Date: Tue, 06 Jun 2006 20:14:15 +0100
From: Christina Riggs <xtinariggs@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Daddys Foot Job Part One

The main events described in this short story are true and some of the
language used reflects the age of the subjects (i.e. Daddy = Dad, Willy =
Dick or Cock) and the location, England.
This story contains events depicting sexual activities including fetishes
shared between the same sex (male)
This story should only be viewed by adults of 18 years and older (or 21
years old depending on your place in the world).
Feedback and comments are welcomed at: xtinariggs@hotmail.co.uk (drag queen
name!!!)
Finally - I do not condone or encourage sexual relations with children. Keep
such thoughts in your head, on paper or in your hand! Do not act them out.

Copyright 2006. DeanDadLover

Peace, Dean.


Daddy's Foot Job

Daddy, 39, came home as usual from a hard day at work. He was a builder by
trade and his broad shoulders and general muscular appearance proved this.
His body was covered in thick dark hair, his chest, belly, legs, back,
shoulders, ass...everywhere! He sat down heavily in his favourite chair in
the living room and my brother (7 year old Carl) and me (8 year old Dean),
rushed to him as he sat down.
"Grab me a beer Carl there's a good boy".
Carl scurried off to the kitchen to collect Daddy's beer. Daddy gave me a
look, one of those 'well what are you waiting for?' kind of looks. I knelt
down infront of him and began untying his boot laces.
I pulled each boot off and the hot sweaty smell filled my nostrils as his
moist socks clung to his hot feet. Although Daddy's feet were sweaty and had
an intoxicating smell, they weren't overly pungent
and he always looked after them. I peeled his socks off and held his hot
feet in my hands. He wiggled his toes, I knew what he meant by this gesture
and I wasted no time.
I took his big toe in my mouth and gently began sucking on it, then I moved
down the toes and then let my tongue trace the ridges of the  soles of his
feet.
I had moved back up to his toes as Carl came back into the living room
interupting his moans of pleasure.
Carl gave Daddy the beer and joined me on the floor and began sucking the
toes on the other foot. Daddy resumed his blissful moans and drank deeply
from his beer as I moved up his body.....

Let me explain how this whole thing came about. Mum left us for a guy she
had been secretly seeing at work when I was about 6 years old, I'm 27 now as
I write this account.
Dad had quite a hard time bringing up his two boys on his own, luckily his
Mum & Dad were on hand to help during the earlier years. Dad would try and
make life as much fun as possible and
he would often horse around with us to try and compensate for the absent
mother. One day Carl and I wanted to go to the new theme park that was
opening in a few weeks. Dad took great pleasure in using the
theme park as a carrott to dangle in front of us in order to get us to
either behave, clean our rooms or do the dishes etc and that's where the
story really begins....

One day Daddy came home from work and slumped down in his favourite chair.
"Well boys the task for today is for one of you to go get me a beer and one
of you to take my boots and socks off 'cos I'm too tired to bend down".
Carl rushed to get the beer and I began taking his boots and socks off. I
had just got back up as Carl returned with the beer.
"Now then boys how badly do you want to go to this theme park?" Daddy said
with a sly grin breaking across his face.
"Please Daddy we'll do anything, please let us go" I pleaded, with Carl
nodding vigorously in approval of my statement.
"Well now let me see what can I get you to do that will prove how much you
want to go? I know, I want you both to suck my toes. If you can both do that
I will know how much you want to go to this theme park".
We both looked at each other, shrugged and knelt down to his feet.
Tentatively we each took a big toe in our mouths and began sucking gently.
I was surprised at its slightly salty taste and the aroma that filled our
nostrils. It was unique but not unpleasant. Daddy dropped his head back and
moaned aloud
"Carry on boys, you're doing great, hhhmmmmm suck those sweaty feet, oh yes
my baby boys, suck em real good".
We continued working our way down his toes when I happened to glance up and
couldn't help but notice that Daddy's cock was actually tenting his work
trousers.
As we reached the end of the foot session he was bucking his hips in the
chair making his cock strain at the stretched fabric.
"Well kids if you two do that everyday until the theme park opening then you
can both definately go. That was as hot as hell!".
Daddy got up from his favourite chair and announced he was going to get
changed. He rubbed his huge erection through his trousers and headed off
upstairs.

Carl went out to play in the garden but I was curious to try and find out
just what Daddy was packing in those tight trousers. I slowly crept upstairs
and peaked in at Daddy's room,
he was bent over his reaching for some shorts out of his bottom drawer. I
caught an eyeful of his hairy asshole. His back and his legs were covered in
a thick, soft, dark hair.
He turned his head over his shoulder as he must have sensed my eyes staring
at him,
"You alright son?" he asked.
"Sure" I stammered, desperately trying to think of an excuse why I had
practically followed him upstairs
"Just wondered if you'd like a fresh beer?". The words caught in my throat
as Daddy turned around, his cock was still rock hard!
It must have been seven or eight inches and jutted out from a thick bush of
coarse dark hair. His fat, cum filled balls hung heavily from his cock. His
mushroom sized cock head was slick
with pre cum that had oozed from it which he'd rubbed over the head.

"Come and get it then Son" Daddy said breaking my cock-trance
"The empty bottle? Come and get it and fetch me another". Daddy could see I
was dum struck by the sight of seeing him in this aroused state.
Sure I had seen him naked tons of times before and even with semi hard on
but never so hard! I picked up the empty beer bottle and dared myself to
steal another look at daddy,
he made his cock bounce for me like it was attached to a piece of string,
total muscle control.
"Wow Daddy how did you do that?"
"It's easy my Son and you'll be able to do it when you get older and your
little Willy gets hard and bigger".
I blushed at hearing my Daddy talk like that.
"Oh don't be shy, I'm not am I?" Daddy grabbed my cock through my shorts.
"Is my little boy all hard?".
"Daddy!" I protested, more embarrased at him feeling my boner than outraged
that my Daddy had just groped me!
"You've nothing to be shy or embarrased about Son. Get it out and show your
old Daddy, mines out" and as if he needed to remind me he made it bounce
again.
That was all it took to convince me to drop my shorts and expose myself. I
slid my shorts down and my four inch Willy sprung out, completely hair free.
I stood infront of my hairy Daddy and immediately made obvious comparisons.
He was broad, hairy, well hung and I was his complete opposite but then I
was only 8.

"Well go on then Son, I'll let you touch my Willy since I grabbed yours". I
carefully wrapped my fingers around his thick cock and gently started to
unknowingly toss my Daddy off.
"Hhhhhmmmm that feels good son, that feels really good, oh yes. How about
you suck on my big hard Willy like you did with my feet? If you're really
good at it you'll get
a surprise, a mouthful of special liquid that could help you become big and
hairy like me".
I needed no second persuading. I grabbed hold tight of his thick pole and
stuffed as much of it in my mouth as I could, the head was so big and pre
cum oozed out of it which helped to lubricate it.
It tasted salty and hot. I hadn't been sucking him long when Carl walked
into Daddy's room. He looked shocked at the sight that met his eyes but
Daddy made no big deal of it and gently told him
"Dean is going to do this from now on while you suck my toes when I come
home from work until the theme park opens. We're just having a little
practice now so don't just stand there
get down on your hands and knees and suck my feet".
Carl looked at me but I was too busy enjoying Daddy's tasy cock so Carl
immediately dropped to his knees and worked Daddy's feet as instructed.
"Oh fuck yeah, this is fucking wild kids, work Daddy good, oh my boy, suck
Daddy's hairy Willy!".
Daddy put a finger in his mouth, slicked it up and then stuck it up his
hairy ass, then he slicked up a second finger and began to two-finger fuck
his sweaty, hairy, hole.
"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum, Dean get ready to swallow! Aaarrggghhhh!!!".
Jet after jet of hot cum filled my mouth and I swallowed as much as I could
but some dribbled out of the corners of my mouth. Daddy's body bucked with
cum after shocks as he
smiled down at his boys who were sat back on their heels like obedient
slaves.

"Now what we just did boys must be kept a secret. Nobody must ever know, not
your friends, teachers...nobody. I could get into a lot of trouble and it
would mean you two would
be taken away from me  which would also mean no more treats, understand?".
Carl and I chorused our agreement that this would remain our little family
secret.
"Daddy, can I ask why did you put your fingers up your bum?". I asked
curiously.
"Well that's another secret which I will let you in on at another time but
for now you keep sucking my big Willy and Carl, you keep sucking my sweaty
feet"

To be continued....?