The Kinky Ones

Chris walked towards the edge and dived once more into the pool. He loved returning home in the summer. Most people when they got to college found it a chore to chore to visit their parents. He loved it though, daydreaming about it even.

Once Chris reached the surface he saw his dad, Isaac eating breakfast in the kitchen. He noticed how the man was barefoot, having left his shoes disregarded on the floor beneath him like he’d been instructed too. Ever since he could remember, his dad’s feet had always caught his attention so he allowed himself to enjoy the view for awhile before getting out of the pool.

Chris walked inside the kitchen with a towel around his shoulders intentionally leaving large, wet footprints across the kitchen’s floor. “Morning,” Chris greeted his dad, wrapping a wet arm around the man’s shoulder. “Sleep well?” He asked, sitting down on one of the kitchen’s high chairs with a bowel of cereal on his lap.

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‘Here already. Plane landed earlier’, Luke texted his older brother who seemed to be at work given the empty house. ‘Digging the new TV btw’ He added and attached to it there was a photo of the new television set in which he had his bare feet propped up on Isaac’s coffee table. In all honesty he only noticed his feet after sending the text, but he knew Isaac was gonna think he did it on purpose. Nevertheless picturing his older brother all worked up during an inappropriate moment was quite pleasing, and it was a very Luke thing for him to do. ‘Oops, sorry bout that. Didn’t mean to distract you ;)’.

Harry’s feet were so sexy and big. Ben shivered hard as he just ravished them with his tongue. “God, you got to not wear socks more often. Your feet taste so good.” He groaned, moving his feet against Harry’s crotch as he licked from his heels to his toes. He wanted his foot covered in saliva so now, he was going to get his foot soaked before he moved to the second one. 

A shiver went down Harry’s body as he felt Ben’s tongue run all the way up his large sole. It also didn’t help that he could feel his cock pumping out precum. His hands reached down and undid his jeans letting out a very large erection that his briefs couldn’t begin to cover. As his cock continued to throb, Harry returned his face to Ben’s feet. “As long as I can get you to do this again, I’ll do anything,” He said.

Ben couldn’t stop looking as he watched the other. He watched Harry do the same thing, bringing his foot to his face. The stubble made Ben shiver harder than he’s ever felt. “Yeah?” He smirked, eyes fluttering shut as he felt the warm mouth around his toes and moaned. “Oh fuck,” he muttered, wiggling his toes in the man’s mouth. “Mmm,” he muttered, taking Harry’s big toe in his mouth and sucked like it was his dick. He moaned at the sweaty taste, bringing Harry’s foot closer and started licking between each toe hungrily, getting every bit of sweat. 

Harry couldn’t even believe what was happening. It felt like something out of one of his most vivid wet dreams. He moaned as he felt Ben’s tongue slide between his toes. Harry focused on Ben for a second, watching him hungrily worship his large feet, practically claiming them as his. “Fuck that’s it, keep going...” Harry spoke letting Ben’s feet rest against his crotch so he could start dry humping against them. “Fuck Ben, I’m so hard...”

Ben moaned softly as he felt the man’s thumb press into his foot. He nodded slowly, completely gone the second Harry put his feet into his lap. It was almost immediate. His body shivered, reaching out for one of Harry’s feet. “Fuck, I can smell them from here.” He zoned on, hypnotized by his friend’s perfect feet. He’s been fantasizing about them forever and here he was, finally having them. He raised one foot to his nose and took a long whiff, moaning softly. “Fuck, Harry,” he growled, sticking his nose between his big toe and next one and sniffed, in his own complete world. 

Harry watched with curiosity to see how Ben handled having his feet on his lap. The increasingly mesmerized look on the other’s face made it pretty clear he had no intention to resist. The feeling of Ben’s breath against his foot as he buried his nose in between his toes was enough to make Harry explode, though he managed to contain himself. As a way of retaliating, Harry brought Ben’s foot near his face, letting his nose and short stubble brush against the large sole. “I’ve wanted this for so long, man...” He confessed before running his tongue up the length of the foot and capturing a few of Ben’s toes with his mouth.

Harry was sexy and Ben has his eyes on him for a while. “You sure? You can stare.” He moved his feet into the man’s lap, leaning forward and running his fingers through Harry’s hair. He did it to soothe the man but also keep his eyes on his feet as he curled and flexed his toes. “Can’t resist them, can you? Yours has the same effect on me, man.”

“Fuck, Ben...” Harry muttered, feeling his willpower diminish by the second. His hands reached forward almost instinctively, letting his thumbs dig into the foot. He’d began to raise the foot to his face when Ben spoke again. “Really?” Harry asked as he began kicking off his shoes. He had gone without socks so his feet felt a bit sweaty.  “Well two can play this game then,” He announced placing his feet on his friend’s lap, intentionally pressing them against Ben’s crotch.

“You really must like them, huh?” Ben teased the man as he wiggled his toes that were on the table. “You keep staring every time I put them up.” He was getting cock, something he tends to be when someone stares at him. “You can have them. I love it when my toes are sucked. I may even return the favor.” 

For the past few minutes Harry had found himself staring at his friend’s bare feet. They left him in a sort of trance-like state where he’d even forget where he was. Ben’s voice however, managed to get his attention again. “What?” Harry replied, coughing awkwardly. “No man, I wasn’t... I was just...” He wasn’t sure if Ben was fucking with him or not, so he figured he’d just deny it. “I don’t know...”

Jamie was gorgeous and had a nice personality. Also young. Everything George liked plowing into him. “Yep, all to ourselves…” He hummed, settling on the couch at Jamie’s feet where he started rubbing them. “My only plans are to stay home and see how many times you can cum in a day. Also to try to break that record each day.”

Jamie let out a sigh once George’s fingers found his feet again. “Why don’t we start now?” He suggested, smirking as he undid his belt. His fingers fiddled with the jeans button before undoing it as well. The head Jamie’s cock began to poke out of his jeans. “Figured I’d go commando today,” He said, letting his thumb brush against his cock, before wrapping his fingers around his length. As he began playing with himself, Jamie lifted one foot pressing his toes against the older man’s lips. “Fuck I’ve missed you.”

When he wasn’t yelled out of the shower by his uncle and rather pushed back against in a request to keep going he eagerly began tongue fucking him. Jesse moaned as he tasted his uncle and reached around to pull him flush against him, motorboating his cheeks more or less. Pulling away he chuckled, kissing his ass cheek before biting it. “Why would I? You keep running off to shower before I can reap the benefits of making you sweat. It’s like washing a cast iron skillet right after use…you don’t do that.”

Gabriel’s cock began to pulsate from the lack of attention, but he forced himself to ignore it. If he could do the same for the sensations around his hole he would, but Jesse was working him way too good. A half moan escaped his lips as he felt his nephew bite his round ass cheek. 

Gabriel managed to turn around the moment the other began speaking and lowered himself to meet him. “Listen Jesse,” he began, placing a large hand over the side other’s neck, so he could pull his face slightly against his. “I only do it because I don’t want... Because we shouldn’t be this close,” he admitted with a hint of sadness, eyes locked on the other’s. He knew each time they were together it was increasingly difficult to keep feelings at bay.

Jesse worked his uncle’s foot over like it was the last foot on earth. He loved the masculine wrinkles and licked between each toe, groaning as he savored every taste. Now though as they were taken away he pouted. It was always something when he wanted to worship Gabriel’s feet. Always had to be somewhere else. 

It was nice to get the I love you back but he wasn’t sure how it was meant. He meant it both as a nephew and a lover who might actually have fallen for him…this was a confusing bundle of feelings.  “Okay, Uncle Gabe.” He muttered, draping himself over the bed and wiggling his ass as he made the call. They said it would be about 15 minutes so he realized he had time to kill. 

Jesse snuck off into the bathroom and watched his uncle shower a moment before sneaking in behind him and kneeling down. Before he could notice Jesse spread those cheeks and began eating him out under the water, humming.

Gabriel let out a satisfied breath the moment the hot water began running down his naked body. It was suppose to be quick shower but it felt too nice to leave yet. The man closed his eyes and allowed himself to lean against the wall with one arm as the water washed away the sweat. He had mistakenly left his back to the door so he neither saw nor heard his nephew enter the bathroom. The sudden sensation behind him startled him slightly before realizing what it was. Gabriel meant to protest but before he could, the man felt Jesse’s tongue on him again. “What? J-Jesse... Ugh fuck...” he cursed, giving in to the pleasure by slightly pushing himself against the other. Inevitably his cock began to harden once more and breathing became heavy. He reached with one arm to gently caress the other’s scalp, letting his fingers play with the hunk’s curls. “Fuck kid, you don't give this old man a break, do you?”

Jesse couldn’t believe just how hot this was. Being fucked like this, nice and hard, tasting his uncle’s finger nice and long, and just everything about it was why he went on these trips. As he was kissed and felt Gabe cumming into his hole. He wanted to keep it there as long as he could. It was a confirmation…a noticeable sign that he was wanted.

He laughed a bit as Gabriel hung up on his boss. Feeling his wet cock pull from his hole and watching the stubbled face of his uncle move down to wrap his lips around his cock made Jesse groan. As good as he was with his cock Gabriel was phenomenal with his mouth. In no time he came into his mouth, moaning loudly with every swipe of his tongue until he spilled down his throat.

When Gabe got up to lay next to him he turned to kiss down his chest, sucking each of his nipples before grinning up to him. He then moved down, his mouth not finished with Gabe’s taste yet. He reached his feet and lifted it up to suck each toe, humming at the taste. “I love you so much Uncle Gabe.” He muttered as he licked up from his heel to nibble down the side.

Gabriel sighed blissfully as Jesse worked his way down his body. He placed his hands behind his head and silently watched his nephew lift his large foot up to his face. It didn’t take long to feel the soft tongue brush against his toes. The older man was quite acquainted with the other’s fixation for his feet, even before they had slept together. More often than not, he would kick his shoes off just to mess with Jesse. 

“I love you too, kid,” the man replied in rough but caring sort of way. “And now I’ll have to shower again,” he told Jesse a bit more sternly as he pulled his legs back much to the other’s displeasure.

“Order yourself some breakfast alright?” Gabriel said, lifting himself up and planting a kiss on top of the other’s head. With that, the business man made his way to the suite’s large bathroom and began showering, leaving the young hunk in bed.