Date: Fri, 6 Apr 2012 23:18:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: m6666315@yahoo.com
Subject: Beautiful Arab Boy's Feet in New York City

I was playing basketball in one of NYC's parks, and one Saturday I met a
twelve year old boy named Sheroz. He had raven-black hair, black eyes,
and surprisingly light, silky skin. He was lean and athletic, and he
wore black shorts. He had such plump, muscular calves ending in black
dress socks you could see at his ankle and Nike basketball shoes with a
zipper in front. It was 2003 and sneakers with zippers in front were
fashionable. I thought that the zipper represented some mystery. I had
then spent lots of spare time over the next several weeks spending time
with him, getting him iced creams, and playing basketball. Soon I got
him to agree to go to the pool with me. His mother wouldn't let him go
to the pool and would have noticed the chlorine in his hair, so we
didn't risk it. I asked him what movies he liked, and he mentioned Ghost
Ship, which was already out on DVD. He said that he wanted to see it at
home, but his mother wouldn't let him because she thought it was scary.
He told me she was cool except when she babied him like she would with
movies. I said, "Since we can't go to the pool, would you like to see
Ghost Ship and get some Pizza?" He said, "Yeah that would be great!
You'll have to take me back home later though, I don't want to get lost
on the way back from your apartment." I agreed, and we set out for my
apartment, about half an hour away by subway from Sheroz's neighborhood.
On the train we played War, the card game. We amused ourselves with
this, and looking down at the cards, I could watch his ankles, which
moved cutely as his legs dangled down and back underneath the edge of
the subway seat, showing the tops and those enigmatic zippers. We left
the train by my place, then we went to the video place to rent Ghost
Ship. He asked if he would be able to keep the movie, and I felt that
this was an invitation: he must have known I was interested in him
sexually, and he was requesting a gift. The gift meant he was accepting
that I was safe and not a pig, and that whatever I wanted to please
myself with would surely not be bad. I had never brought up anything,
and I was surprised at how street wise that was of him to pick up my
intentions for him just like that, along with the survival instinct that
let him know I was safe and would want him to have fun, too. Happy with
this turn of events, especially since I had never told him of any
interest in him, I said, "Sure, we'll buy a copy". I went and shelled
out the $34 for the video, and we went to get pizza, which we took to
go. We got to my apartment, and I had a big HDTV / Audio setup and a
plush sofa facing it. After we entered, Sheroz plunked himself down on
the sofa with a satisfied, aahhhh, this is really cool! We ate our
slices as the movie started, and Sheroz started to pull his feet up onto
the sofa. I said, "Just a minute, please take off your sneakers first
and then you can put your feet on the sofa. I was fascinated by watching
him unzip the sneakers. Underneath the zippers was a tongue and then
his black dress socks that he had on. Despite the fact that he was young
and small, the heat and the vinyl shoes combined with thin dress socks
left his feet smelling a little potent. I loved the smell and started
sniffing the air. He asked if his feet stank, and I said no. He said,
"Aha! You like my feet smell!" I said, "Yes, they smell really good,
will you put them on my face?" He said, "No way!" I was disappointed,
but then he took his sock off of his left foot, turned it inside out,
and put the part where the bottom of his toes were right under my nose! I
liked that and got an instant boner from it, which he noticed. I didn't
know it at the time, but the only reason he wouldn't stick his foot on
my face is that it was considered insulting in Middle Eastern culture to
point your foot at someone, so he thought I was asking for humiliating
torture. However putting his sock on my face was fine, and so were more
adventures. I got down on the floor under the sofa and massaged his feet
a bit. He then left the sock on my face and sat up, and he said, "Do
you want me to put them there?" He said as he pointed at the erection in
my pants. I choked for a moment, surprised at this openness, and I
said, "No, wait I mean YES!" Then I thought for a second and asked, "Do
you mean I can put your foot on my bare skin, I can open it up?" I said,
indicating my crotch. He said "Sure. I want to see what it looks like
when someone cums. I knew you were a freak." So I opened up my pants,
took out my cock and balls, and I felt his left foot, the bare one, on
my chest. The socked right foot, was kneading my aching member. He
reached down then, and he rolled the sock down until the top part was
around the ankle. Then he grabbed my dick and slid it into the sock. It
was the most incredible feeling, and when I felt my cockhead reach its
destination under his toes inside his sock, its all I could do to keep
from cumming. Slowly he started to knead his toes around my cockhead,
which was slippery from precum. The rest of his foot also changed shape
and moved as he flexed his toes. I said, "I'm about to cum!" Sheroz
said, "Wait, I want to see", while reaching down. He pulled off his
sock, grabbed my dick, and pulled it onto the sole of his foot, gently
rubbing it on his sole while grabbing the head with his toes. Feeling
his hand and his foot on my cock, with his other beautiful foot on my
chest, with his fragrant sock over my mouth and nose, I had an
incredible orgasm. Instead of just dripping out, my cum shot out high in
the air, over my head, to hit the wall behind me. Surprisingly, Sheroz
found this amazing and said, "Wowww, I never saw a shot like that on any
internet porn! Can you do it again?" I said, "I can in about half an
hour". In half an hour I pulled up a video of a woman giving a man a
footjob: she put her two feet together with oiled soles, and teased the
man's cockhead with her toes of both feet at once. I asked Sheroz if he
would do it, and he asked me if I would do a favor for him sometime and I
said, "Of course! Anything..within reason." I brought out some baby oil
and greased up his soles as I sat opposite him on the sofa. Then I
leaned all the way back, and he put his two feet on me, which felt so
very good! Then he started to mash and grind his soles together, which
was amazing! My cockhead kept having to push through his toes, which
would try to block it, but not too hard. I came again: not as far this
time but still impressive. I know it was because this was such a fantasy
come true that I had such amazing orgasms. Then he said, "You know how
you said you'd do me a favor?" I said, "Of course. Tell me what I can do
for you." He said, "My cousin Sam said that getting a blowjob is the
best feeling in the world. I'm not going to get a girl to give me one
for years." I noticed that he would not ask me right out but I didn't
make him. I said, "Would you like to have the best blowjob ever, right
now?" He said, "Really?!?" And I said, "Right now!" Then I put my mouth
on the outside of his shorts and used my lips on his soft dick right
through the nylon. I breathed warm air through the shorts onto his dick,
and he was hard right away. Gently and slowly, I slid my hands from his
knees, along his inner thighs, to the center. As my hands passed
half-way up he shivered, and I could feel his three inch cock pulse. I
pulled his shorts down, pushed him back down gently so he was sitting on
the sofa, and then I took him in my mouth. After going up and down his
shaft a few times, I took advantage of the short length by taking his
balls into my mouth too. I gave him the best tongue job ever on his dick
and balls. I worked hard to make him feel good because he made me feel
great! His taste was so clean and delicious, and I continued for ten
minutes. He had no pubic hair, so I assumed that he couldn't cum. But
after ten minutes he started to push my head down with his hands, and
his breathing got heavy. Then he tried to take my head off and said,
"Stop, I have to pee!", but I said, "Keep going even if you pee!" Of
course he did not pee, but one minute later he started to shake and
moan. Then his dick pulsed in my mouth and I got a few small shots of
cream! "Oh shiiiit, that was soooo good!", he said. I took him home. I
wanted to give him new socks and keep his as a souvenir, but he said his
mom would notice. I took the train with him back to his neighborhood, and I
went back with him all the way to his block, shook his small hand, and sent
him home.