Date: Wed, 27 Feb 2019 00:54:28 -0500 From: Thomas Marshall Subject: Chris and His Feet-Chapter 2 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 2 Like I said before, right up until scout camp, I was Chris's normal best friend during the day, and while he slept, I worshipped his feet. We left for camp in late July. It was my second time and Chris's first. The camp was a week long with days consisting of a few merit badge courses and plenty of free time. Of course, Chris and I shared a tent, and the first night, Chris and I were talking about whatever after lights out, and he said: "Hey, I was thinking, you like my feet more the sweatier they are, right?" I was a little taken back. He hadn't really mentioned it since he gave me the green light. "Yea" I said, already getting a bit embarrassed. "How about you don't lick them all week until Friday, and I won't shower or change my socks" he said. I knew it was a good idea, but damn I wanted a whole week of sucking his feet. I looked down at the floor a bit and said "Okay" He lifted my head up by the chin, and said "Don't be like that John, maybe we can figure something else out while you wait" My heart skipped a beat, "Like what?" I said. I genuinely didn't know what else there was. Chris kinda giggled at my puppy dog eyes and said "You'll see". A few days of camp went by, and I was having a great time, but that "figure something else out" line lingered in my head. By Wednesday night, playing cards with Chris, I felt like I was gonna burst. I needed it bad. He kept on locking up his shoes and socks at night, and waiting till I fell asleep to fall asleep so I wouldn't cheat. But Wednesday night he finally fell asleep first, wearing nothing but boxers, sleeping above his sleeping bag. He slept facing the wall of the tent. That was the first time I realized how hot his body made me, not just his feet. As I was admiring his body, he let out a fart. As was starting to become common with me, for some reason, I felt compelled to smell it. So I leaned in and gently pushed my nose into his ass crack through his boxers and inhaled, and then, just like his socks and feet, I couldn't stop. The smell of his sweaty ass was intoxicating, and even his fart smelled good. I pushed my face into his ass and really inhaled, just taking it all in. That's when I felt him running his fingers through my hair. Once I realized he was awake, I tried to pull away and I felt like I was gonna throw up from shame. But his hand pushed me back into his crack. He was awake and he liked it. Once I realized that, I went right back to his crack and huffed it for a while, and kissed his ass. After a minute or two, he moved forward a little bit and slowly pulled his underwear down. I saw his perfect bubble butt and my cock flexed against my jeans harder than ever. I completely dove in and inhaled like his sweaty ass was my only source of air. After a minute or two, one word came from Chris's mouth. "Lick" If you had asked me that afternoon, I would've told you that's the most disgusting thing on Earth. When Chris said it, my tongue came right out and I ate his ass like I was starving. I lapped at his ass for at least 15 minutes before he nodded off back to sleep. I gave his hole and cheeks a few kisses then went to bed. When I woke up, I was scared Chris was gonna kill me. But he woke up in a great mood, and that day was just another fun day at camp. The fact that Chris didn't mention it eventually eased my anxieties. I felt normal by the time Chris and I were in the tent that night. "So, how's my ass taste?" I felt like I got punched in the gut. I had never felt so embarrassed. I was almost tearing up, and I only said back "I'm sorry". Chris could hear I was gonna cry, so he grabbed my hand and said "I didn't mean it like that John, don't get upset, obviously I liked it too". I could barely see him, but I choked out "You sure it's okay?". "I promise it is, it's really my fault for torturing you the way I have been, I had a feeling you'd need something" I was regaining myself, and I asked "Is that what you meant when you said you'll find something else?" doing my usual half joking. "I'll show you what I was thinking tonight if you want, but right now I gotta fart" he paused and licked his lips "How about I do it on your face?" "I would like that". I replied as my dick started to get hard. "Good boy" he said, and that made me get full hard. I was lying face up, and Chris spun around and gently sat on my face, and that lovely sweaty smell of his ass hit my nose through his boxers and basketball shorts. He asked if I was ready and I started tugging at his shorts. He laughed a little bit and said "You want me to do it bare ass?". He lifted up a bit so I could talk and I said yes. Playfully, he said "Then beg me John". "Please Chris" "Please Chris what?" he giggled "Please take off your shorts" "And my underwear too?" "Yes please" Chris stuck his thumbs in his waistband and started to pull them down, then pulled them right back up. "Beg harder" "Please Chris, please fart on my face with your bare ass please, I need it bad" With that, he was satisfied. He pulled them down, pressed his ass firmly into my face and let it rip. I felt my eyes roll back in my head as I inhaled his fart, feeling him wiggle his ass on my face and his toes on the back of my head. He sat on my face for a few minutes but told me no licking, so I just sniffed and sniffed and sniffed until he finally hopped off. "Don't worry" he said "I'm gonna make you clean my ass tomorrow". "Awesome" I said "So what was the other thing you had in mind". Without a word, he forced my head into his armpit, and it reeked! But after a second and the initial shock, I realized how much I loved it! Once he felt that I was liking it, he said "I knew you'd like it" with a cocky time that drove me wild."How good is it?". "It smells amazing Chris" "You want to lick those clean tomorrow too?" "Fuck yes I do" "Awesome, keep smelling them dude" He let me sniff each pit for a few minutes before he pulled away and tried to look me in the eye, but I felt to embarrassed to match his gaze. "What's wrong?" he asked me, with a genuine voice "I'm afraid you're gonna think less of me" I said, and I really was. How did he know what I was gonna like? "I think I like this just as much as you do, and I think I know what you'll like" Shit! How does he know what I'm thinking! "I guess you're right" I said "I know I am, open your mouth" he said I opened my mouth instinctively and he spit in it. "Swallow it" I did, and just looked at him for a second. "You want more, don't you?" he said. I just opened my mouth, and we both laughed like everything was normal. but when we crawled back into bed he came over, opened my mouth with his fingers and just spit into my open mouth relentlessly until he was out of spit, and I thanked him and he thanked me. Despite all the smells and tastes Chris let me have, I fell asleep dreaming about finally having his feet the next night. Between first light and lights out, that Friday felt like a week itself. And I could tell Chris felt the same way, the way we'd look at each other, we were both excited. Finally, lights out came and we practically ran into the tent, I sat down on my bed, but Chris stayed standing up, looking down at me for once. "Before we do anything John, was the whole begging thing okay with you?" Chris asked, with his sweet blue eyes hiding concern. "Yea dude, it made me horny as fuck" I replied, and I could see relief wash across face. All he said was "Sweet dude" before he took off his Nike t-shirt. I started to stand up, but he put his hand on my chest to keep me sitting down, then moved it up and opened my mouth with his fingers and once again spit in it a few times and told me to swallow. I did, and loved it completely, my dick already fully hard. Chris started to taunt me, telling me how sweaty he was and how badly he wanted me to clean him up. After a few painful minutes of this torture he finally straddled me and put my face in his left armpit and told me to clean it. It smelled so potent it made my head spin but that couldn't stop my tongue. I lapped at his armpits like a dog for at least 10 minutes each arm, and I could already feel precum running down my leg. When he was finally satisfied with my work, he pushed me down on my back ripped his shorts and boxers down and sat slowly on my face, wiggling his perfect ass as he pressed my face into his ass crack. Before I was even finished taking a first huge whiff of his delicious sweat, Chris moaned and told me to tongue his sweaty ass clean. I stuck out tongue and he started to move it up and down, and bounce on my face as I hungrily slurped his ass clean. At this point, my whole thigh felt wet with precum and I was humping the air like crazy. After a few good minutes of intensely tonguing his hole, he lifted off my face a bit and told me to kiss his ass and thank him for allowing me to clean his ass, and I must've said 30 thank you's before he stood back up and pulled his shorts up. I stayed on the bed, still distinctly tasting his armpit sweat on top of all the ass sweat I just licked up. He looked down at me and said: "You ready for your dessert John?" he asked. Before I could even reply, he gently put his foot, still wearing his shoes, on my cock through my jeans. I threw my head back so hard he eased off for a second, thinking he'd hurt me, but he must've seen me grinning from ear to ear, because he quickly reapplied a bit of pressure and said "Sit up". I obeyed, and he lifted the toe of his shoe to my nose. He was wearing Reebok Lo-Top Zigs, black with blue soles, and a pair of white ankle socks. He wiggled his toes in his shoe, and I could smell inside and I almost fell right back down on the bed again! They smelled ten times worse than I'd ever had them. Chris lowered his foot to the ground and stepped back a bit. "Beg me to take them off" In an instant, I slid off the bed to my knees and begged as hard as I could. "Please Chris, please, I will do anything to clean your feet right, please, please, please" and I looked up at him with big eyes and he looked completely happy with my little display. "You're so cute when you beg, good boy" he said, ruffling my hair like a dog. "Stay kneeling". I did as he said, and sat down on the other bed, took his left shoe off, and held it to my nose. I was so unbearably horny, I started licking the insole of the shoe like crazy, desperate for more of his sweat. Chris noticed this, pulled the whole insole out and stuffed part of it in my mouth. "Suck it clean boy" he said, as he took off his other shoe and held it over my nose while I sucked the insole of his other shoe. It went on like that for a few minutes him alternating what part of the sole was in my mouth. Then finally, he dropped the shoes and stuck both his filthy socks in my face. The bottoms were discolored from all the sweat and there was an intense heat coming off them. I filled my lungs with the smell, while Chris taunted me the whole time and I could barely control my moaning. Chris kept saying how nice it felt to air them out and finally let me have what clearly we both needed. After a few minutes of with not even a second of fresh air, Chris finally got to what I had truly been waiting for. He peeled his socks off and held his perfect feet where I could see them. Glistening with sweat and covered with small pieces of lint from his socks. He casually tossed his socks on the floor, but not before watching my eyes follow them and laughing. He told me to just lay down on my back and part my lips. I did, and he put one foot on my lips, leaning down and spit on his foot so that it would go between his toes into my mouth. I swallowed it, then all at once, 5 toes were around my nose and 5 were in my mouth, and I really had never been so aroused in my life at that point, by far. I sucked as hard as I could, using my whole tongue to take long slurps of the small toes wiggling happily in my mouth. I lapped up lint and sweat from between every toe, which made Chris giggle a bit, but he was doing good keeping his ticklishness under control. I licked and sucked as hard as I could, all the while sharply inhaling his other foot. He swapped feet, shoving the other set of toes in my mouth and providing another wave of his sweat on my tongue. He even managed to fit all ten small toes in my mouth, with my tongue in the middle. Once he was finally convinced his toes were properly cleaned, he forced his heels into my mouth to suck on and nibble off any dead skin, as well as use my teeth to massage them. He finished by running his soles along my tongue, forcing me to swallow any remaining filth from his delicious little feet. After what must've been 30 minutes, with Chris spitting in my mouth as he pleased, I had swallowed all the dirt and lint from his feet, and licked the sweat from every inch of his adorable feet. They still stank, but Chris was happy with my work and told me to lay down on stomach on the floor, so I did. He leaned over and stuffed both his rank socks in my mouth, spit in my mouth a few times "to wash it with", the put my face in his shoe to sniff while I cleaned his socks. He then hopped up on his bed and put both bare feet on the back of my head to force me to keep inhaling his shoes. After a minute of this position, without touching myself at all, just from dry humping the floor, I had my first real orgasm. It lasted for at least 15 seconds, and I must've fired 8 or 9 shots of cum right into my pants. When Chris realized what was going on, helped me up and I spit out his socks. "Dude, did you just cum!?" he said in disbelief. "Yea man, holy shit, that was amazing!" "Sure looked it dude, that's awesome!" We talked more about it for a little while, then said goodnight like normal, and camp was over the next day. Read the next chapter, chapter 3, about going back to scouts after summer break! _________________________ Thank you for reading, this is the first story I've ever wrote. 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