Office Escapades
by JJ Foot
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3 - Brent's Aching Feet
Wednesday
morning... our weekly manager's meeting. About 2 years ago the senior
VP changed the meeting day from Monday to Wednesday. People were
dragging in on Monday and not as alert as need be, and because we
have weekly deadlines on Tuesday's, they figured we all could focus
better on Wednesdays. We still don't "enjoy" the manager's
meetings, but at least we get a lot more accomplished!
Brent was running late as usual, and as usual I kept a seat open
for him. Brent is very handsome, really a great looking guy, and
one of these straight acting and straight looking guys, but there
is just something about him that makes you wonder if he's gay. You
know the kind... it's more than just wanting him to be gay... there's
just a way about him that keeps me guessing. He always talks about
this string of ladies he goes out with... but I've never seen him
with anyone. In the 3 years he's been with the company, he's always
come alone to our holiday parties, business functions and get-togethers
outside the office.
Josh Winters, the Department Manager was speaking when Brent came
in and sat down in the chair next to mine. Damn... he is so HOT!
He was huffing and puffing from his hurried entrance. Brent has
dirty blonde hair, green eyes and a killer smile. His perfect tan
shows off his very white teeth. He started to take some papers out
of his small portfolio case and a report dropped to the floor. It
fell far enough that Brent had to get up to get it. As he bent over
to pick up the report, it was as if his ass were placed on display,
just for me! He wears his slacks on the tight side and they were
stretched to the max! His perfectly round mounds were protruding
so invitingly.
I had all I could do to not reach out and cop a feel! He sat back
down and got his papers in order. Brent started to calm down a little
but he kept squirming with his legs and feet. I glanced down and
saw that he had slipped his feet out of his shoes! He was rubbing
his feet together. He was wearing black cotton gold-toes. How sexy!
This hot man was sitting right next to me rubbing his feet over
and over! He was driving me crazy!
I leaned in, "What's the matter? Itch?"
Brent leaned into me and quietly said, "New shoes... trying
to break them in."
I replied in a whisper, "The shoes look great but you look
miserable!"
"I feel miserable, believe me! I had to pick up my dry cleaning
on the way into work this morning... changed in the car in the parking
lot... now these new shoes are killing me!"
I couldn't think of anything else to say except, "My feet hurt
too... too much walking around lately."
Brent told me, "Take off your shoes!"
So I did! I leaned down to untie them and slipped my feet out. My
feet are very sexy and masculine looking even through socks, and
I was proud of my soft charcoal colored microfiber over-the-calves.
I hadn't been wearing my shoes too long this morning, but it did
feel good to let my feet out of confinement. I started to stretch
my toes and rub my socked feet together as well. Brent leaned in
again and whispered to me, "Feel better?"
I was getting so turned on by this guy whispering in my ear. The
smell of his cologne was intoxicating... not to mention how sexy
his voice sounded so low and close to my face. I managed to whisper
back, "Oh yeah... feel's great man!"
We each sat there semi-concentrating on the meeting and mostly concentrating
on our feet! Every little bit I let my right foot stray over to
Brent's sexy socked left foot. Our feet met a few times and the
touch of his warm foot sent vibrations through my entire body! Neither
one of us made an effort to move our feet away when they touched...
it was just sort of natural. At one point, our feet actually intertwined!
It felt so good I couldn't resist saying, "Hey... are you playing
footsie with me Brent?"
"I think you're playing with me wiseguy!" We each let
out a nervous laugh. Brent said, "I could sure go for a foot
massage!"
"Me too! You giving?" Brent was taken back a little...
"only if I was drunk off my ass!" We laughed again.
The meeting was finally about to break up and we immediately put
our shoes back on without anyone seeing. I asked Brent if he wanted
to go out for a drink tonight. He said, "Sure Michael. Are
you trying to get me drunk enough for a foot massage?" We laughed
out loud this time. We agreed on Brent stopping by my place right
after work, and then we'd have a quick drink before heading out
to the bar.
I got home at about 6 o'clock and made sure the place was straightened
up a little. Our agreed upon time of 6:15 came and went and I was
getting concerned when Brent still hadn't arrived by 6:45. I called
him on his cell phone but only got his voicemail. Brent finally
showed a little after 7 o'clock. He didn't look well... actually
he looked pretty messed up. It was as though he'd already been drinking
or maybe even doing something stronger. I asked him in and he apologized
for being late. He said that he was feeling light-headed so he pulled
over to rest awhile.
He thought he was feeling better so he drove the rest of the way
to my condo. He wasn't able to stand very well so I took hold of
him and walked him to the sofa. His strong hard body felt awesome
in my grip. Brent tried to speak but was slurring his words. He
did manage to tell me that his feet were still aching from wearing
his new shoes all day at work. As I sat him down on the sofa I offered
to remove his shoes for him. He said, "Please."
He was still kind of hanging on to me so I asked, "Have you
taken something... like a drug medication?"
Brent insisted, "Hell No!" The next thing I knew he had
passed out!
I sat on the couch next to Brent and lightly tapped his cheek. I
called out his name... no luck... this guy was OUT! I sat right
next to Brent, this gorgeous stud, our bodies touching. His was
so warm I felt overheated immediately. Then I thought... this is
my chance to touch his feet... to caress his meaty man-feet! My
cock jumped at the thought of just getting close to Brent's socks.
I called out his name again... no response. I knelt down at his
shiny black slip-on shoes and slipped them off his feet. Oh, those
sexy black socks with gold-toes! His feet looked magnificent in
those cotton socks. I took hold of both of his feet... what an awesome
surprise... his socks were so soft! I knelt down closer and pressed
his feet to my face. I sniffed in his manly foot scent. It was incredible.
They smelled of an intoxicating combination of stinky feet and new
shoe leather. My cock was rock-hard now and so I kicked off my own
shoes and pulled off my slacks.
Since this handsome devil was out like a light, I decided to remove
his pants as well. I undid the belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his
slacks. I grabbed hold and pulled down strongly to get his pants
passed his ass. Brent stirred somewhat but was still a zombie! When
I pulled his pants down over his legs I was more than surprised
with my discovery! This hunk of a man was wearing the sexiest pair
of red lace panties I'd ever seen! And this MAN was wearing them!
Brent's boner was about half-hard and he seemed to even have a pleasant
look on his face! I couldn't believe my eyes! My cock couldn't believe
it either because with this amazing sight I was sporting major wood!
I pulled his pants off entirely and went right back to his manly
socked feet. I sniffed them good and smeared my face all over them.
I put his two handsome sock covered feet around my cock and starting
fucking! I went to town on his soft socks and willing feet.
I was getting hotter and hotter by the second! This beautifully
handsome, straight looking GQ model of a man was laying back on
my couch in panties... with a heavy bulge... and I was fucking his
feet with awesome rhythm! I pumped and pumped and finally blew a
huge load up onto my stomach and chest! My heavy breathing was uncontrollable!
I panted and wheezed... spewing hot cum all over myself. I lifted
his feet to my face once more and gently caressed his soft-socked
feet... taking in as much foot stink as I could.
I looked up at Brent... sleeping like a baby! I went up to the bathroom
in my room to clean up. I returned with a blanket for Mr. Sleeping
Beauty. I didn't even try to get his slacks back on him... I simply
moved him so he was lying comfortably on my sofa and draped the
blanket over his sexy body. I ended up popping a Lean Cuisine in
the microwave for dinner. Brent slept on my sofa all night and woke
up before I did. In fact, when my alarm sounded at 5 am I came downstairs
to check on my guest. He had already left!
Story
4 - Steven's Sweat Socks
Bright
and early on a Tuesday morning... well, almost 8 a.m. that is, and
as usual I stopped by the restroom before making my way to my cubicle
on the fourth floor. Insurance isn't glamorous, but it's steady
and pays the bills. The main benefit of course are all the hot young
guys working their way to the top. As I walk into the men's room,
I see Steven standing at one of the urinals. He was just finishing
up and shook his main member several times! He turned to acknowledge
me when I walked towards the other urinal. I glanced at his crotch
area as nonchalantly as possible and Steven's penis was long! I
mean that thing must have been a good 5 inches... soft! When I looked
up his eyes were on mine and he said, "Good morning Michael!"
"Good morning Steven," I replied, and looked to the floor
as I stepped to the urinal. I noticed a backpack on the floor and
asked, "Have you been working out this morning?"
"Nah, that's some work stuff and my change of shoes. I always
change from my tennis shoes to slip-on's before hitting the floor."
We all refer to the main work area as "the floor." Steven
was one of the "worker-bees" but not in my group. Man
I wish he were though... blond hair parted in the middle and simply
combed back in a feathered style. Steven is fit and trim... a little
on the thin side for my usual liking, but hot just the same. He's
handsome with chiseled features and his hazel eyes squint when he
laughs... so cute!
"Do you walk to work?" I asked as I was wanking at my
own dick to shake off the excess. Just catching a glimpse of Steven's
long sock dick and discussing his shoes was giving me a woody.
"Nah, I like to practice my dance steps in my tennies instead
of my dress shoes." Steven was removing his tennis shoes revealing
his somewhat dingy white sweat socks! I turned to look down at his
feet and slipped my dick back in my slacks.
I was so curious now... "You dance?" Steven said, "Oh
yeah... I love it... let me show you some moves." With that,
he danced a few steps side to side looking just like Fred Astaire.
I said, "Hey! That's great man!"
Steven was really getting into it! He was only wearing his sweat
socks flitting around the men's bathroom. He then said, "If
you like that... how about this?" He grabbed me and spun me
around, holding my waist and trying to hold my hands. I was going
for it too! I couldn't believe this hot young stud was dancing with
me! My hard on was growing and our bodies would touch slightly when
we were trying to dance... very awkwardly I might add. Then, Steven
slipped and stumbled to me and I fell back with his weight.
We fell to the ground and Steven was on top of me! His face was
on my stomach and I could feel his dick through his pants on my
right leg. My own dick was raging hard by now and was starting to
poke out of my zipper! I realized I never zipped up from before.
Steven didn't make too much of a fuss to get up quickly and kind
of lingered on top of me. He struggled a little to get up and he
saw my hard on!
"Sorry about that Steven. I know it's not politically correct
office talk, but I've been so damn horny lately."
Steven said, "Don't worry about it Michael. But you'd better
put that thing away before someone walks in here!" He got up
off the floor then and removed his sweat socks. Geez... the site
of his handsome white feet! His toes were long and straight... nails
perfectly manicured... light blond hairs adorned the tops of his
feet. He reached into his backpack and pulled out his dress shoes.
He pulled out a pair of black patterned cotton socks and rolled
them onto his feet. He then slipped the shoes on his sexy socked
feet. I was standing, dick tucked in and pants zipped up, staring
at this wonderful site of a man putting on his socks and shoes!
I was speechless. Steven was the first to speak again. "How'd
you like the dance moves? Do you dance? You seemed to be a little
nervous. You don't mind that I grabbed you for a quick dance, do
ya Michael?"
"No... not at all... it was fun! I'm sorry I must have been
the clumsy one to cause us to fall to the floor. Maybe you could
teach me some more sometime."
"That sounds great! I'm always looking for someone to practice
with. Man or woman I don't care. I'm not a fag or anything... I
just love to dance! So if you don't mind gettin' a little close
I could teach you a few dance steps."
Stammering a bit I said, "Cool! How about tomorrow night?"
Steven told me that Friday night would be better for him... at his
place. We made our way out of the restroom to "the floor"
and exchanged phone numbers and addresses.
I was on pins and needles waiting for Friday. Each day thereafter,
Steven and I would "run into" each other in the restroom.
I swear he always shook his dick several times... in plain view!
So, I started doing the same. We went on with some small talk shaking
our dicks for each other, and then stuffing our hardening missiles
back into our slacks. On Thursday morning, Steven was particularly
exhibitionist with me. He finished peeing before me and jerked himself
several times. Then he moved behind me and said, "Tomorrow
night I'm going to teach you all the right dance moves Michael."
He grabbed my waist and moved in close behind me. I had finished
my business and was shaking my dick when his arms wrapped around
me from behind... grabbing my arms and then lifting them up and
holding my hands. He swayed to the left and then to the right and
I actually felt his dick poking my ass. He was grinding my ass through
my tight dress slacks! Damn what a great feeling! I didn't know
what else to do so I reached behind and grabbed Steven's waist too!
I turned and my dick was growing at the warmth of his snuggling
body. We came together... face to face... dick to dick... and ground
our bodies together twice! Steven's dick was half hard now and the
look on his face was sooooo sexy! He was getting hot and I was feeling
like I'd bust my nut at any second! I said, "Well, this is
a new move dude... I can't wait to see what else you'll show me
tomorrow night!"
"You're going to love my dance lessons Michael." Just
then, the outer bathroom door opened and Steven and I quickly moved
to the urinals and zipped up! It was Josh the Department Manager
who came in. We said good morning to him and washed up. On our way
out of the men's room, Steven continued, "I like to dance in
sweat socks, so wear a pair yourself." I said ok!
Friday night finally came and I arrived at Steven's apartment right
on time. He was wearing an oversized cutoff sweatshirt and a pair
of white dancing tights, and of course his white sweat socks. Oh
man he looked so hot and sexy in socks and clinging tights. His
muscles bulged and the stretchy material displayed every curve and
contour of his trim yet firm body. Steven insisted on giving me
a brief tour of his apartment. Of course I paid close attention
to his ass mounds that formed so nicely in his tights. We wound
up in his second bedroom, which had hard wood floors and only a
stretching mat in one corner of the room.
Steven told me to take off my shoes, which I did. He saw I was wearing
black nylon socks instead of white sweat socks. I told him that
I thought the nylon socks would help me slide easier. Steven said
I could try it but that I definitely needed to wear sweats or tights
and not the Levi's jeans I was wearing. He suggested I take off
the jeans and he'd be back with something else for me. Steven left
the room and I removed my jeans. I was comfortable in my pullover
but felt a little uneasy in just my DKNY boxers.
My new friend returned with a pair of black tights for me to put
on. He said, "You shouldn't even try to get these on with those
boxers on too dude." So, I slipped off my boxers and felt my
dick coming alive! I staggered a bit trying to get the tights on
and ended up sitting on the mat pulling them up all the way. Steven
waited patiently and we gabbed about work stuff a little while I
changed. Then he came over to me and grabbed my feet! Holding and
nearly stroking my socked feet he said, "These nylon socks
are cool, Michael. I think they'll do just fine for us tonight."
Puzzled by that, yet totally excited, I said, "Sounds good
I guess. Let's get started."
Those tights felt like a second skin on my lower body. It was awesome.
Steven stepped up and he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled
me close. Our bulges smashed together and we held hands and outstretched
arms. He gave some instructions and we started some easy dance moves.
We were doing real well and I could tell that Steven was as hot
and excited as I was. Then he lunged forward and grabbed me tighter
and started dancing us all over the room at a faster pace! I was
trying to keep up with him but we stumbled to the floor on the mat.
Again, Steven was on top of me and we were writhing around together.
My hard on was so definite in my borrowed black tights. Steven's
woody was even more defined in his sexy white tights. He swooped
around so that he was grabbing at my legs... maneuvering himself
so that his legs were getting closer to my face. He reached for
my socked feet and touched them... rubbed them... almost caressing
them! He said, "I think these nylon socks of yours are making
it hard for us to dance."
I said, "What do you mean? I think we were just dancing too
fast!" Steven said, "No... I think they are a distraction
and we should do something about them." He kept rubbing and
caressing my feet and got his face so close to them.
I said, "Well I think your sweat socks are the problem. They
have to go!" So, I started rubbing his socked feet too and
then began removing one of his socks. His sweat socks were a little
dingy and had a pungent sexy man sweat smell to them. It was as
if he had worn them for a week! Steven ground his hard on into my
leg and made it real easy for me to get at his feet. I pulled off
both socks and went to work on his sexy man feet! I was massaging
them and caressing them.
Steven did the same to me. He put my feet on his face and sniffed
in a big inhale of my foot smell! He pulled off my nylon socks and
stuck my foot right in his mouth! I couldn't believe it! He slurped
on my sexy toes and licked and sucked each one. Then he blurted
out... "God man your feet are so sexy and hot and beautiful!
I've wanted to see your feet and do them ever since I saw you staring
at my feet in the bathroom at work."
I came out too... "Oh Steven your feet are so sexy! I wanted
to dive at them in that bathroom!" I was sucking on his toes
and licking his feet. Steven was devouring my feet too! We were
both writhing around and grinding our bodies and hard cocks into
each other through Steven's hot form-fitting tights! We were rubbing
each other's hard cocks through those tights and licking and sucking
and sniffing the other ones feet! We quickly got to the boiling
point and our dicks exploded at the same time!
Resting... calming... relishing... Steven finally said, "That
was incredible. But I haven't had enough of your sexy feet and body.
You are staying the night, aren't you?" I replied... "Of
course!"
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