Date: Fri, 16 Jul 2021 11:54:20 -0700
From: Joey Martin <jmartin4gramps@gmail.com>
Subject: Grandpa cums to my rescue (1 of ?)

Grandpa Cums to the Rescue

By J Martin



Everything seemed to change so quickly that spring of 6th grade. My
father had left us months ago and Mom was drinking all day most days.
I'd been fending for myself for a while now but I at least had my mom. I
was being sent away to my grandpas since my mother was in hot water with
CPS over criminal charges related to drinking. She felt it was best for
me that I stay with her father until she got her life together.

I am 12 years old and an all around feminine boy. I did have a couple of
friends that I was sad to leave but I wouldn't miss all of the bullying.
I had never visited grandpa in Alabama, so I had no idea what to expect.
I hoped that there would be a place for me to fit in - I enjoyed things
most boys didn't like drama, dance, art and creative writing. I was good
at sports but didn't much enjoy them - my body was feminine and I felt
more comfortable around girls and women. I had a "killer butt" as the
girls in my class would tell me - I have pale white skin and almost no
body hair. My mom said I could pass for a porcelain cherub statue if I
donned a loin cloth, hahahah. My hair was golden blonde and almost
shoulder length, complimented by my cool blue eyes and full pouty red
lips. I'm not sure when I realized it, but I grew to love my body which
I know is rare for a young boy. I'd look into my mirror admiring my pale
pink penis and cute medium pink coin purse ball sack. My butt was my
favorite and certainly my best asset - my butt cheeks were the size of
half soccer balls that protruded sharply out from my lower back, glowing
moist and white, the bottom of my cheeks parted from my butthole down to
my thighs - my hole was always exposed because of this. I would bend over
and look at my hole - bright pink folds made a flower shape and I loved
massaging it because it was so soft.

I loved being nude when I was at home and my mom never seemed to mind.
I'm not sure how that would play at grandpa Jim's house - he was a
bachelor so it might be alright since it'll be our bachelor pad. Grandpa
visited us in Ohio a few times a year and he was always so patient, kind
and affectionate with me - I loved him very much and I was optimistic
about going to stay with him for the summer... maybe longer.

Let me start by describing my grandpa - "Gramps" as I call him, is 78
and a retired salesman (major household appliances) who eventually owned
and operated his own store - "Paws Appliance". The name came about
because everyone called him "Paw" like grandpa because he was kind and
caring and that reminded people of a gentle grandfather. He still owns
the store but has since hired a trustworthy staff to run the business for
him. Gramps still visits the store regularly to visit with customers whom
he shares close friendships with - he's the man everyone loves in the
community and I'm so proud he's my gramps.

He's of average build, about 5'10" and 180 lbs, balding white hair he
comes over from the sides and back. Despite his size and gentle nature,
gramps is incredibly strong from moving and lifting appliances over the
years - his hugs and touch remain tender and soft though. His soft blue
eyes match his joyfully infectious smile - he's quite handsome and was a
knockout in his youth. To me, gramps walked on water and I'm pretty sure
he felt the same about me.

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Gramps met me at the bus station after a boring ride from Ohio - I did
manage to pass the time by daydreaming sexual escapades with my friend
Pat, which was fun. Pat and I had played around together for the past
year - touching each other and eventually sucking penises. He was most
certainly gay like me and we had so much fun together - I was sad to
leave him.

I ran into gramp's arms and hugged and kissed him next to his brand new
1984 black camaro - his senior-life crisis purchase I assumed. "Oh Joey.
I've missed you terribly. It's a dream that you've come to live with
me - I get to see you everyday now! Come come, I have a surprise for you
at home." Gramps greeted me with elation.

It was a short drive to his, our, house which was a gorgeous white
farmhouse on several budding acres - a kids dream with trees, creeks and
even a stone bottom pond. We walked up the steps to the large front
porch, gramps opened the old creaky screen door and we entered our home -
I was home! I was instantly in love with gramps house - it had old world
charm, like a western prairie farmhouse. The rooms were bright and
flooded with natural light - the floors creaked but felt sturdy. "Right
down here is your surprise, Joey... your new bedroom. There's not much in
there yet, but I'll take you shopping so you can buy whatever you'd
like to make it your own."

I loved my new room and hugged and kissed gramps on the lips - he held me
firmly in his strong arms which felt amazing and made my body limp and
submissive. "Thank you gramps! It's so wonderful - the windows are
great, I can see the front yard and all the way over to the pond through
this one." I said, setting my bags next to the dresser. I'd put my
clothes away later, I didn't want gramps seeing the girly panties I
packed for myself - my secret and a gift from Pat whose stole them from
his sister for me.

"What say we have some lunch and then I'll take you into town for some
shopping?" Gramps asked me. "Sure gramps. Sounds good to me. Thank you
so much!" I replied. "No thanks needed. You're my grandson and I am
happy to give you anything you need - I'm going to take excellent care
of you. I love you my sweet boy. You being here is my biggest blessing."
He said... "I love you so much gramps"

While gramps made lunch, I unpacked my bags - saving the panties for
last. There were 4 pair and they were silky pale white and pink - a very
skimpy bikini shape that rode up my butt crack. I loved how the felt
hugging my butt cheeks and penis. I stood there touching them, wishing I
had them on when I heard my gramps behind me "time for lunch kiddo... oh.
Those are nice Joey. They yours? Or a momento from Ohio?" He asked as I
froze into a mortified state of mumbling. "Uhhhh... yes... I mean... I uh...
I didn't steal them... Pat gave me them..." I tended to pour the truth
out of my mouth when I was nervous - I was a terrible liar and always had
been... "sorry. I didn't think you'd see them gramps. They're mine and
I do wear them. Are you mad?" I said in a cowering tone

"No no Joey. You're a wonderful boy and I couldn't be mad at you.
You're safe here with me and you don't have to hide anything from me -
I respect your privacy but just know that I accept you fully. Never feel
ashamed with me - I want to know all of you." He responded, placing his
hands on my shoulders and raising my chin up to meet his loving eyes.
Geez, I've been here 10 minutes and already jumping into the awkward
moments with my perfect gramps - he must think I'm a weirdo. I began to
cry - I think everything that happened over the past year had bottled up
and I burst out into his arms. He consoled me with his warmest embrace as
I cried into him for the next minute. After I calmed down, I wiped my
tears and thanked gramps again.

"Do you want to talk through anything Joey? I'm a great listener and
please know that I will never judge you, only listen to you and offer
guidance and acceptance. Ok kiddo?" Gramps lovingly replied.

"Ok gramps. I would like to talk but maybe not right now. Let's have
some fun first." I said, eager to go into town for some shopping.

We chatted small talk over lunch and into the car. The stores were 20
minutes away and I felt much better after eating and talking with gramps.
He made me feel comfortable and free - I decided to "talk" during our
car ride. I told him about Pat... everything... including the panties... how
I felt guilty about keeping it a secret and for taking the stolen
panties... about how I missed Pat and that I was afraid I'd be picked on
for being girly. And afraid I'd embarrass him since he was so admired
and loved in the community. He listened carefully and, true to his word,
wasn't judgmental or mad and he assured me that everything I am is
natural and nothing to be ashamed of and brought no shame to him. He was
proud of me and delighted that Pat and I cared for each other and
expressed our love. He told me that what he always admired about me was
my loving and affectionate nature and that he hoped I'd never change.

I felt such relief and even more free now that there was no secrets
between us. I felt so close to gramps and happier than I'd ever felt in
my life.

Gramps and I picked out sheets, bedding, posters, pillows, stuffed
animals, a cool bean bag chair and a bunch of new toys. I wasn't
self-conscious in my choices which were pretty girly but not too overtly
so. We loaded the car, strapping some stuff to the roof and tied the
trunk down. "One more store before we head back... clothes." Gramps said
pointing across the Main Street to a department store. Then he whispered
to me "let's get you some of your very own panties and whatever else
you'd like. Ok kiddo?" He said. I beamed a big smile and side hugged
him

I shopped the usual boy stuff first - shorts, jeans, shirts and a bathing
suit. Then I casually slipped over to the girls section and scoped the
panties. There were so many kinds! I managed to zero in on the silky ones
and got a few of each shape - some looked as if they didn't cover
anything, but my curious mind grabbed them anyway. Then, a pair of shorts
caught my eye - they were very short and khaki. I imagined how flattering
they'd look on my supple behind and grabbed them. This set off an
uncontrollable desire within me and I picked out mini skirts, frilly
dresses, crop tops and a small makeup kit. Did I go overboard? I looked
over to gramps for his affirmative to which he smiled brightly and gave
me an enthusiastic thumbs up. People in the store were none the wiser and
probably assumed gramps had a granddaughter as well.

When we got home, I spent the rest of the afternoon setting up my room
and putting my new clothes away. I put all of my girly stuff in the
closet, hung and folded very neatly and stuffed my boy clothes into the
dresser. My room looked amazing! Gramps came into the doorway to let me
know he was starting dinner. I asked if he'd like me to do a fashion
show? Of course he clapped yes!

I put one outfit on after another, only the girly stuff, and pranced into
the kitchen each time to receive the "wow" expression and approval from
gramps. The last outfit, the best, were my khaki shorts and crop top.
They fit high above my waist and covered my belly button almost. The back
rain bowed up around my butt cheeks, exposing the bottom half of them.
You could clearly see the crease where my thigh met my full round globes.
My heavens, I felt sexy in them. I couldn't stop turning in the mirror
to see my rear. I wish Pat were here to see me. I finally walked to show
gramps, and when I turned around to show him my behind, he dropped the
ladle and gasped. "Wow! I mean wow, Joey. Those are the bees knees. You
look fantastic. Wearing that to dinner I hope?" He flirted

I winked and blew a kiss "well since you're practically begging me to,
I suppose I will." I flirted back. He said dinner would be ready in 10
so I went back to my room to play with my new makeup. I'd never done it
before but I always admired my mothers makeup and I knew what looked
good. I didn't overdo it, light pink lips, subtle rosy glow on my cheeks
and a little mascara. With my long hair, I looked pretty good - passable
as a flat chested, pre pubescent girl with a killer behind for sure!

Gramps and I enjoyed our dinner and sat on the porch swing for a while
after - talking about everything under the sun. I went into more detail
about my sex with Pat in hopes that gramps would help she'd some light
on my pubescent naiveté - especially with regards to butt play. Pat and I
had dabbled a bit - he rubbed my butthole and would kiss my butt cheeks
and even hump in my crack which felt great having his penis touch my
hole. Pat and I knew we didn't do much correctly, but it didn't matter
to us because it still felt good and it was so much fun! I was pretty
confident sucking Pats penis however - I had a lot of practice and he let
me know what felt good or not, so after a few times I could give him a
great blowjob. He developed a bit faster than me - he had a few pubes to
my peach fuzz and he even could sperm which was cool, albeit surprising
to us at first. I liked drinking his sperm when he put it in my mouth and
he said it felt like a really intense tickle in his whole body. That made
me happy that I could make him feel so good.

After spouting on and on about Pat, gramps did offer me some enlightening
information about sex. He taught me nomenclature like "cum", "anal",
"rimming", "bottom and top", "submissive" and so on. He and gran
apparently had anal sex regularly and unlike most women of her time,
loved giving blowjobs. Gramps was a very satisfied man when gran was
alive. She's been gone for over 10 years and I don't remember her
much.

I listened intently and asked probing questions as gramps revealed to
world of sex to me - I was specifically curious about anal and how a
penis could get in my butt. I learned about enemas, lubricant, fingering,
toys like dildos and plugs. Too bad Pat wasn't there with me because
I'd surely be trying all of it tonight!!

It had gotten dark and we headed inside, gramps asked if I'd like to
shower and watch tv in his room for a while - emphatically yes to that!

The bathroom was across the house from my room. I cleaned my body very
thoroughly to get off all of the bud grime, yuck. I reluctantly washed
the makeup off as well. I was thinking of all the new info gramps gave me
as I washed my behind and soaped my hole very well - inserting a finger
inside my rectum (fancy anatomy term, he he) and washing around inside.
Then "enema" popped into my head. Gramps described it as a bag with
water and a tube - water squeezed into your butt and rinsed out your
insides. I really wanted to try it and, after checking the bathroom for
one and finding nothing, I figured I could improvise.

There was an empty shampoo bottle in the shower - I rinsed it out, then
filled it with water at the shower head. The opening on the bottle was
small enough to cup my hole. With two hands, I squeezed the bottle
tightly and water rushed into my butt, which felt incredible - almost
like being penetrated. I squeezed and squeezed until the bottle was
crushed and nearly empty. I could feel the fullness within me and stood
upright for several seconds until I felt I the sensation of having to
poop. I squatted over the drain and water flowed from within me. Only a
few tiny pieces came out and the water was slightly tan colored. I
repeated the exercise two more times until the water was clear. I felt so
refreshed and sexy.

I turned the shower off and walked my nude, hairless and smooth body
across the house to air dry in my room. I loved to air dry and since I
felt so at home and free at gramps, I went for it. We passed each other
in the living room and high-fived - gramps was on his way to shower as
well.

I'd always slept naked since a young age but I knew I should at least
wear panties to bed with gramps. I rummaged through my new prized
possessions and found a thong that I was mesmerized by in the store. It
was a cranberry color, silky with lace detail, and barely covered my
penis. I tried every new pair I got but I was most excited for the thong.
I sauntered in the mirror while gramps showered, taking mental snapshots
of how great my behind looked in the thongs.

Once gramps finished showering and dressed, he called for me to come in
his room. When i strolled into his room, his mouth dropped wide open and
his eyes popped! I gave him quite the eye full, twirling around to show
all, what little there was, of my new thongs. Gramps really drank me in,
staring at my rear and barely covered penis - he made me feel so sexy!

Gramps slept in his underwear as well which were loose fitting boxer
shorts - they were the cheap kind that didn't have a button on the pee
hole, that always spread open, and I could see most of his penis. I
didn't get a great look but from what I did see, gramps was packing a
big penis! He looked sexy to me - moderate amounts of gray chest hair, a
barrel chest and not much of a gut, and nicely toned arms.

The only tv in the house was in his bedroom so I knew I'd be spending
lots of time in there, especially at night when I loved watching tv the
most. I got under the covers and cuddled up close to him and we discussed
what to watch. It had gotten late, and since we couldn't decide, gramps
suggested the Tonight Show. We both lost interest in the episode pretty
quickly as began talking again. Of course, I diverted the discussion back
to sex stuff since gramps had given me so much new info to process. I
told him how much I wished Pat were here so I could try everything with
him and that I hoped I could find a friend here that I could be with.

Gramps was so accommodating to me and engaged in whatever talk I wanted -
he was "just happy I was there" he would say to me. Snuggling with
gramps and talking sex was getting me very horny. I loved the feeling of
being in his arms and was starting to look at him differently. He was
becoming quite sexy in my eyes and my thoughts were drifting to
seduction. All I could think about as he talked was "maybe gramps would
try some sex stuff with me... is it out of the question? He seemed to like
my body in my new panties, and even if he says no, I'm sure he wouldn't
be offended by my advances... right?"

I was getting hotter and hotter laying there with him. When there was a
break in the conversation for a few seconds, I went for it and just said
it, "hey gramps? All this new sex stuff is really got me curious and
I'm just dying to try it. I think it's best that I try with someone I
love and trust right?" I boldly asked him.

"Yes Joey. You should only be with someone who cares for you and will be
happy with your limits, someone you fully trust. There are some bad
people in the world and I don't want you getting hurt or worse. You're
a very attractive young man - prey for the wicked." He responded

What he said made a lot of sense and it certainly fit with my idea of
becoming his lover. Our love making would be meaningful and full of love
and care - it seemed perfect - it had to be.

"I understand gramps and I agree with you completely. So... what would
you say... if ... if ... if I told you I wanted you to be my lover? It seems
so right! I love you so much and you love me, we care for each other and
you know me better than anyone... I think you're sexy and you think I'm
cute. Plus, you must be starving for sex - no partner for over 10 years?!
I can be an amazing lover to you gramps. I love you." Well, it was out
there now - no take backs.

Gramps tilted his head and gave me the most tender look as he stroked my
face with his hand. I rubbed his chest and stomach while meeting his eye
line.

"Oh Joey. You flatter me above all. Your gesture is kind but I don't
think you'd want to be lovers with an old timer like me. You're far too
beautiful to waste your sexual desires on me - I'm sure you'll find a
nice boy here eventually. I do love you so much and thank you for making
me feel desired again. You're magical my sweet boy." Gramps responded

I quickly rebutted, "don't be silly! I really am attracted to you and I
already love you so much - I know it will only strengthen our bond. Plus,
the sex will be incredible because of our strong love we already have.
I'm sure that this is what I want. If you would rather not, I respect
that, but don't say no on my account. I'm all in!"

I switched into sensual mode at that point and stroked his chest and
stomach in a sexy manner - even moving my hips in closer to him so he
could feel my hard penis on his leg. I looked into his eyes passionately
and kissed his lips over and over - until he opened his mouth and kissed
back. I couldn't believe it was happening. A rush of adrenaline shot
down through my body and I shivered in ecstasy. I moved in top of him,
straddling his waist and making out with more lust than I'd ever
experienced.

I was dry humping his lower stomach when I felt his hard penis poke into
my behind. His cock had come out through his boxer hole and was touching
my bare ass - it made me wild. We kissed for several minutes and I could
tell he was letting me lead the way this time - our first time. The
thoughts that raced through me - I'm going to lose my virginity! I'm
going to suck off gramps! I'm going to be living with my lover and
having sex all of the time! I was in heaven.

I couldn't wait any longer so I kissed his body all the way down to his
penis. His cock was all the way out of his boxers but I wanted him naked
so I pulled them off. I marveled at his manhood - a good 8" uncut cock
with big low hanging balls - he'd have been the farm's stallion for
sure. His balls tasted clean like soap with a masculine-savory beef after
taste - as I licked and sucked them while grasping his penis with both
hands. I felt so powerful and grown up while worshipping gramps penis - I
was a big gurl now.

Pat is circumcised, so gramps penis was a new experience for me. I rolled
his foreskin down, revealing his tip - it was shiny, soft and dark pink
with a big opening. He had a lot of precum which made his tip slippery -
I licked it all up before putting him into my mouth. I opened as wide as
I could and slid my tongue on the underside of his penis - I know that
under the tip is the most sensitive so I focused my tongue lapping there.
I grasped the base of his penis with one hand and cupped his soft droopy
balls with my other hand. Sucking penis is so magical. I really missed
having penis in my mouth, tasting it, feeling the wonderful texture and
savoring the sperm.

Gramps was really enjoying my services judging from his moaning as I
sucked expertly and passionately for over 15 minutes. I was conflicted
about where to go next - I wanted to drink his cum but I also wanted to
have him cum in my butt. It occurred to me that I was in control and I
could just ask gramps anything. I paused my sucking but continued
stroking him as I asked "gramps? I want to swallowing your cum but I
also want you in my bum. Can we do anal sex tonight too if I finish
sucking you? Will that be ok?" I didn't know how it worked with older
men - could they go multiple times? I imagined that after so many years,
gramps would have a lot pent up.

"Oh yes Joey. I don't have any problems with going multiple rounds,
especially with my beautiful little gurl." He answered.

He called me his gurl! I loved that! Ugh... I couldn't be more turned on
and dove back into sucking lustfully. Another 2 minutes of really sucking
him - slow and steady with lots of saliva and tongue pressure - gramps
was cumming in my mouth. When Pat would cum, it would squirt out like a
rocket and hit my throat over and over. But gramps cum flowed out of his
penis in a steady stream of thick warm sperm onto my tongue - more and
more poured from his penis as he howled quietly and braced the sides of
my head. There was so much cum that it overfilled my cupped tongue
spilling over onto my teeth and eventually coating my cheeks. He gave me
a huge mouthful as I continued milking him with my tongue and tugging
gently with my hand.

I kept his penis in my mouth long after he'd cum - lapping at his tip
and penis hole. I savored every second that I had him in my mouth before
swallowing the mouthful of sweet grandpa nectar. His cum was dense and
flavorful - the thick texture had a meaty flavor with a hint of sweetness
that flowed into me slowly like sap dripping from a tree. I let his penis
get soft in my mouth before removing it and laying up next to him. He
held me on top of him and whispered lovely sentiments into my ear. He
grasped my butt firmly and fondled me as I moaned for more - running his
finger gently over my hole, massaging it firmly and spreading my cheeks
open.

It felt amazing laying on top of him, our bodies smushed together. We
kissed and he groped my ass for a long time until he told me to flip
around and bring my butt to his face - I guess it was the 69 position I
think. My butt opened up into his face and he kissed my cheeks and then
began licking my hole hungrily. He licked and poked his tongue into my
hole and I was weak with pleasure. I laid flat on him and took his balls
into my mouth - I couldn't resist his testicles and scrotum, they looked
so delicious just hanging there so loose and smooth. We both went at each
other, eating furiously - we craved each other and wanted to sexually
devour the other.

I wanted him in my ass so I sucked his semi hard cock back to life -
slobbering, licking and rubbing. Once he was up again, I told gramps I
wanted him to make love to me. I climbed off of him and onto my stomach,
raising my hips up to spread my cheeks open for better access to my hole.
The cool air felt amazing against my saliva drenched bottom but not
nearly as amazing as what came next.

Gramps came between my legs and rubbed his penis all over my anus - it
slid up and down easily over my slippery hole. He leaned over me, putting
his mouth to my ear and told me to relax and push out as if I were
pooping - that would allow his penis to enter me more easily. I exhaled
and released my body - submitting to gramps completely. His cock slid in
slowly over the next few minutes as he patiently pushed his glorious meat
into me. There were brief moments of pain that quickly subsided as I
stretched open more and more. And once he was all the way inside, a wave
of pleasure washed over me as I laid there impaled by my greatest love of
all.

It only got better after he bottomed me out - as he gently pumped back
and forth, his balls smacked into the underside of my balls. He rocked
his hips up and down into me, his chest on my back and his mouth
breathing heavy on my neck and ear. I opened my eyes and caught our
reflection in the standing mirror - I could only see our mid sections, my
ass perked up into his pelvis and gramps gyrating his hips into me. I
watched him expertly make love to my ass and began calling out "I love
you gramps. Make love to me, I want you in me always. I love you, I love
your penis, I need it, please don't stop. I'm your good gurl and I
always will be. I love you I love you!!!"

The pleasure I felt was almost too much to bare - I felt weightless and
lightheaded. He gave me longer strokes now that I was opened up and his
deep thrusts sent jolts to my penis and testicles. With almost no build
up, I burst out an orgasm more intense than I'd ever experienced. Cum
shot from my penis - my first wet orgasm - it wasn't a lot of cum but
the sensation was exhilarating. I went completely limp and felt so sexy
and vulnerable being stuffed with gramps cock. He fucked me with passion
and love, making sure not to hurt me or over do it. His cock stayed rock
hard as he pumped and pumped into me for over 30 minutes. I never wanted
him to stop.

His penis stayed inside me as he rolled us onto our sides into the
spooning position, where he continued pumping into me. He pet my hairless
penis and fondled my smooth balls while sucking and licking my ear. I had
chills and came again into his hand. He pulled his cock out to the tip
and wiped my cum on his cock for lubrication and continued making love to
my little gurl bum. He whispered that he was going to cum and drained
another load in me, this time it was deep into my ass.  Gramps held his
cock as deep into me as it could go as he deposited his love juice. I
could feel the little squirts of cum hitting the walls inside of me. He
held me tightly as his orgasm subsided and relaxed into me. I asked him
to stay inside me as I pushed my hips back into him to get his cock
deeper inside me.

We both fell asleep... gramps still inside me and we remained like that
until the late morning when we awoke. My whole life has changed in just
one day and I couldn't have been happier. My new magical life had begun
and I couldn't wait to see what came next.

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Chapter 2 and many more of Grandpa cums to rescue are on the way!

Please email me your thoughts - I love hearing from you all!

If you're of grandpa age and you live in NY or CT, I'm looking for my
grandpa to love and bottom for. I have quite the imagination and love
roleplay. Be my gramps won't you?!

Joey