Date: Thu, 13 May 2021 10:33:50 +0100 From: Bill Jonners Subject: Garrett's Summer with Grandpa 2 Can you imagine life without Nifty? Please show your support with contributions to keep the Archive online. You can find out how at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story is completely fictional. I hope you enjoy this story. Please send any comments to colin4men@gmail.com and I will reply as soon as I can. Bill GARRETT'S SUMMER WITH GRANDPA Chapter 2 Matt was making himself a cup of tea when the phone rang. "Charlie! I was just about to call you." Charlie laughed. "I was just calling to check that you were still alive. After the way you described Garrett yesterday, I feared you might have wanked yourself into an early grave." "This is serious, Charlie," said Matt. "He's not only gorgeous. He told me yesterday evening that he's gay and likes older men. And on top of that, he said today that he thinks I'm sexy." "You lucky devil!" said Charlie. "Get stuck in there!" "Charlie, stop messing about. He's underage and he's my grandson," said Matt. "What am I going to do? I can't send him home because his mother's at sea for the next seven weeks." "You'll have to do something to take your mind of sex...and let him do his own thing," suggested Charlie. "He can't get up to much trouble. Where you live, he's not likely to meet a man interested in him. He'll have to make do with a wank like he does at home." "But he keeps flaunting his sexy body at me. He's currently sunbathing naked in the garden," said Matt. "In that case, I must pay you a visit soon," laughed Charlie. Matt sighed. "I can see you're not going to be much help. I guess I'll have to think of something myself. Oh, can you take us out on your boat one day next week? That would keep him busy and he will behave around you." "Yes, sure. It will be good to meet this young hottie," said Charlie. "I'll check with Frank and get back to you." "Thanks, Charlie. How is Frank?" responded Matt. "Not bad. He's currently playing the piano. Listen." Charlie turned his phone towards the adjoining room for a few minutes." "That's Rachmaninoff, I think. The piece used in Brief Encounter," said Matt. "Frank hasn't lost his touch." Charlie laughed. "He's pretty good for a man of eighty-two. And you're right. It is Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto Number 2. Is Brief Encounter still one of your favourite films?" "It is. A tale of love and missed opportunity - much like my own life," replied Matt, only partly joking. "Anyway we'll catch up soon. I'd better see what the boy is doing." "You're going to perv over him, you mean," said Charlie. "Goodbye, Charlie." Matt smiled and hung up the phone. He took a sip of tea and looked out of the window. Garrett was still lying face down in the middle of the lawn. "I need to keep him busy, distract him for thinking about sex as much as possible," he said to himself. He thought for a few minutes and keep up with an idea. He went to the back door and shouted, "Fruit juice or water, Garrett?" Garrett looked over his shoulder and replied, "Orange juice, please." Matt poured a glass of orange juice and took it outside along with his mug of tea. He gave Garrett the juice and tried not to stare at the boy's crotch when he sat up. He hadn't noticed the small bush of blond pubic hair before. "I've been thinking," Matt said as he sat on the bench a short distance away. "I've been wanting to have a pond in the garden for some time. Would you help me construct one?" "Of course, Grandpa," replied Garrett. "Where are you planning to put it?" "Probably on the far edge of the lawn. It's needs to be on a level area and away from the trees," said Matt. "I'm not planning on any water feature so we don't need an electricity supply." "So basically we just dig a big hole?" suggested Garrett. "Sort of," smiled Matt. "We dig a hole, put a layer of sand down, then a reinforced polyethylene liner and fill it with water. We'll put some shelved areas around the edges for plants which like shallower water." "Will you add some fish as well?" Garrett asked. "Yes, after it has settled down a bit," replied Matt. "Great! Nice to have a project to work on together," smiled Garrett. Matt nodded. "I'll work out exactly what we need and we'll take a trip to the garden centre in town tomorrow. Garrett finished his juice. "What's for dinner?" he asked. "Chicken and leek pie," replied Matt. "I hope that suits you because I'm just about to start making it." "Sounds great! Can I watch?" Garrett asked. "You said you would teach me to cook." "Yes, but only if you put some shorts on," said Matt. "Cooking and bare willies is not a good combination." Garrett giggled but he put shorts on before joining his grandfather in the kitchen. Garrett chopped the leeks and peeled some potatoes to accompany the pie but mainly he just watched. "We should eat outside as it's such a hot day," he said as the pie was put into the oven. "We can do that," smiled Matt. "The weather forecast suggests rain tonight and possibly tomorrow so we should take advantage of the good weather while we can." A comedy movie on tv took Garrett's thoughts off sex after dinner but Matt was distracted by the fact that his grandson was only wearing shorts. They watched the late news and the Garrett announced that he was going to read in bed. "Did you bring some books with you?" Matt asked. "You can see if any of mine are to your taste." "Actually I'm planning to read some gay porn from Nifty." Garrett winked and added, "I'll probably need to shower afterwards." "Oh, okay." Matt felt a bit silly but he was glad that Garrett was doing the `boy-stuff' in private. Garrett gave Matt a kiss on the cheek. "Goodnight, Grandpa. See you in the morning." "I must ask Charlie if he reads stories from Nifty," Matt said to himself. "I remember buying `Him' magazine many years ago and often enjoying the story more than some of the pictures. The internet has changed a lot of things." Matt's thoughts turned to Garrett naked in the garden and his cock began to stiffen. *** A loud crack of lightning followed by a rumble of thunder woke Matt in the early hours of the morning. Seconds later, his bedroom door burst open and he looked up to see the outline of Garrett standing in the doorway. "Thunder and lightning always scares me, Grandpa. Can I come into your bed until it's over?" Matt remembered that his daughter - Garrett's mother - was terrified of thunderstorms when she was young and said, "Yes, of course." Garrett shut the door and hurried over to the bed. Matt lifted the duvet to allow the boy in and only realised then that Garrett was naked. He decided against making a fuss but moved further away. "Put your arms around me, Grandpa...please. Mum always did that when there was a thunderstorm." "Did that - past tense? Is the little rascal using the storm as an excuse to get into my bed?" Matt wondered. However all he said was, "I bet you weren't naked when you got into her bed." Garrett giggled and said, "No, I wear shorts and a t-shirt in bed at home." Matt put an arm around Garrett as they spooned together but made sure his middle was some distance from the boy's bum. "I feel safer now," said Garrett. There was a flash of light and another rumble of thunder. Matt squeezed Garrett gently. "You're okay here," he said. Matt didn't remember drifting off to sleep but he woke up to find his body close to Garrett's. He was about to ease himself away when he realised there was some movement. He carefully raised his head, looked over Garrett's body and saw what the happening. "The little bugger is having a wank! I'm not going to embarrass him or myself by mentioning it," he said to himself. He gave an exaggerated yawn, stretched and turned away from the boy. "Are you awake, Grandpa?" Garrett asked. "Hmm, yeah. Good morning," said Matt. "Are you okay now?" Garrett turned over to face his grandfather and smiled. "Yes, I slept great." "Good. Well, you can use the bathroom first," Matt said. "Okay." Garrett eased himself out of bed and used both hands to cover his still semi-erect cock as he walked to the door. Matt enjoyed the view from the rear. Garrett was eating a bowl of cereal when Matt joined him in the kitchen. "It's still raining so we won't get much done in the garden today," he said as filled the kettle. "No swimming in the sea either," said Garrett. "Are we still going to the garden centre? I'd quite like to visit a sportswear shop if there is one nearby." "Yes, we can still go to town and you can get whatever you want to buy while we're there," replied Matt. "Do you have enough money?" "Yes, I've got savings and Mum has set up a standing order so that I get a tenner a week pocket money," Garrett explained. "A tenner? My first weekly wage was less than that," responded Matt. Garrett laughed. "Yes, things were a lot different in the olden days." "Cheeky monkey!" Matt smiled. "Do you want some toast?" *** "We might get some more plants another time but this will get us started." Matt put the last of the stuff they'd bought at the garden centre into the car boot. "A sports shop is next on the agenda. What are you after?" "Em...another pair of shorts," replied Garrett. What he really wanted was a jockstrap to tease his grandfather. "Okay. I'll browse in the bookstore while you do your shopping. Come and find me when you're finished," said Matt. Garrett did better than he had expected and left the shop with a jockstrap and a pair of white, very short, gym-shorts. "These will turn Grandpa on," he said to himself. On the drive home, Garrett asked about his grandfather's job in the navy. "Can't you guess?" Matt said. "You're a big man so maybe a stoker?" Garrett suggested. Matt laughed. "No. I worked in the kitchens. I was part of a big team but I learned a lot about mass catering and got myself a professional qualification. That made it easy to get a catering job on cruise ships when I left the navy." "No wonder you're a good cook!" smiled Garrett. "I guess Charlie worked in the kitchens too." "He did but after he met Frank at a club in London, he gave up the sea and worked in hotels," said Matt. "Frank taught music and played in an orchestra so his life was in London. They moved down here to the coast after Charlie retired." "I've no idea what I want to do when I leave school," said Garrett. "What's your favourite subject?" Matt asked. Garrett thought for a moment. "Definitely English. I enjoy reading, writing stories and I had great fun acting in the school play last Christmas." "Your Mum told about that. Said you had one of the leading roles, despite being one of the youngest on stage," said Matt. "Yeah, I was surprised to get the chance to do that but I loved it," smiled Garrett. "Maybe I will become an actor." "I'll definitely come and see you when you next appear on stage, even if it's just another school play," said Matt. "That would be great," Garrett responded. It was still raining when they returned home but it was warm indoors so Garrett announced that he was going to change into his new shorts. "Wow!" Matt's eyes opened wide when he saw how short Garrett's new shorts were. The leg openings were virtually in line with the crotch, leaving almost all of his thighs on display. "They are short!" Garrett smiled. "I thought I could wear them going to the beach and when I'm in the garden. Do you like them?" Matt was still staring at them but he finally raised his eye level and said, "I suppose they are okay for the beach and the garden. Not for going to town." "I bought something else. Would you like to see?" Garrett asked. "Yes, go on," replied Matt. To Matt's surprise, Garrett pushed his shorts down to reveal his jockstrap. He was erect so there was a decent-sized bulge at the front. Then with his shorts around his ankles, Garrett turned around to show off his bum framed by the straps at the sides. "Nice, eh?" "Um, yeah...very nice," croaked Matt. He was adjusting his growing erection when Garrett looked over his shoulder and winked at him. "You like my bum, don't you, Grandpa?" Garrett suggested. "Do you think I'm sexy?" "Yes, you're sexy. You will make someone very happy when you're older." Matt stood up and walked to the kitchen, away from temptation. "Do you want to help me make lunch?" Garrett was frustrated that his grandfather seemed totally unwilling to do anything sexual with him but he didn't know what else he could do. He moaned, said, "Okay, Grandpa" and pulled up his shorts. "The rain has stopped but the ground is still very wet. We'll have to leave digging the pond for another day," Matt said after lunch. "I think I'll read my book." "I'll go for a walk," Garrett replied, picking up his phone. "In those shorts?" asked Matt. Garrett nodded. "Yeah. There's nobody about outside so there's no point in changing." He went outside and headed uphill as he wanted to see if he could get a mobile phone signal. He had no success so he decided to visit the small shop in the village. There was nobody inside the shop apart from an elderly woman behind the counter. He had a look around and bought some chocolate before leaving to visit the harbour. He was sitting on a wall looking at the boats when a voice behind him said, "I haven't seen you here before." Garrett turned his head to find a massively-built man towering over him. He wasn't very tall at 175 cm (5ft 9in) but he was broad, with very muscular arms, a huge well-developed chest and a very thick neck. He wore jeans but was topless. Despite his smile, Garrett found him a bit scary. "Erm, no. I only arrived a few days ago. I'm staying with my grandfather - Mr Waring," he said. The man looked Garrett up and down. "You're certainly a pretty young thing." Garrett wasn't sure how to respond but mumbled "thanks". "Would you like to come out for a trip on my boat?" the man asked. Garrett gulped and then stood up. "I can't today. I need to go home now." He started walking back towards the house. There was a wolf whistle, followed by, "You can find me here most afternoons. I'll be happy to take you out for a trip!" Garrett turned around and gave him a thumbs-up because he didn't want to appear rude and then hurried home. "Did you find anything interesting?" Matt asked when Garrett flopped down on the sofa. "Not really," Garrett replied. Then he smiled and added, "A man down by the harbour found me interesting though. He called me pretty and invited me to go for a trip out on his boat." Matt frowned. "What did he look like?" "Like a bodybuilder," replied Garrett. "He would be in his forties." "That will be Jimmy. Stay away from him," said Matt. "But he thought I was sexy. He gave me a wolf-whistle," Garrett responded. "I need to find someone to have sex with this summer." Matt sighed. "Please don't go with him. If you're going to have sex, it's got to be someone you can trust, someone who will be gentle and understanding when it's your first time." "I trust you, Grandpa, and you think I'm sexy. You told me earlier," said Garrett. "You're my grandson. It wouldn't be right," Matt said. Garrett leaned forward. "There is no one else in this village, is there? I think you're sexy and I trust you completely. You're the perfect person." Matt opened his mouth to speak but Garrett went on. "Nobody else will know, will they? I certainly wouldn't tell anyone. Please think about it at least." Matt was silent for some minutes then he sighed. "Okay, I'll think about it but promise me you'll keep away from Jimmy." "I promise," Garrett said with a smile. "Right. Now give me a few days," said Matt. Garrett had been about to strip down to his jockstrap and remind his grandfather what he was offering but then thought that it would be better not to pressurise him into making a decision. "Okay, Grandpa. I will stay quiet about sex for now." "Good boy," smiled Matt. *** The pair were kept busy digging the pond the next day. They were able to start filling it with water by late afternoon and headed to the beach for a swim to clean up and relax before dinner. They were sunbathing afterwards when Garrett grabbed his phone and took a few photos of his grandfather. "You're looking great today, Grandpa. Would you like to take some photos of me? I'll send the best ones of us to Mum." Matt couldn't object to photos for Garrett's mother so he took the photos. Garrett was annoyed that he couldn't send photos of himself in speedos to his grandfather but thought he may be able to get a few printed out when they were next in town. He'd have to wait until then before emailing his mother. Garrett didn't hide the fact that he had an erection when he was looking at the photos of his grandfather on his phone. He reckoned this was merely letting the man know that he was horny. "Someone's coming so hide that boner," Matt said a few minutes later. Garrett looked and saw that an elderly woman was smiling and walking towards them. He cursed silently because he knew he would be introduced to her and then quickly pulled his shorts on to try and hide his erection. Matt stood up to shake the woman's hand. "How are you doing, Betty? This is my grandson, Garrett. He's staying with me for a few weeks." "What a handsome young man! He clearly takes after his mother," Betty said with a smile. Garrett held out his hand. "I'm pleased to meet you, Mrs..." "Call me Betty...or Aunt Betty like your mum did when she was young," said the woman. "Okay, Aunt Betty," smiled Garrett. Betty turned back to Matt. "I'm sorry to bother you but I wondered if you could spare a couple of tomatoes. My nephew is coming for tea and the shop has none left." "Of course, Betty. Garrett and I were just about to return home anyway," replied Matt. "We have been building a pond and need to check on the water level." "It must be nice for you having company," Betty began. She chatted non-stop until they reached Matt's back garden. Garrett rushed to see how the pond was doing. "A few more inches yet," said Matt before taking Betty into the greenhouse. He picked four tomatoes then offered her a cucumber, lettuce, rocket and radishes. Garrett fetched a bag from the kitchen so that Betty could take everything home. "Nice woman," Matt told Garrett as they watched Betty leave. "Always brings me a present back when she visits her nephew in Exeter. He's a teacher." "If he is visiting her on his own, does that mean he is gay?" Garrett asked. Matt laughed. "No. It just means that he isn't bringing someone with him. I seem to remember Betty mentioning a girlfriend so don't go looking for him." "Okay." Garrett smiled. "Can we put the plants in the pond now? I really want to see the water lilies floating in the centre." Matt nodded. "We start with the plants around the edges. You can help me." *** The pair worked in the garden the following day. Garrett helped with weeding and dead-heading roses, and occasionally pinched a strawberry. He liked working in shorts and listening to his grandfather's tales of life at sea when he was younger. He would liked to have heard more about what he got up to with other men but Matt wouldn't go into detail. They went swimming after they were done in the garden and then lay sunbathing. "Can I ask you something about sex, Grandpa?" Garrett asked. "I suppose so," Matt replied cautiously. "When you had sex with other men, were you a top or a bottom?" Garrett asked. Matt gasped at the question but Garrett went on before he could reply. "Whenever I read a story, I always imagine myself as the bottom. I want to suck cock and be fucked." "How can you know you would enjoy being...fucked?" asked Matt. "Well, I don't know for sure until I've tried it obviously but I sometimes stick a finger up my hole when I'm wanking," replied Garrett. "I've also experimented with a small carrot and it felt good." "I see," said Matt. "So, are you a top or a bottom?" Garrett pressed for an answer. Matt cleared his throat. "When Charlie and I were together, we did everything...we were versatile. As I got older, I found I preferred being a top." "And Charlie...is he still versatile?" Garrett asked. "Matt! That's very personal. You would have to ask him," said Matt. Garrett rolled onto his front. "Do you think I have a nice bum?" Matt automatically looked and then turned away. "I don't think that's an appropriate question." Garrett touched his grandfather's arm. "But just between the two of us, is it the sort of bum you would like to fuck?" Matt sighed. "If you weren't my grandson, then definitely. Satisfied?" Garrett smiled. "Not until I have sex with a man...hopefully you." Matt groaned and stood up. "I'm going home." Garrett managed to keep off the topic of sex for the rest of the day. However he teased his grandfather again before bedtime. After his shower, he returned to the living room to give him a kiss and `accidentally' dropped the towel he had around his waist. "Oops! No point in covering up now that you've seen everything," he said before leaning down to kiss Matt. Matt's eyes had gone straight to Garrett's semi-hard cock but he returned the kiss before smiling and saying, "You're a naughty boy. That was no accident." Garrett grinned and swivelled round to display his bum. "Then maybe you should spank me." "Maybe I should." Matt was still smiling. "Go on then." Garrett pushed Matt back in the chair and lowered himself over his grandfather's lap. "Spank my bum." Matt stared at the smooth, beautifully shaped twin globes. They were slightly paler than the surrounding skin and his right hand was drawn to it. Garrett bit his lip to stay silent as he felt the hand slowly caress his butt cheeks and felt his cock stiffen. The caressing continued for a few minutes and then Matt delivered a fairly gentle spank and said, "No. This is wrong. Get off me." "But..." Garrett realised this wasn't the time to argue. He stood up and faced his grandfather with a now rock-hard erection. "It felt good to me, Grandpa," he said softly. "Sorry, Garrett, but I can't. Go to bed," said Matt. "I'll give you more time to think about. Goodnight, Grandpa." Garrett picked his towel up from the floor and went upstairs to bed. Garrett was sure that his grandfather would agree to sex with him given time and had a quick wank before going to sleep. Downstairs Matt's mind was in a turmoil. He remembered how stiff he became when he was carressing his grandson's beautiful butt. He thought about the boy's perfect lips and how stiff the boy's cock had been. "Garrett obviously wants sex but is he ready for it? Might he seek out Jimmy if I refuse him? And if I did agree to sex, would he keep it a secret? I don't want to lose my daughter or to end up in jail," he said to himself. To be continued