Date: Tue, 27 Nov 2018 22:46:26 +0000 From: Flip Flop Foot Freak Subject: Auto Parts Boy III Auto Parts Boy III This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents either are the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This work contains material of a sexual nature. Readers must be of legal age according to local laws to open, read, copy, or save this work. The author in no way endorses sexual contact with minors. Please observe all local and federal laws. All Rights Reserved FFFF -- 2018. Please donate to Nifty.Org (http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html) to keep our stories alive! Adult/Youth - Oral, Anal, Fetish Brad (me) -- 46, white, salt and pepper hair, 5'9'', 175# avg build, 7"c. Hunter -- 17, white, hazel eyes, brown longish curly hair, 6'0', 180#, muscular, 7.5"c I was expecting to get up around 6AM but decided sleep in a bit...until 8AM! I had a hard time sleeping after Hunter left. I am still wondering if I did the right thing, but this was going to be a long day. As I sipped my coffee my phone beeped. Hunter Hayes -- morning! Brad J Cell -- Morning Hunter. Sleep well? Hunter Hayes -- yeah sort of. kept waking up thinking about u lol! Brad J Cell -- Had the same problem myself. We still on for this afternoon? Hunter Hayes -- yep but i do have one problem. Brad J Cell -- What's that? Hunter Hayes -- its embarrassing but i don't have any clean clothes. wuz supposed to go to the laundry last night...but didn't ;-) don't know why lol! Brad J Cell -- That's all? Just bring em over you can use my machines while we are working. Hunter Hayes -- u sure? i can bring soap Brad J Cell -- Don't be silly. I have plenty. Just wear something you don't mind getting dirty in when we work on the car. You have a lot of laundry to do? Hunter Hayes -- no just one basket. ok ill see you after 1 <3 Brad J Cell -- Ok <3 A little heart. Aww! Sweet kid. One basket? He's 17, he should have at least 3 full baskets of dirty clothes! I had to get some cash to pay him and I actually didn't have enough laundry detergent! So off to the bank and the store I go. I drove by the mall and then I saw the sign, Old Navy. I had a thought... Brad J Cell -- Hey Hunter, what's your favorite color? Hunter Hayes -- blue. Brad J Cell -- Dark or light blue? Hunter Hayes -- both actually. why? Brad J Cell -- Never you mind ;-) Hunter Hayes -- aww comeon tell me...pleeeze??? Brad J Cell -- Nope. It's a surprise. Hunter Hayes - :-) I go in and see the rainbow of flipflops all along the wall. I saw a dark blue pair and a bright blue pair too. Hell, they're cheap, I grabbed both, size 12. Then I saw a pair of tan cargo shorts and a blue t-shirt that matches the bright blue flipflops. On sale, cheap, what the hell? I got those too. I'll give them to him as a bonus for helping me as well as $15/hr. I also get some steaks and some things to grill after we are done. Made sure I got some big steaks, I'll bet that boy can eat! Also grabbed a few beers and other necessities. I get home and unload everything and change into my coveralls. It was about 11:30. Phone beeps: Hunter Hayes -- hey Brad J Cell -- Hey yourself. Hunter Hayes -- u sure about me doing laundry there? Brad J Cell -- Of course I don't mind. Why? Hunter Hayes -- nothing. as long as you are ok with it. Brad J Cell -- Sure I am. Just bring all your dirty clothes along. Hunter Hayes -- ok thx Odd question. I didn't give it much thought. Got the car on the lift, pulled the tires off and started draining the fuel out of the tank. The tank drain is slow going! Takes about 20 minutes, then unpacking and inspecting the new lines, bla bla bla. I sort of loose track of time. Phone beeps again. Wow, 1pm already? Hunter Hayes -- just clocked out. gonna run home and get my stuff Brad J Cell -- Sounds good. I'll be in the garage. Hunter Hayes -- k About 20 minutes later I hear his truck pulling up. I am laying under the car trying to get the damned fasteners loose and I can see is long legs, bare feet, and blue coveralls climbing out of the truck. "Hey Hunter." "Hey...um Brad." I laughed, "You forget my name already?" I rolled my creeper from under the car. I looked up at him. "What's wrong?" "I, I...don't know if I should call you Daddy or Brad..." he giggled. I crawled up off of the creeper, "Well, it might be a little odd in public if you called me "daddy" but in private, whatever makes you more comfortable. Where the clothes?" "Oh yeah..." He pulled this busted up basket out of his front seat and it was the saddest assortment of clothes I have ever seen. "That's it?" He looked down, "...yeah..." "Where are your flipflops?" He never made eye contact. "...dad found em this morning. I can't find them now..." I was getting really steamed now! "You have your boots at least?" "yeah..." Still didn't look up. I put my finger under his chin and lifted his head so I could see his eyes. He looked totally mortified! "Ok, let's get the boots on. You can borrow some of my socks. What's really going on with you?" He looked like a sad puppy, "He called me a faggot last night...because he found my flipflops by the front door..." I went from steamed to angry! "He called you a faggot for wearing flipflops? Are you fucking kidding me?" All I heard was a simple "...no..." and he started hugging me. Ok now things are getting a little more into focus. Not only was this poor kid being abused he was being neglected too! "Wow, that's shitty!" Listen, let's get those clothes started and get some work done. We can talk more later, ok?" "Yeah, absolutely. Sorry for bringing the mood down." "That's ok. Let's get this car back on the road!" It took us about 4-hours to get everything installed, prepped, primed and ready to roll. I sat in the driver's seat and looked over at him. I got out... "Have a seat." He looked shocked, "Really?" I nodded and he got a big grin on his face. I handed him the keys. "You ever driven a car with a 4-speed before?" "Yeah, but a crappy Honda that my aunt has." "Good, so you know the drill...In neutral, clutch in, just give her a little gas and crank away." He did exactly as he was told, put the key in and gave it a few cranks. Didn't start. "That's ok, just some air in the lines, it will take a couple more try's." He gave the gas a little pump again, cranked it over. Almost there, a little stutter and backfire. "One more..." He cranked it over and the engine came to life with a loud roar. The boy looked as happy as I have ever seen him! "We did it, daddy!" he screamed over the loud exhaust. "Yes, Hunter-boy we did it!" He turned a little red with his reaction but at least he didn't say sorry this time. I ruffled his hair and he laid his head on my hip. How could a natural father not love an affectionate boy like Hunter? We did a leak check, everything looked good. We shut the car off, and started putting the tools away. "We'll take her for a spin later, I don't know about you but I'm starving! Hungry?" "Yeah very hungry. We going out to Taco Bell or something?" "Nah, I thought I might grill some steaks, unless you really WANT Taco Bell..." He looked at me like I was speaking a foreign language. "Oh no, but Steaks? For real?" "Umm, yeah. On a grill...maybe with some veggies...you know...Steaks!" "Oh, I know what they are but I hardly ever get them." "Well, now you do. In the mean time, get out of those coveralls and go take a shower." "Ok, oh wait, we only put the stuff in the dryer a little while ago. I don't have anything to wear." "I'll take care of that. Go ahead and drop the coveralls in the laundry room." He turned to walk away, and then turned back..."Daddy?" "Yes Hunter?" "Can we shower together, again?" "I thought you would never ask" I smiled. "I'll be there in a few mins and I have to cook so I'll have to cut mine a little short. That ok?" "Mkay!" He squealed and ran off! Silly boy! He was a dirty boy, covered in grease, dirt and gasoline, smudges on his face, filthy hands, just the way a teen boy should look after getting some real work done. He had a look of satisfaction on his face. When I got to the shower he was in there of course but he was very aroused to say the least with his hard teen cock sticking straight out in front of him. I walk in and start soaping his back up, washing his neck and he started purring. "Mmmm, I like it when you do that." I started washing lower until I got to his muscular buns. As I washed around and in between he started getting more aroused, leaning his back on to my chest. "Ohhhh....daddy, yes..." "Hunter, let's hold off a little ok? Let's make this night special." "Ok daddy." "Now I am going to get out and start cooking. I'll leave some clothes for you on the bed. Take your time and get really cleaned up." I gave him a quick peck on his neck, he smiled. "Ok." I quickly got out of the shower, dried off, got dressed and placed his new clothes and flipflops on the bed and went to the kitchen and started getting dinner ready. About 6 minutes later I hear "OH MY GOD!! DADDY!" The way he yelled I thought that he had hurt himself or something. I walked back in and saw him with the shirt and shorts in his hands with this dumbfounded look on his face. He was just wrapped in a towel and had soaking wet hair. "Di...did you...get these for...for...?" "For you? Yes." "A...are they...like...new?" "Urm, yeah of course." He starts crying. "Thank you thank you thank you!!" He almost crushes me with his hugs! "Ahh, easy Hunter, that's ok. Get dressed and come out when you are ready." I walk back into the kitchen and a couple of minutes later he walks out. Perfect fit, and he has a new look I haven't seen before. I think it might be confidence! The cargo shorts really accentuated his perfect ass and the shirt was just tight enough to show off his muscles. He wasn't wearing underwear so I could see the outline of his cock snaking down his thigh. "Wow! That is quite a sight! They fit you well, even the flipflops make your toes look sexy!" He blushed. "I don't know what to say..." "You already did say it, thank you is enough. And by the way," I pulled my wallet out, "$15/hr x 4.5 hours, let's round up to 5, so $75, plus a $25 bonus to make it an even $100. He refused, "No...I can't take it." "Why? I said I would pay you, this for your help on the car, nothing else." "No, I can't, you have been too nice to me, let me do my laundry here, bought me new clothes, you are feeding me, I don't deserve it!" "Whoa Hunter. Don't deserve it? I appreciate your character, but let me ask you a few things... Did you come over and work with me on my car?" "...yes." "Did I agree to pay you for the labor?" "...yes." His head hung in shame. "I have to eat, wouldn't it be the decent thing to feed you too? "...yes, but..." "There is no but. You worked your ass off, you need to eat too, ok so the clothes were a little extra bonus. You deserve it! If I didn't think you did, you would not have been paid." "...I'm sorry..." I walked over and pulled his face from looking at the floor. "Don't be." I kissed him on the lips, "All of this I do because I think you are a great boy and a hard worker. Not to mention a beautiful boy who needs some affection and above all, you are a good person inside." "Thank you." He started kissing me deeply and running his hands all over me. Things were getting hotter than the grill I started a few minutes earlier! He knelt before me, right there in the kitchen and started unbuckling my shorts. "Whoa, Hunter you don't have to do that..." He looked up at me, "Please daddy, I want to." He pulled my hardening cock out and started sucking it slowly as I ran my hands thru his long curly hair. "Oh, Hunter, wow, you are such a good boy." He nursed me like a calf on his mom's teat, slowly and passionately. I'll be honest, I was thinking of this all day long. I really liked this boy but I didn't want him to think that he gets some money and clothes and now he HAS to blow me like he owes me something. I was not getting that impression though. He wanted to show that he appreciated me and this is how it manifested. Because I had been in such a horny state all day long, this would not last very long. We had been in close quarters all day, getting all dirty and sweaty, even the occasional ass-grab and playful grope. I didn't want to lead him on, but I had been looking forward to this since last night. "Hunter, baby, you are doing sooo good! I am not gonna last too much longer..." He pulled off, spit running down his chin, "Thank you daddy...I wanna make you feel as special as you've made me feel..." As he went back to work I leaned against the counter, enjoying his attention and listening to the slurp of his lips on my cock and the gentle rubbing of my balls. I knew I was going to cum soon. "Hunter...baby boy, I'm gonna cum soon..." "Mmmhmm!" I looked down and he had fished his teen rod out of his new shorts and was furiously jacking it. "HUNTER, I'm gonna cum!" "MMHMMMPH!" He sped up bobbing frantically on my ready to explode cock! "Oh fuck...Hunter! I'm cummming! Yeahhhh!" I had no expectation of him letting me shoot in his mouth, but he didn't move off. As the first blast hit I could hear him moan..."Mmmhmmmm!!!, Mmmmm, Mmmm" as each jet coated the inside of his mouth. Then I heard him swallowing my load down and then my cock popped out of his mouth and he let out a loud moan, "Ohhh FUCKKKK!!!" and I felt the spray of teen spunk hitting my foot with a force that was amazing! He shot rope after rope all over my feet and kitchen floor! He finally stopped shooting and leaned his head on my knee, panting like crazy. He looked up at me with those beautiful hazel eyes..."Oh god, daddy...I'm sorry, I got it on the floor..." I pulled him to his feet... "Like I give a fuck!" And kissed him wildly tasting my cum on his tongue. It was one of the most erotic things I have experienced for a long time! "Oh god...Hunter....wow, I didn't think you would take it that far, swallowing and all." He held me close, "I just wanted to make you feel as good as I did when you did it to me. And, umm, I sort of like the taste now." He said sheepishly. "Like it now? What do you mean?" "Urm...well I was so horny last night I jacked off. I got this urge to taste mine and I like it a little bit. Yours taste different but I like it, maybe more than mine." "Awww, such a good little man, I like yours a lot too." I looked down, "I guess we are even, you blew your load on MY feet this time!" He looked down and smiled. Then he knelt down and got on the floor, "Wait, what are you..." he started licking his cum off of my feet!! Ok, this boy doesn't know this yet, but maybe, dear readers, you have figured it out; I have a severe foot fetish! This inexperienced boy has just tripped a trigger that sends me into a frenzy! As he cleaned up his mess, licking between my toes I was so turned on and shaking that I almost fell down, and my cock instantly got hard as a rock! "Oh fuck Hunter! Oh jeezuz FUCK!" I guess my reaction startled him. He looked up at me wide eyed, "Did I do something wrong?" As I steadied myself and collected my thoughts, I finally spat out an answer, "Oh god no! Hunter, what you are doing is such a huge turn on. I should have warned you, but I have a foot fetish and someone licking my feet and toes makes me so hot and horny you have no idea! You did everything right, sorry I startled you." He smiled, bent down and kissed my feet and rose back up, then leaned in and kissed me. "That's ok. Just wanted to make sure I didn't do something wrong. But I have a question." He looked at me seriously. Yes, my boy?" "Can we eat? I am super hungry!" I laughed, "Of course, let's get these steaks on the grill!" Dinner was magnificent! And I was right, not only did he eat the grilled veggies, he devoured TWO 14oz steaks! It was getting to be around 8pm when we finished and cleaned up the kitchen, well HE cleaned it up, he insisted! When he was done, everything was spotless. We sat on the back patio, the sun was going down, and then I remembered something. "Hey, we were supposed to take the Vette for a drive. You still wanna go?" He looked like a super excited little boy, "Yeah! Let's go!" We got the car out of the garage, pulled the top down and went for a pleasant evening drive. It was already dark and we flew down the road at about 75MPH with the sounds of nothing but the engine humming and the wind blowing thru our hair. I had my hand on the shifter and I felt something. He started holding my hand, he looked over at me, smiled, kissed me on the cheek and placed his head on my shoulder. As we went thru the canyons making our way home I decided to stop on an overlook where you could see the city below. I stopped and turned the car off. "Come on Hunter, I want to show you something." We got out of the car and walked hand in hand just past a clearing of trees and then you could see the expanse of the city below. "Wow, it's beautiful up here and the city lights are totally awesome!" I hugged him from behind, "Just like you Hunter-boy." We leaned in and kissed gently. This was different than before, usually it was urgency and hormones run amok, but now it was tender and loving. We made out for a good 10-minutes. "Daddy?" "Yes, baby boy?" "Can we go home now?" I looked at him, "Bored with the view already?" I giggled. "Oh no, it's not that. I just wanna, well...". "Wanna what?" He gulped, "I wanna go home and go to bed with you." "Are you sure you're ready for that?" He nodded, "Yes daddy, I'm sure..." Part IV Coming soon.