Date: Sat, 3 Aug 2019 12:30:12 -0500 From: jockstraplover Subject: Ganymede Middle School - Chapter 13 Thanks for the positive response to the story. I hope you continue to enjoy it. Feedback is always welcome Please remember to donate to Nifty to help keep this amazing resource available. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Ganymede Middle School - Chapter 13 After my physical Grandpa and I returned to his pickup truck to drive home. Even as we were walking to his truck, Grandpa put his arm around my waist and held me close to him. "How are you doing, buddy?" Grandpa asked. "Good, Grandpa. That was the most fun I've ever had at the doctor's office. I'm glad you were here with me. It felt really good" "I'm glad I was here, too. I liked watching the examination a lot. I like seeing how you're starting to develop. And milking your little penis was a dream come true for me." When we got to the truck, Grandpa turned towards me and wrapped his manly arms around my small frame. "I love you, Tim. I'm the luckiest grandfather in the world to have such a handsome, special boy for a grandson." "I love you too, Grandpa. You and Dad are my idols. I feel so lucky to be a part of this family." He held me close against him. His facial stubble and goatee tickled the back of my neck. His hair smelled earthy and manly, like a forest on a rainy afternoon. He kissed my neck lightly, moving up my neck to my ear. It tickled, but in a good way. I could feel my balls tingle with excitement. Despite having just shot my load, my boypenis was hard again. "Oh, Grandpa," I sighed, giving myself to him. His lips found mine and we kissed passionately. He kissed a lot like Dad, but more forcefully. He pressed his lips firmly against mine and drove his tongue deep into my mouth. I opened wider to welcome his tongue. He pulled it back giving me the chance to push my tongue into his mouth. It was warm and wet and tasted vaguely of tobacco. His tongue was rough against mine. He moaned my name. I moved my hands so I could touch his chest. I felt his large nipples protruding through his polo shirt. Still kissing him, I let my fingers run over his erect nipples. Grandpa responded strongly to even my slightest touch of his nipples. He flexed his arms around me and began wildly moving his tongue around my mouth and lips. His moan became almost a growl. He struggled to break our embrace. He held my chin with his hand and smiled. His eyes held mine in a gaze of love and lust. I felt the intimate bond of love between a grandfather and grandson. "Let's go home," he said. I snuggled under his arm, my hand again found his thigh. This time, his rock hard erection ran down the right side of his pants. He covered his hand with mine and moved it back and forth over his hardon as he drove us home. Grandpa was more serious and less talkative than me or Dad, so I just sat quietly next to him and enjoyed the feeling of family and connection as he held me. I also liked feeling his big weiner. When we got back to the house, Grandpa headed to Dad's room and I went to mine to drop off my backpack. I took off my school uniform - khaki pants and a dark blue polo shirt. I also took off my underwear. Naked, I headed to Dad's room to see Grandpa. Grandpa was sitting on Dad's bed, upright against the headboard. He was naked with his right leg on the bed and his left leg over the edge of the bed so his foot was on the floor. In this position I could see right up his tan, hairy legs to his cock and balls. His balls were shaven but the rest of his pubic bush was a long tangle of dark and light hairs spreading out across his crotch. His balls hung heavily from the base of his cock. I could see each of his large balls suspended in his ballsack. Above his pendulous balls, his throbbing, cut cock stood at attention. Veiny, with a large flared head, my hole twitched in anticipation. He was about the same length and girth as Dad - 8 inches that I could just get into my young mouth. His penis was less curved than Dad's, standing straight like a thick club. His pubic hair spread out to become his hairy stomach and chest. His chest was covered in white fur that went all the way up to his neckline. Grandpa's cock was hard and visibly throbbing, but he wasn't touching it. Instead, he had each of his hands on his large, engorged nipples. He was slowly pinching them and sometimes twisting them a little. Occasionally he'd flick the tip of one or both of his nipples with his thumbs. The pleasure he got from doing this was palpable. I approached the bed but stopped short of touching him. "You like to show off, don't you Tim?" Grandpa asked, looking straight into my eyes. "Yes, Grandpa. I like being naked and showing off. It makes me feel good." "I liked it when you show off. I liked it during the examination when you flexed your muscles to show your development. Would you do that again for me." "Sure, Grandpa! Like this?" I asked as I raised my arms and flexed them. Grandpa worked his nipples harder. My cock raged as I saw him getting more aroused watching me. "Yes, Tim. Flex for Grandpa. Show him all of your muscles." I flexed my thighs one at a time, making the large muscles visible under my bare skin. I brought my arms together to show off my chest like the men do in those bodybuilding competitions. I tightened my abs and ran my hand over them. Grandpa kept watching me closely. It felt good to show off for Grandpa. "That's my sexy grandson. Show me how your dad taught you to stroke your penis. Masturbate for me, Tim." Without speaking I turned my focus to my hard boycock. I pulled my foreskin back between my thumb and forefingers. Grandpa could see the small, wet, purple head of my cock. Then I pulled my foreskin forward and let my index finger probe the hood of my dick and circle my cockhead. It felt good to play with my dick and even better to have Grandpa watching. I continued stroking and watching Grandpa. His hands didn't leave his nipples but his cock was twitching and pulsating. Our eyes were locked together as we exchanged pleasure. "It's beautiful to watch you play with your cock, Tim. When I milked you earlier, I couldn't believe how hard your cock gets. It's like a steel rod." "Thanks, Grandpa. I like having you watch me." I turned to the side so Grandpa could see the length of my small, arched boycock. "Did you hear Dr. Fielding, Grandpa? He said my penis was a half an inch longer than before." "I see it, Tim. It's a beautiful cock, Tim. And it's only going to get bigger. Now, turn around, Tim. Show Grandpa your sexy butt." I turned around and spread my legs a little. I ran my hands over the cheeks of my soft, round ass, letting a finger or two find my hole. It was still greasy from the lubricant Dr. Fielding used. "That's it, Tim. Show Grandpa your boypussy. Show Grandpa how you play with your hole." I bent over so that Grandpa would have a good view of my hole. I held my buttcheeks apart so he could see it clearly. My cock was starting to leak even without touching it. Showing off for Grandpa was getting me closer to cumming. "Your boyhole is so small and pink and smooth, Tim. Is that where your Dad fucked you, Tim?" "Yes, Grandpa. Daddy fucked my hole twice. It felt so good." I reached around and teased my hole with a finger, showing him where Dad had put his cock in me. "Finger that hole, Tim. Oh, Tim," Grandpa moaned loudly, "You're turning me on so much." Spurred on by him watching me, I continued fingering my hole. My sensitive hole puckered involuntarily as I thought about Grandpa watching me. I could feel his eyes penetrating my hole like a penis. "I want Dad to fuck me again. I want to ride his cock. And I want you to fuck me, Grandpa. And I want both of you to cum in me." "Fuck yeah, sexy boy. Grandpa's close to shooting. Turn around, Tim." Grandpa's nipples were swollen and red but his hands were still working them. His cock was so fully engorged with blood it was purple. The shaft of his cock was covered in a steady stream of precum that poured from the head. His penis twitched and bounced. "Mr. Summer's tells me you're pretty good at sucking a man's cock. Is that right?" "Yes, Grandpa!" "Try not using your hands. Just use your mouth so I last a little bit longer." I bent over Grandpa's musky crotch, keeping my hands at my sides. I started with my tongue along the shaft were the precum was flowing, licking from the base upwards. I swallowed a few gulps of precum and used it to wet my lips. I focused on the shaft first, using my lips and tongue to pleasure my grandfather's penis. I was sucking on my grandfather's penis and I couldn't be happier. Grandpa was happy too, but in a different way. Licking his cock combined with the torturing of his nipples was driving him close to the edge. He was reduced to single syllables. "Yes. Fuck. Yes, Tim. Suck me, Tim. Suck me. Fuck. Oh, Tim." Something about the way his legs were starting to twitch told me to put his whole cock in my mouth. I opened wide and took the wet head into my mouth and held it there for a second. "Oh fuck, yeah, Tim. That's it. Suck Grandpa's cock." And I did. I slowly started bobbing my head up and down on his cock, getting the head into the back of my throat and part of his shaft into my mouth. In and out, up and down. His slick, hard cock penetrated my small mouth again and again. "Faster. Fuck. Faster. I'm gonna cum. Take it boy. Swallow your grandfather's seed." I went faster, filling my mouth with his cock then sliding it most of the way out. Up and down quickly sucking my grandftather's delicious cock. He tensed up and shot. "Fuck!" Grandpa yelled. Semen filled my mouth and spilled out the corners. I swallowed the thick, pungent liquid. More filled my mouth and I swallowed again. A third pulse and a fourth all went down my throat. I was determined to swallow as much of Grandpa's load as possible. "Easy. That's it. Easy, Tim," Grandpa said, guiding my mouth off of his cock. Catching his breath he said, "That was amazing, Tim. Watching you show off and then have you suck me off was so intense." He gently stroked my arm. I leaned over to kiss him, not an overheated kiss like in the pickup truck, but a loving, tender kiss expressing love and gratitude. "Now," he said, moving his hand down to my ass cheeks, "do you think you'll cum again?" "Oh, yes, Grandpa. I"m so horny right now." Grandpa scooted down from his upright position and turned to lay perpendicular on the bed. He moved so his head hung backwards over the bed. His open mouth was level with my erection. Without speaking, I guided my cock into his warm, wet mouth. He closed his lips around my shaft. From here I could look down his body at his chest with his red and swollen nipples and his spent cock resting along his leg. Instinctively, I knew what to do. I started to slowly thrust my hips forwards and backwards to drive my penis into Grandpa's mouth. When my cock was all the way in his mouth, I ground my balls on the mustache of his goatee, tickling them. I pulled most of the way out, then thrust in again. I was fucking Grandpa's mouth. My boycock went in and out of his mouth. I imagined fucking his asshole and began to thrust faster and faster. Grandpa moaned in encouragement. I planted my legs in a firm stance and prepared to shoot. In. Out. Faster and faster. The intense feeling of penis pleasure grew. "Oh, Grandpa, that feels so good," I moaned. I held his head in my hands and furiously humped his mouth. "I'm going to cum, Grandpa. Swallow my load. Oh, yeah." With a final thrust I drove my cock as deeply into his throat as I could. And then release. The sweet release of my boy cum down my grandfather's throat. I held my crotch against his face as my whole body shook and shivered. I waited until I could feel my cock begin to soften and then stepped back from Grandpa. I giggled seeing his face smiling and laughing upside down. "Wow, Tim. You really took charge and fucked my mouth perfectly," he said, rearranging himself on the bed and indicating I should join him. "Grandpa, that felt so good. I liked when I thrust the last time and I came. That must be what fucking is like." I climbed into the crook of his arm and we held each other for several minutes. I thought about Dad and the bond we developed and how similar it was to the connection I felt with Grandpa. I was so lucky to have both a dad and a grandfather who loved me and made me feel special. "I love you, Grandpa." "I love you too, Tim. You're my special little guy and your dad is my special big guy." "We should send Dad a picture," I suggested. Grandpa grabbed his phone off the nightstand and I snuggled up next to him, nuzzling his chest hair. He took a few pictures of us from the waist up in Dad's bed. My favorite was one where we were making silly faces, so we sent that one to Dad. Grandpa and I laughed so much imagining his reaction. A few minutes later, Grandpa got a text from Dad with an image attached. The picture was of Dad's hand on his erect penis, and the message said, "I can't wait to spend time with my special guys."