I’ve always had faith that Zander would land safely on his feet, the lad was very resourceful and had so much drive that even I envied him for it. But with that being said, it was almost impossible not to worry about him from time to time. As his grandfather, I felt it my duty to ensure that he had managed to find proper accommodations. If he insisted on finding his own place that wasn’t under my roof, the least I could do was to ensure the place he had chosen to stay was up to snuff. I knew that Zander was into some…fairly unique…types of kink, which only worried me more in terms of the people he had chosen to start hanging around. I trusted my grandson of course, but I knew nothing about the individuals who were sharing the space alongside him. Popping in for a visit seemed like the right thing to do in order to give myself peace of mind. When I finally did make my way to the mansion, Zander wasn’t even on his own bed… or at least not the bed I thought he would be on. He was on all fours resting on what looked like a dog bed. I couldn’t help but notice there was a blue mask that looked similar to the red hood that I’ve seen Zander have in his belongings when packing for his move in date.Of course when I inquired about whether the other members of the household were treating him right, I was met with nothing but positive affirmations. Not only were they accepting of most kinks and fetishes, but they didn’t seem to have any issues with gay incest either. Which meant that my desire to come together physically with my own grandson was something we did not need to shy away from. I knew that Zander was going to be sexual active with the men in the mansion, that much seemed to go without saying, but I was very pleased to discover that his staying in his new accommodations would not impact the connection that he and I shared with each other.It didn’t take long for our lips to find each other, our hands roaming one another’s bodies as we explored that physical intimacy. Our clothes were off in a flash. Bending the muscular twink over in his jockstrap, my face found its way between those smooth plump ass cheeks, my tongue burying itself up inside of Zander’s hole. The young pup proudly arched his backside up into the air to grant his grandpa full access.Soon enough he pulls down my jockstrap to wrap his lips around my growing erection. With his tongue hanging out of his mouth in excitement, he deepthroats my big cock while frantically tugging on his own boner.My eager pup pushes his ass up in the air once again, only this time he starts backing himself up onto my swollen hard-on, panting as I pound my bone into his hungry hole. My boy reaches back to pull his cheeks apart, begging for more from his granddaddy, like a good boy.