Last Night
by JstAStupdScrnNam@aol.com

What happened last night was probably one of the greatest experiences of
my life, and I just have to write and tell about it. It was so damn hot that
I still have the shivers just thinking about it. I hope you guys like
reading about it as much as I enjoyed the experience... This IS a true
story. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. :)

For several weeks this guy from Los Angeles and I have been chatting on
the computer. It seemed like from the moment we began chatting, we not only
shared a common interest in men's feet, but we really seemed to click and get
along well. It seemed like we were just completely compatible, and it was
great. I'm a sub, he's a dom, but we both seemed to have exactly the same
sexual tastes.

His name is Chad, and he's 28 years old. He's describing himself to me
as being 5'10", 175lbs, brown hair and hazel eyes. Sounds good so far,
right? So we exchange pictures, first the faces... And his, I can tell you
was very nice. He was Italian looking, probably mixed with something else,
but a very good looking man. He looked to be in nice shape, and a bit larger
than me... Which I like a lot in a guy. Next, we exchanged foot pics, and
his feet were just as hot as the rest of him. I definitely liked what I
saw... And he said he thought the same of me. Another quality I appreciate
in a man. :)

One of the reasons he had initially private messaged me, was because he
was from Massachusetts originally, and would soon be coming back to visit his
family. We had decided almost immediately that we should meet in person when
he was here. I suggested that we meet at a major mall near where he would
be, and I'd meet him in front of a store there. We could take it from there
and figure out what we would do. Honestly, I didn't care if anything even
happened, because by the time he'd gotten here, we'd been chatting for a
while, and I liked him personally. We'd become something of friends, having
conversations beyond just sex.

At any rate, I should just come to the good part before you all jump out
of your skin.

It was five o'clock Saturday afternoon when I pulled up to the mall
parking lot. The place was pretty busy, as I'd expected it to be, which is
why I'd chosen it as a place to meet. As I approached the designated store,
I saw there one of the most beautiful men I've ever seen in my life. He had
a short, nicely groomed haircut, and was dressed in a white tee with a tan
shirt open over it, blue Levi's, and finally, white crew socks with gray New
Balance low-cut sneakers on his feet. The sight of those sneakers alone
makes me hot... I'm not that much into footwear, but those are just totally
hot. I waved to him as I approached, and he smiled, walking toward me.

"Hi, Chad?" I asked, already knowing it was him.
"Hey, how's it going?" He extended his hand and I shook it.

We made our way to the food court and grabbed a coffee at the orange
julius stand, then found a table. We sat and talked for a while, gazing into
each other's eyes, and smiling a lot. He was extremely good looking and I
don't think I've ever wanted anyone so bad in my life. I was really hoping
he felt the same way.

He was staying with family, and my roommates really don't know I'm gay,
let alone that I like verbal, dominant men to shove their feet in my face.
We'd decided as we were walking out of the mall that we should get a hotel
room. So we drove to the nearest one, (he followed me), and we each paid
half the cost of the room.

We talked for a while sitting on the bed, kinda "Indian style", facing
each other. He eventually started to extend one of his legs out, moving it
slowly toward me. I watched intently and that beautiful sneaker covering the
foot that I had longed for three weeks now, approached. I gazed at it, while
it teased and excited me, knowing, or at least hoping that I would be able to
touch it, that my new master would allow me to worship at his beautiful feet.
He knew exactly what I was thinking, too, exactly what I wanted. I could
see it in his cocky grin, and those piercing eyes. He knew that he had me,
that I was his. This was where HE was in control, and I was living at that
moment to do nothing but please him.

His foot finally came to me, and he rested his sneaker in my lap. I felt
its weight on me, and could actually smell his sweaty feet even sitting that
far above it. They didn't stink, but smelled strongly of sweat and leather.
I was intoxicated by it. Soon the other foot joined its partner on my lap,
and I had both of his feet so close that I could have actually just stuck my
tongue out and tasted. I didn't do this though, as he had not indicated that
he wanted me to.

"Take them off," he said, not loud, but perfectly stern.
I smiled at him saying, "Thank you, Sir." And he nodded with his
approval. I looked down, feeling like a child opening a present at Christmas
time. My cock was throbbing hard already, and I swear that I could have
blown my wad right there, without even touching it.

I slowly undid the laces, and pulled them loose before slipping each of
his shoes off of his awesome feet. The socks were almost perfectly white,
except a slight tint where his foot print was. He'd walked around in socked
feet for a while before putting on his shoes. When both of his sneakers were
off, the smell was almost too much for me to take. Wafting into my nose and
exciting me to the point that I would have done anything that he asked. I
looked up at his face, and there was that cocky grin. I could see that he
was now lifting his foot.

Before I could comprehend what was happening, it was in my face, my nose
pressed into the place under his hot toes. I could feel the dampness from
his foot and sock rubbing onto my face as he asked me, "How do they smell,
boy?"

"I love it, Sir. They smell wonderful."
"You like my stink? That what's making you hard?" He asked, and I nodded
yes in reply, taking the opportunity to wipe more of his hot footsweat into
my nose and the rest of my face. "Use your teeth to peel those off, boy." He
said, grinding his foot hard into my face. I could not resist putting my
tongue out a little to get a taste of my master's foot funk through his sock.
The taste nearly made me faint, it was salty, and musty... A taste that is
only produced by a real man's foot.

I didn't verbally reply to his instructions, just getting to work at the
top of his socks, pulling them down with my teeth, being careful and slow
about it. I enjoyed myself immensely feeling his sweaty foot rubbing against
my face as I peeled one sock off, then the other. I heard him saying "Good
boy," as I completed the task he'd given me. "Now, there's lint on my feet
and between my toes. Do you think your master should have lint there?"

"No, Sir... May I clean your feet for you sir?"
"Do it now," he replied.

I immediate moved my face to his feet and used my fingers and my tongue
to remove every piece of lint that was on his feet. I stuck my tongue
between each of his gorgeous toes and pushed the lint out onto my waiting
finger, licking off all of his sweet tasting sweat as I did. I was
definitely ready to drop my load, but I held back, wanting this moment to
last forever.

"Get down on the floor. Take a pillow." He commanded.

I took one of the pillows from the bed and laid down on the floor as he
watched me. I saw him shift around and soon I saw his beautiful feet coming
down at me. First they came down on my chest, moving slowly around, tickling
me in places, and playing with my nips through my tee-shirt. Slowly they
moved around and then he began rubbing the sides of my face with his hot
feet. Soon they were covering my face and I stuck my tongue out. He rubbed
his whole sole off on my tongue, grabbing it between his toes and squeezing
occasionally. The he told me to roll over, putting one of his feet down
under my face as I did. He took the other and pushed down on the back of my
head, making me worship his foot and lick it up and down on the top. He
switched feet and I did the same to the other.

After nearly an hour of hot foot play, Chad asked me if I was hungry. I
told him I was and he went to the phone and ordered room service for the two
of us. I was not asked what I wanted, and at that point it really didn't
matter. 'Whatever it is,' I thought to myself, 'it will taste great with his
foot sweat still coating the inside of my mouth and tickling my tongue'
After about a half hour there was a knock at the door, and Chad told me to go
get it. I tipped the server and returned to the room, where he was now
sitting in the only chair in the room. He took one plate of food from the
tray, placing it in front of him, and the other on the floor. He looked at
me and pointed down.

I grinned and went underneath the table and his feet joined me, planting
themselves squarely in the middle of my plate of macaroni. He curled his
toes and squished it all in between them. I then heard him say, "Eat."

I went down to his feet and began eating my meal from between his toes.
I don't think I've ever been that hot in my entire life. I was so ready to
explode I could hardly stand it, and I tasted my food and his feet together
in my mouth. I totally belonged to his feet and he knew it. He really
seemed to like that I was doing this for him, and I definitely liked what he
was making me do.

Over the course of the evening there was more and more foot play. He
sucked mine, and I licked and sucked his, and it was so hot I could barely
stand it. By the time we were finished we'd spend 8 hours on each other's
feet and bodies, and he even blew his hot cum all over his feet and made me
lick it all off. The whole night was like a fantasy come true, and we
finally drifted off to sleep, him holding me from behind in his arms. I
slept like a baby, and from the sound of his snoring, so did he. There was
even more foot play in the morning, in fact, right up until check out time,
we were all over each other. Finally saying good bye, we arranged to have
dinner later this week to discuss my planned summer vacation before he
leaves. Destination: Los Angeles. I'll have to write again to let you know
how it goes.

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