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My Family
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Bi-Sexual Female / 63
Granny DD Lends A Helping Hand...
My husband and I live on a large farm in Virginia that we acquired after retiring from teaching in the Washington ,DC area. A few years ago my grandson Eric came up to spend a few weeks with us during the summer. He and Grandpa were gonna build a Pole barn to park our tractor, etc. under.
Eric was an tall ,strong athletic kid of 17 and his help was much needed. On the third day of the project, The guys were carrying a 16' long timber for one of roof beams and it dropped on Eric's foot. I heard Papa's truck horn toot as they drove up to the house and he yelled for me to grab a bag of ice. I ran and got the ice and as I looked into the truck, Eric's boot was off and his ankle and foot were swollen and turning purple. I put the ice bag on his foot and he and Papa were off to town to the ER about 15 miles away.
When they got back, I found out that Eric had broken several bones in the top of his foot and was wearing a cast almost up to his knee ! We helped him into the house and down the hall to the room where he had been sleeping. I sat him down on the edge of the bed and pulled off the other boot. Then I started to help him get out of his dirty clothes, I asked him if he was in pain and he said "not too bad, now". They had given him a shot at the ER and he was a little mellow now. He pulled his shirt off and then I slipped his jeans off while kneeling in the floor. As I looked up I could see that young Eric was a well developed young man, just like his Papa when he was young.
I helped him lay back in the bed and propped up his head on some pillows. I patted him on the thigh ,barely touching his cock with my fingertips and covered him with a sheet. I gave him a little bell that was a g*ft from someone many years ago and told him to ring the bell if he needed me. Then he drifted off to sleep as I sat there.
I looked in on him several times and he was sleeping soundly, but after about 3 hours I heard the tinkle tinkle of the bell and I went to check on him. He was complaining of pain and had a dry mouth, I told him I'd give him something the ER had prescribed. When I came back with it and a big glass of water, he had kicked off the sheet and asked me to turn on the fan overhead. I sat with him for about 15 minutes to see if he felt better and he was relaxed but complaining how hot the room was. I told him Gram's knew just what to do. I got a damp washcloth and wiped his forehead and chest and as he closed his eyes I slowly worked my way down to his stomach and then his thighs. I asked him how it felt and he said much better now. I told him he'd feel a lot better if he didn't have underwear on and I lowered his jockeys and slid them over his cast. He didn't make a sound as I cautiously washed his beautiful cock and between his legs. I gently took his cock in my hand and stroked it and it grew a little, I could see now how big he was, although he didn't have an erection. By now he was about asleep as he was mellowing out again. I covered him up to his waist with the sheet and told him in the morning we'd try to get him in the shower.
I checked on his several times during the night, and he was sleeping like a baby, next morning I heard the bell tinkling and I went to check on him. He was propped up in the bed and said he felt so much better. I told him he would feel much better once he had a shower and breakfast. He sat and I slung his legs over the side of the bed. I knew the drill since Papa had a cast on his leg years before. I got a big plastic bag and and slipped it over his leg and wrapped it up in duct tape. Then as I helped him stand up he asked me why happened to his underwear . I just laughed and told him he took them off last night. He seemed embarrassed , but I told him it was ok and reminded him of all the times the family had ben skinny-dipping in the pond together .
He put his arm around my neck and we hobbled down the hall to the bathroom, I had him sit on the toilet and I put a small stool in the shower and helped him climb in. I turned on the shower and adjusted it down to his chest and told him to wash what he could and I'd help with the rest. After a few minutes, he said he needed his back washed and I climbed in behind him trying not to get too wet. I washed his back and shoulders and then helped him to stand up for a minute or too. I washed his back and shoulders then slipped my hands down the back of his thighs. I asked him if he was ok standing up and he said for a few more minutes. I then slipped my hands between his butt cheeks and washed between his legs .
Then I shut the water off and began to dry him off. When I helped him from the shower, his cock was half erect and growing. He tried to cover it with his hand, but I told him not to worry, Grams had knew what a cock looked liked. After he was dried off we hobbled back to the bedroom and I laid him down in the bed. His cock was really hard, sticking straight up, he was 6-7 inches. Once again, he tried to cover himself but I told him I knew what he needed and I moved his hand away. "Just lay back and relax" Sweetie" I whispered. I took his hard cock in my hand and began to stroke it and he just laid back. I asked him if it felt good but he really didn't have to answer. I knew by his slight twitching how he felt . I took his hand and placed it on my wet shirt and he squeezed my breasts
I could no longer resist and I lowered my mouth down on his warm young cock as he gasped. " Grams" he moaned. "Just relax sweetheart" I assured him. I felt his balls begin to tighten as he began to thrust his cock deeper into my mouth. Suddenly he let out a loud moan and told me he was going to cum. And cum he did, I'd forgotten just how hard a young boy could cum. I raised my head up gagging a little and his cum squirted on my chin. I went back down on him and he was still squirting. When I was done, I took his cock in my hand and asked him if he felt better as the last few dropped trickled out
I then told him to lay back and rest and I'd get him his breakfast, he was still breathing hard and so was his granny... The next morning Eric told me he would like to take another shower !
Eric was an tall ,strong athletic kid of 17 and his help was much needed. On the third day of the project, The guys were carrying a 16' long timber for one of roof beams and it dropped on Eric's foot. I heard Papa's truck horn toot as they drove up to the house and he yelled for me to grab a bag of ice. I ran and got the ice and as I looked into the truck, Eric's boot was off and his ankle and foot were swollen and turning purple. I put the ice bag on his foot and he and Papa were off to town to the ER about 15 miles away.
When they got back, I found out that Eric had broken several bones in the top of his foot and was wearing a cast almost up to his knee ! We helped him into the house and down the hall to the room where he had been sleeping. I sat him down on the edge of the bed and pulled off the other boot. Then I started to help him get out of his dirty clothes, I asked him if he was in pain and he said "not too bad, now". They had given him a shot at the ER and he was a little mellow now. He pulled his shirt off and then I slipped his jeans off while kneeling in the floor. As I looked up I could see that young Eric was a well developed young man, just like his Papa when he was young.
I helped him lay back in the bed and propped up his head on some pillows. I patted him on the thigh ,barely touching his cock with my fingertips and covered him with a sheet. I gave him a little bell that was a g*ft from someone many years ago and told him to ring the bell if he needed me. Then he drifted off to sleep as I sat there.
I looked in on him several times and he was sleeping soundly, but after about 3 hours I heard the tinkle tinkle of the bell and I went to check on him. He was complaining of pain and had a dry mouth, I told him I'd give him something the ER had prescribed. When I came back with it and a big glass of water, he had kicked off the sheet and asked me to turn on the fan overhead. I sat with him for about 15 minutes to see if he felt better and he was relaxed but complaining how hot the room was. I told him Gram's knew just what to do. I got a damp washcloth and wiped his forehead and chest and as he closed his eyes I slowly worked my way down to his stomach and then his thighs. I asked him how it felt and he said much better now. I told him he'd feel a lot better if he didn't have underwear on and I lowered his jockeys and slid them over his cast. He didn't make a sound as I cautiously washed his beautiful cock and between his legs. I gently took his cock in my hand and stroked it and it grew a little, I could see now how big he was, although he didn't have an erection. By now he was about asleep as he was mellowing out again. I covered him up to his waist with the sheet and told him in the morning we'd try to get him in the shower.
I checked on his several times during the night, and he was sleeping like a baby, next morning I heard the bell tinkling and I went to check on him. He was propped up in the bed and said he felt so much better. I told him he would feel much better once he had a shower and breakfast. He sat and I slung his legs over the side of the bed. I knew the drill since Papa had a cast on his leg years before. I got a big plastic bag and and slipped it over his leg and wrapped it up in duct tape. Then as I helped him stand up he asked me why happened to his underwear . I just laughed and told him he took them off last night. He seemed embarrassed , but I told him it was ok and reminded him of all the times the family had ben skinny-dipping in the pond together .
He put his arm around my neck and we hobbled down the hall to the bathroom, I had him sit on the toilet and I put a small stool in the shower and helped him climb in. I turned on the shower and adjusted it down to his chest and told him to wash what he could and I'd help with the rest. After a few minutes, he said he needed his back washed and I climbed in behind him trying not to get too wet. I washed his back and shoulders and then helped him to stand up for a minute or too. I washed his back and shoulders then slipped my hands down the back of his thighs. I asked him if he was ok standing up and he said for a few more minutes. I then slipped my hands between his butt cheeks and washed between his legs .
Then I shut the water off and began to dry him off. When I helped him from the shower, his cock was half erect and growing. He tried to cover it with his hand, but I told him not to worry, Grams had knew what a cock looked liked. After he was dried off we hobbled back to the bedroom and I laid him down in the bed. His cock was really hard, sticking straight up, he was 6-7 inches. Once again, he tried to cover himself but I told him I knew what he needed and I moved his hand away. "Just lay back and relax" Sweetie" I whispered. I took his hard cock in my hand and began to stroke it and he just laid back. I asked him if it felt good but he really didn't have to answer. I knew by his slight twitching how he felt . I took his hand and placed it on my wet shirt and he squeezed my breasts
I could no longer resist and I lowered my mouth down on his warm young cock as he gasped. " Grams" he moaned. "Just relax sweetheart" I assured him. I felt his balls begin to tighten as he began to thrust his cock deeper into my mouth. Suddenly he let out a loud moan and told me he was going to cum. And cum he did, I'd forgotten just how hard a young boy could cum. I raised my head up gagging a little and his cum squirted on my chin. I went back down on him and he was still squirting. When I was done, I took his cock in my hand and asked him if he felt better as the last few dropped trickled out
I then told him to lay back and rest and I'd get him his breakfast, he was still breathing hard and so was his granny... The next morning Eric told me he would like to take another shower !
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