Date: Sun, 18 Oct 2020 13:31:49 -0700 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: Granddad, Dad, and Me (Gay/Incest oral, anal, b/MM) Incest oral, anal, b/MM This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between consenting underage boy and adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Granddad, Dad, and Me By Wolf It started when my father caught me spying on my grandfather in the bathtub. Back then my grandfather bathed in a tin bathtub in front of the kitchen fireplace. He had been invited to stay with us for a few weeks during the school Holiday season. My mother was in the hospital for a gallbladder operation and wouldn't be coming home soon. Dad needed a hand looking after me while he worked, so, grandfather came down to stay with us. I was the apple of my grandfather's eye. He was lefthanded and so was I, but none of grandfather's children or other the grandchildren took after him. I'd always liked him too, so it was great that he was coming to stay, he wasn't a big man, only around five-feet nine-inches tall but had broad shoulders and thick hairy arms, he'd spent his life as a brick mason and back in those days he made them by hand and fired in a kilim. He was strong enough to brake bricks by hand. It is hard backbreaking work and he was the kind of man that didn't put up nonsense. He had an air of authority about him that garnered respect. When he arrived back in 1959, he pretty much- assumed authority of the household. Our home was quite small and only had two bedrooms. In my mother's absence, grandpa slept with my father in his bed and I slept in my own bed at least until Mom returned. One day dad had gone to work and I'd spent the day with grandad, showing him where I went to school and the fields were, I played with my mates, we had a midday meal out and got back home around 4:30 pm. So, grandad fixed us some sandwiches and a pot of tea. After that, he said my dad would be home soon and he was going to take a bath. I'd always had a strange erotic down in my groin feeling for him and I was ten-years- old and puberty were running rampant in my veins. I'd only seen grandad in his vest and trousers, his thick hairy chest protruding over the top of his shirt and his arms all thick and hairy. I wanted to see more, but I didn't know why but I did. So, there I was peeping through the gap between the door and the door frame. I was mesmerized and wanted to see more. I could see his back all hairy mostly grey but with some of his natural dark brown was still on his lower back. I was willing him to stand up when my dad grabbed me by the scruff of my neck with a "what do you think you're up to boy?" My first thought was: "Where the hell did, he come from!" The words were ringing in my ears and he marched me into his bedroom and pulled my shorts down, he lifted my T-shirt up to the top of my body. I heard his belt snap out of the loops in his trousers, I'd heard that many times before. He shoved me face down onto the bed and WHACK. WHACK. WHACK. Landed on my creamy-white bum. I had to give it to him he was an artist with his belt another two whacks and just as I braced for the sixth one to rain down on me, I heard "What do you think you're up to son" I was confused, but it was my grandad who was shouting at my dad, I stood up to see and my dad was standing there with his trousers around his ankle and his belt in his hand, my grandfather stood there with a towel in his left hand, which he threw onto the bed. He was standing there in all his stark- naked hairy glory! (Yes, there really must be a god.) Then a totally unexpected thing happened, Grandpa, snatched the belt from Father's hand and pulled down his underwear! He commanded: "Bend over boy, you know the drill!!" My dad looked at him, almost pleading with his eyes his cock and balls as free as grandad but just not quite as big. "BEND OVER" yelled grandad and my dad complied With everything going on I hadn't noticed that my cock was pointing skywards. Grandad swung the belt and I knew he was no stranger to the action, six strikes and every one of them on exactly the same line, it's at this point that I noticed I wasn't the only one with a boner. My grandad had a good 7-inch boner sticking straight out like the barrel of a large- bore gun. Once again, the belt drove home onto my dad's bare bum then another three. "Right onto your knees boy!" my grandad ordered. My dad knelt next to me, so I stood up. "Listen Son, your boy is just curious and wanted to see his grandad in the all-together, so, let's not punish him for being curious." Grandad still had that hard-on and I looked down and so did I then I saw that dad did one too. "Come on son get sucking and let's show you boy how things are done!" Dad opened his mouth and grandad stepped forwards and speared his mouth with that lovely 7- inch cock. Whilst I grasped my own cock which could explode at any second. Grandad beckoned me forwards and wrapped his big calloused hand around my 4-inch boy cock and I reached up and placed my hand on his big hairy chest. Grandad pulled his cock out of dad's mouth and placed my Dad's cock into my mouth. This was my first blowjob and it's from my dad. It didn't last long until I squirted my drop of thin white cum into Dad's mouth. Afterword's, I got on my knees and took Grandad's cock in my mouth and did to him what Dad had done to me. I couldn't get it all in my mouth but it didn't stop me trying. Dad had stood up and was kissing and fondling Grandad's chest. His 6-inch cock was there right next to my head. It wasn't longer than grandad's, but it sure was thicker and I was switching from one to the other. I'd just got Grandads cock in my mouth when he grabbed my head in his big hands and started working his cock in and out getting faster and deeper, he was into my throat then pulling right back then back into my throat Dad was wanking himself with one hand and caressing grandad's bum with the other. Grandad's cock swelled up and his moans got deeper, as Dad's hand was masturbating himself faster. Grandad pulled my head onto his cock and started to shoot cum into my throat. Dad threw his head back as he stood next to me and covered my face with cum. It was at this point that I realized that I couldn't breathe. Grandad was still cumming down my throat and dad's cock had gone limp and was dripping the last drops of his cum on my forehead. Finally, grandad finished and pulled back, I could breathe again. Grandad helped me to my feet and dropped to his knees taking my cock hard-on gain in his mouth and gave me a blowjob, I'll never forget but there was no cum in me to pass on but I knew that someday I be able to feed them meltable times. We stood there naked, all three of us panting until Grandad said: "From now on we all sleep together in the same bed and later young man I'm going to fuck that tight little arse of yours, before your dad, gets in there. He held my head, looked straight into my eyes and said: "Welcome to the family boy, me and your dad have been screwing each other since he was 9 and his grandad was the first to fuck him so you're mine tonight" Later that night I was his, he did fuck me, very tenderly and carefully, and even though it hurt I loved it. He stayed with us for six months until my Mum came out of the hospital and recovered. When she came home Granddad moved into my room and I went to sleep with his cock n my mouth or ass every night. There eventually came the time when Mum recovered and Granddad returned home. During those six months he used a belt on both me and Dad, and just like Dad I came to enjoy it, because I knew what the next thing on my cheeks would be. After Grandad went home dad strapped me and fucked me a lot. He sent me to spend the school holidays with Grandad the next year and what a lovely six months that was and I got used to not being able to breath whilst Grandad had a climax in my throat, I learned to hold my breath for over two minutes so that I could accommodate him when he shot his cum. Grandad died when I was 14 years old and I was lost, distraught. and destroyed by his passing. Dad tried very hard to comfort me but nothing was ever the same again. 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