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My Santa Grandpa

by Kbearo


So, my mom had to go and stay with my Grandmother, at a clinic in Utah. A few days later, my Dad had to go on an out of state job for a couple of months. So it looked like the rest of the winter would be just me and Grandpa, alone. We were always close, but had gotten closer since Grandma got sick. He was in my thoughts daily--in one way or another.

I had already learned to please an older man. One of my best friend’s Father, had taught me some very special games that men like to play with guy's my age. I couldn't wait to play them with Grandpa. I knew he would just love them and love me more for playing them with him.

It was our first night together alone. He went to bed, and I asked if I could sleep with him that night. He agreed quickly, so off we went to his room. He had a queen sized bed with plenty of room, but I said that I wanted to sleep right next to him. He just smiled and winked at me, then started to take off his clothes. After dropping his pants and shirt, I had to let out a little laugh. When he asked my why, I had to tell him it was because he looked just like Santa. He was wearing a bright red union thermal outfit, with his big belly and all white long beard. He was a dead ringer for the jolly old man. After he flopped down on the bed, he asked me to take my clothes off and get ready too. He was watching me very closely, so I took them off very slowly. He eyes widened when I took off my t-shirt and then my jockeys.

I told him that I and my folks sleep naked, and asked him if it bothered him. He just shook his head as he continued to stare at my smallish prick. I gave myself a couple of scratches, and my dick began it natural growth. I slipped under the covers and he stayed on the outsides. I leaned over and laid my head on his belly. I slid my hand inside the split and felt the soft hair there. I asked if he was this hairy all over, and when his response was yes, I asked if I could see it all.

He just lay there as I slowly unbuttoned each one on his front, and slipped my hands all over his belly. This is very nice I said. Do you like this? Again he just nodded, and licked his lips. Would you like to get out of it I asked? That was his cue, and he took it.

I first helped him get out of the shoulders and chest. Rubbing my hands all over his belly, I could tell that I was going to get a good sized gift in my stocking tonight. I kissed his nipples, the rolled my tongue around them. He just moaned. I could tell his breath was getting heavier, so I continued kissing and licking my down his torso. With my mouth nuzzled in his pubic hair, I started to rub the growing lump in the bottoms. I could feel his large balls, and started to rub them in my smallish hands, which they filled. I lifted up his bottom and slowly slid the union bottoms off. There lay his cock. Not fully hard, but not soft also.

His eyes bore into me as if to say, "DO IT COCKSUCKER". I held his cock in my hands and slowly slid the skin back and forth. Up and down. The head was fully exposed now and gleaming wet with his precum. I kissed and licked his balls. His body responded with each touch. Licking my way up the cock, I decided to surprise him early, by taking the whole damn thing down my throat at once. OH GOOOODDDDDDDD came from his lips and his body trembled to climax. Wave after wave of his hot cum coated my gullet. From my experience with others, I was able to swallow it all. It tasted sweet, like candy. It was candy to me.

His body coated with sweat, his eyes closed, I thought we were done for the night. I was wrong. After about ten minutes of silence he got up and went to the bathroom. I could hear his powerful piss stream, and wished I was there to watch him. He came back to the bed with a small jar in hand. Without saying a word he laid me on my back and raised my legs onto his shoulders.

He took a finger full of the stuff in the jar and rubbed it in and on my asshole. I knew what was going to happen next, so I reached over and got a large amount of the goo on my hand and coated his cock with it. Are you ready for this he asked? I nodded and felt his cockhead slowly enter me. I think that he could tell that he needn’t have worried about hurting, as I had been fucked by Mr. Chiprutt countless times--enough to keep my hole, ready for fucking at any time.

He continued to enter me and just sighed when he got his cock all the way in. He started his fucking movements nice and gentle, slowly building up steam. Since He had just cum, I new it would take him a while to finish. I was in no hurry. He had me flip to doggie style, then onto my side, and then he had me straddle him and ride until I knew he was about to cum again.

I pounded myself down on his cock as hard as I could, and squeezed my anal walls as tight as I could. He let out a roar, the likes of which I haven't heard since, and emptied his balls into my willing ass. I slid to my side, and fell asleep with him still inside me.

When I awoke the next morning, he was still there--cock buried deep within my cum drenched asshole. He was getting hard again.

"See Santa, I can be naughty and nice" I said.

"HO HO HO!" was his reply.

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So, my mom had to go and stay with my Grandmother, at a clinic in Utah. A few days later, my Dad had to go on an out of state job for a couple of months. So it looked like the rest of the winter would be just me and Grandpa, alone. We were always close, but had gotten closer since Grandma got sick. He was in my thoughts daily--in one way or another. I had already learned to please an older

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