Date: Wed, 15 May 2019 06:38:28 -0400 From: Thomas Marshall Subject: Richard's Good Boy-CH 2 This story is based on true events. It involves two friends and has very heavy foot fetish themes along with light domination. If this material is not legal for you to read, then please do not read any further. Richard's Good Boy-Chapter 2 After that amazing weekend with Richard, everything felt normal. The week was uneventful, school went normally and I even hung out with Richard after school a few days, but we were around other people so nothing happened. We made plans to hang out for the entire weekend, and when I woke up Friday morning, I was already anxious to get to Richard's. School passed mercifully quick, and after a brief conversation I needed to have with my math teacher about my midterm, I headed for Richard's place, wondering what this weekend would be like? Would he act like he did last weekend, or was that a one off thing? I got to his house, let myself in and yelled out to Richard "In here, Shane!" he yelled back from the garage. I came down the stairs, and into his attached garage. Richard was at his father's work bench. He had on a blue Abercrombie and Fitch t-shirt, gray sweatpants, and his flatbib hat. As I got a little closer I noticed he was barefoot, as he often was. "Check it out! My uncle got them for me" He showed me some new metal trucks for his skateboard to replace the cheap plastic ones he had. "Awesome man, these'll be much better for ya" I stood and chatted with him as he changed out his trucks, talking about school and such. "ope, crap" he said, dropping a screw on the floor. He looked at me, and said "You wanna grab that for me Shane?" Without a word, I bent down to grab it. I do the same for anybody, but for Richard it was no question. I 'had' to bend down low to get it, and held my face a few inches from those amazing feet I had sucked on just last weekend. Despite the fact that he was barefoot on a cold floor, I could just feel the heat coming off his feet and I loved it! I didn't stay down for more than a few seconds, not wanting to act weird. I handed Richard the screw and started standing up. "Good boy" Richard said, ruffling my hair like I was some little kid. Richard went right back to chatting like he hadn't just made me hard as a rock. I chatted with him, looking at his feet almost constantly, trying to look away and get rid of my boner to no avail. Richard finished his work, and set the board down on the ground. Then, he started riding it across his garage, and I couldn't take my eyes off of him as he rode end to end to feel the new trucks. As he skated around, I could see that the bottoms of his feet were filthy. Not totally black, but very dirty. "Man, what a difference that makes!" "Yea, I'll bet" Richard put his board on a shelf, then turned to look at me. Then, he looked down, and turned up his foot to look at the bottom. "oooof, that's pretty dirty, can't go walking in the house like that eh Shane?" He held his foot up a bit so I could see, and it was just as dirty as I figured when he was skating. "Certainly not" "Maybe you should carry me inside then Shane" "Jump up on my back then" Richard smiled, and did just what I said. He grabbed onto neck, and I grabbed onto his feet, squeezing them a bit. I carried him inside, and I dropped off him onto the couch. He plopped his feet on the coffee table with his ankles crossed. "Thanks Shane, but I think we should get my feet clean. You wanna clean em for me?" I turned really red at that. I guess it wasn't different than licking his filthy shoes clean last weekend, but this was just humiliating. "They're really dirty Richard" "I know man, that's why I was hoping you'd clean em" I knew I wanted it. Badly. So I tanked the humiliation, leaned forward and dragged my tongue up his foot, filling my mouth with dirt and sweat. It was disgusting, but it tasted amazing. His sweat from school had dried on, but not before plenty of dirt had stuck on, and I was sucking it all up. "Jeez Shane, I meant wipe them on your shirt or something! You really wanna do that?" "I'm sorry Richard, is it okay?" "Yea, it's fine Shane, just nasty" He paused for a minute, and I slowly started going back to licking at his foot. "I guess it's no different then licking my shoes clean, eh?" He giggled a little and asked "What tastes better Shane, dirt from my shoes or my feet?" "From your feet" Richard laughed and said "That's good Shane, lick it up" After a few minutes, his right foot was spotless. Richard pulled his foot back to look, and looked at me. My tongue was still hanging out, like an eager puppy. "Ewwwwww Shane, your tongue is like black! Are you gonna swallow that?" I just nodded. Richard grinned, and said "Swallow it then Shane" I drew my tongue back in, and swallowed all the sweat and dirt that coated my tongue, it was delicious. I stuck it back out to prove I swallowed it. "Did it taste good Shane?" God this was embarrassing. "Yes Richard" Richard laughed, and gave me a cocky little grin. He held his filthy little foot a few inches in front of my face, wiggling his toes. Somehow he knew that drove me crazy. I was kneeling before him, with his other foot resting on my leg. "Wanna lick it Shane?" "please Richard" "Atta' boy, get to it then" he said, thrusting his foot in my face. I didn't need more encouragement, and starting licking at Richard's foot like an addict. I dragged my tongue up and down the sole, hungrily sucking sweat and filth off his soft little feet. Once he was satisfied with both his feet, he watched again as I swallowed all the dirt stuck to my tongue. "Bet that tasted real good huh Shane?" he asked, giggling "It was delicious Richard, thank you" "oh my God dude" he said giggling He then planted both his feet on my face laughing, and said "Here Shane, kiss em for a while" I sat there for a few minutes covering the bottom of his feet with kisses and sneaking a few licks, which made Richard giggle every time. After he pulled them away, he tucked them under his legs. I stood up, sat down on the couch, and we turned on the TV. I felt good about what had just happened, and Richard seemed like he did too. We sat and chatted like it was a normal day, and I hadn't just degraded myself on the floor for him. The night went from TV, to playing some video games, to watching movies, and it was like we were normal best friends! It was great! We turned in pretty late, and I immediately went to the bathroom and jerked off. I probably came harder than I ever had, although that would be quickly topped. I returned to Richard's room, and promptly passed out on his bedroom floor, probably around 1 AM. We both woke up around 9:30 the next morning. Surprisingly, I woke up before him, so I laid back and waited, and he woke up around 10. We talked a bit as we ate some breakfast, Richard still in his pajamas with his hair a mess. We joked around, and Richard's father came in. He told us to be ready to leave at 11, and I suddenly remembered that Richard had a volleyball game at the school! Richard's dad turned and walked out. Richard turned to me, shoved a mouthful of food in his mouth and said "Bet I'm gonna taste realllll good after that game Shane" he said, while rubbing his bare foot against my leg. I shuddered hard, which made Richard laugh. "I reckon" was all I could get out, which just made him laugh more for a few seconds before returning to his breakfast. We finished up our food around 10:30, and I offered to wash up the dishes while he got changed up. Richard went downstairs, and after I finished up the dishes, I went down. Richard was relaxing on the couch watching TV. His hair was now brushed, face washed. He was wearing his volleyball uniform, a blueish-purple jersey and athletic shorts, with a pair of red running shoes, I don't remember the brand. I sat on the couch with him and watched TV for a while, and again, we chatted like normal. Then, ten minutes to 11, Richard said "Why don't you sit on the floor Shane" Immediately, I slid to the floor. Richard giggled a bit at my obedience. He shut the TV off, then stood up and stood on my legs. His weight was like nothing to me, and I loved feeling him step on me. He looked down at me, holding my chin up to meet his gaze. Richard smiled down at me, and said "I think I'm really gonna stink Shane, you ready for that?" I nodded and smiled, and Richard gave me a gentle little slap. "Good boy" Richard then braced himself with my head, and raised his left shoe to my lip. "Kiss em for luck Shane" I kissed his shoe a few times, then his other. Then he gave me a few more gentle little slaps and hopped off me, right before his dad called down it was time to go. I, of course, went with to root for Richard. I tried to focus on the game, but the thought of what Richard had planned for me after this game wouldn't leave my mind. The game went mercifully quick, and Richard's team won! His dad and I met up with him afterwards, and commended him on his playing. He was so happy from winning, and we chatted the whole way home. Richard and I headed straight for the basement upon getting back to his house, and his family was all going out for the night. The minute we got to the basement, Richard turned to me, and shot me a cocky grin. Richard had no intention of waiting for this. I couldn't think straight, every part of me was screaming to drop down and start worshipping him. "Does it make this better when I act mean Shane?" "Yea Richard, it does" I sounded strange, I was so horny I could barely speak. "Can you promise you won't get upset?" "Okay Richard, I promise" "You suuuuure?" he asked, already slipping into a more cocky tone. I nodded, and he said "good, get on your knees then Shane" I sunk to my knees, and looked up at Richard. He looked absolutely beautiful, and I knew I was his bitch. He was covered in a sheen of sweat, even his hair was damp with sweat. He looked down at me like I was a toy. He grabbed my cheek and kinda played with my face, giggling. "Did you like last weekend when I spit in your mouth?" I nodded, with his eyes piercing into my soul. There was a silence for a moment, and I was already blushing a bit. Richard's hand was still on my face. "Why's your mouth still closed then?" I opened my mouth wide immediately. Richard giggled a little, then slowly let a big wad of his spit out of his mouth. He looked me right in the eyes as he drooled in my mouth. He kept it up for like 30 seconds before he finally ran out. "Now lick my shoes like you did last weekend Shane" he said, tapping his foot expectantly. I dropped to floor, and started licking the toes of Richard's right shoe like crazy. Richard giggled, watching me drag me tongue up and down the sides of his shoes, occasionally pushing up against my tongue. "Guess kissing em for luck worked Shane, you'll have to do it every game" I didn't respond, I was lost licking the laces of his left shoe. "I know for sure you'd do this after every game, eh Shane?" "yes Richard, please" Richard laughed, and watched intently as I licked the tops and sides of his shoes. "Put your nose against the toes" I pressed my nose into the toe of his shoe, and could feel Richard wiggle his toes in his shoe. The air being forced out of his shoe, and the smell of it made me moan. "You can smell them through the shoes?" Richard asked, laughing "yessssssss" Richard let me keep sniffing for a second, then moved his other foot. he crossed it over the foot I was sniffing, with the toe touching the ground. The bottom of his shoe was now facing outwards from me. "Bottom of my shoes are pretty dirty Shane" I couldn't break away from smelling his foot through his shoe, it smelled too goddamn good. Plus, I knew what he'd do for not obeying him, and I wanted to hear it. "Shaaaaaaaane" he said, like I was a misbehaving dog. He shook his other foot. I pried myself off his foot and went to work on the exposed bottom. I looked up at Richard's beautiful eyes, and he watching as I dragged my tongue all the way from toe to heel, over and over. Richard giggled and smiled, and never broke eye contact as he watched this older boy who could've picked him up and thrown him desperately sucking the filth off his shoes, and he loved it. "Atta' boy Shane, suck up all that dirt" "That's it Shane, get it all cleaned up" "Bet that tastes soooooo good Shane" Richard changed his stance so that I could get at the other shoe, and I gave it the same treatment. Again, full eye contact and Richard continued with giggling and taunting me. "I could really get used to you cleaning my shoes Shane" Out of everything he said while I cleaned his shoes, that was the one that almost made me explode. Richard was satisfied after another minute or two, stood normally and told me to get up on my knees. I got up, and Richard again spit a lugie into my mouth, which I of course swallowed and thanked him. "Go over by the couch, stay on your knees" I crawled to the couch and waited. Richard walked to the TV, turned on his Xbox and put a game in. He plopped down on the couch and looked at me as he loaded the game. It was NHL, a game we played a lot. Richard looked at me, smiled, and told me to unlace his shoes. I did as he selected a team, then I came back up right as his game was loading. Richard put this controller down, and slipped his shoes off his feet. "ooooooof I can smell em up here Shane" He was right, you absolutely could. Slowly, he slid one sock off and held it up. They were white ankle socks with grey toes and heels. And they were completely soaked with his sweat. Without warning, he jammed the sock in my mouth, and laughed. The taste was so amazing! Pure Richard sweat, I thought I was gonna cry! "ooooooof I bet that's delicious, eh Shane?" I nodded aggressively, moaning in pleasure. Richard peeled his other sock off, and without much effort fit it in my mouth as well. The flavor was intense, and was just getting stronger as I got them wet with my saliva. My balls were already aching for release, and I hadn't even touched his feet. "If you keep those in your mouth the full first period, you can suck my feet" Richard always played real time. That means 20 minutes of game clock! "Oh, and smell my shoes while you do it, now get started Shane" I dropped to the floor, and buried nose in Richard's right shoe. Richard's game started, and he put both his feet on the back of my head. They were so warm and sweaty, that plus the heat from his shoes and the flavor of his socks. I didn't know how I would make it. My cock was throbbing, and harder than it had ever been. For the first 15 minutes or so, I breathed only through Richard's shoes, and sucked his socks while he used me as a foot rest. He only spoke to tell me to change shoes, or occasionally asking how it smells. "If you get up and get me a Gatorade, it'll be worth it Shane" he said out of nowhere. He put his feet up on the table to let me stand. "Keep those socks in your mouth though" I nodded, and Richard said "atta' boy, I want em perfect". Don't know why he said that, they tasted fuckin perfect to me. Thankfully, his family was still gone, so I walked casually but quickly to the kitchen, got Richard his drink and came back down. I dropped to my knees again when I handed it to him. He paused the game, sat up a bit, dropping his feet to the floor. He gave me a cocky little 'didn't even have to tell you to kneel' grin, and snatched the bottle from my hands. "Thanks Shane" he said taking a swig. I forgot about the socks for a second and tried to say you're welcome. Part of Richard's sock came out of my mouth. "ope, get that back in Shane" Richard said, using his fingers to push his sweaty sock back in. Unfortunately, the sock was positioned so when he pushed it choked me a bit, so I resisted while I desperately tried to readjust with my tongue. "c'mon Shane, open up" I obeyed, and slightly gagged as I swallowed his sock, but how could I not obey him. "There ya go, really enjoy that flavor Shaaaane" I started to close my lips to start sucking his socks like my life depended on it. "Is your mouth dry Shane?" Richard asked shaking his Gatorade. I nodded, and Richard opened my mouth with his fingers, pushed his socks over to my cheeks giggling, and spit right on my tongue. I thought I was gonna explode! "That should do ya, close your lips Shane". I did as he said, and I could taste his spit even with all the sweat off his socks. It tasted amazing, and seemed to taste better every time he spit! "Why don't you sniff my feet instead of my shoes till the periods over Shane?" Richard asked, putting his feet back on the coffee table. I lunged for them, and starting sniffing his toes and rubbing his feet all over my face. Richard laughed as he unpaused his game. They smelled like his shoes times ten! The best way I can describe his stink is like a sweaty Axe body spray. It was intoxicating. "I wanna hear you sniff them the whole time Shane" "Feels really good when they're sweaty Shane, can't wait till you lick them" "You must've sucked a looooooot of sweat out of those socks by now eh?" He was being a lot more verbal now, giggling at loud inhales, asking me how good they smell, telling me how good it feels and telling me at least 3 times "I can't hear you smelling them Shane". Finally, I heard the first period end. Richard paused the game, and put down the controller. I looked at him, with my nose still stuck in his toes. "Still wanna lick my feet Shane?" I nodded, and moaned a bit just thinking about sucking his sweaty little toes clean. "spit my socks out and get to work then Shane" I didn't need to hear anything more. I opened up and Richard's spit soaked socks dropped onto the floor. Without even closing my mouth or a seconds hesitation, I clamped my mouth over Richard's foot. Richard giggled at my desperation. The taste of Richard's feet completely overwhelmed me. So salty, but sweet, almost kind of buttery. His feet were soft as silk, and his sweat was still damp despite a half hour of being barefoot. As much as I wanted to swallow his amazing foot as much as physically possible, the minute I slipped all 5 toes in my mouth he spread them wide. "Lick between my toes Shane" I jammed my tongue between his big toe and the next toe, and slurped at it, hard. "goooood boy" Richard just never got toe jam, so there was nothing there but a whole lot of sweat! I groaned, knowing I found a new favorite spot. Richard giggled as I roughly licked between each toe, rubbing his other foot on my chin. "ooooooof tastes realll good between my toes, huh Shane?" I groaned in agreement, and Richard just laughed. He still had the game paused, and kept watching me, but he leaned back a bit and smiled. I closed my eyes and kept aggressively sucking Richard's delicious sweat from between his toes "jeez Shane, you really love this don't you" I nodded and Richard, of course, giggled "good, I think I like it too" Just hearing him say that almost sent me over the edge! I couldn't believe not only was this happening, but Richard was happy about it?! I licked even more aggressively, if that's even possible. After a little more laughing a wiggling his toes around, Richard finally stopped spreading his toes while I was licking the bottom of them. I seized the opportunity to slid his sweaty size 6 foot deeper in my mouth. "yea Shane! swallow my foot, c'mon!" I took his foot in to the point I was just about to start choking on it. My tongue was basically stuck to his foot because it had no where else to go, not that I wanted my tongue anywhere else in the world. My entire tongue was covered in Richard's sweat. I closed my lips and sucked, hard, swallowing all that amazing flavor. "That's feels soooooo weird Shane" Richard said, giggling and wiggling his toes as much as my throat would allow. "Keep it up" Three more times I let my mouth fill with saliva a bit and swallowed, tasting all the dirt and sweat off his feet. After the third time I opened my lips to breathe a bit. Richard allowed it for a few seconds, then "Shaaaaaaaane" I shut my mouth and swallowed again "atta' boy" Richard said, smacking me with his other foot I needed more. And that little smack made me go ahead. I swallowed all the spit in my mouth, opened my lips again and slid my tongue out along his foot as far as I could. Once it was out, I swallowed Richard's toes. They hit my gag reflex and I choked a bit "ope, you alright there Shane?" I only backed off for a second or two, then took them right back down, this time so far my tongue basically touched his heel. This time I gagged hard, and drool leaked out of my mouth "I guess so man, jeez" Richard said, kind of giggling but clearly a little worried I gagged myself three more times, leaking drool all over Richard's foot and table. "all right Shane, you're making a mess, why don't you suck my heel for a while" I let his toes slip out. Deep down, I knew Richard was just worried about me, but I was just terrified I upset him with it. I had done it lightly last weekend but I got carried away this time. "Richard I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that" "c'mon Shane it's fine, just don't want you to hurt yourself" "no Richard, it made you upset, I'm so sorr-" "do it again" "what?" "shove my foot as far down throat as you can, right now" "Richard are you sur-" "Shaaaaane" I obeyed. With Richard looking me right in the eye, I took his toes down my throat as far as humanly possible. It was humiliating, and I fucking loved it. Spit running down my chin, snot leaking from my nose and tearing up, choking on Richard's foot. No force, willingly choking myself "Did you enjoy that?" "yes Richard" I replied, blushing "that's all I want Shane" he replied, giving me a little half smile. "Now clean my clean as good as you cleaned my toes" I took Richard's smooth heel into my mouth and sucked on it, and a new burst of his sweat made my already throbbing dick leak even more. At this point, I'm sure if I even touched my dick through my pants I would cum like I never had before. Richard made me suck his heel for a few minutes, and finally unpaused his game. "Alright Shane, do the other foot" I let his heel out, but before I latched onto his other foot, Richard looked down at me. "You gotta clean between my toes before you can swallow them, okay?" I just nodded. He giggled a little, probably at all the dried spit on my face and shirt. "atta' boy, have fun Shane" Richard relaxed over the next 15 minutes or so, playing NHL. He had his foot that had already been cleaned resting on my neck, after wiping my spit off on my shirt. He'd idly bounce it up and down, giggling and occasionally taunting me or telling me what to do. I cleaned between each toe as instructed, and gagged on his feet to my heart's content, spilling more drool on Richard's table. Richard let me lick his heel for a few minutes again. Then he again paused the game, and put his controller down "You know you gotta clean the table right Shane?" "yes Richard" He put his other foot on my head and used both feet to gently push my face into the table, right in a puddle of my own spit, as he dried my spit off his foot with my hair. I got the message, and started using my tongue to slurp up my drool. "good boy" I cleaned up all the puddles of spit best I could, then just sat and enjoyed his feet on my head. "How bout you can kiss my feet till this periods over, then you go get cleaned up and we'll play a game together, I'm winning this game anyway" "Thanks Richard" I spent the last few minutes covering his perfect feet in loving kisses, which made him giggle, I'm sure it tickled a little. The period ended after what felt like a few minutes, but was probably more like 10. "alright Shane, go get cleaned up and I'll get a game ready" "okay man, I gotta go to the bathroom too so I'll be a minute" "okay man!" I went to his bathroom, sat on the toilet and start jerking off. My dick was still hard as a rock, and I was already close when I got my cock out. I looked down at the drool over my shirt and it made me even hornier. I knew I'd be quick, and I did everything to keep quiet, which I was I was successful with. After about two minutes, I shot a load harder than I thought possible. I had to grit my teeth to keep quiet. I quickly cleaned up my cum, washed my face and returned to Richard, who didn't seem to know anything was up. We played 3 games of NHL. Richard played as Toronto (his favorite team) and I always played as Boston (my favorite), and Richard won 2 out of 3. After the last game, we decided to watch a movie. Richard told me to go upstairs and get him a bowl of chips. I did, and I figured that was probably the best I'd get for the rest of the night. I was wrong! Richard finished his chips about halfway through the movie. He then sucked the salt off his index finger, like you do. Then I swear, a lightbulb went on over his head. He didn't say a thing, just leaned over a bit and put his hand in front on my face. I knew what he was asking me to do and I was more than happy to oblige! I took each fingertip, one by one into my mouth and cleaned them. "didn't even have to ask, good boy" When I cleaned all his fingers, he grabbed my face and looked at me "you wanna keep sucking them, don't you?"he asked, just above a whisper I nodded, and Richard smiled "on your knees, head on my lap" Richard got back into the movie, I had seen it before. So for a few minutes, he allowed to kneel at his feet and gently fed me his fingers, and I loved it. When he decided enough, he wiped his fingers off in my hair. "alright Shane, back up on the couch" "thanks Richard" I sat back down, and Richard leaned into me. "no problem pal" We finished the movie shortly after, and I slept on Richard's floor again, this time passing out quick, completely spent. We woke up around 9 AM Sunday morning. Richard and I decided we'd go out for breakfast to the restaurant in town, called the Midway. We chatted like normal as Richard got dressed, washed his face and brushed his hair. We bundled up a bit, as it was well below freezing out and headed out. We had a great time eating breakfast together, and of course, I picked up the tab like I always did. When we returned to Richard's it was half past 11, so we had only a few hours before I had to leave to be home at 4. We came in the house, leaving our snow covered boots out as we proceeded down to Richard's basement room. As I was taking my coat off I noticed Richard was still wearing his hat. He had a wool hat that looked great on him. He looked at me, took it off, and gently held it up to my face. I just looked back at him, a little embarrassed. "I seen you sniffing it the other day Shane, go on" I was blushing as I leaned forward and starting breathing in. He wasn't lying, I had done it plenty of times! I know it's pathetic, but I think that's why I love it so much. Richard let me sniff his hat for a minute or so. He was giggling a bit, gently playing with my face through the hat. "guess you just love my scent, huh Shane?" "yes Richard" "do you huff my jacket too?" I was really embarrassed, but more than that, I wanted to hear him say what I knew he would. "Shaaaaaaaane" "ya Richard I do" "awwww" Richard said, giggling "that's kinda cute" I started laughing, which made Richard crack up. We laughed together for a few moments, then Richard threw his hat on the table and gave me a little smile and playful smack on the cheek. Richard pulled off his socks, still the same socks he'd been wearing since Friday, and tossed them aside. "How about some NHL Shane?" "sounds good buddy" We played a few best 3 out of 5, and if I remember right, he beat me. The games were totally normal, then we went upstairs to eat some dinner, and Richard ran out to the garage for something. The minute he was back inside, I was chilling on the couch with the Xbox still on, and Richard asked; "Hey Shane, can you help me with my science homework?" "sure Richard" I replied, getting up and bringing over his book bag. Richard changed games over to Halo, and told me what his homework was. I started to fill out a worksheet, on my knees with the book and paper on Richard's coffee table. He put his beautiful feet right up on the coffee table and crossed his right foot over his ankle, right next to where I was working! I did my best to focus, and do his work, but I couldn't take my eyes off the bottom of his foot, turned up to me. It was slightly dirty from running into the garage and walking around the house, and it just looked so delicious. I finished the front side of his worksheet with a little struggle, I never was great with science. "How's it going Shane?" "good, I'm finished with the front" "atta' boy" His feet were so close I had to slightly pick his legs up to flip the paper. "oh, here Shane, I'll move my feet" Before I could say anything, Richard put his left leg on my shoulder, and his right foot was pressed into the side of my head. His feet were so warm and soft, and I gasped softly when they touched me. Richard giggled, reached down and grabbed the back of my head "you're halfway done, take a little break Shane" he said laughing as he turned my face into his foot. I started huffing his little toes as he curled them around my nose, and the smell was so strong, I couldn't believe it! "Kiss my feet Shane, show me you love em" I started covering the bottom of his soft size 6 foot in kisses. Every kiss just felt amazing, and Richard was eating it up, playing Halo with a huge grin. He allowed me a few minutes of kissing them, then told me to finish the homework and you'll get "it all". I turned back to his work and finished it quickly. "All set Richard" "Thanks Shane!" he said, planting his feet on the ground and leaning towards me, still kneeling at the coffee table "So you wanna lick my feet or something?" he asked, knowing damn well I did. I nodded, and he giggled a little. "you sure Shane, they're kinda dirty" "I'll clean them for you then" Richard laughed at that, and said "good answer Shane" He reached out, and slowly slide his middle and ring finger in my mouth to the knuckle, almost gagging me. He grabbed my chin with my thumb, and ever so gently pulled me up closer to him, giggling at his complete control over me. Once I was close to him, he pulled back just a little bit so he could fit his other two fingers in, then pushed all four in my mouth, stopping just before my gag reflex. He watched giggling as he spread his fingers apart, and I eagerly licked between his fingers "Is my hand sweaty Shane?" I shrugged. It probably was a little but I was more just enjoying the feeling. The shrug really made Richard laugh. He pulled his hand out, dried his fingers off in my hair, then held his palm up to my mouth. "I bet my palms are sweaty Shane" I got the message, and dragged my tongue up his palm, and he laughed again. "there ya go Shane, like a little puppy" There was definitely a bit of sweat, but it wasn't nearly as good as his feet. A few swipes of my tongue cleaned his palm, so he switched hands and dried his hand on my shirt. "gooooood puppy" He pushed his fingers in my mouth, and at that point, he was forcing me to do it. I needed those feet so bad! "you'll let me put anything in your mouth, huh Shane" "uh huh" "good boy" He pulled his fingers out, and again dried them off. "you want my feet now, shaaaaaaaane?" My balls were about to explode "well, my controller is kinda sweaty and dirty" he replied, holding it up to my lips. Richard giggled as part of his Xbox controller slid into my mouth. I was blushing hard at this point, Richard was using me lick an object and I loved it. "that's right Shane, clean it for me" I moaned a little. I tried to keep a lid on that too not make it weird for Richard, but it slipped out. It just made him giggle "you'll lick my foot in a second Shane, don't whine" he said, pushing the other end in my mouth. I sucked hard, like it was his feet, just desperate to finish and get to his feet. He hauled it out and wiped it off with my shirt as it was covered in my spit. "Still wanna lick my foot Shane?" he asked, struggling to keep a straight face "please Richard, please" He kept a hand on my forehead to keep me a few inches away. He put his right foot up on his knee, and flexed his toes a bit. He didn't say anything, just watched me practically hyperventilating, staring at his perfect size 6's. He turned his foot up a bit and spit on his own foot, in the middle of his arch, and let me go "Have fun Shane" he said, laughing and picking up his controller. I pounced on his foot, still a bit dirty, and first licked that wad of his delicious spit. With all the edging I had been subjected too, that first lick probably could've made me blow my load. I licked aggressively, covering his foot in spit and eagerly swallowing any dirt I could find. "Any sweat left from yesterday Shane?" "yes" "hahaha nice, lick it all up Shane" I took some big, long licks up his foot, taking in all that flavor. Richard's match ended, and he turned up his foot again. He grabbed my head, and pulled it to a spot near his heel. "lick a little more there Shane" "just like that, good puppy" He started running his fingers through my hair, and sort of petting me. Once I gave that spot a few hard licks, he gently pushed me, by the cheek, to his toes. I slid a few in, not wanting to go too hard. Richard used his fingers to pry my mouth open a bit "gotta clean all 5 toes Shane" He slid them all in, and again started spreading his toes so I could lick between them. "there ya go Shane, clean between my toes" I spent a few minutes eagerly sucking filth off his toes. My head was spinning! The whole time, Richard's petting me, playing with my ear, or sometimes squishing his toes through my cheek. When he decided his toes were clean, he popped them out and smeared his spit covered toes all over my face giggling. Then, without a word, he switched feet. I crawled over and did the same thing to his other foot, and Richard was eating this up. "love having my feet cleaned, thanks Shane" "suck my heel a little, it feels good man" "really get between the toes Shane" It was probably 10 minutes I was licking his other foot, Richard giggling and egging me on. He dried his foot with my face again, then put both feet back up on the coffee table "go get cleaned up Shane, you made a mess again" "okay Richard, want anything while I'm up?" "sure Shane, grab me a Gatorade, thanks!" I cleaned up, and again, quickly and quietly came sitting on the toilet. I grabbed Richard's Gatorade and brought it to him. I sat down next to him, and he leaned on me a bit "Thanks for helping with my homework man, you're good with science" "You're welcome Richard, happy I could do it for you" Richard put this feet on the couch, and really leaned against me. "ahhhhhh, you're a good pillow Shane" I laughed a bit and thanked him "good pillow, good foot rest, good shoe cleaner, you'll do anything for me eh?" "you bet Richard" "good boy" "love you Richard" Fuck! Probably shouldn't have said that "yea, you too man" He stayed leaning against me for a few minutes, then got up to go to the bathroom. It was around 3 PM by then. When Richard came back, he say normally unfortunately, but we had a great time hanging till I had to leave at around quarter of. "hey Shane hang on" Richard picked up his socks, held them up to his nose, and messed up his face "These stink reallllllllly bad, I think you should have em" he said, tossing them to me. I caught them, and stuffed them in my coat pocket "Thanks Richard!" "Thanks again for helping with my homework man! See you soon" he said with a smile. "yea man, can't wait!" ___________________________________ This story was co-written by myself and my friend Shane about events in his life. If you enjoyed it please check out "Chris and his Feet" here on Nifty and consider donating to the archive. Please direct any comments or criticisms to thomasm633@gmail.com. Thanks for reading!!!!