Date: Sun, 7 Jan 2024 00:47:45 +0000 (UTC)
From: Wes Thompson <milkingmachine3@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hurrah For Grandpa's Mouth

Hurrah For Grandpa's Mouth

	Andy went through his high school's exit doors with relief.  Sooooo
boring.

	He left the stream of students as soon as he could and went and
leaned back against the front wall away from the others.  He pulled out his
phone, went to Contacts, found what he wanted, punched the phone icon.

	It rang once, twice, then there was a click of the line opening.
He heard the relaxed, easy-going voice of his grandfather say,

	"Well, hello, Andrew.  How are you today?"

	Andy had to smile...only his mother and his grandfather called him
Andrew.  He glanced to the sides to be sure no one was close and said,

	"Hiya, Grandpa.  Could you suck me off today?  I mean if you
haven't got something else going or about to leave..."  There was the
briefest of pauses and then he heard,

	"Sure, Andrew.  I'd like that very much.  When did you have in
mind?"

	"Well...now, actually.  I mean I just got out and I could be over
in ten minutes..."

	"That'll be fine, grandson.  See you in a bit."  The line went dead
as the senior hung up.

	Andy pulled open the screen door of his grandfather's two-story
house, then turned the knob of the inner door and walked in.  No one in the
front room so he set down his backpack, closed the door and called out,
"I'm here, Grandpa!"

	He walked towards the kitchen to get a drink and heard from
upstairs,

	"Glad the aliens didn't abduct you, my boy.  Come up when you're
ready."

	A minute later he walked into the big over-the-garage room, which
sometimes doubled as a guest room.  It had a sofa, a recliner, a stereo and
a big tv, a modest dresser and a standard size bed.

	He couldn't help catching his breath....there was a rapid-fire
cum-into-mouth compilation video of some sort playing on the tv.  He felt a
slight pounding in his cock.

	Andy's grandfather brought the recliner he was in to the vertical
with a clump, stood and walked to Andy, smiling.  He was 70-ish, Andy
wasn't sure just how old, salt-and-pepper hair, clean shaven, reasonably
fit though gone soft aound his middle.  He was dressed in his casual
homewear; cotton sweat pants, socks, a tshirt with some kind of military
jet on it.  His first name was Hiram, which he hated, preferring to go by
his nickname, Royal.  Andy had asked him about that but never got an answer
besides, "Maybe some day I'll tell you".

	Royal gave a brief, chest-squishing embrace to his grandson,
followed by the usual affectionate back-thwack that always almost knocked
Andy off balance.  He stepped back, looked at Andy and said,

	"You look good, boy.  How do you want it today?  Anything new?"

	Andy grinned big time, stepped out of his Skechers, and stretched
his arms overhead luxuriously.

	"Nah...let's go like usual."  He closed his eyes, still enjoying
his stretch.

	There was a soft sound of knees going to the carpet and he felt
hands undoing his belt.  There was the mixed sounds of metal and cloth and
a sudden give as his belt was unbuckled.  He felt his grandfather undo the
snap, then the feel of his zipper being pulled down.  He lowered his arms
and looked down.  His grandfather hooked his thumbs into the waist bands of
his briefs and jeans and smoothly pulled both down to Andy's ankles.

	Andy's tumescent cock, the tip glistening wetly, flopped out a
little.  His grandfather stared at it for a long moment and breathed
deeply, before turning his attention to a pants leg.  Andy put both hands
on top of Royal's head and steadied himself as he pulled his leg out of the
pants/briefs hole.  Royal moved his hands to the other foot and the process
was repeated, after which he turned a bit and tossed Andy's clothes onto
one corner of the bed.

	He turned back to Andy and with deliberate movements, clearly
savoring what he did, reached around his grandson's hips and cupped his
buttocks, and pressed his face into Andy's crotch.  After a moment, he
rubbed his face back and forth against the seeping penis.  He give a soft
moan.

	Free of his pants, Andy shuffled his legs a little wider, settled a
little lower in his stance.

	His grandfather stopped rubbing his face against the boy's cock,
opened his mouth, and took in Andy's dick.

	"Ohhh..."  It never got old, the abrupt warmth and wetness and
feeling of his penis being enclosed.  Royal moved his mouth a little bit
from side to side at the same time he sucked along the hardening length of
Andy's cock.

	His grandson's cock got longer and harder, reaching its full length
of nearly seven inches.  Royal's cocksucking became move vigorous, his
mouth traveling further and his suck stroke lengthened.  Every few suck
strokes he'd pause for a second and nurse intensely at Andy's cockhead.
Andy moaned and moved his hands to hold his grandfather's face.

	His grandfather sucked.  And sucked.  And sucked, ever so often
causing Andy to make a sound somewhere between a moan and a whimper.  Andy
became dimly aware that there was just one hand cupping his butt and he
opened his eyes halfway and looked down.  Royal had pushed his sweat pants
down far enough to clear his own cock and was masturbating by making small
hip thrusts into his closed hand.

	"Ah!"  Too intense...Andy pushed his grandfather's mouth off his
hardon and panted for a moment, his slick, shiny dick in the open air, an
inch out of Royal's mouth.  His grandfather kept his mouth wide open for
Andy to reenter if he wanted, and continued to masturbate.  The senior's
own cock was stiff and seeping from the erotic excitement of sucking his
grandson.  He looked up at Andy and waited.

	Andy said, "Whew! Your mouth, the way you suck me...O man..."  He
grinned and his grandfather grinned back, his mouth rimmed by shiny wetness
of loose spit.  "I want you to be mouth pussy now, short stroke stuff..."
Royal nodded and got easily to his feet, doffed his sweat pants with a
couple of quick movements, then got onto the bed and lay on his back.  He
grabbed a pillow and plumped it and put it behind his head, angling his
face up and forward.

	Andy walked over and got on with his knees, then straddled the
man's chest, shuffling a bit to move forward to get his dick into Royal's
mouth.  "Mmmm...suck me again, Grandpa."

	He felt the wet mouth rhythmically nurse at his penis, heard his
grandfather moan softly in the man's own lust.  Andy closed his eyes, put
his hands on top of Royal's head.  After a bit, looked down and took a deep
breath at the vulgar sight...his grandfather's lips made a rounded little
donut on Andy's cockhead as he nursed at the head and piss slit.

	Andy settled his hips a bit, then held his grandfather's face
between his hands again and started making short quick little fucking
motions in and out of the sucking mouth.  Then he stopped for a moment,
feeling Royal nursing away, then jiggled his cock in and out again.

	Andy reveled in the thought of how he was masturbating with a
mouth.  He pumped in and out with short strokes again, getting more and
more excited as he watched the front of his hard penis sliding rapidly in
and out of the mouth below him.  The cycle of mouth fuck and nursing
repeated several times.  More than once Andy felt Royal's tongue cleaning
up piss slit ooze in the moments of nursing his dick.

	"Ah!"  Once again the boy backed off from the intensity of the
sensations.  He pulled his dick out of his grandfather's mouth and and
panted, staring at the open mouth, seeing how his cock dripped spit onto
Royal's chin, feeling the heat of the chest his crotch and ballsack rested
on.

	"I love your mouth Grandpa.  I just...I just...wish I was in your
mouth all the time, just cumming and cumming..."

	Royal laughed heartedly through the wet smear of his face.

	"My boy, I'm glad to provide a hole you like to use.  A young man
needs to empty his balls so he can think straight.  And another person's
hole, of whatever ilk, is almost always going to be better than your hand."

	"I guess...it's hard to imagine a better cumming hole than your
mouth, Grandpa."  Andy paused a second and added, "Okay, I want to get off
so bad...I want your Class A mouth pussy...!"  They both knew what he
meant.

	Andy hiked a knee off Royal's chest (giving the man a wonderful,
momentary sight of the whole package of cock, ballsack and young asshole)
and got to the side.  Wasting no time, the senior reversed on the bed,
staying on his back but ending with his head towards the foot of the bed
but with room to spare.  He took the plumped pillow and put it under his
neck, which raised his head a small amount off the bed but let him line up
his mouth with his throat better.

	Andy shuffled around to the foot of the bed, now pointed in the
opposite direction of the man on the bed.  He splayed his thighs out wide,
lowering his crotch, leaned over his grandfather's torso and rested his
upper body on his hands.  He looked down and back and saw Royal was holding
his mouth wide open in invitation to the hardon close to his face.  Andy
settled forward so his cockhead went into the receptive mouth.

	Immediately he felt the wonderful suction of his cockhead being
nursed on like a tit.

	"O yeah..." Andy said softly, then, with one smooth motion, moved
the full length of his cock into his grandfather's mouth and throat.  He
held himself balls deep in that sweet tunnel, loving the renewed feeling of
heat and wetness going all the way to the base of his cock.  Looking at the
circle of lips up against his crotch, he felt a wonderful, vulgar delight
in using another person's mouth like this.

	He pulled back to where he was just barely still in his
grandfather's mouth, then slid into the tube of mouth and throat again,
bumping lightly against the circle of lips.  There was a feathery touch of
the front of his ballsack brushing against the tip of Royal's nose.

	He relaxed into the irrumatio, moving in and out, in and out, with
difficulty staying in control, reminding himself how his grandfather had
cautioned, "Andrew, I like and can take a bumping face fuck, but slamming
will make me choke.  If you'll keep that in mind while you're using me as a
mouth cunt...you can go all the way into me."

	Every half dozen strokes he paused at the lips, letting his
grandfather take a breath, before continuing fucking the mouth between his
thighs.  With each set of strokes it got more intense, the feeling of cum
welling up more and more powerful, and suddenly he felt the clench inside
his crotch, and he shoved into his grandfather's mouth and throat, ball's
deep, and stayed mashed against Royal's face as he came.

	He groaned loudly as the initial spurt of cum ran through his penis
and exploded deep into his grandfather's throat.  His hips pressed
repeatedly against the man's face as Andy emptied his balls.  He grunted
with each glorious ejaculation, his dick buried in the mouth under him.

	Below him, Royal arched his back in lust and excitement as the
heated ropes of cum shot out of his grandson's cock.  He threw his arms up
and around Andy's hips, holding the quivering pelvis and dick against his
face, the pumping cock filling his mouth and throat.  In heaven, he
swallowed one jet of hot cum after another as Andy used him for a cumming
hole.  He made audible gulping sounds around his grandson's penis as he
swallowed the cum.

	For several more seconds Andy spasmed with the just-visible motion
of pressing against the circular pad of lips, feeding his load into his
grandfather.

	Finally he was done and relaxed, lowering himself to his elbows and
resting his head on the abdomen of the man under him.  The combined feeling
of his lower body being wrapped in his grandfather's arms and his cock
buried in Royal's mouth was sublime.  He felt a tongue swirl gently,
cleaning his penis, causing a sensitivity twitch that caused him to pulse a
last bit of cum through his piss slit.  He felt the slight movement of
another swallow being made.

	His dick softened some, enough for his grandfather to take a
breath.

	"O man, Grandpa," Andy said softly, "Your mouth is a wonnnnderful
hole..."

THE END

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