I don’t indeed talk to my cousins that much. Our families are widen out all over the place and as we’ve gotten mature we watch every other less. If it wasn’t for my granddad, I don’t if we’d watch em beyond the occasional Christmas or Thanksgiving. It surprised me, then, when I got a type of cryptic text from my cousin, Danny. The text thread was a small in number years old, picking up from some Secret Santa stuff, to suddenly, out of the blue, it read: “Just saw old man. He wishes to talk to u. Just go with it.” That’s it. “Just go with it.” I didn’t know what it meant. I tried to receive greater amount out of him, but this guy appeared to be to not wish to say much greater quantity than that. Sure sufficiently, about a week later, I got a call from Grandpa Ballard wanting to take me away for the weekend. It was a little strange for him to desire to spend time with just me and not my daddy or other brothers. We weren’t exactly the majority close couple, but maybe this chab just wanted to change that. The words “just go with it” stayed in my head. Danny’s not ever steered me wrong in advance of, so I figured, why not? At the very least, my curiosity was piqued. We drove a ways away to this little abode in the woods. It reminded me of the sort of rentals my allies and I had eyed for after graduation. It was cozy, tiny, but clean and modern. I figured we’d spend the weekend just talking about school and jobs and such. But nearly just now, things felt off. Inside, we discovered some bathrobes and jockstraps placed on a table. It appeared to be like strange amenities for a rental, but granddad proceeded to hand me a set and brought me to a wood panelled room to change. I was definitely interested in a sauna or sexy tub, but I didn’t truly ever plan on being in one with my grand-dad! But previous to I could even discover out where we were sleeping, I was in a miniature changing area, watching him disrobe down to no thing! It was clearly meant for one person. I sat on a bench about a foot away from him as this guy casually dropped his panties and his weenie fell out. It was giant! It looked like a rhino horn greater quantity than a knob. I couldn’t tell if this guy was hard or not, but it appeared to be to stick out much greater quantity than I would have guessed! I tried not to stare, but where I was seated, I didn’t truly have anywhere else to look… except for his face. Grandpa Ballard just put on his jockstrap, tucking away his monster member like it was no large deal. He flashed me a quick smile, nearly as if to say, “all set, kiddo!” I tried to play it phat, but I couldn’t make no doubt of what was happening. What’s more… it made me even greater quantity curious. When it was my turn to change, I didn’t truly know how to continue. I did as that guy did, stripping down and removing my garments. When I took off my underclothes, I felt a little flush in my face. I lost my footing slightly and my grand-dad placed a hand on my hip to keep me still. This would have been wonderful, except his hand was on my exposed wazoo when this guy did it. It was somewhat innocuous, but I couldn’t assist feeling my heart race. I’d not at any time been touched… there… previous to. And to think that it was my older man. I don’t know. It was weird, but I think merely cuz I didn’t mind… Once I had my jockstrap and robe on, I followed him out of the small space, hoping to discover a wonderful area to relax. But instead of walking into a sauna, we made our way into a brightly lit day room with a big, flat daybed. It appeared to be greater quantity for massaging than for sleeping, which made my tense up even greater amount. My grandpa’s touch definitely made me feel constrained previous to. The thought of a full massage made me nervous. I mean, what if I inadvertently got hard? Grandpa was very gentle and comforting as that guy laid me down, taking off my robe and setting it aside. I could hardly breathe, let alone speak. I was about to ask him if this was ok, but in advance of I could bring the air out from my lungs, I felt him straddling me from behind, his legs on either side of mine, as that guy began to lazily and sensually massage my back. I won’t lie. It felt worthy. Really admirable. But all the during the time that, I kept thinking that I shouldn’t be here. “Just go with it.” Sure thing, Danny. Easier told than done. But Grandpa Ballard appeared to be to know what that guy was doing. His fingers moved around my body, relaxing me greater quantity than I thought I could be in that situation. And even when this guy put his hands on my ass again… I don’t know. It felt truly fine. So precious that I felt myself getting greater amount than a little aroused. I tried to stay on my front, not showing the prominent bulge in my jockstrap, but as I was worried about hiding myself, Grandpa Ballard appeared to be greater amount interested in finding all my sensitive spots. His hands moved over my backside, playing with my aperture, shooting a fiery sensation through my body, even making my dong trickle a little. I couldn’t make no doubt of it, but I didn’t wish it stop. “You like that?” this guy asked. Maybe it was my breathing or the way I moved my thighs, but this guy appeared to be to know I was enjoying his massaging quite a bit. Then, removing all sense of denial, this chab pulled my nuts out of my jockstrap, cradling em and licking em. I felt the air leave my lungs then. His throat continued to explore my loins, moving up to my arse and licking at my aperture. The feeling of his bristly beard and moist tongue was so wild and hawt, I didn’t crave it to end. He paused for a pont of time to whisper, “You smack like all the guys in our family, too...” Then it hit me. Danny! This was what Danny was trying to tell me! I knew I was going to have to compare notes with him when I got back, but for now, all I could think about was how much I loved having grandpa’s face hole on me… and thinking about putting my face hole on him...

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