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So, if you read my prior story (My First Sheer Sock Experience) , you’ll know my cousin got me into sheers big time. Fast forward about a year and a half later, my senior year in high school, I was wearing sheers, mostly TnT’s as I did not know where to purchase ultra sheers. Well I would pay a few guy friends here and there to wear them a few days and then give them back. Strangely enough, the majority of them neither questioned why, or figured out the true reason behind the transaction; except one….

 This particular friend and I would often talk online, on AIM , for those unfamiliar, that was the once Aol Instant Messenger, and he and I would often talk about feet, and about how we smelled our own quite often. He asked one day during an online conversation, if i wanted to be his foot/sock slave, and stupidly, I said no. Well , in my defense, I had no idea he was serious!

 So as I said, this would be the one guy to figure out why I was paying him to wear sheers, and this was the one time I did have a pair of black ultra sheers , and paid him to wear them for a few days. He was in the Junior ROTC program, which required him to wear a uniform two times a week, including black nylon OTC dress socks, and he chose to wear the ultra sheers, on the Tuesday and Thursday he would be in uniform. As Monday rolled around, I asked him for the sheers , and he said “oh I forgot them, I’ll bring them one day this week’’. Little did I know he had an ulterior motive…

 Thursday rolls around, and as usual he was in his ROTC uniform, and during class I noticed he was wearing the ultra sheers; which meant, he had worn them four times in a row over the two weeks! We were sitting across from each other, and not only was he wearing them, but he started to slowly slip his dress shoes off…and proceeded to start sliding them on and off repeatedly, and I was fixated , and growing harder by the moment. I looked up and to my horror , he was staring right at me with a smile on his face , he knew I had been staring the whole time! As the bell rang, I hurriedly left the room to avoid talking to him.

 Well as luck would have I had after school detention that day, and when I walked into the room, who would be sitting there in detention too? That’s right, my friend, and only my friend. I was told to sit at the desk across from him, so we again would be facing each other. I was hard already, and he was chuckling to himself as I sat down. I immediately started staring at his feet, and he began to slip his shoes off right away, and now that he knew, he really began to tease me. He slowly slid them on and off, and then to my delight, and torture, he started to rub his hot sweaty damp sheer nylon soles together, and I could hear the sweaty nylon as he rubbed them together, and I was throbbing. I didn’t care at this point, I knew he was aware I was fixated and as I stared, and he rubbed, and again shoe played…he then grabbed the desk leg between his nylon covered big toe, and next toe and slid it up and down, and oh he knew exactly what he was doing. Before I knew it, the bell rang, and detention was over…

We walked out together in silence, and proceeded to walk toward a bench in front of some lockers in an empty hallway; it was well after school , so no one was around. We sat next to each other, and I was silent looking at the floor, he spoke…

 “ Man, these sheer nylon socks are so sweaty, I’m surprised you can’t smell them from here”...as he began to pop his sweaty nylon covered heels out of his shoes, and then said “Guess what? I’ve worn them since Monday straight through today!’”...Man I was growing harder by the moment, he knew damn well what he was doing…”And I love how sheer they are , you can see my soft soles through them, and I know you know, because you’ve been staring at them all day, hahahahahahah”.....before I could respond he said “LOOK! Someone is coming!”

 I quickly turned my head away from him, and no one was coming. It was silent, as I turned my head to say “no–” ….I suddenly felt his hot sweaty damp sheer nylon soles/toes pressed hard into my face, which pushed my head against the lockers…

 ‘Hhaahaah, yeah sniff my sweaty sheer nylon soles, slave! I knew you wanted to be my sheer sock slave , your eyes rolled back when I rubbed my nylon soles together hahaahha look at you…SNIFF!!!”  As I inhaled hard , he squeezed my nose with his sweaty nylon toes and said “Yeah bet you love how hot and sweaty they are…SNIFF HARDER!”...

 I sniffed harder and without realizing, I moaned softly and he heard it…”hahahh wow look at you moaning as you sniff my sweaty sheer nylon soles and toes, and damn you are fucking rock ass hard hahahah wow” I moaned and sniffed without a care now, he knew it all….

 Then he removed his left sheer covered foot and slid it down my chest, stomach and pressed it hard against my croctch…which was throbbing hard as hell, and I moaned loudly…”hahahah wow, you fucking love this!..SNIFF HARDER SLAVE!!” I sniffed harder and he pressed harder and rubbed up and down and said “hahaha look at you leaking in your pants , bet you’re gonna fucking cum aren’t you?!” “SNIFF!!!!”” and as i sniffed, he pressed his hot sweaty damp sheer nylon sole and toes against my rock hard cock, pressing it against my stomach and I couldn’t take it, I shot the biggest load ever in my pants as I inhaled as hard as I could….

 He removed his sweaty sheer nylon feet from my face and crotch and said “my sheer fucking slave, haahahahah” …..he slid his shoes back on, and said “yeah you’re not getting these back until I decide you deserve them back slave”

He got up , and walked away down the hallway, as I sat there breathing and trying to recover…and looked back at me and winked and said “Tuesday is almost here, I’ll be in uniform again slave….”

It took me a half hour to get myself together before I could even get up to walk out of the building…