25 Year-Old god
by John Friend

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I am 25 years old and I am beyond good looking. I have a perfect body and a pair of perfect, size 10 feet to go with it. I have a golden, bronze tan all over my body and I would say its fair to say that I am like a God.

I love the feeling I get when I force people to service my feet. The power I feel is intense. I can remember my first experience of dominating a boy with my feet and I promise you this is a true story. I was about 15 - 16 years old and me and my friend Matt were walking home from high school. We were about 2 miles away and we went the longer way through the park. It was pretty empty as their was only a young boy and his dad playing on the swings and an elderly woman walking her dog through the park.

We were walking on the outskirts of the park just talking about the usual men stuff - we are both straight - when Matt suddenly shouted "Watch out!" I had no idea what he was talking about and looked at him puzzled. He then got onto his knees and started looking in the dirt where I had just walked.

I asked him what he was looking for and he told me that I just stood on a small lizard creature. I didn't really care about it even though I did not intend to do it, and told Matt to drop it. He said that it was sick just to tread on a small defenseless animal like that and that I wouldn’t like it to be done to me. I then told him that I was too big for anyone to do that to me and if they tried I would do it to them but kill them. Matt disagreed and said that I could never do that to anyone because I have a "gentle nature".

I became quite defensive at this point and said to Matt that I was not afraid to tread on anyone ever. Matt still didn't believe me and told me to prove it. I was a bit lost for words as I didn't know how I was going to prove it when I told him to "lie on the ground then so I can trample you!" Matt just laughed and tried to shrug it off and said that he didn't want to do it. I started to taunt him and called him names. Suddenly I then put my hand around his neck and pushed him to the ground. I did not know what I was doing but then I picked up my right foot and put it on the back of his head and forced it into the mud. I then stood up and put my other foot on his back.

Matt was now officially my ground as I was standing full weight on him. He struggled a little but I kept him under control as I started laughing about the situation he was in. I jumped off and rolled him over as I kicked him with a reasonable amount of force onto his back. He was shocked and was about to get up when I stomped down on his throat. He struggled and tried to push my foot of him. I then told him who was the boss and was not afraid to trample on someone and with that I stood onto his chest with my feet side by side. He told me to get off but I bent down and looked into his eyes and said "I'll get off when I want and stop complaining!"

I then put one foot on the right half of his face but he turned his head and wriggled free. As he got up we both couldn't believe what had just happened and we both walked home and promised to forget about everything. And nothing was spoken about it for some time but I loved the feeling I had as he lay defenceless under my feet.

The next week I saw Matt in school and he was talking to a few of my friends, who were his as well, and I walked up to them. I had no idea if Matt had told them or not but asumed he hadn't as no-one spoke about it. As the day droned on I couldn't wait to get home and as Matt was staying behind to practice for wrestling I was going to walk home alone when Jamie said he was walking home in my direction and would like to walk with me. I thought nothing of it but as we walked he kept dropping hints about feet and standing on things for example he asked me what it would be like to be a dance floor or a trampoline.

I soon caught on to what he was on about and asked if he would like what happened to Matt to happen to him. I figured out that Matt had told him and I was willing to do it to him. Jamie looked surprised but a hint of excitement lit his eyes. He said he has wanted nothing more than to be dominated by my feet and although it felt weird - him talking about my feet and me trampling him - I really wanted to trample him as well.

We got to my home and went straight up to my room. It was a huge room with a pin-ball table and arcade machine, and a massive en-suite. Jamie sat on the side of the bed and looked nervous.

He asked what was going to happen and although I had no idea myself yet I thought that improvisation would be good. I told him to take of the bag and kneel on the floor. He did this and I sat on the side of my bed facing away from the door and towards the window. I told Jamie to lie on his back and he did this. He never spoke but just complied with my orders. Whatever I said he done without question and this gave me a great sense of power. I lifted up both my school shoes and planted them both in his face. He enjoyed this and moved them around a bit but then he started pulling down on the top of my feet and I assumed that he wanted me to press down so I did. He kept pulling down so I eventually stood up with both my feet in his face.

I managed to keep my balance and enjoyed doing this. I stepped onto his body and turned around to look at his face. There were red marks from where I had just stood and he looked up at me and wanted more. I asked him what he wanted and he told me bare feet in his face. I thought nice idea and took of one of my shoes while still standing on him. I put my socked right foot onto his face and pressed down hard just as my bedroom door opened.

My father was at the door and walked in a few feet. Jamie was hidden by the bed as he was lying on the floor and I just stood there and asked my dad what he wanted. I was petrified that he would find out but just asked what I wanted for tea but I told him that I would go to the chip shop later. He then left and I continued to trample on Jamie. I took the other shoe of and stood full weight on his face for about ten minutes and then stepped off him.

He looked sad but then I sat on the side of the bed and took my socks of revealing my bare feet to Jamie. He was astonished as he looked at his masters feet. I told him to worship them and give my feet a great service with his face and he did. I sat back and relaxed as his face lay under both my feet worshipping them. I was in heaven and I just kicked back and watched some telly.

A lot more happened that night but we both promised that we would never mention that again and I think I owe it to Jamie to keep this a secret as he is thoroughly ashamed of what he did and it was nothing sexual or gay.

I have had many other experiences from men in their 40s begging me to trample them to a 15 year old wanting me to let him smell my feet and rub them in his face. I was fine with everything that I was doing in my free time, and was very happy as well as making other people happy, that is until I ran into Lewis one day who offered me $500 dollars to do this role play with him. The sort of trampling I done that day and what happened most people have never even thought about and I hadn't either until it happened and it is all on tape as well. The tape gives me the privilege of watching it over and over again and seeing what a God I am.

All will be revealed in the second part of "25 Year Old god"