Showering: Lil, Veevee and Bernie, Hank and Gary

"Dibs on the hall shower!" Lil said. Laughing, she scampered up the stairs, her face still faintly gleaming from where her mother had licked off Gary and Hank's seed.

"Good thing we have two more," Hank said. "Gary, let's take the outside shower."

"Sure, Dad," Gary said, following Hank toward the shower by the sauna.

"Master bathroom, young lady," Veevee said to Bernie. "I'm pleased you're only a semi-retired lesbian." Veevee shook her hips. "Mm-mm. But I'm a little surprised you have so much of a taste for pecker juice."

Bernie dipped her head, her dark curls bouncing. "Gary has made a big difference in my life," she said. "Including that. I like his taste. And Hank tastes a lot like Gary." Hank and Gary's mingled seed still coated her mouth, salty and slippery.

In the hall shower, Lil washed up by herself, singing her one of her favorite Billy Royce songs. She had a lot of favorites. What a morning it had been, and there was still plenty of morning left. Steve, her terrible cheating boyfriend, had also liked shooting off on her face. It was kind of fun, but mostly she'd humored him. But today, she'd up and ASKED Dad and Gary. Well. She sighed. With Dad and Gary it was really pretty great. And then MOM had licked it off and shared it with Bernie. She shook her head and laughed at herself. Laughed at all of them. Billy Royce had some song about dating on the rebound from a breakup. Nothing like THIS. The shower rained down as Lil started singing that one.

"That feels wonderful," Bernie said as Veevee massaged shampoo into her hair. "How did you have my brand?"

Veevee chuckled. "Well, you know, I reckon the third time a young lady stays over, she's likely going to be coming back. I asked your mom, and I set up a shelf for you. Shampoo, lotion, hair stuff, and two kinds of lube. Pussy lube and butt lube."

Bernie let out an annoyed huff. "Mom went a little far with the lube thing."

"Hon, I think Gary may have found a keeper in you," Veevee said. "I asked your mama straight out because I want you to feel at home here. Not so at home that you sneak into my bed to grab my man without telling me, but I'll let you off on that one if you let me off on, well..."

Bernie laughed. "Fucking my BOYFRIEND, your SON," she said. She tilted her head back into Veevee's kneading fingertips. "Okay."

"And butt lube?" Veevee said. "No need to be ashamed. Same brand as mine. You have good taste."

"And you taste good," Bernie said. "All of you."

Bernie and Veevee laughed together under the shower.

Gary and Hank took turns under the outside shower between the house and the detached sauna.

Hank bent over and reached down for a washcloth, his butt squarely pointed at Gary. Gary took a deep breath as he looked at his dad's butt and balls. Gary's cock twitched and started filling. After Peter Walker and Stuart from the beach crowd had got Gary into fucking guys -- Gary into Peter now and then, and Stuart into Gary once -- Gary's attraction had become more equal-opportunity.

Hank turned around, looked at Gary's half-hard cock, and gave him a grin. "Little test. Thought that might get a rise out of you," he said. Hank stepped under the shower and scrubbed away with the washcloth.

"Dad?" Gary said. "A test?"

"I get hard for guys too," Hank said. "Figured it might run in the family. Plus when we were on the cruise, I caught the drift from Peter that you two were fucking. Is that right?"

Gary blushed. "Yeah," he said.

"You tell Bernie?" Hank said.

"Uh," Gary said. "Not yet."

"Tell her," Hank said. "So. What do you think of this morning? Last night?"

Gary took a deep breath. "Out of control?" he said. "I mean, Mom, then, Bernie, and this morning, wow, Lil?"

Hank nodded. "Your mom couldn't resist," he said. "After that, it was balls out all over." Hank rinsed. "How do you feel? For real?"

"I, um," Gary started. "This morning?"

"Yup," Hank said.

"I'd do it again."

"Your mama will be glad to know," Hank said.

"Really?" Gary said. "She...me...again?"

"Not if you don't want to," Hank said. "But yes if you do. Your turn with the shower."

"Guess I better check with Bernie," Gary said. He stepped under the shower.

"You do that," Hank said. "And with your sister." Hank handed Gary a fresh washcloth.

"And Lil?" Gary said. "I mean, you and Lil?"

"For now," Hank said. "She'll move along, I hope. But she's wanting comfort, and she turned to you. And me. And we were here for her."

"Yeah," Gary said. He took a deep breath. "Yeah."

"So I don't know what your mom has in mind for today, but I'm thinking some talking in the cold light of day is in order," Hank says. "Figure out where we're at. Where we're going. I think everyone's okay, but I don't want anyone to get hurt."

"Yeah," Gary said. He looked at Hank, who had raised his third erection of the morning. "Dad?"

"Told you I get hard for guys," Hank said.