Tom the Fireman Part 52
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After the guys created their specialties, the chocolate pudding, pumpkin, apple, red raspberry, key lime pies were ready to be baked along with the zucchini nut and banana nut bread. There was plenty for the dinner guests. Steven was grateful the house came with two ovens, as he always intended to have big parties during the holidays.
Placing the pies in the oven, Steven turned on what he called the cleaning music. The dance music filled the house, as everyone helped clean up the kitchen and the dining room. When the dance version of Rolling in the Deep blared through the house, Sean was the first to get up on the dining room table, doing his best Adele impersonation as position, lip-syncing naked as he gyrated his hips to the beat. He even grabbed a chair to add a `flash dance' routine; his legs stretched out before him, his head rolled back, as his chested heaved up. He got up and seduced the chair as the rest cheered on. All hanging heavy between their legs, the party was starting, as they began to entertain.
When It's raining men came on right afterward, Sean continued with his diva impersonation performance. Fred and Wayne both got behind him, being his backup singers, as the other's watched as they danced around the dining room table, laughing and having a good time.
Bev hearing the music from the guest house knew she was missing out. She made an excuse to leave the rest in the guest house as she ran over to join the men. Running through the back door, with her hands up in the air, she joined her naked cohorts in their festivities. Ephraim pulled out a boa, wrapping it around Bev's shoulders, as she danced.
Stan asked if everyone was ok at the guest house, before he quickly changed in the bedroom, followed Bev over to the "cleaning party." Horace shook his head, trying not to think about what his fathers were doing, as he seen it before, not very interested in seeing his father's partying naked with other grown men. Tonya asked what was going on, he whispered in his ears, and she made a face, trying clear the image in her mind about what her father and the other men were doing. Herb and Lois just ignored what was going on, as they too had witnessed in the past. They didn't want to see their sons' shenanigans. Yesterday was enough.
Following in Bev's footsteps, Stan abandoned the four chefs, laughing as he saw the three swinging their hips making their best feminine moves on the table. Bev had the boa raised over her head her arms going from side to side as she danced along with her boys. Stan stood behind her, placing his hands on her hips, bopping along with Bev and the music. Not much cleaning was getting done, but the guys were sure having a blast, relieving their frustrations of their day to day lives.
Bev was still dressed and was dancing with her boa when I will survive came on, she was next on the table, pushing everyone out of the way, as she climbed on a table chair to get on the table. She grabbed the spatula, doing her best inner diva as she belted along with the song. The sweaty guys were dancing around the table at the bottom of her feet. Looking down and seeing all the jiggling cock, Bev suddenly got the giggles, realizing how funny it looked from where she was standing.
Bev noticed Steven whispering in Stan's ear, before Steven walked over the iPod, finding a song. Finished with her performance, the men were all sweaty. When she looked down, she saw Stan was gone. Bev knew the two brothers were up to something. She carefully got down from the table. As the guys stood around waiting for Steven's plan to hatch, they lifted their arms, smelling themselves, all commenting; they will need a shower. Suddenly "You can leave your hat on" started to fill the room, Stan makes his entrance fully dressed as well as wearing a German fedora. Stan, stepped up on the chair to get up on the table, tipping the fedora to Bev, moving his arms and hips seductively as his eyes were on her. The guys stood around as they watched Stan do his best to seduce her with his suaveness. He slowly seductively unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a time, starting from the top, when undoing enough buttons, he pulled the shirt to reveal some of his chest, hearing catcalls from the audience. Stan worked on the rest of the buttons pulling his shirt out of his pants, displaying his torso. Rolling his shoulders, Stan allows the shirt falls down his back, removing his arms out of each sleeve, he stood there with the shirt in one hand. Stan continued his dance moves while holding the t-shirt over his head swinging it around before placing it between his legs, grabbing the other end to shimmy between his legs intimately dancing for Bev. He balled the shirt in his hand, throwing it in a corner as he rolled his hips, dancing shirtless on the table.
Bev laughed when he awkwardly pulled off his boots, but recomposed himself, winning her attention when he stood back up thrusting his hips toward her as he flexed his chest and arms. Reaching down for his belt, pulling it from the loops with one pull before doubling it up, swinging it in the air, before placing it behind his neck, seducing Bev along with all the other men. A few could be heard, telling him to take it off as others whistled.
The cheers got louder as Stan undid his pant button, pulling down his zipper. He slowly pulled it back up only to pull it back down again. The seducer pulled his pants open displaying skimpy underwear. He turned around to lower his pants over his ass, showing the guys he was wearing well-worn briefs that seen better days, there were rips near the waistband, and as they were very sheer, not leaving much to the imagination. Wiggling his ass, he pulled his pants back up, only to dance in a circle waving his arm in the air like he was waving a lasso, rolling his hips. He threw the pretend rope at Bev, as he pulled her in, laying down on the table supporting himself on his arms waving his body as he snaked closer to Bev. Stan kissed her before getting back up, to seduce everyone with the removal his clothing, pulling his pants down his thighs, as he stepped out of them, standing in his revealing straining briefs and socks. He quickly got down on the table again, waving his body just like before, this time with almost all revealed. The erotic seducer sat down, pulling each sock off before standing up to complete his striptease. He gyrated his hips, enticing all the men to keep their eyes on the only covered body part, as he stood before them almost entirely naked.
He reached for one side of the briefs, pulling on the fabric, it rips along with the elastic, leaving the dangling pouch which barely covered his swelling cock, as well as his bubble butt. He reached for the other side, pulling again, the elastic snaps, allowing the briefs to fall to the table. With his eyes on Bev, he ran his hands along his torso, working his way down to his cock. He seductively smiles looking at her, as he reached for his cock, pulling on it, as it grows. The men howl at his stand-at-attention manhood. When the song ended, he climbed down the table, kissing Bev passionately as he sat on her lap.
Mason was laughing at the grown men as they danced and partied. The atmosphere changed when Harry Styles "Sign of the time" was playing; it was Mason's favorite song, he got up on the table as they watched. Singing his heart out, as he put his emotion into it. Mason held the spatula to his mouth and did his best. Everyone's mouth dropped, with his heart-wrenching impression, leaving Ephraim in tears, as he said, that song always got to him.
The beat changed when Anaconda bass filled the room, Mason still up on the table, started to twerk his ass just like the video. Tom not to be outdone by his son, got up next to him, competing with Mason in his twerking. The guys laughed as they watched the two compete. Tom had the meatier of the asses, as he out twerked Mason. Mason kept trying but knew all eyes were on his dad.
Abba's dancing queen was next in the queue, Steven and Sean were Frida and Agnetha. Steven grabbed the boa from Bev, who held onto the other end, as he tugged, Bev reluctantly giving up. It was like when they were boys; they had the routine down. Tom looked up laughing hysterically, did you think Lois may have known they were gay? Steven commented how his mom always listened to them, and once they saw a video, they both had the moves down, performing for their mom when the song came on. Steven threw his head back like a diva wearing his boa, Sean said he wanted one too, Steven wrapped the other end around Sean's neck performed together It was much different as they were clothed, but they always had fun doing it. Tom's mouth dropped never seeing this side of Steven.
The next up on the table was Tom, who requested Steven play "I Gotta Feeling." Tom was in charge and had his moves down right. Ephraim climbed up on the table, edging the guys to sing along, as they raised their hands jumping up and down to the beat. Tom was lightly sweating from his little workout, as he danced on the table, all eyes on him. Ephraim got behind him, holding Tom's hips as they did their smooth moves the `stage.' The guys continued their little-naked cleanup party when they decided to break for lunch. After lunch, Ephraim disappeared, when Sean queued up the song, he came out in his boa, lip-syncing "S&M" and with the final encore of "Work it Bitch" with a whip and all. The eyebrows rose when they saw the strap, wondering what Sean and Ephraim like. The guys were laughing so hard; they were having a good time.
Once the lunchtime fun and games were over, they were given a task to complete. Tom and Steven prepared the two turkeys, with Tom also preparing the oyster pudding. Sean and Ephraim concentrated on the sweet potatoes, as Fred and Wayne stuffing and vegetables. Mason was assigned the task of making the salad. Bev with a smile on her face, walked back over to the guest house, once Stan got dressed, squeezing his buns all the way over.
Ephraim, being the party boy, opened two bottles of wine, pouring glasses as they started to get ready for the festivities. The guys smiled as they accepted the liquid gift from their `gifted' server. Ephraim was enjoying the attention as his getting his butt squeezed, or nipples tweaked as he served the guests and hosts. His half-semi cock hung between his legs, getting as much attention as the rest of him.
Steven pushed Tom out of the way as he prepared the birds, he gathered the herbs, rosemary, thyme, and oregano, placing them in melted butter. Steven pushed his hand under the skin, smoothing the concoction between the breast and skin. He proceeded to rub the rest of it over the surface, getting it ready for the over. He turned the over up to 500 degrees allowing the oven to warm up.
Tom broke up the saltines in a bowl, the melted butter and mixed with the crackers. He opened the cans of Oysters, removing them, leaving the slimy content in the containers. Tom coated the dish with the butter, before adding the bottom layer of crackers. He placed the oysters on top of the first layer, adding his second layer over top of them. He added another layer of oysters. Sean and Fred made a face as they watched Tom create a dish they never heard before. Tom took the contents of the can mixing it with some cream and a tad bit of Worchester sauce, mixing it well, pour the entire contents into the dish. Add the last layer of crackers over the top. He set it aside to wait for the appropriate time to go into the oven.
Sean placed the sweet potatoes in the microwave when they were soft enough, he a sliced up the sweet potatoes putting them in the casserole dish. Ephraim was on the stove combining the butter, molasses, brown sugar and cayenne, before adding the bourbon. They mixed the potatoes with the molasses mixture into a dish, getting it ready for its turn in the over.
Steven pulled the pies and placed them on the cooling rack, the aroma of the different types flooded the house, giving it a delicious smell. Ephraim kept their glasses filled as they worked on getting the house ready.
Slowly the guys started to get themselves ready, sniffing their underarms, Sean and Ephraim were the first to go into the shower. Sean helps Ephraim with his leg; he hopped into the shower. Sean knelt in front of Ephraim as he sat in the shower seat, washing his muscular torso first as he kissed him. The water was cascading over their bodies. Sean's soapy hands started at Ephraim's neck, his eye locked onto Ephraim's, as he washed Ephraim's muscular chest. Ephraim washed Sean's hair as he sat there feeling Sean's hands all over his body. Sean leaned in for a kiss, running his hands down Ephraim's massive back, touching the muscular body. Ephraim held onto the back of Sean's head, holding him to his lips as their tongues battled between each other. Sean pulled his face back, telling Ephraim how much he loves him. Ephraim pulls him closer, hugging tightly to Sean, whispering in his ear, how much he loved Sean. Sean told Ephraim to lift his arms; Sean whiffs the pungent smell before licking the sweaty underarm. Ephraim moans, holding Sean's face to the exposed pit, as Sean tongue bath's the hairy ripe pit. Sean buries his face into Ephraim's other pit, giving it the same attention as he did on the other one. After the tongue bath, Sean washes the stink from Ephraim's armpits, giving him the sad face. Once he knew Ephraim wouldn't be offending the guests with his ripe smell, Sean went behind Ephraim, washing his back, feeling the wet silky skin sending electrical pulses through his body. He never grew tired touching Ephraim body; he felt blessed to have Ephraim in his life wiping a tear from his eye. When he was finished washing Ephraim's broad back and squeezable ass cheeks, he stood in front of Ephraim, with little Sean pointing at Ephraim's face. Ephraim pulled Sean toward him, kissing him on the stomach, before placing his head against Sean's stomach, bringing him closer for a hug.
Ephraim looked up at his lover, grabbing the soap from his hand, as Ephraim's manly hands washed Sean's flat stomach, then gliding his hand lower, concentrating on Sean's crotch, gently working his balls on both sides, soaping them up well. Ephraim leaned forward, kissing the tip of Sean's cock, watching it twitch in front of him, he preceded to deep throat Sean. Sean held onto the back of his head moaning, as he felt Ephraim's mouth wrapping around his engorged shaft. Ephraim loved to feel Sean pump his cock down his throat, face fucking Ephraim as the warm water enhanced to their sexual excitement. Ephraim's mouth was working its magic, causing Sean to buck, Sean held onto the walls to steady himself. Ephraim wrapped his hands around Sean's shaft, adding to the pleasure as he applied suction to the oral probing.
Sean's fingers held on tightly to the partition; he could feel the pending release building as his knees started to shake. Ephraim felt Sean's trembling, he quickly reached down stroking his cock with his free hands, as he bobbed up and down Sean's throbbing shaft. Sean's breathing grew heavier as Ephraim concentrated on his protein injection. Sean was trying to hold back his screams as he felt the load escaping from his full balls, he bit down on his lip, as he experienced the pending blast expand through his body, trembling as the first load raced to the end of his cock, blasting a thick creamy load into Ephraim's warm wet mouth. Ephraim hung onto Sean like riding a wild bronco as Sean continued to explode his mouth, hearing Sean trying to suppress his screams of pleasure, Sean couldn't stand leaning over Ephraim, before allowing himself to fall back against the shower wall facing Ephraim.
Ephraim flogged on his cock, as he tasted the first blast in his mouth, the warm salty mixture filling his mouth. He tried to swallow as he felt his excitement start to build. Sean fell back when Ephraim's breathing became labored; he trembled as he looked at his lover sitting against the shower wall just in front of him. Ephraim tried to suppress the urge to cry out, he wrapped his free hands around his balls, as his other pistoned up and down his shaft, looking at Sean's naked body. Sean looked into his eyes, biting his lips when that's all it took for Ephraim to blast. Ephraim leaned back on his stool, his cock aimed at Sean, as the first blast ripped through his body, Ephraim let out a faint scream, as the wad shot across the shower onto Sean's face, spitting on his cheek. The next volley was the same force landing slightly lower on Sean's chin, his next blasted on Sean's neck, as the last dripped out the end of his extended shaft. Sean sat there with a face full of cum, trying to regain his strength. Ephraim leaned forward propping himself up with his arms on his thighs as he tried to restore his well-spent energy.
Sean shimmied up the wall with his back, wiping the wads from his face. He placed his face in the shower stream washing the rest of Ephraim off his face. Ephraim held his hands in the flow, removing the copious seed from his hands and fingers. When they were both cleaned, Sean turned off the shower, grabbed the towels so both could dry off. Sean helped Ephraim back in the bedroom, as they sat on the bed next to each other, holding each other as the gently kissed, wishing each a happy Thanksgiving.
Fred and Wayne were off to the shower, they undressed, walking into the bathroom at the same time. Fred got the bath ready, as Wayne stood in front of the toilet, holding his cock as he aimed for the body of the bowl. The flow was heavy filling the bathroom with the sound of a spigot emptying into a buck of water. Fred's cock started inflating, listening to the sound of him relieving himself. Wayne turned around, showing his semi to Fred, walking up to him, kissing him. Fred felt a few drops on the tip of Wayne's cock, lifting his wet fingers to his mouth to taste Wayne's piss. Fred smiled, kissing Wayne passionately, hoping Wayne could savor himself on Fred's lips.
Fred bypassed Wayne to the toilet, aiming his hardening meat, he successfully guided his steam into the bowl, not spraying the surrounding areas. With his cock at full mast, he headed to the shower, to greet his soaked partner. Fred pushed Wayne against the shower wall, pressing his naked body against Wayne's fur. He pinned him, as he leaned in for a kiss, biting Wayne on the lips. Wayne sneered as the liked Fred's aggressiveness. Fred ran his hand down the furry chest, asking how Wayne liked the whip. Wayne grabbed the back of Fred's head, pulling him toward his mouth to give him a passionate kiss. He whispered in his ear "I liked it, I should use you on your ass, for peeing in the toilet." Fred placed his hands on Wayne's shoulder, smiling to let Wayne know he would like that.
Fred then teased Wayne as he reached down to caress his throbbing cock with his soapy hand saying, " Are you ready for the python up your ass?" as he reached around to stick a soapy finger in Wayne's ass. Wayne smiled thinking about feeling Ephraim inside of him. Fred said how much he wanted to watch the two. Fred worked Wayne's cock vigorously with his hand, as the other lathered up the hirsute body in the shower with him. Spreading his legs apart, Wayne leaned against the partition slightly moaning as he felt the soapy hand massage his swollen cock. Reaching forward, Wayne wrapped his hand around Fred's impressive flagpole, stroking in time with Fred. Both stood there well lathered from head to toe, the white suds pronounced against Wayne's chestnut hair, stroking each other as they looked with animalistic lust into each other's eyes. Their breathing was growing more burdensome as the water cascaded down their side. Wayne leaned into a passionate kiss on the lips with Fred, as the heat between them grew, without a sound they connected at the lips, while their hands pleasured their partner with the fast stroking.
Wayne felt the need to go again; he gave Fred that look, who knew to get on his knees. Wayne pulled Fred's head toward his cock, Fred clamped his lips around the thick shaft, tasting the liquid gold Wayne was offering. Fred controlled the flow with his tongue, as his mouth filled. Swallowing each mouthful, before lessening the pressure only to receive some more. As Fred felt the stream slowing in his mouth, he held the liquid in his mouth, getting up from his knees, only to feed it to Wayne as they kissed, squirting the liquid amber between the two, slowly swallowing as they kissed. Fred looked Wayne in the eyes and smiling as he got back down on his knees.
Wayne held onto Fred's head, as Fred engulfed his cock with his lips. Fred took the thick cock into his mouth, apply the suction. Wayne still wasn't finished, held Fred's lips against his pubs, releasing the last into Fred's mouth. Holding it there till he felt his swallow, the sensation of Fred swallowing felt great on his cock. Fred reached down between his legs, stroking as Wayne held onto the sides of his head, pumping his thick cock into Fred's mouth. Fred tried to look up, Wayne spat on his face, as his cock was feverishly tapping into Fred's face. Wayne commented how his pursing lips looked around his cock. Wayne pushed in to watch his cock disappear into Fred's mouth. Pulling slowly out to see Fred's lips stretched outward around his cock. Wayne watched for a few seconds pumping slowly, watching Fred's lips. When Fred got his cock super slick with his throat phlegm, Wayne sped up the process of draining his balls into Fred's mouth.
With his free hand, Fred wrapped his hand around Wayne's balls that were slapping against his chin. Holding the boys, he pulled them lower, causing Wayne to fuck his face even harder. Fred squeezed the boys causing Wayne to moan, plunging even more fiercely into Fred's face, his pubes against Fred's nose as he jabbed in.
Fred squeezed harder, Wayne's cock was throbbing as he felt the pressure. Leaning over Fred, Wayne placed hands on the opposing partition; his breathing was laborious, his knees were weakening, as he felt the release course through his body. Wayne yelled out as the load worked its way from his balls, to deep inside his guts, racing down his cock, expanding the urethra as it blasted into the back of Fred's throat. Fred was waiting for his reward, tasting the copious load being deposited in his mouth, flailing on his cock, Fred instantly shot between Wayne's legs, hitting the wall behind. Wayne felt the next blast bucking his hips into Fred's face, depositing more of the fresh thick cream into the warm wet mouth. Fred's cock jerked as he ejected burst after burst of his thick baby batter onto the shower floor.
Both snickering when they heard the knock on the door asking if they were alright, and a devious laugh. Standing outside the shower door enjoying the show, Tom was wearing a sinister smile as he stroked his cock, saying that was hot. Fred got up off the shower floor, to walk over and pinch Tom's nipples before stepping back into the shower to clean up, pulling Tom in with them.
Steven wandered upstairs, he heard the commotion from the guest's bathroom, not seeing Tom, he walked in to see what predicament Tom had gotten into. Hearing the noise from the shower, he saw he was between Fred and Wayne, both pawing at him in the shower.
Steven stood there as Fred and Wayne looked in his direction, they both flashed a devious smile as Fred knelt behind Tom, parting his ass cheeks, and placing his face at Tom's hole. Steven nodded, and Wayne knelt in front of Tom, taking his trouser snake into his mouth, moaning as he tasted Tom's rod. Tom turned to see Steven standing there. Steven turned around to let the three play, as he knew Fred and Wayne wanted to get Tom alone ever since they met.
Steven turned to go to his shower in his room, only to be greeted by Mason. Mason saw where Steven came from, being curious he walked into the guest bedroom, hearing the slurping sounds and running water, Mason walked into the bathroom, to see his father sandwiched between the two. Mason walked over to whisper into his father's ear, Tom shook his head in agreement, as Mason turned around and left.
Wayne and Fred kept their mouths on Tom, ignoring that Mason had ever walked in on them. Fred spread Tom's cheeks wide, as his tongue ran circles around his exposed hole, licking from the bottom to the top, swirling his tongue around the hole. Wayne was in heaven as he took Tom's long snake down his throat, coating the glistening cock with thick throat phlegm.
Fred pushed down on Tom's shoulders, as Tom took the hint kneeling in front of the two lovers. Placing their cocks together, Fred and Wayne aimed at stretching Tom's mouth. Tom looked at Wayne, knowing he couldn't take the two together, he placed his hand on Wayne's cock, taking Fred's cock into his slobbering mouth. Tom felt the spongy tip against his lips, opening to trace his tongue around Fred's bulbous cock head. Wayne pushed the back of Tom's head further on the cock, watching Fred cock disappear between his lips. Wayne pulled Fred's face closer to kiss him, as Tom bobbed on Fred.
Fred pulled Tom's head off his cock, looking down he spat on Tom's face, wiping the spittle all over him. Tom's cock throbbed remembering how Randy would spit on him while fucking him. Tom couldn't believe he remembered the jerk, trying to erase any thoughts of him from his mind. Soon Fred stood back, aiming his cock at Tom's chest, letting the stream flow as it drenched Tom's body, running down the front, towards his cock and balls, Tom felt the warm wet liquid race down his body, over his cock, and over his balls; this made him throb even more. He loved the feeling, realizing how much he missed it. Taking his hands, rubbing it all over his body, Wayne stepped back to add his flow to the backside of Tom: pissing on the back of his head; letting it flow down his backside; Tom was in heaven experiencing the gold stream wind down his ass crack and over his hole. He quivered at the feeling, looking up begging for more. Fred and Wayne smiled, liking the pig they saw inside of Tom. Pulling him up, they both took turns licking the piss of Tom's body.
Being disgusted with what he just witnessed Mason walked over to the master bedroom, he gave Steven the puppy dog eyes, as Steven walked into the bathroom, realizing what Mason just saw. Mason's cock jutted out in front of him, hoping his fantasy would come true. Steven walked into the shower, as Mason stood by the door watching Steven wash his body. Mason stepped in when Steven was washing his hair, seeing Steven's armpits were driving him crazy, he never leaked precum before, but seeing Steven facing to the stall door, his arms up as he scrubbed the back of his head, was more than he could take.
Mason opened the door, stepping in. Steven couldn't see with the soap in his eyes, Mason touched Steven's wet smooth chest, feeling the excitement race through his body. Steven turned his back to rinse the soap off of his face and out of his hair by standing under the direct spray of the shower. Mason traced his fingertips down the spine of Steven's back. Steven turned around, opening his eyes, he jumped when he realized Mason was naked in the shower with him. Steven told him, "No!" as Mason approached him. Steven stepped back as Mason got closer, trying to duck to the side, Mason placed his arm to block him. Hearing a thud as he nervously hit his elbow against the glass partition, Steven started to panic, catching his balance, he stood upright.
Tom was enjoying his shower with Steven's friends, but when he heard a thud, he quickly ran out of the shower into his bedroom, only to see Steven look in horror as Mason was trying to seduce him. Steven's eyes were wide open looking directly at Tom standing in the doorway. Entering the shower, Tom pushed Mason aside to see if Steven was okay. Holding Steven he whispered, "Its ok." He felt Steven trembling; Tom kissed him on the cheek stroking his cheek with his hand. Looking into Steven's eyes, saying, "It is alright." Mason stood in the shower as his father tried to comfort Steven. Steven just wept in Tom's arms. Mason stepped out of the shower, leaving the two alone.
Tom whispered, "Everything would be o.k., it's alright." When Steven stopped shaking, Tom helped Steven up. Looking into Steven's eyes he saw confusion. Kissing him as he pulled Steven to his body, Tom inhaled feeling Steven's naked body come into contact with his. Tom stepped back saying, "This is what I wanted." Steven was still nervous as the felt Tom's nakedness against his. Steven was seeing Tom in a different light – he liked the idea of Steven being with his son. Steven being older never thought there would be this attraction. Knowing Tom consented, he saw Mason finally as a man. Realizing Mason was letting his desire be known to him, even though Steven hadn't sexually thought about Mason, Steven entertained the idea of being with the younger "Tom."
Tom held Steven against the wall, lifting up his arms over Steven's head and trapping them there with his hand. As he exposed Steven's armpits, Tom smelled the slight ripeness arising from them, burying his face, he sucked on the sweaty hair and licked the ripe pits, getting Steven's scent all over his face.
Steven felt the tongue bathing his pits were getting; he moaned encouraging Tom to continue. Steven's cock throbbed as he felt the exquisite tongue on his underarms, his pit hair soaked in his husband's saliva. Tom loved the taste of Steven's pits, as he concentrated on them as the water cascaded down, Steven looked so masculine pinned against the wall as he rubbed his cock against Steven's hips and stomach.
Mason feeling dejected sat on the bed, leaning back, he listened to them in the bathroom. He thought about what he did wrong? Mason wanted to feel his step-father. Why had Steven grabbed his cock in the kitchen? Weren't they sharing the same feelings? Mason thought upon when Steven removed his hand to stroke his brother, how he missed the feeling between his legs. Though Ephraim's felt good, it was the excitement he was experiencing with Steven that made a connection.
Mason saw his father sexually for the first time, not believing he was allowing these two men to piss on him. Mason thought it was gross, but his cock told him otherwise. While his father was showering with Steven, he got off the bed to watch. Something about his father being sexual with Steven was making him curious. He stood in the open doorway watching his father, licking his pits.
Steven reached to turn off the water; he told Tom to kneel. Following the order, Tom knelt looking up at Steven. Reaching for his cock, he aimed the hard member toward Tom; Tom knew what to expect as he knew Steven witnessed what happened with his friends. Concentrating to relax his bladder, Steven stood there for a half a minute holding his cock, concentrating to release the contents of his bladder, as his piss rushed out of his cock onto Tom. Pissing directly onto Tom's face, Tom opened his mouth to gather a mouthful, Steven guiding his cock, sprayed Tom's chest with full force, Tom moaning as he wiped the gold shower all over his torso.
Mason's mouth dropped as he watched the second golden shower, his cock betraying him as he watched his father and step-father. Tom thought he saw something in the doorway, looked up to see Mason watching, his mouth agape but his cock dripping precum as he watched his father's humiliation. Tom turned to Steven, taking his cock into his mouth. Tom watched from the corner of his eyes as he bobbed back and forth on Steven's impressive member. Tom liked the idea his son was viewing him. He wrapped his hand around the base of Steven's standing-proud cock as Steven leaned against the shower wall moaning with his eyes closed. Working his hand around Steven's glistening shaft Tom went deep - meeting his mouth to his hand wrapped around the swollen cock. Opening his throat for Steven to slide down. Tom reached down between his legs stroking his long sausage. Reaching for the back of Tom's head, Steven held it as he started to pump into Tom's mouth. Steven's torso leaned over Tom's head, as he kept pumping, leaving him gasping as his knees began to tremble.
Steven started moaning louder as he felt his heavy balls rise. His bucking into Tom's face was getting quirky; his breath erratic, as he bit his lip concentrating on jamming his cock down Tom's throat. Sensing the nut-butter, Tom opened his throat for the gift that was about to be donated. Steven's head resting against the shower stall tightened his grip as a guttural moan escaped his throat as the load rush through his cock spurting deep down Tom's throat. Steven knew his sudden cries of ecstasy was audible; he couldn't help his vocalization with his cock lodged in Tom's throat felt so wonderful.
Tom felt the cock swell in his mouth, the head expanded cutting off his air. Feeling the cock twitch as it unloaded thick cream down his gullet, Tom's cock spurted in the air, landing on the glass partition behind Steven. The thick coat slow slid down the glass, as Tom added another volley of the milking substance, adding to what he just deposited. Steven pushed his cock further down Tom's throat, choking him, as he felt the rest blast out of his manhood. Steven pulled the cock from Tom's mouth. Leaning back against the partition, not able to stand, he slid down through the load that Tom deposited on the glass and shower floor. Steven sat in Tom's thick creamy load. Tom stood up, aiming his cock at Steven, blasting his face with a spray of his golden liquid. Drenching Steven's hair Tom targeted the rest of the piss all over his lover's body. Tom reached down taking Steven by the arms, helping him to stand up, with the aftertaste of Steven in his mouth, Tom swallowed before kissing Steven on his lips. Tom reached for the faucet letting the water rinse Steven's piss off him, as they hugged. Tom whisper in Steven's ear. Steven turned to see Mason standing there, dripping in the threshold.
They turned off the water, walking out of the shower, Tom pointed to the shower stall telling Mason he should get in. As the two stood at the vanity, with his dripping cock leading the way Mason stepped in the shower with Steven admiring from behind.
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