by Lee Craig
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This is where our story begins.
Will was a new college student, white guy, 22 yo. , brown hair, short, about 5' 8", kind of surfer looking. Starting a little late in life, looking for a place and a roommate. He sees an ad and responds. Getting directions to meet the roommate at the house. He's surprised its a younger guy named Andy, also white, 18 yo., short brown hair, good build, 5' 11", wears Amber Crombie stuff. He's friendly and the place is nice. They agree on rent and Andy mentions he's gay and asks if it will be a problem. Will has no problem with it. Will moves his stuff in and Andy helps out with the big stuff and at one point injures his back lifting a dresser. Will feels terrible, but Andy isn't worried about it.
Later after getting settled in Andy is resting in the recliner with his feet up. His back hurts a lot more now and Will feels bad still. Will sits down on the couch to watch the big screen in the living room. He looks over at Andy and observes his recliner not facing the tv, but rather facing the couch. What an odd placement. Will offered the couch to Andy to watch tv, but Andy said no you go ahead and enjoy the view as he was resting his back from earlier. He said he was going to read a book and relax. Will said cool and began to watch tv in the dim lit room.
As he watched tv, he could hear a whimpering coming from Andy as he looked over, he was trying to pry his shoes off, but with his feet. He tried to bend forward but his back hurt too bad to reach. His shoes must have been tight cause he was really struggling. He said, "God, man, my back!" as he continued to work his shoes off inch by inch. Finally, pop! One shoe popped off his heel and he kicked it off the rest of the way. Then he dug his socked toes into the other shoe and pried it off too, it too making a gentle popping sound. As soon as the other shoe dropped, Will got a look at Andy's feet. Big, wide soles, large heel, and with a relaxing wiggle he saw that Andy had miraculous long toes easily having their way with the dirty socks waving them around and stretching them over his toes. As he did this, Will realized he had been staring at Andy's feet for quite a while witnessing the whole shoe removal.
Andy smiled at him and said," Good movie?" as he noticed Will's long stare but thought nothing of it. "Uh, oh yeah, great movie!" he felt stupid and embarrassed as he turned his head to face the tv. Andy went back to his book, but the problem was that his recliner and propped socked feet were pointed right at Will. If he averted his eyes just a foot away from the screen, he had a full view of Andy's big foot bottoms. He went on ignoring this fact until Andy started to mindlessly, wave and wiggle his long toes. Very slowly, scrunching and stretching his soles.
As Will tried to watch tv his curiosity was calling attention to Andy's interesting feet. The way they moved and looked was so...perfect. He'd never seen foot bottoms that close and for that long before. He wanted to look away, but carefully watched Andy as not to get caught. Andy just stayed reading his book unaware of his roomies new found interest. Andy loved to free his feet, to move around and stretch. It felt good to him to rotate and exercise his feet as he stretched his legs out. Will tried to watch the movie, but fr some dumb reason he couldn't stop watching Andy's dancing socks and feet. It was all innocent really. I mean they're just feet. Staring a little longer isn't going to hurt anyone. Just one…more…loooook.
Will was supposed to be watching the movie but unfortunately he wasn't watching the movie anymore. His poor eyes were hungrily devouring the sight of Andy's innocent sole show. Why couldn't he just look away? Part of him wanted to while another part of him had to get just a couple more minutes of those feet. He was intrigued and bewitched by his natural foot movement, how wide the sole was, how dexterous his toes were. It was a sight he had never seen before and he was snared. Stare...its ok.
As the movie finished Andy looked over at Will who was staring off. What? Seeing he was in what seemed to be a trance, he said,"Hey Will?" Will heard his name and snapped out it to look up at Andy! 'Oh shit!' he thought. 'Did he just saw me staring at his feet! For how long was I staring? Did he notice!?' Will got up quickly wanting retreat to his bedroom from sheer embarrassment & to get away from looking at Andy's feet any longer.
He'd never felt that way before like the way he did when he looked at Andy's feet, almost like a helpless, powerless feeling, just wanting to stay and stare. As he went to get up the credits rolled on the movie and Andy said "Hey can you do me a favor? Its kind of crazy but you'll understand, I hope. It’s just that...see my socks?" he said as he propped his sock covered sole up for viewing. "I've had them on all day and I wanted to change them." Will's eyes wondered back down to Andy's waving foot as he gave him permission to look. "See that hole in my sock? Haha, can see my toes wiggle through it?" Will watched closely as he saw glimpses of toe flesh peeking through. He tried to look away showing a disinterest when really he didn't mind looking. Andy's shapely socked feet were embarrassingly easy on the eyes to Will. As Andy offered up an innocent sock show, Will knew he had to get the hell out of there.
Andy said,"You mind grabbing me a pair of my socks out of my room?" Will thought that was an odd request but got up anyways. Andy said,"I would man but my back hurts too bad." Will felt bad immediately as Andy brought up the injury, plus he wanted to get away from Andy's crazy foot views. He went into the room to clear his head and get the socks. He grabbed them up out the drawer and came back into the room. He tossed them to Andy and began to back away saying,"Well, Im gonna head to bed man." Andy said,"Hey wait a sec man. I was wondering if you could do me one more favor? I can't reach my socks cause my back. You think you could change my socks for me?" Will's heart sank as he immediately felt uncomfortable. He didn't know what to say. No guy had ever asked him to change his socks! How dare he ask such a question, does he expect me to actually do this? Andy sat waiting for an answer. Andy was a dominant type, used to getting what he wanted, his dad gave him everything and most of his exes practically worshipped him for one thing or another.
In his arrogant way of thinking, asking Will to change his stinky socks was not off limits, infect it was expected as with him being the stronger minded of the two, in his eyes. It was time already to see how far he could push his new roommate to into being less than equal to him. Andy thought, 'If he doesn't fold, then I guess he's strong enough to hang in this house, but if not then he'll have to settle for me being the boss…of him, lol. I'll get him to change my socks! lol' Will said, "What!? No man I cant do all that." Andy pleaded and prodded him saying,"Pleeaase" Will took one more look at his awaiting feet and knew it wouldn't be good. "I...cant...I gotta get up early for school man." He back pedaled again. Now Andy was getting upset and as someone actually always got there way, he was not happy with that answer.
He decided to pull the guilt trip on him in one more attempt to get Will to bend to his funky request...to change his socks. If he could get him to do this, what else could he get him to do. Dishes, laundry, homework? Lol if he didn't oh well. It wasn't that big of a deal. Andy could change his own socks if he really wanted to, he wanted to see what he could get the new guy to do. As Will slowly backed up in retreat to the safety of his room, thinking he had a vlid excuse and that Andy had given up on his foolish and humiliating request, he said,"Hey man, I hurt my back lifting your shit! The least you could do would be to help me out while my back is hurt. Is it to much to ask!? Are you embarrassed or something? They're just feet and socks man. Come on I won't tell anybody you did this for me. My back hurts to bad to bend!" Will looked at Andy in shock who was obviously getting pissed at his attempts to decline.
He thought, 'How dare he bring up the injury...but he did feel bad, and, if changing his socks would help him out then...I guess I could, just real quick.' Andy did not really expecting Will to do it, he was more dominantly playing with Will, plus he had no clue that Will had been struggling, staring at his big feet the whole movie, but if he could get him to do it, he would have a small leverage over him. And as Will justified his obedience to the command, Andy had looked back down at his book sure now that it wasn't going to work, oh well. As Andy read a couple more lines, he saw Will walking towards him out of the corner of his eye, to hear him say, "Ok Andy,...I'll do it." And with that he said, "What do you want me to do?"
Andy was shocked to see Will awaiting his commands, but shook off the awe and immediately shifted into the brat mode of dominance he was used to asserting over boys who had crushes on him and even older men that had given into him. Andy said,"Go ahead and sit down in the floor in front of my feet." Will thought that was strange saying,"Can't I just stand and do it?" Andy said,"Come on man, no time for all these questions, you'll have a better view of what you'e doing from the floor." Will didn't want to fight with Andy and wanted this room situation to work so he thought whatever. To Andy's delight he saw Will crumble in humiliation and guilt, to sit at his foot-rested feet indian style at the edge of recliner where his task would begin.
He saw Andy's feet up close for the first time, covered in mystery as the dirty socks shrouded Andy's big soles completely except for where the small hole was sporting a hint of toe cleavage. He was waiting when Andy said,"Ok remove this sock,"as he waved his foot in Will's direction who was about a foot away from Andy's feet. Will hastily grabbed a hold of the sock from the toe and pulled. Andy yelped saying,"Take it easy, you have to hold up my ankle and pull it from the heel. My back and feet can't take the pressure." "Okay sorry,'" says Will. He did as he was told with gentleness and Andy was pleased that he listened, holding his leg by the ankle, elevating the foot and peeling off the sock from the heel only to reveal a moist yellow-pink meaty heel that he had never seen anything like it before, sadly he couldn't help but admire the look of it.
He continued as Andy sighed. He laid Andy's leg back down now that he had the heel free. He grabbed the toe end of the sock pulling up and with a gentle tug, the abused cotton sock fell into Will's hand as the removal made a soft pop sound. And poof! a light waft of Andy's big, pink feet softly blew into his face. The smell was...confusing, in that it confused Will. Feeling the foot wind, he thought he would be repulsed and drawback, but, he didn't. He didn't mean to breathe it in, but his breath timing was all wrong when the scent greeted him. He suddenly felt a weakness come over him. Confused because the smell was funky, but…shake it off man! He didn't know what to think as he finally looked upon Andy's sole. A sight to see. His eyes couldn't help themselves as he took in the power of the heel, his long sole up to the wide ball of his foot, and his long wiggly toes that as they spread, it knocked loose some sock fuzzies that he saw fall out from between his toes, falling onto Will's hands.
Will tried to look away as Andy stretched his foot out. "Oh thank you Will. You're doing great!" He closed his eyes and waved his foot side to side pivoting at the heel, spreading his toes so wide. As Will witnessed this sole show he was dumbstruck. Pathetically, he couldn't think of anything he'd ever saw that was more beautiful. Andy's new foot freedom innocently lulled him into more time at the recliner foot rest. Andy looked up to see Will sitting in silence just staring at his bare foot. His eyes scanning up and down his sole with a dirty sock in his hand. 'What the fuck!?' Andy thought to himself as he observed Will's dumbfounded look. 'Does he like my feet or something? He's not looking away? Hmm.' Andy pointed his toes in Will's face and said,"Hey, you alright? Don't forget about my other foot. Here, take this one off." he extended his other foot a little more as Will snapped out to see Andy's toes pointed in his face.
He didn't pull away. How could he? He needs to obey and fulfill what he promised to do, right?
He struggled with his feelings now as this was quickly getting out of hand. He figured, 'I'll get the other sock off and be outta here.' Acknowledging Andy's command and his "take notice" toe point, grabbing a hold of his ankle again pulling the sock from the heel as not to hurt Andy's aching back. He pulled up the sock exposing another pretty pink heel as Andy said,"Aww, you remembered how to do it." Andy smiled down at him and Will felt a degree of validation for his caring sock duty. He kind of felt happy that Andy appreciated what he was doing and deep down didn't mind helping out Andy, but of course this couldn't go on anymore after this. 'This would not be a healthy roommate situation...him tending to Andy's feet every night.
That won't be happening again!' he thought to himself.
He worked off the other sock to follow through with what he promised. He meant to put the other socks on, but Andy still had them. While he thought about asking for them, Andy began to really enjoy himself and started stretching his now bare feet in front of Will's face just getting comfortable and said,"Ahh, that feels so much better. To stretch out my toes, and let my feet breathe haha. Thank you so much! Bet you never saw feet like this before! They are soo big, always sweaty, and they can be kind of overwhelming.
Sorry. Just let me relax a bit before you put them back in that awful sock prison ok?" Will gave no answer and Andy didn't care. He just threw his head back in relaxation and began to work his achy dogs out in Will's poor face. Will thought he wanted to put the new socks on, but the more he stared at the innocent tootsie show, he became distracted from completing his task. He was doing whatever Andy's feet wanted and they just wanted to be seen, to be noticed. I don't know if any man could ignore Andy's feet? As Andy spread his long digits out, and exposed the dark pieces of toe jam in between his toes, the heady smell of his feet and toes couldn't help but escape to nearby noses, finding its way to the nearest nose first and filling the sinuses up with a hefty dose of foot odor. Staring Will sat still like a boa was slowly constricting around him unable move, watching all Andy's angelic feet had to show. Sniff, sniff, there was that smell again, ooh. In a couple whiffs, the scent had him pinned, but embarrassed and appalled that he wanted another whiff as Andy's stinky toe scent washed over him.
Will was getting too much feet now, large feet taking all his view. Forcing him to stare as he felt trapped snuggled under the recliner footrest while his chin just cleared the top leaving him in eye-view of Andy's soft, bare feet. They looked to be a little moist, or sweaty. Such pink and creamy soles, the foot flesh was something to behold. He'd never looked upon another man's feet before, not for this long and this close before. And Andy's toes took the prize home with a wiggle and spread that seemed to melt away Will's resolve in seconds. He didn't know what to do but let Andy do what he wanted…until he was done? Andy too was lost in the moment, feeling like a prince with a servant at his feet! He noticed a funky smell as he lay enjoying his roommate's care and realized it was the cheesy smell of his feet. He had a long day and his feet naturally sweat a lot, so it wasn't a big surprise haha.
He looked up to say,"But you've done a great..." he stopped only to see Will frozen with a funny look on his face. 'Wow, he's just staring at my feet!" Andy giggled in embarrassment for Will as he sat staring pathetically at his big, smelly feet. 'What is it with this guy!? It's like he's in a fucking trance! I know he can smell that if I can. He must not mind? Interesting...' He smiled and waved his toes around to see Will's reaction and he wasn't going anywhere as his eyes dare to follow. He figured he could explore this foot smell thing a little further. He had always had smelly feet and was not embarrassed about it. He was the type that would think it was funny to make someone smell his feet or at least watch them suffer in the same room as him. "Hey man, I want you to know I really appreciate you taking off my socks and being so gentle. You really took your time even though my feet are kind of stinky today hehe. I appreciate it."
Will was glad that he appreciated his work, but felt embarrassed about the smelly feet comment. He wanted to get up as reality set in, realizing he had been sitting and staring at Andy's feet for quite a while. "Well, I helped, but I've got to get to bed man, so..." Andy interjected,"Well hold on a second. I just wanted to show you this trick I learned*with my feet a while back. Then you can go ok?" Will said,"Ok," thinking if he just check out the trick for a minute he would be home free and free from being so close to Andy's big feet. Andy said smiled and said good,"I'm glad you're letting me do this, its the least I could do for you." Curious to see what Will would do, he scooted forward to where his feet were closer to Will's face than ever before. He wanted him to smell his feet some more to see if he really did have a thing for it. If he didn't he would pull away right? He would be disgusted. Andy thought,'I'm sure he'll pull away. Who likes my stinky feet, haha!? No one, lol!' "Just watch this." Andy pulled his knees up and slowly began scissor kicking his legs, fanning out his toes, using his big feet like fans.
As the wind got caught up in his big soles, he easily fanned big stinky feet clouds into Will's face as he thought of pulling away but got lost in the wonderful sight of the soft, sensual scissor kicking right in his face.
As the wind lightly blew his hair back, Andy couldn't help but laugh. The wind on Will's face smelled like cheesy feet, Andy's feet and though he thought he could withstand Andy's new foot trick, he didn't realize the trick was on him & the more he smelled the weaker he got. He sadly began to feel an irresistible tingle on his dick and with each waft of toe odor Andy blew him, his dick only got harder and harder.He sniffed at the foot wind unconsciously as he let Andy fill his head, his dick, and his heart with his funky foot odor. Andy giggled and his eyes lit up as he saw that Will was not moving. Andy just stared at Will in amazement as he didn't back up, he stayed/ Andy stopped kicking and plopped his feet back down on the foot rest and said,"Wow! That was neat! Thanks for letting me show you my foot trick. I hope you liked it. I hope my feet don't smell too much. I just realized I just fanned my stinky feet in your face, haha. Sorry, but I guess...you...didn't mind?" he said this as he spread out his toes really wide in Will's face and said,"Do you?"
One look at Andy's pretty toes and soft, sweaty soles and Will was in a fight to surrender or run and his raging peter made sure he wasn't going anywhere as it pulsated at the sight of Andy's sweaty peds.
"You be the judge, ok? Do you think my feet smell alright? They're not that bad, huh."* Unable to tell him no or refuse the sight, Andy stuck out his feet, fanning out his toes under Will's nose releasing a smell that was so powerful that it was innocently luring a straight man to sample more and more. To Andy's delight, he saw Will helplessly lean in to his feet and welcome the scent. "Is it strong in between my toes?" "Sniff, sniff." From under the recliner Will's dick felt like it was going to explode as Andy giggled, playfully waving his pretty pink toes under his nose. Ooh.
Andy smiled as he watched Will sniff his toes making sure not to actually touch him with his feet. He didn't want to scare him away. Just the scent will do. Haha, what a fool! He said as Will breathed in Andy's wonderful toe perfume. Too much to fight… Andy giggled to himself, 'I guess he can't resist, hahaha. Its funny this guy was straight a couple hours ago, now he's hopelessly surrendering to my big soft feet. He obviously has a foot fetish he never knew about until he saw these beauties. Hah! I'll make sure he feeds his need as I tease the shit out of him with my sweaty soles and irresistible tootsies haha. He won't be able to say no by the time I'm done with him. One look at my feet and he was smitten! Who can resist my feet!?… Well Andy had had plenty of fun with Will as Will just sniffed his soles from inches away in a shameful transfixion. Poor guy, he didn't stand a chance when it came to Andy's huge, stinky feet. "Haha, I knew it! You like it! You like my stinky feet!? Haha. Thats enough."
Will was ashamed and turned on at the same time. Andy was through with him and got Will backed up enough to put down the recliner. He shot up like nothing was wrong and said,"Thank you for everything & I can't believe you like my smelly feet, haha, but thats cool. Whatever you like man." Will tried to hold on to his self-worth even though it looked bad saying, "No man, I…I was only doing what you asked me too." Andy laughed saying,"Whatever dude."
He happened to look down and noticed the huge boner tenting Will's pajama bottoms! He didnt even try to hide it cause Andy had him so dizzy with his foot scent. Will looked down and covered it but it was too late. Andy just chuckled and said," Haha, wow, you've got it bad! Took my socks off and got a boner from smelling my feet? Just doing what I told you? I didn't tell you to get a huge wood. What a loser!" Will heard these words and they cut like a knife as he hung his head in complete embarrassment as he was unable to disobey any of Andy's stinky foot commands, surrendering to every thing he did to him. "Haha, just kidding man. My feet are fuckin' beautiful. I don't blame you for getting a little caught up with my feet. Well, I'll see you tomorrow, Im going to bed."
Will sat there watching Andy retire to the bedroom. He looked down at his hands and saw a dirty sock in each hand. Those damn socks had started this whole thing! Will shook his head as he realized he was blaming a pair of socks, how pathetic he thought. With disdain, Will tossed the socks to the floor and got up, he noticed his woody was starting to go down and he was relieved. He shut the tv off and went to his bedroom. When Will went to bed, he was pissed at himself and what had happened to him. His head was still a little foggy as to what had just occurred. He didn't even*want to imagine what tomorrow would bring, but he knew he had to leave if he was going to fight this. His heart ached in agony as he realized he had been overtaken by a pair of stinky male feet and he did nothing to stop it. And what’s worse is that if he got around Andy's feet again, he couldn't honestly say what he would do. Just in pondering these thoughts, he began to think about being at Andy's feet and he began to feel that little tingle again.
He tried to block the images out of his mind, but all he could do was picture Andy's wrinkled soles, Andy's crusty, yellow heels, Andy's wiggling toes...and the smell, oh geez. These thoughts and images came like waves, rushing over him. Just when he'd recover from the last wave, here came another, taking him deeper and making his dick feverishly pulsate ....he started to replay Andy commanding him in his voice that had that feminine twang to it, "Smell in between my toes," and "Watch me wiggle my toes. Haha, you can see my toes through my sock." "mmmmm" those words were turning him on sooo much. Will snapped out of it to find himself looking down at his own hand softly rubbing his swollen boner through his boxers. Everything he knew to be wrong was still wrong, but his own body was betraying him. What could he do if the sight of Andy's pink, wrinkly soles made him weak in the knees? How could he fight the smell of his feet when he takes his shoes and socks off in the room?
Will was getting even harder thinking about the hopelessness of his plight. His dick swooned in the air as he lay on his bed unable to resist the barrage of lustful thoughts he had for Andy's stinky socks. It was quickly becoming so hard for him to not touch himself. He thought, 'Come on Will! What are you doing!? You don't like guy's feet! Get a hold of yourself! Be a man! Disgusted with himself, he denied his hungry dick and immediately took his hand away. His breathing picked up as he felt stressed not being able to relieve himself because he didn't want to jack off thinking of Andy's feet! He was not supposed to be thinking about this, but lets face it...its all he could think about. He had a bad case of feet on the brain. With his arms and hands pinned down by his side, trying to fight the wonderful feeling, his dick bobbed an weaved. He tried to rally back by thinking, You like girls, pussy, boobs, ass.' He desperately put an image in his head of a dancing naked girl with nice boobs and a tight butt.
He began to rub his peter to that and for a while it felt good, but after a couple minutes the dancing girl fantasy began to loose steam and the picture he made was fading. Usually this would do it for Will and he would be hard and be able to go ahead and cum, but the girl couldn't compete with Andy's big, odorous feet. It refused him the release he had needed ever since he got a good whiff of Andy's socks. He rubbed a little more but his dick wasn't responding, going down and shriveling up, basically telling him, 'No, that's not what's gonna do it. You know what I need.'
As Will's confused penis betrayed him, he thought, 'What the hell am I going to do? I've got to cum so bad.' His dick lazily fell, evidently needing something else to get going again. His dick had fallen hard for that inescapable smell…'Was the sight and irresistible smell of stinky feet all that turns me on now?' It was true, he had never been so hard than when he was sniffing on Andy's feet and he knew it. His dick began to throb again, telling him, 'That's it buddy...that's what I want and that's what you need so you can explode.' His dick's desire led him to remember the socks he left in the floor of the living room. Will's pulsating penis had finally got the best of him and he got up from his bed. He walked quietly, sneaking into living room with a raging boner making his knees weak. He found the socks and snatched them up holding them like a small prize he had won. So excited, he ran back to the room so he didn't get caught.
When Will entered his room he went ahead and climbed back into bed. He looked at the dirty socks in his hand and his penis jumped, unable to contain its need. Will didn't really know what to do with the socks, he had never done this before, but his dick was so hard helping in the process. Will didn't think about the consequences of doing this...jacking off to stinky socks, but he didn't care at this point. He was being dragged down and drowned in a unrelenting stinky foot tease. He needed release, but what would happen if he gave in? Would it make him want more? Or would release appease his boner and kill the infatuation forever, realizing feet aren't where it's at for him? That it was just a silly curiosity that was killed after trying it and seeing it wasn't that great?
As Will's thoughts raced, he hastily decided that he would do it just this once, just to get to bed. He probably would barely smell them just enough to get* it over with. No big deal. Determined to end this once and for all, he slumped down in bed with his head on the pillow face up. He squirted a little baby oil into his hand from his night stand and then placed it on top in case he needed more. Then grabbed onto his awaiting greedy penis with his oily fingers and cupped his palm around the sensitive underside of his tip. With his other hand he took the ball of socks and pressed them to his face. He then began stroking, it felt so good but the socks didn't really smell where he was smelling. He had never sniffed socks before so he didn't know what he was doing.
He separated the socks and got just one in his hand and then maneuvered the now sweat-dried sock to where the toe part was on the bottom . He figured that's where the strongest smell was, as he painfully remembered sniffing up Andy's long toes and the cheesy scent that made him so hard, so quick. Will convinced himself that it would most likely be horrible and he would barelyget through stroking off, not enjoying it, and he would never do it again. So he gripped his penis with his baby oiled hand and held the sock in his palm to cup the bottom side of the crusty toe end over his nose. Stroking slowly, he went ahead and clasped the tattered sock over his face. He gave it a little sniff, and oh how they smelled! Soo strong, so rich, so wonderful. He sniffed again, this time deeper than before, filling his lungs with Andy's stinky, cheesy, sock scent. His dick grew and grew with each sniff now giving it exactly what it wanted...stinky feet! He frantically stroked now, becoming so weak for the smell, allowing it to control his actions.
As he gave in to his curiosity and desire to sniff and jerk, his dick twerked and twitched until it ached to pop.
In the privacy of his room, the smell was driving him wild and he suddenly felt the urge to stuff one sock in his mouth as if he was being smothered. He pretended Andy was doing this to him and his cock turned a deep purple and threatened to explode. He never thought it would get this far as he lay on his bed thrusting uncontrollably into his oily palm and surrendering his mind and body to Andy's stinky socks. Jerking and smothering himself silly until...stroke, stroke, sniff, squeeze, and his brain went blank as his hips jirated up and his poor dick had had enough of the smell. It convulsed once and then popped so hard, shooting out a long stream of cum and then reloaded for another eruption, and another...as Will felt a feeling of pure bliss like he'd never felt before as he moaned and breathed into the socks, tingling all over his body, loving the sock sniffing, unfortunately locking his memory of the best orgasm of his life to the unforgiving scent of Andy's sweaty feet.
He was so spent after that he fell fast asleep laying in his foot odor-induced cum bath.
