As usual, incest ahead. You've been warned.
Everything is ABC's but the story. The story is proudly mine! =D
In which a conversation changes everything between David and Henry.
The chill that runs through the streets of Storybrooke forces the citizens to hide themselves within the warmth of their homes. And none of them could possibly be aware of the steamy activity taking place at The Charming's loft.
David sits on the couch stroking his cock, coating it with a very generous amount of lube, and staring at the young man in front of him.
"Why would you need this in the living room?"
David looks at Henry and smirks. Up until now he doesn't know that sex in the family isn't something new, and David is about to start remedying that, and maybe giving him the opportunity to be in the loft on Sunday nights.
"Soon enough you'll know why this is here, but I believe we have more interesting things to do, don't you agree?" He looks up, eyes following the young man, cock twitching in his hand. "Come here."
Henry comes closer and stops when David sits on the edge of the couch, hand reaching for the boy's cock and stroking him for a few moments, fondling with his balls. He glances at the boy and smirks, opening his mouth to flick the tip of his grandson's cock. Henry closes his eyes and feels a pang of arousal mixed with an annoying sense of guilty (something he's sure will be dead before this night is up).
It all started after a few hours of good wine, some nice food and a conversation about sex, girls and pleasure with David guarantying Henry that he would never turn down someone just because they happen to be male.
"So you'd have sex with a man?" Henry asked, amused with his grandfather's words. David looked at his grandson for a long moment before making his move to finally introduce him to what they do best as a family.
"Most definitely," David whispered his answer into Henry's ear. The young man almost jumped out of his skin when he felt his grandfather's hand opening his flies and pushing its way inside his boxers.
"Grandpa, what are you doing?" Henry asked in panic when he felt himself reacting to David's hand on him.
"Proving what I just told you." David kissed Henry's lips softly, giving the young man space to back off if he didn't want anything to happen. Instead, the brown haired boy opened his mouth when David ran his tongue over the seam of his lips, moaning deep in his throat.
The older man's soothing and reassuring voice telling him that it was okay to be scared, that he didn't need to do anything he didn't feel like doing relaxed Henry enough for him to actually sigh in relief when David pulled his cock out of his boxers to stroke him a few times before getting down on him, his lips briefly sucking the head of Henry's cock.
And now, with David's lips wrapped around his cock again, head bobbing up and down his length, Henry is absolutely sure that he wants this to happen again. A strangled moan leaves his mouth when David swallows his shaft, nose touching his belly, tongue licking his balls.
Henry's hand fly to David's head to press it more firmly against his cock, the sensation of its head hitting the back of his grandfather's throat making him spurt his seed down David's throat. He gags a bit, but manages to take as much cum as he can before he pulls out, licking his lips, and sporting a devilish smirk while he strokes his cock firmly.
"Now, my boy, it's my turn." Henry doesn't know what that means exactly, but he's eager to learn. He's obviously well aware that the following activity will leave him sore for a few days. Still, he can't wait to feel David's cock sliding inside him.
"What does that mean, grandpa?" Henry speaks, the most innocent look gracing his lovely face.
"Kneel here," David taps his hand on the couch, moving to the side.
Henry does as told, supporting his weight against the back of the couch and waits. He feels his legs trembling when cool fingers touch his entrance. The sensation is not foreign at all, and he relaxes a great deal when David kneels behind him, pushing a finger gently, kissing his back and whispering reassurances to calm his heart.
David keeps working his fingers gently inside his grandson's ass enough to realize that this is not new to him.
"Tell me, Henry," he begins, pushing a third finger in, crooking them and thrusting in and out a little bit harder. "Have you ever had sex with someone in college?" David stills his motions and waits for the answer, placing a gentle kiss at the base of Henry's neck.
"Of course," he replies, gasping when David pulls his fingers out just to slam them back hard. "I have a girlfriend, you know it."
David actually chuckles. "And you, my boy, know very well I am not talking about your girlfriend," he pushes his fingers deeper. Henry groans and bites the couch to keep from screaming out loud.
"Okay," he speaks, voice shaken. "My roommate, we've had our… moments."
"I knew it," David smirks and pulls his fingers out, grabbing the lube and pouring some more on his cock.
"Have you ever thought about this?" David asks, a hand smacking Henry's butt, squeezing it tightly, cock brushing against his entrance. "About me behind you, ready to push my cock up your ass? Have you ever imagined how it would be like to get your tight little ass fucked by your grandpa?"
Henry whimpers, burying his face on the couch, hands grabbing hard at the leather of the furniture to stop the moan threatening its way out of his throat. He doesn't want to give David the satisfaction of seeing a pleading look on his face, so he chooses to stay silent and unmoving.
David pushes the head of his cock in, earning a whimper, but promptly withdrawing, taking his hands off of him as well.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Henry asks with an indignant look on his face.
David doesn't reply. He gets up, grabbing Henry's hips more firmly thrusting his cock to the hilt with a deep push that makes his grandson scream.
The brown haired boy leans over the back of the couch, breathing deeply when David finally begins to move inside him. The feel of his grandfather's thick shaft deliciously sliding in and out of him makes Henry's mind go back to cold nights spent under warm blankets or those he felt the sweat running down his body in the stifling room of Josh's house by the sea.
David's rough hands and hard thrusts bring Henry's mind back, a throaty moan leaving his lips when the blonde man grabs his hair, straightening his back, a hand running down his chest and abdomen to take hold of his cock to pump him in time with each push in his very slick asshole. They move together, Henry pushing his hips back harder and harder against David's cock, moaning and feeling his body tensing.
David slows the pace of his thrusts, driving himself deeper and stroking Henry's cock until he comes with a shout that echoes in the stillness of the room. David pumps the boy's cock a few more times, emptying him completely before nipping his neck hard.
"I'm so gonna enjoy this now," he speaks quietly, bending Henry's body forward, opening his legs wider, pulling his cock out slowly before slamming back in. David repeats his motions over and over until he feels his balls begin to tighten, sweat running down his chest, falling over Henry's back.
He runs his hands up and down Henry's back until he reaches the young man's shoulders, using them for leverage to fuck him harder, with deep and shallow thrusts that elicit moans and cursed words. Henry pushes his hips back in time with David's thrusts, smirking when he manages to look back and flash a wicked smile, one that tells his grandpa that he will come back and do whatever he asks him to do, and that's enough for David to grunt loud, coming hard and filling Henry's ass with his warm cum.
Pulling himself out of the boy's ass, David collapses on the couch, breathing heavily, his head still spinning. He looks over and sees his seed running down Henry's thighs. The image is so erotic that he takes his phone, taking a few pictures before clearly sending them to someone.
"Who are you sending these pictures to?"
David doesn't answer, just waits for the reply to his message. Five long minutes later, his phone buzzes and he picks it up, grinning like he has just got an early Christmas gift. He looks up, his eyes softening when he sees how his grandson seems to be frightened.
"Come here, my boy," he opens his arms. Henry hesitates for a moment, but crawls his way to him, resting his head on David's chest, breathing deeply, suddenly feeling incredibly safe.
"Grandpa, to whom did you send those pictures?"
"You don't need to know now," he replies, kissing Henry's lips softly before and adding. "Be here on Sunday, 9 o'clock, and you will know who got those pictures and why I have lube in that drawer."
Henry's curiosity kicks in and he's eager for Sunday. He and David spend some time cuddling, talking and just enjoying themselves. He then gets up to shower, leaving the loft with an interest that prevents him to regret or feel guilty of everything that happened with his grandpa.
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