Grandpa, his best friend and me
Grandpa brought me out of the closet. Since we crossed the line by committing incest our sexual relationship and friendship had solidified. That morning Gramps told me his best friend and fuck buddy, Ryan was coming to visit.
My Grandpa was one hunky hot man at 60 with a huge dick. And I am proud to say I took every inch of that trouser snake.
I was watching some porn from Grandpa's hot collection when a knock came from the front door. I got up and opened the door.
A perfectly tanned giant of a man stood in front of me. Well over six feet tall. Broad shoulders, thin waist. Large bulge in his jeans. A suitcase in his hand. His white hair was thick and combed back perfectly. "You must be Brock. I'm Ryan."
Ryan picked me up and hugged me. His large hands went straight to my ass as he said, "Pleased to meet you, Brock, and welcome to the gay community. "
Looking at his body, I felt my cock roar. "Please come in. Sit down Mister Ryan can I get you anything?
"Well, I wouldn't mind if you got naked."
I smiled. "Gramps went to the store for groceries. He said I was to entertain you until he got home."
We sat on the sofa side by side. "You look just like your grandfather when he was your age." He placed his hand on my thigh.
"How did you two meet?" I asked.
"We were roommates. We got drunk one night, Sophomore year, and one thing led to another and suddenly we were making out. Like this ..."
... Ryan leaned over and planted his lips on mine. His big tongue explored my mouth. His hand on my thigh went straight to my hardening cock. I wrapped my arms around the hunk. He squeezed my junk softly looking away. I saw stars and was officially as hard as a gay teenager jacking off at porn for the first time. He kissed me again.
"Ryan you are so .... I'm out of breath ... perfect." My supersonic hole begged for attention. We kissed again. My hot hole ached for his dick.
Gramps walked in with an arm full of groceries. He got a big smile on his face when saw us. "He's a looker, don't you think Ryan?"
"I love his ass, so round and firm." Ryan slapped my ass to make his point.
Gramps put the grocery bag on a chair and walked over to us.
Ryan leaned back on the couch. "Get on top of me, boy." He reached over and grabbed a tube of lube from the coffee table. He juiced up my hole and his own dick. He grabbed my hips and lowered me onto his mammoth cock. I worked my way down his dick, inch by inch. I felt full of a raw pleasure in my tight hole. As I started bouncing on Ryan's massive equipment, Gramps dropped his jean shorts and his underwear. He casually walked toward me while riding his buddy's cock. My eyes went to the back of my head. Gramps grabbed the back of my head and feed me his cock.
My tongue played with his piss slit. He shoved that beautiful cock further down my throat. Ryan grabbed my thighs and pressed down hard causing his cock to go deeper. Without warning Ryan began pounding me. Gramps took noticed and fucked my mouth. I furiously yanked on my cock getting close.
In a few short minutes Gramps started Cumming in my mouth. Ryan yelled and slammed my hole draining his balls into my throbbing ass tunnel.
"Damn, I've always dreamt of being spit roasted." I said as Gramps kissed me.
"My grandson suggested I install a fence and I did so. Now we can take a dip in the pool naked."
Ryan and I jumped into the pool with a splash swimming around naked. We were laughing like kids; then sat on the pool stairs. He asked me, "how many fingers can you get up your hole, Brock?"
"I don't know. Three. Maybe four. I haven't tried."
Ryan's sly face formed a sinister smile fraught with possibilities.
Grampas pulled out the grill and got a fire going for hamburgers. We lounged around the pool. Ryan and Gramps told wild stories of their youth from seducing an art Professor to Gramps getting fucked by his gymnastic coach.
Ryan cleared his throat. "Back then, life was tougher for gay couples. On June 28, 1969, a clash erupted between police and gay rights activists outside the Stonewall Inn, a gay bar in New York City’s Greenwich Village. As the riots unfolded, they sparked the birth of an international gay rights movement. We owe the men and women of that time respect."
"Wow. A gay riot. Cool!" I said.
We've talked the night away. Time to go to bed. I was in my blue bedroom.
"He's a good kid." I heard say Gramps say as they crawled into the King-sized bed.
"He's got a hot tight hole," Ryan observed.
Exhausted I fell asleep fast but woke up around 2 am, I heard something. I got out of bed and walked into hallway. I pressed my ear against the door. They were doing it. I dropped my briefs. I walked in. "Room for one more? I whispered.
"Come on in, kid."
I got between the two of them. They started kissing my naked body. Instant hardon. "Has any dude put two cocks up their ass?' I asked.
"Several porn movies features that, but I've never done it," confessed Ryan.
"Why? You want to try, Brock?"
"Yea, I do, Gramps."
Gramps turned a light on. Then he grabbed a small bottle of RUSH, a tube of Astro glide and a towel. The older men positioned themselves with their balls touching and their cocks were standing up next to each other. Before applying lube, I tried to suck both cocks at the same time. I was only able to get both cockheads in the mouth. But I gagged when I tried to swallow more cock. It was then I took a hit of RUSH. Yum!
I felt Ryan fingering me with lube, playing with my hole. Then pressed their cocks together. I stood up and lowered myself down on their cockheads and then I said to myself. "Just push down." My hole stretched; pain came but I was determined to ignore it.
"Awe man! Oh fuck. Feeling my cock against yours Ryan" Gramps panted.
"Give it to me. Slam me! Fuck me!" I begged.
I went deeper. "Lift up, Brock." I saw his iPhone. He snapped pictures of me with two cocks up my lily-white ass!
I started jacking myself. I so wanted to cum when they came. But we couldn't do it. I was on the edge of blasting my hot cum. And just as I started, Ryan's started cumming too. I could feel him, the fullness of his cock spewing man juice. I was in pig heaven! Then Gramps came like a fountain, cum dripping from my hole. Ryan began licking the cum from my butthole. Not surprisingly both Ryan and Gramps started licking up the cum which had splattered across the bed.
I fell asleep in Grandfather's arms with Ryan's cock up my ass.
