by SOCKSSSSSS
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Still frozen in movement, I now had this size 11 black argyle (with pink and gray splashes of color) on my chest just inches from my face and the smell was divine!
"Go head smell it, you pervert." His friend chided. I just sat there, raging boner and all clearly visible to both studs! Their attention was now directed like mine--away from the movie and toward the feet which were now pushed to the point where the toes rested on my chin!
"Go ahead, take a good whiff . . . smell those feet you queer." they quietly voiced in unison!
The late-comer was now up and headed to the theater seat directly behind mine. Within minutes his boots were off as he straddled his size 12's on either side of my head--his dirty gray Nike ankle-highs now turned inward in front of my nose!
"Eat those sweaty socks." He murmured!
Thank God we were in the back walled area of the theater with no one seated behind or around us! I felt like a dog in heat! A dog in heat who was about to be screwed into the ground by a horny pack of wolves!
"Suck on those feet" they both chide, the argyle socks still below my chin . . . the dirty gray Nikes under my nose! I didn't move and inch!
Eventually I raised my hands ever so gently. Grabbing the argyle socks, I started to message them lightly--feeling the squelch of sweat still held in the material dripping out onto my thumbs! The hunk just behind my seat released the grip he had on my nose with his sweaty socks, placing his 12's on the floor and leaned forward to watch as I proceeded to swab my face with first one, then the second argyle sock . . . then both! He gasped as my mouth chewed the material in an attempt to wring the sweat clean of the socks! A low moan was heard as my teeth tugged at first the heel and then the toe material of the sock before each was gently removed from the foot. Boy, was I in heaven--as were these young hunks. I was fully submerged into the joy of subservience, enjoying myself as their foot slave!
"Suck my feet." the first guy murmured quietly so as not to draw attention to our area. "Suck the lint from my toes and chew on the heels."
I devoured each toe and chewed and scrapped on every inch including the nails and what laid under, around and on them! I was in a sock and foot coma, punctuated by the salty taste and smell of these size 11's! But what abut the size 12''s? Did they still await my caress? Would they still be available for my tongue bath? Would I still have the energy to smell and suck them clean?
And what about my boner? All these and more to be answered in the next installment!
