by Anonymous
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I've written this only once before but I can't wait to tell it again. It’s a tale about my co-worker, and the locker room.
I work for a company that distributes fresh and frozen foods around town. There are a handful of truck drivers and a few warehouse guys that I work with. This one guy, Lucky, worked there for a while when I first started there. I couldn't help but notice how hot he was and in great shape. He used to be in the Army and his body shows it. He handles the boxes with ease as he throws them around from pallet to pallet. I didn't get to know him very well because I was kinda shy and didn't want him to think I was interested in him.
The guys were talking one day, and someone said that he had a three-way with his wife and another guy from work. What? I doubted what I was hearing but still, my mind was turning out all kinds of images. I wondered if he were bi, or just watched, but then again it was probably just a rumor. After a few months I learned his routine at work. He would go back in the locker room, change and then come back out in street clothes. This was the only time I got a good look at his hot, hairy, tan legs and his strong muscular arms. Wow! I loved being around on hot days where he wore so little when he was ready to leave.
Sometimes he would come out wearing slide with socks on. His feet, or at least his socks intoxicated me, since I've never even seen his feet. Then one day he came out, carrying his socks in his hands. My eyes stayed locked on them but I was trying not to be totally obvious. He clocked out and walked on out the door with the socks in hand and my eyes following. I imagined how they would smell, and if they were warm with sweat. I went to the bathroom and jacked off, hoping no one would come in.
A few weeks passed and he came out again holding his socks in hand as he went to clock out. Only this time would be different. Someone asked him for help before he left and he laid his socks down on the table near the exit. I had to walk out there to get a better view. I strolled by, stealing a glance and stepped out the door. Good, no one was nearby. I stepped back in, saw Lucky and another guy walk in the back and I heard the door close. Yes! I grabbed hold of the socks real quick and put them to my nose. I started getting weak and shaky with fear of being caught. They weren’t really damp, but the aroma was so manly and perfect. I heard the door open in the back so I dropped the socks and moved away from them real quick so I wouldn't be caught. He came back up grabbed the socks and left. Again, I had to run to the bathroom and jack off again. I came with such intensity it was great!
Time passed and I kept my eyes on him, maybe a bit too much, but I couldn't help it. Finally I decided to get brave. The guys were all getting ready to leave for the day, and I would still be there till 5 to close up. Once they left, and I was there all alone, I locked the doors and went back to the locker room. Oh what a wonderful smell. I saw his boots that he wore in the warehouse and moved directly for them. I picked one up and put it to my nose. I couldn't believe what I was doing but it felt so right I couldn't stop. I imagined his socked feet being in there and the smell made me so hard I was about to pop. I put my hand in the boot and it was still warm and damp. Jackpot! I unzipped my jeans, and started jacking myself as I sniffed his boot. It didn't take but a minute or two before I shot my load. I quickly grabbed a rag and cleaned up, put his boot back, after taking another deep whiff, and went back to work as if nothing happened.
After being there for a couple of years and being the one to lock up, I have had several chances to get off to his boots. Then one day, things kinda changed. He was going about his same routine, this day he had his socks in hand, and sat them down to answer his cell phone. He started talking, got caught up in the conversation and walked out to his car and left. I was starting to shake again with excitement, looking at his socks laying there, and thinking about what I would do with them. Time went by and everyone had left. I ran to the door, locked it and grabbed the socks.
I took them back to the locker room where his boots were laying near his locker. I started sniffing his socks and rubbing them all over my face. I had the biggest, hardest erection I think I've ever had. I unzipped with one hand, pulling my dick out and began stroking. This time I decided to make it last longer. I jerked off slowly but I couldn't hold out very long sniffing his socks, rubbing his sweat on my face and touching my tongue to the soft soles of his socks. I shot my load all over, this time landing on his boots. Oops! I hadn't planned for that. I feared being caught now, so I cleaned the cum off of them and placed them back where they were. I shoved his socks down my pants, and walked out to the warehouse. Still no one was around and it was almost closing time.
I shut off the lights, went back in the locker room and decided I wanted to feel what it was like to walk in his boots. I slipped off my sneakers and then peeled off my socks. I opened up his socks pulled one on. Then I pulled the other one on and rubbed my feet imagining they were his socked feet. I grabbed his boots, looked inside and saw he was about a half size bigger than me.
I pulled one boot on, admiring it and how his socks looked sticking out from the top. Then I pulled the other boot on. I laced them up and started walking around. They felt comfortable and the boots fit pretty well. I decided since he wasn't coming back, and no one else was for that matter, I would take a walk in them. It was a rather hot day and so I went for about a 30-minute walk, all the time with an erection and my head looking down at his boots as I took each step. I came back and was sweating just a bit. I went back to the locker room, unlaced his boots and then pulled one of them off.
My feet had warmed them up and our sweat had now mixed with each other’s. I started working on my boner and then I took off his one sock, leaving my other foot still in his boot. The sock smelt so damn good. It had an odor of foot, leather and man. I was in heaven for the moment. I jacked my cock harder and harder, and then as I was about to cum, I placed the sock on my dick and shot my load into it. I kept on cumming and I didn't think I would ever stop. I relaxed for a moment, came back to my senses and took off his other boot and put my socks and shoes back on. I placed his boots back where they were, but kept the socks. I still have them today and they still have his slight odor in them.
Unfortunately, Lucky ended up getting anther job and I never did see him again, but I always have a little something of his and he may not know it, but when he puts those boots on, he has a little something of me too.
