by Nachoman
Part 1: The Mall [THE PERFECT PLAN]
I’m your average gay guy who loves feet. I love bare feet, bare ankles, no show socks, and shoes like Toms and Sperry’s that require people to be barefoot. I love feet and I always have. But, NO ONE knows about it. It’s a secret I have been harboring for MANY years. It wasn’t until I was 21 where someone found out and that someone happened to be the perfect person to find out. This is the story of when my best friend Trevor found out about my foot fetish.
I didn’t have many straight guy friends growing up because most guys are afraid to have a gay friend. However, Trevor was different. I met him in college and we became fast friends. He treated me like a normal dude and my sexuality didn’t matter to him. We are still really good friends to this day. Something you should know about Trevor also, HE IS GORGEOUS. Trevor is half Mexican, beautiful tanned skin but almost white, curly dark brown hair, gorgeous hazel eyes, he was just shy of six foot, and he had amazing size 12 feet.
Trevor and I would hang out in college all the time but he was one of those guys who never went barefoot. I was always dying to see his beautiful feel. I just had this feeling in my soul that his feet would be magnificent and I needed to see them SO BAD. I kept creating situations that would call for him to take off his damn socks to no success. I stayed at in his dorm a couple of nights every now and again and he slept with SOCKS ON! Are YOU KIDDING ME? I eventually gave up and just thought of the perfection of his toes in my imagination.
Later on Trevor asked me to go shopping with him to amp up his wardrobe. He wasn’t terrible at dressing himself but I had the eye for some pieces that would make him stand out with the ladies. We went to the mall on Friday afternoon. I had no idea that later that night he would be finding out my big secret.
We passed by a shoe store in the mall and I told him that we should stop in. I myself was looking for shoes at the time and I wasn’t even thinking about Trevor. We head into the store and peruse a little bit. Nothing was peaking my interest at this point and Trevor has gone over to a different section of the store.
I was passing by the TOMS shoes and begin fantasying about seeing beautiful men in these TOMS. While lost in thought, the store clerk passes next to me and says “Sorry sir, I’m grabbing a size for another customer.” I broke from my dream like state and the cashier grabbed a size 13. In my mind I was thinking, “Woah are those for a guy or a girl?” I didn’t think TOMS were that popular with guys, I had my own pair though. Just as I had that thought, I had a devious thought about Trevor. I could get him to put on a pair of TOMS and I would finally see the feet I had been dreaming of.
In my mind, I panicked. I didn’t think it was a good idea, I shouldn’t take advantage of him right now. But then I thought “when am I going to have a better time than this moment?” I am picking out clothes for him, this is the perfect excuse and who knows maybe he’ll actually buy these and wear them all the time. Without a second thought, I ripped a pair of size 12 off the shelf and hurried over to Trevor.
I saw Trevor in the distance and my heart was racing. I was about to see my friend’s feet in all their glory. We had been friends for over 2 years and I was dying for this moment. I had to play it cool though and stay focused. I saw him at the end of the aisle and it was show time. I was ready.
“Trevor! I want you to try on these shoes.” I held of the box right at his stomach level. Trevor looked at the shoebox for a second.
“TOMS?” he questioned, “Are these the shoes that when you buy one another pair goes to those kids in Africa?”
“Yes”, I responded, “But more importantly, they are super trendy right now and lord knows you need some trend right now.”
Trevor looked at the box for a second and he seemed dismissive. “I really don’t need new shoes right now.” He attempted to hand the box back to me. I began to panic, I wasn’t going to lose my chance, not now.
“This day is about helping your wardrobe Trevor. You’re going to try on these shoes.” I was almost shocked at how demanding I sounded. I never had this much confidence about seeing Trevor’s feet before. I knew I wanted it badly. Trevor looked a little apprehensive for a second and I knew I had to keep going.
“FINE.” I stated ripping the box out of his hand, “Maybe you don’t need my advice after all.” I began to walk away and I heard Trevor say,
“Wait. You’re right. I should try on the shoes. I may love them.” My heart dropped. JACKPOT. I did it. I turned around and tried to hide my massive smile. This was it. My moment. I was going to see Trevor’s feet.
Trevor took the box from my hand and sat down on the bench in the middle of the aisle. I stood there like a giddy school boy at Christmas. Trevor took off his sneakers to reveal his beautiful black socked feet. Even the black socks began to get me and I felt myself getting semi-hard. Trevor then pulled out the TOMS shoe and attempted to put it on fully socked. In my mind, I thought “For fuck’s sake…”
“Trevor. You don’t wear TOMS with socks you dummy.” I said without even thinking. Trevor looked up at me and gave me that “whatever look”. He set the shoe down and placed his thumb on the inside of his sock. He slowly pushed his hand down and slid his sock off. I saw the bottom of his heel and almost died. Then I saw the arch of his foot and almost died. And then the stunning moment was the amazing slightly tanned, perfect toes. Trevor had perfectly cut nails. A stunning set with no weird nails or strange crookedness. He set his foot on the ground and it lay perfectly from heel to toes. It was everything I had hoped for a more. I felt myself getting harder and very rapidly. Suddenly Trevor had his sock in his hand and he threw it at my face.
“Hold that for me bud.” The sock landed so effortlessly into my hand. Trevor had not realized what he had done to my heart and I didn’t say a word as I just stayed glued to his foot and clutched his sock with every fiber of my being. Without hesitation, Trevor removed his other sock to reveal the same glory of left foot. Just the right amount of hair, perfect nails, stunning toes. I was nearly fully erect at this moment. Trevor tossed the other sock at me and I nearly missed catching it as I was entranced by his bare feet on the floor.
Trevor tried on the shoes, and damn he looked mighty fine in his TOMS. His ankles looked amazing and the top of his foot was stunning. More foot that I was ever used to seeing. All I could think about was his bare feet though. His stunning feet, everything I had dreamt about. The next moments were a blur and I replayed every moment. I wanted to touch myself but I couldn’t in the middle of a shoe store. I just soaked in every moment. Trevor broke my trance by saying,
“Ehhh. These aren’t for me. I don’t like them. What do you think?” I could barely come up with words. I responded…
“Oh I love them. But TOMS aren’t for everyone, I know.” Trevor thought about it for a second and posed his ankles in the mirror.
“Ehh, I’m not going to get them”. I felt a huge wave of bummer cloud my brain but I was quickly reeled back by Trevor taking off the TOMS and putting his feet on the ground. He wiggled his toes for a second and brushed off the bottom of his left foot. I was so entranced by his foot play I almost missed Trevor extend out his arm and hand.
“Socks please”. Trevor stated. I was almost reluctant to give them up but I knew I couldn’t push my luck. I threw them back to him quickly as if I was annoyed I had to hold them, when truthfully I loved every moment. I quickly turned around and sniffed my hands while Trevor was distracted. They smelled so perfect and they were all mine. I got to see Trevor’s feet today and I felt so blessed in this moment. I was still fairly hard and I just began to water at the mouth in anticipation of being able to jack off later to the moment.
Trevor put his shoes back on and we left the store and continued shopping. I was beaming with energy not even realizing how this night was about to turn.
Part 2: Trevor’s Dorm Room [THE REVEAL]
We head back to Trevor’s dorm room apartment and I still thinking about our shopping trip to the shoe store. I was so happy and elated at my work as an undercover foot fetish fanatic. I didn’t love Trevor’s apartment but he had two boy roommates so I figured my foot luck could continue with his roommates. Trevor opens the apartment and I see his roommates are gone. I was shocked, they were always at his place.
“Where are your roommates?” I asked.
“They are both gone this weekend. Connor is on some kind of retreat for school and Steven went home to visit his girlfriend.” Trevor answered. I was happy to have the place to ourselves but also bummed I missed out on Steven and Connor’s feet. Steven had better feet that Connor but I would have liked seeing either.
“Wanna stay the night? We could drink a little!” Trevor asked. He was asking because I was 21 and he was only 20 so I would need to provide the alcohol. I laughed and said, “Why not?”
I didn’t think about it at the time but I really wanted to go back to my place and jack off to Trevor’s feet and replay our moment in the store on repeat. I figured it would be okay to wait and I calmed myself down.
The night continued as planned. I got some booze from my apartment, we played some video games, all seemed normal. Trevor and I concluded the night by just chatting on my pull out guest bed in the living room.
“Thanks for making me sleep out here instead of in the same bed as you, you bitch” I joked. Trevor laughed and stated, “Listen, my bed isn’t big enough for two but you would be my first call.” I laughed knowing that wasn’t true. Trevor and I were great friends but I never dared crossed into anything sexual with him, I didn’t even joke about it. I was scared he would hate me or get weirded out and never talk to me again. I think he knew I was attracted to him but since I never brought it up, I don’t think he cared.
We talked some more and Trevor excused himself to brush his teeth. I began setting up the sheets Trevor had picked out for me on my oh-so-comfy pull out couch. Trevor then came out from his teeth brushing and he plopped on my bed. Trevor was just wearing his lock black socks from earlier. I stared at them intently and remembered how great the shoe store moment was earlier. I began to have sneaky thoughts.
“Eww.” I stated pointing at his socks.
“What?” Trevor said as he stuck out his arms.
“You’ve been wearing those all day, get those off of my clean sheets.” I knew it was the perfect excuse and I figured he would sit up and move to the loveseat right next to the couch. What he did caught me off guard. Trevor reached down and put his thumb in the top of his sock. I began to have my heart race, TWICE IN ONE DAY? WHAT? I WAITED TWO YEARS and this is happening again?! Trevor pulled off both of his black socks to reveal his marvelous feet once again. I could hardly contain my joy and I just starred directly at his amazing toes once again. This truly was my lucky day.
Trevor tossed a controller my way and demanded a rematch from an earlier game. I agreed quickly and I continued to be enraptured by his feet. They were truly spectacular.
The rematch was good for me. I kept bouncing between Trevor’s feet and the game. I clearly was more interested in his feet and I would watch Trevor flex his feet every now and again. I felt myself getting harder and harder. I was so distracted I ended up losing the rematch. Trevor was happy and he exclaimed that he needed to document this moment. He whipped out his phone and took a snap out the TV. He continued to play on his phone and I just took a long gaze at his feet. I was lost in thought and I just continue to stare. I knew I shouldn’t have been staring so long but I just couldn’t look away. I was about to pull away my glance knowing I had been looking a long time when I heard Trevor break the silence.
“Why are you staring at my feet?” Trevor sounded puzzled. I felt my heart drop out into my stomach and I felt the color leaving my face. BUSTED. HE SAW ME STARING RIGHT AT HIS FEET. I began to panic and I knew I had to come up with a good lie and quick.
“Whaa-wha-wha?” I began to stutter on my words, “I wasn’t. I was just zoning out, I am sort of tired.” I began to panic, I was lying, and I knew I would just continue to DENY DENY DENY no matter what. I began to breath kind of heavily. I was PANICKING.
“Dude, you were looking directly at my feet for a good thirty seconds” Trevor snapped back. Omg, I was drowning. I didn’t know what to do. I felt my heart racing. I just froze. I had never been confronted like this before.
“Why were you looking at my feet?” Trevor stated in an almost demanding tone. I started to sweat, I didn’t know how to get out of this one, just deny? Or do I make up a lie? I couldn’t process fast enough. If I told Trevor the truth, he would be so weirded out. He may never talk to me again. This was all spiraling so fast.
“Look at me.” I couldn’t believe it. I felt so shameful. I didn’t want to look. Was he mad? Was he upset?
“Look at me.” He stated again. I felt myself get a little teary eyed. I was so ashamed. I was humiliated.
I felt Trevor’s hand touch the bottom of my chin and lift it up to have me look at him. I opened my eyes and he was looking directly into mine. I couldn’t keep it up, I knew I had lost. Trevor looked so beautiful, and he looked so genuinely into my soul. I tried to speak but I couldn’t.
“Do you have a foot fetish or something?” I gave up everything I had. I closed my eyes and whimpered a bit. I shook my head yes, not knowing what else to do. I covered my face with my hand and went into an open sob. I may have just ruined my friendship over with Trevor over his damn gorgeous feet. I felt so stupid. I knew I was looking for just too long. How did the perfect moment today suddenly become the worst moment ever?
I then felt Trevor slide up and put his arms around me. I kept my face covered and Trevor started rubbing my back. “Omg, dude calm down. It’s not like you killed someone.” Trevor held me and I felt so safe but so ashamed all at once. I still hadn’t said anything, I was still so embarrassed. My straight friend knew my deepest secret ever. Not even my old boyfriends knew. I felt so hallow. It was explainable.
Trevor let go of the embrace and pulled out a tissue and gave it to me. I wiped away my tears and I was still scared to look at Trevor. I calmed down for a second and met his glance again. I saw Trevor look concerned, he knew I was upset. He cleared his throat.
“Look dude. Tons of straight guys like women’s boobs. They stare all the time and they never get in trouble. You like feet, same deal! It doesn’t matter.” Trevor stated. I knew he was trying to make me feel better but I still felt pretty sad.
“I’ve never told anyone.” I stated quietly. “I don’t want you to hate me.” Trevor sat upright.
“Hate you?!” Trevor gasped and started laughing. “Why? Because you like my feet?! You are crazy! I don’t hate you at all dude.” Trevor tried to relieve the situation. I don’t think he was understanding how big of a deal this was. I kept my secret for so long and it felt so weird someone knew about it. Trevor and I stayed up for a bit longer and he asked me a couple of questions about it. It was just general talk and I began to calm down a bit. It strangely felt kind of comforting to talk to someone about it so openly. Trevor then stood up and stated that he was off to bed. I still felt dismayed by everything.
“I appreciate you telling me” Trevor continued.
“You forced it out of me so thank yourself.” I snapped. Trevor laughed for a second.
“Well, look at my ass or look at my feet, it don’t make a difference. You are still my homeboy for life, okay?” Trevor put his hand on my back.
“Okay”. I stated still defeated. Trevor awkwardly patted my back and I left the room. I still felt a little gross about revealing my secret but I did get to see Trevor’s feet so that was worth all of it? Truth is, I didn’t think so. However, the next day would truly prove to be all worth it the pain and the embarrassment. I was going to be doing a lot more with Trevor’s feet that I ever thought possible.
Part 3: The Next Morning, Trevor’s Dorm Room [THE ADVANTAGE]
I awoke to the sound of Trevor’s coffee pot in action. I looked over and rubbed my eyes for a second and pulled out my phone to see the time was 10:41am.
“Omg, we slept so late” I said in a groggy voice.
“Hell yeah we did! Thank god to for weekend” Trevor exclaimed. He finished up his coffee and came over the living room to sit in the love seat. Trevor was wearing his slippers with no socks. This was a look I had never seen him wear before. I thought to myself “oh god what is he trying to do?” I felt sort of uncomfortable knowing that he knew. He was clearly trying to peak my arousal.
“So what are we going to do today?” Trevor stated.
“Well, I’m going to go home and get some—“ I began but Trevor cut me off.
“Oh no you don’t. My roommates are gone, we have this place to ourselves, this never happens. Let’s hangout! You don’t want to go back to all your roommates do you?” Trevor stated as he stirred his coffee. I knew he was right but I just kind of wanted to get out of there for a second and decompress after last night.
“Yeah, whatever, we can hang for a bit.” I stated still lying in bed.
“Sweetness” Trevor stated in a signing tone. He then scooted the love seat closer the bed and I heard him doing something with his slippers. I look over for a second and I watch him take off this slippers and place his bare feet on the edge of the bed directly in my sightline. I saw the bottoms of his crossed bare feet and they were just as magnificent as the tops. I began to stare at them for a second and then I realized what Trevor was up to and to so I turned around so I wasn’t facing him. Maybe I should leave, this might not be a great idea. I am playing on my phone for a second when I hear Trevor say, “OH SHIT!”
I turned around to see Trevor staring at his phone. His feet were still in my eye line and I couldn’t help but glance at them.
“I forgot I have an intermural game at 11:30! And it’s on the other side of campus!” Trevor said in a panic. Trevor and I both knew we had to get a move on. Trevor was the star player on his intermural Lacrosse team and there was no way he was going to make it across campus without me. Trevor and I both quickly got changed and we quickly scrambled to get all of his gear on.
We hurried out the door after getting all dressed and headed to the game. I drove and we made it with a few minutes to spare and I stuck around to watch the game. I thought for a second how this was my one chance to escape and get some alone time to decompress away from Trevor but, I felt bad abandoning him at the game. I looked around in my bag and realized my apartment key was still at Trevor’s. I wondered if fate was playing a factor in all of this or I am just that unlucky after last night. I decided to stay and Trevor’s team ended up winning the match. We then drove back to his place.
“Hell yeah still unstoppable!” Trevor exclaimed walking into his apartment.
“You all were on fire out there!” I stated. I followed Trevor back to his room and he plopped himself onto his bed and I sat at his desk.
“Sorry to make you rush out like that, I feel bad.” Trevor said. I shrugged my shoulders, I didn’t really care. I just sat there on my phone and I started thinking about lunch. Trevor also played on his phone and we didn’t talk too much. I noticed Trevor kept glancing over at me seeing what I was up to and I decided not to respond.
Trevor cleared his throat and he began to stutter a bit, “Gosh, you know. My feet kind of hurt from the game, would you mind massaging them for a second?” I felt a record skip play in my mind. What did this bitch just say to me? I knew I wanted to touch his feet with every fiber of my being but I was not about to go down this slippery slope with Trevor.
“Cool. Good luck with that.” I stated sarcastically not breaking contact with my phone.
“Aww come on man, I could use a good foot rub.” Trevor began taking off his cleats and his stench black socked foot began filling the room. In my heart, I wanted to run over there and savor every moment. In my head though, I kept telling myself not to. I was so conflicted on what I wanted. I could feel Trevor looking at me and I looked at him for a second. He looked at my with a devilish smirk. It was kind of sexy but I didn’t want to bother. I continued to ignore him. I didn’t want to cross that line with him.
“Sorry pal. Get a girlfriend.” I felt my heart die a little knowing I wanted nothing more than to touch those feet and savor every moment.
“Well, fine then.” Trevor stated. I began to think I had made a mistake for a second but then I figured it was best to not cross that line with my straight friend. Trevor got out of his bed and headed to the door. I watched him grab my car keys off the top of his bookshelf and he opened his door and he threw my keys into the hallway of his apartment. He then quickly closed the door and locked it from behind. I began to freak out, Trevor was acting so weird.
“Umm what the fuck dude?! I can just start screaming help if I wanted to.” I said trying to be sassy. I looked at the door and Trevor had a smug look on his face. He slowly began approaching me.
“You’re not going to do that.” Trevor then got in front of the desk chair I was sitting in and he bent down so our faces could meet. I cleared my throat, what was happening?
“You are going to rub my feet just like you were told.” Trevor had a slight authoritative sound his voice and it made me kind of weak for a second. I began giving into my heart’s desires. I wanted his feet so badly but I didn’t know is this was a good idea.
“Go to the foot on my bed. Now.” Trevor said “now” with extra authoritative prowess. I felt my body respond without any question. I stood up and went directly to the foot of his bed without even thinking. What was happening to me? Was I in a trance? Was this a dream?
I got down on my knees on the foot of his bed. I used one of Trevor’s T-Shirts as a kneepad. I watched as he laid down on his back and he placed his feet right in front of my face. The stench smelled amazing and I began losing all control. I didn’t care, this was so amazing.
“What are you waiting for?” Trevor said. I did as he ordered me. I began touching his feet. At first I was a little hesitant but then I began to get into it. I rubbed my hand all down his feeling every part of his soles, toes, and arch. It was an amazing sensation and I was instantly hard for his moment. I couldn’t stop touching and smelling. It was everything I had hoped for. As I was entranced, I noticed Trevor also getting a little hard. I knew I had to step up my game.
I went for his right foot first and yanked off his sock to reveal his size twelve beauties. Trevor had a playful giggle and I went for the other sock off as well. There they were. Both of his amazing feet right in front of my eyes. I could see great detail as well. He began to rub all over and sniffing in between in toes. It was magical. I thought I would hate the smell of feet but I was suddenly all in on this moment. Everything was unstoppable perfection. I needed more, I wanted more, I couldn’t stop.
“Play with my toes” Trevor stated. I noticed he had begun touching himself. I was shocked! Maybe this boy needed some foot service and I was happy to provide.
Without hesitation, I obeyed his orders and I began licking his toes without question. Trevor giggled in pure delight, he was clearly enjoying himself as was I. I began putting toes in my mouth and licking them with all my tongue. I felt his toenails and I loved the sensation of them in my mouth. The taste was so wonderful and so much more than I had hoped. My spit was like a lubricant and I was able to play with his foot more and more and rub so much easier. I had no idea how much time had passed but I loved it.
“Are you liking this?” Trevor stated and broke the silence.
“Yes master.” I excitedly agreed. I was shocked at what I had just said. It felt so natural, I didn’t even think about it. I felt Trevor move his feet away from me and I realized I had just crossed the line. I couldn’t believe the error I made without even trying. I began to lose my comfort and I felt awful.
I then felt Trevor grab my shirt collar and pull me to the middle of the floor. I thought to myself for a second “Holy shit, is he going to beat me up for saying that?”
Instead I saw Trevor’s left foot make contact with my chest as he pushed me onto my back. It hurt for a second but I secretly liked a little bit of pain. I liked Trevor on top of me.
“FINALLY!” Trevor exclaimed in delight. I was confused by what he was talking about but before I could think anymore he began to lean down into his foot on my chest. The pain was quite excruciating but I didn’t want the moment to stop.
Trevor rested his arms onto his knee and looked directly into my eyes.
“I am your master now.” I said in a slightly sadistic way. “You do as I command.” His grin got big. This was so hot, I had started to precum.
“Yes” I said under strained voice his foot on my chest.
“YES WHAT?” Trevor sounded sort of angry as he dug his foot into my chest more.
I gasped for air for a second “Yes MASTER!” I exclaimed. Trevor alleviated the pressure on my chest a bit and giggled a little bit. He was enjoying his power over me.
“You will worship master’s feet whenever he wants them. You will obey his every order and you will bow before his feet as he commands.” Trevor exclaimed. He was clearly getting into it.
“Yes master.” I was the hardest I had ever felt in my life. Trevor readjusted for a second and moved his right foot directly onto my face. I closed my eyes for a second and I could feet was the soft smooth skin of his feet on my face. Trevor giggled as he pinched my nose with his big and second toe. This was so humiliating but I never felt myself harder. I felt my dick spring up a bit and I put my hand over my dick hoping Trevor wouldn’t see. I think he did though.
“Does my little bitch of a slave want to touch himself?” Trevor asked as he moved his right foot off of my face.
“Yes please master” I shuddered at the thought. I wanted to touch myself so bad, this moment was so hot.
“Beg before your master” Trevor exclaimed as he put more pressure onto my chest.
“Please, master please, I want to touch myself so bad. I will do anything.” I was pleading with Trevor.
Trevor took his foot off of my chest and kicked me in the side. It hurt bad, I don’t think the anticipated the kick to be that hard.
“Alright slave. Get on your hands and knees and touch yourself.” Trevor turned away and sat back on his bed. I don’t think he really wanted to watch me touch myself, he was straight after all. I quickly rolled onto my knees and pulled out my dick outside the waistband of my gym shorts.
I began to do work on my own cock. It felt so good to touch myself, I began replaying every moment in my mind. The shoes store with the TOMS, watching Trevor take off his socks, his toenails in my mouth, it was all so wonderful. I made quick work and I felt myself on the edge of cuming after only after about 20 seconds.
“Slave stop!” I gasped for a second because I was so close to finishing but I had to obey orders. Trevor got off of his bed and stood directly over me. Both of his feet with directly in front of me in perfect alignment. His big toes matched with one another and the symmetry on both of his feet lined up perfectly. I was so close to cuming it was hurting so badly.
“Cum on my feet.” Trevor said in a hushed voice. I began to second guess myself, did he really want this or was he doing this for me?
“I said now.” Trevor said more demanding. I quickly followed orders and shoot off my load all over this size twelve feet. I watched as my cum covered the top of his feet, some on his big toes, and watched as it covered the rest of his feet in perfection. I had never cummed so much in my life and I lay unsure of what to do as it covered his feet.
“What are you waiting for slave?”, Trevor began, “Clean your master’s feet!” He exclaimed. I looked up for a second looking for a towel or a tissue of something. I then felt the back of Trevor’s right foot push my head down to his left foot where I saw most of my cum on him.
“I’m sorry. Is there something wrong with your mouth slave?” Trevor exclaimed pushing my head down. I knew what he wanted me to do and I wanted to do it as well. I began licking up every ounce of my cum and swallowing it. I almost gagged a bit but then I got used to it. I got most of the cum off of both of his feet. It felt good to lick both of his feet knowing that they were all mine.
“I need a detail wash. I don’t need people to know I had a fag cum all over me” Trevor stated and I continued. Licking in-between each toe and savoring every moment. I loved it and it was truly one of the bets experiences of my life. Trevor leaned back onto his book shelf so I could pick up his foot a bit and give him a full service. I slowly licked each toe ensuring his feet were perfectly clean. I heard him giggle a couple of times as if I was tickling him with my tongue.
After it was all said and done Trevor and I both went into separate rooms and cleaned ourselves up, got changed, and kind of just mental checkout for a second. I was so scared to face him again after this experience. It was a little much. I went back to the front room and put away the pull out couch and continued to distract myself. I sat on the couch for a while and just waited for Trevor to come out of his room.
It seemed like ages and Trevor came out of his room. He had changed and he was now wearing his slippers with his socks, like he normally did. We both were kind of silent and we didn’t know what to say. Trevor them broke the silence with a heavy swallow.
“You know when I said fag back there…I’m really sorry…I didn’t mean that…I was…you know…in the moment…I guess? I don’t like that word.” Trevor rubbed the back of his head, he was totally apologetic.
“I don’t mind honestly, I know you didn’t mean it.” I said trying to comfort him despite the fact I was just humiliated at his will. There was another long pause.
“So next time my roommates are out of town…” Trevor started but didn’t finish.
“Sure.” I said.
“Really?” Trevor said excitedly.
“Really, really.” I said also masking my overexcitement.
“Cool. Let’s get lunch!” Trevor stood up and headed to change his shoes. He then came back into the room a couple of seconds later “Unless you are too full from your own jizz?”
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