Of course, when I inquired about whether the other members of the household were treating him right, I was met with nothing but positive affirmations. Not only were they accepting of most kinks and fetishes, but they didn’t seem to have any issues with gay incest either. Which meant that my desire to come together physically with my own grandson was something we did not need to shy away from. I knew that Zander was going to be sexually active with the men in the mansion, that much seemed to go without saying, but I was very pleased to discover that his staying in his new accommodations would not impact the connection that he and I shared with each other. It didn’t take long for either of our lips to find each other, our hands roaming one another’s bodies as we explored that physical intimacy. Our clothes were off before I knew any better, bending the muscular twink over in his jockstrap as my face found its way between those smooth plump ass cheeks, my tongue burying itself up inside of Zander’s hole. The young pup proudly arches his backside up into the air to grant his grandpa full access. Soon enough he pulls down my own jockstrap to wrap his lips around my growing erection. With his tongue hanging out of his mouth in excitement, he deepthroats my big cock while frantically tugging on his own boner. My eager pup pushes his ass up in the air once again, only this time he starts backing himself up onto my swollen hard-on, panting as I pound my bone into his hungry hole. My boy reaches back to pull his cheeks apart, begging for more from his granddaddy like a good boy.
