Date: Wed, 5 Jan 2011 08:36:04 +0000 (GMT) From: Gary Bish Subject: Dear Diary part 1 This fantasy story about a gay grandpa and nephew is intended for like minded adults interested in role play. Feed back welcome December 20th Dear Diary, I knew he was watching me as I stepped out of the shower dripping wet and naked. The bathroom door was slightly open but I did not look towards it as I stood naked drying my body with a towel. I gripped each end of the towel and pulled it from side to side across my back vigorously which made my cock and balls jump about. I felt my cock growing, filling with blood as I sensed him just feet away from where I was standing totally bare arsed naked. I wanted him to see me. I wanted him to watch as my manhood grew in girth and length. Grandpa's boy all grown up into a masculine man with a growing cock. I bent over to dry my thighs with my back to the door exposing the fuzzy crack of my arse to him. My hand reached through my thick meaty thighs with the corner of the towel and I let a finger linger against my hole as I rubbed my inner thighs dry. Did Grandpa see my hole? Did he see that manly hairy crack that aches for him to explore with his fingers. I let my finger tip gently slip inside the welcoming warmth of my moist hole just for him to see Just for Grandpa, how I wish he would take this hole and fill its soft pink walls with his throbbing veined Grandpa cock whilst his large rounded stomach presses firm against me. Does he like it when I walk around the house naked and chat to him as my cock and balls hang exposed showing off my developed manly body? I have seen the sparkle in his eyes, The way he looks at me, The way he smiles. The way in which he greets me and hugs me tight. His hands wondering down gently as he holds me tight against his large stocky body. Fuck I want to please him so bad, Grandpa I would do anything for you. My cock throbbed in the bathroom as my finger slid in just that little bit further and I wondered what was going through his mind. I wanted to cry out to him Grandpa? Take me, Use me, Fuck me with the full length of your meaty pole His impressive fleshy tool that I have glimpsed I wonder if he plays the same games I do Displaying himself on purpose to me Flashing his bear sized torso I stood and twisted my body to the bathroom door as I looked down avoiding glancing at the open doorway. My manhood fully erect with my helmet swollen as it oozed pre cum like dripping honey from the tip of a spoon. I lifted my foot on to the side of the bath and reached my hand round to stick my finger inside my hole again. I groaned lightly as I hooked my finger inside massaging my prostate and wished it was one of grandpas fat fingers. How I wish his soft lips would kiss my puckered hole the way they sometimes kiss my neck as he hugs me tightly and tells me he loves me. Does he feel my cock grow and pulsate against him on those occasions when he hugs me so close? Those times when I am tight in his embrace, inhaling his masculine odours as I nuzzle against him my bare flesh pressed against grandpas clothed body rubbing against the coarse fabrics feeling that large rounded stomach pushing out. Two of my fingers slid inside my hole as I stood in the bathroom. Stretching my hole open for him to view. My cock throbbed and ached knowing he was watching me from so close. I wished he would have walked in and took over there and then. Replaced my fingers with his own Forcing one, two and then three fingers in my hole as his other large hand grips tight around my cock. I removed my fingers and turned to face the door my cock was stood to full attention, saluting grandpa proudly. I still did not look up at the doorway where I saw his large shadow spreading across the tiled floor. My heart was beating fast my breath was shallow. Even if I wanted to call to him I would never have been able to get the words from my restricted throat. My trembling hand gripped the girth of my cock as it continued to throb with the excitement of grandpa spying on me from the doorway. My whole body shook with mini tremors as I began to stroke my manhood. I dare not look up at the door where he was stood in fear of having to explain what I was doing. It was easier to pretend I was unaware of his presents so close yet so far as my hand stroked the entire length of my cock. The excitement was overwhelming and one touch from grandpa would have been enough to make me explode at that moment. One word from grandpa would have opened that barrier and released my built up juices in a torrent. I ached for him to just acknowledge he was watching me as I masturbated naked my hard cock throbbing. My hand stroked faster making my breath shallow. I wish I had the courage to look up at the doorway and gaze into those eyes that I knew were looking upon me. I wanted to look deep in those eyes as I released my milky load but not even the height of my arousal would give me the strength to face him at this taboo moment. The moment where as a man I was about to unleash my hot seed was something personal and private. Why as men should we not be able to share such a wonderful experience. A celebration of our manhood. Not something dirty or obscene. Why did I feel such shame whilst brimming with excitement. My eyes remained fixed at the floor with disappointment as my whole body quivered and shook before I released several shots of milky cum on to the grey tiled floor. I closed my eyes tightly as I squeezed out the last remaining drops and heard grandpa walk away down the hallway.