by Ki Ji
I was 18 when I started working at Home Depot. From the moment I stepped in I saw a cute guy that was older than me, a little shorter, red facial hair, short hair. He was wearing some beat up Nike shoes. His feet seemed surprisingly big (maybe size 12). His name was Matt.
He usually worked at night. One day, me and Matt were closing and were the last two in the store. We were sitting in the break room after locking up and he said "so... You're the new guy."
"Yea, my names Eric." I said, we were sitting across the table from each other.
"Well, Eric, it's nice to meet you, maybe we can get to know each other a little bit before we leave."
"Ok." I was so hard from the situation, Matt seemed like a total stud and had was so hot I couldn't resist the chance to sit alone with him.
"What do you like to do for fun" Matt said.
"I dance, listen to music, go to the movies."
"Sounds cool, I usually go to the gym a lot, play basketball, and go hiking." He placed his feet up on the table, they were really close to my face. "Sorry, my feet are sore, I'm about to throw these shoes away, I've had em for 13 years and bought some new ones before my shift today."
I was starting to get hard. "Well , maybe I can keep your shoes for a project I'm working on for an anti oder shoe spray." I was lying so bad.
"Heheh, no spray you can make to get rid of this stench, It's bad enough to make anyone take off, even people with foot fetishes."
"No really, I can use it as a test subject."
"Okay, let me take em off real quick." He kicked off his shoes and I instantly smelled the stench of his smelly feet. "I warned ya, they're bad." I grabbed his shoes and said "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Stop!" He said. "There's no way that you were able to just grab those shoes and walk out, unless you like that smell."
I was embarrassed, I said "no, I just can't smell that well right now."
"Bullshit!" He said before tackling me to the ground and using his legs to hold my arms to my sides. "Let's see just how bad your sense of smell is right now." He grabbed one of his shoes and held it to my nose. It was the best smell I had ever smelt. He used his other hand to feel my groin, "feels like someone likes this, I don't think you want these shoes for a project kiddo."
He reached his hand down my pants and started rubbing my dick. After 20 minutes of slow edging, he let me cum. "You're gonna be my little slave from now on alright? You won't cum unless these feet are around. And just to make sure" he pulled a cage out of his bag and put it on my dick.
"When you want to cum, you come to me and beg me for it, beg to worship my feet, then I'll tie you down, and give you a long, torturous edging session with my feet in your face, and once you cum I'll just keep jerking to prolong the pain, maybe make you cum 4-5 times with my feet in your face, I'll be wearing these same socks every day from now on, so expect the smell to be even worse with each session."
This was just the beginning of my sessions with Matt
