dish with the butter, before
adding the bottom layer of crackers.  He placed the oysters on top of the
first layer, adding his second layer over top of them.  He added another
layer of oysters.  Sean and Fred made a face as they watched Tom create a
dish they never heard before.  Tom took the contents of the can mixing it
with some cream and a tad bit of Worchester sauce, mixing it well, pour the
entire contents into the dish.  Add the last layer of crackers over the
top.  He set it aside to wait for the appropriate time to go into the oven.

Sean placed the sweet potatoes in the microwave when they were soft enough,
he a sliced up the sweet potatoes putting them in the casserole
dish. Ephraim was on the stove combining the butter, molasses, brown sugar
and cayenne, before adding the bourbon. They mixed the potatoes with the
molasses mixture into a dish, getting it ready for its turn in the over.

Steven pulled the pies and placed them on the cooling rack, the aroma of
the different types flooded the house, giving it a delicious smell.
Ephraim kept their glasses filled as they worked on getting the house
ready.

Slowly the guys started to get themselves ready, sniffing their underarms,
Sean and Ephraim were the first to go into the shower.  Sean helps Ephraim
with his leg; he hopped into the shower. Sean knelt in front of Ephraim as
he sat in the shower seat, washing his muscular torso first as he kissed
him.  The water was cascading over their bodies.  Sean's soapy hands
started at Ephraim's neck, his eye locked onto Ephraim's, as he washed
Ephraim's muscular chest.  Ephraim washed Sean's hair as he sat there
feeling Sean's hands all over his body.  Sean leaned in for a kiss, running
his hands down Ephraim's massive back, touching the muscular body.  Ephraim
held onto the back of Sean's head, holding him to his lips as their tongues
battled between each other.  Sean pulled his face back, telling Ephraim how
much he loves him.  Ephraim pulls him closer, hugging tightly to Sean,
whispering in his ear, how much he loved Sean.  Sean told Ephraim to lift
his arms; Sean whiffs the pungent smell before licking the sweaty
underarm. Ephraim moans, holding Sean's face to the exposed pit, as Sean
tongue bath's the hairy ripe pit.  Sean buries his face into Ephraim's
other pit, giving it the same attention as he did on the other one.  After
the tongue bath, Sean washes the stink from Ephraim's armpits, giving him
the sad face. Once he knew Ephraim wouldn't be offending the guests with
his ripe smell, Sean went behind Ephraim, washing his back, feeling the wet
silky skin sending electrical pulses through his body.  He never grew tired
touching Ephraim body; he felt blessed to have Ephraim in his life wiping a
tear from his eye.  When he was finished washing Ephraim's broad back and
squeezable ass cheeks, he stood in front of Ephraim, with little Sean
pointing at Ephraim's face.  Ephraim pulled Sean toward him, kissing him on
the stomach, before placing his head against Sean's stomach, bringing him
closer for a hug.

Ephraim looked up at his lover, grabbing the soap from his hand, as
Ephraim's manly hands washed Sean's flat stomach, then gliding his hand
lower, concentrating on Sean's crotch, gently working his balls on both
sides, soaping them up well.  Ephraim leaned forward, kissing the tip of
Sean's cock, watching it twitch in front of him, he preceded to deep throat
Sean.  Sean held onto the back of his head moaning, as he felt Ephraim's
mouth wrapping around his engorged shaft.  Ephraim loved to feel Sean pump
his cock down his throat, face fucking Ephraim as the warm water enhanced
to their sexual excitement.  Ephraim's mouth was working its magic, causing
Sean to buck, Sean held onto the walls to steady himself.  Ephraim wrapped
his hands around Sean's shaft, adding to the pleasure as he applied suction
to the oral probing.

Sean's fingers held on tightly to the partition; he could feel the pending
release building as his knees started to shake.  Ephraim felt Sean's
trembling, he quickly reached down stroking his cock with his free hands,
as he bobbed up and down Sean's throbbing shaft.  Sean's breathing grew
heavier as Ephraim concentrated on his protein injection.  Sean was trying
to hold back his screams as he felt the load escaping from his full balls,
he bit down on his lip, as he experienced the pending blast expand through
his body, trembling as the first load raced to the end of his cock,
blasting a thick creamy load into Ephraim's warm wet mouth.  Ephraim hung
onto Sean like riding a wild bronco as Sean continued to explode his mouth,
hearing Sean trying to suppress his screams of pleasure, Sean couldn't
stand leaning over Ephraim, before allowing himself to fall back against
the shower wall facing Ephraim.

Ephraim flogged on his cock, as he tasted the first blast in his mouth, the
warm salty mixture filling his mouth.  He tried to swallow as he felt his
excitement start to build.  Sean fell back when Ephraim's breathing became
labored; he trembled as he looked at his lover sitting against the shower
wall just in front of him.  Ephraim tried to suppress the urge to cry out,
he wrapped his free hands around his balls, as his other pistoned up and
down his shaft, looking at Sean's naked body.  Sean looked into his eyes,
biting his lips when that's all it took for Ephraim to blast.  Ephraim
leaned back on his stool, his cock aimed at Sean, as the first blast ripped
through his body, Ephraim let out a faint scream, as the wad shot across
the shower onto Sean's face, spitting on his cheek.  The next volley was
the same force landing slightly lower on Sean's chin, his next blasted on
Sean's neck, as the last dripped out the end of his extended shaft.  Sean
sat there with a face full of cum, trying to regain his strength.  Ephraim
leaned forward propping himself up with his arms on his thighs as he tried
to restore his well-spent energy.

Sean shimmied up the wall with his back, wiping the wads from his face.  He
placed his face in the shower stream washing the rest of Ephraim off his
face.  Ephraim held his hands in the flow, removing the copious seed from
his hands and fingers.  When they were both cleaned, Sean turned off the
shower, grabbed the towels so both could dry off.  Sean helped Ephraim back
in the bedroom, as they sat on the bed next to each other, holding each
other as the gently kissed, wishing each a happy Thanksgiving.

Fred and Wayne were off to the shower, they undressed, walking into the
bathroom at the same time.  Fred got the bath ready, as Wayne stood in
front of the toilet, holding his cock as he aimed for the body of the bowl.
The flow was heavy filling the bathroom with the sound of a spigot emptying
into a buck of water.  Fred's cock started inflating, listening to the
sound of him relieving himself.  Wayne turned around, showing his semi to
Fred, walking up to him, kissing him.  Fred felt a few drops on the tip of
Wayne's cock, lifting his wet fingers to his mouth to taste Wayne's piss.
Fred smiled, kissing Wayne passionately, hoping Wayne could savor himself
on Fred's lips.

Fred bypassed Wayne to the toilet, aiming his hardening meat, he
successfully guided his steam into the bowl, not spraying the surrounding
areas.  With his cock at full mast, he headed to the shower, to greet his
soaked partner.  Fred pushed Wayne against the shower wall, pressing his
naked body against Wayne's fur.  He pinned him, as he leaned in for a kiss,
biting Wayne on the lips.  Wayne sneered as the liked Fred's
aggressiveness.  Fred ran his hand down the furry chest, asking how Wayne
liked the whip.  Wayne grabbed the back of Fred's head, pulling him toward
his mouth to give him a passionate kiss.  He whispered in his ear "I liked
it, I should use you on your ass, for peeing in the toilet."  Fred placed
his hands on Wayne's shoulder, smiling to let Wayne know he would like
that.

Fred then teased Wayne as he reached down to caress his throbbing cock with
his soapy hand saying, " Are you ready for the python up your ass?" as he
reached around to stick a soapy finger in Wayne's ass.  Wayne smiled
thinking about feeling Ephraim inside of him.  Fred said how much he wanted
to watch the two.  Fred worked Wayne's cock vigorously with his hand, as
the other lathered up the hirsute body in the shower with him.  Spreading
his legs apart, Wayne leaned against the partition slightly moaning as he
felt the soapy hand massage his swollen cock.  Reaching forward, Wayne
wrapped his hand around Fred's impressive flagpole, stroking in time with
Fred.  Both stood there well lathered from head to toe, the white suds
pronounced against Wayne's chestnut hair, stroking each other as they
looked with animalistic lust into each other's eyes.  Their breathing was
growing more burdensome as the water cascaded down their side.  Wayne
leaned into a passionate kiss on the lips with Fred, as the heat between
them grew, without a sound they connected at the lips, while their hands
pleasured their partner with the fast stroking.

Wayne felt the need to go again; he gave Fred that look, who knew to get on
his knees.  Wayne pulled Fred's head toward his cock, Fred clamped his lips
around the thick shaft, tasting the liquid gold Wayne was offering.  Fred
controlled the flow with his tongue, as his mouth filled.  Swallowing each
mouthful, before lessening the pressure only to receive some more.  As Fred
felt the stream slowing in his mouth, he held the liquid in his mouth,
getting up from his knees, only to feed it to Wayne as they kissed,
squirting the liquid amber between the two, slowly swallowing as they
kissed.  Fred looked Wayne in the eyes and smiling as he got back down on
his knees.

Wayne held onto Fred's head, as Fred engulfed his cock with his lips.  Fred
took the thick cock into his mouth, apply the suction.  Wayne still wasn't
finished, held Fred's lips against his pubs, releasing the last into Fred's
mouth.  Holding it there till he felt his swallow, the sensation of Fred
swallowing felt great on his cock.  Fred reached down between his legs,
stroking as Wayne held onto the sides of his head, pumping his thick cock
into Fred's mouth.  Fred tried to look up, Wayne spat on his face, as his
cock was feverishly tapping into Fred's face.  Wayne commented how his
pursing lips looked around his cock.  Wayne pushed in to watch his cock
disappear into Fred's mouth.  Pulling slowly out to see Fred's lips
stretched outward around his cock.  Wayne watched for a few seconds pumping
slowly, watching Fred's lips.  When Fred got his cock super slick with his
throat phlegm, Wayne sped up the process of draining his balls into Fred's
mouth.

With his free hand, Fred wrapped his hand around Wayne's balls that were
slapping against his chin.  Holding the boys, he pulled them lower, causing
Wayne to fuck his face even harder.  Fred squeezed the boys causing Wayne
to moan, plunging even more fiercely into Fred's face, his pubes against
Fred's nose as he jabbed in.

Fred squeezed harder, Wayne's cock was throbbing as he felt the
pressure. Leaning over Fred, Wayne placed hands on the opposing partition;
his breathing was laborious, his knees were weakening, as he felt the
release course through his body. Wayne yelled out as the load worked its
way from his balls, to deep inside his guts, racing down his cock,
expanding the urethra as it blasted into the back of Fred's throat.  Fred
was waiting for his reward, tasting the copious load being deposited in his
mouth, flailing on his cock, Fred instantly shot between Wayne's legs,
hitting the wall behind.  Wayne felt the next blast bucking his hips into
Fred's face, depositing more of the fresh thick cream into the warm wet
mouth.  Fred's cock jerked as he ejected burst after burst of his thick
baby batter onto the shower floor.

Both snickering when they heard the knock on the door asking if they were
alright, and a devious laugh.  Standing outside the shower door enjoying
the show, Tom was wearing a sinister smile as he stroked his cock, saying
that was hot.  Fred got up off the shower floor, to walk over and pinch
Tom's nipples before stepping back into the shower to clean up, pulling Tom
in with them.

Steven wandered upstairs, he heard the commotion from the guest's bathroom,
not seeing Tom, he walked in to see what predicament Tom had gotten into.
Hearing the noise from the shower, he saw he was between Fred and Wayne,
both pawing at him in the shower.

Steven stood there as Fred and Wayne looked in his direction, they both
flashed a devious smile as Fred knelt behind Tom, parting his ass cheeks,
and placing his face at Tom's hole.  Steven nodded, and Wayne knelt in
front of Tom, taking his trouser snake into his mouth, moaning as he tasted
Tom's rod. Tom turned to see Steven standing there.  Steven turned around
to let the three play, as he knew Fred and Wayne wanted to get Tom alone
ever since they met.

Steven turned to go to his shower in his room, only to be greeted by Mason.
Mason saw where Steven came from, being curious he walked into the guest
bedroom, hearing the slurping sounds and running water, Mason walked into
the bathroom, to see his father sandwiched between the two.  Mason walked
over to whisper into his father's ear, Tom shook his head in agreement, as
Mason turned around and left.

Wayne and Fred kept their mouths on Tom, ignoring that Mason had ever
walked in on them.  Fred spread Tom's cheeks wide, as his tongue ran
circles around his exposed hole, licking from the bottom to the top,
swirling his tongue around the hole.  Wayne was in heaven as he took Tom's
long snake down his throat, coating the glistening cock with thick throat
phlegm.

Fred pushed down on Tom's shoulders, as Tom took the hint kneeling in front
of the two lovers.  Placing their cocks together, Fred and Wayne aimed at
stretching Tom's mouth.  Tom looked at Wayne, knowing he couldn't take the
two together, he placed his hand on Wayne's cock, taking Fred's cock into
his slobbering mouth.  Tom felt the spongy tip against his lips, opening to
trace his tongue around Fred's bulbous cock head.  Wayne pushed the back of
Tom's head further on the cock, watching Fred cock disappear between his
lips.  Wayne pulled Fred's face closer to kiss him, as Tom bobbed on Fred.

Fred pulled Tom's head off his cock, looking down he spat on Tom's face,
wiping the spittle all over him.  Tom's cock throbbed remembering how Randy
would spit on him while fucking him.  Tom couldn't believe he remembered
the jerk, trying to erase any thoughts of him from his mind.  Soon Fred
stood back, aiming his cock at Tom's chest, letting the stream flow as it
drenched Tom's body, running down the front, towards his cock and balls,
Tom felt the warm wet liquid race down his body, over his cock, and over
his balls; this made him throb even more.  He loved the feeling, realizing
how much he missed it.  Taking his hands, rubbing it all over his body,
Wayne stepped back to add his flow to the backside of Tom: pissing on the
back of his head; letting it flow down his backside; Tom was in heaven
experiencing the gold stream wind down his ass crack and over his hole.  He
quivered at the feeling, looking up begging for more.  Fred and Wayne
smiled, liking the pig they saw inside of Tom.  Pulling him up, they both
took turns licking the piss of Tom's body.


Being disgusted with what he just witnessed Mason walked over to the master
bedroom, he gave Steven the puppy dog eyes, as Steven walked into the
bathroom, realizing what Mason just saw.  Mason's cock jutted out in front
of him, hoping his fantasy would come true.  Steven walked into the shower,
as Mason stood by the door watching Steven wash his body.  Mason stepped in
when Steven was washing his hair, seeing Steven's armpits were driving him
crazy, he never leaked precum before, but seeing Steven facing to the stall
door, his arms up as he scrubbed the back of his head, was more than he
could take.

Mason opened the door, stepping in.  Steven couldn't see with the soap in
his eyes, Mason touched Steven's wet smooth chest, feeling the excitement
race through his body.  Steven turned his back to rinse the soap off of his
face and out of his hair by standing under the direct spray of the shower.
Mason traced his fingertips down the spine of Steven's back.  Steven turned
around, opening his eyes, he jumped when he realized Mason was naked in the
shower with him.  Steven told him, "No!" as Mason approached him.  Steven
stepped back as Mason got closer, trying to duck to the side, Mason placed
his arm to block him.  Hearing a thud as he nervously hit his elbow against
the glass partition, Steven started to panic, catching his balance, he
stood upright.

Tom was enjoying his shower with Steven's friends, but when he heard a
thud, he quickly ran out of the shower into his bedroom, only to see Steven
look in horror as Mason was trying to seduce him.  Steven's eyes were wide
open looking directly at Tom standing in the doorway.  Entering the shower,
Tom pushed Mason aside to see if Steven was okay.  Holding Steven he
whispered, "Its ok."  He felt Steven trembling; Tom kissed him on the cheek
stroking his cheek with his hand. Looking into Steven's eyes, saying, "It
is alright."  Mason stood in the shower as his father tried to comfort
Steven.  Steven just wept in Tom's arms.  Mason stepped out of the shower,
leaving the two alone.

Tom whispered, "Everything would be o.k., it's alright."  When Steven
stopped shaking, Tom helped Steven up.  Looking into Steven's eyes he saw
confusion. Kissing him as he pulled Steven to his body, Tom inhaled feeling
Steven's naked body come into contact with his.  Tom stepped back saying,
"This is what I wanted." Steven was still nervous as the felt Tom's
nakedness against his.  Steven was seeing Tom in a different light – he
liked the idea of Steven being with his son. Steven being older never
thought there would be this attraction.  Knowing Tom consented, he saw
Mason finally as a man. Realizing Mason was letting his desire be known to
him, even though Steven hadn't sexually thought about Mason, Steven
entertained the idea of being with the younger "Tom."

Tom held Steven against the wall, lifting up his arms over Steven's head
and trapping them there with his hand.  As he exposed Steven's armpits, Tom
smelled the slight ripeness arising from them, burying his face, he sucked
on the sweaty hair and licked the ripe pits, getting Steven's scent all
over his face.

Steven felt the tongue bathing his pits were getting; he moaned encouraging
Tom to continue.  Steven's cock throbbed as he felt the exquisite tongue on
his underarms, his pit hair soaked in his husband's saliva.  Tom loved the
taste of Steven's pits, as he concentrated on them as the water cascaded
down, Steven looked so masculine pinned against the wall as he rubbed his
cock against Steven's hips and stomach.

Mason feeling dejected sat on the bed, leaning back, he listened to them in
the bathroom. He thought about what he did wrong?  Mason wanted to feel his
step-father. Why had Steven grabbed his cock in the kitchen? Weren't they
sharing the same feelings?  Mason thought upon when Steven removed his hand
to stroke his brother, how he missed the feeling between his legs.  Though
Ephraim's felt good, it was the excitement he was experiencing with Steven
that made a connection.

Mason saw his father sexually for the first time, not believing he was
allowing these two men to piss on him.  Mason thought it was gross, but his
cock told him otherwise.  While his father was showering with Steven, he
got off the bed to watch.  Something about his father being sexual with
Steven was making him curious.  He stood in the open doorway watching his
father, licking his pits.

Steven reached to turn off the water; he told Tom to kneel.  Following the
order, Tom knelt looking up at Steven.  Reaching for his cock, he aimed the
hard member toward Tom; Tom knew what to expect as he knew Steven witnessed
what happened with his friends.  Concentrating to relax his bladder, Steven
stood there for a half a minute holding his cock, concentrating to release
the contents of his bladder, as his piss rushed out of his cock onto Tom.
Pissing directly onto Tom's face, Tom opened his mouth to gather a
mouthful, Steven guiding his cock, sprayed Tom's chest with full force, Tom
moaning as he wiped the gold shower all over his torso.

Mason's mouth dropped as he watched the second golden shower, his cock
betraying him as he watched his father and step-father.  Tom thought he saw
something in the doorway, looked up to see Mason watching, his mouth agape
but his cock dripping precum as he watched his father's humiliation.  Tom
turned to Steven, taking his cock into his mouth.  Tom watched from the
corner of his eyes as he bobbed back and forth on Steven's impressive
member. Tom liked the idea his son was viewing him.  He wrapped his hand
around the base of Steven's standing-proud cock as Steven leaned against
the shower wall moaning with his eyes closed.  Working his hand around
Steven's glistening shaft Tom went deep - meeting his mouth to his hand
wrapped around the swollen cock. Opening his throat for Steven to slide
down.  Tom reached down between his legs stroking his long sausage.
Reaching for the back of Tom's head, Steven held it as he started to pump
into Tom's mouth.  Steven's torso leaned over Tom's head, as he kept
pumping, leaving him gasping as his knees began to tremble.

Steven started moaning louder as he felt his heavy balls rise.  His bucking
into Tom's face was getting quirky; his breath erratic, as he bit his lip
concentrating on jamming his cock down Tom's throat.  Sensing the
nut-butter, Tom opened his throat for the gift that was about to be
donated. Steven's head resting against the shower stall tightened his grip
as a guttural moan escaped his throat as the load rush through his cock
spurting deep down Tom's throat.  Steven knew his sudden cries of ecstasy
was audible; he couldn't help his vocalization with his cock lodged in
Tom's throat felt so wonderful.

Tom felt the cock swell in his mouth, the head expanded cutting off his
air.  Feeling the cock twitch as it unloaded thick cream down his gullet,
Tom's cock spurted in the air, landing on the glass partition behind
Steven.  The thick coat slow slid down the glass, as Tom added another
volley of the milking substance, adding to what he just deposited.  Steven
pushed his cock further down Tom's throat, choking him, as he felt the rest
blast out of his manhood.  Steven pulled the cock from Tom's mouth.
Leaning back against the partition, not able to stand, he slid down through
the load that Tom deposited on the glass and shower floor.  Steven sat in
Tom's thick creamy load.  Tom stood up, aiming his cock at Steven, blasting
his face with a spray of his golden liquid. Drenching Steven's hair Tom
targeted the rest of the piss all over his lover's body.  Tom reached down
taking Steven by the arms, helping him to stand up, with the aftertaste of
Steven in his mouth, Tom swallowed before kissing Steven on his lips.  Tom
reached for the faucet letting the water rinse Steven's piss off him, as
they hugged.  Tom whisper in Steven's ear.  Steven turned to see Mason
standing there, dripping in the threshold.

They turned off the water, walking out of the shower, Tom pointed to the
shower stall telling Mason he should get in.  As the two stood at the
vanity, with his dripping cock leading the way Mason stepped in the shower
with Steven admiring from behind.

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