The Day Luck Was Horny
by Grathness

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Trey closed the door, entering the apartment, his shaggy blond hair was glued to his forehead from working out.

"I'm back!" He called into the apartment, waiting for an answer.

"All right." Kody called back, his attention still glued on the tv.

"Whatcha watching?" Trey asked, peeling off his drenched grey muscle shirt, revealing his toned stomach glistening with sweat.

"Oh, just a random movie that's on." Kody said, his eyes moving to stare at Trey's shoes.

Out of fear of being called weird, Kody harbored a secret deep inside him: he had a foot fetish. He had no idea when this fascination developed or if he had been born with it. Usually when he happened to catch sight of Trey's bare feet, Kody's dick stirred with excitement. And instead of his usual question "What is that smell?" when the stench from Trey's sweaty feet hits Kody's nostrils, he merely hummed quietly in pleasure.

Initially the new reaction freaked him out and sent him into countless hours of self-questioning that only resulted in a headache. He figured as long as he could control himself, there would be no need to be alarmed about his desires. Most people had one fetish or another. His just happened to be feet.

He was quickly snapped out of his reverie once the Trey's feet, covered in black ankle socks, slowly removed themselves from the cave called shoes.

"Hey Kody, how about we play a card game?"

The short haired red head just glared at Trey; he looked so innocent and adorable that Kody sighed and decided to go along with it.

"All right, how do we play?"

"It's a betting game. Whoever picks the highest card wins and has to do whatever the winner says. And you gotta do it no matter what okay?"

"Okay…"

Kody picked a card from the deck, believing that he had just an equally chance of winning as Trey. He turned his card around and had to fight back a beaming smile at seeing a Queen. He already started planning out all the various things he would make Trey do if he won. They began innocently enough but quickly escalated into some of most erotic things he could think of, causing an embarrassed pink blush. But those fantasies came crashing down upon hearing his friend's voice.

"A King! Awesome! What did you get?"

Kody gasped to answer, still in disbelief that he lost. If there was such a thing as a weaver of fate, that person was clearly against him.

Trey's face lit up at seeing his victory and he threw the deck into the air, cards fluttering down like butterflies. Kody rolled his eyes at Trey's little showboating but wasn't at all surprised. Trey did have a tendency to get quite showy when he won something.

"Okay…what do I have to do?"

Trey smirked and responded "Give me a foot massage."

"Ew! No way! You've been sweating all day so your feet stink…more than usual that is." Kody answered.

"Come on, K. You lost the bet so…" Trey waved a foot in the air for effect and in the end, Kody didn't have any choice.

He had lost the bet so he would take whatever was thrown at him. He could only hope that he wouldn't get carried away and expose his secret.

"Fine. But I'm not gonna be doing this for very long!" he spat before he got down on the ground and sat in front of his friend.

The odor of Trey's socks wasn't a particularly pleasant one and but Kody felt drawn to it.

His hands firmly massaged Trey's right foot, making his brother sigh in relief.

"Wow Kody, you're really good at this…" Trey said happily, making Cody blush a little.

His fingers seemed to be magic, hitting all the right spots on Trey's feet that made him feel like melting right then and there. He wondered if Kody had telepathy that gave Kody such knowledge about his feet.

In actuality, Kody had imagined this very scenario so many times that he had intuitively imagined all the most pleasurable spots on his friend's feet. He would have to write it off as more than just coincidence that those spots manifested themselves in reality.

Kody then moved over to the left one and took a little more time to pleasure both Trey and himself. He paid attention to the gaps between the toes and even took a few sniffs, inhaling the addictive scent. Trey was loving every single second of Kody's massage, his mind beginning to wander into a ecstatic haze.

"Kody…use your tongue now…"

"What?" Kody said aloud, trying his best to sound a little disgusted.

"I won the bet, didn't I?" Trey said breathily.

Kody smiled to himself, knowing that he had an excuse to continue. He lost the bet and so he was bound to Trey's control.

"Well…I did lose the bet…" Kody said happily.

Kody leaned in and sucked on the big toe of Trey's left foot. Instinctively, he moaned quietly around it, his whole body trembling with excitement. He could vehemently deny deriving any pleasure from this, chalking his actions up to his bound duty to accept the consequences of losing a dare but he was absolutely elated. The taste of Trey's sock alone was like ambrosia to him, a flavor more potent and more savory than any other in the entire universe.

He had a sort of out-of-body experience, watching himself pleasure his taste-buds under the pretense of innocently giving his friend a foot massage. Kody would definitely pass out from embarrassment if somebody had walked in at that very moment. His foot fetish was at the bottom of a barrel of secrets but that one in particular had him the most fearful. He didn't want to be called "sick" or "perverted" so he had to bury his desire as far as it would go. But at the moment, he couldn't care less about anything else but the magnificent taste in his mouth. It was a mixture of sweat and something more, something natural that sent his hormones on fire. It was the natural taste of Trey.

As Kody continued to suck on Trey's toes, the pleasured boy gasps soon grew into moans. Secretly, Trey was fully aware of Kody's foot fetish and had been for quite some time now. He could recount every small detail about his discovery on that day. After watching a movie Kody had been too scared to sit all the way through, he quietly tip-toed back into his room.

Upon gently pushing open the door to Kody's bedroom, he saw Kody hunched on his bed, the most sensuous sounds spilling from his mouth. Trey instantly hardened at the sight, silently stepping forward just enough to get a better look at what his friend was doing. His eyes widened at recognizing his one shoe buried in Kody's face the, other housing his friend's undoubtedly hard member. Trey was turned on, watching his friend pleasure himself to his shoes. He had been doing a lot of running and had chosen not to wear socks that day so they must have been sweatier than usual. Shifting to feel more of that delicious friction, Trey slowly forced himself away to give Kody his privacy before rushing to the bathroom to relieve himself, swimming in thoughts of his friend.

Since then, Trey couldn't help but indulge himself by peeking in on Kody, always hoping to see a similar show like that day. His little peeping explorations were nothing compared to this, the feeling of having his younger friend pleasuring him. He knew just as well as Kody that his friend would deny enjoying this but he also knew just as well that Kody had never been more satisfied in his entire life.

The incoherent sounds leaping off of Trey's tongue became Kody's name, repeated over and over as if he was praying to some heavenly figure. Kody's cock burned at hearing Trey call his name like this, tinged with lustful appetite and desperation. He was growing more confident as he sucked on Trey's toes, moistening the sock and gently rocking his hips upward in electric friction. Underneath the socks were Trey's bare feet and Kody's head began to roam at the thought of having the true taste of his friend on his mouth.

Those bare feet were the center of innumerable fantasies that had temporarily rendered his mind into a lustful wasteland. During those times, the air seemed to be thick and heavy so that every breath he took filled his lungs with Trey. There was nothing else around him and nothing else was required. Lust kept him company, coating his fingers as he stroked himself, body tingling in erotic rhapsody. It was more than just horniness taking over; it was a longing feeling, an insatiable appetite for Trey that could only be appeased in one manner. He pulled off the white socks and upon being close enough to inhale that powerful fragrance, he knew he had found his miracle.

Before Kody would lean in to lick his feet, Trey said "Wait K…sit on the couch…"

Kody's eyes couldn't keep up with all the movements that seemed to happen in a matter of seconds. He couldn't keep his eyes on Trey's skillful hands or the clothes that fell to the floor at a seemingly impossible speed. His head was spinning when the movements stopped and the only article of clothing between the two of them was Trey's light blue briefs. He finally was brought back to reality when Trey lifted up his foot with a smile on his face. Looking deep into his eyes, it was clear that Kody's secret had been understood and had been that way for some time now. Yet, he couldn't have cared less. He didn't care how Trey figured it out, whose fault it had been or even when it had happened. Wrapping his tongue around the warm toes, his mind could only feel searing pleasure.

Kody continued sucking on Trey's toes, moaning loudly around them as Trey pressed his free foot against Kody's bare length. What Kody believed was an innocent request for a foot massage after a long day had quickly transformed into the center of his most vivid fantasies. With Trey's bare foot sliding up and down his weeping length, Kody's body was filled to the brim with indescribable sensations. Trey earned a particularly loud mewl when he gently rubbed his big toe against Kody's balls.

Trembling in euphoria, Kody's tongue journeyed through the gaps between Trey's toes as if he was exploring the ridges of a canyon. His tongue became familiar with the most sensitive spots, the places that had Trey moaning his name so sensuously. He committed them to memory, hoping that this wouldn't the first and last time to need that knowledge.

The fire in his groin danced wildly, thrashing against his body in yearning voracity. Moaning around Trey's toes, Kody shuddered as his essence came squirting out across his friend's bare foot. He didn't even have a chance to recognize the approaching peak himself. Everything happened so quickly that he felt a little light-headed and he was in love with the sensation.

He lifted the wet foot and lapped up his seed like a kitten would milk. The entire time, he saw Trey's flushed face and the erection pressing against his underwear, threatening to tear the fabric at the wet spot. It had become wholly apparent that this was more than just a dare. Trey opened his mouth to speak but the only thing to escape was a sigh of relief that had been held prisoner in the wet jail cell. Despite not carrying any word, it communicated everything that Trey had intended to say and Kody understood perfectly.

Trey watched his blue briefs fly across the room, seeming to dance on the air before falling to the ground so delicately. Before he could turn his head back to his friend, his body was filled with a new sensation.

"Ah! Kody!" he shouted, his voice echoing between the familiar walls.

Kody smashed his lips against Trey's, both in the effort of shutting him and tasting him. This time, he was in control of the kiss and surprised both Trey and himself at his forcefulness. With Trey drowned in the wetness, Kody began bucking his hips forward, the initial thrusts much sharper than he had intended. But Trey was moaning into his mouth so fervently that he knew his pace wasn't painful.

Trey's prostate was given the most pleasurable assault, each impact making his body writhe in rapture. He had never once thought of Kody ever being the one inside of him but he was already in love with the position.

Trey clawed his red haired friend's back, digging his fingernails into the flushed skin with every particularly powerful thrust. His body was tingling, Kody swallowing every single moan that fled from his body. Stars dotted across his vision and burst as the fire inside consumed him. Breaking the kiss by throwing his head back, he cried out Kody's name and splattered his seed all across their bodies.

The sudden wetness as well as the new rapid constrictions around his member pushed Kody over the edge. Gasping out the blond's name and digging his fingernails into the soft flesh of his friend's ass, Kody bucked forward and covered Trey's insides with cum.

After both of them had a moment to catch their breath, they repositioned themselves. Kody gently slid out and blushed at the sight before him. He saw the red crescent moon-shaped marks caused by his fingernails and cum quietly oozing from his friend's hole, now trickling down his thighs. Curiously, he leaned forward and stuck his tongue against the sensitive ring of muscle, making Trey shudder. Kody delved his tongue inside and began feeling around his friend's insides, tasting his own seed.

"Kody…stop…I'm gonna…I'm gonna…" Trey attempted to warn but his cries seemed to fall on deaf ears.

Arching his back, he experienced a second orgasm that was smaller than the first but still very much prominent judging from the fresh wet stains spotting the couch. Kody embarrassedly pulled out his tongue and the two friends sat on the couch, neither one knowing what to say.

Eventually, Kody turned his head and smiled at Trey, breaking the silence.

"What do you say we make another bet?"

"You know, I'm just gonna win again." Trey answered smiling.

"That's okay…I think we'll both win." Kody smirked.