A LITTLE FAMILY BONDING PART 1
CAST
FRANK KELLER: Age 68
STUART KELLER: Age 42
SHANE KELLER: Age 18
ROBERT ACKERMAN: Age 62
Shane could feel the tension between his father and grandfather on ride to the airport, "remind me again why are allowing that uptight old fool back into Shane's life," said the older male with a huff from the back seat.
"He is my son's grandfather after all" said Stuart.
"So am I" replied the older apatosaurus with venom in his voice.
Nobody said a thing for the remainder of the drive, and when they pulled up at the pick up area, Frank was already waiting for them as his son came to a stop and the elder male got the spacious van with a tired grunt.
"I've been waiting here for a good hour, what was so important that you dared to be late,?" snarled Frank.
"Nice to see you too DAD" said Stuart.
The ride back to the house was more or less quiet, so Shane thought that he would get things started, "How's Florida grandpa?" asked the younger male happily as he turned to face him in the back seat.
"Hot" he said firmly.
Can't you be a little less monosyllabic" chuckled Shane.
"Good one" laughed both Stuart and Robert.
Frank glared at all three of them with a look that could melt steel, so Shane turned away with a slightly scared look on his face, "lets gt some grub at the next fast food place" said Shane as his stomach began growling.
"Absolutely not, I will not allow that crap to eaten in this car." shouted Frank loudly.
"C'mon grandpa I'm hungry" whined Shane sadly.
"my mind is made up and that's the end of it" snarled Frank angrily.
"I'm not going to starve just because you are a tyrant" yelled Shane.
Frank was beyond furious as he quickly unbuckled and whipped off his belt before it folding over. "Pull this car over right now son," yelled the elder apatosaurus with a look of fire in his eyes.
Stuart pulled over by the side of the road and turned to face his father and felt a cold chill run down his back, as he saw the belt that was held in his hand, "please don't do this dad" Stewart begged his strict father.
When Frank saw three fearful faces looking at him, he knew that he had let his temper get the best of him, so he removed his seat belt and exited the van before being followed by his son.
Shane watched as his father and grandfather argued for a bit, and gasped when he pulled down his pants and bent over with his hands on his knees, before his grandpa lashed his dad's butt with the belt.
For the next forty minutes, the sound of his grandpa's belt lashing across his father's ass, followed by the elder male yelling at him for allowing such rudeness to come from his own grandchild while Shane was embraced by his maternal grandfather and sobbed into his chest.
Shane looked over at his father as he was crying in his father's arms, as Frank patted his bottom lovingly while tears dripped down his face as well, and before long they were returning to the van as Frank put his belt back on.
"I'll be driving the rest of the way" said Frank as he got in the drivers seat while his son got in the passengers side, grunting in discomfort as his sore backside made contact with the seat and shot his father a pained look.
"Jesus dad! that really hurt" exclaimed Stuart with a whimper.
"Just know that it hurt me more than it did you" said Frank before starting up the engine and driving off.
"You didn't just say that" said the three of them with a groan.
Hours later, Frank pulled up to the house and came to a stop, before everyone removed their seat belts and exited the vehicle, as Shane went and unlocked the front door before heading inside followed by his dad and grandfathers.
When his dad and grandpa Frank went into the kitchen to make dinner, Shane went over to his maternal grandfather and hugged him before they shared a passionate kiss, before pulling away.
"This is for you grandpa" said Shane as he gave him a card, before heading upstairs to his room, as Robert read the car the older apatosaurus was overcome with mixed emotions and promptly headed upstairs to his grandson's room.
Robert knocked on the door before entering and found Shane sitting on his bed, and went over to sit next to him, taking note of all magazines that were spread out on the floor and on his bed and with a sigh he looked at his grandson warmly.
"I read the note you gave me and my answer is yes" informed Robert.
"Y-you aren't sickened or angry by this?" asked Shane nervously.
"I went through the exact same thing with your uncle Roger when he was younger, so it's not that surprising that you'd enjoy getting spanked, I mean haven't you wondered why we would always disappear for a little while during family visits?" asked Robert with a laugh.
Shane's mind was reeling from the fact that enjoyment of being spanked ran in his family, "you might not believe this, but your father is doing the same thing with Frank, so don't let what happened to him before give you the wrong idea."
Little did they know that while they were talking, Frank and Stuart had come upstairs and were kissing as they fondled each other's cocks through the fabric of their trousers, before entering Shane's room.
"Dad, grandpa Frank, what are you doing here?" asked Shane as they joined them on the massive bed.
"For a little male bonding" said Stuart as he began taking of his clothes, while the other three got undressed soon after.
Shane was lying flat on his back as his father and grandpa Robert lapped at his throbbing cock, while Frank bent down to remove the belt from his grey trousers and folded it over before giving it a loud snap.
The first lash of the belt across his dad's big muscular rump caused him to moan as he licked his son's dick, and Shane just moaned as his father's massive tongue danced all over the the entire left side as his grandpa Robert worked the right.
Shane was in heaven as the licking went on, he was actually able to hear the wet slapping sounds as they licked and began squirming, knowing that he was not going to last under the combined lashing of their skilled tongues.
Shane felt some relief as his dad pulled away, as he began to gently lap at the shaft, grunting in both pleasure and pain as his father's belt lashed his bottom over and over again for about two minutes.
Stuart gave his son one last lick before his father dropped the belt and traded places with him, Shane's closed eyes shot open when the feeling of a heavy tongue swept over his balls and across his shaft, the much younger male was squirming even more as both his grandfathers bathed his entire cock with their massive tongues and knew that he wouldn't last much longer under such loving torment.
Shane begged and pleaded with the elders to let him cum, but instead was silenced by Frank's mouth engulfing his cock and bobbing up and down, while Robert leaned over and lapped at the other apatosaurus's chubby butt.
Frank felt his grandson go rigid as he came powerfully, hot dino cream burst from his cock and just about flooded his mouth and almost gagged, but quickly recovered and swallowed what felt like a gallon of ejaculate down his throat .
Frank slid his mouth off his grandson's now softening cock and gently kissed him on the head, as he looked at his grinning relatives with a tired look on his face, and tried to get up but was gently pushed back down by Frank.
Shane was so worn out from being blown by his grandpa Frank, that he barely noticed when the elder male sat down on the edge of the bed and took his son over his knees and began spanking him, while Robert moved next to Shane and wrapped an arm around him and pulled his grandson's body to his own and licked him lovingly and smiled warmly at the little mewling sounds that he made.
The next morning when Shane woke up, he saw that his dad and grandpa Frank were gone, but felt relieved has he was embraced by his grandpa Robert and they both shared a deep kiss as their cocks brushed against each other .
Robert watched as his grandson yelped and giggled when he smacked his butt on the way to bathroom to shower, before coming downstairs twenty minutes later for breakfast, Shane took a bite of his waffle and looked at his grandpa like he wanted to ask him something.
Robert finished eating the piece of waffle that he had been eating, before smiling at his horny grandson, "there will be plenty of time for me to spank you today kiddo" he said as if reading his mind.
"You promise grandpa?" asked the younger male.
"Yes I promise" he replied back with a laugh.
Truth was, even when the young apatosaurus got spanked by both of his grandfathers as a kid, there was this intense felling of pleasure that he got from it, but some how it was always more intense when he got spanked by his maternal grandpa than getting it from his father's old man.
Shane knew that there was a big difference in how his grandfathers spanked. When his paternal grandpa gave a spanking, it was usually firm and to the point and was followed by a brief hug afterwards. But when his maternal grandpa spanked him, it always was firm but loving, and unlike his other grandfather, Robert only used his hand while Frank used everything from his hand to the dreaded razor strap.
Either way getting a spanking from his grandfathers was always like going to the dentist, waiting for it was torture, and going through it hurt like heck, but getting a big hug and a big piece of apple pie made it all worth it.
And as as he remembered past spankings, he crept over to the fridge while Robert read the paper to see if there was any apple pie, when heard his grandpa clear his throat, and he quickly shut the door.
"Smart move kiddo" chuckled Robert as he kept reading.
Shane sat down at the table with a pout, much to his grandpa's amusement, as he glared at his grandfather's smirking face and wanted nothing more than to wipe the smug look right off his face.
"you know I'm fast" said Shane as he flashed a grin.
"So is my belt" replied the older apatosaurus smugly.
One way or another that pie was going to be his, even if he had face his grandpa's belt afterwards, because if there was one thing that Shane loved more than getting spanked, it was eating apple pie.
And that pie was worth a whipping from his grandpa.
Wasn't it?