Date: Sun, 28 Nov 2004 12:43:45 -0800 (PST)
From: Tom C <fanofeet@yahoo.com>
Subject: Lil Matty part 1

The usual stuff exists here. This story is totally fictional and involves
an adult with a youth.It mostly involves foot fetish, but will become more
later on. If you do not wish to read on, then leave now, but please feel
free to email me with your comments and/or suggestions for future stories.
I do have pics of Matt's feet also. So email me at Fanofeet@yahoo.com.
Thanks and enjoy

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          Sometime about three years ago, I met a guy at work who I became
good friends with. He doesn't know I am gay or into feet.(I am not open
about any of this).  One day during the summer I met his family during a
BBQ. It turns out that he has a really cute nephew named Matt. He was about
5 or so when I met him. Cute kid with cute feet.


	Fast forward to the near present(Matt was about 8 now). I have
become good friends with Matt's family as well and get to babysit him once
in a while. We usually play XBox or play catch or something like that. One
day during the summer, I took Matt to the batting cages to play ball. After
we were all done, we came back to my house with lunch and decided to watch
some TV before going out to play catch. While we were eating, I noticed
that Matt had taken off his shoes and began rubbing his feet. He said that
they hurt and he wasn't sure if he wanted to play catch. I asked him if he
wanted a massage and he reluctantly said yes. I couldn't believe that I was
going to get a chance to not only see his feet, but to touch them up close.


	I sat next to him on his side of the couch and told him to put his
feet onto my lap. He did and I began to rub his feet. He laughed a little
and said it tickled, but it felt good and he wanted me to do it. I rubbed
his feet some more and began to take his right sock off. He pulled his foot
away and said that he didn't want his socks off. He was worried at his feet
being too cold and he said his feet might be smelly. I laughed at this but
saw my chance. I pulled his foot up to my nose and said that they dont
smell too bad. He laughed and I then took the sock off. While rubbing his
now unsocked foot, I began to get hard. During all this, he sat up and
pulled his own left sock off. So now I rubbed both his bare, cute
feet. After about 5 minutes, I asked him how his feet felt. He said,
"Great, but please keep going. It feels relaxing". I continued rubbing his
feet and he started to giggle really loudly. So I look at him and stopped
rubbing. He asked me why I stopped. I said " Cause I wanna do something
else first". WIth that, I switched positions and sat on his legs, and then
I began. I started tickling the hell out of his feet. He tried to kick me
off, but he couldn't do it. So I continued my onslaught of tickling. He was
laughing so hard and was also trying to beg me to stop. I eventually
stopped when he said (at least tried to say) that he was gonna pee his
pants.

	I let him up and he ran to the bathroom. When he was walking back
to the couch, he stopped and stared at me. Then he made a big mistake. He
said, " Why don't you try and catch me and tickle me this time?" With that,
he ran up the stairs to the upstairs apartment. I followed suit, and he hid
in my room with the door locked. Little did he know that I keep a spare key
to my room outside in case I ever lock the door by mistake. I told him he
had one last chance to let me in. He told me that he wasn't gonna let me in
ever. So I got the spare key and opened the door. He almost died when he
saw me walk in. He tried to run past me, but I ended up pushing him onto
the bed. I closed the door and locked it. I decided to push my computer
stand over toward the door so he couldn't get out. He started lauging, so I
knew he really wasn't scared or anything.  I went over to my dresser and
took out a pair of white sneaker laces and also a pair of handcuffs I
bought for him the day before. He asked me what they were for and I told
him he would soon see.

	I rolled him over onto his stomach and pulled his hands behind his
back. He was laughing so hard and i haven't even tickled him yet. I put the
handcuffs on his wrists and asked him if they were too tight. He said no in
between his laughs. Then came the laces. I used one to tie his ankles
together, which he assured me wasn't too tight and then used the other to
basically hogtie him. He did have movement with his legs and arms as I
didn't want to hurt or scare him. But he kept laughing away. I then told
him that now he was in trouble. With that, I sat on his back by stradling
him and proceeded to tickle his feet some more. And out came more
laughter. He didn't stop laughing other than to try and talk, but I
couldn't understand him. I kept at it with 5 minutes of tickling and a
minute rest. This went on for almost 30 minutes. Finally after the last
break, he said, "How do you keep touching my smelly feet? They are dirty
and everything and you keep tocuhing them." I said they weren't dirty or
smelly and I would prove it to him. I grabbed his tied feet and ran my
toungue along the soles of both feet. At first he seemed grossed out by
that, but then said that it tickled more than my hands tickling him was. So
I began to run my tongue all over his feet, from his heels, soles, and
under his toes to the tops of his feet.  After a little while I then took
his big toe from his right foot and started sucking on it. He kept on
giggling and squirming. I moved to his left foot and then back and forth
between both feet. After a few minutes, I decided to let him up and said
let's go play catch. I untied him and he began getting his shoes and socks
back on.

	After we were done playing catch, I took him home. Before I left
his house tho, he asked me when were we going to play catch and again and
with that comment, he winked at me. I told him soon enough and he went off
to do his homework.


to be continued????