Date: Thu, 13 Dec 2018 01:18:23 +0000 From: Flip Flop Foot Freak Subject: Auto Parts Boy VIII Auto Parts Boy VIII 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 Hunter continued to thrive and was surpassing my expectations in every way! He kept his grades up, worked 30-hours a week, saved his money and continued to learn about life and explore his newly found sexual nature with me as his teacher, mentor, and lover. He read erotic stories, watched porn, and yes it would get him off almost every time. He continued to improve his performance for sure! He learned how to control his orgasms better, how to prepare for sex by cleaning himself well inside and out, and as he loved to be as oral as possible and started to love rimming me. He learned how to control his gag reflex and wanted explore anything that interested him and I encouraged almost all of it. Sometimes I would just sit and watch him masturbate and not participate at all. I love watching a boy discover his body and practice self-love. I would sometimes offer ideas to better his experience, but just watching him find his own hot zones, likes and dislikes is almost as good as sex to me. On those rare occasion when I am too tired to perform or had a cold or something, I would get deep satisfaction in just watching him perform his acts of self-love if he acknowledged me being in the room or not. I think he likes being watched. With this exhibition streak and a deep desire to please me sometimes he would even surprise me! For instance, when we were in the garage changing the oil in my truck he disappeared for a few minutes to go get an oil filter wrench. He was gone for a bit longer than he should have been so I walked into the store room and found him with his t-shirt off, shorts around his ankles, pinching his nipples, and tugging on his hard boy meat. He leaned against the storage rack eyes closed. I smiled, "Ahem..." His eyes snapped open, "...oh...sorry..." "Don't stop on my account. What brought this on?" He smiled, "This is the first place we did it." Oh yeah, this is where I gave him his first man-on-man blowjob a few months before. "It was hot wasn't it, Hunter?" "OH yes daddy, it was..." He continued to stroke but I just stood in the doorway watching. "What were you thinking Hunter? What was going thru your mind that evening?" He leaned back, closing his eyes. "This man is so sexy, why does he want me and why am I feeling this way? He is so nice to me...and so...sexy..." He strokes faster. "...do I like guys?" Why is he being nice? He has such a cool car, I hope we can be friends..." He pulled on his balls and his cock leaked more and more. "Then I touch you..." "YES! Ohmygod, he wants to suck me! I'm soo horny! I don't know, does this mean I like guys now?" "Then what Hunter?" "Oh jeezuz, it feels soo good!" He is jacking so fast his hand is almost a blur. "He gets it so deep...oh god! I'm cumming, oh god, he swallowed it! He swallowed my cum!! ohhh, FUucck!!" He arches his back and blasts his spunk all over the floor and wall. He sank to the floor, huffing and puffing, licking some of the cum off his hand. He looked up grinning, "I've replayed this over and over in my head, I don't want to ever forget it. There's only one thing I would have changed." "Oh really, what's that?" He got up and walked towards me, didn't even bother putting his shorts on. He knelt before me. "If I knew what I know now, I would have done this." He pulled out my cock and sucked me off, swallowing my load with a gulp. His practice and persistence was paying off, he was a wonderful at oral and was on his way to being a master! He often came to me with questions about how and why people liked some of the sexual kinks they were into. I explained them the best that I could, but there were some things that neither of us could understand. He liked things a little kinky but not too extreme. Hunter did develop a foot fetish almost as severe as my own however. I would tease him mercilessly by playing footsie or sucking his toes while we sat on the couch watching TV making him squirm while I forbid him to touch himself. The little scamp would also wake me my sucking my toes, moving his way up and taking my first load of the day. With all the foot play we did, it did sort backfire once. We were at a restaurant and I was teasing him under the table with my foot, rubbing his bare toes with mine and running my foot up his legs and across his hard cock. He kept giggling and whispering, "daddy, stop!" It was noisy and busy so no one was really paying attention so I kept at it and he did have the napkin in his lap. I was getting ready to stop and his body shook, he grabbed my bare foot and shoved it into his crotch, let out a stifled exhale and I felt his cock jerk and the warm sensation of his young semen blasting in his shorts making my foot sticky with his offering. He looked down and giggled. Dragged his finger in his shorts scooping up the slimy seed, looked around and then licked it off his fingers. "I was hoping that would be dessert" I groaned. "Your fault daddy" he teased. "I'll make more just for you" and winked. We walked out of the restaurant and he had a definite wet spot on his silky basketball shorts but he didn't seem to care. Make more he did! That night, he fucked me with his damp and cum soaked shorts over my face! We were so turned on that we both came twice, him deep inside me and me all over his smooth chest and abs. Hunter turned 18 the following spring. His birthday fell on a Wednesday but I made some special plans for us for the following weekend. He still loved tinkering on his truck and my Corvette and we finally finished things up and the car was ready to show. He made several not so subtle hints that we should take the 66 to a car show. It is one of the larger shows and a good 6-hour drive away but I thought that a road trip might be fun for the both of us. It also fell on his spring break at school so the timing was perfect. As a surprise I booked a luxurious suite at one of the bigger hotels that was sponsoring the event that offered a good deal on the room and complementary security for the cars in the evening. It was about 9:10PM the Tuesday before he turned 18 and he just got off work. I heard him walk into the back door, "Daddy, I'm home!" "In the kitchen!" He was in his new coveralls that I got him, walking in barefoot as usual and gave me a kiss. "How was your day?" "Ugh, long! Tons of parts didn't come in, some pissed off shop owners, people yelling at me all day long. I'm glad to be home." "I'm glad your home too. Why don't you get cleaned up, I'm sure you're hungry. Did you do your homework already?" He unzipped his coveralls, "Yep, did it in study hall and yeah I'm starving! I'll go take a shower." He kissed me again and went to the bedroom. I was just finishing up warming his dinner and he walked in, damp hair and chest, wearing only loose shorts. Loose yes, but I could see the outline of his swinging now almost legal cock. I wanted to fuck him right there in the kitchen! Not that it would have been the first time we did that! "So, I was thinking, maybe we can go to the car show and enter the Vette. How about a road trip? Just you and me?" Hunter got really excited, "YEAH! That would be awesome! When is it?" "Next weekend, think of it as your birthday present. I booked a nice room for us, we can go out and look at all the cars and do the evening cruise. Who knows, maybe we'll win a trophy!" He walked over and kissed me, "I already have my grand prize right here." and grabbed my dick. I lightly smacked his hand away, "Naughty boy. Eat something and I'll give you your other present tomorrow morning on your actual birthday." He purred, "Mmmm, I can't wait!" We usually got up around 7AM, but on his birthday I got up a 5:45. I quietly went to the kitchen and made him his favorite breakfast, scrambled eggs with cheese, bacon and made coffee the way he likes it, 3 sugars and a splash of cream. About 6:20 I walked in with it all on a tray, "Happy Birthday Hunter, time to get up!" He rolled over and propped his head up, smiled and his head fell back on the pillow. "Aww...daddy, breakfast in bed. Thank you" Like most growing boys, he ate everything down in about 5 minutes! He sat up and was drinking his coffee. "Thanks daddy, this was a great present." I rubbed his chest, "Oh, there's more." He stretched out, "I can't wait. Aren't you eating breakfast daddy?" "Mmmhmm, I'm having a protein shake." and I gently started rubbing his cock. I love his morning cum. We usually don't have time on weekday mornings to play but I wanted his load really bad! I took him into my mouth and stared sucking his quickly hardening manhood. "Mmmm...daddy...I love it when you suck me..." "I love sucking you baby boy." and went back down, getting his throbbing cock deep into my throat and then alternating between his full balls sucking each full nut in the anticipation of getting his hot steamy cum. "D..daddy, finger my hole...play with my hole daddy!" I got my finger dripping with spit and gently rubbed his pink wrinkled entrance, "Ohh..ohh...daddy...yes...YES!" He would pull my head down making sure I got all of his teen cock in my throat. I could feel his hole twitching and his balls rise up. "Ohh...daddy, I'm close..." I pulled off, "Give it to me Hunter boy! I want it!" and went back down. "Shit! Cumming, nnNNGHHH!" He blasted his thick morning load on to my tongue as I swirled his load all over his head and my mouth. I love the taste, salty, a little bleachy with a trace of sweetness. "Ok baby boy, that was fun but you need to get to school." He groaned, "Yeah, I know. Wish I could stay here and do that all day." "I know me too." I gave him a kiss and he got dressed and grabbed his backpack. "Happy Birthday sweet boy." "Thank you, daddy. I'll see you this evening." Friday before the car show we both got off work early, loaded up the Vette on the trailer and made our way out of town around 3 in the afternoon. Knowing that it would take about 6-hours to get there we settled in for a long but hopefully pleasant drive. About 4 hours in we had to stop to pee. As we pulled up to the truck stop, we saw that there were a number of other trucks with cars on trailers and a few classics parked or getting fuel. Looks like it's going to be a good show! Several other Corvettes, Camaro's, Mustangs, a few MOPAR's and even a few rarities like Oldsmobile 442's and Buick Gran Sports. We parked and he slipped on his flipflops and we went to grab a drink and to pee. We went into the bathroom and sidled up to the urinal relieving ourselves. He make a quick peek over at my cock licking his lips and teasing me. Then he made a quick move giving me a couple of strokes! I giggled and whispered, "stop it...naughty boy." He gave me a little boy voice answer, "sowwy daddy..." and snickered. We put them away and zipped up, turned around and saw this bear of a man standing there! He was about 5'10'', around 285 pounds, big bushy beard, longish grey hair in a pony-tail, wearing worn jeans, flipflops and a tank top where you could easily see the grey hair on his chest. He looked to be about mid-60's, not really my type, but a handsome bear of a man. He stood there with a grin on his face. "Sorry boys, didn't mean to interrupt." Hunter and I looked at each other, "Oh...yeah, sorry, we're done." I said. He walked over to the urinal and started pissing. Hunter and I were washing our hands and we both looked in the mirror at the same time, and daddy bear was finished, but had turned sideways and started shaking his VERY thick uncut cock, getting the final drops off. That was obviously done on purpose! We both grinned at each other and walked out of the bathroom. We grabbed our drinks, paid for them and walked out to the truck. "Hunter, I'm kind of tired, you want to drive for a bit?" "Sure daddy" he smiled. We turned around and saw daddy bear shuffling towards us. "Have a good night, boys" and winked and smiled. He then wedged himself into his 1934 Ford Coupe, started it up and drove away. Hunter got into the driver's seat, "Damn daddy, looks like that bear was totally flirting with both of us." "What gave it away? The wink or the fact he showed his dick to us?" I giggled. He laughed, "Well both! Did you see his car? We might run into him again at the show." "Maybe, but let's get to the hotel and get some rest. I think you'll like the room." A couple of hours later we arrived at the hotel, checked in and parked the trailer in the secured lot. As we got into the elevator, I pressed 16 on the panel and the doors closed. "Wow, 16? Penthouse suite?" He grinned "Awfully close." I opened the door to room 1601 and Hunter gasped! "Wow! Fuck daddy, this room is awesome! Hey, you can see the city from up here! And look, you can see where the show is going to be in the park below! This is sooo cool!!" It had been a long day and drive so we turned in early because we had to get up at 5:30 to stage the car. Oddly enough we were actually too tired to have sexy fun time, but we did fall asleep cuddling naked with the blinds open.