Date: Wed, 27 Jan 2016 03:42:40 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Carney Men Chapter 11

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CHAPTER ELEVEN


	Stepping out of the bedroom, Phillip discovered his father in the
hallway. Douglas was naked and leaning against the wall. The older man was
slowly stroking his cock.
	"I thought you might be out here," Phillip said with a grin.
	"Hell, was I making too much noise?" Douglas asked. "I will have to
admit, I was enjoying myself. Very much."
	"You want to come inside and join Don and me?"
	"Seriously?"
	Standing in front of his father, Phillip took hold of the man's
cock. Douglas' dick was hard and dripping pre cum.
	"Feels pretty serious to me," Phillip teased.
	"So, I gather things have been happening between you and Donny?"
	"Yeah. No fucking yet. Come with me."
	Phillip let go of his father's dick and walked back into the
bedroom. Douglas was on his son's heels.
	As they came closer to the bed, Phillip saw that his son had
covered himself up. Only the boy's chest was visible above the
sheet. Phillip realized that Don was suddenly uncomfortable with his
grandfather seeing him naked.
	Douglas understood immediately and called out to his grandson.
	"Hey, Donny," he greeted.
	Pulling the sheet higher up his body, Don said, "Grandpa."
	Looking over Phillip's shoulder, Douglas said, "Don, I know you've
been given a lot of information this weekend where your dad and I are
concerned. If this is too much, I'll leave the two of you alone. I don't
want you being uncomfortable."
	Don moved his body underneath the sheet. His arms were across his
chest. He looked at both men silently. Finally he moved to the center of
the bed.
	"Yeah, it's been kind of a shocker, that's for sure. Still, this is
something I want."
	"You're sure about this?" Phillip asked.
	"I am."
	Phillip returned to the side of the bed where he had slept the
night before. Douglas crawled in at his grandson's right side. He was
careful not to let his body touch Don's.
	The bed moved as Phillip crawled in on the other side. He rolled
over and faced his son.
	"You okay?" he asked.
	Don assured his father that he was.
	Phillip looked across his son's covered body and asked, "How about
you, Dad? Things okay with you?"
	Not wanting to make his grandson any more uncomfortable, Douglas
had also covered himself with the sheet, leaving only his upper chest
visible.
	For a moment the three men lay in bed, not talking. Finally Phillip
made a suggestion.
	"Dad, why don't you let Don have a good look at you? When I told
him earlier that you were just as hairy as we are, he seemed to really like
that. How about it, Don? Sound like a good idea to you?"
	Phillip watched his son's hand move underneath the sheet, and he
realized that Don was playing with his cock.
	"I would like that," Don said.
	Phillip looked at his dad and said, "Dad, why don't you start with
showing your chest and slowly work your way down. I have a good idea that
Don's going to like what he sees."
	With Don watching, his grandfather slowly pulled the sheet down to
his waist. Leaving the sheet where it was, Douglas ran his fingers slowly
back and forth though his thick brown chest hair.
	"Look at your grandfather's chest," Phillip told his son. A short
time later he added, "Now, look at me."
	When Don did as his father asked, Phillip asked, "Can you see the
similarities between Grandpa and me?"
	Don pulled his hand out from under the sheet. He placed it on his
father's chest. He let the fur on Phillip's chest tickle his fingers. Then,
without saying a word, Don removed his hand from his father's body and
placed it in the middle of his grandpa's chest. Brown hair once more rubbed
his fingers.
	Don finally said, "Exactly the same."
	Don looked closely at his grandfather's chest. "Do you put color on
your chest hair, Grandpa?"
	"Now, why the hell would you ask a thing like that?" Douglas
demanded.
	Shrugging his shoulders, Don was suddenly on his back between the
two men.
	"To be honest, I was kind of hoping there would be a little gray on
you. Gray's distinguishing, Grandpa."
	"If that's what you want, I guess I could color some gray streaks
through it," Douglas suggested.
	Don looked at his dad's chest and then his eyes returned to his
grandfather. "No, it's also hot knowing the three of us are alike in so
many ways."
	When Don had raised up to look at Douglas' chest, the sheet had
fallen down a ways, leaving the upper part of his body uncovered. Phillip
reached over and pulled the sheet down to the boy's waist.
	"Show your grandpa how much you resemble the two of us," Phillip
said to his son.
	Don's chest was in full view now. His grandfather enjoyed what he
saw immensely.
	Douglas raised a hand in the air and held it there. "May I feel it,
Donny?" he asked.
	"Sure, Grandpa."
	Phillip watched his father place his hand on the boy's chest. He
couldn't help but notice how Don's cock jumped underneath the sheet when
his grandfather touched him.
	"My God, Donny, you are one of us. I'm so glad that you are hairy."
Douglas ran his fingers back and forth across his grandson's belly. "Such
nice thick hair," he whispered.
	Another moment passed, and then Phillip said, "Okay, Dad, I think
Don's ready to take in a little more of you."
	Douglas didn't hesitate. He immediately began pulling the sheet
down past his waist. Brown hair continued to peek out from under the sheet,
and when Douglas reached his pubes, the hair suddenly spread out wider
across the older man's body. Douglas stopped, leaving the sheet pressed in
against the shaft and base of his cock. He was giving his grandson a tease
for the moment.
	Don could see the thick brown curls that made up his grandfather's
cock hair crawling from underneath the sheet, and the sight made his dick
leak out a strand of pre cum. Don could feel it sticking to his body.
	"Tell me," Douglas said, "do you like what you see so far, Donny?"
	Unable to speak, Don gave his grandfather a nod.
	"Continue, Dad," Phillip said from across the bed.
	Douglas gave his grandson a look. "Are you ready for me to go on,
Donny?"
	"Yes." Then, "Wait."
	Don's hand went back to his grandfather's chest. When his fingers
connected with the older man's body hair, Don began slowly making his way
down Douglas' body. When he reached his grandpa's bush, Don's fingers
tugged gently, pulling the wiry curls to him.
	Douglas moaned. "You have a nice touch," he told his grandson.
	Seeing his son play with his grandfather's pubic hair really turned
Phillip on. He rolled over on his side and faced the other two.
	With one hand still in his grandpa's bush, Don took hold of his
dad's dick with his other hand.
	"Fuck, you like watching your dad show off his body to me, don't
you, Dad? Your dick is so fucking hard."
	"Your son actually says the word `fuck'?" Douglas teased.
	Don's hand suddenly left his grandfather's bush and reached for the
sheet. He pulled it completely away from the older man's body, exposing
Douglas' hard cock.
	"Yeah, I do, and from the looks of your dick, I think you like to
hear me say that word."
	Phillip reached under the sheet and took hold of his son's dick. He
began stroking the boy.
	"Why don't you give your grandpa a stroke or two?" Phillip
suggested. "That is, if you're ready for that."
	Don wrapped his fingers around his grandfather's thick shaft.
	Douglas groaned. "Ah, that feels so good, Donny."
	Underneath the sheet, Phillip was jacking his son's dick.
	"Don, would you be okay with me pulling the sheet away from you? I
think your grandfather is wanting to check you out in the worst way."
	"Pull it off," Don told his dad.
	Leaving his fingers wrapped around his son's cock, Phillip pulled
the sheet away with his other hand. With the sheet gone, both Phillip and
Douglas had a full view of the young man's cock. They could see Don's shiny
dick head, glistening with pre cum.
	With the sheet gone, Phillip was free to do whatever he wanted to
Don. He jacked him with one hand and began playing in his bush, running his
fingers through the dense hair with his other hand. His touch was making
Don very excited.
	Douglas, on the other hand, was enjoying the touch of his grandson
to the point he was about to cum. The jacking he was receiving from Don was
such, the older man knew he wasn't going to last much longer.
	"You might want to pull your hand back, Donny," he warned. "I'm
about to lose it."
	Rather than pulling away, Don increased his speed. He worked
Douglas' cock so hard that his grandfather suddenly cried out.
	"Fuck, here I cum!"
	When Phillip realized his father was about to cover his son's
fingers with his load, he began stroking Don faster. He loved feeling his
son's pubic hair scratch against his hand each time it landed in the middle
of Don's hairy groin.
	When Phillip saw his dad's dick erupting cum, shooting onto Don's
hand, he said, "God, that's hot watching my son make his grandfather
cum. So fucking hot," he breathed.
	Don suddenly cried out, "Oh, shit!" His body bucked against his
dad's fist, and Phillip felt thick hot cum running through his fingers.
	Phillip continued stroking his son until the boy's cock was dry, no
longer shooting its creamy load.
	Phillip had continued stroking himself, enjoying the sight of his
father's spunk on his son's fingers. It was enough to bring him to the
edge. He quickly pulled his hand away.
	"You made your grandfather cum, Don. Would you like to do the same
for your father?"
	Don turned and wrapped his fingers around his dad's thick cock
shaft.
	"Oh, Don," Phillip sighed.
	The touch of his son's hand on his cock, Phillip found himself
beginning to erupt cum, shooting onto the boy's fingers.
	"Oh, God," Phillip breathed.
	Don continued stroking his father's cock. Phillip's bush became
covered with thick cream.
	Drained from his intense orgasm, Phillip felt his body shudder. He
looked down and discovered his son's hand against his sticky cock
curls. Don's touch felt wonderful to him.
	"That was awesome, Don," Phillip whispered.
	"It was so hot watching you jack your dad," Douglas said to his
grandson.
	Don gave his father's dick a gentle squeeze and said, "I think I'm
going to move in here with the two of you."
	"If only you could," Douglas replied.
	"It would be nice," Phillip agreed. "However, the commute back and
forth would be a hell of a ride each day."
	Douglas reached over and took hold of his grandson's cock. Don was
still hard after shooting his load, and his grandfather enjoyed the feeling
his grandson's cock was giving his fingers.
	"Then I suggest we make the most of what's left of this weekend."
	Phillip leaned across his son's body and gave his father a
kiss. Then he dropped down and placed his mouth on Don's lips.
	Kissing his son, Phillip said, "I agree wholeheartedly. I love you
both so much."