Date: Sat, 2 Jun 2012 19:54:25 -0700 (PDT) From: Jerlar Subject: New Shower 29 - Next Generation This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. All of us enjoy the stories here, so please, support Nifty. Like any other Business, it takes resources to keep it running. Mark Stevens New Shower, Part 29 -- Next Generation The day of Brandon's visit with Debbie arrived, and a feeling of dark depression filled me. I woke up early and discovered my son's side of the bed empty. I threw some clothes on and hurried down stairs. He was in the kitchen with Dad. "You guys are up early," I greeted. "I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep, so just decided to come down and get the coffee started," my father explained. I looked at my son and said, "I suppose you had the same problem?" "Sort of." I walked across the room and pulled him into a hug "Everything's going to be okay. Just keep your thoughts happy this morning, and your visit will quickly pass." "You really believe that, Dad?" I couldn't keep the sigh from escaping me. "Not really; still, try and keep positive thoughts. Please," I added. "I'll try." Dad took a sip from his coffee cup. "You guys ready for some food?" "I'm not hungry," Brandon said. "At least drink some milk," I suggested. "And I bought honey buns. I know how you like those," Brandon's grandpa said giving him a smile. "Thanks; that sounds good." He looked at me and asked, "What time is she supposed to pick me up?" "Nine o'clock." "You have plenty of time," Dad reminded him. Brandon had finished two honey buns and a big glass of milk by the time Dennis joined us. "Why didn't somebody wake me?" he asked. Dad sat a cup of coffee in front of him. "I just supposed you needed your rest after last night" "You did give me a work out." There was a knock on the door causing my uncle to jump out of his chair. Like the rest of us, he had grown into the habit of roaming around the house naked. He hadn't realized Brandon's mother would be coming by so early I guess. "Let me get out of here," he said and hurried down the hall disappearing out of sight. Dad headed for the living room, and when I opened the door, Brandon and I were the only two in the room. Debbie stood on the porch. "Good morning, Steve," she greeted. "Is Brandon ready?" I stepped back from the door. "He is." Before I could call him, my son had walked up beside me. "See you soon," I said trying to give him encouragement through my smile. "Later, Dad." Following him outside, I said to Debbie, "One o'clock, right?" She nodded. "One o'clock. Good morning, Brandon." "Morning." "See you later, Brandon." I stood on the porch and watched my son get into his mother's car. I remained where I was until the car disappeared from sight. Then I turned and walked back inside the house. Both Dad and Dennis were back in the kitchen. "You okay, Son?" Dad asked me. "Going to be a long fucking four hours." "Wouldn't surprise me if the bitch didn't have him back early," Dennis remarked. I looked at my uncle. "Why do you say that?" "Just a hunch." "You guys ready for breakfast?" "I'm going to pass," I said. I refilled my coffee cup. "Coffee's all I want." Dad fixed some food for him and my uncle, and I sat at the table watching them eat. Suddenly I began to feel nauseated. The smell of food was making my stomach cramp. I jumped to my feet. "Where are you headed?" Dad asked. "The smell of this food is making me sick," I said. "I'm going upstairs and lie down for a while." By the time I reached my bedroom, there was such a weight on my chest I could hardly breathe. Falling on the bed, I suddenly found it difficult to push air into my lungs. Gasping, I quickly sat up. I tried to relax, thinking it would help my breathing. I guess it did because a few minutes later I felt better. I looked at the clock on the table beside my bed. Nine-thirty; damn! Was time not passing at all? I remained on the side of the bed. My eyes were on the window, but I saw nothing outside. My entire body seemed to be on hold. I couldn't move a muscle. The knot continued to grow in the pit of my stomach. God, how I hated the way it was making me feel. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. "Come in." Dad came into my room, followed by Dennis. "Would you care for some company?" Dad asked. "I would." Dad sat on one side of me while Dennis chose the other. My uncle spoke first. "It's going to be okay, Kid," he said. "Brandon's visit will soon be over; he'll be back in nothing flat." "You just need to quit moping and find something to fill your time with," Dad said. "I'm trying, Dad." "Are you sure about that?" It was my uncle who asked the question. I turned to him and said, "I'm trying." Dad leaned over and kissed me on the lips. "If you will allow us to, I think we can help you with out here," he told me. "Well, actually, I was trying to decide the best way to fill it. I think I have a solution?" I looked at my uncle and managed a small smile. "I'm listening." "Would you have any objection to both of us making love to you?" "I think I would like that." "Good, consider it done." Saying those words, Dennis placed his arms on my shoulders and gently turned me to face him. "I love you so much, Kid; always have." I felt his mouth on mine, his tongue searching inside me. As I kissed him back, I felt Dad's lips on my neck, planting kisses lightly as they caressed my skin. For a moment I felt ashamed. How the hell could I do this when my son was feeling so fucking miserable? Dad must have sensed my feelings, because he pulled back and said, "It's okay, Steve. You are not wrong to do this with your son gone. You are not being disloyal in any way. Do you hear me?" Suddenly I felt better. The heavy feeling left my body, and my breathing was back to normal once more. I realized finally that all of us could get through this, especially my son and I. "Your dad's right," Dennis whispered in my ear. "We're going to get through this shit just like we do all of our problems." "Thanks, you two. I love you both so much." "Then let us have our way with you," Dad groaned. I sat on the bed and let the two of them slowly undress me. Dennis reached for my shirt and pulled it over my head. Dad attacked my jeans and gently tugged them down my legs. He removed them completely and together, he and Dennis reached for my shorts. I felt each one slip a finger behind the waist band, loved the sensation they gave as they worked together making me completely naked. First Dad, and then Dennis kissed me on the lips. Both were gentle at first, allowing me to feel the love they shared for me. For a second, while I was between kisses, I said, "Okay, guys, you have me bare ass naked. It's time for you to give me the same treat." When they started to undress, I stopped them. "Wait," I said. "I want to watch you undress each other." Both men stood to their feet, leaving me alone on the bed. I lay on my back and rested my hands on my hairy chest, anxious to enjoy the delicious hot sight in front of me. Dennis moved first. He began working on the buttons of Dad's shirt, starting at the top and slowly made his way down to the last button hole. He took such a long time undressing him I thought I was going to have to help. By the time he had my father completely naked, my cock was leaking pre cum like crazy and causing the hair on my lower belly to stick to my skin. Next Dad went to work on my uncle. However, it didn't take any time at all to have Dennis nude. When Debbie had knocked on the kitchen door, he had hurried up stairs to throw a shirt and a pair of walking shorts on. Now, with the sexual tension building up in the room the way it was, Dad had his brother in law naked in seconds. I looked at the two hot bodies and was suddenly eaten up with desire for these two hairy studs. I reached out to them. "Come here," I said. And they did. Dad began planting kisses all over my face, starting with my forehead. Dennis began kissing my chest, and continued working his way through my thick chest hair. Having the two of them cover me with their hot wet kisses made my body shiver, my breathing irregular. "I love you guys so fucking much," I groaned. They both told me how much they loved me, and continued giving my body a workout. Their touch was making me so hard, causing my cock to leak a shit load of pre cum. Finally I couldn't take it any longer. "Just fuck me," I begged. "I fucking don't care who goes first; just fuck my ass." Dennis looked at Dad. "You first," he said. "He needs his father." "I need you both." "Should be you," Dennis said again to Dad. Dad told me to get on my knees on the bed. I did, and Dennis quickly crawled around to the front. He covered my mouth with his just as I felt Dad apply lube to my ass. He continued kissing me while more lube was worked inside my hole. "God, I love all that hair around your hole, Steve," Dad groaned. "He is hairy," Dennis said breaking our kiss. Just as my father's thick cock crawled inside me, I felt my own dick buried inside my uncle's mouth, his nose pressed into the middle of my dense pubes. Both men began fucking me at the same time, Dad in my ass, my uncle with his mouth. For just the briefest second my thoughts returned to my son, wondering about his morning, but they vanished as quickly as they came when I felt my dad's thick hairy bush grinding against my ass cheeks. God, how I loved his hairy crotch pressed into my body. Dad continued fucking my ass, slamming his cock up my hairy chute, kissing my skin with his fur covered nuts. At the same time, Dennis pounded my dick with his mouth, driving me back into my father, forcing his cock to go deeper with each thrust. Dad tightened his grip on my ass with his hands and groaned. "I'm about to shoot," he groaned. "Do it, Dad," I begged. "Give me your juice." I felt his dick swell up, and his nut sac tremble as he shot his first thick load deep inside me. "Fuck!" he cried out. I forced my ass muscles to grip the root of his hairy dick, squeezing the rest of the cum from him. He fell on my back and moaned. "Oh, Steve." With Dad still against my back, Dennis pulled off my cock and rose up to kiss me on the mouth. "You definitely are loved, Kid," he said softly. "Always know that, okay?" I returned his kiss. "I do," I whispered. Dad remained inside of me for a few more minutes. Finally he pulled away from my sticky body, forcing his cock to slide out of me with a loud sucking noise. "Let's trade places," he said to my uncle. "I don't think you will need any lube." Dad was suddenly looking into my eyes. "Hi, there," he smiled. "Hi, Dad." Behind me, I felt Dennis' lips brush across the top of my crack, followed by his tongue running along my sticky hairy track. "God, I love when your ass is filled with cum," he breathed. He ran his tongue down to my hole, and I felt his lips at my pucker. I couldn't keep from shivering when I felt him suck some of Dad's cum from me. "Love your cum, Dave; always tastes so fucking good." Dennis stopped sucking my ass, and I felt the tip of his dick touching me. He made my body shake as he slid along my cum-filled crack. He was quickly buried balls deep inside me, his thick bush pushing hard into my body. My body gave another quiver when I felt Dad wrap his lips around my thick mushroom head. He attacked my dick like he hadn't seen it in a very long time. Then taking a breather, he looked up and grinned at me. "I can taste your uncle," he told me. He swallowed my entire shaft then, and when I felt his nose buried in my wet pubes, it excited me just knowing where he was, my uncle had just left there. The two important men in my life had both sniffed my hairy crotch, and just the thought of that sent me over the edge. "Sorry, Dad; I'm going to shoot," I warned. "Just can't help it," I added. Dad muttered something, letting me know he was ready for my spunk inside his mouth. He worked my dick hard, pounding my crotch with his nose, his chin slamming into my fur covered nut sac. I was there; not turning back now. I couldn't keep my balls from cumming now even if I wanted to. Which I didn't. I covered the back of Dad's throat with my hot thick load, and he quickly swallowed it. He was still sucking long after my dick had quit erupting. With his nose still buried in my crotch, he gently caressed my nut sac. I loved the feeling his touch gave me. Just having both my father and my uncle taking care of my needs was enough to make me feel like a king. "Your ass feels so fucking good," Dennis groaned from behind me. "I love fucking through your dad's cream." Each time he slammed my ass I could feel the thick black hair that covered his crotch tease my skin. "I love feeling your body hair," I groaned. I felt my father reach under me. He ran his fingers along my chest. "I love feeling your hair," he assured me. "It's fucking hot knowing my son is as hairy as me," he added. Still pounding my ass, Dennis said, "And it's just as hot knowing Brandon is going to be just as hairy by the time he's grown." "My son is hairy," I agreed. The words came out one at a time because of the hard fucking my uncle was giving me. "Shit, I'm going to cum!" Dennis cried. I pushed hard into him. "Fill me," I ordered. "Add your cream to Dad's." And he did. By the time he had finished filling my ass, cum was leaking out my hole, running down the back of my legs. Like my father had done, Dennis also rested his body on my back. I loved feeling his hairy chest rubbing against me, and I pushed hard into him. All of a sudden my knees became so weak I fell to my stomach on the bed. "Sorry, guys," I said with a laugh. "You should be," Dennis declared. "You forced my dick from your hole." "Sorry, my knees just gave out," I apologized. Dad fell to one side and kissed me on the cheek. "Tell me, Steve, are you feeling better?" "Much," I said softly. "I'm glad," Dennis whispered into my ear. He gave me a gentle kiss on the other cheek. We lay there for a long time. It felt so good being in the middle of these two men. Finally Dad rose up and stood to his feet. "You two stay here a while. I really am looking for an early return from Brandon. It would be fucking hot for him to find the three of us naked here; especially hot when he found out his father has an ass full of cum. However, not so hot should his mother find out as well. He told us he was going to take a quick shower and head down stairs. Left alone on the bed with Dennis, my uncle turned me over and pulled me to him. "Somebody's really messy," he said giving me a hug. "Well, we certainly know who is responsible, don't we?" "Kid, you okay?" I assured him I was. He gave me another smile and said, "So, tell me, does it chap your ass for me to call you `Kid'?" I kissed him on the mouth, and pulling away, said, "You can call me that for the rest of my life." "Kid?" I guess he was serious about the name. "Yes." "It's been a rough time all around for the four of us, hasn't it?" "Definitely something I hope not to experience again." "I think I can speak for both your father and myself when I say, it's because of you that we've handled losing your mom; your aunt. Thank you, Kid." I wiped the tear away that had formed in my eye. "I think the four of us, you, Dad, Brandon, and me; we've all been here to help each other. We definitely have grown closer." "We have," he agreed. "I love you, so much Kid." He looked at me closely and went on, saying, "So, are you handling this shit with Brandon and his mother better now?" I hugged him tightly, feeling his sticky body rubbing mine, and giving him a smile, I said, "Much better. You and Dad knew just what I needed." "Then I would say we made the right decision coming to your room." "You certainly did. How about sharing a shower with me? I'd like to be down stairs should Brandon return early." He pulled me off the bed so quickly, ready to shower with me, I couldn't keep from laughing. I was feeling so much better now. I knew, without a doubt, we'd get through this obstacle just like any other problem. End Part 29 Mark Stevens