Date: Mon, 7 Jan 2013 21:25:07 -0800 (PST) From: Jerlar Subject: New Shower 39 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 39 Brandon Taylor and I walked inside the shower house and discovered Dad just starting his shower. He stepped under the spray and turned around as Taylor shut the door behind us. "Hey, you two," he greeted. "Did you get your Grandpa's things taken into the shed?" "We did." I began stripping my clothes off, as did Taylor. Dad stared at us and didn't say a word. A moment later Taylor and I were naked, and still, Dad's eyes were fixed on us. "Certainly took you two long enough to finish the job," he remarked as we walked for the shower next to him. I grinned. "What can I say? We both wanted the job done right." I turned the water on and told Taylor he could join me. "Saves water, or so I've been told," I added. Just as I was getting ready to step under the spray, Dad's voice stopped me. "Brandon, come here, please." I turned and faced my father. "What's on your mind?" "Just come here. I need to check something out." I walked over as Dad stepped away from the needles. He turned me around. "Bend over," he said." I leaned forward, and I felt a finger work inside my ass. "Just as I thought," he said. He removed his finger. "You've been fucked." "You think? You do remember our little adventure just before lunch, don't you?" "Oh, yeah, definitely; however, the cum I saw leaking from your hole is much fresher than what I put up you earlier. Hell, it's still on the warm side." "And the prize goes to the only dad in the room," I retorted. I saw my father look at Taylor. His face turning red, Taylor said, "I'm sorry if I did something wrong. I know I was still on the clock." I turned around and gave Dad's shoulder a punch. "Stop that. Don't embarrass Taylor." I watched a big smile appear on my father's face. "Relax, Taylor," he said. "You did nothing wrong," he added." I saw Taylor's face loosen up. Dad looked at me. "However, you, Brandon, you are in deep shit." Taken off guard, I said, "What did I do?" "You came in here with more cum in your ass and you didn't even offer to let me fuck you." "You want to add more cum to the deposit?" I looked down and saw Dad's cock standing at full mast. It stood proudly as it peaked through the brown nest of hair that grew around it. I turned around and leaned forward. My cum hole was winking at Dad. "Fuck me, Dad." I felt the tip of his dick slide against my slick entrance. When he entered me, I felt him slide easily through all the cum inside my ass and bury his hairy nut sac between my legs. "Join us," I said to Taylor. "Let me suck your dick while Dad fucks my hole." Even though he had just fucked me not even half an hour ago, Taylor was hard as a rock. His dick was stretching through his thick red cock hair and dripping pre cum. I felt my father put his hands on my ass and pull me into his body; his hairy front was rough against my skin as he began moving back and forth through the two loads of cum already in there. Taylor walked up and stopped in front of my face. His leaking dick was just an inch from my mouth. I reached out and pulled him closer so I could wrap my lips around his thick mushroom head. "Fuck, Brandon, it's so hot fucking your ass and watching you suck Taylor," Dad groaned from behind. "I'll say it is," Taylor whispered. Dad began pounding my ass hard forcing my nose into the middle of Taylor's thick bush. Each time it happened, I breathed in deeply the man smell that covered those red curls. "Taylor, it's so hot to fuck through both your cum and mine," Dad groaned. "I'm going to add more to his ass." "Do it, Steve," Taylor begged. "Fill your son with more of your cum." I felt the dick inside me swell up. I knew Dad was about to shoot his wad. I pushed back hard and gripped his cock even tighter, forcing the muscles in my ass to act like a vice. It knocked him over the edge. "Shit, here it comes!" he cried out. "God, me, too," Taylor echoed loudly. Dad filled my ass, and Taylor fed me his spunk. It was so hot getting it in both places, and suddenly I thought I'd go mad if I didn't cum as well. I reached between my legs and grabbed my dick. I was so fucking hot it only took a few strokes and cum was shooting everywhere. His cock was still buried in my mouth, so the first squirt covered his hairy nut sac. The next went for the floor and the rest flowed down my shaft, landing in my matted cock curls. I stood up, causing Dad to fall out of my slippery ass. He moaned. Then he said, "God that was hot fucking in all that cum." I pulled my slippery cheeks a part. "I am full and running over," I agreed. "Actually you're full and running out," he said giving me a grin. "We better hit the showers," I said. "We left the water running, and you know how much Grandpa hates wasting stuff." Dad reached out and gave me a hug. "God, you're sounding more like that old man every day." I leaned in and kissed him on the mouth. "And you love it, don't you?" He nodded. "I do at that," he agreed. Then he looked at Taylor. "Taylor, I realize you're still new to the family, but I wouldn't mind getting a hug from you. That is, if you feel like giving me one," he added. Taylor walked over to my father. "I can always use a hug, Steve." I watched as the two of them hugged each other tightly. I was even surprised to find my cock thickening up at the sight of their two naked bodies rubbing together. "Welcome to our family, Taylor," Dad said. "We're so glad to have you on the team." "I appreciate that, Steve. It means a lot to me." The three of us managed to finish our shower this time with no interruptions. We had shared raw sex through out the afternoon, and we definitely needed some freshening up. The soap and water had done its job, and we were dressed and getting ready to leave the shower house when Grandpa and Uncle Dennis stepped inside. "You boys behaving?" my uncle asked. "Don't we always?" Dad asked. He gave our uncle a big grin. Grandpa took a deep breath. "Smells a bit like sex in here," he remarked. "Given the history of this room, doesn't it always smell that way?" I asked. "Well, there's a difference between old and new scent," Uncle Dennis pointed out. "It definitely smells like fresh in here now." Dad opened the door. "Guess you'll never know, will you?" He walked outside with Taylor and I right behind him. Once inside the house, Taylor said he needed something from his room. Dad and I stood in the kitchen and watched him disappear up the stairs. I hurried across the room to my father. Lowering my voice, I said, "I did manage to have a talk with Taylor this afternoon. About what you and I discussed," I added. I saw a smile spread across my father's mouth. "Are you telling me the two of you did something other than fuck today?" "Don't be a smart ass. Yes, we did something more than just fuck. He thinks he would like playing with us. However, he does have a few concerns." "Which are?" "He's never been fucked, Dad; he's asked me if I would be the first for him." "Man, I envy you. There's nothing quite like a first time fuck. So tight," he ended. "So, I thought if it were okay with you, I would just sleep in Taylor's bed tonight." "It's okay with me. "Especially if it means I'll get a crack real soon at his ass myself." "I think you will. Actually, he offered to let me fuck him in the shed earlier. I refused." A look of surprise came over Dad's face. "Say what?" I nodded. "That's right, I refused. I want Taylor's first time to be special. And bent over in the shed getting your ass fucked, while hot, it's not something you could label as `special'." Dad leaned over and gave me a kiss. "I love you, Brandon. You are such a special person." "I love you, too, Dad. You made my first time really special, and I just want the same for Taylor." "You really like him, don't you?" Again I nodded. "Yes, I do." I placed my hands on Dad's shoulders. "But I will never feel the same way toward him that I do you. You do realize that, right?" "I do." "Good. Now, suppose the two of us get something going for dinner. After the work out I've had today, both outside as well as in, I'm starved." <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< I was pretty sure Dad filled Grandpa and Uncle Dennis in on my plans. My reasoning came from the fact that just as soon as the evening meal was over and the kitchen cleaned up, the three of them headed for the stairs. Taylor and I were in the living room watching a movie on television as they left the room. "We're going to watch a movie in Grandpa's room," my dad explained. "And give the two of you some space," Uncle Dennis added. When they disappeared from sight, Taylor turned to me and asked, "What's going on?" I shrugged my shoulders. "As they said, just giving us some space, I guess." "Okay, whatever." Saying these words, Taylor returned his attention to the television screen. He was sitting on one end of the couch and me the other. I closer to him so that my body was next to Taylor's. "Are you okay?" I nodded and said, "Better than okay." I reached out and placed a hand on his leg. Taylor jumped. "Are you crazy?" "Relax; it's okay if I touch you." I felt the tightness leave his body. I leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. When we broke away, I asked, "Has anyone ever told you that you were a damned good kisser?" He gave me a smile. "I've been told lots of things, but never that." "Well, you are. I could kiss you all night long." "I'm willing to let you." I took him at his word. I reached out and pulled Taylor close to me, and my lips found his once more. He quickly opened up and allowed my tongue entrance to his mouth. As we continued kissing, I felt Taylor's hands on my back. The longer we kissed, the tighter he pulled me to him. My hands went for his chest. He was wearing a tee shirt. I ran my hands underneath the material where my fingers were met by the beginning growth of chest hair. The little hairs were so fine that I could hardly feel them against my skin. Our lips still pressed together and our tongues chasing each other, I found one of his nipples. It was hard and pointing out from his chest. I gave it a twist; gentle at first, then harder. Taylor let out a moan. My tongue still in his mouth, I ran my fingers down to the waist band of his shorts. I pulled the band out and pushed my hand inside. Immediately I touched his hard cock. I wrapped my hand around his thickness and gave the shaft a stroke or two. Then I let go of his dick and slowly made my way down until hand was resting right in the middle of his hairy bush. I gave the curls a gentle tug, and was rewarded by feeling his dick shake as it pushed back against my skin. I broke our kiss. "Let's go up stairs, Taylor," I suggested. "Get more comfortable," I added. He didn't say a word. Taylor got to his feet and pulled me with him. He fairly ran up the steps pulling me behind him. I followed him down the hall to the door of his bedroom. "You think in here will be more comfortable?" he asked giving me a grin. "Definitely," I groaned. Taylor opened the door and pulled me inside his bedroom. As I stood there, Taylor quietly shut the door to his room. He pulled me back into his arms and we joined together once more, lips to lips, tongue to tongue. We made out for the next little while, and I was so caught up with how things were going to the point I suddenly realized we were both naked and in his bed. Pressed tightly into his body, my hairy front into his chest and belly, I asked, "When did we get naked and in your bed?" "I'm not sure. One moment we were kissing, and the next thing I remember, well, we're here; naked and in my bed, just as you said." "Are you sorry?" "Hell no, I'm not sorry," he declared. My arms on his bare back, I said, "Neither am I." A short time later Taylor said, "Brandon, I want you to fuck me." "Are you certain?" "More than ever," he answered. "Well, okay then. We'll need to get you ready." Taylor looked at me, a puzzled look on his face. "You have to get me ready? What do you mean?" "Taylor, there is no way in hell you can take my cock without me helping you. By that, I mean I'm going to get your ass ready." "Okay. Like I've told you before, I am completely ignorant when it comes to sex; even with a guy, I don't really know what I'm doing." I leaned over and gave him a gentle kiss. "Taylor, this is your first time, and like I said this afternoon: your first time has to be very special. And I'm going to make sure that happens," I added softly. "Thank you." "I want you to lie on your stomach," I said. "I'm going to work with your ass until I feel you are ready to take me." Taylor did as I said. "Shit, I forgot to bring lube," I said. I got off the bed to leave the room. "I have some in here," Taylor said. He opened a drawer in the table beside his bed. He handed a bottle to me. "Good, this will really help us." I quickly poured some out into my hand. "I'm going to exercise your hole and get you relaxed. It will make it easier to push inside you," I explained. I pushed one finger, made slippery by the lube, slowly inside him. At first he clinched his muscles, making it hard to work. Then he relaxed some, and my finger slid the rest of the way in. It didn't take Taylor long to get use to my finger fucking, and I felt him push against me. "Do you like how this feels?" I asked. "It is different. Feels good now," he added. "Good. Just relax and enjoy the feeling my finger is creating." I continued finger fucking him for the next few moments. Then I gave him a warning. "I'm getting ready to add a finger," I said. I slipped the second greased finger inside Taylor, and he accepted it easily. "How do you feel now?" "Good." "You like my fingers up your ass?" "Feels good." "I'm glad." I finger fucked him with two fingers for a longer time. Then I told him I was going to add the third finger. When I did, he cried out, "Shit!" I paused and asked, "Are you okay?" "I will be. Keep on," he said. I worked with three fingers in Taylor so long that when I added the fourth one, he never said a word. Finally I said, "You do realize I'm fucking you with four fingers, right?" "It feels good," he said. "How much longer?" "Let's give you a little more time, and then I'll give you the real thing." Quite a bit later his ass felt fairly loose to me. I removed my fingers. "I think you're ready." I pushed more lube up inside Taylor's ass, hoping it would make my entering him a bit easier. Then I coated my cock heavily with the gel. I threw the bottle down and crawled between his legs. I reached for a pillow and said, "Here, raise your body up and put this under you. It will help your first time." With his ass raised up from the bed, I pushed my cock head up against his slicked up hole. I rubbed around his opening allowing my pre cum to coat his entrance. "Taylor, I'm going to tease your hole with my cock head for a moment. Just try and relax, okay?" "I'm trying." "You're going to do fine," I said trying to reassure him. I pushed the tip inside and stopped. Are you still okay?" Nodding, he didn't answer me. "Okay, I'm going to push inside you a little ways. It helps if you act like you're going to take a dump. Just push down and out," I told him. He did as I said, and the first inch or so went inside him. "Fuck!" "You still okay?" "It's just—different." "You may feel a little uncomfortable the first time," I said. "However, the way your ass feels, I don't think it will take you long to adjust to getting fucked." "I hope you're right." I stopped moving. "We can stop, Taylor. You don't have to do this," I reminded. "I want to." "Okay, then, here goes. Just try and relax your ass. That will help more than anything else you can do." After another short wait, I pushed a little further and slid another inch or so in him. "Oh, God!" "You want me to stop?" "Damn it, just fuck me!" "Your ass is so fucking tight." "You're not telling me anything new." When he sensed my hesitation once again, Taylor said, "Just fuck me!" I pushed as gently as I could against him. For a moment I thought I wasn't going to make it inside. Then all of a sudden his ass opened up, and he sucked me in. I was buried balls deep up his ass. "I'm all the way in, Taylor." With ever inch of my hard cock planted inside Taylor's ass, I leaned down and kissed the back of his neck. "You're doing great, Taylor." "How does my ass feel to you?" "It feels so good it's all I can do not to pound you." After a moment, he said, "Pound me; I can take it. I want to feel you shoot inside me." "Well, I can assure you, as tight as your ass is now, I'll be putting a load of cream inside you fairly quick." "Fuck me, Brandon." I began working my dick back and forth, trying not to hurt Taylor. It didn't take long for him to start raising his body up to meet mine each time I dug deeper into his ass. "Fuck, Taylor, your ass is so fucking tight. I'm about to shoot off." "Fill me with your spunk, Brandon." My dick gave a shudder inside his ass, and I sent the first wave of cream through his tunnel. I cried out, "Oh shit!" After filling Taylor's ass, I allowed my body to rest, my stomach against his back. Holding him, I kissed his back. "You were awesome," I told him. "So were you." He spoke the words softly. A few moments later I rolled off him. Lying beside him, I asked, "So, how was your first time?" "As you said it would be; very special." "As it should be," I whispered. I was on my back. Taylor turned over and faced me. "It was both awesome and special at the same time." "I'm glad." I looked down at him. His cock looked as if it were stretched to the limit. "You need some relief," I said. "Fuck me with that hard thing between your legs." "Are you sure?" I spread my legs and said, "Very sure. Grab the lube and go for it." I watched as Taylor lubed his cock up. When he started to grease my hole, I assured him I was fine without it. "Trust me, I'm loose enough you won't have a bit of trouble crawling inside." And he didn't. I watched him get between my legs and felt the tip of his cock touching my hole. "Push it in," I begged. Taylor slid inside me without a bit of trouble. I felt his red bush against my ball sac as he began moving in and out of my wet hole. "Oh, fuck, your dick feels good," I groaned. He muttered something and continued abusing my hairy hole. Each time he pushed into my prostate I could feel his wiry bush scratching my skin. "I love feeling those thick red pubes tickling me," I whispered. "Your ass is good," he moaned. "Come on; fill me with your load, Taylor." Taylor started pounding my ass like crazy. I raised my hips up to meet each one of his thrusts. It didn't take him long to cum. His cock seemed to grow even thicker while fucking me. The next thing I felt was his thick creamy load covering the walls of my ass. I cried out, "God yes!" When Taylor had finished shooting inside me, I pulled him down and kissed his mouth. I told him, "Not only are you a good kisser, but you are one hell of an awesome fucker." Smiling at me, he said, "I must admit, it feels much better to fuck you in this position than just from behind." "You do go deeper this way," I said. "I think I would like to try it this way next time." "You might want to wait a while. Just until your ass is broken in," I added. "Hey, you're the teacher," Taylor said and kissed me once more. End 39 Mark Stevens