.5

This is a work of fiction. Any relation to actual persons or places is purely coincidental. All persons depicted are over the age of 18. This story was written as a commission for a fan.

This is a side story in the same world as the first chapter with different characters. They may end up clashing together as the separate stories progress. There will be both straight and gay sex scenes going forward in this series.

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"Popop!" Jen shouted with glee as she burst through her grandfather's door.

"Heh? What? Who is it?" Donald grumbled as he looked towards the door and squinted.

"Oh come on grandpa, you don't recognize my voice?" Jen continued as she shut the door and plopped down on Donald's bed.

"Ohhh Jenny, that you? You nearly gave me a heart attack."

"I was just excited to see you," Jen said as she stood up and leaned over into Donald's face, "I just wish you could see me. I can't wait for your eye surgery, you can't see a damn thing!"

"Language young lady," Donald said as he rubbed his eyes and opened them widely, a blur of colors somewhat resembling his granddaughter's face hovered in front of him, "It's in a few weeks then I'll be able to see your beautiful face again pumpkin."

"Aww," Jen sighed then kissed him on the cheek.

Donald wasn't exaggerating, Jen was quite beautiful. She had pale skin and fiery red shoulder length curls, her bangs constantly obscuring half her freckle dotted face and emerald eyes. She was barely 5 foot tall, average build with large breasts and a thick ass and thighs. Her friends jokingly referred to her as a 'shortstack'.

Jen sat back down on the bed and asked, "So what's going on around here?"

"You mean since you visited two weeks ago?" Donald said as he squinted his eyes at his watch.

"Getting sick of me huh?" Jen pouted.

"No sweetheart, you've just been around a lot lately. I'm not complaining, I love having you here. But don't you have better things to do than hang out with your old grandpa?"

"Heh, not really," Jen chuckled as she swung her feet back and forth on the edge of the bed.

"How about a boyfriend? You're not still single are you hun?"

"Ughh," Jen groaned as she flung herself back into the bed, "Not you too grandpa. Why does everyone want me to be in a relationship? I'm in college, relationships are bullshit."

"Hey," Donald said calmly, "When I was your ag-"

"I know I know..." Jen cut him off, "You were married and grandma was pregnant with mom. That's not how the world is anymore grandpa. I'm only 21, I got plenty of time to settle down later, I just want to have some fun now."

"Alright, alright you made your point. Well, if it's fun you're after, how about a quick game of chess with the old master?" Donald said as he pulled a game board off a shelf at his desk.

Jen propped herself back up and grinned, "Grandpa... That's Mahjongg. How are you gonna play with your cataracts anyway? Come on," Jen continued as she jumped off the bed, "Let's grab some lunch."

"Sure," Donald agreed as he pushed himself to his feet, "I just have to be back before 2."

"So you're the busy one I guess. Got a hot date popop?" Jen laughed as she hooked his arm around hers to guide him.

"Heh, yea," Donald chuckled nervously, "A hot date with the resident nurse."

"Oh, is everything ok?" Jen asked as she opened the door and led Donald into the hallway.

"Yea yea, just a routine check."

"Alright, well don't worry I'll have you back in time," Jen assured him as she leaned her head on his shoulder while they made their way to the cafeteria.

The two had lunch as they discussed mundane family gossip and Jen's future plans, normal grandfather and granddaughter things. Jen kept her promise and got him back to his room by 1:50.

"Do you want me to hang around until the nurse gets here?" Jen asked as she sat Donald down on the bed.

"No, that's ok," he replied a bit rushed, "Sorry to cut your visit a bit short hun."

"That's fine, I should have talked to you before I came. It's ok though, I have some other things to do around this area anyway."

"Alright my little pumpkin, you get back safe ok?"

"I will grandpa," Jen leaned down and kissed Donald on the cheek once more, "I'll call you before your surgery ok?"

"Sure sweetheart, I love you."

"Love you toooo," Jen droned off as she slipped out the door and closed it.

Jen certainly had other things to attend to, and they weren't exactly far away. She waited a few moments and slipped over to the next room from her grandfather's and lightly knocked on the door. After a few seconds the door creaked open and a wide smiling face appeared in the gap. Jen forced the door open, pushing back the inhabitant and quickly shut the door behind her.

"Speed it up Harold. I can't risk my grandpa seeing me come in here," Jen complained as she turned and looked through the peephole.

"Sorry babe," Harold said as he wrapped his arms around her from behind and squeezed her breasts."

"Did I say you could do that?" Jen snarled as she pushed his arms off and brushed past him into the room, "That's gonna cost you."

"It's worth it to get to touch those jugs. When are you gonna let me see em anyway Jenny?" Harold asked as he locked the door and walked towards her.

"When you make it worth my while," Jen retorted as she pulled off her sweatshirt and tied up her hair in a ponytail, "Speaking of which..."

"Here," Harold said as he handed her a pair of tickets, "Front row just like you asked."

"Aww Harry," Jen said, dramatically shifting her mood as she took them from him, "You're so good to me."

Jen slipped the tickets into her pocket and grabbed Harold by the hips. She spun him around and undid his belt. She pulled his pants down to his ankles and grabbed his loose white briefs. She gave him a sly smile as she yanked them down to reveal his old, wrinkled cock. Jen sat Harold down on the edge of the bed and knelt in between his legs. She picked up his semi rigid cock and took it into her mouth.

"Ohhh baby... I've missed this so much," Harold moaned as he sat back and enjoyed Jen's warm mouth.

Jen got his shaft nice and slick then released it and stroked him, "It's only been a few weeks Harry."

"Even one day without your blowjobs is too much. I wish you'd come here every day."

"You couldn't afford that," Jen said plainly, then switched her voice to a sweet seductive tone, "By the way Harry, I was hoping to ask you something..."

"What is it dear?"

"Well... I dropped my phone the other day and the screen cracked," Jen pouted as she worked Harold's shaft, "Sooo I was hoping you could buy me a new phone?"

"Ugh. That's a lot of money babe. I don't know..."

"Aww, pleeaase Harry?" Jen whined, flashing her puppy dog eyes at Harold, "Don't you want to make me happy? Don't I make YOU happy?"

Jen sucked Harold's cock back into her mouth and deepthroated him, holding his entire length inside her as she looked up at him and pulled on his sagging ball sack. She hummed on his cock, vibrating her throat around him, making Harold moan loudly. Tears welled up in her eyes and streaked her thick mascara down her cheeks as she held in place. She nuzzled her nose against Harold's hairy pubic bone then finally pulled back slowly, dragging her lips along his cock until she popped off his head and sighed.

"Ohhh Jenny... You make me so happy dear," Harold groaned looking down at her messy face, "But, it is a lot of money. Can't we just stick to smaller stuff?"

"Don't talk about money so much my love, you're making me feel like a whore," Jen said as she released his dick and pulled her arms into her t-shirt. She pulled her shirt up off her head revealing her massive rack packed tightly in her black bra.

"Holy shit..."

"I know how badly you want my tits Harry," Jen spoke provocatively as she raised to her feet while still stroking him, "If you buy me a new phone, not only will I let you finally see them," Jen bent forward shoving her bulging cleavage right in front of Harold's face.

"You'll be able to touch..." Jen ran her finger over Harold's bushy ear canal.

"Lick..." She lowered her head and circled her tongue around his earlobe.

"Suck..." She took his earlobe into her mouth and popped her lips off it.

"And... Fuck..." She whispered, harshly enunciating the 'K' sound.

Jen stepped back to see Harold's stunned face, she had him right where she wanted. She smiled and returned to her knees between his legs, slapped his cock on her face, and suckled on his head awaiting his response.

"R-really?"

"Mhmm..."

"Oh boy... Well I guess I can't say no to that. Just tell me what you want, baby, and I'll get it for you."

"Yay!" Jen cheered excitedly, "Thank you Harry! First I'm gonna make this big cock cum!"

Jen resumed sucking Harold's cock with vigor. She quickly bobbed her head as her tongue lapped away. She had gotten what she wanted, she just had to make him cum so she could leave. She moved as fast as her neck muscles allowed.

"Oh god Jenny... You're so good..." Harold moaned, "Way better than Donal-" Harold stopped himself before he finished.

Jen's ears perked up. She thought she heard something, but it couldn't possibly be what she thought it was.

Jen looked up and popped Harold's dick out of her mouth, "Better than who?"

"Ughh.. What?"

"Better than who? You were saying I was better at sucking dick than someone."

"Oh.. Umm... No. I was just saying you were really good at it," Harold nervously rambled.

"Say the name Harold," Jen replied as her tone dropped.

"W-what? Really... It's nothing. I just misspoke."

Harold was sweating, his face turning red. He was obviously lying.

"You realize I literally have you by the balls right?" Jen said as she lightly squeezed on Harold's scrotum, "Don't lie to me Harold."

"Jenny, please. Just forget about it."

Jen squeezed her hand tighter and Harold flinched, "Say it."

"I-I can't..."

Jen gripped her hand even tighter.

"Ow ow shit ok ok! Please stop!" Harold whined.

Jen released her grasp on Harold's balls and awaited his confession.

"I was saying..." Harold looked around nervously avoiding looking at her, "You're better than... Donald."

"Donald," Jen said plainly, staring slack jawed at Harold.

"Yea..."

"Donald. As in, my grandfather, Donald. That Donald?"

"Yea..."

"What the fuck are you talking about Harold?"

"You're better. At blowjobs... Than him...."

Jen shook her head and chuckled nervously, "You're saying my grandpa sucked your dick?"

"Yea..."

"Bullshit."

"It's true Jenny."

"My grandpa isn't gay. He was married, has kids," Jen stood up and backed away from Harold as she started getting upset.

"I'm not gay either. It's just... Something we do."

"Oh it's just something you do?" She mocked sarcastically, "You and my grandpa, just sucking each other's dicks all casual like. Sure, ok Harry."

"Calm down hun. It's not a big deal."

"I just don't understand why you would make that up."

"I'm not. If I was going to make up a story I'd make it less embarrassing."

Jen furrowed her brow and rubbed her temple, "I...I don't... How would that even happen?"

"Well, there's not a lot of women here. And the ones who are here don't put out. So... The guys help each other out."

"Ok, ignoring the misogyny of that statement, you're saying there's more than you two?"

"Uh, yea... There's a whole group of fellas that do it."

"You expect me to believe a bunch of straight old dudes blow each other because there's no women to bang? How would they even get hard if they're not into guys?"

"There's aids for that hun. And after all, a mouth is a mouth if you close your eyes."

"So you're doping up to have gay sex. Do you know how ridiculous that sounds?"

"Yea... I guess so. But that's the truth Jenny, promise."

"Prove it," Jen said as she folded her arms.

"Huh?"

"Prove it to me."

"Um, how?"

"I don't care. But you just told me something wild about my grandfather and I can't believe it's true. So prove it to me or else all this," Jen pointed down and swirled her finger around, "It's over. No more blowjobs, no titties, nothing."

Harold pondered for a moment and checked the clock on the wall. He groaned as he pushed himself up off the bed and shuffled with his garments around his ankles over to a mirror hung on the wall. He leaned his hand on the mirror and turned to Jen.

"Are you sure about this?" Harold asked with a serious tone.

"Umm I don't know what you're doing but yea."

"Ok. Remember I warned you. Just be quiet ok?" Harold warned as he softened his voice.

Harold lifted the mirror up and moved it to the side revealing a black square on the wall a few feet above the floor. He reached down and peeled back what appeared to be foam taped to the wall and a small circular hole appeared. Harold gestured towards the hole and Jen hesitantly got down on her knees. She gulped and slowly brought her face to the hole and peeked through it.

Jens jaw dropped and she brought both hands to cover her mouth and stifle a gasp as she laid eyes on her grandfather sitting on his bed sucking a cock. Her eyes shot widely open and she looked up at Harold who was frowning at her and shaking his head. She returned her gaze into the hole and watched as a nude Donald stroked and sucked a fellow geriatric. She could hear soft moaning through the hole from the guy relieving the blowjob.

Jen pulled herself away from the hole and paced back and forth in the room quietly repeating, "Holy shit holy shit holy shit."

"See. I was telling the truth."

"Shut up Harry, I'm busy freaking out over here."

"It's not a big deal Jenny. He's not gay."

"What? I don't give a shit about that. I'm just shocked is all. Popop's part of a secret gay blowjob club."

"It's not gay, it's just-"

"Yea whatever," Jen brushed Harold off as she started laughing, "This is crazy, grandpa's a slut!"

Jen stifled her giggles and returned to the peephole. Once again she was shocked as Donald had bent over on his desk and was taking it in the ass from the other man. Jen looked at Harold, stunned and mouthed the word 'fucking?' Harold nodded his head. Jen looked back inside and watched as the elderly man thrust against her grandfather's ass. Donald was moaning softly with every clap of his cheeks.

Jen was entranced by the sight. Never would she have imagined her grandfather being gay, or rather bi. He wasn't the stereotypical homophobe from his generation, but he'd always been about traditional family values. But there he was bent over with a dick up his ass. She couldn't look away, it was just too fascinating to her. Two old droopy bodies awkwardly clashing. It was very mechanical, no love or lust, just a warm hole to be filled.

Jen was getting turned on watching it. She loved watching gay guys go at it, though the media she consumed usually starred much younger and attractive males. And certainly not any related to her. But it excited her getting a front row seat to this secret show, an inside look at her grandfather's dirty secret. She knew it was wrong to watch but she couldn't take her eyes off it.

The other man started grunting and moving his hips slightly faster. He groaned loudly and held tight onto Donald's hips. His body shook a bit then he sighed deeply and slowly pulled his cock out of Donald's ass. Jen could see a mess of white fluid coating his shrinking dick, he just came in her grandfather's ass. Jen bit her bottom lip as her mouth curled into a slight smile, excited to see what was next. The other man slumped down onto Donald's bed and he did the same after pushing himself off the desk.

Donald was rock hard and started stroking himself. Jen watched in wonderment as her grandfather masturbated his cock right in front of her. Donald had the average old man body, not too big but bloated around the belly and thighs. His cock was fairly large and veiny, a thick bush of grey hairs surrounded his shaft and balls. He rapidly jerked himself until he started grunting and a few shots of cum spurt out his head onto his belly. Donald wheezed and sat back against the wall to rest along with the other man. The show was over, Jen replaced the foam cork and stood back up.

"Wow... I don't even know what to say..."

"Proof enough for you huh?" Harold said as he replaced the mirror on the wall.

"Popop just got fucked in the ass. And... It seemed like he was enjoying it." Jen put her hand on her forehead and chuckled as she shook her head.

"Yea Donald likes that I think."

"What is this hole anyway? Don't tell me it's a glory hole for you two to blow each other?"

"Yep."

"Oh man... I didn't see it in my grandfather's room though."

"It's usually covered like mine. But we open them up when one of us is doing stuff. In case the other wants to watch or maybe stick it in."

"Jesus, you guys are hornier than the dudes at my college... Ok but wait... Why did my grandpa have to jerk himself off? Why didn't the other guy blow him or something?"

"Well," Harold explained as he plopped back down on his bed, "Not a lot of guys will take it, your grandpa's one of the few. So he usually is the one to help another guy go. And you know after a guy finishes he's not horny anymore, so... Really don't wanna touch another guy like that after you finish ya know?"

"So my grandpa's a designated bottom? That's not fair. He let that guy cum in his ass and then he has to jerk himself off? That's bullshit," Jen was getting flustered.

"Should you be talking like this about your grandfather Jenny? I think maybe you should forget about this."

"Fuck that. Popop's getting screwed... Doubly screwed!"

"I think he's fine with it hun, he doesn't complain. It's not always, sometimes he gets a handjob or blown too."

Jen glared at Harold with a fierce look, "What about you Harold," she asked as she stepped towards him, "Have you blown my grandpa? Have you let him fuck your ass?"

"Well... No I-"

"Oh Harold... No... This won't do," Jen said as she bent over and stared right in his eyes, "Here you are getting blowjobs from my grandfather, AND his beautiful young granddaughter, and you don't even have the decency to make the man cum? I am VERY disappointed in you."

Jen turned away and grabbed her t-shirt. She pulled it back on then redoned her sweatshirt as well. She then turned to face Harold with her hands on her hips.

"You're cut off until you get my popop off. Ass, mouth, hell even a handjob. I don't make you cum, until you make him cum," Jen authoritatively laid out her rules.

"Are you serious?" Harold scoffed.

"Dead serious Harry. Oh, and I'll want proof of course now that I know what a little sneak you are," Jen explained as she went for the door.

"Wait, Jenny, can't you at least finish me off? I got you the tickets you wanted," Harold pleaded.

"But you also lied to me about what was going on. I don't like secrets," Jen grabbed the doorknob and twisted it.

"Wait wait!" Harold jumped to his feet as fast as his old body would move and shuffled over to his closet, "I got something else for you," Harold turned and handed Jen a bag, the logo on it showed her it was from a famous lingerie shop.

Jen took the bag from Harold, said, "Thanks," opened the door and peeked out, and left when she saw it was clear.

Harold sighed as he was left bottomless and blue balled, then scrambled to shut the door and preserve his dignity.

Jen left the retirement home and drove towards her college campus. She was irked about her grandfather's seemingly low status on the gay totem pole. She was no stranger to guys taking what they wanted and giving nothing in return and she wouldn't stand for it. A straight guy giving up his ass just to help his friends get off? He was a damn hero in her mind and deserved to get a mind blowing orgasm more than anyone.