by Anon
So, I’ve visited this site a lot and enjoy some of the stories posted, but so many of them are just made up or “dreams” of what could be that I figured I’d finally tell one of my many real experiences. If you guys like it great, I can post some more, if not well at least I tried to tell you something that actually happened. Compared to many of the stories on here I guess I’m luckier than most because I have several real time happenings with feet and some ever on going. But here it is, best I can remember it anyway, hope you like it.
A few years back. I moved into a 3 bedroom 3 bathroom apartment with a good friend. We had hopes that her best friend would take the 3rd bedroom but that fell through and we were now stuck paying a 3 way rent with only 2 of us. After making the first payment on our own we both agreed to hit up craigslist and find ourselves a 3rd roommate we could live with. WOW, did that ever bring out the crazies!
We had only posted for about a week and gotten so many flakey responses we were about to give up and deal with it when we finally heard from a guy. He was desperately trying to find something in our area and needed a place fast. Honestly at the time I wasn’t caring who we would find but was hoping it wouldn’t be a female as I’d feel outnumbered and out of place in my own home. But man didn’t expect to get a guy like Dave to swing by. So we called him and that night he came by to check the place out.
Dave was 21, 6’4, skater type/build, short light blond hair, and had a great sense of humor. Immediately me and I friend liked him as he was gainfully employed in the medical field and could make rent. We were only concerned because he was about 6 years young then me and 9 years younger than. Well we took a day to think about it and agreed and helped him move in the very next day.
Anyway, once he was moved in was when I really started to notice his feet. At the time when he toured our apartment I was just looking to get someone in to help pay rent. It had never occurred to me to get a good looking guy in with amazing size feet as my downstairs roomie. And oh my god how accustomed I would get to dealing with those feet nightly never would have occurred to me in my wildest dreams!
It started out innocently enough to be sure. Dave was always handsy. He’d run up behind you and give you a hug and pick you up. Lauhgingly hit you bump up against you or just pester you like that of a little brother. In fact he’d be so handsy my female friend and roomie would get annoyed and leave the room. So finally I had to step up and say something so he’d tone it down and leave her alone so I could pay only 1/3 my rent and he could keep a roof over his head.
One night when the female roomie was working the graveyard shift, I decided I would mention it when he returned from work. I was crashed out in my enormous beanbag chair playing some Halo when Dave came in from work. Now we had two couches each the same size that were just long enough to completely lay down on. They made a V pattern out from our tv so you could lie down and totally enjoy whatever was on. And there was a coffee table in the middle. Now my bean bag was so large it had to be at the end of one of the couches so I could rest my head on the cushion while playing without rearranging furniture. Anyway, Dave of course sprawled across the couch I was resting my head on where he usually would sit and started watching me.
I told him he’d have to stop bugging the other roomie as she was getting to the point of asking him to move out and he was pretty taken aback. He told me he was sorry but that was just how he was and said he’d work on it but also said he’d just have to bug me more. Well without thinking about it I said, “Dude, go nuts. Whatever it takes just stop touching her so much.”
“Really? Alright.” Was all he said and then he got quite and started to watch me again.
Within no time he kept tapping my head with his shoes and playing the part of the annoying little brother no one ever wanted.
“Dave man, stop. Besides what the hell are you shoes doing being on the couch?”
Before I even knew what happened both shoes fell on my chest and he had his sweaty white socks right up against the side of my face.
“Gross man, cut it out!”
But as I turn to yell at him he placed them both on my face. They were damp from being in his shoes all day and smelled amazing. I tried to turn away but he just smiled, laughed, and I could see him lift his foot and put it right over my nose. God they smelt good, but I didn’t want him to know that.
“Seriously man, cut it out. You just made me fall off that cliff.”
He of course was just cracking up but decided to stop. Well it wasn’t long before he would try to get away with more. First he’d push one foot up against my face periodically or wave it under my nose while I was concentrating and he thought it was hilarious I couldn’t move it away while I was playing. Finally realizing the opportunity I had right in front of me, I made him a deal.
“Jesus dude, could you be more annoying!”
“I can try,” he said with a shit eating grin.
“Look, I’m trying to get this weekly challenge for my next upgrade. Grab a controller and help. You live longer then I do I will let you keep your feet in my face through the next round. I win though and you stop bugging me and our roommate. Deal?”
“You’re on.”
Now Dave loved computer games but had a PS4 and never played Halo a day in his life. I had played a bit but still sucked. But my god he learned fast.
“Dude, you suck! Hell that was probably an 8 year old that just kicked your ass.” I of course said all this while cracking up. “The goal of the game is to stay alive and kill them, not be target practice man.”
“FUCK,” he said. “You’ve had more practice give me some time and I’ll get better. It does seem pretty cool. Ok so I won’t bug the roommate anymore but if I stay alive in this next round longer then you then you have to put up with my feet until I finish playing tonight. Deal?”
“Sure man, we both know you stand no chance.” And in all honestly I felt that way. I had considered suiciding myself to lose that bet but gave up on that when I saw how quickly he was getting killed. I didn’t think I could pull it off convincingly so pushed that thought to the back of my head. I figured there would be more opportunities to get at his feet so figured I’d watch him get creamed again and laugh it up for all it was worth. Wow, was I ever wrong.
5 seconds before next round started Dave stood up from the couch and stood right in right of me blocking my view.
“Move man, that isn’t fair!”
And before I knew it, he sat down on top of me and knocked my controller out of my hands.
“You lost,” he said with and evil smirk and turned to look at me. “Hope you like my feet all night. Now lie down on the floor so I can practice.”
“Dude I can’t play while laying down.”
“You are done playing for the night, you agreed to deal with my feet so now you get too. Lie down.”
Not knowing what to expect I lied down on my back with my head towards the tv. With a grin from ear to ear, Dave picked up the beanbag, threw it on top of me and plopped down in it. Before I had time to say anything he stretched his legs our and had both his still damp white sock clad feet right up against my face.
“Enjoy the smell roomie. We’ll see how much you laugh now being my footrest.”
“Yuck man, come on how long do I have to stay here?”
“You agreed to take it until I finish playing and that will be some time. So get comfortable because these feet are all you will see for awhile.” And with that he placed them entirely on my face covering up my eyes and laughing while he did it.
I have to admit it was awesome and way more than I ever expected. They were damp but not wet and obviously had been worn all day as I could make out the impression of his foot where the socks clung to them. They didn’t smell too strongly but strong enough that I was loving it. Of course I would occasionally try to strike up a protest so he thought I hated it. But anytime I did he would smile down and me and just place his toed area over my nose and tell me to breath.
“How you doing down there?” He’d smile and say. “This is why you never lose a bet with me.”
Anytime the games had to load or he died or won a battle he would rub his socks all over my face and play with my nose. Periodically he’d look right down at me and smile before putting his feet on my face again and laughing.
After about an hour and a half of this I could tell he was falling asleep.
“Dave, come on man. You had your fun but you are falling asleep. We both work tomorrow so let’s wrap this up.”
“Fair enough, one more round and you are free.”
As I eagerly watched the countdown timer for the last round to begin I could hear Dave chuckling. Not thinking much of it I kept my eyes on the screen. But when the game started he wasn’t moving.
“Smile big man!”
“What,” was all I said before I saw him snapping pictures of me at his feet on his phone.
“Sto..” was all I got out as he placed his socked foot over my mouth and started cracking up.
“Oh yes, this will teach you to make fun of me. And with me not able to bug the other roommate looks like you will have to fill in. You want the pictures erased? Kiss my feet and thank me.”
“Thank you Dave…”
“That’s Master Dave.” He couldn’t even get that out without laughing.
“Thank you master Dave” I kept saying as I was kissing his feet. He smiled and laughed through all of it.
“That’s right, exactly what a good footstool says. Now remove my socks and repeat.”
Kiss, kiss, “Thank you master Dave.”
“You’re welcome, take those socks with you footstool, it was a fun night. “ He then stood up and walked off downstairs to his room.
Not even thinking about why he made me take his socks I straightened up the living room and went upstairs to my room. I logged into face book and was chatting with friends before I zonked out when Dave messaged me.
“That was awesome, we will definitely do that again whenever I want. And I have so many more ideas…LMAO”
“I’m never betting you again dude, once was enough. You are cruel and vindictive though so I know to watch my back and stay on your good side…lol”
“Cute, you think you have a choice”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
He then attached a bunch of photos he snapped
“You said you’d erase those!”
“I never said that, but if you don’t want these all over facebook then you are going to do a lot more then be my footrest…â?º”
“Dave seriously. You had your fun call it good.”
“â?º. I’m going to love being your roommate. 11 more months to go. And I almost forgot, remember to sleep with my socks on your pillow tonight. I want you getting used to the smell of your new master. Don’t worry though, I’ll give you fresh ones tomorrow. LMAO!”
It all started so innocently, never could I imagine how far he’d take it. Looking back all these years later I’m still servicing him when he wants and he expects it. I had no idea then the path that one night would take me on. I’ll share more if you liked it. Thanks
