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Grandpa's Sweaty Feet
by That's Cookie

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All throughout my life I have always noticed that the older men in my family had big feet with the biggest being claimed by my grandpa.

He had a big gray mustache and fully gray head of hair that was slightly balding. A quirk of his giant soles were how sweaty they were. They always glistened with just the right amount of sweat making his big white soles shine like the sun. My grandpa is an investment banker so he is normally in a suit 24/7 making his soles stick out more when he is at home barefoot.

I always had this infatuation to touch feet and this experience with my grandfather heightened it to the maximum level. This occurred around the age of 14 for me, he was around 67. I only recently started releasing myself to men’s feet and my grandpa’s soles made me especially aroused. I always stared at them from the couch but this time I mustered up the courage to ask him to let me touch his feet. It was just me and grandpa in the house today so I took the opportunity. I said to him “Grandpa, your feet look tired, can I give you a massage?” , “Well sure thing kiddo. They're pretty smelly since I've just gotten back from the office. I hope you don't mind too much. Unless you like that kind of thing?” he chuckled. I grew red and immediately stopped breathing. He noticed the change in my demeanor and started rubbing his soles together with a grin.

“Hey kiddo, if you’re into my feet I won’t be angry.” I slowly started turning my head away and that made him snap.

“You’re a  footfaggot aren’t you. I’ve seen that look before from one of my old colleagues. They told me in private that my big feet made them mesmerized. You know what I told them after that kiddo?”. I scaredly replied “What?”.

“Since you want these feet you’re officially going to give me everything you own. Believe it or not he complied and became my footbitch for a whole year before I moved for a new job.”

My grandpa was heartily laughing and wiggled his toes a bit. He then looked me dead in the eyes with an sullen look “Get over here and worship my feet you pathetic footboy. You will not refer to me as grandpa anymore but SIR! Do I make myself clear?” I accepted my fate “YES SIR!”. “Start by rubbing my feet, they ache from all the meetings I’ve had today.” I got straight to his feet and rubbed for what felt like almost 30 minutes before he said anything  “I understand you’re new to this but you should know how to massage my feet better kiddo.” Grandpa then put his feet on his suitcase and looked at me as if I needed to do something. “I’m your grandpa and you’re the footfaggot serving me. Hop to it and start sniffing my soles, I want to know how badly you want to taste them.” I immediately jumped at the opportunity and dug my nose deep into my grandpa’s soles. I sniffed up and down his soles savoring his stench. The closer I got to the toes the more pungent they were.

My grandpa was thoroughly smiling now “Hah attaboy, you make a good footfaggot for grandpa’s feet. Keep sniffing and I might let you lick my feet clean boy!”, he heartily laughed. His dominant laughter and commanding voice made me even more submissive to his feet. I’m at the place I belong, my grandpa’s, no, my Sir’s powerful feet. 

After sniffing through his toes he slapped my face with his foot “Kiddo, I think it’s time you worship grandpa’s feet completely. Start licking my feet from the heel to the toe. Be a good footfaggot for grandpa and get on em boy.”

I licked my grandpa’s manly feet taking long licks from the heel to the toe before fully devouring his toes. The flavor was so salty and savory. I don’t think I could get a better meal even in a 3-star michelin restaurant. My grandpa was smirking and gazing down at me “Never thought my grandson would be a footfaggot but here we are, I guess this is your place in life. Licking grandpa’s manly soles like the worthless footboy you are. How’s a real man’s feet taste? I’m going to have you worship my feet regularly boy so keep licking that sweat off.”

I continued to worship his feet until I heard the doorbell ring for my parents to take me home.

(more stories of my grandpa’s feet coming soon)