Date: Thu, 18 Apr 2013 07:26:52 -0400
From: Mac Smith <granitemac@gmail.com>
Subject: Grandaddy's Feet - Part 6

This story was written about the author's life. Parts of it are true and
parts of it are purely the author's imagination.
Names and locations have been changed for privacy reasons.
The author was young when he became sexually active however he does
not condone nor encourage sex with minors.
Please do not reproduce, circulate, or print the story without prior
approval from the author.
If you are under the legal age to be reading material that is sexual in
nature please stop here.
Always practice safe sex between consenting adults.

Grandaddy's Feet - Part 6

Grandaddy sat down on the sofa and was smoking his pipe and sipping
his whiskey and we were listening to the ball game on the radio. Grandma
was at work and Uncle Billy was at Old Pete's playing cards with the guys.

I bent down, unlaced and removed Grandaddy's workboots.  He had just
asked me for the first time to cut and clean his toenails. I had never
done it before but was pretty exited about the prospect. I'd seen him do it
many times before and knew from experience that when he did the scent of
his big feet was even stronger than usual afterwards.

I removed his shoes and immediately smiled - Grandaddy had his usual
dark cotton Argyles on. He must have worn them longer than his usual two
or three days because the scent was stronger than usual and I inhaled
deeply.The scent of his socked feet was intoxicatingly erotic and I was
becoming aroused.

Guess Uncle Billy was right when he said I was the Horniest MacGranite
male alive. I had just spent the entire afternoon having sex with Uncle
Billy and here I was a few hours later already horny again.

I sat down on the floor between Grandaddy's legs with my back to the
sofa, bent his knees, draped his legs over my shoulders, and put his socked
feet in my lap. The scent of his big size16 socked feet came wafting up to
me, I was inhaling deeply and within seconds hard as a rock.

Uncle Billy told me Grandaddy participated in male sex and knew about
me sniffing his feet and probably about me humping them also for the past
few years. He said it was ok as long as I asked. I was hard as a rock
and wanted to desperately bury my face in his socked feet but couldn't
bring myself to ask him if it was ok.

I removed one of his socks and started cutting and cleaning his
toenails and the scent from his feet became even stronger. I put that sock
back on his foot and removed the other one. I was now so horny my balls
were aching for release. I had just finished his second foot and was about
to put his sock back on when Grandaddy asked me to rub his feet.

As I started to massage his one bare foot I heard him put his pipe down
in the ashtray and he was sighing with pleasure. At that moment I somehow
knew Uncle Billy had told him what we had been doing and took his sighs
of pleasure as his approval to do what I was dying to do. I lowered my
head and lifted his foot to my face and began to sniff his rich masculine
foot aroma. Grandaddy said "Go ahead Squirt I know what you want to do and
it's ok. Whatever you want to do is ok."

I quickly spun around and lied down on the floor with my ass as close
to the sofa as possible and put my lower legs and feet up on each side
of Grandaddy. I took his one socked foot and put it in my crotch and his
bare foot in my face and commenced licking it, kissing it, sucking on his
toes and he was encouraging me to do more. "Stick your tongue between my
toes boy and clean them out good. Suck my toes. Chew on the heel of my
foot. Ahhhh right there lad. It feels so good."

He then unlaced my shoes and threw them to the side and began massaging
my feet one at a time while rubbing his big socked foot on my crotch and
I worked on his bare one. I swapped his bare foot with his socked foot
and the strong scent from his socked foot put me over the top. It was
stiff with sweat and had the imprint of his foot on it. The added smell
from his toenails being cut was making me crazy and I started humping
upwards against his bare foot and he knew what to do.

Grandaddy pushed his bare foot down on my crotch pinning me to the
floor and begin to rub my cock and balls while I pressed his socked foot as
tight as possible to my face. I had my nose buried in the ball of his foot
just below his big toe where his scent was the strongest. His scent was
much stronger than Uncle Billy's.  I was immediately far and away lost in
the passion and scent of his big feet. I kept trying to hump upwards
but Grandaddy controlled my movements by applying pressure to my cock and
balls and kept me pinned to the floor with his foot.

It was so fucking intense and I couldn't believe it was happening. I
wasn't sneaking around waiting for Grandaddy to go to sleep. He was
wide awake and not only was he ok with it he was participating. Holy Shit!
 Further, for a man who spoke few words he was talking now. Telling me to
enjoy his big stinky feet, asking me if I wanted him to press down harder,
asking me if I loved being under his big feet? On and on he spoke and it
made the whole thing hotter and hotter.

I exploded while I had the toes of his socked foot in my mouth and I
came so hard I bit down on them. Instead of Grandaddy complaining he
said "That's it boy suck and bite my big stinky feet and toes. My man stink
makes your cock hard doesn't it lad?" While he talked he continued to rub
my crotch the entire time i was cumming.

I was just laying there with his socked foot in my face enjoying the
scent of him, while he continued to rub my crotch with his bare foot and
couldn't believe what just happened - Grandaddy just made me cum with his
big feet and as always I fucking loved it! Then he told me to strip off my
clothes and lay back down in the same position. He didn't have to ask me
twice and I was anxious as hell for whatever was coming next.

He had taken off his other sock then threw both of them to me and told me
to sniff his manly stinky socks and proceeded to rub me all over with his
big stinky feet. Damn I was in heaven as he rubbed his feet all over me and
I was getting hard again. Unbelievable to me at that time that Grandaddy
and Uncle Billy could make me aroused and hard again in a matter of minutes
after climaxing. I couldn't get enough of either one of them.

Now he had both of his feet in my crotch, his toes were curled down and
because his feet were so big there wasn't a spot on my cock and balls that
wasn't in contact with his feet. He was rubbing me and pressing down hard
and I was moaning and drooling into his stinky socks.

This went on for at least 20 minutes or so until I was rolling my head side
to side, and yelling out to him over and over again "Oh please Grandaddy
make me cum again, please make me cum again, oh please Grandaddy,
please" and I exploded again all over his feet. My cum went everywhere; on
his feet, toes, and between his toes and just when I started to cum he took
one his feet and put it in my face intensifying my orgasm with the scent of
his musky manly feet. I just lied there, chest heaving, recovering from my
second orgasm in less than 30 or 40 minutes.

I hugged his feet to me and thanked him. When I opened my eyes I couldn't
believe what I saw. Grandaddy had unzippered his fly and was playing with
his cock. It was a big, hard, good looking, and veiny cock.

Almost the exact same size as Uncle Billy's except Uncle Billy's big 9
incher went straight up his body and had to be pried away from it
and Grandaddy's had a very noticeably curve to his 9 incher. I just laid
there and watched him for a few minutes then felt kind of guilty. Grandaddy
had just given me two orgasms in less than an hour so the least I could do
was return the favor.

I sat up, knelt between his legs, took his cock by the base, and commenced
sucking on the head. I licked all around the head, sucking, slurping, and
tongue fucking his piss hole. Grandaddy was leaking like a faucet and his
cum tasted salty and sweet.

I undid his belt, unbuttoned his pants, asked him to lift up his ass, which
he did, and I pulled his pants and boxers off in one tug and threw them to
the side. Now I had access to those big nuts he was so famous for. Big is
an understatement. Grandaddy had nuts the size of small lemons and they
hung really low. I pulled down on his nuts, twisted his sack one way then
the other, sucked on his nuts, and then went back to the head of his cock
and was working it over real good.

While working on Grandaddy I became aroused again and my cock was hard as a
rock. What made it even hornier was listening to Grandaddy moaning and
encouraging me on by talking dirty to me. "Squirt I always new you'd like
cock and would be a great cocksucker. You have always wanted to suck my
cock haven't you boy? Now suck it hard boy. Tug on my nuts. Twist them,
lick them, smell the manly scent of my big balls. Your a natural born
cocksucker boy and you love sucking Grandaddy's big ole cock don't you
boy?" On and on he went.

The more he talked the hornier I became and I had to have his big Grandaddy
cock in my ass rubbing my crazy button. I climbed up on him, placed a knee
on either side of him, he held his cock for me and  I lowered myself on to
his cock. I must have still been lubed from earlier today with Uncle Billy
because he slid right in to me and I gasped with pleasure when his cock
head rubbed my crazy button.

We just sat there for a moment and didn't move. His head was tilted back on
the back of the sofa, eyes closed, and softly moaning. I leaned forward
kissing him. When I did his mouth opened and welcomed me inside and he
began to slowly thrust upwards into me rubbing my crazy button.

I instinctively started to bounce up and down on my knees and with each
movement his cock head rubbed my crazy button. In a few minutes I found the
right spot so that his cock head was in constant contact with my crazy
button and driving me insane with passion and pleasure. Oh my God was it
good and I was shivering with excitement.

I just needed to make small movements to keep his cock head rubbing my
crazy button and I did just that literally fucking myself with his cock. I
was gripping his shoulders now with both hands, my fingers digging into him
and now screaming out to him "Oh Grandaddy oh please Grandaddy fuck me Oh
fuck me Grandaddy please fuck me Grandaddy. Fuck me with your big pleasure
pole Grandaddy. Don't ever stop fucking me Grandaddy."

My entire body started shaking and I began to climax and screamed out to
him in one long wail "Grannnddddaaadddyyyyyy" He put his one hand on my
shoulder, pushed me down on to his cock, held me there and started to jack
hammer my ass. I was incoherent and babbling like a deranged person as he
continued to relentlessly fuck the shit out of me. I was limp as a rag doll
but he continued to hold me down on his cock and proceeded with the assault
on my ass. I don't know how long it continued but his continuous pounding
of my ass and ramming of my crazy button made me climax again. My balls
were drained because this time when i climaxed i had the sensation but
almost no cum came out of me. Then he bellowed like the bull he was and
unloaded his oversized balls into me flooding me with his sperm.

I fell forward on him with his cock still inside of me, soaked in sweat,
breathless, exhausted, and I began to make out with him again. He wrapped
his one arm around me and crushed me to his chest as I explored the inside
of his mouth with my tongue. I remember thinking to myself Uncle Billy was
right I was the horniest MacGranite male alive and smiled to myself.

I was exhausted after a day of almost constant sex and numerous organs and
immediately went to sleep with my head on Grandaddy's shoulder and his cock
inside of me. He gently shook me and told me to go to bed. I kissed him
good night and smiled at the sight of him naked from the waist down and
stumbled to my room half awake falling into my bed.

A few hours later I was awakened to the sounds of springs squeaking and
barely perceptible moans and sighs coming from the other side of the
house.  I smiled and thought to myself maybe I wasn't the Horniest
MacGranite male alive and drifted back into a deep sleep.

Granite Mac