Date: Thu, 13 Dec 2018 12:34:44 -0500 From: Thomas Marshall Subject: Chris and his feet-Chapter 1 This story is non-fictional and happened when I was younger, it involves two young friends and if you don't like this content or cannot legally view it please do not read further. All names have been changed to protect identities. Chris and his feet-Chapter 1 Hi, my name is John, and while I know now I'm gay, I had no idea when I was younger. All I knew was I loved smelling other boys feet, I didn't even know why! Chris came into my boy scout troop in the fall of 2010, and we hit it off almost instantly. We both loved Xbox and watched the same shows and really became friends quickly, despite him being a grade below me. At that time, he was short and scrawny, with acne on his face and blond hair in his eyes in a Justin Bieber haircut. He always wore Hollister or Nike clothes, and had a beat up pair of DCs. I was big for my age and on the heavy side, with dark short hair worn up. We talked mostly to each other at scout meetings, tenting together on trips and it wasn't long before we hung out outside of scouts, our parents driving us to the mall and letting us roam free, which was always a big deal to me. Even though at the time, I couldn't masturbate yet, I would spend every night before bed fantisizing about Chris's feet, what they smelled like and would get hard just from the thought! I stole whiffs from his shoes whenever I could, and it was heaven! As we got to be better and better friends, I started to sleep at his house almost every weekend. He lived with his mom and had a finished basement, complete with a double bed, couch, TV and some toys, and that room became ours. Right off the bat he suggested we sleep together in the bed, and I was happy to oblige! We spent the winter having fun exploring the woods and going to the mall, just doing what boys do, with me admiring his feet from afar. We talked about anything together, and I had never had a friend half as close as him. Eventually, we started watching porn together on my old iPod touch. We would lay in the double bed together with all the lights off and watch videos of guys fucking girls or girls blowing them, and I remember getting hard, but now I wonder if it was the video or looking at Chris's cute face and he got horny. It sounds weird now, but back then it felt completely normal. The first time something big happened was in July of 2011. It was a very hot day outside and I showed up at his house to find him out in his yard still wearing his soccer uniform from his afternoon game! A blue jersey with white shorts and blue socks, still wearing his shinpads and cleats! Just the sight of him made my dick go semi-hard! We played around out back for a while, then we took a break to have some water. "Why are you still wearing your gear?" I asked between gulps of water "Oh, I got fuckin soaked by a sprinkler walking home, I was trying to dry them out" he replied "Just throw them in the dryer then" I said back. I didn't want him to do that at all, but I didn't wanna be weird about it "Nah, they're too dirty, my mom would kill me"he paused, drank some water, then said "Plus, my cleats are soaked, if I dry them out they won't stink so bad". I could have passed out from the blood rushing to my dick, I hadn't even thought of that! "Well, it's not like anyone's gonna be smelling your cleats" I said, lying through my teeth. He laughed, then we finished our drinks and went back out and played soccer and baseball and whatever we felt like, it was a great day, that I knew would be a perfect night! We played in the yard until dusk, then came in right through the basement door. Chris kicked off his cleats and put them in a corner, keeping the rest if his uniform on. We played Halo for a while, watched some TV then eventually we fell asleep. The minute he did, I slipped out of the bed over to his cleats and lifted one to my nose. The smell was unbelievable. Just perfect musky sweaty boy scent. I laid down on my stomach and spent at least 10 minutes inhaling his filthy cleats and grinding my young boner into the floor. I finally pulled myself away, and while going back to the bed, I noticed his blue socks and shinguards in a pile on the floor. I had never at this point smelled another boys socks or even feet. I had watched videos of foot worship, but I never thought I liked anything but smelling shoes. I was so wrong. Within a minute of my first whiff, I had shoved as much of that dirty sock in my mouth and was sniffing the other one like crazy! I even licked the sweat off of the shinguards and loved every second of it! I sat there for what had to be an hour, sucking every drop of sweat and dirt from those socks, just sitting back and watching Robot Chicken on TV while Chris slept, and I knew then I needed more. I spent the whole week with my mind in a whirl. I needed more, but I was far too shy about it to say anything to anyone. I had no plan when Friday finally came and I went to hang out with him. We went to the mall that night, played at the small arcade there and even bought some Monsters, which we had to sneak back to his house, Chris's parents wouldn't allow him to drink Monster. We had another fun night of watching TV and YouTube videos, but when it got late I knew I had to do something. "Chris, can I tell you something?"I barely croaked out "What's up?" he said, looking up from some magazine he got at the mall. "If I tell you a secret, will you tell me one?" I said, it was something we always did with gossip and whatever else. "Sure, as long as you go first John" he said, with a cocky little grin on his face I didn't know the word "fetish" at that point, so I did my best to explain it, explaining what I did with his socks and cleats and how I definitely wasn't gay and everything. As I explained, he listened carefully, with a friendly look on his face "So, are we still friends?" I asked, half joking. "Of course we are John, the truth is I feel the same way about some guys in the troop" he said, rather plainly. I was shocked, but it made sense of why we were so close so fast. We kept talking about it for a while, then another lump started to form in my throat. I had to ask soon. "Would you let me smell your feet?" I blurted out during a quiet moment. He thought about it for a moment, and said "The only problem is I'm super ticklish, but if you do it while I'm sleeping, that's fine with me" I was so excited I wanted to explode! My dick was pushing hard against my jeans. "As long as that's really okay with you, awesome!" I said, unable to hide my excitement He rolled his eyes, and said "Let me prove it's really okay with me". Before I knew what he was doing, he reached down and pulled his shoe off, and held it to my face. "Smell it John" he said, and that simple command made chills go down my spine. "You can do whatever you want to my feet while I'm sleeping" he said, then made a big slurping motion with his tongue, "Anything" he said with a grin. That made my head really spin. Up until then I thought licking someone's bare foot was kinda gross. But I realized if I liked his bare feet half as much as I like his socks I'd be in heaven. He pulled his shoe away from my nose after 20 seconds of me practically hyperventilating, kicked off his other shoe and said "How about a little TV then "we'll" go to bed", making air quotes with his fingers. I agreed, and we went right back to being best friends and watching TV. After two excruciatingly long episodes, Chris laid in the bed and told me I could just wait at the foot of the bed if I wanted to, so I did, watching more TV and waiting. Eventually I heard his breathing get deeper and I knew he was asleep. I crept up quietly and gently pulled the covers back until I found his feet, I was kneeling on the floor with my head right by his perfect foot. I inched forward and after what felt like eternity, my nose touched his toes. I had never been so aroused in my life, and once I established he wasn't waking up, I pressed my nose hard into his toes and inhaled that sweaty boy stink as hard as I could. I was legitimately afraid my heartbeat would wake him up. After a few minutes of sniffing, my dick was hard as a rock and I couldn't hold back anymore. I slid his big toe into my mouth. Pure Bliss. Undescribable and to this day the best feeling I've ever felt. Within seconds, I sucked all 5 of his size 7 toes into my mouth and sucked them like his sweat was water and I was dying of thirst. I could taste his salty sweat on my tongue as I slurped between each toe, cleaning a few little bits of lint stuck between them or under his toenails. I licked hungrily at the sole of his foot, and when I found the other one, I gave it the same treatment. Judging by the shows on TV, I spent an hour and a half licking at his feet, my heart pounding and my dick leaking like a faucet with precum the whole time. It is one of the only times I've ever licked someone's feet until there was legit no taste or smell left. I was so into it and so horny I ended up falling sleep slumped over the foot of the bed. I woke up there next morning with one hell of a kink in my neck and Chris's bare foot tapping my cheek. "Morning John" he said, with bed head and a sly grin. "You look like you had fun last night". I smiled and said "You bet your ass". We both laughed, then had a normal, fun summer day, albeit with a sore neck. Things continued that way for a few weeks. Normal friends during the day, I'd worship his feet like there's no tomorrow at night. Things didn't really get interesting until late July, when we went to scout camp, which is where we'll pick it in Part 2 _________________________ Thank you for reading, this is the first story I've ever wrote. If you have any questions or comments, please contact me at thomasm633@gmail.com. Thanks!