Date: Sun, 31 Oct 2004 15:10:15 -0600 From: BUDDY A. <icq4fun2@hotmail.com> Subject: RAISING MY GRANDSON, KYLE I am a 57 YO farmer recently divorced man, from the Bitch From Hell! I am new to Gay/Bi Lifestyle and learned about it from my 15 YO Grandson. I have 1 Daughter and she has a boy, Kyle and a girl, Jennifer. She has been divorced for many years and has had Hell trying to raise these 2 kids. Her beautiful 16 year old Daughter, with her blonde hair, blue eyes, cheerleader, lives to keep her pussy filled with black dick and much as possible. As a result, she is 8 months pregnant. She has moved in with him and was continuing to meet his requirements of sex several times a day until a medical problem caused the doctor to tell her no more sex until after the baby was born. The boyfriend made it clear that he expected to fuck something 4 or 5 times a day. He started out fucking her ass, but she did not like it and it was causing other health problems. It took several weeks for my Daughter to figure out why all of a sudden, she was calling her little brother and would come and get him and take him to their house almost every night. She finally figured it out and confronted Kyle. He admitted that he had agreed to let the black guy fuck his ass for the last few weeks. She called me and wanted to know what I thought she should do knowing if she reported it to the authorities, her daughter would take it hard and possibly, never forgive her. I suggested he come and live with me on my ranch until he graduated from High School. I explained to her that if he was GAY and was doing it because he liked it, I would not say anything to him about it because I can understand why anyone might make that choice after being married to her mother for the last 39 years! She said that she understood and brought him to live with me. The first few weeks, Kyle seemed like a very normal 15 YO, who had been relocated many miles from his friends and classmates. He did not seem to be making any new friends at school, but was getting to be friends with several of the workers on the ranch and dairy, mostly illegal Mexicans. He had a big advantage on me because he had learned Spanish is school. Living in the country has its advantages, but also comes with a lot of responsibility. I was on the board of my Rural Electric Co-Op and also Farm Bureau Insurance. In addition, I was in the habit of playing cards with some friends one night a week. Being gone to these meetings and my card game, gave Kyle several unsupervised nights, home alone. I thought it was fine as he could use that time to do his homework. One night, I had left the ranch for town and a card game with my buddies. We had played cards about a hour when the host got up from the table to go grab us some beers, tripped, fell and broke his arm. A couple of the other guys took him to the hospital and I went home. By luck, I got in the house without being heard. The door to Kyle's room was closed and there was something going on in there with a lot of spanish being spoken. Knowing that there are not locks on the Bedroom doors, except for the Master Bedroom, I quietly opened the door, which confirmed my suspension about Kyle. He was buck naked along with 3 of my Mexican hands. He was bent over with one Mexican dick sliding in and out of his little ass, while another one was fucking his mouth. They still had not seen me and the scene had turned me on. I went into the Den and took of my clothes also. By now, my dick was getting hard too. This time, when I re-entered Kyle's Bedroom, they saw me and were all getting ready to run. I to the best of my ability, told them "Me Amigo" and tried to let them know everything was all right. They all relaxed when I went to the 3rd Mexican and took my first dick into my mouth and started sucking him. Kyle finally sucked of his Mexican, swallowing every drop of his cum. When he moved away, I told Kyle "I am just learning how to do this. Tell him to come over there and let you give him a good blow job." At this point, I walked to Kyle's side and started gently rubbing him on the head. About that time the second Mexican unloaded his load deep into Kyle's ass. When he pulled his big uncut, hard dick out of Kyle's ass, that is when I noticed that he was not wearing a rubber. I don't know what caused me to have this thought, I guess it was because I was so into the hot sex myself, but I took my second dick into my mouth and licked it clean out of Kyle's ass. It tasted a little funky, but I was also getting a little taste of my first cum. As I was sucking his dick clean I heard the last of the Mexicans moan as he unloaded his wad into Kyle's mouth. He was now getting up as I finished my job. I told Kyle to "go get us a beer. Lets celebrate your coming out!" He was off to the kitchen. The Mexicans were starting to get their clothes to get dressed. I looked at them, shook my head no, and motioned for them to follow me to the den. We got there just as Kyle was coming out of the kitchen with 4 beers. He gave one to me and to each of the Mexicans and started to sit down. I asked him if he wasn't going to join us? He looked at me with a big smile and asked, "are you going to let me drink beer?" I told him he was welcome to drink one any time he wanted one. He was quickly off to the kitchen for what I guess was to be his first beer. I was on the sofa with Kyle on one side of me and one of the Mexicans on the other. As I drank my beer, the Mexican dude kept playing with my semi-hard dick until it was hard as steel. The next thing I knew, Kyle was on his knees in front of me taking my dick into his mouth. The Mexican dude kept rubbing my body, playing with my nipples and making me hotter than I can ever remember. It seemed as if there was only one thing missing. I did not know how he would react, but decided to take my chance. I pulled him to me, turned his head to look me in the eyes and placed my lips on his. At first, he seemed to resist but slowly he opened his mouth to allow my tongue to meet his. I really don't think he had ever kissed a man before but neither had I. Within a few seconds he was responding with passion and continued to kiss me until I unloaded my wad into Kyle's mouth. That felt so good, I got up and went to the kitchen for another round of beers. I came back and was passing out the beers when the Mexican guys were all trying to tell me something, all pointing at Kyle. That is the first time I realized that he was the only one that had not shot off. I sat down beside him and started playing with his cute little dick. It wasn't that little, about 6 inches once it got hard and it was the only cut dick in the room. Once it was hard, I got on my knees and started to give my first blow job. You could tell Kyle was a little tense. The Mexican guy on the sofa must have noticed it too as he moved over next to him and put his arm around Kyle. He then started nibbling on Kyle's small nipples until they were as hard as his dick. Then he took them with his fingers and started pinching and twisting them. Kyle was in pain and pleasure, all at the same time. Without warning, he shot blast after blast of hot cum into my mouth. I had always heard people talk about swallowers and spitters. I wanted to spit, but made myself swallow it instead. After I did it, I realized that I liked it. The Mexicans all went to their living quarters and Kyle and I had a good talk. He asked me if I was going to tell his mother. I told him I didn't know but I did know I wasn't going to tell her right now. If I do, I would have to tell her where I fit into the picture and I am afraid she would take you away from me. I don't want that to ever happen to you again! That night, we took our first shower together just before going to bed. About 30 minutes after Kyle had gone to his room, there was a knock on my bedroom door. It was Kyle asking if he could sleep with me tonight. He had been wearing his pajamas at night. Tonight he as standing there, buck naked. I told him to come in. I was in my underwear, which I quickly took off, and soon we were in bed and both went to sleep. If that was the beginning of what the next 4 years were going to be like, it was going to be an interesting 4 years to say the least. Let me know if you liked the story or not. I will only continue to tell about the next 4 years if I get enough requests. You can e-mail me directly at icq4fun2@hotmail.com icq4fun2@hotmail.com