Date: Wed, 8 Feb 2012 09:15:07 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Grandad, grandson. Part Three.

  Part Three

  But time passed and we were only a day or two away from him having to
return to England for school. After a lovely session of fucking and sucking
each other, he lay in my arms and cried.

  `Grandad. I don't want to go home,' he said, tears rolling down his face
with it dropping down onto my chest as we lay in each other's arms. `I love
you and want to stay with you.'

  I had tears now rolling down my cheeks now for I had loved his company as
well as the incestuous sex we had together and didn't want him to go
either. But, he had to go back. There was no two ways about it, and it was
because of this I was crying too, for I would just loved to have had him
stay with me. Not just for the sex, though that was a big factor in my
wanting him to stay, but his mother would want him back home and then there
was his schooling.

  So with those two days left, he managed to fuck me sixteen times, eight a
day where I was only able to manage it once a day in the fucking of him. It
was heartbreaking on that last night with him up my backside fucking me and
having his tears fall onto my back as he came inside me, bare back for me
to feel and derive the pleasure of him coming inside me. He even got to
fuck twice during the morning of the day he was due to go. We cuddled
together after our last coupling, stroking his lovely golden brown body
from the sun tan he had acquired while being with me. He couldn't stop the
tears that poured out from his eyes asking if he could come out again
during the next summer holidays. I told him he was welcome whenever he
wanted to come. A pun that he didn't pick up on such was his state of
anguish.

  He was slow in packing his suitcase which was still in the upstairs
bedroom where he had only slept the one night out of the five weeks he was
with me. He even cried when he knelt down and kissed Tom before moving out
for me to lock up the house before getting in the car to take him to the
airport. It was a quiet ride except for his constant sniffling and loathed
the fact that he was going home but glad in a sense when we finally got
there.

  I parked in the usual car park and carried his suitcase into the terminal
and stayed in the slow moving queue to book in and give up his suitcase and
collect his boarding pass. It was only a short way from the desk there to
passport control for him to pass through and it was just before here that
several people were saying their goodbyes. I took Toby into my arms and
gave him a long hug and got one back and he looked at me with his red eyes
from his crying and I gave him an envelope.

  `Give this to your mother,' I said to him as I passed it over. `There's
four hundred pounds in there for you both the get tickets to come out here
for Christmas.' That started the tears to flow again as he hugged me again
before putting the envelope into his pocket.

  `Thanks grandad. Thanks for having me,' and started to give out a shaky
laugh as he realised the double entendre.

  `And you for having me,' I said softly as I laughed with him. `Tell your
mother that I will be looking forward to seeing you both at Christmas.'

  `I'll tell her that I've had a lovely time here,' he said.

  `Not everything!' I exclaimed, and he gave out a little laugh. `Christ!
She'd kill the both of us with what we've done together.'

  `I won't, but I will cherish what we did do,' he replied.

  We kissed in the Spanish fashion with a pressing of our cheeks together
on both sides of our faces as he quickly then turned with more tears in his
eyes and went through passport control, stopping to look back and give me a
wave before he disappeared from sight. I sniffed back some tears and turned
to bump into an elderly woman who was in the same state as me.

  `It's hard to say goodbye, isn't it?' she said, wiping her eyes with a
handkerchief.

  `Yes, but he'll be back for Christmas,' I said before leaving her and
going back to the car. It seemed a long ride back but it was nice to get
home and be greeted by the tail wagging dog, Tom. It was only when I was
inside did I realise at how lonely I was and that I was going to miss him
awfully. Especially in bed at night where we fucked. I even poured myself a
large brandy and took it into the bedroom where I laid on the bed and found
the smell of him still on the sheets and I cried again before drinking my
brandy.

                                                      *

  What a terrible and lonely three and a half months that was. I was tired
and listless the whole time and even Tom couldn't draw me out of my
despondency.

  Julie had phoned the day after Toby had left, thanking me for looking
after him over the holiday period. If it wasn't for me having him (which
made me smile), she wouldn't have been able to have such a successful trip
to the States. She also thanked me for the airfares to be able to visit at
Christmas and they would both be looking forward to it.

  I got a letter from him the following week, posted from his school,
thanking me again for such a wonderful and educational holiday and couldn't
wait for Christmas to be back out with me.

  As I've already said, it was a lonely period, but I bucked up when it
became just a week before Christmas, having had a phone call from Julie
saying that she and Toby would be arriving on Thursday the twenty first and
could stay over for two weeks until the fourth of January to see in the New
Year with me.

  I already had bought some presents which looked good under the Christmas
tree I had set up in the lounge. I also decorated the room too with
decorations and had ordered a small turkey which I would collect on the
last day of the butcher's being open before the festival season began. I
spent the whole of the Wednesday in cleaning the house from top to bottom
and it was spick and span by the time I had finished.

  I was out of the house early the next day to get to the airport in lots
of time, not rushing but driving carefully though I had to hang around
until their plane landed. I was almost hopping about as the passengers came
out from where they collected their suitcases and my heart leapt when they
came through the sliding doors. My daughter Julie was pushing the baggage
trolley and Toby, my grandson simply flew across the space between us and
flung his arms round me and we had a Gaelic kiss on the cheeks. His eyes
were shining as we hugged each other.

  `Merry Christmas grandad,' he said, his eyes twinkling as he smiled at me
before releasing me to be able to hug Julie in the same fashion and with
the kiss too. It didn't take long to pay the parking fee and get their bags
into the car and leave to go to my home.

  `It's nice to be back out here from the cold weather of England,' Julie
said. `It's been, what, four years now?' I agreed and she told me how
things were back there as we drove on and she didn't stop talking until we
arrived home. Toby hadn't said a word on the journey but I caught his
smiles in the rear view mirror as his mother talked.

  `It could do with a lick of paint,' she said as she surveyed the house.

  `I know, but I'm getting too old to go climbing ladders now,' I replied.

  `Nonsense!' she retorted. `You look just as fit as ever, well except for
that paunch you've got. I swear it's bigger than when I last saw you,' she
added with a smile. We went into the house where she and us were greeted by
Tom, her taking time to give the dog a hug and ruffle the hair on his
head. `Right,' she began, straightening up. `I'll be having the upstairs
double bed and Toby can have the single down here.'

  `Er, that's where we have a problem,' I said. `Since you were last here,
I, er, turned the downstairs bedroom into my office. Come and look,' taking
her hand and showing her what once was a bedroom.

  `Oh,' looking at the two desks and four bookcases as well as a
t.v. mounted on the wall. `Where's Toby going to sleep?'

  `I don't mind bunking with grandad mum,' Toby piped up, having come into
the office with us. `That is if grandad don't mind. He's got a double bed
in there.'

  `I don't mind,' I said to her, `as long as he behaves himself.' I saw
Toby nodding his head and grinning like a Cheshire cat behind his mother's
back.

  `Well if you don't mind having the tyke in there with you,' she said,
which was okay with both Toby and myself and I felt my cock give itself a
stir at the thought of what we would be doing in my bed again.

  We went back into the lounge where she complimented me of the Christmas
tree and the room's decorations as those of the tree before taking her
suitcase upstairs. With doing this Toby came over and hugged me.

  `It's so good to be back with you grandad. And, to be sleeping with you
too,' he gushed as he pulled my head down and kissed me.

  `Be careful Toby,' I whispered. `Only in bed can we really speak our
minds.'

  `Don't worry. I'll keep mum,' and he started to laugh at what he had
said. In English slang, to `keep mum', is not to speak or tell tales about
anything.

  It wasn't long before his mum, my daughter Julie, came downstairs and
moved off into the kitchen. `Can I do dinner early?' she called out, `for
we haven't eaten since our breakfast early this morning.'

  `By all means,' I said going into the kitchen and pouring myself out a
drink. `Toby! Help your mother.'

  One thing about Julie was that she was a damn good cook, and it wasn't
long before that lovely smell of a casserole was wafting around the lounge
as I put the tree lights on and lit the fire. So by the time we had eaten,
we had a nice log fire going as we sat in the lounge and she told me all
about her trip to the States. Another thing about her was that she could
really talk, and it must have been ten o'clock before Toby yawned.

  `I think I'll go to bed, I'm tired.'

  `You do that darling,' Julie said.

  `Er, grandad. What side of the bed do you sleep on?' he asked. Now that
was for the benefit of his mother for he knew damn well which side I slept
on.

  `I usually sleep in the middle, but as you're sharing it with me, I'll be
on the window side if you don't mind,' I replied with a smile that his
mother couldn't see.

  `Okay,' and he went over to his mother and gave her a kiss and then gave
me a kiss on the cheek. `Goodnight then,' he said as he left the lounge. We
chorused our goodnights and it wasn't long before I said that I was turning
in too as I needed more sleep now than I used to. So on giving Julie a
kiss, she went upstairs to where she was going to sleep and I went into my
bedroom to see that Toby was still wide awake and waiting for me.

  I could feel his eyes watching me as I got undressed until I was naked
and he saw that I had half of an erection as I got into bed alongside him,
pulling the duvet cover right up. It was not like summer when we just had a
sheet to cover us and with it now being our winter, it being a duvet which
was enough as it wasn't as cold as England. Besides, the fireplace of the
lounge backed on to the bedroom and you could feel the heat on the wall if
you touched it, so a duvet was enough as the room was quite warm.

  As soon as I laid myself on my back, Toby rolled over top to kiss me, his
erection quite apparent as I could feel it hard up between our
stomachs. Just with him getting on top of me roused me up to a full
erection that he could feel as I could feel his.

  `I love you grandad and I want to thank you for letting us come for
Christmas,' and stifled his giggles with what he had said. `I want to
come. Come inside you and have you come inside me,' he said, his voice
whispering these words. `I've been counting the days, weeks and months,
even at school, waiting for this day to be back in bed with you.'

  `I've been counting the days too Toby. I missed you being here,' I said,
pulling his head to mine for us to kiss. `I've missed you being in this bed
with me, feeling your hard cock that is just begging to be used inside
me. Fuck me Toby. Fuck my brains out.'

  `Oh grandad! That's just what I want to do and hope that you will stay
big enough to fuck me too,' he panted. In the pale light that came into the
room, I could see his eyes shining as he looked down at me, licking his
lips. `Can I fuck you first so that you will be even harder when you fuck
me?'

  `Of course Toby,' I said, rolling him off of me so that I could get up
onto my knees, the duvet cover being pushed down to the lower end of the
bed.

  `Are the condoms still in the drawer?' he asked getting up onto his
knees.

  `Bugger the condom! Just fuck me you randy little sod,' I panted from the
pillow where my face was. `Let me feel you come inside me.'

  `What about the cream?' he asked getting between my open legs.

  `Fuck the cream, just bugger me,' I almost cried out loud, and had him
once again put a hand to my hip and couldn't help but flinch as I felt the
head of his cock touch my ring piece. I nearly cried out at feeling the
head of his cock expand my puckered asshole, giving me quite a bit of pain
as it was pushed into me, but that soon went as I felt his hard cock head
fully enter me and had the pleasure of feeling the rest of his shaft slide
in till I had his thighs up against the cheeks of my bum. His cock was
throbbing away inside me as my muscle kept flexing itself round that hard
and solid flesh that was making me drool.

  `Aaah,' he sighed when he was in as far as he was going to get. `I've
missed this grandad. It's like coming home all over again.' I knew exactly
how he felt for I now had his throbbing and pulsating cock back where I
liked it, tight up inside my ass. Feeling the heat and his heart beat
pounding away to the side of my canal that would soon be coated with his
sperm. I was in heaven again and loved it when he began to move himself
backwards and forwards, soothing the itch that I'd had there all day
waiting for this moments of having him inside once again.

  What bliss to have his hands firmly holding onto my hips as his cock slid
back and forth, but it was a short lived pleasure as he was soon holding me
tight and beginning to pull me back onto him as he started to really ram
himself up against my bum. I couldn't help but grunt at every forward
thrust and heard him now panting as he tried to give me more of his cock
that he couldn't get inside me until I felt his thighs go rigid against my
bum and his cock head enlarge itself as his first emission splattered
itself up round the wall that were tight round the whole length of his
cock.

  It took a lot out of him, pun unintended, for he leaned heavily over my
rear, panting away and in spite of the slight chill in the air, he was
sweating, having drops land on my back as he strived to get air into his
lungs. I myself felt my body quivering at the pleasure I had received in
having him back inside and giving me that glorious pleasure again of
feeling his sperm fill my backside.

  I had to bury my face into the pillow to muffle my cry as I felt him
pulling out of me. That solid bar of flesh leaving the hot harbour that he
had moored in to unload his cargo. Now that's a nice analogy even if I say
so myself. He even had to have a tug to pull him out of that haven bringing
to mind about any port in a storm. But he'd dropped his anchor in a welcome
port and we were sorry when it was time for him to leave.

  My sphincter muscle tried its hardest to keep him there but the tug was
stronger and I felt bereft of that hard craft that had ploughed its way in
and now it was gone and I nearly cried at the loss it had been that
traumatic a sensation that he had given me. Now I would be able to
reciprocate in the same fashion as I moved over on the bed as he got off
and went and washed himself at the basin in the bathroom.

  He nearly crushed me when he bounced back onto the bed and on top of me,
knocking the wind out of me as he kissed me.

  `Oh grandad,' he breathed into my ear. `You don't know how much I needed
that release.'

  `I do Toby, I do,' I panted from lack of the breath he had knocked out of
me. `I felt it too and it was wonderful. Even better than when you were
here before.' His hand moved down to find I still had an erection and he
gave it a rub.

  `Now your turn to give me the same,' he said as he let go of me and
assumed the position that I preferred, up on his knees with his legs far
apart for me to get in between them. `Fuck me hard grandad. Show me what
I've been missing these past months.' I was quick to get up behind him and
stroke the cheeks of his bum which I was sure was still as brown as when he
had left. The two halves of that peach of a bum were open and the head of
my cock unerring found the portal of his hidden cave to which I placed the
head of my cock, feeling him flinch at this first touch for four months.

  Holding his hips in a firm grasp, I leaned forward and felt the head of
my cock being compressed as it slowly moved into his entrance and heard a
muffled cry as I widened it enough for the head to slip to a gasp from him
and the rest of my cock slid in quite nicely, feeling the tightness and
heat of his internal temperature completely surrounding my erection.

  It was lovely having my cock buried back inside him up to the hilt,
having his muscle flexing round the intrusion that was occupying the vacant
space of his back passage. Also it was grand to move myself back and forth
again and really loved this grandson of mine and what we now had between us
which was more than love itself.

  I managed to ream him for around six to eight minutes before I felt
myself approaching ejaculation time, though not expecting any seed to erupt
from the eye of my cock, but the sensation was there and so it was just a
matter of carrying on as though I would fill him with semen. I held his
hips tight as I kept ramming myself into him as though I was filling him,
hearing muffled cries from him as I did so until I came to a panting stop,
feeling him still squeezing me with his muscle as I continued throbbing
away inside him.

  I felt so drained as if I actually had come inside him but I think that
it was more of mind over matter at having this feeling of having
accomplished this feat for a man of nearly seventy. Toby gave out a small
cry as I pulled out leaving him with a puckering asshole and the loss of a
throbbing organ as I got off the bed and wobbled my way into the bathroom
to wash myself.

  I was quite pleased with myself at having kept my cock erect for that
duration of time and ream his backside, giving him pleasure as well as
myself. His arms were open for me to fall into as I got back into bed,
pulling the duvet back up to cover us as we kissed and stroked each other's
body.

  `That was simply lovely grandad. I'm glad you were able to keep it up,'
he said between kisses. `You don't know how much I missed not sleeping with
you. It took me weeks to resign myself to sleeping alone and only jerking
myself off, trying to imagine that it was your hand doing it for me.'

  With him now lying half on top of me, I could feel that his cock had
subsided somewhat and knew that mine was completely flaccid, but it didn't
stop him from wriggling around in the bed and under the duvet to go down
and take the whole of my prick into his mouth to suck and play with it with
his tongue. He even went further and took my balls in to suck and move
around in his mouth. With him being upside down to me, his feet sticking
out of the top of the bed cover, I managed to pull some more of the cover
up before going underneath and taken all of his semi hard cock into my
mouth to do the same to him as was being done to me.

  I loved the smell of him as my nose moved through his pubic hairs as I
worked on him with my tongue and teeth, feeling it slowly get bigger under
my ministrations on him. It was only when it was at its full length did I
use my hand to try and measure just how big he had grown in that
department. I knew that with my thumb and forefinger outstretched, they
reached seven and a half inches, so I reckoned that his cock was now just
over six inches in length telling me that he'd increased it just over an
inch in those few months away. I was sure that by the time his was at full
maturity he would be at least seven inches long, if not more when fully
aroused. My thumb and little finger could still touch, so he had a bit more
to go with its width at the base which could be around a good two inches
thick.

  With him now at its hardest, I sucked and teased the erogenous G string
as my hand firmer moved the soft skin up and down the solid flesh beneath
and brought him up to an orgasm and have his sperm shoot out of the eye to
hit the roof of my mouth and then have the rest add to what I held there
until he'd given up all that his balls had generated over the last half
hour. Round the mouth, teeth and gums, look out stomach here it comes. An
old mantra in the taking and swallowing of another man's come. I've said
man for that was what he nearly was now with him being fifteen years of age
now, having had his birthday during the time we were apart.

  So to my mind, he was a man that was capable of fucking me and able to be
fucked and knew that he was going to be a good lover before he was much
older and good luck to either the man or woman he finished up with. But he
was with me now and that counted for a lot in having him fuck me though he
got less of me doing the same to him.

  With him having already come in my mouth, gave up in expecting any from
me and so came back up the bed to be cuddled and kissed. It was there that
nature then took over and soon sent us both to sleep, but couldn't stop us
from dreaming whilst doing so.

                                                           *

  `I've just had a lovely dream,' he said sleepily as he woke up with us
still in the same position as when we had dropped off to sleep. His head
was on my shoulder so that even as he spoke in a low voice, I could hear
quite clearly what he was saying. `I'd just finished my schooling and you
were there, but we didn't stay, for we were soon on a plane and we came
here. Here was now home for me and we kissed and made love on this bed and
that's where we stayed. It was lovely,' he crooned. `Lying as we are now
with us kissing each other before we had sex again. Make that dream come
true grandad,' he said, his eyes wide open with him now being fully awake.

  `It was a dream Toby. Nobody can see into the future,' I said, kissing
his forehead not knowing how close he was in talking about his dream.

  `But I can still fuck you, can't I?' he asked, looking up at me with a
smile on his face and a pleading look in his eye.

  `Of course you can Toby,' I said giving him a squeeze. `I won't deny you
the pleasure that we both would have by saying no now would I?'

  `I love you grandad,' he said with his eyes saying the same thing, `as I
think that you love me.'

  `That I do Toby. More than all the money in the Bank of England.' For
that I got another hug and a kiss as he moved in the bed and sat up and
waited for me to get up onto my knees.

  He was soon behind and inside me, giving than undreamed of pleasure of
having his big cock once again reaming my inside back passage giving us
both the joy of it being there and the resulting pleasure of him coming
inside me and myself from receiving it.

  After another successful coupling, we had our shower, both in it together
where we washed each other, before getting dried and dressed before Julie
came downstairs to cook breakfast. After which, we had to go shopping as
there was quite a selection of food that she wanted to buy, a lot that I
never dreamed of getting for myself as I didn't really eat or cook a lot
when I was living alone.

  After lunch and dinner, we sat in front of a lovely log fire and watched
a DVD she had brought out but was glad when it was over and pleaded
tiredness and went to bed. I read for a little while before putting the
light out and it wasn't long before Julie went up to her bed and I had Toby
quickly into mine.

  `I thought she was never going to bed,' Toby said as he brought his naked
body up to mine, his hand going down to begin playing with my cock. It
wasn't long before he had it up and hard and went down and sucked on me. I
actually was able to come in his lovely hot mouth and when he'd finished,
he came up from under the duvet and kissed me.

  `You have a better cock to suck than that of George,' he said.

  `George? Who's George?' I asked.

  `A boy at my school,' he replied.

  `You did it with another boy?'

  `Yes. He would only let me fuck him if I sucked on his cock first,' he
said. I was almost lost for words with him coming out with this revelation.

  `I...you...you went and sucked and fucked another boy?' repeating his
words.

  `Yes, but you've got a bigger and better cock than him. You taste much
better too, and I found that I prefer using my cock with you grandad,' he
said with a smile as he hugged me.

  Had I turned my grandson into a Homosexual with my having had sex with
him? I prayed that I hadn't for I wanted him to get married to later give
me a great grandson, if I should live that long. But it was too late now
and told him that if he was going to have sex with another male, to be
selective as to whom he would be having it with, thinking of Aids, and
telling him to always use a condom when having anal sex. That applied to
his partner at the time too.

  `Do I have to use a condom all the time with you?' he asked.

  `No, for I've not had anybody else stick his prick up my backside, only
you, which, feeling what you've got pressing against my thigh, would like
it anytime now,' I said.

  `So no condom then?'

  `No. I like to feel you come inside me. Only wear a condom with me if you
want me to suck on you afterwards,' I told him.

  `Okay, no condom this time and you can suck on me after I've washed
myself,' he said as he moved away from me so that I could raise myself up
onto my knees. We was quickly behind me and gave out a little groan as I
felt the head of cock start to widen the entrance to my backside. It was a
bit painful as the head was being pushed in but that soon went as I had his
cock slide into me, filling me with joy at the pleasure I was about to
receive and I wasn't disappointed. He was a lovely fucker, smoothing out my
canal with his hard throbbing cock as it slipped back and forth inside me,
his hands firmly on my hips as he fucked me.

  I just can't help repeating myself to say how much I loved my grandson,
no more than when he was behind me and in between my open legs slowly
moving his lovely cock in and out of my backside. I drooled every time he
was inside me, smoothing out any kinks that had formed since the last time
he had fucked me. The icing on the cake or really that should be the cream
was when he held my hips in a firm grasp and really began to pound the
cheeks of my bum with his thighs as his cock head expanded and I had his
coming splash into my ass. How I loved to feel that spurting semen coat my
canal and help for a smoother ride that I was getting. The extra bonus of
this was afterwards when I was lying on my back, to feel his seed slowly
oozing its way out from my ass to slowly slide down the cheeks of my bum or
when I was standing up and have it trickling down my inner thighs. It made
me quiver at recalling the thrill of when he had put it there as he was
now, giving me his life giving sperm that was doomed at where it had
entered.

  `As lovely as ever grandad,' he panted when he came to a full stop,
leaning over my back, his cock still throbbing away inside me. I was
flexing my muscle there to try and squeeze more sperm out of him to feel
more come inside me.

  `You can say that again,' I grunted.

  `As lovely as ever grandad,' and gave out a girlish giggle at taking me
at my word, and gave out a groan as he straightened himself upright and
knew that he was about to pull that pleasure giving cock out of my ass and
pull out he did to my muted cry at feeling it slowly slide out and have the
cold air waft round my puckering ring.

  `The only part I don't like with you having sex with me,' I
groaned. `That being when you pull out.' I eased myself down onto my side
as he got off the bed to go and wash himself. It was only a few minutes
before he came back and looked at his still half hard cock moving from side
to side as he walked and then bounce up and down as he got onto the bed and
laid down on his side to face me.

  `You're a fine figure of a man now even if you are only fifteen,' I said,
pulling him into an embrace. `A bit more flesh on your bones and you'll
have many a woman chasing after you.'

  `No men?' he giggled.

  `Them too maybe, but don't become a slut by taking just anybody,' I said,
hugging him before pushing him over onto his back and moving down the bed
and taking his half hard cock into my mouth. With it in that condition, I
was able to take it all in and have my nose buried into his pubic hairs.

  After a minute or so of sucking on his rubber like cock, let it go only
to move it up for me to suck on his balls, which evinced a groan from him
as I moved them round in my mouth.

  `Gracias,' he said to me after I had let him go and was back up alongside
him.

  `What's this? Speaking Spanish?' I said.

  `I've started taking Spanish lessons grandad,' he replied.

  `Well keep it up,' I said. `Your cock too, for I just love it. Especially
when it's up inside me, fucking me and coming and coating my canal with
your semen.'

  `And I love pushing it inside you grandad. You are so hot inside and
tight? You're tighter there than Scrooge!'

  `Oh I love you Toby!' I said, my voice being muffled because I had my
mouth up against the side of his neck which I kissed. `I love you for being
my grandson and the fun we have together.'

  `I do love you too grandad,' he said, pulling my head up and kissing me
and could feel his tears dropping down onto my chin and chest. `I love
being with you and inside you and more so when you are inside me.' This
brought tears to my eyes and we cried together in our firm embrace as we
kissed each other. I finally broke this off and moved down the bed a little
was and began to kiss and suck his chest nipples, raising them up to hard
little nuts before I kissed my way down to suck once again on his cock and
raise it up to a fucking mode and had him have me again that night. Loving
to have him back inside me and coating my canal with his seed.

  I think that his fucking of me took all of his strength, for when he came
out of the bathroom he all but fell over as he came into my bed and was
soon fast asleep. He lay inside my left arm as I slowly stroked his smooth
body, wishing I was back at the same age as he was now and having what he
had been having and doing with me now. Still stroking him, I too then fell
asleep.

                                                       *

  I'm glad we weren't having sex the next morning, for his mother brought
in two cups of coffee for us, waking us up at the same time. I think that
because I was lying on my side facing the window and it was Toby that was
lying on his side close up tight to my back that she didn't pass any
comment of us being it that position. She might have said something if she
could have seen beneath the duvet, for I had his morning erection up
between my thighs.

  The wickedness in me came to the fore then, for as she spoke of what she
wanted to do this day, I had squeezed my legs close together, trapping his
cock where it was and teased the exposed head of his cock with my fingers
as she was speaking. I felt him try to pull himself out but my other hand
had moved slightly to hold him there until I felt him come over the sheets
and my legs.

  Now that gave me an extra thrill of making him come while his mother was
talking to me even though it made a mess of me and the bed sheets, it even
gave me a good hard on and it was only after she had left the bedroom that
Toby went down under the duvet and sucked on me making me actually being
able to produce enough sperm for him to take into his mouth and swallow.

  It was a lovely release for me and being so sticky now between my legs,
quickly got out of bed and had my shower before drinking my nearly cold cup
of coffee as he smiled up at me.

  `What a way to wake up grandad, and with mum in the room too,' and began
to laugh. It was infectious and had to laugh too before pulling him out of
bed and pushing him through to the bathroom.

  With this now being the day before Christmas Eve, after breakfast we went
and did some more shopping. We picked up the turkey and other odds and sods
and it was in one store that Toby asked for what he wanted.

  `Pueda tengo un kilo de fresas,' he asked of the girl serving behind the
counter.

  `What's that you said Toby?' I asked, amazed because he had spoken quite
fast in Spanish.

  `A kilo of strawberries grandad. I know that you've got a bottle of
champagne in the fridge and I read somewhere that strawberries taste better
when dipped in champagne. I thought that you and mum would like them,' he
said with a smile on his face. Cheeky little sod! He'd read that in one of
my books but was pleased nonetheless with him being able to ask for it in
Spanish which was something that I couldn't do even though I'd been in
Spain for quite some years now.

  `He's getting rather good in his Spanish,' said his mother to which I had
to agree. That was basically all of note that day except for letting him
order our plates of tapas at the café we stopped off at for this lunch. Oh,
he did get to fuck me again that night in bed.

  Julie was up early next morning to start preparing everything for our
Christmas day lunch, and spent the afternoon playing cards games in front
of the fire. After dinner and in bed was when I was aroused enough by Toby
playing with my dick and balls that I was up hard enough to fuck him.

  It was grand to once again in this aroused state to be able to be between
his legs and have him give out a muted cry as I widened the entrance to his
backside and have myself enter into the body heat and tight ass, to feel
his muscle flexing itself round my cock as I slid myself back and forth in
my fucking of him. It was bare back again as I had run out of condoms and
it wasn't something that we could buy with his mother being with us.

  It was absolute bliss to feel as though I'd had an orgasm even though
none, or very little of my seed was ejected from the eye of my cock, it was
still the same sensation body wise as if you just unloaded a whole tank
full. I would still be holding his hips in a firm grip as I pulled him back
onto me as I jerked away, feeling my cock throb with every non shot into
his ass. His muscle flexed itself round the shaft at every inward thrust,
the head of my cock still doing its expansion and so it would appear to him
that I was wearing a condom by not feeling my coming spray his canal.

  I almost collapsed on his back as I finished it was so energy sapping in
the fucking of his ass, panting and breathing heavily, having sweat running
down my chest. This I smeared on his back as I kissed the back of his neck,
running my finger nails down the sides of his body making him shiver. The
trouble with getting old was that my cock was now quick to deflate after
having had an orgasm and so what with the paunch I had leaning over his
rear end, I felt my cock start to slide back out of Toby. He gave out a
little cry and felt him flexing his muscle like mad to try and hold me
inside him, but to no avail and it came out and so I straightened up and
eased my body away from his.

  My legs felt quite wobbly as I staggered off to the bathroom where I
stuck my wilted cock over the edge of the basin and washed it. It was
easier to keep it clean with me having been circumcised, not having any
foreskin to pull back in the washing and I was soon back on the bed where
Toby was up hard and waiting to get his end away by fucking me.

  How I now loved having a pair of hands hold my hips and feel that first
touch of an erect cock's head nestling itself at the portal of my being and
then feel it start to stretch my ring piece, giving me a little pain as I
was widened enough to have the head slip in. To have it throb away inside
me as my muscle would automatically flex itself round this burning cock
before having it slowly move in and fill me with pleasure as the whole
shaft entered me to scratch the itch that I was now feeling with having to
wait for the soothing internal massage I was going to get.

  How nice it was to have his thighs tight up to the cheeks of my bum with
him throbbing inside me and hear the little groan of delight he gave with
having his erection fully inside me, to then have him start to slowly move
back drawing his cock back along the canal till the head reached the
entrance before ploughing its way back inside. If only this could last
longer, which it usually could be when it was being done for the second or
third time, but with it being his first load of the day that was waiting to
be released, he was soon ramming himself into me as hard as he could, his
thighs hitting my bum and his balls smacking the lower parts. How I was now
loving this!

  But then to feel his body stiffening and only having his hips jerk up
against me, to feel the head increase in size, only a little, but enough to
be felt as my muscle flexed itself round his cock as I felt the seed coming
up the tube and suddenly erupt into my ass, coating the walls of the
channel. That's the most pleasurable part of being fucked, feeling him
spurt out his sperm inside you. It still made me drool at feeling this and
loving the little groans he gave at each emission, them getting lesser in
force as he emptied his balls.

  But there again, I also loved having his cock in my mouth and having his
come inside that too for I would then get the taste as well and have the
thrill of feeling it slide down my throat when I swallowed it. I would
almost slobber over the head of his cock as I would squeeze out any that
was left inside it to finally lick the head clean.

  I loved both and couldn't get enough and he was young and strong and so
he pleased me immensely whether he was up my ass or in my mouth, I loved
this boy beyond all measure and exhausted him that night and he slept
afterwards as if he had died for he never moved for the rest of the night.

                                                       *