Date: Fri, 30 Nov 2012 02:57:56 -0800 (PST)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mr. Hottie ch 38

Mr. Hottie

By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)
Story Consultant: Drew
Editor and Proofreader: Jere

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from the author.

This is a fictional story ... any similarities to actual people, places,
events or other entities is purely coincidental.  The story involves gay
sex, and was written solely for the reading enjoyment of adults who aren't
offended by the subject matter!  If you are underage, or this type of
material is illegal where you live, please leave now.

***

Chapter 38

"Shaun, I'm finally home," Jeremy announced, closing the apartment door ...
which he had found unlocked ... behind him.  "Why's it so dark in here,
anyway?"

Except for a bluish glow, which came from the loft, none of the apartment
lights were on.  Jeremy fumbled for the small switch on the three-way floor
lamp just inside the door, and twisted it on.

"Hey, Dad!"  With another hardon, Shaun swiveled the computer chair around
and peered through the wrought iron railing of the loft.  "Wow ... it took
you long enough to get home today!  What happened?  Did you break the
camera, and they had to get another one?"

Jeremy chuckled, while mounting the stairs to the loft.  "Not quite that
bad, son.  But after Tim, Devon, and I started talking, we couldn't stop."

"Wow!  So Tim showed up, too?"

"He sure did."  Jeremy reached the top of the stairs, clicked on the
ceiling light, and fell into the extra chair.  He couldn't help but notice
Shaun's erection, but since the teen was often hard when nude, Jeremy
didn't mention it.  "When the janitor chased the three of us out of the
building, Tim offered to take me home; but instead of coming straight here,
we couldn't stop talking, and he just kept on driving."  Shaking his head,
Jeremy laughed.  "It was almost as if we were old friends who hadn't seen
each other in years."

"I think I know what you mean, Dad.  At first, when Zach and I went onto
the ranch that Sunday, I was scared shi ... um, stiff.  Especially when I
saw him come out of the house and start walking toward us.  I figured he
was gonna chase us away, or something.  But as soon as he spoke the first
word to Zach and me, all the fear just disappeared ... if that makes any
sense."

"It makes a LOT of sense, son.  I made a new friend today; that's for
sure!"  Jeremy rolled his chair closer to the computer.  "You know ...
except for the fact that Tim's older now, he's just like Chris described
him in those stories."

"All the guys are, Dad.  I mean, all of them that I've met, anyway."  Shaun
laughed.  "Even Zach."

"Zach for sure!"  Jeremy snickered, remembering the sexy, four-year-old
Lars character's penchant for dropping his shorts.  "Tim invited all of us
out to the ranch any time we want to visit, Shaun.  And I think we ought to
take him up on it, sooner rather than later."

"Cool!  Zach and I have been wanting to go there again, but just haven't
gotten around to it yet."

Jeremy nodded.  "Speaking of Zach, where is he?  I thought maybe I'd find
him here with you."

Shaun laughed.  "He sure WISHES he was here, I bet.  Right after school,
his mom drug him with her to visit some old aunt up in Fort Collins."

"Poor Zach!"

Both father and son laughed, while Jeremy glanced at the computer screen.
He quickly scanned the page Shaun had been reading; it was a VERY sexy
story.  As Jeremy's cock began to swell, he tore his eyes away from the
story and glanced at the clock in the upper righthand corner of the screen.

"Well, I guess I'd better head downstairs and get supper started.  Liam
will be home soon."  Jeremy rolled back from the desk and stood.  "After
you cum, Shaun, be sure to pick up all these Kleenexes."  He nodded at
three, which had been tossed carelessly on the floor, before turning to go.
"And don't leave your clothes laying on the floor when you come downstairs,
either."

"Okay, Dad," Shaun casually replied, while fisting his erection with his
left hand.

Three months earlier, Shaun would have been seriously flustered, if his dad
had mentioned cumming to him.  Of course, back then, Shaun would have never
allowed himself to be seen naked by his father, anyway ... especially not
with a hard dick.  Things had sure changed for the better around the Carter
household!

As Shaun returned to reading, Jeremy took hold of the hand rail and thumped
down the carpeted stairs.  He set about preparing a savory meat loaf, and
slid it into the oven while he cubed a large squash and four potatoes,
diced a small onion, and turned everything onto a baking tray.  After
drizzling some olive oil over the vegetables and sprinkling them with sea
salt, he slid the tray into the oven with the meatloaf.  He was tearing
lettuce into a large bowl, several minutes later, when Liam walked through
the door.

"Hey, Liam!"  After quickly drying his hands on a kitchen towel, Jeremy
held out his arms to his lover.

A big smile crossed Liam's face, as he dropped his backpack on the floor
beside the door.  Seconds later, his arms were tightly wrapped around
Jeremy's hard body.  "Fuck, it's good to be home and in your arms, Jem!"

Their lips met in a tender kiss, while both of their cocks plumped-up some.

"Mmmm ... something smells good enough to eat!" Liam declared, after
breaking the kiss.  Holding his mouth near his lover's ear, he added in a
lower voice, "And I wasn't just talking about whatever you've got in the
oven."  He nibbled on Jeremy's earlobe.

Jeremy chuckled softly.  "You bad boy, you!"  He nodded toward the loft.

"Are both Shaun and Zach here tonight?" Liam asked, nuzzling Jeremy's neck.

As Jeremy began to reply, "Just Shaun," the oven timer beeped.

"Shaun, you need to wrap up whatever you're doing and head downstairs,"
Jeremy said, before giving Liam another squeeze.  "And YOU need to let me
get back to fixing this salad."

"If I have to," Liam sighed.

Both men laughed, while Liam removed his coat.  He hung it in the bedroom
closet; and, as he prepared to return to the kitchen, he heard Shaun
running down the stairs.

Seconds later, carrying a small bundle of clothes, a naked Shaun hustled
down the hall toward the bedrooms.  "Hey, Liam!"

"Hi, Shaun."  Liam chuckled, eyeing Shaun's nudity.  "Is it warm enough for
you in here?"

Shaun laughed, as he dropped his clothes into the dirty clothes basket.
"I'm not complaining!"

Liam wrapped his arm around the dry, smooth skin of Shaun's shoulder ...
hot with his teenage metabolism ... hugged him tight, and shepherded him
back to the kitchen.  Over supper, which everyone enjoyed, Jeremy told Liam
about the invitation to the J bar A, and the three guys decided they ...
along with Zach, if he wanted to come with them ... would drive there over
the weekend.

***

Thursday morning, the alarm woke Shaun from a hot dream.  Sleepily, he
fumbled for the snooze bar; but, instead of going back to sleep after
tapping it, he realized he needed to piss ... really, really bad!

Suddenly, sleep could wait!

In the semidarkness, he urgently threw back the covers and hopped out of
bed.  His erection was tight against his abdomen, throbbing mightily, as he
raced to the bathroom.  From past experiences with morning wood, he knew
he'd have to let go his stream in the bathtub, and he immediately turned on
the shower.  Shaun held his water as long as he could; but, no sooner had
his second foot stepped into the tub, than very light yellow pee jetted
from his slit, hitting him forcefully in the chin.

Fuck!

Because Shaun always tried his best to keep pee from getting on his body ...
he thought it was nasty stuff ... he forced his rock-hard penis away from
his abs.  With his back to the hot spray, he pissed, pissed, and pissed
some more.  His stream arched mightily onto the back wall of the shower,
before mixing with the warm water from the showerhead and swirling down the
drain.  An acrid smell filled the air.  After what seemed like an eternity,
his flow diminished rapidly.  With a satisfying empty feeling deep within,
Shaun watched as the last drops bubbled from his slit.  They flowed down
his stiff shaft, before dripping from his right ball.  As the urine smell
began to subside, he turned around and rubbed out a quick one.  Then he
began to wash his hair.

While he showered, Shaun heard his dad and Liam laughing in the shower next
door.  Damn ... his dad's voice reminded him that this was the day for a
big test in algebra class.  His cock, which had still been hard, suddenly
wilted.  Of course, both Shaun and Zach had studied together after school
on Wednesday.  But tests ... especially big ones ... still bothered him.

Sighing, Shaun turned off the water, stepped from the shower, and quickly
dried himself.  After wiping the steam from the mirror and spraying Axe
under his arms, Shaun combed his fingers through his damp hair.  Satisfied
with how it fell, he examined his face: the dark hair on his upper lip
seemed to be getting thicker.  He guessed he would have to start shaving
soon, though he didn't much like the idea.

Moments later, he was dressed and busy texting Zach about his worries over
the upcoming exam.

A few miles away, Zach was pulling a stocking cap over his thick hair, when
he heard his phone beep, indicating an incoming text message.  He slid it
out of his jeans pocket and flipped it open.

`Hey Zach.  I'm bummed about the fuckin' test in algebra this morning.'

`Yeah.  Me, too.  You oughta get the answers from Mr. C for both of us.'

`Hahaha.'

The boys continued to text each other for a few minutes longer, until Heidi
told Zach he needed to get a move on, or he would miss the bus.  While Zach
never rode the school bus during reasonably good weather, the mornings had
finally become too cold to comfortably ride either his bike or skateboard
to school.  After strapping his skateboard to the back of his school pack ...
to ride home after school ... he slipped on his warm hoodie and shouldered
the pack.

Zach hurried from his bedroom ... with Jake in tow ... and into the
kitchen.  "Mom, Shaun's gonna be spending the night and all day tomorrow."

"Sounds good to me, Zach."  Heidi smiled warmly at her son ... her reason
for living.  "You have a good day."

"Yeah, I'll try, anyways."

Zach, who wasn't usually emotional when it came to his mother, was suddenly
struck by the look of pure love on her smiling face.  At least to Zach, she
was a beautiful woman when she smiled.  Briefly embracing her tightly, he
planted a big smooch on her cheek; he couldn't remember the last time he'd
kissed her.

Surprised, Heidi hugged him back.  "What brought that on?"

Zach laughed.  "I don't know; I guess `cause I love you."  He hugged his
mom a moment longer, before slowly dropping his arms.  "You know you're the
best mom in the whole world, don't you?"

Heidi felt she was probably anything but.

"Zach, you know what you just did?"

He shook his head.

"You just made my day, that's what.  Thanks!"

Reverting to his usual self, Zach sheepishly answered, "Yeah, well ... all
of a sudden, it's getting WAY too mushy in here for me.  I gotta be going."
He turned to his dog.  "Come on, Jake."

Still smiling, Heidi watched, as Zach headed toward the back door.

"See you tonight, son."

"Yep."  Zach turned to his mom.  "You have a good day.  Oh ... and I
really meant the stuff I said, and the kiss, and all."

Heidi was beaming, as Zach and Jake hurried out the door, into the gloom of
a cold and gray morning.  Jake waited with Zach for the bus to arrive, and
after seeing his master safely inside, he trotted back in the direction of
the house.

Mr. Carter seemed to be all business that morning.  No sooner had the
second bell rung, than he called the class to order.

"Everybody take your seats and clear your desktops, except for your
pencils.  And NO talking!"

Suddenly, the classroom fell silent.

Jeremy remained seated, as he glanced at the student sitting right in front
of his desk.

"Zach, will you hand out the tests for me?"

"Sure, Mr. C...arter."

Zach faintly smiled, as he slipped out of his desk and took the sheaf of
papers from his teacher's hand.  Carefully counting them out, he handed a
small bundle to each of his fellow students on the front row.  Lastly, he
kept a test for himself; handed the balance to the kid who was in the desk
behind him; and took his seat.

The algebra test was a bitch ... both long and difficult.  None of the
home room students finished early, and most of the class wasn't even able
to complete it.  When the bell rang, and everyone had to turn in their
tests, Zach looked at Shaun and rolled his eyes.  After they had filed out
of the classroom, Zach pulled his boyfriend aside.

"What's your dad trying to do to us, anyways?"  Mr. Carter's hotness was
the last thing on Zach's mind at the moment.

Shaun shrugged his shoulders.  "Don't ask me."

While there wasn't time to dwell on first hour, since they had to hurry to
their next class, as the morning progressed, the boys heard plenty of
grumbling from other freshmen who had Mr. Carter for Algebra I.  By
lunchtime, however, the gray skies had opened, and the teenagers were as
apt to be talking about all the snow as they were the exam.  Fortunately
for everyone, they had a three-day weekend coming up.  With the snowfall,
that made for plenty of opportunity to forget about how they had done on
the test.

Four inches of fluffy white powder blanketed the ground by the time the
bell sounded to signal the end of the school week, and snow was still
falling at a good clip.  Wisely, Shaun and Zach decided to take the bus to
Hygiene, rather than ride their skateboards.  Their's were the first human
tracks ... foot or car tire ... to blemish the new-fallen snowy inches in
the long Andersen driveway.

Even though the powder wasn't great for making snowballs, the boys had a
snowball fight, anyway, as they slowly laughed their way toward the house.
Both of their faces were red, and their smiles seemed to be permanently
etched across them, as Zach mounted the stoop to the front door.  He took a
single, new-looking brass key out of his pocket and inserted it into the
doorknob.

"We'd better take off our snowy shoes and clothes out here," Zach stated,
after unlocking the door and pushing it open.  "You know how Mom is about
keeping a clean house.  She'll have a cow if we track this stuff inside."

Shaun laughed, but quickly slipped off his school pack and pulled his
hoodie over his head, while Zach did the same.  Already chilled to the
bone, Shaun followed Zach's lead, as Zach knocked his shoes against the
doorframe, and most of the snow fell off.  The boys wrapped their clothes
in bundles, wiped off their bare feet on them, and stepped inside.

The house was empty ... even Jake wasn't around ... and Shaun followed
Zach through the living room and kitchen, where he deposited his shoes in a
small wooden crate near the back door.

Shaun laughed, while placing his wet shoes beside Zach's.  "Why didn't we
just come in the back door to begin with?"

"`Cause I've only got a key to the front, you doofus."  Smiling, Zach gave
his boyfriend a noogie, followed by a companionable hug.  Suddenly feeling
horny, he shivered.  "Fuck ... I think we need a hot bath before we do
anything else."  Without waiting for Shaun to reply, Zach headed toward the
bedroom ... where they deposited their clothes and packs ... and then led
Shaun into the bathroom.

While the rest of the house seemed warm, the bathroom, which had been added
to the house in the late 1940s, lacked ductwork and was always chilly.  To
remedy the situation on cold days, Heidi's parents had always used a space
heater.  As far as Zach knew, he and his mom inherited the SAME space
heater, because it appeared to be really old: an ugly, gray metal
contraption ... a little over a foot square and maybe six inches deep
... with rounded corners on the top.  Retrieving it from under the sink,
Zach plugged it in.  He sat it on the toilet seat, aimed in the general
direction of the bathtub, and switched it on.  With an oscillating sound,
the fan buzzed loudly, as a few thick metal coils within began to glow
cherry red.

Meanwhile, Shaun started the water rushing into the deep, old-fashioned
tub.

"How hot should I make it?" he asked.

"As hot as you can, without it burning."  Zach fine-tuned the aim of the
heater, before turning towards his boyfriend.

Shaun swirled his hand in the water.  "How's this?"

"Perfect!" Zach replied, wetting his hand.  "Which end of the tub do you
want?"

"I'll take this one."  Shaun stepped over the lip of the large, cast iron
tub and settled in the shallow water of the foot end.  "Fuck!  This tub is
cold!"

A long string of precum dripped from Zach's limp dick.  But he paid no
attention to it, as he laughed.  "I know ... for a little while, anyways."
He climbed into the bathtub, with his back to the faucet.  Immediately, he
splashed some of the hot water on both his and Shaun's chest.  "I think
this feels fuckin' amazing!"

"Damn!"  Shaun had never experienced any sensation like it, that was for
sure!

The extreme contrast of hot and cold ... caused by the cold metal tub,
chilly air, slight breeze from the fan, their wet, already cold bodies, and
the hot water ... immediately raised goosebumps on their tanned skin.  The
buzz of the heater only added to the overall effect.  Shaun splashed a bit
of water on Zach and himself, as his cock began to throb to attention.
This truly was an experience he would never forget, and one he hoped to
repeat often.

"Man, I've gotta try this at home!" Shaun exclaimed, while sliding down
into the water and sitting up again.  The goosebumps intensified, as the
air blew across his skin.

"Yeah," Zach agreed, his cock fully erect.  In cold weather, even when
bathing by himself, the cold/hot thing always gave him a hardon.

With the tub just over half full, Zach turned off the water, and, for the
next five or ten minutes, the boys played more than washed.  At one point,
Zach turned around, slid his butt between Shaun's spread legs, and rested
his back against his boyfriend's slim chest.  He tilted his head and they
kissed, long and very passionately.

They remained in the bathtub until the hot water caused them to sweat and
become uncomfortable.  But they were still unbelievably horny, as they
quickly dried off, and Zach drained the tub.

Shaun began to hang his towel on the rack.  "Zach, before you fuck me,
there's a video I saw online the other day that I want you to watch."

"Sure!"  Zach ruffled the towel through his curly hair a few more times.
"Why don't you turn on my laptop while I finish-up in here?"

As Shaun headed toward the bedroom, Zach unplugged the heater and put it
back under the wash basin.  After he finished pissing, he wiped out the tub
with his bath towel and hung it on the rack beside Shaun's.  By the time he
stepped into the bedroom, Shaun had already settled onto the unmade bed,
with his back against the headboard.  The laptop sat, open and ready, by
his left leg.

Climbing onto the old bed, to the left of his boyfriend, Zach said, "Okay ...
what've you got to show me?"

"This is SO hot, Zach!"  Shaun clicked the `play' arrow beneath the
thumbnail of an athletic college-age guy, with a hard dick, kneeling on a
bed.

The thumbnail enlarged to fill most of the screen, and Zach noticed the guy
had a thin, round, probe-like device lashed along the underside of his
average-size cock.  Though Zach wasn't sure what it was used for, it looked
a lot like something he had come across in his mom's night stand, when he
had been looking for the scrapbook with his little kid pictures in it.

"Mom's got one of those things," Zach said, pointing toward the vibrator
attached to the guy's penis.  Not tearing his eyes from the screen, he
asked, "Is there any sound with this video?"

"Yeah ... sorry."  Repeatedly, Shaun pressed a key to turn up the volume.

Hands hanging limply at his sides, the guy on-screen was moaning ...
obviously in the throes of extreme pleasure ... while the vibrator could
be heard buzzing softly.  For the next minute or two, the boys watched in
silence, as the guy became more agitated.  Obviously, tension was building
throughout his lean body, as he sucked in his stomach and his cock began to
jerk rhythmically.  Although the guy never touched his cock with his hands,
shot after shot of jizz suddenly spewed from his dick onto the bed.  He
fell forward onto one arm, and the video ended.

"Fuck!  That was amazing!"  Zach's face was awestruck for a moment.  When
he recovered, he slid off of the bed.  "I gotta get Mom's vibrator from her
room ... right now ... and we both have to try it!"

Shaun pushed his rump across the bed.  "I'll come with you."

Both boys hurried from the bedroom, through the living room, and up the
stairs.  Without a second's hesitation, Zach opened the top drawer of the
nightstand on the right side of the bed.  After rooting through the `woman
stuff' in the front of the drawer, he found the well-used, black and silver
vibrator near the back.  A big smile crossed his face, as he held it high
for Shaun to see.

While twisting the knurled, butt-end of the device, which caused it to buzz
to life, he declared, "Success!"

Leaving the nightstand drawer open, the boys hurried from the room and,
moments later, were rushing through the doorway into Zach's room.  Leaving
the door ajar, Zach hurriedly unlaced one of his sneakers, and joined Shaun
on the bed.  After watching the video again, he lashed the vibrator to the
underside of Shaun's throbbing penis, making sure the tip pressed firmly
against the most sensitive spot where the shaft meets the head.  He tightly
knotted the shoestring on top of Shaun's swollen glans.  Even weighed down
by the vibrator and batteries, Shaun's cock angled toward the ceiling.

Shaun tried to remain calm, as he knelt on the mattress, but every nerve in
his body was excited by what it expected would be happening soon.  Still,
he wasn't prepared when Zach turned on the vibrator.

"Oh my god!"

To say the sensations were intense, or even mind-boggling, would have been
an understatement.  Shaun had never felt anything remotely like the deep
vibrations against his frenum; and, in mere seconds, he shot high into the
air.

He gasped.  "Fuckin' shit, Zach!"


The cum landed on Zach's shoulder and arm, while more oozed from his slit,
dribbled down the vibrator, and fell onto the rumpled sheet.  Similar to
the guy in the video, Shaun involuntarily slumped forward ... falling into
Zach's waiting arms.  Tightly holding his lover, Zach awkwardly fell
backwards onto the mattress.  As the boys straightened their legs, Zach
could feel Shaun's heart racing from his powerful orgasm.

The vibrator was still buzzing away, and Shaun had a second orgasm, almost
as soon as the first subsided.  Though he didn't make much cum, his climax
was even stronger than the first had been.  Still in Zach's arms, his body
uncontrollably shook all over, as an awesome burning sensation ... one
Shaun had never felt in quite that way before ... coursed from his spine,
through his legs, and to the tips of his toes.

To say Zach was amazed by Shaun's reactions would have been an
understatement.

Still, he laughed.  "Fuck, Shaun, give me a chance with that thing, before
you run the batteries down!"  He reached between them, found the bottom of
the vibrator, and twisted the switch.

"Man!" Shaun was still overwhelmed, as he kissed his boyfriend, before
rolling off of him.  "You're fuckin' gonna love it, Zach!"

While Shaun helped Zach remove the shoelace from around his still throbbing
penis, both teens heard the back door open and shoes stomp on the rug just
inside the door.

"Boys ... are you in here?"

It was Heidi!

In seconds, Zach's penis deflated.  "Um ... yeah, Mom, we're in here."
With a fearful look in his eyes, Zach glanced toward Shaun and spoke in a
hoarse whisper.  "I gotta get this thing back upstairs and put it in her
drawer, before Mom finds out we took it."  Although Zach and Shaun had sex
in the same house with his mom all the time ... without so much as a
second thought ... he was sure she wouldn't be all that pleased that he had
taken and used her sex toy.  After only a second's thought, he added, "You
keep her in the kitchen, while I run it upstairs to her room."

"I - I'll try my best."

Although Shaun didn't have any idea what he was going to say to the woman,
Zach urged him toward the open bedroom door.

"I'll wait here until you start talking to her."  When Shaun hesitated,
Zach gave him a strong push.

As he stumbled into the kitchen, Shaun desperately tried to think of
something to say.  "Hey, Mrs. Andersen."  Lamely, he blurted out the first
thing that popped into his mind.  "Um ... is it getting bad out?"

While removing her second shoe, Heidi shook her head; Shaun had asked the
right question.

"Is it ever!"  She placed the shoes in the wooden box next to the door, and
removed a raggedy towel.

As Heidi wiped-up the water she'd tracked onto the linoleum, she began to
describe her drive home.  Moments later, she was railing about a driver who
had almost run her off the road, and Zach slipped from his bedroom.  For
the first time that he could remember, Zach wished he wore clothes around
the house.  At least then, he'd have had someplace to hide the vibrator.

Holding the probe against his right thigh ... the one furthest from his
mom ... he crept down the short hall and peeked around the corner into the
kitchen.  Shaun was awkwardly standing in front of the back door, but he
had succeeded in turning Heidi so her back was toward the living room.

Good!

Ignoring Shaun's cum, which was running down his left arm, Zach scampered
into the living room and hurried to the staircase.  Catlike, he jumped over
the first and fifth stairs, which always creaked.  He smiled; bare feet
really came in handy for walking silently.  When he reached the second
floor, the tension in his lithe body suddenly evaporated.  He'd made it!
Stepping into the bedroom, he breathed another sigh of relief: earlier, in
their haste, he and Shaun had left the nightstand drawer hanging open.

Zach dropped the vibrator into the drawer, and quietly nudged it closed,
before rubbing most of Shaun's watery cum into his skin.  Smirking, he
joined the others in the kitchen.

"Hey, Mom!  How was your day?"

The three talked for a bit; and, when Heidi said she was going to soak in
the tub for a while, Zach halfway considered borrowing the vibrator again.
Not wanting to tempt fate, however, he decided against it.  He would always
be able to use it sometime when she wasn't in the house.  It would probably
be a lot more fun then, anyway.

As Heidi got herself a drink of water, a snow-covered Jake slipped through
the doggie door.

"Stay, Jake!"  Shaking her head, Heidi turned toward her son.  "You boys
clean all the snow off of him, so he doesn't track water all over the
house.  I'll give you a couple of towels, Shaun."

While Zach knelt beside Jake, Shaun followed Heidi to the bathroom.  She
took a couple of old bath towels from the cabinet, handed them to him, and
closed the door.  By the time Shaun returned with the towels, most of the
snow on Jake's thick winter coat had melted.  Before Shaun could hand a
towel to Zach, Jake began to shake-off ... spraying water on both teens
and everywhere else!

"No, Jake!" Zach cried out, too late.

As Heidi measured a capful of bubble bath into the tub and began to draw
her bath, the boys did their best to dry themselves, the dog, and wipe up
the mess.  Being typical teenagers, however, they missed quite a bit of the
sprayed water.  Fortunately, the dry air inside the warm house soon
evaporated the rest of it.  By the time Heidi had undressed, turned off the
water, clicked on the heater, and stepped into the tub, Zach declared their
task finished.

Shaun laughed.  "Hey, your mom uses that heater, too."

"Yeah, both of us do."  Zach draped both towels over the backs of a couple
of kitchen chairs.

"I wonder if it makes her feel the same way as it did us?"

Zach shrugged his shoulders.  His mom WAS old and of the opposite sex,
after all.  He was about to say so, when he remembered that she did own a
vibrator and had probably used it ... though he doubted if she used it
often.  Little did Zach know...

Heidi didn't care for the heater blowing on her, while she was in the tub,
however.  When she had the time, she preferred to relax in a warm bubble
bath with just her head above the foam, and let the stress of the day work
its way out of her body.  She had plenty of time that afternoon, and was
luxuriating in the tub with her eyes closed, when she heard the springs on
Zach's bed begin to creak.  Seconds later, the headboard began to gently
knock against the other side of the bathroom wall.

Suddenly, her eyes blinked open and she began to finger herself.  In no
time, she was aroused.

Hot flesh against hot flesh, Zach lay on top of his lover's backside,
fucking him slowly but determinedly.  While Zach consciously tried to keep
the noise down ... since only a wall separated Shaun and him from his mom
... sometimes there was only so much a guy could do.  As his orgasm
approached, moans involuntarily escaped his lips and the headboard began
slapping the wall much harder.

The sound of her son having sex with Shaun had always turned Heidi on, big
time, and that afternoon was no different.  Deciding she needed more
stimulation than her finger could give, she ended her bath earlier than
she'd originally planned.  While the tub drained, she sensually rubbed
lotion into her skin and wrapped a towel around herself.

Zach was going after Shaun a second time, when she hurried upstairs to her
room.

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With those words, I think I will end chapter 38.  If you enjoyed reading it
... and I sure hope you did ... why don't you send me a quick email and
let me know?  fotogme11@yahoo.com

Have a great couple of weeks!

Greg

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I have a few other stories on Nifty, in the Gay/Incest section:

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scrolling down to my pen name, `PhotoGuy'.

"I'll Suck You" - Final Post Date: June 25, 2007
"I've Got the Best Family" - Final Post Date: May 23, 2008
"Us Guys" - Final Post Date: May 29, 2009
"More is Better" - Final Post Date: March 4, 2011

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