Date: Sat, 28 Apr 2018 15:46:35 +0400
From: Ralph Gordon <dadfootlover@gmail.com>
Subject: Sex Beach with Dad Part 1

Sex Beach with Dad
Part 1
by Ralph Gordon

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Robert was excited because it was Sunday. And every Sunday, his dad, Mr.
Gordon, would take him to a beach in a remote corner of the island, where
fathers and son went to experience intimate moments with each other and
other men.

This beach was strictly off-limits to women, including Robert's mother.

They parked the car in the sandy parking in the northern corner of the long
beach and got out. Robert and his dad were wearing only their thin swim
trunks and flip-flops as they got out of the car.

As they walked along the beach, Robert couldn't help but stare at his dad's
thick, hairy legs and big, wide feet, the latter making a slapping sound
every time his dad's masculine heels hit his flip-flops. Robert began to
stiffen, his teenage penis making an obvious tent in his swim trunks.

The beach was filled with fathers and sons, both locals and foreigners.
Robert admired the diversity of males on the beach and in the warm,
tropical water.

Some of the men were engaging in sexual acts, while others looked on. Many
were filming the action on their smartphones, while some had heavy-duty
looking cameras mounted on tripods, no doubt zooming in on whatever they
found interesting.

Almost everyone was naked. Some penises were soft, others hard.

Robert and his dad found a spot underneath a tree to pull off their swim
trunks and remove their flip-flops. Robert smiled when he saw his dad
slipping off his flip-flops, as he had just cum on them the week prior. He
loved the idea of cumming on the place where his dad's strong feet rested.
He loved his dad's feet more.

Robert heard a grunt from the low-hanging tree above his head and felt some
warm fluid hit his back and neck. He immediately looked up and saw the
dangling legs of a father-son pair. They were both naked and sitting on an
almost horizontal tree-trunk, the pale soles of their feet just inches
above Robert's head. The father had his right arm around his son's chest,
the younger man in the ecstasies of orgasm, his dad's hand stroking his
son's dick vigorously.

"Sorry guys," said the father, smiling and waving at Robert and Mr. Gordon
with his left hand.

The man's son wriggled his thick toes as more spurts of sticky white cum
fell from his dick and onto Robert's head and back.

"It's alright," said Mr. Gordon, who looked up and smiled. He grabbed the
boy's feet playfully and gave them a quick massage, knowing that this kind
of foot play would be turning his own son on greatly.

A dark-skinned teenage boy suddenly appeared from behind a nearby bush and
knelt in front of Robert's father. His penis was long, semi-erect, and his
cock head completely covered by foreskin.

"Can I massage your feet, Sir?" he asked.

"Sure," replied Mr. Gordon, who stretched out both of his legs immediately.

The teenage boy began to massage Robert's dad's feet with enthusiasm, his
dick hardening slightly and a tiny bit of his purple cock head now exposed.

Occasionally, Mr. Gordon would use his toes to smack the youth's dark cock
head gently, getting him more and more erect. Soon he was at approximately
eight inches, while Robert's own six-inch hard penis throbbed with delight
at the scene unfolding before his eyes.

The boy from the tree trunk above jumped off suddenly and landed on the
sand with a thud. Robert felt his warm tongue sliding across his back,
lapping up the very semen that he had ejaculated just moments before. The
young man's tongue felt so good on Robert's back. He stretched his arms out
above his hand until he managed to grab one of the feet of the father who
was still sitting on the tree trunk. He squeezed all the parts of the man's
feet that he could, enjoying the feel of masculine feet in between his
eager fingers.

It wasn't long before the boy finished lapping up all the cum on Robert's
back, then he and his dad walked off together, hand in hand.

"Can I please finish on your feet, Sir?" asked the dark-skinned boy at Mr.
Gordon's feet.

"Only if I can see your whole cockhead first," said Robert's dad, who
placed both of his thick feet around the boy's long, hard penis, and tried
to pull back the youth's foreskin all the way.

"It can't go all the way, Sir," he said, with a worried look on his face.

Robert noticed that his dickhead was huge and that the foreskin would not
be able to retract completely, which turned him on even more.

Mr. Gordon stroked the boy's dick repeatedly, his feet pale by comparison
to the youth's dark skin, covering the boy's dickhead completely with his
foreskin, and then pulling it back as far as it would go.

Robert changed position so that he could get up close and personal to the
act.

That's when he noticed that a man with a camera was filming the action with
one hand and stroking his dick with the other, unable to control his
arousal. He would move the camera to the boy's face and then down to his
huge dick, which was precumming heavily, the back and forth motion of the
foreskin making a wet sound as Mr. Gordon's soles worked on getting the boy
to an orgasm.

Robert decided to position himself so that his ass was sticking out towards
his dad's face and his mouth was against his dad's feet, near where the
arches met so that he would be able to catch the boy's cum when he finally
exploded.

The view from this angle was fantastic. His dad stopped his back and forth
motion, allowing Robert to stick his tongue easily in the space between
where the arches met, tasting his dad's beautiful smooth soles. The boy now
grabbed both of Mr. Gordon's feet, pushing them together and started to
fuck them in a way that signaled to everyone around that he was close to
orgasm.

The filming man brought his camera closer to the action.

Robert felt the wet, dark, dripping cockhead hit his lips with every
desperate thrust of the youth, overwhelmed by the sensation of his dad's
sexy feet and the youth's rock hard penis on his lips and tongue.

Robert stuck out his tongue even further, deeper into the crevasse where
his dad's feet almost met. He could taste the boy's pre-cum that now coated
the soles of his dad's feet very thoroughly. Robert tried to tongue-fuck
his dad's soles and at the same time provide extra stimulation to the
youth's cock that now thrusted deeper and faster.

Eventually, the boy moaned like he was in pain and Robert felt the warm,
white jizz hit his lips. He didn't stop flicking his tongue as the boy
continued to moan and groan and aggressively ejaculate spurt after spurt of
white teenage semen all over Mr Gordon's soles. Robert's tongue licked the
youth's thick, angry cock head whenever the penis was close enough to his
mouth and then licked the boy's cum in between his dad's feet.

The spent youth then did something that excited Robert even more. He placed
his head on the other side of the meeting point of Mr. Gordon's arches and
stuck his tongue into the semen-smeared crevasse. The two young men's
tongues met in the middle of the arches, kissing each other between Mr
Gordon's feet, their tongues sliding across the older man's thick,
masculine soles in order to meet each other, enjoying his feet and each
other's tongues.

Eventually, Mr Gordon pulled his sticky feet apart and placed them in the
soft, white sand. The two young men then began to kiss each other on the
mouth, their tongues, covered with the youth's semen, exploring each other
deeply. Robert could feel his dad's hands exploring his bubble-butt. He was
enjoying the taste of the boy, and the kiss was passionate.

Robert watched the dark-skinned boy leave them, running off to whatever new
adventures lay ahead for him on Sex Beach. He and his father, on the other
hand, walked hand in hand towards the warm tropical waters where around
fifty men were in already, splashing around or exploring each other
sexually.

Robert and his dad both had strong, muscular legs, his dad's being larger
and hairier than his. His father's feet were wider than his, and his toes
were thicker than his son's. Several men and their sons turned to look at
the pair entering the water.

Mr Gordon playfully pushed his son underwater by placing his hands on the
boy's shoulders and allowing his weight to do the rest. Robert felt a
familiar panic as he found himself unable to breathe with a heavy weight
above him, the seawater threatening to enter his nose and mouth.

After he was able to finally wrestle his dad off, he turned to his father
leaning backward in the shallow water, elbows on the sandy floor. His dad
grinned at him as he lifted the top halves of both feet above the water
surface, revealing smooth, pale, soles. They looked even more perfect now
to Robert, the wet, clean feet, smooth soles, and perfect toes begging him
to come closer.

Robert followed his instinct and got close to the smooth, wet soles and
pressed his mouth into one of the arches.

His dad pushed his head away with a quick push of his leg. Robert's dick
twitched in the water from feeling his dad's strength on his eager face.

"Come and get them!" his dad exclaimed, as he turned over and started
swimming away from his son.

Robert stood up in the shallow water and started chasing after his dad,
feeling the excitement of the thrill of the hunt. His youthful dick was
flopping around as he chased after his dad, the desire to make love to the
man overpowering him. He occasionally caught glimpses of his dad's meaty
feet whenever they appeared above the water surface, the turbulent
splashing water making it hard to get a clear picture of his sexual goal.

He grabbed his dad's strong feet whenever he got a chance, but his dad kept
yanking them away and swimming faster. This excited Robert even more and
his leaking dick continued to lead the way to the big feet he wanted so
badly.

When he finally got the chance, he pounced on his dad's left leg, shoving
his hard penis onto his father's upturned soles, trying to get as much
penile contact with it before his dad yanked it away. He wrapped his arms
tightly around his father's thick, hairy thigh, enjoying the feel of the
strong muscle under his fingers. He grabbed on tight so that his dad
wouldn't be able to shake him off. He felt his dad shaking his left leg
aggressively, but Robert held on tight, allowing himself to enjoy the
sensation of his dad's hairy, muscly leg all along his youthful chest,
trying to throw him off. He stuck his tongue out and licked the area below
his dad's left butt cheek.

Three men had gathered at the scene, two of them filming with their
cameras, eager to see what was going to happen next. The third one, the
youngest, was staring intently, stroking his dick slowly.

Robert's dad suddenly turned, grinning at the men and lifting his feet out
of the water.

"Show them your legs, son," he ordered Robert, who sat near his dad in the
shallow water and lifted up his legs for the three men to see.

"Go make the dad nice and hard," told one of the men to his son, the one
who had been staring quietly.

He got on all fours in the water and began to suck gently on Mr. Gordon's
semi-hard penis, the pink, exposed, acorn-shaped cock head glistening from
the sea water.

When Mr. Gordon was nice and hard, the young man and Robert sat on opposite
sides of Robert's dad and smiled at the cameras. All this attention made
Robert feel very sexy and loved.

"Kiss my hard dick, boys," Mr. Gordon instructed the two young men, who did
not hesitate to apply their lips and tongue to his pink cock head.

The boys' tongues swirled around and around Mr. Gordon's cock head until
precum began to ooze out.

The two men with cameras came close and took some photos.

Robert's favorite moments were when his tongue and the young man's tongue
met. Their horny, slimy tongues would dart all over Robert's dad's cock
head and then they would meet occasionally. Robert was so horny, getting to
kiss not only his dad's dick but a hot young guy's tongue as well, the
combined taste of dad-dick and boy-mouth making his dick throb with
excitement.

"Let's get back to the beach, guys," said Mr. Gordon, who stood up and
walked towards the water's edge.

He lay down, face-up, with his feet facing the water, the sea water
occasionally re-wetting them.

Seizing his chance, Robert lifted one of the shapely, muscly feet and
started licking them. They were nice and salty from the sea water. He
darted his tongue in between all the toes, his raging erection even harder
now. The other young man was working on Mr. Gordon's penis, and there were
now five other men around them, some filming, others stroking their hard
dicks to the action.

Robert started rubbing his dickhead on his dad's smooth soles. It felt so
nice and so right, his dad's big feet just begging to be cummed on.

He heard his dad groan loudly and could see the area beneath his balls
pulsating with orgasm. He watched his dad fill the young man's mouth with
his thick, creamy semen, his youthful mouth working hard to extract all the
cummy goodness from his father's groin.

Robert felt the pressure building at the base of his dick. He pushed his
dick hard into this dad's smooth arch and watched his dick pulsate and
shoot load after load of youthful jizz onto his dad's wide soles. His mind
was locked on the intense feeling of his orgasm as he watched his own cum
fall onto the white sand beneath his dad's feet.

Robert saw the young man with his mouth full of his father's seed approach
him and they began to kiss in front of his dad. Robert enjoyed the taste of
his father's cum and the boy's mouth as their eager tongues swirled round
and round each other. Robert was greedy and tried to swallow as much of his
dad's salty goodness. He hoped his dad was happy watching his own son
eating the very cum that made him. Satisfied that he had tongued most of
his dad's cum from the young man's mouth, Robert waved goodbye to him and
he and his dad continued their journey on the beach.

They passed by a hut called 'Foot Hut' (so said the sign outside), where
three pairs of hairy legs and feet protruded from small holes in its walls.
Just above the feet were large screens embedded in the hut walls, showing
the faces of the men whose feet were sticking out.

Robert's spent dick began to harden again when he saw three young men, one
per man, rubbing their penises up and down on those men's soles, staring
intently at the screens, looking for reactions on the men's faces. Upon
closer inspection, Robert realized that the boys were, in fact, the sons of
the men whose feet were being fucked.

"Can you go into the hut next time, Dad?" asked Robert. His dad was
standing right next to him, his foreskin now retracted over his soft penis,
completely spent after the sucking he had just received.

"Sure son," replied his dad, who gave his shoulder a little squeeze, making
Robert's dick stiffen even more. "Why don't you join 'em?"

Some more young men approached the 'Foot Hut' and began forming queues
behind the boys, appearing to be selecting their favorite dad feet and
waiting their turn to fuck.

The youth in the middle grabbed his dad's lower leg and groaned loudly as
he marked his territory with his jizz, unloading all over his dad's hairy
legs and big feet. The boy behind him immediately took his place after the
ejaculation was over and started rubbing his own hard penis into the cummy,
frictionless sole that had just been cummed on.

The father smiled on the large TV screen and began to wriggle his foot,
pulling his leg in a little, perhaps the sole feeling a bit ticklish with
all the dick-rubbing. The horny boy just moved closer to the hut wall and
kept fucking the foot, semen dropping in thick blobs onto the sand below,
being displaced by the hard dick that was moving up and down, ready to blow
at any time.

It was quite a scene to witness, as boy after boy in each row blew their
loads, coating the older men's feet and legs with their cum, each lasting
only about three minutes before the semen shot out of their eager cocks.

The smell of cum was strong in the air, as Robert picked his favorite man
and also began to queue up.

Three large cameras on tripods were filming the action, the men behind the
lenses stroking their dicks slowly, so as not to cum too soon.

Robert had picked the man with the biggest feet and smoothest soles. The
boys in front of him were becoming louder and more verbal now.

"Ah, ah, ah," and "oh fuck, oh fuck," could be heard constantly as three
guys at a time slid their dicks over and over the maleness that they were
fucking. Robert couldn't wait for his turn.

It was amazing to see the diversity of reactions as the boys ejaculated,
some having quiet orgasms, others groaning loudly, some shivering and
shaking as the cum left their cocks, others just staying still, mouths
open. Robert observed drool coming out of one boy's mouth as he came. Some
youth were giving thumbs up signs at the cameras as they fucked the
men-feet, winking and sticking their wet, pink tongues out, knowing that
whoever would be jerking off to the movies later would be extremely turned
on when they saw such teasing.

Some rich tourists who stayed at the resort would sometimes select youth
from the Sex Beach to spend time with privately in their rooms. They would
pay their fathers handsomely, and as a result, many fathers and sons from
poorer families would come to Sex Beach in the hopes of getting some extra
money. The fathers from these families would encourage their sons to work
out at a young age so as to look their very best. There was even an outdoor
gym where fathers and sons could work out and show off their muscles to
people passing by.

But that is another story...

End of Part 1