Date: Sat, 24 Mar 2007 13:24:00 -0400
From: Mical Manchester <nycbottommical@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Father's Men-15

I really want to thank you all for your kind responses after I posted the
last chapter.  I know that it took some time to post that chapter but your
encouragement has made me want to write some more.  I love hearing from you
and you encourage me to keep writing more and more.
nycbottommical@hotmail.com.  (Also, if anyone wants to see my pictures, my
profile on Bigmuscle.com is- nyc_bottom_mical)  Again, most of the sexual
encounters are based upon my own real life experiences with men much older
than myself and my father.


I was upstairs in my bedroom studying advanced biology when my grandfather
arrived.  My mother was busy in the kitchen cooking up a big welcoming feast
for him so my father was the one who greeted him at the door.

"Dad, welcome," my father said as he gave my grandfather a warm and long
embracing hug.

"Thank you son, I'm very happy to be here."  I wasted no time to get down
the stairs to welcome my favorite relative on either side of my family.

"Hey Grandpa," I said as I threw myself into my grandfather's arms.  I've
mentioned it before, but my grandfather really was the spitting image of my
father, or vice versa, just with dark gray hair.  He was in his early
sixties, but no one would have guessed it.  He was handsome with a warm
inviting smile, broad shoulders, big pecs, thick muscular arms and, as I saw
when I was a young boy in the changing room one summer, a VERY ENORMOUS
COCK.

"Well, well Mical," my grandfather shoot back at me, "you get bigger and
bigger every time I see you."  I couldn't help but notice, but my
grandfather was definitely checking me out.  His eyes took in every inch of
my body.

"Thanks grandpa.  I have been trying really hard to gain some muscle
lately."

"Well, it definitely shows."

"Mical, why don't you take your grandpa's bags upstairs to his room," my
dad
asked.

"Sure thing," I answered back to my father and took hold of both pieces of
luggage and headed upstairs.  My father took my grandfather into the kitchen
to see my mother and I could hear her shriek in delight when she first saw
him.

"Well, this was an absolutely wonderful meal," my grandfather exclaimed as
he finished up the amazing roast my mother had prepared.

"I'm glad you liked it.  I made it especially for you," my mother said as
she took hold of some of the empty dishes and started to clear the table.

"I have an idea," my father announced, "I think us Manchester men should
head on up to the cabin this weekend.  It has been so long since we spent a
man's weekend together bonding."

"I think that is a wonderful idea honey," my mother responded, "before long
Mical will be in school and who knows how many more opportunities you'll get
to spend some quality time together."

"Than it's settled," my father said with a smirk, "we'll leave bright and
early in the morning.  We'll pack after dinner."  And that was that.  We
Manchester men were headed to our cabin in the woods for a weekend of male
bonding, which, given the change in my relationship with my father, was sure
to mean much more.

While my parents and grandfather sat around the dinner table drinking coffee
and conversing, I went upstairs to pack.  In addition, I felt it was
necessary to call Marc and let him know that I wouldn't be around this
weekend to satisfy any of his last minute sexual needs, which always seemed
to "pop" up during the weekend, along with his hard and thick cock.

I wasn't paying much attention to what I was packing because I knew I
probably would be naked most of the time.  My mind raced with thoughts of
having sex with both my father and now my grandfather.  I was excited and
scared.  I already felt slightly guilty about having sex with my father
(even though I wanted it), but getting sexual with my grandfather would be
something new.  This is the man who used to take me fishing, camping, and
whose lap I would sit on as he read me a story.  Now, if I was lucky, I'd
have another opportunity to sit in his lap, this time naked with my ass
pressed down deep onto his enormous cock.

"Knock knock," said a familiar voice at my door.

"Come on in Grandpa."  My grandfather came into my room and sat down on my
bed, kicked up his feet and lay his hands beneath his head against the
headboard of my bed.

"I'm really looking forward to spending some time with you Mical.  You are
growing into such a fine young man.  Your dad has been telling me all about
the developments in your life and I am quite impressed."  I looked up from
my packing and he smiled at me.

"Yeah, life seems to be moving pretty quickly these days, but I've been
enjoying it."

"Good, you need to enjoy your youth and enjoy life while you are young,
healthy, and have such a hot body."

"What are you talking about grandpa?  Look at you.  You are three times my
age and are more muscular than I am.  You are in the most amazing shape."

"I'm just saying it takes much more effort at my age, but there are benefits
to growing older," My grandpa said to me with another smile.  I sensed what
he was getting at.  I knew my Grandfather meant sex, so I pushed him a
little bit more.

"What do you mean?"

"Mical, your older enough to hear that sex definitely gets better with age.
A man learns how to control himself and his urges more as he gets older, as
you will learn.  Your dad and I will show you this weekend."  I was
speechless.  I couldn't believe that my grandfather had made such a direct
and bold statement.  I went back to my packing.  There was silence in the
room for a few minutes.

"Mical, my boy, I didn't mean to startle you.  Look, let's cut the bullshit.
  I know all about your sexual escapades.  I heard about them from your
father and I couldn't be happier for you.  I know your father has done to
you what I did to him at your age and my dad did to me.  It's a Manchester
male tradition."

"Ok, now that the cat is out of the bag grandpa, I guess we can talk openly
about sex.  Plus, I am always eager to learn new things from much wiser and
more experienced men," I said and I gave my grandfather a sexy smile.

"Well boy, I am all about teaching hot young men new tricks.  You finish
your packing and I'll see you in the morning."  My grandfather got up from
the bed gave me a kiss on the lips and patted my ass as he left the room.
My Grandfather had never given me a kiss on the lips before, and I liked it.
  His lips were full and hot and the kiss was extremely sensuous.  I was
definitely interested.

I lay down on my bed and drifted off to sleep.  Morning soon came.  I was
awoken by the hustle and bustle of my parents and grandfather outside my
room.

"Come on son, get your lazy ass out of bed."  As soon as I heard my dad's
voice I quickly got up, picked up my bag and headed downstairs.  My father
and grandfather were dressed and had their bags in their hands.  They were
ready to go and weren't wasting any time.  My mother came out of the kitchen
with a large cooler of prepared food for us, kissed all of us goodbye.

"You men be on your best behavior," she said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I'll keep my boys in line," my grandfather answered back.


The cabin was about 4 hours north from where we lived.  It was a rustic, yet
modern, 3 bedroom cabin on a large lake.  Luckily for us, we were the only
people with a cabin on the lake because the surrounding land was state
protected forest.  I rested in the backseat of my father's SUV while he
drove and chatted with my grandfather.  I woke up out of my slumber not
knowing where we were.

"How much longer dad?"

"Not much longer," he responded.

"What's wrong?  Is my grandson bored?"

"Well, kind of granddad."

"That's ok, I have an idea.  Ric pull over at the next possible stop.  I'm
going to join Mical in the backseat."

"You got it dad."  Before I knew it my dad was pulling into the nearest gas
station.  My dad felt it was also a good point to fill up the SUV with some
gasoline.  While he was at the pump my grandfather got into the back seat
with me.  He groped his crotch as he moved next to me and said:

"Now, lets have some fun!"  When my father went into the gas station to pay
for the gas, my grandfather slid down his sweat pants (he wasn't wearing any
underwear) and unleashed his giant cock.  It actually was so hard that it
spray free out of his pants.  It was the first time I had seen my
grandfather's cock up-close since I was a little child. It was bigger, more
lethal, more dangerous looking than I had remembered.  It was HUGE, about 10
inches, and red and glistening with pre-cum.  I was instantly in love!

"Wow granddad.  I'm really impressed!"

"Well, show your ole granddad how impressed you are by putting those sucking
skills to work boy.  I haven't unleashed a load since yesterday morning when
I left for your house.  That is too long and my cock is killing me."  I
didn't need my granddad to say anything else.  I quickly engulfed his entire
cock with my mouth.  My now I had become an expert cocksman and
deepthroater.  Marc and my family had taught me well.

"That's excellent boy.  You have learned really well."  My grandfather shut
his eyes once again and was truly enjoying the world class blowjob I was
giving him.  Seeing that is was my grandfather I was working extra hard to
pleasure him.  My dad got back into the vehicle and laughed.

"Damn you two.  I'm jealous."

"That's ok son," my grandfather responded, "you've had your daddy's cock
a
lot of times before and it's time you share it with your son.  But don't
worry, we'll have plenty to share with you when we get back to the cabin."

For the rest of the drive I was giving my grandfather the best blowjob
imaginable, but he was still not dumping his load.  I was amazed at his
resolve and ability.  Maybe he was right about men learning how to control
themselves the older they got.  Eventually, my grandfather opened his eyes
back up, pulled out of my hungry throat and looked at me.

"You are absolutely wonderful grandson," and he gave me another deep kiss on
my lips.  "Now, lets get you out of these clothes."  Before I knew what was
happening my grandfather had my hands lifted up and he had removed my shirt.
  Next he went to the pair of khaki shorts I had on, including the jock.
Before I knew it I was completely naked in the backseat of my father's SUV,
completely at the mercy of my hungry, horny, and hot grandfather.

"That's more like it," my grandfather exclaimed as he looked at my naked
body.  He turned my over, so that I was lying on my stomach, and he raised
my butt up on his lap.  I couldn't really see what was happening, but I
could feel it.  My grandfather was manhandling my ass.  He was grabbing my
muscular butt cheeks in his hands and massaging them.  He than turned his
attention to my hungry hole and gave it a very hot pussy rub down.
Eventually, he began inserting fingers into it, and than his tongue.  My
grandfather knew how to eat out a nice piece of boy hole.  I was on cloud
nice.  I was speaking in tongues I was so turned on.

"Oooohhhh, ahhhhhhhhh, oooooooohhhhhh, ahhhhhh...," with every thrust of my
grandfather's tongue into my ass, I shoved my butt harder and faster into
his face.  Finally, it seems, my grandfather was ready and he grabbed me
into his arms.

"I can't control myself any more Mical.  I have to fuck you.  I wish the
first time I fucked you wasn't in this car, but I can't wait any more.  I
will try my best.  Now, come sit up on your granddad's cock.  I was an
obedient boy and did exactly what my grandfather said.  His cock was
enormous but I knew what I was doing.  Facing my father, with my back
towards my grandfather, I slid down onto his pole.  Once I had the entire
length of his cock in my butt, I sat still to enjoy the wonderful
sensations.  There was no movement but his cock was still giving me some of
the hottest feelings I had ever experienced.  My grandfather held me close
to him and than spoke:

"Ride it boy, show your granddad what a good slut you are."  Even though I
wanted to continue the position I was in, I wanted to please my grandfather
and I wanted to obey his every wish, therefore, I began bouncing up and down
on his man meat with every once of energy in my body.  I thrashed myself, I
impaled myself, I rode that cock with everything I had.  I think it worked
and I think my grandfather was enjoying it because before I knew it he threw
my off of him until I was face down on the seat once again.  My grandfather
was possessed and quickly filled my ass with hard, mad, angry strokes of his
cock.  He was shoving his cock into me with all the strength that he had.
After about 15 minutes of this ass assault he withdrew.

"Show me your face boy, I got a present for you."  I quickly got up and
looked at my grandfather in time to meet the first spray of cum from his
cock.  For almost 4 minutes he unleashed his thick ropes of cum onto my
face.  Some landed in my open mouth, some in my eye, others on the window
behind me.  I had never before witnessed such an unleashing of spunk from a
man before, let alone a man past 60!  When he was finally finished he rested
and took some deep breaths.

"Amazing young man.  Amazing.  You are definitely a chip off of the old
block.  You are definitely like your father was when he was your age," my
grandfather said to me as he held me in his arms.

"Thanks granddad.  I've been very eager to learn as much as I can."

"Well, you have definitely lived up to the stories your father told me about
you."

"That's right dad," my father answered from the front seat, "this is
definitely another Manchester man slut.  The boy loves his cock!"   My
grandfather looked down at me and smiled and than we all share a good laugh.
  I had never in my life felt so close to both my father and grandfather and
I loved it.  I definitely felt like a Manchester male at that moment.  I was
part of the club.



We had made pretty good timing and had gotten to the lake by early
afternoon.  The cabin was bigger than I remembered it.  It had been some
time since I had last been there with my parents.  We no longer spent the
entire summer there, like we did when I was young, because I had sports
camps and other activities during the summer which made it nearly impossible
to leave town for.   Once inside the cabin we made our ways to our rooms to
unpack our few belongings that we had packed, although, I truly doubted if
we'd ever be sleeping alone.

My grandfather had the idea to take a hike when we first got to the cabin,
so we did.  The walk around the lake was a great idea and it was nice to
breathe the fresh air and see the beauty of the lake and forest.  All that
walking had exhausted me and when we got back to the cabin I decided to take
a nap.  I don't know how long I had been asleep before I heard sounds coming
from one of the other bedrooms in the cabin.  My grandfather and father were
engaged in some heavy action of their own.

"FUCK DAD, FUCK!" My father was shouting at the top of his lungs.

"DAMN YOU LITTLE SLUT," My grandfather was shouting back.  I definitely had
to see what was going on in the other room.  The door was open, so I had
little trouble viewing the action, not that they would have minded me spying
on them.

"AHHHH, IT HURTS," My father kept saying.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU LIKE IT," My grandfather responded.  It was at that
moment that I saw what was going on.  My grandfather had my father tied to
the bedposts of the master bed on his back.  My father was blindfolded.  My
grandfather was raping my father with what appeared to be a broomstick.  If
that was the case, I was amazed at how much of it my father had inside of
him.  It had to be at least 14, maybe 15 inches of the broom handle.

"AHHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHH," is all my father could yell out.  He definitely
looked like he was being challenged sexually.

"I'M GOING DEEPER BOY, SO YOU BETTER TAKE IT," and with that my grandfather
jammed another 2 inches of broom pole up deep inside my father.  At this
point my father was screaming at that top of his lungs, but he also appeared
to be enjoying himself, enjoying the anal broomstick rape my grandfather was
giving him.  I was so turned on that I had to start jacking off.

"AHHHHHHHHHH, AHHHHHHH," my father continued, but not so much from the
intense pain this time.  The broomstick had been hitting his pleasure points
and he was spraying cum everywhere and into the air.  When my grandfather
saw this he gave out a sinister laugh.

"What do you think of that Mical?" my grandfather asked as he turned to face
me in the door.  I had myself just reached orgasm.

"That was pretty intense granddad.  I'm not sure."  My grandfather had gone
over to the bed, untied my father and taken the blindfold off.  He held my
father in his embrace and my father slowly wept.

"Mical, this man sex thing isn't all about pleasure and fun.  It's about
trust and respect.  It's about continuously pushing your human limits and
boundaries.  Your dad and I will teach you this.  You will be obedient and
trusting like your father is with me.  No matter what I do to your father,
he always trusts me."

"Yes granddad.  I'd like that."

"Good Mical.  Now, leave me and your father alone.  We need our father and
son time as well."

"Yes sir." I left the room and shut the door behind me.  I decided to go out
to the lake and do some fishing, to give them some added privacy.  I threw
my pole into the lake, but my mind wasn't much on fishing.  I sat down on
the end of the dock and started reflecting.  I was quite amazed by what I
had just seen.  I had never seen my father so vulnerable before.

I think an hour had passed and night had arrived.  The moon was reflecting
on the lake and I felt like it was safe to go back into the cabin.  I reeled
in, set my pole on the dock and went back inside.

"There you are boy, we've been missing you," my father said.  My father and
grandfather were embracing on the couch, in just their underwear, watching
some basketball on the television set

"Thought I'd do some fishing.  I guess I lost track of time."

"Not a problem grandson.  Now, go wash up and come join us on the couch."

"You got it granddad."  I went into the bathroom and washed up.  I didn't
want to smell like worms or fish or anything that would repel either one of
them from touching me.  When I got back to the living room I found my father
and grandfather no longer watching the basketball game.  They were deeply
kissing and both had removed their underwear.  Their poles were sticking up
into the air, so I decided to get to work.

The first pole I wanted was my own father's.  There was something about
seeing him vulnerable that made me want him even more.  It had a familiar
taste and smell to it and I loved it.  I felt very comfortable sucking my
father's cock, the cock that made me.  After some deep throated action I
moved over to my grandfather.  I decided to play with his oversized balls.
I loved the shape, the feel, and smell of a masculine man's testicles.  It
is a fetish that I still have to this day.  For the next 20 minutes I
alternated between my father's and my grandfather's cock and balls.  I was
in cock and ball heaven.  I loved it

"Very hot son, you sure know how to suck on cock, and balls!  Now, try
something a little meatier.  Wet your appetite on these."  My father and
grandfather got up onto their knees on the couch and waved their huge muscle
butts in my face.  They were exactly the same shape, size, and hotness!  The
only thing different is that my father kept the light tracing of hair down
his ass crack whereas my grandfather was completely smooth.  I could have
eaten those man butts for the rest of my life.  My father and grandfather
went back to sucking each other's faces, so, I made good on eating and
playing with their asses.  Like a hungry puppy I lapped up all the ass
juices my father and grandfather were sweating off their bodies.  I would
tongue one hole, while I massaged the other with my fingers.  I went very
quickly into sexual overdrive and became like a sexual addict.  I couldn't
get enough of the taste of their manly asses.

"Someone sure likes the taste of ass," my grandfather said with a laugh.

"Yup, this is one sure Manchester male slut," my father added.  Even while
they continued to speak I couldn't stop myself from the tasting these
manholes.

"That's about enough Mical, I think your father and I have other things in
mind for you tonight."  With that my father and grandfather each got off the
couch, took one of my arms, and dragged me down the hall to my bedroom,
their giant cocks bouncing against my ass the entire way.

Once inside the bedroom my grandpa laid down just on the edge of the bed.
His cock was glistening with spit and was sticking straight up.  He motioned
for me to straddle it, so I wasted no time planting my bottom down onto his
hard cock.

"Mical, hold still for just a second," my grandfather instructed.  I kept
still and didn't move and I was enjoying the feeling of being filled.
Before I knew it my father was behind me and his own cock was pointing it's
way toward my hole.  I was scared and didn't know what to do.

"Ooohhh no dad, I don't think I can take it.  There's no room."

"You'll take it Mical, you'll take it," my grandfather grunted.  My father
began shoving all of his cock deep inside of me, and I gritted my teeth and
I tried to take it, but it hurt like hell.

"AGGHHHHH, I ... I ... CAN'T," I shouted at the top of my lungs.  My
grandfather reached over for a small bottle on the nightstand, held it to my
nose, and told me to inhale.  I had taken poppers before, so I knew what
they could do, and I truly needed the help.  After a few short whiffs, I was
ready to be fucked by both of their cocks at the same time.  Within no time,
the fuck started moving in a coordinated rhythm.  Pleasuring both my father
and grandfather at the same time with my asshole was an experience I would
never forget.  I could feel my father's and grandfather's cocks rubbing up
against each other deep inside my bowels.  Soon enough they both started
ejaculating their cum loads.  My grandfather sat up from the bed and we held
onto each other in one big embrace.  After several minutes of their cum
being deposited far inside my ass, the both slowly withdrew.  As their cocks
were withdrawn, rivers of cum seeped out from my hole.  I truly felt as if I
had been fucked my a semi-truck.  Each man settled at one on my sides,
pulled up the covers, and took a deep breath.

"That was amazing," my father exclaimed.

"You were right son, Mical is one fantastic slut," to which they both
laughed.  I'm not sure how late it was, but we were all exhausted from the
day's activities and fell back into a well deserved fuck slumber.  I had a
feeling that tomorrow would be even better, so I wanted to make sure that I
was fully rested.


To be continued....