Dude, what the fuck! Get your foot out of my face! I shouted. I frantically jumped up and pretended to be disgusted. Looking for the closest thing nearby to drink and wash the taste out of my mouth.

Hunter just smiled with that sexy grin and said sorry man it was just too easy. What’s the problem, does your mouth taste like feet?

Jesse found that hilarious and they were both cracking up again. I was slowly getting hard at the scene in front of me and had to play it cool.

That’s fucked up man! Don’t even do that again! I shouted.

Whatever, man it’s not that serious. Jesse said as Hunter smiled on.

Shit. Did I freak out too much? I was seeming uptight now in front of my friend and that was the worst feeling ever. He was siding with Hunter and I was the odd man out again.

Ah, it’s no problem man. It just surprised me and you know I get grumpy when I just wake up, I said. Especially because of a foot in my mouth. Let’s get dressed and ready for the day, I said.

I looked outside and Hunter was sitting down strapping his size 13 army boots up for our second day of hiking. He said there showing off his tan muscular legs in his black athletic shorts. He wore no shirt to freely show off his muscular biceps. He was a beautiful sight to be seen. He ended up putting on a fitted white t shirt for the day.

Jesse got dressed into his usual wears. He opted for a pair of blue athletic shorts also with a white fitted t. He sat down next to hunter and slipped on his size 12 black nike sneakers.

Alright, boys! Let’s get this day started! Exclaimed Hunter.

Our hike began normal enough. It was supposed to be much warmer today with the temperature getting into the 90s. I kept day dreaming about how sweaty Hunters and Jesses feet would be in their shoes today. It was day 2 of our hike so no one was able to even shower yet.

Like yesterday, I followed close behind as Jesse and Hunter led the way. The path was only wide enough for 2 people so I wasn’t left with much of an option. We hiked for about an hour when the comments from Hunter slowly began to come out.

Your mouth still taste like feet, Sam? Hunter said.

Very funny, Hunter. I said.

He thought it was hilarious and Jesse let out a small chuckle as well.

The comments continued like that the rest of the day. I remember Jesse saying how dry his mouth was and Hunter immediately said, hey it could be worse, your mouth could taste like feet, like Sams.

I couldnt believe this guy. It was almost as if he was trying to make the sound of feet in my mouth normal and not awkward or weird in front of Jesse.

We finally reached our next sight around 5pm. We had hiked for a total of 8 hours today. We were absolutely spent. Not even Hunter could pretend he wasn’t tired.

We all worked together to set up our 2 man tent and get it ready for tonight. We built a small fire surrounded by rocks and settled in for another night of hanging out. I found myself staring at Hunters army boots tightly tied around his ankles. I imagined in 2 day old sweaty socks trapped inside begging to come out. I was getting hard just thinking about tonight and the possibilities again.

I had to have his feet in my face again. I suggested it might be a good idea to break out another bottle of vodka from the bag. Jesse smirked and said, I love the way you think, man!

The bottle was passed around and the shots started to flow. We all started to loosen up quite a bit and the conversation was actually rather enjoyable. About three hours later and we were all quite drunk again.

Jesse made a comment about how we should start thinking about heading to bed again. That’s when I had an idea and said well I’m definitely not sleeping at the foot again.

Hunter laughed and said aww what’s wrong man you don’t like the taste of my feet in your mouth?

I looked at him and said yea it wasn’t really a highlight of my day.

It was almost as if Hunter was reading my mind when he said, well let’s make a bet, loser has to sleep at the foot of the tent.

Jesse agreed with the idea and said I think that sounds fair! I also agreed and said fine, I guess that works. What did you have in mind?

Hunter said, the two that can take the largest shots of vodka without flinching wins. We all agreed that it was a good bet.

Now, I knew I was going to lose this even if I wasn’t a horrible shot taker. At least I didn’t have to fake losing this bet. That’s when I started to get on Hunter a bit.

Wow, man you really are going to make that bet against me? I said confidently. I guarantee you I can take a bigger shot than both of you.

Whatever, Sam. Jesse said. I know damn well you can’t take a shot for shit.

No, no, hunter said. If he thinks he can win that bad, let’s make this interesting. Since we have been hiking all day, not only does the loser have to sleep at the foot of the tent but he has to massage both of the winners feet.

Fuck no, Jesse said! I could tell he was nervous as he wasn’t the best shot taker either and he definitely didn’t want to be caught in that situation.

You’re on. I said! Jesse don’t be a bitch, what are you a pussy? I said

That’s all it took to get my drunk friend in on the bet. I couldn’t believe I was going to be put in a situation where I will be massaging Jesses and Hunters sweaty socked feet tonight. I was practically oozing cum just thinking about it.

Alright then, let’s do this. Hunter said. He grabbed an empty water bottle and poured two and a half shots into it and said I’ll go first. He downed it with ease. I was honestly impressed the amount of alcohol this guy could handle.

Jesse looked like he was about to throw up but he managed to keep his shot down as well.

When the water bottle got to me, i thought I had to make this look as real as possible. I took the shot and tried to hold it down. I managed about ten seconds before my face turned ghostly white and I had to run off into the woods to throw up.

I walked back to the campfire with my head hanging in shame. Jesse and Hunter both had the biggest smiles in the world on their faces. Jesse laughed and said this is going to be so amazing. I can’t wait for you to massage my feet man. I don’t know why you would make that bet.

I said, man are you seriously going to make me do that?

Hell yea I am. My feet are killing me!

Hunter chimed in with a yea you can’t back out on this now, you’re in for it tonight.

Fuck, I said. Alright fine let’s do this. I pretended to pout and be miserable as we put out the campfire.

Man it’s going to be nice to have our own little foot masseuse tonight, isn’t it Jesse? Hunter said.

Hell yea, it is! Sorry, Sam! I know this is going to be awful for you. Let’s get into the tent and get ready for sleep boys.

Hunter and Jesse both went into the tent first. I could tell Jesse was pretty drunk by the way he stumbled into the tent. I got into the tent to find both of them sitting with their backs against the wall and their legs extended straight out.

Hunter and Jesse both sat there with their sweat soaked white tees on. It immediately smelled of sweat and man as I entered the tent.

Hunter said sit down at your place, half meant as a joke, half serious.

Jesse, said yea man take a seat my feet are killing me.

I took a seat at both of their feet and stared back at hunter and Jesse. Jesse seemed to be really enjoying this, I have never seen him like this before. It was definitely the alcohol.

I was sitting Indian style with Hunters feet to my left and Jesses feet to my right. I could see the bottoms of both of their shoes soles. Hunters size 13 army boots were filthy but they were nothing compared to Jesses worn size 12 Nike’s. Attached to their shoes were two muscular set of tan legs running up to their athletic shorts. I was in heaven.

Alright, let’s get this over with, I said. Take your shoes off.

No, Jesse said. Why don’t you take them off for us.

I couldn’t believe he said that. He was really feeling himself right now. Hunter just laughed and said yea Sam go ahead and take them off for us.

I said fuck you two I’m not going to do that.

Stop being a “fucking pussy” Jesse said. Hinting back to my earlier comment towards him.

That was my opening and I took it. I picked up Hunters huge size 13 foot and began to unlace his army boot. It seemed like it took forever.

Hurry up man we don’t have all night. He said clearly getting amusement out of this. I finally got his army boot off and wow. Two days of hiking trapped in an army boot all day smells amazing. The tent immediately filled with the stench of the jocks sweat soaked foot.

Holy shit that smells bad Jesse exclaimed.

Yes, no kidding you aren’t the one with his foot on your lap, I said.

Just enjoy it. Hunter said smugly.

I rested Hunters huge foot on my lap. There was a sweat soaked black ankle sock covering it. My hand was soaked to the touch of his foot. I picked up Jesses foot and thankfully his black nike sneaker slid right off. In my hand I held his sweat soaked white sock. His sweat soaked sock combined with his dirty old nikes was more over powering than Hunters. I thought I was going to faint.

Guys, I think I might pass out, the smell is too bad. I said.

You better get started now, or you will just have to put up with it even longer hunter said.

I began to massage Hunters foot in my left hand and Jesses foot with my right. As I massages their feet, the sweat from their socks came out like squeezing a wet rag. It was a little much.

I wanted these two sexy guys to feel good though so I tried my best. I started at the heel and worked my way up to their toes. Holy shit, Sammy, that feels so good, Jesse said. Why didn’t we have you doing this the first night for us as well?

Don’t get use to it, I said.

Just saying man you’re talented, keep it going. Jesse said.

Hunter laid back with his eyes closed clearing enjoying himself.

I massaged their first foot for about 20 minutes before I was instructed to take their second shoes off and start on the other.

With the second shoe of both of their feet the tent really smelled now. My hands were soaked with the sweat from their feet. My left hand smelled of Hunters foot sweat and my right of my best friend Jesses. It was an interesting mix.

I continued to massage the other foot for both of them for about 20 minutes as well. While I did this Jesse and Hunter had a normal conversation like I wasn’t even there. What a couple of dick heads. They continued to drink and chat while I massaged their feet.

That’s when Hunter said man we should have him do this tomorrow night as well.

Good luck man this is never happening again, I said!

Hey, I didn’t ask you. Get back to massaging our feet and take off our socks! Hunter said.

Jesse clearly like that idea and said oooh good one, yea Sam take off our socks and start again please.

They were both clearly very drunk at this point and I just obliged. I peeled the socks off of their feet slowly. The socks even after an hour of massaging still stuck to their feet sweat soaked.

Fuck, that feels so much better Jesse said as he wiggled his toes.

How’s that smell now? Jesse said, as he picked his foot up and pressed it against the front of my face. My nose landed right in between his big toe.

I pushed it away as fast I could. That was so foul, I said.

Him and hunter just kept laughing.

Now his mouth tastes like feet and his face smells of feet Hunter said.

My face got bright red. You’re such a dick Hunter, I said.

You don’t even know Sam, as he laughed.

Since your mouth probably still tastes like feet, I got a deal to make with you. Hunter said.

Ok, I’m listening, I said hesitantly.

If you lick our feet and suck our toes for one minute each. You don’t have to sleep at the foot of the tent tomorrow night. I will do it and massage both yours and Jesses feet tomorrow night. Hunter said.

No fucking way I said. That is disgusting.

Jesse said, yea that is pretty gross man, we’ve been hiking for two days.

Alright, no problem I was just thinking of a way for Sam to get out of this mess. Hunter said. Like he was doing me a favor.

My dick was about to explode and I couldn’t let this opportunity pass me

By.

Will you really take the fall tomorrow night if I do that? I said shyly.

Hunter got this sick grin on his face and said of course man I swear.

Jesse looked at me like I had two heads. He couldn’t believe I was considering this.

If he was remotely sober he would of called me a fag and been creeped out but the alcohol was working wonders tonight.

Sam, you are really going to lick our feet to get out of sleeping at the foot of the tent tomorrow night? Jesse said.

You don’t know man. You haven’t been down here massaging feet for the last hour. I said defeated.

Jesse said, that’s true, well I definitely won’t stop you if you agree.

Fine hunter. If you promise to do this, I will agree to your terms. Let’s shake on it. I said.

Fuck no, hunter said. I’m not touching your sweaty smelly hand. Just get down there and start licking.

I was really embarrassed at this point. Was I about to lick my best friends feet while he was awake? Will he ever look at me the same again?

That’s when Jesse spoke out and said well in that case you can start with mine first! Start licking Sam!

I laid down on my stomach and was now eye level with Jesse two bare feet. I looked up at my best friend and he was staring down at me with a huge smile on his face. He only had one eye open I could tell he was pretty smashed.

That’s when hunter extended his legs and put both of his bare feet on my back. I looked at him and said really dude? He just started at me and said really Sam.

I sighed and looked back at Jesse two huge size 12 feet right in front of my face. The smell was even more amazing this close. His feet still had a glisten to them from being covered In sweat. Jesse started wiggling his toes and said hurry up man start licking.

With that I dove in and started licking Jesse feet. I licked all over his sole. I started at the hell and worked my way up. I started licking the top of his foot as well.

Damn, that actually feels nice. Keep going Sam. Jesse said. Don’t forget about my toes bitch.

Did he just call me “bitch”? Wtf.

I raised myself up and started to suck on his toes. I put his big toe in my mouth and he started to wiggle it all around. I licked in between his toes getting all of the sock lint out.

Not to get too crazy I looked up and said ok that had to of been one minute by now. In my mind I could tell it had been way longer than a minute already.

Ok you’re right Hunter said.

Jesse said, no now he has to start on my other foot.

I began to complain and shout no way. Hunter and Jesse both hanged up on me and said a deal is a deal that’s what you agreed to, you just didn’t listen.

I sighed heavily and began my work on Jesses other foot. I was like a dog laying on my stomach licking away at my best friends sweaty feet. Jesse picked up his left foot and rest it on my head crushing my face to the floor of the tent. I could only reach the heel of his left foot with my tongue from this position. I laid there lapping away at his heel for about ten minutes when I heard a light snore. Jesse had passed out! I was laying there licking his feet while he slept, that is so embarrassing.

I slowly moved his foot off the top of my head and tried to sit up. I couldn’t because of this large weight on my back. SHIT. I forgot about Hunter. I turned my head to look at hunter and he was just sitting there with his size 13 feet resting on my back staring at me with a smile from ear to ear.

Now the real fun begins, he said.

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