This is a fictional story and does not portray real events or real persons. All characters are 18 or older.
Granddad was hung up by his arms in the basement, completely naked except for the ball gag in his mouth. His 58 year old body hung there like a piece of meat, while I used the flogger on his ass. My friend Roger was in front, roughly yanking granddad's thick cock up and down. I reached between his legs and pulled his big balls tight. I could tell he was making a desperate effort to cum. Both Roger and me graduated high school that year and we had all summer to play with granddad.
He finally did cum. His cock was twitching and streams of cum shot from his thick cock. It ran down his cock, over his balls and finally dripped on the floor. I always liked to play with his cock and balls after his orgasm. It was fun to slap his cock from side to side or up and down. I would also give his balls a little slap every now and then.
The last thing was to use the dildo, rubbing it over and over his prostate. It would make him cum once more, then I could milk him slowly. I loved how the head of his cock was so sensitive. I would rub my hand over it and watch him shake while he loudly groaned and moaned.
It was enough for now, it was almost noon. We led him upstairs to the bathroom. I slapped him across the ass.
"Take a shower. Then get in the kitchen and fix lunch for us."
I never get over watching granddad walk around the house naked. By the time he put lunch on the table, I could see his cock was stiff again. I should point out, granddad took an erection drug that would make him hard every time he was sexually aroused. It usually lasted for about 36 hours. After lunch, we went back to the basement.
The weight bench I had there made a perfect bondage bench. I could tie granddad to it in, leaving his cock, balls and ass open for play. His head rested on the other end, ready for any and all cocks to be inserted. Roger and I took turns fucking him. The second time, granddad's cock just went off, spitting cum all over.
Later, Roger and me lined up in front of him, ready to fuck his face. I know granddad had to wondered how much cum could these boys have in their balls? I saw granddad's cock was hard once again. His legs were apart, so Roger pulled granddad's cock up between his legs and gave it a good milking.
Granddad's balls didn't have much cum left in them. He still shook, groaned and moaned, but only a few drops oozed out of his cock. It was time to take him for a walk out in the back yard. I put the collar around his neck and clipped on the leash. I tied his arms together just above the elbows and tied his wrists.
There was one of those old outdoor 'T' post clothes drying lines in the back yard. It was about 20 foot long, with cables strung between each post. I looped the leash over one of the cables and granddad walked back and forth from end to end. It was not only fun watching him walk back and forth, but it was good exercise for him. I never got tired watching him parade around naked with a hard-on.
Granddad was always the happiest when he was tied up and forced to do something. I never knew if he got aroused from the bondage or the humiliation. I do know it was a great time we had. When I did allow granddad to wear clothes, it was only a pair of golf shorts, a golf shirt, shoes and socks, and nothing else. I always took him shopping with me just. I made him push the cart. That way I would reach inside his shorts and pinch the head of his hard cock.
Roger and me had a friend, Bruce, who was a transgender. He was a lot on the feminine side and he loved to suck cocks and to get fucked. He usually liked younger men, but he took a liking to my granddad. I would take granddad over to his apartment occasionally for fun. Granddad liked getting his cock sucked and he enjoyed fucking Bruce.
As a matter fact, when Roger and me went off to college, Bruce moved in with my granddad. I came home once during spring break, to find granddad in tight bondage. Bruce was flogging his ass while granddad was sucking Bruce's cock. I think they were both happy and they made each others dreams come true. I often think about those days.
The basement is all dark now. My arms are tied above my head and my mouth gagged. I'm naked with my legs wide open. Suddenly the lights come on. Now, I'm the granddad in the basement, waiting for my grandson. He takes the flogger in his hand and smiles at me.
"Granddad! You always look so fucking good when you're naked. We better get started. I don't want your big cock to get soft just yet."
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