Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and in no way endorses or promotes sex with minors. It is merely a fantasy that falls under the Dad/Son & Dominant/Submissive (aka Authoritarian) genres. I identify as the "boy" and "sub" character in this story and I would love to find a dominant "Dad" or "Grandpa" to act out this fantasy with. My e-mail is below if you are interested and in the New York area.
I walked in and there he was. He was expecting me. He was sitting in a chair naked with his legs stretched out, his feet resting on his heels and spread wide open. His cock was fully erect and he had the same smirk on his face. He sat like a King on his thrown, and I, his servant, had come to satisfy him. His confidence both repulsed and excited me. One would never think that a man his age and in his shape, with his beer belly and unkempt hair would ever get laid, especially by a young and attractive boy like me. But his arrogance and certainty made him irresistible.
He didn't care about satisfying my needs; he was a self occupied, macho asshole and wanted his cock sucked. If it was by his gay grandson, so much the better. He liked to humiliate me, maybe because I was as cocky as he was. I knew I was hot and that I could sleep with pretty much any guy. For Grandpa, shooting his cum on my face was like putting me in may place; I both hated and loved him for that.
"Hurry up and undress, cunt!" he snarled at me. I got out of my clothes and he watched my every move as he stroked his cock. Once I was done he snapped again. He loved to order me around and degrade me. The first time he did it, I cried because it pissed me off and hurt my feelings. But he didn't care. He just fucked my mouth and called me a faggot for crying. That's how it was with him. I don't know why I kept going back for more. Something about it was so animal and so sexual, that I just couldn't stop myself. The sick thing was that I actually started liking his dirty talk and now when he called me cunt or bitch or faggot, it made my cock twitch instantly.
As I approached him, his face hardened and he looked me sternly in the eyes: "Now stop wasting time and get on my cock".
I immediately got to my knees and took him in my mouth, his hands were on top of my head pushing me down as far as i could go. As I sucked him off, I remembered the first time he fucked my face-the masculine smell of his cock and balls which, although I was now completely used to, still enticed me. He'd pushed my head down into his bush and I'd taken in his musk. He knew I got off on it. "That's what a man smells like, boy. You better get used to it!" he said and pushed his cock in as far as he could, to force my nose into his crotch.
I remember being so scared the first time I sucked him off. It was the day that he caught me jerking off to a gay porno mag in my room-I had found it lying next to a dumpster on the way home. I was so excited to find it and couldn't wait to wack off. But Grandpa never cared about giving anyone privacy and therefore had no locks on the bedroom (or bathroom) doors. A few minutes into my session and he just walks right in. As I scrambled for covers, he grabbed the mag off the bed. He didn't seem at all surprised or shocked that I was jacking off to a gay porn mag. He just smirked, "So my Grandsons a little queer," he said in a matter of fact tone.
"Well boy, if that's how it is, you're gonna make yourself useful," he said, and sat down on my bed and undid his fly and grabbed me by the back of my head. A second later, my face was being pressed onto his huge cock and I was gagging and bobbing up and down, learning how to service a man.
One would think my first time Grandpa would have been gentle, but that's not his way. He fucked my mouth the same way that he always did after that: hard and fast. He also started fondling my asshole from the beginning. He'd wet his fingers in his mouth and while I was sucking his cock, he'd lean over and start working my hole. At first it really hurt and my objections did little except to encourage him. But I started to like it, once I got used to his large fingers and eventually I couldn't get off without Grandpa's fingers deep inside me.
Things around the house changed very little after we started messing around. The only thing was that Grandpa insisted that when we were in the house alone together, I wear only boxers. He stayed fully dressed. I always thought it was funny that I just didn't go nude, but I think he liked to have the pleasure of exposing me.
He'd be sitting on the couch for instance, and I would be walking by doing something and he'd reach over pull my boxers down, leaving me naked. This seemed to turn him on. Once, in the kitchen he walked in behind me, pulled my boxers down and started finger fucking me and pushed me down over the counter. I think he liked showing me how he could dominate me whenever he wanted.
He also liked to give me full body inspections. He'd have me undress in front of him and I'd stand at attention like I was in the military or something. He'd walk around me, looking at my body, sometimes touching here or there, cupping my balls. He'd also check under my arms to see how much hair I had there and also my crotch. My cock would always jump when he rubbed his hands through my pubes.
Grandpa also loved smelling my body, especially if I had been working out. He said he loved the smell of a sweaty teenage boy. He'd sniff my pits and lean down and smell my crotch. I could see his cock twitching in his pants when he did that. My sweaty, hairy pits really turned him on.
Sometimes I'd have to masturbate for him too, so he could see how much cum I was producing. He would not interfere or touch me during those sessions; he'd only watch me as I jerked off standing in front of him. He always wanted me to stand straight and proud "like a man should" and not to be bashful in front of him. Usually he'd take his cock out of his fly and let it hang out so I'd get off quicker. Then he'd cup his hand and make me cum into it so he could see how much sperm I was shooting. I remember feeling very liberated at being able to jack off in front of another man. It was like I had no secrets anymore and nothing to be ashamed off. I was just doing what all guys do and Grandpa was there to witness it and encourage it.
I also remember the first time Grandpa took me from behind. I came home from school and had an inspection, but Grandpa didn't want me putting my boxers on afterward. He said today was special and wanted me to be naked. It was weird to be naked all the time; it made me feel even more exposed, but I just went with it. I had a hard-on pretty much the whole time because I felt like something was coming.
One minute I was sitting on the floor watching TV and the next moment Grandpa's hand was on my neck, pushing my face to the floor, causing my butt go in the air. Grandpa grunted and I felt his lubed up fingers go into my butthole. I had no illusions about having a romantic first time with Grandpa. He liked rough sex. In his mind, men were tough and if a man wanted to be fucked by another man, it was going to be rough and brutish. Although I'd begged him repeatedly to do it, even I was surprised by Grandpa's sudden and aggressive nature the first time.
Luckily he had worked my hole many times in the past, so his fingers felt pretty good, though he was being a little more aggressive than usual. I heard him fumbling with his belt and unzip his fly as he was fingering me. Then I felt Grandpa's naked erection brush against the side of my ass. I knew he was very, very aroused. My face was still pushed down again the carpet when he started to mount me. I felt his cock pushing against my tightening hole and without further prep, he braced my shoulders with his forearm and ground his thick veiny shaft into my previously un-fucked hole.
I felt an explosion of pain at first and cried out and tried to move, but Grandpa kept me in place with his forearm against my back. He seemed to know what he was doing as if he'd done it before. He let me adjust to the girth of the pole buried deep in me, but he would not take it out; I really wanted him to. He licked my ear and whispered in his harsh, gravelly voice that he was going to give me a good and long overdue fucking. I nodded that I understood, my face streaked with tears, and then he began moving slowly in and out of me; every thrust felt like a cutting knife. I cried again, but he didn't stop fucking me. Knowing Grandpa as I did, I knew he was going to drill me good regardless of the fuss I made. I could see him out of one eye and his expression was serious-that of a man doing what he believed had to be done; my sobbing only illustrated that fact to him even more.
Eventually the pain gave way. I began to notice other things: I could hear and feel the rhythmic slap of his nut sack against my ass; I started to feel a strange tingling sensation in my stomach and it felt good. His long cock started plunging deeper and deeper into my ravaged asshole and I started to feel overwhelming bliss.
His powerful fucking went on for several minutes. He changed positions often, but kept me with my face on the floor and my ass in the air; this became his favorite submissive position for me. I was very vocal as he fucked me, due to the large size of his cock, especially the first time, as his mammoth tool stretched the virgin hole. He seemed to like to hear me. If I got too quiet, he seemed to fuck me harder.
After I had been fucked long, hard and deep to Grandpa's satisfaction, he was ready to cum. He withdrew from me and had me lie my back. As he kneeled over my face, his warm, saggy ball sack resting on my face. He told me to suck on his nuts as he continued to jack himself off.
I savored his man globes in my mouth. I knew Grandpa's balls were full of cum and that I was definitely in for it when he came. He started breathing harder and harder and his hand was moving furiously over his cock. Then came the moment. He brought my head up and let his cock rest on my slightly parted lips. Once he began to cum, he pushed his cock further into my mouth and unleashed his huge, warm gushing white load of man seed. He ordered me to swallow it all. He howled as his thick cock erupted. I could feel his jizz shooting into my throat. I had to swallow quickly to keep up with the volume of the hot, salty spooge. Considering Grandpa's age, I was utterly amazed by the amount.
After he was done, I licked and cleaned off his cock until he was satisfied. He then turned me around. Lying on my back with my knees bent, he finger fucked me while I jacked off. He looked me intently in the eyes while I jerked off and told me what a good boy I was. Once I started to cum, he pushed his fingers in to the hilt and massaged my prostate and I shot out a massive load all over my stomach. He kept pushing until my cock was completely drained.
Afterward we showered together and continued on as if it were just another day. But I always looked forward to our next encounter.
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