Date: Sat, 11 Apr 2009 19:17:21 -0300
From: Matt Swimmers <subboyns@gmail.com>
Subject: My Two Grandfathers

Hey guys, sorry it's been so long since I've posted a new story. Been a
little busy here lately, but hopefully it was worth the wait! As usual, I
love to hear from you guys, so e-mail me at subboyns@gmail.com with any
questions, complaints, comments or dirty pictures :D

I don't know if I'll do a second part to this one or not, kind of have some
ideas floating around in my head but I kind of like where this one ends.
We'll see what happens.

The usual disclaimers apply, if you're not old enough to be reading this,
or if consensual sex between men offends you, please don't read on!


 	So here I was, 25 years old and I'd hit some hard times. My work
was cutting back it's hours and I figured it was time to get back to school
anyways, so I needed out of my apartment to save some cash. My parents had
moved out of the province a few years back, so my only family nearby were
my two grandfathers, Ed and Allan.
	Both of them were pretty cool guys actually, they'd both moved in
together a few years back when both of their wives left them for other
men. So the two of them went out and got an apartment together, and it
worked so well they ended up getting a house after a year.
	Ever since I hit puberty and realized I was attracted to guys,
they'd both been high on my list of hunks. Ed was tall and beefy, his salt
and pepper hair still full, and the goatee matched. Al was as tall, with
grey hair and a beard, and a little on the heavier side. Still, the two of
them were fucking hot in my eyes.
	 I wasn't sure if they would let me move in or not, so I asked them
both out to dinner one night. As it turned out, they were more than happy
to have me move in.
	"We just renovated the basement." Ed said over his steak. "And we
were going to rent it out, but if you need it son, it's yours."
	"Sure thing." Al agreed. "I can even start moving you tonight if
you want."
	"Gee, thanks guys." I said. "I wasn't too sure if you'd be keen on
it or not." My eyes started to get misty, all that stress and worry off of
my mind.
	"Now don't cry son, it won't be that bad." Al laughed.
	"And of course we're happy to have you. You'll have to help us out
around the house though." Ed said.
	"Yeah, and no late night parties, those are my job." Al laughed.
	"Oh no problem guys." I promised.
	Within the week I had started to move my stuff. Al had a truck
which carried most of my stuff in one load.
	"Don't you have any furniture or anything?" Ed asked as we loaded
up the mattress. "Not a couch or anything?"
	"Nope. The room mates had all that. I just had the bed and my
clothes."
	"Well we'll have to get you something for your living room." Al
said from the other side of the truck.
	"You guys don't have to do that. I've got all I need."
	"Don't worry about it Michael, we'll take care of it. Besides, Al
and I put in a living room down there for a reason."
	"We already discussed it and we're going to get you some things. We
can't have you living in squalor."
	"Well I'll pay you back once I'm out of school."
	"Don't worry. Pay us back with chores." Ed clapped me on the
back. "Oh I was talking to your dad today..."
	"Oh shit, what did he have to say?" I hadn't told dad yet because I
knew what it would come to. Dad was a successful lawyer and had always
looked down on me for not aspiring to his career.
	"Nothing you want to hear Michael." He said. "I'm sure you can
guess most of it though. I'm sorry. I thought I raised him better than
that."
	"No big deal." I said, grabbing another box to load into the truck.
	"You can say that all you want son, but I know how you must
feel. My dad was the same way." He sighed. "Guess it skips a generation."
	"Well if he cared that much he would be the one offering me a place
to stay and buying me furniture." I said. "You guys were always there for
me more when I was a kid anyway. It seems fitting I'm coming back now."
	It was true, especially with Ed. When I was growing up he had been
around to look after me much more than Mom or Dad had been, both of them so
busy with their jobs. Allan had been there too later on, but my earliest
memories are all of Ed.
	"Well if you ever need to talk, we're here for you son."
	"Thanks."

	By suppertime the next day, all of my stuff was unpacked and in
place. The apartment they had was fantastic, much bigger than I had
imagined. It was the entire downstairs, a large den with a bedroom and
bathroom off to the side, and a small kitchen area. The bathroom even had a
jacuzzi tub in it.
	"Big enough for two if you bring any ladies home." Al winked as I
gaped at it.
	"You're filthy." Ed said, carrying a box past him.
	"You said it when we picked it out." Al shouted after him.
	We all went upstairs and Ed was making us some burgers on the
barbeque. We all had some beer with dinner out on the patio and I admired
the backyard.
	"This place really is fantastic guys." I said.
	"You betcha." Ed leaned back in his deck chair. "We got it for a
great deal too, all those woods in the back are ours."
	"Must be awesome to go hiking in and shit." I stood up and leaned
over the railing. "And the yard itself is huge."
	"Yeah maybe tomorrow we can all go for a hike, sound good?" Al
said.
	"Sure thing!" I agreed instantly.
	"Then it's settled. Cheers!" We toasted our beers as the sun was
setting. The august night was warm and muggy, and soon we were heading
indoors to escape the damp air.
	Ed peeled his black t-shirt off as we closed the patio door.
	"God damn it's hot out there." He cursed. I tried not to stare at
his furry chest and stomach, the trail leading down into his jeans. He must
have seen me at least look, because he chuckled. "Oh yeah Michael, we're
pretty open here."
	"Cool with me." I said, taking off my own shirt. I loved showing
off my body, not too skinny, not too muscular, with a light dusting of
chest hair. I was wearing a pair of cargo shorts, my black boxer briefs
poking out over the top.
	"Me too." Allan said, taking his shirt off too. He was even hairier
than Ed! "So what's the plan for tonight?"
	"I was going to suggest strip poker, but it would be a short game."
Ed joked. "How about TV and a few more beers?"
	"Sounds good." Al and I said in unison, smiling at each other.
	The night went by pretty fast as the beer started to kick in. I
tried not to stare at the two old hunks across the room from me, Ed
sprawled out on the couch or Al laid back in his recliner. Of course they
were glued to the TV, but my eyes kept wandering over their bodies.
	I hadn't expected this to be a big problem living here, but I
thought they would be much more prudish than this. Guess not. I would have
to get used to it or I'd go insane though. I was pretty sure I was going to
beat myself off till it hurt later.
	"Well guys, I have to get out of these jeans." Ed said, standing up
and taking off his belt. I held my breath, waiting to see what was going to
be underneath of his tightly packed jeans. Al didn't even turn away from
the TV, guess it was nothing for these guys to wander around in their
underwear.
	I almost fainted. Silk boxers, deep red with a paisley pattern,
came into view as Ed dropped his jeans, and tossed them over by the
stairs. I turned back to the TV as quickly as I could, not wanting to
stare. The quick glimpse I had gotten turned out to be an eyeful though, I
could clearly see his cock dangling through the silk. It looked huge.
	From the corner of my eye I could see his bare legs, just as hairy
as the rest of him. I wanted to badly to be between them, sniffing and
licking at his silk covered bulge.
	Al still had his jeans on when he got up to stretch. "Time for me
to hit the hay." I stood up to give him a hug as he passed.
	"Thanks again for everything." I said, a thrill shooting through me
as his hairy, warm body hit my bare chest.
	"No problem Michael." He said with a smile. "Night Ed."
	"Night night Al." Ed piped up sleepily from the couch. "I'll
probably be asleep soon myself."
	"Well don't forget about our hike tomorrow boys!" Allan called from
the stairs. "And maybe some furniture shopping tomorrow night!"
	"Maybe!" I called back.
	After another twenty minutes or so, I heard snoring from the
couch. I turned around to see Ed there, laying across the couch. He had his
arms up above his head, his hairy armpits looking tantalizing across the
dark room. I turned the TV down and finally got to get a good look at this
stud.
	His body was still large and powerful from his youth, he'd been a
football player in college and had never really lost the stocky frame. It
was covered in more hair than I remembered, salt and pepper all over. As
his chest rose with his breath, I wanted to be laying on it.
	But what was really catching my eye was the huge bulge in his
boxers. I wondered if he was uncut like me and dad? How big was it hard?
Were his balls nice and big to match that huge shaft I could see outlined
in the silk? I started to rub my stiffening prick through my jeans, then
thought better of it. What if he woke up?
	I turned off the TV and grabbed my shirt from the back of the
chair.
	"Granpa Ed?" I shook his shoulder, feeling the coarse hair
underneath my palm. He slowly opened his eyes.
	"Hey there son. Guess I fell asleep?"
	"Yeah, I'm heading down to bed."
	"Well give your grandfather a hug first." I happily obliged,
another hairy body jammed against mine. Somehow my cock managed to stay
down as I helped him up off the couch.
	"Hope you don't mind the boxers." He said.
	"Oh no I don't care." Of course I didn't care, I wanted to drop to
my knees right there!
	"Allan thought you might. He'll be happy to hear you don't." He
smiled.
	"No, you guys do whatever is comfortable for you. As long as you
don't mind me doing the same." Sure, like I could walk around in my
underwear around these guys and not have some explaining to do.
	"See you tomorrow Michael."

	The second the door closed behind me to the basement I tore off my
jeans, rubbing my stiff cock through my boxer briefs. I fell down to the
carpeted floor and started to jack myself off, lost in my horniness.
	God Ed looked sexy in those boxers. I kept remembering how he
looked, stretched out and sleeping on the couch. It wasn't long before I
was spilling my load all over my stomach, pulling off my boxers to wipe it
up.
	I wans't usually this out of control with my horniness, laying in
the middle of the floor with my cum soaked boxers, but something tonight
was just driving me over the edge. I finished cleaning myself up and went
to collapse in my bed, more tired than I had been in a long time.

	The next morning I woke up late, and could hear the guys upstairs
puttering around. I pulled myself out of bed and remembered why I was
naked. I shivered as I remembered the night before, my grandfather on lewd
display on the couch.
	I put on some pajama pants and my robe and went upstairs.
	"Wow son, it's almost noon." Allan said from the kitchen. Both he
and Ed were already dressed, both in black t-shirts, though Ed had on cargo
pants and Al had jeans.
	"Yeah, we were about to leave for our hike without you." Ed called
from the living room.
	"Sorry guys, didn't realize you were so on the ball in the
morning." I grabbed a cup of coffee from the pot. "I can be ready to go in
half an hour or so."
	"No rush Michael, enjoy yourself." Al smiled, getting up from the
table. "I have to go check my e-mail, make sure the office hasn't burnt
down or anything."
	"Ok, I'll come grab you when I'm ready." I grabbed a quick bagel
with my coffee and went downstairs to shower. I chose a similar outfit,
black t-shirt and some khaki shorts.
	As I dressed I wondered what they had on today. Did Allan wear silk
boxers too? Did Ed wear them all the time? How often did they wander around
in them in front of each other, oblivious to how god damn hot they
were. Fuck, I never realized how horny I would be living here!
	Soon enough we were going through the woods surrounding the
place. It was a hot day, and to my dismay, they both kept their shirts on
for the entire walk.
	"So are you seeing anyone at the moment Michael?" Allan asked.
	"Not right now, sort of keeping my options open."
	"What was that girl you used to date? Emily?" We'd broken up about
a year ago, once I realized I was just pretending to be bisexual. I had
thought about coming out to Ed and Allan, but had kept it to myself so far.
	"Oh we had a falling out last year, haven't seen her since. What
about you guys?" I asked, trying to change the subject.
	"Ha!" Ed just laughed. "At our age you don't date."
	"No, no time or energy for that nonsense anymore." Allan stopped to
take a swig of water.
	"Well I guess I won't see any women clammering around the house
then." I chuckled.
	"No, we'd have to put some pants on then." Allan laughed. "Ed told
me you were cool with that too, glad to hear. I hate wearing clothes."
	"Me too." I said truthfully. "I mean I don't want to wander around
naked or anything, but I usually spend most of my time in my boxers or
pajamas."
	"Amen to that." Ed said.
	"So how's work going Al?" I asked. He worked from home mostly now,
as Counsel to a law firm in town.
	"Nice now that I don't have to go to the office every day."
	"Same here!" Ed said. He had worked with a computer company in town
and now just maintained some websites on the side.
	"I can imagine, I would love not having to go into work all the
time." I worked at a call center, but had taken a few weeks of vacation in
order to move. The work was long and hard, but the pay made up for it.
	"Can't you do that from home anyways?" Ed asked.
	"I could, but not with this company."
	"Shitty son." He said.
	The rest of the walk flew by, it seemed we were only gone for an
hour but it was almost 6pm by the time we got back.
	"Shit guys, it's past dinner time." Ed said. "Maybe the furniture
shopping will have to wait."
	"Maybe." I said, secretly grateful. I was still aprehensive about
them spending money on me. "Why don't I cook for you guys tonight?"
	"I didn't think anyone your age could cook." Al joked.
	"Well it'll be macaroni and cheese..." I said, shoving him
playfully. "Stir fry sound good?"
	"Sure thing Michael." Ed said. "I don't know about you guys, but I
need a shower." He went upstairs as I got the food ready. Allan stayed to
keep me company, mostly catching up on family gossip, who hated who now and
bullshit like that.
	Dinner was well received, both of them shocked at how well I could
cook. I was doing the dishes when Ed's cell phone rang, and he went to the
living room to answer it. He came back a few seconds later looking angry.
	"Well the servers crashed, looks like I have to go into the office
tonight and fix them up."
	"Aw sorry to hear that Ed. Kind of ironic how we were gloating
about staying at home earlier." Al smiled.
	"True. I'll probably be gone until late if it's anything like last
time. Guess it's just you two tonight. Stay out of trouble." He grabbed his
jacket and left.
	"Well guess it's just TV for us again tonight." Al said, standing
up. "I'm going to grab a quick shower first though."
	"I think I might too, I'll join you in a little while." I went
downstairs to shower, still kind of sweaty from the hike. I debated for a
while what to wear back upstairs, but decided to go with the flow and keep
my shirt off. I put my pajamas on over a pair of white boxer briefs.
	I went upstairs and found Allan laid out on the couch where Ed had
been last night, wearing only a pair of black briefs. Again I had to watch
my stares.
	"Hey, tighty whities?" He asked, pointing at the waistband of my
boxers.
	"Boxer briefs." I corrected him.
	"Oh sorry, my mistake." He smiled. "What's with the pants anyways?
Thought we were over that crap."
	"Well in that case." I took them off quickly, dropping down into
the recliner. I prayed for my cock to stay down.
	"I figured you wouldn't be wearing briefs, only old men like me do
that nowadays." He laughed.
	"Oh I have a few pairs, don't wear them too much though."
	"Ah, I don't usually either, but I was in a mood tonight." I know
the feeling. I was getting more and more in the mood as the smell of Al's
cologne drifted through the room. Knowing he was behind me wearing nothing
but some tiny black briefs didn't help matters any.
	That night went very much like the night before, after an hour or
so of whatever boring hockey game we were watching, I heard soft snores
coming from behind me. I took the opportunity to sneak a few more peeks at
the slumbering stud behind my chair.
	His briefs looked packed to the max. I doubt he could even get a
hard on in those things, it would have nowhere to go! My dick started to
rise so I turned back to the game. Every commercial break I had to look
behind me though. The hairy body of my grandfather behind me kept me
semi-hard throughout the night.
	One time I looked back and found he had woken up.
	"Checking up on me?" He asked with a smile.
	"Yeah, was wondering if you were going to keep snoring all night."
I covered up my stare, I hoped.
	"I'll try to keep it down for you." He smiled back, and I turned
around. Another few minutes and he was back to snoring, deeper this time. I
swivelled the chair around completely this time, not paying any attention
to the television anymore.
	It might have been my imagination, but his briefs looked tighter
now. I leaned in a little, and realized he was getting hard in his
sleep. Fuck. I swallowed the lump in my throat and got off the chair,
crawling over to the couch where he was sleeping.
	What would I do if he woke up this time? He'd see me crawling on my
hands and knees, staring at his package in the pale light of the TV. I
didn't care at the moment, I was hard as a rock and nothing would keep me
from my goal.
	Sure enough, I was inches from his now erect cock, packed tightly
into his briefs. The white waistband and piping were stretched out as his
cock grew, and god was it growing. It must have been about 8 inches, and
thick!
	I leaned in and inhaled. Too bad he'd had a shower after dinner,
the smell of his musk was faint on the air. His cologne was more powerful,
so I leaned in closer, my nose not even an inch from his package.
	I reached down and stroked my hard on through my boxerbriefs. I was
leaking precum now, and rubbed that into the head. I reached out with my
free hand and gently stroked Al's bulge. He murmured in his sleep, but
stayed snoring.
	I had to do it. I leaned in closer and let my tongue trace along
his erect cock. He murmured again but was still sleeping. I crawled back to
the chair, watching his bulge the entire way. I had to jack off. Badly. I
sat back in the recliner, watching my sleeping grandfather while I beat
myself off. It was a matter of seconds it seemed before my cock was
exploding, jets of cum landing on my chest and stomach.
	As my orgasm subsided I started to freak out. Allan was still
asleep, but what if he woke up right now? He'd see me covered in jizz and
staring at him. I grabbed my pajamas and snuck out of the room as quietly
as I could.
	Once downstairs I was hard again, the memory of jacking off in
front of him burning a pit of desire into my stomach. God, I'd never felt
so filthy and dirty, but sexy and horny at the same time.
	Normal guys didn't fantasize about their family members! Normal
guys wouldn't sniff their grandfather's underwear while they were sleeping!
What was wrong with me? Why was I jacking off again, remembering the taste
of the warm cotton on my tongue?
	I came again, explosively. I twitched on the bed for a minute
afterwards, tired as hell and covered in cum. My cock was sore from the
flogging I had given it. I wiped up my cum with my boxers, grabbed a fresh
pair from the drawer and tossed myself backwards into bed.
	I couldn't sleep afterwards, my mind still troubled by what had
gone on tonight. I didn't mind being intensely attracted to the two of
them, but I couldn't lose control like I did again tonight. What if he had
woken up? He could have seen me on my knees licking his crotch, or even
jacking off staring at his bulge.
	I couldn't mess up what I had going here, I couldn't afford to live
anywhere else. So I made up my mind, I would have to just admire them from
afar, and jack off a lot.
	That would be easy, right?

	I heard Ed come in around 2am that night. I heard voices upstairs,
he must've woken Al up off the couch. I rolled back over and went back to
sleep.

	The next day we finally went on our furniture expedition.
	"Well Michael, we know how you feel about us buying you furniture
and such..." Ed started off over lunch. "So we've come to a compromise."
	"We've needed new living room furniture for a while anyway." Al
said. "So we decided to give you the stuff we have now for your den
downstairs, and we'll get some new stuff for upstairs."
	"Wow guys, that sounds great." I was glad that was off of my
shoulders. I owed these guys enough without getting myself further into
their debt.
	"Yeah, seemed like a good idea to us too." Ed smiled.
	"How was the office last night?" I asked.
	"A shithole." He laughed. "I might have to go back tonight to make
sure everything is ship shape."
	"Sorry to hear that, you missed a good game." Allan said.
	"Not that you were awake for most of it." I joked.
	"Oh I was awake for more of it than you think." He said, staring at
me over the table. My stomach turned to ice. What did he mean? Did he see
me last night? Did he feel me touching him?
	"Whatever Al, you're always asleep up there. I woke you up when I
came in and practically had to drag you upstairs." Ed gave him a playful
punch on the arm as he gathered up the dishes.
	"I guess I do sleep pretty soundly there, maybe I should keep that
couch after all!"
	"Or just try napping on all the ones we see today." I suggested.
	"Good idea son." Ed said from the sink.

	We went to a furniture store just outside of town, where apparently
Ed and Allan came all the time for their housewares.
	"We know one of the guys here, Joey, he's fantastic." Ed said as we
pulled in the parking lot. "And always gives us a good deal."
	We went in and sure enough a rather handsome, younger guy broke off
from the wandering pack of salespeople and came bounding up to us.
	"My favorite customers!" He said, his voice betraying quite the
lisp. I realized that Joey, my grandfather's favorite salesman, was in fact
gay.
	"And our favorite salesman." Al said, his voice slightly more
jovial than usual.
	"And who is this young man?" Joey asked, eyeing me up and down.
	"This is our grandson Michael." Ed said.
	"Joey." He introduced himself, extending his hand. Although his
voice was quite feminine, his grip was firm, and the body underneath his
plain black suit looked toned and fit.
	"A pleasure." I said, smiling at him.
	"What brings you gents here today?" He asked.
	"Well Michael here has just moved in with us and we're giving him
our old living room stuff..." Ed explained the situation as we moved closer
to the furniture section of the store.
	Three hours later, they were finalizing the bill. They had spent a
lot of money on a rather nice set, and somehow had gotten talked into a new
TV and TV stand as well.
	"You can have the old one for downstairs too." Ed told me as he
swiped his card.
	"You guys sure about this?" I asked skeptically.
	"You're our only grandson Michael." Allan said. "It's the least we
can do."
	"Don't complain kid, you're getting a good deal here." Joey smiled
at me from across the desk. "Even if you are gonna be taking out the trash
and doing the dishes for the next 10 years."
	"Seems fair, eh?" Ed smiled at me. I couldn't resist the smile.
	"So it should all be there in about two weeks." Joey handed them
the reciepts to sign. "And then I expect you to have me over for dinner so
I can see how it all fits in."
	"Of course Joey, you'll be the first one to see it aside from us."
Allan smiled at him. We all shook hands and went back to the car.
	"He seemed pretty happy to see you guys." I said as we got back
onto the highway.
	"Well you saw how much money we spent, and that's nothing new for
us. We tend to get something there at least once every few months." Ed
explained. "And well, he's a pretty happy guy to begin with, if you didn't
catch that."
	"I did." I said. So were they cool with gay men? It seemed bizarre,
but I didn't want to push my luck. Last thing I needed to do was come out
and have them leave me on the highway somewhere.
	"Hard to miss sometimes." Allan laughed. Every time I looked at Al
today my mind had gone back to his comment over lunch. What more had he
seen? Did he really see (or feel?) me do something to him last night? He
hadn't said anything more, so I hoped I was in the clear.
	We stopped for some dinner at a little diner, and then went for a
sunset walk at a park. I was worrying again, thinking of what I'd done last
night, and how well these guys were treating me. I vowed again to not
repeat what I had done, and enjoyed the rest of the walk.

	That night, my promise was harder to keep. Ed once again left us to
go check on his office servers, and it was just Al and I for the night.
	I went downstairs and shucked off my clothes, deciding that I would
show off a little tonight. I took a pair of white briefs that I seldom
wore, and stepped into them, heading upstairs.
	The second the sun went down it seemed, my moral high ground flew
out the window. Or maybe it was the sight of Allan, sitting where I had
been last night in the recliner, except tonight he had on a pair of silk
boxers. Black, with metallic gold stripes on them.
	"Guess it isn't just us old folks who wear briefs after all." He
said as I came into the room. I must've been blushing, good thing the only
light in the room was the TV.
	"Guess not. I've seen Ed in some silk boxers too."
	"Yeah he wears them sometimes too. He started it all I guess." He
chuckled. "Carol never would let me buy a pair, but I always wanted
some. That was sort of how Ed and I got comfortable in these, both of our
wives would never let us walk around the house in our underwear."
	I laughed. "So that was how you declared your freedom? Taking off
your pants?"
	"Yeah it seemed like a good idea at the time. After the first week
I saw him in a pair of silk ones just heading to the shower, I mentioned
how I'd always wanted a pair. He'd lost some weight so he gave me an old
pair of his." He took a swig from his beer. "I told him I didn't mind him
around the house in them, and he didn't mind me either. That night we got
to talking and the ex-wife bullshit came up." He chuckled.
	"Well it's cool with me." I said.
	"So you've said. Believe it or not, this was the pair he gave me
that day." He ran his hand down the leg, smoothing out the fabric. "I've
had them ever since, along with a few other pairs he couldn't really fit
into anymore."
	"Nice. I've never worn a pair." I suddenly wanted to though! The
idea that both Ed and Al had worn the same boxers, god I had to control
myself!
	"You should get some! The ladies love them." He gulped back some
more beer. "I'd offer you a pair of mine or Ed's, but you're too damn
skinny for them probably."
	"Probably." I laughed, going to get a beer of my own. I hoped it
would relax me, and hopefully we would be done with the underwear talk by
the time I got back.
	I got back and laid down on the couch, surprisingly tired for not
having done much all day. I closed my eyes and drifted off.
	Next thing I knew I was woken up by the door opening.
	"I'm home guys!" Ed called from the hallway.
	"Welcome back." Al called. "How did it go?"
	"Great, time to relax in the tub for a bit." I heard him go
upstairs. I stirred as Allan stood up.
	"You haven't seen the tub yet, have you?" He asked.
	"No." I was tired, wondering what they were talking about.
	"Oh we got the coolest thing ever last year, come on upstairs and
I'll show you." I followed Al upstairs lazily to Ed's room, where Ed was
shirtless and in his jeans.
	"Mind if we join you?" Al asked.
	"Not at all." Ed said, undoing his belt. "Show Michael the tub
while I get changed." He stepped out of his jeans to reveal a pair of black
boxer briefs. I quickly followed Al to the attached bathroom.
	"Shit!" I declared. They had a gigantic hot tub up here! It took up
most of the room, and was set into the corner of the house from the looks
of things.
	"Well it's a hot tub actually, not shit." Al laughed as he turned
the taps on. "Takes about ten minutes to fill up, so we've got a few
minutes to grab another beer or two."
	"Jeez, if I had known this was up here you'd never get me out of
it." I said.
	"Go grab me a beer!" Ed called from the other room. Al went to grab
us some as I sat down on edge of the tub, waiting for it to fill up. "I
realized today we'd forgotten to show you this Michael, and feel free to
use it anytime you want, so long as I'm not asleep in the room next to it."
	"Thanks!" I called into the other room.
	"No problem." He said, coming into the bathroom with me. He'd
changed into a pair of silk boxers as well. I felt that familiar knot of
horniness grab my stomach.
	"It's cool to just go in our underwear?" I asked, almost hoping
he'd say we had to go in fully clothed. He just laughed.
	"Of course, and if you're alone you don't even need those." He
winked. I laughed to myself and turned to watch the tub fill up, the knot
in my stomach growing bigger and bigger by the second.
	"I don't think I've even seen your guys' rooms yet."
	"Yeah not much to see aside from the tub really. Al's room is on
the other side of the hallway with his own attached bathroom. His just has
the shower stall though."
	"When did you install all this?" I asked.
	"Last winter, decided it was about time. We had to take out a guest
room and redo the entire floor though. Had to reinforce it for this baby."
	Al got back with our beers, and soon enough the tub was full enough
for us to get in.
	"It seats four comfortably, or eight if they want to get up on your
lap." Ed laughed. "You first son." He motioned for me to get in. I stepped
into the warm water, sinking down into the corner by the walls. There were
stools on each corner, and Ed and Allan quickly filled up the two on each
side of me.
	With a flick of a button on the side, the bathroom lights went dim,
and a green light in the bottom of the tub flicked on.
	"Pretty nice, eh?" Ed asked.
	"Yeah, this is pretty rocking." I was impressed. Dad had a jacuzzi
tub in his bathroom at home while I was there, but he'd never let me near
the thing. As far as I knew the only people that used it were him, and
whichever lady friend he had with him at the time. Mom might have even been
in it once or twice.
	"I come up here to read a lot." Al said, letting himself drift down
deeper into the water. His leg brushed up against mine, but I didn't move.
	"So how're you liking it here so far?" Ed asked me.
	"Well it's pretty sweet, I have to say guys. I didn't think you
were even gonna let me stay here, let alone treat me the way you have."
	"Well we have to have a talk with you Michael." Ed said, his face
becoming serious. "It's about last night."
	"What about?" The horny feeling in my stomach turned to ice.
	"Well, like I said this morning, I was awake for much more than you
though I was last night." Allan said. "Like where you crawled across the
floor and sniffed, touched and licked my crotch."
	"And how you had to jack off afterwards, twice." Ed's voice said
from the corner.
	I could have died. "So I guess you want me out tomorrow?" I asked.
	"No. I wanted you to wake me up first." He smiled, his leg now
rubbing mine.
	"What?" I shot up in the tub.
	"And I wanted you to wait till I got home." Ed said, taking another
drink from his bottle.
	"This isn't funny you guys." I said, curling up in the corner. "I
was afraid to come out to you as it was."
	"Oh we're not kidding son." Ed said, both he and Allan moving
closer to me in the water. "I was rather disappointed when I got home last
night and Al told me about your little display."
	"And tonight? Coming upstairs in those little briefs of yours. I
could barely wait till Ed got home myself." Allan's hand was stroking my
thigh now, and Ed's was on my other leg.
	"You see Michael, it's not you who should have been coming out to
us. We've known you were gay for a few years now, your dad told us after he
caught you with the gardner." Ed smiled. "Of course we had to pretend to be
shocked and appaled."
	"But we knew." Allan winked, his hand now up on my cock, which had
stiffened up since they first confronted me.
	"It was the two of us who should have come out to you." Ed said
quietly. "We thought you might have figured it out today with Joey."
	"We'll let you in on a little secret, he doesn't just come over for
dinner." Allan whispered in my ear, now rubbing my cock harder. I let out a
little sigh as both of their hands found my hardness, straining against the
cotton prison I had it in.
	"And I'll finish my story about these boxers. The first time I wore
them I had to go show Ed how they looked on me. As we checked each other
out in them, we realized there was a bit more going on than just two guys
trading underwear."
	"Yeah, an hour later we were in bed together, seeing just how much
fun we could have in our boxers." Ed nibbled my earlobe, both of their
bodies pressed up against mine now.
	"Ed and I were worried when you wanted to move in, we knew you were
gay, but would you want to live with two old queers?"
	"We didn't know you'd be molesting us in our sleep." Ed laughed as
his hand reached around and started to grab my ass. "So we discussed it
last night in bed. Tonight we would bring you up here and tell you our
secret."
	"So if you want to know how you can pay us back for all of this..."
Allan said, taking my hand and placing it onto his stiff pole. "That's
how."
	I started to rub his cock through the wet silk, and I moved my
other hand over to Ed's crotch.
	"Fuck you guys are both hung." I whispered into the darkness,
	"Gonna be able to take those cocks son?" Ed asked as he palmed my
ass roughly.
	"One in each hole I hope." I said, lust taking over my body and
brain.
	"Fuck yeah." Allan said as he nibbled on my neck. I moaned as they
both licked and sucked at either side of my neck, down to my nipples just
above the water.
	"So you like these boxers son?" Ed asked, his mouth taking a break
from my nipple.
	"I like anything you guys are in." I said. "I've always loved
underwear." I hissed as Allan twisted my nipple hard.
	"Good thing, living with us." Ed said. I got my next shock as he
moved my face towards his and started to kiss me. I let his tongue into my
mouth, the feel of his goatee on my face driving me insane. We kissed for a
few minutes as Allan finally freed my cock, pulling my briefs off and
tossing them over the side of the tub.
	"My turn." He said as Ed broke off the kiss, pulling me towards
him. He was even rougher than Ed, his tongue violating my mouth in his
eagerness. I loved every second of it. He pinched my nipple again and I
cried out.
	"Oh calm down baby, we know you like it rough." He smiled at me. I
nodded silently. They both grinned and he went back to kissing me. I felt
Ed's hands grip my ballsac tightly, and Al's pinch my nipples again.
	I gasped of course, the pain and pleasure coursing through me. It
seemed like they could read my mind, like they knew exactly how I wanted to
be treated.
	"Fuck this little whore is horny." Ed said as I reached inside of
his boxers, finally gripping the hard pole inside. He was uncut, and
apparently very hairy down there as well.
	"I know." Allan breathed as I fished my hand inside of his as
well. He was thicker than Ed, and uncut as well. "And his hands are well
trained, I wonder how good his mouth is?" Allan stood up, pulling his cock
out of his boxers.
	I didn't waste any time wrapping my lips and my free hand around
it.
	"Fuck!" Allan said as I pulled back the skin, licking up all the
precum that was dripping from his head. I pulled his wet boxers down and
off, still sucking on that beautiful cock. Ed stood up a few minutes later,
shucking his own boxers off.
	"Suck that cock son." He said, grabbing me by the hair and pulling
me onto his shaft. I looked up to see the two men kissing, one of the most
erotic things I had ever seen. Their tongues darted in and out of each
other's mouths as I sucked and jacked them off.
	"Shit baby, he's amazing." Ed said. "Let's get into bed though." He
pulled me up to meet them, the three of us swapping spit now. I felt like I
could die of happiness as the two of them fondled and kissed me, my cock
close to erupting.
	"I'm gonna cum soon if you guys don't stop." I managed to breathe
out.
	"Let's go." Allan said, stepping out of the tub.
	"Shouldn't we dry off?" I asked.
	"Fuck it, the blankets will dry." Ed said, pulling me from the
bathroom to his bedroom. He pulled me straight onto the bed, straight on
top of him. I felt Allan lay down beside me and the two men moved me into
the middle.
	"Ready baby?" Ed asked.
	"I've been ready for years."
	In a quick motion, Allan's cock was shoved into my mouth as he
knelt beside me, and Ed went down on my tool. I would have gasped from the
pleasure had Al's 8 inch cock not been raping my mouth.
	"Damn Ed, this kid is a born cocksucker." He said as I took my hand
and started to play with his balls. "Must be genetic." He ran his hands
through my hair, pumping his hips into my mouth.
	Ed's ministrations were working magic on my own cock, and he moved
down to nibbling at my balls and jacking me off. I was very close to
cumming, which he must have sensed because he backed off, running his
tongue down my thighs.
	"Nice hairy boy." He said, licking up and down my chest. He moved
down lower and lifted my legs up.
	I wasn't prepared for the shock when Ed started to rim me. I almost
choked on Al's cock, but he kept thrusting it into my mouth.
	"Yeah, shut up and take it boy." He said, his hand on the back of
my head pushing me down onto his cock. "You were crawling around sniffing
it the other night, now suck it!"
	Ed kept licking at my hole, his tongue invading it. I felt a finger
slide up there as well.
	"Shit he's tight Al, we might have to take our time with him." Ed
said from between my legs.
	"He doesn't want us to go slow do you son?" Al pulled me off of his
cock by the hair.
	"No sir!" I had time to gasp out before he shoved me back into his
furry crotch.
	"Suck on those balls baby." He grunted as Ed shoved two fingers up
into my tender hole. It had been a while since I'd been fucked, but god I
wanted it now.
	Before I knew it, his fingers were being removed from my swollen
hole, and my legs were up over his shoulders. I felt him position his cock
up against my hole. I looked down from where I was sucking on Al's balls to
see Ed greasing up his cock.
	"You ready to get ripped open by that huge fucking dick boy?" Allan
said as he shoved my face deeper into his furry crotch. The scent and taste
of his cock was filling my senses.
	And then, Ed entered me.
	It did feel like I was being ripped in half. I cried out, pulling
my mouth off of Al's cock.
	"Oh no you don't, slut!" He said, grabbing me by the hair and
shoving me back into his crotch. Ed was slowly starting to thrust into me,
his gigantic cock tearing my ass apart. Tears ran down my face as Al kept
raping my mouth.
	But still, through the whole thing, I was rock hard and dripping
precum like mad. I could tell both men were smiling as they roughly had
their way with me, just like I was smiling. My grandfathers were
practically raping me here in their bed, and I was loving it.
	Ed's cock filled me up like no other cock I'd ever had inside of me
before. I'd been fucked plenty of times, sometimes slowly, sometimes rough,
but I'd never been fucked like this. The fact that Al had me by the hair
and was ramming his shaft down my throat just made it better. I'd
fantasized about having the two of them fucking me, but never dreamed it
could be this good.
	Ed's thrusts were quicker now. I could hear him moaning and
groaning as I licked up and down Allan's tool.
	"Fuck it Allan, this kid is tight. Hope I don't stretch him out too
much for you." He sneered, giving my ass a slap. "Yeah baby, I love fucking
a nice tight little ass like this."
	"Anything would be tight with that gigantic cock of yours Ed." Al
smiled, letting me up for air for a few seconds. "But look at how much his
dick is leaking, he loves your cock."
	"I love both of your cocks..." I sighed as Ed's thrusts got even
harder. I could hear his balls slapping against me with each buck of his
hips. My hole was twitching around his giant pole, and the scent of our
sweat filling the air.
	Al leaned down the bed and started to kiss Ed. It didn't deter his
cock, as he was fucking me harder than ever. I moaned and groaned as the
two of them made out, alternately watching me as Ed enjoyed my ass, or
enjoying each other's mouths.
	"I think it's about time for me to cum son. Where do you want it?"
Ed asked gruffly.
	"I think he wants it on his chest." Allan said, stroking my
body. "Or maybe on his little boy cock." He gave me a quick stroke.
	"I want it inside me grandad." I breathed out. "Cum in my fucking
hole!" I demanded.
	"Sure thing baby." He smiled down at me, grabbing me by the hips
and really slamming into me. Allan started to jack me off in time with Ed's
thrusts.
	"I think both of you sexy men should cum at the same time." He
said, one had on my cock and one on Ed's nipples.
	"I'm gonna blow soon." I said.
	"Me too baby." Ed said, throwing his head back. "Fucking hell!" He
cried out loudly. I felt his cock twitch and then felt his juices flowing
inside of me. It was more than I could take, and my own cock exploded.
	"Fuck baby!" He cried as my hole spasmed around his still jerking
cock, shot after shot of my own cum spraying from my dick, landing all over
my chest and the bed next to me.
	"Nice show you guys put on." Allan said, leaning down to kiss
me. His hairy body mashed all of the cum on my chest between us, and I
welcomed his tongue into my mouth.
	Ed collapsed next to me. "Fuck." He panted.
	"My turn boys." Al smiled. He came back up to my face, his huge
dick still hard and ready to go. I took my hand and peeled back his wet
foreskin, taking it slowly into my mouth this time.
	Ed rolled over on top of me, his own tongue flitting out onto Al's
wet cock.
	"Mmm." Allan moaned. "Two hot dudes slobbering on my cock." I
sucked as hard as I could, letting Ed have some of the beautiful dick too.
	"I'm damn close boys, who wants my load?"
	"I've had plenty of your cum Al, let Michael have some." He moved
down my body, licking up the leftover cum that was there. I let Al take me
by the hair again and roughly fuck my mouth.
	"Shit son... this is amazing." Allan sighed. "I'm so close." I took
my hand and stroked his hairy balls. This sent him over the edge, his cock
exploding down my throat.
	I tried to swallow it all, but it was too much. Some of it was
running down my chin as he kept shooting. Al was grunting and humping into
my mouth, the last of his cum dripping down onto my waiting tongue.
	We collapsed together, one of them on each side of me. The night
was warm, but we stayed huddled together all night. We were one mass of
flesh, each stroking and admiring the others. It wasn't long before we fell
asleep, exhausted by the amazing sex we'd all given each other.

	The next morning I woke up to Ed's mouth on mine.
	"Morning son." He said, smiling down at me.
	"Morning grandad." I said, stretching.
	"Allan is getting us some breakfast. What do you wanna do today?"
	"Why don't we go put on something sexy and get back in the tub?" I
suggested with a smirk.
	"Sounds like a plan." Ed said, kissing me again.