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Since he was a kid, he remembered having been watched a few times by him, but the old man was stern as they came and criticized anything the poor kitten did. Not the only factor in his upbringing, Seth knew his parents blamed his Grandfather partially for how reclusive and shut off he became. So why now, was he made to spend a weekend here? Alone, with the one person his parents couldn’t stand. \n\n\tA flower bed full of petunias circled the fountain. Their perfectly tended petals fanned out, brilliantly healthy with bright whites and streaks of purple. He knew why. Seth’s ears were far better than his parents ever gave him credit for. His Grandfather was the CEO of a luxury clothing brand. They’d been providing his parents support for years, and recently, threatened to end that support if not allowed to visit his grandson. Able to support themselves, but unwilling to give up the comfort the old man’s support brought, they reluctantly agreed. \n\n\tThat was how Seth ended up at the towering, dark wooden door. An intercom buzzed to life, making Seth jump as a gravely, familiar voice crackled through. \n\n“You’re late. Hurry inside.” \n\nThe door before Seth swung open, and the foyer of his Grandfather’s mansion greeted him. Seth breathed a sigh of relief to see an empty room and stepped into the chilly mansion. Plush red carpet and a wide, grand staircase that split into two wings. The walls were lined with family portraits, Seth only recognized his Grandfather and Mother in them. \n\n\tDown the staircase, a tall, but very thin old cat stepped down each step, cane in hand. His black fur was grayed all over, but the piercing green eyes that stared the kitten down were as intense as ever. His body was old and withered, but his spirit obviously wasn’t. \n\n“I see your mother still dresses you in rags. Why that woman won’t accept clothes from me I’ll never understand…” He sighed, looking Seth’s outfit of a plain blue and white striped t-shirt and khaki shorts over. \n\nSeth said nothing, just averted his eyes to the ground. \n\n“Eyes up.” \n\nSeth deliberately took his time raising his head to meet the old man’s scrutinizing gaze again. \n\n“It’s supper time. I’ll show you to your room, then it’s back down here in ten minutes, got that?” He said. \n\nSeth nodded. \n\n\tMaxwell opened his mouth to add yet another comment but closed it as he led Seth up the stairs of the left wing. The amount of doors in the wide, spacious hallway made Seth feel like any moment they’d swing open like some cartoon chase scene. Luckily, his room was near the beginning of the hallway. Maxwell opened the door, wearing a proud, smug grin on his face. However, Seth wasn’t exactly thrilled with what he saw. The bed was huge and dressed in beautiful white sheets. The pillow cases had gold trim on the edge that were no doubt partially real gold. A huge vanity near the window with a massive mirror and more brushes than Seth knew what to do with and a sturdy desk near his bed with pens and paper. That was all good… but there was no T.V. \n\n“Are you not satisfied with your room?” Maxwell asked. \n\nSeth shook his head. “I-It’s great! Just…” \n\n“Oh, yes your parents mentioned your… ‘interests’ as of late. You won’t be wasting your time here on silly cartoons. I’ve much to teach you.” Maxwell said flatly. \n\n“Yes, sir.” Seth said dejectedly. \n\n\tDinner was surprisingly painless. Maxwell’s chefs prepared salmon and steamed vegetables. Luckily, Seth wasn’t a picky eater, and he retired to Maxwell’s study with a full stomach. Why the old man wanted him to join him, he didn’t understand. The room was full of filled sketchbooks, records of past designs, and a work in progress. A dress, it looked like. A billowing, elegant dress that looked far too old fashioned to be from his Grandfather’s modern clothing company. \n\nMaxwell smiled when he saw Seth staring at it, his pencil moving with slow deliberate strokes over his sketch page.\n\n“Beautiful, isn’t it?” He asked. \n\n“Very. It’s so… old fashioned though.” Seth commented. \n\n“Yes, it isn’t going to be a product. In my downtime, I like to design these old fashioned garbs.” The older cat turned the sketchbook he held towards Seth, showing off what the dress will eventually look like. Something straight out of a fairy tale, with lace to spare. Black and gold, an interesting choice, Seth thought. \n\n“I like those too. Mom has a lot of dresses like this from when she was my age.” \n\n“Ah, you’ve certainly got her eyes for these things.” Maxwell said softly. \n\n“I keep telling them they should let you move here for a summer. I’m not getting younger and your mother won’t learn how to design clothes from me.” \n\n\tSeth looked at the old man for the first time as not a tyrant of high expectations, but for the tired old man he was. His standards were too high, for sure. But he was just passionate about things. Maybe he went about them in the wrong way, but… it seemed by playing to his interests, things would be at least bearable this weekend. \n\n“Would… you want me to try it on?” Seth asked. \n\nMaxwell cocked his eyebrows at the kitten. “Pardon?” \n\n“W-Well, my mom was nearly my size when she was my age. Wouldn’t it help to see the dress on someone who fits in it?” Seth reasoned. \n\n\tThe kitten was oblivious to what lurked behind those stern green eyes. Looking at the kitten’s amethyst eyes and thin, feminine frame. He had much more than his mother’s eyes alright… and it dredged up memories that Maxwell had buried long, long ago. Spilling out like a pot that boiled over. Seeing the object of his desires in that dress, he’d… he’d… \n\n“Please, if you don’t mind.” Maxwell heard himself say. \n\nSeth lifted the flowy dress from its stand and slid it onto his slender shoulders. The dark black dress flowed all the way to the floor. It was a perfect fit. Seth twirled his body around, watching the fabric spin with him, before suddenly feeling paws on his shoulders. \n\n\tMaxwell had gotten up from his seat, his eyes held a much different expression than the cold, indifferent stare he was used to seeing. Seth felt those paws move under his dress and grope around for the zipper to his shorts. He was frozen to the spot, he had no idea what he was to do. \n\n“You… look so much like your mother. You have her eyes, her body, so slim and lithe…” He breathed heavily into the kitten’s ears. \n\nSeth felt his shorts fall, then squeaked once his grandfather’s fingers yanked his underwear down and fondled his tiny sack. \n\n“And these… so cute. You barely have anything down here.” Maxwell’s fingers stroked over the cub’s two incher, which against his will grew rigid and hot in his grip. \n\nIf doing this made him happy, he’d be less strict. So, Seth made no attempts to break away. Maxwell pulled away, dropping his slacks as the sound of a belt coming undone reverberated in the air. \n\n\tMaxwell led Seth back to his chair, where with legs spread, he presented his long, uncut cock to the kitten. The foreskin hung loose from his head, drooping down just like his saggy, heavy balls that swung like a pendulum. \n\n“Lick it, stick your tongue in here.” Maxwell said breathlessly, tugging on his foreskin for emphasis. \n\nThe scent wafting into Seth’s nose was heavy and hot. Sweat, and Maxwell’s scent more intense than he’d ever smelled it. He shyly stuck his tongue out and pushed it into the foreskin. Salty and hot, his tongue delved in until he flicked it against his grandfather’s cockhead. \n\nThe old man groaned in bliss, begging for him to continue. Seth swirled his tongue about his grandpa’s cockhead, his tongue grew slick with the pre-cum that began to drool freely from the pent up old man’s member. \n\n“I can’t take it anymore, I’m s-sorry Seth…!” \n\n\tMaxwell grabbed the boy’s head and forced it downwards, gagging the poor kitten. Seth’s throat felt itself being invaded for the first time. He breathed through his nose as hard as he could, powerless to do anything but inhale his grandpa’s sweaty musk and swallow feebly around his cock as it filled his throat with hot, rigid dick. He felt every last throb, every pulse of his erection. Seth watched his hips pull back, and immediately settle into a relentless rhythm. \n\n\tThe old man’s balls swung and slapped him on the chin every time his hips pumped into the kitten’s tight throat. His grandson’s throat. Looking down at the kitten fighting back tears as he struggled to take his cock down his throat. He never felt more aroused. He pulled Seth’s head off his dick, fervently stroking it in front of his face. \n\n\tSeth watched the slick cockhead appear and disappear beneath all the foreskin, then, watched as the first rope of pearly cum soared over his head. Maxwell doused the kitten in his seed, streaks of white trailing down the kitten’s black fur and the black dress he wore. He’d have a hell of a time cleaning that later, but for now, he was spent and satisfied. \n\n“If… you keep this a secret. I’ll spoil you like I spoil your Mother.” Maxwell said while wiping himself clean. “If you come to my room later tonight, I’ll even get you a T.V. for the weekend.” \n\t\n\tSeth pondered his offer for a moment. It wasn’t very hard to let his grandpa do things to him. Plus he had a new episode of his T.V. shows on that night… \n\n“Fine, I’ll… it’ll be our secret.” \n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"\tSeth stared at the open gate. The security guard was gesturing for him to go through already, but he was rooted to the spot. With his mother’s car a spec on the horizon now, the only thing he could look towards was the estate before him. A fountain in the middle of the courtyard filled the air with the pleasant sound of bubbling water. Filling the otherwise silent, dead air as the kitten reluctantly stepped past the gate whose wrought iron doors slammed shut behind him.
\tHe hadn’t had contact with his Grandfather, Maxwell, in a long time. Since he was a kid, he remembered having been watched a few times by him, but the old man was stern as they came and criticized anything the poor kitten did. Not the only factor in his upbringing, Seth knew his parents blamed his Grandfather partially for how reclusive and shut off he became. So why now, was he made to spend a weekend here? Alone, with the one person his parents couldn’t stand.
\tA flower bed full of petunias circled the fountain. Their perfectly tended petals fanned out, brilliantly healthy with bright whites and streaks of purple. He knew why. Seth’s ears were far better than his parents ever gave him credit for. His Grandfather was the CEO of a luxury clothing brand. They’d been providing his parents support for years, and recently, threatened to end that support if not allowed to visit his grandson. Able to support themselves, but unwilling to give up the comfort the old man’s support brought, they reluctantly agreed.
\tThat was how Seth ended up at the towering, dark wooden door. An intercom buzzed to life, making Seth jump as a gravely, familiar voice crackled through.
“You’re late. Hurry inside.”
The door before Seth swung open, and the foyer of his Grandfather’s mansion greeted him. Seth breathed a sigh of relief to see an empty room and stepped into the chilly mansion. Plush red carpet and a wide, grand staircase that split into two wings. The walls were lined with family portraits, Seth only recognized his Grandfather and Mother in them.
\tDown the staircase, a tall, but very thin old cat stepped down each step, cane in hand. His black fur was grayed all over, but the piercing green eyes that stared the kitten down were as intense as ever. His body was old and withered, but his spirit obviously wasn’t.
“I see your mother still dresses you in rags. Why that woman won’t accept clothes from me I’ll never understand…” He sighed, looking Seth’s outfit of a plain blue and white striped t-shirt and khaki shorts over.
Seth said nothing, just averted his eyes to the ground.
“Eyes up.”
Seth deliberately took his time raising his head to meet the old man’s scrutinizing gaze again.
“It’s supper time. I’ll show you to your room, then it’s back down here in ten minutes, got that?” He said.
Seth nodded.
\tMaxwell opened his mouth to add yet another comment but closed it as he led Seth up the stairs of the left wing. The amount of doors in the wide, spacious hallway made Seth feel like any moment they’d swing open like some cartoon chase scene. Luckily, his room was near the beginning of the hallway. Maxwell opened the door, wearing a proud, smug grin on his face. However, Seth wasn’t exactly thrilled with what he saw. The bed was huge and dressed in beautiful white sheets. The pillow cases had gold trim on the edge that were no doubt partially real gold. A huge vanity near the window with a massive mirror and more brushes than Seth knew what to do with and a sturdy desk near his bed with pens and paper. That was all good… but there was no T.V.
“Are you not satisfied with your room?” Maxwell asked.
Seth shook his head. “I-It’s great! Just…”
“Oh, yes your parents mentioned your… ‘interests’ as of late. You won’t be wasting your time here on silly cartoons. I’ve much to teach you.” Maxwell said flatly.
“Yes, sir.” Seth said dejectedly.
\tDinner was surprisingly painless. Maxwell’s chefs prepared salmon and steamed vegetables. Luckily, Seth wasn’t a picky eater, and he retired to Maxwell’s study with a full stomach. Why the old man wanted him to join him, he didn’t understand. The room was full of filled sketchbooks, records of past designs, and a work in progress. A dress, it looked like. A billowing, elegant dress that looked far too old fashioned to be from his Grandfather’s modern clothing company.
Maxwell smiled when he saw Seth staring at it, his pencil moving with slow deliberate strokes over his sketch page.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” He asked.
“Very. It’s so… old fashioned though.” Seth commented.
“Yes, it isn’t going to be a product. In my downtime, I like to design these old fashioned garbs.” The older cat turned the sketchbook he held towards Seth, showing off what the dress will eventually look like. Something straight out of a fairy tale, with lace to spare. Black and gold, an interesting choice, Seth thought.
“I like those too. Mom has a lot of dresses like this from when she was my age.”
“Ah, you’ve certainly got her eyes for these things.” Maxwell said softly.
“I keep telling them they should let you move here for a summer. I’m not getting younger and your mother won’t learn how to design clothes from me.”
\tSeth looked at the old man for the first time as not a tyrant of high expectations, but for the tired old man he was. His standards were too high, for sure. But he was just passionate about things. Maybe he went about them in the wrong way, but… it seemed by playing to his interests, things would be at least bearable this weekend.
“Would… you want me to try it on?” Seth asked.
Maxwell cocked his eyebrows at the kitten. “Pardon?”
“W-Well, my mom was nearly my size when she was my age. Wouldn’t it help to see the dress on someone who fits in it?” Seth reasoned.
\tThe kitten was oblivious to what lurked behind those stern green eyes. Looking at the kitten’s amethyst eyes and thin, feminine frame. He had much more than his mother’s eyes alright… and it dredged up memories that Maxwell had buried long, long ago. Spilling out like a pot that boiled over. Seeing the object of his desires in that dress, he’d… he’d…
“Please, if you don’t mind.” Maxwell heard himself say.
Seth lifted the flowy dress from its stand and slid it onto his slender shoulders. The dark black dress flowed all the way to the floor. It was a perfect fit. Seth twirled his body around, watching the fabric spin with him, before suddenly feeling paws on his shoulders.
\tMaxwell had gotten up from his seat, his eyes held a much different expression than the cold, indifferent stare he was used to seeing. Seth felt those paws move under his dress and grope around for the zipper to his shorts. He was frozen to the spot, he had no idea what he was to do.
“You… look so much like your mother. You have her eyes, her body, so slim and lithe…” He breathed heavily into the kitten’s ears.
Seth felt his shorts fall, then squeaked once his grandfather’s fingers yanked his underwear down and fondled his tiny sack.
“And these… so cute. You barely have anything down here.” Maxwell’s fingers stroked over the cub’s two incher, which against his will grew rigid and hot in his grip.
If doing this made him happy, he’d be less strict. So, Seth made no attempts to break away. Maxwell pulled away, dropping his slacks as the sound of a belt coming undone reverberated in the air.
\tMaxwell led Seth back to his chair, where with legs spread, he presented his long, uncut cock to the kitten. The foreskin hung loose from his head, drooping down just like his saggy, heavy balls that swung like a pendulum.
“Lick it, stick your tongue in here.” Maxwell said breathlessly, tugging on his foreskin for emphasis.
The scent wafting into Seth’s nose was heavy and hot. Sweat, and Maxwell’s scent more intense than he’d ever smelled it. He shyly stuck his tongue out and pushed it into the foreskin. Salty and hot, his tongue delved in until he flicked it against his grandfather’s cockhead.
The old man groaned in bliss, begging for him to continue. Seth swirled his tongue about his grandpa’s cockhead, his tongue grew slick with the pre-cum that began to drool freely from the pent up old man’s member.
“I can’t take it anymore, I’m s-sorry Seth…!”
\tMaxwell grabbed the boy’s head and forced it downwards, gagging the poor kitten. Seth’s throat felt itself being invaded for the first time. He breathed through his nose as hard as he could, powerless to do anything but inhale his grandpa’s sweaty musk and swallow feebly around his cock as it filled his throat with hot, rigid dick. He felt every last throb, every pulse of his erection. Seth watched his hips pull back, and immediately settle into a relentless rhythm.
\tThe old man’s balls swung and slapped him on the chin every time his hips pumped into the kitten’s tight throat. His grandson’s throat. Looking down at the kitten fighting back tears as he struggled to take his cock down his throat. He never felt more aroused. He pulled Seth’s head off his dick, fervently stroking it in front of his face.
\tSeth watched the slick cockhead appear and disappear beneath all the foreskin, then, watched as the first rope of pearly cum soared over his head. Maxwell doused the kitten in his seed, streaks of white trailing down the kitten’s black fur and the black dress he wore. He’d have a hell of a time cleaning that later, but for now, he was spent and satisfied.
“If… you keep this a secret. I’ll spoil you like I spoil your Mother.” Maxwell said while wiping himself clean. “If you come to my room later tonight, I’ll even get you a T.V. for the weekend.”
\t
\tSeth pondered his offer for a moment. It wasn’t very hard to let his grandpa do things to him. Plus he had a new episode of his T.V. shows on that night…
“Fine, I’ll… it’ll be our secret.”
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