Dirtbag
by Nick's
Slave
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My
heart
hammered wildly against my ribcage. It needed out.
The blood was rushing to my head as I groaned in pleasure. My lips parted and
the large toe shot inside my mouth. It wasn't long before My mouth tightened
and began sucking the sweat from Nick's big toe. His groans echoed after mine,
and my fingers gently stroked the sensitive areas of his large sole. I moved
up towards his ankle, light hair covering it. My eyes were closed as I bobbed
up and down, up and down...Nick was muttering words I couldn't hear; each was
in such a tone, however, I could tell he was muttering his enjoyment. I moved
my lips from his biggest toe and stuffed his middle three toes in my mouth...I
snaked my tongue through the crevice's and he giggled. I grinned. Saliva ran
across his pink toes and my heart was beating wilder than ever...
" Phil!"
I jerked upright. Nick was tapping me on the shoulder and saying my name.
" Whassup?" I asked sleepily.
" Don't fall asleep!" Nick said desperately, and I could even see a
sort of
apprehension in his beautiful, warm blue eyes. "This is important!"
I looked around at my class. Everyone was just messing around. It was the last
Math lesson of the year, and once again, as I looked back, I felt as if someone
had bewitched the calendar. The year ran very fast. My last year at school...my
last year at full-time education! Come September, I'd be in my own flat, working
in some low-paying job and trying my hardest to get into Acting. I'd probably
never see Nick again...
Nick was one of my best mates at school. He was slightly smaller than me, but
for an 18-year old, he was muscley. His arms were probably the biggest indication
of this. He apparently had a 6-pack, but I'd never seen. His feet were a size
10, and looked fabulous in their socks. Nick would often rub his feet together
to rid them of an itch. At this, my cock would leap in excitement and my eyes
would bulge. That's when I'd start fantasizing. You see, despite having a nose
dead-center, and despite being good at sports, Nick had never been in a relationship
longer than a week. Even as I looked at his athletic frame, thought about his
6-pack and looked at his mousy-brown hair, all I could do was wonder.
Nick was straight - or so he'd said. I was, too. I have this fetish, though -
a fetish for male feet. My fetish never went any further than feet, and I'd never
wanted anything else large in my mouth. Nick just seemed like such a nice guy,
but why didn't girls go for him?
Nick was now working, his nose pressed against his paper as he scribbled down
notes. I sighed. I'd never seen his feet bare before - he always kept his socks
on during PE classes, and never even put new ones on. I often imagined peeling
his sweaty socks from his feet and indulging in some foot worship...
" Phil!"
I turned. Nick was shooting a rather furtive glance my way. I sighed and wiped
the sweat from my brow. The windows and doors were closed, and it was the start
of summer. While everybody fanned themselves with slips of paper, or else watched
the clock's dusty hands move ever closed to 3:40, I decided to get my wallet
out from my school bag. I ducked under the table and opened up my pockets, trying
to find where I'd left it...
...but it soon transpired I wasn't alone.
A socked foot was slowly moving towards me. I watched. It was Nick's foot - I
could see the discarded shoe under his chair. Before I could think of what actions
to take, his big toe grazed the side of my face. I turned, masking my enjoyment
by trying to get away, but as I faced his toe, the cotton-clad foot pushed into
my lips. They parted, and the socked foot slid against my teeth...
" Shit! Sorry man!" Came Nick's cry. I got out from under the table.
My dick
was half-hard. Nick looked genuinely embarrassed. "I guess I was day-dreaming."
" No worries," I assured him. Even as I got back to my work, Nick was
muttering
his apologies...
" I've heard the Big toe's supposed to feel really good when it gets sucked," Nick
informed me. "It's a sensitive area of the male body."
" Really?" I asked, genuinely interested.
" Yea, its supposed to feel great," Nick said, stretching. He yawned,
revealing
a mouth full of straight, pearly-white teeth.
" Well, if you want it so badly, all you need do is daydream with your shoes
AND
socks off, and hope some hot girl's under the table!" I told him, laughing.
I needed a sign...any sign to help me make an advance on the situation...
" I wish," Nick said, a light tone in his voice. "Hey, I almost
forgot!
You free tonight?"
" Tonight?" I asked wearily.
" Yea, I rented a couple movies. Thought you might wanna crash over and
watch 'em
with me."
Nick said, smiling.
" Well yea, sure," I replied, with no plans whatsoever for that evening. "Gee,
I've never been at your place before, Nick."
" You'll love it," He replied happily. "And I'll love havin' ya."
I grinned back. For a few seconds, I just looked into his eyes, and he into mine.
Our smiles matched, and I cast my mind back to my Mum, this morning. She was
a Lawyer, and had a Case up in Scotland. She was given free accommodation at
a fancy Hotel, and took my Dad with her for about 2 weeks. Thus, I was at home
on my own for two whole weeks. My brother had just gone to University, so it
was just me.
" Why don't you come over at say, 5?" Nick asked.
" Sure, I'll bring my sleeping bag and everything, and a change of clothes
then?" I
said.
" Nah, just bring yourself," He assured me. He walked off to his house,
and left me to walk off to mine, highly confused, a little apprehensive, but
hornier by the minute. I watched Nick go, and imagined seeing his luscious bare
feet. I might see his 6-pack, and I could even maybe let him let me massage his
feet. Fuck that, I'd try my best to go as far as I could with this God-like specimen.
I began thinking over what I could say to him. That whole "sensitive big
toe" thing seemed a good starting point.
*
5.20 rolled around, and I'd already jerked off when I'd got in. The whole scene
under the table had left me hornier than ever. Nick's toe was so large and overpowering...it
really had given me an odd feeling about tonight. Like it was some foreshadowing
to the night ahead. I didn't take my rucksack, no sleeping bag or clothes for
the morning. No toothbrush or hair gel or anything like that. I just took myself,
like Nick had asked me.
I approached his house. Well, the gate anyway. Fabulous iron gates wove high
above my head. Through the golden bars I could see a gravel path leading to a
luxurious two-story house. It was white, with pillars supporting a second-floor
room that came out the front of the house. It looked fabulous. I pressed the
buzzer that was by the gatepost.
" Hey, Nick speaking."
" It's Phil!" I cried.
" Hey man! I'll let you in!" Nick said happily. There was a mechanical
buzz and the gates began to open, whirring away and emitting a clicking noise.
I made my way up the gravel path towards his house. I was so excited, so nervous...so
horny! I approached a sleek double door, made from Oak, with a gleaming golden
knocker. As I got nearer, however, it was opening, and Nick stood in the doorway,
leaning casually against the door, grinning at my being here. I noticed he was
in his white socks. They hugged his feet tightly. My mind was groaning.
" Great you could make it," He said calmly, holding his perfect hand
out.
I gripped it and grinned.
" Come on in."
He led me through into a living-room area. It was beautiful. There was a huge
roaring fireplace already in place; orange flames licked the shaft which was
the chimney chute. Nick showed me around into each separate room, leading me
up a luxurious staircase and ending the tour in his bedroom. It was painted blue
and white. It had a big TV and large king-sized bed. This brought my cock to
its senses - since I had nowhere to sleep, was it possible I'd be sleeping with
Nick?
We made some popcorn, got ourselves some beers and stuck on the films. Nick had
a long, cushiony sofa in front of his TV. I sat on the left, almost pressing
myself against the arm, to allow Nick so much room he would consider putting
his feet up. The lights were off, save for a larger-than-usual lava lamp in the
corner, spouting bubbling jets of orange fluid.
As the movie rolled on, Nick started to get comfy. At first he sat with his legs
up, but then turned so that he leaned against the arm of the chair, spreading
his legs over my lap.
" You don't mind, do you?" He asked me. "Gym was such a workout...my
feet are killing me."
Now, unlike in the US, where Gym is pretty much any sport, and rather masculine
at that, Gym in the UK is short for Gymnastics and involves trampolining, balance
beams and horses. You know, the things girls always do. Nick was awesome at Gym,
but nobody took the piss outta him for it. I always wondered why.
I shook my head. Nick spread his big, wide feet across my lap. Their sheer presence
turned me on. The first film was really good - I thoroughly enjoyed it, as well
as me and Nick discussing what would happen at certain points and hypothesizing
the outcomes. Nick took the DVD out and put it in its case. He sat on his side
of the sofa. I wondered what he was doing - did he not like putting his feet
up? Had he maybe gotten some hints? Wearing baggy clothes meant my dick was hidden
completely, so he wouldn't feel (or see) my half-hard cock. Had I maybe glanced
at them too long?
No, it transpired.
Nick peeled his white socks from his feet and tossed them in the air. I watched
them at first, but soon stared at his feet while pretending I had an itch on
my leg. My eyes widened.
Oh
My
God
These feet were perfect. The toe was very big, even for a large foot. It was
smooth and long, not being skinny, bony or fat, either. They were perfect. His
feet were big, but I could only see the tops from my position. I realized I'd
been staring at Nick's bare feet for too long, and moved back to my sitting position.
" Tell me if you object," Nick said coolly, propping his feet on my
lap. My heart was now screaming to be let out. It beat against my chest angrily
as my
cock started to grow a little.
" I'd never," I said breathlessly, smiling at him. He returned it.
" You seem to like my feet in your lap," Nick said sagely, watching
me and
wiggling his ten toes. I raised an eyebrow.
" Hey, I like making you feel good," I replied earnestly. I soon realized
that it came out totally wrong. "I-I mean. I -"
" You like making me feel good," Nick quoted. "And I like you
making
me feel good, Phil."
I smiled.
" Know where I'm coming from?" He asked me, raising his eyebrows. I
sighed.
Yes, I think I did.
" You mean...?"
" Yep."
Nick got up and grabbed my upper arm. His not-surprisingly strong grip meant
I was steered to the foot of his bed. Nick collapsed on the bed and groaned.
His feet hung off the end of the bed, and I knelt down at the foot of his bed
obediently. Nick took his shirt off, too - he threw it in my face. I inhaled
his scent - it was strong, warm and rather inviting. I always liked it. I took
his shirt and dropped it to the ground beside me.
" Remember what I told you?" Nick said lazily, a grin across his face. "The
big toe's supposed to feel pretty damn good when it's sucked...go wild."
My eyes widened with expectation and I moved forward. One hand clasped around
Nick's slightly hairy ankle. The fingers on the other strokes his soft sole as
I hovered over his big toe and sunk in into my mouth. He let out a groan. I felt
is slide down my tongue and touching the back of my throat. It was big. I began
to suck and felt the sweaty taste slide down my throat. He groaned. I sucked
harder, peeling the toe pulsate within my mouth. I then slid my mouth off his
big toe and sucked on his next. It wiggled at me, so I trapped it in my mouth
and sucked just as hard as before. I continued this with all of the toes on his
foot. I then returned to the big toe, snaking my wet tongue in-between his big
and second toes.
" That's so damn good..." Nick groaned. "Good.... I’m loving
this,
Phil..."
Nick signaled for me to change feet and I complied. I stuck his other big toe
into my mouth and decided to take a different approach. I sucked it lightly for
a few moments, before pulling it out my mouth and staring at his large, wide,
and meaty sole. He pushed it into my face, giving a laugh - it squashed my nose
and sent a sweaty aroma circling my nostrils. I breathed it in and sighed happily.
Nick pushed his big toe into my mouth. "Suck it," He said imperiously,
although he grinned as he spoke. I complied, sucking the big toe firmly, releasing
saliva all over it and sucking the skin from the bone. Nick relaxed his foot
slightly. I held it lightly by the heel and continued.
" Man you're good," He cooed softly. I heard a ziiiiip and his trousers
were unzipped. His toes were pulled from my mouth as his legs and feet came out
his trousers. The trousers were discarded carelessly, and Nicks toes found their
way back to me. His left big toe was pushed into my mouth, and I began to suck
again. I thought about this. Looking up, I saw a bulge in his trousers. This
was my chance.
I then began to bob up and down on Nick's big toe. I sucked tightly - my lips
formed a tight seal. Light slurp-like noises filled the darkening room as I pulled
up and down Nick's toe. He gave gasping groans - he was enjoying this. The elastic
on his boxers gave a snap as he lifted them up and began playing with himself.
I got faster and faster, my heart pumping blood wildly to Nick's groans of excitement.
" Come here," He said. I looked up. He had pulled his boxers down to
reveal a really big cock. It looked about 9 inches at least. He gripped his pole
firmly.
There was a relaxed, satisfied grin on his face. "You're fucking brilliant,
Phil. Come and see how you do sucking this bitch."
I instantly complied, scrambling onto the bed. Nick parted his legs and bore
his cock before me. I smiled at him. I took his pole in my hands and held it
towards the base. Nick seemed to simply have his cock be touched by someone else.
I lowered my mouth onto his head - my mouth stretched to such an extent it started
to ache. I rammed my throat down onto his cock and began to suck it tightly.
I maneuvered up and down quickly, as far as it would go. I jacked him with my
hands at the base, occasionally letting my hand slip to his balls and stroke
them carefully. Nick groaned playfully and muttered words I longed to hear. His
cock often slipped so far down my throat I'd begin to gag, but it was no problem.
" Oh...oh...oh shit yea man..."
I could feel a salty fluid on my tongue. It was Nick's precum. It leaked into
my mouth and began to slither down my throat. It was watery and gave me a sample
of what was to come next. I sucked harder, my tongue lashing gently against his
cock head and making it tingle with excitement. He used his feet to run through
my hair. I jacked harder, I sucked faster. My head was spinning with the sensations
only Nick could bring me.
" I'm....I'm......OH YEA!"
An eruption followed. Torrents of pearly-white cum spilled into my mouth. It
filled my mouth, coated my teeth and lay on my tongue. My mouth filled up instantly
and I began to swallow. I swallowed, yet as I did this Nick spurted more and
more of his juice. I swallowed obediently as Nick muttered to me even more words
of encouragement and satisfaction.
With a plunging noise, Nick pulled his cock from my mouth. He made sure I'd swallowed
every drop and looked at me as I hovered between his legs.
" That was brilliant," He said, satisfaction spread across his face. "Phil...That’s
the furthest I've ever shot before. You're amazing."
" Thanks," I said, smiling. "Your feet were so damn good."
" Oh, you liked em?" Nick asked me, grinning. He used his hand, his
perfect, well-sculpted hand to run through my hair. He gripped the back of my
t-shirt and whipped it off instantly. I felt him then put an arm around me and
pull me into his chest, 6pack and all. I could feel the heat radiate from his
body. I was in heaven. I sat between his pecs as he stroked my hair lightly.
I felt his
heart beat.
" I liked that, Phil. I like you, too."
" Hey, my parents are away for 13 more days," I told Nick. "And
we're
two 18-year olds who have left school..."
" Hey, hey," Nick began, hushing me. "Actions can speak louder
than words."
And with that, one of his naked legs wrapped around my body and he held me close.
I sighed, pressing my head against his chest and feeling his heart thump pleasantly.
Nick sighed.
I sighed. Everything was right in the world.
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