Date: Wed, 7 Feb 2007 19:37:28 -0800 (PST) From: c r Subject: Sneaker Story Zach and Matt had met in grade school when Matt's family moved to a new neighborhood. As they were the same age, born only 3 days apart, the two boys had become fast friends. They did everything together growing up -- riding bikes, playing soccer, walking to school, hanging out at each other's house to watch a scary movie and sleep over. Over the years, the boys had become two of the best soccer players in the district. They were each varsity starters through high school, and now in their senior year, Zach was named captain and Matt was his assistant captain. As their skills on the field had developed, so had their bodies. Both were athleticly built, with strong muscular legs and defined torsos. Zach was 5'10" and 170 pounds, only 1 inch taller and 5 pounds more than his friend Matt. They both had dark brown eyes and short spikey hair, with well-groomed goatees and tans from their summer days spent lounging at Zach's pool. Practice had run long and the warm September evening had grown into pitch darkness as the boys collected their soccer balls, cleats, shin pads and socks and piled them into Zach's new truck he had gotten last month for his 18th birthday. The two were often the last to leave the field, staying late to work on strategies and a bit of extra conditioning. Sweaty and hot from their run, Zach took off his Nike Shox and no-show ankle socks. The truck cab quickly filled with the scent of sweat that eminated from Zach's size 11 feet. He stretched and cracked his toes and slipped his feet into his black adidas slides. Matt slid off his New Balance 476s and stretched his bare feet, also size 11, as Zach pulled out of the parking lot. Matt absentmindly rubbed his bare left foot against his hairy right calf. He loved the feel of the hair running through his toes and along his soles. Pulling his knees up to his chest, he rubbed his soft, sweaty feet with his hands, paying close attention to his high arch. It felt so good that he barely heard Zach ask him a question. "Dude, do you want to just come over to watch a movie tonight? You can shower at my place and toss on some of my clothes. I forgot we have an in-service day tomorrow," Zach said. Matt jumped at the opportunity to spend the evening at Zach's. They always had a good time, and he didn't feel like going home anyway. A quick call to his folks confirmed it was OK. "We're set," Matt said. "Cool. I got a few DVDs for my birthday, so we can watch those," Zach replied. "Sounds good." Zach parked the truck in the driveway and opened the garage door. The two boys headed to Zach's bedroom -- which was the converted basement, complete with a bathroom and shower -- and they tossed their bags down on the floor. As Zach went upstairs to get them some drinks, Matt laid down and stretched on the floor. Matt's head rested on his friend's bag, and he smelled the strong scent of Zach's cleats and Shox. His dick immediately swelled, and he tugged it out of his jock. Matt reached in and pulled out Zach's Nike Shox and brought them up to his face. He sniffed the opening with deep heaving breaths. He tentatively stuck his tongue out and touched it to the rim, still warm with sweat from their run. He licked around the rim and down the back of the sneaker, working his way along the side swoosh to the toes. He gently bit on the toes of his bud's Shox. His cock was leaking all over his soccer shorts as he gently pulled on it. Matt lusted over his friend's shoes. He pulled out the matching sneaker and worked on it, too, inhaling the strong scent of Zach's feet. Knowing Zach would soon return, he slipped on the Shox. The feeling of the warm, sweaty shoes on his bare feet was intense. It was all he could do to contain his raging boner. "Here you go buddy, two Cokes and a pizza fresh from the oven. Mom left it in the kitchen for us tonight!" The two boys scarfed down the food and drink and relaxed on the floor a bit. Zach looked down and noticed that Matt had on his Nike Shox. He couldn't help but think that he looked damn hot in them, too! His bare boney ankles showed perfectly out of the tops of them, and they showed off his hairy calves. Zach's dick twitched at the sight. "You enjoying my Shox, man?" Matt blushed slightly at the comment, but realized how good his feet felt in them. They had started to warm up and he could feel Zach's sweat mix with his own. "Hell yeah, man. These are the hottest shoes I've seen," Matt replied. "They feel great on my bare feet." "I know. I wear them like that all the time. Your feet look really hot in them. Matt's dick hardened at the thought of Zach's bare feet in the same sneakers he was now wearing. "Can I try on your New Balance?" Zach asked. Matt dug out his 476s from his bag and handed them to Zach. After giving a good sniff to them, he slipped them onto his feet. They instantly began to warm up and sweat. Zach's dick hardened, and he adjusted it in his jock. "Damn, now those are the hottest sneaks around," Matt said to his friend, "since they're on your feet, dude." Zach blused. "Thanks, Matt." Matt scooted over to sit across from Zach. The two boys placed the bottoms of sneaked feet against the other and gently pressed them together. They continued pressing harder, as their well-conditioned legs fought for dominance. Eventually, Matt relented and Zach's foot came down on his own. Zach quickly grabbed his friend's ankles and held them down. He pulled Matt's Shox-covered feet up to his face and deeply inhaled them. He licked and sucked at his own sneakers on his buddy's feet. He licked Matt's ankles and slowly slid off both shoes. Zach ran his tongue along Matt's soles, from the heel, across his high arches, to his toes, each of which he sucked and held in his hot mouth. "Oh my god, Zach, that feels incredible!" "It tastes incredible, too, man. Your feet are so soft and sweaty, I can't take it!" Zach slipped off his soccer shorts and tee, leaving him only in his jock and Matt's NB 476s. He tugged at his raging hard cock, pressing Matt's saliva-covered bare foot against it. "Mmmm..." was all the two boys could manage to say. Matt slid around so they were laying head to foot. He grabbed Zach's feet and brought them to his face, smelling and licking his own NBs. He sucked lightly at the rim of the sneaks, gently licking Zach's exposed ankles. Zach moaned in pleasure. The feelings were intense as Zach continued to suck his buddy's bare toes, snaking his tongue in between each. Matt slid the NBs off of Zach, exposing his perfectly shaped feet with their great arches and smooth skin. He pressed them to his face. The warm soles felt great on his cheeks, and he quickly brought them to his mouth. The two boys toe sucked in a 69 position for what seemed like hours. Matt stopped only long enough to slip off his clothes, and Zach removed his jock. The two naked soccer jocks continued to pleasure each other's feet... rubbing, licking, sucking, sniffing. Their hard cocks ached to be released. Matt grabbed his buddy's dick and stroked hard. Zach returned the favor and the two friends moaned with pleasure. When Zach was close, he turned around and grabbed Matt's bare feet. Holding his ankles with one hand, Zach shot his huge load directly on Matt's feet, wathcing the cum ooze down his ankles and arches. That was all it took and soon Matt was shooting his spunk onto Zach's exposed feet, along the tops and down to the toes. The boys turned again to lick each other's feet clean. The taste of their own cum mixed with their foot scent was incredible. "Zach, that was fantastic. I didn't know you were into feet like that." "Hell yeah, man. I've dreamed of doing that with you for a long time now. You have such sexy feet and great sneaks!" "Same to you, bud! Let's get cleaned up and head to bed." They jumped into the shower, washing each other and massaging their tired feet. When they returned, they got into the bed, again head to foot, and drifted off to sleep. The end.