Date: Wed, 08 Mar 2023 03:04:26 +0000
From: krischrandes <krischrandes@protonmail.com>
Subject: Remote School Feet Shennanigans

Remote School Feet Shenanigans

My understanding is that Nifty will no longer be accepting several
categories of stories in the near future. As such this is probably
my last post here. It's been a great 20 years on this archive and
I was proud to contribute in some small way. Fair winds my friends.

My other stories are at
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for now

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In November of 2020 we were still doing remote school. I argued with my
parents that I should stay home alone but they wouldn't allow it. Somehow
they decided it was better if I went to Cole's house and did online school
with him and his younger sister. Cole was thirteen, I was twelve, almost
thirteen, and his annoying sister Olivia was eight.

My parents left for work early and it was my job to get up, get ready, and
walk the 10 minutes to Cole's house. Cole's mom would text my parents that I
had arrived so there was no chance I could get away with anything.

I hadn't really known Cole before this whole mess started. We got to know
each other a little during the breaks between online classes, but we really
didn't have that much in common. He was cute though so at least I got to
enjoy -- and be frustrated -- by that. Yeah at this point I was already
pretty sure that I liked boys but I wasn't about to tell anyone. Least of
all someone I barely knew.

The only good thing is that we got an hour or so alone every afternoon
because Cole's mom had to take Olivia to gymnastics and her classes ended
before ours. That never made sense to me either. Why the hell were they
doing gymnastics in the middle of the pandemic? So we were on our own for
our last class and then had 20 minutes or so before they got home so Cole
and I usually used that time to watch videos. Cole had found some pretty
crazy stuff and liked to show it to me, including porn. It was all straight
porn but I noticed that it tended to include good close-ups of the guys. We
watched that together and got lumps in our pants but nothing every happened.
Typically after videos I'd pack up my stuff and walk home before Cole's mom
and sister returned.

That morning I woke up late. I'd slept through my alarm somehow so I didn't
have a chance to jerk off before going to Cole's. I liked being home alone
for that so I usually did it in the morning. I got dressed, skipped
breakfast, and jogged to Cole's house.

Cole's mom gave me a raised eyebrow but didn't say anything as she let me
in. I mumbled a hello, kicked off my sneakers, and went down to the
basement. That was where we did school. There were three tables set up
against one wall opposite the stairs. Cole was in the middle, his sister on
his right, and the table on the left was for me. Cole was dressed the same
as me in t-shirt, running pants, and socks because the basement was cold. I
hastily powered up my school laptop and was online just barely in time for
my first class to start.

Cole nodded at me. His sister ignored us and was busy picking her nose. I
wondered if her camera was on. School was boring as usual but at least there
were breaks between classes. I was supposed to do homework but I usually
surreptitiously took out my phone and browsed. I had to be careful because
Olivia would tell. Snitching ran in the family.

At lunchtime all three of us went upstairs and ate. Cole's mom told us that
she'd be taking Olivia to an appointment after gymnastics so we were to
finish school and behave ourselves. She looked at Cole and said she'd bring
something home for dinner so don't snack. Sheesh. What was with her anyway.

Olivia and her mom had already left when Cole and I started our last class
of the day. Mine was just a lecture where I had to listen to and take notes.
Cole was taking a test with his very strict teacher. He had to do the whole
test with the camera on, no headphones, and could not leave the class when
he was done. I guess in case he tried to pass answers to people still taking
the test. He even had to sit still in front of the camera with his hands on
the table. I was glad I didn't have that teacher.

When my class was done I sighed and closed my laptop. I wanted to get up but
it would mean passing behind Cole and being on camera for his class. I don't
know why but I didn't want to do that. So I sat there for a minute and
stretched. I was really tired of sitting so I slid off my chair on the
carpeted floor and laid parallel to the wall with head next to Cole's socked
feet.

Cole was still working intently on his test so I just relaxed. I finally
heard him tell his teacher that he was done. She said ok and reminded him to
sit quietly until the end of the period. This is when I started thinking
about how to get him in trouble.

I reached out and poked Cole in the leg. He didn't react. I did it again. He
pulled his legs back and tucked his feet under this chair. I scooted myself
closer to his chair and then reached up and poked his knee. No reaction. I
stretched my arm out and poked the top of his foot. This got a reaction and
he kicked me but not very hard.

It was on now. My mission was to make him react and get his teacher to yell
at him. I continued poking. When that no longer got a response I grabbed the
toe of his sock and tugged it so his sock was loose and flopping around. He
grunted and poked me in the ribs with his foot. I grabbed his sock again.
Cole pulled his foot out of the sock and then put both feet, one socked one
bare, on my midsection and pressed down. Not enough to hurt but enough to
pin me down and keep me from messing with him. He thought.

We stayed like that for a moment while I thought about what to do next. I
became aware of a tingling in my dick but I ignored it. My hands were still
free so I poked at Cole's legs and bare toes. He didn't react. I started
lightly running one fingernail along the top of his bare foot and he curled
his toes, gripping my shirt. I kept at it. When I poked under the arch of
his foot there was another grunt and he pulled that foot away. Victory.

We paused yet another moment and then his bare foot came slowly back and
rested on my face. I was tempted to turn my head but for some reason I let
him place it directly over my nose and mouth and I breathed in the faintly
sweaty smell.

Cole's socked foot was still resting on my chest. His bare foot directly on
my face. This time I felt myself going full hard in my pants. I didn't know
why this was turning me on.

I don't know what made me do it but I quickly opened my mouth and licked the
bottom of Cole's bare foot. He yelped and raised his leg so fast he cracked
his knee into the bottom of the table and made everything on it jump.

I put my hand over my mouth trying to stifle a laugh but I snorted a little.
I tried to stay very quiet as I heard Cole apologizing to his teacher and
explaining that he'd just bumped the table and would be quiet until the end
of the period. Cole tucked his feet out of the way behind his chair.

I turned ninety degrees so that I had one leg on each side of Cole's chair
then I propped my head up on the wall. I could see the edge of his chair but
not his crotch. This was dumb of me I realized because I was fully hard and
I could see the tent in my own pants. I tried to will it to go down but my
heart was beating fast. I closed my eyes and concentrated on relaxing. I
felt my dick deflate a little.

I felt something pressing my sides and I opened my eyes to see that Cole had
put one foot on each side of my midsection and was pushing slightly against
me. I wasn't sure what to do next but I was done messing with him having
already gotten him in trouble.

Slowly Cole lifted both feet and put them back on my chest side by side,
still wearing one sock. I lay there quietly and then, despite myself, I
raised my hands and put one on the top of each foot. Just resting there. My
heart was pounding and I wondered if he could feel it through the soles of
his feet.

Cole started to slowly move both feet and scrunch his toes like he was
massaging my chest. This made me instantly hard again. I held very still but
still had both hands on the tops of his feet. Cole withdrew his bare foot
for a moment and then I felt it come back dangerously close to my crotch. I
drew my legs up slightly to make my hard-on less obvious.

He put his toes on the band of bare skin between the bottom of my shirt,
which had pulled up a bit as I lay on the floor, and the waistband of my
pants. I watched as he slowly pushed his foot under my shirt and I gasped a
little as he pushed his smooth, warm sole up on to my chest.

Cole lifted his other foot and held it out toward me. I stared at the socked
sole without comprehending and then it finally dawned on me. I reached up
his leg to the top of his sock and started to pull it down. He kept holding
his foot out so I guessed this was what he wanted. I continued, peeling his
sock all the way off until I was presented with a second bare foot directly
in front of my face.

I didn't know what was going on now. I was really turned-on and wanting more
also afraid of being found out. Instead of lowering that foot on to my chest
with the other I watched in horror Cole maneuvered it down toward my crotch.
I froze not knowing what to do. He touched my leg with his foot and then
slowly lowered it down. When he put it down gently on my very hard dick I
was sure he was about to yell or kick me or something but he rubbed his foot
around massaging and stretching my erection under my pants. I very nearly
came right there. I think it was just the fear that stopped me.

I waited to see what happened next. Cole removed both feet and put them flat
on the floor beside me. Not touching me. I figured that was it and I'd have
some explaining to do. Then as I watched he pulled his chair closer and
slouched down spreading his legs. Then I thought he might be inviting me.

I pulled one leg back and then slowly pushed my foot out and set it on the
edge of his chair, touching his leg. Cole stayed where he was. Getting
braver I picked my butt up and pushed my foot closer and  closer to his
crotch until it suddenly contacted a hard lump. I pushed a little more and
felt his erection move upward in his pants toward his stomach.

Cole groaned which he turned into a cough and I withdrew my foot.

I heard some typing and a mumbled goodbye and then Cole closing his laptop.
Shit. What was next? I started trying to worm my way back over to my desk
when Cole stuck his head under the table and looked at me.

"You jerk," he said. "Got me in trouble." But he was grinning. I smiled back
tentatively. "C'mon, let's go upstairs."

I followed Cole upstairs to the main level and then up another set of stairs
to his room. He waited for me to come in and then he closed the door. The
two flights and my nervousness made me out of breath and I just stood
panting and not sure what to do.

"Lay down," Cole said pointing to the bed.

I went to the bed and laid down on my back in the center of the bed. The
tent in my pants was still obvious.

"Scoot toward me," Cole said.

I did as he asked putting my feet off the edge of the bed. Cole knelt down
and took one foot in each hand rubbing them through my socks. Then one foot
at a time he peeled each sock off. I had no idea what was going to happen
but knew I but I didn't want to stop him.

Cole resumed rubbing my feet with this hands, massaging the soles and
running his fingers in between my toes. No one had touched my feet before
and it felt really good. Then I felt something warm and wet. I picked my
head up to see him sticking his tongue between the toes of one foot while
holding on to the other with his hand.

I had licked his foot just as a joke but I seemed to have set something off
in him and he was returning it times one hundred. I reached back and pulled
down a pillow so I could keep watching.

Cole stood up and looked at me watching him. He had a deadly serious look on
his face as he stared at me and then back down at my feet. I watched as he
took off his t-shirt and exposed his smooth chest. Then to my shock he
pushed his pants and underwear down. His long, slim, and mostly hairless
cock sprang up and bounced. I'm sure my eyes got wide as I stared. He
stepped out of his pants and stood naked before me.

"Take off yours," he said.

"Why?" I asked, finally finding my voice.

"Because it'll feel good."

Driven by lust I sat up and pulled off my shirt. Then I lay down and lifted
my butt to push down my own pants and underwear. My own smaller dick pointed
straight up into the air pulsing.

"Nice," Cole said. He grabbed the cuffs of my pants and pulled them off of
me leaving me laying completely naked before him on his bed.

Cole grabbed my feet and held them together. Then he crouched down and
rubbed his hard dick on the soles of my feet. I just gaped, momentarily
forgetting my own nakedness and arousal. This was weird but somehow sexy
too. Then he maneuvered himself to push his cock between my arches. I
watched as the head emerged between my feet as he held them together with
his hands.

I held still not even touching myself as he pumped back and forth. As he
started to speed up he grunted and I felt his balls touching my heels. Cole
closed his eyes and threw his head back and then with one more push and
groan, cum shot out of his dick. It mostly landed on the bed but I felt a
drop on my leg. He'd been gripping my ankles so hard it actually hurt a
little but now he relaxed his hold.

Cole resumed pumping his now wet cock between my arches. After a few thrusts
he let go and stood back panting. I had no idea what to make of this. It was
strange but my erection hadn't faded at all. In fact I looked down to see
the tip was wet with precum.

Cole grinned at me and then climbed on to the bed straddling my legs. He sat
on my thighs,  grabbed my erection in his hand and squeezed. I groaned. He
went to work pumping up and down on my cock. I just lay there passively,
arms on the bed watching the intensity on his face. I felt the orgasm
building. I closed my eyes and felt the muscles in my legs tense. Cole kept
pumping, almost the way I did it but it felt different. The rest of the
world faded away and all I was aware of was was the singular sensation of
the building tingle of my orgasm. It built and built and I was almost there
when Cole suddenly stopped. I grunted and strained pushing myself up against
his weight. I started to grab my dick to finish when Cole suddenly squeezed
and I shot cum straight into the air while Cole resumed stroking. He stopped
again for a moment and I strained again. Then he kept going as more and more
came out almost like a second orgasm. I was finally spent. I didn't usually
come that much.

I opened my eyes to see Cole still smiling and holding my cock. He let go
and we watched as it slowly shrank. I really didn't know what to say.

I suddenly panicked and asked what time it was.

Cole said that his mom would be home in 30 minutes.

"Ok," I said.

Cole got off of me and grabbed the tissue box from a shelf and held it out.
I grabbed a couple tissues and tried to wipe myself up. Cole did the same.

I quickly got dressed and then turned back to Cole. He was no longer hard
and he was looking me over, seemingly unconcerned by his own nakedness.

"Ok," I said. "Well, uh, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yep."

"Ok," I said again. I went down to the basement and packed my stuff up. I
let myself out the front door and started walking home.

Tommorow would be interesting I thought.

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