Lucky
by Anonymous
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I've
written this only once before but I can't wait to tell it again.
It’s a tale about my co-worker, and the locker room.
I work for a company that distributes fresh and frozen foods around
town. There are a handful of truck drivers and a few warehouse guys
that I work with. This one guy, Lucky, worked there for a while
when I first started there. I couldn't help but notice how hot he
was and in great shape. He used to be in the Army and his body shows
it. He handles the boxes with ease as he throws them around from
pallet to pallet. I didn't get to know him very well because I was
kinda shy and didn't want him to think I was interested in him.
The guys were talking one day, and someone said that he had a three-way
with his wife and another guy from work. What? I doubted what I
was hearing but still, my mind was turning out all kinds of images.
I wondered if he were bi, or just watched, but then again it was
probably just a rumor. After a few months I learned his routine
at work. He would go back in the locker room, change and then come
back out in street clothes. This was the only time I got a good
look at his hot, hairy, tan legs and his strong muscular arms. Wow!
I loved being around on hot days where he wore so little when he
was ready to leave.
Sometimes he would come out wearing slide with socks on. His feet,
or at least his socks intoxicated me, since I've never even seen
his feet. Then one day he came out, carrying his socks in his hands.
My eyes stayed locked on them but I was trying not to be totally
obvious. He clocked out and walked on out the door with the socks
in hand and my eyes following. I imagined how they would smell,
and if they were warm with sweat. I went to the bathroom and jacked
off, hoping no one would come in.
A few weeks passed and he came out again holding his socks in hand
as he went to clock out. Only this time would be different. Someone
asked him for help before he left and he laid his socks down on
the table near the exit. I had to walk out there to get a better
view. I strolled by, stealing a glance and stepped out the door.
Good, no one was nearby. I stepped back in, saw Lucky and another
guy walk in the back and I heard the door close. Yes! I grabbed
hold of the socks real quick and put them to my nose. I started
getting weak and shaky with fear of being caught. They weren’t
really damp, but the aroma was so manly and perfect. I heard the
door open in the back so I dropped the socks and moved away from
them real quick so I wouldn't be caught. He came back up grabbed
the socks and left. Again, I had to run to the bathroom and jack
off again. I came with such intensity it was great!
Time passed and I kept my eyes on him, maybe a bit too much, but
I couldn't help it. Finally I decided to get brave. The guys were
all getting ready to leave for the day, and I would still be there
till 5 to close up. Once they left, and I was there all alone, I
locked the doors and went back to the locker room. Oh what a wonderful
smell. I saw his boots that he wore in the warehouse and moved directly
for them. I picked one up and put it to my nose. I couldn't believe
what I was doing but it felt so right I couldn't stop. I imagined
his socked feet being in there and the smell made me so hard I was
about to pop. I put my hand in the boot and it was still warm and
damp. Jackpot! I unzipped my jeans, and started jacking myself as
I sniffed his boot. It didn't take but a minute or two before I
shot my load. I quickly grabbed a rag and cleaned up, put his boot
back, after taking another deep whiff, and went back to work as
if nothing happened.
After being there for a couple of years and being the one to lock
up, I have had several chances to get off to his boots. Then one
day, things kinda changed. He was going about his same routine,
this day he had his socks in hand, and sat them down to answer his
cell phone. He started talking, got caught up in the conversation
and walked out to his car and left. I was starting to shake again
with excitement, looking at his socks laying there, and thinking
about what I would do with them. Time went by and everyone had left.
I ran to the door, locked it and grabbed the socks.
I took them back to the locker room where his boots were laying
near his locker. I started sniffing his socks and rubbing them all
over my face. I had the biggest, hardest erection I think I've ever
had. I unzipped with one hand, pulling my dick out and began stroking.
This time I decided to make it last longer. I jerked off slowly
but I couldn't hold out very long sniffing his socks, rubbing his
sweat on my face and touching my tongue to the soft soles of his
socks. I shot my load all over, this time landing on his boots.
Oops! I hadn't planned for that. I feared being caught now, so I
cleaned the cum off of them and placed them back where they were.
I shoved his socks down my pants, and walked out to the warehouse.
Still no one was around and it was almost closing time.
I shut off the lights, went back in the locker room and decided
I wanted to feel what it was like to walk in his boots. I slipped
off my sneakers and then peeled off my socks. I opened up his socks
pulled one on. Then I pulled the other one on and rubbed my feet
imagining they were his socked feet. I grabbed his boots, looked
inside and saw he was about a half size bigger than me.
I pulled one boot on, admiring it and how his socks looked sticking
out from the top. Then I pulled the other boot on. I laced them
up and started walking around. They felt comfortable and the boots
fit pretty well. I decided since he wasn't coming back, and no one
else was for that matter, I would take a walk in them. It was a
rather hot day and so I went for about a 30-minute walk, all the
time with an erection and my head looking down at his boots as I
took each step. I came back and was sweating just a bit. I went
back to the locker room, unlaced his boots and then pulled one of
them off.
My feet had warmed them up and our sweat had now mixed with each
other’s. I started working on my boner and then I took off
his one sock, leaving my other foot still in his boot. The sock
smelt so damn good. It had an odor of foot, leather and man. I was
in heaven for the moment. I jacked my cock harder and harder, and
then as I was about to cum, I placed the sock on my dick and shot
my load into it. I kept on cumming and I didn't think I would ever
stop. I relaxed for a moment, came back to my senses and took off
his other boot and put my socks and shoes back on. I placed his
boots back where they were, but kept the socks. I still have them
today and they still have his slight odor in them.
Unfortunately, Lucky ended up getting anther job and I never did
see him again, but I always have a little something of his and he
may not know it, but when he puts those boots on, he has a little
something of me too.
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