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The Education of Grandpa - 2. Memories, Then Reality
Following his first jack-off in a long time, Grandpa fell asleep.
About an hour later, he woke and had an unusual all-over great feeling. Thoughts of the naked boys down the hall resulted in his reaching for his dick again. He amazed himself as he realized he was doing it just an hour after his previous jerk off session. However, he eventually accepted the fact that it was not going to shoot so soon. As he held his cock in one hand and played with his balls with the other, he just savored the moment. After about ten minutes he decided to give it a rest. After picking up the now dried tissues on the floor he had used to clean the spunk off his stomach, he chuckled to himself as he thought, ‘wouldn’t want my grandson and his buddy see the glad rag tissues thrown on the floor.’ As he passed their bedroom on the way to the bathroom for another morning pee, he noticed the boys’ bedroom door was closed. As he pissed into the toilet bowl he admired his half-hard cock.
Wearing just a bathrobe, as he had taken off his pajama bottoms to facilitate his jack off and the pajama top to protect it from the cream of his pleasure, he sat at the kitchen table reading the morning newspaper as he waited to have breakfast with the boys. They soon arrived dressed for a morning run, wearing only shorts and shoes. He took pleasure in observing their thin, muscular legs, flat stomachs and skimpy running shorts. When he offered them breakfast, Alan told his grandpa they would be hungry when they returned in about an hour. While they were gone grandpa got everything ready for a hearty breakfast: waffle-mix, sausages ready to fry, cut up cantaloupe, a carton of orange juice and a pot of coffee. He read the morning paper while having his first cup of coffee after organizing breakfast, and waiting for the boys to return from their run. As soon as they arrived home, the sweaty young men scampered upstairs to shower and dress. Grandpa had planned to dress while they were gone but had read the newspaper instead. He went upstairs to dress. As he passed the bathroom he heard the shower running. He also heard quiet conversation and laughter. Obviously, the boys both slept together, ran together and showered together.
The boys were on the Long River High School soccer team that had a game that afternoon. After breakfast, each returned home to prepare for their game. Between breakfast and the afternoon soccer game, Geoff (grandpa) worked at the computer. He decided to plan an imaginary train trip. He was proud of himself as he navigated through the Amtrak (USA long distance passenger rail) site, and also found hotel information. He selected New Orleans as his imaginary destination. He was amazed at the amount of tourist information available about all aspects of travel including museums, sport events, historical sites, hotels, bars, restaurants and other places of tourist interest.
Alan and Mason had asked Grandfather if they could stay another night. They had told Alan’s parents and Mason’s dad that they wanted to continue Grandpa’s computer training. Grandpa realized that scenario was their excuse, while the real reason was they wanted the opportunity to be together. They could not have privately done this at Alan’s home, as the two younger brothers would have wanted to spend time with the older boys. The apartment Mason shared with his dad was too small for private happiness. Grandpa was pleased, as he both enjoyed having the boys there and felt pleasure in giving them a place to do what horny boys do.
As he thought about his grandson and Mason being together, he wondered what had happened to his friend David Mitchell. After middle school, David went to a Catholic high school and the two lost contact. Grandpa attempted a web search to find his old friend. Unfortunately, the common name, David Mitchell, produced more results than the neophyte to computers – Grandpa - could handle. When the boys returned, he asked for assistance. With the help of both Alan and Mason they found a David Mitchell who was the same age as Grandpa living in the next town. He was a partner in an insurance agency. The picture of Mr. Mitchell on the agency’s webpage could be that of the friend last seen years earlier. Monday morning Geoff (Grandpa) called the agency and had a brief conversation with David. They agreed to meet for lunch the following day.
Geoff sat at the bar of the Casa Mia Ristorante with mixed feelings. Since calling David, he wrestled with the idea of meeting his former friend whom he had not seen for about fifty years. Why had he attempted this reconnection? Did he want to relive their middle school sex sessions? David was the only man he had touched, or even seen hard, ever. What had prompted him to have these urges now? As he thought of David’s twelve-year-old cock, he suddenly realized he was getting aroused. Then his thoughts flashed to the scene of his grandson and Mason in bed. The vision of Mason’s ass peeping out from the sheets only increased his arousal as he suddenly realized he would not be able to stand without revealing a tented crotch. He forced his sexual thoughts to be replaced by other considerations. Just as he removed David’s cock and Mason’s ass from his mind, the bartender, who was standing at the far end of the bar, leaned over to take some bottles off the bottom shelf. To Geoff’s pleasure the young man’s tight pants exposed a cute bubble ass. The attempt to move his mind to less arousing thoughts failed. As his own dick felt tighter in his pants, a nondescript old man entered the bar. Geoff would not have realized this was his friend of years earlier, except for the blue, intense eyes. To Geoff’s relief, the sight of this unattractive man sent a signal that shriveled his growing dick. The years had not been good to his old friend. He appeared to be at least ten years older than himself, even though they were the same age. Obviously, the photo of David on the insurance agency’s webpage had been taken many years earlier. By the time David had walked from the door to where Geoff was sitting, he was able to stand without embarrassment. When they shook hands, Geoff had no feelings of desire as he briefly held the limp, sweaty hand of his former-and-only male sex mate.
As they sat across from each other at a table, their conversation was bland. Geoff started, “Well, it has been about fifty years since middle school. You look good (a lie). A lot of water over the dam since we last saw each other. We certainly did some wild things back then.”
Their conversation was briefly interrupted when the waiter approached. As he handed them menus he stated, “Good afternoon. I’m Brian and will happily serve you.” After taking their lunch orders, Brian continued, “Let me know if there is anything I can do for you this afternoon.” Noting the nice bulge at his crotch and defined chest with hard nipples protruding through his silky shirt, Geoff forced himself to eliminate any thoughts related to ‘happily serve you.’
Geoff’s erotic thoughts were interrupted as David replied, “I was surprised (note – he did not say happy) that you called. Yes, it has been a long time.” He then continued telling Geoff that after university he had married and worked at his father-in-law’s insurance agency. He eventually took over the agency. He and his wife Millie recently celebrated their fortieth anniversary. They had two married daughters and four grandchildren. He continued, “We certainly did strange things together. I guess that was just part of growing up and is the kind of stuff one wants to forget.”
Geoff then gave a summary of his life since middle school. He told about his children, grandchildren and wife’s death following the cancer diagnosis. He related how after he had given his grandson a new computer, he had inherited Alan’s old one. “Alan’s friend is what you call a computer ‘geek’, and he has been training me in the use of the computer. Thanks to his explanations, I realized one could find people by going online. That training is what prompted me to look up old friends.”
The conversation continued with David being more interested in selling Geoff insurance than talking on a more personal basis. Eventually, David gave up on selling homeowner’s, car, or life insurance. By the end of the meal Geoff was happy to escape. The two agreed to have lunch again, with both realizing that would likely never happen. As Geoff walked out of the restaurant, he noted the bartender with the cute ass was having a quiet conversation with Brian, the waiter. Geoff chastised himself. ‘Am I a dirty old man to be contemplating those two are planning an encounter of the best kind?’
As he drove home, Geoff’s thoughts again were mixed. He was confused as to why he had wanted to contact David. Had he wanted an encounter with his long-lost acquaintance? Luckily, both David’s physical appearance and comment about their past. ‘I guess that was just part of growing up and is the kind of stuff one wants to forget,’ resulted in Geoff having no desire for additional contact. Then he wondered why he had obsessed about the pleasing physical attributes of both the bartender and the waiter, Brian. His thoughts then returned to his grandson and Mason sharing a bed and the cute ass of Mason.
By the time Geoff pulled into his driveway, he was in a state of erotic tension. Luckily, he was able to pull into the attached garage and enter his house unobserved by neighbors. As soon as he was in the privacy of his home, he unbuckled his belt, lowered his pants and sat at the kitchen table. With thoughts of the bartender, waiter and Mason’s ass he wrapped his hand around his hard dick that was dripping precum. Thinking of these young men and having no thoughts of his old friend, he celebrated his new awakenings. After putting his pants back on, he reached for paper towels to wipe up the juices of his celebration spewed on the floor. As he cleaned the last drops he heard the front door opening. As Alan walked into the kitchen, “Hi Grandpa, I was just driving by on my way to the store for mom and decided to stop in and see how you are doing.”
Since Alan and Mason had helped Grandpa locate his friend from years past, as Alan took a coke from the refrigerator and sat at the table, Grandpa told about the meeting with David (omitting observations and thoughts about the hunk bartender and cute waiter). “The years certainly have not been good to my middle-school buddy. His having three Jack Daniel’s and ginger ale while I drank one beer probably explained part of his aging process. I really don’t know why I contacted him and will not call again. His only interest in me was the possibility that I might buy insurance. He inherited the agency from his father-in-law. But if I had not seen him, I would have wondered what happened to him. Now, to my sadness I know.”
“On a brighter side, I have been having fun ‘searching the web,’ as you call it. I have always been fascinated about trains. As I told you, my friend David and I enjoyed playing with the model trains in his basement. I have been thinking of taking a ride on the rails. I can take a train from the station here in Long River on the Hartford Line north to Springfield, Massachusetts, and then change to the Amtrak train and continue on to Chicago. Or, I could take the Hartford Line south to New Haven where I can catch an Amtrak train to Boston, New York, Washington DC and then on south to Florida or New Orleans or various places in between. I have been checking train schedules as well as hotels and sightseeing opportunities in various places. My first adventure will probably be to take the Acela high speed train from New Haven to Boston. I am ready to book a trip for next week. I will stay in Boston two nights. Thanks to you and Mason, I feel confident that I can easily plan such a trip. I’ve been checking out hotels, restaurants and places of interest to visit in Boston using web sites you have suggested and some I have found myself.”
“Wow Grandpa! I am impressed and happy that our help with the computer has enlightened you.”
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Grandpa’s visit to Boston certainly is enlightening. But you will have to wait a few chapters while Grandpa discovers more interesting sites on the computer. (The title of the next chapter is The World of Porn.)
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