Date: Mon, 22 Apr 2024 12:49:34 -0700 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: Grandpa Was Everything 2 (Gay / Incest, oral anal, b/M/m) Incest, oral anal, b/M/m This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between consenting a young male and an adult male. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available. Copyright 2024 Jan, all rights reserved. You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Grandpa Was Everything 2 By Wolf My grandfather introduced me to mutual masturbation and oral sex when I was a lad of ten. When I stayed at his home. His home was in Manchester England where I grew up. Was in the Trafford area of the city, a middle-class suburb but not too posh. He was the first to introduce me to male-to-male sex. A year later I was 11-years-old when Grandpa introduced me to his mate. I was a skinny pale kid named Alan, brown hair, and green eyes. Like most eleven-year-olds my body was hairless, and had a small immature willy (maybe three/four inches when hard). I had been enjoying all the secret new fun with grandad Albert and couldn't wait to spend as much time with him as possible. I was aware that I preferred the company of older gray-haired men. I was still spending my weekends with grandad after soccer training and sometimes I would spend the night when my parents had other engagements. Grandad had a friend that used to sometimes come from London to visit him in Manchester. They used to work together for many years at the same bank. He was maybe a couple years younger than Grandad (62/63) his name was Jack. He had a lot of salt and pepper hair, was six-foot tall and had hairy arms and chest hair. I was attracted to him as soon as I met him. Jack didn't pay much attention to me during his visits. So, I just assumed he wasn't interested in kids and was quiet or even a little moody. One weekend when I was staying with Grandad he too was staying for the weekend. I had my own bedroom that was decorated with posters of my favorite soccer players at the time on the walls. As usual I went to bed quite early around 8:00 pm and Grandad and Jack stayed downstairs enjoying cigars, drinks, and each other's company. It must have been the middle of the night when I woke up in a startled state. My pajama bottoms and briefs were being slipped down to my ankles, and I realized that Jack was on the bed beside me! I was lying on my side and he was pressed up behind me. He was kissing my neck and licking my ear. I can still remember the smell of cigars and whiskey from his breath while he was kissing me. For some reason, it was a big turn on. As I was becoming awake, Jack realized I was awake, he told me to be quiet and enjoy it. I also realized that my boy willy was rock hard with the attention. Jack was also completely nude. I could feel the hair from his chest and arms against my soft skin and was loving the sensation. He was using his hands all over and kneading my body, causing me to moan with excitement. He told me I had to be quiet and put his finger in my mouth. He continued to kiss my ear and neck while I sucked his finger. I could feel his hard cock against my legs and ass. With his other hand he expertly worked my willy until I eventually produced a small bit of youthful precum. He gathered it on his finger and stuck his finger into my mouth to give it to me to taste. He then told me not to mention any of this and to go to sleep. We slept in the same position and when I woke in the morning he was gone from the bed. At first, I wasn't sure if I had dreamt the whole thing but when I realized my undies and pajamas were still pulled down, I knew I hadn't. I was a little embarrassed having breakfast with Grandad and Jack but they were acting normal and remembered Jack saying not to mention anything so I decided I better not. Later that day I went to soccer practice as usual. I was a little distracted and my willy got hard quite a few times thinking about what happened. When I finished training, Jack was there to greet me and not my Grandad. He said my Grandad had to run some errands. I was quite excited but a little nervous to see him. We talked very little in the car ride home. We stopped for some food in a rest area on the way and as usual I ordered a burger with a large coke and Jack ordered the same. Before getting in the car, he said he needed to use the toilet first and suggested I do the same. We entered the adjacent rest room that was an old facility and stank of urine. There was nobody else in there as we entered. I was still wearing my soccer kit. Jack suggested I might be more comfortable using the stall instead of the urinals. I agreed and he joined me in the stall. After drinking the coke, I needed to relieve myself, I immediately took out my willy and started to pee a little. Jack opened the fly in his slacks too and started to go. We playfully crossed streams and he even peed a little on my leg! I found this very exciting for some reason. He had a lovely uncircumcised cock maybe six-inches long. When we finished peeing, my soccer shorts were still down by my ankles, and my boy willy was at attention up like a little nail. Suddenly Jack dropped his slacks. His now hard cock was sticking through the fly of his white briefs that had a yellow stain on the front of them. He pulled back the skin and seductively moved it towards my face. I instinctively wanted to suck his cock, and he guided my lips to his shaft. I loved the salty taste of his cock, and my nose was pressed against the intoxicating smelly piss stain of the briefs. I sucked his cock and after only a few minutes he rewarded me with his old man seed down my throat. He took his cock out and then told me to lick the remaining cum from the shaft, which I happily did. We left the stall quietly and as we were leaving there were two men in the restroom who winked at me. (I later discovered this was a popular cruising spot that I would visit). Jack was a man of few words and on the way home the only thing he said was that we had to keep this our secret. It was all a bit confusing but I liked him and agreed it was best not to say anything. When we arrived home, Grandad was already home watching some tv. As was usual, we watched some Telly and relaxed for the evening. Jack was there too but nothing was mentioned between the three of us. Later that night, Grandad cooked dinner for the three of us and I went to bed shortly afterwards while they smoked cigars and drank some whiskeys. It took me a while to get to sleep thinking about the events of the last day, and but I eventually did. I woke again a few hours later and my pajamas and briefs were again down against my ankles. I realized Jack was back in my bed rubbing and kissing me everywhere. My boy willy was rock hard immediately. I was so turned on by the attention from Jack and his cock was pressing against my bum-hole while he kissed me. He told me "Your Grandad was right, you're a hot little nipper." We continued this way for some time all the while I was moaning with pleasure and him telling me I was a boy whore and pussy boy. This got me so excited. After ten minutes or so he produced a small brown bottle (I later discovered it was poppers) and told me to sniff it. I was in ecstasy, his hands all over my body and enjoying his manly aroma as he kissed me. I soon realized what he was planning next as his cockhead squeezed against my boy hole with a little of his saliva. It hurt at first but slowly he got all the way in and fucked me slowly for a half hour or so and then came inside me. I was spent and my little cock was so hard. He wanked me off and then we fell asleep in pretty much the same position. When I woke in the morning he was gone. I could feel his dried cum on my bum and legs and was again excited and embarrassed. When I went downstairs, Grandad was there with breakfast prepared. He explained Jack had already left to go back home, but he smiled at me and asked if I had a good weekend. We never talked about what happened directly but I'm sure he knew. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to pomowolf74@gmail.com If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available.