My older pal Michael and I ( Kevin ) have been raised by our grandmother since we were little. Our father was never in the picture and our mother had a sober drug problem that eventually lead to her losing custody of us. Honestly leaving her was for the Best, but moving in with grandma was only a slender improvement.

It seemed the apple didn't fall far from the tree with her and our mother. She gave nascency to our mom vernal, and our mom had us new, so she found herself a granny of two before her thirty-fifth natal day. Just like with us, our mother never had a father around, so we never had a grandfather. granny hadn't wanted to be a mother in the number one place, and now didn't really like having to take precaution of us ( which she let us live, daily ). But when we were sent to live with her she reluctantly agreed, mainly for the government assistance.

She wasn't like other grandparents, first of all she's much untried, and prettier than well-nigh, but she also isn't warm or lovingness. She smokes and drinks heavily, and undoubtedly uses drugs. She hasn't been in a relationship with a man in the 10 years we've been living with her, but we've seen many come and go. She has a little 2 sleeping room habitation where the room Michael and I share is right adjacent to hers, and it's never bothered her to accept gimcrack sex within earshot of us. This was probably less of a business concern when we were 5 and 6, but now that we're adolescent it's far more obtrusive. After puberty hit me, I spent more than one night masturbating in the iniquity, peering through cracked doors as I watched her getting fucked by some random guy.

But the worst part was that on top of her confutative parenting selection, she was also incredibly strict, to the point of scurrilous. We grew up being hit by her constantly and for the most miniscule law-breaking. Wetting the bed, spilling a cup of water, or even just canonical childhood misbehavior like talking back or crying because we didn't get something. I'm not saying we were pure kids, but the punishments didn't really fit the crime ! She'd say things like

"If you're going to inhabit with me you're going to respect me !"or

"I will not bear you turn out like your mother !"

"It's not my job to have intercourse you, just maintain you alive !"

Who knows, maybe she has good intentions, but it has never felt like it. Michael and I regularly complained to one another, and talked about running away or telling mortal, in particular, our societal worker, Nicole.

We were technically Foster tike to our grandmother. And as such we had a mixer prole who was required to check up on us. We always kept our rima oris shut about being mistreated, mainly our of fear, but also because we wanted a reward. Our nanna usually started being really nice the week leading up to the sojourn, taking us to a theme park, and out for ice-cream, that way when Nicole would ask what we've been up to, those were the first matter that came to mind. The dainty treatment usually lasted a for a few days afterwards too, because Nicole would always afford us her card again and remind us that if anything is bothering us to call her, so grannie tried to keep open the charade going while that was unfermented in our minds.

We had a visit coming up and Michael had a bruised and swollen cheek from my grandmother. She had told him to take the applesauce out and he didn't do it fast enough so she hit him with a shoe. This was just a workweek before the sojourn so he was determined to say something this time. Grandma took us to the movies and out to eat and shopping in the days leading up to the sojourn, but Michael wasn't having any of it, he made it visibly obvious that these picayune bribes were not going to swing him, he told me a dozen times a day that he was fed up and was going to spend a penny her pay for being such a gripe to us. But then on the day of the visit, he said cipher ! I couldn't believe it. I gave him looks of unbelief, trying to ask him"what was going on ?"with my eyes, but he just kept shaking his caput at me. He told Nicole that his injury was due to an fortuity in gym class, and that was the end of it. It wasn't my lieu to speak up if he didn't want to, so I said goose egg too. That Nox in our elbow room I asked what had caused his modification of heart, but he didn't really have a reason he just said that he had"decided not to annoy with it ”, and gave me the impression that he wanted me to drop it, so I did.

I woke up in the middle of the dark needing to take a piss. I sat up and saw that Michael's bed was empty, he must've been in the bathroom himself. So I laid in bed and waited. respective bit went by and he had still not returned, it shouldn't deal this long, I thought to myself, and now I really needed to pee. So I got up and ventured out. When I opened the sleeping room threshold I stopped, the bathroom was directly across from our room and it's door was open and dour. I turned to curb his bed again, wondering if my sleepyheaded eyes had just imagined it was empty, but he wasn't in it. To be honest I was about to just shrug it off and go to the privy, but then I heard a stochasticity. It sounded like a phonation coming from down the hall in the animation room. So I figured it was Michael, maybe watching TV ? Which wasn't allowed this late.. So I was rummy. When you go to inspect a inscrutable noise in the middle of the night, you always try to imagine what you're going to find, as a way of preparing for what you may need to do.. Like if it's a burglar ? extraterrestrial being ? zombi spirit ? ... But there was no way of preparing for what I was going to see.

I stopped at the end of the hall and peeked around the corner to see my grandmother on her knee joint, kneeling in front man of a man who was sitting on the couch. Her dorsum was to me but there was piffling doubt what was going on ( I'd seen it before ). Her head bobbed up and down with a calm rhythm that echoed a soft wet sound into the air. I felt my pecker hustle and stiffen and I reached for it. I rubbed myself through the fabric of my pyjama bottoms until I was fully erect then I pulled it out through the gap and began to fuck off. I watched her intently, listening to her suckling and gentle groan. Imagining the sensation of sliding my virgin meat into her oral cavity and feeling the quiver of her groans down my pecker and into my balls. I've watched this scene before, from the Lapp position, working my penis in the same way. The guy didn't topic, she rarely saw the same guy twice, but I always hated them. Hearing their heavy breathing, their murmured words of satisfaction and eventually their grunt of pleasure as they came into my grandmother's oral fissure, while I was left cumming into my deal. Almost on cue, the man began to whisper.

"Yes that's it ! ”, her head moved faster working to finish him off. My mitt worked faster as well, I felt my own orgasm edifice."Don't stop grannie, I'm going to cum !"My eyes shot up to the man's face, obscured in the dark, but as my eyes focused I could see that this was not some man she'd brought plate, it was my brother, her grandson !

The words didn't stop her as she picked up her pace, he clawed at the couch cushions and growled through his dentition as he felt his freight working it's way up. My eyes darted between them, taking it all in, but still uncertain about what I was watching. I felt a spate inside me and realized that I hadn't stopped jerking off. The surprisal of watching my blood brother getting head from my grandmother somehow hadn't deterred me from wanting to cum, in fact I was more excite than ever ! I reached out and cupped a hand in nominal head of my prick, while Michael cupped a hand on the binding of grandma's head. We came at nearly the same time.

Normally I would've lift away at this distributor point, but I was drawn to the performance in front me, I needed to see more, see some type of account for why this was happening. When she had swallowed his cargo and cleared her pharynx she stood up, looking down at her drained grandson, unable to travel just yet.

"Was that good ?"He nodded."You did a good job today."She said, still whispering,"I appreciate you not saying anything… we have to think of to expect out for our family."

"Ya.. Sure."Michael panted. He began to endure up. I quickly and quietly pussyfoot back into my elbow room, wiping myself off on a dirty shirt, and climbed into bed. A couple minutes later he snuck in too.

"Michael ?"I rubbed my eyes pretending like he woke me."What are you doing ?"

"Oh, I just had to go to the bathroom."He lied.

"Oh ok."I sat up,"Ya, I got ta go too, g'night."

I caught them a few to a greater extent prison term over the next couple days. She said she needed to talk to him while I was doing homework, so they went into her room and closed the door. I pressed my ear to it and heard the familiar spirit slurps and groan of a young man getting his knob polished by his grandma. But she wasn't limiting him to head. I also caught them having sex. At night on the floor of the living room, I watched her ride him, bare white meat bouncing freely as he lay there enjoying the view. I made myself cum again. He still never told me that any of this was happening, it made me resent him, out of jealousy mostly, but also because we were so close and told each other everything, until now. He was having sex with an literal woman ( albeit our grandmother ) while I was left desperately watching and pleasuring myself in the phantasm.

Several twenty-four hours later, I came home late from school, having attended a merging for a golf club I was in. I opened the door softly, almost out of habit now, as I always felt I was sneaking around avoiding detection in case they were in the middle of something. I walked in and the sign seemed empty, so I went down the lobby to my way. I heard a scrunch cum from my granny's room, her door was next to ours and it was partly open. Then I heard her voice.

"I said NO ! This is over, I told you that already ! You need to hear to me, or.."she was furious, yelling.

"Or what ! ?"Michael yelled back. I peeked inside. They were both standing defiantly in each other's faces."What are you going to do, order someone ? ! Tell them that you hit us all the time and that you blew me so I wouldn't tattle on you ! Or that you began fucking me too ! ? Your own grandson ! And what, now that you decided it's over I just have to admit it, and still proceed your secrets out of the kindness of my heart and soul ? ! I don't think so ! If you want to stop, o.k., but I'm going to call the cops, my social worker, the news, everybody ! !"Her face softened with awe, and her posture weakened. We were both taller than her, but her personality and power had always made her seem so big.. She finally looked small-scale, and frail.. Defeated."When I say suck, you suck ! When I say fuck, you fuck ! You can either be my whore and continue to get your politics chit, or I will gain you pay ! So what's it going to be ? !"He stared down at her.

"Fine."She couldn't look him in the eyes as she spoke,"Just don't tell anyone."

"Good. There will be no More discussion about it. Now FUCK."

Slowly she turned her back to him and undid her pants. She pulled them off, then her panties, and crawled on to her bed. She stayed there, obediently on her mitt and knees, while Michael pulled his drawers down and shoved his puppet into her. He screwed her surd and triumphantly, while she held her head low, no audio at all. I watched the all matter, watched him cum, but I never touched myself. I felt bad for her, her choices had led her here, but I still felt bad. Michael finished, pulled up his pants and walked out. When he opened the room access I was standing there, making it known that I'd witnessed the unharmed thing.

"Kevin ! ?"He gasped, and stepped back. My grandmother jumped to her human foot, stumbling as she pulled up her gasp. His grimace was shocked, and a little put off, not sure about what to say to me. But I said zero, I just stared at him. A look of contempt washed over him. No matter that it was wrong, he looked unashamed, he didn't caution what I'd seen him do, and he walked past me, down the hall and out the front door. I turned back to my nan.

"Oh thank God Kevin ! Did you see what he did to me ? ! I don't fuck what happened, I couldn't hitch him, we need to call off the copper, you have to tell them that you saw him dishonour me !"She was cowering in strawman of me, a victim. She wanted me to be her viewer, to paint Michael as the bad guy, state them what I'd seen…. But not what I'd heard.

"Should I tell them about seeing you hungrily sucking his dick after he lied to Nicole like you told him to ? Or when you rode him until you both came ?"I spoke calmly… Her eyes widened in terror. I reached down and unzipped my drawers. Her heart darted to my hands as I pulled out my tidal bore hammer."When I say suck, you suck. When I say fuck, you fuck. You can either be our woman of the street and continue to get your government tick, or we will take a shit you pay.. Now SUCK."There was vacillation, but she knelt in front of me. She looked up, hoping I might have a change of heart, Instead I grabbed the cover of her head and pulled her forward.

It was an incredible sensation, nothing like mere masturbation. She sucked dick like a woman with class of experience and it showed. I doubt she did it to reach it pleasurable, simply to draw it quick, and it worked. I came in minutes, the most powerful, gushing coming I'd ever had. I could feel each midst cargo pumping up my irradiation and out of me. It was almost unspeakable, nothing like the watery stuff I normally sprayed out. My entire consistency shook, I had to grip my grandma's head for reenforcement which inadvertently thrust my cock to the back of her throat, causing her the gag and resist, but I didn't firing her, I couldn't. It lasted longer than any orgasm I'd given myself, and I wasn't complaining. In fact the act of cumming lasted farsighted than it took for her to make me cum ! I finally gained some composure and let her go, she pulled away looking angry and disgusted, but she didn't say anything. I tucked my putz away and zipped myself back up. I walked towards the door and stopped and turned back to her, still kneeling on the flooring.

"That was great nanna ! Thanks !"I smiled,"I'm going to go do my prep and then I'll be back ! ”