by Ap44193
Pedro moved into our apartment just a week ago. My roommate was gone for the summer, and renting out his room to Pedro. I had been looking forward to having the apartment to myself for the summer, and so I wasn’t too excited when I learned that my roommate would be renting out the room, especially since I knew nothing about the guy except that he was from Brazil and working at a summer research position.
Pedro got here a few days before my roommate was set to leave. As soon as I walked out to greet him, my spirits lifted. He was just my type. He looked to be in his late 20s or early 30s; he had a slim, otter-ish build, slightly on the smaller side, with a bit of muscle on his frame, but not too toned or built; a sexy, swarthy olive complexion; extremely short cropped dark hair, just slightly beginning to recede at the edges, and a short sexy beard; and he was extremely hairy, dark hair growing all over his body, peaking out on his chest from under his shirt. He almost reminded me of a slightly younger, more tanned Brett Goldstein.
And he had the sexiest, most adorable accent. His English was good, but definitely needed practice; mostly, he was just happy to have found a place in town. We spent some time talking, and then I went on with my business and left him to start settling down; he had been travelling for almost a full day from Brazil.
That afternoon, my roommate drove him out to do some grocery shopping. I noticed that Pedro had changed into sandals, and left behind the shoes he had travelled with in the living room, where he was going to be staying until my roommate left. Better yet, he left behind his socks too, which he left in his sneakers. I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to perv on my new roommate’s socks. As I got closer to them, I thought I could already smell them. As soon as I touched them, I realized why Pedro had chosen to go out in sandals. His socks were completely soaked through with sweat! I picked up one of the socks, and felt its weight; it was actually heavy in my hand, simultaneously crusty and wet with sweat. I opened it up a bit, and could see the imprint of his foot on the sock. I easily found the spot of his sock that went under his toes, brought it up to my nose, took a deep whiff ... and instantly felt my dick get rock hard. His sock STANK. I deeply inhaled the intensely sweaty scent and felt the humid moisture on my face. I’d perved out on a small share of my straight friends’ and acquaintances’ socks over the years, when I’d seen them lying out in laundry hampers in their bathrooms, but none of them had ever compared to Pedro’s socks. How long had he been wearing them? Clearly they were smelly from such a long trip halfway across the world, but I think he must have been wearing them for even longer than that. The smell was sweaty, that delicious scent of man feet.
I took a quick break from Pedro’s sweaty sock to pick up his sneaker. I saw that he was a size 11 – which I was surprised about, since he had a slightly smaller build, but I guess he just had big feet. I put my nose into his shoe and took a deep whiff of. Pedro’s sweaty sock had helped seal his shoe, so it was still warm and humid. I huffed on his sneaker for a few minutes, then took both his sneaker and shoes into my room, where I jerked off while sniffing them. His socks were so sweaty and stinky that it only took a few minutes to cum. I put the shoe and socks back where I found them, and Pedro and my roommate got back about twenty minutes later, never the wiser. I noticed Pedro put on the same moist sweaty socks I’d just sniffed and jerked off to, and then his sneakers; he said he was going to go on a walk to explore the neighborhood a bit.
He came back a few hours later. That night, the three of us enjoyed a few beers to welcome Pedro to the States; he’d never visited before. We talked, drank, and smoked a bit of pot. He told us a bit about his life in Brazil (he lived in Rio) and about the work he’d be doing in town, working at a research lab. We ended up getting pretty tipsy and very high, and just watched some stuff on tv. I noticed that Pedro hadn’t taken off his shoes since he got back from his walk. Eventually it was time for us all to sleep. Pedro was taking the couch until my roommate left which was a bit small, but comfortable enough for him; he told us that he was an extremely heavy sleeper anyways, and being in the living room wouldn’t bother him. After the lights were out, I went to my room, and couldn’t stop thinking about his socks.
I tiptoed out to the dark living room, and the first thing I noticed was a smell ... the smell of man feet. I could make out a few things in the dark. I saw Pedro sleeping on the couch, which was just outside the door to my room. And, lit up in a bit of moonlight from a nearby window, I saw Pedro’s feet hanging off the side of the couch closer to my room. His bare feet. On the floor next to them were Pedro’s socks, stuffed into his shoes. The whole area around his feet and socks was filled with the heavy, intoxicating stench of his foot sweat. I was rock hard once again. I went into the kitchen, which opened into the living room, and opened the fridge to take a drink of water, and to test if Pedro was awake or not. He didn’t budge a single inch. I even said, in a quiet voice, “Hey are you awake?” to apologize in case I’d woken him, but there was no response – just the sound of some very light snoring. I went back up to the couch and kneeled down on the floor. I was a bit afraid of getting caught, but my back up plan was to say I was looking for something I’d dropped, in case Pedro woke up. I just couldn’t control myself – I needed to sniff this sexy, scruffy otter’s feet!
I got a look at Pedro’s feet up close. I could smell them from a few inches away. The smell was even stronger than his socks; and even though it was dark, there was enough ambient light from the window to see that his feet were clearly moist. They were sexy feet too – they were wide, with well-defined, hairy tops. His hairy toes were a nice length, and most importantly, they were thick, nice and close together, the balls of his toes nearly touching his sole, which was meaty and thick. I picked up his sock – which felt even sweatier and more moist than earlier! – brought it up to my nose, and took a whiff of it. It was a delicious appetizer. Then, I went in for the main course. I brought my face down to Pedro’s big bare feet, brought my nose close up to his soles, and began sniffing. The smell was incredible. It was a strong, sweaty, sharp heady stink. I poked Pedro’s foot with my hand to make sure he was still sleeping, and then carefully pressed my nose right under his toes. Despite having been out of his socks and shoes for at least half an hour, Pedro’s foot was moist with sweat; his toes being naturally pushed together clearly helped him build up a strong foot stink. I sniffed under and between Pedro’s sweaty toes, and felt my head spin. His foot was RANK!
I hungrily kept sniffing at his toes and bare foot, inhaling their stink and feeling his moist sweaty skin. I sniffed Pedro’s smelly feet for what felt like an hour, totally enraptured by their scent. My erection was straining against my pants, and I finally let it out. I wasn’t even worried about getting caught. Clearly Pedro was totally exhausted from his very long trip, and the beer and weed were doing their part, too – he wasn’t going to be waking up any time soon. So I jerked off while huffing on his bare feet, keeping my nose most of the time right up against his toes. As I got close, I felt the urge to just get a feel of his feet elsewhere on my body ... so I stood up and pressed my dick head against one of his soles while sniffing one of his sweat-soaked socks. My dick was leaking precum, and I smeared it a bit against his wrinkled, meaty sole. The sensation of rubbing my dick against his foot was overwhelming. I got back down, pressed my nose against Pedro’s toes again, and, taking deep whiffs, pressed one of his sweat soaked socks against my dick and started jerking myself off with it. The combination of sniffing his bare feet while rubbing his moist wet smelly sock against my dick was too much. I came all over his wet sock while still huffing on his foot stink, and kept my nose buried under his toes for a few more minutes after shooting my load. Then, I quietly stood up, wiped as much of my cum as I could off his sock with my hand, put it back and went back to my room where I fell into my own deep, satisfied slumber.
Little did I know that this would be just my FIRST experience with Pedro’s smelly, sleepy feet and sweaty socks! I had a whole summer of sniffing to look forward to ...
