Visting Grandpa on Leave from the Army

We jerked off together a few times during my two-week leave but I don’t remember the details. It was just guys jerking off. I loved it and I wish I could have done it more. He tried to keep to himself after that. We did a bit more work outside and just before Christmas he pulled me aside and admitted he felt guilty about it.

“I know we agreed to not tell anyone about the queer stuff, and I won’t, but I don’t want to do it anymore. I feel bad and there’s a lot of stuff you don’t know. I fool around once in a while but I always ask God for forgiveness and I always feel guilty after the act.”

This was the first time I’d ever heard Grandpa mention God, and I didn’t react well. He noticed. There wasn’t any work to do so we just avoided each other until dinner time. I walked around the property and had some alone time. I really needed during that early part of my army career, where you constantly feel like a dog in a crowded kennel. I carried an armful of firewood inside, but I tripped on my boots so I dropped some. Grandpa noticed that too. Instead of two men feeling comfortable together, we started bickering.

I said, “Will you do me a huge favor and sit down on the couch so we can talk?”

He said, “Not if you’re going to argue with me!”

I took him to the couch and argued with him, despite his protests. It was a short argument. We were both sweating because the stove was pretty close to the couch, so we stripped off the rest of our clothes. After that we crossed all boundaries and touched each other. We grasped each other’s cocks comfortably. I even sucked his cock briefly, but he told me to stop. We kissed on the lips and it was passionate, imo. That was the first time for me. I remember how his cock curved to the left and how hard he was.

Christmas came and went and I was happy to go back to army training. I had a good military career and only did a short 4-year stint like Grandpa, although I spent some time in in combat which wasn’t fun. But that’s another story.

Grandpa is dead now, so I can divulge everything. It’s okay to be queer. It’s okay to fool around once in a while. But please respect his wishes and don’t share this story until after I’m dead too. He was specific about that.

I wish you all a very very merry Christmas, whatever time of year.