Date: Wed, 23 Jan 2013 11:28:40 -0800 (PST) From: Uncle Jim <unclejim1980@yahoo.com> Subject: Communal Showers With Daddy Communal Showers With Daddy INCEST (M/B) Written by Unclejim1980@yahoo.com This story contains events depicting sexual activities including fetishes shared between the same sex (male). This story should only be viewed by adults of 18 years and older (or 21 years old depending on your place in the world). Finally - I do not condone or encourage sexual relations with children. Keep such thoughts in your head, on paper or in your hand! Do not act them out. Copyright 2013 Caravan holidays were very popular in the 70s and 80s. They offered an affordable way for families with young children to have a holiday/vacation without having to go abroad. Static caravans were permanently settled on caravan sites. The sites were often near the seaside so families could enjoy the beach, the sea and the fairground rides etc. Over the years caravans have become more lavish in the luxuries they have onboard but back in the day they were quite basic. It often meant that people had to use a communal shower which is where my story begins... It was 1986 and the summer holidays were here at last. My Mum announced we were to spend the first 2 weeks of the 6 weeks holiday in a caravan near the seaside. Her friend had rented it to us for a cheap price and so we were off. I was a typical curious young boy and I hero worshipped my Dad who was a foreman at a construction company. He wore big boots, cargo pants and a checked shirt. To me he epitomised masculinity and I always got butterflies in my tummy whenever he gave me a cuddle. When Dad came home from work and took his boots off I loved nothing more than slipping my small feet into them. My naked feet would instantly feel the warmth and wetness of his feet as they explored the size 12s. I would attempt to clomp around the house in the heavy duty footwear. Dad would often remark that my feet would smell like his "and they don't smell of angels champ" he'd chuckle. I was always secretly thrilled about this. Being anything like my Dad was a huge compliment to me and my tummy turned over at this information. When I was told by my Mum to take them off I would do so begrudgingly and then race up to my room. I would marvel out how my naked feet now smelled like Dad's which made my young cock stand to full attention. We arrived at the caravan site and soon settled in. We explored the place and discovered there were communal showers so Dad and I were to go together. My Mum and my annoying 10 year old sister would go together. The first morning I woke eager not just because of spending exclusive time with my Dad but naked time! Dad and I walked across the camp site with our toiletries bag, towels and wearing our bath robes. There were already a small group of grown ups in there showering in the open showers. I marvelled at the different shapes and sizes of their cocks. Dad exchanged morning greetings with them and ushered me to a shower nozzle. We both disrobed, me somewhat embarrassedly, and my Dad set the water going. He generously applied a squirt of shower gel into my hand and I soaped myself up as best I could and Dad did the same. "Let me get your back son" Dad said running his rough soaping hands down my back and over my butt cheeks. Then his finger slipped between the cheeks of my ass and brushed across my ring. I giggled and squirmed and Dad said "We have to make sure you're clean before we go to the fair". There was no way on earth I was missing the fair so I leaned against the wall and spread my ass cheeks. His finger pressed harder at my hole this time and he told me to take a deep breath. As I did so his soapy finger slid up my ass. My cock sprung to a thunderous erection. I let out an involuntary moan and slid down the length of his finger. "That's it son, need to get you nice and clean for those fairground rides" he said as he began to finger fuck me fast. My hands clawed at the wet walls as he made my whole body tingle. I became aware of his hard cock pressing against my thigh. It was huge to me and the mushroom head was fully exposed and dripping. "Good boy" Dad reassured me. "Want a go lads?" I looked around to see who he was talking to, it was the group of grown ups. They were watching my Dad and they were all stroking their hard cocks. One of the men closed the shower entrance door and put a sign on saying "Closed for Cleaning". One by one the 5 men took turns fingering me. Some of them had soft slender hands and some of them had fat fingers that stretched my hole wider. They all jacked off on my ass whilst my Dad came round to my front and instructed me to suck his cock. He shot a load of cream in my mouth and then rinsed us both off and towelled me dry. The men shook my Dad's hand in appreciation. "We're here for two weeks lads. By the end of the week he will be ready for fucking if you're still around". I smiled at my Dad not knowing what had just been promised. He swept me up in a warm embrace and I knew there and then I would have done anything he asked of me. "This is our secret champ. A special secret between you and me understand?" I nodded in agreement and parting his bath robe I reached in for his cock and looking up at him I asked him "Can I suck it again Dad?" "Of course son, it's yours now to play with whenever we are alone together or with special friends like those men". I was soon rewarded with a second helping of Dad's cream. We went back to the caravan and ate a hearty breakfast. What would the end of the week hold in store I wondered? ANY INTEREST IN PART TWO?