Servicing Andre's Feet
by Sam Coel

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Morning, I wake up and knock off the sheets, stretch and go to the kitchen to get breakfast.

My name is Sam Coel, I'm 19 years old and as long as I can remember, I've loved male feet. I live in a two bedroom apartment with my friend Andre, who I've known all through high school, he's about the same age as I am and I'm certain he knows that I'm gay, but he doesn't seem to mind it, so I suppose it's no problem for him. I love having Andre around because I've always had a thing for tan boys and his feet are a humongous bonus.

So I'm in the kitchen and as I'm making breakfast for the two of us, he comes out of his room wearing nothing but his boxers. This makes me incredibly hard and I do my best to hide the erection in my shorts as he rubs his eyelids. His tan size 11 feet capture my attention as they always do and I can't help but look at them for just about a few seconds.

"Good morning...", Andre said as he sat up to get his breakfast. "Morning..", I replied, "So I've got no plans today, you want to do something later?".

Andre was still drowsy and slowly replied, "No....I've..I've got plans, there's a kickboxing class at around 11:00 A.M., so I've got to be there early."

I served him his breakfast and just muttered, "Okay, then later, you up for doing something?", and he shook his head and began to dig into his food.

I began to eat silently as he finished his breakfast and he then made his way to his room to get dressed for this class. As I devoured the rest of my food, he came out of his room in black shorts, a thin white shirt, black shoes and a duffel bag in his hand. "I'm set, so I'll be gone for about a few hours, see you later.", he announced as he left.

As he made his way out the door, I made my way into the shower and showered as fast as I can because whenever he leaves the house, it always gives me an opportunity to smell his socks. It was 11:45 as I entered his room and luckily for me, he had his hamper filled with dirty socks. I quickly took out a pair of dirty socks and took them into my room, I started to sniff them and as I started to sniff them I pulled my cock out of my shorts and started rubbing myself faster and faster with each sniff. I quickly put one sock over my cock and I smelled the other as I touched myself. His smell was so sweet and when I finally got to licking the inside of his sock, I tasted where his salty toes were and I erupted in the other sock.

I stood there for a minute, still licking the inside of his sock while the last drips of my cum oozed into the other sock. When I was done with that it was about 12:13 P.M. I grabbed the rest of his dirty clothes and put them into the washing machine, set it on and started it up. I was still turned on and I was feeling really sneaky so I went into his room looking for any socks or underwear under his bed or anything that I could keep from him that he wouldn't know or care about, as I didn't want to stain any of the things in his clothes hamper.

The room was really messy, with papers all over his desk and his trash can, and several car magazines on his night table. I put my arm under the bed and felt something like a piece of paper and decided to pull it out. "Just another car magazine, right?", I thought as I pulled out the item. I took the item out and I saw something so unexpected: A book that had photos of men worshiping one another's feet.

I was shocked and as I inspected it, I noticed something familiar, one of the guys in the photos was Andre! I have never known that he was into the same thing I was into and this discovery made me stand up harder than before. The men in the picture also looked familiar, but I could not place names on them. I put the book back under the bed and made my way into the living room to waste time by watching television.

1:30 P.M., I decided to get myself some lunch since I was getting really hungry. As I ate, I kept thinking about that book that I found and was curious as to how to get Andre to fess up about his fetish. At that moment my phone rang and I answered it, "Hello?". It was Andre! "Yeah, Sam, I'm still at this class, I'll be back home in like an hour or so, okay?", he replied.

We spoke a little bit after that and he hung up, I sat back on the couch and dozed off for a while.

Something nudged me as I woke up and I quickly shot up from the couch and said, "Whattimeisit?". "Huh?", Andre said. It was Andre and he came back filled with sweat all over his shirt and running down his legs, he had black boxers on and a white shirt, but he had taken off his shoes and socks so the smell coming from his feet surrounded the room.

"Oh, it's you, man, hey, what time is it?" I asked once again. "It's about 5, seems that you fell asleep, I just got back home from the class and it was fantastic!", Andre said enthusiastically.

Andre began talking about how great the class was, even if it was a bit rough and I started asking him about the people there and if I was able to come by there sometime, he started telling me about the exercises done there. Then he said something that caught my attention.

"It was fun and all, but I'm really tired and my feet hurt a lot."

Yes! This is how I'm going to find out about his desires! I offered him a massage and he accepted it. He sat down on the couch and I sat on the other end, he extended his legs onto my lap (thankfully not touching my cock) and I extended my legs to his sides. I took his huge feet and started rubbing his soles with my thumbs, it was a pretty normal scene up until I heard light moans coming from him as I rubbed his soles. I rubbed harder and harder and the moans became louder and louder. I kept massaging his feet and I started to get turned on as he moaned from the massage.

"Oh yeah, Sam, keep massaging them, they hurt so bad when I walk and--oh, god, just don't stop!", Andre shouted. My fingers were moving as quick as ever and as I massaged him, the smell hit me right in the face and I was in bliss. Something caught my eye the minute that I started massaging each individual toe and that was Andre's cock. He got so turned on that his cock was coming out of the left pant leg of his boxers, he did not even take the time to get it away, instead, he just kept moaning and telling me to never stop doing what I was doing.

I got a bit of courage in me so I bent down to his feet and kissed one of his toes, then followed this by sucking on his big toe. "Whoa, whoa, buddy, hey, I didn't know you were into this stuff.", Andre cried as he started laughing. "Well I didn't know you've done this stuff before!", I replied as I continued sucking on his toes. "Wait a minute...", he said as he pulled his feet back, "You didn't go into my room did you?". I sat back up, pulling my legs back and kneeling on the couch.

"You know I did, otherwise I wouldn't know you like this stuff, you never told me about any of this, Andre, I mean, you've got to know I'm gay, right?", I confessed.

"I kind of thought you were when we started to get to know each other more, but yeah, those pictures were from a month or so ago, it's just a few guys I know that are into this foot fetish thing." Andre answered. "You know, I always had a thing for you, ever since high school, I mean, I'm not really straight, but I'm not that gay either."

He put his feet back on my lap and said, "Go ahead, suck and lick all you want, because we're going to have a lot of fun this afternoon!", and even before he finished that sentence, I brought both his legs up and began licking his ankles and then began licking and sucking the bottom of his feet. I licked my way up his soles and started moving my tongue around the balls of his feet. As I swirled my tongue around his feet, Andre took out his cock and started rubbing it while directly looking at me as if telling me that there was where I belonged, and I believed him. While I went up and started sucking on his toes, and putting most of them in my mouth, I looked at his cock and I would guess it was around 9 to 10 inches long, which made my hard on come busting out of my shorts.

"Let me help you with that...", Andre said. I sat back down and Andre pulled his legs back and pushed his right foot toward my crotch, feeling up my hard cock while touching himself at the same time. With his toes, he grabbed my zipper and pulled it down, revealing my 8 inch cock to him. He grabbed hold of my cock with his feet and started pumping it back and forth with his arches. I told Andre everything I wanted to tell him, "You know that I always had a thing for you too, every morning I see you walking out of your room barefoot and I want to get on my knees and kiss your feet, every time you take a shower or go out, I go into your room and take one of your socks into my room and bust my load into it.".

This only turned Andre on even more and he pumped my cock faster and faster until I came all over his legs. "That's it!", Andre screamed as the cum streamed down his legs. He quickly got up and pulled his shorts all the way down, took off his shirt and then led me to his room. I did the same and I took off my shorts and my shirt and got up on his bed. He reached under his bed and took the photos out and said, "In a few days, we should call these guys up for a real good time.

For now though, let's do something else.". He got on the bed and stood up, I knew what was going to happen, so I opened up my mouth and welcomed his manhood into its rightful place. "Aw yeah, take it.", he said as I did my best to take in all of his cock. He pushed forward and I licked around the sides of his dick as he moved in and out. He sped up and pushed and pulled faster and faster until he said, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" and he left his load in my mouth, I swallowed all of it and he sat down on the bed after seeing his best friend swallow his cum.

"You know I still want to do more, give me your feet!", Andre said as he grabbed one of my legs. "Hey, hey!" I shouted, "Only if you give me one of yours!". I took his feet and started kissing, licking and massaging his tan soles while he gave my feet the same service. He licked between my toes and amazingly, I still got hard, even after cumming twice today. I could feel he was getting hard too, as his cock occasionally hit against mine. His feet were dripping with saliva and the taste of his feet from that long class certainly was a plus to me.

He licked up every little thing between my toes and he would frequently go back and forth between licking my toes to kissing them. I told him to get back up and he asked me what I wanted him to do. I turned him around and asked him for a condom, "Top drawer on the night table.", I got it out and quickly put it on my cock. "Oh god, I remember Michael did this to me.", Andre said as he stuck his tan butt out. "Michael, he's one of the guys in that photo, right?", I asked. "Yeah!", Andre said as my hands gripped his cheeks. I grabbed my cock and pushed it into his asshole and started to push in and out in the same way I sucked on his cock. He giggled and moaned as I started slapping his cheeks, "I love this shit, we have to do this more often, Andre! This is as fun as whatever we were going to do!", I said as I fucked him. "Oh fuck yes, keep going, Sam, don't stop!".

I came and he could feel the warm cum in his asshole. I took my dick out of his ass and pulled the condom off, then threw it away into the trash. "Damn, Andre, you've made me cum twice today, three times if you count my little run in with your socks this morning.", I said smiling.

"Sam, we've got to call the guys today, set something up and see where it goes from there.", Andre said. I laid back on his bed, pulled the sheets out and just relaxed, Andre got in and started rubbing his feet over mine.

"Let's have dinner in a while, we'll call them afterward, and don't worry about the sleeping arrangements tonight, you know who you'll be sleeping with!", Andre said.