Dave stopped by Tim's office, and he feet a little nervous. It's not every day you go over to a guy's place to give him a foot job. But Tim has been talking about this all week, and you know he's been looking forward to it.

As soon as Dave walked in, he could tell Tim was excited. Dave's wearing his tightest jeans and a fitted t-shirt, and he is wearing black high tops. You can't help but feel a little flustered as he walked into Tim’s his office.

"Have a seat," Tim says, gesturing to the over stuffed chair. "I'll get us some drinks."

You sit down, trying to calm your nerves. You kick off your high top sneakers and wiggle your toes, feeling the cool air on your sweaty feet. Dave always wears black high top sneakers without socks.  Dave hears Tim come back into the room, and you turn to see him holding two glasses of bourbon.

"Here you go," he says, handing you a glass. He takes a seat next to you, close enough that you can feel the heat radiating off his body.

You take a sip of your drink, trying to steady your nerves. You glance over at Tim, and he's watching you with a hungry look in his eyes. You can feel your heart start to race as you realize just how much he wants you.

"I've been thinking about this all week," he says, his voice low and husky. "I can't wait to feel your feet on me."

I also have two kinds of poppers to enhance our time together.  One is a quick and strong one the other is designed to give an intense happy ending.  Dave takes a long hit on the popper for a happy ending and says his head is flying.  Tim says to tell him when he feels the warmth of the poppers wash over his body down to his toes.  Then Tim will start to lick Dave’s feet from the heel to his toes with special care of working his tongue between Dave’s perfect toes.

Dave sets his glass down, takes another hit on the poppers and feeling a surge of excitement. Tim stands up, towering over Dave. He looks up at you, his eyes wide with anticipation.

"Take off your pants," Dave commands, his voice firm and confident.

Tim doesn't hesitate. He stands up and unbuttons his jeans, sliding them down his legs. He's wearing tight black boxer briefs, and you can see the outline of his hard cock through the fabric.

"Take those off too," Dave says, his voice barely above a whisper.

Tim obeys, stripping off his underwear and standing before Dave completely naked. Dave can't help but stare at his cock, thick and hard and ready for his hot feet.

“get down and lick my feet," Dave says, gesturing to Tim.  Tim licks his feet from heel to toes with special attention to Dave’s toes.  Dave takes a hit of poppers and orders Tim to work his tongue between each of his toes. Tim gladly obeys and Dave begins to moan with hot pleasure as Tim’s tongue does his magic between each of Dave’s hot toes.

Tim continues licking Dave’s feet and working his tongue between each of Dave’s hot toes.  Dave continues to moan with passion and orders Tim to continue and not to stop.  Dave can see Tim’s balls tight against his body, and Dave decides it is time to start working Tim’s hot hard cock with his warm moist feet.  He reaches out and touches Tim’s cock with his right foot while Tim sucks the toes on Dave’s left foot. "Fuck, that feels good," Tim moans, his hips bucking up.

Dave puts his warm moist feet on Tim’s cock, feeling the heat of him against his toes. Dave starts to stroke him, slow and steady. Up and down on Tim’s rock hard cock Dave rubbed his perfect feet, from the heel, up the arch, across the ball of his foot and across his perfect toes.  Tim's breathing quickens, and Dave could tell he's getting close.

"Do you want me to keep using my toes?" Dave asks, looking down at Tim.

"Yes, please," Tim moans, his eyes pleading with Dave.

Dave takes both his feet and places them on either side of Tim's cock, feeling the heat of him against his soles. Dave starts to rub his feet up and down Tim’s rock hard shaft, feeling Tim twitch and jerk beneath Dave’s hot feet and toes.

"Fuck, that feels amazing," Tim groans, his hands reaching down to grip Dave’s ankles. Your feet feel so fucking hot on my rock hard cock.  I love rubbing my cock on your heel, going up your arch, across the ball of your foot and then rubbing on the sensitive area between your toes and the ball of your foot.  Dave starts to moan with excitement. Dave shouts out ‘your rock hard cock feels so fucking hot on my toes’  ‘I want you to keep rubbing your cock on my toes until you blow a huge load on my feet and between my toes so I can lick it up and swallow every drop of you hot stickie sweet cum’.

Dave keeps rubbing his feet on Tim’s cock, feeling his cock grow harder and harder. Dave can tell Tim's getting really close, and he can't wait to feel him cum.

"I'm gonna cum," Tim moans, his hips bucking.

Dave keep rubbing his feet on Tim’s rock hard cock, feeling his cock twitch and jerk. And then, suddenly, Dave feels it. Hot, sticky cum spurting out between Dave’s toes and running down his perfect size 10 feet.

"Fuck, yes," Tim groans, his body shuddering with pleasure. Dave feels the sensation of Tim’s warm cum squirting between and on his toes.  Tim’s cum is starting to run down Dave’s hot foot, as Tim continues to milk his hot cock on Dave’s perfect toes.

Dave keeps rubbing feet on Tim’s throbbing cock, feeling his cock twitch and jerk as he milks every last drop of cum out of him. And then, finally, Tim's spent.

Dave pulls his feet away, feeling the cooling cum between his toes. Dave looks down at Tim, and he's got a blissful look on his face.

"That was amazing," he says, his voice barely above a whisper.

Tim smiles, feeling a surge of pride. Dave never gave a foot job before, but he  gave Tim the best one of his life.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Dave says, smiling at Tim.

Tim sits up, reaching out to take your hand. "Come here," he says, pulling Dave down next to him.

Dave snuggles up next to Tim, feeling his warm body pressed against each other. Dave could still feel the sticky cum between his toes, but he didn’t care. Dave just given Tim the best foot job of his life, and he knows he'll be doing it again soon and often.  They end kissing with their tongues dancing in each other’s mouths.

get to Tim's apartment, and you can't help but feel a little nervous. It's not every day you go over to a guy's place to give him a foot job. But Tim has been talking about this all week, and you know he's been looking forward to it.

As soon as you walk in, you can tell he's excited. He's wearing his tightest jeans and a fitted t-shirt, and his hair is perfectly messy. You can't help but feel a little flustered as he takes your coat and leads you to the living room.

"Have a seat," he says, gesturing to the couch. "I'll get us some drinks."

You sit down, trying to calm your nerves. You kick off your high top sneakers and wiggle your toes, feeling the cool air on your sweaty feet. You hear Tim come back into the room, and you turn to see him holding two glasses of wine.

"Here you go," he says, handing you a glass. He takes a seat next to you, close enough that you can feel the heat radiating off his body.

You take a sip of your wine, trying to steady your nerves. You glance over at Tim, and he's watching you with a hungry look in his eyes. You can feel your heart start to race as you realize just how much he wants you.

"I've been thinking about this all week," he says, his voice low and husky. "I can't wait to feel your feet on me."

You set your wine glass down on the coffee table, feeling a surge of excitement. You stand up, towering over Tim. He looks up at you, his eyes wide with anticipation.

"Take off your pants," you command, your voice firm and confident.

Tim doesn't hesitate. He stands up and unbuttons his jeans, sliding them down his legs. He's wearing tight black boxer briefs, and you can see the outline of his hard cock through the fabric.

"Take those off too," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.

Tim obeys, stripping off his underwear and standing before you completely naked. You can't help but stare at his cock, thick and hard and ready for you.

"Lie down on the couch," you say, gesturing to the cushions.

Tim does as he's told, lying down and spreading his legs wide. You can see his balls tight against his body, and you can't resist reaching out and touching him.

"Fuck, that feels good," Tim moans, his hips bucking up off the couch.

You wrap your hand around his cock, feeling the heat of him against your palm. You start to stroke him, slow and steady. Tim's breathing quickens, and you can tell he's getting close.

"Do you want me to use my feet?" you ask, looking down at Tim.

"Yes, please," he moans, his eyes pleading with you.

You take your feet and place them on either side of Tim's cock, feeling the heat of him against your soles. You start to rub your feet up and down his shaft, feeling him twitch and jerk beneath you.

"Fuck, that feels amazing," Tim groans, his hands reaching down to grip your ankles.

You keep rubbing your feet against him, feeling his cock grow harder and harder. You can tell he's getting close, and you can't wait to feel him cum.

"I'm gonna cum," Tim moans, his hips bucking up off the couch.

You keep rubbing your feet against him, feeling his cock twitch and jerk. And then, suddenly, you feel it. Hot, sticky cum spurting out between your toes.

"Fuck, yes," Tim groans, his body shuddering with pleasure.

You keep rubbing your feet against him, feeling his cock twitch and jerk as he milks every last drop of cum out of him. And then, finally, he's spent.

You pull your feet away, feeling the cooling cum between your toes. You look down at Tim, and he's got a blissful look on his face.

"That was amazing," he says, his voice barely above a whisper.

You smile, feeling a surge of pride. You've never given a foot job before, but you know you've just given Tim the best one of his life.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," you say, smiling down at him.

Tim sits up, reaching out to take your hand. "Come here," he says, pulling you down onto the couch next to him.

You snuggle up next to him, feeling his warm body pressed against yours. You can still feel the sticky cum between your toes, but you don't care. You've just given Tim the best foot job of his life, and you know you'll be doing it again soon.

The End.

ervous. It's not every day you go over to a guy's place to give him a foot job. But Tim has been talking about this all week, and you know he's been looking forward to it.

As soon as you walk in, you can tell he's excited. He's wearing his tightest jeans and a fitted t-shirt, and his hair is perfectly messy. You can't help but feel a little flustered as he takes your coat and leads you to the living room.

"Have a seat," he says, gesturing to the couch. "I'll get us some drinks."

You sit down, trying to calm your nerves. You kick off your high top sneakers and wiggle your toes, feeling the cool air on your sweaty feet. You hear Tim come back into the room, and you turn to see him holding two glasses of wine.

"Here you go," he says, handing you a glass. He takes a seat next to you, close enough that you can feel the heat radiating off his body.

You take a sip of your wine, trying to steady your nerves. You glance over at Tim, and he's watching you with a hungry look in his eyes. You can feel your heart start to race as you realize just how much he wants you.

"I've been thinking about this all week," he says, his voice low and husky. "I can't wait to feel your feet on me."

You set your wine glass down on the coffee table, feeling a surge of excitement. You stand up, towering over Tim. He looks up at you, his eyes wide with anticipation.

"Take off your pants," you command, your voice firm and confident.

Tim doesn't hesitate. He stands up and unbuttons his jeans, sliding them down his legs. He's wearing tight black boxer briefs, and you can see the outline of his hard cock through the fabric.

"Take those off too," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.

Tim obeys, stripping off his underwear and standing before you completely ock, feeling the heat of him against your palm. You start to stroke him, slow and steady. Tim's breathing quickens, and you can tell he's getting close.

"Do you want me to use my feet?" you ask, looking down at Tim.

"Yes, please," he moans, his eyes pleading with you.

You take your feet and place them on either side of Tim's cock, feeling the heat of him against your soles. You start to rub your feet up and down his shaft, feeling him twitch and jerk beneath you.

"Fuck, that feels amazing," Tim groans, his hands reaching down to grip your ankles.

You keep rubbing your feet against him, feeling his cock grow harder and harder. You can tell he's getting close, and you can't wait to feel him cum.

"I'm gonna cum," Tim moans, his hips bucking up off the couch.

You keep rubbing your feet against him, feeling his cock twitch and jerk. And then, suddenly, you feel it. Hot, sticky cum spurting out between your toes.

"Fuck, yes," Tim groans, his body shuddering with pleasure.

You keep rubbing your feet against him, feeling his cock twitch and jerk as he milks every last drop of cum out of him. And then, finally, he's spent.

You pull your feet away, feeling the cooling cum between your toes. You look down at Tim, and he's got a blissful look on his face.

"That was amazing," he says, his voice barely above a whisper.

You smile, feeling a surge of pride. You've never given a foot job before, but you know you've just given Tim the best one of his life.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," you say, smiling down at him.

Tim sits up, reaching out to take your hand. "Come here," he says, pulling you down onto the couch next to him.

You snuggle up next to him, feeling his warm body pressed against yours. You can still feel the sticky cum between your toes, but you don't care. You've just given Tim the best foot job of his life, and you know you'll be doing it again soon.

The End.