Date: Sun, 25 Nov 2018 20:03:06 -0500 From: Yellow Stang Subject: Tom the Fireman part 58 Tom the Fireman Part 58 Nifty is kind of enough to host/publish this and other stories, let's show your appreciation by donating to help defray costs, they need your donations, so they can continue to host other stories for your enjoyment. Go to: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. Zach, thanks once again for your much-appreciated help, and making the story better! Your skill is very much appreciated. Note: The story contains unprotected sex, I'm not an advocate for unprotected sex, but excluded from story for your reading enjoyment. Steven was awakened with pressure on his chest, opening his eyes, he saw Tom with his throbbing cock in his hand, inching up to his face. Feeling trapped, Steven watched as Tom pulled Steven's face to his balls. Without being told, Steven lapped at the smooth sack as Tom jacked off over his face. Steven's cock was straining, but with Tom on top of him, he couldn't touch it. Tom held onto the headboard with his other hand, as he looked down, watching Steven's tongue wash his balls. He tilted his head back as he continued to jack, the warm wet mouth slicking up his baby makers. Trapped under his husband's legs, Steven laid on his back subject to being tea-bagged by his husband. His balls were a little funky, causing Steven's cock to throb harder. He ran his tongue over the smooth flesh encased orbs, licking them delicately as he savored the natural flavors on sweaty balls. Steven inhaled the scent deeply; the natural musk was an aphrodisiac as he worked on the sweaty balls in his mouth. Feeling them slightly pull in his mouth as Tom self-pleasured himself. "Yeah, suck them baby!" as Tom spat on his cock, lubing with his spit as his hand slid up and down on the glistening shaft. "Yeah, make them feel good, if you're good, I got a reward for you." Steven moaned with a mouthful of Tom's nut sack, the silky, smooth nut-bag and nuts stimulated his senses, sending waves of lust through his body. Rolling the orb with his tongue, the sight of this man sitting on him, taking his morning pleasure while disregarding Steven's own needs. Tom pushed on Steven's head, getting more of his balls in the suctioning mouth. Tom continued to moan as he wanked over his partner's face. Feeling his cock drying out, Tom spat another wad on this turgid rod, sliding his palm easily down the swollen shaft. Loving the feeling of Steven's mouth on his balls, he felt a slight tug, straightening his body a little more, Tom felt the tension on his nuts, pulling a little too hard, the pop out of Steven's mouth. Quickly lowering himself, Tom placed his balls back in Steven's mouth, "Hun, make them feel good, that's right now, suck on them just right, show me how much you enjoy sucking on my balls. Clean my balls with your tongue, taste my manliness." As Tom continued to jerk on his cock while his free hand held onto the headboard, jostled the headboard into the wall. The noise could be heard through the silent house as their guest were sleeping. Reaching for a pillow next to Steven's head, Tom placed between the banging headboard and the wall, stifling the noise. "Lick my balls, babe, yeah, that's it, get them nice and wet." Tom felt the rising of his nuts, holding onto his cock, pausing his self-pleasure waiting for the tingling to subside. While Steven still sucked on the smooth musky balls, Tom decided to turn around, pulling his ball sack from the pleasuring mouth, he turned around sitting on face. Reaching behind him, as he lowered his ass onto Steven's face, he parted his ass cheeks giving Steven access to his hole. Steven laid there, feeling the ball pull from his mouth, his face soaked with spit. Tom quickly maneuvered, squatting on Steven's face. Tom's ass blocked the light coming through the blinds of the bedroom window. His arms still trapped, Steven stuck his tongue out, aiming for the lowering target, first tasting the tang of Tom's hole, Steven felt his cock twitch. Tom lowered his ass, feeling the talent mouth make direct contact with his ass. Spitting on his hand, Tom continued to stroke as Steven greedily ate his ass. Steven felt the overwhelming ecstasy overwrought his body as he tasted Tom. The fire inside continued to combust with the desire of tongue fucking his lover's ass, that was on his face. Gently applying the suction, he could taste the rosebud as he swirled his tongue around. Feeling the hole loosen against his lips, Steven worked his tongue into the opening, his lips coated with that waxy feeling. Steven tried to free his arms and hands. Tom sensed what Steven wanted, moving so Steven could spread his ass cheeks, working the tongue further into the ass. Tom stroked his cock, as he verbalized how Steven was making him feel. "Tongue fuck that hole, show me how much you like my hole, Oh, boi, work my hole, make my hole sparkle," as he trembled from the pleasure of sitting on Steven's face. Reaching down, Tom felt Steven's throbbing cock, wrapping his hand around the rod. Feeling Steven's hands parting his cheeks further apart, he felt the warm wet tongue lapping delicately away. The saliva was running down from his hole to his taint. Tom continued to stroke his cock as he coached Steven, "Get your tongue in deeper, yeah, make me feel your tongue, that's right babe, you're hitting the spot. Get that ass good and clean, taste my manliness." Steven was twitching as he heard Tom. Working his face deeper into Tom's ass, Steven wanted to work his tongue deep inside. His face soaked with spit as he worked his mouth between the crack. Tom's ass tasted delicious; he worked his tongue inside before starting to suck on those ass lips. His body was on fire, trembling as he feverishly tongue fucked the ass that was presented before him. Tom squatted on Steven's face, jerk furiously, his breathing was labored as he felt his balls rise. Suddenly his knees started shaking, Tom held onto Steven's naked body as he began to quake, Steven's tongue was buried in his ass, when he felt that rush inside of him, as the nerve endings fired out, sending pleasure coursing through his body. With his knees weakening, Tom's ass sat literally on Steven's face, trying to avoid crying out as the felt his body spasm with the first wave of cum, splattering Steven's body, from his cock up the stomach and all over Steven's chest. Tom couldn't control his crying out as the second wave tore through his body, crying out as his cock shot a thick load down the front Steven's body. The third wave coursed through his loins, he trembled again, yelling out "Fuck" into the night. At this time Tom woke everyone in the house, piercing the stillness with his guttural moans and then repeating the word "Fuck" as he unloaded. Tom collapsed onto the bed next to Steven exhausted. Wiping his mouth, Steven reached down to pull his own pud ignoring the guests he yelled out, "Fuck" as he splattered his body with his heavy thick cream emptying his balls. Breathing heavily, Steven was coming down from the sexual bliss, tasting Tom on his lips as he felt the warm cum sprayed all over his body. With his cum coated hand, Steven wiped across his body, smearing the two loads on his smooth skin. The air smelled of manly sex, when Steven rolled over, spooning with Tom. His cum smeared body pressed against Tom's back, gluing them together as they both drifted off to sleep. Steven wakened by the smell of freshly brewed coffee in the morning. He tried to stir Tom, but to no avail. Pulling the covers off, Steven stepped into his sweats before pulling the wife beater over his head. Lifting his arms, Steven sniffed, making a face, as he felt like a glazed donut walking downstairs. To his surprise, Lois and Sean were sitting at the counter; Steven headed toward the kitchen to pump some caffeine into his veins. Pouring himself a cup of coffee, he walked back to the other side of the counter to join his brother and mother. He leaned in to kiss his mother good morning when she warned him she might be coming down with a cold. Steven backed off giving her space, sitting behind Sean. Sean sat with his back to Steven, wearing just sweatpants, Steven reached around to pull on one of Sean's nipples. Lois slapped his hand away, saying, "He's your brother." Steven smiled, "But doesn't he have nice nipples?" Lois looked at him, "I don't know what got into you two," As she picked up her coffee slowly sipping while looking directly at Sean. Steven placed his hands on Sean's shoulders, Sean leaned back against his brother's chest saying, "A massage would feel good. "Trying to shock his mother, Steven wrapped his arms around his brother leaning in for a kiss, Lois just sighed, she learned to keep her mouth shut about their shenanigans a long time ago. Knowing they only do it to get her riled up. Herb was the next to walk into the kitchen, avoiding contact with Steven. He looked up at Sean asking if he ever wore clothes. Sean replied, "I am dressed." Herb rolled his eyes, as he walked into the dining room to drink his coffee alone. Lois excused herself to join her husband at the table, leaving the two boys at the counter. Sean quickly leaned up, kissing Steven on the lips. Lois thought she heard them kiss, but knew better than to find out. She looked at Herb shaking her head. Ephraim was the next to appear, wearing just shorts, his leg visible for the guests. Walking with a slight limp, he wandered into the kitchen to pour himself a cup of coffee. Walking back around to join his husband and brother-in-law, Ephraim wetted his fingers before tweaking Sean's knobs. Steven held him down, as Ephraim applied a little more pressure. Sean tried to make a sound as his parents were sitting right around the corner. Ephraim leaned in, parting his lips as he lightly bit on Sean's nipple. Sean pulled away as he mouthed, "Ouch." The shower was running upstairs, announcing Fred and Wayne were up. Tom pulled on basketball shorts, walked down the steps, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, before running his fingers through the beard. Ephraim quickly reached into Sean's pants to discover he was sans underwear. Sean lightly moaned as Ephraim grabbed his cock and balls, pulling his hand out of Sean's pants, sniffing his hand, before holding it under Steven's nose, inhaling Sean's musky ball smell. Steven looked Ephraim in the eyes, as he wrapped his lips around Ephraim's finger. Sean lowered his head to his hands as he shook his head in disbelief that Steven did that with his parents in the next room. Lois knew the three were up to no good and didn't want to know. She looked outside, before looking up. Seeing Tom standing there, she leaned back into her chair. As Tom was lifting his coffee cup to his lips, Lois asked, "Are your balls clean?" Tom spit his coffee out over the mug, spilling a little as he quickly set it down before he burned himself. Unsure what he heard his curiosity got the best of him; Steven got up from his bar stool at the counter heading into the dining room, when Lois plainly asked a second time, "Are your balls clean?" Steven turned red from embarrassment, knowing why his mother was in a funky mood, she heard Tom last night as Steven was tea-bagging. Sean got up walking into the room, did I hear just what I thought I understood, Lois looked at Sean, " I asked Tom if his balls were clean." Sean couldn't hold a straight face as he turned walking back toward the counter. Tom sat there with his hands on his head, not believing what she just asked. Regaining his composure, Tom looked up from his hands, "Steven did a fine job licking them clean, did you want to inspect your son's handiwork." Lois took Tom up on the dare, nodding `yes.' Tom stood up, Steven's eyes got wide, Tom dropped his pants, holding his cock to his stomach, inviting Lois to look at his low hangers. Looking at Steven, "I think you missed a spot", as she pointed to Tom's left nut. Steven was shocked, got up quickly joining his brother and Ephraim. Tom pulled his pants up, sat back down before taking a sip of his coffee. Herb went to get more coffee; Steven joined him in the kitchen. Steven was standing next to Herb, when Herb nudged him, saying, "Your breath smells like shit." Steven was floored, speechless, realizing they heard everything Tom said last night. Mason walked into the dining area, pulling up his shirt, Lois eyed the pleasure trail from his navel going into his bottoms. She held her tongue as Mason yawned and stretched as he said, "Good morning," commenting on the racket he heard last night. Tom stared out the window, pretending he didn't understand the comment. Bev was the next to cheerfully burst through the back door, wishing everyone a good morning. Sean whispered to Steven, "You stink." Bev asked. "How's everyone's morning?" Tom placed his hands over his face, not knowing what to expect coming from Lois' mouth. Lois looked up at Bev, "I was asking Tom here if his balls were clean." Bev looked at Lois with a quizzical look, without saying - what do you mean; and before looking at Tom, knowing she missed something; Lois continued, "There is more action going on than in a Las Vegas whore house." Looking straight at Mason, Lois pointed at him, "And you, I wake up and come out and see you asleep on the sofa, shorts down around your knees, hands on your tally-wacker. Do you guys ever leave them alone? And, and as I turned around, I noticed the scene selection from some gay perverted DVD, called `Playing with daddy' playing on the TV. What the fuck was he watching - God knows, but do you think I wanted to see men screwing each other when I first got up? What's in the water around here, makes me glad I bought bottled. I went back into the bedroom and told Herb. He told me to stay in bed." Bev gestured with her hands in disgust as she said, "Men are pigs." Looking in Sean direction, "And you banging the headboard into the wall all night, didn't you know we were trying to sleep on the other side of that wall, between that and the profanity that spewed from upstairs, no wonder I'm in an irritable mood. Did you want us to come over and award you a gold medal for stamina, can't you wait till you get home, you're all horndogs, disgusting horndogs. That's what all of you are." Running into the kitchen, Bev poured herself a cup of coffee. Heading toward the counter to join Steven and Sean, Bev put her arm around Steven's neck. "Is that you?" as she made a sour face. "What?" Steven looked at Bev. "You smell to high heaven", as Bev's face recoiled in disgust. Steven lifted his arm, taking another whiff, understanding what Bev meant. Excusing himself, Steven went back upstairs. Lois hollered toward him, "Make sure you sterilize your mouth if you want to be kissing anyone today. Tom let us all know where that mouth has been" as she glared toward Tom. Wanting to change the subject from the mattress jockeys to the wedding, Bev looked at Tom, "Where is it?" Tom just shook his head, not wanting to deal with the album this early in the morning, but he knew Bev would be persistent. Tom heard the running water upstairs, excused himself, as Fred and Wayne joined the remaining group in the dining room. Tom gave them a fair warning as he tilted his head toward Steven's mother, before excusing himself. Seemingly defiant, Lois sat with her arms crossed, looking out the window, as Herb looked down at the table not knowing what to say. When Lois called out to Tom as he walked up the stairs, "and you, blowing my husband thinking it was your husband," as she turned hitting Herb on the arm indicating it was somehow his fault. Sean looked at Fred and Wayne motioning for them to zipper their lips, as he made eyes toward his mother. Fred and Wayne stood in the kitchen as they sipped the morning brew, keeping out of sight of the scorned woman on her warpath. Tom stepped out of his shorts when he got to the top of the stairs. Entering the bedroom, Tom headed for the bathroom, stepping in behind Steven. Feeling Steven's soapy body against him, Tom pulled him in for a good morning kiss. The two passionately kissed, as Tom reached downward wrapping his fist around Steven's erection. With his soapy hand, he slowly stroked the stiff rod as he continued to kiss, the water cascading down their naked bodies. Tom dropped to his knees, using his hand to wash the soap off Steven's cock, Tom knelt as he took the turgid tool into his salivating mouth. Steven leaned back in the shower holding on to the side, as he felt Tom's wet warm mouth engulf his pride and joy. Steven moaned as Tom worked his hand and mouth around his pole. Tom twisted his fist around the long shaft as he took the meaty cock down his throat. Tom held the cockhead down his throat as he hummed to take the cock all the way down to the base. Steven's hands gripped the back of Tom's head causing Tom to bob back-and-forth on the ample shaft. Tom's cock was growing between his legs, as he gave his partner head in the warm steamy shower. It was just days ago; he was giving his father-in-law head in the same bath. Moans escaped from Steven's lips as Tom continued to nurse on him. The sensations of Tom's mouth, as well as the warm water, caused his knees to tremble. Steven was in ecstasy, as his guests were waiting downstairs for them. Suddenly Steven was unloading into Tom's mouth; his moans could be heard through the whole house, as his sweet nectar pumped down Tom's throat, swallowing every drop. Steven's knees grew weak, as he slid down the shower partition to the floor, looking up, Tom was standing above his face, he had a front-row view of the balls he washed in his mouth that morning. Grabbing his enraged cock, Tom looked down at Steven's face, as he started to jerk himself off. The taste of Steven still lingered in his mouth, causing his cock pulse while touching himself while looking at Steven. Grabbing the soap, he stroked his cock slowly. Exhausted Steven reached up, rubbing Tom's taint, watching Tom pleasure himself inches from his face. Occasionally spasming, Tom slowed his stroking prolonging his pending orgasm. Whimpering when he was close, Tom would stop, looking down at Steven who was observing the sight before him. Steven wrapped his thumb and index finger around Tom's balls, tugging them tight as Tom continued to perform his little exhibition show of self-love. Reaching for his nipple, Tom worked the nub between his fingers, bent at the knees as he continued to make love to himself. Feeling another surge, Tom stopped just short of cumming, his cock leaking threads of sweet precum, dripping off his cock onto the shower floor. Wiping the end of his cock with his finger, Tom tasted what his cock had to offer, savoring the flavor in his mouth. Once the feeling of cumming subsided, Tom continued his ritual by stepping back so he could feel the pressure on his nuts as he beat his meat. More precum oozed from the piss slit, dancing in the air as it made its way to the shower floor. Wiping the tip of his cock once again, he placed his coated finger to Steven's lips. Feeling the suction on his finger, Tom scooped up some more from the tip of his leaking cock, tasting his sweetness once again. Stepping forward, Tom wiped the tip onto Steven's face; Steven opened his mouth as Tom let the thread drop on the tip of his tongue. Tom stepped back to feel Steven's fingers pull on his balls; his cock was feeling good, as he was building to blast a load on Steven's face. He felt his balls rise again; his breathing labored as knees began to shake. This time Tom couldn't hold back any longer, allowing the sensation of about to cum take command over his body. Bracing himself against the wall, he stepped closer to Steven's face. Fighting his weakening knees, Tom held his scream inside, as he unleashed his torrents of cum onto Steven's upturned face, coating it with thick white creamy goo. His fingers were coated with the thick slime, as the last of the load, dripped from his cockhead, slowly dripping onto Steven's sperm covered face. Steven sat there, feeling the first warm blast hit his face, feeling the thud against his skin, closing his eyes as his face repeatedly received blast with blast after blast of Tom's love juices. Steven could feel the thick load run down the side of his face as he sat there, allow Tom to aim the cock snot at his face. Leaning back against the wall, trying to catch his breath, Tom peered down; his thick load covered Steven's covered face. Reaching down, he smeared his juices over Steven's face and hair. With one eye closed, Steven tried to stand up, leaning over he kissed Tom on the lips, coating Tom's face with his spunk. Reaching up Tom washed the thick cream off Steven's cum covered face, telling Steven to wash his hair. Tom held Steven a little longer as the warm water cascaded down upon them, whispering, "I love you." Tom turned toward the stall entrance, exiting while grabbing a towel to dry off. Running his hand through his beard, he stood in front of the mirror, wiping it clear to look at Steven's naked reflection. When Steven got out of the shower, Tom grabbed his towel, helping Steven dry off his wet body, kissing as Steven tried to dry Tom's furry chest with his bath towel. As Steven walked out of the bathroom, Tom followed behind. Pushing Steven face first on the bed, Tom got behind him, parting his cheeks, taking a few licks of Steven's ass. Steven moaned as he felt the tongue slid over his hole, wanting to experience Tom's log buried deep in there. Feeling still naughty, Tom lightly bit Steven on each cheek before slapping his butt, asking "Do you think we kept them in anticipation long enough?" Steven shook his head as he said, "Lick my ass." Tom lowered his head, running his warm tongue over the freshly washed hole, tasting the faint remnants of funk. As Tom continued to rim Steven, the door opened, Sean entering, "I've been sent up to make sure everything is all right." Sean knelt next to Tom, pushing his head to the side to lean in to taste his brother's hole. Sucking on the hole for about a minute, he slapped his brother's ass, "Let's get going before Lois sends everyone on a search party." As Steven rose from the bed, Sean exited the bedroom leaving the two as he found them, naked. Both searching for a pair of jeans and shirt, quickly dressing, kissing before exiting the bedroom. Tom smiled, "What's up with your mom?" Steven looked him in the eye, "Dad must have cum too quickly last night. I'm sure he'll mention something to me later; like I really want to know." Tom stepped back, "Really?" Steven nodded his head, "Every time mom got this way, he said it was because of his lack of performance." As they both descended the staircase, Bev saw the expression on Steven's face and immediately knew, they had more than just a shower. She looked at Tom's red lips, realizing it was Steven they heard moaning in ecstasy. They all sat there like they didn't hear anything, as Steven went for the wedding album. Lois `humpfed' when he returned with the box. They all assembled around the table, as Steven and Tom sat next to each other. Opening the box, Steven delicately removed the contents, from the surrounding tissue paper. Steven sat there looking at Tom with his hand guarding the cover. Steven was giddy, wanting to show the album that captured the magic of their day. Steven bit his lip, fumbling for the cover, his nervous hands shaking, as he opened the photo album to the first page, announcing their names along with the day. The room went silent as Steven unveiled the first pictures of them near the covered bridge, Bev's eyes were filled with tears of joy, as she saw the two handsome men. Rex captured them exquisitely, Bev held her hand to her chest as she admired the beauty of the photography. The room was speechless, looking at the subjects and the magnificent color that surrounded them. Fred was the first to comment, "Looks like a picture out of a magazine." They all looked on, as Steven turned the next page, the two masculine guys wearing only shorts as they kissed by the bridge. Bev grabbed a tissue; as she started to cry, the beauty was beyond words. The other guests stood there with their mouths opened, admiring the handiwork of Rex. Most never seeing his talent. As they turned the pages, each photo was more astonishing than the previous. Once they got through all the pages, Bev quickly grabbed the album from Steven, paging through it again, with everyone looking on. She picked up the album holding it her breast, leaning over to kiss Steven saying she doesn't think she could ever let it go. Steven tugged at the book in Bev's arms, getting tired of the struggle when Steven reached to tickle her, she reluctantly let it go. Bev felt the queasiness again, she grabbed the dining room chair, and sat down, putting her hands to her face. Steven looked up, asking if she was ok. Bev looked up, "I just can't beat this thing, thought I was feeling better." As she abruptly stood up, causing the guys concern, she made a bee-line to the bathroom. The guys looked at each other, as they tried not to hear in the powder room. When she came out, she looked frazzled, "I never felt this way before." Lois looked up, "You're pregnant." Bev wide eyes, "I can't get pregnant, you know that." Lois just shook her head, "You're pregnant." Bev looked up at Steven with a horrid look in her face. Seeing Steven's facial expression confirmed her sinking feeling, as he quickly looked away, biting his trembling lip, trying to contain the tears. Bev read his mind, knowing he wished it was his. Even with the divorce, she knew this was the most hurtful thing to come between the two. She knew it would put a strain on the two brothers' relationship, even though she wasn't sure if it was Stan's.