Date: Mon, 22 Oct 2007 11:11:13 -0700 From: Wolf pomo Subject: Grandpa's Boys (gay / incest, b/M, b/MM) DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy's discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between an underage boy and adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic deceitful the please leave now. If you enjoy the story or if it evokes memories of your own, please let me know. I am happy to write stories from outlines. Copyright 2007 Wolf, All Rights Reserved. You may contact me at whitewold999@icqmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Grandpa's Boys By Wolf Johnny always loved to visit his grandpa because he would always have things to do. They would make model cars together. His grandpa would teach him how to tie dry flies and even wrapped bamboo fishing poles together. They spent hours standing in the cold water of a nearby river fly fishing together. Many a time his father joined them. Grandpa lived alone. Johnny found out that his grandfather and grandmother had divorced years ago. She had moved back to New England and remarried. She apparently didn't like the open spaces of Montana. She didn't like living on a ranch where the nearest neighbor was five miles away. It was natural that the males developed hobbies like fishing and hunting. Every pickup truck had a gun rack in the rear window and fishing tackle under the seat. When Johnny reached the age of nine and he was spending the weekend with his grandpa they had always slept in the same bed. This night as they lay next to each other Johnny was resting his head on his grandpa's left arm. He could smell the aroma of his underarm and he felt warm and comfortable with his grandpa's left hand resting on his chest. The men in his family were tall and rangy men. Grandpa was about six-foot two and his waist was about 34 inches so Johnny fit right between his arm and his feet hardly reached his grandpa's thigh. This night grandpa reached over his body and slipped his right hand inside Johnny's pajama bottoms and felt the boy's little pecker and scrotum. It got as stiff as a little rod when the old man ran the palm of his hand over it. Johnny lay there and allowed him to take hold of his pecker with his thumb and forefinger so that he could pull on it like he was milking the tit of a goat. For Johnny it felt like nothing he had ever felt before. His grandpa played with Johnny's pecker for a long time before he pulled his hand out of the pajamas and took hold of Johnny's right hand and placed it on the front of his own pajamas. When he reached back into Johnny's pajamas Johnny understood what he wanted him to do so he reached inside the fly of his grandpa's pajamas and found his cock. It felt so warm in his hand. He was also impressed with the size of his grandpa's cock. As Johnny wrapped his hand around the shaft of his grandpa's cock he could barley touch the tips of his fingers to his thumb. He felt the shape of the shaft and it was as stiff as a thick rubber hose with a loose warm skin covering it. He found that he could slide his hand up over the knob and then pull the skin down until the knob was fully exposed. The two of them spent a long time milking each other. Johnny watched as his grandpa removed his hand from his pecker and reach for some Kleenex tissues and held them over the knob of his cock while Johnny continued milking him until Johnny felt a warm slippery liquid make the tissues wet. When grandpa finished he tossed the tissue into a trash can by the bed. He kissed Johnny and covered his cock with the pajamas. Grandpa was ready to sleep but Johnny had a lot to think about. Johnny lay there in the crook of his grandpa's arm he placed his right hand close to his nose so that he could smell his fingers. He could smell the odor of his grandpa's warm flesh and the odor of his cum on his fingers. As he fell asleep he could not help think about how good it felt to have his grandpa play with his cock. The next day when his father came by to take him home he didn't tell his father what grandpa had taught him. Like most boys his age Johnny had one friend that he was closest too. His name was Roy. He was only a few weeks younger than him and he lived on the ranch next to theirs but their ranch houses were more than a quarter mile from each other. They spent almost an hour every morning traveling to and from school. They played together almost every day. The first time they were romping around in the barn on Roy's ranch after grandpa had taught Johnny how to masturbate Johnny wrestled Roy down on hay bales and reached inside Roy's jeans and played with his cock. When Roy didn't object he pulled down his own jeans and the two of them milked each other's peckers. They spend some time jacking each other off but they were too young to cum. The next time Johnny spent a weekend with his grandpa and it was bedtime grandpa suggested that they not bother putting on their pajamas. This time when they settled down on the bed grandpa leaned over and took his little pecker into his mouth. Johnny had never felt anything like that before. He watched as his grandpa sucking his pecker and he rested his hand on top of grandpa's head. Grandpa sucked the boy until Johnny showed signs of distress because it was becoming painful to have his cock sucked so long. Grandpa lay on his back and held his own cock up and skinned the foreskin back to make it hard. Johnny got on his knees and knelt beside his grandpa and took hold of the cock. He opened his mouth and covered the knob with his mouth. That was all he could get in his mouth. So he wrapped both hands around the shaft and jacked him off while he sucked on the knob. He could not resist trying to stick his tongue into the hole on top of the knob. Grandpa felt the stab of pain as the tongue spread the hole in the knob. Just the same he could not prevent himself from squirting cum into Johnny's mouth. Johnny had not expected what happened and he pulled his mouth back as the second gob of hot liquid squirted him right in the eye. It blinded him until he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. He felt the third squirt splash against his cheek at the same time he tasted the liquid. He was surprised by how little taste there was. Grandpa assured him that he would learn to swallow his cum. Johnny sucked his grandpa several times that weekend. He had swallowed every mouthful after the first time. Johnny was quick to teach Roy his new skill. At the same time Johnny was jacking off four or five times a day. It was only a mater of time before his mother caught him jacking off. When his mother walked in on him lying on his bed jacking off she screamed at him. She accused him of being a dirty little pervert. She spanked him and told him that only dirty boys played with their penis. He promised her that he would not do that again. She caught him several times jacking off over the next few months. She even tried to make him confess his sins to the preacher of their none- denominational church. He refused to tell the preacher what he had done and had to endure listing to the preacher tell him about the sins of the flesh being the path to hell. His mother gave up trying to punish him. She hardly ever talked to him after that. She was convinced he was going to hell. One time when his mother had to travel up state to help her own mother after an operation Johnny felt relatively safe one night because only his father was home. He was lying on top of his bed jacking off when his bedroom door opened. His father was standing in the doorway. His father was even taller than grandpa. He was six-foot six and much more physically fit than grandfather. He was standing there in his pajamas with his hands on his hips. Johnny tried to cover his naked body but it was too late. He cringed in fear as his father crossed the room. He felt sure he was about to get punished more severely than his mother had ever punished him. As his father approached the bed he pulled his own long dick out of his pajamas. Johnny guessed that it was even longer than grandpa's. As his father stood beside the bed with his cock in hand Johnny leaned over and took the knob into his mouth without being asked. He sucked on it like grandpa had taught him. After his father filled his mouth with cum his father sat on the bed to talk to him. His father said, "I knew gramps was teaching you about sex just like he did me. Women don't understand the way men need sex. Your mother would never understand how we need sex so much. She thinks the only time men should have sex is to have babies." The next time day they headed for grandpas. The three of them went fishing. They indulged their desires for sex by sucking cocks and Johnny watched as his grandpa fucked his father's asshole while they were resting on the bank of the river. The two of them assured Johnny that it would take some time before they could stretch his asshole enough to be able to fuck him. In an effort to get used to being fucked Johnny started presenting his ass to Roy to fuck him with his little cock. Roy also allowed Johnny to fuck him too. Johnny was about eleven and a half the first time he produced a few drops of pre-cum when his beloved grandpa was sucking him. Over the next six months Johnny and Roy were jacking each other off, sucking cocks and fucking ass while they increased the amount of cum they produced. The day came when grandpa and father took Johnny to bed and they greased up Johnny's asshole. Grandpa was the first to kneel between the boy's legs and insert his cock into his ass. His father straddled his head and stuck his cock in Johnny's mouth. Johnny sucked hard while he felt his grandpa sticking his cock into his asshole. After grandpa climaxed in Johnny's ass, his father sucked Johnny's cock before he fucked his asshole. By that time Johnny and Roy were old enough to join the Boy Scouts. When they went hiking and camping they always shared a two man tent together. They didn't tell anyone about their relationship. They were quiet when they shared one sleeping bag and took turned fucking each other. Of course the Scoutmaster eventually suspected there was more than just boyhood friendship going on between them. On one camping trip after the boys were supposed to be asleep he got up and walked through the camp sight making sure the boys were asleep and not having breathing problems. As he passed close to Roy and Johnny's tent he heard the rustling of the sleeping bag. He paused long enough to find out what they were doing. It was too dark to see into the tent but he heard Johnny quietly pleading with Roy to fuck faster and harder. He didn't want to make as fuss so he returned to his tent where he masturbated until he climaxed on the floor of his tent. When the camping tip came to an end and they returned to the Scout house he offered to drive the boy's home. The Scout hut was a log cabin built on the edge of town by the locals. The Troop had to clean up their gear and stow it in the store room before they could go home. Most of the boys lived near town and could walk home. The four other boys that lived on ranches like Roy and Johnny would normally call home and their parents would pick them up. This time the Scoutmaster loaded all of them in his crew-cab pickup to take them home. Johnny and Roy did not notice that he deliberately went out of his way to drop off the other four boys first. After the last boy was dropped off and they had said his good byes the Scoutmaster confronted them about what he had heard. Roy feared they were in trouble but Johnny had enough experience to suspect the Scoutmaster had deliberately arranged for them to be alone because he wanted something. The Scoutmaster assured them, "You are not in trouble. I like to have to have sex with other men and boys too." Johnny was sitting next to him and simply placed his hand on the lap of the Scoutmaster's uniform. The Scoutmaster didn't say anything but the next brake in the wind row of trees alongside of the road he pulled off and parked behind the trees. When he turned off the engine he moved the bench seat back as far as it would go. He proceeded to unzip the fly of his pants and fish out his cock. Johnny was the one to suggest that the man move to the middle of the bench seat so that they would be on either side of him. The boys pulled down their pants so that he could play with their cocks and assholes while Johnny sucked his cock. Johnny found that the Scoutmaster's cock was not much bigger than his but it was fatter. This was also the first time he ever got a good look at a cock that was circumcised. He had learned how to deep throat a cock so he gave the Scoutmaster the best blowjob the Scoutmaster had ever gotten from a Scout. Before the Scoutmaster climaxed he wanted to fuck them. Johnny was the first to kneel over the back of the seat for the man to fuck him. After he filled Johnny's ass with cum he knew he could not do it again so quickly so he just sucked Roy off before taking them home. Johnny was quick to tell his father and grandpa about the Scoutmaster. It was grandpa's idea to invite the Scoutmaster on one of their fishing trips. Johnny and Roy also found out that there were a number of other Scouts that enjoyed having sex with the Scoutmaster. 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 whitewold999@icqmail.com