Date: Thu, 18 Nov 1999 11:13:26 -0800 (PST)
From: C G <chubbygm@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gay Granddaddy (M/t, oral)

Warning: This story contains explicit homosexual eroticism.  If it is
illegal for you to read this, don't

	I was never sure about my sexuality.  I was attracted to guys from
a young age, especially older guys.  From the time I was 12, my sex fantasy
was with a gay granddaddy, with a hairy chest and a nice uncut dick.  I
jacked off to this nightly, until the day before my 15th birthday.  That
was when my fantasy became reality.
	I had started reading gay webpages about a year before.  On a
bulletin board one time, I had read about a restroom at my local mall that
was extremely well cruised.  I had tried to work up the courage several
times to visit it, but had chickened out when I spotted security walking
around.  I knew that if I got caught, I would be outed, and that was about
number 2058 on my list of priorities.  I was not in favor of my parents
found out...I wasn't sure how things would turn out.
	Anyway, on the day before my 15th birthday, I finally worked up the
courage to go.  I took a few condoms from my older brother's dresser while
he was in the shower, and shoved them inside a book on my desk.  Next, I
pulled on a pair of tight denim shorts, and a white t-shirt that showed of
my torso.  I grabbed the condoms from between the pages of the book, shoved
them in my pocket, and ran down the stairs.
	"What are you up to today, Alec?"  My father was sitting in his
chair, his face hidden behind the morning newspaper.  Did I mention that my
dad could give any gay guy a woody.  He was picture perfect.  He had dark
hair, which was beginning to gray around the edges, he was well defined,
and he had a wonderful body.  I had seen him naked once, just for a minute,
because I sprang such a rock, I had ran back to my room to jerk it off.
His dick was a monster.  It was 9 inches, and as thick as a beer can.  His
ass was as defined as the rest of his body.
	"I'm off to the mall to meet some friends, dad."  He gave a sort of
wave, and I was off and running.  I was running on pure adrenaline.
	I arrived at the mall within 10 minutes.  I headed straight for the
bathroom.  I opened the door, and walked in to what smelled like a giant
cum rag.  People had been busy.  I headed for an open stall, and headed in.
I dropped my pants and sat down on the seat.
	The next thing I heard was the door opening again.  I heard
footsteps walking towards my stall slowly.  They seemed to stop at each
stall until they reached mine.  I saw a pair of eyes looking through the
crack.
	"Hey there, little buddy.  How 'bout letting me in?"  I was so
excited that this man was hitting on me, I unlatched the door quicker than
snot.  He opened the door wide enough to slip in, and latched it behind
him.
	"Hi there.  I'm Jim.  I'm just looking to blow a load, if you can
help me with that."  I nodded and reached towards his crotch.  He pushed my
hand away.  "If I wanted to be stroked, I could do it myself.  I want a
blowjob."  He unzipped his pants, and hauled out a callus member, swollen
to the hilt.  Something came over me, and suddenly, I swooped down on it.
It tasted good, and the man smell was strong.
	Jim gasped, and moaned lightly.  I continued to suck hard at it.
Jim moaned loudly, and began to buck his hips.  I could feel his fuck tube
begin to swell even more, and I knew that he was about to shoot his hot man
cream into my mouth.  So much for the condom I had planned on using.
	"Oh, I'm coming kid."  With those words barely out of his mouth,
warm spunk began shooting into my mouth.  Spurts of the dick snot rolled
down my gullet.
	No sooner than it had started, it stopped.  Jim pulled his cock
from my mouth, wiped it off, and shoved it back into his pants.
	I finally brought myself to look up.  I had just sucked off my
fantasy.  It was a granddaddy, and I had just sucked his cock.
	He grunted a thank you, slipped out the stall door, and was gone.
I sat there, in amazement, because my fantasy had just come true.

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