Date: Fri, 1 Oct 2010 14:39:56 -0400
From: Blow 077101 <blow077101@gmail.com>
Subject: Moving In with Grandpa - Part I

Thanks for the emails on Step-Dad's Big Cock
</nifty/gay/incest/step-dads-big-cock.pdf> story I wrote awhile back. While
most/some of that was based in reality the following is completely
fictional (sort of). More to come with this one I think.

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*I- Moving in with Grandpa*

"I know but I'd rather live on campus." I said. My Mom replied "You know we
can't afford it and besides your grandfather's house is only a mile or so
off campus.". I shrugged and kept loading up my car. My name is Rick and I'm
18(going on 19) years old. As I finished packing all my stuff into my car I
tried not to think to much what it was going to be like living with my
grandfather. Don't get me wrong -- he's a great guy, but I had really been
hoping that I'd be able to get my Mom to agree to let me live at the dorm on
the campus of the college I'd be going to. In fact it was actually something
I had fantasized about often. I'm gay and obviously having another guy as a
roommate could provide some fun opportunities. Unfortunately that wasn't how
things worked out.


Classes were starting on the upcoming Monday. We agreed that it would
probably be best that I move in my stuff today on Friday so I'd have the
weekend to get settled. So I finished packing up my car, gave my Mom a kiss
goodbye and headed out to the two hour drive to my grandfather's house. As I
drove I tried to picture what life was going to be like in the next couple
of weeks.


My grandfather is a retired fire fighter. I tried to recall how old he was,
but couldn't. I figured he was 65-70ish but really didn't know. He was a big
man...probably 6'5 or so and pretty solid. Full head of gray hair and a bit
of a beer gut. I tried to recall if I had ever seen him with his shirt off
and found that I hadn't. I wondered what his chest looked liked -- was he
hairy?? I really had a thing for hairy guys. I was more of a bottom and
found hairy top guys were my favorite. I seem to recall that his forearms
did have a nice coating of fur on them. My mind wondered and I started to
get hard for a second. Then I laughed out loud. As if! Yeah -- fantasizing
about my grandfather. He's one of the most straight guys I know. Cigar
smoking, beer drinking, and as straight laced as they come. I realized how
horny I was and thought about pulling over for a quick jerk but decided to
keep driving as I was already more then half there. So I drove on.


When I pulled in to the driveway at Grandpa's his car wasn't in the
driveway. I was a little early so I assumed he'd be there shortly. I got out
of my car and saw a note taped to the back door. It was from Grandpa and he
was out running errands and that the door was opened. We had already
discussed the arrangements as to where I'd be sleeping etc. So I let myself
in and went to go check out my new bedroom. The house wasn't too big. The
back door led to a closed in porch which led to a large kitchen then
straight through to the dining room and then the living room. Off the dining
room was an alcove which led straight to the bathroom and off to the left
and right a short hall to two bedrooms. My grandfather's bedroom was on the
right and we decided that I'd stay in the room on the left. There was also a
door from the dining room which led upstairs where there were two other
bedrooms, but the heat up there was turned off and there was no bathroom. We
figured since it was just going to be the two of us it would be easier if I
took the empty room downstairs. My grandmother had passed about two years
ago and Grandpa had been living alone since then. I wondered what his social
life was like. Did he ever have company over? The thought of just hanging
out night after night watching whatever he watches on TV could be a real
drag after time.


I checked out my room and then with a sigh and a shrug I turned around and
proceeded to unload my stuff from my car. I really didn't have much and was
done unloading and unpacking pretty quickly. As I started to unpack the last
of my clothes I heard my grandpa's car pull into the driveway. I stopped
what I was doing and headed out to the back porch to meet him. I got to the
porch just as he was opening the back door. He had a number of grocery bags
in his arms and I went over to take some. "So you made it." he said. "Yep --
got here a little earlier then I expected. I've already unloaded most my
stuff." I said and took one of the bags. We went into the kitchen and put
the bags on the counter. "Any more out in the car?" I asked. "Nope -- that's
it. But I'll be right back. I've really got to take a leak." he said. He
turned and left the kitchen and I started to put the groceries away.


I had spent plenty of time in the house for various family occasions so was
pretty familiar with were everything went. As I was putting stuff in the
refrigerator I was kind of surprised that I could hear my grandpa pissing.
He must have left the door open. Oh well I thought -- he has been living here
alone for awhile so I guess he didn't think it was necessary. I continued to
put things away and noticed that he really did have to take a piss because
he seemed to be pissing enough to fill a gallon jug. I had most of the
things away when he finally came back into the kitchen. He went to the frig
and grabbed a beer and asked "Want one?". "Sure -- sounds good." I replied
and took the can he offered. "We probably will need to set down some rules
around here -- about beers and other stuff, but that can wait until later."
he said. I nodded and he continued "For now just don't get falling down
drunk and besides it's our first night so we might as well enjoy
ourselves.".


He had gotten two nice steaks and some burgers. We decided on the steaks and
he started making us dinner. I was surprised to see him cooking as from what
I recalled of my past when growing up, it was always my grandmother in the
kitchen. He obviously knew his way around the kitchen. "I never thought of
you being a good cook but you certainly seem to know what you're doing." I
said. "Well I spent many years at the fire house and many nights there too.
We all took turns when it came to who was going to cook." he said. I had
forgotten about that but remembered that back when he was working, he would
be gone for two or three days at a time. I never really thought about it --
but a quick thought ran through my head to wonder what the sleeping
arrangements were like? That would be interesting -- a room full of hot fire
fighters stripped down to their underwear sleeping in beds right next to
each other.


My thoughts were interrupted by Grandpa when he said "You filled out a bit
since the last time I saw you." "Thanks but I'm still pretty skinny." I
said. "Not really. You take after your Mom -- just naturally slim. And
besides you seem pretty toned and all." he said. "Thanks." I said again. I
actually did think I looked pretty hot. I was about 5'9 and even though I
was pretty slim my body was in great shape. Nice washboard abs, pretty nice
arms, and legs. I kept my hair buzzed short and my body was pretty much
mostly smooth except a few spots. There was a small patch of hair between my
pecs but the remainder of my upper body was smooth. My legs and crotch area
were a different story. My legs were pretty hairy and I had a nice bush
around my cock. I often wished that whatever genes caused my legs to get
hair had spent a little extra time on my chest also -- I so wanted to be
hairy. But I had to admit to myself -- overall not a bad package.


Dinner was ready so we settled ourselves on the dining room table. The meal
was fantastic and it didn't take long before we had both devoured our
steaks. We talked about a lot of things as we ate and continued after as we
sat there drinking our beers. We discussed the rules of the house. I could
drink but only on weekends. Friends were allowed over but not late. I had to
make sure he knew where I was going if going out and what time I'd be back.
The basics. All in all I started to feel quite comfortable with the new
arrangements -- I'm sure the beer was helping.


One of the rules were chores and if a person does the cooking the other does
the dishes. I told him I wasn't much of a cook but he said that once you
know the basics it's pretty easy. I told him I'd watch him a few times and
then give it try sometime and see what happens. I got up and started to
clear the table. Doing the dishes didn't pose a problem because there was a
dishwasher in the kitchen so it was just a matter of scraping the plates,
loading the washer, and wiping done the table and counters.


As I was wiping down the last of kitchen counters Grandpa came in and said
"I'm going to take a quick shower. It was pretty hot day for this late in
the year." I agreed and finished loading the washer as he walked out of the
kitchen. The thought of a shower sounded like a good idea -- I could finally
jerk off I thought to myself.


A quick rinse of the rag and I headed to the dining room to wipe off the
table. As I was wiping the table I heard him enter the room and looked up. I
froze for a second and gawked at him as he came through the door. He had
stripped out of his clothes and was just wearing his underwear. My heart
jumped -- he had on a pair of white jockies and my eye went straight to his
crotch. The bulge in his shorts was huge. I only looked for a second and
then looked up and saw the rest of him. He was covered in a mat of gray fur.
His chest, arms, and legs. All covered in a gray mat of fur. I couldn't look
any longer and looked back down at the table trying to not be obvious that
him walking around like that was going to be problem for me.


"I forgot to get the towels out of the dryer." he said as he walked by to
head to the door in the kitchen which led to the laundry room in the
basement. Once his back was turned to me I looked up to watch him as he
walked away. His back side was also covered in fur. I was stunned. I
finished the table and headed to the kitchen and pretended to be busy
rinsing the rag at the sink as he came back up. I was totally thrown off by
this new vision of my Grandpa. Yeah I knew it was weird thinking about my
own grandfather's cock, but damn -- I wanted to see it. My mind was racing
with all kinds of thoughts. The bulge in his underwear was incredible. I
have a nice cock myself, but nothing that would match what I expected to be
under those white jockies.


I put down the rag and sat there leaning against the counter trying to get
my thoughts under control. What the heck was I thinking I thought to myself.
Yeah I'm turned on by what I say but by your own grandpa is weird. Besides,
nothing would ever happen. He's an old guy -- I wondered even if he is even
still into sex or able to. Also he's the straightest guy I think I know --
big baseball fan, always the "alpha" man when talking with other guys, etc.
If I tried anything I'd probably be in for a lot of trouble and thrown out --
and my whole family would find out. I convinced myself to calm down and went
to my room. I heard the shower running as I passed the bathroom door -- this
time he did shut it.


Once in my room I started to unpack the remaining clothes and tried to not
think of anything. I heard the water from the shower turn off and soon heard
Grandpa open the door and go to his room. A few minutes later he came to my
door and said "I'm going to go watch the game." I said "Ok -- I'm going to
finish this up and take a quick shower also.".


He left and I finished putting away my stuff and then tried to decide what
to wear. I don't know why I was even thinking about it, but I thought if I
put on a pair of shorts that showed off some of my best assets may start
something. I've got to be crazy -- what the heck was I thinking. I did
however select a pair of shorts that were a little tight and a tank top. Not
because of the look but because they really were comfortable.


The bath room was still hot and steamy from Grandpa's shower. I turned on
the water and stepped in and imagined Grandpa under the hot stream of water
and how his hairy body looked matted down in water. I was already rock hard
and jerking off, but tried to push the thought out of my mind and
concentrate on one of my other favorite jerk off fantasies but my mind's eye
kept going back to Grandpa. I finally decided not to fight the urge and I
blew a huge load thinking about going down on that huge looking cock.


I finished my shower, dried off, and put on my shorts and shirt. After
jerking off and getting a little release I felt much better and calmer. I
looked in the mirror and checked myself out to make sure the shorts weren't
too tight. They did show a bit of a bulge if I stood a certain way, but
otherwise were just fine. I had been a long day and the thought of just
crashing on the couch watching the game seemed like a great idea. As I was
walking through the dining room heading to the kitchen the only thing I
could see of Grandpa was one of his legs. He was sitting in the easy chair
facing the TV but the thing that made me pause was that the leg I could see
was bare. What was he wearing? When he came into my room to let me know he
was going to watch the game I didn't turn around so I never saw what he
decided to wear when he got of the shower. My mind started to race again.


He couldn't possibly be sitting there naked. That would just send me over
the edge. Just his underwear perhaps?? That too would probably be too much
for me to handle. I knew I wouldn't be able to keep from looking at his
crotch and he would eventually notice. Did he have a shirt on?? I got to the
kitchen and got a beer then went to the counter and leaned against it while
I took a huge gulp. I had just blown a huge load in the shower thinking
about my grandpa and already I'm thinking about him sexually. Get a grip on
yourself I told myself.


I took a deep breath and headed to the living room. The chair he was sitting
in was to the left as you entered and the TV was across the room next to the
bay windows that look out over the front yard. The couch was next to the
easy chair along the left wall. As I started to get closer more of Grandpa
came into view and the more nervous and excited I got. When I finally could
see enough I saw that he was in his underwear and a tank top like mine. His
incredible bulge nestled between his spread legs looked huge. I stopped for
a second to collect myself. I was still a little behind his chair off to the
right so he couldn't see where I was looking.


"What's the score?" I asked trying to sound casual -- but I gulped half way
through the question. I was trying to see as much of him as I could while he
couldn't see what I was looking at. His hairy arm, the tuft of hairs
sticking up from the tank top, how he obviously shaved around his neck, and
his bulge. I thought I could actually see the head of his soft cock.


He answered but I didn't really hear him. I was starting to get hard and
knew there would be no hiding a hard on in the shorts I had on so headed
straight to the couch. I sat down on the couch with my back against the arm
rest so that I was not facing him. I knew if I could see him my eyes would
inevitably keep going to his crotch. My cock was already getting pretty big,
but I was pretty sure he couldn't see my crotch because of the angle that I
was sitting.


I tried to concentrate on the game and clear my mind. Eventually my cock
started to go down but I knew if I looked at Grandpa that would change
pretty quickly. Grandpa got up and left the room. I thought about getting up
and go put on my sweat pants. I heard him go in the bathroom and heard him
starting to piss...again with the door open. When he returned I kept my eyes
steadily on the TV.


I laid there on the couch trying desperately to not think of anything but
the game. Eventually I started to doze a bit. I wasn't really asleep but
just on the edge...I could still hear the TV but wasn't really watching.


I heard a "Ahem!" and woke with a start. It was Grandpa. I also realized
while dozing I had gotten a raging hard-on and I was stretched out on the
couch in a pair of tight shorts in plain view of him. I sat up quickly and
put my arms in front of my crotch completely embarrassed. "Sorry." was all I
could think to say.

"Well -- just keep that to yourself. You can't be walking around here with a
hard-on. I might take that as a hint you're horny for me.".


My head snapped to turn and look at him directly in the eyes. I couldn't
believe what I just heard. I froze for a second trying to figure out
something to say. Finally all I could say is "What?"


"Listen Rick, if you're into dick that's fine. You're a old enough to know
what sex is and what you like. I've been around a bit and have known plenty
of guys that like a nice prick. In fact I'd have to say most guys are way
better at it then girls -- they know what to do." he said.


I couldn't believe my ears. I had never heard Grandpa say anything
sexual...in fact I found it strange when he said "take a leak" earlier in
the day. I didn't know how to respond. I was still in a bit of a fog from
the doze I had just woken up from so my mind wasn't moving too fast. Or was
it that I was still dreaming?


I shook my head trying to clear it and looked back at him. My eyes darted
first to his crotch and it seemed his bulge was even bigger. I looked up at
him and said "I...um...well..I um...don't know.". "Don't know...what?" he
said in a rather rough manner. My eyes darted down at his crotch and then
back up to his face. "If you can't decide if you want something boy and then
go for it you'll never get it." he said.


I froze. My heart was pounding. Is this some sort of test? If I make a move
will he let me or will he beat the crap out of me. I couldn't move. He moved
his hand down to his crotch and cupped his cock and balls and said "Oh well
-- I think I'll go to bed.".


That was when I knew I had to act...I said "Wait...please." and pushed the
coffee table out of the way. I got down on the floor between his hairy legs
and put my hands on his knees looking at his face. "Grandpa -- I'm gay. I
know this is strange but when I saw you come out in your underwear earlier I
haven't been able to think of anything else." I said. "Yeah -- and?? What
were you thinking? Do you like to suck cock Rick?" he asked.


I looked down at his crotch and then up to his face and shook my head. With
that he reached out and grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face down
into his crotch. I immediately started to lick his flaccid cock through his
underwear. He spread his legs wider and I smothered my face and mouth
against his cock and balls. The fresh scent from his shower was
intoxicating. I couldn't wait to get his cock in my mouth and sat back a bit
and hitched my hands on to the side of his briefs. He lifted his ass off the
chair a bit and I pulled them down while all the while keeping my eyes on
his cock. I was amazed at the sight. His cock was about five inches long and
still soft. It laid on his balls which hung loose and very big. The pubes
around his cock were still dark...the rest of the hair on his body was gray.


I bent down and sucked his cock into my mouth and moved my hands up his
hairy belly and chest. "Ummm...yeah...suck that cock" he moaned and slid
down further in the chair and spread his legs. I had his entire cock in my
mouth and felt it grow as he got harder. I started to bob my head up and
down on his cock. I was in heaven. Soon I couldn't get his entire length in
my mouth...he was completely hard and his cock was the largest I had ever
seen. He had to be at least nine inches. I tried my best to get his entire
cock down my mouth but gagged. "Whoa -- relax....don't do it if you can't.
Your doing fine with what you're doing." he said.


I pulled myself off his cock and sat back holding his hard cock in my hand
and said "Oh man...you are so hot." and then dove down again between his
legs and started sucking on his balls. Grandpa spread his legs even further
and I managed to get his entire sack into my mouth and sucked like crazy.
"Shit." he said and moaned while arching his back. After a few minutes
sucking on his balls I pulled back and sat there looking and stroking his
big cock.


"Let's go to your room." he said and started to get up. At that point I
would have followed him to the moon if that is where he wanted to go. While
I followed him to my room I saw his ass and was fascinated at the layer of
fuzz covering his cheeks. He really was built well for his age. When we got
to my room he stood at the side bed and nodded his head towards the bed. I
wasn't sure what he wanted me to do so just went to the bed and sat. That
seemed to be fine with him because he simply turned towards me and moved his
big dick towards my mouth while putting his hands on my head.


I greedily sucked his dick into my mouth and put my hands on his hairy ass
cheeks pulling him as much as I could towards me to get as much of his dick
into my mouth as I could. He slowly started to pump his cock in and out of
my mouth...."Oh fuck that feels good. Ummm...yeah...that's it...suck that
cock" he said. I moaned a reply as best I could with my mouth full of his
cock. Nothing could stop me now...all I wanted was for him to release his
load in my mouth.


I don't know how or when I had did it, but I was completely naked. I had my
hands on Grandpa's hairy ass cheeks pulling him into me while he fucked my
mouth with his big dick. "Ummm...damn boy that's good...I haven't got much
lately so get ready for a big one...I'm close." he said. Those words almost
sent me over the edge and almost made me cum...but I just pulled harder on
his ass cheeks when he pumped his dick into my mouth on the in strokes. If
he had a big load I wanted to let him know I wanted it all.


All of the sudden he just froze with his dick half in my mouth and then let
out a low guttural growl. With my tongue on the underside of his dick I felt
a slight spasm and then suddenly it seemed his entire dick seemed to throb
as he unloaded his cum into my mouth. He held my head firm while his cock
blew a good four or five gobs of cum. I sat there eagerly swallowing every
volley. He bent his head back and arched his back to shove as much of his
cock as I could take into my mouth as he moaned. Without even touching
myself I had one of the biggest climaxes I had ever experienced.


I kept his dick in my mouth and sucked it while he got soft getting every
drop I could. Eventually he pushed back my head and said "Well that was an
interesting start to your stay -- don't know about you, but I think we will
get along fine.". I scanned his body -- there was this hot hairy manly guy
with a really nice cock standing in front of me -- even though it was my
grandfather it didn't matter. I wanted more of him and he apparently wanted
the same. "Grandpa I'd do anything. I would suck your cock everyday if you
want...even more." I said and reached out to fondle his big cock and balls
and pulled him towards me to nestle my face into his pubes and lick the base
of his soft hanging cock.


With that he put his hands on my head and pulled me closer for a moment. "I
guess for our first night we really did have a good time. I think it's time
to hit the sack." he said. "Good time?? -- damn that wasn't just a good time
that was the best...let's sleep together Grandpa. Maybe we can..." but he
interrupted and said "No -- I'll sleep in my room...and no you can't sleep in
there with me. It's just the way it needs to be.".


"Ok." I said and he turned and left. I got up and headed to the bathroom. I
noticed he left his bedroom door ajar but couldn't see anything else...there
were no lights on in the room and was completely dark. After cleaning up in
the bathroom (I came all over myself) I headed to my bedroom and laid down
and while thinking of what just happened fell asleep.


Next morning...to be continued...