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My Grandson Brian Part 2

Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: andydagod, Rating: 92, Source: xHamster

second time that morning I had caught him off guard. He seemed truly surprised that I was this nonchalant about the whole thing. But that’s what I was going for…Nonchalant. “God! How the heck do you know what I was about to do?” “Because I was standing here. . . . . . watching.” “WATCHING?” He almost shouted. I bit my lip and shook my head apologetically. He groaned and took his hands from his lap and covered his face. As you might think, my eyes went right to the bulge in his pajamas. “Did you….” He hesitated, looking for the words. I knew what he wanted to ask me. “Yes, I heard you Brian.” I told him quietly. “But that’s no big deal either.” Oddly enough, it didn’t bother me that my grandson was thinking about me while he masturbated. As a matter of fact, I thought it was kind of flattering, but, understandably, it seemed to bother him that I knew. “Oh my God!” He groaned, from behind his hands. “You’re k**ding me?” “No. And It’s OK Brian.” “It’s not OK. Why didn’t you just leave when you saw what I was doing?” He asked through his fingers, embarrassed to look at me now. He shook his head side to side, wishing he was still asl**p no doubt. That was a good question. I wasn’t really sure what to say. I thought that maybe it might be better to put the spot light on me, instead of him, as it were. So with the hopes of putting him at ease some, I went with the truth. “I don’t know Honey. I’m sorry.” I told him. “I guess… …I guess I just wanted to watch.” I confessed. Now I ... was the one having a hard time holding eye contact. I had said something I could never take back. He stopped rocking and dropped his hands from his face. He cocked his head a little to one side and looked up at me. “You wanted to watch?” His voice was low and full of inquiry. He looked, and rightly so, confused. This had certainly taken a turn that I never saw coming. I shrugged my shoulders, tilted my head slightly and shook it ‘yes’ with tiny little embarrassed shakes. “Sorry.” I told him and shrugged again. There was silence for a few long seconds. I felt funny and I wondered what he was thinking, what he was feeling. I was afraid of what he might think of me now. He knew that I, obviously, didn’t have a problem with any of this. Then he shook his head “Jeez” as if he couldn’t believe it all. I watched as what I thought was a small smile creep onto his face. I was relieved to see it. His eyebrows went up, his bottom lip puffed out a little as he mulled it all over and absorbed it all. I watched, as he finally seemed to get a handle on the moment. “Wow…” He finally said. I apologized again and told him I knew that it wasn’t right and that I should have left. I just couldn’t seem to help it. “Like I said, your grandfather used to do that in front of me all the time.” Brian drew his head back, “I don’t understand.” “You don’t understand what Sweetie?” “Why would pop pop have to do it, I mean . . . . . . You were married and all. Wouldn’t you have just . . . You know?” Then I ...