A visit from Grandpa *Inspired by true events*

Grandpa comes to visit.

*Inspired by true events*

November 2011,

            I was still finishing up my final college courses when my roommate entered my dorm room. He grabbed his bag and waved goodbye and he wished me a Happy Thanksgiving. I waved bye and he was out the door in no time. I packed my things in my suitcase and got all my stuff ready to go. I decided to spend my Thanksgiving with my dad. It’s been a while since I’ve seen him and I did miss the fun times we had. I packed the rest of my clothes up and made my way to my car. I then began the long trek to my dad’s house.

            A little over 7 hours later and I finally made it to my dad’s house. He had moved to a new house this time, in the country. We were totally secluded from the outside world. The house was a small cobblestone cottage in the middle of the dense woods. I could see the smoke from the fireplace coming out from the chimney. The air was brittle and cold and the smell was intoxicating. I loved that winter smell.

            As I approached the house I saw two Trucks parked out in front. My brothers were going to spend this Thanksgiving with their “wives”, so I knew the extra truck couldn’t be his. As I pulled up to the drive-way two men exited the house. One was my dad and the other was my grandpa! They both waved hi at me and I waved back. I parked my vehicle and grabbed my bags and made my way to the both of them.

“It’s so great to see you again!” My grandpa said as he hugged me tight. My dad too gave me a hug and a small pinch on the ass. Dad grabbed my bags and walked me inside.

            I had not seen my grandfather in over 12 years. He moved to Florida to work on a farm out there. He left after our grandmother died from lung cancer. Grandpa’s name was Rick. He and my dad were almost twins. Rick took care of himself well it seemed. He had that Florida tan, had a bit of a beer gut, but still had a full head of grey hair, and thick mustache over his lip. All grandpa Rick could do was smile at me the whole time we entered the house.

            “Son, your room is down the hall and to the left. Stay out of my room this time please. I’m going to cut some firewood before it gets too cold tonight. Grandpa Rick is going to be sleeping across the hall if you need anything. See you guys later.” My dad grabbed his axe and made his way outside. I wanted to fuck him so bad.

            I made my way to my room and unpacked my clothes. My grandpa was standing in the doorway just smiling at me.

“It’s so good to see you Kyle. I remember when you were just a little boy. My how’ve grown.”

            “Thanks grandpa. You look good yourself. I hope you have been doing okay?”

“Yes, I’ve been raising cattle and working on an orange tree orchard or the past few years. Just enjoying the old life, I guess.” I began to unpack my clothes while we talked.

            “How old are you know?”

“63 last week and damn sure proud of it.” I just grinned and dint even notice that I was now unpacking my underwear. I looked down and tried to shuffle them back into the bag but grandpa walked up beside me.

“What do we have here?” He asked jokingly as he picked up a pair of my white Calvin Klein briefs.

            “Sorry, I was trying not to throw all my stuff around.”

“Nothing to be sorry about boy. You have nice taste in underwear. Are you wearing a pair of these right now?”

            “Not at the moment.” I answered confused.

“Put these on.” Grandpa commanded.

            “Excuse me?” I asked in confusion.

“Take off your jeans, remove whatever underwear you have on now and then slip these pair of briefs on. Do it now.” His voice got a tad bit aggressive.

            I did what he commanded though. I unzipped my blue jeans and took the off at me. My grandpa stared at me in blue boxer briefs. His eyes never left my crotch area. Next I removed my briefs and exposed my dick to the cold air. Grandpa just stared and never blinked an eye. I grabbed the pair he was holding in his hand and proceeded to put them on. I slipped them over my waist and just stood as he watched me stand in the white briefs.

“Good boy. Thank you for that. You have a great cock boy.”

            “Thanks I guess.”

“My door is always open.” My grandpa adjusted his crotch and walked into his room. I was confused by what had just happened. Did he have a fetish or did he just want to see my naked. I wasn’t sure but I just shook off the notion and continued to unpack.

            Night came fast and the cottage got a cold. My dad had finally gotten as much wood as he could and put it into the fire pit. I waited for my dad to enter my room but he never did. He went to grandpa’s room. I stood by the door trying to hear any sounds, but I never did.

            Morning arrived and it was finally Thanksgiving Day. I heard a pound at my door and I jolted right up. Dad entered the room with some breakfast and hot cocoa. He sat up a small table near my bed and made me eggs and toast. He rubbed his hand on head and then walked out the door. As I ate my food, I saw that grandpa’s bedroom door was open. He was just starting to get dressed and when he noticed I was watching he quickly closed the door. Was he hiding something?

            “son Grandpa and I are going to go for a hike on the trail, wanna come?” My dad asked as he and gramps got dressed in their winter attire.

“No Thanks. You guys have fun and I’ll just watch the food.”

            “Alright son. Have fun. We should be back in about an hour or so.” Dad and gramps walked out the door and they both disappeared through the fog in the woods. I decided to investigate more about my grandpa.

            I had to pick my grandpas door open because he had it locked. It took me about 5 minutes but I got it. As I opened the door, I noticed that gramps room was bigger than mine. In fact, I was sure this was the master bedroom. His room had a king-sized bed, an entrance to a walk-in shower, and a sliding door that led to a patio view of the woods. I was kind of mad that he got the bigger room but I had to let that slide. I was on a mission to see what my grandpa was hiding.

            I started with his suitcases first. As I opened his 5 suitcases, all I could find were polos and cargo shorts. He also had a full suitcase of blue jeans. As I made my way around the room, I looked under the bed and saw a small box. The box was just a small treasure box and it was locked. I looked, what felt like for hours, for a key until I found it in his shoes. I unlocked the box and was shocked by what I found.

            Used Condoms! The box was filled with grandpas used condoms. He kept a collection of all the times he had used a condom during sex. He also attached a tag with each condom that revealed a name and date. As I browses through the condoms I saw one with his and my dad’s name! It was also dated last week.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” I looked up and saw my grandpa staring at me with a grin.

            “Sorry I was just...”

“Snooping!” He cut me off.

            “I’ll just go then.”

“I don’t think so.” My grandpa grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to the living room. Dad was not back yet. Grandpa made me stand in the center of the living room and he sat down on the couch.

“Have any questions about what you saw?” He asked with a sinister demeanor.

            “Did you and dad have sex?” He smiled at my question.

“Obviously. I fucked him last night. He loves to be my bitch. It’s a family tradition. He tells me he fucks you regularly. That’s why I decided to come up this year.”

            “Huh?”

“I’m going to fuck you and you are going to like it.”

            “You must be joking. I’m not going to fuck you.”

“Is that right?” Grandpa got up and bent me over his lap. He started to spank my ass hard. Each whack was harder and harder.

            “Let me go!” I screamed. He whacked my ass even harder.

“Not until you submit to me boy! Now say you are going to be me fuck boy!” I kept silent. He whacked my ass harder and harder. My ass was numb. I couldn’t take it anymore so I did the only thing I could.

            “I’ll be your fuck boy sir!” Grandpa stopped the punishment. He stood me back up in the center of the living room and sat back on the couch.

“Good boy. See, was that hard?” I wiped my tears from my face and decided that sex was a lot better than getting spanked.

“Now show grandpa your body.” I removed my green t-shirt and my nipples were exposed for his viewing pleasure. The cold air made them hard and my body was beginning to get chills. Grandpas began to stroke his crotch over his jeans and began to drool over me.

“Take off those pants boy. Do it nice and slow for grandpa.” I slowly unzipped my jeans and pulled them down very slowly towards my feet. Grandpa began to vigorously play with his crotch even more. I stood there in my white Calvin Klein briefs and I could feel grandpa staring deep at my crotch. Grandpa then removed all his clothes and sat there in my pair of blue briefs from yesterday. My stolen undies had cum stains on them, probably from last night, from grandpa. It was very hot.

            Grandpa then pointed at me and then pointed at the ground. I got on all fours and crawled over to him. He waited till I got right by his crotch before springing out a huge massive cock from behind my stolen undies. His cock was thick and around 7 inches. His pubic hair was hairy, as were his balls. He grabbed me by the hair and thrusted my mouth over his ever-growing cock. I gagged and gagged but he face fucked me hard. The saliva came spewing from the sides of my mouth.

“Come on boy deep throat it!” Grandpa reached over and fingered my hole through my white undies and then began to thrust his cock deeper in my mouth. Every time I tried to pull away he would smack my hand away.

“This is pathetic boy! You can do better than that.”

            Grandpa then grabbed my nose and closed my nostrils shut and then thrust his cock deep into my gagging throat. I could feel his cock at the back of my throat. I couldn’t breathe and tried my best to pull away but he had me confined with his legs. As I started to gag and panic he finally pulled his massive cock out of my throat and laughed.

            I regained some air and then without even forcing me I began to suck his cock on my own. “Good boy. Nice and easy!” He would repeat this over and over. His cock was thick and every time I deep throated it, I would gag. Grandpa then held my head in motion and kept my head of the base of his cock. “I hope your thirsty boy, I got to piss.” Next thing I knew he was pissing down my throat.

“Oh gawd!” I mumbled but my sounds were never heard. The piss was hot and shot down my throat with ease. Grandpa just smiled and patted my head like a dog. He pissed down my throat for a few minutes until he emptied his pee down my throat. When he was finally done, he shook his cock down my mouth to make sure I would get every last drop.

“Good boy. Did you enjoy your drink boy?”

            “Yes sir!” I said in excitement.

“Good. Now stand up and take off those undies. I want to see your cock.” I did what was ordered of me. I removed my undies and my cock stood erect. My grandpa examined my shaft, touching my veins, and massaging my scrotum. He put his mouth on my cock and began to slurp my cock down his mouth. He deep throated me every time he went down my veiny shaft. His hot, wet mouth was engorging every bit of my erect cock. As an added bonus, grandpa began to massage my balls. He would squeeze them, rub them, and play with them while sucking my rod. He bobbed his head up and down in vigorous motions.

“Aww yeah grandpa that feels so good!” I said as he kept sucking my cock.

            “MMmm.” My grandpa mumbled ad he went down further on my cock. His mouth was so moist and it felt so good on my cock. I finally couldn’t hold it anymore.

“I’m going to cum Grandpa!” He sucked me harder and harder till I finally let loose a tidal wave of cum down my grandpa’s mouth. He never let off of my cock. He sucked and swallowed me dry. He licked my penis slit a few times more before my cock began to soften up. He kept playing with mock until it went all the way soft.

            “Such a good boy. You taste so good. Now suck my cock again.” He pulled me toward his erect hair cock again and I continued my work on his cock.

“What the hell is going on?” My dad screamed as he walked in the door. My dad saw me sucking off Grandpas while he was starting to spread open my hairy ass cheeks apart.

            “You son is sucking me off son. He’s been a naughty boy. I’m teaching him a lesson. Do you wanna teach him a lesson. His hairy hole is just waiting to be stuffed. Go on son, fuck his hairy boy pussy!” I could see my dad contemplate on what we wanted to do. I winked my hole at him multiple times. Dad took notice and I’m sure that made him change his mind. I heard my dad’s belt unbuckle, and his pants unzip. I heard him spit in his hand and used that spit on my hairy hole. He spit again on his cock and then thrust his erect cock deep in my ass.

“Ahh!” I mumbled as my dad’s cock drove deep inside me. My grandpa was fucking my face while my dad fucked my ass. I shook from both ends. My dad was pounding my ass so hard you could hear our skins slapping together. My grandpa was gagging me on his huge cock as he shoved it further and further down my throat. My dad leaned over to grandpa and they both started kissing each other. The sound of their lips smacking together mad me hard again.

“Seems we got a grower son!” Grandpa said to my dad as he saw my cock grow.

            “What should I do pa?” My dad asked.

“Milk him like a cow son.” Grandpa said as my dad took hold of my now erect cock. As they both kept on fucking both my holes, my dad began to stroke my cock like a cow’s utter. He pulled my dick down towards the ground and rubbed my shaft with hast. He stroked and stroked and finally he hit my prostate with his cock and my cock spewed more cum.

“what a slut!” Grandpa said aloud as he slammed his cock deeper in my throat.

            “Are you close dad?” My father said.

“I’m ready son. Fill him up!” With a few more pounds to my face and ass, my grandpa and dad filled both my holes with their cum. My grandpas was sticky and sweet. His cum dropped right down my throat. My dad’s cum filled my ass with his moist juices. It felt so good and I loved how moist my hole was.

“Oh yeah!” Screamed my dad as he shook with ecstasy. He pulled out his cock and licked some cum that was dripping from my ass. As for my grandpa, he licked my load that I spewed earlier off the ground. I was too exhausted to move so I fell to the floor. My dad and grandpa left me on the floor and both went into the shower.

            The next day had finally cum. My dad and grandpa helped me pack my stuff back into the car. Our Thanksgiving was fun and I was hoping it would never end. My grandpa opened my car door for me and waved me to sit down in the seat. As I sat down he shut the door and kissed me through the window. Grandpa grabbed my cock one last time and then he waved said, “Goodbye.” I drove off back into the dense forest and was filled with joy. I wanted more of my grandpa and I wish I could have gotten more.

In memory of: My grandfather passed away in 2014 at his ranch in Florida. He had a stroke. I, my dad, and my two brothers attended his funeral. He left me something in his will when he passed away. He left me his used condom treasure box. It was empty but it had a note in it that said, “Start your own collection, Love you.” I only had sex with my grandfather this one time. After that Thanksgiving, it was hard to find time to visit him again. He never did give me back my blue briefs though.