Date: Fri, 12 Jul 2019 18:55:51 +0000 (UTC)
From: ruover50@aol.com
Subject: GRANDPA JOE'S BIRTHDAY ORGY - 14

GRANDPA JOE'S BIRTHDAY ORGY - 14
   by Mr. Jimmy

(Incest, Urination, Cross-Generational Relationships)


The late afternoon sun was very hot, so we pulled a cooler next to the pool
and were floating around drinking canned beer telling jokes. Still in the
after glow of amazing sex, we were feeling no pain after a few beers.

I offered a joke up. "Did you hear the one about the man who accidentally
hit his wife in the head with his tee shot and killed her?"

"Haven't," Sammy and Grandpa replied.

"Yeah, the man was horribly upset as you could imagine. When the police
arrived at the golf course, they tried to console him, but also had to ask
him a few questions."

'How did this happen?' The officer asked the man.

'Well, I was on the tee box and she had walked ahead, way off to the side
of the lady's tees. I shanked my drive off the toe of my club and hit her
right on the forehead. She dropped to the ground immediately.'

'I see,' the officer replied. 'I have one more question for you. When we
examined your wife's body, we also found a golf ball in her anus.'

'Oh,' the man said. 'That was my provisional ball.'

Sammy and Grandpa both snorted with laughter.

"That was a good one Jimmy," Sammy exclaimed.

"My golf buddies are gonna love that one," Grandpa said still laughing.

I had to piss badly and said, "I bet I can piss higher than you guys."

I laid back on the float and aimed my dick straight up in the air. I
clenched my piss muscles and shot a solid stream a good two feet in the
air.

"Very impressive young man," Grandpa said as he pointed his cock upward. A
few seconds later, his face scrunched up and he let his piss stream go. It
started at about four inches above his cock, but reached almost a foot
before he ran out of pee.

"Bravo," I hollered and clapped.

Sammy just shook his head and said, "I can't compete with you two fountains
of Bellagio. But I'll give it a go."

He pulled back as much foreskin as he could and pointed his cock
upward. His piss stream started and arced out in five different
directions. Grandpa and I gut laughed until we realized he wasn't ever
going to stop peeing. For almost a minute, he released at least four beers
worth of piss that pooled all over his hairy body. He finally groaned, laid
his head back and flipped his cock down on his big balls.

"Gold metal, gold metal, gold metal," I chanted.

Sammy looked over at both Grandpa and me and sang in a pitch perfect, rich
baritone voice, "Anything you can do I can do better. I can do anything
better than you."

"Gosh damn Sammy. So you are a great singer too?" I asked amazed.

"Oh yes, I am big Broadway queen Jimmy," Sammy laughed.

Grandpa chuckled too, "Jimbo, I told you before this sexy old guy is a
master of many trades. Just like you learned today in the theater room,
when you least expect it, you will be on your knees submitting to him, not
quite knowing how the hell you got into the situation, but loving that you
did."

"I could eat the ass out of a Hippo," Sammy yelled out the call for food.

Grandpa just shook his head and smiled at his lover of 50 years. They knew
each other like the backs of their hands.

Time to fire up the grill and for me to find out more about Sammy and his
life story.




END OF PART 14

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