Date: Sat, 31 Jul 2010 02:31:06 -0400
From: mike simpson <mikesimpson1122@gmail.com>
Subject: Grandpa's Boy

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and in no way endorses or promotes
sex with minors. It is merely a fantasy that falls under the Dad/Son &
Dominant/Submissive (aka Authoritarian) genres. I identify as the "boy" and
"sub" character in this story and I would love to find a dominant "Dad" or
"Grandpa" to act out this fantasy with. My e-mail is below if you are
interested and in the New York area.



I walked in and there he was. He was expecting me.  He was sitting in a
chair naked with his legs stretched out, his feet resting on his heels and
spread wide open. His cock was fully erect and he had the same smirk on his
face.  He sat like a King on his thrown, and I, his servant, had come to
satisfy him. His confidence both repulsed and excited me. One would never
think that a man his age and in his shape, with his beer belly and unkempt
hair would ever get laid, especially by a young and attractive boy like
me. But his arrogance and certainty made him irresistible.

He didn't care about satisfying my needs; he was a self occupied, macho
asshole and wanted his cock sucked. If it was by his gay grandson, so much
the better. He liked to humiliate me, maybe because I was as cocky as he
was. I knew I was hot and that I could sleep with pretty much any guy. For
Grandpa, shooting his cum on my face was like putting me in may place; I
both hated and loved him for that.

"Hurry up and undress, cunt!" he snarled at me. I got out of my clothes and
he watched my every move as he stroked his cock. Once I was done he snapped
again. He loved to order me around and degrade me. The first time he did
it, I cried because it pissed me off and hurt my feelings. But he didn't
care. He just fucked my mouth and called me a faggot for crying. That's how
it was with him. I don't know why I kept going back for more. Something
about it was so animal and so sexual, that I just couldn't stop myself. The
sick thing was that I actually started liking his dirty talk and now when
he called me cunt or bitch or faggot, it made my cock twitch instantly.

As I approached him, his face hardened and he looked me sternly in the
eyes: "Now stop wasting time and get on my cock".

I immediately got to my knees and took him in my mouth, his hands were on
top of my head pushing me down as far as i could go. As I sucked him off, I
remembered the first time he fucked my face-the masculine smell of his cock
and balls which, although I was now completely used to, still enticed
me. He'd pushed my head down into his bush and I'd taken in his musk. He
knew I got off on it.  "That's what a man smells like, boy. You better get
used to it!" he said and pushed his cock in as far as he could, to force my
nose into his crotch.

I remember being so scared the first time I sucked him off. It was the day
that he caught me jerking off to a gay porno mag in my room-I had found it
lying next to a dumpster on the way home. I was so excited to find it and
couldn't wait to wack off. But Grandpa never cared about giving anyone
privacy and therefore had no locks on the bedroom (or bathroom) doors. A
few minutes into my session and he just walks right in. As I scrambled for
covers, he grabbed the mag off the bed. He didn't seem at all surprised or
shocked that I was jacking off to a gay porn mag.  He just smirked, "So my
Grandsons a little queer," he said in a matter of fact tone.

"Well boy, if that's how it is, you're gonna make yourself useful," he
said, and sat down on my bed and undid his fly and grabbed me by the back
of my head.  A second later, my face was being pressed onto his huge cock
and I was gagging and bobbing up and down, learning how to service a man.

One would think my first time Grandpa would have been gentle, but that's
not his way. He fucked my mouth the same way that he always did after that:
hard and fast. He also started fondling my asshole from the beginning. He'd
wet his fingers in his mouth and while I was sucking his cock, he'd lean
over and start working my hole. At first it really hurt and my objections
did little except to encourage him. But I started to like it, once I got
used to his large fingers and eventually I couldn't get off without
Grandpa's fingers deep inside me.

Things around the house changed very little after we started messing
around. The only thing was that Grandpa insisted that when we were in the
house alone together, I wear only boxers. He stayed fully dressed. I always
thought it was funny that I just didn't go nude, but I think he liked to
have the pleasure of exposing me.

He'd be sitting on the couch for instance, and I would be walking by doing
something and he'd reach over pull my boxers down, leaving me naked. This
seemed to turn him on.  Once, in the kitchen he walked in behind me, pulled
my boxers down and started finger fucking me and pushed me down over the
counter. I think he liked showing me how he could dominate me whenever he
wanted.

He also liked to give me full body inspections. He'd have me undress in
front of him and I'd stand at attention like I was in the military or
something. He'd walk around me, looking at my body, sometimes touching here
or there, cupping my balls. He'd also check under my arms to see how much
hair I had there and also my crotch. My cock would always jump when he
rubbed his hands through my pubes.

Grandpa also loved smelling my body, especially if I had been working
out. He said he loved the smell of a sweaty teenage boy. He'd sniff my pits
and lean down and smell my crotch. I could see his cock twitching in his
pants when he did that. My sweaty, hairy pits really turned him on.

Sometimes I'd have to masturbate for him too, so he could see how much cum
I was producing. He would not interfere or touch me during those sessions;
he'd only watch me as I jerked off standing in front of him. He always
wanted me to stand straight and proud "like a man should" and not to be
bashful in front of him. Usually he'd take his cock out of his fly and let
it hang out so I'd get off quicker. Then he'd cup his hand and make me cum
into it so he could see how much sperm I was shooting. I remember feeling
very liberated at being able to jack off in front of another man. It was
like I had no secrets anymore and nothing to be ashamed off. I was just
doing what all guys do and Grandpa was there to witness it and encourage
it.

I also remember the first time Grandpa took me from behind. I came home
from school and had an inspection, but Grandpa didn't want me putting my
boxers on afterward. He said today was special and wanted me to be
naked. It was weird to be naked all the time; it made me feel even more
exposed, but I just went with it. I had a hard-on pretty much the whole
time because I felt like something was coming.

One minute I was sitting on the floor watching TV and the next moment
Grandpa's hand was on my neck, pushing my face to the floor, causing my
butt go in the air. Grandpa grunted and I felt his lubed up fingers go into
my butthole. I had no illusions about having a romantic first time with
Grandpa. He liked rough sex. In his mind, men were tough and if a man
wanted to be fucked by another man, it was going to be rough and
brutish. Although I'd begged him repeatedly to do it, even I was surprised
by Grandpa's sudden and aggressive nature the first time.

Luckily he had worked my hole many times in the past, so his fingers felt
pretty good, though he was being a little more aggressive than usual. I
heard him fumbling with his belt and unzip his fly as he was fingering
me. Then I felt Grandpa's naked erection brush against the side of my
ass. I knew he was very, very aroused. My face was still pushed down again
the carpet when he started to mount me. I felt his cock pushing against my
tightening hole and without further prep, he braced my shoulders with his
forearm and ground his thick veiny shaft into my previously un-fucked hole.

I felt an explosion of pain at first and cried out and tried to move, but
Grandpa kept me in place with his forearm against my back. He seemed to
know what he was doing as if he'd done it before. He let me adjust to the
girth of the pole buried deep in me, but he would not take it out; I really
wanted him to. He licked my ear and whispered in his harsh, gravelly voice
that he was going to give me a good and long overdue fucking. I nodded that
I understood, my face streaked with tears, and then he began moving slowly
in and out of me; every thrust felt like a cutting knife. I cried again,
but he didn't stop fucking me. Knowing Grandpa as I did, I knew he was
going to drill me good regardless of the fuss I made. I could see him out
of one eye and his expression was serious-that of a man doing what he
believed had to be done; my sobbing only illustrated that fact to him even
more.

Eventually the pain gave way. I began to notice other things: I could hear
and feel the rhythmic slap of his nut sack against my ass; I started to
feel a strange tingling sensation in my stomach and it felt good. His long
cock started plunging deeper and deeper into my ravaged asshole and I
started to feel overwhelming bliss.


His powerful fucking went on for several minutes. He changed positions
often, but kept me with my face on the floor and my ass in the air; this
became his favorite submissive position for me. I was very vocal as he
fucked me, due to the large size of his cock, especially the first time, as
his mammoth tool stretched the virgin hole. He seemed to like to hear
me. If I got too quiet, he seemed to fuck me harder.

After I had been fucked long, hard and deep to Grandpa's satisfaction, he
was ready to cum. He withdrew from me and had me lie my back. As he kneeled
over my face, his warm, saggy ball sack resting on my face. He told me to
suck on his nuts as he continued to jack himself off.

I savored his man globes in my mouth. I knew Grandpa's balls were full of
cum and that I was definitely in for it when he came. He started breathing
harder and harder and his hand was moving furiously over his cock. Then
came the moment.  He brought my head up and let his cock rest on my
slightly parted lips. Once he began to cum, he pushed his cock further into
my mouth and unleashed his huge, warm gushing white load of man seed. He
ordered me to swallow it all. He howled as his thick cock erupted. I could
feel his jizz shooting into my throat. I had to swallow quickly to keep up
with the volume of the hot, salty spooge. Considering Grandpa's age, I was
utterly amazed by the amount.

After he was done, I licked and cleaned off his cock until he was
satisfied. He then turned me around. Lying on my back with my knees bent,
he finger fucked me while I jacked off. He looked me intently in the eyes
while I jerked off and told me what a good boy I was. Once I started to
cum, he pushed his fingers in to the hilt and massaged my prostate and I
shot out a massive load all over my stomach. He kept pushing until my cock
was completely drained.

Afterward we showered together and continued on as if it were just another
day. But I always looked forward to our next encounter.


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