Date: Wed, 31 Jan 2007 10:15:30 -0800
From: Hot Writer <hotwriter2007@gmail.com>
Subject: Tasting Matt's Pits part 2

Matt took his strong hand off the back of my head, releasing me as it
were.  I pulled back just a little, reluctant to end this exciting game
of lick and taste, which already already seemed like a daydream.

"So...?" He asked.  "Do I need to pay you the ten bucks, or was I
right?"  He gave me his cutest cocky, arrogant smile, which always melted
me and now gave me a tingle in my balls.  "Delicious, right?"

For a laugh (or so they thought, haha) I grabbed on to Matt's other
muscular arm, lifting it in one motion and diving into his other -
previously ignored - curly-haired perfect boy pit.  This one hadn't been
cleaned (by me) yet, so it was refreshingly sweaty and ripe! Maybe even
sweatier than the first one thanks to the heat from the showers and the
hotness from being sexually-worshiped by his friend while six other guys
watched.  Whatever the reason, Matt's hairy moist pit tasted so fucking
awesome I thought I might faint!

The guys were laughing hysterically now, some having fallen to the wet
floor, others grabbing on to each others slick bodies for support as
tears streamed down their eyes and they laughed loud, cute boyish
guffaws.  I was such the "jokester."

Or maybe I was just in love with the scent and taste of Matt's perfect
sweaty high-school body, and I couldn't get enough of his b.o.!  The
world may never know.... ;)

Matthew shut his eyes now while I rubbed my own cute face in pit-heaven,
smearing the dripping wet arm pit all over my appreciative face and full
lips, relishing the feeling of being lost in his smells and manly
perspiration.  Matt usually didn't wear deodorant, thank god - it was
just the fragrant smells of a strong, healthy, hot 17 year old.  Matt's
semi-bushy pit sent me to place of deep relaxation as it brushed across
my face, his bicep flexing for my adoration, as I lapped up the yummy
scrumptious salty taste of a strong boy's ARM PIT.  I was eventually
pulled out of my reverie by the sounds of my other friends screeching and
yelling things like "Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck!" and "OH MY GOD,
this is the funniest fucking thing I've -- oh my GOD!"

I opened my eyes which had been shut too, just as Matt did, and we shared
an intimate look - and both burst into a fit of laughter.  Like some of
the other guys, I too fell to the wet shower floor, at Matt's feet,
giggling at the absurdity of what just happened.

Before I knew what was going on, Matt had stuck his size 11.5 foot in my
face, tickling my lips with his big toe.  Fuck, what was he doing now?

I looked up at my hero.  This was a nice view, and reflected the way I
thought of him.  Matt, 6'1", towered above me, his slightly muscular and
very hairy soccer legs going up to a fat, mostly soft, mushroom-headed
dick of perfection, big egg-sized boy balls, a treasure trail from his
belly button up to his mostly smooth chest, perfect quarter-sized pink
nipples, up to his adorable, confident face - looking down at me.  I
smiled up at him, his big toe tracing my lips.

"Lick em," he mouthed, slowly sliding his well-manicured big toe into my
mouth.

Instinctually, I took his offered toe inside and used some suction to get
more of his thick toe into my wet mouth as his other toes tickled my
face.  If I thought Matt's pits had a strong smell, I was taken aback by
the guy's feet.  Sexy, big, sweaty foot of a cute boy - playing outside
in almost 90 degree heat - smells gooooooooood.  We were maybe taking
this too far at this point, but I really didn't care.  I grabbed Matt's
long, arched smooth foot with both my hands and begin to caress it as I
sucked his toe like I hoped to suck his penis one day.  This was the
closest I've come yet to sucking a boner, so I had 16 years of
cock-craving to satisfy, even if it was just a toe.  I was twirling my
tongue around Matt's toe now and sucking with lustful abandon, licking
into the space between his big and his second toes, really tasting Matt's
sweat like never before.  There was a tiny piece of sweat-soaked sock
lint in there, and I was feeling so crazed with lust I just dug it out
with my tongue and ate it!!  God, how lucky was I to be able to lick up
the foot sweat from a boy-god like Matthew Jenkins.  I pulled his big-toe
out with a "plop" and stuck the bottom of his foot up to my face and took
in a huge breath.  This was the strongest sweatiest scent yet, and it
made my boner throb, pointing up to Matthew like even my dick knew who to
worship.  The guys were still laughing, though honestly I was zoning them
out by this point.  Right now all that mattered was that I was sitting
naked, indian-style on the shower floor, with the hottest boy in school -
one of my best friends - planting his sized 11.5 perfect, sweat drenched
foot in my face for me to sniff, lick, worship, and cater to like a
perfect man should be.  I seriously doubted any girl ever treated Matt
like this before, even though it was obvious this was how he deserved to
be treated!  I kissed the sole of his foot, the wet sweat collecting
between my upper lip and nose.  I kissed it again like I would kiss the
most precious thing in the world, softly and with the utmost respect and
admiration.  Was it weird that I was doing this in front of my six other
friends?  Eh, fuck em.  I stuck my tongue out and licked all the way from
his pronounced heel, slowly up the entire length of the bottom of Matt's
soft, salty foot, spreading my tongue out as far and wide as possible,
and made my way back up to his cute little toes.  That was a sweaty
lick!  And Matt giggled and shook a little from my tickly-worshiping.

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNG.

The bell!  Which meant a bunch of other guys would be barging into the
shower any second.  My six friends gave me a round of applause, still
laughing , genuinely impressed with the "Jackass"-style lengths I would
go to entertain them.  So they thought.

Matt wiggled his big toe back into my mouth, and then put his foot back
on the floor and helped me up, reaching down and pulling me to my feet
with ease.  He put his face close to my ear and whispered, "Thanks Jay.
Let's hang out after school today, k?"

I think I just smiled, too flustered for words.  He slapped me on my back
and sent me on my way.  But I think he knew I'd be there.  As I walked to
my next class, I wondered if Matt would let me drink his jizz??  I bet
it's really creamy and cummy and yummy!  This was the best day of my
life, and it wasn't even noon!


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