From: barefootsteve@friend.com (barefoot steve)
Subject: Juan's Party (m/b/b/feet/cons/hot)
Date: Tue, 25 Mar 1997 02:31:21 GMT
Organization: FootNet

The following is a work of fiction. It's intended for adults only. If
you're under 18 or don't wish to read erotic fiction, then get the
fuck out of here!

Juan's Party
by barefoot steve

Juan's parents were away one weekend, and I knew Juan was up to
something. I kept hearing the phone upstairs ringing, and between
phone calls I heard him running around the apartment moving furniture.
I was outside doing some yardwork when I saw Juan's uncle's truck pull
up. Juan came down and helped Pablo carry two heavy coolers upstairs.
Ah, so there's going to be a party. Pablo drove off, and I went
upstairs to ask Juan what was up. He said he and his football buddies
were going to have a little party, and he hoped I didn't mind. I asked
if I was invited, and he said that it was just going to be a bunch of
kids, and he was sorry that he couldn't invite me. I understood that a
bunch of high school boys might not want an adult interfering with
their fun, and I told him it was cool. He said he'd see me Sunday and
went back to his preparations.

Of course, I made it a point to be on the porch when the boys started
arriving. It was going to be a bunch of high school jocks, so I might
as well enjoy the sights. Besides, it was a beautiful, but hot, night
out.

The boys started arriving about 8pm, coming by car, by bike, and on
foot. I knew some of Juan's good friends, most of whom arrived
barefoot. (I've had a good influence on these boys!) Others were
wearing either Tevas or sneakers, with a couple in Doc Martens or
Timberlands (on such a hot night!). Most were in shorts and t-shirts,
a few came without shirts, and a couple had on Levis. They were all
about 14-18 years old, all well-built boys. They were all polite as
they went into the building.

It was noisy up there! I tried to watch TV, but the music was really
loud, and there was a lot of loud thuds that threatened to bring down
my ceiling. I figured that they were wrestling around or something. I
really wanted to be up there, but I just put on a porn tape and sat
back and watched while thinking about all that boyflesh upstairs. I
heard some boys coming and going in the stairway, more going than
coming as midnight approached. Lots of them had curfews, I figured.
Just before midnight, Juan came down (a little drunk) and told me that
the beer ran out and asked if I could get some before they stopped
selling it. He gave me some money, a few dollar bills and a bunch of
change, and I went on a beer run for them. I was just in my little
cutoffs, but that was OK. They were used to seeing me dressed like
that at the 7-11. They had only given me enough money for a six-pack,
but I went ahead and picked up a case.

When I got back, a few more of the cars and bikes had left, and it was
much quieter upstairs. I went up and knocked at the door. Juan
answered, and I handed him the case. He told me to come in. I asked if
he was sure, and he said it was cool. I followed him to the kitchen
and helped him unload the beer into the coolers. He grabbed one and
handed me one. As I walked back into the living room, I noticed that
the party had dwindled to about eight cute kids, all bare chested, all
barefoot, and all watching the porn tape I had been watching when Juan
interrupted me. Juan gave me his naughty look and asked if I minded
that he borrowed my tape. No, I didn't mind, but I wasn't about to
leave now!

The tape was a bisexual tape that Juan liked a lot. A few blonde
women, a bunch of hot Latino dudes, all doing the nasty in all sorts
of ways. It was mostly a gay film, with a smattering of ladies to make
it more acceptable to "straight" dudes. (Yeah, right!)

I helped Juan hand out fresh beers, and the boys turned their
attention away from the tape and talked to me. Juan introduced them,
we shook hands, and they were all as charming as they could be, even
though they were all a little drunk. They all knew it was my tape they
were watching, they all knew that I was gay, and I wondered how many
of them knew what I had been doing with Juan for the past few months.
But I didn't worry about that. They soon went back to watching the
video and talking about the things they were seeing for the first
time. There were some wise-ass comments, but they were careful not to
say anything too rude. And their hands all went to their crotches as
they watched all the hot sex on the screen.

I was in heaven! I didn't watch the video much. Hell, I knew it by
heart! But I did watch the boys, and they were so cute. Beautiful
young jocks drinking beer, wearing pants and nothing else but the
occasional baseball cap, all hard, all playing with themselves, all
the while trying to be macho. Whenever I'd look over at Juan, he'd
give me this look like, Dude, we're going to make something of this!

After the video finished, I put on some music, and the boys started
rearranging themselves. The boys who needed beers got them, and one
boy got up to use the bathroom. I grabbed him and pinned him. I told
him he was going to be the first victim, and he got a real strange
look. I told the others to hold him, and he soon had a boy holding
each wrist and each ankle. He started making a lot of noise, but I
found a sock on the floor and stuffed it into his mouth. The other
boys were into all this, and they followed my lead. I went over to an
arrangement in the corner and pulled out a peacock feather. I told
everybody I didn't want to hurt the boy, just torment him. I let the
peacock feather caress his torso and up under his arms. It tickled,
and he started laughing, even though his laughter was muffled by the
sock in his mouth. I let the feather go down his stomach to the top of
his shorts, and I got one of the boys to unbutton and unzip the
shorts. He was wearing briefs, and I tickled at his bulge in the
briefs. Then I used the feather on his legs and down to his feet. I
tickled his feet with the feather, and then I started using my tongue
to tickle his feet. He was laughing uncontrollably, and I kept
tormenting him until he had tears in his eyes. He protested that he
needed to pee, but I wouldn't let him up. I kept tickling his soles
with my tongue, making him laugh harder and harder. Soon he couldn't
hold it any longer, and we all saw his briefs fill with his urine,
some dripping down to the floor. I got my knife and cut his underpants
off him. He was wet from the piss, but his dick was real hard. I
tormented him some more with the feather, rubbing it on his balls, and
the boys were all loving this. They boy was way hard, and I figured it
was time to give him a break. So I went down on him, giving him the
best blowjob I knew how, while another boy took over tickling him with
the feather. He was breathing in pants and laughing all the while, and
I was soon rewarded with a nice load of salty boycum, and the others
just sat there with their hands on their crotches.

"Who wants to go next?" I asked. They were all wanting their dicks
sucked, so I told them that we'd have a contest. Whoever could take
Juan's cock all the way down his throat would get the next blowjob.
The first boy stepped up and helped Juan out of his baggy shorts. No
underwear, of course! (I taught him well!) He got on his knees and
took Juan's dick in his mouth. He tried to take it all the way, but,
hey, Juan is pretty big. He couldn't do it. Another boy tried, but he
gagged and couldn't open up his throat, either. The third boy was the
one I really wanted to suck, and I gave Juan a look. He was a built
boy in nothing but very tight 501s. He'd come to the party like that.
No shirt and barefoot. Blond flattop. Earrings in both ears. I wanted
this kid! He started like the others, on his knees going down on Juan.
I was enjoying watching this a lot. Juan was pretty hot from the first
two attempts, and he was sweating and straining. I was watching Juan's
face and the back of this beautiful boy. He was holding Juan by the
butt, and I loved looking at his muscled back, the V down to his
waist, his buns in those tight Levis, and his dirty bare soles. Nice
callused soles. The soles of a real barefooter. I knelt behind him
where I could whisper some hints. Like to swallow, gulp, just do it,
don't worry about the gagging. Swallow harder. I took his feet in my
hands and massaged them while he went down on Juan, and he soon had
him all the way down his throat. I shot Juan a glance, and he started
humping the dude's face while I played with his feet. By now I was
pressed against the dude's hot back, my crotch pressed up against his
ass, and my arms wrapped around his waist and my hands groping his
crotch. Soon Juan came down his throat, and I was really ready to get
this dude off.

I told the first two dudes to practice on each other. If they hoped to
get their dicks sucked, they might as well suck each other's! They
took me up on this, and soon they were in a 69 on the floor. I watched
them for a moment, and then turned back to the beauty who had just
taken my love's load. I kissed him and held him against me, tasting
the familiar taste of Juan's cum still in his mouth. Then I knelt down
and ran my hands over his torso and fondled his beautiful basket. His
cock was very hard, and he definitely wasn't wearing any drawers under
his jeans. I rested my hands on his feet and licked his basket for a
while, getting it wet and tasting his precum, which was seeping
through the denim. I got up and slowly unbuttoned his fly. I eased his
large cock out of the jeans and slowly licked it with the tip of my
tongue. He was standing with his bare feet between my bare knees, and
I was getting off on getting him harder than he had ever been before.
I never really took his pants down, just started giving him head while
groping his balls and ass through the denim. I was really enjoying
this, but it didn't last too long. He was soon shooting huge gobs of
cum in my mouth and throat, and I swallowed every single drop.

The two other boys were still going at it, and I watched for a little
while. They were becoming pretty good little cocksuckers, after all!

There were two other boys left. I told them that one of them had to
strip off my cutoffs and jerk me off with his feet, and if he could
get me off using just his feet, I'd suck him off. I said it would be
the boy with the bigger feet. They put their feet up against each
other, and I choose the bigger footed dude, and the other boy felt
left out. I winked at him and told him not to worry. Bigfoot
unbuttoned my cutoffs and helped me out of them. Then I sat down on
the floor with my back against the sofa, and the boy sat opposite me
and started rubbing his feet on my cock. God I love that! I told the
other boy to do a striptease for me, and that didn't take long. He was
just wearing shorts, another commando! I was helping footboy by
holding his ankles and his feet in different positions, and then I had
the other boy straddle me and fuck my face while his buddy continued
his footjob. These were my favorite things! Sucking boycock and having
a boy's feet playing with my cock! I was in heaven!! I was soon
tasting boycum once again, and my cock was raging, but nowhere near
cumming. When the boy was done blowing his load into my face. I moved
the other boy into footfuck position. On his back, knees bent, feet
together. I fucked between his arches until I shot my load all over
his crotch. And then I obliged him by sucking his cock, as promised.

It was cool swirling my own cum on this boy's cock with my tongue. I
took my time and savored it, and then I started the blowjob he was
craving. He had a rather large cock, and it felt good in my mouth and
throat. But, being a boy, it didn't take long for him to shoot his
load. And I enjoyed every last drop!

By now, Juan's living room was full of spent, semi-conscious naked
boys, but Juan was still in good shape. He gave me a look I knew and
loved, and we retired to his parents' room for the night. Our first
whole night together. But that is another story.

 .oooO 
 (   ) barefoot steve
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