Anyways, let me introduce myself. I’m Peter, but my friends call me Pete. I was a junior in high school when this story happened, I was about 5,8’’, dark brown wavy hair, dark eyes, skinny, size 10 feet, tanned skin. The story in which I’m about to tell include my 3 best friends in high school: Mark, who had to be one of the most popular guys in the county, pretty tanned, was 5,11 back then, dark hair, black eyes, well built, freaking size 12 feet, soccer jock; Tanner, baseball jock, 6,0’’ back then, black hair, blue eyes, pretty white skin, really well built, size 11 feet; and Ben, dirty blond hair, size 10.5 feet, blue eyes, around my height back then, he was skinny but much better build than me, also baseball jock, a kind-of-tanned white skin.

It was Mark’s birthday on the upcoming weekend, and he invited all of us for a sleepover. They are my best friends, so I don’t usually think about their feet, and I was actually looking forward to hanging out with them. We were going to meet at the basketball court close to Mark’s neighborhood to play some basketball around 8:00 PM because Mark had soccer practice and Ben and Tanner had baseball practice, but me being the skinny twig I was, didn’t play any sports so I was actually free until that time. I was really excited to meet them all because I always enjoy when we spend time together, and time seemed to go by as slow as grass grows. It was only 3:00 PM, and I had to find a way to pass time. Me being a horny teenager, decided to go watch some porn, but before I could do that, the idea of me being at my friend’s toes came to me. As I said before, they are my best friends, so I don’t usually like to think about that, so I quickly pushed that idea away. It kept coming back though, and I have to admit, I was weak, and it took over me. I decided that I had to find a way to be by their feet that night. It shouldn’t be hard as we tend to mess with each other a lot, so as long as I pretended, I was hating it I should be fine.

8 o’clock finally arrived, and I went to the basketball court meet my friends, and there they were, waiting for me.

By the way I just want to let you know that in my school we only wear sports uniform for games, and we can practice in whatever, so they didn’t bother changing from practice. After playing basketball for about 3 hours in that hot spring day, we got tired and headed to Mark’s house. As we entered the house, they all took their shoes off and holy crap the smell of their feet quickly filled the room, and it was intense. It was this musty smell of hot boy feet after sports practice, it gave me an instant hard on. Ben apparently noticed it as well and said “Holy crap y’all’s feet are reek, we gotta take a shower before heading to your room dude.” I did NOT want them to do that, as I didn’t want their feet to lose It’s smell, so I quickly dropped the idea “Don’t be a pussy dude, plus Mark’s parents are asleep right now, and the bathroom is right next to their room. They will def wake up to the noise, and we don’t want that haha.” Mark and Tanner took my side, so no shower for them MUAHAHAH.

 Anyways, now the excitement finally begins.

We headed to mark’s room and the smell followed us. I don’t usually play videogames in a console because I don’t have any at my house, so I let them play for about an hour while I was using my phone. Then I remembered my quest and decided to follow through with my plan. I saw that Mark and Tanner were playing, and I know how competitive Mark is so I told him “Dang imagine being that bad, I would totally destroy you,” and his reaction was almost instant. “Dude if you think you’re better than me lets go 1v1.” I used his competitivity to my advantage. “Okay, if you are so good let’s make a bet. Loser has to give the winner a foot massage for a whole hour.” So the thing about Mark, is that even though I considered him one of my best friends, I think that he only hung out with me because I was good friends with Tanner and Ben, so any chance he had to humiliate me he would take it. “Deal” he said. I didn’t even have to try to lose, I had no idea what game they were playing whatsoever, so of course I said “Dude I have been playing this game for years, it’s my favorite game. Remember to take care of my toes when you lose haha!” This got him in the mood. I didn’t last 3 minutes in the game before he destroyed me. Tanner and Ben burst out laughing, and Mark just looked at me with that look that girls loved so much.

I shamefully walked towards an end of his small couch he had on his room, which probably had space for about two people. I was shaking. I was about to give a foot rub to the most popular and probably one of the hottest Juniors in the county! I thought he was going to be weird about it, but he sat down on the other end of the couch and stretched his feet ON MY FACE, which again made Tanner and Ben AND himself burst out laughing. I pretended to attempt to protest, but then he said, “I won’t start the timer until you shut up.” With that I quickly began my job as footrest and food masseuse. Real quick, let me tell you about the smell… it was FANTASTIC. That sock had to be at least a week old, and he just came back from his soccer practice! He kept wiggling his toes inside those sweat-soaked black socks, which turned me on even more.

I was worried that Ben and Tanner would die from laughter, but Mark had already set his position as dominant male, and was just staring at me with a face that said ‘There is where you belong, you worthless piece of sh—” anyways… He then proceeded to mock me by saying “Pete, thank you so much for resting my feet! I hope they don’t smell too bad… haha.” And me being the gay I was, saw this as an opportunity to get to interact with his bare feet. “Dude it smells terrible, just keep your socks on for real, I’m gonna die if you take them off.” The predictable Mark then said, “Pete… are you sure you want me to take my socks off? My feet smell…” I then pretended to act annoyed while I heard the background laughter of Tanner and Ben. “NO DON’T WTF!” “Well, don’t tell me I warned you!” He then lifted his right foot off my face, applied more pressure with his left socked foot and took his first sock off, then repeated the process with his other feet, then he plopped his other barefoot on my face aka human footrest. Before his feet was shoved in my face, I took notice of his bare feet, which I didn’t really do before. They were HUGE! Size 12s look so much bigger up close. When both of his warm sweaty feet touched my face, it sent chills through my body.

The smell was SO MUCH more intense, especially after he carefully placed his toes on my nose. He kept wiggling and fanning out his toes, which made the smell even stronger. It is hard to explain how good It was difficult to massage his feet, as my hand kept slipping on the sweat of his feet so much that I’m sure my hand smelled as bad as his feet. “Yeah Pete, massage my tired big sweat soaked dirty soccer feet.”  (ok he didn’t actually say that, but that describes his feet at the moment perfectly) I still couldn’t believe it, his size 12 bare feet were resting in my face! Tanner then finally said something besides laughing “Bro I can smell your feet from here, and I’m across the room…” Mark then started dying laughing for some reason, which applied more pressure to my face, intensifying the smell somehow. He said “I just realized why my feet smell so bad. I haven’t showered in three days because I always came home too late to shower after practice, and those socks were a week old!”

They all started tearing up at my misery, and honestly, I thought my situation couldn’t improve, but my greediness made it three times better…

I wanted more. I already had the most popular guy in the county with his bare feet plopped up on my face, sniffing in between his smelly toes and massaging his tired feet, but I still wanted more. Then I looked to my side. Tanner and Ben. I need to get to their feet as well. Around 50 minutes in, with only 10 minutes until the massage session was over, I lifted his feet off my face, which was also covering my mouth, and said: “Alright this is too gross. Mark, I want to make another offer… Let’s play the same game again. If I win, you stop making me do this a-” he interrupted me “No way, you’re doing this until the end.” I then added “But if I lose… I will become a foot slave for all of you for one hour.” This is when I saw a sparkle in his eyes “For the WHOLE sleepover…” he added. “DEAL” Ben interrupted in excitement. “Shut up” I said, “Deal…” I lasted for even less time this round, and when I lost, they started laughing so loudly I couldn’t believe Mark’s parents hadn’t woken up from it. Mark made his couch into a bed (You know those couches that turn into beds? Yeah that) and they all went on it and rested their feet by the end. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t cummed yet…

First, I took Ben’s socks off and holy crap… Those were the most gorgeous pair of 10 and a halves I have ever seen. The way that arch led to his long toes, I thought I was going to faint. If only Mark’s feet smell in the room wasn’t bad enough, having Ben’s feet inches away from my face, wiggling his toes, made it so much better. Then moved on to take Tanner’s socks off. His feet were nice as well, nothing compared to Ben’s, but what made it even hotter is to know that that pair of size 11s belonged to him.

There I was, three amazing feet inches away from my face; feet who belonged to freaking Greek gods, right up on my face. Before I could do anything, Mark said “What do you think you are doing? Lay down on the floor!” I did what he said, laid down parallel to the couch, and I saw them sit at the tip of the couch and all of them plopped their bare feet on my body. HOLY CRAP if I got chills from Mark’s feet before, this made my body as chilly as the pepper.

My heart was beating so fast I thought I was going to have a heart attack.

Ben, being the one closest to my head, shoved his bare feet right on my face. That baseball practice must have been tough, because his feet was so sweaty it almost slipped from my face. It felt amazing to have his dirty sweaty big tired feet covering every inch of my face. He kept wiggling his two feet, mocking me for the position I was in. He was my best friend, I was his, but I guess boys will be boys as he seemed to be enjoying my mockery. Tanner rested his feet on my stomach, applying some pressure and that was so hot oh my gosh. Then Mark rested his feet right on my rock-hard penis, and when he did that I froze. “Oh no he is going to notice my penis! He is going know I’m enjoying this!” I managed to push Ben’s feet off my eye and looked at Mark’s face, who was looking back with a superiority kind of expression. He didn’t say a word, which I’m still thankful to this day. Maybe he did like me after all and was just being an annoying best friend.

Mark turned on the TV so that they could watch a movie, but before the movie started, Mark said “You said foot slave on the bet, right? Well I think you should worship our feet then… that’s what slaves do” and then he started cracking up. Ben looked down and shoved his right foot onto my mouth. I could taste all the sweat from his hard work in baseball practice earlier that day. “Suck on that foot slavy boy” (idk why he said that lol) making all of them laugh. I then began sucking onto every millimeter of both of his feet until they were properly cleaned. I sucked each toe individually to make sure he was satisfied. After spending about 45 minutes on his feet. He switched places tanner, so that Tanner had his feet on my face and Ben had his feet on my stomach. Tanner’s feet smelled so much better when they were covering my whole face. And he kept doing that pressure thing, which made that experience so much hotter. I started licking that feet as if there was no tomorrow. I shoved my tongue in between each toe gap to clean his toes from the sock lint that was stuck there after a long day of baseball practice. I suddenly noticed Mark started moving his feet.

That’s when it hit me…

He was stroking my cock for me! I still can’t believe my luck. With tanner’s feet applying pressure on my face with one foot while having his other foot in my mouth, Ben tapping his feet on my stomach, and Mark stoking my cock I couldn’t hold it for any longer. I exploded with pleasure, and that was simply amazing. Mark didn’t notice it and continued stroking my wet crotch. Mark then finally said “Aight my turn bitch, Tanner lets switch” Mark then plopped both of his sweaty bare feet on my face, bringing that familiar an hour and a half ago smell from when I was rubbing is feet. I was still thankful for him not saying anything to the others, and actually thankfully Tanner just shared my Stomach with Ben, so he didn’t notice my hard on. I spent abut an hour on his feet, giving him the best cleaning possible so that he would ask for more in the future (which he did, especially after soccer games).

After the movie was over, we all headed to bed and honestly, I was tired from all of this excitement since it was late at night. We all took a guest room each, and before I got cozy in my bed he came to my room and said “Dude just to clear things up. I’m straight, so don’t get all gay on me. But I could take some foot worshiping after games as my feet get really sore. So, if you want to come over every week to do some foot cleaning, you’re welcome here. I can even introduce you to some of my soccer buds, I’m sure they will appreciate what you do to their feet.” I was really happy to know that he was ok with this, and I thanked him for not saying anything and that he could count on my  to come as many times as he wanted. Trust me, I hade a really exciting end of Junior Year and Senior year! He currently lives in another state, but I still kept touch with him and every so often I meet up with him and some of his frat buds to do my job ;). I still cannot believe how lucky I am.

In the future I might write about my experiences with his frat friends if I get enough good feedback.