by Anon
For as long as I can remember, I have been turned on by guys’ socks. In middle and high school, I would sneak glimpses at guys’ feet while they changed in the locker room. I always wanted to try to sneak a pair of their sweaty worn socks but never had the chance to.
Fast forward a few years, I am now an adult and working in an office. I’ve played with a couple of guys’ socks that I dated, but I’ve had very limited fetish experience. I was working one day and my boss Brett called me into his office. Brett is a ridiculously hot, mid 30’s ginger. He’s athletically built and very laid back. He always dresses really nicely - shirt, tie, dress pants and more casual shoes. Sometimes chucks or nicer athletic shoes but rarely does he wear dress shoes.
When I walked into Brett’s office and sat down, I was instantly distracted. He had his feet propped up on his desk. I could see his socks poking through his pant legs a bit. He was wearing black dress socks with small multi-colored polka dots. They looked to be nylon. He had on black casual shoes with pristine white soles. As I sat down I couldn’t help but stare at his feet. They looked huge! I would guess they were at least a size 12. While I tried to ignore his tempting feet, he started talking about a meeting that was scheduled for later today. He was tossing a mini basketball up in the air, bouncing it off of the wall and catching it. Just when I though I could control myself from gazing at his feet, he’d shuffle his feet a bit, catching my eye. I hoped that he didn't notice me drooling over his feet. At the end of our conversation, Brett told me to be at the meeting a few minutes early because he wanted to run some things by me before everyone else showed up.
Once we were done talking, I went back to my desk fantasizing about Brett sexy feet. I wondered how they smelled. I was so turned on and really wanted to find out.
The meeting was scheduled for 2:00 with a bunch of upper level management. As instructed, I arrived to the board room about 15 minutes early. The room was huge with a big board table in the center. I was the first person there so I turned the lights on and took a seat on the far end of the table. Brett came in a minute later and sat down next to me. He had packets made up for attendees. He handed them to me and asked me to distribute them on the other side of the table, which I found to be a little odd but did as he asked. When I finished placing the packets at the seats on the other end of the table I headed back to my seat.
As I walked back, I looked down and noticed that Brett’s shoe was untied. He had a distinctively devilish smile as he caught me looking down at his feet. He asked me to do him a favor and bend over and tie his shoe for him. I was somewhat weirded out by his request but also very excited. I didn’t want to seem to eager, so I paused for a moment. He asked again, but this time in a more commanding, forceful tone, “Get down on your knees and tie my shoe.” I complied excitedly.
Once I was on my knees and about to tie his shoe he stopped me and said that his feet were really sore and instead he would rather that take his shoe off for him. I started to protest and he cut me off. “Don’t think that I didn’t see you starring at my feet earlier.” My face got all red and I was completely embarrassed. I acted like I didn’t know what he was talking about. He replied that he had suspected that I was into feet a while ago but confirmed it today. “Every time I wiggled my feet around your eyes were glued to them. Don’t make me ask you again, take my shoe off.”
I very reluctantly started to put my hands on his shoe clad foot. He told me to not be weirded out and to relax. He told me that he actually was into his feet being played with. I was a little shocked and asked what his wife thought. He said that she wouldn’t come near his feet and the thought of a guy being at his feet was kind of hot. Feeling a little better, I took his shoe off slowly. Instantly I could smell his foot and it smelled amazing, even from a couple feet away. As I went to set his shoe down he stopped me and commanded me to sniff his shoe. I put my face in his warm sweaty shoe and inhaled. It was intoxicating and I definitely was already in a trance.
Brett asked me how it smelled. I told him good. He smiled and nodded in satisfaction. Then he said, “Well, what are you waiting for? Start rubbing my foot.” I dug right in, massaging his massive sweaty foot. He moaned in delight and commented that he wished his wife would do this for him. Then, he lifted his leg up and said, “If you thought my shoe smelled good, I bet that my foot smells even better” as he shoved his black socked foot in my face. I was in absolute heaven. Brett laughed a little as I inhaled deeply saying that the air flow through his toes tickled a bit.
After a couple minutes of me sniffing his foot, I started to get nervous. I was on the ground at Brett’s feet, at work, with a bunch of important people about to come into the meeting room. I started to stand up and Brett stopped me saying “Where do you think you’re going? We’re just getting started. Why don’t you lay down under the table?” I started to protest and he snapped and pointed to the ground. I did as he told me to, sliding under the table with my face at the foot of his chair. He put his socked foot on my face and his other foot on my chest. He then told me to remove his other shoe. As soon as I pulled his shoe off of him, his foot quickly found its way to my face. Now I had both of his sweaty, perfect, socked feet in my face. He wiggled his toes, reveling in the fact that I was his footrest. I was rock hard and enjoying every second of this, until...
I heard the door open and two guys voices talking to each other. One of them was saying to the other, “I wonder why Brett said to meet us here early.” I recognized the voice. It was Adam, the hottest guy in the office. He was a giant - 6’4, dark hair and muscular. I instantly got freaked out. What was Brett doing?
Brett welcomes the guys in and told them to come sit next to him. As they got closer, they both saw the predicament that I was in. The other guy I now could see was Dan. He was also hot, but kind of a dick. Brett told them I was going to be their personal entertainment during the meeting. He told them that I was going to be their personal footrest. Dan laughed right away and called me his foot bitch. They sat on both sides on him. Brett looked down at me, while still keeping his feet on my face and told me to not keep them waiting. Feeling uncomfortable again, I slowly listened to his order. I started to remove Adam’s black dress shoes. He right away planted his hot feet on my face. Brett moves his feet a bit and rested them on my shoulders. I liked the feeling of being held down by Brett's feet.
Adam was wearing black sheer socks, which was a surprise to me. As often as I tried to sneak peeks of his socks before, I’ve never seen him in sheer socks. They had a musky, masculine scent. They were so smooth on my face. Adam quickly comment on how much he loved this and wondered why he’d never done it before.
Dan said, ”No fair that you two are having all the fun.” He impatiently kicked of his loafer style dress shoes and started to put his feet on my face. Dan had on thinner grey dress socks. As his foot came closer to my face, I could see sweaty toe prints on the soles of his socks. His socks were solid grey, but had shiny damp spots where his socks were sweaty.
Brett asked them what they thought. Both of them agreed that this was perfect. Dan said, “Well this is going to make this meeting much more interesting.” Brett looked down and said, ” If you don’t want anyone to find out about your little secret, you’re going to be a good little foot boy, aren’t you?” I responded back and told him yes.
Brett didn’t like that answer and said, ”Yes, what?”
Picking up on his queue, I responded back, ”Yes sir.” Dan laughed commenting on how awesome this was. Apparently he’s needed to do laundry and he’s been wearing his socks for a couple of days. I could tell!
Brett said that he wanted to help me out. To help make sure that I was quiet, he said that he had an idea. He took off his right sock and told me to open my mouth. I opened my mouth, knowing what was coming. He shoved his sweaty black sock into my mouth. He used his toes to push it in all the way. I moaned in ecstasy.
Dan heard me moaning and said,” Wait a minute. If we’re helping him out and he’s into our feet, we should make sure that he can’t touch his cock.” He told me to put my hands up by their chairs. He placed one of his feet on my arms. Following suit, Adam did the same. I now was pinned down by their feet. I had both of Brett’s feet on my face, as well as one of Dan and Adam’s feet competing for some of my face real estate.
I was so turned on. Not only did I love being at the feet of three hot guys, I also kind of liked being gagged and held down. I had never been tied up before but I’m quickly now seeing the appeal. Being in the middle of something I’ve always fantasized about, I was jarred back to reality when I heard the door open and other people start to come into the room. Fuck! The meeting was starting.
Luckily, as Brett promised, he directed everyone to the other side of the board room table. After a few minutes of them socializing the meeting began. Brett, Adam and Dan kept rubbing their sweaty feet all over my face. I kept tasting the sweaty, salty sock that was in my mouth. I’m not sure who was loving this more, me or them.
After a few minutes, Brett moved his barefoot down to my chest. He seemed to be probing around for something. I wasn’t sure what he was doing until his toes found their target - my nipple. He started wiggle his toes on my nipple and I fucking loved it. I had never had my nipples played with before. I was quickly discovering how sensitive they were. My already hard dick was now throbbing in my pants. I wanted to stroke it but my hands were still pinned down.
Adam and Dan noticed what Brett was doing to me and both smirked. Brett, liking the control they were exerting over me, squeezed his toes around my nipples. My whole body writhed in bliss. While his toes hurt my nipple, I liked the sensation that I felt. The three of them quietly laughed at me. I laid there in this position for the rest of the meeting. Brett brought his other foot (the socked one) to my other nipple and kept teasing them. Adam and Dan kept one foot on my arms and one in my face. Their feet kept wriggling around my face, usually focusing on my nose. While Dan's feet were definitely sweatier, I preferred the smell of Adam’s feet. I also loved seeing Adam’s strong looking feet through the sheer socks that he was wearing. It was so hot.
As Brett called the meeting to a close, people started to leave. Brett, Adam and Dan didn’t stop. I heard one person ask, from across the room, why I didn’t attend the meeting. Brett responded, “Oh he’s tied up working on a special assignment for me.” Wasn’t that the truth! Once the room was quiet, it was clear that everyone had left. Dan asked if they could finish their work day here. Brett laughed and told them that their fun was over. His told them that this would be our secret and that if he heard anyone else talking about this, both of them would be fired. Both Adam and Dan started to take their feet off of me and put their shoes on. They both agreed not to tell anyone about what happened. Brett dismissed them and they both left the room. On their way out, he told them to close the door.
Brett still had his feet on my nipples. It was the first moment in the past hour that I didn’t have feet in my face. He looked down and asked if I liked the meeting. I nodded my head, not being able to talk, as I was still gagged. He told me to take off his other sock and to smell it. I obeyed. It still smelled so good! He then told me to put my shoes back on him. As I started to slide his perfect feet into his shoes, he said that I could keep his socks as a souvenir. He said that he’d give me a couple minutes alone in the board room to take care of my throbbing dick.
With that, he got up and started to walk toward the door. As he got close to the door, he said, “This was definitely hot! Having you grovel at my feet made me so hard. Next time we do this, you’ll be taking care of my cock.” Then I heard the door close and lock, giving me a chance to jerk off. I pulled my dick out and started to jerk off. It didn’t take long for me to cum. I shot a huge load. Having Brett’s damp socks in my mouth and face was so fucking hot.
After I cleaned up, I put his socks in my pocket and left the meeting room. As I walked back to my desk, I replayed the last hour in my mind. When I turned the corner I saw Brett, Adam and Dan all talking to each other. Brett saw me walking toward them and said, “Hey. We thought that it would be fun to get together next week. The three of us can come over to your place and watch the game. It’ll be fun.”
Other people in the office just heard an invitation to watching some football. I however knew that wasn’t all that they had in mind. I eagerly replayed back with a smile saying, “Sure, that sounds fun.”
As I walked by them, Dan leaned in close and whispered, “I’m going to wear these socks until we get together again. You’ll like that, won’t you my little foot bitch?”
I gave him a smile and continues to walk back to my desk. I love my job and can’t wait until next week!
