by JJFoot
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I work in a rather large insurance brokerage company in a six-story office building downtown San Francisco. It's a very corporate environment with a professional dress code. All the men wear suits, shirt and tie, dress slacks or fine khakis. Although insurance can be boring, it's not stuffy like traditional insurance and there are only a handful of senior people at the top management. Most employees are the young blood--the movers and shakers--keeping the company on the cutting edge. I'm a supervisor in the New Policies Department and I have a group of 15 people reporting to me, typical office structure.
One day I was on my way back from lunch and as I was approaching my office cube I noticed one of my employees standing at the entrance. It was Darrin, a handsome young guy, 25 years old, dark hair, tall, slender and gorgeous! He was standing and leaning against the partition thumbing through a magazine. As I rounded the corner into the aisle leading to my cube, I saw he had his left foot crossed over his right as he was leaning, and his left shoe was slightly off his foot. I zeroed in on his all black cotton socks--there was an area on the heel that was worn really well and I could see his skin through it! Darrin was facing into my cube, so he couldn't see me approaching. When I came up on him I bent down quickly, tickled his heel and said "Koochy coochy coo!'. Darrin was a bit startled but giggled at my touch and seemed a little shy that I had discovered his worn sock!
He said, "Oh, all my good socks are in the laundry waiting to be washed . . . so I had to wear this old pair today.'
I said, "Not to worry. We all have favorite socks that we never get rid of because they feel so good.'
"You're so right!' Darrin said. "I've got several that are worn on the heels and toes but they feel awesome on my feet! They're hard to part with, and the colored and patterned ones match my dress slacks.'
Darrin always talks with such enthusiasm! I love our conversations because he's so captivating in his story telling. Not just the words he uses and tone of voice, but he leans in when he speaks and touches people he's talking to. You know; a light touch or punch on the arm . . . or a pat on the leg or back. Although his touch is slight, it's powerful because he's so damn handsome! He loves to come to my cube and ask questions and give me updates on policies he's working on. Of course, I have an "open-door" policy and always welcome people to drop in at any time. Besides, I think Darrin has a crush on me . . . even though I'm not sure if he's gay or straight!
A lot of people in the company look up to me. I've accomplished quite a bit since I started with the company 5 years ago. My name is Michael and I'm 30 years old, blonde hair, blue eyes, 155 lbs., nice build and a really decent tan. One of my most attractive features is my smile--I've got very white and perfectly straight teeth. I'm a pretty sharp dresser too! I don't want to sound conceited, but men and women alike hang around me because of my good looks, outgoing personality and the manly cologne I splash on every day!
Getting back to the story: I invited Darrin to have a seat, which he did and then got more comfortable by crossing his right leg over his left. Of course I couldn't pass up the chance to comment on his right sock as well:
"I see you have the same 'problem'with your right sock!" Darrin said.
"Really? Where?" Then he lifted his right leg up a bit and pointed his foot in my direction. I reached out and in pointing to the worn area I actually rubbed my hand on his heel. Darrin jerked his foot a little but made no move to pull back.
He said, "It's really bad near the toes and bottom of my socks. I'm sorry Michael. This doesn't look too good, huh?"
I said "Don't worry about it, Darrin. It's cool. But I can't believe the rest of the sock looks like that too!"
I've wanted his feet for the longest time! I decided now was as good a time as any to push the envelope and get him to take those sexy black loafers off!
Darrin said, "Trust me . . . I've worn this pair a long time and they're pretty thin in spots. These socks have definitely seen better days!"
I'm thinking "I wish I could see! "
He continued,"Well, I'\d take my shoe off to show you but I don't want anyone else to see these socks!"
So, I reached out and grabbed his shoe! "Give me that shoe!" and I slid it off his foot! Whoa! What an awesome sight! My cock got hard immediately!
"You weren't kidding!"
"These socks are worn pretty thin there buddy!"
Amazed that I just took off his shoe, Darrin said "Michael! Someone could walk in here! I don't want anyone to see these old socks!"
I tried to put him at ease, "Most people aren't back from lunch yet, and you can put your shoe back on fast enough anyway. Man . . . these socks sure are worn." I started to inspect his sock by touching his foot all over. I lifted his foot up so I could "inspect" the bottom, Darrin's leg now outstretched to me. Sure enough, his sock was worn pretty thin and I leaned in for a closer look.
Darrin said, "Hey Michael, you'd better not get too close . . . I'm sure that sock smells bad! it's just the sock though . . . my feet don't really stink, but I've had these socks for awhile."
"Darrin, you worry too much! I'll be the judge if these socks stink!" And with that I leaned in and pulled his foot to my face and took in a deep breath, sniffing in that well-worn sock smell! It was fucking wonderful! Darrin'\s statement was priceless!
"Michael! Dude! What are you doing! I can't believe this!"
I thought I'd really gone too far, but I said, "Who cares? What's a little stink among friends?!"
Darrin replied, "Man, that's a little weird . . . but cool at the same time!" He then slipped off his left shoe and put that foot gently and directly in my face! "Here . . . smell this one too!"
I said, "Man your feet smell pretty rank! And these socks . . . they HAVE seen better days!"
I took another whiff and Darrin went nuts! He started jerking a little and his left foot dropped into my lap. He couldn't help but feel my hard-on with his foot. I started giving Darrin a nice foot massage and he began to moan! He was writhing around in his chair and started moaning louder! I said, "Hey keep it down man . . . you really like that, huh? Well, I enjoy giving foot massages so I'm glad you like it."
Darrin muddled, "Yeah, Mike . . . that's awesome! That feels great! You've got magic hands." Without realizing it, Darrin was rubbing his left foot on my cock. I started breathing heavier! Darrin reached down and gave his crotch a quick squeeze, thinking I didn't see him. I could see clearly the huge bulge in his dark gray slacks. He started panting and groaning louder! He called out, "That's HOT Mike! Sniff my socks again dude!" I immediately pulled his right foot up to my face and buried myself in his meaty manly foot. I took in all of his dreamy man-sock scent! Darrin jolted his left foot hard into my crotch on my raging hard-on. Right at that moment we both shot our wads! Loads of hot creamy man-juice right into our underwear! I thought I'd never stop cumming... it just kept pumping and pumping. Good thing I was wearing soft cotton boxers... not only was my dick free alongside my left leg, but all my hot cum saturated the boxers instead of my slacks! A faint dark spot was forming on the front of Darrin's slacks though. Fuck it was so HOT!
Each a little embarrassed, I let go of his feet and he slipped on his shoes. I mumbled something about our getting back to work. We each tried to remain composed--like what just happened didn't really happen. But quietly . . . assuredly . . . we knew. And it was awesome and we each loved it and we each wanted it to happen again!
