Tyler runs over to the Club House, and I walk up to the main house, entering through the kitchen door. I sit at the breakfast table, elbows on the table, putting my head in my hands, replaying the scene repeatedly in my head of what just went down in the barn!
Matthew. All I could think about was Matthew.
I had just face-fucked his eighteen-year-old son and had allowed him to swallow my cum! And now I am sitting here with a raging hard-on, thinking about what might happen in the Club House.
Matthew, my first-born son, who's about my size, thirty-eight years old, dark-haired, and bulkily built, married with two sons and a daughter, the oldest being Tyler, his small, shy boy, my first-born grandson! Lori, Tyler's mom, is a five-foot-one-inch tall blonde beauty with fair skin and a bubbly personality, and both Tyler and Evan take entirely after her! In looks, anyway, but Tyler is more reserved, yet more intelligent, than his younger brother. Emma, their daughter, is dark-haired, and her eyes and skin tone match her dad's.
I know Matthew has a nice cock. We occasionally shower off together after a swim, or after we've mowed the grass, or worked on an engine, anytime actually, after we've gotten dirty from work. We stand under the outdoor shower that's on the side of the Club House, out of view from the house behind a tin wall, and wash our bodies.
Matthew, like Michael and myself, certainly isn't shy. He has a long shaft and a big mushroom head. A blue vein runs along the top of his penis, much like Michael and I. Dark pubes, with a large ball sack. STOP! I must stop. I can't believe how well I can describe both of my grown sons' penises because I don't remember taking that much notice of their sexy bodies. But I'll be damned! I looked closer than I realized!
So with a hard penis and wild thoughts, I make four ham-and-cheese sandwiches, slice some summer sausage, and get out the block cheese. I grab a sleeve of crackers with a few cookies and put all of this on a large tray to carry to the Club House. Leaving through the garage, I take a cooler fill it with ice and a six-pack of Lone Star beer, and let my mind race as I walk out to the Club House, still sporting wood in my thin shorts!
What's going to happen next? Is he going to be upset and tell his dad? Will he be even more shy, reserved, timid, or scared, making others notice and question? Will he want more? Does he expect me to act as if nothing had happened? How will he behave? What have I done?
I'm here at the door to the Club House. It's time to go in. I have to face facts and discuss what happened in the barn with this young man. I open the door and walk in, and what the fuck!! I drop the cooler, barely getting the tray to the table after I slam the door shut with my foot! Pulling out a chair and falling back into it, my eyes are wide and focusing on what's happening on the bed.
My second-born grandson, Jacob, who is eighteen-and-a-half, four months younger than Tyler, is lying on the bed. Tyler has one knee on each side of his head, and his dick is in Jacob's hand. Jacob appears to be jacking him off, and with the other hand, he has a finger or two in Tyler's ass! Below, between Jacob's legs, is Tyler's head, making beautiful love to Jacob's cock with his lips and tongue. They are in a perfect sixty-nine position.
A minute or so later - I don't know how long, as time seemed to stand still - it could have been several minutes, Jacob pushes Tyler off of him, and he rolls over, sits up Indian style on the bed while Jacob bounces up, grinning from ear to ear and says "Hey Grandpa D! What took you so long?"
He walks over to the table, his massive brown cock swinging side to side, but pointing straight ahead grabs a couple of cubes of cheese, and pops them into his mouth. Standing there and smiling, his beautiful brown-skinned body is across from me with a hard cock protruding straight ahead! And what a hard-on it is - it has to be nine inches long and 5 inches round!
Jacob is not built like Tyler. At five-foot-eleven, he has a solid, thick, muscular frame. He excels in football and softball and is going to the same college as Tyler in the fall on a football scholarship.
Our eldest daughter, Michelle, came home one Friday night from law school and said, "This is Angel De La Cruz, and we are getting married next Saturday!" They did, and seven months later, Jacob was born, a bouncing bundle of joy at eleven pounds! Angel, our son-in-law, is nothing like his name. He doesn't have a job and never helps out with any work. He is a househusband, and Michelle, an attorney, supports the family. In all reality, he does a good job raising their family of three children.
Still smiling and kinda bouncing around the room, not a care in the world, Jacob pops the top on a beer can and carries it over to Tyler, bounces back and pops one open for me, then himself and says, "Ole Man, we are going to need more than a six-pack! This cheese is great!"
I'm still in a daze. Jacob is standing there naked; his hard, beautiful long-veined dick keeps moving, twitching as if it's looking around on its own. Tyler is still sitting Indian style on the bed, also naked and hard, with what I had thought earlier was the most beautiful man-dick ever!
Before today, I had barely seen anyone's dick but my own and my sons', let alone hard ones! Maybe in porn, but the dick hadn't been my focus then! Perhaps a time or two in the high-school locker room after a sport I had just played, in the boys' shower, I had seen a few flaccid penises, but I had never done things like this before, or seen dicks hard and bouncing around! But these thoughts! I can't get them out of my head! I"ve always been a pussy man! I realize that's changing. Hard cocks are turning me on!
My grandson's dicks! How can that be?!
These beautiful bodies! Very different, but both are sexy in their way!
Jacob is a big, muscular, fit brown-skinned hink of a young man, with a great outgoing personality. And now, I see he's the whole package, with a beautiful, long, and thick-veined dick covered by a mass of well-groomed and trimmed pubic hair. His balls are shaved, hairless, and hanging low. His chest has a fair amount of dark hair between the nipples and up to his throat. His naval is covered in thick dark hair, and a fine line travels down to his waistline, where he starts trimming. His legs are covered in so much hair that you can barely see the beautiful brown skin he has!
He turns around and walks to the kitchen counter and grabs some napkins.
