Date: Thu, 11 Apr 2013 04:52:46 -0400
From: Mac Smith <granitemac@gmail.com>
Subject: Grandaddy's Feet - Part 3

This story was written about the author's life. Parts of it are true and
parts of it is purely the author's imagination.
Names and locations have been changed for privacy reasons.
The author was young when he became sexually active however he does not
condone nor encourage sex with minors.
Please do not reproduce, circulate, or print the story without prior
approval from the author.
If you are under the legal age to be reading material that is sexual in
nature please stop here.
Always practice safe sex between consenting adults.

Grandaddy's Feet - Part 3

It was Sunday and that meant two things in the MacGranite household - Big
breakfast and church.  Grandaddy participated in the first but not the
last. He drove Grandma and I to the church every week dropped us off and
then picked us up after services but never set foot in a church. As we were
walking into the church every week Grandma's comment was always the same "I
love that man always have and always will. He's a good man but he's a
sinner that doesn't know the Lord and is going straight to hell because he
refuses to accept the Lord as his savior."

My 13th birthday was a few days away and Uncle Billy had brought home a
present for me and gave it to me at breakfast. A brand new spinning rod and
reel and it was a honey. Breakfast was forgotten for the moment and we all
went outside so I could try my new rod and reel including Grandma which
surprised the hell out of me.

We all tried casting a few times and Grandma announced that breakfast was
getting cold and we were going to be late for services if we didn't hurry.
Then the second surprise came. Grandaddy said that I wouldn't be going to
services as Uncle Billy and I would going fishing for the day right after
breakfast.

No one was ever excused from church in the MacGranite household except
Grandaddy who never went. Uncle Billy and I both just smiled at each other
and held our breath waiting for the response from Grandma that would was
sure to come and it did.

"Mr MacGranite (she always addressed him by his surname when upset with
him) I will not have you turning my son and grandson into sinners." Which
Grandaddy replied with "Rose you know I frequently fish with the Minister.
(Which was true.) That gentlemen has told me on more than one occasion that
Jesus himself was a fisherman and that he never felt closer to him than
when he was fishing. And that some of the best and most satisfying days the
Minister had on earth were spent fishing with me." What Grandaddy didn't
mention was that some of the best and most satisfying days the Minister
ever had were spent at the stream on our property sucking Grandaddy's big
cock and on his back while Grandaddy fucked the ass off of him and the
fishing was for the most part was ignored.

Then Grandaddy said "Squirt change your clothes after breakfast." Uncle
Billy then announced that he would be escorting Grandma to church next
Sunday which broke the tension and made Grandma smile as she knew that when
away from home Uncle Billy, like Grandaddy, never attended services either.

At the end of Grandaddy's property there was a stream that we fished in for
brookies. It was quite a hike from the house and took well over an hour to
get there.

When Grandaddy came home from the war he needed additional medical care due
to the loss of his arm and couldn't return home because of it. He refused
to stay in any city and there was a small hospital nearby the town that we
now lived in that could continue his treatment so he went there.

Even the town that the hospital was in was too big for Grandaddy's liking
so Great Grandaddy knew the owners of the mill in the town we lived in
now and arranged for a part time job for Grandaddy and a place to
stay while he continued his medical treatment.

While being treated at the small hospital he met Grandma and married her
right away. When Grandaddy no longer required treatment for his wound he
wanted to move back home but Grandma refused to move to Grandaddy's home
because it was to remote, to far from her people, and she wanted to
continue nursing. So Great Grandaddy bought them the small farm that we
currently lived on a few miles outside of town. Grandaddy stayed on at the
mill and Grandma continued on as a nurse and mid-wife.

Grandaddy never farmed the land other than an acre or so of vegetables but
he and Grandma invested in two things - their sons education and land. Now
the farm encompassed several hundred acres.

They never increased the size of the original 4 room house other than the
addition of an indoor bathroom which Grandma insisted on. It was added on
to the back of the house and only had a sink and toilet. They kept the
house and the barn in pristine condition but never saw the need to increase
the size of either.

Uncle Billy and I chatted about fishing while following the paths thru the
woods that led to the stream we were going to fish in. Once we arrived at
Uncle Billy's favorite fishing spot in the stream and our lines were in the
water he started "the talk" with me.

The first thing he explained was the MacGranite attitude regarding sex in
general and then went on to discuss sex between men which included sex
between the male members of the MacGranite family. I was surprised when he
told me that even Grandaddy indulged in sex with other male members of the
MacGranite family and other men and women as well. Uncle Billy used the
same expression that I would hear from Grandaddy and other male members of
the MacGranite family regarding men's sexual needs.

The talk went on and off again for the majority of the day including Uncle
Billy asking me what sexual experiences I had had to date other than what I
had experienced with him and Grandaddy. I was surprised he knew about
Grandaddy but he said that they both knew I had been sniffing their feet
for years. Further that if I did to Grandaddy's feet what I did to his
there was no way Grandaddy had slept thru it.

I was surprised and embarrassed that they both new and Uncle Billy said not
to be embarrassed at all and as long as i asked them before indulging and
didn't tell anyone else about it especially not Grandma it was more than
ok, that they would almost always say yes, they could and would make it
even better for me and show me other things as well as I got older.

I was now smiling ear to ear and asked about the other things. He said we
would talk later tonight in bed and that he thought I was maybe old enough
for one other thing but now we had to focus on fishing for brookies for
tonight's supper. We caught about a dozen more brookies and I had a hard on
for the rest of the day and couldn't wait for bedtime tonight!

Uncle Billy and I finished up fishing for the day and were home by around 6
PM. We cleaned all of the fish with Grandaddy and Grandma pan fried
them for dinner. Nothing better than fresh pan fried brookies!

After dinner Uncle Billy and I helped Grandma clean up and then i fetched
the usual whiskey and water for Grandaddy and Uncle Billy. We all sat on
the porch while Uncle Billy continued to tell us about where he had been
and what he had seen at the many countries he had visited and lived in.

Around 9:30 Grandaddy was yawning so we all said good night and headed for
bed.

When Uncle Billy and I were in our bedroom he asked me "feet first or more
talk"? He knew my answer by the smile on my face. He then told me to strip
down, lie across the foot of the bed on my side facing the head board with
a pillow behind my back. He didn't have to tell me twice and by the time he
had his shoes off I was naked, in place, and ready to go.

Once he was undressed and in bed I was glad to see that he still had the
same tan socks on. He then placed one foot in my face and gently pressed it
tightly against my face so I wouldn't have to hold it in place and my hands
were free to explore his hairy legs. The scent was getting close to
Grandaddy's and I was loving it as i inhaled his masculine scent.

Then he took his other socked foot and began to rub it all over my body. I
was moaning, squirming, and humping at his foot like a bitch in heat. He
finally put his big socked foot in my crotch and tightly pinned my ass to
the footboard of the bed. His big foot covered my balls and cock and he
held it there so tightly I couldn't move as much as I tried.

He was curling his toes and moving his foot back and forth and just as I
was going over the top shit house fucking crazy and about to explode he'd
remove his foot from my crotch and start rubbing my body all over again
with his foot. A few rounds of this and I was drooling on his foot in my
face and my balls were aching for relief.

Finally he put his foot back in my crotch and pinned my ass to the
footboard with all his might and began to really rub my cock and balls
hard. I climaxed so hard on his foot that I bit down hard on the ball of
his other foot, was kicking my legs, clutching his hairy legs with my
hands, and almost passed out. Up to that point I had never had such an orgasm
in my life.

I was just lying there when Uncle Billy reached down and literally dragged
me up between his legs and stretched me out on to his body. He said if your
old enough to have an orgasm with a man your old enough to make out with
one.

He wrapped his arms around me and his legs and started kissing me. I felt
the heat of his body the entire length of mine, his hairy chest on my
smooth one, his hairy legs entwining with mine, his tongue exploring the
inside of my mouth, his hands exploring my body and rubbing my back and
ass, and his rampant huge cock pressing into me as it worked its way out of
the fly of his boxer shorts and I melted.

I felt like I couldn't breathe. My body was on fire. He rolled us over and
was on top of me now grinding his huge cock against me and slowly rotating
his ass and hips while humping me. I wrapped my arms around him feeling his
muscular back and just floating in sexual bliss.

i could hear the springs squeaking but I was far away lost in lust
and passion. I was instinctively pushing back, up against his cock, moaning
into his mouth, our tongues and cocks both doing battle with each other and
then he climaxed. I felt the heat of his sperm spray all over my
upper abdomen and chest and I came right after him.

It was heaven on earth and I just lied there enjoying the feeling of the
weight of his body pressing me into the mattress while he continued to kiss
my entire face all over.

He rolled off of me onto his back and I rolled back onto him. We continued
talking and while he explained to me the many other things men could do
together I laid my head on his shoulder and drifted off into a deep sleep.

When I woke up the next morning Uncle Billy was already gone but his tan
socks were there on his pillow next to mine.

Granite Mac