New Years With Blake
by AussiePup

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Well that was a bunch of shit. I thought as I marched out of the beach club. New Years could be such a drag in Australia, unless you were in the city, but if you were as unfortunate to be in a small town like me you got NOTHIN!

My names Marco De Sciera, I'm half Italian half white Australian, my family came out here from Italy a few generations back blah blah blah you know the story.

Anyway I'm 18 now, have one of those genetic tans us Italians have, black hair, dark brown eyes and a fit body I guess...well I do work out a lot so I'm allowed to say that. And I absolutely adore feet, I love them. I love to tickle them and lick them and suck the toes and well...you get the picture. But if you live in a small town like me you'll know that feet enthusiast are hard to come by. So that's why I did what I did on New Years 2006. It was a pretty big risk but it definitely paid off in the end, and keeps on paying to this day I guess.

Anyway back to me walking out of the beach club, I was so not going to stay for New Years in that hole for another three hours. So I found myself walking to my car in the dark. Now right next to the car park was a kids playground, I wouldn't even have given the place a second glance had I not heard what sounded like a snort/groan coming from the bushes near there. I stopped fumbling my keys and went over to investigate. Just as stepped over the little pathway and onto the hill going into the playground there he was. The man I would come to know as Blake Harrison. Man he was hot. He was 20 but a young 20. Still fresh faced and had the voice of a 17 year old. Oh he was to die for. Blonde hair that flopped around his face, it was that blonde those surfers get. Handsome, chiseled yet slim face, long neck, hard, chiseled torso. Muscular legs with beautiful size 12 feet on the end.

At the time I didn't even know the man, but it was quite clear he had drunk way too much and had passed out. I hesitated, should I? Shouldn't I?

I decided I should and advanced towards this cute plaything. He was lying in some bushes so we were pretty well hidden from anyone, and besides it was dark and most people were drunk and inside the club. I knelt down beside him and poked him in the ribs, I got a "fwwwaort yanooowwm eh?" good half responsive, I was hoping to pleasure him at first then when he came to he'd enjoy it and maybe this could be the start of a wonderful friendship.

I placed my hand on his groin and rubbed. "Do you like that? I bet you do, don't you?"

"Mmmmm mmmeeemmhhh"

"Yeah how about we get these flip flops off?"

He was hard by now and so was I, but the best was yet to come. His feet!

I slipped of the thongs (that's what we call flip flops in Australia, I know weird) and took a whiff of his feet. Mmm not bad at all, not sweaty more like that clean foot smell mixed with the rubber of his flip-flop and the carpet of the club. This was going to be nice. I ran a finger up his foot. He flinched but didn't wake. Good. I sat upright and picked his foot up and held it in front of me, I snapped of a twig from a bush and proceeded to tickle his lovely foot.

"Ehheh ehheh eheh ahah ahah mmm wazzzzit? Haha eheh eheh eh eh heh heh"

He giggled a cute little boy giggle and wiggled his toes for me. I sent the twig into his toes, under the curves and down his arch, his foot scrunched up and arched back and rotated trying to stop the tickling. Putting down the twig I used my fingers to scrabble the middle of his foot.

"Mahahahaha hahahaha cmon hahahaha haha tickle hahahahahahah man hahah cmon mannnhahaha"

"This little piggy went to market, this little piggy stayed home, this little piggy had roast beef, and this little piggy had none. And thiiiiiiiis little piggy..." I wiggled his pinky toe with eagerness "weeeeeeent wee wee wee wee all the way home" I scrabbled my fingers down his foot.

"Hahahaha HA hahaha HAHAHA hahahahahah"

I decided time to give him a reward for being a good boy. I'd suck his cock. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his briefs and let his huge 10 incher flop out. Without hesitation I took him in my mouth and sucked on his shaft, his long, warm, smooth, hard shaft. I gripped it after it had gotten all wet and flicked his head with my tongue, making him arch his back and groan. He was fully erect and hot by now, as my head was going down again after about two minuets I felt a hand run through my hair, I looked up. With his eyes squeezed tight he lay back moaning. He was beginning to wake. I sat up and tickled his balls; he opened his eyes and looked at me with a confused expression.

"What the?" I didn't give him a chance to question I dived down and took his cock in my mouth and sucked so rigorously he came in my mouth and lay there gasping. I crawled up next to him and lay down. He looked at me "I'm Blake"

"I'm Marco...you have a nice cock" "Thanks haha you got a sweet mouth" I leaned over and kissed him, I was surprised when he stuck his tongue in but I let mine come right back and play with his. I leaned back and lay back down, looking at the stars.

"Hey I meant to ask,” said Blake "were you tickling my foot? Or was I dreaming that?"

I sat up and crawled down to his feet and picked up his left foot. I took his toes in my mouth, sucking and licking making the loudest noises. If it wasn't me doing the licking the slurping noises alone would have made me hard. Blake began to giggle and wiggle his other foot. Which really turned me on. I began to lick his foot from heel to toe, lapping constantly like a cat does with a bowl of milk. Though I think Blake’s foot was tastier. "Hey Blake!" I said stopping for a minuet. "I sucked your cock, will you do me a favour in return?" Blake nodded.

"Do something to my feet, anything you feel comfortable with, tickle, rub, and maybe even lick it?" I held up my foot still in its black shoe. I started to lap at his toes again as I watched him reluctantly remove my shoe, then my sock. He gingerly took my foot and placed it to his face. I thought he was sniffing it but I felt something warm and wet dart across the ball of my foot.

He was going to lick! As I sat enjoying his tasty arch with my tongue on his left foot my hand stroking his right he began to slowly suck my toes, his eyes eventually closed and he really got into it. There we sat. Licking, sucking and stroking. I occasionally giggled as his tongue tickled my toes and he would look at me and grin, he would jerk as my fingers roamed the wrinkles of his sole and I would often laugh at how cute I thought it was. Without warning he sprung from the ground and landed on top of me forcing me to lay back and tore off my pants.

I felt like saying careful those are expensive but couldn't be bothered. When he got to my cock he began to lick it, man how that tingled. From my groin outwards was this warm orgasmic feeling; he didn't suck it just yet. He just licked. Suddenly he took my cock in his mouth and sucked and sucked and sucked. I was moaning "Oh fuck, oh fuck. Blake oh fuck"

And Blake stopped only once to say "your cock tastes good" and the rest of the time all you could hear was "mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" as he took my hard cock. I hear the count down from the club. And I could feel my orgasm coming, feel it building in my cock, and feel it reaching to my ticklish toes.

FIVE

"Oh my god Blake …"

FOUR

"Aaaaah oh fuck"

THREE

"Oh GOD this feeeelss oh fuck yes!"

TWO

"Mmmmmm oooooooOOOOOOHHHHH BLAAAAAAAAAKE I LOVE YOU!!!!! OH

MY GOD I LOVE YOUR MOUTH!! OOOOOoOOOOOOH"

ONE!!!!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH AAH AH AHA AHAAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAH oh god oh yes. Ooh Blake. Oh that was so good. Oh my gosh."

"Happy New Year Marco" said Blake with a wicked grin on his face. He swiveled around so his foot was back up my end. He held up his foot to my face and wiggled his toes. Something jingled and I saw it was a key on a chain he'd put between his toes. It was a key to the resort across the road where he was staying.

"Happy New Years Blake" I took the key from out of his toes and looked hungrily at his foot. Blake laid back and I leaned forward.

Happy New Years indeed.