Stepdad & Uncle's Feet: Part 2
by Victor

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"What the fuck are you doing?"

I'm pretty sure that at that very moment, I had a heart attack. I jumped up immediately, and hit my head on the room's low ceiling. "I-I-I'm so sorry!", I stammered. "I was just trying to rub some of the lint off your sock!" I know; Lamest. Excuse. Ever.

But what was I supposed to say? He nodded and then went back to sleep. I wanted to touch and smell his feet again, but now that I had been caught for a second time, I wasn't about to.

My brother and I spent the next 2 weeks going to Grams' house right after school. It was a pretty boring place, with no video games or anime DVDs to watch. One night, I finally had it. I was going to be brave and confront Mike again! This time, I decided to attack in the early afternoon on a weekend that mom and Ken were working. I was old enough to stay at home with my little brother, but our parents wanted us at Grams'. Fine with me. Both Grams and my brother were taking an afternoon nap, so I picked the right time. I went upstairs and knocked on Mike's bedroom door.

"Come in", came his reply. I opened the door and let myself in. He was lying on his bed, fully clothed and with his heavy boots still on. "Uncle Mike", I said meekly. "I need to talk to you."

Again, he motioned for me to sit by his feet. I sat down and tried my best not stare.

"Well..", I began. "You remember a couple weeks ago when I was massaging your feet?"

"Yeah.", he said. "And then...I woke you up because I was picking lint of your sock?"

"...yeah?" I had to gulp down a whole lot of fear when I let lose my confession. "Well...I wasn't exactly picking off lint..." I took another gulp. "I was sucking your toe." I could feel my face heat up, which was hard for people to notice cause I'm Asian and therefore a bit tan. I was waiting for his eyes to widen, for that look of disgust that Ken had given me after betraying my trust, for him to yell at me. "Well, no shit!", was his reply. I looked at him in astonishment. "Victor", he began. "I'm not stupid. I've seen you looking at my feet, and I could feel you sniffing and sucking my toe." I couldn't believe it. He wasn't pissed! "And...you don't mind?", I asked sheepishly.

"Nah!", he said. "To tell you the truth, it makes me horny!" I was still in disbelief, but I didn't have the balls quite yet to ask him for a better go at his feet. "By the way", he started again. "I'm bisexual." I, of course, didn't know what that meant. He must have seen the confused look in my eyes, so he explained that it meant he liked both men and women.

He looked at me as if examining me. "It's been a long time since I've been with another guy.", he said. "Have you ever had a blow job?" Now I knew what that was. I had had one a long time ago, but I was so young that it tickled me rather than pleasured me. After I told him this, he said, "Well, now it's time to let a real man take care of you." and pulled my pants down to my ankles. I had consented to this of course, but I was still a little scared. I had never been with an adult before, just with one other guy who was two years older than me. And that was against my will. But I digress.

He pulled my boxers down next and stared. I'll be the first to admit, I don't have the world's biggest dick. But he just smiled and said, "I can work with this." With that, he leaned in and took me into his mouth. It tickled at first, but I quickly got over it. This was a sensation I had never felt before! Of course, being a teenager, I had jacked off many times; but this was just amazing! He put his tongue underneath my dick as he moved his head up and down, making for a pleasant experience. He kept this up for 15 minutes, probably trying to make me cum. But I had yet to have my first orgasm, so he was wasting his time.

Finally, he let me go and looked up. "So, what'd you think?", he asked with a wide grin on his face. "It was...nice!", I said. I was still in complete shock over how it felt, so this was all I could muster. Anyway, I had other things on my mind. He seemed to be hungry for more, so I had to act fast. "Um..before you start on me again", I said. "...could I play with your feet?" He looked off to the side as if to think, a mixture of actual pondering and disappointment in his eyes. "OK", he said after a few seconds.

Now, this entire time, his heavy work boots had been on. He was about to take them off himself, but I wasn't having it. "Just lay back and relax!", I said. He shrugged and did as he was told. I had never taken off another man's shoes before, but I had read enough stories to know what to do. I started with the right one.

After I untied his laces, I grabbed the heel of his boot and pulled. It came off easily enough, revealing a foot with a white sock on that was obviously owned by a real sweater; the bottom had that brown dye they get when you sweat alot, and the area around his toes clung to his perfect appendages. I had never read how to take off a sock, so I just grabbed the toe area and pulled, which only caused them to stretch slightly. Mike patiently told me the real way; start at the top, and work your way down. After the first boot and sock were off, I copied my actions on the next foot. Now I had before me a pair of nice, smooth, red-haired man's feet! I stuck my face deep into each of them and inhaled.

AAAAAAH! I nearly died right then! Let me tell you now the difference in smell between Ken and Mike's feet; Ken's had that sweet smell, when there's enough sweat there to make an odor; and Mike's were stronger. They weren't sweet smelling, but had a stench. Nothing to drive you away, but enough to make you precum just by being in the same room! I started off by licking from his sole to his toes. He squirmed a little, but it didn't bother me now that he was awake and was consenting! After I made sure his soles were drenched in slobber, I moved on to my favorite part; his toes. I took his big toe and deep throated that bitch! I sucked it as hard as I could, relishing in the fact that I didn't have to hold back. As I did this, day turned to night, and he drifted off to sleep. Now was when I really started to have fun!

I never got off on tickling, but this night I could make an exception, since his feet were so ticklish! I had read stories were the man writing would say that he stuffed as much of his worshipee's toes in his mouth as he could, and I wanted badly to try this! But I had just entered high school, so my mouth wasn't very big yet. I could fit at least three of his smaller toes in my mouth before they'd all pop back out, which was good enough for me! I sucked, licked, and slurped to my heart's content until mom and Ken came to pick my brother and I up.

I gave Mike a kiss and the cheek and said my goodbyes, then left. But that wasn't the last foot experience I had with him, rest assured! ;)

TO BE CONTINUED