The old people’s home part 1 Sex Stories 2024 – Y2Stories.Com

Its Sunday, which means Sam has to go to the local nursing home with his mum and their dog to cheer up the old folk.

It’s a warm spring day, so being a typical 13 year old puts on blue briefs, some football shorts and football top. I head downstairs and mum has got Tara the dog ready.

“Come on sleepy head, you know the old dears love seeing tara” Sam’s mum says.

“It’s sunday, sorry” I reply, following mum out the door. It’s a 20 minute walk to the local nursing home, sunny shades. As we enter in, we are greeted by the duty manager Sandra. I like sandra, older than mum, but big tits and nice ass, always in tight jeans and top. Mum and Sandra greet each other, having a gossip. Sandra comments on how I’ll shoot up one day (I’m quite short for 13 and I’m only 4ft5 tall). This is the same every Sunday. We are directed into the main area initially and the smell of piss hits me. I’ve got use to it and it does something strange to me. As we enter its the usual old ladies sat around. We go in and start talking to them. We’ve barely moved along and it’s already taken an hour. As I sit there, I see a new arrival over the other side in the empty sun room. He is a guy, which they don’t get many off and I noticed two mature men with him. Being bored and craving male conversation for a bit I head over to say hello. As I walk in, all 3 men turn to face me.

“H…I…I’m Sam” I say, slightly intimidated. I stop as they are stare intently. Then they smile. The guy closest to me, and the youngest (and probably early 60s) stands up.

“Hi Sam, I’m George, this is my brother David and our dad John. Aren’t you a bit young to be in here?” George says shaking my hand and smiling. I giggle and shake all 3 of there hands.

“No, no” I say laughing ” my mum, and I come every Sunday with our dog to visit to cheer people up” I reply.

“Well seeing a young boy like you ever Sunday will perk me up” John says, staring at me, making me feel a little uncomfortable. I don’t think any more as David stands up, so much tall than George and me easily 6ft plus, but looking at his grey beard I’d guess late 60s.

“Sam can you show me where I can get us some tea?” David says moving to me.

“Sure, over there” I go to point, but I feel David’s big hand on my lower back.

“Would you mind showing me” David says, as his hand slips down my back and over my ass.

“Sure” I shrug and lead him to the kitchen. I enter the kitchen.

“Morning Pedro. Any chance of some tea?” I say to the kitchen porter. Pedro is the Portuguese gent who works in the kitchen. Big burly man, as wide as tall, big black beard and always smells like grease.

“Ahh my little Sammy, I miss you” Pedro shouts. Rushing around grabbing my cheeks, kissing me on the lips and then hugs me. I stand still, as this is just his Mediterranean way he has explained to me. I see David quite shocked.

“This is David, his father John has moved in and he like tea for them and his brother” I introduce David. Pedro nods, smiles and produces 3 cups, some milk and a pot of tea.

“Another cup please, as I’m sure Sam would like to join us” David says, turning, smiles and winks at me. I go red, but no idea why.

We head back to the sun room, but I see mum has barely moved and Tara is getting lots of attention. George has got a coffee table out and a chair for me. We sit down and David pours us all a tea. We chat, I found out that John is 86 and is a widower. David is 66 and George is 63. Both married and grown up kids. David and George are now retired. They own properties they rent out to keep money coming in. John, David and George had several car dealerships that they sold and made several million each. They are shocked to learn I’m 13, as I’m so small. They talk about what I do and I tell them not alot as mum works at the hospital 6 days a week and my dad left when I was a baby. We talk about my school etc. The time flies and mum comes over introducing herself. She chats for a bit, but explains its time to leave. John insists on a hug. As I hug him he slips a £5 in my hand.

“There is more if you spend some more time with in the future” he whispers in my ear. I whisper thank you and say sure.

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Monday after I’m school and I’m waiting at the bus stop. This Mercedes pulls up and the tinted window goes down. It’s George and David.

“Hiya Sammy, fancy seeing you here. Want a lift home?” George says leaning out the passenger window. I look at the big fancy car.

“Sure” I say, smiling and I open the rear door and climb in. David pulls off.

“Sammy, we’ve got to check on our property before we drop you off. That OK?” George says turning to look at me.

“Sure, mum ain’t home to half 6” I reply and it was only 330pm. We drive and chat. I’m in school uniform still, blazer, tie, shirt and tight black trousers.

We pull up to a a semi detached house. I get invited in with the men. We walk in and all I can smell is piss again.

“Fucking hell George. This place is a shit hole” David says, looking around. The walls are damaged, doors hanging off and rubbish everywhere.

“Fucking scum” George replies. “Let’s check upstairs” he carries on. George goes first and I go next, as I walk up the stairs I hear David whistle.

“Sammy your trousers are tight. I can see what you had for lunch ” he says and then pinches my butt cheek. I blush.

“I’ve grown and money’s tight. Soon I’ve been told” I reply.

“Leave the kid alone” George says, taking my hand and leading me into the main bedroom. In there is a bed and mattress but there are sex toys all over the place. Dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, fleshlight, double headed dildos, cock rings and love eggs.

George let’s out a whistle. Picking up a dildo, about 8 inches wide and thick. David stands next to me. I’m gobsmacked and staring.

“You never seen anything like this, Sammy?” George asks. I shake my head.

“It’s all good, son. Feel the weight of it” George hands me the dildo. I take it and it’s heavier than I expected.

“That’s what my cock would look like in Sammys hand” David says laughing and George laughs. I stare at it, mesmerised.

“Go on Sammy, stroke it” David says laughing. I look at him.

“What?” I say.

“I’ll give you £10 to stroke it” David says.

“Go on Sammy, do it for a £10” George encourages. I hold the massive toy in my head and slowly start to caress it. My fingers barely touch the other side. I run my hand up and down the veiny dildo a few times. I then turn to David.

“£10 please?” I smile. Easy money. David gets out his wallet and passes me the money, which I slip in my pocket, as George goes around picking up all the toys and putting them in a bin bag, including the dildo in my hand.

“Come on, let’s go for a drink” George says. The 3 of us head back to the car and drive off. We pull into a pub and George takes me to the beer garden, while David gets some drinks. They both have a pint and I have a lemonade.

“We’re glad we bumped into you. We wanted to talk to you about our dad. On sunday you really brightened up his day. We wondered if you’d spend some more time with him this coming Sunday?” David asked.

“Sure, I’ve got to go there anyway, so why not” I reply.

“There is something else” George added ” we’d like to give you a £100, to do whatever dad wants. He is a funny old man and he doesn’t have long left we believe, so we just want to make him happy. It would be £50 now and £50 next Monday?” George says, looking at me deeply.

“Do you mean like a game or something?” I ask.

“Yeah, a game” David replies, giving me a big grin.

“Fuck yeah” I say.

“Good lad” George says and hands me £50. I pocket the cash and we drink, and talk. They drive me home and as I’m getting out the car, George lowers the passenger window.

“Remember Sammy, anything he wants to do” George reminds me.

“Got it George ” I say. I walk in and let myself in.

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Sunday morning comes and as usual I’m slow getting up and ready. I get downstairs in some joggers and a tshirt. We arrive at the home and there is Sandra. As her and mum talk, I look around the room and there is no John. I ask Sandra and she tells me he is in his room, if I’d like to go up and see him. She gives me the number. I’m not surprised to hear John is on the top floor. They are the expensive rooms, that come with double beds, a small living area and bedroom with ensuite. I go up and knock on the door.

“Who is it?” John shouts.

“Sam, sir” I replied.

“Come in” John says. I walk in and there is no one in the living area.

“Lock the door, I’m still in bed” John says. I think it a bit odd, but lock his door and walk through to his bedroom. I stop in the doorway, totally shocked. John is laying on the bed, naked, rubbing a large and very hard cock (I didn’t know then that John took a viagra just after his breakfast).

“John, what you doing?” I gasp, turning my back and covering my eyes.

“Boy, my sons have paid you to keep me company and do whatever I want. This is what I want” John tells me. “Now come in and shut the bedroom door” he instructs me. I do as I’m told, as its true and I’d already put the money in mums savings tin without her knowing.

“Undress and lay on the bed next to me” John instructs me. I look at his naked body, liver spots on his stomach and chest, but he is still built. John was a strong man in his day. His cock is at least double mine, but thin and I see the varicose veins up his legs. I removed my t-shirt, then my trainers and socks. I lowered my joggers and my little cock deceived me, going hard in my briefs. John smiled.

“Take them off then” John tells me. I do as I’m told, lowering my white briefs and stepping out of everything. I stand there, my smooth body pale body on show. I push my ginger hair behind my ears, as it is almost at my shoulders. My dick is hard, but small, barely 3 inches. My little balls tight underneath.

“Come over here to my side of the bed, I want to examine you” John tells me. I walk around, and stand next to John.

“Hold my cock while I inspect you” John tells me, as he swings around and he faces me. I grip his cock with my hands. I’d never felt a cock before, but it wasn’t like the dildo the other day, it was hard, but still soft. John let out a little moan as I took hold of his rigid cock. The foreskin was pulled right back and his head looked purple. John started to touch me. His hands were cold and I flinched a little, but his firm grip brought me back to him. He ran his hands over my shoulders and down my chest. He rubbed my little nipples, that surprised me how good it felt. He then ran his hands down my side and then around to my bubble butt (hereditary it seems, my mum has the same). John squeezes it and I tense up, my grip on his cock tighter by accident.

“Hmm good, now wank it slowly ” John whispers in my ear, still gripping my ass. I slowly wank his cock and John let’s go. Leaning back admiring my work. He leans forward, whispers in my ear.

“Come lay next to me and kiss me like I’m your girlfriend” he whispers in my ear and then licks my ear. I walk around the bed, John swings around and carries on wanking himself now. I climb on the bed and kneel next to John. I put my arms around his neck and lean into kiss him. Our lips touch. John tastes like smoke or something. I feel his tongue at my lips and I open my mouth. His tongue darts in exploring my mouth and tongue. I’ve never kissed anyone like this before but it’s nice, sort of. I feel John sucking my tongue and I moan a little. He stops and I kiss him a little bit more. I then lay down next to him. I’m horny after that kiss, so I stuck rubbing my little cock. John smiles and nudges me. I take the hint and take over rubbing his cock again. His is longer, so I sit next to him and use two hands. John leans back, hands behind his head watching me.

“I knew you were a good boy when I met you. This isn’t too bad” John says. I nod.

“Do you wank yourself?” John asks.

“Yes I do, I’m always playing with it. But most boys at school have hair and bigger balls now. I don’t even get proper cum yet” I reply, blushing a little but feeling no reason not to share seeing as I’m naked wanking him off.

“Appreciate youth my son. I’m 86 and although I can still shoot a good load, I need a pill to get hard and it takes longer to get there. You could be here all morning unless you want to help speed it up” John says, stroking my face.

“It’s ok. This feels normal for some reason” I say, speeding up on John’s cock. Feeling every vein. John smiles and lays back, spreading his arms out. One hand goes to my ass, cupping it, then running his finger over my tight sphincter. I don’t move. I let him caress it. I’m getting use to him touching me.

“I think you are a little faggot deep inside and you crave older mens attention” John says. I look at him, as he stares at me licking his lips.

“I don’t know John, some older women turn me on. I’ve wanked myself to Sandra in my head” I reply. Stopping wanking him for a bit. John takes over.

“Sandra, wow. What about Pedro? My son told me how he treats you” John says smirking. I lay back on the pillow next to John and start stroking my cock.

“Once or twice over Pedro” I smirk. Tugging my little cock it feels nice not being on my own.

“Hey I’m not paying you to lay back and wank. Entertain me” John says smiling. I roll on my side facing John and slowly start to wank his cock again. I lean in and kiss him again as I do. This feels so natural to me now. As we kiss I wank Johns long hard cock. He breaks off our kiss, leans into my neck.

“My cock needs wetting, lean over it and spit” he whispers to me. My mouth is dry, so I take a swig of his water. I kneel over his cock, looking down on it I spit on it. My hands catch it and start rubbing it over Johns head and his shaft. I speed up and John starts moaning. I feel John tense up and lean back.

“That’s it sweetie, do it for daddy” John thrusts his hips and suddenly cum spurts out of his cock. Most covers my arms and hands, some on my chest, stomach and cock. I let go and John pulls me back down. We kiss and I grab my little cock. I wank so hard and fast until I cum, but only little clear specs, nothing like John’s. I lay back next to John.

“Get a cloth from the bathroom and clean up, my boy” John tells me, as he stretches. I do as I’m told. I get a cloth and wipe myself down first. I then go in and wipe John down. I get the bits on the sheets.

“Now be a good boy, give me a kiss before you get dressed and go.” John says smiling. I lean over to John and give him a long hard deep snog. I finish up and get dressed. John lays back, his cock still hard. I join mum and after about 30 minute we head home.

This is a fictional story.