Date: Tue, 16 Oct 2018 22:14:25 -0600 From: Benjamin Roberts Subject: John Makes Me His Foot Slave It was Friday night and my coworker John was coming over. We both were big movie fans, and we had been spending the last couple months just going back and forth between our homes on the weekend, introducing each other to our favorites. I opened the microwave and took out the popcorn. I checked the clock - he should be here any minute! As I began emptying it out into a big bowl, the doorbell rang. I ran over to the door and answered it. "John! Come in!" He was a year older than me, about 6', with tanned skin, dark hair, and a scruffy beard. I stepped back and let him walk in. He sat down on the piano bench in the entryway and took off his sneakers. He had been hesitant to take his shoes off the first few times, especially considering how intensely his feet stink, but I had assured him many times that I honestly didn't mind. As he kicked them off I could smell the stench, even though I wasn't standing that close. I had never told him how exciting to me that smell was. Trying as hard as I could to not star at his big socked feet, I started up a conversation. "Made extra popcorn this time!" John stood up and grinned at me. "Great!" He said, wrapping his arm around me and walking me to the kitchen. (He was pretty forceful in the way he touched - and I never complained) I grabbed the big bowl and he dragged me over to the tv room. "I'll take that!" He said, taking the popcorn bowl from me. He pushed me down into the far corner of the couch. I didn't protest. In fact, it was so exciting, I wasn't able to focus enough to respond when he asked what movie we were watching. He threw a piece of popcorn at my head and it bounced off, jerking me out of my daze. "Yoo-hoo, anybody home?" He asked as he chewed. I looked up at him. "Oh yeah! The movie!" I said, trying to recover. Blushing, I picked up the remote and pressed play. As the previews began to roll, John sat down on the opposite end of the couch. His planted his feet on the cushion between us, with his knees bent and his back relaxing on the armrest. The bowl fit perfectly in his lap. I glanced down at his large feet only inches away from my lap. They were in white socks with a few holes in them. They were dirty and still smelled very strong. John didn't offer to share the popcorn at any point during the commercials, and honestly, I didn't mind. I was too busy drooling over his feet to think about anything else. Unfortunately, in my horny state, I completely missed when the previews ended. After a half a minute of the menu music playing, John nudged my leg with his foot. "Ben, why haven't you started the -" He stopped halfway through his sentence to look at me. "What was that?" He asked, a little confrontationally. I looked up at his eyes, flushed red. "What was what?" "Just then - you shuttered" "Sh-shuttered?" "Yeah! When I nudged you! What's up, you okay?" I looked away from him, nervous. "I uh, guess it was just a shock to get touched by you." He laughed. "But I push you around all the time!" A smirk slowly made its way across his face as he got an idea. He slowly lifted one foot up and placed it on my leg. Suddenly all my tense muscles relaxed and I couldn't help but to stare down at his big beautiful foot. The warm sole felt amazing against me. I shivered again. "Ha! There it is!" He said triumphantly. "It's my feet, isn't it?" I looked up at him, my eyes wide. "What are talking about?" My heart was racing. "You know what I'm talking about! You're fucking drooling,man!" I put my hand up to my mouth and wiped it. He was right. "Ben admit it, you've got a foot thing." I was a little panicked. "John, you can't tell anyone, please!" "Why? You afraid to be known as a foot freak?" I nodded my head. "How about we make a deal." I perked up. "I won't tell anyone, if you start making it a habit to show my feet some respect whenever we're together." I gulped. "Deal." He chuckled. "Well why don't we start with a massage, eh?" He kicked both feet up on my lap. My hard dick was pressed between his feet and my belly within my basketball shorts. I reached my hands down to his feet and started rubbing them the best I could, enjoying the feeling of the warm, soft, damp, sweaty socks with my hands. I loved feeling his heels dig into my legs. His foot print was outlined in the sole from the dirt that had collected from forgetting to wash them. John wiggled his toes, watching me with a grin as I drooled over his feet. He put one foot higher up my chest and planted it firmly down on me. He pushed me around with his legs until we had repositioned so that I was sitting facing him, one foot in my criss crossed lap and the other playing with me. He lifted it up to my face and put it right on me so that my nose fit a little squashed between his first and second toe. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of the warm sock stench. "Can I kiss your foot?" I whimpered, not caring how pathetic I sounded. "Only if you say it with respect," "May I please be allowed to kiss your foot, sir?" John lifted his foot from my face and put the heel to my mouth. "From bottom to top," I felt a tingle of excitement as I began cupping his heel in my mouth, kissing back and forth, then slowly going up the sole as he dragged his foot down my face. When I got to the hole in his sock at the ball of his foot, I couldn't help but to lick a little. He lifted his foot away from my face and a sudden disappointment came over me. "Not so fast, did I say you could lick yet?" I hung my head a little and shook it side to side. I looked up at him meekly. "Please sir, can I lick your sole?" He planted his foot back down on my chest. The smell was still intoxicating, even from down there. "I don't think `sir' is gonna cut it this time." I hesitated for a second before speaking. "May I please lick your feet, Master?" He grinned. It was exactly what he wanted. Without warning, he shoved his foot back in my face. "Get to licking, slave!" I obeyed him, grateful for the chance to lick his foot. I went up and down his socked sole, savoring the sweaty flavor. After some lint had gathered up in my mouth, I swallowed it. It was the best feeling in the world. "Do you wanna take off those socks, slave?" I nodded eagerly. I peeled off the sock, and before I knew it, his giant bare foot was right there. It was beautiful, perfectly tanned, smelled amazing, and radiated heat. He pressed the sole up to my face and I just lost it. I took his foot in both hands and began desperately licking and kissing up and down his sole. He enjoyed it, pressing his foot into my face playfully, scrunching and wriggling his toes. The taste was salty and made my mouth water even more. "Damn, you are loving this!" He said, smiling proudly. "I bet you'd like it even more if you had both feet, huh?" I nodded, still licking him. "Please master," I begged between licks. He lifted the other foot up and I took the sock off. I inhaled its stench and then began licking both of his sweaty soles together, back and forth. After a minute, he dragged his foot down my face and shoved his big toe in my mouth. "Suck on that toe for me," He said. I obeyed, sucking on it hard, enjoying it with my tongue. Then I moved over and got his second toe in my mouth, too. I ran my tongue between the two of them, scooping up the toe jam and swallowing it. "Damn, you are one horny little foot freak, aren't you?" He laughed. "Let's see how many toes we can fit in there!" Suddenly he rammed his third toe into my mouth as well. I let out a muffled moan. He pushed until he could fit the fourth one in, too. His feet must have been at least size 13, so my mouth was getting stretched. I managed to get my tongue between all of them, and he clearly liked that. Next he tried shoving the pinky toe inside me. I opened wide as I could, and with a little force, he fit it in. Not caring at all how uncomfortable it was, I liked and sucked all along his toes for a good long while. Then he took his toes out and wiped the saliva on my chest. He lifted up his other foot and teasingly wiggled his toes. "I still feel a lot of toe jam over in this one. And I want you to clean it all out!" He one by one forced his toes in my mouth again, and I greedily scooped up all he had to give me, savoring the flavor. The stench was still obnoxious. And with his foot right there, it seemed like I had more of his foot stench then oxygen. After I had cleaned between all of his toes with my tongue, he made it a game to start batting my head back and forth with his feet. I would lean forward to try and lick one, and before I could get to it, he would use the other foot to push me back. I was so desperate to taste his feet again, that it was driving me crazy. Every time I felt my back get pinned to the armrest of the sofa, I whimpered. Partly out of the hurt that it caused with the force of his leg jamming me backwards into something hard, but also out of my uncontrollable desire to have his feet that were just out of reach. He chuckled, having fun toying with me. After tormenting me for a while, he finally pushed his foot back onto my face, and I got the amazing satisfaction of licking it once more. What surprised me more, though, was the feeling of weight applied to my dick. He was pressing his other foot against my crotch forcefully. It felt amazing. But then he pressed harder and harder. I grunted a little, breathing heavily. "You had enough, slave?" "No master, please let me have more!" I begged. He started grinding his foot harder against my cock. But after a moment he pulled back. "Alright, Ben, you ready to be my footslave from now on?" I nodded eagerly. He started pulling his socks back on. I looked at the clock. It was surprisingly late. "Good, because I'm coming back tomorrow, and you'll be serving me all day!" I smiled at the thought. His permanent foot slave. I drooled a little. He stood up and punched me in the shoulder. "You stay there and fap or whatever it is you foot fucks do, see you in the morning!" He winked and left me behind. I sat in a daze as I listened to him put his shoes back on and close the door behind him. The smell was still in my nose. And yeah, I fapped. Fucking hard. *Written by BenSub*