Date: Tue, 12 Mar 2013 18:02:07 -0700 (PDT) From: Jerlar Subject: New Shower 46 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. I appreciate you, and I know Nifty appreciates your support! Mark Stevens New Shower 46 Steve When I woke up the next morning I found myself alone in bed. I rolled over to look at the alarm clock and discovered it was only five o'clock. I lay back down a moment trying to force my brain to wake up. Dennis and my dad were already up. I crawled out of bed and hurried into the bathroom for an early morning shower. It promised to be a busy day, and I was going to need all the help I could get. I adjusted the water and stepped under the hot spray. "Oh, yeah," I said as the steam began to swallow me up. I scrubbed my body hard. For some reason it was covered with dried cum, and it took a lot of washing to remove it from my body hair. I finally felt clean and quickly reached for a towel. I dried my body and dressed rather quickly. I was anxious to get down stairs and see what the older two men in my life were up to. I came into the kitchen and was greeted with the wonderful aroma of coffee. Dad and Dennis were dressed for the day, already enjoying their first cup of. "I take it you two are just a bit excited about our first day of business," I said. I gave them each a kiss. "I'll have you know it was your old man's fault. I was enjoying a nice dream, and he woke me up." "I know exactly what your dream was about," Dad said giving his brother in law a wide grin. "I saw that massive thing pointing out from your body." "Hey, that's an every morning occurrence," Dennis declared. "If you had stayed in bed I would have brought you into my dream." Filling a cup for myself, I sat down beside my uncle and gave his shoulder a punch. "You were just dreaming about some hot thing you might happen to see this weekend in one of the hot tubs." "Ah, my secret's out. Sorry, Dave, but the dream wasn't about you." "So, is everything going to be in place by noon?" I asked. "I think so," Dad answered. "I'm going to help your dad at the office," Dennis said. I looked over at my father and asked, "What do you need me to do, Dad?" "Depending on how quickly the campers arrive, I thought it would be good for you to work with Brandon and Taylor. I'd like for them to show the campers where the facilities are, and it would probably be a good thing to have an adult sort of supervise them." "They probably think they are adults, same as us," Dennis pointed out. "And to a point, they are," Dad agreed. "Still, until we good a good stand on things, I think it would be wise to handle it this way. You agree, Steve?" I took a sip of coffee. "Probably would be for the best," I said. A few minutes later I drained my cup and asked, "Do I need to get the other two up?" "Let's have our breakfast first," Dad said. "We'll let them sleep a bit longer." Dad may have been excited about our first day of business, but it didn't affect his appetite. He fried a pan of bacon and scrambled eggs while Dennis and I worked on the toast. Over our meal we discussed what possibilities the day might bring us, as well as expressing hope that the business would take off rather quickly. "We have a hell of a lot invested in this venture," Dad reminded. "Time, as well as money," he added. When the meal was finished, I went up stairs to wake the younger two. "Rise and shine," I said hurrying into the bedroom where they were sleeping. I reached for the cover and gave it a yank. It flew off their bodies, allowing me to see them both in their naked glory. I sniffed the air and smelled the scent of old cum. It appeared that my dad, uncle, and I were not the only ones to enjoy the pleasures of hot sex. The evidence was everywhere these two had enjoyed the same thing. Both boys had hard cocks sprouting out from their pubic hair. Taking the picture in, I licked my lips. "Shit, if we didn't have a day's work to finish before noon, I'd jump the two of you and leave you senseless. Brandon was closest to me. I reached down and gave his cock a couple of strokes. Then I reached across him and wrapped my fingers around Taylor's thick hairy rod. I also gave him a couple of strokes as well. "Don't stop," Taylor said when I pulled my hand away. "Always the tease, Dad," my son said grinning at me. "As I said, I'd like nothing better than to jump you both. However, even though Grandpa thinks highly of sex, I'm not sure it's on his mind at the moment. So, boys, my suggestion to you are this: As the day progresses, remember the touch my fingers had on your cocks, and know more will come tonight. Now, get your ass out of bed. We've already had breakfast." I walked to the door and stopped. "I can understand if you have to jack off to get some relief. However, I wouldn't advise fucking. At least not this morning," I added. I left the room, closing the door behind me. I could hear skin slapping skin and realized they were both enjoying an early morning jerk off session. The thought made my own dick jump to life beneath my jeans. I gave it a quick rub and hurried back down stairs. Unlike the two younger ones, I was going to have to wait until later to get my relief. <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Dad had a list waiting for me when I returned to the kitchen. He handed it to me. "Just a few things to wind down," he told me. "Well, shit," I said giving him a big grin. "Hey, don't knock it, Kid," my uncle said waving a piece of paper at me. "My list is longer." "If those other two will ever get down here, they can help you," Dad assured his brother in law. We had made several signs to be hung up throughout the campground. There was to be one by each hot tub that declared "NO SEX IN TUB" "You're no fun," I had teased Dad when he mentioned that particular rule to me. "Would you want to crawl into water full of cum; not knowing just whose it might be?" Actually, as far as rules went, we didn't have very many. The one about the hot tub was the main one. Another one Dad was high on simply stated "RESPECT IS DUE EVERYONE" Those were the two that concerned my father the most. A few minor ones were stated on smaller signs. Other than that, the camp was going to be run fairly relaxed, in hopes that the men would have such a good time they would offer their return business. One item on my list was to go into town and withdraw money from the bank for us to use. I finished everything on my list and started for town. I reached the bank and drove up to the window. I was greeted by the clerk. "Good morning. How may I help you?" I returned his smile and gave him our new business account number. I told him how much cash I needed to withdraw. He said, "No problem," and asked for my ID. He counted the cash back to me, and dropped it down into the slide out drawer. "So, tell me, Steve, just where is this campground?" I gave him directions and asked if he was interested in a cabin. I read his name tag. It said "Sandy". "I might be. I can't this weekend. Already have plans made," he added. Dad had made some business cards up, and I had a few with me. I reached for one and handed it to Sandy. "Here you go, Sandy. If you decide to check us out, the number's on here. The campground is still limited on the number of guests we can accommodate; hopefully by next year we'll have it completed." I invited him out to have a look around. "I might just do that. Good luck!" A car had driven up behind me. I put my truck in gear. "Nice chatting with you, Sandy. Be sure and check us out." He seemed interested and said, "I'll do that." I drove back to the campground and pulled my truck up beside the office. I carried the cash inside. Dad was inside the office, the telephone next to his ear. When he finished his conversation, he said, "Well, Steve, we have six more scheduled guests for the weekend. I'm becoming quite handy with putting deposits on credit cards," he bragged. "So, now we have a total of twenty-seven guests?" He nodded and said, "Yep." "Not bad, considering this is the opening weekend. Here's your money." I gave him the bank bag and mentioned the bank teller. "I really think he's interested." "Does he realize that it's a men's only campground?" "By the time I had finished, I'm certain he knows exactly what kind it is." "Good for you." I made the mistake of asking Dad if he had anything for me to do. Very foolish of me! Of course he did! In fact, he kept me busy until the hands on the clock pointed straight up noon. "Well, it's time," Dad said. "I wonder how long we'll have to wait for the first customer." I reminded him that most people had to work the entire day before they could show up. Dennis joined us in the office. "Everything's done," he said. "I did a run through in all of the buildings this morning and checked both tubs. Both of them are in great running order with plenty of warm bubbly water that's just waiting for campers to enjoy." The old saying "a watched pot never boils" is a saying I had heard my mother say many times when I was younger. Waiting for guests to arrive was somewhat the same thing. Even Dad could think of nothing else for us to do, so the three of us remained in the office willing someone, anyone, to drive through the gate. One hour crawled by, followed by another. The second hour dragged even slower. I went to the house and came back with sandwiches. I had just stepped inside the office when a car engine could be heard driving through the gate. Dad's face lit up. "It's about time," he declared. The door opened and two men came inside. "Welcome!" Dad greeted them. They gave their names, and my father made a big display of checking "his list". "I have you down." He had reserved one of the cabins, and he told them which one. Dennis spoke and told them about the things we offered for resale, saying that by next year we would have a full blown store for our guests to shop in. Dad handed the guests their pass and said, "Steve, why don't you show these two their cabin?" I smiled and said I'd be glad to. I jumped into my truck and let them follow me to their cabin. Once there, I pointed out the two hot tubs, as well as the bathhouse. I explained the no clothing rule for the hot tubs and why. "Hopefully you will be okay with that," I ended. "We agree completely," one of them said. "In fact, we have a hot tub as well, and we understand what clothing does to the water and chemicals." The other guest said, "Talking about the hot tub brings up another question. This is an all men's campground, correct?" "That's correct." "So is clothing optional on the grounds as well?" I gave them both a smile and pointed toward the tall fence that went all around the grounds. "See that fence? The reason for its existence is for that very thing. We want our guests to be comfortable in every sense of the word. If walking around in the nude is your thing, then, by all means, go for it." I mentioned the signs that were posted by the hot tubs. "Obviously no sex in the water," I said. "Sorry if that's bad news for you." "Again, we definitely understand." Feeling a bit braver, I added, "However, should you want, you can enjoy a good hand job, long as no liquid gets in the water. And anything else on that order," I ended with a grin. "Hell, this sounds like our kind of place, huh, Sam?" "Definitely," Sam agreed. "I'll leave you two to look around. If you have any questions, please feel free to look someone up. You've already met my dad and uncle. My son and another young man will be working the grounds as well. Their names are Brandon and Taylor." The one called Sam said, "It's Steve, right?" "That's right." "Well, thanks, Steve. I think we're going to enjoy this weekend very much." "I hope that you do. By the way, do you guys live near by? I only ask that because we hope you have such a good time you will return again." They said they lived about an hour away. "That's good. Hope you make this your first of many stays with us." I left them at their cabin and returned to the office. "Well?" It was Dad who greeted me with the question. "I showed them around and explained the rules for the hot tubs. They have no problem refraining from sex in the tub," I added. "Damn, you even mentioned the no sex thing?" I thought my uncle's eyes were going to pop right out of his head. "Relax, Uncle Dennis," I said. "They were cool with it. When I mentioned the "no clothing" rule in the hot tub, they asked about the campgrounds, if the same applied for that as well." "And your answer was?" "I told them the rule of thumb was going to be clothing optional, which was the reason for the tall privacy fence. I also assured them that whatever they were comfortable with was acceptable on the grounds. Am I correct?" I asked turning toward my father. "You are correct. Whatever any of the guests are comfortable with is fine with me." "Does that include us as well?" Dennis asked. "I think at first we should be fully clothed. However, as time moves along, I think it would be all right, especially if some of our same guests keep returning and we come to know them." "What about the hot tubs?" Dad gave my uncle a big grin. "Well, since the rules for the hot tubs are "no clothing", and since the tubs are never closed to our guests, then rest assured, being naked in the water in front of our guests: very acceptable, as far as I'm concerned." My uncle looked at me and asked, "How about it, Kid? Would you like to have a date with me at one of the hot tubs later tonight?" The sound of another engine announced the arrival of a new guest. I quickly gave Dennis a kiss on the mouth. "I'd like that very much." I went outside to greet our latest guest. <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< I hurried inside the office. For a person who was supposed to be on vacation, my ass was dragging. The last reservation had just arrived, and I had taken the couple to their cabin. "Well, guess that's it," I said giving Dad a smile. He was sitting behind the desk with his hand resting on the telephone. He returned my smile. "Not quite," he said. "Evidentially one of our guests was really impressed with the grounds. He told a few of his friends about it, and they will be here in about an hour. How's the bunkhouse looking? The couple in number Five wants to exchange their cabin for the bunkhouse." "Are you serious?" "Very much so," he assured me. "Hell, we'll get more money for the bunk house." Dad was right. We charged for ten guests whether there were ten or not staying in the building. I told him everything was good to go, that they could move immediately to their new location. "You might drive down and give them the information," he suggested. Once again I jumped into my truck and headed down to Cabin Five. I told the two men they could move over to the bunkhouse, that it was ready and waiting for them. "Sorry for the late notice," one said. "Hope it doesn't cause you any problem," the other added. "Not at all," I answered. "Bottom line, we want our guests to enjoy themselves to the fullest. Whatever we can do to make that happen," I assured them. Back at the office I found my uncle and my father discussing office hours. This was one topic we had never discussed when the plans began for the campground. Dad felt this first weekend we should make ourselves a little more available. Dennis had a different take on the matter. He thought since all of us had cell phones that we could close the office and post the numbers where we could be reached. "I like that, Dennis," Dad agreed. "You've given me an idea. First thing Monday I'm going to order three new cell phone lines; one for each of us. I don't think Brandon or Taylor need their own; not just yet, at any rate. I would rather not use our personal cells for business shit." "I think that's a great idea. For this weekend, however, I don't mind posting my number. We can change it next week after we have the new lines." Dad and Dennis headed for the house to clean up and grab a bit to eat, leaving me in the office, "You can handle it, Kid," my uncle said giving me a grin. I ended up working alone for a couple hours. Night had settled on the campground when the two of them returned to the office. "What's with the towels?" I asked. Dennis, who was carrying them folded over his arm, said, "I thought the two of us could go try out the hot tub." "That okay with you?" I asked Dad. He nodded. "By all means, go. I'm going to close the office in about an hour and post a sign with a number to reach us on the door. I'll look you two up." I took one of the towels from Dennis. "I'll need to hit the shower first," I said. "I feel like I'm covered in grit." "Follow me, Kid. I happen to know where a really good shower house is located." "Lead the way; I'm right behind you." "I hope you will be before the night's over." "You two try and behave in front of our guests," Dad warned as we walked out the door. "Let's take my truck," I said. "Or we could walk for a change and check out the grounds," my uncle suggested. "Where will we leave our clothes if we walk?" We surprised Dad by returning to the office. He asked what we were up to. "Going to leave our clothes here and walk down to the showers," Dennis said. In a short time, the two of us were stripped out of our clothes with towels wrapped around our waists. "Now, let's try this again," Dennis said. I followed him outside, adjusting my towel as I walked. "Hope I don't lose this thing," I remarked. "Would it matter? Do you think we're the only two naked men here tonight?" His words made me turn and face the entrance to the park. It was nice to see the tall privacy fence staring back at me. I couldn't see a thing on the other side, which meant that anyone driving up to the gate couldn't see us as well. "Damn, the person who built that fence certainly did a good job," I remarked. "Hell, I knew what I was doing. Let's get going, Kid." We slowly made out way through the middle of the campground, taking the sights in as we walked. Each cabin had a fire pit, and now a few of the guests were enjoying the warmth of a nice fire. Dennis called out a greeting, asking if everything was all right, and they assured him it was. "Remember to enjoy the two hot tubs," he reminded them. "Is that where the two of you are headed now?" one of the men asked. "We are," Dennis answered. "It's been a busy day for us, and we need a little relaxing." We walked down to the bath house and hurried inside. The room was empty, but the smell of fresh showering was in the air. "I'm glad the showers are being used," Dennis said. I dropped my towel and stepped under one of the shower heads. "Are you joining me?" He shook his head. "Not yet," he said. "I agree with your dad. Until we know our guests better, we probably should act professional. Besides, I took a shower earlier when I went to the house." "Well, try and not get a hard on watching me shower." "Just hurry up so we can head over to the hot tub." I scrubbed the day's happenings from my body and shut the water off. Dennis handed me a towel, and I dried my body. "I'm ready," I said wrapping the towel around me once more. Together, we walked from the bath house to the closest hot tub. When we reached the ramp, I led the way with Dennis on my heels. Coming to the enclosed area, the lights although very dim, let us know that one of our guests was enjoying the water. It was Doug, the guy who had delivered our beer shipment. "How are things going for you, Doug?" I greeted with a smile. Doug had a very hairy body, and now, with him soaking in the water, the thick fur that covered his skin was floating in the water. I tried not to eye him too closely as I pulled my towel off and stepped into the tub with him. "Shit, Steve, this is great. What you guys have created here is fucking awesome." Dennis removed his towel and joined us. "Does that mean you will do a repeat visit?" "You can count on it, Man. Sorry, I can't recall your name." "It's Dennis." "You guys related?" "This guy here's my nephew," Dennis said. Doug reached over and shook my uncle's hand. "Nice to meet you both," he said. Doug reached for my hand. "You, too," he added. The three of us sat next to each other on one of the ledges, surrounded by the warm water, making the kind of small talk that men make. "So, the man in the office, how does he fit in the picture?" Doug asked a few moments later. "He's my father," I answered. "I see. And you have a son that works here, too? "I do. His name is Brandon. We have one other person on staff as well. His name is Taylor." "I've seen those two out and about," Doug said. "Seem like nice boys," he added with a smile. Doug gave me a compliment. He told me I didn't look old enough to have a son out of high school. I let him know that I had an early start to fatherhood. As we talked, I began to feel comfortable enough to allow my eyes take in all of Doug. I had noticed the thick growth of hair on his chest as I entered the tub. The water was clear, and the lights on the sides of the hot tub let me take in his lower body. The man had a thick treasure trail that seemed to spread across his entire lover body, leading down to a nice black bush. I felt my cock begin stirring, and tried to force my thoughts in a different direction. I turned from Doug and let my eyes land on my uncle. Evidentially he had been enjoying the view as well, because I could see his cock starting to rise in the water. "This really is a great place," Doug commented again for the third time. "We want our guests to enjoy themselves," Dennis said. I noticed that Doug's eyes wondered down and took in my uncle's rising dick. "I'm sure they will," he said. "That's our intention. The reason my father came up with the idea for this campground was so that men could spend time together just being men; enjoying the things men like." I felt my uncle's eyes on me, and I turned to face him. I could read his face like an open book. I had a full blown hard on now, and I knew that Dennis wanted to wrap his fingers around it. He wasn't' sure if it would be appropriate. I moved over so that my leg touched his. I couldn't resist looking down between Doug's legs. His cock had filled to its thick capacity and was standing out in the water surrounded by thick black hair. "The sign does say no sex in the tub." The words came out softly from Doug's mouth. Dennis reached down and grasped my dick. He pulled upward, making me realize he wanted my body out of the water and on the side of the tub. I had second thoughts for perhaps five seconds and then quickly pushed my body up and over the side. We had built a deck all the way around the tub, and now I sat on it." When Doug realized something was about to happen between the two of us, he said, "So you two really aren't related to each other?" I leaned around Dennis and said, "We really are. Dennis is my uncle." I waited to see how my words affected our guest. "Are you going to suck him off?" he asked Dennis. "I love tasting his cock." Dennis gave him a grin. "Shit, that's fucking hot. You mind if I watch?" "I was sort of hoping you would." Dennis faced me once more and leaned over to plant a kiss on the head of my cock. I shivered at his touch. Until Taylor had joined our work family, I had only done something like this, first with my father and uncle, and in later years, my son. Taylor was the first person outside of our family to watch me having sex with another man. Doug would be the second. As Dennis began playing with my dick, I couldn't keep my eyes off Doug. I heard the water move as he slowly stood to his feet. Dennis began tugging at my wet pubes with the fingers of one hand, while the other slowly stroked my hard shaft. "Fuck, you guys are hot," Doug groaned. He was sitting on the side with his feet dangling in the water as he spoke. His dick was hard, and he was slowly stroking. While I was enjoying my uncle's touch, I was also taking in the sight across from me. Doug's thick body hair, still very much wet, was plastered to his skin. The thick black bush that crowded around his dick looked luscious. I wondered what it would smell like; if he would have allowed me to bury my nose in those black curls. "It's hot watching you jack off," I called. Our guest began jacking much faster, pulling at his ball sac with each stroke. His movement was really getting to me. Between his view, and my uncle's mouth, I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. God, it felt good getting a blow job in front of another man; an absolute stranger. My furry balls shook, and I was shooting inside Dennis' mouth. I cried out, "God, here I cum!" Dennis began sucking me harder; swallowing each drop I blasted to the back of his throat. "Oh, shit!" My eyes had been closed, and I quickly opened them. Doug's man cream was shooting from his cock, hitting his hairy chest. The cum looked extra white as it ran slowly down his body, leaving a sticky trail behind. I sat on the side of the tub a moment waiting for my heart to slow down and my body to return to earth. Dennis remained between my legs, his chin resting in my bush. Doug remained where he was, still plastered in his cum. Most of it had ran down into his pubes where it stopped, matting the hair against his flesh. I reached down and gave Dennis a kiss on the mouth. "Holy fuck, you guys kiss, too?" I finished the kiss and pulled away. "Among other things," I said giving my uncle a smile. "Why don't we trade places?" "Any time, Kid." Suddenly Dennis was sitting on the side, and I was back in the water. "Damn, you have a nice cock as well," Doug praised. My uncle grinned. "It runs in the family." He wrapped his fingers around his swollen shaft. "And the Kid here knows exactly what to do with it." I returned the favor and quickly swallowed my uncle's dick. He was thick and a good eight inches long, but I didn't have any trouble taking it all inside my mouth. I sucked in ever inch until my nose was pushed hard into the black wiry hair that grew like a dark forest around it. "Fuck, yeah," Dennis groaned. "Suck me, Kid," he whispered. Doug remained where he was, taking in the sight of me giving my uncle a blow job. Each time Dennis bottomed inside my mouth, I took a deep breath, savoring the man scent his pubes were giving off. He had such a hot smell, and I never grew tired of it. As Dennis fucked my mouth, I dropped a hand between his legs. My index finger slowly snaked its way to the hairy opening of his hole. It was still wet from being in the water and had no trouble accepting the probe my finger was giving. "Now, that's hot," Doug moaned. "Fuck him with your finger." The faster I sucked on Dennis, the deeper my finger went. Soon my uncle was making loud noises caused by my touch. The entire campground had to have heard his moans. A short time later I felt his body tense up. I knew he was ready to fill me with his cum. He pounded my mouth harder, and I attacked his hairy hole like a mad man. His cock gave a shudder. The muscles in his ass clinched down around my finger as he erupted the first rope of cum in my mouth. I suddenly had an idea. I caught each drop he sent me and held on to it. When he was through shooting, I remained where I was for a moment, his dick still planted inside my mouth. Then I slowly rose up, and standing all the way to my feet, I gently pulled him toward me. When I kissed Dennis, he knew exactly what I was going to do. I slowly fed his own cum back to him, allowing him to taste it before swallowing the sweet nectar. "My God, you two are hot." Still between my uncle's legs, I turned and faced our guest. "So, tell me, Doug, you think you might like our campground well enough to return?" "No fucking doubt about it, Man. You think I might be able to purchase a season pass?" Behind me, Dennis said, "We might work something out." "Count me in, then." We remained where we were for a few moments longer. Finally Doug said, "I guess I had better hit the showers. I'd like to return here, and something tells me that cum's not allowed in the tub." "There's a shower house close by," I reminded. Dennis and I, on the other hand, had cleaned ourselves up, so we gladly went back into the water. As we sat there enjoying each other's company, along with the still of the night, Dennis latched onto my dick with one of his hands. "Goddamn, Kid, I didn't think you'd be soft this soon." "I'm resting up for something more." Dennis gave me a grin. "Know what, Kid? Something tells me that after Doug is finished with his shower we'll have more business at the hot tubs; especially this one if we stay here." I laughed and gave him a kiss. "I think you are right on the money." End 46 Mark Stevens