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Subject: Summer with Gramps, Part 3 (gay/incest) This is adult FICTION. It is not intended to encourage or condone any similar activities in the real world. It is merely ENTERTAINMENT, for which Nifty could use your donations! http://donate./donate.html Don’t read this story if you’re not old enough for this stuff, if m/m stories offend you, or if “family fun” isn’t your kind of fantasy. On the other hand, if that’s what you’re looking for, then unzip and get busy! SUMMER WITH GRAMPS PART 3 I fell asleep in Dad’s arms. He hadn’t been in any hurry to turn my ass over to Gramps, and I hadn’t insisted. I figured I had all summer for that. When I woke up, I was all alone in bed. “Oh shit!” I exclaimed after I looked at the clock and saw how late it was. Gramps was not going to be happy that, on top of not giving my ass up to him the night before, I’d slept well into the morning chore time. I jumped out of bed and pulled on my jeans, going commando to save even that little amount of time. I then slipped on some socks and my boots and headed out of the bedroom as I pulled on a T-shirt. All was quiet downstairs. It seemed odd, but I didn’t have time to worry about it. I ran out and did a quick gather at the chicken coop. After leaving the fresh eggs in the kitchen, I hurried off to the barn to milk the cow…and probably get chewed out by Gramps. The cow mooed as I put the bucket under her and sat on the stool. I wasn’t sure if she was telling me it was about time or not. The milk flowed in steady squirts, so I guessed it was the former. When the bucket was about half full, I started to relax a little. No sign of Gramps yet, so he must not be too agitated about my lateness. Then it hit me. Sunday! They must have all gone off to early church services, figuring I would get up and do the chores. I was going to get away with sleeping late, I chuckled to myself as I continued to fill the bucket. With my mind more relaxed, I also started drifting into memories of the night before. I still couldn’t believe that my own dad had fucked my ass and filled me with cum. My cock started stiffening up as I thought about it. “When I get done with you,” I said to the cow, “I think I just might have to milk myself.” She gave me an uninterested moo in response. I was almost ready to call the milking finished when I heard a grunt in the hayloft. I don’t know if it was the first one or just the first one I’d noticed…having been so worried about the chores. Or maybe I was so horny that I was just thinking about what Gramps and I had done up there. Nope, another soft grunt. Soft and muted but definitely a grunt. I moved the milk bucket, so the cow didn’t kick it over, then I slowly climbed the ladder to the loft. As I got closer and closer to the hole into the loft, the grunts became more and more clear…and regular. I could also hear whispering that I hadn’t heard from farther way. I continued climbing, and when I reached the top, I was careful only to lift enough of my head above the hole to see what was happening. And boy was there something to see! Dad was stretched out on his back on the hay bale Gramps had been sitting on when I sucked him off the day before. No, it was the same place, but it was two bales high instead of just one. I could see that made it just the right height for Gramps, who stood between Dad’s spread legs. But Gramps wasn’t just standing. He was gripping Dad’s legs by the ankles, spreading them wide, and fucking Dad’s ass. Dad was the one grunting every time Gramps plunged his fat cock into him. “Oh, Dad,” he moaned, “I miss this.” “Well, if you’d move closer like I said,” Gramps grunted, “we could get back to doing this regularly again.” “You heard Suzie,” Dad groaned. “So, my boy is pussy whipped, is he?” Grumps chuckled as he gave Dad a hard thrust. “Oh god,” Dad moaned with pleasure, “I wish. She hasn’t let me in her pussy for years.” That was more information than I needed to know. “No wonder you kept asking me when I thought Charlie would be ready,” Gramps chuckled again. “I’ve wanted him so bad,” Dad moaned. “I wanted to have the same thing with him that you had with me. Sometimes, at night, I would go stand by his bed, and it was all I could do to restrain myself.” “But you never touched the boy,” Gramps grunt. He seemed to be fucking Dad’s ass a little harder and faster. Talking about me was getting the juices flowing. “The first time,” Dad grunted, “I saw his hardon tenting the sheets,” he grunted, “I wanted so bad,” grunt, “to suck him off then and there,” he panted. “But you didn’t,” Gramps panted with excitement. “No,” Dad moaned, “but one time I noticed he’d had a wet dream.” “Oh yeah?” Gramps moaned, really slamming his cock into Dad’s ass. “His underwear was soaked with cum,” Dad moaned. “I’m surprised you didn’t suck it out,” Gramps chuckled. “I wanted to,” Dad admitted, “but instead I jacked off and shot my load on his crotch instead.” “You fucking pervert,” Gramps grumbled, but his excitement level was obviously increasing. I figured that applied to me too, since hearing about my dad’s desires was inflaming my own. I quietly unzipped my jeans and released my raging cock. “Oh god,” Dad moaned, “I know, but it felt so good. Oh fuck, Dad,” he grunted as Gramps really started ramming Dad’s ass deep. “Watching my cum soak into his wet underwear, drove me wild.” “I’m surprised you didn’t take his ass then and there,” Gramps grunted. “I wanted him to want it,” Dad panted. “To want me. To want his Dad’s cock inside him the way I’ve always wanted yours.” “You’re gonna have my cum inside your ass soon, Son,” Gramps moan. “Oh yes, Dad,” my own dad moaned. “I can’t get enough of you.” “This load was meant for Charlie’s ass,” Gramps growled. “I’m sorry, Dad. He wanted it. I know he did. We just fell asleep. But I’m not sorry. I want it so bad! He has all summer to take your cum. I just have this weekend!” “Then get ready, boy, because you’re about to get your wish,” Gramps grunted. He spread Dad’s legs wider and really started jack-hammering his ass. Pounding away. Deeper. Harder. Both of them grunting with pleasure. “Fill his ass, Gramps!” I finally yelled. “I wondered how long you were gonna just watch,” Gramps grunted with a chuckle. “Get up here and feed your daddy what he wants.” “Oh god, yes, Charlie,” Dad begged. I didn’t have to be asked twice. I scrambled up the rest of the ladder and into the loft. My rigid cock was bouncing as I quickly rushed over to Dad. He didn’t waste any time either. He gripped my shaft and pulled me into his hot, wet mouth. “Oh shit,” Gramps grunted, “that’s what I needed to see. My boy sucking his boy.” Dad was eating my cock like there was no tomorrow, and I was quickly fucking it into darıca escort his mouth. With his free hand, Dad suddenly grabbed his own engorged cock and began pumping on it as I fucked his mouth and Gramps fucked his ass. “GONNA FILL YOUR ASS, SON!” Gramps finally bellowed. “MMMPPPPHHH!” Dad replied. “GONNA FILL YOUR MOUTH, DAD!” I bellowed as loud as Gramps. “MMMPPPPHHH!” Dad repeated and frantically pounded his pud. “LET’S FILL HIM UP, CHARLIE!” Gramps yelled. “READY WHEN YOU ARE!” I panted back. “LET ‘ER RIP!” Gramps replied, slamming his cock into Dad’s ass. “FUCK YEAH!” I agreed, thrusting my cock down Dad’s throat and making him gag. “UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!” Gramps grunted with every thrust of his cock and every shot of his cum into Dad’s ass. “I’M CUMMING, DAD!” I warned him, in case there was any doubt. He used his hand to push me back so only the head was still in his mouth as it began gushing my teen jizz into him. Dad gulped and moaned and gulped and moaned some more. Finally, he roared “MMMPPPPHHH!” and slammed his fist to the base of his cock, which erupted and started spewing daddy cream all over his belly and chest. “FUCK YEAH, BOYS!” Gramps yelled, continuing to slam into Dad’s ass, pushing cum deep inside him. “FUCK YEAH!” I agreed, pumping cum into my Dad for the first time. “Eat it all, Dad,” I ordered, “just like you’ve always wanted.” “Mmmmmmmmm,” Dad moaned as he savored my seed for the first time. “I’m not sure I’ll ever feel safe going to sleep with you around again,” I chuckled as my energy rapidly wore down. Dad let my cock slip from his mouth, but he continued stroking the slick shaft as he asked, “Are you sure you don’t want to stay home for one more summer, Son?” “It’s up to you,” Gramps added calmly. “I won’t object.” “I really want to now,” I admitted, “but we’ve already made plans. And what would Mom say?” “Plenty, I’ll bet,” Gramps chuckled. “I understand,” Dad replied, and then he gently began sucking on my spent cock. “You’ll just have to come visit us more often,” Gramps suggested. “Oh yeah, definitely,” I agreed. Dad released my cock with a slurp. “That’s a promise.” “That’s settled then,” Gramps said, slowly pulling his cock out of Dad’s ass. Dad moaned when he was emptied. “Time to get those chores done now that sleepy head has managed to get his lazy, used ass out of bed.” “I’ve already finished the milking,” I replied. “But I haven’t,” Dad said as he sucked my semihard cock back into his mouth. “Chores wait for no man and his cock,” Gramps informed him. Dad released my cock again. “Well, I’ve waited a long time to eat this cock, and I’m not going to stop now. You can do the chores yourself, old man.” Dad grinned and swallowed my cock again. He also started playing with my balls. I moaned with pleasure. Gramps glared at us for a few seconds, but then he burst into a grin. “That’s my boys.” As he passed me, Gramps swatted my ass and said, “Don’t let him wear you out. I still want a shot at this ass. Gotta make sure it’s worth having around for the summer.” Dad released my cock again. “Oh, it is, Dad. Take my word for it. You won’t be disappointed. I wasn’t.” Then he went back to work on me, determined to get another load of his son’s cum, no matter how much effort it took. ***** When Dad and I were finally walking back to the house, I asked boldly, “Is it true about you and Mom?” “What?” Dad asked, having no clue what I was talking about. “You don’t… Well, you know… anymore?” “Jesus, Son, not for years,” he laughed, draping his arm around my shoulder and hugging me as we walked. “Don’t get me wrong. I love you mother, still. But that shop has been closed for a long time.” “I wish I’d known,” I replied honestly. “Believe me, Charlie, so do I. We could have been having a lot of fun. You know, I wondered about you…always with your nose in the books. I just didn’t want to offend you by suggesting anything that might have been way off the mark.” “Would have been a bullseye,” I assured him. “I’ve been jacking off for years thinking about sex with men.” “Including me?” Dad asked. “Actually, no,” I admitted. “I never even thought about family fun until recently.” “That’s a shame,” Dad chuckled. “We’ll have to make up for lost time whenever we can.” “Absolutely,” I agreed, wrapping my arm around his waist. Just as we got to the porch, Mom and Gran pulled up in our car. Mom got out and said, “You missed quite a sermon.” “I don’t think so,” Dad replied. “Spending time with my son is more important.” “Don’t be blasphemous, Marty,” my mom replied before launching into a full recount of the service as we all went in the house. ***** We had a huge Sunday lunch, and then we all just sat around talking. Well, Mom did most of the talking, with Gran putting in a word or two whenever she could. I tried to get away, but Mom wouldn’t hear of it. She wanted every minute she could get with me. I’m not sure why, since she could have carried on her monologue just as well with just Gran, Gramps, and Dad to listen. But I sat it out. Dad sat next to me on the sofa and let his hand rest on my thigh. I placed my hand on top of it and we smiled at each other. I looked at Gramps, and he gave me a knowing wink. I stuck out my tongue and licked my lips, which made him almost choke on his soda. “You alright, Joe,” Gran asked. “Never better,” Gramps assured her as he adjusted his package and gave me a knowing leer. The afternoon continued to drag on until Mom finally said, “I think we should think about heading out, Marty.” “I thought we’d stick around long enough for me to help with the evening chores,” Dad replied casually. “Don’t be silly,” Mom objected. “We won’t get home until after midnight if you do that.” “So, you just want him to eat my food, drop off his kid, and run,” Gramps replied gruffly. “Well, no, Joe,” Mom replied quickly. “I didn’t mean that. But we really should be going.” “You can go any time you want, Suzie. Marty’s welcome to stay here. Or you can wait until after the chores are done and take your husband with you. Up to you.” It was all said in a casual, off-hand way, but the decision was clearly final, and for the first time in a long time, Mom had nothing to say. ***** “Thanks, Dad,” my own dad said when we finally headed out to do chores. “Thanks nothing,” Gramps replied. “I let you off last night. This time, you can pull your weight.” “Or something else,” I laughed. “Chores first, boy,” Gramps said gruffly, but then added a wink. With Dad helping, we got everything done faster. And that wasn’t because we cut corners. No matter how horny Gramps might have been, he insisted that everything still had to be done right. And it was. Dad wasn’t used to the work, though, kocaeli eve gelen escort and he was sweating up a storm by the time everything was finished. “I forgot how much work chores are,” Dad laughed as he wiped the sweat from his brow. “Does that mean you’re too tired for a trip to the hayloft?” Gramps asked with a grin. “You know me better than that,” Dad smiled back. “What are we waiting for then?” I asked before running to the barn and climbing the loft ladder without delay. By the time Dad and Gramps finally climbed into the loft, I already had Gramps’ hidden blanket spread out on the floor. I was naked in the middle of it. On all fours and looking down at one of Gramps’ Handjobs magazines. “Your boy doesn’t waste time,” Gramps chuckled. “He knows the value of time,” Dad agreed, starting to strip off his own clothes. “All I know is that I want my shot at that ass!” “It’s all yours,” I said, swaying it back and forth suggestively. I’d also discovered that Gramps had more lube in his loft hiding place. “It’s all lubed and ready to go.” “That’s what I like to hear,” Gramps said, finally beginning to undress. “What are you reading?” Dad laughed. I held up the magazine so Dad could see the cover illustration of a coach fucking one of his players. “Wish I’d heard about this magazine before. It gives me a lot of ideas.” “I’ll bet it does,” Dad smiled as he began stroking his cock toward hardness. “Does this give you any ideas?” “One or two,” I smiled, putting aside the magazine. “Let me have a closer look.” Dad kneeled in front of me and presented me with the cock that made me. I licked my lips and let my mouth drop open. “Aaaaaaaah,” I moaned. “I think he wants his tonsils checked,” Gramps laughed as he moved around behind me. “Only one way I know to do that,” Dad replied as he laid the head of his cock on my outstretched tongue. “I think that’s what he had in mind,” Gramps confirmed. “Good,” Dad said as he began sliding his cock over my tongue and into my mouth. Once the head was inside me, I wrapped my lips tightly around the veiny shaft. “Oh yeah,” Dad sighed as he pushed his cock deeper into my mouth. “That’s a boy.” I moaned when I felt Gramps fingering my asshole. “He wasn’t lying about being lubed and ready to go,” Gramps informed Dad. “My son never lies,” Dad replied, running his fingers gently through my hair. “He’s a good boy.” And he pushed the head of his cock into my throat. I moaned my obedient agreement and let him fill my throat as I salivated all over his cock. I reached up and cupped his balls in my palm, and he let out a moan of his own. He paused a second with my nose in his pubes and then started to pull out. “You ready at this end, Charlie?” Gramps asked as I felt him spreading my ass and gently slapping his cock on my hole. “MmmmmmmHmmmmm!” I assured him as Dad started feeding his cock into me again. “That’s good, ’cause I sure am ready after all I heard from your Dad about this hole.” “You’ll see for yourself,” Dad assured him. “I sure will,” Gramps grunted as he applied pressure to push his knob against my pucker. “Relax, boy,” he ordered, and I did my best. Suddenly his cock popped into me and I let out a loud groan of surprise, which quickly turned to a moan of pleasure as I got used to the invasion. “A bit thicker than your Dad’s, ain’t it?” he chuckled. I bobbed my head, both in agreement with Gramps’ statement and to give Dad some more action on his cock. He moaned his appreciation as I swirled my tongue around the head and slid my tight lips up and down the shaft. “He sure is a quick learner,” Dad sighed. “So were you,” Gramps reminded him. “I couldn’t keep you off my cock after you learned I was willing and eager for you to play with it.” “I’ve always liked my toys,” Dad laughed. “And I sure like this new toy,” Gramps moaned as he slowly pushed his fat cock into my ass and opened me up. I groaned at the invasion but pushed back into it at the same time. “That’s it, Charlie,” he sighed, “let Gramps in. All the way in.” “I never dreamed in my wildest dreams that we would ever be doing this,” my dad moaned. “I did,” Gramps chuckled. “It’s so hot watching your boy suckle on your cock with my meat in his ass.” “Watching my dad fuck my boy like he fucked me is amazing. I want this moment to last forever.” “I don’t think I can last forever with this tight ass on my cock, Son,” Gramps laughed as he slowly pulled out. “I know what you mean, Dad. It’s taking all my willpower not to blow my load in Charlie’s mouth right now.” “I don’t think he would complain if you did,” Gramps growled as he pushed his fat cock back into me. I moaned, and my throat vibrated on Dad’s dick. “Oh god, Dad, make him do that again,” Dad begged. Gramps pulled out and thrust back into me with the same result. “Oh god yes,” Dad moaned. “Yes,” he groaned when Gramps pumped me again and drove my quivering throat onto Dad’s cock again. “Oh, Daddy,” my dad whimpered. “You ready for a ride, Charlie?” Gramps asked. I wasn’t sure exactly what he had in mind, but I moaned my agreement, “MMMMMHMMMM!” “That’s all I wanted to hear,” Gramps assured me. He pulled almost all the way out and then really slammed his dick into me. Without a pause, he pulled out and slammed again. Harder and harder, driving me onto Dad’s dick every time. “So fucking tight,” Gramps grunted. “Not for long, if my experience is anything to go by,” Dad replied. “You’re still tight, Son, but this is fresh meat with only one previous user. That doesn’t come along every day, especially not in the form of my own grandson. Right, Charlie?” I just moan and shoved my ass back onto his pounding cock. With Gramps shoving his cock up my ass and Dad shoving his cock down my throat, I was in heaven! Like Dad, I never wanted it to end. Soon, they were both slamming into me simultaneously. Filling me with cock at both ends and then pulling out together. Filling me again together. Pulling out together. I just moaned with every cock invasion. Again and again and again. Suddenly, Gramps slammed into me and growled, “I’M CUMMING, CHARLIE!” He pulled out slightly and rammed in again. “FUCKING CUMMING!” he grunted. “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” he grunted, thrusting his cock into me deeper every time. Flooding my guts with cum. Pushing it deeper and deeper! “You were so right about this ass, Marty!” he finally panted. I was disappointed that Dad hadn’t cum yet, and I was more disappointed when he suddenly pulled his cock out of my mouth. “Don’t stop,” I begged. Dad seemed to ignore me as he circled around me instead. “Get out of my way, old man,” he ordered with obvious urgency.” “You’re one sick fuck,” Gramps chuckled as he pulled his spent cock out of gebze escort bayan me. I could feel some of his cum escape too and trickle down the inside of my thigh. “Look who’s talking,” Dad grunted as I felt him pushing his cock into my cum-filled hole. “Oh god yeah, Dad, fuck me! I want both of your loads in me together. Filling me up. Creaming my guts with daddy and granddad cum together!” “I think he wants you to shoot your load in him, Son,” Gramps chuckled as he moved around in front of me. “And while your dad is trying to accommodate you, you can clean me up.” Without a second of hesitation, I sucked Gramps’ cock into my mouth, tasting his cum and my ass juices. “This one’s a keeper,” Gramps groaned. “He sure is,” Dad panted as he pounded away, churning up his own dad’s cum in his own son’s ass. You both are. The best father and son a guy could ever want,” he panted. “For someone who said he could barely keep from cumming, you’re sure taking your time now,” Gramps chuckled. “Oh, Dad, I don’t want it to end. I love you so much, Charlie!” I quickly pulled off of Gramps’ cock and said, “I love you too, Dad, and I really want your cum in me. Blow that load in my ass!” I ordered. “OH, SON!” Dad groaned as his thrusts became more erratic and desperate. “I LOVE… I’M… THIS IS… OH, CHARLIE!” he roared, slamming his cock into me. “I’M SHOOTING MY LOAD, CHARLIE!” he informed me, in case I didn’t know. “Yeah, breed your boy’s ass,” Gramps growled. “Yeah, breed me, Daddy,” I begged. “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” Dad grunted, sounding exactly like Gramps had. Pumping load after load of jizz into me. Mingling with his dad’s cum in his son’s ass. “Oh, Charlie,” he finally sighed, nearly collapsing on my back. “That was the best ever. Thank you.” “I’m gonna cum,” I groaned. Before I knew what was happening, Dad whipped his cock out of my ass and flipped me over on my back. “I need a load for the road,” he said before engulfing my throbbing cock. “You heard him, Charlie,” Gramps said. “Give him a load for the road.” “I’m gonna…” “And remember, it’s a long drive,” Gramps chuckled. I grabbed Dad by the hair and forced his mouth up and down my cock. I don’t think he needed the help but his moans seemed to indicate he was enjoying it. “FUCK YEAH!” I crowed as my cum began gushing into Dad’s mouth. “EAT IT, DAD!” “I don’t think you have to worry about that,” Gramps chuckled as Dad gulped and slurped every drop that blasted into his mouth. My body shook with each shot as I rammed my spewing cock up into Dad’s mouth. “Oh fuck,” I finally moaned as I collapsed, completely spent, on the blanket. Dad sucked eagerly for more cum and even stroked my shaft to work out any last drops. “Mmmmmmm,” he moaned as he finally let my dick slip from his mouth and he licked his lips with satisfaction. “I might not even need to stop at the rest area for a refill after that load,” he laughed. “Come here, Son,” Gramps said as he helped Dad to his feet. “I sure do miss you,” he whispered before he planted a kiss on Dad’s lips. I watched in awe as those two naked men embraced in the most passionate kiss I’d ever seen. I grinned when I realized they were also sharing my cum. “I miss you too, Dad,” my dad sighed when they finally separated. “Damn, that was one tasty kiss,” Gramps laughed to lighten the mood. Right then, the dinner bell started ringing up at the house. “Are you sure you can’t stay for the night, Dad?” I asked as we all started to get dressed…and I tried to squeeze my ass tight to avoid leaking any of the cum that was in it. “No, your mother has to be back at work tomorrow.” “You’d better not kiss her with that nasty mouth of yours,” Gramps chuckled. “I doubt that she would still recognize the taste after all these years. She was never too big on it in the best of times.” “Ewwwww! Too much information!” I laughed ***** While Mom and Gran were cleaning up after dinner, I snuck upstairs to the bedroom with a little jar that I’d found in the barn. It didn’t take me long to fill it with a respectable sample. I then made a quick trip to the car before rejoining everyone on the porch as they were saying their goodbyes. “Where did you get to?” Mom asked as she gave me a hug. “Just taking care of a chore I forgot earlier.” “We’ll don’t go forgetting chores whenever you want. Joe and Mary are doing us a big favor taking you on for the summer. You do everything they tell you.” “I can guarantee that,” I replied, letting Mom hug me again. I gave Gramps a wink over her shoulder. “Don’t worry, Suzie. I won’t give Charlie anything he can’t handle.” “Thanks, Joe,” Mom replied innocently as she gave him a hug and then moved on to Gran. “I’m gonna miss you, Son,” Dad said as he stepped up to me. “You know how much you mean to me. More now than ever.” “I know, Dad. I love you,” I replied. As we hugged, I whispered in his ear, “Check the pouch behind the driver’s seat if you need a refill at the rest area.” He held me at arm’s length and grinned. “Did you…?” “One final milking for the day,” I replied. “We’ll see about that,” Gramps growled as he gathered us both into a hug. “Let’s go, Marty. We’ll be on the road all night as it is,” Mom interrupted. “You drive safely,” Gran ordered. “I will,” Dad replied, giving her a final hug as well. “What are you doing?” Mom asked when Dad opened the car door behind the driver’s seat. “Just making sure Charlie didn’t forget anything back here.” “Did he?” “No, I don’t think he forgot a thing,” Dad grinned at me. “I’m all ready to go now.” We all waved as Mom and Dad drove away. Once they were out of sight, Gran said, “Well, let’s get Charlie all moved into the guest bedroom now that it’s empty.” “No need to worry about that tonight,” Gramps replied. “You can get it all ready for him tomorrow.” “The boy will want his privacy now that he can have it,” she objected. “One more night sleeping with this old man won’t kill me,” I assured her as I gave Gramps a playful punch on the arm. “You’ve done enough for one day, Gran.” “Well, if you’re sure.” “Positive,” I assured her. “Suit yourself,” she said as she disappeared into the house. “So, do you ever take it up the ass?” I asked Gramps, as if I was just asking the time of day. “I might. You have all summer to find out.” “I don’t think it will take that long,” I replied. “Smart ass,” he said, giving my butt a swat and then looking at his hand. “You might want to change those jeans before your gran notices that wet spot you’ve been sitting on.” “I’ll just say I worked up a sweat doing all the chores while you and Dad fucked off,” I laughed. “I guess it wouldn’t be far from the truth,” he laughed, putting his arm around my shoulder and leading me into the house…and eventually back up to his bedroom. ——————- I hope you enjoyed this bit of fun. I always enjoy hearing from satisfied readers: hoo Remember, always play SAFE in the real world. You never know where that thing has been! You can check out my other stories fty//authors.htmlhotfordads

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