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Subject: Summer with Gramps, Part 9 (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 9 “Damn, it’s hot,” Gramps exclaimed one day when we were out checking fences. “It sure is,” I replied pulling up my T-shirt to wipe the sweat off of my face. “Then again, sweat looks good on you.” “You perv,” I laughed. “Takes one to know one,” he laughed back. “Wanna check out the swimming hole?” “Is that a euphemism for your sweaty asshole?” I asked with a smile. “You wish. No, the old swimming hole. Didn’t your dad ever tell you about it?” “There’s a lot Dad never told me about,” I reminded him. “Well, this is another one you’ll definitely enjoy. Come on.” Without another word, Gramps walked away at a good pace. After a moment of surprise, I hurried to catch up with him. “Why haven’t you mentioned this swimming hole before?” I asked. “I didn’t want you ducking out on me whenever you wanted a swim,” he replied. “Thanks a lot,” I said with mock indignation. “It’s hard enough to keep your mind on work as it is,” he laughed, reaching back to give me a playful swat on the butt. “That’s true,” I agreed, “but it’s all your fault!” I laughed as I stepped in front of Gramps and grabbed his crotch. “Watch what you’re doing,” Gramps grumbled as he stumbled into me. “I am,” I replied, gently kneading the mound of flesh I had in my palm as I leaned in for a kiss. A deep, tongue-penetrating kiss. “Mmmmm,” Gramps moaned in my mouth as I felt his cock hardening in my hand and straining against his jeans. I rubbed harder, and he moaned louder. Kissed me more urgently, more aggressively. He was so forceful that I stumbled backward with Gramps gripping me by the shoulders as he assaulted my mouth. Hungrily. Eagerly. Slobbering. Kissing. Exploring me with his tongue. “Oww,” I groaned when I backed hard into a tree. “Toughen up,” Gramps growled before pulling my T-shirt off over my head and proceeding to lick my sweaty chest. I could feel the rough bark biting into my back as Gramps lapped at my flesh. Savoring the natural salty flavor. Sucking my tender nipples. I moaned and gripped his head to pull him tighter against my chest. He responded by biting my nipple gently. “Harder,” I groaned. He opened his mouth wider and his teeth scraped my flesh as he took more of me into his mouth. His teeth held me firmly as his tongue flicked back and forth across my erect nipple. “Oh, Gramps,” I moaned. Gramps released his grip long enough to say, “You’re so fucking hot,” then he clamped down on my chest again. Biting harder. “Oh fuck,” I grunted when Gramps suddenly shoved his hand down the front of my jeans. I inhaled to give him as much room as possible and let out a long moan when his fingers wrapped tightly around my hard shaft. “Oh, Grandpa,” I sighed as he began slowly stroking my cock in the tight, confined space and switched his mouth to my other nipple. Whether it was the heat of the sun or the taste of my sweat or just being out in the open, Gramps was more animalistic than he’d ever been. I tweaked my tender free nipple and then squeezed it hard as Gramps bit down tenderly on the other one. He shocked me by letting out a growl as his teeth scraped my chest again. Not an old-man growl, but a wild animal growl. The strange new energy was driving me wild as well. The tree bark scratched my back as Gramps’ teeth scratched my chest. Pain and pleasure shot through my body at the same time. My breathing was out of control. Panting heavily. Gasping for breath. Gramps was relentless. Switching between licking my sweaty flesh and chewing it. Gripping my cock hard and tugging on it with quick strokes. “Oh god, Gramps,” I finally moaned. “If you don’t stop, I’m gonna cum.” He pushed me harder against the tree and growled in my ear, “What do you think I’m trying to do, boy?” He then lapped hungrily at my ear, covering it with saliva and briefly darting his tongue into the canal before his teeth latched onto my earlobe. As his teeth clenched my lobe, I grabbed my nipples in my hands. I pinched them hard and moaned. I twisted them harder and groaned. “That’s it, boy,” Gramps growled in my ear before licking my earlobe hungrily again. “Cum for Grandpa,” he hissed as he feverishly twisted and tugged and stroked my cock still confined in my jeans. “You know you want to, Charlie.” “I do, I do, I do,” I panted frantically. I furiously humped my cock into his fist. And worked my nipples with even greater force. “Come on, boy,” Gramps said softly as he bit down gently on my throat. “OH GOD!” I bellowed as my body exploded. My eyes rolled back in my head. My throat pulsed between Gramps’ teeth. My nipples sent glorious waves of pleasure through my body. “YES!” I yelled as my throbbing cock flexed in Gramps’ fist and began filling my jeans with cum. Shots. Contractions. Thrusts. Moaning. Pumping. Loads. Cream. Hot. “Oh yeah,” Gramps hissed in my ear as he continued to work my cum-covered cock with his fist. “That’s a nice load,” he sighed. “Oh fuck,” I grunted. My entire body shook. “That’s my boy,” Gramps whispered. My body shook again as my nipples suddenly sent waves of pain through my body. “Oh fuck, Gramps,” I grunted, quickly releasing my nipples as my cock continued throbbing uncontrollably in his grasp. “That’s it. Just relax,” he whispered as he began gently licking one tender nipple after the other. I closed my eyes and leaned back against the tree. “Relax,” he repeated as he straightened up and planted his lips on mine for a soft, gentle, relaxing kiss. “Mmmmm,” I sighed as my body finally began to return to earth. “Am I interrupting something?” Hank asked. My eyes flew open and I saw him standing a few feet away with a grin on his face. “Uh…” Gramps casually pulled his cum-covered hand out of my jeans. “No, I think we’re finished.” He then winked at me and licked some of the cum off his hand. “I could use a snack,” Hank said casually. Gramps laughed and held his hand out toward Hank. “Be my guest.” I watched silently as Hank approached Gramps, wrapped his fist around Gramps’ wrist, and bent over the open palm. Hank looked over at me as his tongue appeared and began to lick my cum from Gramps’ hand. “Pretty tasty, ain’t it,” Gramps chuckled. “Mmmmm,” Hank replied as he continued licking Gramps’ hand clean while looking darıca escort me in the eye. He sucked sexily on Gramps’ thumb, which made Gramps let out an appreciative moan. “Just like old times,” Gramps sighed. “Only with your dad’s cum,” he said to me with a wink. “I’m not complaining,” Hank replied, giving me a wink as well. He then released Gramps’ clean hand and walked over to kneel at my feet. I looked nervously at Gramps as Hank began to unzip my jeans and then push them down over my hips. “Nice load, Charlie,” Hank said before he began to lick the cum from my belly and out of my pubes. He then engulfed my semihard cock and began sucking it clean as well. “I think you’ve been holding out on me, Charlie,” Gramps said with some severity. “That doesn’t look like the first time Hank has enjoyed that cock.” “I can explain, Gramps,” I replied nervously as Hank just continued sucking my dick. Gramps glared at me for a few seconds and then he started laughing. “You think my old fuckbuddy wouldn’t tell me about his first all-night session with my grandson?” I looked down at Hank and asked, “Did you…?” I’m sure there was a slight bit of disappointment in my voice. Hank let my cock slip from between his lips and then said, “I’m sorry, Charlie. Old habits die hard.” “If it’s any consolation, boy,” Gramps laughed, “I couldn’t hardly get him to shut up about you. Charlie this. Charlie that. Charlie cock. Charlie cum.” “Fuck off, Joe!” Hank laughed. “Yeah, Charlie fucking your sorry ass,” Gramps laughed back. Hank stood up and took my hand. “Come on, Charlie. You were going for a swim before this rest stop, weren’t you?” “Yes,” I confirmed, pulling my jeans up over my hips but still letting my cock and balls hang free. “I thought so,” Hank smiled. “Best thing for a day like this. Come on.” He pulled me along, and I finally stopped even the modest resistance. “Don’t mind me!” Gramps called after us, and then I could hear him trudging along behind. “I am sorry, Charlie,” Hank finally said softly after walking for a while. “I shouldn’t have said anything to Joe.” “It’s okay,” I said, although I still didn’t really feel that it was. I hadn’t told Gramps about me and Hank. I wished Hank hadn’t either. “It’s just that he and I have never had any secrets,” Hand continued. “Not as far as sex goes.” “None?” I asked, not sure that could be true. “None,” he confirmed. “I’m in on all of your family secrets, I’m afraid. Your dad and your grandpa. You and your grandpa.” He paused for a moment, and then he added, “You and your dad.” “And you’re okay with that?” I asked nervously. “Fuck, Charlie, I think it’s hot!” Hank laughed. “All of it. God, I couldn’t believe my luck in high school the first time I got to have sex with your dad and grandpa!” “That is pretty hot,” I agreed with a tentative smile. “Don’t take this wrong,” Hank said after walking a few more steps, “but I wouldn’t mind sharing you with your dad sometime.” “How could I possibly take that wrong?” I asked with a huge laugh. “Well,” he finally said without looking at me, “I’m not sure what sort of boundaries you’re setting up. You didn’t even tell Joe about us.” “I guess we’ll just have to figure them out as we come to them,” I said. Hank stopped and smiled at me, then he said, “It’s a deal.” He leaned in and gave me a gentle kiss, and I could taste my cum on his lips, on his tongue, and mixed with his saliva. I started to get excited again and my cock started to grow. “Mmmm,” Hank moaned into my mouth as he discovered my growing hardon and began slowly stroking it. “Either get your asses to the swimming hole, or get back to work,” Gramps grumbled, throwing my T-shirt at us as he passed and headed deeper into the wooded area. “We’re definitely heading for the hole,” Hank replied with a grin as he let go of my cock. Then he got a good look at my body. “Damn, Charlie, you look like you’ve been attacked by a wild animal.” He reached out and gently touched my red, scratched skin. “I think I was.” After a pause, I added, “And I liked it.” “Fuuuuuuuuuck.” Hank’s long, exhaled response was accompanied by a very wicked grin. I knew he was seeing some of those potential boundaries falling away already as he grabbed my dick and began leading me toward the swimming hole. ***** “Afternoon, Clay!” Gramps called. I stopped, and Hank let go of my cock. I quickly tucked it into my jeans and zipped up. “You can’t hide that thing,” Hank laughed, tracing a finger along the prominent ridge in my cum-soaked jeans. “Better than letting it all hang out,” I smiled. “Did you forget we came here to swim?” Hank asked. “Did you bring your Speedos? I know I didn’t.” He grinned and walked on toward the murmur of voices. My cock got even harder as I hurried to catch up with him. “Guess you couldn’t wait for the rest of us,” Gramps laughed. “Tim’s the one who couldn’t wait,” Mr. Walker replied. “You’ll spoil that boy,” Gramps warned. “That’s what his mother always says,” Mr. Walker laughed. “If she only knew,” he added as Hank and I emerged from the woods into a clearing that contained the large swimming hole. I saw that a stream led into it and out of it, but I was less concerned with the swimming hole than with the site of Mr. Walker on all fours with a guy fucking his ass. “Hey, Hank,” Mr. Walker grunted when he saw me and Hank. “Charlie.” “Hey,” we replied in unison. “Didn’t expect to see you here,” Hank added as he started getting undressed. I just stared at the guy fucking Mr. Walker. He was my age. Maybe a little older. Definitely heavier…with a slight belly like the man he was fucking. He also looked a lot like the man he was fucking. Could he be…? “Are you swimming or not, Charlie?” Gramps asked with a chuckle as he finished undressing and casually fluffed up his semihard cock a bit. “Uh, yeah, sure,” I said, pulling my eyes away from Mr. Walker and the fucker. “Hey, Charlie,” Mr. Walker grunted. “Glad you could make it. I was beginning to think you guys weren’t coming.” “Oh, Charlie was cumming,” Gramps laughed as he knelt behind the fucker. “How you doing, Tim?” Gramps asked as he gave the guy’s plump ass a playful slap. “I’m doin’ fine, sir,” Tim replied without even a slight pause in the fucking action. A nice, slow, steady action. Just watching made my cock go full rock hard. “He sure is,” Mr. Walker grunted. “Charlie, this is my boy, Tim,” he added casually. “Hey,” Tim said as he gave me a casual wave while he continued pumping ass. “Your boy?” I asked without thinking. Everyone laughed, but Mr. Walker just replied, “My boy. My son. My offspring. The fruit of my looms. So to speak.” “Thanks a lot, Dad,” Tim laughed, kocaeli eve gelen escort slamming his dick hard into his dad for emphasis. “That’s it, boy,” Mr. Walker grunted, then he smiled at me. “You’re not telling me a boy who gets fucked by his own grandpa is shocked by others having a little family fun, are you, Charlie?” Gramps just shrugged to confirm that he’d told Mr. Walker everything at some point. “Uh, no,” I replied as I finished getting undressed. “I just wasn’t sure whether he was a ‘boy’ or literally your boy,” I said to cover myself. “Both,” Tim laughed. “Nice to meet you, Charlie. I’ve heard a lot about you.” “Oh yeah?” I asked, surprised. “Looks like at least part of it is true, anyway,” he replied, licking his lips as he looked at my hard cock. “It’s all true,” Mr. Walker grunted. “Took my cock like a pro.” “It was my pleasure,” I replied, loosening up a bit. “And mine,” Mr. Walker replied. “Why don’t you let him have a go, Tim?” “Tim looks a little busy,” I laughed. “Not at him, at me,” Mr. Walker clarified. “Anyone who could take my cock like you did deserves a chance at my ass in return.” “Oh, I’m…” “Or do you just get fucked?” Mr. Walker asked frankly. “He likes to fuck,” Hank assured him, and he began lubing up his own ass with a tube of lube he’d brought along. “Always be prepared,” he said softly to me. “Then let him have a go, Son,” Mr. Walker grunted. “Okay,” Tim agreed, but he obviously wasn’t too keen on the idea. “Cheer up, Tim,” Hank said, “you can fuck me while Charlie fucks your dad.” “Okay,” Tim replied, cheering up a bit as he pulled his cock out of his dad’s ass. “Holy fuck,” I said with surprise when I saw Tim’s dick. It was a beer-can cock, just like his dad’s. Maybe even a little thicker. I was suddenly torn between wanting to get fucked by Tim and wanting to fuck his dad. “Me first,” Hank laughed to me. “You later, if you’re lucky.” He got on his hands and knees beside Mr. Walker. “Be gentle, Tim,” he said with a smile. “I’ll be what I like, and you’ll enjoy it,” Tim said confidently. “You know me too well,” Hank laughed as Tim moved into position and gripped his hard, fat, slick shaft. “Oh yeah,” Hank moaned as Tim began forcing his bulbous head through Hank’s asshole. “You just gonna watch that show or are you gonna show me what you can do with that thing?” Mr. Walker asked gruffly, nodding at my drooling cock. “Oh yeah, sure,” I replied, moving behind Mr. Walker but watching Tim sink his fat meat deep into Hank’s ass. Hank looked like he was in heaven. He moaned long and low as he was filled. I got on my knees behind Mr. Walker and didn’t waste any more time guiding my hard cock to his waiting hole. “Mmmmm,” I sighed as my dick sank quickly and easily into his hole. Well lubed but not too loose. I was a little surprised. “That’s it, boy,” Mr. Walker growled. “Fill me up…as much as you can,” he added with a laugh. “It’s not the size that matters. It’s how you use it,” Gramps said gruffly as he stood in front of Mr. Walker and Hank and slowly stroked his own hard cock. “And Charlie knows how to use it,” Hank grunted as Tim really began fucking him eagerly with his fat cock. “We’ll see,” Mr. Walker replied. “See this,” I growled, slapping Mr. Walker’s ass hard and ramming my cock balls deep into him. “Oh yeah,” Mr. Walker moaned. I might not have been as thick as Tim, but I was longer and could reach places inside Mr. Walker’s ass that his son couldn’t. “Deeper.” “That’s it, Charlie,” Gramps grinned. “Now which of you two is gonna take care of this?” he asked, waving his drooling cock at Mr. Walker and Hank. “Me!” Hank replied eagerly, before Tim thrust his cock in again and made Hank grunt. “Me,” he repeated with a moan as Tim slowly pulled out. Gramps knelt in front of Hank and slipped his cock into Hank’s eagerly waiting mouth. “Mmmmm,” Gramps sighed as his meat slipped between Hank’s lips. For a brief second, I was jealous. Not of Hank getting to be spit-roasted by Gramps and Tim, but of Gramps and Tim using Hank for their pleasure. “Come on, fuck me, boy,” Mr. Walker complained, “or let Tim back in there.” “Shut up and tighten up,” I growled, taking my jealousy out on Mr. Walker and slapping his ass even harder than before. “You tell him, Charlie,” Gramps said. “He likes it rough when he’s taking it.” “Oh yeah,” Mr. Walker replied as I plunged deep into his bowels again. “That’s it, boy, give it to me. Harder. Harder.” “Thought you’d be looser than this after having that fat cock up there,” I grunted as I gripped his hips and pulled him back on my plunging dick. “I’m resilient,” Mr. Walker laughed, but the laugh turned to a groan as my cock was buried in his guts again. “Oh god, yeah,” he moaned. “That’s it, Charlie,” he egged me on as I worked up a steady fucking rhythm. Deep. Hard. Steady. Again and again. “Yeah, suck that cock, Hank,” Gramps growled. I looked over and saw him gripping Hank’s hair as he fucked Hank’s mouth. “Yes!” Mr. Walker yelled as I slammed violently into his ass. “Harder! Please! Harder!” I looked at Tim stretching Hank’s ass wider than I ever could and thrust my dick deeper into Mr. Walker’s ass than Tim ever could! “God yes!” Mr. Walker bellowed. “Fuck me, Charlie,” he begged. “Harder!” I heard Hank moaning with pleasure as he was filled at both ends by Gramps and Tim. “I’ll show you harder,” I growled, slamming my cock into Mr. Walker deeper and harder than I had before. Mr. Walker just let out a loud grunt and then a low moan as I pulled out for the next assault. “Harder and deeper,” I growled, thrusting back into Mr. Walker’s butt. “Oh god, Charlie,” Mr. Walker moaned. “So good. So deep. Do it, Charlie. Do it. Fuck me, boy. Do it.” I just gritted my teeth and continued pounding his ass. Hard and deep. Slapping his butt occasionally to punctuate a particularly sharp thrust. Soon, he was just a whimpering, moaning, groaning toy. “Damn, boy,” Gramps grunted, “I’ve never seen Clay like that before. I’m proud of you.” “Thanks, Gramps,” I grunted, tightening my grip on Mr. Walker’s hips and yanking him back harder on my thrusting cock. “Damn, Dad,” Tim laughed. “You’re such a slut.” “Look who’s talking,” Gramps laughed. “You’ve been just like that on my cock more than once.” “Yes, sir,” Tim agreed, “and I’ll do it again any time you want.” “Now that you mention it,” Gramps grinned, pulling his cock out of Hank’s mouth. “Sorry, Hank.” “No need to explain,” Hank grunted with a laugh as Gramps moved around behind Tim and pushed him over onto Hank’s back. I tried to maintain my focus on Mr. Walker’s juicy ass as Gramps prepped Tim’s ass. It wasn’t long before Gramps gebze escort bayan gripped his hard cock and began feeding it into Tim’s hole. “Oh yeah,” Tim moaned as he took Gramps’ cock while his own cock was still buried in Hank’s ass. “That’s it, Joe, fuck my boy,” Mr. Walker moaned in a brief show of coherence. “You concentrate on the cock fucking you,” I ordered, not knowing where it came from, but I was enjoying it. “Yes, sir,” Mr. Walker moaned as I fucked his ass eagerly. Faster and faster. “Let’s show these Walker’s what we can do, Charlie,” Gramps laughed as he joined me in fucking cock into Walker ass. “It feels so good, Gramps,” I moaned. “Sure does, Charlie,” he agreed. “Fuck him harder,” Hank groaned, and Gramps thrust into Tim’s ass, driving his thick cock deeper into Hank’s ass. “Oh yeah, that’s it,” he moaned. “Again, Joe, again!” Gramps and I gave the Walkers all they could take. Deeper. Harder. Faster. Again and again. We were all just a mass of grunting and groaning and moaning flesh. Cocks sliding in and out of assholes. Balls swinging. Slapping flesh. At one point, I saw out of the corner of my eye that Gramps was holding out his hand toward me. I released one grip on Mr. Walker’s flesh and took Gramps’ hand. He grinned and gave me a wink as he tightened his grip on my fist and we fucked the Walkers in unison. “I’m ready when you are,” he finally panted. “I’m ready when you are,” I panted back. “Fill my ass with cum, Charlie!” Mr. Walker begged. “Do it, Joe,” Tim groaned. I gripped Gramps’ hand tightly and fucked my cock into Mr. Walker more urgently. Gramps sped up his fucking to keep our rhythm together. It was like we were one. Connected. Fucking. Finally, Gramps growled between gritted teeth, “I’m gonna cum, Charlie.” “Me too, Gramps,” I panted as I rammed my cock into Mr. Walker’s ass over and over. “So close.” Gramps suddenly slacked his grip on my hand slightly and then tightened it even firmer than before. “FUCK! I’M CUMMING, TIM!” “YES!” Tim yelled eagerly. Gramps’ grip on my hand suddenly became like a death grip, and it drove my body over the edge. “I’M CUMMING!” I yelled, plunging my dick into Mr. Walker’s guts. “GONNA FUCKING FLOOD YOUR ASS!” “Yes, please,” Mr. Walker moaned as my cock throbbed in his wet ass and my balls pumped their load into him. “YEAH, TAKE THAT LOAD!” I ordered. “WE’RE FILLING THE WALKERS WITH CUM, BOY!” Gramps bellowed. He suddenly yanked me sideways for a deep tongue-searching kiss as our bodies continued to convulse and spasm and pump load after load after load into the Walker asses. “OH FUCK!” Tim suddenly yelled. “YEAH, DO IT, TIM!” Hank moaned. “I’M CUMMING!” Tim bellowed. “That’s my boy,” Mr. Walker said proudly as his ass milked the last of the cum oozing out of my cock. “So proud of you,” Gramps whispered as our lips finally parted. “Me too,” I replied. “Of you,” I added with a laugh. “Oh fuck,” I sighed, “that felt good, Mr. Walker.” “It sure did,” Mr. Walker agreed. “But unlike my boy, I’m not finished.” “Neither am I,” Hank confirmed. “I think we can do something about that.” Gramps wrapped his arm around Tim’s considerable belly and pulled him back, dislodging his cock from Hank’s asshole. I followed suit and pulled out of Mr. Walker’s hole, with a final slurping pop of a release. It didn’t take long for Hank and Mr. Walker to maneuver into a 69 position and begin sucking each other eagerly. “Come on boys, let’s get cleaned up,” Gramps suggested as he pulled his own cock out of Tim’s ass. “You two go ahead,” Tim replied, “I’m a little hungry.” He then sank down behind his dad and began eagerly eating my cum out of his dad’s ass. “Looks like it’s just you and me,” Gramps replied. I grinned and said, “You go ahead. I’m a little hungry too.” Gramps let out a huge belly laugh as I got behind Hank and began eating Tim’s load out of his ass. “I guess I could use a good snack,” Gramps laughed and joined us to slurp his own load out of Tim’s ass. With me eating Hank’s ass and playing with his balls while Mr. Walker sucked his cock, it wasn’t long before Hank blasted his load down Mr. Walker’s throat. Almost instantly, Mr. Walker groaned and Hank started gulping and gagging as Mr. Walker’s jizz flooded his mouth. Somehow, the next thing I knew, Mr. Walker has his lips pressed to mine. I could feel his urgency and let my lips part to accept his tongue into my mouth. What I got was a flood of Hank’s cum pouring from Mr. Walker’s mouth to mine. I let out a loud appreciative moan and eagerly kissed Mr. Walker as Hank’s cum slid down my throat and my tongue searched Mr. Walker’s mouth for more. Finally, when there was no more cum to be found, our lips parted. Mr. Walker licked his lips and then growled softly, “You’re one hot fucker, Charlie.” “So are you, Mr. Walker,” I agreed. “And I hope you’ll let me have another ride on your cock before we’re through here.” “It’s a promise,” he replied. “You’ve earned it,” he added before we all began to disentangle ourselves. “Last one in the water’s a cocksucker!” Gramps yelled. We all looked at each other for a second and then started laughing. “Okay,” Gramps grinned. “Last one in doesn’t get any more cock!” I made a mad dash to beat them all. I wasn’t risking losing that bet. The water was surprisingly cool. Not cold, just cool. And it wasn’t a muddy hole either; my feet were standing on firm rock. I took another step farther in and suddenly sank. There was a ledge! I dropped deeper and deeper into the cool water, which became colder as I sank. Finally, I gathered my wits and began swimming up. As I broke the surface, I saw the others all standing on the bank and roaring with laughter, their dicks bouncing with every laugh. It was obviously an old trick to play on the newbie to the hole. “You fuckers!” I yelled, splashing water at them. “Whatever you want,” Gramps said, slowly stroking his spent cock. “But it might take a while.” “We’ll see about that,” Mr. Walker said, stroking his own cock. “Let me help you, Dad,” Tim volunteered before sinking to his knees and sucking Mr. Walker’s softened but still fat cock into his stretched mouth. Tim also reached out and took Gramps’ cock in hand to help him as well. “Don’t forget me, Tim,” Hank laughed, stepping closer. Tim obliged by taking Hanks semi-hard cock in his other hand. “We’ll be with you in a minute, Charlie,” Hank laughed. “Fuck that,” I said, climbing out of the swimming hole and crossing to Hank. I sank to my knees and pushed Tim’s hand away. “That’s what I hoped you’d say,” Hank replied as he gently rubbed my wet hair while his cock slid between my soft, moist lips. Needless to say, we really didn’t spend much time in the water that day. ——————- 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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