You never really considered yourself a foot fetishist before, but you just couldn't ignore the opportunity presented to you. You knew from common memory that your dad's feet were large and masculine, yet had a pleasingly puffy softness. You also guessed they'd be a little moist due to the warmth of the garage. Your father's plain white shirt had stains of sweat in the pits and the middle of the belly.
His socks were ever so slightly yellowed around the points of pressure.
Thoughts you'd never had before were flooding your mind with a desire to see his bare feet. And to play with them however you wanted.
You aimed the remote at yourself and clicked. Your name and info appeared on its little screen. Scrolling down the menu, you found an item for custom settings. Selecting that opened a text box where you could freely type anything you wanted.
Obviously, you could do anything you could possibly conceive, but first you wanted to start small:
Ben has free-use of his father's feet
[ENTER]
The fact you wrote about yourself appeared on your info page.
Nothing immediately noticeable changed, which was understandable given the change was -- all things considered -- a small one.
So you knelt down onto the cool garage concrete floor, directly in front of your dad's big right foot.
Slowly and awkwardly reaching forward, you gripped the elastic band of his sock around the ankle and proceeded to pull it downward. The moistness of his foot caused the sock to peel noisily as it was removed.
A second later, the last bit of the sock popped off your dad's big toe, and his entire foot was revealed to you.
Being so close to it, the smell of the sweaty gripper reached your nose.
"Oh fuck," you moaned quietly, your cock throbbing in your pjs.
"Ah, the real reason why you joined me in here, haha," your dad chuckled, stopping his work momentarily so he could flutter his toes in front of your face.
You smiled in return. "You don't mind me playing around with your feet while you work?"
"Of course I don't mind, champ. You know you can do whatever you want with 'em."
His nonchalance made the situation even hotter to you.
You placed the remote down on the floor next to you. You then lifted his big heavy foot by the heel with your left hand, then used the right to caress the top of it. Sliding your right hand up to his cool moist toes, you squeezed each one individually, from big to small, then began stroking his entire foot like a wide flat cock.
You just loved how it felt in your hands. It was so strong and yet so plush. He occasionally flexed it from the sensations of your play.
Over the course of several minutes, you would every once in a while look up at your dad while massaging his foot, making sure what you were doing was okay. Sometimes he would meet your gaze and give you a smile -- with a twinkle in his eye that dared you to go further -- before returning his attention to his truck.
How you wanted to go further, too.
You were getting drunk off the sweaty musk of his big fat foot. It made your mouth water. Your cock-tent had a big glob of pre on the tip of it. Your thick teat-like nipples each had a small bead of milk leaking out of them.
Time for the next step.
Lowering yourself as far as you comfortably could, you leaned downward whilst lifting his foot more. You opened your mouth and lolled out your tongue like a thirsty dog.
Suddenly, you felt and tasted the underside of your dad's big toe on your tongue. Your eyes rolled back as you slid it into your mouth.
Your cheeks inverted as you sucked inward, and after a few blissful seconds, you noisily popped the big toe from your mouth and panted.
You hungrily did it again... then again.
Before long, you were holding his large powerful foot in both hands and bobbing your head up and down as you sucked his big toe like a small cock.
"There we go, haha!" your dad laughed, looking down at you with approval as he roughly twisted some mechanical part under the truck.
As glazed over with lust as your eyes were, you could still make out the large erection that was growing in your dad's shorts. It seems he was really enjoying the special treatment. He reached down with one hand and shoved his growing schlong into one of the pant legs of his gym shorts.
It allowed you to see it.
In the opening between the loose slick fabric and his hairy thigh, you caught sight of your father's plump fat purplish cockhead. It had a drop of pre oozing from its slit, and throbbed when you sucked his toe particularly hard.
You were getting close to orgasm.
You couldn't believe how wild sucking your own dad's big toe was driving you, and seeing him gain pleasure from it made you all the more ravenous.
You gripped his foot tightly and violently pumped your face up and down, slurping and slobbering all over his big sweaty trotter.
Staring at your dad's exposed cock, and feeling your own rock-hard and about to blow in your bottoms, you realized something...
You wanted more!
What did you decide to do next?
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