by Footslave
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Getting ready for work, I wondered what it would be like today at the grind. I knew it wouldn't be too bad because I was working with Dana, and she was one of my better friends there. I still hated having to get up that early though.
When I got to work, Dana opened the door.
"Good morning Trent, " she said. I always hated restaurant work, but what else was there in this town? I put on my cheerful face. The day went as expected, with the usual rush at midday. People running around like crazy. Microwaves slamming, grease flying from the vats. It went by quickly and soon the day was almost done.
"Why don't you come over today? " she said. That was a surprise. We were friends, but she was in her 30's, married with kids. "My sons are close to your age, they would probably like you. " I thought about it for a second. I expected her kids to be like her. She was a big woman, but I'm not prejudiced. She wrote the directions down while I was thinking.
"Ok, that'd be cool. I'll be over later," taking the directions, we waved our good byes. I took a shower and got ready. I headed over hoping I didn't have to stay more than a couple hours. It was pretty easy to find the place. Dana was there by herself.
"Kevin and Gary aren't here yet. They're helping the farmer down the road bale hay, they shouldn't be long. " We talked, about work, mostly gossip about Terry and her boyfriend, and Ed - how much of a nerd he was. There was movement outside. Walking in the front door were two redheaded boys. I was immediately struck by their beauty. I looked at their shoes, trying not to be obvious.
"Who's this? " The older Kevin said smiling. He was a year younger than me. They were well-muscled and trim.
"Trent, you've heard me talk about him before, " said Dana, "it's so nice outside, why don't you all go out. Show him around the land."
Well, they showed me around and took me to the caves. It was full of water. It was getting late so we went back to their house. They took their wet shoes and socks off when we got inside. Thick manly feet, with a good arch. Their feet were pale from the water and slightly puffy. I couldn't keep my eyes off their toes. I knew I had to have them. I had to get out of there.
"Well, I gotta go. See you guys later," I said, walking toward the door.
"What's there to do at your house? Not much to do around here in bfe," Kevin said.
"Well, I got video games and that kinda stuff, sometimes me and friends just walk around the neighborhood and hang out." I said.
"Mom maybe we can spend the night with him next week," She seemed kinda hesitant. My breath was stuck in my throat.
"Ok, I do know him after all," she said.
I couldn't wait until the weekend. Finally it arrived, seeming forever. I told my brother that some friends were coming over. He had a thing for feet too, just like me. I told him we had to be real careful, because I didn't want Dana mad at me. They came kinda late in the day - it was already getting dark outside. They had been helping the farmer again and Kevin looked about ready to collapse. He hit the bed as soon as he walked in taking his shoes and socks off first. Gary and I stayed up a bit playing games, but I sat where I could stare at his feet in comfort. Did Gary ever get tired? I sat in the chair and fell asleep.
I don't know why, but something told me to wake up. It was dark and I could hear the brothers sleeping sounds. I saw the dark shape of my brother at the foot of the bed, at Kevin's feet. Slipping out of the chair I went to observe his progress.
"Why didn't you wake me? " I whispered. Kneeling down beside him I told him it was my turn and asked him how he was reacting. He said he had no trouble. The moment I had been waiting for was here. Crouching by the bed, his right foot was hanging of the end sideways. A sliver of light came in from the kitchen silhouetting the shape. The light was enough for me to see how shapely his foot was. Nice even toes thick, and his skin looked smooth.
I moved my face closer and the dry aroma of sweat and leather still lingered. I could feel the warmth emanating from between his toes as I moved my lips closer to them. Gently placing my nose in the crook I inhaled that scent and pressed my lips against his heel right under his toes. I slowly extended my tongue and could feel the moisture cling to his foot. They had been out of his shoes too long but they were soft yet. I moved my lips down his instep towards his heel. My brother nudged me and I grudgingly moved aside so he could have his turn. I watched him jack his cock as he kissed Kevin's foot and dared to lick it. I watched his mouth press firmly and heard his breath drinking in the scent.
"I think he's awake," he whispered, but he didn't move. It was too late if he was - we were discovered. So he kept doing it. I didn't care at that point, and I vowed to be more forceful when it was my turn. He shot his load into an old towel. Folding it he handed it to me. I moved into position, darting my tongue in between his toes, even taking them into my mouth. I dragged my tongue down the length of his foot. I even chewed on his heels, I knew he must be awake at that point. I didn't care any more, resting my nose cradled between his toes, I shot my load. I moved to the chair and still he didn't move. I fell asleep thinking about what was going to happen. I was still asleep when they left, but Kevin never said anything about it, so I was safe from Dana.
