Date: Sat, 29 Jun 2019 21:49:27 +0000 (UTC)
From: ruover50@aol.com
Subject: GRANDPA JOE'S BIRTHDAY ORGY - 6

GRANDPA JOE'S BIRTHDAY ORGY - 6
   by Mr. Jimmy

(Incest, Urination, Cross-Generational Relationships)

The large antipasto tray was waiting for us when we walked back to the bar
after the 'second half' of our sex game.

"I don't think I have ever been this hungry in my life." I exclaimed as I
filled my plate with various cheeses, artichoke hearts and olives.

"Me too Jim." Grandpa said as he shouldered up to me naked filling up his
plate.

"And with this course, I will be pairing a nice Chianti." Sammy said as he
popped the cork on a bottle and made that creepy lip stutter made famous by
Hannibal Lecter.

I laughed and turned to Grandpa, "Is this guy always on?"

"As you will find out son, Sammy has two modes, work and play. And never
the two shall meet." Grandpa said with experience.

Sammy responded, "Joseph my friend, you are 100% correct. It has never made
sense to me to not be fully concentrating on the matter at hand. I have
been around too many people who spend their workdays fantasizing about not
working or sex or whatever. And then turn around and stress about the work
they haven't accomplished when they are playing or fucking."

"Madness I tell you!" Sammy projected like a Shakespearean and poured the
wine.

I could sense the conversation had shifted into a more serious gear, and
liked the direction it was going. I had something important to say and held
up my wineglass.

"I have two toasts. First is for my new friend Sammy. Your love for my
Grandpa is endearing and your graciousness overflowing. May I tap into it
humbly and gracefully for years to come."

"Hear, Hear." Both men exclaimed as we drank our wine.

"Second, is for my Grandpa Joe. Your commitment to me has never faltered
and your love for me is beyond measure. May I return it in kind and may we
never waste a second of our time together."

"Hear, Hear." Sammy said quietly as he saw I had some tears running down my
face. Grandpa immediately took me into his big arms and rocked me back and
forth.

"Oh Jim. I love you so much. Hey there sport, everything is fine." Grandpa
whispered in my ear and kept me in his arms.

I collected my emotions back and kissed him on the forehead.

"Sorry guys, been kinda eventful few days." I sighed and wiped my face.

"James. I have one thing to say to you right now. You are the finest man I
have met in a long, long time." Sammy said sincerely as he placed his hand
softly on my shoulder.

"I have a great idea." Grandpa broke the ice. "Let's get some clothes on
and move this party to the deck. We can lounge more comfortably there and I
can fire up the grill for those burgers. It is way past time I share an
important story with you Jim."

I found my shirt and slipped it on leaving it open. Where is my underwear,
I thought? Then I remembered how I had used them as a prop in my little
exhibition about an hour ago. It didn't surprise me they were missing
either. I will freeball it then and pulled up my shorts.

We all met up on the porch and filled our wineglasses. Sammy had changed
into a very sexy flowing blue caftan with a low cut V-neck. He looked like
right out of a neoclassical painting. Grandpa had changed into a white tank
top and white boxers. The memory of him in this very outfit in our vacation
room when I was14 made me smile. I am sensing he this is one of his go to
uniforms and loved it.

We filled our wineglasses, sat down quietly and Grandpa began to tell his
story.

"You should know Sammy and I have been friends for 50 years Jim. We met our
junior year of high school because we both made the varsity golf team. I
liked Sammy right away because he was funny and popular. He was a good
athlete and star player on the football team too. We started hanging out
together and double dating with our girlfriends. By the end of the school
year, we were best friends."

"My Dad was running our growing farm operation and I worked with him after
school and then full-time in the summer. Of course, Mom had died when I was
10, so it was basically only Dad and me together plus a farm staff of four
men and a full-time housekeeper. We called her Aunt Mimi, but she was no
relation. She did all cooking, laundry and house cleaning, but more
importantly she added a balance to the household. Dad was a good and kind
man, but he could also be very bossy and bully people around
sometimes. Aunt Mimi did her best to keep him in his place. I knew he was
lonely and his heart was still broken from losing Mom, so I never barked
back at him."

"It was obvious we needed more help on the farm and I knew Sammy needed a
job, so I asked Dad if he could work with us. Dad knew Sammy because he had
spent quite a bit of time at our house. He also knew Sammy was a big and
strong kid who could outwork most of us and agreed immediately with the
arrangement."

Grandpa Joe took a deep breath, a sip of his wine and continued.

"So the summer progressed and we all worked hard every day and some
evenings we would cruise our parent's cars on Main St. We were both good
kids who never got into any real trouble, but man, we were both horny as
hell. Fucking girls was a risky business back then, so we started
experimenting jacking off together in the car. I had known before meeting
Sammy that I was turned on by men, but now I actually had a real stud to
play with. And play we did. We started blowing each other all the time in
the car. But, it was still dangerous to have car sex let alone getting
having homosexual sex in this small town. Our legacy would have been
ruined. We had started kissing too and really wanted to make complete love,
naked and in a bed. That situation was very hard to find"

"I don't know if you remember the old barn Jim, but in the front corner
there was a large office that had doors and windows to both the outside and
inside of the barn. Since Dad had built a new small office in the new pole
barn, the old office room became just a catch-all and was rarely
used. Someone had stored a long wide sofa in one of the corners of the room
under the window. That sofa immediately became our love nest."

Grandpa stopped his story and blew a kiss to Sammy and then turned to wink
at me. He continued to reminisce.

"Dad was a man of routine and would drive daily into town to do his banking
and supply shopping at around 3:00. Since Sammy and I started our morning
chores at around 6:00 am, we got off work about the time he was
leaving. Sammy and I now had a chance to explore each other's bodies and
have real sex. Even with the windows opened, it was sticky, humid hot in
that office room. I still get hard thinking about how much sweaty body
contact we made. 69ing was our favorite position and we could both finish
within seconds of each other."

I got up and quickly kissed Grandpa on the cheek and sat down again. He
smiled having received my stamp of approval of the story so far.

"Preach on Minister Joe." Sammy called out.

"Amen!" I responded.

Grandpa took another drink of wine and continued.

"We always made sure we finished up before 4:00 because Dad rarely got back
before 4:30. Of course we got careless one day and didn't realize Dad came
back to the farm ten minutes after had he left because he forgot something
from his office. I am not sure how he knew we were in the old office, but I
think he heard us through the opened windows. Sammy was a loud groaner, so
I am going to blame it on him. Anyway, I remember we were both nude and I
was on my knees between Sammy's legs going hard on that monster dick, when
I looked up and saw Dad looking down on me through an open window right
behind Sammy. Dammit! I literally froze and did not know what the hell to
do and didn't make a move for the longest time. I thought that stillness
would make Dad just to go away. Sammy had no idea Dad was there as he still
had his eyes closed and close to cumming. He thought I was just trying to
edge him or something. It was a pure adrenaline moment for me."

Grandpa paused to fill his wineglass and slowly take a drink.

"Damn Grandpa. Don't leave me hangin'. What happened next?" I urged.

He smiled and delayed getting back to the story just for dramatic effect.

"Well Jim, I looked again at Dad's face and specifically his eyes. They
weren't wide open in alarm, or squinted with disgust. They were actually
gentle and loving. He spoke to me through those eyes. I hesitated to try
and make sure I got the message and bravely resumed my sucking motion on
Sammy's dick. I looked up to see Dad's reaction. And do you know what he
did Jim? He nodded his head in agreement and moved closer to the window to
get a better view. It was the single hottest sexual moment in my life up to
that point."

I didn't want another erection, but my dick had been listening just as
intently as I had to Grandpa's amazing story and came to life.

"I knew now that I was putting on a show for Dad, so I gave Sammy the best
blowjob I had ever given him. I had his legs wide apart over my shoulders
and was driving my head down like a piston. I remember he yelled loudly
when he came, banging on my shoulders with his hands trying to make me
stop. I keep going until he pushed me away. I stood up sporting a rock hard
boner and looked over at Dad. I could see him quickly size me up as he
turned and slowly walked away. I was paralyzed again for a for a few
moments and then began yelling at Sammy that Dad just watched me blowing
you and that he saw everything through the window."

"Sammy, you didn't believe me at first when I told you what had just
happened, did you?" Grandpa asked.

"Well hell no Joe. How the fuck could I have known that? My eyes were
upside down in my head. I initially thought you were pulling my leg, or
just being the big perv you always were." Sammy said and smirked.

"Please tell me what happened next you guys?" I asked anxiously. Grandpa
continued.

"I pulled Sammy up to the window and we could see the dust in the lane from
the back of your Dad's car. He believed me then. We sat down both a bit
dazed, because we had no idea what Dad's ultimate reaction was going to
be. I told Sammy to go home, just stay cool and act as if nothing had
happened. I would do the same and please not to be late for work
tomorrow. I remember quickly showering to make sure I was clean and
presentable at the dinner table. We always ate at 5:00."

"I was sweating bullets when Dad came into the dining room and I tried to
read his every movement, but saw nothing I could interpret. Aunt Mimi
brought some bowls of food in and we started serving and passing the
food. Still no sign from him. He started some small talk about the weather
report in the next few days and what the crew needed to get done before any
rains came. And then he said something I will never forget."

Grandpa did his now patented stall maneuver bringing the wineglass slowly
to his mouth.

"Damn it to hell, Grandpa. Get on with it!" I scolded. He began again.

"My Dad said to me,"

"Joe, I have been meaning to tell you that you and Sammy have been working
your butts off this summer and it hasn't gone unnoticed. In this envelope
is enough money for the two of you to get away this weekend and drive up to
Cedar Point Amusement Park. I have already reserved a room for you at the
Hotel Breakers."

I leaped up out of my chair and exclaimed, "Oh my God Grandpa! No way, no
fucking way!

I had a huge smile on my face, paced over to Grandpa and shook him by the
shoulders. "My goodness, you are too much for words. Cedar Point. Just like
our vacation!

Sammy came over and pulled us all together in a wonderful group hug.

"There's much more to my story Jim, but let's take a break and I will grill
the burgers. Go to the bar and grab us some beers young man. I am not use
to talking this much and my mouth is dry from all that wine."

I skipped all the way to the bar and could not wait to hear more of his
story.


END OF PART 6

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