From: mspp@aol.com (Mspp)
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Subject: m2m |||| BUYING THE STUDS SOCKS - PART IV ||||
Date: 24 May 1996 17:39:14 -0400
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BUYING THE STUDS SHOES - PART IV

Arrogance radiated from the stud's muscled bod. His ego caused my heart
to pound as much as wanting his sexy feet in my face! A buff fucker like
this is always hard for me to resist, but if they're cocky, like this
dude, it's
all I can do to keep from falling to my knees. It seemed my pathetic show
of adulation and his friends' ass kissing was only making him more
belligerent. 

The stud reached over and tightened his socks he had tied around my
face. I want to be sure you get a really good sniff so you'll always
remember
the smell of my feet. Of course, you'll always have my shoe to sniff! How
you doin' at perfecting my fuckin' toenails?, He pushed my face away
with his foot to get a better view of his toenails. Nice!, he said, but
they
were pretty fuckin' happening before you started, weren't they?  Yes, I
replied. Instead of putting his foot back on the floor in front of me, he
decided to rest it on my head. What was this?, I thought. Does he see me
as some kind of foot stool? 

Lift your head up and lick my toes!, he demanded.  I did as
he said and stuck out my tongue. He watched intently and said  Further!,
and pulled his foot away slightly as if to tease me. Guys, watch this! He
said. I struggled to extend my tongue far enough to make contact with his
big toe. Hold my foot up with your hands, he said. Keep goin'. Your tongue
is almost there! Those ARE pretty fuckin' hot feet, aren't they?, he said.
It
was then that I heard what sounded like a camera shutter. One of the
dudes had taken my picture! He handed the Polaroid to the stud after the
instant camera fed it out. 

Now that I have this humbling photo of you, the stud said, you're mine
for the rest of spring break. Why don't you make the fag lick our shoes,
too!, one of the buds asked. The stud said, What you dudes do with him
when he's done humoring me  is up to you.  He spread his toes and
pointed at them as he spoke. Watch him tongue my fuckin toes!, he
taunted. He looked into my eyes as he spoke. You still want to
buy my shoes, buddy? Yes, I replied. That's what I thought, he said
arrogantly.


The stud looked at his buddies. You guys should be at my feet with him
like you were on pledge night. By the way!, My bud told me you two were
goin' at it in the dorm afterwards. Is that true? I don't think he'd lie
to me!
Yeah, one of  'em replied, but we're NOT fags! We were just hornyes me the
only straight guy here! We'll keep
it just between us, guys, as long as I get from you what I want tonight!
If I
remember, you two pledged to me to wash my shoes & socks for a YEAR if 
I got you into the frat, didn't you? Yeah, one of them responded, but I
didn't think you were serious! Well, THAT'S why you're here!, he said,
with a grin on his face. 

You boys haven't been keeping up with your obligations to me. Look
at the condition my hightops are in from all those hoops and volleyball
I've been playing, pointing to the shoes each had fed to me earlier. I
want
you boys to clean those shoes so I look studly in  em at the pubs! With
what?, one of them asked. You both brought toothbrushes, didn't you?
Better run and get em! He looked down at me, slowly strokin his boner
inside his shorts. You like licking my feet? don't you, he asked. Yes., I
replied. Good! Run get me a beer and I'll let you have the pleasure of
licking my other foot. 

So there the gorgeous stud sat, a perfect, arrogant specimen of a
manliness, perched high on the couch like it was his throne. Three guys
ran around the small house to do his bidding. He had had me lay before
him,
prostrate, licking his feet, having begged and degraded myself in front of
him and his friends. For his amusement I had been made to smell his
shoes and guess their age, wear his socks around my nose, run for his
beer, hump his high top like a dog, clip and buff his toenails and lick
his
perfect manly feet, both top and bottom. And I was paying for all this.
Not only was this dude sexy and arrogant, he was fuckin smart too! 

In addition, he had already managed to blackmail me into future
servitude. And his  buddies' weren't buddies at all. They were two bi frat
pledges he'd brought along with him on spring break so they could fulfill
their obligations to him. He had  'em scrambling to scrub his shoes clean
so he could go out later and snag some babes. Man, this guy was
unbelievable! My dick was at full attention, and I'm sure the frat buddies
cocks were not far behind. 

To be continued

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