Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2022 23:46:16 +0000 From: Jason Bonerboy Subject: Meeting Papa Please support the site. It's readers like you that make a difference. Just did some research on my last name. Came across this. "Firstly, the surname may be English and Scottish but ultimately of pre 8th century Old French origins. As such it is derived from the phrase "de bonne aire", literally meaning "of handsome or of good bearing" https://www.surnamedb.com/Surname/Boner Surname Database: Boner Last Name Origin Last name meaning Boner: Recorded as Bonar, Boner, Bonner and Bonnaire, this is a surname of a number of possible origins, each with its own distinct derivation... www.surnamedb.com It even has the coat of arm. You could say. Sir Lord Jason Boner boy. LMAO Here's the story.... Meeting Papa My name is Danny Droney. I was 12 when this happened. I grew up never knowing my family. I mean I knew my parents. One day my parents said my grandfather was asking it I wanted to come visit. I had never met the man. My dad warned me about his dad. "Danny, you have to understand something. You can't tell your mom what I'm about to tell you. My dad is bi like me. Your mom doesn't know either fact," he told me. My mom was gone for the weekend. She hated my grandfather. She thought he was an evil man. My dad had been injured in a car accident so he couldn't work. He was able to get around and all. My grandfather had offered to help out. My dad kept in touch with his dad. My grandpa had an obscene amount of money. He also planned to make me his beneficiary if he met me. I'd have to do some things I figured. Of course, I had no clue what that meant. "I don't know what you like. Now would be the time to tell me," said my dad. "Dad, I love you so much. I might be bi too. I don't know," I told him. I wanted to be just like my dad. I lived to please him. He was never disappointed in me he always told me. I was 5'8" and had six-inch penis when hard. I was big for my age. But then my dad was 6'2" He had joked about being 8 inches in meat size a number of times. So, I was off to meet the man who had raised my dad. My dad and I had sucked each other off a few times. I loved doing it. He had told me that he loved the taste of my load. I had to promise not to tell my my after it happened. I had a recent picture of my grandfather. That made it easy to greet him at the airport. Wow, he was better in person. 6'2" like my dad. He almost looked the same. "Welcome Danny, I'm happy to see you in person," he said. "I've always loved you, by the way call me Papa like your dad does." We got my luggage and went to his house. I had two bags and a laptop case. I loved porn and gaming. I know at 12 I shouldn't be looking at porn all the time. But my dad was fine that I was curious about sex. He had taught me everything about everything in life. Papa showed me around. It was a very modernize house. He showed me to my room. Then he dismissed himself as he had a phone call. He gave me the WIFI password and left my new room. I settled in and was looking at porn after I got settled. I hadn't shut the door to the room. I never did at home except when I had too. My mom never came to my part of the house. My dad would sometimes see me jerking off. He's just smiled. Remember we sometimes messed around. Papa saw me jerking off. He just smiled. "Let me know if you need anything or anything done to you. Your dad has filled me in on your two's relationship. Wow that's wild stuff on the screen. Hot too," said Papa. What did he mean? Jason Bonerboy