From: mspp@aol.com (Mspp)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.gay
Subject: m2m |||Surf Stud|||
Date: 8 May 1996 20:36:10 -0400
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Involving erotic foot scenes. 

The surf stud was sitting on my couch with his nasty brown Nike hiking
shoe on my lap, pressing his shoe into my crotch  to indicate that he
wanted me to remove them and rub his feet. He knows about my lust for jock
shoes because we work out together and I've told him many times in the gym
that I thought another  dude s gymshoes were hot so he figured it out. 
Being a narcissist, he was amused at the thought of me at his feet.
Obeying his unspoken command, I removed his shoes. My heart pounded as I
untied them. This fucker was so hot. Just touching his shoes made my dick
hard. He slowly pulled his hot sweaty socked feet out of his shoes while I
held them and put them on my chest. At this point he put his head back,
pretending not to be watching. My dick instantly responded to the feel and
smell of his sweaty socks. This he acknowledged and decided to be slightly
more aggressive by rubbing his smelly feet higher on my pecs to where they
almost touched my face!. I told him that I his feet were very hot and that
he was a stud. 



Once he wore his old Birkenstock sandals over and kicked them off and put
his bare feet on my chest near my face. As I obediently began rubbiif they
smelled because they had been in his raunchy Birks all day, and that they
must stink? He seemed proud of the fact that they might stink. He put a
foot to my nose and watched me sniff it and then asked me again if it
stunk. All I could say was it smelled hot. Here was this young (24) cocky
surf stud intently watching me smell his feet that he said must stink. He
said he wanted to cum pressing his foot against my face. I stroked his
dick while he stroked mine.  We both came with his feet pressed in my
face. 

We were at his cabin getting ready to go to the gym. We both carried
things out to the car but he dropped what he was carrying and went to his
car to get something else. I took this signal to get his bags and load
them for him. He came back and dropped his gym shoes on the exact spot
where he left his bags and announced that I had forgotten something. He
then got in my car and waited for me to get out and go pick up his gym
shoes and bring them to the car. I wanted very badly to smell them while
he was watching. I told him it was humiliating for him to make me do that.
He responded that he thought I should see it as an honor for to carry his
shoes. His ego is intoxicating. I smelled his shoe while he watched. He
laughed and said That s what I thought!

We worked out then went to his house to eat afterwards. I fixed dinner and
cleaned his kitchen, as usual, while he talked to his friends on the
phone. He came in to check on me several times while I did his chores.
After serving him his favorite dinner in the living room, I sat on the
floor near his feet and we ate. While we were eating he shocked me by
resting his studly worn gym shoes on me like I was a foot rest or
something! He repositioned himself on the couch behind me as I sat on the
floor in front of him so that his legs came around me and his old smelly
shoes were directly in front of my face. I couldn t help but touch them
and he signaled for me to begin loosening them. I ran my hands deep into
their warm depths, feeling the warm sweat on my hands for what seemed to
be forever. He eventually pulled each of his smelly socked feet out of his
shoes and rested them on the coffee table in front of me. Obediently, I
massaged his warm socked feet, and mentioned that I could fully smell
them. He just answered What?. I was forced to again say that I could smell
his feet. Again he said What? This dude had me cleaning his house, cooking
his food and rubbing his feet, and now he was humiliating me by making me
tell him over and over that I was smelling his feet. He heard me this time
but didn't move them from directly in front of my face. As I rubbed his
warm feet I thanked him for letting me do so. He did not reply except to
rub his socked feet against my hard cock and pecks. He likes to know that
I'm aroused when he has me service him.  I next was put in the familiar
position of having to show appreciation for the smell of his pits. He is
very conceited about the smell of his pits. He refuses to use deodorant
and continually needs to know what I and others think of his current
scent. He has me quickly sniff them everywhere, in the gym, at the store,
anywhere. As usual, I serviced his every desire,  culminating with my
begging him as a stud to cum in my mouth and sucking the cum from his fuck
stick.

We worked out Saturday afternoon. He wore his old worn high tops as usual.
I had a hard-on as usual looking at them and smelling his pits.  We then
went to Gold's classic that evening. He changed from his hightops to his
favorite studly, old brown hiking boots. After the competition we came to
my place to eat. After he  finished eating the meal I cooked for him he
sat on the couch and began unlacing his boots. I asked him if I could
please do it. I said You know how much I like to do that.  He sat back to
allow me to remove his stud boots. I knelt before him and told him how hot
his boots were. He said they were his favorites and that he worked hard to
get them broken in. He put his right  boot on my chest. I quickly untied
it and he pulled his foot out near my face while I held his boot. The
smell hit me. I said Fuck, I can smell your feet from here. They smell
awesome.  I put my nose in his boot. He looked down at me kneeling before
him smelling his feet and said What?, forcing me to repeat the statement
to him with humiliation. I looked up at him and humbly repeated that his
feet smelled awesome. He replied That's cool.  He stretched out his legs
and put his hands over his head and watched me stroke myself and worship
him. I said I would beg to smell and kiss your feet. You are so hot. Again
he said That's cool.  I went down and held his smelly socked feet with
both hands and kissed them. He began to stroke himself as I worshipped
there before him. He smelled his awesome pits while he watched me smell
his awesome feet.  

We were on his bed getting a nap before working out. He just finished a
call from a friend that trims his fingernails. He explained how the guy
had given him many free trims but that he doesn't do any toenails. The
cocky stud went on to say how he had forced this guy to agree to trim his
toenails. Later, he allowed me to rub his feet as he talked on the phone
to several friends. When he was done we went to work out.
   
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