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Birthday partyJoe strode through the arrivals gate at the airport like a new man. He’dbeen in South East Asia for the better part of six months and had thescruffy long hair to prove it. It flopped down over his still extremelyboyish face in a heavy brown mess. His cute little cheeks still framed hissoft little dimples gaily, he smiled affectionately at his waitingfather. Six months seemed to have changed a lot in Joe, his Dadthought. Although his shoulders still had the softness that young ladscarry before they turn twenty, Joe now walked with more confidence than hehad when he left.The two men, Joe and his father, embraced with warmtenderness. Never in his whole life had Joe been so far away from hisfamily for so long. Their family was very small, considering that it wasjust Joe, his Dad and Granddad. This just made the feeling of seeing hisDad again all the more special.”Wow look at you!” His Dad stepped back giving his son a good lookup and down. “You’re looking really… Grown up… Can I say that?””Dad!” Joe blushed.”I mean I know you’re nineteen now, but son, seriously what’s withthese trousers?””Dad! They’re made of pure hemp.” Joe grinned. His 19th birthdayparty had taken place on an island in the south of Thailand. He’d neverforget that evening!”Hemp?” Barry, Joe’s Dad, raised an eyebrow. “So I guess you’vebeen having a few horizons expanded over in Thailand?””Shall we say… it was pretty far out!?””I can’t wait to hear all about it.” Barry gave Joe a big slap onthe shoulder and led him towards the car.In the car Joe regaled his father with stories of his adventures inThailand, Laos, Cambodia, Myanmar and Malaysia. He’d eaten more strange andwonderful things than he could put names to. He’d gotten caught out withtummy troubles for one very painful week in Cambodia but still managed tosee Angkor Wat! On multiple occasions he’d thought he could handle morespice than he actually could and had ended up regretting it.All of Joe’s stories just made his Dad laugh. Barry was alsogushing with pride. Although he’d travelled to some pretty exotic places inhis time, he’d never had the get up and go to just travel solo for sixmonths aged eighteen. The pride he felt threatened to explode his chest ifhe wasn’t careful.”So listen, son, for dinner, Grandpa has some pasta bake sitting inthe oven. After all of the phone calls we thought that you’d appreciatesomething cheesy and plain?””Dad, you read my mind!”Joe swaggered into the house, giving Grandpa a great big hug as hepottered around the kitchen. After a quick shower he came back down thestairs to sit with the two older men who made up his family. Dad andGranddad listened eagerly to Joe’s stories. Sipping on their wine as hespoke. The food was quite filling, Joe found. Having not eaten pasta orcheese in several months he found that he was feeling a little spaced outby the heaviness of the food and the strength of the wine.”So…” Grandpa sat back in his chair. “Hemp trousers ‘ey?” hesmirked to himself. “Reminds me of the 70’s.” and with that he shuffledover to the kitchen counter and produced a small wooden box. He opened thebox and proceeded to start rolling a joint. Barry sat looking slightlybemused. Joe was at once confused and a little awkward.”Granddad you smoke ganja?” Joe’s jaw dropped. On his travelsaround South East Asia he’d smoked his fair few joints but had neverimagined osmaniye escort that Grandpa did anything like that!”You bet I do!” Granddad grinned at the youngwhipper-snapper. “k**, I’ve been smoking spliffs since before you wereborn…”Joe was initially embarrassed to take a doobie off his Grandpa butafter his father laughed encouragingly, he quickly relaxed into theextended holiday vibe. Grandpa told Joe how he’d expected that Joe wouldtake up smoking the herb whilst he was on a gap year, it was quite normal,he commented with a chuckle. Joe’s Dad, much to his surprise, also took acouple of drags.Joe enquired how they had kept it a secret from him for solong. He’d never in his wildest dreams imagined that coming home from atour of travelling would have changed everything this much. Barry laughedat this comment and told Joe that it wasn’t things that had changed, justJoe. Dad and Granddad had been smoking weed for most of Joe’s life, he’djust never noticed because he’d been pretty tame and focused so much onstudying. Joe had only actually smoked Mary Jane for the first time inThailand, in fact, he realised, the reason the smell had been so familiarwas because Grandpa always had a faint aroma of weed. Now it dawned on himas the purple haze set in, that all of those times that Grandpa went outfor a smoke and came back all chilled out – well they were pretty selfevident now! Joe started giggling almost uncontrollably, Dad and Granddadalso started laughing.It was about this point in the conversation when Joe realised thathis head was not feeling great. The room, it seemed, was wobbling aroundhim at some crazy speed. When Dad and Granddad spoke, he heard the wordslike slow motion tapes, but struggled to understand what was being said. Ina mini fit of panic he declared that he needed to go and lie down and stoodup faster than he should have done. The world around him vanished abruptlyinto a curtain of blackness and for a brief eternity Joe was floatingthrough a wobbly black void, terrified that at any moment he was going tobe sick.Joe had no idea how long he was floating through that blacknesswhen slowly through the wobbly void he began to see his Dad’s face, fuzzyand distant and upside down but it was getting clearer as the blacknessslowly toned down. His Dad’s face got closer and clearer and the worldaround became gradually lighter and more visible. Much to Joe’s surprise,he could feel his Dad’s hands on his face, feel them traipsing along theslender line of his smooth chest. His head was wobbling, lolling unsteadilybackwards on his neck.He felt dizzy and confused, but extremely good. Barry’s face washovering inches from his eyes, beaming a massive smile at him. Joe couldn’tpinpoint the strange wet noises he was hearing through the fuzzy haze inhis head, but he realised slowly that he had a massive boner. His dick feltamazing. Looking down he realised that he was naked, Grandpa was down athis groin servicing his good sized teenage dick whilst Dad stood behindhim, leaning over him kissing his lips and tweaking his nipples.Joe struggled to make sense of what he was looking at through hisstoned haze. He was enjoying the sensations so much that the part of hisbrain that wanted to panic and run was almost silent. He chuckled slightly,feeling his prick straining inside Granddad’s mouth. Then for a briefmoment escort osmaniye he resisted. Pushing against his father he tried to jump up but hewas so stoned! His Dad hardly had to use any strength to hold himstill. The weed totally zapped whatever strength he should have had and hesimply couldn’t bring himself to move that far that fast.He kept struggling slightly under his Dad’s strong arms but hisstruggles became weaker and less involved. It actually felt amazing havingthat experienced old mouth working his youthful cock and the longer hestayed there the less he felt he the urge to resist. Dad’s lips pressed upagainst his own, big, soft and wet. He couldn’t resist the tingling wholebody pleasure as Grandpa took the entirety of him into his mouth in onelong sloppy sounding motion. His whole dick vanished into that beardedolder mouth right down to the pubes. He could feel it inside his Grandpa,twitching with jolts of joy.Dad kept on twisting Joe’s nipples as he nibbled on the soft lineof his neck, nuzzling the raspy grit of his greying stubble along that cutelittle twink neck. Joe’s Dad licked from his collar bone right up to hisearlobe in one deliberate slow motion and through the purple haze it feltextra amazing for Joe. He moaned with pleasure.”Oh my God.” Joe wriggled his hips, his member still deep inGrandpa’s practised mouth. Barry pinched Joe’s nipples even more and theboy closed his eyes as he let out a gay moan. “Oh fuck! Dad! That feels sogood!” He was surprised to hear himself say the words, but the second he’dsaid them his Dad started kissing him again. Slow, passionate and deep wetkisses that consumed the whole of his mouth and the front of his face. Dadkissed like a real man.Joe was so deep in the pleasure of the moment. The familial thrillof being pleasured by both Dad and Granddad, that he didn’t realise howmuch salty pre cum he was leaking into Grandpa’s grateful older mouth. Dadleaned back from their passionate kiss and pulled Grandpa up to kiss Joe’ssoft lips. Granddad’s skin was rough and tanned, he still looked quitemanly for his sixties. Joe felt his old man’s hard rod behind his head andhis Granddad’s nudging at his perineum.In no time at all, Dad’s prick, hard and long with a single thickvein running along the left hand side, was there between Joe and hisGranddad’s lips. The two of them, youngest and oldest, sandwiched themiddle generation. Licking along the hard shaft their tongues met at thetip of Barry’s cock. Their tongues glided over the pre cum covered head andmet in a full embrace. Granddad tasted different to Dad, coarser, mustierperhaps, but either way he was an even better kisser than Dad. His tonguemoved into Joe’s mouth perfectly, flowing into every corner like it ownedthe place. Whilst they kissed, Barry thrust his dick back in between themuntil Granddad took it all, noshing him off like he had done to Joe.”Oh Daddy!” Barry’s head was hanging backwards. “No one sucks cockbetter than you!”Trapped under the weight of all this horny intergenerational sexwas really turning Joe on. He lay back, watching Granddad take his Dad intohis mouth and felt his own cock tingling with desire. Joe licked his Dad’sbig hairy balls and rubbed his hips up against his Grandpa, still feelingthe older man’s hard member pushing up against his behind. He’d never eventhought of being fucked before osmaniye escort bayan and suddenly with that hard shaft pushed upagainst him, he wanted it more than anything in the world.Joe wasn’t sure how to ask for it, so he pushed his hips furthertowards Grandpa’s big nob, feeling the warmth of it pushing against hishole. After rubbing up and down against Granddad for a few breaths, the oldman realised what Joe was motioning for. He left Barry’s cock to bob up anddown in front of Joe’s face as he pulled back and spat on his own beforepushing it against Joe’s hole. Joe leaned over and started to suck his oldman’s prick as Granddad pushed into his hole.The sensation was unlike anything Joe and experiencedbefore. Feeling his virgin arsehole being stretched like that was somethingaltogether unique. It felt amazing. With every gentle push of that seasonedolder dick, he felt his hole spreading slightly wider. Each slightexpansion of his tight arse brought a moment of pain followed by a pang ofpleasure. Whilst this was happening, he was still busy taking his Dad intohis mouth, taking that cock as far as it would go, lapping up the taste ofhis Dad’s pre cum. The same cum that had made him!Grandpa tapped Joe on the hips and motioned for him to rollover. Joe was now on all fours on the sofa with Granddad pushing up intohis arse and his Dad fucking his face. Oh my God! Joe thought, I’m beingspit roasted! It was as if Grandpa knew exactly what speed to go to avoidhurting him too much. With slow and gentle movements of his hips the oldman pushed ever deeper into Joe until all the young lad could feel was hisarse! His world spun excitedly around his arse and he moaned inpleasure. Granddad was entirely in his arse, every single inch had filledhim up!With practised motions Grandpa pulled back and forth. At first hewas gentle, giving Joe time to adjust to being full and then empty. Then hestarted moving faster, pushing a little deeper and a little further, allthe while Joe eagerly gobbled up his Dad’s hard prick. The old man’sthrusts into his hole started getting faster and harder, banging all theway through his body. Joe moaned louder and louder as each thrust becamemore powerful and more filling than the last.The old man’s pace started quickening, Joe could hear the backs ofhis thighs slapping against Granddad’s hips. His Dad started jerking offover his face, looking down into his son’s eyes with a gleam of pride hewinked at him lovingly.”I’m really close!” Joe gasped.”FUCK!” Granddad thrust with all of his force into Joe’s tightlittle hole. Joe screamed with joy, feeling the old man unloading hotGrandpa jizz into his little virgin hole. Grandpa kept on thrusting backand forth, progressively getting slower with each pump and each thrust.Barry wasn’t far behind. He let loose like a hose exploding overJoe’s face. With a loud manly roar he shot a long hot stream of cum and itsplattered all over the boy’s face. Joe licked at the cum, feeling shockedat how much it was turning him on having cum at both ends! That was whenJoe shot his own load in one prolonged wave of pleasure it splattered allover the couch underneath him.”Shit!” Joe rested his head back on the sofa, surveying the damageand all of a sudden feeling very self conscious about the fact that he wasnaked with his Dad and Granddad. “What just… I mean… that wasawesome… But fuck…””Sit back son.” Dad pulled up a chair. “Now you’re a man, you’reold enough and experienced enough to take part in our little familyritual…””Wow…””Yep.” Grandpa gave him a little kiss. “Your old man and I aregoing to teach you a hell of a lot more.”

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