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Subject: GRANDPA JOE’S BIRTHDAY ORGY – 12 GRANDPA JOE’S BIRTHDAY ORGY – 12 by Mr. Jimmy (Incest, Urination, Cross-Generational Relationships) Sammy wanted to show me around his land before Grandpa came back, so we walked down the hill from the house to a very big pole barn to get his ATV. We were still shirtless when we pulled away on a downward westward path into a bright sun. The path wove between the side of a dense woods and a mowed hayfield. At one point, it became much steeper, going down for about 30 yards through taller brush until it opened up and leveled out. I then could see a very large tree lined pond. “It is beautiful Sammy,” I said looking out over the clear water as I touched his broad shoulder. I could see ducks floating on the far side and a blue heron wading in the shallows. “Yes it is. And it is spring fed and well stocked. Do you fish Jim?” Sammy asked as he pulled around the pond and stopped next to a small wooden dock. “You know, I have before, but I wouldn’t call myself a fisherman. I wouldn’t mind learning more about it,” I said as our eyes met. He looked as calm and peaceful as I had seen him in the last two days. The breeze caught his white hair and lifted it up a bit highlighting his handsome craggy face. I recognized the warm feeling deep inside of me. “I want to tell you something Sammy. I know it’s only been 24 hours, but I have never felt so at comfortable with a man before. You have so much to offer, I mean, you are sexy, funny, talented and you have loved my Grandpa for a lifetime. I am sure I am falling in love with you.” Sammy leaned over and rubbed his white moustache on my check as he kissed it lovingly. “A lot can happen in 24 hours between real people Jim. I knew the minute we met that I liked you because you have an easy confidence and are not pretentious. I saw you take charge of the pool house project professionally today. That is significant to me, as we have to be able to work hard together in the long run. Of course, you have a great body and really turn me on, which is always a good thing. But most importantly, I watched you closely last night as Joe told you some very personal stories about himself. You listened intently to his every word and empathized so completely with all of his emotions. Well, son, a man that can love and cry with a pure open heart is a rare quality indeed. I need you in my life Jim. I love you too.” Time stood still and we kissed softly. I melted in his arms as he gently caressed my body. There was no doubt now about our love. We held each other quietly as the summer breeze escort blew softly over our bare shoulders, both not wanting anything to change. As Sammy drove us back up the hill toward the house, we could see Grandpa on the back pasture in his Gator waving at us. Sammy veered the ATV and gunned it down the hill and skidded to a stop right next to him. “Hey you two cowboys, whatcha doin’?” Grandpa asked and smiled. “Just showing him the pond Joe,” Sammy said with a teasingly guilty tone. “Hey Grandpa,” I said as I waved hello with my hand. “It is really beautiful.” “Yes it is. So did you work all day shirtless, or…?” Grandpa winked at us. “No Joe. They only came off about an hour ago. By the way, your little talk with him from last night had a deep effect on Jim,” Sammy grinned widely. Grandpa looked a bit relieved, smiled and said, “Oh really?” “Until about an hour ago,” Sammy laughed deeply and slapped his hand on his knee. I couldn’t help but chuckle guiltily too. “Bastards, both of you,” Grandpa said laughing. “I could see the dried cum all over your bodies a half acre away and Sammy, I could smell your big ass hole before I left the farm.” We all laughed even harder at Grandpa’s campy repartee. “I really tried Grandpa, I did. Tell him Sammy. You actually called my celibacy honorable earlier this afternoon. But what in the hell was I suppose to do when this big hunky devil lured me into his theater room and put on the sex video of us from last night. There was no way my honor could battle my boner. Can you ever forgive me Grandpa?” “There are ways of forgiving and ways of getting even, my boy. Sammy isn’t the only old fart around here with surprises up his sleeves,” Grandpa said with half a stink eye. “So why don’t you start getting back on my good side by stripping my shirt off and kissing me like you mean it.” I ran around the ATV, took Grandpa’s cap off, pulled his golf shirt over his head and kissed him passionately. I ran my hands over his hairy chest and twisted his nipples just to make him moan. I then put my mouth up to his ear, made a big fart sound and escaped back to Sammy’s ATV as he peeled off toward the house. We all climbed out of the ATVs next to the pool, still joking around and poking fun at each other. We came together for a big group hug, and walked arm in arm from the lawn to the bar. Sammy boomed, “I now decree the bar open. Let happy hour commence.” As he began pulling beers from the keg, Grandpa nuzzled up from behind him and kissed him on the nape of the neck and whispered something in his ear. I sat down on my izmit escort bayan regular stool and looked at my watch. 4:00. Man, what an intense 25 hours this has been. We all brought our steins together with a loud, “Cheers.” “So did you get any work done today James or did you fuck all day?” Grandpa asked snarkily. Sammy jumped in, “Joseph, I will have you know your grandson measured the entire pool house, woodshedded for four hours and came up with some solutions he would now like to present to us. The fucking came shortly after that.” “You’re up kid,” Sammy gave me the floor. I pulled the copies of the pool house floor plan from my backpack and placed them down so they each had their own to look at. I was confident in my work. I reviewed it in great detail, highlighting maximum flexibility married with complete privacy. I then passed out the budget spreadsheet that was filled out as far as it could go and approximated the money that could be saved if Sammy and I did most of the work. I finished my spiel, took a long drink of beer and looked at the two men. Grandpa spoke first with a proud smile, “OK Jim, I can see you actually did work hard today, in more ways than one. I think your floor plan is excellent and your budget well organized. Very well done kiddo. What do you think Sammy?” “I am in 100% agreement with you Joe. I really like the saving money part. Just a few minor tweaks to the plan and we are good to proceed. Way to go Jimbo.” “Thanks guys, I appreciate it, “I said. We toasted the pool house and drank more of our cold beers. I’m gonna get naked, I thought. I pulled my jeans off and set them on the stool next to me as they both watched. “Damn it, “I exclaimed. “I just remembered I promised Grandmother I would help with her flight plans. I don’t want to do that later after a few beers. I better get dressed and go do that now. I’ll be back as soon as I can.” “Get naked now boy, “Grandpa directed and chuckled. “You should know I had your back and took care of getting her tickets before I left the house. At least one of us didn’t lose half their day watching sex videos.” Sammy and I smiled, both relieved. “Anyway, she is out all evening at her Soroptimist club meeting, so it’s just us boys again this evening!” Most of our clothes were off before he finished his last sentence. Sammy pulled another round of beer and said, “Joe, did Jim ever tell you about his first sexual experience?” “I knew it was at a roadside rest, but am clueless about the details.” “He brought it up over lunch, ” Sammy’s devil izmit sınırsız escort horns began to show again. “Care to repeat the story for your Grandpa Jim?” “Would love to,” I said finishing my beer, looking up and waving at the surveillance camera above the bar. I hopped off my stool naked and repeated my roadside rest, first sex story. But this time, I acted out the action with broad movements, complete with a pantomimed urinal and final sex scene. Sammy and Grandpa were enjoying the shtick, finishing with polite applause. “You deserved a better first time,” Grandpa said to me as he stroked my smooth chest as I grabbed my beer. “Are you kidding? My first time was amazing. It was the weekend with you at Cedar Point,” I said lovingly looking at him straight in the eyes. He swooned as I buried my face in his hairy chest. I pulled back after a few moments and said more seriously, “To be honest guys, my sexual past has had its ups and downs, without any really great lasting moments. I have had some fun tricks, but no real lovers. Then you two studs came along out of fantasy land and turned things upside down.” I continued, “Grandpa, did Sammy tell you I fucked him today?” “Oh please Jim, he didn’t have to. He can could barely walk and still has that, ‘I just got fucked hard smile’ on his smug face.” “But don’t you just love that big ass?” Grandpa quickly added an aside. I could see Sammy enjoyed the attention and was intently interested in my response. “Love is only the start of it, Grandpa. That ass should have its own zip code.” Sammy and Grandpa guffawed. I continued, “Seriously, I think that ass has a mind of its own. It is extremely dangerous and could become quickly addicting.” “Tell me about it. I need to go to rehab, ” Grandpa chuckled. “Can I share a little secret with you guys?” I asked as I took a big drink of my beer. “What would that be son? ” Sammy asked. “That was the first time I have ever fucked someone. And I know what your next question is going to be. The answer is no to that as well, unless you count Fred.” “Who is Fred, “Grandpa asked. “He is my life-like dildo.” Grandpa and Sammy grinned and looked at each other for a few moments reading each other’s minds. “Samuel, don’t even think once about popping my Grandson’s cherry. That gigantic cock of yours will just ruin it for the rest of us.” Grandpa stood up, walked behind me sitting on my stool, put his hairy arms around my chest, pressed his hairy chest to my back and rested his hard cock at the top of my butt crack. “James, remember asking for my forgiveness a few minutes ago?” “Yes I do, Grandpa” “Here is your chance for redemption.” END OF PART 12 (Author’s Note: If you enjoy my stories, please feel free to write to me and converse. Also, please donate to Nifty to keep this website healthy.)

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