Date: Mon, 30 Oct 2017 14:44:57 -0400
From: Hank Tabbet <hanktabbet1@gmail.com>
Subject: My Grandson Billy Part 4

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My Grandson Billy

Part 4

This story features M/b love, if that's not your thing, don't read it.

Things died down as William's mom and dad went to their room for the night
and Billy went to his. I retired as well, for old time's sake, I showered
and found my old white robe and put that on, naked underneath. I sat in my
chair and shortly after, I heard a quiet knock and the door open. There was
William, in a t-shirt and lounge pants. I smiled at him as he walked over
to me. I stood with hesitation, only moment before he leaned into me and
opened his lips. I put my tongue into his mouth and he sucked on it. I was
in heaven. He pulled away and said, make me naked. I did, pulling his shirt
over his head and then kneeling down to pull down the loose lounge pants on
his hips. His hard cock, that familiar girth, fat red head, bobbing in
front of me in full bloom from his dark pubic hair. I stood, dropped my
robe and his hand palmed my balls. He dropped down onto his knees and then
onto his back. He lifted his legs to his belly. I knew what he wanted.

I remembered back to after our time outside, peeing and playing, when he
was just a small boy how he'd come to me when he could, laying down on his
back and pulling his feet up. Down there, he'd say, he legs splayed open as
far as he could, his palms on the cheeks of his chunky butt pulling them
apart to show me his hole. He loved showing off the pink dimple between the
chunky globes of his ass. His fingers stretching, trying to reach to his
anus, but I shoo them away. I remember how I put my fingers over his groin,
flat on his belly loving the fact there was no pubic hair anywhere on that
soft little boy skin, feeling the top side of his hard erection touching my
fingers as my thumb rubbed at his little button hole. Oh, how squirmy he'd
be. How much gasping. How much he'd pull at his thick butt cheeks. How his
hips would rock up and down as my thumb made a circle over his dimple. Oh,
oh, oh, his mouth would say. I pulled my thumb away and stuck it in my
mouth to wet it and make it slick. His index finger went right into the
folds of his pucker, rubbing up and down and back and forth, his cheeks
flushed red. I shooed his hand away, it went back to hold his bottom open
for me. I put my thumb back and looked him in the eyes. I'm going to stick
my thumb inside you, are you ready? He gasped, yes, yes, he said. I pushed
my thick thumb into him. He barked and moaned, his eyes squinted shut, his
hips bucked, his young boy balls pulled up in their soft pink pouch and the
thick vein running up the length of his cock throbbed. He was cumming just
from my slick thumb entering him. It was the most amazing thing. I slowly
back my thumb out and then plunged it back in, repeating it several times
as he steamed through his incredible orgasm. When he finally finished, I
pulled my thumb out of him and pulled his hips up close to me so I could
slap and rub the head of my dick up and down his crack and against his
little boy butt hole. His anus pushed out and pulled in. It was eager for
more. I would fuck him, I would give him the length of my cock and he would
beg for it, but his tender young behind wasn't ready for it then. As a
nine-year-old boy, he didn't need me overwhelming him, but I could
certainly love him with a finger, a tongue, oh yes I could. I remember
laying back on the floor with him as we kissed and hugged.

I remember that as much as anything. Holding him and comforting him to make
sure he was ok, that he was happy and that he wanted me with him as much as
I wanted him with me. When he was ready for more, I told him to squat over
my face. He climbed over my face and settled his hips down over me. I
pulled his hips back, getting his little boy butthole lined up with my
mouth so I could kiss it and lick it. Soon he was grinding against my face
so I stuck out my tongue and pushed into him. He fell forward, I held his
hips in place and, again, the long cum, the heat of his hole against my
mouth, his vibrating haunches against my face. I began to fuck him, in and
out, with my tongue, he started to rock back and forth against my face and
mouth. When he was finished, he stood up and smiled at me and said, let's
go back outside! He led me by the hand, naked and erect, out to the back
yard. I shut off all the lights, though it's fenced enough no one would
probably see us, his cock had gone soft as he led me onto the grass. He
kneeled down and he sucked in the head of my cock between his lips. He
sucked me as well as he could. I laid down in the grass, slightly cold and
wet, but it was still exciting. He followed me down as I lifted my own legs
to him. He got in between and he used his mouth as well as he could on my
cock, nuzzling against my balls and even down to my hole. He kissed my anus
and buzzed his lips against it before going back to licking the slit in the
head of my cock and sucking on it like a piece of hard candy. Watching that
naked boy work on my cock with his mouth, straining to get the entire head
inside or stuff both testicles into his mouth was just a wonder. I held him
in place by the back of the neck and I came. It surprised him, but he was
game on trying to keep all of it in his mouth. He let me see it and then he
swallowed it. He hugged into me and we lay there naked and panting. I got
to pee, he said. I could pee too I replied. He moved to get up, but I held
him in place and started peeing. My cock head sprayed my piss up over us,
warm and wet. He looked down at his limp penis and pushed his hips up and
his own piss sprayed out over the both of us. I stuck my hand in his spray
and wiped it up and down him and myself. I put my tongue out to catch
some. He laughed. He thought that was weird. I thought it was lovely. We
cleaned up and went to bed.

In the morning, I found we had time together. His mom and dad's schedules
lined up just right that they weren't back this morning. I got Billy up and
into the shower. I spent time with that young man, showing him how to clean
his foreskin, how to make sure he washes his balls well. He keeps his anus
clean, especially now that sticking a soapy finger inside is enough to have
him jerking and squirming! I knew a place that might be fun, but it might
also be a little scary for him. A few friends often gathered at our local
bookshop, in an upstairs sitting nook before the bookshop opened. It had a
cafŽ that was open earlier. It would not be unusual to find one or two
of them gathered and ready to show off what was between their legs. I
wanted to try and have more adventurous fun, maybe he'd like to show off to
them as well? I decided to take him out. It was early, and he wanted to
know where we were going. To the bookstore, I said. This time in the
morning? Yes, I know some special people there. Sometimes they like to show
off, just like you? Really? He seemed concerned. Would you want to show
them what you have down there? Maybe. He was blushing, but he wasn't
backing out. You don't have to, maybe if you want to? Maybe. I could try,
he said. I cupped his jean covered groin and squeezed him. I think they
would like to see!

We made our way there, and it was still dark out. The lights were on as the
early crew in the bakery portion was working to serve their guests. The
lights remained off in the book department for the most part. We entered
and I put my finger to my lips, indicating to be quiet to Billy, and we
walked through the racks to a staircase to the upper floor. We quietly went
up and walked along the racks to the end. I had him wait as I looked around
the corner. There were two familiar faces, Ron and Benny. Ron in his black
shorts and t-shirt. Often with a spread of his legs or a shift in his seat,
he could drop out his cock head or his balls. His cock was thick, but not
real long. His balls were big and round sticking out just underneath. His
nipples were legendary thick nubs with rings through them. Benny was also
there in his usual track pants and t-shirt. He liked to masturbate as
others played, often squirting over the others. He could play to, he
certainly knew how to suck cock. More than one load of mine has Benny
swallowed down. I tell Billy there are two good friends here. Would you
feel like showing off for them? He peeked around the corner. I could do
that? Only if you really wanted. They won't touch you. They would? Maybe,
later, if you want them to, but maybe just some showing off today. Would
they think I was ok? I think so I said. You don't have to do anything you
don't want to do, but I thought it might be fun to play with some of my,
um, special friends. Maybe, Billy says. His cheeks are red. His pants show
that he's excited. I nod at him. He nods back and we come around to corner.

I quietly say, to the men there, I've brought my grandson with me, and I
lead Billy to their little sitting area with three chairs and table. They
have their coffee and some papers. Ron's knees come together, closing his
very open shorts as Billy walks up, but there was no mistaking that fat
cock head sticking out. Your grandson? Ron asks. Here? Ron's thick nipples
are very clear against the fabric of his shirt. Benny's hand is curled over
his groin. Does he know? I smile at Ron and say, Billy's just fine with
coming here. He's quite a show off when he wants to be. Is that so? Ron
says scooting forward. Yes, I say, he is!

I sit down with him in one chair. I remember it so clearly. We just talk
for a while about anything and while we talk, like it was nothing
happening, I unbutton Billy's shirt and take it off him. Billy sits there,
red faced. Smiling and laughing. Sometimes he nods pretending to know what
we're talking about. I play with his nipples and Ron responds to that. You
like them tits of yours played with? Billy nods with a blush and looks back
at me. I love having mine played with. I like a nice fella like your
grandpa here to pinch `em, lick `em. I sit him a bit and cup one of his
fleshy boobs with my hand and I bend my mouth to it and kiss it and lick it
for the two men. Ron scoots forward, his package big in his shorts and
Benny pats at the lump in his track suit. I move to Billy's other breast
and repeat it. Ron has pulled off his shirt and is playing with his own
big, pierced nipples. See, boy? These are mine. Suck on `em, pull on 'em, I
love my big ol' tits! Usually it is me or Benny pulling them for him, and
how I loved them in my mouth, but right now they are focused on Billy. Ron
says to Billy, you want to see what else I like to play with? Billy shakes
his head, no. My fat ol' cock. You like to play with yours? Billy barely
nods at him. I bet you do, Ron says to him. Look at this now. Billy's eyes
are big as Ron's hand reaches for the edge of his shorts leg and he pulls
it back. Hanging there is Ron's stubby thick hard-on and his round, hairy
set of balls. That's what I like playing with! Ron says to Billy. Watch
what I do! Ron starts stroking himself. He laughs at Billy. Oh yeah. That's
my favorite toy. You got a fat one like mine? Billy smiled at him. You want
to show Ron yours? I ask Billy. He stares and nods, not making a sound. I
stand him up and I undo his belt, playing with his belly. Oh that's my cute
boy, let's show Ron and Benny what's between your legs. I unsnap his pants
and pull them down, stroking his legs and running my finger under the band
of his underwear that has become askew and tented as I work off his shoes
and socks and, finally, his pants over his feet. Benny pulls off his shirts
and edges down his own bottoms. Benny, you like what you see? Benny coos,
oh yes! Look at mine Benny says, pulling his pants down far enough for his
long thin cock to spring out and lay off to the side.

Ron got up and dropped his shorts and kicked them off, walking naked except
for his sneakers over to Billy and he squats down. He's a beautiful boy,
that's for sure! Ron plays with himself and Billy watches him. Benny moves
in. I notice he's naked from the waist down and he is also stroking his
cock. Ron reaches over to touch his leg. I brush his hand away. Can I show
them, down there? I ask Billy. He nods silently, red faced, as he watches
Ron's play with his thick stubby cock. I stood him up and pulled down his
underwear. His stiff cock was straight up like a nail, touching at his
belly. I remember him clearly standing there smiling as the men admired him
and talked about how cute his little dick was. How they'd like to take a
taste of that. You can taste mine if you want, little Billy, Benny says. I
asked Billy if I could play with it. He nodded. I got down on the floor and
I took it in my mouth. Ron gasped. That sweet young thingÉ Benny
whispered to Billy, do you like to put your grandpa's penis in your mouth?
Billy gasps and nods. I bet you do! I've sucked that big ol' cock of your
grandpa's a lot. Always good for a mouthful of sweet cream, Ron says with a
laugh. This is what he really likes, I say and have Billy lay on his
back. I pull his legs up, but together. Show them your favorite
thing. Billy spreads his legs and reaches with both hands between them and
palms the halves of his bottom. He spreads his cheeks apart and exposes his
pink pucker, his little boy asshole to the men. Oh that's just the sweetest
thing ever, Ron says nearly drooling over Billy. I wet my finger and rub
that eager anus. Billy whimpers and moans. They shush him with a
giggle. He's hot for that, for damn sure, Ron says beating his meat
furiously. I have him lift his butt up further and I bend down to him and
stick my tongue into his butthole. Oh eat that candy up! Billy begins to
moan and jerk with one of his intense orgasms. The men gasp and move in as
they watch Billy cum. They jerk like crazy and as Billy orgasms Ron and
Benny make good as they strain and release two loads of cum over his belly,
chest and face. His mouth is open, some gets between his lips. He watches
me bend to each dick head and suck the last bits of cum from them before
bending down to his cummy face and kissing him. I lay him down flat and I
pull open my own pants. Your grandpa's gonna drown you in a load, just
watch and see! Ron says with a giggle. It doesn't take long until I squirt
a third load onto him, some right into his mouth. He sucks the head, licks
his lips, then he licks his fingers. He gets up and hugs me. You're so
sticky, I say! Ron gives me his hanky and I wipe him off as good as I
can. Billy becomes really bashful and hides against me. I dress, and I
dress him and pick him up to carry him out. Did you have fun? He nods a
silent yes with a deep blush and I try to get him to smile and say good bye
to Benny and Ron. Ron asks if he'll come back. Billy hides his face. You
want to come back? A quick hidden nod against my chest. Probably, I say
with a smile and carry him out.

That was an amazing day as I recall it. William is now on my bed, his ass
up in the air. That hairy man hole of his is inviting me in. I have to try
it. He looks back at me with a smile.

That's part four Ð any feedback or requests or anything else you want to
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