Date: Mon, 30 Nov 2009 09:11:05 -0800 (PST)
From: Jon Smit <jonsmi2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: About Boyfeet. Part 2

about boyfeet. Part II.  (How I met Mikey)

(B/b,  boyfeet, foot worship, fetish, masturbation)
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WARNING: This is a purely fictional story that might involve cute
prepubescent boys being sexual, molestation, sexual arousal, feet,
tickling, and other sensitive topics meant only for
a few adults that enjoy reading about all this perverted stuff.
If this doesn't rock your socks, or you are not even 18 years
old yet, I order you to read no further. At least, I won't be
responsible. I MEAN IT. YOU ARE WARNED!
The contents of this file beyond this paragraph DO NOT express,
represent, or have anything to do with the opinions, believes,
sexual preferences or conduct of the author, myself. Even if it
might not appear that way.
Note: If you are looking for a hard-core story about children
fucking like dogs, don't bother with this one. It will put you
to sleep.
This story maybe be saved in its entirely and published on the
internet as long as it remains unaltered. It remains property of the
author who's email is jonsmi2000@yahoo.com
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Thanks for all the emails from readers who enjoyed my story. Many asked for
part II, and some wanted to know how these two characters met. So The
fiction continues...


Well, I had seen him running around in my building complex with his friends
on the walkways, around the pool, playroom and locker rooms; often running
around in just swimwear and flip flops. I had taken quick glimpses, but I
hadn't been able to get a satisfying good look at all of him. He was not
only a gorgeous kid but he radiated happiness, fun and tenderness even from
very far away. One day I was playing ping pong with another teen, fellow
tennis player. He was not very good at ping pong but he was catching up
fast so it was fun. When we started, the room was empty. By the time kids
were out of school, there was a constant flow of people coming in and out
of the playroom. They were mostly school age kids of all ages, half of them
wet from the pool. Two boys had paddles on their hands and were admiring
our rallying and laughed with us as we joked. I noticed Mikey across the
room among the twenty people present at the playroom at the time. He was
starting to play pool with two boys. We looked at each other and smiled so
comfortably as if we knew each other already. My heart was so content for
some reason.

As I kept rallying it was becoming hard to concentrate as my eyes wondered
to Mikey, wondering what he was wearing on his feet. But whenever I could
turn, he was on the other side of the pool table. When I would see him, a
few seconds later his eyes turned to me and we smiled, sharing the fun we
were having each at our own game. We were both very aware of what the other
one was doing. He was wearing some unusual tight synthetic looking black
jacket that looked a bit like a diver's wet suit and matching pants that
would have looked awesome with his bare feet. His hair was wet probably
from the pool. The next glimpse I got of him, I could tell his ankles were
pretty white and untanned but he was wearing some sort of low cut rubber
shoes on his boy feet with no socks of course. I told the crowd of kids
around me to play games so others can play the winner. I think I won 21 to
6 or 7 against my friend. I got some amazing lucky points that entertained
the kids, mostly topspin loops hit from far and low. I overheard kids
telling Mikey it was his turn as he was distracted looking this way. I
returned at least ten smashes in one rally from way back setting up my
partner for more.  But I also wasted a few points trying to be fancy which
made one of the kids almost pee his pants for some reason. Anyway, after
that game, I conceded my turn. They all looked disappointed and I felt bad
so I said I'll play with them a bit later after a break... but I didn't get
a chance to. I think the next kid, 9 or 10 years old, who had weird strokes
and held the paddle like a lollypop beat my friend in a tight match.

Meanwhile, I walked around the room, got a soda from the machine and went
to check out the game at the pool table where Mikey was running the show. I
was impressed how well he set up for the next ball playing 8 ball. He was
giving his two buddies tips and giving them second chances without being
too cocky. I was paying attention and I was part of their conversation
before I knew. I shared a few tips as well. He was sinking 2 to 5 balls on
every turn. I was loving the goofy show off expressions of happiness when
he got good shots in; and the dramatic faces when he missed. I couldn't
stop watching him and laughing sharing the suspense of the game. My friend
was feeling left out and getting bored so I showed him around the pool and
restaurant and we left.

A few days later I was waiting for my elevator after school, submerged in
my phone when Mikey startled me out of nowhere..

- "HEY Wanna Go Play Ping Pong?" The bigger was when I turned and saw him
wearing small red swim trunks that looked like soccer shorts, shirtless and
in flip flops with glossy thin red straps on his amazing boy feet; the tops
white and the edges also red I remember. Anyway, I had the shock of my life
and probably turned red on the spot. He laughed "Sorry... ha ha ...  Wanna
go play ping pong?" with a big smile

- I needed a moment to finally absolve his stunning body and his delicious
feet. I probably took 10 seconds. He put his hands on his hips, looked at
his feet with me and looked up and smiled even more.

- "Aren't you cold. It's always freezing here in the lobby" I said as I
contemplated his slim figure. The elevator doors opened and closed and
people looked at me weird probably.

- "Yeah its cold in here" he said.

I stood very close to him, invading his private space and looked at his
flat chest, skinny arms and boy nipples. He looked down and we both laughed
like happy drunk buddies for no particular reason. He was just so much fun
to be with.

- "Well I was by the pool and saw your dad's car pull into the building and
I thought maybe you were back ... " His face switching to terror for a
second, probably afraid I'd think he was being a stocker

I laughed and touched the skin on his back with the palm of my hand in a
comforting way and he looked up and gave me a big happy smile again not
braking eye contact. I squeezed his shoulder blades a big with my fingers
and thumb.  I was shocked at my own reaction. Although I didn't show it, I
was shy and insecure with kids and not touchy at all, but my hands were
moving so automatically without any planning. And my heart was so happy
standing so close and touching this half naked beauty. It was so
electrifying and indescribable.

I was thinking.. too bad I have to rush to eat and go study with Catherine
from my class for tests, who I was sort of dating. "Sure. Let's me just
change and we go". What did I just say? I thought.

"Ok let's you change haha" he said with a goofy smile.

I run into the into the next elevator and he followed me. We didn't say
anything, just looked at each other and smiled till we got to the front
door of my apartment. I opened the door with my key thinking my father
would be another 10 mins after he dropped me at the lobby before going to
the parking lot. Surprisingly, he stood at the door as I came in. The half
naked kid followed me in, both of us with goofy smiles and dad standing
with his mouth open looking like "hello? Who's the naked kid and where is
he going? " standing in his shirt and tie office clothes.

-"Hi dad"

- "hi dad" he said copying me and followed me to my room both of us
laughing at dad who quietly frozen outside with a goofy face.

- "I'll go study with Catherine in an hour" I yelled to dad

- "Ok" he simply said, being cool and thankfully not asking me on the spot
what I was doing with a half naked kid instead of studying with "my
girlfriend" after I rushed him to take me home and drop me off at the
lobby. But I knew I owed him an explanation later.

I took off my shirt, unbuttoned my pants and kicked off my shoes almost at
the same time and opened a drawer where the swimwear was. I pulled out
swimming speedos which I would never wear at our building. I was just being
funny and stretched them over my hips and gave him a questioning smile.

He laughed back and said "mmm nop". He actually picked out my favorite
swimming trunks from the drawer and passed them to me. I nodded and froze
for a moment trying to decide what to do next. Where was going to change? I
realized that whenever we looked at each other, my eyes wondered down
against my will and this made him smile and pose his sexy boy body. This
was so new to me and I was so loving it and anxious to find out where it
would all lead. I got a bit shy and grabbed my phone instead of changing
and thought of texting Catherine that I'll be late. But I didn't know what
to say. Mikey was just looking at me.

- "Do you want me to leave if you are shy?" I tried to bite my shyness and
to be cool and proceeded to pull down my jeans and got down to my
underwear. Mikey didn't stop staring at me, laughing at my situation and
probably wondered if I will dare pull off my boxers. It was now or never I
thought. I quickly stepped out of them and got totally naked with my dick
%80 hard. I was embarrassed and insecure about my dick because it was
ridiculously big. Mikey stared at my dick with a big smile and looked at me
happy and a shocked. The door was half open and my dad could have walked in
but that was part of the adventure.

- "Not me. Why are YOU shy?" I said. Actually, seeing his feet after all
the anticipation was just as exciting as seeing him fully naked. But the
bonding that meant him trusting me to get naked together filled me with
intense happiness.

To my surprise he said "I am not shy. Watch". And he stepped out of his
trunks into complete nakedness stepping off his flip flops too onto my soft
high pile white carpet which he squeezed with his little toes.

He was fully naked. I had socks on. I wasn't sure what the purpose of
getting naked was, but I loved it. I looked down at his penis as he looked
at mine with a smile, both avoiding eye contact at first. I pulled out my
socks which brought my face close to his little penis now at full mast. He
seemed to be in awe, staring at my older teenage dick. He didn't pull away
as my face got close to it when I took off my socks. He proudly stood with
his hands on his hips. I felt my body step closer to him. My mouth was open
and I moaned feeling the heat of his body. His penis was stiff and so cute
and he had no hair. As I stood a bit sideways. The back of my hand brushed
his boner hesitantly and he didn't move one big. He just smiled looking
down at my hand. I brushed his hairless balls and dick softly with the back
of my hand and said "no hair. So smooth".

He grabbed my dick and said "I never touched one before" and looked up at
me with a big grin. I grabbed his boner too with one hand, softly rubbing
it with my fingers and alternating my eyes between his little toes grabbing
my soft carpet which must feel nice on his feet and his penis thanking my
lucky stars. I took my other hand to the side of his arm and felt his soft
skin. He let go of my penis and I let go of his and brought my hand to his
chest and run it softly down his tummy.

"mmmm" came out admiring his smooth skin over his toned boy body. He stuck
out his chest proudly letting his cute body be admired.

"you can touch me anywhere you want" he said.

"cool. I never had a friend like this." And we both smiled and I took my
other hand and run it along the small of his back. He laughed, turned
sideways to let me see his cute naked butt.

"cool whenever noone is looking I'll just grab your dick and your butt
haha" I laughed touching them both at the same time.

"and I'll grab yours lol" he said, and grabbed my huge dick in his little
hand and noticed his little tongue wetting his lips.

He was posing and enjoying the attention on his nude body while I kept
using both hands to feel him up everywhere. I got down on my knees and run
a hand slowly up and down the inside of his leg and the other over his
foot. He spreads his legs a bit standing close to my bed sticking out his
cute boy butt.

"You can touch me anywhere I don't care really" he said again and puts one
foot on my bed. I put my chin on his foot, kissed it and run one hands on
his legs and butt. I felt anxious loving this moment so much but not
knowing what to do next. I thought of hugging him and cuddle with his feet
on my face, but he suddenly put both knees on the edge of my bed and got in
doggy position at the edge of the bed for me. I copped his hard boner and
his balls from between his legs and touched his butt several times looking
at his soft soles thinking about feeling them on my face.

"I like touching you" I said. He turned his face over his shoulder and
looked very happy. I was thinking that I wanted to play out my fantasies of
playing with his feet, but I was insecure about what he would think.

"I see your butt hole haha" I said actually looking at his soft soles.

"Its clean you can touch it too if you want" he said

"I know. It just smells like pool water" I said sniffing his naked boy butt
at my face.

I run a finger down the crack of his ass with one hand and he twitched and
moaned. Then I grabbed his dick and balls with the other hand for the
twentieth time and he moaned in pleasure opening his little ass even more
for me.

"and you like it when I touch you everywhere" I said and he said "yesss"
softly in a horny voice as his dick twitched in my hand.

I let go of his boy dick and it sprang back and slapped towards his
tummy. I just run the palm of my hands all over his cute boy butt, sliding
the edge of my hands on his crack because he seemed to moan and enjoy that
the most. He would wiggle and spread his legs as if he was enjoying the
feeling of giving himself to me.

I took the courage to bring my hands to his feet and pushed them
together. We made eye contact between his legs and I brought my face to the
soles of his feet and kissed them and smelled them. The slightest smell of
feet was there which I kept searching in between his toes and on the
tips. I kept rubbing my face on the soles of his feet and kissing them.

"So did you liked my butt " he asked

"yeah nice" I said

"cool. I knew you would" he said and he turned and sat on the edge of my
bed with his feet on the floor.

"did you wanna do anything else?" I said to break the silence, but then I
felt dumb after asking that question.

"no. maybe later. Let's go play ping pong"

"can I first do something?"

"sure"

I took his right foot with his toes pointing at my face and kissed them a
little more.

"your feet are so cute" I said and he smiled. He put both his feet at my
face and let me kiss them for a minute.

"is that nice?" I asked

"yeah" he said.

"wanna go play ping pong?" he said after a minute again.

"sure" I said and we went off to play.

We spent the next three hours together playing and having fun until we had
to go home. I loved playing anything with him, but also enjoyed sitting and
watching him play with his friends. He gave me big grins when he caught me
several times daydreaming staring at his feet and body still dress the same
way. Or should I say undressed. I didn't study with Catherine that day. I
kept getting flashbacks of what we did in my room. I wanted so bad to play
with his feet but I didn't know how. I wanted to find a way of doing it so
he would enjoy it as much as I did when I fantasized myself doing it. Maybe
I could find a way to teach him about foot fun and also learn myself how to
best help him enjoy the feeling of giving himself and his cute ass to me
which he seemed eager to do. We played games with his friends every day and
played our touching games in private too. A week later, (see part 1)

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