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My Grandson Brian Part 2

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

they want ice cream. I don’t think my eyes ever left his pudgy cock. I watched as his fingers slide down to the base of his fat dick. He circled his cock—As best he could— with just his index finger and his thumb. Then he slid his fingers all the way to the very tip of his hard dick…and then let them slide all the way back down again, very slowly. He did this a few more times. I knew he was doing this for me. My sweet boy was putting on a show for me. I had told him I liked to watch. . . . . .And he was letting me do just that. Whether he knew it or not, he was teasing me. I swallowed hard as he tilted it to one side… …Towards the edge of the bed… …Towards ME. “Oh my god!” I thought. I sucked in a deep breath. My stomach was filled with butterflies and my mouth was desert dry. It looked as though he was ‘offering’ it to me. Then, from far away, I heard a low, alluring whisper— “Is this what you wanted to see?” I could only shake my head again. Somewhere along the line my grandson had gone from shy little boy to exhibitionist. “Do you want to touch it?” He asked me out right. “You can if you want to.” I did. I really did but I was afraid to say so. Through all this, I still had to fight off the shame. “Ga- head.” I heard, just like he had whispered when I’d walked in on him earlier. I stared at it, couldn’t move. I tried to pretend that I didn’t understand what he meant, what he actually wanted, trying desperately not to cross that line, but the line was so blurry now. I ... couldn’t even be sure I’d actually heard him right. I was simply afraid. Afraid my grandson would know that I wanted to touch him. To…To……. I wasn’t sure that I was ready for my grandson to know the things I thought about; the dreams, the things I’d considered doing the last month or so. The things I was doing while staring at his pictures. Even though he lay there now presenting me his oversized boy-hood, I was afraid of what he might think of me if I were to let this go any further. “ Nana.” I heard him say. It sounded like we were in a giant empty can. And the way my legs felt, that can was being tossed around by a rough sea. The sound of his voice echoed in my head. “Yyyyyeah. . .” I answered without taking my eyes off his dick. “Ga-head…” He says again. Hopeful ― Encouraging ― Persistent. I stepped closer, my eyes glued to his offering. I slowly sat down on the edge of his bed; my eyes locked on his big, fat cock as he waged it like a stick for an excited puppy. I was floating, in awe of everything that was happening. I just looked at it for a few long seconds; wondering what had come over me, what had come over us. I bit my lip softly anticipating what it would feel like in my hand; even what something that thick would feel like inside me. While I struggled with the thoughts going through my head and the desire that was quickly overcoming me, I saw my own hand reaching out for him. For the tiniest second, I thought it was someone else’s hand. I couldn’t seem to help it. We ...