Tom the Fireman Part 51
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Steven stayed up late to greet Wayne, Fred and Horace. Falling asleep on the couch, his dreams turned to Barron naked coming in from skinny dipping at the lake house. He dreamt he was standing at the back door watching Barron climb out of the water onto the boat dock, the water sloshing off his ginger covered body as he stood upright dripping on the boat deck, the first thing he noticed was his soggy wet big beard which as usual caused Steven's sleeping member to awaken. Steven excitedly watched as Barron swagger naked toward the house, wearing only a smile, Steven's eyes glued to what swung back and forth between his legs, licking his lips in anticipation. With each step closer, Steven felt his rod grow stiff, waiting for his handsome man to join him inside. When Barron got to the end of the dock, he stopped, looked at Steven, pointed to him to come outside.
Steven sighed, feeling all tingly inside as he stepped outside feeling the warm summer breeze against his body, his pants were instantly gone as he felt the summer breeze on his low hanging balls. He walked wearing only a grin toward Barron, The bearded god wrapped his loving arms around the most handsome man in the world, embracing Steven from behind as he wrapped his muscular arms around his lover's chest, giving a light squeeze to non-verbal express his love, he leaned over Steven's shoulder to kiss him passionately as they stood au natural in the warm sun. Steven felt the red bearded god's breath on his face, the beard tenderly caressing his skin, as Barron's probing tongue parted Steven's sensual lips, exploring his mouth. Steven was putty in Barron's manly hands, the fair, freckled skin, the long beard, his short sides and long top haircut. Barron was his mountain man, who had the magic to make Steven surrender to his whims.
Barron's big burly arms held Steven as he picked him off his feet carrying him into the house. While holding the love of his life in his arms as he approached the back door, Barron opened the screen door, with his foot, allowing him to carry his man inside, walking across the living room to the stairs that lead to the loft. Steven was floating on the air, as Barron demonstrated his strength as he carried Steven upstairs to the loft, laying Steven down gently on the oversize comforter that draped over the bed. Steven's naked body sunk down into the comforter as Barron crawled on top of him, leaning down for a gentle kiss. Steven's hands glided over Barron's massive arms, he wrapped his hairy legs around Barron's hips, as Barons mouth covered his, and the fireworks began shooting off as they passionately kissed.
As Barron started to make love to his husband, his long beard gently caressed Steven's exposed throat. Steven loved the feeling of the beard causing his cock to be rock solid as his naked lover serenaded him with gentle kisses. Barron's big hands stroked Steven's tanned skin, causing him to quake with a slight moan at the touch. Steven wanted to please his gentle giant, as he offered himself completely for the taking. Barron, being totally in love, slowly lowered his body onto Steven, looking for Steven's desire in his eyes, kissing as he laid chest-to-chest feeling Steven's hands sensually touch his back, wrapping his legs around the redheaded wonder's waist. Steven felt the large excitement against him that Barron was preparing him for.
Throwing his head back as Barron kissed his throat, Steven moaned as he moved his hands to the back of Barron's thick neck pulling him close whispering "yes, yes". As Barron tongue danced at the bottom of Steven's throat. Steven wanted to sacrifice himself for his god, as they laid there the bedroom ceiling opened to the evening sky. Everything was dark as the candles burned on the nightstand. The night breeze came up between his legs, caressing his ass as his spread legs wrapped around the thick hips of his Nordic god. The wind picked up as Steven looked into Barron's face, the wind blowing the long locks partially covering Barron's handsome face. Barron leaned down biting Steven gently on the lower lip as he started to gyrate his hips onto Steven's crotch, their cocks rubbing against each other, as the nerve endings tangoed at the intimate contact. Steven felt so incredibly wonderful, as Barron made love to him. He ran his hand over Barron's massive shoulders feeling the muscles as it excited him more. His body enveloped by Barron's massive masculinity, suddenly Steven leaves his body as he hovers over the top of both, watching Barron's gentleness as he's about to take Steven. Steven moaned loudly as he feels Barron's body against his, giving all the encouragement Barron needs.
Steven watches from above, as Barron pulled him by the legs pulling his ass over the edge, parting his legs, his dripping cock teasing Steven's hole. Preparing for their love making ritual, Barron feels for Steven's hole, gently inserting his finger into Steven's warm passion pit. Steven watches in wonder as Barron aligns his bulbous manhood to his aching hole, slowly and sensually pushing in, as Steven's ass accepts Barron's big pride. Steven moaned from total pleasure as the cock slides deep inside, feeling the head burrowing down his cave, allowing the large shaft to massage his insides causing Steven to moan as he felt the wonder phallus penetrate him completely. Barron's pulsing cock seems extra-long from above, but Steven kept begging for more, watching as he lifted his head from the bed when Barron's cockhead gently caressed his sweet spot.
Barron held onto Steven's legs as he stood next to the bed pumping his massive organ into the tight welcoming warm hole. Steven's head thrashed from side to side as he felt the turgid rod plunge into his pining hole, opening him up. Barron gently plugged away as Steven hovered above to watch in disbelief, he has never witnessed anything as beautiful as these two men in the midst of making love. He could feel Barron inside of him, wanting that tremendous feeling to never go away. He saw the passion in their faces, he felt the energy the two possessed, when they meshed together to be one during this spiritual ceremony. The dark-haired man offering himself to the redheaded god, as they copulated.
As Steven watched from above, he admired the agility of the muscled man, a perfect fine running machine, thrusting in and out, his bubble ass working back and forth, his muscular shoulders, his big arms holding onto the legs, the glistening shaft pumping into the wet hole. He was watching something so sacred, he could feel the enlightening awaken through his body, as the worshipping continued below. Steven body glowed as the god gave him his undivided attention.
Steven felt himself the gravity pulling himself back down into his body. He was suddenly aware of Barron's angelic handsome face. His eyes hiding behind wavy red locks that fell across his face as he lay there on his back. Feeling the power between Barron's legs thrusting deep inside of him, causing his cock to pulse. As Steven dug his fingers into the sheets, he felt that tremendous, overwhelming feeling of Barron dancing inside of him, he bit his lip as his eyes rolled back into his head, arching his back. Steven positioned himself to give the god full access for his pleasure, with his legs over Barron's shoulders, his body trembled from the snug fitting cock that opened him up pumping in-and-out hitting his magic spot. He saw the vivid colors as he looked at his lover's face, the sky was dark, and the stars were intensely bright, the full moon hung over Barron's shoulder, watching them as Barron's cock thrust in-and-out of his hole.
Barron's skin felt so mystically wonderful, the sound amplified from his bearded mouth as he made love to Steven in the moonlight. Steven senses were heightened by his sensual ritual, listening to the crickets chirping in the background, as Barron's cock head kept kissing his prostate deep inside of him. Steven's grip grew tighter, his head turned from side to side not knowing how much longer he could last. He didn't want Barron to stop and pleaded with Barron to continue. Steven cried out, as body lurched up, he felt the tingling inside that whirled around his body, centering on the midsection before he felt inside of his cock expand as it expelled the thick load into the air, the colors mixing together as they dance around inside his head.
Barron was shaking his shoulders aggressively as he plunged in deeper, suddenly a Barron's voice changed, he heard another voice, he opened his eyes to see Tom in his light beard, calling his name, asking him to wake up. Steven's eyes shot wide open, looking confused, wondering where he was. Tom stood there waking him from the dream with the three men standing behind him. He was confused trying to figure out what was happening. Tom asked if he was dreaming, trying to get his bearings, Steven shook his head, as he stared at the three familiar faces behind Tom. Tom was asking Steven if he heard them knocking. Steven wasn't sure what he was talking about, and why three men were standing in the living room. It took a minute as Steven could remember where he was and how he knew these men. He realized there was a mess inside his pants.
When Wayne asked him, "What's up big fellow?" Steven snapped too, rubbing his eyes, he said he had a strange dream. He stood up to hug Wayne and Fred, before shaking Horace's hand. Tom placed his arm around Steven, who was still in a stupor, leading him up the stairs to their room. Wayne and Fred carried their suitcases behind the two men, leaving Horace downstairs to sleep on the couch.
When Tom got Steven in bed, he returned downstairs with blankets and pillows for Horace, apologizing for the inconvenience as he didn't know where Steven wanted him to sleep. Exhausted from his trip, Horace quickly undressed to his underwear, climbing under the covers. Tom quickly looked at the impressive package contained in the briefs, realizing he shouldn't be looking, said `good-night', heading back upstairs turning off the lights, Steven was out cold to the world. Tom unbutton Steven's shirt, maneuvering him to get it off, next he unbuckled the pants, working his pants down his legs and over his feet. Tom looked down and noticed the wet spot, pulling the soiled underwear off next. Once Steven was naked, Tom climbed in bed cuddling with his handsome husband, happy knowing everyone arrived safely. It seemed like everyone was in for the night as they drifted off to sleep.
Steven was the first to wake up, he leaned over to kiss Tom, excitedly mentioned it was pie making time soon. Steven had told Tom about the tradition, asking "Do you think Mason will help?" Tom kissed him, and with a smile saying, "We will find out." Steven stood next to the bed as Tom looked at his naked body, reaching under the cover Tom groped his thickening shaft. Steven made a face telling him he had to save it for later. Tom horny and didn't want to wait, but promised Steven he would join in the traditional festivities.
Steven groggily walked toward the bathroom, leaving the door open, he stood in front of the toilet holding his spent cock, aiming for the bottom of the bowl. Steven stood there, enjoying the flow as he pissed into the toilet, noticing it foaming from his loss of protein when he was dreaming. He shook his cock, allowing a few drops to fall into the still water, before flushing. He washed his hands, drying them, before walking into the bedroom. Tom had the covers pulled down trying to entice Steven back to bed. Tom reached for his cock to stroke it as Steven returned, when Steven again reminded him to save it. Tom pointed out that Steven didn't. Steven looked at him quizzically, then remembering his dream. Steven turned red, knowing not to tell Tom what the dream was about. Steven bent over to pull another pair of underwear from the dresser. Tom watching as Steven exposed his hole, knowing he needed to breed that ass soon, as Steven stepped into the not so concealing pair. Steven's package was visible as it flopped around inside, knowing everyone will be coming to the kitchen always in the same fashion.
Steven was the first downstairs, he yawned and stretched as he knew there was a lot to do today. There was a nip in the morning air, but he braved the chill with erect nipples as prepared for a morning with a house full of guests. He tried to ignore the graphic in his head from yesterday's event. As he was getting the coffee ready, he noticed Horace on the couch sleeping, trying to keep quiet, Steven continued getting the coffee ready.
Sean was the next to get up when he heard the noise outside his room. He walked into the kitchen in only his boxers which hung low displaying the pubes just above his cock, grabbing Steven from behind he kissed him a good morning. Patting the backside as he stepped back admiring his brother's ass. Sean stood in the kitchen with his back to the counter waiting for the coffee to stop brewing, absent mindedly rearranging his cock as he mindlessly watched his brother. Steven was busy getting the mugs, sugar and creamer ready. When Tom smelled the coffee brewing he came down in his boxers, kissing Steven good morning and pinching Sean's perky nipple. Sean smiled as he reached for Tom's, giving it a good tug. Sean adjusted his shorts as Tom grabbed a mug filling it with coffee, standing opposite of Sean, with his back to the wall on the opposing counter. When Steven walked between the two, Tom pulled down the back of Steven's boxers display his ass. Steven turned while smiling, pulling them back up as he continued to get things ready for breakfast. Sean asked if he could help, Steven walked passed tweaking Sean's nipple, saying he's got it all under control. Sean spread his legs, smiling as his eyes stared at Tom's crotch. Tom spread his legs to give him a better view.
Tom turned to Steven asking what he was dreaming about, Steven shrugged his shoulders saying he didn't remember as he went into the dining room. Tom asked Sean how their travels went, Sean replied they were uneventful. Sean looked Tom in the eye, asking what they missed, Tom placed his finger to his lips, wanting to keep that quiet as Steven was still upset with the incident. Wayne was the next one down in his boxer-briefs, Tom and Sean inspected his package as he walked into the kitchen, scratching his ass absent mindedly he made his way to the mugs, Sean and Tom staying clear of that area. The three stood there with their mugs wishing each a good morning as they sipped. Wayne whispered what were you two whispering about? Tom again raised his finger to his lips, trying to keep it quiet.
Fred came downstairs in a pair of boxer briefs, making his way to the kitchen wanting his morning tea. The three commented about seeing Fred's religion, Fred turned flashing them a smile. Steven, not fully awake forgot to get the teabags out of the counter, walks back into the room, the kitchen basically contained five naked guys, Steven commented that his mom is getting an eyeful this morning as he brushes his hand against the front of Fred's short, laughing, "You're too obscene."
Hearing movement coming from the downstairs guest room, the guys, folded their arms across their chests, trying to act serious when they realized Lois woke, she quickly stepped into the kitchen before stepping out seeing the almost naked males, shaking her head as she snickered. Steven kissed her good morning, getting her a mug of the fresh brew as she sat at the counter facing the other way. Obvious the scene was too hot to handle, plus Tom was standing there almost as naked as previous day. She did not want to acknowledge what she witnessed yesterday briefly in the shower. She thanked Steven asking when Stan was getting there. Steven sat next to her while drinking his coffee saying, "This afternoon."
Sean excused himself and sat on the other side of his mother at the counter, looking down, she sighed, realizing neither of her boys were properly dressed. She turned to see the three naked males in the kitchen, greeting Fred and Wayne. She briefly looked at Tom and barely said hi to him. Wayne and Fred raised their eyebrows at Tom, and he just shook his head. Herb was next to arrive, he had pajama bottoms and a tee-shirt. He walked into the kitchen, the other three quickly moved out of the way. He turned and croaked a hello to Wayne and Fred, looking at their attire, before he quickly headed out of the kitchen. He walked over to the counter, when Lois tapped Sean on the leg hinting to get up for his father sit there. Herb sat down asking if anyone around here wore any clothes. The five laughed as they stood like underwear models sipping their chosen beverages.
Horace showed signs of life, as his arms rose from the sofa as he yawned. He quickly sat up, smelling the coffee, and in his well-filled tighty whities as he walked into the kitchen. Lois watched as the young man walked past in his packed tight underwear. She quickly got up asking Herb to sit with her in the dining room, for some decency. Steven knew if he joined them he would be told that he must have a shirt on to sit at the table, as it was the rule at the home. Lois was used to a house of all men, but she had her rules, even though it was Steven's abode.
Bev walked over from the guest house to greet everyone. She looked like a truck hit her. She went for the coffee as she grunted. Steven never saw her look this way. Once she took the sip, she quickly ran to the powder room. The guys tried to ignore the sounds coming from it, but they snickered as they heard her gagging and vomiting into the toilet. Steven knocked on the door asking if she was alright, Lois with her motherly instinct asked if she could come in. Bev slowly opened the door to allow Lois inside.
The men gave them their privacy as they moved to the den, the morning sun was shining through the windows and the birds were busy with breakfast. Fred and Wayne stood in front of the windows watching the birds, as the four looked at their muscular asses. From the dining room, Herb could be heard saying, "Good morning Ephraim!" who was using his crutches to walk into the kitchen. Sean turned around asking, "You need help?" Ephraim smiled back saying, "Nope I am fine." Everyone turned to look at his muscular torso behind the counter, staring just a little longer than they should. Ephraim looked up at every watching him, asking, "What?"
Everyone quickly turned back to look at the birds feeding. Sean walked toward the kitchen, when Fred commented, who got the sore ass as he pointed his head in Ephraim's direction, and they all snickered. Horace still in the kitchen in his tighty whities helped Ephraim, as he made his way to the den. Sean grabbed Ephraim's coffee from Horace, "Thank you" as Sean walked back to the den with Ephraim.
As Ephraim walked into the room, the guys walked up to him giving him a hug, saying it was good to see him. They sat there half naked as they drank their coffee greeting the new day, wishing everyone a Happy Thanksgiving. Herb not wanting to be alone, got up from the dining table joining the fellows with their morning banter. Herb started to get comfortable with the all guys in underwear, but avoided Tom like the plague.
Tonya was the last one up, as she waddled across the yard, the guys watched as she made her way to the patio door. Horace realized he was standing in a room of almost naked men, when he quickly found his pants in the living room. Sean opened the door for her, as she looked at everyone asking does anyone dress around here. They all laughed, as she walked up to her father, giving him a morning kiss on the cheek before seeing Horace, commenting, "Someone finally dressed." Herb cough saying, "What about me." She turned and smiled, "Oh I didn't see you, I see today you decided to dress," as she giggled. Tonya walked toward the kitchen, when Bev and Lois walked out the powder room. Tonya gave them a look, and Bev said "I will be fine. The same thing happened yesterday, but I felt alright an hour later. " Lois just looked at her and blurted out, "You're pregnant." Luckily no one else heard the comment except for Tonya.
Bev straightened up, she said that can't happen, you know I can't get pregnant. Lois looked at her again, and stated matter-of-factly, "You're pregnant." Bev just laughed it off, it was a touch of some bug she will be alright. Bev made her way into the den with the guys, acting just like one of them. Lois begrudgingly walked in standing next to husband in a room of underwear clad men. She didn't know where to look as she felt it was inappropriate, with what the underwear concealed, that might as well have been naked. She looked over at Horace, thanking him for dressing.
Tom stood near Steven when Lois and Herb quickly moved to stand next to Ephraim. No one really noticed the awkwardness, except Sean and Ephraim. Ephraim placed his hand on Lois's arm reassuring her it was OK. They didn't know what happened, but he understood they weren't happy or comfortable around Tom. He figured now was not the time to ask.
Bev went back into the kitchen and grabbed the coffee pot, going around to each asking if they would like a refill. They all sat around the den, discussing what needed to get done for the big day. Lois mentioned, if these men refuse to dress, she and Herb would be more than delighted to help Bev and Tonya back in the guest house. Bev understood the discomfort and told them they were more than welcomed, saying she could use the help. Horace put his arm around Tonya, gave her a side hug, looking at her saying he would be happy to help her. Tonya rested her head on his shoulder saying, " That is so sweet. Thank you."
Bev whisked Steven away to the kitchen, she handed him an apron asking if he was going to put on a shirt? Steven place the apron over his head, as they got ready to make breakfast. Lois came in to help, carrying the eggs and bacon back to the den, as no one made a point to get dressed and break Lois's golden rule of not being able to sit at the dining table without their shirts. Lois got all flustered when Ephraim grabbed her from behind giving her a hug, Lois giggled as she felt his naked flesh against her robe.
Bev and Steven kept cooking as Lois acted at the waitress, the room was filled with laughter, as they all enjoyed each other's company on Thanksgiving morning. The coffee kept being refilled, Steven sat listening to the life filling his house, it was his first major holiday at his new place with his new husband, he couldn't be happier than to share this moment with his friends and family. As the morning went on, Mason finally appeared to spend Thanksgiving with his father and sister. From Mason's look, Steven knew something was obviously wrong.
Tom saw Heather in the driveway when Mason arrived, he quickly ran out to greet her. She rolled down her window with tears running from her eyes. Tom looked in asking, "What's wrong?" Heather being the drama queen she is started bawling, "My `boyfriend' broke up with me last night, announcing he was going back to his wife." Tom tried not to laugh looked concerningly in her eyes. She said, "I am in no mood to cook for my parents." She looked up at Tom, wondering why he stood there in boxers on this cold day. She told him to get in.
Tom opened the door to her car sitting next to his upset ex-wife. She started in on how her kids hate her, how as she emphasized he, went back to his wife, and commented she is now sitting next to her naked ex-husband, knowing his husband was just inside naked, watching from the window. She put her head to the steering wheel as she calmly said, "I just didn't want to do Thanksgiving this year." She was hoping her mother and father as well as her sister would want to go out to dinner. She asked Tom, "Could you ask Sam for a favor since I don't have reservations." Tom touched her arm he said, "I call Sam to find out if he could squeeze her party in." He doubled checked to see if it was for four people, she quickly corrected him, "Five." He raised his eyebrow, her sister's son was going to join them. Tom bit his lip. He quickly got out of the car saying, "I will call you," as he ran toward the house.
Steven saw Tom run inside, Tom was holding his arms to his body as he tried to warm up with a concerned look on his face. Steven still upset by Tom's antics yesterday, thought it was another dumb idea to go outside on this cold day dressed like he was. Steven walked over, put his arms around him to warm him up. Though he was angry at the handsome lug, his feelings for him were growing stronger every day. Steven lifted Tom's chin asking, "How many?" Tom didn't understand the question, and Steven asked, "How many were coming to her house for Thanksgiving?"
Tom looked at him, wondering how Steven knew. Tom replied, "Five." Steven told him to call her so someone can bring her turkey over and we will make both, there will be enough room for more, this way your children get to spend Thanksgiving with their family too. Steven turned to quickly walk upstairs, he grabbed Tom's phone dialing Heather's number. As he walked down the stairs he said, "It's final, we will have Mason drive over in the jeep to pick up your turkey and we will see you around five."
Steven hung up with Heather, and handed Tom his phone saying, "There will be five more." Steven walked over to Mason, handed him the keys to the jeep and told him to pick up the turkey and what else from his mother's. Mason took the keys from Steven and headed out the door. Tom looked at Steven, with a do –you- trust-him-with-the-jeep look. Steven just shook his head, not wanting to hear anything, as he was going to enjoy this day as much as possible.
Steven walked over to Tonya saying, "Your mom, grandparents and your aunt and a friend are joining us for Thanksgiving." Tonya's face lit up, it's been a long time since they were together on a holiday. "Thank you so much Steven for making the day so special for me." Steven placed his hand on her stomach just to feel the baby kick. Steven felt the energy, which made him was peaceful inside.
The guys decided to hang with Steven and help him with the two birds, as well as bake. Bev took her posse over to the guesthouse, as she was feeling better. They were going to make some breads and side dishes, as the guys did the little baking tradition of making the main course. Bev congregated her group and they headed off to the guesthouse. Steven stressed she should text if they needed anything, as they could send Mason over. Bev understood the requests, as she smiled and wink her acknowledgment.
Mason returned with the Turkey and other fixings saying, "Mom promised to be here at 5 PM with five." Steven was ready to get started. They all stood around in their boxers as they got their assigned tasks. Steven and Tom were going to make the crust for the pie, while Fred prepared the guts. Wayne started cutting the fresh pumpkin.
Sean walked Ephraim back to the room, helping him place his leg, so they could come out and help. The six guys concentrated on their tasks. Steven got upset when he soiled his boxers, he kicked them off standing naked as he kneaded the dough for the pies. Tom followed suit as they became the bare-naked chefs. Mason walked into the kitchen seeing his father naked he shucked his clothes as well commenting "I don't want to get them dirty." He worked next to Ephraim as they toiled in the kitchen. They all commented about the tight space and all accidentally bumped into each other. Ephraim took a look at Mason's ass, and with his floury hand squeezed his melons leaving a tell-tale handprint on Mason's butt cheek, Mason smiled as he looked at Ephraim's buff body. Being a teenager, he started to spout a major distraction. Ephraim was the next to remove his shots commenting, "How hot it is in here!" as he kept glancing as Mason's youthful body. Mason laughed when Ephraim's log started to poke out in front of him.
Sean not to be outdone removed his shorts as he mixed the ingredients, soon Fred and Wayne followed suit with the seven men naked in the kitchen. Everyone kept stealing glances at the young stud's meat as it stood at attention. Slowly the others reacted to his young prowess, sporting their erections, Steven commented, "Didn't anyone get lucky this morning?"
At this point Stan walked in the front door, aware of the ritual, he shucked his clothes to `help' in the kitchen, not wanting to get his clothes soiled. Steven asked, "You cool?" Stan winked his eye, "It's cool."
Steven tasted the dough and thought it could use something more, Ephraim turned stroking his cock saying, " I am willing to add some special ingredients." Sean flashed an evil smile, as he turned stroking his cock. Stan walked up first kissing Steven, then Tom. Choosing to stand next to his youngest brother, Sean, kissing him on the cheek before tweaking a nipple. Sean reached for Stan's cock saying, "Let's get this alive." Mason's eyes were glued on the men's appendages. Mason stroked looking at the two buff guys next to him. Soon Fred and Wayne turned around to join them. Tom pulled Steven away from his work as they stood around the kitchen placing the ingredients that Sean mixed on a stool as the seven stood around it.
They all stepped closer, shoulder to shoulder in a circle, their fists, pumping back and forth on their own cocks. As the men proudly showed their erect citizens, the guys knew the rules. Ephraim being the first grabbed Mason's, causing a chain reaction of circle jerking the guy's cock next to the right. Mason's hand grabbed Steven's. Steven wasn't sure how to respond, but Tom looked at Mason saying, "Isn't it impressive?" Mason nodded his head in agreement. Steven reached for Sean's, jerking his own brother's cock, as Sean placed his hand around Wayne's. Wayne's hand went to Tom's and Tom's was on Stan's. Stan played along with the ritual wrapped his hand around Fred. This wasn't the first time Stan joined the ritual, but he enjoyed the harmless fun. To complete the circle Fred was stroking Ephraim. Mason spotted the oil on the counter, reached with his free hand, poured a small amount of his cock, making Ephraim's hand side easier on the shaft. Mason knees grew weak as he felt the oiled hand on his cock. Mason passed the oil to Steven who is turned passed to Sean. The bottle went from Sean to Wayne, Wayne to Tom, Tom to Stan, Stan to Fred and Fred to Ephraim. They poured the oil on their members, allowing the other hand to stroke their cocks with pleasure. Chests were heaving as the stroking continued, heavy breathing filled the air along with the sound of their lubed fists stroking their neighbors cock.
Ephraim was the one who said "Switch", as the guys, used their other hand to grab the cock on the left side. Ephraim had Fred's cock in his hand, Fred was stroking Stan, and Stan smiled as he placed his hand over his brother-in-law's large endowment, as Tom stroked Wayne. Wayne felt Sean's cock commenting on the size, as Sean grabbed his brother. Steven hesitated for a few seconds before Mason grabbed his hand, placing it on his cock, as Mason reached for Ephraim with his other hand. The moans were audible along with the squishy jerk-off noise. Mason was the first to tremble, he held onto both shoulders as Steven's hand pumped his cock furiously. Mason was fighting to stand up, when he lurched forward, overshooting his load over the bowl, hitting his father in the leg. The last few volleys from his cock as he quaked landed in the target.
Wayne not wanting Mason's drippings to go to waste, reach down and clean Tom's thigh with his fingers. Wayne brought the fingers to his lips to taste the sweet young nectar. Sean stood next to him, grabbed Wayne by the chin, to taste the nectar from Wayne's lips. They passionately kissed as Wayne gave a little of the precious juice to his jerk off partner. Sean tasted Mason's load, shook uncontrollable as Wayne pointed the shooting cock in the right direction. Hitting the target square on. Mason stepped back from the crowd sitting his bare ass on the counter, and Steven reached for Ephraim's monster, not quite feeling his palm and fingers around the massive shaft. Sean stepped back, giving Steven Wayne's cock to tug.
Wayne looked at him and smile, nothing like coming back to the familiar, Steven turning red from the reference. Fred was the next to shoot, Ephraim was known as a good marksman in the Navy, directed Fred right on the target, adding his load to the mixture. Fred reached down to stop Ephraim from stroking his over sensitive dick, leaving Ephraim stroking Stan, commenting how he now had the cock of all three brothers. Tom looked down at the snake Steven was pleasuring, when the excitement caused Tom to trembled, his knees weakened as he couldn't hold back, Stan's talented aiming came in handy as he blasted his nut batter into the pie mixture. Tom wished he had the stamina, but knew he was going to blow as soon as Stan touched him.
The circle was down to four, Steven looked across at his brother, and Wayne commented to Ephraim, "Nothing like stroking one brother as the other strokes you." Ephraim gave him the devilish smile, concentrating on which one he would like to fuck. Stan knew he how to bow out now, he wasn't going to let Ephraim or Steven fuck him. Wayne's cock was the smallest of the three, but it wasn't anything to laugh out. Stan relaxed, letting the pleasure to consume his body, he trembled as Ephraim stroked him, concentrating on his cock head. Stan couldn't take it anymore, he moaned loudly as Ephraim directed his shot into the bowl. Ephraim egged him on to let it go, commenting that was the hugest load so far. Stan pushed Ephraim's hand away from his cock, as it was too sensitive. Stan stepped back wanting to get the oil off his hand and cock. He leaned against the counter as he watched the remaining three.
Ephraim, Steven, and Wayne were the three left. Steven was the next, his moaning got louder as his head shot back, Wayne knew the right buttons to trigger Steven and he was glad they didn't change. Steven buckled as he shot the load, Wayne made sure it hit the target. The standoff was between Wayne and Ephraim. Wayne's hand wrapped around the huge cock, stroking it, trying to get Ephraim off. Ephraim knew it was Wayne he'll be fucking tonight. Wayne looked at the size of the cock, he struggled with all he had to keep from blasting, as he knew there was no way he was going to get fucked.
Wayne reached over to play with Ephraim's nipple when Fred told him to play fair. Wayne was trying his best to hold out from coming, but Ephraim was determined he was going to fuck Wayne's ass. Ephraim put himself in another headspace, not allowing him to ignore feeling Wayne's hand on his swollen cock. Wayne tried another technique, hoping this would trigger Ephraim, but he knew it was a losing battle seeing the look on Ephraim's face. Wayne concentrated on Ephraim's cock head, but he knew Ephraim's head was in a different space. It seems like Ephraim had been always the champion. The only person that ever succeeded was Barron.
Wayne tried Barron's trick on Ephraim's cock, Ephraim was still in his trance when suddenly Wayne could not hold back any longer. Wayne felt his load building he bit his lips to stop, but it wasn't going to happen, he lurched forward, empty his balls into the pie mix. Ephraim coming out of his trance looked at Mason. Mason had no idea what was going on, but they were all looking at him. He was confused as Ephraim was facing him with the monster cock saying, "On your knees you loser."
Steven prodded Mason to get on his knees, since he came first he has to suck off the winner in front of all the participants. Mason smiled as he looked at Ephraim, quickly getting on his knees. Mason wasn't fast enough to get his mouth stretched over Ephraim's thickness. Mason tried to get as much in his mouth, as he was trying to give Ephraim head. Ephraim was excited to see the seventeen year old honking on his bobo, what a way to initiate the newbie. Ephraim looked at Tom asking, "What happened yesterday?" as Mason was on his knees between his legs. Ephraim guided Mason's head onto his cock as he looked into Tom's eyes. Tom couldn't believe he is watching his son preform on Ephraim. He knew this was what Ephraim wanted and purposely choose to stand next his son, which made him first to be the loser.
Tom bit his lip as he didn't want to say anything in front of Steven and Mason. Steven gave the evil eye before huffing. Steven got animated with his anger as he told the story- of how the bathroom shower got clogged; his father wanted a shower and Steven advised him to take one upstairs; as he was fixing the shower Tom came home and went right upstairs. Since my dad turned the sauna feature on accidentally, the bathroom was filled with steam. Tom didn't know my parents were here, went to take a shower, he mistakes my dad for me, Steven emphasized `me' while rolling his eyes, and somehow seduces my dad in the shower.
Tom proceeds to blow my dad, my dad having no clue its Tom as he's expecting my mother. My mother eventually goes upstairs, goes into the bathroom, she can't see, but here's something going on, thinks it's one thing, when actually my husband is blowing my dad. My mom enters shower realizing my dad isn't alone, screams at the top of her lungs, that Bev and I hear it downstairs, run up to think something happened to dad, only to see mom pointing at the bathroom, when my dad naked as the day he was born walks out in shock, only to be followed by whom - my one and only.
Everyone was looking at Tom. Mason was still on his knees with Ephraim pressing the back of his head against his cock. Tom turned red, and stated for the first time, "What nobody knows was Herb had cum on my face." Steven's jaw dropped, now knowing Tom made his father cum. No wonder the guy is trying to avoid Tom. Ephraim in his excitement blew his load into Mason's mouth causing Mason to gag while trying to get air as Ephraim's load leaks out the side of his mouth. Water was running down Mason's face as he tried to catch his breath.
They all looked at Mason with Fred commenting, "We know that wasn't your first cock." Sean quickly grabbed the pie mixture, mixing it thoroughly before asking Steve for the crusts. They all smiled as they knew that would be the pie filled with their love. Mason turned to look at the dangling appendage between Ephraim's legs, then he looked at Sean. Sean gave him a knowing smile, before they continued on with their preparations.
Mason looked at his father, laughing at him as he knew he blew Steven's old man. Tom wished Mason didn't hear it. But the truth was out.
With their ritual over, they returned back to preparing the Thanksgiving feast, Stan jumped into the shower so he could go over to join the group in the guesthouse. Hugging everyone goodbye, Stan hummed happily over to his destination.