I have no idea what triggered it for me but I've always loved the sight of male feet. Just the thought of treating a man with respect and being down at his feet and making him feel good is what does it for me. 

I've never actually had the opportunity to worship, touch or smell any mans feet before, no one knows about my fetish so I had to keep it a secret as much as possible because I just feel like no one would understand. That is of course until now. 

My younger cousin Marco and I are really close, we spend a lot of time together so I have so many chances to get to be close to his feet. I'm 23 years old with black hair and medium build. Marco is 20 years old with brown hair, medium build he's 6'1 he's your average jock and he has the most beautiful size 12 feet I've ever laid my eyes on. His feet are magic, they're hypnotic to me. I dream and masturbate about them every night, so I had to think of a way to get any chance I could to touch them.

3 years ago was when it all started to ravel for me. One night it was just us two hanging out in my basement and I came up with a way to kind of trick him so I can touch his feet without him thinking any weird way of it. 

I started to crack my knuckles on my hand and then my feet, something that I always do. But I emphasized on it this time.

"I love cracking my knuckles dude" I said. 

"Yeah I noticed, you do it all the time" he said 

"Haha I know it just calms me down, let me crack your knuckles?" I said. 

We were comfortable enough with each other for me to say that but I was sweating with the life of me.

"Yeah sure" he handed me his hands and I cracked them. Then I asked bluntly "can I crack your toes?" 

He looked at me in a weird way, and my heart was racing. I thought he was gonna say something and think I was a freak or something but... He placed his feet in my lap and said "do your thing"

I was shaking I was on cloud 9 just touching them, I cracked each toe as slow as I could so I can make the time last forever with his feet. After I got done with them I had to act like it meant nothing to me so I pushed his feet off my lap and we just went back to normal. 

Throughout the years this kind of became a routine for us, every time we would be together it was kind of expected. I'd usually ask and he'd place his feet on my lap and and say something smart like "crack them bitch" or "what are you waiting for" he'd laugh after saying it but it made me so fucking hot. 

But, there was one particular beautiful moment that changed my life for the best. It changed our relationship in the most amazing way possible. One night we were hanging out watching a movie like usual and without me asking he placed his feet on my lap and looked at me in a way like he was waiting for me to do my job and crack them. Of course I didn't hesitate, so I grabbed his feet and cracked them like normal. He kept his feet on my lap, even after I was finished cracking them, and relaxed them like I was his foot rest. He started moving them around and it was making my cock fucking throb, but I had a pillow between his feet and my dick so he wouldn't notice my raging hard on. 

Another thing I should add about Marco is that he usually gets his way, he's the kind of boy that has that cocky charm that you just want to kneel on the floor in front of him and do whatever he says. Everybody loves him.

Anyways, as he had his feet on my lap with his long black nike socks on, he said in the most cocky way possible...

"how about you give them a little rub for me." 

I was in shock, it was like my prayers have been answered. As much as I wanted to just dive into them I had to keep it cool and act normal.

"What the fuck? No bro I'm not gonna do that." I said 

"Why not? It's obvious you like touching my feet so just give them a rub." "They're hurting me anyways, I could use it" he said 

I didn't want to jeopardize my chance any further so I said in an annoyed way "okay fine" and grabbed his thick size 12 foot in my hand and began to rub them. My eyes were fixated on them, I was in disbelief that I'm actually massaging the feet that I only ever dreamt of touching. My dreams literally came true at this moment and I couldn't help myself. I was going in, I was giving him the best foot rub he'd ever get. I put in all my energy into his gorgeous feet. They were so sweaty and damp and I could smell the beautiful stench of them, I was in complete heaven. There was no where else I wanted to be then on that couch with his feet plopped on my lap. 

I rubbed them all night, I didn't let go of them. "Damn bro this feels amazing, keep going don't stop" said Marco. And of course, who can say no to him? So I continued, even though my hands were about to fall off I couldn't stop nor would I want to stop.

"How do they smell?" He asked. I didn't say anything because i was in a trance that I couldn't get words out of my mouth. 

"How do they smell I said??" And as he said this he picked up his foot, and for that second all i could see was his beautiful size 12 foot in a black sweaty sock with imprints of his toes rise up and before i could blink he took his foot and shoved it in my face. I froze, I was in total shock. He kept his foot on my face until I said something..

"They smell amazing" I couldn't help myself, I couldn't even lie at the moment. Those words just spit out and I couldn't take them back. He smiled, his smile was so mischievous like he knew this whole time I had a fetish and that I loved his feet. In a way like he knew I was gonna love the smell of his feet.

He laid his foot back on my lap while wearing that smile and said "continue rubbing" and so of course I did. I didn't care at this point, I was too far in so I just did what he wanted and didn't put on any act. 

His next words are the words I replay in my head every night before I go to bed since then...

"How do you think they taste?" He said

I stared at him and froze, I had no idea what to say to that. 

"Well?" He said. 

"Umm I don't know, probably bad I guess..." I said. So confused and so happy at the same time.

"Let's see, let me know." Said Marco. He then lifted his feet and said "open your mouth" then placed his huge foot on the rim of my mouth, with his socks still on. I opened my mouth and grabbed his foot and started sucking on them like it was a fucking Popsicle, I couldn't stop. I was licking his toes one by one, the bottom of his foot, every fucking inch of it.

"Well how do they taste? I'm assuming good since you won't stop licking them."

"They taste amazing Marco, I can't stop dude"

With a smirk on his face he said "Yeah I know, I figured you liked my feet. You made it pretty obvious bro so I'm taking advantage." "Okay now take off my socks"

"Yes sir" Without any hesitation I ripped those socks off as quick as I could and began to suck his beautifully trimmed toes. I had one foot in my hand and he had the other foot on my cock. I couldn't believe this, I was living my fantasy and I couldn't believe this was actually happening. I licked, sucked, bit and worshipped his feet. He's my god at this moment and I would do anything he says. He's younger than me yet has all the power over me. I felt so small compared to his feet and I couldn't be happier.

He was enjoying it and I obviously was too. He slapped me a few times with his foot, I was humiliated but I asked for more. He slapped me again and said "you know this makes you my bitch now, right?" I took his big toe out of my mouth and said "I already know, and I'm okay with it." He laughed with his cocky attitude, already knowing he gets whatever he wants. 

He decided to sleep over and I continued to worship his feet for the rest of the night. We eventually passed out after hours of fun. The next morning I woke up to him slapping me with his foot "wake up bitch" I woke up with the biggest fucking hard on I ever had, I said "sorry, I'm awake. What do you need?" 

"Give me a quick rub before I head home" I jump to the opportunity and began rubbing them. He smiled, and lied back down while being pampered like the king he is.

This became our new routine, this was our relationship now. I accepted my role in his life and I'm perfectly content with it. Of course things started to get more extreme, but I'll save that for next time.