Moving: Part 2 - The Cable Guy
by Indyfootgu

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It had had been a few days since the movers had gone, and here I was stuck at the new place on a Saturday waiting for the cable guy to show up.

I guess I was lucky to get a Saturday appointment; they were going to install the phone, cable and internet all at the same time and had warned me that it would take a few hours to get it all done. The guy was to be at the house between 12-2 and at around 2:30 I was getting worried. I called into the office and was told he was running late but would get here today. About 4 pm I heard a truck drive up, and there he was climbing out of his truck, one of the hottest looking guys I had ever seen. He was at least 6 feet 6 inches from his dark black hair to the bottom of his boots. In the standard cable uniform of red shirt, tan shorts and lace up work boots cover what looked like size 14 feet.

As he walked up to the door I could see he had been working a while based on how hot and sweaty he looked. Not to mention how tired he appeared to be, he apologized for being late and told me the last job had taken longer than planned. He came in to check out where I need to have the computer and TV hooked up and went out to his truck to get his equipment.

I had tried to be ready for him, the TV was pulled away from the wall, and the computer was all set up it just needed the modem. I was looking forward to getting cable, I had been watching my foot videos for the last couple nights since the movers left, and while watching Cat worship a guys feet or tickle them has always been all I needed to get off, I was ready for a movie or some of the TV shows I like.

Well after about an hour the cable guy knocked on the door and told me he had everything done outside, and can do the inside connections. He looked so hot and tired I asked if he would like some tea or a soda? While I went to get him his drink he started working on the computer, my cell rang about this time and while I wasn’t on the call long, by the time I had got done and was walking back into the room I saw he was finishing hooking up the TV.

As he moved the TV stand back to the wall a few of my videos fell off the shelf, before I could stop him he picked them up, looked at the titles and put them back on the self. I quickly announced I had his soda and tried to draw his attention away from the videos and invited him to sit down and enjoy his drink. While he was sitting there, he was working on his paper work and then gave me the bad news. He had the TV and computer working, but it was too late to get the phone working today and they would have to come back out on Monday to do it.

Now I was screwed and not in a good way. I had to start the new job on Monday and calling off so I could wait for the cable company was not in my plans. When I asked why he could get it done today he told me it takes 2-3 hours to get line activated, and I was his last job of the day and he was done working an hour ago. I asked if there was any way he could get it done today as I had to be at work on Monday and would do anything to get the job finished.

He settled back in the club chair he was sitting on and said well it could be done still tonight, but that it would take a while for the activation to go though and he would just be forced to sit at my house and wait. I told him that was fine with me, and since the cable was working he could relax and watch some TV and I could get him a snack, whatever it takes to get the job done, I was willing to do.

He smiled and said well since you willing to do whatever it takes, let me hook it up and call it in.

It took another 30 minutes to get the basic install work done and I heard him call in the activation. I was in the kitchen unpacking when I heard him call me into the living room. When I walked in he was back in the club chair and just looked at me and said I could use another soda and why don’t you get me that snack. I hurried to carry out his request and when I brought the try back into the room I noticed he had moved the foot stool closer to the chair he was in and was watching TV.

I set the tray down on the table next to him, and told him I would be unpacking and to yell if he needed anything at all. I was just about to the kitchen door when he said, there was something he needed and when I turned to look his smile told me things were about to change.

He just looked at me and said come over here now. I walked back and as I got close he said kneel down so I can talk to you, I’m not sure why I followed his orders so quickly, I like role play and all and being the submissive was not anything new to me, but this wasn’t planned play with a partner this was a married guy, based on the ring on his finger, telling me to kneel at his feet.

As I looked up to him he said I noticed your videos when I was hooking up the TV, so you like feet boy? I wasn’t sure how to respond, and before I could say anything he laughed and told me not to deny it, he had also checked my computer and seen the pictures of me licking a guys feet. He just smiled and said I have never had a foot slave before, but since I am stuck here for the next few hours and my feet are killing me in these boots I am going to let you worship my feet slave.

This was going too far, and I started to get up and said thanks but it was really just kind of something I did for fun, and I wouldn’t feel comfortable. He just put his boot up on the foot stool and said, your choice, worship my feet fag or I cancel the order and I am out of here. I couldn’t believe he was going to force me to work on his feet; I reminded him the order was already started and he would be out of there soon. The second boot went up on the ottoman and with a sneer he said listen foot fag, you said you would do whatever it took to get the install done, I have some hot sweaty sore feet that have been in boots for 12 hours and I am stuck here for at least 2 more hours doing you a favor. Now get on your fucking knees and worship my feet or I am out of here and all your services will be turned off until I feel like coming back and you will be working on my feet anyway before I hook you up.

There was something about the way he barked the orders but god I was fucking hard and ready to blow a load just thinking about those big feet in boots for 12 hours. I kneeled down and started to unlace the boot and he kicked my hands away, and said first you will kiss the boots and beg for the privilege of taking them off and getting to worship my feet. I started kissing both of his boots and asking if I could please take off his boots and worship his hot manly feet, I don’t know what came over me, but I was into the sub role big time. Before I know what came over me I was begging, please sir may I remove your boots and sniff our smelly socks and kiss them sir, he asked what else I wanted to do? I said sir I want to remove your socks and kiss and lick your bare feet, I want to suck your and massage your tired feetsir. After having me beg for 20 minutes he told me to unlace his boots, once again my hands were kicked away and I was told use your teeth foot fag as he laughed. I got the first one unlaced and loosed and the next thing I know he pushed my face down on the ottoman and use my head to pull the boot off, as it slid off his foot his sweaty white work socks slide down my face and came to rest with my face in the bottom of his foot. I lay there and sniffed and enjoyed the ripe musty smell for a few minutes before he told me to get the other boot off. After he used my head to pull the second boot off, both smelly white socks were place in my face. He then kicked the foot stool away and told me to lie on the floor, soon both feet where resting on my face as he watch TV.

Before long I was told to get his socks off with my teeth, I sat up and got my teeth around the top of the sock and worked it down to his heel, then with bottom of his foot resting on my face I worked the sock over the heel and up his foot, and lastly I put his toes in my mouth and got the sock in my teeth and pulled it off his foot. I was ordered to lick his foot clean and this point and spent the next 20 minutes licking from heel to toe and sucking every toe clean. I ran my tongue between each toe, removing the sweat and lint of the day.

About this time his cell rang, and I heard him give a couple more numbers and as I sucked his big toe, my house phone rang. He looked down at me with his toe in my mouth and said you have phone service. I took his foot and set it down and said thank you sir. I started to get up and he started laughing and the other foot in the smelly white sock came up to my face and pushed me back down, with that he said you’re not done yet fag, clean my other foot.

I again worked the sock off with my teeth and spent the next half hour working on his other foot, licking it clean, massaging and kissing both of them. He then told me to get a basin and some soap and water, when I brought it back I was told to wash his feet as he wasn’t going home with my saliva on his feet. I cleaned each foot, dried them and put his socks on and laced up his boots. At this point I was so ready for him to leave, not because I hadn’t loved being his foot slave, but if I didn’t jack off soon I was going to die.

AS he got to the door he stopped and turned around, one look and he could see I had enjoyed being his foot slave, as his glaze came back up to my face he said, we have a problem. I asked what was wrong and he said, my wife is gone tonight and won’t be home till Monday. I wasn’t sure why he was telling me, so I asked why that is a problem. He just looked at me and said, your good at sucking toes boy and got me horny, with my wife gone I have no one at home to suck me off tonight. So I guess it’s your lucky day, you’re going to take care of my cock like you did my toes, with that he shut the door and lead me to my bedroom, where he said on the bed and said this time you can use your hands to take off my boots and socks, I don’t want to waste time before you sucking my dick. I had those boots off in nothing flat and pulled both socks off at once.

When he stood up I undid the tool belt and let it drop and got his shorts off him and had my lips locked around his long hard dick before he could sit back down. Now it was my turn to show him what I could do, and why it takes another man to really know how to give a blow job, I had him shooting his load in less than 4 minutes. Usually I like to go slow and let them really enjoy the service, but with him every time he told he to slow now he wasn’t ready to cum yet I just went faster and had him blowing in no time.

He was starting to pull up his shorts when I walked back into the room after grapping a couple beers; I pushed him back down on the bed and said what your hurry is. As he started to tell me he needed to get home, I reminded him the wife won’t be home to Monday and we may just see how many times you can cum between now and then. He looked a little nervous at this and said, the blow job was the best I ever had but I’m not sure I want to do more then get sucked off.

I told him that was fine I was going to suck him all night ever time he was ready, he liked the idea of that, but asked don’t you want anything, with that I said yes, so lay back on the bed and put those big smelly feet in my face. I grabbed his ripe socks and while he rested his feet on my chest, I put the socks back on his big feet then snuggled my face into those smelly socks and j/o till I had one of the best organism of my life.

We had a great weekend and let’s just say I have some of the best cable service in the area, and I get regular checks on my service level from my very own cable guy.