Date: Thu, 19 Aug 2010 20:25:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jerlar <jetdesk2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Living With Grandpa, Part 5

This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males. If material of
this nature offends you then you should not read this story.  Additionally,
if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read
this story by law.
  This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's
living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely
coincidental.
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Mark Stevens
Jetdesk2@yahoo.com


Living With Grandpa, Part 5


	I turned over in bed and opened my eyes. Grandpa was already up,
his side of the bed empty. As I lay there alone in bed, I allowed various
thoughts run through my mind. Suddenly I sat up. Today was Saturday and my
sixteenth birthday.
	I jumped out of bed, pulled on a pair of shorts and headed for the
stairs. I walked into the kitchen and discovered the room empty. Grandpa
usually cooked a big breakfast on Saturday, and I was disappointed to see
that he was nowhere around.
	I saw a note on the counter and picked it up.
	"Happy Birthday, Josh!" the note said. "I wanted you to sleep long
as you liked, and I needed to make a run to town. I'll make it up to you
this evening by fixing you the best birthday dinner ever. Sorry about
breakfast. Love ya! Grandpa."
	I laid the piece of paper down. If Grandpa was on his way to town I
was happy. He had been promising me the best sixteenth birthday ever for
months now, so I was glad he had started the day off early.
	I poured myself a glass of milk and picked a banana from the bowl
on the kitchen counter. I went into the den and falling down on the couch,
I reached for the remote and brought lift to the TV.
	I spent the next hour watching some Saturday morning adventure. I
tried anyway, but I couldn't get interested. I finally gave up and turned
the TV off. I remained on the couch, and my thoughts focused on the day
before me. My day, I thought. It had finally arrived. I was now sixteen. I
guess I should be excited, for now, I would be able to take my driving
test, and I could soon drive. However, that was the least of my
thoughts. Now that I was sixteen, I knew what I wanted.
	For a few years now Grandpa and I had been enjoying ourselves with
each other. When I had turned fourteen, he and I had started jacking off
together and giving each other blow jobs. For quite some time now I had
begged him to fuck me, and he never would.
	"I think it's a bit soon, Josh," he would tell me.
	Finally about a year ago he told me he would think about it after I
turned sixteen. I wasn't sure why he thought sixteen would be any different
than fifteen, but after a while I had finally given up and settled for his
touch, the feel of his fingers wrapped around my dick and his wet mouth
traveling up and down my cock.
	About a month ago I had said to him, "Grandpa, you remember, don't
you, that I'm turning sixteen next month?"
	"That's usually the case when you are fifteen," he remarked, a
twinkle in his eyes.
	"Remember, you've been promising me something," I reminded him.
	"You think I'm going to buy you a car, now that you're turning
sixteen?"
	"You know I don't want a damn car."
	"Oh, I'm pretty sure you will change your mind about that."
	"You know what I want."
	"Let your birthday arrive, and we'll take it from there."
	And nothing else had been said about my approaching birthday.
	I must have fallen asleep. Suddenly I came to with a start. My
dream woke me up. It had seemed so real. I was on the bed naked, and
Grandpa was between my legs. His cock was hard and I could feel the tip of
it brush against my tight hole. He was finally going to fuck me.
	Just as I felt the heat of his cock pressing deep inside me, my
eyes opened.
	"Damn!" I muttered.
	What I would have given to have finished that dream! I felt my cock
straining underneath my shorts, begging for release. I reached down and
rubbed it a few times. It felt good, and I seriously considered pulling it
out and shooting a load. However, I changed my mind and quickly pulled my
hand away. I jumped off the couch. I would go take a shower instead. I was
sticky from shooting a load the night before, and I wanted to clean up
before Grandpa came back from town.
	I hurried up stairs to my room where I jumped out of my shorts and
headed for the shower. I stood under the water enjoying the massage the
needles were giving my body. As they pressed into my skin and did their job
on me, I started to get really excited. I had no idea what Grandpa had
planned for the day, for my birthday, but I did hope it included an
introduction of his cock to my ass. Just the thought of that and the memory
of my dream earlier on the couch, were enough to cause my dick to spring up
once more. As I lathered my wet bush with soap and spread along my hard
shaft, it caused me to shiver as if I was freezing to death. It felt so
good stroking through the suds that I almost went too far. I stopped
jacking, took a deep breath, and tried to relax while I waited for the cum
to makes its way back to my balls.
	I finished my shower, dried my body and returned to my room to
dress. It was going to be a long morning waiting for Grandpa to return.



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	Whatever it was Grandpa had to do in town, it took him the entire
morning. By the time I heard his foot steps at the back door, it was way
past lunch time. In fact I had already made myself a sandwich.
	"Hey, Josh," Grandpa greeted me from the kitchen door. "Did you
think I was lost?"
	I shrugged my shoulders and gave him a grin. "Actually, I didn't
give it much thought at all." I eyed the two bags of groceries he was
carrying. "Is there anything else in the truck?"
	"One more bag."
	I hurried outside and opened the truck door. Reaching inside, I
picked up the brown paper bag and carried it inside the house.
	"Just put it here," Grandpa told me. "I'll put the things away."
	I watched as Grandpa emptied the sacks.
	"So, how was town?" I asked.
	"His eyes sparkled as he said, "Town? Oh, town was about the
same. The usual, I guess. People were doing their Saturday shopping."
	I remained silent as I listened to him talk about his morning.
	Suddenly Grandpa turned from the refrigerator and asked, "So, have
you enjoyed your birthday so far?"
	"I guess. Haven't really done anything yet," I told him.
	"Well, I'm going to fix a birthday meal you won't soon forget," he
said.
	I stood to my feet and walked to him. Wrapping my arms around him,
I said, "You know what I want."
	"Josh, Josh, what am I going to do with you?"
	"You know, Grandpa."
	"Have you had lunch?"
	I told him I had, and he said, "Well, I have a couple of things to
do here in the kitchen. Why don't you find something to do? I'll join you
in a couple of hours."
	"I'll be up in the bedroom watching TV," I told him.
	As I hurried up the stairs I knew exactly what I was going to do. I
would be in Grandpa's room waiting for him, and if things worked out the
way I thought, I would definitely get what I wanted for my birthday.
	I stopped by my room and stripped my clothes off.  Naked, I walked
down the hall and into Grandpa's room. By the time he came to the room, I
was going to be ready for him to slam me with his thick hard cock.
	I fell on the bed and lay there with my legs spread wide. Then I
had another thought. I sat up and reached into the drawer of one of the
bedside tables. I found the bottle of KY and placed it on the bed next to
me. For the next hour or so I lay there staring at the ceiling.
	I must have dosed off a bit, because I suddenly jumped as I heard a
sound out in the hall. I opened my eyes just as Grandpa walked through the
bedroom door.
	"What's going on here?" he asked.
	"Nothing yet," I answered, "but I'm hoping that's getting ready to
change."
	"Can I clean up first? I've been working this morning."
	I watched as he stripped his clothes off and headed for the
shower. I listened as the water started, and then I jumped to my feet. I
hurried in the bathroom and said, "I'm going to join you. You might need
some help getting clean."
	I stepped into the shower stall beside him and pressed my dry body
into his wet one. I pulled him to me, rubbing my body hard into his. At
sixteen, I was nearly as tall as my grandfather, and with little effort, I
reached over and whispered into his ear, "I love you, Grandpa."
	"Oh, Josh, I love you too," he said softly.
	The front part of my body rubbed against his back, and my already
hard cock had found its way inside his wet hairy crack. My thick black
bush, now wet, ground against him, and I heard him moan.
	I reached for the bar of soap and started soaping his back down. It
didn't take me long to suds him down. My fingers gently massaged into his
skin as I cleaned him. Then I turned him around and started soaping his
upper chest. As I made my way down through his thick chest hair, I enjoyed
the sight of those wiry curls as pools of white suds made their nest among
all that black fur. At 50 he was starting to get a few gray hairs mixed in
with the black ones.
	Still holding the soap, I guided it on down until I felt the thick
black fur that surrounded Grandpa's dick. He was already hard, and I
enjoyed feeling his hard flesh touching my fingers.
	I cleaned his bush thoroughly before reaching down between his
legs. I cupped his heavy fur covered balls and soaped them up. Then I
returned to his dick. I gave it so much attention that I thought Grandpa
was going to fall to his knees.
	Suddenly he pushed my hands away and tipped his head. His lips
found mine, and I felt his tongue work its way inside my mouth. He hadn't
kissed me quite like that before. This time there was such a sense of
urgency I had never felt before coming from him. As he kissed me, I felt
his hands on my back. They crawled down, and finding my ass cheeks, I felt
him pull the wet flesh there apart. His fingers found their way into my
crack, and just as quickly, I felt him start to push against the tight
opening there.
	"Yes, Grandpa," I moaned.
	Grandpa suddenly stepped back, his lips leaving my mouth. He washed
his body off, and shutting the water off, he reached for a towel.
	"I want you, Josh," he groaned.
	I could hear the desire in his voice.
	We both dried our bodies and hurried back to the bed. I fell
against the sheets and Grandpa fell with me, his body on top mine.
	As I lay there, I felt Grandpa start kissing my body. He started at
my neck and slowly worked his way down, his tongue leaving a wet trail as
it traveled across my skin.
	Grandpa suddenly rose up and looked at me. "Are you certain about
this, Josh?" he asked me.
	"That I want you to fuck me?"
	At his nod, I said, "Hell, yes, I want that. It's what I've wanted
for a long time."
	As he looked at me, I sensed hesitation from him.
	"It will be all right, Grandpa," I assured him. "It's what I
want. "What I need," I ended.
	"Roll on your side."
	"What?"
	"I said roll on your side," he repeated. "I think for the first
time that might be the easiest way for you to take me."
	I did what he said. I quickly turned over, and I felt him behind
me.
	"Josh, I'm going to massage your ass for a bit and work some lube
inside. It will make it a bit easier for you."
	I felt a slick wetness in my crack, and then I felt a finger gently
rubbing against my hole.
	"I'm going to work one finger inside you," he told me. "Just try
and remain relaxed," he said.
	This went on for a time, and I was beginning to really enjoy the
attention he was giving my ass.
	Then Grandpa said, "Okay, now, I'm going to work another finger
inside you, Josh. Just concentrate on remaining relaxed."
	As I felt two of his fingers work their way in and out of my
slippery hole, I couldn't keep from pushing back into him, forcing them to
go deeper inside me.
	Grandpa kept fucking me with his fingers, and finally he had a
third inside me. He added more lube, and in no time at all I was enjoying
his hand fucking quite well.
	Finally Grandpa pulled his hand out and said, "I think you're ready
for me, Josh. I promise you, son, I will go easy with you. There will be a
little discomfort at first, and if you need me to, I will pull out. Okay?"
	"Give me your cock, Grandpa," I moaned.
	Grandpa spread a thick coat of gel on his hard cock, and as he
placed the tip next to the opening of my ass, I felt a thick drop of pre
cum land in the center of my hole.
	"Josh, I'm just going to push the head in and stop. I'll let you
get use to it before I go any farther."
	I swallowed as I felt his thick head work its way past my tight
opening. I took a deep breath. "I'm ready for more of you," I told him.
	When he pushed another inch or so inside me, the muscles in my ass
suddenly responded. A pain shot through my entire body and I couldn't help
the sound I made. It came out through my lips before I could stop it.
	Grandpa suddenly froze from behind me, and I felt his dick
retreat. Just his head was still buried inside me.
	"Are you okay, Josh?" he asked.
	The pain had passed. "I'm fine," I assured him.
	I felt him push forward once more. The pain returned, but this time
it wasn't as intense. I could tell he had stopped and was waiting for me to
get use to his dick inside my ass.
	"I'm nearly all the way in," he told me a few moments later. "Just
try and relax," he said.
	I forced the muscles in my ass to loosen up as much as possible,
and suddenly I felt his dick as it slid the rest of the way in me. I could
feel his wiry cock tangles pressed tightly against my ass cheeks. His heavy
fur covered balls were buried between my legs. Suddenly I felt complete, as
if something had been missing all my life, and now I had found it.
	"Are you okay, Josh?" Grandpa asked me.
	I pushed back into him. "Grandpa, I am wonderful. Fuck me, please."
	I felt the movement as he started to slowly work his dick back and
forth through my wet love tunnel. He was easy, very gentle at first. He was
afraid he would hurt me, and I loved him even more for wanting to protect
me that way.
	Each time he went further, pushed deeper into my ass, it made me
want more of him, all of him. I didn't want him to spare me anything, just
to fuck me hard.
	This was the first time a dick had been in my ass, so I knew I was
going to be very tight for him. I knew he would be happy with the feel my
wet hole gave his dick. What I didn't know was the intense pleasure he was
going to give me. I knew it would feel good to him, but in all of my
ignorance, I had no idea it would bring pleasure to me as well.
	Grandpa suddenly pumped harder, deeper into me, and to my surprise,
I felt like I was going to cum. My cock was hard between my legs, but with
all of my concentration being on him fucking me, I had not touched it at
all.
	"God, Grandpa, I think I'm going to cum," I cried out.
	He didn't say a word. Instead he pounded my ass harder, and with
each thrust, I felt myself getting closer and closer to the brink of
something. The next trip his cock made through my wet tunnel did the
trick. I felt the first wave of intense pleasure sweep over my body, and
before I could take the next breath, I shot the first rope of cum out onto
the bed.
	My ass retracted and sucked Grandpa's cock even tighter, and
suddenly he cried out, "I'm going to cum, Josh. I'm going to fill your ass
with my thick juice."
	The last shot of my cum landed on the bed just as his first rope
sprayed the walls of my ass. It was the most intense orgasm of my life.
	I pushed back into Grandpa and said, "I love you."
	"Oh, Josh, I love you too."
	We lay next to each other for quite some time, his cock still
buried deep in my cum filled hole.
	Finally I heard him say quietly, "Happy Birthday, Josh."
	"Thank you, Grandpa. It was the best gift ever."
	We soon fell asleep. His cock was still inside me, and his arms
were wrapped around, pulling me tightly to him.

End of Part 5

Mark Stevens