Put
In The Proper Place
by LoveSmell
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A big Monday night match-up between the Broncos and the Raiders
was right around the corner.
Some friends of mine that I had knew from previous residence in
Vegas had invited me and my girl to go watch the game since they
were hard core Raider fans and We were the hard core broncos fans.
A couple of nights before the game I had got drunk with some friends,
and made a terrible error. I got all drunked-up and made out with
this girl. We didn’t have sex, but it was cheating nonetheless.
My girl and me hadn’t been getting along real good during
that time, but that still didn’t take away from the fact that
I had cheated. I felt bad about the whole thing and actually confessed
to my girl about the incident. She didn’t seem to take it
too rough, but that was just the surface impression. The real feelings
were there quickly simmering to the top.
She was kinda hesitant to still show for the football game, but
reluctantly decided to go with me regardless of what I had just
done. I’m sure she never regrets deciding to go anyway because
of how the evening turned out. She ended up making out like a champ,
and got herself some much-needed just desserts.
We got to the sports bar, and the place was jammed with football
fanatics. Lots of good-looking guys and girls crawled all over the
joint. Things were going fine until my girl started to catch a buzz
off of the cocktails we were slamming. Once she got a few drinks
in her she started to get pissed at me, as she was no-doubt recalling
the shit I had pulled. She told all of my friends what I had done,
and made me look like a complete fuckmouth in front of all of them.
The story really caught the attention of one of my good friend’s
girl. She was a really hot chick, and that just seemed to make me
slide further down the shithole when she would look at me after
my girl would tell her the story again, and again.
After telling everyone the story and enough cocktails had gone down,
she basically told me that she was gonna go flirt around. She said
that if I had the opportunity to do it, then she should at least
be able to do that. She told me that she wasn’t like me and
not to worry because she wasn’t gonna cheat like I did. That
turned out to be very true. She didn’t cheat on me. Nope.
It can’t be considered cheating when I had to beg for what
happened.
Now, right when I knew she was gonna go flirting around, I started
to get feel real scared and worried. I mean this place was wall-to-wall
with hot guys. This fact was readily pointed out to my girl by my
good friend’s girlfriend. She was just as pissed about the
shit, and was looking to bring the hot guys to flirt with my girl
for paybacks. As she made her rounds, she always seemed to look
my way to see the expression on my face as she strolled through
the crowd. It didn’t take long before she found her way to
a couple of stud-looking guys playing some pool.
She stopped and started up a conversation with one of two buddies
that were playing pool. Apparently the better looking of the two
had just excused him right before she got there and went to take
a piss. She started talking to the guy that was waiting for his
buddy to get back from draining the dragon. The guy was a slightly
above average guy in height, but was nothing short in the looks
or body department. I started to shit bricks, and she could tell
just by the look on my face as she was smiling and talking away
to this guy who easily topped me in just about everything I could
and couldn’t see. She talked with him for a little while and
then moved out back through the crowd to catch up with my good friends
girlfriend, who was also eye-sampling the studly fare in the bar.
Me, I was just sitting at the table listening to all the conversation,
but keeping my worried eyes in constant frenzy trying to keep track
of these two hot chicks looking for some flirt action. It was just
flirting, but I was still greener than the White House lawn. She
hooked up with Michelle, my good buddy’s girl, and they went
back toward the pool table where my girl had just been. I guess
Michelle had scoped the guy’s buddy that had left for the
pisser, and she wanted to introduce my girl to this guy. As I tried
to slyly keep track of the action, the crowd sea had parted just
enough for me to see the guy who had just got back from the bathroom.
I shit another load. The guy was the same guy whom I had seen earlier,
and had a few words with because of an accidental bump at the bar.
I had basically had to apologize real hard to this guy as he had
a build that made me look like a midget. He would have kicked my
ass in a heartbeat. I am only 5’7... and this guy was easily
about 6’5... and had ruthlessly cut arms and big solid chest.
So I apologized for the bump, and went off also thinking how good
this guy looked. He had an almost a gangster kind of appeal with
his facial expression, but was good-looking Hispanic guy that just
had a killer total package. And he was Hispanic, which made me worry
about my girl bumping into this big fucker. She was a Hispanic/Italian
who liked Hispanic guys that had a look to them. Like me I guess,
but I was even further out of this guy’s league than his smaller
pretty white-boy friend.
So seeing her staring way up at this guy and seeing all them smile
was enough to make my heart race. He was so fucking good looking
and built that I shit even more bricks. I could tell that she was
really into this guy by the way that she was looking at him. Like
before, she made it a point to get eye contact with me to see my
look, but more so to show me her excited look. She did just this,
and knew I was worried and jealous as all hell by the look I was
giving. She came back to the table where I sitting after she caught
my eyes and sat down next to me with a look of something that scared
the crap out of me. Couple that look with the recklessly defiant
attitude she was now taking with me, and I was feeling like a little,
little man.
She kept asking me if I had seen the two guys she had talked to,
but put a lot of emphasis on the last guy I just saw the hottest
guy in the bar. I had to answer yes because she knew damn well that
I had.
“He’s a fucking hottie isn’t he?” She asked
this over and over knowing exactly how she was making me feel.
I had no choice but to answer her every time she asked because she
knew that I knew it was just the plain fucking truth. She knew I
was worried and jealous of this guy. Any guy would be, I think,
no matter, because I was the only one that needed to be jealous.
I sure the fuck was. It was just my luck. The same guy I had the
unfortunate luck of having to back down to was the same guy that
was now all up in my girl’s business.
She kept drinking and ordering shots. Shots really bring out the
hellcat in her, and these shots were no exception. She was more
pissed; more wanting me feel to like shit, and more wanting to be
extremely vocal about my fuckup and a whole lot more. She told me
how fucking hot this guy was, and how I should go meet him so she
could also tell him the story. I refused to go with her to meet
him. She said, “alright then, you wanna sit back here and
be a chicken shit, then I am gonna bring him in front of you!”
She said this and then left immediately back toward him. Yes the
fucking stud.
Just as she left the table, the first guy she had talked to at that
pool table took a seat next to me. He starts asking me about my
girl and me. How long we been together, what kind of relationship
it was, do we see other people? I couldn’t believe this cocky
fuck was actually asking me these questions about my woman. That’s
fucking no-man’s land, but he obviously didn’t fear
anything from me, otherwise would he have been that cocky? Who knows?
The guy also actually wrote down his cell number and told me to
give it her! I couldn’t fucking believe it.
I got pissed and acted all tough, even though I knew this guy too
would fuck me up. I told him she wouldn’t be needing the number,
and I burned it up in the candle at the table. This looked like
it had pissed him off, and he stared me with a look like...I better
not see you again alone motherfucker! The look changed to a superior
grin, and he actually apologized, ordered me a drink, and left.
Apparently this solid-looking pretty white boy was oblivious to
what was happening at his pool table. His buddy was making all the
headway while he was doing whatever that was he had just did to
me.
I’m sure he was somehow gonna be more pissed at me after he
finds out that his buddy is the one she is locked on to right now.
I was also sure things were really gonna get bad for me when he
got back to the pool table. It would be him, the better looking
bad boy, and my girl, who he just tried to basically pick up from
me. The conversation there would most certainly be interesting to
say the least. Least. I was beginning to feel the least, and least
and least by every fucking second. I would shortly be shown the
extent of being the least or lesser in a manner befitting only the
lesser of men such is what I was told anyway
Of course whiteboy went straight to the pool table and joined his
buddy, Michelle, and my girl. I couldn’t see the look on his
face when he saw the girl he was just trying to give his number
to her boyfriend. What I did see was the four of them huddle together
and look directly over to me. They were smiling, nodding, laughing,
and my girl was giving me the look of total defiance in that I could
hear her voice through her looks. The voice was telling me that,
yeah, I am here flirting, talking shit, and there’s nothing
you can do about it. Nothing at all. Too bad for you!
She definitely had the act down. At least I thought it was supposed
to be an act. She said she wasn’t gonna cheat, but it sure
didn’t look like acting.
She just continued to give me the looks that shouted, “Yeah
I am flirting with two hot guys right in front of you (basically,
since I couldn’t keep my eyes away from her) and also doing
it in front of your friends. Everyone in that little huddle, and
possibly everyone at the bar, knew that I was powerless to stop
her from doing whatever she wanted which at this point was taking
my looks of obvious fear and jealousy, and using them to humiliate
me in front of 2 guys that were way better looking and built than
me. I guess I deserved it, apparently for more than just one reason
at least this is what I was told and shown anyway.
I felt so little and trapped. My friends were seeing her flirt very
openly with, now, the second of two unarguably sexy guys.
They were telling me, “what the fuck, aren’t you gonna
put a stop to that shit?
I thought to myself, “yeah right!”
Even with the couple of friends I had, there was no way we could
take those two. They were a part of a bigger group in that place.
No way the guys were gonna get into that mess for something I fucked
up and did. There was also no way in hell that I could take either
one by myself. I was fucked, powerless, and with the role she was
playing, I’m sure she made sure the little huddle knew it.
Anyway, the huddle broke up after what seemed like an eternity.
Whiteboy left and disappeared into the crowd. Just after that, I
had turned around to see that mean looking build towering above
me again. My girl had did just like she said, and had led this cool-looking,
big fucking stud guy right to me. She also brought Michelle with
her who was grinning in way that had evil all over it. My girl had
her hands wrapped around his waist from the back, like she was placing
him like a statue, placing him right before me. After she presented
him like that, he said, “So you’re the little cheating
fuck she told me ALL about? The word “little” seemed
to echo repeatedly in my head after that, things got really interesting
… really interesting … really humiliating … and
really satisfying. Really satisfying for everyone, everyone but
me.
With Michelle watching with that wickedly mischievous grin, my girl
called my name while still holding onto this guy. She said, “Chris,
meet Jason. Jason, meet what did you call him, oh yeah, little fucking
cheater!
The three of them laughed while looking at the pitiful position
I was in. My girl just kept laughing, still holding on to this guy
like a priceless statue. His height made him dwarfs her petite frame,
and she was not much shorter than I. This sent chills running down
my spine. I started to feel even tinier than previously. With the
way she was holding onto this man, I really started to think about
something that I had tried to suppress. It turned out that my suppression
of that thought had been a waste of time.
With each second that passed, it was becoming more and more certain
to me that they sure as hell thought of everything I tried not to.
Who could blame them? Anyhow, after introducing me to Jason, my
girl really started to pour the shit on thick. She would ask me
rhetorically, “Isn’t he fucking hot? Huh? “Tell
me he aint’ a fucking sexy man! Tell me, that any girl wouldn’t
want to rip his clothes off and get fucked silly”
Michelle looked him up and down and licked her lips with lustful
desire. My girl was still holding on this god when a drunk, uninhibited,
and honest girl came up to our little gathering and told my girl
that she was a lucky woman. My girl asked why that was, and just
as Michelle and my eyes focused on the same spot, the girl said,
“That man you’re holding on to has the most amazing
fucking cock, it’s so perfectly big and thick, I wouldn’t
let go of him.
Trust me!... My girl, Michelle, Jason, and the drunk girl, caught
me with my eyes at his crotch, and at the same time my girl said
thanks for the tip, tilted her head toward me, snickered, and said,
“Did you hear that LITTLE fucking cheater?” She then
took both of her hands from behind him, reached over, and slowly,
sensuously rubbed the outline of this big fucking dick right there
with me facing him and said, “You know, he does have a fucking
huge cock, which I am sure you most definitely figured he did and
was the biggest of your ahem, little worries....She also made reference
to his feet with a lick of her lips.
She wasn't licking because she wanted his feet. She knew that after
displaying the big cock...the little man would be smelling some
big feet. I could tell that's where she was going and Michelle too.
Apparently there is an unwritten rule that is out there. IF you
are identified as smaller in dick and small in frame. You are subject
to the feet of any man that knows this of you. It's a god-given
right--The well-endowed strong male will have his feet smashed onto
any lesser man. And if that weren’t bad enough, women love
to see this domination. Making another man smell the feet of a well-endowed
man is super sexy to them. It fits those lucky alpha male types
who have attitude both in action and in their jeans.
After the those words spilled from her mouth, Jason, the thick bodied
and cocked man looked right at me and said in a loud voice, "I
heard you have a little dick!" Just as he said that my girl
grabbed tighter around the stud and was feeling and tracing the
outline of his huge cock, which was already established by a girl
who knew the guy. Michelle, Jason's buddy, and my girl were all
just soaking the embarrassment up. Michelle knew exactly how to
make me pay.
I could see it in her devious eyes. She knew I was just waiting
for her start the punishment. She huddled up with the others again
and they all nodded in agreement to whatever she had suggested...especially
Jason...he already had my girl all over him telling how little my
dick is. He looked at me and came a grabbed me by my neck and brought
me to the huddle. "Your woman wants us too make you pay. You
pissed off my friend, cheated on your woman, and I am gonna do it
because I can!" By now my girl and Michelle are getting all
hot, you could almost see the wetness from the was about to happen.
Michelle looked at my girl and said" tell your man what he's
gonna do!"
My girl grabbed onto the two hot guys and said "your gonna
get dropped onto your knees on the concrete and kiss big fucking
cock. First you're gonna get slapped and dropped and kiss the dick
of the stud who's gonna kick your ass, and fuck me in your bed while
you he's swiping the sweat of his feet on your face...right Jason?
Then, too bad for you and your runny mouth because then you're gonna
kneel to Martin...the good looking white boy with a big dick too!"
You shouldn’t have talked shit, because he is gonna slap the
stupid out of you with his big white boy cock!" Martin blurted
immediately and said "your gonna choke on my dick in front
of your woman and two others...teach you to try and run that little-dicked
mouth of yours again! Now the only running of your mouth will be
on my dick and my feet!"
The word feet just seemed to take everyone to another level. Michelle
knew this, she had obviously been here before and enjoyed to the
sight of a little man dropped to his knees and kiss cock and smell
feet. I knew she couldn’t wait to see me dropped outside.
She kept looking at me and making sniffing gestures and kisses.
Jason's cock was now bulging, Martin's was ready to bust through
his jeans, and Michelle and my girl were now visibly wet and rubbing
their pussies in eager anticipation of this rightful humiliation.
All this was happening right next to the pool table and in earshot
of anyone who was paying attention.
God I hoped nobody else had heard what was just said. Michelle laughs
again and says, "Oh yeah we forgot to tell you that your gonna
smell, lick, and suck the feet of both studs who drop you. When
you are forced to kiss a another man's big dick, you belong down
under that man and his sweaty feet."
With this said, Jason grabbed my girl, put his other massive hand
around my neck and dragged me outside with Michelle Martin right
behind him. "Which one is your car little man?" He choked
me even harder and dragged me like I was a rag doll to my car and
threw me up against it, slapped me stingingly hard and told me to
get on my knees. By this time they all were surrounding me while
I was shoved down to the pavement and had a massive hand force my
head into his crotch.
They all looked on with that extreme erotic daze, including my woman
who was rubbing her wet pussy fast and licking her lips.
"UNBUTTON MY JEANS YOU LITTLE BITCH" Jason said and slapped
me again.
"PULL OUT MY BIG DICK AND HOLD IT LIKE YOU LOVE IT!" I
did as he said and felt the huge warmth that was going to make me
look like a twig after he fucked my girl ruthlessly.
"NOW KISS IT...RIGHT ON THE HEAD. PUCKER YOUR LIPS LIKE A LITTLE
COCKSLUT!" Just I as I pursed my lips he grabbed his huge cock
and shoved it as far in my mouth as he could.
I could feel it in my stomach..."TASTE MY DICK BOY, TASTE WHAT'S
GONNA FUCK YOUR WOMAN SILLY WHILE YOU SMELL MY BIG FEET! SHE TOLDME
YOU LIKE FEET YOU LITTLE BITCH...SO YOU ARE ONLY GONNA SMELL AND
WISH YOU HAD A BIG DICK TO MAKE ME LICK AND SUCK YOUR FEET! Never
gonna happen!" My girl just kept massaging the outline of this
stud.
Jason stepped back and laughed while he let my girl put his big
dick back into his pants. Michelle immediately brought Martin up
and undid his jeans for him and pulled his thick cock out and slapped
me over and over while Martin just looked down at me with his arms
crossed and evil grin.
"YOUR GONNA SUCK MY COCK YOU FUCK...SUCK LIKE YOUR A LITTLE
COCK HUNGRY FAGGOT. SUCK IT!!! SUCK IT...MATTER OF FACT YOUR GONNA
SUCK IT ALL THE WAY WHILE I DRIVE US TO YOUR HOUSE" I did as
he said seeing the ultimate power trip spinning in his mind. He
made me suck it while everyone got into my car and then shoved me
down to his sockless converse and made me kiss them, telling me
how ripe they're gonna be when he makes me clean them with my tongue.
Jason and my woman were making out in the back seat while Michelle
shoved me down to martin's dick barking insult after insult. He
made suck it strait for the twenty-minute drive to my house. He
made sure to let me know that he didn’t cum all in my mouth
because Jason was gonna do that first at the side of my bed when
he was done ripping my woman’s pussy apart and making her
scream like never before. He also kept telling about his sockless
converse, and how I would be smelling them clean while my woman
was being sent into epileptic orgasm from a man who was way more
endowed than me. Feet, Cock, and Drinks...that’s what Michelle
laughed about all the while I was in Martin's lap and had this big
cock in my mouth...all this of course happening while my girl and
Jason are in the back making out and laughing.
We all went into the house and I was ordered to fix drinks and go
to my room and wait and the feet of my bed naked. I could here all
the talk of how hot this was. Dominating a man with two studs right
outside a bar and against my car. I was totally humiliated and they
loved every second of it. If Jason and my girl wouldn’t have
been in such a hurry, I 'm sure martin would have made me take off
the converse and kiss the tan tops and lick the soles of his big
12's.
Not too long after I knelt at the foot of my own bed did Jason and
my woman come in. He made me take off all his clothes except his
socks, and then made my undress my woman who couldn’t keep
her eyes off that big cock. She said I needed to lick his huge cock
to get it lubed for her pussy which was used to my little dick...Jason
loved this and just ran with it in insults.
I licked him slick and went to his feet, pulled his socks off, and
was smothered in feet...only the vinegar smell of this studs manly
feet hardly smashed in my face was my sensation while my girl rode
him and screamed forever. He made her feel like I never had or could.
Her pussy was filled with a thick long dick. I was so jealous and
they both knew it. Whenever he changed positions, he made me too,
so I could be constantly smelling his feet. Just like Martin had
predicted, Jason he pulled his cock out of my woman after her seizure
climaxes and began to shoot thick hot cum all over my face, in my
mouth, and then she grabbed it and stroked the rest of it into my
face and onto his feet. With her own volley of humiliations.
Jason got up, threw me out of my room, and slammed the door laughing.
Martin and Michelle asked what it was like to be put down like that
and proceeded to humiliate me with Martins feet and big dick all
night long. He totally got off on what he could do to another man
in front of a hot chick.
He came in my mouth the rest of the night. I woke up the next morning
with my woman teasing me and laughing cuz I had to sleep with martin's
long dick in my mouth. She told me matter-of-factly that was going
to happen many times again whenever big-dicked studs rolled up.
I had just became a footboy to two men. I made them breakfast, washed
their cocks and feet and just slapped by both as they left my house
and their foot smell on my breath.
Michelle finally got up and made me kiss her feet and said She knew
lot's of studs and that the next time I saw her would be in my office
downtown, underneath my desk smelling feet while my girl was fucked
on my desk.
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