Date: Tue, 9 Oct 2012 20:57:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: New Shower 34

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New Shower 34



	Dad may have been right about us missing half a day's work, but
with the addition of Taylor to our work force, plus the fact that he was a
willing and hard worker, when we called it quits for the day, we had
accomplished just as much as if we had worked the entire day.
	"I think the new guy's going to work out great," Dennis said giving
Taylor a big grin.
	We were in the yard beside the shower house.
	"We usually get cleaned up before going inside the house," Dad
informed our new employee.
	"I'll need to go inside and get clean clothes," Taylor announced.
	"No problem," Brandon spoke up. "We look to be about the same
size. I have plenty of clothes already out here."
	I looked at Taylor and tried to read what he was thinking. Aloud, I
said, "Taylor, if you would be more comfortable showering alone, we'll give
you some privacy."
	"Yeah, we're just use to hitting the showers at the same time," Dad
said.
	"Hey, it won't bother me," Taylor was quick to say.
	"I'll make the old farts behave themselves," I promised.
	"You guys are absolutely crazy."
	"We do our best," Dennis retorted.
	The five of us walked inside the shower house. Brandon pulled out
his drawer and told Taylor to help himself.
	"Thanks. I'll be sure and bring some clean things out here later."
	"Brandon, you and Taylor go first," Dad said.
	Taylor unsnapped his jeans and pulled his shirt out. He gave his
shirt a toss and stepped out of his jeans. "Hey, I'll share the water," he
said. "It looks like there's room enough for two."
	"Oh, there is," Dennis hastened to assure him. Dropping his jeans,
he said, "I'll share with you, Taylor."
	Dad looked at me. "You and Brandon go on. I don't mind being
last. Just see the two of you behave."
	Evidentially Taylor had no problem shucking his clothes to the
floor in front of us. In a matter of seconds he was naked and heading for
one of the showers.
	Of course the rest of us set our eyes on him, being he was the "new
kid" on the block. No one blinked for fear of missing something.
	As we stood there watching, Taylor reached the shower and turned
the water on. Adjusting it to his liking, he stepped underneath the spray
and turned around.
	Dennis quickly joined him. His eyes sparkled as he said, "I see
that you are a true red head, Taylor."
	Taylor looked down at his crotch and then back up. "It's certainly
red, isn't it?"
	Along with the others, I, too, eyed Taylor's body. From the short
distance his chest looked to be fairly smooth. I could just the beginning
growth of a treasure trail making its way down his body. Being a true red
head, Taylor had fair skin. I'm sure he would burn easily should he work
out in the heat without a shirt.
	My eyes dropped from his treasure trail and went to the place on
his body where his legs joined. I saw the thick growth of hair that grew
around his cock. As Dennis had pointed out, he was a true red head. It was
my first experience of seeing red pubic hair, and I had to admit, I found
it hot to look at.
	"Well, are you and Brandon going to get in or just stand there with
your mouths open?"
	I pulled the rest of my clothes off and went to the other
shower. Damn, I was going to have to think of something to keep from
getting a hard on, I decided. I made the water a bit on the chilly side at
first, thinking that would solve my problem.
	"Shit!" Brandon cried out.
	He had joined me in the shower. "Why so much cold water?" he asked.
	"I needed a cooling down," was my answer.
	 "I'm sure," Dennis called out.
	Trying to keep my focus on myself and the cleaning of my own body,
I still found myself stealing glances at Taylor.  I wasn't surprised to see
he was doing the same thing.
	"Oh, hell, guys, I'm tired of trying not to get hard," Dennis
suddenly said.
	He had rubbed soap all over his chest, and now his fingers were
forming suds through his black pubes. With a fist full of soap, he reached
for his cock and began a slow stroking.
	"Behave, Dennis," Dad called from across the room.
	"Look who's talking," my uncle pointed out.
	I looked at my father and saw his thick dick, hard and standing at
full attention, surrounded by his sweaty bush.
	I decided to break the ice a little. Seeing Dennis and Dad both
with hard cocks caused me to lose what little self control I thought I
might have over my body. I was just as hard as the two of them.
	"Hell, I'll jack off with you, Dennis," I said.
	"Are you serious, Dad?"
	"As if you've never seen me do it," I reminded him.
	"But we have a guest."
	"Hell, I'm no guest," Taylor said as he stood next to Dennis.
	Fuck, Taylor had a hard on as well. I looked down at my son. "You'd
better get with it, Son. The rest of us are way head of you."
	Dennis looked down at Taylor's hard dick and said, "Can I stroke
you, Taylor?"
	There was a moment of hesitation and then Taylor said, "Sure."
	"Are you okay with it?"
	"Oh, yeah," Taylor said softly.
	The rest of us watched as Dennis reached down and took the boy's
cock between his fingers. He gave Taylor's cock a few strokes and then
dropped to his knees. "I want this thing in my mouth. You okay with that,
Taylor?"
	Taylor gave a nod, remaining silent.
	It was like watching a porn flick as we saw Taylor's dick disappear
inside my uncle's mouth. Dennis took it down to the thick hairy root, and
for a moment, he didn't move. He kept his nose, his lips, buried in the
thick red hair that grew around it. It was hot to watch.
	As Brandon and I stood there, water running down our bodies, we
began jacking our cocks. It was so hot watching Taylor fuck Dennis' mouth
that I knew it wouldn't take long for me to blow a huge load.
	"Let me help you."
	Dad had come over and joined us. He dropped to his knees and pushed
my hand away from my dick. "I'll take care of this," he said.
	I felt his warm mouth cover my cock, and I shivered. Dad had such a
way of sucking dick that he always created a feeling of pleasure the moment
he wrapped his lips around it.
	Across the room I could hear Taylor moaning, and I realized he was
close to blowing his load in my uncle's mouth. The thought of it pushed me
over the edge.
	"I'm going to shoot, Dad," I warned.
	Dad began working my dick harder grinding his face in my wet pubes,
forcing my balls to slap heavily against his neck.
	"I'm close, Dennis," Taylor said.
	"Fuck!" I cried out.
	I felt the first shot of cum hit the back of Dad's throat. The rest
of my heavy load followed, and he swallowed it all, losing none.
	"Shit!" Taylor groaned.
	Taylor and I shot our loads just seconds a part.
	Beside me I heard my son moan. I looked down and watched him shoot
a thick load of white cum out, sending it to the floor. I reached out and
hugged him after he was through.
	Dennis and Dad were both very hard.
	"You guys need to help each other out," I told them.
	Dennis was still kneeling before Taylor. He stood to his
feet. "Fuck me, Dave," he said.
	Dad gave me a look that said he was asking if I thought it would be
okay.
	"Fuck him," I said.
	Dennis reached for a bar of soap and walked away from the
shower. He soaped his ass heavily, leaving a trail of suds along his hairy
crack. Then taking a soapy finger, he worked a glob up inside him.
	Dad soaped his dick and walked up behind his brother in law. The
rest of us watched as he placed the head against Dennis' suds filled
entrance. When he paused, Dennis pressed back against him, and Dad's cock
went in quietly and quickly. He bottomed out, his wet cock hair pressed
tightly against my uncle's skin.
	When Taylor saw how easily Dad went in, he said, "Shit, they've
done this before, haven't they?"
	"Oh, yeah," Brandon grinned. "Almost nightly," he added.
	"That's hot," Taylor muttered.
	The three of us watched as Dad pounded his brother in law's ass. As
Taylor had said, it was really hot watching the two of them fuck. Each time
Dad went in, he pulled out, allowing about half of his dick to feel the
room air. Then, a breath later, we'd hear the sound of smacking; his cock
drilled its way back inside and skin touched skin.
	"Yeah, fuck my ass, Dave," Dennis begged.
	"I'm going to fill your hole with my spunk," Dad said.
	"Yeah, give me that hot load; love your cum inside my ass."
	"Fuck, I'm going to cum!" Dad suddenly cried out.
	"Shoot it, Dave; Fill me with your hot load."
	Taylor, Brandon and I watched as Dad pushed his load up far as
possible in Dennis' ass. When he had finished shooting his stuff, he leaned
over enough to allow his stomach to rest on my uncle's back. He wrapped his
hands around Dennis and hugged the man to him. His right hand found Dennis'
hard dick.
	Dad suddenly pulled out, some of his cum with him.  He placed two
fingers against Dennis' hole and gently probed inside. He returned with a
glob of his cum and told Dennis to turn around.
	With my uncle facing him, Dad took his cum and covered Dennis's
dick. "Use my cum to fuck with," he said.
	Again, the three of us, Taylor, Brandon, and I, watched another hot
fuck scene. This time my father was the one getting fucked. It was hot to
watch as Dennis attacked Dad's body with such raw lust. The thick dark hair
on his chest glistened with sweat and water as he attacked Dad's hairy
hole.
	"God, you're tight," Dennis groaned. "I'm not going to last long."
	"Give me your cum, Dennis," Dad begged.
	And he did. A minute or two later, after pounding Dad's ass hard
and heavy, Dennis cried out, "Oh, Fuck!"
	We watched as his body shook and trembled, filling Dad's hole with
his creamy load.
	"Oh, yeah," Dad said. "Love your cum in me, Bro."
	Later, our showers over with, we dressed surrounded by silence. I
don't think any of us were particularly embarrassed by what had just
happened; yet at the same time, I'm not sure we knew what to say or even if
anything should be said.
	Dressed, we left the shower house and went inside the house. Inside
the kitchen, Dad told us to take a seat at the table.
	"Before we eat, there's something I want to say."
	We took a seat and waited.
	Dad looked around the room, and for a minute remained quiet. It was
easy to see that he had something on his mind and wanted to make sure what
he said came out the way he intended for it to.
	Finally he spoke. "There's something I need to say, and I hope no
one is offended by my words."
	Again, he looked around the table at us. "Okay, there's only one
way to say this, so here goes. Taylor, first of all, I want to welcome you
not only as a new member of our work team, but a family member as well. I
realize we've only known you for a day, but something tells me you're going
to fit right in here, even as an important part of our family."
	A flush went across the boy's face, but he quickly
recovered. "Thank you, sir."
	"Now, here comes the difficult part. Taylor, as you are aware of,
we have a very open relationship in this family with each other. We've been
honest with you from the very first about that. Because of the kind of
relationship we share with each other, we are very careful how we conduct
ourselves. As you saw in the shower house just now, Dennis and I fucked
each other raw. That's the way we like it. Because of that, we keep our
sexual activities between us.
	"Now, to move on, I'd like to simply add this: if you would like to
join any of our `activities' as we call them, you are welcomed to do
so. However, you must always be honest with us. I'm not going to tell you
not to have sex with someone outside of our circle; however, I am going to
insist that you always make sure to play safe. You understand what I'm
trying to say, Son?"
	"Yes sir, I do. And I can assure you, at this moment, as the saying
goes, I am completely safe and clean. In fact, to be honest with you, I
have never fucked nor been fucked. There were a couple of guys in high
school who let me suck their cocks, and the three of us jacked off all the
time together. You have my word, Dave, nothing else took place."
	"That's good, Taylor. You see, we feel we have a really good thing
going here, and we don't want to ruin it for any one."
	"I understand."
	Dad stood to his feet. "Good, I think this concludes all I have to
say on this matter. Unless anyone has a question," he ended.
	It seemed no one did.
	Dad looked at Brandon and said, "Why don't you take Taylor up
stairs and show him the lay of the land, so to speak. I'm sure he got just
a peak of the house when you took him up stairs this morning to show him
the room.
	After the two left the room, Dennis and I both looked at Dad and
gave him a grin.
	"What?" he asked innocently.
	"Did you think they needed some time alone?" Dennis asked.
	"Well, after all, I laid some pretty deep shit on the table just
now. I want to give Brandon time to convince Taylor we're not off the deep
end around here, that's all."
	"Maybe the two of them would like to sleep together tonight,"
Dennis remarked.
	"I think it's a bit early," Dad pointed out. He looked at me. "And
don't get bent out of shape, Steve. Your son is always going to be tied to
you. I've come to believe over the years that a bond that's created by the
kind of love a father and son share, nothing can break it. And I do mean
nothing. I certainly know my feeling for you will never go away."
	"I agree," Dennis said. "It's true, I never had a son of my own,
but, honestly, Steve, I couldn't love you any more if you were my own
son. I feel the two of us have an unbreakable bond that binds us together."
	I went to my uncle and taking his hand, guided him over to where my
father stood. I gave them each a kiss on the mouth.
	"I hope the two of you realize just how much I love you."
	"Oh, we do, Kid; we do."
	"Your uncle's right, Kid, and we always will."
	Hearing both Dad and my uncle's words made me feel safe and loved,
and very contented.  Earlier in the day I had been afraid our lives might
be changing, but now, I had no doubt that, yeah, while some things might
change, the important things never would.



End Part 34

Mark Stevens