by Jeff D
Tony is a good friend and incredibly hot.
He is definitely real country guy. He is always wearing jeans, boots and white t-shirt. He is 6'4 and size 14 foot. During the heat of the summer we would constantly have pool parties. Just a few friends to hangout and relax. One day I got overheated and decided to go back inside to get out of the sun. Tony had changed inside and left his boots and sweaty white socks next to my couch. Laying there I got a strong urge to bury my face in those beautiful socks and boots.
I got down on the floor because let's face it that's where I belong. I must have really gotten into his socks, because I didn't hear the door open. All of a sudden I hear. What the fuck? Oh shit I was caught. I could feel my face redden. Tony looked at me and just laughed. I tried to get up and pretend nothing happened. Tony barked. Stay down! I did as I was told. So you're a little foot fag huh? I lowered my head. I just nodded. Well unless you want all of our friends to know your dirty little secret you're going to be my slave. My heart was racing with excitement.
I said. Ok.
Then I got a slap.
From now on it's Sir or Master. Understood? Yes Sir. Tony sat down on the couch and started to speak. If you like my socks so much maybe you'll like my bare feet even more. He ordered me to kiss his feet. Which I did happily. They were strong masculine feet. Pale and surprisingly soft considering how much he is on his feet. Pretty trimmed nails. Meaty toes that could be licked forever. Lay on your back and give my feet the tongue bath they deserve. Yes Master I replied. You better get use to this slave. You are going to be spending a lot of time at my feet.
You may even get to suck me off and drink my piss if you show me your worthy enough.
