Grandpa’s Penis Pump

“I’m sorry,” I said sheepishly when I noticed that my grandfather was standing in the doorway of Grandma’s old sewing room, which had turned into a computer room after her arthritis made that hobby too uncomfortable.
“Not nice to snoop around, Andy,” my grandfather said. “I’ll bet you wouldn’t want me looking through your things, would you?”
“No, you’re right. I wouldn’t,” I said in what had to be the understatement of the year, because while I’m not all that crazy for an 18 year old in 2013, I imagine that it would freak out my poor old Grandpa.
Then again, what I was holding in my hands wasn’t something that I would have expected finding in the drawer of Grandpa’s computer desk, and it had to be his because it wasn’t something that Grandma would have any use for.
“My toy. You know what that is, Andy?” Grandpa asked as he stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.
“I think so,” I said, looking down at the long clear plastic tube with a rubber bulb attached to the device. “You put your – you know – in there and when you squeeze the bulb it’s supposed to make your thing bigger.”
“Hard,” Grandpa corrected. “It helps you get an erection.”
“That’s what I meant,” I agreed, because I knew that if they actually did really increase the size of your dick I would have bought one long ago.
“When you get old,” Grandpa said, taking the device from my hands and looking at it. “Let’s just say that it isn’t as easy to perform as it is when you’re a teenager, so when me and your Grandma wanted to – you know – we would use that to get me ready.”
I nodded, hoping that I would never need to use one, but the thought...