by Anonymous
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I stood on Daniel’s porch, waiting for him to open the door. He’d rung me up wanting me to go to the beach with him. It was a pretty hot day, and I was up for it. I turned up at his place in my boardies and t shirt, waiting to go down.
Daniel answered the door. He, as usual, wasn’t wearing a shirt, showing off his big pecs, broad shoulders and large arms. He was always showing off, particularly at school in front of the girls. He wasn’t your surfie or jock type; he was a big solid guy who played forward on the footy team. We’d been friends for a while, and he was always sort of my guardian when we went out. We were always in a group when we went out, and while I was the smart arse and tuner, he’d be the one either getting a wristy off some chick or getting into a fight.
So I went into his house and we went into his bedroom. He was pretty wealthy; he had his own TV, stereo, big bed, everything. He said ˜I still have to get changed from my footy stuff. Man I am beggared from the game!’ With that he collapsed on the bed next to me. ˜Can you take my shoes off for me?’
˜No way, dude, get it yourself.’ I laughed and turned on the TV.
˜No, I said take them off for me.’ I turned around and gave him a look of ˜yeah right’ and kept watching the TV.
˜Please, Ben. Cmon. The sooner you do this, the sooner we can go down the beach.’
˜Oh alright. God you’re a lazy shit.’ He spun around, put his big size 14 football boots into my lap, and laid his head down on his pillow with his hands behind his back. I untied his laces, and removed his shoes. I slipped them off to reveal his big, pungent feet encased in his footy socks. He wiggled his toes, letting the air waft around the room.
˜Dude, those stink. Get them off of me.’ But he didn’t. He sat there looking at me with a slight grin. I pushed him off me, and walked towards the door. Then, I felt his huge arms and hands grab me around the waste and throw me back onto my bed. I sat up and saw him walking towards me, a malicious grin on his face.
˜I need you to take me socks off’
˜Fuck off, this is getting weird!’
˜No it isn’t, and you’ll do as I say, Ben!’ His booming voice and flexed muscles stunned me, and I sat there. He pushed me onto the floor, and he resumed his position at the head of the bed. His large toes wiggled waiting for my attention at the end of the bed. I slowly crawled to the end of the bed, and lifted my hands up.
˜Sniff them. Put your nose against my manly feet, and smell what it is to be a man.’ I did as he said, afraid of what he would do to me. My nose came up against the soles of his enormous feet, and I inhaled. The smell was of course sweat, but it was hypnotic. My nose hung there, against his feet, inhaling his scent.
˜Come here.’ I stood up and walked over to him, my mind overcome by his scent, and his orders. He pulled a rope out of his draw, and tied my hands together. ˜Get down there, and clean my socks!’ Again, against my will, but unable to resist the smell, I bent down, and stuck my tongue out. I ran my tongue from his right heel, up to the toes, feeling the skin and muscle pressed against the constraints of the sock, the sweat flooding my mouth, the smell pulling me further under his command. I wrapped by mouth around his toes, and with the sighs of his approval, massaged his toes with my tongue, and sucked the smell and sweat from them. He moaned in pleasure, and ordered me to remove his socks with my teeth. I did.
And there they were. His magnificent feet were giant statues for my eyes to wonder, and my mouth to water over. I licked up the sweat in his arches, tickling him with my tongue and my teeth. I nibbled and swallowed his crusty heels, eating the dead sweaty skin that had formed there. Again, I ran my tongue slowly up his long wide foot, tasting him, massaging him. I took a breath, staring at his big, round toes. I swallowed them, engulfing them into my mouth. I soaked up the sweat and lint from the socks, tasting Daniel. I sucked on his big toe till I thought the nail would come off.
Then suddenly, it was almost like I woke up. I looked up and saw Daniel, massaging his dick, moaning in pleasure, as my mouth encased his big toe?
˜Argh, how the fuck did I get here?’ Daniel immediately looked up, and I backed up against the wall starring at what was my friend, but now| my master?
Daniel stood up, pulled up his pants, and walked over to me.
˜Sorry I had to do that to you. I have just always wanted to take advantage of you. I felt good, but I hope this doesn’t get in the way of our friendship?’
˜Fuck off, you weird fucker! I’m getting out of here!’ He stretched his arm, his big bulging arm out in front of me and said ˜I hope we can still be friends?’ with that same malicious smile. All I could do was nod in approval, submit, and go to the beach with Daniel.
