Date: Sun, 28 Dec 2003 16:22:56 -0800 (PST) From: milo emit Subject: MY THIRTEEN YEAR OLD GRANDSON I will share what my thirteen-year-old grandson told me. When he was almost eleven I spent a week with my son and grandson right before Christmas. My son is divorced from an oriental woman and has custody of the children while his ex moved back home. My grandson Larry crawled in bed with me soon after I went to bed. That wasn't unusual for he did it almost every time I visited. He is a cute boy with a round face and soft body. He looks like his dad in a lot of ways but has his mom's high singsong voice. He's very smart and studious. He's not athletic and his muscles are soft, but he still has a tight body in a soft way. He can be a little feminine at times but he is all boy. I woke in the middle of the night with his body half laying on mine so I wrapped my arms around his young soft body. I gave him a little squeeze then I felt him tense up and realized his hard not so little dick was against my stomach. His underwear was old and his dick and balls were sticking out the leg hole. I felt a warm wet feeling spread over my stomach and instantly realized he was having a wet dream and the wetness wasn't piss. His dick was jerking and before he finished he woke up gasping for air and tried to get off me. He seemed terrified, but I held him and assured him I wasn't mad and everything was all right. He slowly relaxed. When he calmed down and his dick softens some he reared up and looked at me asking why that happened grandpa. I ask if this happened before and he said yes a couple of times making a big mess in his bed. He said he knew it wasn't pee and asks if it was the sperm he had learned about in school and from his buddies. He was never shy talking to me about private things, but this was the first time sex entered into our discussions. I said yes it was sperm and hooked my hands into his underwear and slid them off his body. He rolled over on his back lifting his legs to get them off his feet. With his underwear, I wiped the spent juices off his stomach and between his legs. His dick retained its hardness when I wiped it dry. I cleaned off my body but not till I noticed how much the eleven year plus one day old boy had shot. I also noticed there was some color. It had some thickness, but most was like long streams of precum. His undies were soak when I finished. His father was eleven when I first jacked him off the first night we met. (His dad is adopted and another story). At eleven both father and son was over five inches of impressive thick cock. Like father like son, Larry's dick was a lot thicker at the head and the first inch of his shaft than the rest of his young dick. If he grew like his dad he would be over seven inches at sixteen and five and a quarter inches around. His dad is now seven and three quarters long and five and a half inches around. After I got us both cleaned up I started to explain to Larry what had happened. I pulled him over on top of me with his back on my chest. He was so warm and soft and innocent. He felt light on top of me and we seemed to melt together. I laid my right hand over the back of Larry's smaller right hand. I picked it up and pressed it against his throbbing hard dick squeezing the fingers around the shaft just below the head. I said I'm going to show you how to make yourself feel really good and make more cum. Larry laughed at the slang I use. I said haven't used that word before? He said sure all the time, but he never though of it being the sperm before. Gripping his hand around his young dick I gently pulled up over the head, which caused some left over cum to puddle at the head spreading over his hand. He said oh Yuk and tried to pull his hand away, but I held it in place. When he loosened up on his dick the slick juice ran down over his dick. I squeezed his hand back and pulled it down. Larry's hips jerked up in the air a little and his head jerked down on my chest and he gasped. I held his hand in place and said feel good? He looked back at me with a big smile then said what do you think! I pulled his hand back up over his dick head and back down. After a couple more strokes he was working his dick without my help so I let go and placed my hand on his thighs just below his low hanging balls. He had a few dark hairs at the base of his dick, but the rest of him was hairless. As he worked his dick I watched and felt his tight little ass flex against my own raging hard on. It hadn't been but a few hours since that hard dick under his ass had lost a huge load in his father's ass and I had two large loads his dad had planted deep in my guts. I told Larry he might try different speeds to see if it felt any better. His pace didn't change he just sometimes would work up over his throbbing mushroom shaped head a couple of times before coming down his shaft. He worked his dick just like his dad. I took my two index fingers and slightly touched his large balls and stroked them gently. This caused Larry to tense and stop working his dick. I said don't stop. He said something is about to happen. I said it's supposed to, keep it up. I took a ball in each hand and caressed them as he started to erratically jerk on his dick and pant raising his tight little ass off my raging hard on. Larry's breath caught and a long stream of cum shot out of him. I cupped my hand and blocked it from hitting him in the face. He forced out another steam and I caught most of it also. My hand was now full and Larry was empty. His throbbing head flared several more times trying to expel what wasn't there. What was left in his balls just spilled out over his hand. He squeezed his dick for a couple of seconds then settled back down on my body. His breathing came back and I laid my hand on top of his. He slid his hand out from under mine and my hand lay on top of his hot throbbing member. I was touching my young eleven year old grandson's dick for the first time. He felt just like his fathers did at that age and for a moment the time flashed back in my mind. I could feel his heart throb causing his dick to jerk with each heartbeat. He became slightly softer as we lay there. I ask how was that? He asked is that beating off? I said yes and you can do it anytime you want. Just do in private and you don't need to tell anyone even me if you don't want to. He rolled over wrapping his arms around me and said I don't care if you know everything then slowly untangled himself going to the bathroom to clean up. When he started to take his underwear I said leave those I might need them. He handed them to me and sat on the edge of the bed. I knew he wanted to watch. His dick looked huge on such a small young boy and it stood erect as I pulled my pants down to my knees. I took the cum in my left hand spilling it over my dick then spread my legs running two soaked fingers up my well lubed ass. I think Larry though I was just holding my balls. It didn't take very many strokes with my grandson's cum as lubricant to shoot three long streams landing from my chin to my navel. Two smaller shots paddled around my naval then several more spasms before I relaxed. My grandson was biting his lower lip when I looked at him. He reached out and touch my cum moving it around then said yours is a lot thicker than mine. I said yours would thicken up. The secret he shared with me when he called a few days ago was this. He called to ask if he could come for a visit since I couldn't come down to visit him. I said sure and he yelled at his dad saying he could. Then in a whisper he said Grandpa I think I'm gay. I assured him that boys his age sometimes felt like that and may soon pass, but if he was gay that was all right also. I ask if he had tried anything with other boys. He said he and a friend started to touch each other once but his friend chickened out. He said he didn't like girls and he still remembers when I taught him how to jack off. He was talking so low I could hardly hear him. He said when I come up to visit can you teach me other stuff? I said we would discuss it when he got here. I pick him up in the morning at the airport for a week's stay. Stay tuned. Milo