Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2021 23:08:29 +0000 From: David Greg Denton Subject: Benny - Part 1 Benny – Part 1 Gay, Incest, Grandfather, Grandson This is a story about consensual sex between a grandson, a grandfather, a father, a son, an uncle and a nephew. The story is fictional. All legal disclaimers apply. If this topic offends you, do not read any further. If you are under the age of 18 (21 in some areas) and too young to be reading such material or if you are in a locale or country where it is not legal to read such material, then please leave immediately and come back when it is legal for you to do so. We'll be glad to have you back. If you meet the criteria then read on, enjoy, and kindly let me know what you think. On the sites that provide for you to rate the stories or leave comments, I value your thoughts and opinions. If you enjoy reading stories on Nifty, then don't forget to donate! It's easy, just follow the link http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html * * * * (This is a continuation of the story: Uncle Paul and Benny) If Benny's Uncle Paul hadn't fallen off the ladder, then he wouldn't have ended up in the hospital and he wouldn't have asked Benny to move in with him. Then Benny's father, Tom, wouldn't have visited his uncle. If Tom hadn't come to see Paul then he never would have left his wife, Sally, and end up moving in with Paul and Benny. If Jerry, Benny's twin brother, hadn't died, then Benny, Grandpa Joe and Paul wouldn't have needed to comfort Tom by having sex with him. If even just one thing had happened differently, or not at all, the previous story and this one would never have happened. * Benny, his dad Tom, his uncle Paul and his Grandpa Joe all agreed that the first Poker Night would have to wait until after Jerry's funeral. In the meantime, Tom's father, Benny's other grandfather, Eddie, was flying in from the south of France and Benny had volunteered to pick him up at the airport. Benny didn't remember him because the last time he saw him, he and his twin brother Jerry had just been born. Other than that, it was a card or letter every now and then, but no visits since he was born. He wasn't even sure he'd recognize him from the picture he'd been given by his dad. But he was anxious to meet the man just the same. Eddie had been trying to get back to the States for a few years, but something had always come up. Now it was under the absolute worst circumstances imaginable. He'd tried to keep in touch with his son and grandsons over the years, but he had to admit he could have done a better job. His son, Tom, had visited him when he was younger, but once he was married with kids, it had become impossible. Eddie did receive photos of the boys every year until they were out of school, so he wasn't even sure he'd recognize his grandson when he saw him. Benny was walking around the luggage area looking for a tall, redheaded man with long hair and a beard but he didn't see anyone matching the old photo or the description his dad had given him. Eddie was in the same predicament. He was looking for a chubby young man with bright, red hair but he wasn't seeing him either. They had actually walked by one another twice before Benny stopped and looked more closely at the tall, cleanshaven man with the red and white hair that had just passed him and called out, "Grandad?!" Eddie stopped and looked at the fit, young man with reddish blond hair and realized it was indeed his grandson Benny. "Benjamin?" Benny smiled and approached the older man with an outstretched right hand. He hesitated slightly, then hugged him instead. Eddie hugged him back, happy to finally hold the young man he'd been looking forward to seeing again after all those years. Benny finally pulled back and asked, "Did you have a good flight?" "I did, thank you. I'm sorry I didn't recognize you. I was looking for the chubby kid in the photos your dad always sent me. When did you get so fit and handsome?" Benny chuckled and replied, "Recently. I didn't recognize you either, Grandad. You're supposed to have long hair and a beard!" "Yeah, I thought a change was in order for this... uh, occasion." Benny appreciated his grandfather's discretion as it had only been a couple of weeks since Jerry was killed in Afghanistan. They walked and talked as each of them carried a bag toward the parking lot. "I'm so sorry for your loss, Benjamin." "Thanks, Grandad. And it's Ben or Benny. Nobody calls me Benjamin... except Grandma." "I'm sorry, Ben. You dad always wrote Benjamin on the back of your school photos." "I suppose he wrote Jerod on the back of Jerry's photos too then?" "He did actually. So you're in college now. How time flies." "Yes, I am." "How do you like it?" "I like it a lot. I'm majoring in Engineering," Benny told him as they reached the car and put his bags in the back seat. Then Eddie told Benny where he was staying and they set off. "Engineering, huh? Interesting." "It can be. You're an artist, right? What kind of art do you do?" "I'm a painter. I concentrate mostly on the human form." "Cool. I do some modeling for some of the art classes on campus for a little extra cash. It's not difficult and I like seeing the way different artists draw and paint me. Don't tell mom or dad though. Please? They don't know." As they pulled out of the lot, Eddie asked, "Why haven't you told them, Ben? Are you ashamed?" Benny looked at his grandad and answered, "Oh no! It's the exact opposite. I'm proud of my body now. I've worked hard at it." "As you should be. Then why?" "Because I don't think they'd approve. No, that's not what I mean. I don't think they'd understand." "What do you mean?" Eddie asked genuinely wanting to understand his grandson's reasoning. "Well, I was always the fat kid and it took a lot of hard work and eating right to change that. I just think it's my business what I do and I..." he wasn't sure he could finish the thought so his grandad did it for him. "You need the validation that everything you've done has been worth it, right? That you look good despite feeling like somewhere inside that fat kid is still trying to get out... I mean may get out again?" Benny couldn't believe his ears. Finally, someone who got it. "That's exactly right! How did you know?" Eddie nodded and replied, "Because I was in a similar position once, so I know how you feel." Benny waited for him to tell him more. "I don't know how much you know about why I left your grandmother, but before you were born, I had this dream of starting an artist's community where people from all walks of life and different nationalities, could live and learn and commune together in peace and harmony and were free to express their creative spirit without judgment." "Wow, Grandad, that sounds amazing! But from what I've been told you did that." "I did yes, but I paid a heavy price. It cost me my family." "Oh, I'm sorry, Grandad. But you're happy now though, right?" "I am, but I've missed you all very much. You know you're welcome to visit anytime. Perhaps when you're off for the summer?" Benny tried very hard to contain his enthusiasm, but it was nearly impossible for him. "Wow, that would be great, Grandad! I would love that. I've never even been out of the country." "Great. We can talk about it more as the week progresses." When they arrived at the hotel, Benny went upstairs with Eddie to check out his room. It was nice and even though he would have preferred to have him stay with them at his uncle's house, he understood why his grandad didn't want to. "I need to take a shower. You don't have to stick around if you don't want to. I can take a Taxi to your dad's." "Oh no, we're way ahead of schedule. We have plenty of time until dinner. Besides I have plenty of questions left to ask." Eddie laughed, got his toiletry bag and headed for the bathroom. Then he turned around and asked, "Would you be okay with coming into the bathroom while I take my shower so we can continue to talk? I mean unless that would make you uncomfortable. I just think it would be easier for us to hear each other." That made Benny very happy, so he readily agreed, "That would be fine with me Grandad. I don't have any hang ups about nudity." "Good, because neither do I. And feel free to call me Eddie when we're alone. I've never felt very much like a `grandad.'" "Okay, Eddie." Benny stayed in the doorway while Eddie undressed. Eddie's body was a lot like his dad's except a little thinner perhaps. He had a great chest, covered with red and white hair. The hair covered his stomach as well then trailed down to a red bush not unlike his own. The main difference between father, son and grandson was the length of their cocks. Eddie had both Tom and Benny beat in that department. Benny tried to keep from staring at his butt as he entered the shower, but it was difficult. It was covered with red fuzz which made it nearly perfect. Benny came back to himself and asked, "So tell me about your commune." "Well, first we prefer artist's community." "Sorry, Granda... Eddie. It's just how Grandma refers to it... when she refers to it at all." "Ah yes, she would. Would it surprise you to know that your grandmother and I once shared the same dream? The dream of an artists' community where we could create together?" "Uh, yeah, it would surprise me!" "Your grandmother was a talented sculptor, so we once thought we could do it together. She changed her mind though once Tommy was born." "Sorry, Eddie. That must have been hard on you." "It was at first," Eddie said as he turned off the water and pulled back the curtain. "Hand me that towel, will you?" Benny got up, grabbed a towel and handed it to his grandfather. He tried not to get caught looking but he wasn't entirely sure he was successful. He did watch Eddie's cock and balls jiggle while he dried his hair. He chose to change the subject by asking another question. "You said Grandma was a sculptor?" "Yeah. She was a really good one too. You didn't know?" "No, I didn't." Eddie made a face and said, "That's strange. I sure hope she didn't give it up because of me." Benny shrugged and said, "I don't know, Eddie. I really don't. If you don't mind my asking, are you with anyone right now?" Eddie continued with his normal after shower routine as he answered, "No, I'm not. I have sexual partners in the community but nothing serious. Do you have anyone special?" "No, no one special. There is a guy. He's my workout buddy, but... well..." "It's okay, you can tell me." "I don't want to come off as shallow, but he's not well endowed." Eddie leaned up against the vanity which caused his cock and balls to project even further from his body than they would normally. Benny tried to ignore the situation. "Is he circumcised?" Benny shook his head. "It's been my experience that men who are uncircumcised can be growers not showers and once they are excited, then the truth is usually more than you could have bargained for." "You've been with men too, Eddie?" "I prefer to think of my sexual partners as people not genders but, yes, I have sex with both men and women. How about you, Ben? Have you had sexual partners of both genders?" "No, Eddie, just men. I'm gay." Eddie wrapped his towel around his waist, nodded and said, "Understood. Thanks for sharing that with me. Why don't we go in the other room?" Benny followed Eddied out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. While Eddie unpacked his bag and placed his clothing in the dresser, Benny thought of another question he wanted to ask. "What's in the big bag?" It was large, flat and zipped all the way around. Eddie stopped what he was doing and opened it. "Drawing pads, watercolor paper, pencils, brushes, paint. I can't go anywhere without my art supplies. You never know when inspiration will hit." "Wow, Eddie, this is great! Hey, could you draw me?" "I don't want to be late to dinner." "Oh, we won't be. We have plenty of time." "Well, I guess I could do a quick drawing although to be honest it's been a while since I drew clothes. I could try though." "No reason to make you do that," Benny assured him, "I can pose in the nude," he informed his grandad as he started to remove his clothes. Eddie grabbed one of his pads and some pencils then went to the window to open the drapes and let in more light. Once Benny was completely nude, Eddie asked him to stand by the window. Benny struck a pose and Eddie was pleased that Benny did indeed know what he was doing. Eddie sat down in a chair and began to sketch his grandson. After about fifteen minutes, he stopped and asked Benny to change his pose. Benny struck another more interesting one and Eddie began to sketch him again. Eddie was able to complete four sketches of his grandson in an hour and each one was better than the last. Benny checked his phone and saw that they needed to get going. "We should get dressed now or we're gonna be late. And I do not want you to be late when you see Grandma for the first times in decades." Eddie agreed and they both got dressed. That's when Benny remembered he hadn't seen the drawings yet. He asked if he could take a quick look at them before they left and he was pleasantly surprised. They were incredibly beautiful and they made him look incredibly beautiful. "Wow, Eddie, these are amazing!" "Thanks, Ben. You're a really great model. I'd like to paint you before I leave if that's okay." "Definitely! Now we should go." Eddie tore the drawings out of the pad, rolled them up and handed them to a grateful Benny. (to be continued in Part 2)