Perverts 'R' Us

Showing My Grandson

By Boy O' Boy ( M/b, inc )

This is a fictional story. Any resemblance to actual persons is completely accidental. If intergenerational sexual fantasy or incest offends you then please leave now. Likewise, if you're under the completely arbitrary age of consent you must leave now too. Some sixty five-year old men who make the rules and forgot how horny they were as young boys might arrest you.

"This is how it happened." My friend related to me as we sat on his patio.

I was leaning forward now, very interested in the story he was telling. My friend was a grandfather. He wasn't old in the sense one thinks a grandfather should be. He was fit and active and in fairly good shape for someone slightly past middle age. His salt and pepper hair belied his sexuality, however. This man was as horny as any young guy I'd ever known was. I'd seen his cock before and it was pretty damned impressive. At over eight inches and thick, it made my own mouth water a little. I'm a cocksucker and have been since I can remember, thanks to my sharing a bedroom with a very horny older teen brother as I grew up. I'll tell that story another time.

As my friend was telling me his story of how he had first fondled, then overtly molested his 6-year-old grandson that first time my cock began to lengthen and throb. I absent-mindedly grabbed it and squeezed a little pre-cum out of the piss slit. Dick grabbed his cock too. Dick, now there's a name that fits this guy. Everything about him was sexual, including his name.

The two of us were nude out on his patio. A high privacy fence protected it from prying eyes. This was where my friend had first touched his grandson in a sexual way, right on the chaise on which he was sitting. My mouth salivated as he continued with his erotic story. I imagined the two of them laying back on the lounge, the young boy on his grandfather's chest rubbing his sweet young cock on it. I saw in my mind's eye the grandfather fondling and squeezing the boy's firm little butt to his squeals of glee. My cock was feeling those surges of pleasure again.

"Me and Mark, that's my grandkid, had just gotten out of the pool and I was toweling him off. My hands lingered over the front of his soggy swim trunks and I could feel the little nubbin of a cocklet under the wet fabric. I couldn't resist. I felt my own cock tingle as my mind held perverted pictures of me sucking on that tiny stiff boy-peter. I must have lingered longer than I thought. I was brought back to the task at hand by my grandson's giggles."

"'Grampa! That tickles, stop it!' he said innocently."

"He was all smiles and I knew then that he had thoroughly enjoyed this most private touching. I laughed back at him and asked why I should stop if it felt so good. 'Aren't tickles fun?' I asked as I smiled down at him."

"He grinned sort of mischievously and I felt my heart racing. 'You old damned pervert what the fuck are you doing?' I thought. But I knew I was just fooling myself. I loved what I'd just done and so had my grandson. Some kids seem to be born to it; being sexual at a young age. You could almost pick them out of a crowd. At least, I could. I'd often noticed how a young boy snuggled up against his dad's chest as he was being carried. His father's hands were holding his tiny butt cheeks firmly as they walked must have sent very pleasurable sensations into the boy's genital region. I've even seen young kids rub themselves firmly against their father, wanting more of this wonderful pleasure. I had to think that maybe in a more private setting that father would do a lot more than cup his son's butt in his hands. I always felt a perverted surge going through my cock when I watched. But back to my story, I think you'll enjoy this."

"I hefted him up on my thigh and gave him a big loving hug. He leaned into my chest and his cheek rubbed against my swollen nipple. The water had been a bit cold and the reaction was that my nipples had become engorged. I gasped at the erotic sensation his smooth cheek gave me. I closed my eyes for a moment to take in the pleasurable feeling. At that moment I knew I'd crossed the point of no return. I pushed my chest up against the boy's cheek and put my hand at the back of his head. I moved it slightly so his mouth was very near my nipple. His eyes were closed in contentment."

"I managed to slowly position his face against my nipple. I could feel the sensation all the way down to my half-hard cock and balls. I moved him up so that his tiny pink lips brushed against it. I let out a loud sigh as the sensations went through me like a gunshot. He was a little startled and tried to lift his head up but my hand held him down on my chest. I pushed gently still, even a bit insistently until his lips were on my nipple. He automatically opened his mouth some and I managed to push my swollen pink nub into his mouth. Even at his age a boy's natural reaction is to suck and he did it without hesitating. I have to tell you, as long as I'd lived nothing was as erotic as that first minute my grandson suckled on my nipple."

"My cock almost erupted right then and there but I managed to hold back. I whispered to my grandson, encouraging him to continue suckling. 'Go on Mark, that makes grandpa feel so good.' It didn't take much encouragement. He pushed his face into my chest and sucked my now engorged nipple into his mouth. He didn't need any further instruction. He sucked on my nipple like a baby sucks on its bottle. I moaned my approval and he redoubled his sucking effort. He knew he was doing something his grandpa loved."

"I reached for my cock and squeezed it through the fabric of my trunks. I felt the first drops of pre-cum begin to ooze now. I slid my hand down into the waistband and began to cup my balls and rub them with intense delight. I was in pedophile heaven now. This was so natural that it seemed to just happen. There was no planning, no force, nothing but grandfather and grandson doing what they were compelled to do. My other hand rubbed the back of Marks neck. He sighed and pressed his face into my fleshy pectoral muscle. He was loving this."

I grabbed at my cock as the story unfolded. It was so stiff that it almost hurt. I slowly stroked it as he glanced down between my legs with a smile of approval. He knew that I was hooked now. His cock was responding likewise. He continued on with his perverted story of the molestation of his grandson.

"My free hand moved down my grandson's back and rested on his damp swim trunks. I massaged his tiny little butt cheeks and his reaction was classic. He began to suckle my nipple in earnest now. A sigh escaped his lips as he entered into little-boy oblivion. I was aroused beyond belief by now. My fingers slid into the waistband of the youngster's trunks and I pulled them down below his butt crack. I could see it easily. The whiteness of it against the tawny tan of his always-exposed summer skin was exciting. It meant that I was seeing parts of him that even the sun had never seen. My big, gnarled, sun-worn hand up against those white virginal mounds was a sight to behold."

"I managed to pull the trunks off slowly and slid them off his feet without disturbing him. He didn't resist. Gradually, I did the same with my own loose-fitting trunks. We were now both completely naked out here. No one was home and no neighbors could peer into this little alcove. I felt safe. I rubbed my grandson's back and on down to his little butt and upper thighs. His sighs of satisfaction were all I needed to continue on. I reached between his legs and began to fondle his tiny cocklet and balls. He positioned himself so that I had full access. He spread his smooth boy legs wider and I smiled. 'How much more perfect could this have gone?' I thought to myself. He loves this. He loves his grandpa. I love him. It made it all the more natural and all the more perverse. My heart was racing with perverted lust."

My heart was racing too as I listened. My cock was throbbing up and down with the pulses going through it. I had an ache in my balls that I seldom felt except in moments of total perversion like this. My breathing had quickened as I listened to this retelling of the sexual awakening of a young boy.

"After a while, my nipple was becoming tender. I picked Mark up and positioned him onto the other engorged nipple. Again the electricity surged through my body and made my cock jerk up. I was still rubbing his tiny hard little uncut penis between my finger and thumb to his coos of delight. We must have stayed like this for a good half-hour. Then I hefted him up and sat him on my thighs facing me."

"My uncut cock was up against my stomach in full erection. He looked at it with some awe. He'd seen me naked before but he'd never seen his grandpa with a hardon. I smiled my approval as he reached forward and grasped it with both tiny hands. It looked so big in comparison. I showed him how to make it feel good by squeezing it gently as he stroked it up and down. He caught on fast. He was a total boy. I think it's an inborn talent that a boy just seems to know. I watched as he jacked my cock with a look of sheer delight on his young face."

"His little cock was also hard and sticking straight up. I managed to get my hand down there and did the same favor to him. He shivered in delight. Never before in his young life had anyone touched him in such an exciting way. In no time my cock and balls began to boil and surge with pre orgasmic ecstasy. I threw my head back and began to moan uncontrollably. Mark hesitated only a second before he resumed his rhythmic stroking. The first spurt of cum shot into the air and landed on my stomach, the second and third squirts hit Mark on the face and chest. He was shocked at what had happened. He wasn't prepared for this surprise. I should have warned him, but honestly, by the time I'd gotten this far, I couldn't speak let alone give him a warning of what was about to happen. I glanced down at him quickly to watch my cock in his hands. It throbbed and jerked with a life of its own. Thick cum pooled in the cup of foreskin pushed up on the head of my dick. I was smiling at the boy and he quickly learned that what he'd done was a very good thing and his grandpa was a very happy man. Even at six years old a boy has some sense of what sex is. He knew he was feeling better than he'd ever felt in his life and he made his horny grandpa feel great too. He was smiling."

I could feel my own balls tingling and grasped them and gave myself a good squeeze. The telling of this old man's story was having the effect he wanted.

I sighed in pre-orgasm as he neared the end his tale of incestual lust. I stood up and walked over to my friend's chaise and sat on the edge of it. His cock was as hard as I'd ever felt. I began to stroke it slowly as he continued with his erotic story of child molestation. I leaned over and began to suck him. It didn't keep him from finishing his tale of incest and perversion.

"Well, after I'd cum I was nearly exhausted but I wanted this to be a memorable afternoon for little Mark. I wiped some cum off my stomach and brought my coated finger to my lips. I pushed it into my mouth and sucked it clean, looking my grandson in the eye. Mark watched with rapt attention. His mouth hung open in awe. I repeated the gesture only this time I put my cum-coated digit on his lips. He parted them and I stuck my big rough finger into his mouth. He sucked it willingly. This boy was a natural and would do anything his grandpa asked of him. He sucked on my finger hungrily. I repeated it until I'd wiped all the cum off both of us."

"I hefted him up to my chest and put my mouth around his cocklet and balls and sucked him into a frenzy of little boy orgasm. The buildup had done its job. His little cocklet was very sensitive now. He shook and squealed his delight as his little penis vibrated in my mouth. If I hadn't just cum, I know I'd have shot my wad right then and there. The boy went nearly limp after the last throes of pure sexual pleasure surged through his body. I sat him down on my lap and cuddled him lovingly. He smiled up at me and said, 'I love you, Grandpa.' before he fell into a deep sleep."

I felt my own cock begin to respond uncontrollably as I listened to the erotic tale. My balls were churning and I could feel that intense sensation as my asshole twitched in response to my sexual arousal. I loved that feeling. A man's asshole is meant for many things and this was one of the best. The sensations were so intense I had to close my eyes and savor them. I felt a hand on my cock and looked down to see this man fondling me. I stroked his big cock and leaned over to suck the head of it into my mouth. He began jacking my cock at the same slow speed I was sucking him. I was shaking with lust by now. The effect of hearing the story of a young boy being taught how to enjoy his body by his grandfather and me sucking that same grandfatherly cock was intoxicating. I listened as the story neared its end.

"I wasn't finished with my grandson. I needed to show him one more pleasure. After his short nap I stood up and laid the boy on the chaise lounge on his back. I hefted his legs up and bent down, holding them wide apart. He was completely exposed and vulnerable, yet he trusted his grandpa. I wanted this to be a very special day that he would remember for a lifetime."

"At first, I just suckled his little penis but in no time I moved lower down, licking his ball sack as I went. I engulfed his little package and sucked it around inside my mouth, rubbing my tongue up and down from the tip of his tiny stiff penis on down to his balls and below the perineum that was so tender that he jumped at the unexpected sensations. I didn't stop there. I spread his tiny white cheeks and stuck my tongue right on his pink little asshole. It was so tight and so tiny that until I spread his cheeks it was nearly invisible. The color was no different than the surrounding skin. That is until I pulled his cheeks apart, then the pearly pinkness of his exposed anus came into view.

I heard a gasp of sheer ecstasy escape his lips as he stiffened, not in opposition to what I was doing but in sheer delight at the unexpected sexual pleasure I was giving him. I licked his asshole for some minutes as I gradually opened him up with my probing tongue. I spread his butt cheeks wider with my thumbs as my tongue entered his nether region. Never before had anyone touched him back there. His pure delight showed. He would never again think that his butt was just a disposal unit. He now knew that touched in the right way it could be a very fun place indeed. We both sighed now. We were in a sexual oblivion that happens rarely. I continued my tonguing of his sweet anus. The scent and taste of sweet boy musk mixed with fresh sweat filled my nostrils and lingered on my tongue."

"I felt his tiny hands moving and glanced up to see him masturbating his little 6-year-old cocklet. He was one fast learner, that boy. After a few minutes I reached between my own legs and we masturbated together as I brought my little grandson to his second orgasm of the day. We both shook and moaned as first he had a dry cum and then I shot another big load of grandpa juice into my hand. I lifted my palm up and offered it to Mark. He lapped at like a cat licks at a bowl of milk. I felt another twinge in my half flaccid cock."

"I smiled at my grandson and loved him in a whole new way that afternoon. It was the start of an ongoing love affair that I hope never ends. When I finished I hefted him up and we kissed. I stuck my tongue into his cum coated mouth and we sucked on each other's tongues. I tasted my own cum. He loved eating cum from the very first time. He grew to love cum even more and learned to put his tiny mouth on the head of my cock as I shot my load into him. He would shiver in delight. So would I. He was one of those special boys who seem to take easily to sucking cock and swallowing cum. I was the same kind of boy. My grandfather had molested me in the same way. I loved my grandfather more than any boy could and for years we had a close sexual relationship. I still think of those times and get aroused."

"After that first time we discovered other places to have our fun. One of my favorite places is the garage. I have a workbench there and I love to sit him down on it and open up his butt cheeks and look at his tiny pink hole before my tongue licks it. Many times he would get on his hands and knees and point his butt at me. No fool, that boy. He wanted every single pleasure I could give him. By the time he had his first orgasm of the day he wanted to hold on to his grandpa's cock. I always obliged."

"I'd drop my pants and let him fondle it and stroke it while I looked down at the obscene view before me. It made me shiver in pedophilic lust. I watched his eyes gleam as he stroked me to orgasm. He had that look of total concentration one gets when they are doing something they love. He knew what to do. He put his mouth on the purple head of my cock and sucked gobs of cum out of my balls. I had to steady myself on the workbench so I wouldn't fall over. That's how intense my orgasms with that boy were. When he finished draining me I'd heft him up and plant a big kiss on his lips so I could get a taste of cum too. He knew I loved eating my own cum and he opened his mouth so I could lick the insides of his cheeks and his tongue. That always made him sigh and shiver with sexual delight."

I couldn't hold out any longer. As he was describing how he had rimmed that virginal hole I shot my wad with an intensity that I'd seldom had in recent years. It reminded me of my teen years where I'd cum so hard I'd almost pass out. I heard a similar sigh from my friend as I felt his big cock throb and release gob after gob of thick white cum into my waiting throat. My own cum flew into the air and dribbled down my shaft onto his hand. I watched as he licked his hand clean of the white goo. I leaned forward and we kissed. He licked his cum from my mouth. I licked cum from his as we swallowed. I felt the surge of sexual energy go through my body as I was coming down from my orgasm.

We sat in silence for some time. I tried to remember every single word this gentle pervert had told me. He had disclosed such a personal part of himself that I felt I needed to return the favor. But not now, I'd save it for another day, a day that wouldn't be too far off if I had anything to do with it. I lay back on the lounge chair next to my friend and closed my eyes. I drifted off into oblivion with a smile on my lips. My hand cupped my flaccid penis and balls as the sun warmed me. What a perfect day this had been.

Before I left my friend invited me to join him and Mark the next time he came for a visit. I felt very honored that he trusted me with his precious grandson. I would not disappoint him.