My grandpa had surgery

My freshman year of college was coming to an end.  I had made the Dean’s list both semesters of year one.  My school was about two hours from my home town.  A couple of days before finals my mom called….she had texted earlier but I was at the undergrad library preparing for my Intro to Psychology exam.  As I was walking back to my dorm my mom finally got ahold of me and said….Clay, we need your help.   I found a bench and sat down.  Mom went into detail regarding my grandfather’s health.   Papa Rudy has always been my hero.  He’s a retired investment banker and has always been most generous to me.  I’m an only child and my mom was an only child.  As a teenager I stayed with my papaw a great deal after my Mimi passed away my eighth grade year.  As a thirteen year old boy I was probably too big to sleep with him when I spent the night, however, as a kid when we would go hiking, white water rafting, etc…..we were always together in various situations.  I remember one summer after rafting he changed in front of me.   I had seen friends take a piss out in the woods, however, I’d never seen a grown man’s cock.  Man ….it was amazing.  At least seven inches soft….big fat uncut head.   

Mom continued her phone conversation with me and said as soon as I get home for summer break they need me to stay with my grandpa after he has a hip replacement surgery.  I was going to work at a local coffee shop for the summer.   But….my grandfather offered to pay me whatever I was going to make for the summer and double it if I’d stay with him so he wouldn’t have to go to a rehabilitation facility.  Hell….for my papaw I’d do anything.  

Three weeks later my grandfather had had his surgery and was home set up in the makeshift bedroom in the den so he could avoid going upstairs.  Home health came twice a week to do his physical therapy.  The therapist showed me exactly what to do.  About a month later my grandfather told me he wanted to wash out on the back porch.   He’s been very restless not being able to perform his regular routine functions.  I had been helping him with a sponge bath and helping him into the shower.  I’m 19 years old and don’t care one bit to wash my pops.  For a man in his early seventies….he looks good.   That evening I helped him get out on the back porch.  He had gym shorts and a tshirt from Augusta…he’s an avid golfer and loves going to Georgia each spring to see the Masters each April.  I helped him get his shirt off and assisted him standing and he stepped out of his shorts.  I can’t not look at his phenomenal cock.  I had a warm wash cloth, basin of water….bottle of body wash.  I washed him in detail and he didn’t put up a fuss.  Was I washed his back I leaned over his shoulders and washed his chest.  After I dipped the wash cloth in the soapy water I moved to his amazing cock.  I swear …it felt great in my hand and even heavy.  As I washed his cock he looked me in the eye and said, thank you…but I can do this.  I spoke almost in a whisper…I know you can but I want to do this.   Between touching his cock and the smell of the body wash I was definitely enjoying performing this task for him.  I looked in his eyes and told him….grandpa,  I love you….I always have.  I leaned in and kissed him.  He was tentative at first…but he opened his mouth and accepted my tongue.  As we kissed ….the heat was obvious…his cock started to grown.  He was exited to get hard without taking a blue pill an hour earlier.   I gently stroked him….he said, Scouter…you like doing this don’t you….I squeezed his cock….dropped to my knees and kissed his delicious dick.  I swallowed as much of his cock but it immediately started to grow.  He tapped me on the should and said….son, let’s move to the bed.  As we got to the bedroom he walked over to the top drawer of his chest of drawers.  I knew what he was looking for…that’s the drawer where he keeps his cockrings and supplies.  He wrapped his leather cockring around his cock and balls.  Once he snapped the leather strap his cock appeared to be thicker.  I stroked him and kissed him.  He told me to undress.  I was wearing a tshirt from my college and mesh gym shorts.  Underneath I had a yellow jockstrap on.  My grandpa whistled and popped my ass with his big beefy hand.  He licked his index finger and tapped it over my boy pussy.  I enjoyed his touch.  He cupped my balls.  I asked him what did he want, need.  He said he wanted to please me.  I asked him how much could he stand.   He moved to the wall and stood against the wall …resting against the closet door.  I lubed up his cock and he lubed my hole.  I slowly backed my ass on to his thick dick.   It’s a good thing my favorite dildo is a fat 9 inch tool.   I slowly rode his cock and he placed his hands on the sides of my hips.  When he would get close I’d stop and use my ass muscles to squeeze his dick.  We edged for about ten minutes.  He didn’t want me to stroke my cock.  As I rode his cock he was moaning….rubbing my ass cheeks.  I told my pops I wanted to cum .     God bless….I shot my load just by riding his cock.  I can say….he fucked the cum out of me.  We got cleaned up and watched my favorite show Ghost.  He asked why the frat guy was wearing boxer shorts with a dress shirt, tie and sports coat.  I explained the details of the show.  I layer on his good side and he dropped  his arm around my bare ass cheek.  

He woke me up about 2 o’clock tell me he needed to take a piss.  I helped him get to the bathroom.  He was funny….he looked down at his cock and said….hey, you’re the one who wanted to come in here…not me.  I slowly stroked his skin trying to get him to start.   A slow steady stream of piss began to fall into the toilet.  I shook him off and he was done.  I assisted him back to the bed.  His cock was plumping up.  I crawled between his legs and gently nursed on his cock.  The piss taste lingered in his uncut cock.  Damn… I got hard ….I sucked his cock while I started to stoke my cock.  As I got close my grandpa told me to feed him my cum.   He mouth was so warm.  

Our summer was one of reading, relaxing sex and as he continued to heal we enjoyed helping each other.  Sixty nine was a good position for him especially not laying on his new hip.  Three days before I was to return to Western Kentucky University.  My grandpa and I went to dinner.  Olive Garden is his favorite place to eat.  During dinner he told me that tomorrow we would go to the bank and he would put funds in my account.  Honestly, that wasn’t the reason I agreed to stay with my grandpa.  However, he was a man of his word and I knew he would give me money regardless.  The last night of staying with him….we were naked and getting ready to fuck.  He walked over to his chest of drawers and got his leather cockring.  When he turned around he had another cockring in his hand.  He handed it to me.  Told me to put it on.  Matching leather cockrings.  As soon as I got back to campus I found a leather shop.  Mostly vest for motorcycle gear and daddy leather bear clothing.  The guy working fitted me with a leather mesh jockstrap.  When I went home for fall break I wore my leather cockring under my leather jockstrap.  I didn’t say anything until we were ready to play.  When I undressed my grandpa gave me an approving wink.  He told me to get up on all fours.  He rubbed my ass and cupped my balls.  Next thing I knew….he was spreading my ass and kissing and tonguing my hole,  I couldn’t stand it…I begged him to fuck me.  He shoot a thick creamy load in my ass.  
I can’t wait to come home for Thanksgiving and Christmas break.  Needless to say….sex with my grandpa is amazing.  A couple of days before my return to campus I walked into my grandpas bedroom to discover him fucking my dad.  Grandpa told me to get undressed and suck my dads cock.  Man…I love the men in my family.