I finally had my barn back. We have had a few rough storms, and my barn, my big beautiful barn that held my office, shower, and steam room, had been being used for everything from hay storage to, well, everything else!
I had just finished working on an old '59 Ford and was about to shower when my grandson Evan walked in.
He is wearing his signature Nike running shorts, which, even as baggy as they are, always show the nice-sized head of Evan's penis.
The tee shirt, cut around the neck into a deep V, allowed one to see his dark chest hair. Evan's entire body was covered in dark hair that matched the dark hair on the top of his head.
Evan, unlike his thin, lanky brother Tyler, was a stocky, beefy young man with robust muscular arms, powerful legs, and strong body muscles.
Neither of Matthew's boys has the cocks my boys and I have, nor the dicks that Angel or his sons have, but at an average of seven or so inches and a full six-inch girth, Evan was blessed with a godly body and handsome good looks.
"Hey Grandpa D, what 'ya doing? I went by the house, but Mimi is at a fundraiser for cancer, and so I figured you might be here."
I answered Evan by saying, "I've been working on the truck I bought at auction. It needs a lot more work than I had anticipated. I'm dirty and greasy and about to shower. After that, I planned to grab some dinner in town. Wanna join me?"
Evan's eyes lit up, and he laughed and said, "In the shower or for dinner in town?"
As we were talking, I was undressing, and all I had left was my boxer underwear. And as I pulled them off, I threw them towards his face and said, "The shower will give you an appetizer of sausage before your steak dinner in town!"
I turned on the hot water, stepped under it, and applied Goop Off to my greasy hands, attempting to scrub them clean.
Before I finished cleaning my hands, I felt Old Spice Body Wash being squirted on my back, and I turned to see Evan standing behind me, his naked body getting the overspray from the rain-head shower sprayer.
Before I could say anything, I felt the hot steam of piss that was spraying out of Evan's cock hit my knees.
"You little shit!" I shouted at him laughingly. "So you wanna play, do you?"
"Bring it on, bring it on!" Evan said, laughing.
I took my cock in my right hand, and using my left hand, I pushed Evan's hefty body to the shower floor and pissed on his face!
Evan leaned his head back, allowing my pee to run down his neck and onto his hairy chest!
I said, "Mess with me, you little whipper snapper, and I'll win every time!"
The laughter was contagious, and soon, we were both enjoying the fun, oblivious that his dad had walked into the room.
"Now that's a sight to see! My father is literally pissing on my son's face!" Matthew said!
I said, "Get your ass in here, and I'll piss on you too! What are you doing sneaking around these parts? Aren't you supposed to be saving lives at the hospital?"
He explained that it was his early night, and since his wife had joined my wife at the benefit, he found himself home alone but had seen Evan's location on Life 360, so he knew he had to be here and assumed I was as well.
"And you figured, where there are men, there is dick, right? Well, get naked and wash your old man's ass!" I instructed.
In a matter of seconds, Matt was as naked as the two of us, all ten shower heads were spraying hot water over our bodies, and we were all covered in Old Spice Bodywash.
I leaned against the tiled back wall, sprayed the suds away from my cock, and said, "Adam, come over here and suck your gramps cock. Matt, watch your son suck this cock!"
Matt said, "Fuck that! I want a slurp from that hot mouth as well!"
Moving to stand beside me, Matt aimed his cock, which looked very much like my own in length, just minus several inches in circumference, towards his son's face.
Evan, on his knees, had six or seven inches of my man sausages in his mouth, his tongue rolling around my shaft, then pulling back, sucking my cocks head, licking my piss slit, sending shivers through my body, before once again engulfing my shaft.
I put my arm around Matthew, pulling him closer and closer to me; he leaned into me, opening his mouth and pressing his lips against mine, allowing my tongue to dart into his mouth, and accept his tongue into mine, twirling around each other, in a hot steamy french kiss.
Evan pulled off my dick, moving his hand up to stroke me as he engulfed his dad's long, thick dick, pulling back to lick the precum that was leaking out of his father's penis, then taking the hard cock back down his throat.
After a few deep swallowing of Matthew's penis, he returned to mine.
My handsome, strong, sexy studly son and his equally handsome, beefy, masculine nineteen-year-old son and I were bound together in a tight embrace, our hard cocks begging for more!
I said, "Let's move this to the steam room. Evan, lay on your stomach on the middle table."
Matthew walked up behind Evan and raised him on his knees while I adjusted the temperature to 160° and added a steady water drip to the hot stones, changing the spout to a constant drip for added steam.
I walked up to Evan's face, bent down, and kissed the handsome young man, who was holding himself up by his hands, darting my tongue between his ruby-red lips, past his white teeth, and across his tongue.
Behind him, Matthew bent down and used his big strong hands to part his ass cheeks and sunk his face into Adams's ass.
Using his tongue, he began licking, in circular motions, the pink, puckered punks asshole. I swear if asses could be labeled as "wet," this boy's man-pussy would be wet.
As I stood at the base of the wooden runs, with Adam stretched out in front of me, with his ass being eaten out by his father, I said to him, "Put those moans to good use, boy, moan on the head of your Grandpa's dick."
Adam repositioned himself, allowing his hands to move to my hips to steady himself.
Adam opened his mouth and accepted the head of my dick, first licking the dripping precum from my piss slit before twirling his tongue around the entire shaft and sucking my cock.
"Oh yeah, boy, thats it. Worship the dick that made your dad, so you could be born to be the man you are, the man who likes a cock in your mouth while your ass is being eaten! That's right, bitch boy, suck that dick!" I kept rubbing my hands through Evan's dark hair as I talked shit to him.
From the other end of the wooden bench, Matthew stood and slapped Evan's ass. He said, "Roll over. Lay long ways on the boards. We both need to get to your holes!"
Evan released my cock and rolled onto his back. I pulled him towards me until his head hung slightly over the edge. His dad released the lever, allowing the last two boards to be lowered, and stepped closer to Evan's ass.
Evan said, "I feel like Tyler! He is the one who likes to be stuffed! Man, I never get this much attention! Fuck my mouth, Grandpa D!"
Raising slightly on his elbows, Evan looked at his dad and said, "Daddy fuck me. Don't do that tender loving love making shit. If you are going to fuck me, fuck me, ok?"
Matthew looked up at me, and our eyes met.
He looked down at his son and said, "If that's what you want, that's what you will get!"
Evan laid back and said, "It is. Finally!"