At the end of my senior year of high school I turned eighteen on the same day I graduated. At an early age I knew I liked sucking cock. Youth group at church, playing with the football team, Boy Scouts gave me lots of opportunities to suck dicks.
Three days after graduation I went to visit my grandpa. I drove up the wooded driveway and surprised my pops. I was the one surprised. He was naked out behind the house filling up the bird feeder in the flower garden. My grandmother passed three years earlier and he was very independent. On the farm….if he needed to take a piss he would unhook his bib overalls and whip out his massive cock and piss. Many times I’d stand beside him and take a leak.
That morning he winked at me and said….Oscar….let me grab some clothes. I chuckled….and started undressing. I told him….nope…let me join you. Within minutes…we were both naked sitting on the porch drinking a cup of JGF dark roast coffee and just hanging out.
I always knew I could talk to my grandpa about anything. I had been accepted to college in the fall at Vanderbilt in Nashville. My goal was to study science and go on to UT Memphis and enroll in pharmacy school. My uncle was a pharmaceutical salesman after years of being in the military. I took his advice seriously and also secretly admired him in many other ways.
My pops was a land owner. He had tobacco, soybeans, Christmas trees and at the drop of a hat…he just knew home to earn , invest and make money. Yes…he was kind to me and most generous…but I didn’t take any of thst for granted.
About our second cup of coffee I boldly asked…pops, I’m leaving for Nashville in August. Can I spend the summer here with you and enjoy living on the mountain with you before I move to the big city. He studied my face…..grinned and said….nothing would make me happier than to have you here with me. We decided that Saturday night he would prepare dinner and have my parents to join us with the intention to break the news with my parents.
Pops fixed a pot roast, potatoes and carrots and half runner green beans from his garden. I fixed sweet tea, sliced tomatoes and fresh cucumbers…got country food.
I started the conversation that I really wanted to make the most of my summer vacation working on the farm but mainly because I wanted to spend time with pops. My mom was a head nurse at the county hospital and my dad was an engineer with the railroad company. Aka….they worked all the time. Pops spoke up and said he needed help repairing fence posts, replacing rotten boards in the barn….and he said he would enjoy having me all to himself before college begins.
Of course…my mom had a few issues….but my dad said….Oscar…is this your idea or pops. Immediately pops spoke up and said….he’s my only grandchild and the man can help me while I teach him a little bit about the farm. Over dessert….my mom finally gave in. That night I gave my pops a big hug. He kissed me on the neck and said…..thank you ….you’re going to be here with me every day. I can’t wait. Three days later…I moved to the farm. I loaded two pages to my truck….i left town early that morning and an hour later….i arrived at the farm. We had a cup of coffee and chatted. I went to get my bags out of the truck….it was an International Scout that grandpa gave me when I turned 16. My grandmother drove it to the farmers market each year and sold produce from the gardens.
That afternoon we took the tractor and a flat trailer around the farm. We mended a few fences. That evening we fixed ham sandwiches and I fried some potatoes diced into small chunks….a simple supper.
I got ready to take a shower….as I went to the small bedroom and got a clean pair of boxers…I gathered my clothes and went to the bathroom. Pops met me at the door and said….just use my shower. My grandma was ill a couple of years before she passed and pops had a large walk in shower put in the master bathroom. I stripped down… got in the shower and started cleaning my teenage body. As I turned around my pops was standing there naked and said….Oscar…can I join you. Hell. Why not. We soaped each other up. At first it was just a matter of washing……his beefy hands cupped my balls and he kissed my necks. He softly smiled….said….if you want me to stop….i will. I kissed him and said….I’ve always wanted this. After the shower we went to the bed. He picked me up and placed me in the center of the bed. He got on top of me and rubbed his cock over my dick. The both of us were in no rush. I climbed up his chest and placed my hard cock in his mouth. He swallowed my entire length. We got in 69 position. He swallowed my cum and I continue sucked him and put a finger in his ass. A strong man in his sixties takes longer to get off…..but hell….it was worth the wait.
we held each other ….he kissed me….next thing. A simple comment….Oscar….just sleep with me each night this summer.
During the next few days….we continued working on the farm….we would go fishing, pick fresh vegetables from the garden and got in a nice routine. The night of the 4th of July he was very excited….told me to grab a couple of beers and go to the truck. We took his farm truck to the back of the property. He had a couple quilts and a small lantern. We jumped in the pond and went skinny dipping. After playing in the water….hugging his neck and kissing his nipples….we went to the truck. He took a big swig of beer and engulfed my cock in his mouth full,of beer. He rimmed my hole….used some Vaseline and lubed up the long neck of a Budweiser beer bottle and told me to fuck his ass using the bottle. Damn…. I slowly played with his ass and sucked his cock nice and slow. He fed me a massive load. We fell asleep under the stars …..we shared a few summer nights like that.
At the end of July I had to go to Vanderbilt for orientation and open house. It was great. My dad took me….mom couldn’t get off work. Dad and I talked about the farm….grandpa and how much he loves me being around him.
When orientation was over ….dad and I stopped off in Gatlinburg for one night. What a great surprise. Pops was waiting on his at the cabin he had rented. After a steak dinner….we went to the cabin. My dad took a shower….he came to the kitchen wearing a jockstrap. He kissed pops and said….Dad….lets both show Oscar how this all started. Fuck….my dad dropped to his knees and sucked my grandpa’s fat cock. Pops told me to undress. Within minutes….my dad was fucking my face and my pops was eating my boy pussy. That night the three of us had phenomenal sex. No…..we had three men loving each other. That’s more important to me over the years than I thought would be possible.
What a great summer. It’s a secret I’ll never forget. I think I’ll never let go of learning to love the men who love making me feel forever the one person they both love exactly the way I need to be loved.
