Date: Sun, 2 Mar 2014 21:26:46 -0800 (PST)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: New Shower 58

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New Shower 58


Steve


	I was standing in front of the kitchen sink watching the water
drain when I heard Dad's truck pull up in the yard. The familiar sound
coming from the engine caused such relief to course through my body that it
left me feeling weak. I hurried to the door and stepped out onto the
porch. By the time Sandy and Dad had jumped from the truck, I was flying
down the steps to meet them.
	"Hey, this is the sort of greeting I like," Sandy declared.
	I hugged my man to me. "I'm so glad you're back," I spoke into his
ear.
	Dad walked around his truck. "I didn't think we'd been gone that
long," he said and grinned.
	Still holding Sandy, I reached out and pulled my father to me with
the other hand.
	"Just a day? It seemed a hell of a lot longer than that," I said.
	"I told you we would be back," Sandy reminded me.
	"So you did."
	I kissed Sandy first and then Dad. "Have you two eaten?"
	"We have," Dad answered.
	"So you really missed me?" Sandy gave my ass a slap.
	"More than you will ever know. I hope it's a long time before
either of you have to make another trip like this one," I said.
	I walked between the two back into the house. Dennis was standing
in the doorway between the kitchen and living room.
	"It's about damned time you two are back," he greeted. "I thought
the kid here was going nuts. And taking me with him," my uncle added.
	Dad looked at me closely. "Steve, I've taken trips before. Much
longer than this one," he said. "What had you so worried about this
particular trip?"
	I shrugged my shoulders. "Just something I can't explain, Dad," I
answered.
	"If it'll make you feel any better, next time I'll take you."
	"I'd like that," I assured him.
	Dad turned to my uncle and said, "Dennis, care to give me a hand
unloading the truck? Tomorrow's going to be a busy day around
here. Unloading the supplies tonight will give us a jump on things in the
morning."
	"Sure thing. The kid needs time alone with his man." My uncle gave
me a grin.
	Left alone with Sandy, he pulled me to him.
	"You know, I've never seen you act this way. Not in all the years
that I've known you," he said.
	I placed my lips on his mouth stopping any further words from
coming out. As we shared the kiss, I felt Sandy's hands on my ass. He
pushed me against his body, and I felt his hard dick pressing against my
groin.
	"If you'll follow me upstairs, I'll try and make up for being such
a worrywart," I whispered.
	"Lead on," Sandy said softly.
	Neither of us spoke as we slowly walked up to our bedroom.

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Dave


	I backed the truck next to the storage barn, and Dennis and I began
unloading the stuff Sandy and I had purchased on our trip.
	As we stored the items in the barn, I said, "Tell me something,
Dennis. What was Steve's problem today? I've never seen him act this way
before."
	"I think it started with a dream he had," my brother-in-law
answered.
	"Dream? What dream?"
	"He dreamed about the accident."
	I was caught by surprise. "Accident? You mean the one that took our
wives from us?"
	Dennis nodded. "It really left him unnerved."
	"I see."
	For a moment I couldn't think of anything to say. "That's been
years ago," I finally said. "I wonder what caused him to do that."
	Dennis sat one of the heavy boxes on the floor of the barn. Then
looking up at me, he said, "I imagine hearing about your plans to go out of
state today was the cause."
	I shook my head. "Like I reminded him just now, Dennis. I've made
trips like this before."
	"I know that. So do you, Dave. Hell, so does Steve, truth be
told. He loves you so much, and I think he's beginning to think about the
day he might not have you."
	"Am I going somewhere?"
	Dennis laughed. "Well, someday we both will. Hopefully, not for a
long time," he added.
	It finally dawned on me what my brother-in-law was trying to get
across. I felt my face turn red.
	"Oh, that."
	"Yeah, that."
	We walked back to the truck, and I reached for another box. As I
headed for the barn with it, I said, "Well, that time's a long ways
off. You be sure and tell my son that. Okay?"
	Dennis picked the last box up and followed me into the barn. "I'll
damn sure do that, Dave."

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Brandon


	I was standing at the cash register behind the counter in the store
when I heard the sound of an engine close by.
	"That sounds like Grandpa's truck," I said to Taylor.
	He walked to the door and pushed it open. He took a quick look
outside and returned to face me.
	"It is his truck," he answered. "Grandpa and Dennis are unloading
things from the truck into the storage barn."
	"I'm glad they're back." Taylor and I both heard the relief in my
voice.
	"Your dad was really uptight today, wasn't he?"
	I nodded. "Yeah, he was. Something I couldn't understand." I pulled
the last of the money from the cash drawer. "I've never seen Dad act the
way he did today."
	"It's just that he loves your grandpa so much," Taylor
answered. "He realizes his father is getting to the age where something
could happen to him. It scares the hell out of him."
	I turned the register off and picked up the day's receipts. I tried
to picture my life without my dad in it. Suddenly I knew exactly how the
man felt. Life without my father was something I simply could not imagine.
	I joined Taylor at the door. Giving him a kiss, I said, "Nor can I
picture my life without you being with me."
	Taylor gave me a tender look and said, "Why don't we go to the
house and I'll show you how much I love being in your life?"
	I reached for the light switch. "I can hardly wait."
	Locking the door, I reached for Taylor's hand. Together, we walked
to the house.

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Steve


	I lay in bed with Sandy's naked body next to mine. A short time ago
he had filled my ass with his cum. I felt complete and whole, the first for
me since the beginning of the day.
	"Did I redeem myself, Sandy?"
	He reached between my legs. I felt him push a finger inside my
cum-filled hole. "You tell me," he said. He removed his hand from between
my legs. Waving a finger at me, he said, "What do you think?"
	"Judging by the cum running down your finger, I would say I'm
forgiven."
	Sandy leaned over and kissed me lightly on the mouth. "You're more
than forgiven, Love." He reached for my cock. "You've taken care of
me. Isn't it time I did the same for you?"
	Before I could answer, there was a knock on the bedroom
door. Brandon was suddenly inside the room. Taylor was right behind him.
	"Is this a private party?" my son asked.
	"Nothing is ever private in this house," I assured him.
	Beside me, Sandy rose up and smiled at the two youngest members of
our family. "It is a private matter," he said. "However, you two have a
lifetime invitation," he told them.
	Just as my son and his partner joined us in bed, the door opened
once more. Dennis and Dad were giving us a grin.
	"Hey, Kid," Dennis said. "Is there room for two more?"
	I felt surrounded by so much love that I thought my heart would
burst. Unable to speak, I motioned for the two to join us.
	"I guess that's a `yes'," I heard Dad say.
	"Definitely," my uncle said. "Always room for family," he added
sliding in next to me.
	And what a loving family we were. Dennis and my father had set a
good example for me years ago, and now I had the privilege to do the same
thing for my son and his partner. Life was good.



THE END