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Date: Fri, 04 Jun 2010 16:22:14 -0400
From: kristiantrey@aol.com
Subject: naked pizza, chapter 2

Naked Pizza

Part 2.

This story is a work of Fiction. Don't read it if you don't like gay sex or
stories about gay incest or stories about men and boys doing things
together that ain't legal.

Questions, comments or suggestions to: kristiandavistrey@gmail.com Please
note new email address!!!!


Cold pizza for dinner. Cold Pizza for breakfast. At least I had had a hot
lunch when we were at the park, and then a nice dinner on the ride home to
my granddad`s house. Now after a day of fun and sun and spunk, it was my
bath time. Now I know most 7 year old boys take their baths by themselves,
but it's much more fun my granddad's way.

Bath time had started with the usual giggles and splashes and play as my
handsome granddaddy washed my hair and played with me in the tub. Unlike my
daddy, granddad doesn't get naked and come into the tub with me. He likes
to wash me first, to get me all relaxed and sleepy before he carries me to
his big bed for the night.

I would lay with my 7 year old little body back against the tub and enjoy
the feel of the wash cloth as my granddad scrubbed me clean of the day's
sweat and dirt. The rough fabric, wet with warm, soapy water, sliding over
my tanned skin feels so good. Granddad scrubs every inch on my tender body
every time he bathes me. Unlike my daddy, who just sprays me with the
shower, soaps me up, and then rinses me off.

Granddad rubs the wet wash cloth gently over me, over my shoulders, my
back, my little arms and hands. Down my chest he goes, pausing to rub each
pink little nipple with the wet, rough cloth, rubbing the tender flesh
harder until I squirm and moan. Then he continues down to my smooth,
slender belly. Pausing to kiss my lips softly before the rough soapy cloth
encounters my young stone-hard boy-dick.

I moan louder as the scratchy fabric of the wash cloth is wrapped around my
4 inch boner as granddad starts to stroke me. He ain't too gentle about it,
either. His strong hands grip my boy prick and the wet wash cloth as he
strokes up and down on my hot little dick. I know he wants me to cum. To
dry cum over and over, to wear me out so I would go to sleep without
bothering him. And, of course, to relax my young body before he uses it for
his own needs.

I jump as granddad's mustache brushes my slender chest, then squeal as he
sinks his teeth onto my left nipple. One of his big strong hands holds me
so I can't move away, the other is busy running the wash cloth up and down
my burning dick. The rough, soapy, wet fabric scraps the tender skin of my
young penis. Leaving it bright crimson, leaving me shaking and quivering
and wanting more.

After three hard dry cums, granddad lets up. My boy dick is still rock
hard. My nipples are just as red and pointy and burning. My entire 7 year
old body is on fire, wanting, needing, lusting for more. Lusting for my
granddad's touch, he kisses, his taste, his lips. His fucking monster dick!

My granddad takes a moment to wash the rest of my naked body. My legs, my
feet, my toes. He pulls my little foot out of the water and runs his rough
tongue along the pale skin on the bottom. My whole world shakes in heated
lust.

He moves me around in the now cooling water of the tub. So strong, he can
move my entire little body with one hand. He slides me down so I'm laying
flat on my back, then lifts up both my legs in one hand. I know what he
wants me to do, so I grab them, one of my feet in each one of my hands, and
spread myself open for him.

The rough wash cloth now invades my tender boy hole. Still sore and hurting
from our granddad-grandson outing in the park. From all the strange men
that had put their horny dicks in my tight little boy butt hole. All those
men who had shot my tender young body full of man their man juice. But I
wasn't too sticky tonight, one of granddad's pedo buddy's had spent most of
the day with us, eating every drop of hot man juice out of my young ass
that he could suck out.

More of the wash cloth was pushed inside me. Two of granddad's big fingers
were wrapped up in the cloth, so that the two of them and part of the wash
cloth were now inside me, cleaning, probing, looking for dirt or cum or
lube or whatever was left over from my day of getting poked at the park.

I looked up at my granddad as he continued cleaning my boy-hole. Really
just a older version of my daddy, except he has brown hair. Lots more brown
hair. He has a normal hair cut, unlike my daddy's short crew cut. And a
hairy chest, unlike my daddy's smooth body. With that thing they call a
`treasure trail', that line of brown hair leading down to his furry crotch
and big dick.

As he knelt by the tub, with his long sleeved dress shirt unbuttoned so I
could see all that fur, splashed by our fun in the tub, sweaty from the day
at the park, I looked up into his blue eyes--just like mine--and saw the
love in them. Love for me. For his favorite--and only--grand child. Lots of
love. Lots more lust. Lust for the wet, naked, skinny young body just
waiting for him. Waiting to be used, abused, molested. Screwed hard and
then filled full of hot granddad cum.

I could see his lust in the big wet spot in the front of his expensive
dress pants.  Knowing that his monster dick would soon be in me, deep in
where his fingers were still probing. Knowing how fucking hot he was making
me. How much I wanted him. Even knowing how fucking much it would hurt!


Satisfied that my butt was clean and ready for his use, granddad gave me a
final rinse with warm water from the shower. Then he wrapped a big, fluffy
towel around me and lifted me out of the tub.

As he dried me off, his lips gently touched mine. As each part of my young,
waiting body was in turn dried off, he kissed it. My lips again. My neck,
my shoulders, my little fingers.  My chest and belly, my still pink and
pointy little nipples. My belly button. My swollen boy dick. Granddad
lovingly licked and kissed and dried every inch of my sweet 7 year old body
until I was shaking in lust.

He sat me on the toilet as he quickly cleaned up the bathroom. As soon as
he was done he stood in front of me, looking down at my naked self. I
looked up at him. His dress shirt unbuttoned to show his furry chest, his
dress pants with the wet, sticky spot where his big cock was waiting, his
black leather belt, his really expensive black leather shoes--my granddad,
the man I love almost as much as my dad.

Our eyes met and I shuddered. I know that after a day of watching his young
grandson--me--get used and abused and fucked and throat raped and spermed
up both ends by what must have been over a dozen horny strangers, that he
would be just about ready to explode with his lust for me. That his big
monster granddad dick was waiting to reclaim what was his. Again, that's
me.

Nor did I have long to wait. He reached for my body and picked me up like I
would pick up a toy. Held me to his strong body with one arm. Ran his other
hand through my still wet long blond hair.  Not caring that it would be
getting his fancy silk sheets all wet in a few moments.

Granddad carried me to his big king sized bed. He pulled me to him, his
lips to mine, both his strong arms now holding me tight. I wrapped my
little arms around his strong neck as his tongue entered my young mouth. I
sucked on that big intruder. He held me tighter.

Then he lay my young 7 year old body down on his big bed and looked down at
me for a moment. I stared back at him and smiled. I spread my little legs
wide apart, pushing my young ass so that he could see that it was ready and
waiting for him. My boy-hole wanting my granddad`s big cock.

I just knew he could see the bright pink abused flesh of my waiting hole. I
could see in his eyes the memories of all the excited strange men who had
enjoyed the taste and touch of my body as they molested me today at the
park.

I could see his desire for me grow, the sweat on his forehead, the flush of
his face and chest, the pulse of his monster dick trapped in his dress
slacks. The steadily enlarging wet spot on his pants. The shaking of his
hands.

Being the dirty little piece of white-trash, redneck slut boy that I am, I
of course reached down and fingered my own little boy butt hole, sliding in
two, then three of my little fingers, pushing them as deep as I could into
my horny little hole. Moaning a little as I finger-fucked myself. Driving
my beloved granddad fucking nuts.

In less time than it takes me to write about it, granddad's pants and
sticky boxer shorts were off of him, he was kneeling on the bed in front of
me, and his monster dick was pushing my probing little fingers out of the
way as it entered my tight little butt hole.


Granddad has the biggest cock in my family. Easily two inches longer than
my daddy's all-most 10 inches of man dick. And thicker. A lot thicker. Not
as thick as my daddy's older brother's beer-can thick prick, but still
painful as fuck to take up my tight 7 year old asshole.

I squealed really loud as granddad rammed home in me. Every fucking inch of
his monster cock was slammed as hard and as deep as my strong granddad
could shove it into my suddenly screaming body. I shook from head to toe as
he took me and reclaimed what was his. I shook harder as he pulled almost
all the way out, then rammed-fucked me deep again. And then again.

Why the fuck do I tease him like I did? I know how fucking much it hurts
when he was being gentle with me, let alone like now when he was more or
less just raping and molesting and using my body and my 7 year old butt
hole to get his big dick off in? Why?

Granddad pounded the shit out of my young body. His big hands were on my
shoulders, holding me down to the bed as his monster cock ripped my tight
and screaming butt hole open. His eyes closed, his sweat dripping off his
forehead and running down his back, his dick slamming in and out and in and
out until neither of us knew who we were or what we were or where we were.

My own boy dick bouncing all over the place, red and on fire and dry
cumming over and over. My young, tight, tender balls burning from all the
feelings flowing through my 7 year old body. Wishing they could shoot the
sperm that I was still years away from making.

My red nipples were so hard and pointy they screamed at me every time
granddad's shirt rubbed against their abused flesh, the raw silk of his
dress shirt shear torture to my raw flesh and tender skin.

Harder and deeper granddad went, faster and faster he pumped his big cock
into my abused boy hole. I felt like I was being ripped in two, like he
would explode and the cum would shoot out of my throat he was in so
deep. My hole gripped his big intruding cock every time it hit that sweet
spot deep inside me. Every time it did, I would dry cum. Over and over
until the whole world went away and there was nothing but my screaming boy
hole, granddad's invading dick, and me dry cumming and cumming and cumming.

Suddenly there was something else in my world besides my multiple dry-cum
racked young, tender dick and over-full boy butt. Cum. Lots of hot
granddaddy spunk. Exploding deep inside me. So fucking much I could feel it
shoot out over and over from his pulsing, throbbing dick. Even with it so
deep in me, I could feel him cum. Feel it running out as he kept fucking
me. Fucking me until I was overflowing with his sperm.

One last hard shove, still deep inside my abused young body, and granddad
fell on top of me. His sweat-soaked body pressed mine to the big bed. His
racing heart, his labored breath. His soft lips on my neck. My
still-burning boy dick now pressed against his furry, sweaty, cum soaked
crotch.

With one final shudder, I had one last super-hard dry cum. I kinda blacked
out even I think. My ass squeezed down so hard on my granddad's big cock
that it slid most of the way out of my thin little body. Along with lots of
granddad cum.

Not to mention some blood. Most of the time, I have no trouble getting my
7year old butt fucked, even with my granddad's monster cock rammed up my
tight little ass. But sometimes, when he or dad or both get really rough
with me, I bled a little. Not like my first time, when there was blood
everywhere. Or from the time my daddy brought me to my first gang
bang. Those guys had been rough with me too.

Tonight there was just enough of my 7 year old boy blood on granddad's silk
sheets to make him smile. Not that I even really noticed. Granddad licked
it up before I even knew it. And the fucker did it before I came back to
earth. Damn, he knows I would want a taste too!

I really didn't even come to until his big dick brushed my lips. Still half
out of it, I licked granddad's sticky cock clean, still enjoying and loving
all his cum even though I couldn't move an inch I was so exhausted.  Once a
cum slut always a cum slut my daddy says.

06 05 2010

