Well, the party was over, but my living and dining room looked like a war zone.  I didn’t even want to think about cleaning up. 

He was a handsome feller with curly blonde hair and aquamarine eyes, and beneath his clothing I could make out a slender body.   I knew his name was Spencer and that he was the friend of a friend, but I didn’t know much more than that.  When he collapsed to the floor and passed out, my dick instantly became hard.  I almost gave into the temptation to rip the shoes and socks from his feet and to suck on his then unseen toes.  As handsome as he was, I just knew that his bare feet would be equally perfect.

But I pulled myself together before simply taking what I wanted.

I leaned down and lightly slapped his handsome face. The lad awoke and eventually climbed to his feet. He was still drunk off his ass, stumbling over things ... and he eventually returned to my bathroom and passed out cold in my bathtub.  Unsure of what else to do, I half-dragged/half-carried carried Spence into my bedroom and laid him out on the mattress. I gently placed my hand on the out cold youth’s forehead, noting that his fair skin didn't seem unusually hot despite the fact that he was sweating like a racehorse. I lifted one of his eyelids and looked at his aquamarine-blue peepers. His pupils did seem responsive to light but were sluggish. He was just plain drunk.

With my tool nearly bursting from my pants, I crouched at the huge-looking feet of the unconscious party-goer and remove his trainers.

I pressed my face into Spencer's sweaty, dirty white ankle socks. The smell of the knocked out Adonis’ size fourteen feet ran up my nostrils--the fragrance even filled my senses. I truly loved the smell and was enjoying myself immensely as I pressed my face into Spencer's big, sweaty feet.  Eventually I slid Spence’s big socks off and immediately the handsome Adonis let out an obvious sigh of relief despite the fact that he was still out cold. Spencer's now bare size fifteen feet were incredible. They were magnificent, wide feet with high arched soles, soft heels and balls and perfect toes.

I gently picked one of the unconscious Adonis' huge feet up and opened my hungry mouth and managed to put all of the toes of Spencer's big right foot into my mouth!  I began to suck on the knocked-out party-goer's feet gently ... then I sucked those toes as hard as I could. The taste I received from the Adonis' sweaty digits instantly made me feel as if I were floating in a sea of pure ecstasy.

The Adonis' feet were so delicious that I almost felt as if he could even eat Spencer's foot. I settled for hungrily kissing and nibbling the unconscious handsome boy's feet all over--licking sucking and nibbling while my penis grew from rock-hard to STEEL hard.  Eventually it exploded with cum in my pants.

It was two years later that Spencer admitted that he hadn’t been unconscious at all… that he had set me up to have this joyful experience.  Not out of the goodness of his heart though.   He enjoyed experiencing my foot worship as much as I enjoyed doing the worshipping!