Garage Men

Being under the hood of a car was something Randy knew at a very young age. His Father was a mechanic, and his Grandfather was a mechanic, this didn't leave much choice for Randy.  When Randy lost his mother at the age of three, both he and his Father, Tim went to live with Tim's parents Jean, and Sylvester.  Jean loved caring for Randy which gave time for Tim and Sylvester to get work done at the garage, it was a family business.

As Randy got older he began to work at the garage with Tim and Sylvester, and when he became a teenager, it became a permanent job after school. Randy really enjoyed working with these two men, even if they were family, it still felt like a real job and Randy was earning his own cash now.

Schooling was not enforced with this family, neither Tim or Randy finished High School, since they would be running the family business. What was the point? Sylvester on the other hand did have a degree which paid for the garage, unfortunately this made Tim and Randy not the sharpest guys on the block.

For some reason Sylvester liked it that way, it made him feel like the boss always. There were times Sylvester could run a good talk, using vocabulary words that his spawn never heard of, all the while his hands full of grease and his clothes permanently stained and stinky.

Trying to stay clean working in a garage was something that these guys never heard of, grease under their fingernails, their work clothes stained, and boots that could stink up anybody's house within seconds. Jean was used to the musky and grease scent that followed the guys home every evening before they took turns taking a shower.

No matter what Jean did to bring a fresh odor into the house, the strong manly odor from these three men would overpower it.  Eventually she gave in.  Jean found it amusing how the scent would have different effects on her certain women friends, for some it made them pinch their nose, and for others, it gave them a twitch below.

On Randy's sixteenth birthday, tragedy struck, and Jean was killed in a freak car accident! 

It took a while for the Men adjusting to the fact Jean was gone, and how they each took on household responsibilities. 

Though it wouldn't be long before some of Jean's friends would be snooping around these handsome bachelors.

Walking into their home now, well it was almost like visiting the three bears, let me explain.

Looking at Sylvester and Tim, you would think they were brothers except for the gray hair on Sylvester, both these Men are fit as fuck. The bear part is that all three of these Men are hairy, Sylvester a true bear unkempt with silver hair all over his muscled body.  What was striking is the black bush of pubes that went with Sylvester's thick black eyebrows which did look kept. This gave Sylvester a movie screen look, a young Sam Elliot is what women would think of when they saw him.  

When it came to endowment, Sylvester was the king with his ten inch cock full of girth and a fat circumcised mushroom head, he also carried the strongest body odor. Sylvester was a man's man, no fuss with deodorant or colognes, every now and then he would use a little sandalwood oil after a shower in his beard.

Tim, Sylvester's son, and Randy's Father was my kind of man, he was a ladies man, very much into his looks and grooming himself.   It was hard working in a garage to pull this off, but Tim always managed to do so. 

The clippers were Tim's best friend, and he knew exactly where to use them, adding more definition to his already perfect physique. 

I personally love when a man trims his pubes into the upside down triangle, and Tim's was perfect with a nice trail leading up to his huge pecs, the chest hair also trimmed to form the upside down triangle effect. 

Tim wore the best kept mustache, revealing a very plump lower lip for the women to see. Tim had a great scent under the musk from the garage, he wore cologne that went with his strong body odor, women couldn't get enough of it.

Randy was the image of Sylvester as a teenager, his looks were handsome and fresh, and his body was tight and firm in all the right places. 

Randy has the cutest bubble butt covered with that sweet peach fuzz hair, that the rest of his body. Randy definitely took after Sylvester with a no fuss grooming routine unlike his father Tim. 

When Jean passed, it brought Sylvester and Randy closer if that was possible. Some nights Sylvester would spoon Randy to sleep, a few times Tim saw this and thought it was sweet to see these grown men in bed together.

Since Tim took pride in his looks, blow drying his thick wavy hair in the morning, taking the time to tuck in his shirt and wear a belt. This just added to Tim's tight defined waistline and his thick bubble ass, where Randy inherited his bubble butt. 

Tim has the ass that caught the attention of both men and women the same, and being so comfortable in his sexuality, Tim enjoyed the attention from both. 

Sylvester loved to tease Tim when a gay man or a straight women was checking out Tim's tight ass.  Tim also trimmed the hair on his ass, giving it a smooth round visual.  He liked leaving a patch of fuzz around his tight asshole, which maintained his manly scent. 

Tim took the show when it came to his rear end, and wearing such revealing underwear, you could tell Tim knew what he had going on back there. 

If Tim was ever drunk enough he would let his lady friends stick a finger up his shit shute, it was a rare occasion but it drove the women wild watching this hunk of man squirm with a lady's finger up his big muscle ass.  A few of those ladies knew how to make Tim squeal like a little girl. 

At times Randy and Sylvester would sit back and watch Tim put the moves on a sexy lady when she brought her car into the garage. Besides his rugged good looks and muscular body, Tim had that million dollar smile that could melt the heart of any woman, or man for that matter. 

When Tim would approach the car with his sexy strut, and the pheromones from his body would hit these women smack in the face, they became puddy in his hands.

Back at the home front, Randy ended up taking on the chores that Jean pursued every day of her life, from cooking, cleaning, and laundry to sometimes taking care of Sylvester, which will be explained more in the second chapter.

The three bear reference was also noticeable when it came to the laundry, with the socks and underwear that each of these men wore. 

Randy began to pay more attention to this detail as he got older and his pheromones kicked in.

Sylvester was the traditional white Hanes briefs, with a full seat to hold his large, hairy, melon size butt cheeks, and a fly jock cup that was stretched and mostly stained from his heavy ball sac and thick cut cock. 

The first time Randy inspected Sylvester's briefs, Sylvester was enjoying a steamy hot shower.  Randy grabbed Sylvester's clothes for laundry day, that's when he noticed a slight tan mark on the material of the underwear that clearly hit Sylvester's taint throughout the day in the garage.

Most of Sylvester's white briefs were no longer that white, mostly dingy with some worn elastic, and yellow piss stains, though this was the first time Randy saw a tan mark on his grandpa's underwear. 

Even though the house always smelt of these three men's testosterone, Randy wanted to sniff Sylvester's underwear, he was curious to smell his Grandpa's asshole, hold that thought...

Tim could have been an exotic dancer with the types of underwear he wore. It surprised Randy at the extent of Tim's Underwear collection, everything from a string thong, to low rise animal print bikini briefs. 

The best thing was when Tim was strutting around the house only wearing his skimpy drawers, letting them ride up his thick man ass, exposing his muscled thighs and hamstrings. 

Unlike Sylvester, no matter the style; thong, bikini, brief, and no matter the color, Tim's drawers never had any stains, they were stinky as funk due to the materials like nylon, rayon, polyester. Though not one stain ever, even on a white thong!

Sylvester liked to tease Tim about his choice of underwear, he said it made Tim's ass look just as pretty as those ass models. Tim reassured him that the women loved every pair he owned, sometimes they would even keep his underwear after he seduced them. 

This would annoy Sylvester to the point of sometimes giving Tim a nice hard wedgie to shut him up about his women quests, and to let him know Sylvester was still his Daddy.

Randy was a boxer brief guy, most of them he wore were black, a couple of white pairs. 

This cut added to Randy's perfect bubble butt. 

One time Randy tried on Tim's black thong, he admitted that it did feel kind of good, and it made his ass look just as nice as Tim's. Randy saw how much Sylvester teased Tim in his bikinis and thongs, so he decided to stick to boxer briefs.

To see these three men sitting around the living room in their drawers, Sylvester in his loose worn white Hanes, Tim in his tight striped string bikini, and Randy in his black boxer briefs, it was better than any 'Three Bears' story.

Socks were another way you could distinguish each of these Men from each other, besides the strongest odor, each wore different styles which held unique scents of their own.

Sylvester was the cotton crew sock man, most of them he wore were white with a gray toe cap and heel, and most of them had the Hanes label, just like his underwear. 

Sylvester liked to keep his socks on while he walked around the house, this caused stains and sometimes a heel hole quicker than Tim, or Randy's socks ever would.

Tim of course had the widest range of socks from his black gold toe OTC (over the calf), ankle running socks, and his sheer dress socks. 

Since most of the materials on Tim's socks had some percentage of nylon, Tim's socks won the contest with the strongest odor.

Randy wore black, Nike brand, athletic socks, the ones that hit right below the calf. There was a sweet musky scent to Randy's teenage feet when he would remove his socks after working in the garage all day.

Although these men had a different range of sock styles, the one thing they had in common, they each possessed the most attractive male feet in town. 

I swear they could all be foot models if they wanted too, and they each took the time to make sure their feet were always groomed.

It was the cutest ritual to watch these grown men tending to their feet on the back porch, this was something Jean used to make sure of, it was done outside so she wouldn't be finding any toe nail clippings in her house.

...Now back to grandpa's tainted underwear, 

Randy held up Sylvester's worn Hanes that were almost see through now. 

The scent was already strong even before Randy got to that tan mark. The dingy white Hanes were stretched in all the right places, Randy visioned his grandfather's low hanging balls when he saw the pouch curved out with a couple of piss stains. Sylvester's wide man ass stretched the seat of the underwear into a perfect melon shape.

Randy couldn't hold back, he was thinking of Sylvester in the hot steamy shower when he brought the underwear up to his nose and inhaled. 

That scent between Sylvester's butt cheeks was so strong on the tan mark, Randy couldn't help his eyes rolling back in his head as he took in a deep breath.

In the bathroom down the hall, Sylvester was drying his thick muscled body, his chest hairs still wet from the shower, now glistening under the light. He noticed his socks and underwear were retrieved, most likely for laundry.

Sylvester was still wet when he wrapped the towel around his tight, thick muscled waistline, when he noticed Randy forgot one of his socks. 

Sylvester retrieved the sock, and being the dirty pig he is, he sniffed his own sock, enjoying his musky foot scent mixed with his work boot sweat.

Sylvester stopped in the hallway, it seemed he wasn't the only piggy in the house. 

This was the first time Sylvester caught Randy sniffing his drawers, though he was surprised at first, Sylvester then began to smile to himself enjoying the sight.

Sylvester enjoyed spying on Randy, he had a feeling that his Grandson might be gay, not that it would matter, but seeing Randy sniffing his dingy underwear was almost the confirmation he needed to make a move. 

Sylvester felt his thick member jolt under the towel!  There wasn't much action for Sylvester after Jean passed away, and he was just as horny as any twenty year old.

It seemed like Randy was taking more after Sylvester, and now that he knew where Randy was sniffing around it would open a whole new can or worms for these men.

"What are you sniffing there boy?" Sylvester asked Randy with his deep, husky voice, and sultry smile.

Randy was startled for a moment! 

Randy turned around and saw Sylvester glistening from the shower, with just the towel wrapped around his waist, and a huge bulge that seemed to be throbbing.

"Hey Grandpa." Randy played it off like nothing happened.

"You like that?" Sylvester asked.

"What?"

"The way your Grandpa's asshole smells." Sylvester said with the most infectious smile.

"Get out of here!" Randy was blushing now, and feeling his cock growing in his boxer briefs. 

The scent from Sylvester's rank underwear was now filling Randy's nostrils, it was so fresh and strong that it permeated under his nose and onto his upper lip.

"I just saw you sniffing my underwear boy."

"Well I saw marks, it looked like you might have shit yourself."

"So you were inspecting my underwear for shit stains?"

Suddenly it became silent, almost awkward for Randy and Sylvester.

Sylvester wanted this to be a playful moment, and not to scare Randy off, he had to say something quick!

"Well you won't be finding any." Sylvester assured Randy, "That's from sweating my ass off all day in the garage, nothing more than your grandpa's sweaty asshole stains. Watch this."

Sylvester grabbed his underwear from Randy and held them to his face, making sure that tan mark was right next to his nostril. Sylvester inspected the tan mark and surprised Randy by sticking his thick tongue out, and licking the tan mark right in front of Randy's eyes.

This was actually turning Randy on, he felt the bulge in his sweatpants pulsing from all the testosterone his balls were holding in.

Sylvester noticed Randy's boner, and it was exciting Sylvester knowing the effect he was having on his own Grandson. 

If Randy was gay, Sylvester wanted to be the one to show him the ropes, since Jean passed, Sylvester has turned more into a horny bear, teasing and touching his boys, mostly his Grandson.

"Now would I have done that if it was shit." Sylvester said as he tossed his rank underwear back at Randy.

"I guess not." Randy confirmed with Sylvester.

Sylvester chuckled as he took a big deep breath, inhaling his own scent from his musky underwear. 

"Smells like a man ass, shit is pretty good if you ask me." Sylvester said with a sly tone in his voice, staring at Randy's throbbing cock.

"Grandpa, you know you're a pig sometimes."

"Who are you calling a pig, you little pervert." Sylvester said as he reached and grabbed hold of Randy's shaft through his gray sweatpants.

This made Randy jump a little, gasping for air, while Sylvester had a nice grip on his cock, tugging it just enough to let Randy know he was in control of the situation.

"Grandpa!" Randy was rock hard now, trying to push Sylvester away!

Sylvester was loving the touching and teasing with his Grandson when suddenly the towel dropped from his waist, revealing the thickest boner Randy had ever seen.

"Sorry about that boy." Sylvester said, standing still so Randy could take it all in.

The vision of his muscled Grandpa, completely naked, and rock hard!

"You have such a big, hard dick Grandpa." Randy said, unable to take his eyes off of Sylvester's slab of prime beef, his mouth ajar, already starting to drool through his pouty lips. 

"Can I hold it Grandpa?" Randy asked softly.

"Not here, let's go to grandpa's bedroom." Sylvester said, gently taking Randy's hand and leading the way towards the bedroom, it was actually Sylvester's thick member that was leading the way.

This now gave Randy the perfect view of Sylvester's thick, hairy, muscled ass. 

Watching each muscle in those huge glutes flex as Sylvester walked, Randy couldn't decide what he wanted to eat first, his Grandpa's thick ass, or thick cock.

Randy loved the way Sylvester held his hand, and he couldn't resist getting in a nice butt slap on Sylvester's meaty ass.

SMACK! With the dampness from the shower, it slapped with a sting, leaving a nice hand mark.

"You have a real nice ass Grandpa."

"It runs in the family." Sylvester replied, which couldn't be more true, these Men had great ass's at each generation.

When Sylvester had Randy in his bedroom, they stood next to the bed with Sylvester's deep brown eyes piercing into Randy's green eyes.

"Would you like to play with your Grandpa, would you like that, Randy?" Sylvester then took Randy's hand and placed it on his warm, thick cock!

Comment below if you want to know where this is going between Randy and Sylvester......