Date: Wed, 22 Feb 2012 17:27:30 -0800 (PST)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: New Shower, Part 6

This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males. If material of
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Mark Stevens


New Shower, Part 6

	Dennis and I each grabbed a towel and headed down the stairs.
	"You guys really need to start keeping towels in the shower room,"
Dennis told me.
	"I know. For some reason I never think about it until I'm on the
way out there."
	"And you don't take extras with you because?"
	I shrugged my shoulders. "Beats the shit out of me," I said and
grinned.
	As we walked through the kitchen Dennis called out to Dad, "Hey,
Dave, next time you go out to the shower house take some damned towels with
you."
	"Anything else the two of you would like?" Dad asked.
	"I'm sure we can think of something."
	I followed Dennis out the back door. We hurried across the yard and
entered the bath house.
	Dennis threw his towel next to one of the sinks and headed for the
shower. "I must say, this was the best idea your pop has had in all of the
years I've known him."
	I quickly joined my uncle. Giving him a slap on the ass I said, "I
would definitely have to agree with you. Something tells me this little
building is going to get a lot of use over the next few years."
	Dennis looked at me and smiled. "I certainly hope so. I also hope I
get to enjoy a lot of those years."
	I reached for knob and turned the water on. "I imagine you will be
here to enjoy it as often as you can. I know you will certainly be
invited."
	Dennis reached across and planted a kiss on my lips. "I love you,
Kid," he said softly.
	"Love you too, Uncle."
	"May I do the honors?" Dennis asked reaching for the bar of soap in
the tray.
	I stepped under the hot spray and said, "Was hoping you would
suggest that."
	As I stood there with the water coursing its way down my body,
Dennis grasped hold of the soap and began rubbing circles along my chest
causing soaping circles to appear between my nipples. Immediately my cock
snaked its way through my wet pubes and pointed toward my stomach.
	"My God, Kid," Dennis grinned. "Do you stay hard like this all the
time?"
	I nodded. "Especially when someone as hot as you or Dad touches me
the way you two do."
	"Fuck, to be sixteen again."
	I looked down and discovered my uncle's cock thickening up. As I
watched, I saw his thick hairy rod move through his thick black bush. In
just seconds it had joined my own hard dick and was pointing upward.
	"You should complain," I said. I reached out and wrapped my fingers
around his now completely hard shaft. "I don't think you can just blame it
on being sixteen."
	I gave his dick a couple of slow strokes.
	Dennis groaned. "You keep that up, and we're going to be late for
your Dad's breakfast," he warned.
	I gave his cock a squeeze. "This is better than bacon and eggs,"
	With his hands still on my chest, Dennis stepped forward until his
cock was rubbing against mine and his black bush was pressed into my own
brown pubes. "I might not agree with you later, but at the moment, oh yeah,
so fucking much better."
	I stood on my tip toes and put my hands on my uncle's shoulders. I
leaned in and kissed him with everything I had in me. My tongue found its
way inside his mouth, and met his for a wrestling match. As we kissed, I
felt a thick drop of pre cum leak from his dick and run along my shaft.
	"God, Steve, you drive me out of my fucking mind," Dennis said
pulling away.
	I turned my back and said, "Then show me."
	Dennis seemed surprised. "You want to be fucked again?"
	I spread my cheeks apart with my hands. "Does the bear shit in the
woods? Hell, Dennis, I'll take your cock any time I can get it."
	Looking over my shoulder I watched as Dennis soaped his cock up
heavily. Then I felt him reach in along my crack and smear suds around my
hole. When he worked a soapy finger inside I jumped a little.
	"Are you okay, Kid?"
	I assured him I was good and would be much better when he was
inside me.
	"I just don't want to hurt you. Shit, you've had a lot of cock up
there this weekend."
	"And I want more," I assured him.
	Dennis stepped up behind me. I felt his cock slide along my
slippery ass crack. He was just enough taller than me that his dick went in
without any trouble at all. I shivered as he slowly crawled inside me. He
bottomed out causing me to enjoy the feel of this thick wet bush as it
pressed into my skin. I was still under the shower spray, and the water
rolled off my shoulders and made little rivers that flowed down to my feet.
	"Fuck, Dennis," I moaned.
	"You still okay, Kid?"
	"Oh, yeah, better now than ever," I assured him.
	As Dennis began to slowly fuck me I could feel him going deeper
with each thrust. When he pulled back, I could feel a bit of air from the
room, and then warmth as he pushed back inside, his balls kissing the lower
side of my ass cheeks with each fuck movement. It was so hot. I began
matching him, fuck for fuck and slammed his body each time he pounded my
ass.
	"Fuck, Steve, your ass feels so good. It's so tight my dick can
hardly take it."
	"Fuck me hard, Dennis," I begged. "I want your load in me."
	I had leaned over just a bit, and Dennis placed his hands on my
sides. He began pulling me hard into him, and at the same time fucked my
wet soapy hole like crazy. For a couple of minutes neither of us
spoke. Both of us were moaning, letting the other know just how much
enjoyment we were experiencing.
	Dennis suddenly hit the right spot deep in my ass, and I knew I was
going to cum. "You're making me shoot," I told my uncle.
	"Good, shoot that teen cream, Kid," he cried out.
	My cock gave a shudder, and I felt the first spasm of pleasure
course its way from underneath my cock fur. As the first spurt of my spunk
shot out the tip of my cock, my ass muscles clinched down on my uncle's
cock. It pushed him over the edge.
	"Shit, Kid, you're making me cum," he cried out.
	"Fill my ass," I cried. "Give me that hot cream."
	With my own cock still shooting, I felt the first splash of my
uncle's cum spray the inside of my ass. It was so fucking hot to be cuming
the same time Dennis was.
	When we both had finished shooting, we stood there catching our
breath. I was still bent over, and Dennis, his arms wrapped around me, was
lying with his chest next to my back. I could feel his wet chest hair
scratching my skin.
	Finally Dennis stood up. When he did, his cock made a sucking sound
and slid out of my hole, some of his cum trailing after it.
	"Oh, Kid, if only I could take you home with me," he said quietly.
	"I'm sure Linda would love having me around all of the time," I
said with a grin.
	"She might like it."
	"Maybe you just need to visit here," I said. "After all, you only
live down the road a ways," I reminded him.
	He nodded. "True. Besides, if I spent more time with you your ass
would be so sore you wouldn't be able to walk."
	I reached back and ran my fingers along my slippery ass crack. Some
of his cum attached its self to my fingers. I brought my hand up to my nose
and took a deep whiff. "I don't want to burst your bubble, but my ass can
keep up with your cock any day of the week."
	Dennis reached over and placed a hand on my shoulder. "You're one
in a million, Kid. I'm so proud to be your uncle."
	The door suddenly opened and Dad stood inside the room. Eyeing us,
he said, "I should have known you fuckers would be at it again."
	"Damn Skippy," Dennis grinned. "Hey, your son offered me his ass,
and I just couldn't help myself."
	"I'm glad. You guys better get cleaned up. Breakfast is ready, and
I just received a telephone call. The wives will be here in about an hour."
	"Shit," I said and reached for the bar of soap.
	"Need some help," Dennis asked.
	I shook my head. "That's what got us in trouble last time". If
we're running out of time it might be best if I clean myself."
	"What about the house?" Dennis asked as he stepped under the spray.
	"I've changed the bed, got the sheets in the wash and everything
back in place," Dad answered. "By the time the two women are here
everything will look as if we had a typical guy's weekend. Beer, food, soft
drinks and a little television, he added with another grin.
	It wasn't long before we were back in the house, dressed, and in
the kitchen at the table. Over our food Dennis said, "I want to thank you
guys for having me over this weekend. It has been the best time ever for
me."
	"I'm glad you were able to come, Dennis," Dad told his brother in
law. "I miss the times we use to have."
	"I do too, Dave. Hopefully we can work out a plan where we can do
it a little more often. Especially now that the kid has joined in on our
fun," he added with a shy grin.
	"Hey, like I told you earlier, Dennis, anytime you can get over
here or we can meet up with you some other place, I'm all for it."
	Dennis looked across the table at my father. "You know what your
son told me earlier?"
	Dad shook his head. "Not much telling."
	"Well, you know me, I'm the concerned uncle. He wanted me to fuck
him in the shower, and I was concerned that perhaps he had seen a bit too
much action this weekend. He quickly assured me his ass could take anything
my cock could dish out. Now, tell me, Dave, what do you make of that?"
	Dad was thoughtful. Finally he said, "Then I say fuck his ass
anytime you like. I know I plan to," he added.
	"Then I guess our main concern is scheduling the time," Dennis
decided.
	"Oh, I'm sure we can work something out. After all, we both know
how much our wives love to shop. Maybe we can sort of suggest a regular
shopping trip for the two of them, and every once in a while, with an over
night event as well."
	"Well, I think I will suggest it each time they plan an excursion,"
Dennis remarked.
	"Sounds good to me," I said.
	"Okay, guys, eat up," Dad said attacking the food on his
plate. "For now our time is running out."
	We managed to finish our meal and have the kitchen whipped back in
shape when we heard the car pull up in front of the house. Like the good
men of the family that we were, the three of us hurried outside to meet
them.
	"I see you guys survived," Mom greeted us with a smile.
	"Oh, it was hard, but believe it or not, we managed just fine," Dad
assured her.
	Dennis, who was standing right beside me, reached over and put an
arm across my shoulders. "Yeah, it was hard, but, as you can see, we did
great. In fact, we're already planning another time so the two of you can
shop until you drop, and we can do more male bonding."
	I had to fight to keep the smile off my face. I didn't know if I
was the only one who heard the stress he put on the word "hard" or not. I
didn't take a chance and kept my eyes looking down toward the ground.
	"These two treat you okay?" Linda, Dennis' wife, asked me.
	"Oh, yeah, can't complain at all," I assured her.
	Dennis carried his wife's packages over and put in their car, and
Dad and I carried mom's purchases into the house.
	"Looks like you had an excellent selection to choose from," Dad
said to Mom.
	"Do you want to go on the next trip?" she asked him.
	He shook his head. "No, thanks, I'll pass. Besides, Steve and I
have discovered that we like spending time together."
	Mom looked at me and smiled. "I'm glad," she said."
	Dennis and Linda soon joined us.
	"Guess we'll be heading down the road," Dennis said.
	"Thanks for taking me this weekend," Linda told my mother. "We'll
take our car next time."
	"Oh boy, can hardly wait." Dennis pretended to shudder.
	"As I said to your brother in law, you are welcomed to join us next
time."
	Dennis grinned at his sister. "No thanks," he said. "I sort of
liked the male bonding we did this weekend. I'll just stay here again."
	We followed them out to the car, said goodbyes, and watched as they
drove away from the house.
	Once back inside I told my parents I was going to my room and
disappeared up the stairs.
	In my room, I fell on my bed and lay there staring up at the
ceiling. What a fucking weekend, literally, it had been. The best weekend
of my life, actually. I couldn't believe all that had happened.
	Suddenly there was a knock on my door.
	"Steve?"
	It was my father.
	"Come in, Dad."
	I watched as my father walked into the room. He shut the door
behind him and walked over to my bed. Sitting on the side, he looked down
at me and grinned.
	"You okay?" he asked.
	I nodded. "I'm better than okay," I assured him.
	He reached out and placed a hand on my leg. "It was nice, wasn't
it?"
	"It was, Dad. Thanks."
	He looked puzzled. "For what?" he asked.
	"For including me in the activities," I said.
	He looked at me for a moment. He was silent. Finally he said, "I
gave it a lot of thought. When I knew that Dennis was coming over I was
pretty sure the two of us would do something. I hated to do anything behind
your back, but I wasn't sure you were ready or would even want to
participate with us. I was really relieved when things turned out the way
they did. You see, Steve, I've thought about you for a long time now. I
just didn't want to do anything that would create a problem between the two
of us. Or cause you any harm," he added softly.
	I sat up in bed. "I didn't do a thing this weekend that I haven't
wanted to do for a long time," I whispered. I leaned over and planted a
kiss on his lips. "I know we can't really talk here, but I have one more
question for you."
	"You can ask me anything, Steve."
	"You know I love you, don't you, Dad?"
	"Of course I do."
	"Were you really okay with Dennis fucking me?" I forced my voice to
go even lower. I for sure didn't want my mother hearing us discussing this
topic.
	Dad reached over and pulled me to him in a tight hug. In my ear he
whispered, "Steve, anything you are comfortable with where Dennis is
concerned, you have my blessing. I love Dennis almost as much as I love
you, and I'm proud the two of you are sharing these kinds of feelings
together. As long as you and I take care of each other as well. Agreed?"
	"Fuck, yeah, Dad. Listen, I want to make sure you understand
something. Anytime you need me, I am here for you. If you wake up in the
middle of the night and need some help, well, you know where I am, okay. I
promise to keep quiet while you fuck me," I added with a grin.
	Dad stood to his feet. "Well, for now, I had better take my
leave. If we keep talking like this, something is going to come up for
certain, and right now, I don't think this would be a good time."
	I reached over and felt his thick cock underneath the material of
his shorts. "Feels like something has come up," I said with a grin.
	"It has, but for now this `thing' has got to be patient and wait
his turn."
	Dad walked to the door. Before he opened it, he turned and said, "I
love you, Steve. Always know that, okay?"
	"I do, Dad. I love you as well."
	I watched as my father opened the door and disappeared out into the
hall. I was once again left alone, and my thoughts returned to the weekend;
one that I hoped very soon to repeat again.


End Part 6

Mark Stevens