Gay Erotic Stories

“How can I help you, son?” Grandpa asked when Matthew sat down in the living room.

“Grandpa, I have a problem. I think something’s wrong with me, but I can’t talk to my dad because its too embarrassing. I don’t know who else to turn to.”

Grandpa’s wrinkled face looked concerned. He clutched his walking stick, sitting down in a chair just opposite a small coffee table from Matthew. “What is it, boy? You can tell me.”

“Grandpa, it’s my wanking. It really hurts. Like a lot. I know it’s not supposed to, but every time I have an orgasm I’m in intense pain,” Matthew lied very convincingly.

“Goodness me,” said Grandpa. “I’ve never heard of something like that before.”

“Please, Grandpa,” pleaded Matthew, “can I show you how I do it? Maybe you can tell me what I’m doing wrong.”

“I don’t know if I’d be able to help…”

“But you’re so old and wise, Grandpa. Maybe you could,” said Matthew.

“Well alright,” said Grandpa. “I guess it couldn’t do any harm. Where do you want to do it?”

“I could jerk off right here if you don’t mind,” said Matthew.

“Sure. I guess. Go ahead,” said Grandpa.

Matthew hooked his fingers into his shorts and pulled them down along with his white Calvin Klein briefs. His pale penis was a limp four inches over his plump pink shaved balls. Sitting down naked in front of this old man, exposing his naked body was enough to get Matthew’s dick growing quickly. Matthew grabbed his semi and started pulling his foreskin up and down.

“I’ll try not to take too long, Gramps,” said Matthew. He spread his strong thighs apart in order to give his grandfather the best possible full frontal view of his dick and balls.

“Just do whatever it is you normally do,” said Grandpa. He looks slightly uncomfortable, but more concerned about his grandson than anything else. “So far you look healthy and virile to me.”

Matthew’s dick was now rock hard. He pumped it with his right hand, using his left thump to massage the skin below his balls. “This part is fine,” Matthew said. “it’s the ejaculation that’s the problem.” As much as Matthew loved masturbating like this for his grandfather, a simple show was not what he had in mind.

“Grandpa, I think you need to move closer. I don’t know if you’ll be able to see properly from there,” suggested Matthew.

“I don’t want to invade your privacy any more than I already am,” protested Grandpa.

“Please Gramps,” said Matthew. “This is important.”

“Alright,” said Grandpa, slowly getting up and walking over to the couch. Soon Grandpa was sitting next to his grandson, half naked and passionately masturbating himself.

“Oh grandpa,” moaned Matthew, pumping his dick and leaving his balls to flap up and down, ”it feels so good right now, but for some reason it all goes wrong at the end.”

“Don’t worry, boy,” said Grandpa, “we’ll figure this out somehow.”

Matthew pulled off his tank top, leaving his muscular swimmers body completely exposed to the straight old man. He could feel himself getting close. Now was the time to put on his most convincing performance possible.

“Grandpa, I think I’m close. Bend down and look at my slit,” panted Matthew.

“Excuse me?” asked Grandpa.

“Look closely at my penis, Gramps. It’s starting to burn.” Grandpa moved his head closer to his grandson’s dick, trying to observe any obvious irregularities.

“Grandpa, I think I’m gonna cum, but it’s so painful!” shouted Matthew.

“Push through it, boy,” grandpa tried to encourage. Matthew held onto his balls, pumping his rock hard eight inch pecker for his granddaddy. He could feel his balls and muscles get tighter.

“Grandpa, I’m scared!” Matthew cried, pumping his dick. “I’m cumming! Oh… oh… ooooooh!” Matthew shot his load right into his grandfather’s face. One thick shot of cum landed on Grandpa’s forehead, two on his cheek, and another on Matthew chest.

“Ooooooowwwwweeeeee!” Matthew complained, milking out his dick. He was in heaven, but he couldn’t let his grandpa know what. “Granddad I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to hit you in the face. But the pain was so intense… I just couldn’t control myself.”

“Matthew, go grab us some paper towels please,” Grandpa said solemnly, holding his hand against his brow to prevent Matthew’s cum from running down to his eye.

“Yes, grandpa,” said Matthew. Still naked and hard, he got up and ran to the kitchen to get some paper towels. “I’m so sorry Grandpa,” Matthew said when he returned to the room now sporting a swinging semi. “This is so embarrassing, but do you think you can help me. Did you notice anything strange?”

Grandpa wiped the cum off his face. “No,” he said to his 18 year old muscular naked grandson. “I don’t know what’s wrong with you, son. But the doctor will.”