Date: Tue, 17 Feb 2015 14:14:27 -0500
From: Mtl Nerd <mtlnerd@gmail.com>
Subject: My Summer with Grandpa - Part 1

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My Summer with Grandpa

Every summer I'd spend a few weeks at my grandparents house in the northern
townships. I'd help them out with house chores and gardening, they'd take
me to do activities and we'd bake together. I knew it was mostly to give my
parents a break, but I didn't mind, my grandparents were really nice and
great cooks, it was always a nice little vacation. They had a large parcel
of land right on a secluded lake, a canoe, many farm animals, basically
everything a young outdoorsy boy needed.

When I turned 14, my grandmother has a sudden heart attack and sadly passed
away. We'd gone back and forth between our home and my grandfather's to
help him out, but he still seemed lonely. We'd offered for him to come live
with us, but he was still a very active man, and kind of resented being
seen as too weak to live on his own, even though we'd guaranteed him that
wasn't the case. So my parents asked me if I would mind spending the whole
summer with him to give him a hand, and more importantly, to keep him
company.

Honestly, I whole summer away from my parents sounded like heaven. Again, I
had just turned 14, so I was masturbating furiously a few times per day.
But with both my parents working from home, it was very hard to find some
time alone, especially in our small urban townhouse. Living with grandpa
would be perfect: there was so much land and secret places, just the
thought of it made my dick spring to attention.

My grandpa is no fool, and he knew exactly what my parents were up to, but
he loved me and was starting to get a bit lonely, so he really didn't mind
the company. They dropped me off a week after school had let out and I
quickly got comfortable in my new home.

Now my grandpa was still pretty young and ripped at that point, given his
very active lifestyle and all the manual labour that's required in
maintaining a country house and garden. He was in his mid-sixties, 5'10"
and broad shouldered, while still maintaining a full head of salt & pepper
hair. I'm not going to lie, I thought he was pretty hot. I know it's weird
to think of your grandfather that way, but ever since I had discovered
internet porn, I found myself constantly searching for mature men on xtube.
But what I really loved was seeing older men with younger boys, especially
when they role played. I knew it was weird and twisted, but the dick wants
what it wants. I had never seen my grandpa naked, but I sure had imagined
him a few times when I masturbated. He wore pretty snug jeans, and they'd
get even tighter working outside in the sun, so I'd seen his sizeable bulge
more than once, and it seemed like he was packing heat. But I knew it was
completely wrong, and I would never never act upon my urges. I just
couldn't wait to be old enough to find similar men online and act out my
fantasies.

After a few weeks living with grandpa, we'd sort of fallen into a routine.
We'd be up pretty early, we would alternate cooking breakfast and eat
together while planning out our days. We'd work the land, fix things in the
barns, tend to the animals, usual country life things. At night he'd take
me to a movie or a play, or he'd invite some of his buddies to come over
and play cards. He'd always include me in their games, which made me feel
like "one of the guys". He even let me have a beer once, as long as I kept
it secret of course.

On one of these nights, the guys had stayed pretty late. I had already gone
up to bed, even though I wasn't tired, but I think it's because they guys
wanted to smoke cigars and didn't feel right doing it in front of me. I was
still awake when I heard my grandpa make his way upstairs, but instead of
heading to his room, I heard him go into the office that separated his room
from mine. We both had adjoining doors to the office, and I was allowed to
use his computer whenever I wanted. I heard him boot-up the computer and
settle on the desk chair. It was almost 2am at this point and I wondered
what on earth he could be doing at this hour. I quietly made my way over to
the adjoining door, and peeked through the small crack I'd left open. I was
shocked.

There was grandpa, fully naked, beer in one hand and his massive uncut dick
in the other. He had huge balls that hung low, and he was slowly stroking
while watching what I can only imagine was muted porn. I guess he was
really horny because it only took a few minutes for him to shoot a sizeable
load. But what surprised me even more was that he shot his load straight in
his mouth!! He pulled his tongue out and tried to catch every jet that flew
out of his big mushroom head. He moaned quietly and swallowed what he'd
managed to catch, and cleaned the rest off with some kleenex. He must have
been a bit drunk because he just got up, didn't bother to shut the
computer, and went off into his room, closing his door behind him.

I slowly crept into the office and peeked at the screen to see what he was
watching. I couldn't believe it. Grandpa was watching GAY PORN! And really
kinky gay porn at that. My dick immediately sprang to attention and I sat
on the same chair where grandpa had just been sitting naked. It was still
warm and that turned me on even more. I pressed play on the video that he
was watching and couldn't believe my eyes. On the screen was a tiny
hairless twink getting ganbanged by a group of mature men. "Well well,
grandpa," I though, "looks like we might have a lot more in common."

I dropped my shorts and quickly starting jerking my small hairless uncut
cock. It didn't take long before I was moaning loudly and shooting my load
everywhere. As I sat there basking in my orgasm afterglow, I realized I
hadn't been as quiet as I should have been, having been too worked up by
all these new realizations. I quickly turned around to make sure grandpa's
door was still closed and my hear dropped.

There was grandpa, watching me.

To be continued...