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Subject: Thursdays with Dad [Chapter 5] The following story is 100% fiction, sprinkled here and there with some fantasies and vague memories. This story depicts sexual situations between adults and minor males .If this context is illegal where you reside, or you otherwise find it offensive, please do not read, but move on to a more suitable story for you. If you are under the age of eighteen, do not read this story. I appreciate all comments, and love to hear via email from the readers. This is my fourth submission to Nifty, and I will try to respond to any and all comments as time allows. Email is hoo. Thanks for reading, and please donate to Nifty. Your contributions help the great site remain free. Thursdays with Dad (Chapter 5] Grandpa comes to visit "Sure, that would be great. Be good seeing you again, I know Jack will be excited...okay, give us a call from Henry's...love you too...bye". Jack walked in just as Debbie was getting off the phone. "Who was that, Mom?" "Your grandpa-he's coming to visit next week. He's flying in Wednesday and his old friend Henry is picking him up at the airport. He's coming down to see us Thursday. He wanted to see if you wanted to go to the cabin for the weekend. I told him you probably would, and it's okay with me". "Wow, that would be great!" Jack's mind was already racing... "I haven't seen him for two years-maybe he will want to go hiking and fishing!" "Right," Debbie responded, turning her head as her eyes rolled upward. "I hope you two have better luck fishing than you and your dad did last time" she said with a touch of sarcasm. Debbie had been to the cabin with Joe one time several years ago, and the place reeked of testosterone and male sexuality. Joe had told her much of his family's history and traditions, but she certainly didn't want to hear chapter and verse from her twelve-year-old son. Grandpa John arrived at their house Thursday mid-afternoon, and after the usual hugs and chit chat, he treated them to a nice Mexican dinner. Plans were made for the trip to the cabin, and when they got home Jack packed his things for the weekend. Grandpa and Debbie had never been together sexually, but there had been constant tension between them since she and Joe dated in high school. Each, out of respect for Joe, teased and flirted gaziantep travesti with each other, but never went further. For his part, Joe would have been fine if they did, so long as they told him all the details for a following masturbation session. Friday afternoon came, and grandfather and grandson headed out for the hour trip to the isolated cabin up in the foothills. Jack could barely sleep the night before, filled with anticipation and curiosity. His cock had been hard off and on all night and morning. In the truck, he was hard again, and tried to sneak a grab now and then, but he was pretty obvious with it. "What do you have there, buddy?"Grandpa asked. "Why don't you pull it out and let me have a better look?" It felt completely natural to Jack as he unzipped his cargo shorts and pulled out his pubescent yet impressive boy cock. Stroking it slowly, his grandad moaned his approval. "Put that thing away-I can't drive and look at you too" he smiled. For the rest of the trip they each rubbed themselves in anticipation of the weekend's possibilities. At the cabin they hauled their stuff in and put it in the same big bedroom, both assuming that they would be sleeping together the next couple of nights. The sun had gone down and it was chilly, so they lit a fire in the fireplace and got some comfy clothes on. Grandpa poured two glasses of Jim Beam, this being a first for Jack, his own cocktail. "I figured you might like to try some of this. You don't need to drink the whole thing, but I thought it might help calm your nerves a bit. You need to know that this weekend is for you-I have no expectations. I'm good with whatever you want to do." "Thanks, Grandpa. I am a little nervous, I guess, but after being here with Dad and hearing some of his experiences at my age, I want to do everything!" They snuggled on the couch under a warm blanket and sipped their drinks, and Jack was even warmer now on the inside. Watching the fire, they began to rub one another's legs and chests. Grandpa leaned down and gave Jack a light kiss, which Jack responded to with a wet open-mouthed love kiss. They each quickly found the other's cock through the thin lounge pants, and both of the organs were fully erect. "I guess you know that your dad and gaziantep masaj salonları I spent several weekends up here together. We shared a lot of pleasure, and in the process I believe it has made us better, more sensitive and understanding men." Grandpa squeezed his grandson tightly. "Dad told me all about your trips, and I hope he and I can do that too" "How's your drink, Jack? I think I will have one more. How about you?" Both were feeling quite mellow at this point. "I think I would like a little more too," Jack responded. Grandpa got up to refresh their drinks and Jack, emboldened by the liquor and his lust, pulled his lounge pants and underwear down and off in one smooth motion. Grandpa returned with the drinks, and each took long healthy sips of the Beam. As they resumed their earlier positions, Grandpa put his hand on Jack's leg and felt the soft skin of his grandson's thigh. "Drink up, boy, I think it's time for bed", Grandpa whispered hoarsely. Undressing, Jack watched his grandpa take his clothes off. John was 60, but was in excellent shape. Short silver hair and a beautiful Florida tan all over. His cock was medium sized and cut, like Jack's father, and his Pubic hair was nicely trimmed. Jack's mouth was drooling at the sight of this beautiful manhood. Soon they were under the covers, stretched out to achieve maximum contact, making out like love-starved teenagers-one not a teenager yet and the other way past that stage. In their sex-fueled rush, neither had had a shower, but that mattered little. Both were tasting of whiskey, and grandpa had a faint Old Spice aroma of a mature man. Jack had that hormone-induced smell of pubescent boy. Grandpa pushed Jack onto his back and quickly lowered his mouth to his grandson's beautiful cock, licking his smooth scrotum and hard dick. Jack moaned in ecstasy as his cock was completely engulfed in his grandfather's hot, wet mouth. Grandpa new instinctly how far alongJack was, and slowed his tempo, not wanting his grandson to cum yet. His own cock was needing that ultimate source of pleasure, and he didn't want Jack to miss hot filling. "Spread your knees apart, as far as you can." Grandpa told him. "Now raise your legs closer to your chest." Jack felt wonderfully gaziantep escort bayan exposed and vulnerable as the cool air tickled his otherwise hot entrance. Grandpa grabbed a pillow and placed it under his grandson's hips, allowing first a beautiful and vulgar view of this prize, as well as a perfect angle to penetrate with his cock. He positioned himself between Jack's legs and bent over to kiss him. The heat from their bodies melting them into one. As they passionately kissed, Grandpa whispered " I am about to give you the ultimate love between men". Jack shivered and pleaded "yes, Grandpa, please fuck me"! Grandpa took the lube bottle and thoroughly moistened his hard cock, and then an additional two fingers worth to work into Jack's hole. Jack bucked wildly as his grandpa worked his fingers in a circular motion, then the familiar in and out movements. Grandpa knew it was time. "Ready Boy"? He asked. "Oh, I am so ready, Grandpa...please fuck me now!" Grandpa was a bit thicker, and thus went very slowly...positioning his glistening purple head against Jack's mildly dilated hole. Jack tried to push back, but Grandpa held him still. "Be patient, Jack...it's always better to go slow at first to allow your insides to adjust to the size of my cock, and make sure the lubricant is spread around thoroughly in there. The skin is tender, but filled with nerve endings that make it feel so good. A slow fuck is a good fuck is what my dad always taught me." Grandpa gently pushed an inch further in the wet warmth, both starting to feel those age-old sensations that men have craved for millennia. He pulled out and Jack sensed the void- "Oh, don't stop! Put it back in!" Grandpa had no intention of stopping, and reinserted his hardness, going another two inches deeper. Jack had never felt anything so wonderful, as his grandfather's hot meat reached its maximum depth well into his grandson's rectum. Both were nearing completion, and three more deep strokes brought on delicious spasms for Grandpa as well intense muscle contractions inside Jack's bottom, resulting in strong orgasms for each. Grandpa shot deeply into his grandson's guts as they fiercely embraced . As breathing returned to normal, Grandpa rolled over and was asleep in seconds. Jack lay there, feeling the semen slowly drip from his stretched and swollen hole. He wondered what they could do tomorrow that could match this. Oh well, he thought to himself, I'm not that sore! The end. (In the next chapter, Grandpa's friend Henry comes to visit). I would love to hear comments and suggestions. Write to me at the above address, and DON'T forget to support Nifty!