Date: Thu, 22 Nov 2001 10:41:31 -0600
From: rewritethis@juno.com
Subject: Marco's Feet

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If you don't like boy/boy sexual experiences then don't read.
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Author's Note: To me, there is nothing like beautiful feet -- it is a real
turn-on which really arouses me. I think that it is really like a key that
opens the door to other even greater experiences.  I hope you enjoy this
story as much as I have in writing it.


My name is Antonio I'm 16. Over the past few years, something very special
about others really catches my attention. It may be that that is not the
basic attraction but every time I notice it I am suddenly overcome with
some sort of passion or inner feeling of sensuality and a strong feeling of
my sexuality. My pants suddenly become so tight that I have to readjust
things in order to relieve myself of the unbearable pressure on my cock. I
notice these attractions more in the warm weather when everyone's clothing
seems to become sensuously casual and most comfortable: muscle shirts that
knock your eyes out and really get the hormones going in high gear, shorts
with all the different designs and cuts that the fashion world has created
to get everyone in the beat for socializing, loving, hanging out at the
beach and other favorite spots.

With all the brevity of clothing footwear makes the nakedness of feet meet
my fancy. That arouses me almost as much or equally as much as shorts and
beautiful male hairy legs. I have discovered that I love feet---yes feet
but, not just any feet. Some feet are so sensually smooth, tanned and sexy
that I don't seem to be able to contain my inner emotions towards those who
have those well-shaped, youthful feet.

One day during the summer vacation I went to my friend Luke's house. His
younger brother Mario, who is 15, answered the door. As events occurred I
suspected that he must have been waiting for an opportunity for just him
and me to be alone.

He is one of my Latino friends with medium golden skin. Latinos seem to
capture my attention moreso than most other boys.  He was the sexiest stud
I have ever seen. I happened to glance down and there they were, his sexy
feet. Probably the most inviting feet that I have ever seen to this day.

I asked for Luke and he told me that he wasn't home. I replied that I would
come back another time. Not wishing to lose a long-waited for opportunity,
and without a moment's hesitation, he said that if I wasn't in a hurry he
would like me to come in. No one else was home and wouldn't be home till
late that evening. So I decided to stay for a bit. By different things he
has said and the way he kept looking at my crotch, I could tell that he had
a special interest in me.

Mario invited me into the living room where we watched a movie. We both
laid on the couch, both of us in that very limited space. I must have fall
asleep and when I woke up his feet were in my crotch, unusual but most
likely planned that way by Mario. My pants were unzipped and open and my
Calvin Klein boxers open front were exposed. I was all sticky and there was
cum all over his feet. He noticed that I was began to stir and to test the
situation he looked at me and began to half-heartedly shout, "What the fuck
is going on!" as if he didn't know. I looked at him and knew right away
that he wasn't going to planning to get up tight about it. I sensed that he
would immediately let it go because it was he who had initiated this
pleasurable, lusty act. He wasn't about to say anything more because he had
passed days and even months with an eye on my basket, and had more exciting
things in mind that we could do together. I wasn't about to discourage a
good thing because I too was hoping that some day we would have a chance to
be alone.

He always suspected that he was gay because he was more interested in
watching hunks and their crotches than attractive girls. This has felt this
way since he was 9 or 10 yrs old.

Not wanting to risk the loss of a long-time friend he hadn't gotten the
courage to say anything but just came back over and laid down by me slowly
eased a foot back in my crouch area, sensing that I really liked
it---remember, feet are my weakness and that they cause my cock to stiffen
desiring something further on up that I really find pleasing.

I reached down and slowly began to unbutton his pants and zip his fly down.
He wiggled with delight and even raised his hips a little to assist. My
next move was to push the band of his pants down.  By that time I was
getting so heated up with my insatiable desire to get into his bulging CK
boxers. I felt a blissful, sexy silence as he lifted his hips again to help
me with my assaults on his crotch.

It seemed to give him great relief to have progressed this far and finally
to get what he wanted after waiting for so many months---to establish his
heated desire to make it communicate that he wanted something more than to
just be friends.

With a little maneuvering our lips seemed to find each other and we began
kissing for a bit till little by little our tongues instinctively knew how
to explore each other's mouth--swirling and snaking around in the other's
tongue haven, enhancing our sexual overdrive.

I worked my way down his body, first giving a little tug on his ear with my
lips while blowing into it. I moved on slowly and sensuously till I reached
his nipples. I nibbled and sucked on each of them wiggling tongue for added
sensual arousal. I continued to work my way down, pausing at his "innie"
naval and swirled the tip of my tongue inside it for a few moments. I had
paused for a bit on the outside of his underwear right where his
full-bodied basket was already pulsing.  I nibbled and licked through the
cloth of his CK's a bit but moved on down the inside of his thighs, just
enough to tantalize him some more and make him even hotter, still not too
sure of how he would take my uncontrollable advances. I, knew I was gaining
on my friend that I had been wanting for so long.  His crotch was to be my
ultimate goal and I could hardly resist that favorite part of his smooth
well-formed body. I loved his body, every inch of it and I knew I wanted
him badly.

Mario was slender and muscular with no noticeable fat on that boy. But, dam
he was so developed for one of his young age.

I forgot to mention that he was on the wrestling team in school.

His previously half-hard penis had now grown to a full blown 6" hard-on.

Suddenly things switched and he was now in control and started to ease his
cock right out of it's savagely heated cage and started to move it about my
face and even passed it across my lips. I lost all control and groped with
my lips trying to get this hot, hard tool into my mouth and at the same
time not to give the impression that I was about to overtake him and stuff
the whole thing in my mouth at once.  I had decided that I would enjoy
letting my friend take the lead since he was doing such a wonderful,
sensual job of turning me on.  Why not let it go this way.  I too had been
hoping something like this would happen for months, maybe even years
already


Sensing that I was in a receptive mood he placed the head of his boy-tool
into my mouth and slowly begin to feed me even more.  I was getting hotter
with his every inch that he fed me.  Not being used to cock sucking, I did
gag a bit but soon took control of myself and voraciously sucked in his
flared glans and rod deeper and deeper into the hot cavity of my salivating
mouth.  I made sure not to let my teeth hit his organ. I definitely wanted
this to be an everlasting experience for him and the beginning of a lot
more to come.

Gradually it got easier and I found myself sucking like wild, swishing and
twirling my tongue around his perfectly formed cock head. I would back off
every once in a while to hold him in ecstasy for as long a period of time
as possible, not giving in to his pleas to keep sucking and make him cum, I
had been waiting for this day for so long and was not about to let it come
to a climax in a few fleeting moments. His orgasm came closer and closer. I
would back off again and play with his nut sac, licking and brushing with
my face to delay his orgasm.  I knew that sooner or later the obvious would
happen and I was prepared for that too.  Secretly I was aiming to catch
every drop of his cum. None of that milky juice would escape me.

Suddenly I could feel his nut sack pull up to his silky shaft and I could
feel his hips begin to spasm more and more and knew what would happen next.
With that, he came in my mouth with such powerful spurts that most of it
hit the back of my throat and went right down into my depths where my
pulsating heart was waiting for it to be inside me. It came in copious
amounts with what seemed like five or six of those hefty spurts of that
oh-so-longed for spunk. After the first couple spurts I pulled off a bit so
that his pulsating cock head was in my mouth, I wanted to taste and savor
what I had captured.  I was in heaven for the first time with this lad and
I knew it.  I never did anything like this with anyone before.

After he climaxed, he slid up my body and I with that sweet cum still in my
mouth we began to share it as we kissed again swirling and moving the cream
around for several moments. I think that he was uncontrollably hot also and
wanted to enjoy his cum along with me. We each swallowed some of the shared
prize. He then got down on his knees and grabbed my waiting stem and licked
up and down its already pulsating, silky, erected condition. My 6.5" cock
real is a nice comfortable suckable size, that almost shot with orgasm a
few moments earlier when I was sucking him. Its only previous satisfaction
was by jacking off my woody daily.

Mario, like me had not had a mutual experience previously and found this
perfectly-sized suckable instrument a delightful plunge into the world of
ecstasy to succeed the one that he had just had with his cock in my mouth.
There I lay squirming, agonizing and hoping that he would just take me all
at once.  I didn't have to wish for long. In it popped and he headed right
to the base of it where my youthful bush so delicately tickled his chin and
my nut sac served as a perfect delight touching his nose as he took in the
male musk scent of my crotch.  He too had to take it gradually needing to
overcome the reflexes in his throat not yet accustomed to sucking cock. He
gagged a bit on my thick meat but then he lunged into my saliva-covered
tool, frequently pulling back and swirling his tongue around my penile head
and then dive onto it again.  This happened time and time again holding off
my orgasm.

He must have been reading porn magazine about how to do the perfect
cocksuck. Finally he led me to orgasm.  Taken by the euphoria of it all, he
decided to share my cum with me as I had done with him. We were both still
hot and sweaty from our intimate action and our cocks we coming back to
their stiff condition

All this led up to other creative adventures. I kind of led him to the end
of the couch and nudged him to just lean over the couch arm. He asked why?
And I told him I could treat him a really wonderful experience by a smooth,
luxurious butt-fuck. Earlier while I was sucking him I played around his
virgin rosebud, moving my finger around it and inserting it getting him to
relax. I already had him prepared for a wonderful ride. He wasted no time
moving into position. I squeezed his angelic ass and lubed it up super-well
with saliva still smooth and creamy with our previous cum suck, adding a
copious amount to my cock as well.

My next move was sliding my cockhead over his bud, still helping to relax
his coveted prize. Almost as soon I began to apply a little pressure with
my tool it popped right in past the anal muscle. I made my way in slowly,
wanting him to remember it as the best moment he had ever experienced in
life. With my gentle procedure he seemed to experience ever so little pain
which soon turned into a pleasure spasm. He moaned with delight. I asked
why his ass was not tight. He said his brother butt-fucked him
previously. That turned me even more.

I pulled my pulsing cock out leaving just my mushroom-shaped head in and
with an intimate unresistable thrust slammed it back in as fast and as hard
as I could. In a record time I came in his beautiful ass. He moaned, "Spray
it inside me....all of it ...all of it...it feels so damn good.  Please,
oh, please keep your cock in me.  It feels so hot and manly". I sunk onto
his back spent and with my now softening cock slowly falling out from that
perfect ass. I knelt down and seeing his bud still open and and leaking
cum, I licked him clean.

Not having had enough yet and his cock rising from such a new and sensual
experience, he led me to his bedroom. We were still in the buff and our
cocks bobbed up and down as we went down the hall to his private space. As
we moved along, I couldn't help but think that I was not done with that boy
and we still had a lot left in us. Young males are quite capable of cumming
several times and I was so totally lusty after him that my tool was already
getting stiff again---I had a very strong inner feeling of love toward him.
I now knew more than ever that I was gay and he had the same feeling and
really wanted to share his bed with me. He must have been waiting for this
day as other young gays would be because a tube of KY suddenly appeared and
as I would note in moments, he must have prepared before my arrival at the
house because he even had some rubbers stored between his mattresses. He
slathered copious amounts of that slippery lube on my sacred flower and
lubed his waiting cock up well. He knew that I was longing to get his man
meat into my awaiting guts.

Knowing that I was new at this, he decided to take things easy. So, he
first placed his middle finger into my ass and worked it around till my
anal muscles had relaxed nicely. It was now time to placed his swelling
head and re-erected prick at that doorway beautifully located between two
round firm buns that seem to be screaming to him to move in. Though in
control from the beginning, I wanted his meat and wanted all of it. He
barely placed his more slender pole to my ass which was almost like a
vacuum tube, it seemed to suck his tool right in. What a smooth-feeling!!!
My ass muscles were working his cock to the point of making him squeal with
uncontrollable delight. I could hear his ohhhhs and aaaahhh's as those anal
muscles contracted and expanded on his cock. It was so cripplingly sensual
that he slumped onto me and put his arms around my trunk and just lay there
motionless for some moments, our bodies were both sweating profusely.  He
arose again with sudden renewed sexual impulse. He slammed his meat in all
the way with one might thrust to the hilt!! Oh, how it felt, nothing like
it ever in my life.  My lusty anal muscles moved rhythmically along with
the lubed rhythm of his cock.  At the same time my hips seemed to becon for
more---I was "bottom" and his legs were already in the air. I instinctively
began to work with him by thrusting my hips up and down with his every
plunge. Mario was at such a heightened state he couldn't hold off any
longer. His previous short sensuous strokes now became long strokes out
nearly all the way and then lunge deeply again.  I could feel his cock
massaging my button--my prostate and that only served to make me want more
of his cock. He worked in and out faster and faster in response to my hip
action as I gyrated in every possible direction, getting my every bodily
muscle to take him in.  At that rhythm and pace he sunk his cock in one
last time and with the sudden tightening of his nutsac to his cock he let
spray after shot of cum fill my ass.  I followed his body with my hips and
abdomen as his back arched when he gave that last thrust, and shot his
several spurts of cum. I could feel it too and I could feel my body
receiving everything that he had.  At the same time my meat began to spasm
and my body humped again and I shot cum all over my chest up to my chin.
Mario then slumped down on me and we kind of slipped around in my fresh
cum. This was the ultimate.  We laid there in silence for long while
rubbing our faces back and forth on each other and at the same time licking
and sucking each other's ear lobes and kissing.


It was some while later that Mario dismounted my body and we were beginning
to recuperate from an exhausting ecstasy we had never known. Just feeling
the presence of the other's naked body, our stems began to rise again. He
snuggled up to me and suggested we change positions, him on the bottom and
me on the top. It looked to me as though we were about to waste ourselves
away but my interest only piqued more just to think of our previous
activity. He liked the idea of be on the receiving and was ready to receive
my cock, all of it and way up inside of him.

While Mario was on top, I didn't lose the opportunity to work his hole with
my fingers, playing with his bud. Naturally, with all that fingering he was
very well relaxed and dilated, which permitted quick entry. I was still
very slow and gentle, wanting him to enjoy me again only this time it was
in a more relaxed and cuddling setting. His treatment of me was
affectionate and never animalistic -- passionate, yes.

He moaned with delight, without any entry pain.  He uttered words that
couldn't help but turn us on spontaneously, moaning: "Yesss, all the way,
all the way, now faster and faster." I was also moaning very loudly. I
began to feel my nut sac tighten close to my cock and knew it wouldn't be
long. I came inside him after several minutes of pumping.  It just didn't
happen as quick since we had already expended ourselves a few times that
day.  I don't think we could have gone for another escapade but we wanted
to get the most out of our time alone and we did plenty of that.

I shot a few times and then sunk onto him with my cock still inside him and
his anal muscles still rhymicly squeezing everything that I had to offer
until my thick rod became soft and was squeezed out by his rectal
contractions.

Some weeks later we had the chance to go camping.  We found the opportunity
for a lot of love-making for hours on end.

Before going to bed each night I made it a point to constantly remind him
that I loved him. He always responded in a responsive manner. Every time we
got the chance or we could find a couch we did it again. Five years later
we moved in together and I'm glad to say we are still together after ten
years of love. I still love feet and play with and caress Mario's feet
every chance I get. He loves it when I massage his still beautiful, sensual
feet.