Date: Fri, 14 Jun 2013 19:10:03 -0700 (PDT) From: Jerlar Subject: New Shower 52 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 52 Dave As we took our seats at the kitchen table, I said, "I'd like to discuss something with you guys over our food. An idea I've come up with," I added as I passed the platter of meat around. "We're all ears," Dennis grinned. "What's on your mind, Bro?" "If this is a family matter perhaps I should step outside until you're finished," Sandy remarked. His face flushed a deep red. "Nonsense, Sandy!" I objected loudly. "I thought we made it plain; you are family." "That's right, Kid, you are," Dennis echoed my words." Steve smiled and said, "Sandy, if Dennis refers to you as `Kid' that seals the deal. You definitely are part of the family." My brother in law turned to my son and asked, "Do you mind if I call Sandy that name as well?" "No problem for me," Steve assured his uncle. I cleared my throat. "Okay, now that we have it settled about Sandy being family, may I continue?" All three turned their eyes on me and waited. "I know we have the privacy fence at the campground entrance, but I've been thinking we need a bit more privacy." I stopped for a moment, letting my words soak in. Dennis was the first to speak. He said, "Explain." I looked around the table. "Well, for instance, on a night such as this, we should be able to enjoy a great deal of outdoor freedom. The way our family likes doing things," I continued. "I'm thinking we need a privacy fence to surround the shower house, including the yard." A big grin suddenly appeared on Dennis' face. He said, "I'm beginning to see the light. You want us to be able to spend family time out in the open, yet away from the campground. Is that correct?" I nodded. "It is." "When do we begin building?" Steve asked. "I'm going to do some measuring first thing in the morning and take it to the lumber yard. I'm thinking if all of us spend any extra time we can spare, we should have it finished in a week; perhaps two at the most." "I like that idea," Dennis remarked. "Hell, you know how much I love being naked. Even more so out in the open spaces," he added. I turned to Sandy. "What are your thoughts, Sandy?" The young man's face turned red for the second time during our evening meal. "It's whatever you guys want," he said. My brother in law forced a frown on his face. "Kid, what's it going to take to convince you? You are family." I took the conversation back, saying, "I want all of you to be thinking what it would take to make this the perfect place to enjoy good food and lots of good fun. For now, let's finish our meal. I'm sure we all want the dessert that will come afterward." Dennis looked at Sandy and said, "I'm only going to say this one more time, Kid. You are family, and if I hear another word out of you otherwise, I am going to personally beat the shit out of you. Am I clear?" Although not quite as red as before, Sandy's face flushed for the third time. He said, "You have my word, Uncle." "That's the words I want to hear." We finished our meal, and a short time later the dishes were clean and the kitchen was back in order. I turned and grinned at the others. "Let's have that dessert," I said. In seconds we were all naked. I looked at Sandy and asked, "You okay with this, Son?" I wanted to make sure he was comfortable with what was about to take place. After all, it would be the first time for him to share a part of all of us. Sandy reached down and wrapped his fingers around his dick. He was already hard. I watched him give it a couple tugs and pull at his ball sac with his other hand. "You tell me," he said, a wide grin appearing on his face. "Am I okay?" I felt my mouth become dry. I licked my lips and said, "I think you're ready to play." Sandy was a hot looking young man. It was no wonder my son had been so attracted to the guy. Although he had hardly any hair on his chest, Sandy had a blond treasure trail that began below his navel and trailed downward. The further it went, the thicker and wider it became. When it reached the top of his bush hair, the growth became even thicker and quite a bit darker. Sandy was definitely dark blond in the crotch area. His dick was mouth watering. It had to be a good seven inches and was very thick. I had a mental note of it traveling up my ass, and I was instantly hard. My son gave me a grin. "I take it you like what you see, Dad." I licked my lips once more. "Hell yeah, I like." Steve walked over and kissed me on the mouth. Then he told me to go to Sandy. Steve stood next to his uncle. "I want to see the two of you together." "You have any preference what we should do?" I asked. "Just enjoy yourselves. And let us watch," he added. I looked Sandy straight in the eye. "Are you willing?" He gave a nod. "I am," he answered. I pulled the man to me and brought my lips to his. I kissed him easy at first, sort of "checking out the territory", if you will. He returned my kiss, and soon the two of us were consumed with passion. I dropped to my knees bringing my face crotch level. It was such a hot sight before me. My eyes traveled all over Sandy's body, always returning to the hairy front before my face. Sandy had such a hairy crotch, covered with thick dark blond hair. It left his crotch and continued crawling downward where it covered his sac. I lightly touched my hand against the sac enjoying the feel of the tiny blond curls tickling my flesh. Sandy groaned and a shiver went through his body. "Are you all right, Son?" I asked. "Fuck, yeah," he whispered. "Good, cause that's exactly what I want you to do. Fuck me," I added softly. I watched as Sandy looked at me and then over at Steve. "Is that all right with you, Steve?" he asked. My son ran his tongue across his lips. "Hell, yes, it's okay with me." We were in the living room. I reached into the drawer of one of the tables beside the couch and brought out a bottle of lube. I squeezed some out and worked it up my hairy ass. I could feel the growth of hair mat down against my skin as I made myself ready for Sandy's entrance. I squeezed more out and covered Sandy's dick with the gel. By the time I was finished, I had his cock sparkling. Some had fallen into the outer edge of his bush, causing the thick hair to plaster itself against the man's flesh. I threw the bottle to my son. I leaned over the couch and pulled my ass cheeks away from each other. "Fuck my ass, Sandy," I ordered. The young man stood behind me. I could feel his hands on my cheeks. He pushed the head of his dick into my crack and went searching for my hole. When he found it, I felt him hesitate for only a second. Then he plunged. He was all the way in. I could feel his crotch curls scratch my body. "Fuck," I groaned. "I feel your bush next to me, Sandy." Sandy's hands left my ass and went around my body. One hand wrapped its fingers around my hard shaft while the other began pulling at my crotch hair. "You like playing in my hair, don't you, Son?" He became even more excited by my words; which had been my intention all along. "Fuck, yeah, I love your hair." His hand left my dick and crawled up into my chest hair. "There's so fucking much of it," he groaned. "You can play with it any time you like," I assured him. I couldn't keep the desire out of my voice. "God, it's hot watching the two of you fuck," Steve moaned. "I want to fuck you, Kid," Dennis groaned. "Let me fuck you while you're dad's getting fucked," he added. "That's hot," Sandy whispered from behind me. "You like that idea, don't you Sandy?" I asked. "Your cock just got harder." For an answer, Sandy just groaned and began pounding my ass harder. He removed his hands from my front and placed them on my ass. He pulled me closer to him, driving his dick hard against my prostate. "You keep fucking me the way you are, Sandy, and I'm going to be shooting off like a roman candle on the Fourth of July," I warned. Beside me I heard my son groan as his uncle entered him. "Fuck, Dennis. I never grow tired of your cock," he said. "I never grow tired of fucking your hot ass, Steve." "Feeling that black bush never fails to get me going." "You love my fur, don't you, Kid?" "They both love it," I cried. I felt Sandy explode inside me. His hot spunk covered my insides like a coat of paint did a room. I pushed back into him hard, pushing his dick back through its river of cum. "Fuck, Sandy," was all the words I spoke. "God, your ass is good," he whispered. With a cock still buried inside me, I turned my body enough to allow me to place a hand on my son's leg. He shook each time Dennis slammed him. My son's dick was leaking pre cum like crazy. I stretched enough so I could grasp it with my fingers. I gave him a quick tug. "Appears you need some relief," I said. "When you're uncle's done with you, why don't you park that thing deep inside my garage. Thanks to Sandy, you will have an easy entrance." "Fuck me hard, Dennis," Steve groaned. He pushed hard into his uncle's body. "Damn your crotch hair feels good." I soon realized that Sandy was still hard, his cock buried inside my ass. "Shit, you're still hard, Son." For an answer, Sandy shoved hard into me. With the beating he had given me, along with the sight of my son getting plowed by his uncle, I was thrown over the edge. I felt my cock give a leap, and the first intense wave of orgasm course through my body. I quickly brought my hand up in order to catch the cum. "Fuck, Sandy!" I cried out. "Shit, Kid, I'm going to cum," Dennis warned. Steve cried out, "Yeah, give me your load." I watched as my brother in law continued slamming my son's ass. It was a hot sight to watch. Afterward Dennis laid with his chest against Steve's back, the two remaining connected. Finally he pulled out bringing some of his cum with him. "Fuck your dad, Kid," Dennis ordered. Sandy quickly withdrew from me, and I suddenly felt empty. His dick was still hard. "Hey, Kid, I have a place for that thing," Dennis called to him. I watched as Sandy and Steve traded places. My son was standing behind with his body pushed next to mine. I could feel the stickiness of his flesh brought about by hot man sex. I turned and faced him. "Let's apply this," I said reaching for Steve's hard dick." I still had my cum in the palm of my hand. I wrapped it around my son's shaft and coated it heavily with my spunk. "I want you to mix my cum with both you and Sandy's," I groaned. "Fucking hot," Dennis moaned. Sandy was standing behind Dennis. I watched as he pulled the man back against him. "May I fuck you?" he asked. Dennis wiggled his ass and said, "Kid, you never have to ask that question of me. I am always ready for a good fucking." Steve pulled my cheeks a part and said, "Dad, bear down like you're going to take a shit. I want to see you force some of Sandy's cum out," he added. I did as he asked. I bore down hard, and I felt a bubble shoot out my hole. "Oh, yeah," my son groaned. "So much cum inside you," he added. "Add your load to it," I ordered. Steve didn't hesitate. He pushed in with one shove and crawled through Sandy's load. I felt his body shudder. "God, Sandy, how much fuck juice did you leave in Dad?" he asked. "Just the usual load, I would think," Sandy answered between thrusts. Steve reached around and placed his hands in my chest hair. Using my body as leverage, he began driving his dick, attacking my wet hole as if he hadn't fucked in years. He began slamming me so hard I could hear the cum inside me make slurping sounds each time he drove his hairy rod home. "Look at those two fuck," Dennis said to Sandy. "Isn't that hot watching all that hair?" "Fuck, yeah," Sandy moaned. "It's just as hot feeling all that hair around your dick rub against me," Dennis groaned. Behind me Steve suddenly cried out, "I'm about to shoot, Dad!" "Hell, yes, fill me with your load, Son!" I slammed my body into his, causing my son's dick to push against my prostate. Although it didn't make me cum this time, it definitely made me hard and ready for a tight ass. Steve's dick gave a shudder and he added his load to Sandy's. Even before Steve pulled out, I felt cum beginning to run down my leg. I stood up, forcing him out of my ass. "I need to cum, Son," I said. "Let me have your ass." Steve gave me a wide grin. "Dennis shot enough cum up me earlier. You won't need any lube," he said. We quickly traded places and I pushed the head of my dick against his slippery entrance. My dick was better than seven inches, and I drove ever inch I had into my son. My bush was pressed hard into my son's body. There was no open space between us. "I feel your pubes, Dad," he whispered. "Fuck me," he begged. I may have been the oldest man in the room, and while it was true I had shot a load a short time before, it didn't take me long to shoot another load; this time up my son's ass. The feeling Sandy's cum gave my dick was enough to push me over the edge. I could hardly believe how quickly I was going to cum. "I'm about there, Steve," I warned. "Do it, Dad," he begged. "Fill me with your hot cream." When I felt the first wave of my orgasm make its way through my body, I thought I might pass out. Whether it was because I had shot a load earlier or it was just an intense one, I had no idea. For a brief time I could see nothing but stars as they exploded in my head the same time my dick shot inside my son's ass. God, what a feeling! After I came down off my high, my body returning back to earth and I could see the people in the room beside me, I heard Dennis cry out. "Going to shoot, Kid," he said. "Yeah, fill me with your spunk, Dennis." "Oh, shit!" Dennis said the words, and I knew he had just shot off in Sandy's ass. A short time later the four of us were standing beside each other. I looked over at Sandy and smiled. "Do you still have any doubt about being part of our family?" I asked. The young man smiled tenderly, first at me and then at the others. "None whatsoever," he said. <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Brandon "Hey, Taylor, it's time to close the store and head for the house," I called from behind the counter. "Lock the office door. We'll leave from here." I watched as Taylor shut the office down and made his way into the store. "You think we should avoid the house for a while?" he asked. I gave him a grin. "Hell, no," I answered. "I'm sure nothing's going on there we haven't seen before. Besides, don't you want to partake of the festivities?" "What do you think?" I glanced down at his crotch. "Looks to me like you're ready for something," I said. I pulled the money from the register. "Let's get out of here." I turned the "open" sign off, shut the lights out and stepped outside. I locked the door, and the two of us headed for the house. We had already had our evening meal, thanks to Dennis. He had brought steak and baked potato earlier for our meal. He had called it "Payment for services rendered". The services being that we worked while the "grown ups" ate and played. Taylor turned to me and asked, "So tell me, what you think is going on in the house?" I shrugged my shoulders. "Who the hell knows? I'm sure there's been some fucking. I wouldn't expect anything less, given who is in the house." "Brandon, tell me, what do you think about Sandy?" "What about him?" I asked somewhat confused. "Do you think he really cares for your dad? Or is it just sex between the two of them?" I took a moment to think over Taylor's question. Then I said, "I'm not certain it's love they share. I do think they care for each other." I gave my shoulders another shrug. "I repeat: who the hell knows?" Taylor looked at me closely. "Are you okay with the two of them?" "Am I okay with them fucking? Is that your question?" "I guess so." I was slow to answer him. "I don't think there's much difference between them and the two of us. We care for each other. I'm pretty sure we love each other. I know for a fact that I love you. Still, I love my father, and I love spending time with him. Sexually, I mean. Same goes for Grandpa and Uncle Dennis." "This is one damned lucky family," Taylor decided. "Why do you say that?" "Because of the special relationship you share with each other." I leaned over and gave Taylor a kiss on the mouth. "You do know where you fit in all of this, don't you?" "I know I'm very lucky to be considered a part of the family," he said slowly. "And we're just as lucky to have you as well. As for Sandy, I'm glad he and my dad found each other. I'm equally as glad that Sandy understands the close bond and relationship we all share with each other. It doesn't seem to be a problem for him." "As I said, we're very lucky to have each other," Taylor ended. I reached out and held Taylor's hand in my own. "Damn lucky," I agreed. We were on the porch by this time, and I reached to open the kitchen door. As the two of us stepped inside, and I closed the door behind me, I took a deep breath. "Yep, sex has definitely taken place behind these walls." We walked into the living room where we discovered Dad, Grandpa, Dennis and Sandy sitting around the room. All four of them were naked and signs of recent sex covered their bodies. "Is it safe to come in here?" I asked with a grin. "More than," Grandpa answered, a smile forming on his lips. "The only condition is this: No one is allowed behind these walls with clothes on," Dennis pointed out. "Hey, no problem for me," Taylor assured him. I watched as he quickly shed his clothes, starting with his shirt. He gave it a toss over his head, quickly followed by removing his shoes and shorts. The guy was naked only seconds after walking into the room. "Does this meet all of the requirements?" he asked. He put his hands on his hips and swung his body from side to side. He wasn't completely hard yet, so the movement caused his dick to move from one side of his thick red bush to the other. I watched as my uncle jumped to his feet. He walked over and dropped to his knees in front of Taylor. "It'll do for starters," he said. He took Taylor's dick between his fingers and placed it next to his lips. He quickly swallowed it all, burying his nose in the middle of the thick red pubes that grew around it. I heard Taylor moan. Dennis pulled off, revealing that Taylor was completely hard by now. "Oh, yeah," he moaned. "Such a beautiful dick," he praised. "And that luscious red hair," he added. He stopped talking and swallowed ever inch of Taylor's hard meat. The dick in my uncle's mouth was much larger than the first time I had seen him in all his naked glory. Taylor had definitely grown since I first met him. At least an inch longer and the red hair around his dick had begun to grow on his chest. The last time I had fucked the guy, I remembered thinking that his ass had become much hairier as well. Red fuzz circled around his hole and grew along both sides of his crack. "Didn't you hear what your uncle said, Brandon?" Dad asked. "He said no clothes," he reminded me. I forced my eyes to leave Taylor and focus on my father. "You're right, Dad. I was sort of distracted for a time," I explained. "I can understand the reason for that," Dad said eyeing Taylor's body. "Still, shuck those damned clothes, son!" I pulled my shoes off along with my socks and reached for my shirt. I gave it a toss and pulled my shorts down, giving them a swift kick to the side of the room. I was naked, standing in all of my glory. And hardness, I decided as I felt my dick crawl through my bush hair until it was standing out from my body. "That's much better," Dad said coming over to where I was. Dad fell to the floor on his knees and took my dick between his lips. Grandpa got up from his chair and came over to stand behind me. I felt his hard dick slide between my ass crack. "Shit, Grandpa, I want your cock inside me," I groaned. "You're going to get it, boy," he said. "Ever fucking inch of it," he added. While Dad worked on my dick, I felt my grandfather slide inside my hole. Grandpa's hairy crotch rubbed hard against my flesh as he went balls deep inside my ass. "Damn, you're hard, Gramps," I sighed. "You feel so fucking good." "You feel good as well, Brandon," Grandpa said. "You're ass is so fucking tight tonight." From across the room I heard Taylor say, "Sandy, you want to try my ass out? It's always tight. I think you might enjoy fucking it." While Grandpa pounded my ass, I watched Sandy push Taylor over enough to allow his cock to enter him. Dennis began sucking him harder just as Sandy's dick disappeared from sight. All I could see with my eyes was the blond hair around Sandy's cock rubbing tightly against Taylor's skin. Dad stood behind Sandy and placed a hand on his shoulder. "May I fuck you, Sandy?" he asked. Between thrusts Sandy said, "Hell, yes, you can fuck me." When I saw Sandy's hole swallow my dad's dick, I thought I would lose it right there. My father's dick is really thick, and when I saw Sandy's hole swallow it without one bit of effort, I became so hot that my dick gave a shudder. Suddenly Taylor cried out, "I'm going to cum, Dennis." Dennis sucked him harder, enjoying the tickle Taylor's red pubes gave his nose. Taylor screamed, "I'm cumming! Here's my spunk!" Behind me I heard Grandpa moan. His dick gave a shudder inside my ass, and I felt the first wave of his hot cum spray the walls of my ass. I pushed hard against him, loving the feel of his cock hair rubbing next to me. From across the room Sandy cried out he was filling Taylor's ass with his load. Dad echoed the same warning. Suddenly there was so much sperm being sprayed that the order of it filled the room. So much fuck juice shot off in the same instant. Afterward Grandpa said, "Shit, all I can smell in the room is cum! We need to clean house." "In due time, Dad," my father said to his father. "Why don't you fill the younger two in on the latest plans?" A big smile suddenly appeared on my grandpa's face. He began telling Taylor and me about the plans to fence the yard and shower house in, creating a huge privacy for our family. End Part 52 Mark Stevens