Date: Sat, 13 Apr 2013 21:44:50 -0400
From: Mac Smith <granitemac@gmail.com>
Subject: Grandaddy's Feet - Part 4

This story was written about the author's life. Parts of it are true and
parts of it are 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 4

The sun was streaming in the window and I was just lying in bed enjoying
the scent of Uncle Billy's tan socks and thinking about what Uncle Billy
told me and what we did together. My cock was getting hard but it was time
to get up and get going, there were chores to be done.

I got dressed and went out to the kitchen. Grandma was already at the stove
cooking breakfast, Uncle Billy was at the table drinking coffee and reading
a book and Grandaddy had already left work.

When I came into the room Grandma asked if i was feeling ok as she felt my
forehead. I said I never felt better and noticed Uncle Billy smiling and
winking at me.

When breakfast was over we headed outside to the woodpile. Uncle Billy had
on an old pair of beat up workboots, chinos, and a flannel shirt that was
completely unbuttoned and I was dressed much the same. The sight of his
hairy chest caused an immediate reaction in me and I was hard in seconds.
Uncle Billy noticed it and laughed then stated work first pleasure later.

We retrieved two axes from the barn and started chopping. Grandma cooked on
an oil stove but the house was heated by a single wood stove in the living
room. It seemed like we chopped wood nine months out of every year.
Grandaddy taught me how to swing an axe as soon as he thought I was old
enough to handle it. When I was to young to swing an axe I stacked.

We'd chop for an hour, stack it in the wood shed, take a short water break
and commence chopping again. By now I could swing an axe as well as any
grown man and my upper body from chopping and chores was well developed and
muscular.

Round about 11 AM the sun was hot and we both stripped to the waist. To
watch a man chop wood that knew what he was doing was  well worth watching
and Uncle Billy was one to watch. His motions were timed, precise, and
fluid.  His body was now covered in sweat and the droplets were glistening
on his hairy chest. The sight of him right now was making it hard for me to
remain focused on the task at hand.

Grandma brought sandwiches out to the porch and we stopped for lunch and
continued our conversation from the night before. The sex habits of
the MacGranite family male members was rapidly becoming my favorite
subject.

He told me that I would find more willing partners when we went to the lake
lodge this summer and I could have sex with whoever I wanted too but I had
to do the asking. He said because of my age they wouldn't approach me. All
I had to do was ask if they would like some company in their room.

He thought I might be too young for anal intercourse but that was
really completely up to me regarding what I wanted to do sexually with
another man or woman. Squirt it's really whatever your comfortable with
regardless of how old you are. If you don't like something, don't want to
do something, or don't want to be with someone never be afraid to say so or
to say no.

I almost fell off my chair. First that I was finally going to be allowed to
go the lake lodge where Grandaddy grew up and second that there were more
men up there like Grandaddy, Uncle Billy, and me. Instant hardon!

All I knew about the lake lodge was that Great Grandaddy came over from
Scotland at a young age and bought the lodge from someone he met on the
ship to the states. That Grandaddy and most of his six brothers were born
and raised there. And that it was a men's fishing and hunting resort
catering to the very rich on the big remote lake about five or six hours
from where we lived.

I also knew Great Grandaddy still lived there with one of his sons Great
Uncle Willie, one of Grandaddy's brothers, and a close friend of Uncle
Willie's called Uncle Link. Although Uncle Link was called Uncle he wasn't
really part of the MacGranite family.

Grandaddy corresponded with his father and his brother via mail but neither
one of them travelled far from the lodge unless there was a wedding or a
funeral to attend. The last time they came down was when my parents were
killed in the car accident. Grandaddy would go to the lake lodge for one
week every summer to fish and one week every fall to hunt. When Uncle Billy
came home on leave from the Navy he would usually go to the lake lodge for
a week or two but I had never been to the lodge nor met anyone from the
lodge. Whenever I pleaded to go with Grandaddy I was told no because I was
too young.

I was excited as hell and had a million questions for Uncle Billy but
he said we could talk while we chopped. Back to the woodpile.

We established a pattern of chopping, stacking, and water breaks as Uncle
Billy told me about "The Lodge" and it's occupants. Great Grandaddy was
even bigger than him and Grandaddy. He was a large framed man and stood 6
ft 8 in and weighed about 270 lbs. Uncle Billy didn't know his shoe size
but said his feet were bigger than his size 16s and that what he had
dangling between his legs was the eighth wonder of the world - 11 inches
long and thick as your wrist.

He said that Great Grandaddy was quite the looker when he was younger and
still was. Due to his size and masculine good looks most women thought he
was older than he was and he had his pick of bed partners back in Scotland
and still did - men and women.

Well he became deeply involved with a rich woman who was married to
a much older very rich man and she was crazy about Great Grandaddy. She
became pregnant by him right around the time her husband found out about
Great Grandaddy. Her husband who was rich and had the law on his side
accused Great Grandaddy of stealing some of his wife jewels.

The woman heard what was going on and before the law could get to
Great Grandaddy she did. She gave him not only the jewelry that was
supposedly stolen but several other pieces as well and quite a bit of her
own fortune. She also arranged for passage to the United States for him on
the next ship out of London. Once Great Grandaddy was settled he was
supposed to write to her at her sister's address and then after their child
was born she and the child would join him.

Great Grandaddy met the gentleman who owned the lake lodge at the time on
the ship over and he invited Great Grandaddy to join him. The
gentleman kept the place as a private fishing and hunting lodge for
himself and his friends. Great Grandaddy fell in love with the place, the
gentleman sold him the lodge and he and his friends became the
lodge's first customers.

Great Grandaddy and his lover corresponded making plans for their reunion.
Then he received a letter from her attorney and her sister. The woman gave
birth to twin boys that were healthy and fine. The birth was difficult and
a few months later the woman died. However before dying the woman
had liquidated all of her personal assets and divorced her husband in
preparation for joining him with the boys as soon as she was well enough to
travel. When she became very ill she grew concerned for her sons. She left
a will that bequeathed everything to Great Grandaddy including her sons.

Her sister was taking the boys via ship to the port of Boston and would
arrive a month after the letter. The letter also contained a draft from the
Bank of Scotland for the amount the woman had left to Great Grandaddy.

Great Grandaddy met the ship in Boston. The sister of the woman accompanied
him to the lodge to assist with the boys and help settle them in. She never
left and Great Grandaddy married her a year later. Great Grandma gave Great
Grandaddy five more sons in rapid succession then passed away when
the youngest was five. Great Grandaddy never remarried but he rarely went
without bed partners - men and women.

Great Uncle Willy was the youngest of the seven brothers. They all served
in World War One and he brought Uncle Link home with him from the
war. Uncle Link had been part of the MacGranite clan since.

Great Uncle Willy was about the same size as Grandaddy but he was the one
with the sense of humor and the talker of the family. Uncle Billy also so
stated that I would really take a shine to him because when he removed his
boots you could smell his feet in the next room and they were as big as
Uncle Billy's. He also had the MacGranite big cock.

Uncle Link was called Link because he looked like the missing link - part
human and part ape. He was short by MacGranite standards but he was built
like and strong as a bull and covered in black hair almost like a pelt. He
was Great Uncle Willie's partner and although they both had other bed
partners it was understood that these two were more than just bed partners.
As I found out Uncle Link didn't have the strongest scent nor did he have
the biggest cock but he had unbelievable endurance and a night with him was
a night well spent. That man could wear any three men's asses out. Damn
could he fuck and it was non-stop.

Grandaddy drove up just as Uncle Billy finished telling me about the lodge
and its occupants. Then all three of us headed to the vegetable garden to
tend to it until Grandma called us in to wash up for supper.

It was the usual routine of supper, clean up, and whiskey and water on the
porch afterwards. When we settled in on the porch Grandaddy asked me if I
was looking forward to going to the lodge and my immediate response was
Hell Yes! He and Uncle Billy just laughed and discussed travel
arrangements.

Grandaddy would be going only for a week and would drop Grandma off at her
sister Willow's house the night before. He'd spend the night there with
Grandma and pick us up the next morning. After a week he would return
home then a week later pick us both up.

While we were sitting on the porch Old Pete stopped by to say hi to Uncle
Billy. Old Pete was another one of Grandaddy's fishing and hunting buddies
and had known the family for decades. He was also Grandaddy's right hand
man at the mill. He was a "confirmed bachelor" as Grandma used to say. He
was a good decade older than Grandaddy, at least a head shorter, and had a
wiry build.

Old Pete and some of the guys were playing cards Thursday night as
usual and he wanted to know if Uncle Billy wanted to come by and say
hello to the guys. It was a weekly game and Grandaddy had an
open invitation and sometimes went. Uncle Billy was always invited when he
was in town and usually participated. Grandaddy declined but Uncle Billy
accepted and Old Pete said good-bye and left.

Uncle Billy said he was tired and was heading to bed and winked at me. I
joined him and Grandaddy stayed on the porch to finish his whiskey and
pipe.

When we got in the bedroom Uncle Billy turned, closed the door, pushed me
up against it and started making out with me. I was immediately hard as a
rock. He asked me to undress him then he sat down on the bed.

When I bent down to unlace and take off his workboots he started rubbing my
head and playing with my ears. I took off his first workboot and saw he was
wearing the same tan socks he came home in. The smell was very strong now
and I could see the imprint of his big foot on the sock. I buried my face
in his socked foot and began to inhale his male musky scent.

My cock was so hard it hurt and I was leaking like a faucet. I didn't want
to move my face from his socked foot long enough to take off his other
workboot. I just kept rubbing it on my face, inhaling his scent and sucking
his toes thru the material of his socks. Finally Uncle Billy told me to
take my clothes off and lie on the floor on my back. I was stripped in
seconds while he removed his other work boot.

He took me by the ankles and pulled me close to the bed. Then with my legs
in the air running up the side of the bed he pinned my ass firmly to the
floor with one foot and pressed down on my cock and balls with it and
commenced to rub. I grabbed his other foot and held it close to my face
while he sent me to heaven.

Between the scent of his socked foot, the taste of his feet still in my
mouth and his other foot holding me tightly to the floor while continuing
to rub me I had sensory overload and came like a rocket. He removed his
foot from my crotch and while I just lied there commenced to rub me all
over with both feet and while doing so started to kiss and lick my feet.

He stood up, picked me up off of the floor and with my feet dangling in the
air started to make out with me. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his
waist and he just continued to kiss me while his muscular arms and big
hands crushed my naked body to him. The impact on me was the same as before
and in seconds I was breathless, gasping for air, moaning his name, and
hoping he would never stop.

To be naked in his arms, being crushed to his body, with my legs
wrapped around his waist, my arms wrapped around him exploring the muscles
in his back while he continued to kiss me was something I would never
forget and to this day can vividly remember every feel, touch, and
sensation.

He gently lowered me to the bed and continued to make out with me while
removing his clothes. When he stepped back I saw his rampant hard on and I
gasped and shivered with excitement. I had only felt his cock between us
but now I saw it and him completely naked and he was magnificent. I drank
in the sight of him, his hairy chest, flat stomach, full bushy crotch,
hairy legs, and big hard cock pointing straight in the air with his low
hangers below and something inside of me just told me what to do.

I quickly moved to the side of the bed, sat up, and using both hands I
pried his gorgeous man meat away from his stomach and engulfed the head of
it in my mouth. To this day I don't know how or why I did what I did I just
knew what to do and did it.

The head alone filled my mouth but I wanted more of it and tried to swallow
it until I choked. A 9X6 hard veiny cock is really a lot of cock for any
man to suck especially a beginner but I couldn't get enough of it in my
mouth and down my throat.

Uncle Billy took my head in both hands and guided me and with a soft low
voice told me what to do, encouraged me on, told me the pleasure I was
giving him, told me how much he enjoyed being with me, and told me I was a
natural born cocksucker.

I could taste his semen leaking in my mouth and I wanted more of it. I was
nursing on his cock now like a child on a bottle with both of my hands
wrapped around his raging hard cock and jerking him while his hips moved
the head of his cock in and out of my mouth. He was moaning and his hips
were moving faster and faster until he exploded in my mouth and I still
kept on sucking wanting every drop of his seed.

His cum was leaking from the corners of my mouth as I could not swallow
fast enough the copious amounts of cum he was filling my mouth with.
Then he gently pulled my head off of his cock bent down and licked his cum
off of my face and began feeding it to me and sharing it with me with his
tongue. When his tongue would entree my mouth I sucked on it like I was
sucking his cock.

My body was on fire and trembling with desire for this man. I kept saying
his name over and over again and pleading with him for what I didn't know.
I lied back on the bed hard and began humping upwards toward him, squirming
on the bed like a bitch in heat, and reaching out to touch any part of his
body.

He took off his socks and threw them to me then dropped to his knees on the
floor beside the bed. He began kissing and licking my cock and balls. He
then put both of my legs over his shoulders, held my ass in both of his big
hands and spread my ass cheeks apart with his thumbs. I couldn't believe it
when he started kissing and licking my asshole. He was gently chewing on
the insides of each cheek and tongue fucking my manhole which opened like a
flower to him welcoming a bee to taste its sweet nectar.

I held both of his stinky smelly socks to my face inhaling his masculine
musky scent as wave after wave of pleasure rocked through my body. At times
the pleasure was so intense from him tongue fucking my manhole I kicked at
his back with the heels of my feet, stuffed his socks in my mouth so I
would not scream from the pleasure he was giving me, pounded the bed with
both of my fists, and rolled my head from side to side. At other moments I
placed both of my hands on the back of his head and forced his head in
tighter and deeper into my manhole. I wrapped my legs around his head and
began to say things to him I didn't even knew I knew and calling his name
over and over and over again.

My body was covered in sweat and there were puddles of my own cum forming
in my belly button and running all over me. My senses were completely
filled with the taste, smell, sight, feel, and sound of this man and I
thought I'd die from the pleasure he was giving me. Just when I thought it
couldn't get any better and that I couldn't take any more he slid one of
his fingers up my ass and at the same time swallowed my cock to the root.

My ass started bouncing up and down on his finger like a mad man as I faced
fucked the hell out of him. As I was bouncing up and down on his finger
it was hitting something inside of me that was driving me insane with
pleasure and my entire body became tight as a guitar string. Now mad with
unbridled lust and uncontrolled passion I shot load after load of my man
seed into his mouth while I continued to fuck his face, fuck myself on his
finger, and inhale his scent.

Just as my orgasm was subsiding he stood up pulled me by the ankles to the
edge of the bed wrapped my legs around him and commenced jerking off. In a
matter of seconds his cum shot all over me and for some reason as it did I
rubbed it into my body and licked it from my fingers tasting his seed.

Within seconds after he stopped cumming I stood on the bed and was back in
his arms with my legs wrapped round his waist and him crushing me to his
body. While I kissed and licked his face all over my entire body went limp
as a fucking rag doll. He carried me back to the bed and gently laid me
down upon it and crawled in beside me.

We spooned together and I fit snugly into the S shape of his body and could
feel the hair of his chest on my back as he held me closely to his
body. He crooned, murmured, and whispered to me as I fell into a deep
slumber safe and comfortable in Uncle Billy's arms.

Granite Mac