Date: Tue, 26 Apr 2005 11:19:47 -0700 (PDT)
From: Boy Feet <boyfeetlove@yahoo.com>
Subject: Socked Fantasy part 1 (M/b)

Reading other stories about boy's socks and feet inspired me to try and
write my own. Yes, it is a foul smell to most, but to those who know,
there is no greater smell in the world. If you hate socked feet that
much, then skip the first part and read about a father and son making
love in a beautiful and loving way. This story is in my imagination and
it never happened and never will happen. The truth is that kids should be
left alone to find their own sexual desires. We however, have a right to
imagine what we want and fantasy is fun and harmless and what I really
want is for you to jack yourself stupid when reading it -- now that is a
real turn on to me!

Let me know what you think on the email above and repeated at the foot of
the story. Give me ideas and encouragement and let me know what you want
to happen. It's no fun just writing for your own pleasure. I reply to
all emails and look forward to hearing from you.

Here is the story....

I arrived home around 6.00 pm; I was passed on the doorstep by the
sitter. She hardly had a moment to say goodbye as she had a date and her
words were lost in the air as she almost ran out of the driveway. I went
inside; all I could hear was the sound of the radio from the kitchen, one
of those channels that drive a guy of almost forty mad with lots of
talking and words to songs that can't be understood. I stood in the
doorway and called to my son, I heard the sound of his socked feet
padding along the hall towards me. My wife had left us many years ago.

I looked and saw that he was equally as handsome as he had been when I
left that morning, his blond hair moved slightly as he brushed it back
from his face. His slim frame was perfectly formed and at a shade less
than five feet tall proportionate to his build. He was eleven and still
smooth, his blue eyes shone as he looked towards me. He wore blue shorts,
sports style, but not too long, like soccer shorts and white soccer
socks, grubby but not foul. One of the smells I loved was that of his
socked and bare feet, and he always reciprocated, the smells of father
and son combined in loving worship. His chest was bare and a smile
finished off the picture of beauty. Jake was the picture of beauty and he
belonged to me.

We said nothing as we both knew the routine. I slipped off my suit jacket
and sat in the chair. Jake dropped to his knees and our lips met. A young
tongue slipped between my lips and I joined it with mine. Father and sons
tongues slipping from man into boy, a loving welcome from a son that I
knew loved me as an equal and wanted my mouth as much as I did his. He
turned his head and I stroked his hair, still attached by our mouths, it
felt longer than eight or nine hours since we had last kissed goodbye,
the days were long without him.

We broke from our kiss and spoke for the first time:

"I love you Daddy" said my sexy and handsome son.

"I love you too baby" I replied meaningfully.

Our lips met again, as though they were meant to be joined, my tongue
darting inside his delicious mouth tasting his juices and his sweet
breath and he exchanging my juices with me.

Jake dropped further and began to undo my shoe laces. I saw his socked
sole and noted that these were socks worn for a couple of days, slightly
damp, I could almost smell his boyish odour as he at first undid my
shoelaces and then pulled the shoe open to allow my socked foot to slip
from its hiding place and into the warm summer air. My black socked feet
were warm and moist and had been on my feet all day. I could feel the
odour released as he slipped my black lace up from my foot and rested my
heel in his palm. He lifted the heel and placed the sole to his nose, I
could feel his breath upon the sole as the toe area connected with his
face and he breathed my manly smell.

"They smell beautiful Daddy, I am feeling horny, I love how you smell
Daddy" said Jake, between sniffs of my socked feet.

"I know you do sweetheart, I just hope that they are not too strong for
you darling" I said, checking that he was happy.

"Daddy, no, whatever you smell like, I love you so much, they smell
wonderful" my son reassured me.

I felt a little tongue stroke the socked sole between heel and toes. He
wanted to taste my manly smell and nothing would stop him having part of
his Daddy in this way. Whether he actually liked it or not, this was just
another way of showing his true love for me, we were as one. My other
shoe was slipped from my foot and subjected to the same worshipful
treatment as the first.

We swapped places and I took his socked foot to my face. I love all of
the smells of my son, but his socked feet are the best. A boyish but
deeply sexual scent, a smell that comes natural and says something
special about an individual and this was some special individual, my son.
He curled his socked toes and I could see each one return to the area
that had a dirty patch where it had laid. There was a perfect outline on
the white soccer socked sole indicating the position of each toe, the
heel and the ball of the foot. Each had its own smell and taste, each was
wonderful in its own way.

I ran my tongue along the row of toes and tasted my boy, I then sniffed
deeply and although I had smelt my boy's smell for years, it still sent
my cock to the sky in celebration.  My tongue ran the length of his soles
and then I slipped the socked toes into my mouth to taste more of his
perfection.

I leaned forward and slipped a finger either side of his shorts. He
lifted his perfect bottom gently to allow me access. His three inch boner
stood proudly upright, almost aware that it was being admired. It had a
life of its own, through the black briefs he wore so well. It pointed
upwards as though it knew that the strain it felt against the nylon and
cotton material. I slipped the shorts over his smooth legs and he was
naked except for his white soccer socks and undies, just the way I liked
him best.

"You look so beautiful Jakey, you are so sexy my darling" I said

"I love you Daddy, I feel so horny my love, I want you to fuck me hard
Daddy, I want you inside my boy cunt so badly, I love you so much Daddy"
my son said, every word genuine.

He raised his feet to the edge of the chair and curled his toes around
the edge of the seat. He opened his legs to give me a full view of his
rock hard cock, forming a perfect shape of preteen beauty inside his
tightly fitting black undies. He did not need this display of perfection
and sexual gratification, but it was for me and I appreciated it like
most fathers who really love their sons in all possible way should do. I
could have cried with joy as he smiled, pulling his legs apart and
lifting his butt slightly so that I could get the full view of his sexual
beauty.

My face went immediately to his undies and my tongue was released from my
mouth and I licked the tip of his undie-clad cock head. He twitched in
sexual excitement as I ran my tongue along the full length and back. I
kissed the length and licked his balls, before I sniffed his boyhood, a
smell of boy piss and sweat, not strong, just musk of boy, a careless
piss, leaves boyish perfection for a man to enjoy later. My love for his
boyhood was not lost on my beautiful Jake.

"Ahhhhhhh Daddy that's so fucking horny, please don't stop babe, I
fucking love it" said Jake with passion.

"I love you Jakey, you are my special slut, my special fuck, my loving
boy whore" I replied to my beloved horny baby.

I love it when Jake talks dirty. We first fucked at five and he had been
learning how to excite me from his Grandfather. I knew that even at two,
a little hand was inside his Grandfathers fly and that a kiss meant
tongues slipping in and out at random. I felt proud when just before his
third birthday he sucked me dry and cleaned by seven inch tool with such
love and care. His Grandfather had a Grandson to be proud of and when he
had finished Jake told me that it was "fucking hot".

As I teased my baby gently I slipped a finger inside his undies and found
his smooth hairless balls. I stroked them gently and he enjoyed the
sensation. I came back up for a kiss, I wanted his mouth to become one
with mine and he was as passionate as ever. I could wait no longer and
had to reveal the prize that had waited enclosed in black undies for so
long. I slipped down his undies after standing him up and his hairless
cock and perfect balls were displayed naked to me. I leaned forward and
kissed the bare smooth flesh of his uncut cock and my tongue came out to
lick the foreskin covered head. His undies slipped to the floor, his
boyhood was free and in need of further delights.

Jake moved as though he wanted me to stand, he slipped his hand into
mine, I loved that feel, even at his age, he loved to hold my hand in
public places, although thinking about it - there were a few things we
had done in public places! I felt his warm palm against mine as he walked
beside me towards the living room and the large leather couch before us.
He had kept his all over tan all summer, since we had been naked at `Man
and Boy camp' (that is another story) for two weeks.

Jake sat on the couch and looking up at me with those big blue eyes he
stretched up and undid my shirt, letting it fall to the floor. He slowly
undid my belt, and smiled; I felt his smooth hair on my hand and knew
what he wanted. He wanted to fulfil me and show how much he loved me. I
wanted sex, but more than that, I wanted him as my lover and he wanted
the same too. The button and then the zipper were released and my
trousers dropped to the floor, I stepped out of them, my socks and undies
remaining.

Jake's tongue darted against my undies but he lacked the ability to wait
that I had shown. My undies slipped down to reveal my hard seven inch
boy-loving tool in its erect state.  I felt Jakes lips caress it for a
moment before the cut head was wrapped inside his loving lips and he
began to move slowly and powerfully orally along its length. I slipped
into heaven as my son gave me his loving mouth for pleasure. My cock felt
released from all feelings of restriction, it was at home inside the
mouth of the son I loved.

"That is so fucking good, you dirty bastard whore, I fucking love it
Jakey, come on baby, show daddy you love him" I said as he gave one of
his best blow jobs I could remember.

Jake did not answer and kept his lips firmly around my cut cock while
moving his tongue around my piss slit as needed. After a few moments he
let my cock finally slip from his mouth and smiled at me. He looked up
again as I stood over him and his tongue slipped out, an obvious
invitation to share a kiss we both badly needed. I leaned down and our
lips met, I could taste my cock in his mouth and I knew that this was
something special as we shared real father and son love.

We both lay on the couch head to toe and went to work on the other's
socked feet. The smell was still wonderful and enhanced now by the fact
that we were in a highly sexualised state. Love for my son has always
been associated with sex, I wanted him from the age of two and he
responded in the same way. He always shared control.

"They smell so fucking good Daddy, just fucking fab babe" said Jake as
he took a long sniff of my socked feet.

"Yours smell like you my baby slut, fucking gorgeous and sexy, I want to
fuck you hard baby, I want to so badly" I responded.

We moved along each others bodies and my mouth met his cock and he the
same. I took his prick between my fingers and pulled back the foreskin to
reveal his little read cock head. It was so beautiful; I kissed it
gently, savouring the faint piss traces that had remained for my tasting
pleasure. My cut cock was already finding a warm and moist place as Jake
had already begun to love my cock as he knew it was the tool that made
him and worshipped it like a loving son. My mouth slipped onto his
boyhood and I took his balls inside my mouth too. I felt wonderful, my
son was sucking my hard man-cock and I was able to repay him by talking
his cock and balls into my mouths an act of love. We looked at each other
and smiled, although we would not release our prize from our lips. I let
a little pre-cum slip from my love pole and this was gratefully welcomed
by Jake, he loved the taste as well as the smells of me, just as I did
him.

"Dad I fucking love that taste, you got more, you horny fuck"? Said
Jake, almost begging for my cream to eat as though it was what gave him
life now, not just when I fucked his mother, always with hope of this
moment and many others like it.

"I want to save it for your pussy my baby, I want to be inside your boy
cunt baby" I assured him, letting him know that my juice was always his,
whether for his mouth or anal zone.

He again reached up and I leaned down for our mouths to meet, our love
exploding between our mouths and our tongues meeting every part of our
passage. We stopped for a moment, our eyes meeting, man and boy, Father
and Son, lover and lover.

"I fucking love you Daddy" said Jake.

"I fucking love you, you dirty cunt" I replied smiling as we embraced,
our only clothing was our socks; we would keep these on as a sign of our
love.

Jake sat on the couch and lifted his socked feet to the edge. I sat on my
heels as I watched his index finger move to his perfect hairless cunt. I
knew it was time for my mouth to meet that perfect part of my boy, his
pussy ached for my tongue and my manhood and I wanted to fill him with
both. To make love with my son was the most perfect thing; hungrily my
mouth awaited his permission to enter his special enclosure and to begin
the journey to true love, my cock entering his love hole in preparation
for my cream to shoot inside him, a final act of love between Father and
son.

Jake's finger moved away and he lay back parting his butt cheeks, the
boy pussy lips inviting my tongue. I went towards my prize and kissed the
side of each butt cheek as his hands parted the way to glory. My tongue
brushed the outer lips of his cunt and he fell into ecstasy and a tirade
of words that I found so sexual and loving as the same time.

"Oh fucking hell Daddy, lick my cunt, you horny bastard, that is so
fucking hot babe, come on Dad, have my cunt, please Daddy deeper" said
Jake so lovingly.

Others would find these words offensive, but those who have made love to
one they want so much know that it is the sign of loving tenderness, my
dirty boy had grown up, making love as only a boy can, he had a right to
make sounds that reflected his ambition to be fucked and fucked hard and
by one that loved him.

"Son, your cunt tastes so fucking good my darling, I could eat it
always, had I not the need to fuck you hard" I said to my baby slut, his
face was a million smiles all at once.

I continued to lick my son's boy cunt and he squealed with delight. I
knew it was almost time to replace my tongue with my cock and fulfil his
need for cock inside his beautiful place. I kissed and licked around the
hole and pushed inside, he tasted as always, perfect. My delved deeper
inside him and he wriggled with desire, pulling apart his butt cheeks to
allow me to get deeper and deeper inside him, his want was greater than I
could give but I felt myself reaching deeper inside than I ever had
before.

I pulled back and tasted his cunt in my mouth, even after I released
myself from its beauty.  He remained in position and his hole was open
slightly, an entrance to perfection, his blond hair had dropped over one
eye, his socked toes curled and I could see that my beautiful baby was
ready for the finale, he was ready to be fucked like a man, he felt the
same and although the words came, he did not need the.

"Please fuck me Daddy, I want you to fuck me now Daddy, I need your cock
in my cunt" said Jake.

"I know baby, I am going to fuck you and make you know I love you my
sweet" I replied.

I kissed his forehead, I stroked his hair and pulled it back from his
eyes, his blond straight locks looked so perfect and horny. He looked
straight at me and smiled, we kissed for a final time, knowing that I had
to enter him, he was a boy of eleven, he knew what he wanted and he
wanted a long loving fuck, to be pounded by his Daddy, pounded hard or he
would not be satisfied.

Jake kept his position and I stood in front of him. We began the ritual
that we had started six years before, when on his fifth birthday I had
fucked him. Since then we rarely missed a day and he had shared his hole
with other men and teens, always returning to Daddy, the one who made
real love. Not that he lacked desire to be fucked by others, I had
proudly watched him fucked by men and teenagers eager to please him. It
was just that our love making sessions were something special, something
special between a Father and a Son, something loving and secret, but with
added value.

Jake smoothed a layer of KY along my hard seven inch length. His small
hands were covering every part of my cock. A finger occasionally tickled
my balls. For once he was silent, he wanted to savour the moments as he
prepared he love tool that would son fill him with deep thrusts. My cock
was no means the largest he had taken, at camp I had seen him take a cock
of almost twelve inches, he still managed to shout at the guy to go
deeper, and such is his desire to be fucked. No, mine was a love making
tool, not just a fucking one, it was about Daddy and Son combined to
produce ecstasy and desire, a relationship built upon true love.

Jake finished and let my cock go. He leaned back and lifted his legs
inviting me to his special place, this time with my cock rather than my
mouth. I pushed the head of my cock against the entrance and just let the
weight of my body be the momentum for entry. I slipped inside around the
first three inches and Jake gasped with desire.

"Fuck Dad, that is so good, go deeper you horny bastard" Jake said with
love and desire.

"I want your cunt baby, I so want to fuck you my baby so hard" I
replied.

I pushed forward and my cock made a smooth and determined move as it
entered the love tunnel that was the cunt of my son. His pussy lips
gripped my thick shaft as though he was still five when we fucked for the
first time and I kept pushing forward, I felt I may fill him with my
cream but I knew I had to satisfy him first, only a selfish bastard would
fail to allow this boy cunt the pleasure it deserved. I began to fuck in
earnest, slowly reaching a deep fuck until he had all seven inches inside
and I could feel my pubes resting on his lower parts. I slid my cock out,
almost to the point of allowing the head to meet air and then slid it
back inside in a single movement. I started a rhythm and Jake moved with
me, it felt so perfect, Father and Son making love, just the way in which
they should. I looked into his eyes as he laid there, legs in the air,
towards his head and my cock pounding his cunt with vigour. I could not
resist having his socked feet in my face alternately as I pumped away,
giving him all my love.

I licked and sniffed each socked foot and Jake responded with sounds of
pleasure from his cunt. He looked superb with my cock inside him, the
seven inches of manhood pounding his butt for all it was worth and him
pushing forward to meet my meat on equal terms.

I was close to filling my sexy slut with my cream. I wanted to release my
love juices inside him as appreciation for his life and an expression of
my love and I knew it would not be long. I hoped that a dry orgasm would
run parallel with mine so that we both felt a release of our sexuality
together. I need not have worried, my son knew that I was about to fill
him with my juices and held back to allow them to make the journey from
my balls to his waiting cunt hole. I let my cock makes its own decision
and I began to flood Jake's tight love passage with my cream, he
wriggled and cried out, I knew he was orgasmic too, his eleven year old
body screamed of sex, he shared a moment of sexual perfection, we were
both ending another perfect fuck. I pulled out and he licked the juices
from my cock. His cunt and my cock juices combining in the same way as
our bodies had earlier. I went to return the favour, but Jake smiled
saying he wanted to stay wet and loose, I did not ask my little fucker
why, he had his own reasons, no doubt.

I looked down on him proudly and he smiled between blond hair and perfect
chin, my almost naked, sock footed beauty was filled and had been fucked
just the way he wanted, we both felt the love engulf us and took another
deep kiss before collapsing in each others arms. We lay together on the
couch, rubbing our legs with socked feet and kissed again. We decided not
to get dressed, we awaited the arrival of Jake's Grandfather, he really
worshipped Jake and Jake him. It was nothing new for his Grandfather to
see him naked or to fuck his butt whenever he pleased.

I got us a drink and heated some pizza, we said on the couch watching
some porn, a seven year old sucking a ten inches of cock from a guy in
his fifties and various other favourite films that turned Jake on. The
only one he did not like was the one where a boy of around Jake's age is
spanked and then fucked by his father, not that it took much to turn Jake
on, this he hated. I may love my son, but like any boy he needs a regular
spanking to keep him in line and I am a strict dad. I also demand that if
his friends stay over I have permission to spank them too, although in
most cases I have permission to fuck them. Just because a guy has sex
with his son does not mean he should not discipline as needed.

I decided to take a shower, leaving Jake on the couch, this time watching
a group of teen boys fucking a five year old and his seven year old
brother. Jake was critical of the fact that neither could take as many
cocks as he could and the boys must be wimps. He was pretty judgmental
about stuff like that.

I warned Jake to remember that his Grandfather was coming but that he had
a key so not to worry too much. I showered, regretting a little letting
the smells and love juices of my boy being lost, but I could replace them
later. I dried myself and put on a robe, leaving it open as my boy
preferred to see my manhood whenever he could, although his main
preference was to see it slide inside his cunt!

I walked downstairs, there was Jake sat impaled on his Grandfathers six
inch stiffy with a big smile on his face, just as though any other boy
would simply sit on his Dad's knee, he sat on a lap with a cock inside
him. We often sat like that watching TV or even eating dinner. Once we
did it beside a pool with crowds and only one guy noticed, he winked at
Jake, he got to fuck him too as many men did. No wonder he wanted to
leave his boy cunt dripping, he must have climbed onto his Grandfathers
pole the moment the old guy arrived.

"There's a little fucker here who needs another week or two and Dad and
Son Camp and he has just persuaded me to pay for you both" said Jake's
Grandfather.

Jake smiled, grinding his butt down on his Grandfather's cock.

"Thanks Grandaddy" said Jake "I can't get enough cock inside my cunt,
you and Daddy always say that"

I felt so proud of my son, as he pleasured another family member, he had
slipped off his Grandfather's cock and was licking him before taking
some more family juice inside his belly. Dirty cunt!

Want more?

Want Dad and Son camp adventures?

I want to get a little more kinky now -- any ideas?

Let me know whether to carry on....

Dean

boyfeetlove@yahoo.com