Date: Sat, 14 Jun 2003 16:22:19 +0000
From: Philip Burbidge <philip255@hotmail.com>
Subject: Grandfather's Awakening 6 (Gay Incest: MM/b)

As this story describes sexual acts between a nine-year-old boy, his
grandfather and father, I must issue the following warning and settle any
misunderstandings.  The story is pure invention and an adult's fantasy for
adults. The boy in the story is not a boy but a mini-adult' (me
role-playing, who lusts after 'daddy' figures!).  Real boys do not think,
act or respond as I depict them; so don't try this at home!  It is not the
author's intention to incite, commend or promote sex with minors which can
cause life-long damage and distress. Similarly, the internet sites and
pictures referred to are also completely made-up.  I enjoy receiving
comments, suggestions and tales from readers who enjoy
the story and its theme: philip255@hotmail.com


A Granddad's Awakening 6	'A Three-way Family Reunion'


It was a long night for Ben.  The anticipation of the following afternoon's
three-way orgy with his son, Frank, and nine-year-old grandson, Charlie,
kept his cock stiff and awake most of the night. Ben ached to touch it and
bring himself some relief but was equally determined to keep as much spunk
back to shower over his offspring.

The day dragged and he found it impossible to settle down to any serious
work.  His mind kept wandering back to the fantasies and imagies of dads
and sons that swirled around in his head.  Eventually, it was time to pick
up Charlie from school.  The boy had no idea of the treat in store, but was
just expecting the usual cock fun with his grandfather.  Hardly had they
got into the house before Charlie's nimble fingers were tugging at Ben's
trouser zip and groping his hard cock.

'Slow down, you horny little bugger!' chastised his granddad, laughing,
'You don't want it going off too soon, do you?'

Ben allowed himself to be led upstairs to his bedroom by his cock; Charlie
was eager for some hot sex fun with his grandfather.  As arranged with
Frank, Ben left the bedroom door wide open and began to slowly strip his
beautiful, smooth young grandson of his school uniform, groping him and
kissing him as he did so.

Frank had actually arrived before his father and son, and had secreted
himself upstairs next to where the action was due to take place.  He saw
his father led along the corridor by the cock and watched as he molested
and stripped his horny little son.  His cock grew hard in his trousers.  He
removed his suit jacket, loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt,
allowing his chest hair to appear.  His folded back cuffs revealed strong,
hairy hands and arms.  Slowly, he lowered his zip and pulled out his cock,
his eyes never leaving his naked son whose young slim body was being
caressed all over by his father's adult hands.  He watched as Ben tinkered
with the little boy's smooth nuts and parted his perfect arse cheeks,
before he moved on to wanking the small rock hard pricklet.

'Well, well, well.  What have we here?  Mind if I join in?'

Ben and Charlie looked up sharply to see Frank framed by the door-way
slowly wanking his cock that was lewdly poking out of his trousers.

'Dad!' cried Charlie, and immediately ran towards his father, leaping into
his arms.

As he caught him, Charlie wrapped his arms round his father's neck, his
legs around his waist and kissed him full on the lips.  Frank carried him
towards the bed and Ben was greeted by the sight of the pair advancing
towards him, his grandson's small butt hovering tantalising an inch or so
above his son's cock.  For an instant, he imagined the boy slipping down on
to Frank's thick eight inch cock, it disappearing entirely inside the boy's
moist virgin cunt.

Frank placed his son on his father's lap as he sat on the edge of the bed.
The older man's prick stood up proud between the lad's legs.

'Frank, I'd like ..  I mean, I want to see ...', stammered Ben.

'I know exactly what you want to see, dad,' interrupted Frank, reading his
father's lascivious thoughts, ' You want to see this little son of mine
suck his father's cock, don't you?'

Ben could only grunt in reply, as Frank stood right in front of him
proffering his cock.  Charlie immediately leaned forward ready to received
his father's cock.  But Ben took hold of his son's cock-shaft and placing
his hand on the back of his grandson's head, he brought the two together,
feeding his grandson his father's cock.  Charlie wrapped his lips around
the red swollen glans of his father's penis and engulfed it.  His mouth was
almost on the same level as Ben's head.  Ben, awestruck by the sight of his
grandson sucking his son's cock before his very eyes, kissed the bulge in
his grandson's cheek made by Frank's cock then pressed his mouth against
Frank's cock where it entered his grandson's mouth and sucked. He caressed
his son's balls, heavy with family spunk, and gently pushed his grandson's
face into his father's pubes.  Frank felt the end of his cock touch the
crimson velvet cushion that was the back of his son's throat.  Ben breathed
in deeply the scent of dad/son sex as his other hand sought out his
grandson's penis and gently masturbated him as he continued to suck his
father's cock.

All three fell into a reverie and none could say how long this interlude
lasted.  Eventually, Charlie's jaw began to ache and he removed his
father's cock from his mouth.

'Do you want a suck, granddad?  Dad's cock tastes really good.  He makes
loads of precum like you!'

The boy spoke with such directness and innocence, Ben found it impossible
to refuse, although he had never sucked a man's cock before or even
particularly wanted to do so.  But after all, it was his son's!  Charlie
wrapped his hand as far round Frank's shaft as he could and held it ready
for Ben.  He marvelled at how much of his father's cock his grandfather
could swallow, taking in a good four inches, and watched as the novice
cock-sucker moved his mouth up and down on his son's shaft.  Charlie
squeezed and massaged his father's balls as Frank looked down at the
unexpected sight of his father sucking on his cock, ably assisted by his
son.

'I think we'd better get stripped off and on to the bed before I shoot my
load too soon!' suggested Frank, feeling the spunk beginning to churn in
his balls.

So momentarily breaking the threesome, the two men shucked off their
clothes and lay naked on the bed, placing Charlie between them.  They then
began a slow deliberate seduction of the young boy, kissing, teasing,
licking and biting every part of his young body.  They eased him on to his
side.  Ben nibbled his nipples, nuzzled his neck and tongue-fucked his
mouth while Frank pressed his big, hard daddy-cock into the cleft between
his son's arse cheeks.  Charlie was in heaven.  He could feel two big man
cocks, one pressing into his tummy, the other sliding up and down his arse
crack, both leaving wet trails of precum The two men pushed their rotating
their hips into their (grand)son grinding the little boy between them like
grain between two querns.  Their chest–hair tickled and prickled
Charlie's soft skin exciting every nerve in his body.  Every few minutes
they rotated the boy and took turns to service the other side of the boy's
delicate body.  Then Ben and Frank inserted their cocks between Charlie's
thighs, each could feel the other's cock sliding back and forth against his
own.  They were both dreaming of fucking Charlie's tight virgin boy-pussy
as they frotted his thighs; he allowed himself to be pressed between them,
enjoying their undivided attention.  How much he adored their strong,
muscular, hairy bodies and hard, massive cocks!

'Oh, dad!' he murmured, as he took time out from deep kissing his father
and grazed his soft cheeks against his father's day's growth of beard.

All three were locked in a force field of pure physical delight.  Each was
conscious that this was not just any man-boy coupling but the coming
together of father, son and grandfather.  Incest in the first degree.  The
perfect triangle of pleasure: the youngster the spunk from his father's
cock; the father the spunk from his father's cock.  Like three musketeers,
they were united in love and lust: 'All for cum and cum for all' was their
slogan.  Seeing the look of delirious absorption on Ben's face, Frank leant
over and whispered in his ear, 'Incest, dad!  Incest! Incest is best!'
dwelling on the sybillants.

Taking his father's cock, his son's small cocklet and his own daddy-cock,
he pressed the three of them together, a potent symbol of the past, present
and future generations.  Soon they would mingle their love juices.

Frank pushed Charlie on to his back and raised the tempo of the incest
orgy.
  Parting the boy's legs, he thrust his small genitals into his mouth,
sucking on the hard little dick and swirling his tongue round the tight,
hairless nuts.  Charlie moaned with pleasure at this assault, surrendering
to his father's lust-driven demands.  Frank's mouth raced up and down the
stiff cocklet and his tongue tormented the glans, drilling into the piss
slit and probing the mushroom ledge.

Ben saw his chance as the force of Frank's attack raised Charlie's arse off
the bed.  He pushed his head between the boy's arse cheeks and thrust this
tongue into the smooth tight ring that was his anus.  Relentlessly, he
assaulted the gateway until it relented allowing him to insert his tongue
deep inside the virgin boy-pussy.  Things began to get very heated.
Charlie thrashed around on the bed, squealing, finding his state of
physical arousal almost unbearable.

'No dad!  Oh, dad!  No, granddad!  I can't!  Oh, fuck.  I can't!...'

The more he squirmed and squealed the greater the intensity of their
assault.  Fuck, it made them hot to get the little boy so fucking horny!
Harder and harder they sucked and tongue-fucked him.

Ben removed his tongue and replaced it with a well-greased finger which he
shoved up Charlie's boy-cunt making him yell out.  Frank lifted his son's
legs high in the air and redoubled his assault on Charlie's young body.
Both were thinking, 'Is there anything hornier than seeing your own dad/son
hard on the job?'  They couldn't wait for the moment when they watched each
other fuck the boy and Charlie longed for the moment when he could look
deep into his father's eyes and feel his hard, hot thick son-fucker slide
deep into his boy-cunt!

They sensed that Charlie was nearing orgasm.

'Make the little fucker cum, son!  Suck his little boy dick and make the
bastard cum!' snarled Ben as he forced his middle digit hard inside kid's
cunt and roughly finger-fucked him.

'Oh dad!!' screamed Charlie, 'I'm nearly there!  I'm nearly fucking there!
I can't stand it!  I can't fucking stand it!'

To catch his breath, Frank let his hand take over from his mouth.

'That's it, dad, finger-fuck his arse while I wank his little boy dick.
We'll make the little fucker squeal!' growled Frank with savage delight.

Neither man dare touch his own cock for fear of involuntarily shooting his
load.

'Yes, Frank, you wank your little son's dick!  Fuck!  I've waited a
lifetime to see a young kid and his dad making it together.  This is so
fucking hot!'

At that point, Charlie's body went into spasm, signalling the onset of
orgasm.  He threw his head back and yelled and screamed as his toes curled
and his back arched.  He thrust his cock back into his father's mouth and
Frank felt it twitch and convulse as if it was unloading gallons of
invisible boy-cum.  Ben thrust a second finger up the lad's spasming
boy-cunt, twisting and grinding them in to produce an even greater thrill.
Sweat poured off them all as they strove to make this landmark incestuous
happening last forever.  Eventually, the convulsions grew less and Charlie
lay panting on his back on the bed, his head slightly raised on a pillow.
Frank removed his mouth from the boy's tender but satisfied genitals and
Ben carefully withdrew his fingers from his boy-cunt.  The two men knelt
each side of the recumbent boy's limp young body.

'Fuck!  That was sensational!' gasped Ben, still breathing heavily and
toying with his erection, which dripped clear precum on his grandson's
chest.

'It certainly fucking was!' replied Frank, also aimlessly masturbating his
cock above his son's head.

Gradually, the three regained their composure.  Charlie opened his eyes to
see his two favourite man-cocks hovering just above his face, dripping with
precum.  Smiling, he grasped one in each hand, pressed them down and wiped
them across his cheeks, leaving trails of silvery precum in their wake.
Then he brought the cockheads together and licked them in turn.  He pressed
the piss slits against one another and was amused by the sight of them
appearing to kiss.  He rotated the heads round one another, coating each in
the other's precum.  On parting, a thread continued to connect them; a fine
and delicate a gossamer bridge that symbolised the union of father and son,
brought together by their son/grandson.

'Fuck, I've got to cum, before my balls explode!' said Frank urgently,
breaking the silence.

'Me too!' gasped Ben, 'Can I see you cum all over him?  I've only seen it
in pictures.  I really want to see a dad shoot his load all over his own
fucking son's face!'

'Sure dad,' replied Frank, happy to oblige, 'That okay with you, son?' he
added, glancing down at Charlie who was smiling up beatifically at the men
in his life.

'Yea, great, dad,' said Charlie dreamily, 'Cover me in spunk.  Both of you,
my dad and my granddad, drown me in your cum!'

The two men grasped their powerful cocks and began pumping them with
purpose.

'Yea, shoot your fucking load over him, son.  I want to see you spunk all
over his cute little face!'

Ben was getting very excited at the prospect of having yet another dream
cum true that afternoon.  He and Frank continued to exchange obscenities as
they wanked and Charlie toyed with his stiff little dick.

'Yea, let's cover the little cunt with spunk!  Family spunk!  Incest
spunk!'  yelled Ben.

'Dad spunk and granddad spunk all over his body!', gasped Frank, 'Here it
comes, he's load of dad-spunk for him.  You ready, son?!  You ready, dad!?
Watch me fucking unload!  Watch a dad drench his son in daddy-cum!'

And with that, Frank pointed his cock right at Charlie's face, suddenly
stopped wanking, and blasted three strong jets of dad-spunk into his son's
mouth.

'Oh fuck!' wailed Ben, as he watched, riveted to his son's spunking cock
and his grandson's spunk strewn face.  Similarly, he pushed his cock down
to within an inch of Charlie's face and began to unload his balls in short
powerful bursts.  Soon both men were pumping out cum for all they were
worth, each mesmerized by the other's orgasm.  Charlie looked up through
the curtain of cum as it rained down on him.  His cheeks and chin dripped
with incest spunk; it was in his hair, half-sealing his eyes and trickling
down his neck and chest.  Finally, the flood subsided and the two big
family cocks began to deflate.  As if in a dream, they wiped them around
the boy's angelic face, mixing their cum together.

Ben and Frank lay down each side of Charlie, pressing their panting,
heaving bodies against him.  He could feel the heat radiating from their
spent torsos, and smell their sweet musky aroma of male sweat and sex.  He
had never felt so safe and contented; both full and empty at the same time.
This was bliss! Having two strong, virile, handsome men using him so
sensuously.  And not just any two men: his own father and and grandfather!
He had been anointed with their cum and he was so proud of it.  He wanted
to do it again and again and be forever sucking, wanking and playing with
their big thick spunk-spurting cocks!  A comfortable silence descended as
each participant mused on this and future orgies.  Ben was the first to
break it.

'Look, Frank!  The little bugger's cock is hard again!'  One day, when he
can make his own cum, we can have a three-generation incest spunk
cocktail!' muttered Ben.

'We can do that now, and more!' replied Frank, 'Remember, you've got
another son who also has a horny boy who's just started making his own
spunk!'

Ben's cock began to revive at the prospect of making his sexual
acquaintance with his other son, Tom, and his thirteen-year-old grandson,
Toby.

'I've been thinking that if I want to take young Charlie's cherry fairly
soon, I'm going to have to find a smaller cock than this fucker to open the
boy up.  I can hardly expect him to take this fat fucker without being
primed with a smaller cock,' added Frank toying with his impressive piece
of dad-meat which was also hardening at the thought fucking his young son
for the first time.

'I think we could make this a family occasion.  Toby's ready to learn to
fuck and has a nice 5 inch cock to practice with.  It would be educational
all round for him to have his first fuck up his cousin, making way for me
to be the first to cum inside him. It would be fun to see the two little
kids play together.  And you can have the pleasure of seeing Toby's dad
fuck him then having a go yourself!  How does that sound to you, dad.
Enough incest sex for you?  You, your two sons and their two boys all at it
together?!  The family spunk will flow like wine!'

Ben was already stroking his cock in anticipation, it having miraculously
sprung to attention!