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Involving erotic foot scenes.
The surf stud was sitting on my couch with his nasty brown Nike hiking shoe on my lap, pressing his shoe into my crotch to indicate that he wanted me to remove them and rub his feet. He knows about my lust for jock shoes because we work out together and I've told him many times in the gym that I thought another dude s gymshoes were hot so he figured it out. Being a narcissist, he was amused at the thought of me at his feet. Obeying his unspoken command, I removed his shoes. My heart pounded as I untied them. This fucker was so hot. Just touching his shoes made my dick hard. He slowly pulled his hot sweaty socked feet out of his shoes while I held them and put them on my chest. At this point he put his head back, pretending not to be watching. My dick instantly responded to the feel and smell of his sweaty socks. This he acknowledged and decided to be slightly more aggressive by rubbing his smelly feet higher on my pecs to where they almost touched my face!. I told him that I his feet were very hot and that he was a stud.
Once he wore his old Birkenstock sandals over and kicked them off and put his bare feet on my chest near my face. As I obediently began rubbiif they smelled because they had been in his raunchy Birks all day, and that they must stink? He seemed proud of the fact that they might stink. He put a foot to my nose and watched me sniff it and then asked me again if it stunk. All I could say was it smelled hot. Here was this young (24) cocky surf stud intently watching me smell his feet that he said must stink. He said he wanted to cum pressing his foot against my face. I stroked his dick while he stroked mine. We both came with his feet pressed in my face.
We were at his cabin getting ready to go to the gym. We both carried things out to the car but he dropped what he was carrying and went to his car to get something else. I took this signal to get his bags and load them for him. He came back and dropped his gym shoes on the exact spot where he left his bags and announced that I had forgotten something. He then got in my car and waited for me to get out and go pick up his gym shoes and bring them to the car. I wanted very badly to smell them while he was watching. I told him it was humiliating for him to make me do that. He responded that he thought I should see it as an honor for to carry his shoes. His ego is intoxicating. I smelled his shoe while he watched. He laughed and said That s what I thought!
We worked out then went to his house to eat afterwards. I fixed dinner and cleaned his kitchen, as usual, while he talked to his friends on the phone. He came in to check on me several times while I did his chores. After serving him his favorite dinner in the living room, I sat on the floor near his feet and we ate. While we were eating he shocked me by resting his studly worn gym shoes on me like I was a foot rest or something! He repositioned himself on the couch behind me as I sat on the floor in front of him so that his legs came around me and his old smelly shoes were directly in front of my face. I couldn t help but touch them and he signaled for me to begin loosening them. I ran my hands deep into their warm depths, feeling the warm sweat on my hands for what seemed to be forever. He eventually pulled each of his smelly socked feet out of his shoes and rested them on the coffee table in front of me. Obediently, I massaged his warm socked feet, and mentioned that I could fully smell them. He just answered What?. I was forced to again say that I could smell his feet. Again he said What? This dude had me cleaning his house, cooking his food and rubbing his feet, and now he was humiliating me by making me tell him over and over that I was smelling his feet. He heard me this time but didn't move them from directly in front of my face. As I rubbed his warm feet I thanked him for letting me do so. He did not reply except to rub his socked feet against my hard cock and pecks. He likes to know that I'm aroused when he has me service him. I next was put in the familiar position of having to show appreciation for the smell of his pits. He is very conceited about the smell of his pits. He refuses to use deodorant and continually needs to know what I and others think of his current scent. He has me quickly sniff them everywhere, in the gym, at the store, anywhere. As usual, I serviced his every desire, culminating with my begging him as a stud to cum in my mouth and sucking the cum from his fuck stick.
We worked out Saturday afternoon. He wore his old worn high tops as usual. I had a hard-on as usual looking at them and smelling his pits. We then went to Gold's classic that evening. He changed from his hightops to his favorite studly, old brown hiking boots. After the competition we came to my place to eat. After he finished eating the meal I cooked for him he sat on the couch and began unlacing his boots. I asked him if I could please do it. I said You know how much I like to do that. He sat back to allow me to remove his stud boots. I knelt before him and told him how hot his boots were. He said they were his favorites and that he worked hard to get them broken in. He put his right boot on my chest. I quickly untied it and he pulled his foot out near my face while I held his boot. The smell hit me. I said Fuck, I can smell your feet from here. They smell awesome. I put my nose in his boot. He looked down at me kneeling before him smelling his feet and said What?, forcing me to repeat the statement to him with humiliation. I looked up at him and humbly repeated that his feet smelled awesome. He replied That's cool. He stretched out his legs and put his hands over his head and watched me stroke myself and worship him. I said I would beg to smell and kiss your feet. You are so hot. Again he said That's cool. I went down and held his smelly socked feet with both hands and kissed them. He began to stroke himself as I worshipped there before him. He smelled his awesome pits while he watched me smell his awesome feet.
We were on his bed getting a nap before working out. He just finished a call from a friend that trims his fingernails. He explained how the guy had given him many free trims but that he doesn't do any toenails. The cocky stud went on to say how he had forced this guy to agree to trim his toenails. Later, he allowed me to rub his feet as he talked on the phone to several friends. When he was done we went to work out.
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