I 'm Ned, and was only thirteen when my Grandpa began to lose his memory. I'm not sure what his exact medical condition was called, but he began to forget where he was and who the family members were. My parents were gone, so I lived with my Grandparents.

Sometimes Grandpa would recall experiences from his youth, which he would share, sometimes embarrassing everybody.

When Grandma would go out she would often leave me with Grandpa to watch over him. That was when I learned about Grandpa's sexual exploits.

"I remember those young boys who absolutely loved to suck me," he began, rubbing his crotch. This was a side of Grandpa I'd never seen before, so I listened intently.

"How did you get them to do it?" I asked.

"Oh, that was no problem," Grandpa assured me, "Young boys just love a nice big adult cock. I had more boys doing me than I had cum for, but they still wanted to suck me."

"Wow, Grandpa," I replied, "You must have been quite a stud."

"I suppose so," he agreed, "But of the dozens of boys I had, I liked Wesley the very best – he sucked me nearly every day for many years, before joining the navy and leaving town. I'll bet he made a lot of sailors happy – I really miss him."

As I said, he would sometimes forget who we were, but now he thought I was someone entirely different.

Grandpa's eyes brightened and he smiled as he said, "Wesley, how nice of you to visit me!"

That was kind of freaky, but he seemed so happy that I just went along with it.

Grandpa continued, "I've longed for your return Wesley, and I have something I think you'll like."

He unzipped and took his cock out. I'd never seen it before, and it was huge, even though it was soft. At his age, I doubted that he could even get hard. I wasn't sure what to do – the whole thing was actually a little embarrassing.

"Now Wesley," Grandpa urged, "Don't be so shy – I know you've been away, so come take it in your hands and get re-acquainted again."

I knelt on the floor in front of Grandpa and took his huge floppy cock in my hand. I'd seen cocks of other boys when we would take a leak outside, but I'd never touched one before, and never seen one this big. To my surprise, his cock seemed to come to life as I handled it. I enjoyed the feeling of it hardening and standing straight up from my attention. It gave me a sense of pride to please Grandpa so much.

"Nice work, Wesley," he said, "Now kiss the head and lick it like you always did so well."

This was getting weird, but Grandpa had me thoroughly interested, so I leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cock, which had a small droplet of liquid (that I later learned was pre-cum). I licked the head, enjoying the slightly salty taste. I began to lick all around the head and down the shaft.

"That's my boy," Grandpa said, "I'm glad you are still so eager to please – now take it into your mouth."

My lips parted and I let the head and part of the shaft into my mouth. I felt strangely good, like it belonged there.

"You must be out of practice," he said, "But it will come back to you – just keep moving your tongue around and keep your teeth off me."

I did my best to follow Grandpa's instructions. Most of his hard cock was still outside my mouth, and I stroked it the way I would stroke myself when I jacked-off. While sucking cock was entirely new to me, I knew it led up to cumming. I didn't know if Grandpa could still cum, but I wanted to do my best for him.

Soon Grandpa's cock enlarged a little and began to pulse as he pumped his cum into my mouth. It was my first taste of cum, and it seemed strange – very strong, but I was glad to have it, and proud to have made Grandpa so happy by re-living his youth.

"You are such a good boy, Wesley," Grandpa said, "Please come back and see me soon." I promised that I would. I turned on the TV for Grandpa to watch, and then went to my room and jacked-off. It was my very first sexual experience, and I knew I wanted many more!

Grandpa's memory continued to deteriorate, but I helped him to remember his happiest moments every time Grandma would step out. Then I would tell Grandpa I was Wesley, and he immediately remembered happier times. Of course, I sucked him. At his age he couldn't cum as often as he used to, but still enjoyed the sucking. I would suck him three or four times a week, but he would only cum about once a week. Still, every time was enjoyable for both of us.

Then one day Grandma came home and caught me sucking Grandpa and seemed to freak out! She yelled at Grandpa and sent me to my room. After a while she came to my room and apologized, saying it was all Grandpa's fault, and asking me to tell her how it all happened.

When I told her that Grandpa thought I was Wesley, she grew quiet and thoughtful. Then she said, "Wesley was such a nice boy – he took wonderful care of Grandpa and loved doing it. I enjoyed watching the two of them – they were quite a pair.”

That really surprised me, and I asked Grandma to tell me more, and she asked me if I liked what Grandpa had me doing. I confessed that I did, and she said that maybe she could sit in on one of our visits.

"You mean you're okay with it?" I asked in complete surprise.

"Yes, but don't tell anybody else – they wouldn't understand," she said, "Let Grandpa enjoy what happy memories he may still have.

I just had to promise Grandma that I would tell her when we did it, and not wait for her to leave.

A few days later I was surprised when Grandma asked me if I'd like Wesley to visit Grandpa now. I quickly agreed, and Grandma said to Grandpa, "Your young friend Wesley is here to see you – let me get you ready."

As I watched Grandma unzipped him and stroked his cock to erection before turning to me and saying, "He's ready for you Wesley."

Grandma sat in a nearby chair and watched as I took Grandpa into my mouth and began to stroke him as I sucked. After a few minutes I heard her moaning and glanced over to see that she had her hand under her house dress, probably fingering herself off.

It gave me a wonderful feeling to know that I was giving Grandma pleasure as well, and really relished this very special family time together. Grandpa came and Grandma told me that she would see me in my room. I didn't think I'd do anything wrong, but I went quietly to my room.

In a few minutes Grandma arrived, and I asked, "Did I do something wrong?"

"Not at all," she assured me, "You did everything right, and deserve a special reward."

Grandma slipped off her house dress and stood before me naked. I know the very thought of that would freak out some, but she was in really good shape for a woman her age. Her breasts looked great, and only sagged a little.

She told me to undress and soon I stood before her naked, my little cock standing at attention. She took hold of my cock and stroked me until I came in her hand.

"Now isn't that a lot better than doing it yourself?" she asked, to which I readily agreed.

"From now on I don't want you to jack-off," she said, "When you need it, come to me, okay?"

Of course I agreed, and knew that I was part of a truly wonderful family!

  To be continued . . .

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