Date: Fri, 22 Mar 2013 11:25:16 -0400
From: Stephen Neal <maturebearlover@gmail.com>
Subject: My Handsome Grandfather Part II

My Handsome Grandfather (Part 2)
By Mature Bear Lover

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction containing consensual gay sex
between a grandfather and his grandson, and it is based upon the fantasies
of the author. If this type of material offends you, you're under age, or
if this type of material is illegal in your area leave now.

I awoke feeling disoriented and unsure of my surroundings, and then I
remembered.  I lay in a king-size bed with my sleeping grandfather, my
naked backside pressed up against his hairy body and his arms encircling
me.  His warm and steady breathing tickled my neck, sending shivers down my
spine and straight to my cock. It seemed almost too good to be true, but it
was. We were both recovering from a night of intense lovemaking which was,
as always, the best.

I considered how lucky I was, as my grandfather was a very handsome man. At
60 years of age he stood at 6 foot 3 inches, with a full head of thick
whitish hair brushed back from his brow, piercing hazel eyes with just a
hint of mischief in them, and an immaculately trimmed yet full beard. His
shoulders were broad, and he had a prominent belly which only made him that
much more attractive in my eyes.  He was covered in fur from head to toe,
and this made him the perfect bear, by which I was presently being cuddled.
He has been very successful in the insurance business and the stock market,
so he lives quite comfortably.

My name is Rob, and I'm my grandfather's lover. I'm 18, with a short brown
crew cut, brown eyes, and a goatee. I stand about 5' 9" and weigh about 180
pounds, and I've recently graduated from high school.  If you read the
first installment to this story, you learned that my grandmother had left
my grandfather, and he requested my mother and I visit to help him through
the rough period. My mother Angela is 34, having gotten pregnant with me
very young. My father and mother married young, but he couldn't handle the
responsibility and ditched us both. She raised me single-handedly.  We came
to visit and during that time my grandfather revealed he was gay, and he
suspected this is why his marriage ultimately failed. I shared with him the
fact that I was also gay. I seduced him and found in him, after some
initial reluctance, a very willing lover. He talked to my mother about
needing my help around here, and I moved in shortly thereafter. This is my
first week with him.  I decided to playfully awaken my grandfather, who was
at the moment as nude as the day he was born. So was I. I crept slowly
under the sheets, found his waiting penis and immediately took it into my
mouth.

"Whuh..."' my grandfather said, "oh...good morning... and apparently
getting better by the minute". He shortly sprang to a full erection in my
mouth, 8 inches long and uncut, and the most delicious man meat I had, in
my very limited experience, ever tasted.

He then said to me "Rob, let's make this more interesting." He then placed
his arms underneath my legs, located by his head, and took my cock into his
mouth, which was already hard and waiting. The sensations of sucking on his
cock and being sucked at the same time took things to a new level. I
reached around behind him to grasp his ass and pull him in closer to me
while I sucked him. I couldn't get enough of this man and I wanted as much
of him as I could possibly get. His tongue was swirling expertly around the
head of my cock and driving me wild, and our grunts and muffled moans
filled our ears. Soon we both came, hard, each of our mouths filling with
the other's cream. We slowly pulled off and smiled warmly at each other.

"I love you, grandfather".

"I love you, too, Rob" he replied. "Now, my young man, what shall we do
today?"

"You know what I'd like to do." I replied with a lascivious smile.

"We have to leave the house sometime, my love," he replied.  "Why don't we
just get out of the house for a while and talk with one another?

"That's fine with me." I said, as grandfather got out of bed and headed for
the shower. I was still lazing in bed when he emerged shortly and went to
his closet. He selected a navy double breasted blazer and gray slacks,
along with his usual shirt and tie (French blue with white collar/cuffs and
a burgundy tie on this occasion). I lay there watching him dress, and he
made for such a handsome figure. It was hard to control myself as just
being near this man was enough to drive me wild.

"My casual wear" he laughed. "It's time to get out of bed, sleepyhead."

It was my turn to head for the shower.  I had just previously shot my wad,
but figured it was time for round two. I soaped my hands and body, running
them all over myself, savoring the sensations and then went to work on my
cock. I started slowly, working up a rhythm, until I could finally take no
more. I shot my load on the shower wall, turned off the shower, and
finished my morning ritual by brushing my teeth and finishing my grooming.

I then walked out of the shower, past my waiting grandfather, to head for
the room where I kept my clothes. Obviously my grandfather and I slept
together, but it was still important to maintain the proper facade. He
caught my visage and said "if you keep teasing me like this we'll never get
out of this house".

"Would that be a bad thing?" I questioned.

Grandfather laughed and swatted my ass. "Get going, you."

I went to my room, picked out a dark purple hooded pullover shirt and black
jeans to show off my um...assets, and slipped on my favorite pair of
Dr. Martens.  Grandfather met me in the living room and asked if I were
ready to go. He said I may want a jacket as it was raining. He had put on
his tan double breasted trench coat in preparation for leaving.

"I think I'll be fine, Grandpa" I replied, unable to take my eyes off this
wonderful man. We proceeded to the garage and his red Mercedes Benz, and
then pulled out.

"Where would you like to go, Rob?" "Would you like some breakfast?"

I said I was starving, and he said we'd go someplace and eat, but it would
be a little while before we got to the city.

"Rob, may I ask again how you feel about the situation between us? You're
not having any regrets, are you? I know this is quite the change for you."
"None whatsoever. I just worry that I might have taken advantage of you at
a vulnerable time, though."

"Rob, my boy, what you did restored a broken old man. You helped me to
accept something about myself that I should have accepted a long time ago
and you also offered me the gift of yourself, which is priceless."

"I feel what you've also given me is priceless. For the longest time I've
been attracted to older men. You were always the ideal in my book and none
of the ones I met could measure up to you."

"I was always the ideal?" he asked? "Have you had much experience with
older men, Rob?"

"Yes, you were my ideal man and still are. I'd known I was gay from a very
young age, and as I got older I started to think of you in
less-than-grandfatherly ways. On the rare occasions when Mom and I would
visit and you two would leave, I'd go in your room and masturbate with your
clothing. To answer your second question: no, only one that I met in
passing. I've always been gay in theory than in practice, simply because I
guess I'm looking for love and not just sex."

"I feel the same way, too, and lucky us. We've found one another. I don't
want anyone else but you." my grandfather said.

"We are lucky." I replied.

I savored the handsome gentleman that was my grandfather, sitting next to
me smiling at me so warmly, and I was beginning to get turned on once more
(damn hormones!!).

I reached over and placed my hand on my grandfather's crotch, and he looked
at me in surprise.

"I have another gift for you, grandfather." I said, as I undid the buttons
on his trench coat and blazer, and reached for the zipper on his
trousers. I extracted my prize.

"It may be awhile before we have breakfast, but I can still have some
sausage." I then took his cock in my mouth and went to work, burying my
nose in his soft pubes.

"Rob" he moaned "I don't think I can drive if we do this. Please stop for a
moment." I reluctantly did as he said.

"If you want to be alone with me that bad, I know a place where we can rent
a secluded cabin and have breakfast at the lodge nearby."

"I'd like that."

"Let me fix my clothing. We'll take a fifteen minute detour and we're
there."

We arrived, and pulled up to a rustic looking lodge with all the typical
amenities: restaurant, gift shop, pool, game room. It was surrounded by
nothing but forest on all sides. We entered the lobby and a clerk came to
greet us, noticing my finely dressed grandfather and I.

"We'd like to rent a cabin for the night" my grandfather said.

"Certainly, sir." replied the clerk. "I'll give you our best one. That will
be $79.95. Sign here. You'll be in cabin one."  My grandfather settled the
bill, and we made our way to the cabin. It certainly was secluded, and
surrounded by all kinds of trees and flowers. As we made our way inside, we
noticed it was quite luxurious despite its rustic appearance. There was a
king-size bed in the bedroom and a pull-out sofa in the living room. The
bathroom had a large bathtub with circulation jets.

As we closed the door, I grabbed my grandfather and planted a passionate
kiss on him, which he returned with equal vigor.

"I can see where this is going. Shall we proceed to the bedroom?"

"By all means." I replied.

We fell on the bed in a heap, kissing one another as though our lives
depended on it. My grandfather hadn't even had a chance to take off his
coat before we were at each other. We lay there, kissing and holding one
another tightly. I was so intoxicated by this man that I couldn't put it
into words.

"Rob, please take me."

That was all I needed to hear. He lay back, and I continued planting kisses
on his mouth, face, and neck. I decided to work my way down, undoing the
belt on his coat and unbuttoning each of his coat buttons with my teeth.  I
then lay on him again, kissing him, and savoring the feel of him.

"Rob, take me to heaven."

I could only oblige such a request. I undid the buttons on his blazer,
unfastened his belt and pants, and unbuttoned his shirt. I reached for his
cock and took it into my mouth. I decided I wanted to savor this time, so I
spent my time teasing his cock with my lips and tongue and putting his low
hanging balls in my mouth. After a fashion, I finally went to work, going
down on his man pole and burying my nose in his pubes like I did earlier.

"Oh Rob" he moaned, as I began to work his man meat in earnest, swirling my
tongue about the base and head as I bobbed up and down.  I continued to
tease him, monitoring his breathing and taking him just to the edge of
orgasm before pausing.

"Rob, please, I don't think I can handle too much more."

I then gave it all I had, and my grandfather let loose with a primal
roar. Gushers of spunk jetted from his penis, filling my mouth and
threatening to overwhelm me. I managed to swallow all of it without losing
any. My grandfather lay there, finally managing to say "What...was...that?"

"I love you, grandpa".

"I'd...say so".

I lay on him again, my raging hard on pressed between his legs. I started
kissing him again.

He arose for a moment and said "Let's get comfortable".

I started to strip until nude, and he took my cock in his mouth. As always,
the sight of this extremely handsome, masculine, well-dressed man on his
knees, sucking my cock, never failed to take me away. He stopped for a
moment and went to the kitchen, and then returned, going down on me
again. I was shocked by a cold sensation because he had put a few small
cubes of ice in his mouth. The sensations were different, but pleasurable,
and he soon had me cumming my brains out and swallowed everything I gave
him. I was turned on to no end, now. I turned to him and began undressing
him, finally getting him completely nude. I admired him, a beautiful
specimen of older man. He was covered from head to toe in a whitish-silver
fur, with broad shoulders and a large round belly.

"Do you like what you see?" my grandfather inquired.

"Very much so, I hope you're pleased with the view as well."

"Extremely."

I entered the large bathroom, and turned on the taps in the oversize tub. I
entered, and grandfather entered after me.  I immediately took him in my
arms, kissing him on the mouth with all of the passion I was feeling, while
pressing my erection against him.

"Take me, Rob, now, please. In the tub."

The tub was still filling while we entered, so I had time to lube my cock
and his ass, and I promptly worked my way into him from behind, listening
to his grunts and moans of pleasure as I did so.

The water in the tub kept getting deeper as I made love to my grandfather,
tenderly kissing the nape of his neck and his ears as I slowly fucked
him. I managed to shut off the water before it overflowed, and turned on
the jets. I continued to fuck him from behind, totally immersed in what I
was experiencing, when an idea struck me. I reached around and grabbed my
grandfather's cock and began wanking it.

"Oh, god...Rob.  I love you so much."

"I love you, too." I said, as I continued pumping his ass. I noticed one of
the water jets was close to his penis, so I managed to position it so it
would be directly on his cock while I was wanking him. I was close to
cumming, and wasn't sure how long I could hold out, so I stepped up my
efforts. The combination of having his ass fucked, his cock wanked, and the
hot water jet soon induced another intense orgasm in my grandfather. His
spunk shot out of his cock, and mixed with the water. I came soon after,
shooting spurt after spurt into his ass. I held him gently while we both
recovered and let our breathing return to normal.

We stayed in that position for a while, enjoying the feel of one
another. Finally we decided to emerge from the tub before we turned into
prunes, and go get something to eat. We dried one another off and proceeded
to dress once more.  We went directly to the restaurant located in the
lodge. Someone came forward to seat us, and presented us both with
menus. We both decided to have coffee.  I ordered the steak and eggs, while
my grandfather ordered a ham and cheese omelet. The waiter left with our
order and we talked some more.

"Grandfather, what can you tell me about my father? I've tried talking to
Mom about him, but she refuses to even speak of him."

"I never liked the man. He impregnated your mother at 16 years old, which I
assume you know. He was only 18 himself, and he tried to do the right thing
by marrying her. As you know, in the end he left, leaving your mother to
raise you alone and never paying a dime of child support. Your grandmother
and I helped her in the first few years, after which she moved out on her
own to raise you. I'm very proud of your mother."

"I love Mom, and couldn't have asked for a better one."

We ate our food in comfortable silence and then decided to return to our
cabin to relax... More to come.

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