by JJ Foot
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Story 3 - Brent's Aching Feet
Wednesday morning... our weekly manager's meeting. About 2 years ago the senior VP changed the meeting day from Monday to Wednesday. People were dragging in on Monday and not as alert as need be, and because we have weekly deadlines on Tuesday's, they figured we all could focus better on Wednesdays. We still don't "enjoy" the manager's meetings, but at least we get a lot more accomplished!
Brent was running late as usual, and as usual I kept a seat open for him. Brent is very handsome, really a great looking guy, and one of these straight acting and straight looking guys, but there is just something about him that makes you wonder if he's gay. You know the kind... it's more than just wanting him to be gay... there's just a way about him that keeps me guessing. He always talks about this string of ladies he goes out with... but I've never seen him with anyone. In the 3 years he's been with the company, he's always come alone to our holiday parties, business functions and get-togethers outside the office.
Josh Winters, the Department Manager was speaking when Brent came in and sat down in the chair next to mine. Damn... he is so HOT! He was huffing and puffing from his hurried entrance. Brent has dirty blonde hair, green eyes and a killer smile. His perfect tan shows off his very white teeth. He started to take some papers out of his small portfolio case and a report dropped to the floor. It fell far enough that Brent had to get up to get it. As he bent over to pick up the report, it was as if his ass were placed on display, just for me! He wears his slacks on the tight side and they were stretched to the max! His perfectly round mounds were protruding so invitingly.
I had all I could do to not reach out and cop a feel! He sat back down and got his papers in order. Brent started to calm down a little but he kept squirming with his legs and feet. I glanced down and saw that he had slipped his feet out of his shoes! He was rubbing his feet together. He was wearing black cotton gold-toes. How sexy! This hot man was sitting right next to me rubbing his feet over and over! He was driving me crazy!
I leaned in, "What's the matter? Itch?"
Brent leaned into me and quietly said, "New shoes... trying to break them in."
I replied in a whisper, "The shoes look great but you look miserable!"
"I feel miserable, believe me! I had to pick up my dry cleaning on the way into work this morning... changed in the car in the parking lot... now these new shoes are killing me!"
I couldn't think of anything else to say except, "My feet hurt too... too much walking around lately."
Brent told me, "Take off your shoes!"
So I did! I leaned down to untie them and slipped my feet out. My feet are very sexy and masculine looking even through socks, and I was proud of my soft charcoal colored microfiber over-the-calves. I hadn't been wearing my shoes too long this morning, but it did feel good to let my feet out of confinement. I started to stretch my toes and rub my socked feet together as well. Brent leaned in again and whispered to me, "Feel better?"
I was getting so turned on by this guy whispering in my ear. The smell of his cologne was intoxicating... not to mention how sexy his voice sounded so low and close to my face. I managed to whisper back, "Oh yeah... feel's great man!"
We each sat there semi-concentrating on the meeting and mostly concentrating on our feet! Every little bit I let my right foot stray over to Brent's sexy socked left foot. Our feet met a few times and the touch of his warm foot sent vibrations through my entire body! Neither one of us made an effort to move our feet away when they touched... it was just sort of natural. At one point, our feet actually intertwined! It felt so good I couldn't resist saying, "Hey... are you playing footsie with me Brent?"
"I think you're playing with me wiseguy!" We each let out a nervous laugh. Brent said, "I could sure go for a foot massage!"
"Me too! You giving?" Brent was taken back a little...
"only if I was drunk off my ass!" We laughed again.
The meeting was finally about to break up and we immediately put our shoes back on without anyone seeing. I asked Brent if he wanted to go out for a drink tonight. He said, "Sure Michael. Are you trying to get me drunk enough for a foot massage?" We laughed out loud this time. We agreed on Brent stopping by my place right after work, and then we'd have a quick drink before heading out to the bar.
I got home at about 6 o'clock and made sure the place was straightened up a little. Our agreed upon time of 6:15 came and went and I was getting concerned when Brent still hadn't arrived by 6:45. I called him on his cell phone but only got his voicemail. Brent finally showed a little after 7 o'clock. He didn't look well... actually he looked pretty messed up. It was as though he'd already been drinking or maybe even doing something stronger. I asked him in and he apologized for being late. He said that he was feeling light-headed so he pulled over to rest awhile.
He thought he was feeling better so he drove the rest of the way to my condo. He wasn't able to stand very well so I took hold of him and walked him to the sofa. His strong hard body felt awesome in my grip. Brent tried to speak but was slurring his words. He did manage to tell me that his feet were still aching from wearing his new shoes all day at work. As I sat him down on the sofa I offered to remove his shoes for him. He said, "Please."
He was still kind of hanging on to me so I asked, "Have you taken something... like a drug medication?"
Brent insisted, "Hell No!" The next thing I knew he had passed out!
I sat on the couch next to Brent and lightly tapped his cheek. I called out his name... no luck... this guy was OUT! I sat right next to Brent, this gorgeous stud, our bodies touching. His was so warm I felt overheated immediately. Then I thought... this is my chance to touch his feet... to caress his meaty man-feet! My cock jumped at the thought of just getting close to Brent's socks. I called out his name again... no response. I knelt down at his shiny black slip-on shoes and slipped them off his feet. Oh, those sexy black socks with gold-toes! His feet looked magnificent in those cotton socks. I took hold of both of his feet... what an awesome surprise... his socks were so soft! I knelt down closer and pressed his feet to my face. I sniffed in his manly foot scent. It was incredible. They smelled of an intoxicating combination of stinky feet and new shoe leather. My cock was rock-hard now and so I kicked off my own shoes and pulled off my slacks.
Since this handsome devil was out like a light, I decided to remove his pants as well. I undid the belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his slacks. I grabbed hold and pulled down strongly to get his pants passed his ass. Brent stirred somewhat but was still a zombie! When I pulled his pants down over his legs I was more than surprised with my discovery! This hunk of a man was wearing the sexiest pair of red lace panties I'd ever seen! And this MAN was wearing them! Brent's boner was about half-hard and he seemed to even have a pleasant look on his face! I couldn't believe my eyes! My cock couldn't believe it either because with this amazing sight I was sporting major wood! I pulled his pants off entirely and went right back to his manly socked feet. I sniffed them good and smeared my face all over them. I put his two handsome sock covered feet around my cock and starting fucking! I went to town on his soft socks and willing feet.
I was getting hotter and hotter by the second! This beautifully handsome, straight looking GQ model of a man was laying back on my couch in panties... with a heavy bulge... and I was fucking his feet with awesome rhythm! I pumped and pumped and finally blew a huge load up onto my stomach and chest! My heavy breathing was uncontrollable! I panted and wheezed... spewing hot cum all over myself. I lifted his feet to my face once more and gently caressed his soft-socked feet... taking in as much foot stink as I could.
I looked up at Brent... sleeping like a baby! I went up to the bathroom in my room to clean up. I returned with a blanket for Mr. Sleeping Beauty. I didn't even try to get his slacks back on him... I simply moved him so he was lying comfortably on my sofa and draped the blanket over his sexy body. I ended up popping a Lean Cuisine in the microwave for dinner. Brent slept on my sofa all night and woke up before I did. In fact, when my alarm sounded at 5 am I came downstairs to check on my guest. He had already left!
Story 4 - Steven's Sweat Socks
Bright and early on a Tuesday morning... well, almost 8 a.m. that is, and as usual I stopped by the restroom before making my way to my cubicle on the fourth floor. Insurance isn't glamorous, but it's steady and pays the bills. The main benefit of course are all the hot young guys working their way to the top. As I walk into the men's room, I see Steven standing at one of the urinals. He was just finishing up and shook his main member several times! He turned to acknowledge me when I walked towards the other urinal. I glanced at his crotch area as nonchalantly as possible and Steven's penis was long! I mean that thing must have been a good 5 inches... soft! When I looked up his eyes were on mine and he said, "Good morning Michael!"
"Good morning Steven," I replied, and looked to the floor as I stepped to the urinal. I noticed a backpack on the floor and asked, "Have you been working out this morning?"
"Nah, that's some work stuff and my change of shoes. I always change from my tennis shoes to slip-on's before hitting the floor."
We all refer to the main work area as "the floor." Steven was one of the "worker-bees" but not in my group. Man I wish he were though... blond hair parted in the middle and simply combed back in a feathered style. Steven is fit and trim... a little on the thin side for my usual liking, but hot just the same. He's handsome with chiseled features and his hazel eyes squint when he laughs... so cute!
"Do you walk to work?" I asked as I was wanking at my own dick to shake off the excess. Just catching a glimpse of Steven's long sock dick and discussing his shoes was giving me a woody.
"Nah, I like to practice my dance steps in my tennies instead of my dress shoes." Steven was removing his tennis shoes revealing his somewhat dingy white sweat socks! I turned to look down at his feet and slipped my dick back in my slacks.
I was so curious now... "You dance?" Steven said, "Oh yeah... I love it... let me show you some moves." With that, he danced a few steps side to side looking just like Fred Astaire. I said, "Hey! That's great man!"
Steven was really getting into it! He was only wearing his sweat socks flitting around the men's bathroom. He then said, "If you like that... how about this?" He grabbed me and spun me around, holding my waist and trying to hold my hands. I was going for it too! I couldn't believe this hot young stud was dancing with me! My hard on was growing and our bodies would touch slightly when we were trying to dance... very awkwardly I might add. Then, Steven slipped and stumbled to me and I fell back with his weight.
We fell to the ground and Steven was on top of me! His face was on my stomach and I could feel his dick through his pants on my right leg. My own dick was raging hard by now and was starting to poke out of my zipper! I realized I never zipped up from before. Steven didn't make too much of a fuss to get up quickly and kind of lingered on top of me. He struggled a little to get up and he saw my hard on!
"Sorry about that Steven. I know it's not politically correct office talk, but I've been so damn horny lately."
Steven said, "Don't worry about it Michael. But you'd better put that thing away before someone walks in here!" He got up off the floor then and removed his sweat socks. Geez... the site of his handsome white feet! His toes were long and straight... nails perfectly manicured... light blond hairs adorned the tops of his feet. He reached into his backpack and pulled out his dress shoes. He pulled out a pair of black patterned cotton socks and rolled them onto his feet. He then slipped the shoes on his sexy socked feet. I was standing, dick tucked in and pants zipped up, staring at this wonderful site of a man putting on his socks and shoes!
I was speechless. Steven was the first to speak again. "How'd you like the dance moves? Do you dance? You seemed to be a little nervous. You don't mind that I grabbed you for a quick dance, do ya Michael?"
"No... not at all... it was fun! I'm sorry I must have been the clumsy one to cause us to fall to the floor. Maybe you could teach me some more sometime."
"That sounds great! I'm always looking for someone to practice with. Man or woman I don't care. I'm not a fag or anything... I just love to dance! So if you don't mind gettin' a little close I could teach you a few dance steps."
Stammering a bit I said, "Cool! How about tomorrow night?" Steven told me that Friday night would be better for him... at his place. We made our way out of the restroom to "the floor" and exchanged phone numbers and addresses.
I was on pins and needles waiting for Friday. Each day thereafter, Steven and I would "run into" each other in the restroom. I swear he always shook his dick several times... in plain view! So, I started doing the same. We went on with some small talk shaking our dicks for each other, and then stuffing our hardening missiles back into our slacks. On Thursday morning, Steven was particularly exhibitionist with me. He finished peeing before me and jerked himself several times. Then he moved behind me and said, "Tomorrow night I'm going to teach you all the right dance moves Michael."
He grabbed my waist and moved in close behind me. I had finished my business and was shaking my dick when his arms wrapped around me from behind... grabbing my arms and then lifting them up and holding my hands. He swayed to the left and then to the right and I actually felt his dick poking my ass. He was grinding my ass through my tight dress slacks! Damn what a great feeling! I didn't know what else to do so I reached behind and grabbed Steven's waist too!
I turned and my dick was growing at the warmth of his snuggling body. We came together... face to face... dick to dick... and ground our bodies together twice! Steven's dick was half hard now and the look on his face was sooooo sexy! He was getting hot and I was feeling like I'd bust my nut at any second! I said, "Well, this is a new move dude... I can't wait to see what else you'll show me tomorrow night!"
"You're going to love my dance lessons Michael." Just then, the outer bathroom door opened and Steven and I quickly moved to the urinals and zipped up! It was Josh the Department Manager who came in. We said good morning to him and washed up. On our way out of the men's room, Steven continued, "I like to dance in sweat socks, so wear a pair yourself." I said ok!
Friday night finally came and I arrived at Steven's apartment right on time. He was wearing an oversized cutoff sweatshirt and a pair of white dancing tights, and of course his white sweat socks. Oh man he looked so hot and sexy in socks and clinging tights. His muscles bulged and the stretchy material displayed every curve and contour of his trim yet firm body. Steven insisted on giving me a brief tour of his apartment. Of course I paid close attention to his ass mounds that formed so nicely in his tights. We wound up in his second bedroom, which had hard wood floors and only a stretching mat in one corner of the room.
Steven told me to take off my shoes, which I did. He saw I was wearing black nylon socks instead of white sweat socks. I told him that I thought the nylon socks would help me slide easier. Steven said I could try it but that I definitely needed to wear sweats or tights and not the Levi's jeans I was wearing. He suggested I take off the jeans and he'd be back with something else for me. Steven left the room and I removed my jeans. I was comfortable in my pullover but felt a little uneasy in just my DKNY boxers.
My new friend returned with a pair of black tights for me to put on. He said, "You shouldn't even try to get these on with those boxers on too dude." So, I slipped off my boxers and felt my dick coming alive! I staggered a bit trying to get the tights on and ended up sitting on the mat pulling them up all the way. Steven waited patiently and we gabbed about work stuff a little while I changed. Then he came over to me and grabbed my feet! Holding and nearly stroking my socked feet he said, "These nylon socks are cool, Michael. I think they'll do just fine for us tonight."
Puzzled by that, yet totally excited, I said, "Sounds good I guess. Let's get started."
Those tights felt like a second skin on my lower body. It was awesome. Steven stepped up and he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. Our bulges smashed together and we held hands and outstretched arms. He gave some instructions and we started some easy dance moves. We were doing real well and I could tell that Steven was as hot and excited as I was. Then he lunged forward and grabbed me tighter and started dancing us all over the room at a faster pace! I was trying to keep up with him but we stumbled to the floor on the mat.
Again, Steven was on top of me and we were writhing around together. My hard on was so definite in my borrowed black tights. Steven's woody was even more defined in his sexy white tights. He swooped around so that he was grabbing at my legs... maneuvering himself so that his legs were getting closer to my face. He reached for my socked feet and touched them... rubbed them... almost caressing them! He said, "I think these nylon socks of yours are making it hard for us to dance."
I said, "What do you mean? I think we were just dancing too fast!" Steven said, "No... I think they are a distraction and we should do something about them." He kept rubbing and caressing my feet and got his face so close to them.
I said, "Well I think your sweat socks are the problem. They have to go!" So, I started rubbing his socked feet too and then began removing one of his socks. His sweat socks were a little dingy and had a pungent sexy man sweat smell to them. It was as if he had worn them for a week! Steven ground his hard on into my leg and made it real easy for me to get at his feet. I pulled off both socks and went to work on his sexy man feet! I was massaging them and caressing them.
Steven did the same to me. He put my feet on his face and sniffed in a big inhale of my foot smell! He pulled off my nylon socks and stuck my foot right in his mouth! I couldn't believe it! He slurped on my sexy toes and licked and sucked each one. Then he blurted out... "God man your feet are so sexy and hot and beautiful! I've wanted to see your feet and do them ever since I saw you staring at my feet in the bathroom at work."
I came out too... "Oh Steven your feet are so sexy! I wanted to dive at them in that bathroom!" I was sucking on his toes and licking his feet. Steven was devouring my feet too! We were both writhing around and grinding our bodies and hard cocks into each other through Steven's hot form-fitting tights! We were rubbing each other's hard cocks through those tights and licking and sucking and sniffing the other ones feet! We quickly got to the boiling point and our dicks exploded at the same time!
Resting... calming... relishing... Steven finally said, "That was incredible. But I haven't had enough of your sexy feet and body. You are staying the night, aren't you?" I replied... "Of course!"
