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Finally, I was making my way back to New Zealand. I hadn't been to visit my grandparents for 7 years now, and I was actually kind of excited. I was most excited to see my grandfather though, he was always the best of us all and he taught me a lot while he was raising me.

I got off the plane and eagerly looked around for him, grinning from ear to ear as I saw him. I rushed over and hugged him tightly, giving him a quick peck on the lips like we usually do. "High granddad, how are you?" I asked quickly, and he smiled in response. "I'm good lad, it's good to see you. It's just you and me tonight, your grandmother is at her sisters for the night." I nodded a little disappointed, but was ultimately ok with it, since I'd get to spend quality time with my favourite man.

We got into the car and buckled in, he started the car and we pulled out, before offering me his hand. I smiled, and took it, threading our fingers together. There was a reason for that, when I first got to New Zealand, I was 10 and he was taking me to my new school, I was terrified, so he used to hold my hand as he drove me there. It sort of just became a habit after that, one that I was glad to see hadn't changed. Now, back to the present. We drove the hour long journey back to the farm talking away about how we had been over the years and what we'd done and learnt before finally pulling up in the familiar drive way.

"Wow, it's been a long time since I've been here." I say with a small but happy sigh. My Grandpa chuckled and patted my back. "Welcome home, son." he said and kissed my cheek, I followed him in, and went straight to put my bags away. After I unpack, I see my grandpa laying on the couch shirtless, his hairy body looking very appealing. "Room for one more?" I ask as I lift his head so he can use me as a pillow. We sit like this for hours, casually chatting and watching tv, while I comb through his hair with one hand, and play with his chest hair with the other... So I like hair, so sue me.

"I really do need to shave all this hair off." He piped up out of no where, and I look down at him. "What's stopping you?" I ask curiously. "Well, I need help with it. Would you mind?" He asked looking up with me, a little pleadingly. I shrug, and nod. "Yeah, of course" I say with a smile and head to get the clippers and the razor. "Right, where do I start?" I ask smiling.

He got up and tugged off his trousers revealing his equally hairy legs. "I want full shave, head to toe, just not my head hair. So a shave, on my face and body and legs." He said with a smile. "You're a gem, son." He said grinning. I laughed and got straight to work, being very careful, making sure not to hurt him in the process. After what seemed like hours, I thought I'd finally finished, but my grandpa had other ideas. "Now, you ready for the pubes, son?" He asked looking down at me and tugging at the waist band of his tight black briefs. I looked at him with a frown. "You're Ok with me seeing you naked? Are you sure?" I asked as I toyed with his waistband myself. I'd always wanted to see my grandfather naked before, he was highly attractive for someone of his age, and who would turn him down? Most definitely not me, that's for sure. As he nodded down his approval, I turned him around deciding to start with his ass. That job, that one took a long time. Finally, the main event. I slowly turned him back around, and there it was, I was faced with a snake. 10 inches and still soft. "Woah." I said in awe as my grandfather laughed at me. "Pretty big, huh?" He asked. I shook my head. "No no, I'm big. I'm 8 inches, when hard. You though? This thing is a monster." I say still in shock. I shake my head and gently shave off the mass of hair, finishing him off with the razor. Leaving him as smooth as a baby.

Now, finally being finished, I went to get up. Only my grandfather put a hand on my shoulder to stop me. He moved his hand to the back of my neck, and I instantly knew what he wanted. I swallowed nervously, but only because he was huge. I wanted this, he wanted this. I knew that much, so why bother denying it? I lick my lips, and then take your long shaft in my hand, licking the tip. I can't help but moan gently at the taste. I take the head of your cock into my mouth, the large mushroom tasting delicious with his circumsized cock. I use my free hand to gently cup his low hanging smooth and large balls and massage them gently as I slowly slide my head onto his shaft. My throat stops him from going further at about 7 inches, and he moves to pull out. Now it's my turn to stop him, I look up with my eyes and wink. Relaxing my throat, I took the further three inches into my mouth. That's when I pull out and slide my mouth up and down his large pole, letting my teeth gently run along his shaft. He looks down at me and moans happily, clutching at my hair, begging for more. "It's been so long." He cries, literally. Nan must have stopped giving him any. I happily obliged, I gave him more. I began to hum, letting the vibrations of my throat act as a vibration against his sensitive cock.

I could feel it, his cock stiffened. It was coming and I couldn't wait. I squeezed his balls gently, and I pulled his body into me, his cock pushing its way down my willing throat just in time as I felt your body spasm, your balls tighten and you're loud orgasmic moan as you fill my mouth and stomach with your warm salty seed, I can't help but whimper at the taste. I swallowed it all greedily, sucking my grandpa clean.

As I pull off, my grandpa sat, panting. "That was the best blow job, I have ever gotten, son." I grin a little and go sit next to him on the couch, rubbing his thigh gently. "How about the best sex you've ever had?" I asked sliding my hand under him, to finger his hole...

But that, is a story for another day.

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