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Subject: Summer with Granddad – Part 7 Summer with Grandad � Part 7 Gay, Adults If you enjoy reading stories on Nifty, then don’t forget to donate! It’s easy, just follow the link fty/donate.html * * * * The next week, Benny brought his guitar and buzzed Ren’s apartment. When he got upstairs, Ren met him at the door and immediately asked about the musical instrument. “I thought I might play for you and the guys after dinner, if that’s okay?” “Of course, I just didn’t know you played.” “I took it up again while I was in France. One of the community members is a musician and he taught me one of his compositions. I can play it for you tonight if you like.” “Yeah, for sure, whatever you want to play will be okay with us I’m sure.” Just then Pete and Jim walked in. Jim commented on the guitar and Benny gave him the short version of the same story he’d just shared with Ren. He thought it was interesting that Benny had shared more with him than with the other two. He greeted his uncle and his new friend then went back into the kitchen to finish dinner. After everything was cleaned up and the leftovers were put away, Benny played several tunes for his friends. After the last song, they all hugged and kissed then Pete and Jim went back upstairs. Ren asked Benny to sit down then asked him a question that he’d been dying to ask, “So this guy who taught you the tune you played earlier, was he a special friend? I know I have no right to ask, just curious I guess.” Benny laughed then answered, “No, just a friend. Miguel was talented, sweet and very straight.” Ren breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked like he was going to ask another more intimate question, Benny beat him to the punch, “I used to go to Jean-Jacques’s house a couple of afternoons a week and play for him while we waited for the tea kettle to boil. I played his guitar until Eddie bought me this one. JJ, that’s what he liked to be called, was a very interesting older man. He was a poet but also a teacher. He taught me a thing or two anyway. He wrote a poem for me as well.” “I’d like to hear it, if you don’t mind sharing.” “I still hear it in his French accent so it would sound weird if I recited it, but I do have it saved in my phone if you’d like to read it.” “Yes, I would.” Benny pulled up the file on his phone and handed it to Ren to read. He took his time reading it and then handed the phone back to Benny. “Wow, that was erotic and very personal. Thanks for sharing it with me. He must have meant a great deal to you.” “He recited that to me while he was seducing me. He’s a very special man. He taught me the difference between having sex and making love and will always have a very special place in my heart.” Ren was moved by Benny’s words. He still managed to hope that someday, he too would have a special place in Benny’s heart again. “What’s the difference between having sex and making love,” a confused Ren asked. “I’ll tell you someday, Ren. I promise.” “Well then thanks again for sharing the poem with me, Ben.” “Funny thing is I haven’t shared that with anyone else, not my dad or my grandad, not anyone. Wonder why I shared it with you?” “I don’t know, Ben, but I’m sure glad you did,” then he smiled at Benny and he smiled back. He announced that it was time for him to be getting home, so he packed up his guitar, hugged and kissed Ren then left. It was only on the stairs that he realized he’d kissed Ren. It hadn’t been weird or forced and he could still feel the tingle of Ren’s lips on his own. He thought, that’s weird, and kept walking. * The next week, after he’d played a few tunes on the guitar and Jim and Pete had gone back upstairs it was Ren’s turn to share with Benny. “I have something to tell you, Ben. A few weeks after you left for France, I ran into Harry at the hotel. I was delivering pizzas to a group for a bachelor party and he was coming out of a guest’s room with the food cart. I recognized him from the pic on your phone that your grandad had drawn of the two of you. I introduced myself and told him that we, well you know. He told me I was a lucky SOB and that you were istanbul travesti one of the kindest, sweetest, and most giving guys he’d ever been with. Then I told what I did before you left and he said some things in Spanish, that I can only assume were curse words.” Benny laughed at that and let Ren continue, “and then he told me I was an idiot. If I hadn’t been in shock, I would have told him I couldn’t have agreed more. Instead, I just left, totally defeated. I came home and asked Uncle Pete and Jim if Harry was right and they agreed with him. Then they proceeded to tell me just how long it took to get you back to normal after I’d messed you up. I was devastated. I took stock of my life to that point and realized I was not only an idiot but a selfish prick too.” Benny took a moment to digest what Ren had just told him, then he responded, “Is that what prompted all this?” Benny asked as he waved his hand around the room. “Partly. My mom and Nona helped me redecorate. But that’s also when I signed up for the cooking classes. I wanted to better myself. Become a better version of me… because I really didn’t like the old one. I also wanted to learn the other side of the restaurant business. I’m getting my degree in business and finance so that I can take over the restaurant someday, but I think it’ll help to know how the kitchen works too. After I graduate, I’ll start in the kitchen as a sous-chef because I grew up doing all the other things, like bussing tables and washing dishes. I want to be able to keep the business going after my folks and Uncle Pete retire. I sure don’t want to be the one responsible for Giuseppe’s going down in flames, not if I can help it.” Benny was blown away by how mature Ren sounded for someone who just a few short months ago had not once shared his plans for the future with Benny or even his major. “Well, I think it’s great. Sounds like you have a solid plan for the future and I want to wish all the success in the world.” Ren smiled broadly and said, “Thanks, Ben. That means a lot coming from you.” They hugged and kissed once more at the door then Benny went on his way, hopeful for their friendship and maybe more. * The following Sunday, Benny thought since Ren had shared about the changes he’d made in his life, it might be time to share with him about Mikhail and how the sexy Ukrainian had been an impetus of change for the way he approached relationships. Once they were alone, Benny started his story with a photo of the 3D sculpture Mikhail had done of him. “It’s beautiful. What’s it made of?” Ren asked. “Just bits of this and that. Things he found. It’s called, `Ben: My first love.’ I met Mickey, the young Ukrainian who lived in the community, and we became friends. We got to know each other slowly over the course of many weeks. We walked together in the woods in the mornings. We talked about anything and everything and sometimes we didn’t talk at all. We became very close. We made love many times and even though he knew I had to come back to America, he ended up falling in love with me. I didn’t know it was happening at the time but when he finally confessed his love for me, I did the only thing I could do, I apologized if I had led him on and reminded him that I was leaving in a few weeks. “Naturally, he was upset that I didn’t love him back as more than a friend and I felt awful that I had been responsible for breaking his heart. We parted as friends though. We cried, a lot, when we said goodbye, but the experience taught me a lot. I never want to make that mistake again. I never want to hurt another man the way…” Benny didn’t know how to finish that thought without causing Ren pain, so Ren did it for him, “The way I hurt you, you mean?” Benny nodded. “I’m truly sorry I did that. If I could take it back I would, you have to know that. I’ve changed, Ben. Please you have to believe that.” “I want to Ren. I see the outward changes you’ve made but it’s the ones in here,” Benny said as he reached out and touched the middle of Ren’s chest, “that matter most. Have you changed in here, Ren?” Ren grabbed Benny’s kadıköy travesti hand looked deep into his eyes and that’s when Benny noticed tears welling up in Ren’s own. “I have, Ben. I have. I’m just so sorry it took me so long to change,” then the tears spilled over and started running down his cheeks. Benny was so moved by what he was witnessing that he leaned in and kissed Ren’s cheeks then his lips. Ren returned the kiss chastely. Then Benny I said, “I can’t stay. Are you going to be okay if I leave? Should I call Pete?” “I understand. No, I’ll be okay. You should go.” Ren got up and walked to the door, wiping his tears away as he did. Benny followed, hugged and kissed Ren, then left and instead of going down the stairs, he went up. He knocked on Pete and Jim’s door hoping he wasn’t disturbing them. Jim opened the door and was surprised to see Benny but invited him in anyway. Then Benny proceeded to relate the story of what happened downstairs. Jim and Pete listened until Benny was finished then Pete confirmed, “He cries over you a lot, Ben.” Jim looked at Pete, surprised at the latest revelation and asked, “He does?” “Yeah, he doesn’t want anyone to know, but he does. He asked me not to say anything. He didn’t want you to know because he thought you might tell Ben and he wants to earn you back, Ben.” “Well, I have to tell you, Pete, it’s working. My feelings toward him have changed these last few weeks. Don’t tell him I said that though. Promise me you two.” He looked them in the eyes when he said it. They both chuckled and said, “We won’t,” at the same time. Then Pete added, “He really is trying to improve himself and make himself worthy of you.” The Jim jumped on the bandwagon and asked, “And didn’t that Russian guy forgive you for breaking his heart, make you that wonderful piece art and still remain friends with you?” “He’s Ukrainian and dammit, Jim, that is a low blow.” Jim shrugged and asked again, “Well, you are still friends aren’t you?” Benny had to admit he was outmanned. “Fine! But I already forgave Ren, what else can I do?” Pete had the answer, “Well, we could start the poker game back up, strictly for fun, no sex and include Ren again?” Benny thought that actually sounded like a good plan with one change. “I’d be willing to do that if we change the meal to midday with the game right after. That way I can still study in the evening. Sound good?” So Jim countered with, “Let’s ask Ren what he thinks.” He dialed Ren’s number then when Ren picked up, he handed the phone to Benny who asked Jim, “Why me?” “Because it’s your suggestion.” Benny took the phone and outlined their plan. Ren was so excited he hollered and did a happy dance, which Benny could hear, and forgot to agree. Then when he remembered, he quickly answered, “Yes, that would be acceptable.” Benny laughed and said, “Good. I’ll see you next Sunday at noon,” then handed the phone back to Jim. He and Pete did their own happy dance while Benny rolled his eyes even though he was secretly doing his own happy dance inside his head. * Next Sunday’s meal was fantastic as always and afterwards while the others cleaned up, Benny played the guitar for them. He had wanted to help too but they all insisted he serenade them instead. The poker game followed and it took them all a little while to get back into it, meaning they all quickly lost their clothing. There was plenty of laughter and it almost seemed like the good ole days. After an hour, they counted up their chips and Benny was the clear winner. He had still been playing on Friday nights with his family so he had the advantage. His prize was an extra helping of dessert which of course he took it home to his dad and uncle to split between them. Jim and Pete got dressed and left first. That just left Benny and Ren alone and naked. They sat on the couch and decided to just hold hands while they talked for a bit before Benny had to leave. Ren secretly wanted more but he knew he had to wait for Benny to catch up. And he was okay with that. Eventually Benny got up and got dressed then Ren walked him to the door. bakırköy travesti They hugged and while they were hugging, Benny’s hands may have brushed Ren’s firm, round buttocks. He wasn’t sure. They kissed and Benny was out the door before anything else could happen. The next few weeks flew by with Benny and Ren getting closer and closer until one warm Sunday afternoon, after Pete and Jim had left, Benny leaned over and kissed Ren. Ren wasn’t sure how to respond other than to let Benny lead, so he kissed him back. Benny’s hands wandered up Ren’s thigh until it reached his thick, uncut cock. He grasped it in his hand and squeezed. Ren’s breath halted. Then he reached out and took Benny’s long, cut cock in his hand and squeezed. Benny moaned into Ren’s mouth, “Mmmm.” They kissed a little longer, tongues playing a game of their own then Benny pulled back and suggested they retire to the bedroom. Ren led the way even though Benny knew it well. They got on the bed and again Ren let Benny take the lead. He asked Ren to lie down on his back then Benny proceeded to make love to him. He started at Ren’s neck, making sure to leave a hickey or two, then he progressed onto his clavicle. He had no idea Ren’s was so sensitive but as he licked and sucked it Ren’s legs were twitching. Then he moved down to Ren’s nipples. He took one in his mouth. He licked and sucked it until it was nice and perky then moved onto the other one. This time Ren’s cock twitched uncontrollably. He left Ren’s chest and moved down to his belly button, inserted his tongue, licked and kissed it too. Ren moaned his approval so Benny moved onto Ren’s inner thighs. He nipped and sucked on the sensitive flesh before moving onto Ren’s hairless balls. Ren shaved everything down there, and while Benny preferred the natural look, he also didn’t miss having hair in his mouth. He sucked on one ball and then the other. Ren was going nuts which was exactly Benny’s plan. Finally, he pulled Ren’s foreskin down revealing the dark purple head. He took it in his mouth and about half of the thick shaft and sucked on it. “Oh my fucking God, Benny, you’re fucking killing me!” Benny laughed at that because it was almost word for word what he had said to JJ when they had first made love. He pulled off Ren’s cock and corrected him, “No, Ren, I’m not killing you. I’m making love to you.” Then he resumed blowing his partner. Ren had to warn Benny that he was getting close so Benny backed off and asked if the lube and condoms were still in the bedside table. Unable to speak, Ren merely nodded and pointed. Benny got up and got what he was looking for then came back rolled a condom on his own cock then lubed up himself and Ren then he had Ren grab his legs behind the knees while he fingerfucked him, making sure to hit his prostate several times, which drove Ren crazy once again. Then he placed Ren’s ankles on his shoulders and positioned the head of his cock at Ren’s entrance and asked, “May I fuck you, Ren?” Ren answered, “Yes, please, Ben, yes!” So Benny pushed until he broke through the slight resistance then all the way in until he was pubes to balls. He stayed like that for a minutes or two. He needed Ren to want him to move. “Oh my God, please, Benny, please fuck me!” That’s all Benny needed to hear as he withdrew his cock completely then shoved it back in. He did that over and over until Ren screamed, “Oh yeah, fuck me, baby, fuck me!” Benny delivered, fucking him harder and faster each time he thrusted and withdrew until he had built up quite a rhythm. Finally, he was getting close so he told Ren to jack his cock and come with him. Ren’s hand flew over the head and shaft at lightning speed until he was yelling, “Oh my God, I’m fucking coming!” as the first creamy rope of cum shot out of his cannon. Benny wasn’t far behind. “Aw fuuccckkkk!” he shouted as he shot his load deep inside his lover’s ass. They both kept coming until they were finally dry and Benny collapsed on top of Ren pinning his thick thighs to his chest. Ren responded by wrapping his arms around Benny and saying, “Now I get it. I love you, Ben.” He didn’t expect to hear it back. He just needed to say the words. But he got the surprise of his life when he heard the words he’d wanted to hear for the past nine months. Benny lifted his head and said, “I love you too, Ren.” (to be continued in Part 8)

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