Roommate
Sole Snare
by Lee
Craig
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This is where our story begins.
Will was a new college student, white guy, 22 yo. , brown hair,
short, about 5' 8", kind of surfer looking. Starting a little
late in life, looking for a place and a roommate. He sees an ad
and responds. Getting directions to meet the roommate at the house.
He's surprised its a younger guy named Andy, also white, 18 yo.,
short brown hair, good build, 5' 11", wears Amber Crombie stuff.
He's friendly and the place is nice. They agree on rent and Andy
mentions he's gay and asks if it will be a problem. Will has no
problem with it. Will moves his stuff in and Andy helps out with
the big stuff and at one point injures his back lifting a dresser.
Will feels terrible, but Andy isn't worried about it.
Later after getting settled in Andy is resting in the recliner with
his feet up. His back hurts a lot more now and Will feels bad still.
Will sits down on the couch to watch the big screen in the living
room. He looks over at Andy and observes his recliner not facing
the tv, but rather facing the couch. What an odd placement. Will
offered the couch to Andy to watch tv, but Andy said no you go ahead
and enjoy the view as he was resting his back from earlier. He said
he was going to read a book and relax. Will said cool and began
to watch tv in the dim lit room.
As he watched tv, he could hear a whimpering coming from Andy as
he looked over, he was trying to pry his shoes off, but with his
feet. He tried to bend forward but his back hurt too bad to reach.
His shoes must have been tight cause he was really struggling. He
said, "God, man, my back!" as he continued to work his
shoes off inch by inch. Finally, pop! One shoe popped off his heel
and he kicked it off the rest of the way. Then he dug his socked
toes into the other shoe and pried it off too, it too making a gentle
popping sound. As soon as the other shoe dropped, Will got a look
at Andy's feet. Big, wide soles, large heel, and with a relaxing
wiggle he saw that Andy had miraculous long toes easily having their
way with the dirty socks waving them around and stretching them
over his toes. As he did this, Will realized he had been staring
at Andy's feet for quite a while witnessing the whole shoe removal.
Andy smiled at him and said," Good movie?" as he noticed
Will's long stare but thought nothing of it. "Uh, oh yeah,
great movie!" he felt stupid and embarrassed as he turned his
head to face the tv. Andy went back to his book, but the problem
was that his recliner and propped socked feet were pointed right
at Will. If he averted his eyes just a foot away from the screen,
he had a full view of Andy's big foot bottoms. He went on ignoring
this fact until Andy started to mindlessly, wave and wiggle his
long toes. Very slowly, scrunching and stretching his soles.
As Will tried to watch tv his curiosity was calling attention to
Andy's interesting feet. The way they moved and looked was so...perfect.
He'd never seen foot bottoms that close and for that long before.
He wanted to look away, but carefully watched Andy as not to get
caught. Andy just stayed reading his book unaware of his roomies
new found interest. Andy loved to free his feet, to move around
and stretch. It felt good to him to rotate and exercise his feet
as he stretched his legs out. Will tried to watch the movie, but
fr some dumb reason he couldn't stop watching Andy's dancing socks
and feet. It was all innocent really. I mean they're just feet.
Staring a little longer isn't going to hurt anyone. Just one…more…loooook.
Will was supposed to be watching the movie but unfortunately he
wasn't watching the movie anymore. His poor eyes were hungrily devouring
the sight of Andy's innocent sole show. Why couldn't he just look
away? Part of him wanted to while another part of him had to get
just a couple more minutes of those feet. He was intrigued and bewitched
by his natural foot movement, how wide the sole was, how dexterous
his toes were. It was a sight he had never seen before and he was
snared. Stare...its ok.
As the movie finished Andy looked over at Will who was staring off.
What? Seeing he was in what seemed to be a trance, he said,"Hey
Will?" Will heard his name and snapped out it to look up at
Andy! 'Oh shit!' he thought. 'Did he just saw me staring at his
feet! For how long was I staring? Did he notice!?' Will got up quickly
wanting retreat to his bedroom from sheer embarrassment & to
get away from looking at Andy's feet any longer.
He'd never felt that way before like the way he did when he looked
at Andy's feet, almost like a helpless, powerless feeling, just
wanting to stay and stare. As he went to get up the credits rolled
on the movie and Andy said "Hey can you do me a favor? Its
kind of crazy but you'll understand, I hope. It’s just that...see
my socks?" he said as he propped his sock covered sole up for
viewing. "I've had them on all day and I wanted to change them."
Will's eyes wondered back down to Andy's waving foot as he gave
him permission to look. "See that hole in my sock? Haha, can
see my toes wiggle through it?" Will watched closely as he
saw glimpses of toe flesh peeking through. He tried to look away
showing a disinterest when really he didn't mind looking. Andy's
shapely socked feet were embarrassingly easy on the eyes to Will.
As Andy offered up an innocent sock show, Will knew he had to get
the hell out of there.
Andy said,"You mind grabbing me a pair of my socks out of my
room?" Will thought that was an odd request but got up anyways.
Andy said,"I would man but my back hurts too bad." Will
felt bad immediately as Andy brought up the injury, plus he wanted
to get away from Andy's crazy foot views. He went into the room
to clear his head and get the socks. He grabbed them up out the
drawer and came back into the room. He tossed them to Andy and began
to back away saying,"Well, Im gonna head to bed man."
Andy said,"Hey wait a sec man. I was wondering if you could
do me one more favor? I can't reach my socks cause my back. You
think you could change my socks for me?" Will's heart sank
as he immediately felt uncomfortable. He didn't know what to say.
No guy had ever asked him to change his socks! How dare he ask such
a question, does he expect me to actually do this? Andy sat waiting
for an answer. Andy was a dominant type, used to getting what he
wanted, his dad gave him everything and most of his exes practically
worshipped him for one thing or another.
In his arrogant way of thinking, asking Will to change his stinky
socks was not off limits, infect it was expected as with him being
the stronger minded of the two, in his eyes. It was time already
to see how far he could push his new roommate to into being less
than equal to him. Andy thought, 'If he doesn't fold, then I guess
he's strong enough to hang in this house, but if not then he'll
have to settle for me being the boss…of him, lol. I'll get
him to change my socks! lol' Will said, "What!? No man I cant
do all that." Andy pleaded and prodded him saying,"Pleeaase"
Will took one more look at his awaiting feet and knew it wouldn't
be good. "I...cant...I gotta get up early for school man."
He back pedaled again. Now Andy was getting upset and as someone
actually always got there way, he was not happy with that answer.
He decided to pull the guilt trip on him in one more attempt to
get Will to bend to his funky request...to change his socks. If
he could get him to do this, what else could he get him to do. Dishes,
laundry, homework? Lol if he didn't oh well. It wasn't that big
of a deal. Andy could change his own socks if he really wanted to,
he wanted to see what he could get the new guy to do. As Will slowly
backed up in retreat to the safety of his room, thinking he had
a vlid excuse and that Andy had given up on his foolish and humiliating
request, he said,"Hey man, I hurt my back lifting your shit!
The least you could do would be to help me out while my back is
hurt. Is it to much to ask!? Are you embarrassed or something? They're
just feet and socks man. Come on I won't tell anybody you did this
for me. My back hurts to bad to bend!" Will looked at Andy
in shock who was obviously getting pissed at his attempts to decline.
He thought, 'How dare he bring up the injury...but he did feel bad,
and, if changing his socks would help him out then...I guess I could,
just real quick.' Andy did not really expecting Will to do it, he
was more dominantly playing with Will, plus he had no clue that
Will had been struggling, staring at his big feet the whole movie,
but if he could get him to do it, he would have a small leverage
over him. And as Will justified his obedience to the command, Andy
had looked back down at his book sure now that it wasn't going to
work, oh well. As Andy read a couple more lines, he saw Will walking
towards him out of the corner of his eye, to hear him say, "Ok
Andy,...I'll do it." And with that he said, "What do you
want me to do?"
Andy was shocked to see Will awaiting his commands, but shook off
the awe and immediately shifted into the brat mode of dominance
he was used to asserting over boys who had crushes on him and even
older men that had given into him. Andy said,"Go ahead and
sit down in the floor in front of my feet." Will thought that
was strange saying,"Can't I just stand and do it?" Andy
said,"Come on man, no time for all these questions, you'll
have a better view of what you'e doing from the floor." Will
didn't want to fight with Andy and wanted this room situation to
work so he thought whatever. To Andy's delight he saw Will crumble
in humiliation and guilt, to sit at his foot-rested feet indian
style at the edge of recliner where his task would begin.
He saw Andy's feet up close for the first time, covered in mystery
as the dirty socks shrouded Andy's big soles completely except for
where the small hole was sporting a hint of toe cleavage. He was
waiting when Andy said,"Ok remove this sock,"as he waved
his foot in Will's direction who was about a foot away from Andy's
feet. Will hastily grabbed a hold of the sock from the toe and pulled.
Andy yelped saying,"Take it easy, you have to hold up my ankle
and pull it from the heel. My back and feet can't take the pressure."
"Okay sorry,'" says Will. He did as he was told with gentleness
and Andy was pleased that he listened, holding his leg by the ankle,
elevating the foot and peeling off the sock from the heel only to
reveal a moist yellow-pink meaty heel that he had never seen anything
like it before, sadly he couldn't help but admire the look of it.
He continued as Andy sighed. He laid Andy's leg back down now that
he had the heel free. He grabbed the toe end of the sock pulling
up and with a gentle tug, the abused cotton sock fell into Will's
hand as the removal made a soft pop sound. And poof! a light waft
of Andy's big, pink feet softly blew into his face. The smell was...confusing,
in that it confused Will. Feeling the foot wind, he thought he would
be repulsed and drawback, but, he didn't. He didn't mean to breathe
it in, but his breath timing was all wrong when the scent greeted
him. He suddenly felt a weakness come over him. Confused because
the smell was funky, but…shake it off man! He didn't know
what to think as he finally looked upon Andy's sole. A sight to
see. His eyes couldn't help themselves as he took in the power of
the heel, his long sole up to the wide ball of his foot, and his
long wiggly toes that as they spread, it knocked loose some sock
fuzzies that he saw fall out from between his toes, falling onto
Will's hands.
Will tried to look away as Andy stretched his foot out. "Oh
thank you Will. You're doing great!" He closed his eyes and
waved his foot side to side pivoting at the heel, spreading his
toes so wide. As Will witnessed this sole show he was dumbstruck.
Pathetically, he couldn't think of anything he'd ever saw that was
more beautiful. Andy's new foot freedom innocently lulled him into
more time at the recliner foot rest. Andy looked up to see Will
sitting in silence just staring at his bare foot. His eyes scanning
up and down his sole with a dirty sock in his hand. 'What the fuck!?'
Andy thought to himself as he observed Will's dumbfounded look.
'Does he like my feet or something? He's not looking away? Hmm.'
Andy pointed his toes in Will's face and said,"Hey, you alright?
Don't forget about my other foot. Here, take this one off."
he extended his other foot a little more as Will snapped out to
see Andy's toes pointed in his face.
He didn't pull away. How could he? He needs to obey and fulfill
what he promised to do, right?
He struggled with his feelings now as this was quickly getting out
of hand. He figured, 'I'll get the other sock off and be outta here.'
Acknowledging Andy's command and his "take notice" toe
point, grabbing a hold of his ankle again pulling the sock from
the heel as not to hurt Andy's aching back. He pulled up the sock
exposing another pretty pink heel as Andy said,"Aww, you remembered
how to do it." Andy smiled down at him and Will felt a degree
of validation for his caring sock duty. He kind of felt happy that
Andy appreciated what he was doing and deep down didn't mind helping
out Andy, but of course this couldn't go on anymore after this.
'This would not be a healthy roommate situation...him tending to
Andy's feet every night.
That won't be happening again!' he thought to himself.
He worked off the other sock to follow through with what he promised.
He meant to put the other socks on, but Andy still had them. While
he thought about asking for them, Andy began to really enjoy himself
and started stretching his now bare feet in front of Will's face
just getting comfortable and said,"Ahh, that feels so much
better. To stretch out my toes, and let my feet breathe haha. Thank
you so much! Bet you never saw feet like this before! They are soo
big, always sweaty, and they can be kind of overwhelming.
Sorry. Just let me relax a bit before you put them back in that
awful sock prison ok?" Will gave no answer and Andy didn't
care. He just threw his head back in relaxation and began to work
his achy dogs out in Will's poor face. Will thought he wanted to
put the new socks on, but the more he stared at the innocent tootsie
show, he became distracted from completing his task. He was doing
whatever Andy's feet wanted and they just wanted to be seen, to
be noticed. I don't know if any man could ignore Andy's feet? As
Andy spread his long digits out, and exposed the dark pieces of
toe jam in between his toes, the heady smell of his feet and toes
couldn't help but escape to nearby noses, finding its way to the
nearest nose first and filling the sinuses up with a hefty dose
of foot odor. Staring Will sat still like a boa was slowly constricting
around him unable move, watching all Andy's angelic feet had to
show. Sniff, sniff, there was that smell again, ooh. In a couple
whiffs, the scent had him pinned, but embarrassed and appalled that
he wanted another whiff as Andy's stinky toe scent washed over him.
Will was getting too much feet now, large feet taking all his view.
Forcing him to stare as he felt trapped snuggled under the recliner
footrest while his chin just cleared the top leaving him in eye-view
of Andy's soft, bare feet. They looked to be a little moist, or
sweaty. Such pink and creamy soles, the foot flesh was something
to behold. He'd never looked upon another man's feet before, not
for this long and this close before. And Andy's toes took the prize
home with a wiggle and spread that seemed to melt away Will's resolve
in seconds. He didn't know what to do but let Andy do what he wanted…until
he was done? Andy too was lost in the moment, feeling like a prince
with a servant at his feet! He noticed a funky smell as he lay enjoying
his roommate's care and realized it was the cheesy smell of his
feet. He had a long day and his feet naturally sweat a lot, so it
wasn't a big surprise haha.
He looked up to say,"But you've done a great..." he stopped
only to see Will frozen with a funny look on his face. 'Wow, he's
just staring at my feet!" Andy giggled in embarrassment for
Will as he sat staring pathetically at his big, smelly feet. 'What
is it with this guy!? It's like he's in a fucking trance! I know
he can smell that if I can. He must not mind? Interesting...' He
smiled and waved his toes around to see Will's reaction and he wasn't
going anywhere as his eyes dare to follow. He figured he could explore
this foot smell thing a little further. He had always had smelly
feet and was not embarrassed about it. He was the type that would
think it was funny to make someone smell his feet or at least watch
them suffer in the same room as him. "Hey man, I want you to
know I really appreciate you taking off my socks and being so gentle.
You really took your time even though my feet are kind of stinky
today hehe. I appreciate it."
Will was glad that he appreciated his work, but felt embarrassed
about the smelly feet comment. He wanted to get up as reality set
in, realizing he had been sitting and staring at Andy's feet for
quite a while. "Well, I helped, but I've got to get to bed
man, so..." Andy interjected,"Well hold on a second. I
just wanted to show you this trick I learned*with my feet a while
back. Then you can go ok?" Will said,"Ok," thinking
if he just check out the trick for a minute he would be home free
and free from being so close to Andy's big feet. Andy said smiled
and said good,"I'm glad you're letting me do this, its the
least I could do for you." Curious to see what Will would do,
he scooted forward to where his feet were closer to Will's face
than ever before. He wanted him to smell his feet some more to see
if he really did have a thing for it. If he didn't he would pull
away right? He would be disgusted. Andy thought,'I'm sure he'll
pull away. Who likes my stinky feet, haha!? No one, lol!' "Just
watch this." Andy pulled his knees up and slowly began scissor
kicking his legs, fanning out his toes, using his big feet like
fans.
As the wind got caught up in his big soles, he easily fanned big
stinky feet clouds into Will's face as he thought of pulling away
but got lost in the wonderful sight of the soft, sensual scissor
kicking right in his face.
As the wind lightly blew his hair back, Andy couldn't help but laugh.
The wind on Will's face smelled like cheesy feet, Andy's feet and
though he thought he could withstand Andy's new foot trick, he didn't
realize the trick was on him & the more he smelled the weaker
he got. He sadly began to feel an irresistible tingle on his dick
and with each waft of toe odor Andy blew him, his dick only got
harder and harder.He sniffed at the foot wind unconsciously as he
let Andy fill his head, his dick, and his heart with his funky foot
odor. Andy giggled and his eyes lit up as he saw that Will was not
moving. Andy just stared at Will in amazement as he didn't back
up, he stayed/ Andy stopped kicking and plopped his feet back down
on the foot rest and said,"Wow! That was neat! Thanks for letting
me show you my foot trick. I hope you liked it. I hope my feet don't
smell too much. I just realized I just fanned my stinky feet in
your face, haha. Sorry, but I guess...you...didn't mind?" he
said this as he spread out his toes really wide in Will's face and
said,"Do you?"
One look at Andy's pretty toes and soft, sweaty soles and Will was
in a fight to surrender or run and his raging peter made sure he
wasn't going anywhere as it pulsated at the sight of Andy's sweaty
peds.
"You be the judge, ok? Do you think my feet smell alright?
They're not that bad, huh."* Unable to tell him no or refuse
the sight, Andy stuck out his feet, fanning out his toes under Will's
nose releasing a smell that was so powerful that it was innocently
luring a straight man to sample more and more. To Andy's delight,
he saw Will helplessly lean in to his feet and welcome the scent.
"Is it strong in between my toes?" "Sniff, sniff."
From under the recliner Will's dick felt like it was going to explode
as Andy giggled, playfully waving his pretty pink toes under his
nose. Ooh.
Andy smiled as he watched Will sniff his toes making sure not to
actually touch him with his feet. He didn't want to scare him away.
Just the scent will do. Haha, what a fool! He said as Will breathed
in Andy's wonderful toe perfume. Too much to fight… Andy giggled
to himself, 'I guess he can't resist, hahaha. Its funny this guy
was straight a couple hours ago, now he's hopelessly surrendering
to my big soft feet. He obviously has a foot fetish he never knew
about until he saw these beauties. Hah! I'll make sure he feeds
his need as I tease the shit out of him with my sweaty soles and
irresistible tootsies haha. He won't be able to say no by the time
I'm done with him. One look at my feet and he was smitten! Who can
resist my feet!?… Well Andy had had plenty of fun with Will
as Will just sniffed his soles from inches away in a shameful transfixion.
Poor guy, he didn't stand a chance when it came to Andy's huge,
stinky feet. "Haha, I knew it! You like it! You like my stinky
feet!? Haha. Thats enough."
Will was ashamed and turned on at the same time. Andy was through
with him and got Will backed up enough to put down the recliner.
He shot up like nothing was wrong and said,"Thank you for everything
& I can't believe you like my smelly feet, haha, but thats cool.
Whatever you like man." Will tried to hold on to his self-worth
even though it looked bad saying, "No man, I…I was only
doing what you asked me too." Andy laughed saying,"Whatever
dude."
He happened to look down and noticed the huge boner tenting Will's
pajama bottoms! He didnt even try to hide it cause Andy had him
so dizzy with his foot scent. Will looked down and covered it but
it was too late. Andy just chuckled and said," Haha, wow, you've
got it bad! Took my socks off and got a boner from smelling my feet?
Just doing what I told you? I didn't tell you to get a huge wood.
What a loser!" Will heard these words and they cut like a knife
as he hung his head in complete embarrassment as he was unable to
disobey any of Andy's stinky foot commands, surrendering to every
thing he did to him. "Haha, just kidding man. My feet are fuckin'
beautiful. I don't blame you for getting a little caught up with
my feet. Well, I'll see you tomorrow, Im going to bed."
Will sat there watching Andy retire to the bedroom. He looked down
at his hands and saw a dirty sock in each hand. Those damn socks
had started this whole thing! Will shook his head as he realized
he was blaming a pair of socks, how pathetic he thought. With disdain,
Will tossed the socks to the floor and got up, he noticed his woody
was starting to go down and he was relieved. He shut the tv off
and went to his bedroom. When Will went to bed, he was pissed at
himself and what had happened to him. His head was still a little
foggy as to what had just occurred. He didn't even*want to imagine
what tomorrow would bring, but he knew he had to leave if he was
going to fight this. His heart ached in agony as he realized he
had been overtaken by a pair of stinky male feet and he did nothing
to stop it. And what’s worse is that if he got around Andy's
feet again, he couldn't honestly say what he would do. Just in pondering
these thoughts, he began to think about being at Andy's feet and
he began to feel that little tingle again.
He tried to block the images out of his mind, but all he could do
was picture Andy's wrinkled soles, Andy's crusty, yellow heels,
Andy's wiggling toes...and the smell, oh geez. These thoughts and
images came like waves, rushing over him. Just when he'd recover
from the last wave, here came another, taking him deeper and making
his dick feverishly pulsate ....he started to replay Andy commanding
him in his voice that had that feminine twang to it, "Smell
in between my toes," and "Watch me wiggle my toes. Haha,
you can see my toes through my sock." "mmmmm" those
words were turning him on sooo much. Will snapped out of it to find
himself looking down at his own hand softly rubbing his swollen
boner through his boxers. Everything he knew to be wrong was still
wrong, but his own body was betraying him. What could he do if the
sight of Andy's pink, wrinkly soles made him weak in the knees?
How could he fight the smell of his feet when he takes his shoes
and socks off in the room?
Will was getting even harder thinking about the hopelessness of
his plight. His dick swooned in the air as he lay on his bed unable
to resist the barrage of lustful thoughts he had for Andy's stinky
socks. It was quickly becoming so hard for him to not touch himself.
He thought, 'Come on Will! What are you doing!? You don't like guy's
feet! Get a hold of yourself! Be a man! Disgusted with himself,
he denied his hungry dick and immediately took his hand away. His
breathing picked up as he felt stressed not being able to relieve
himself because he didn't want to jack off thinking of Andy's feet!
He was not supposed to be thinking about this, but lets face it...its
all he could think about. He had a bad case of feet on the brain.
With his arms and hands pinned down by his side, trying to fight
the wonderful feeling, his dick bobbed an weaved. He tried to rally
back by thinking, You like girls, pussy, boobs, ass.' He desperately
put an image in his head of a dancing naked girl with nice boobs
and a tight butt.
He began to rub his peter to that and for a while it felt good,
but after a couple minutes the dancing girl fantasy began to loose
steam and the picture he made was fading. Usually this would do
it for Will and he would be hard and be able to go ahead and cum,
but the girl couldn't compete with Andy's big, odorous feet. It
refused him the release he had needed ever since he got a good whiff
of Andy's socks. He rubbed a little more but his dick wasn't responding,
going down and shriveling up, basically telling him, 'No, that's
not what's gonna do it. You know what I need.'
As Will's confused penis betrayed him, he thought, 'What the hell
am I going to do? I've got to cum so bad.' His dick lazily fell,
evidently needing something else to get going again. His dick had
fallen hard for that inescapable smell…'Was the sight and
irresistible smell of stinky feet all that turns me on now?' It
was true, he had never been so hard than when he was sniffing on
Andy's feet and he knew it. His dick began to throb again, telling
him, 'That's it buddy...that's what I want and that's what you need
so you can explode.' His dick's desire led him to remember the socks
he left in the floor of the living room. Will's pulsating penis
had finally got the best of him and he got up from his bed. He walked
quietly, sneaking into living room with a raging boner making his
knees weak. He found the socks and snatched them up holding them
like a small prize he had won. So excited, he ran back to the room
so he didn't get caught.
When Will entered his room he went ahead and climbed back into bed.
He looked at the dirty socks in his hand and his penis jumped, unable
to contain its need. Will didn't really know what to do with the
socks, he had never done this before, but his dick was so hard helping
in the process. Will didn't think about the consequences of doing
this...jacking off to stinky socks, but he didn't care at this point.
He was being dragged down and drowned in a unrelenting stinky foot
tease. He needed release, but what would happen if he gave in? Would
it make him want more? Or would release appease his boner and kill
the infatuation forever, realizing feet aren't where it's at for
him? That it was just a silly curiosity that was killed after trying
it and seeing it wasn't that great?
As Will's thoughts raced, he hastily decided that he would do it
just this once, just to get to bed. He probably would barely smell
them just enough to get* it over with. No big deal. Determined to
end this once and for all, he slumped down in bed with his head
on the pillow face up. He squirted a little baby oil into his hand
from his night stand and then placed it on top in case he needed
more. Then grabbed onto his awaiting greedy penis with his oily
fingers and cupped his palm around the sensitive underside of his
tip. With his other hand he took the ball of socks and pressed them
to his face. He then began stroking, it felt so good but the socks
didn't really smell where he was smelling. He had never sniffed
socks before so he didn't know what he was doing.
He separated the socks and got just one in his hand and then maneuvered
the now sweat-dried sock to where the toe part was on the bottom
. He figured that's where the strongest smell was, as he painfully
remembered sniffing up Andy's long toes and the cheesy scent that
made him so hard, so quick. Will convinced himself that it would
most likely be horrible and he would barelyget through stroking
off, not enjoying it, and he would never do it again. So he gripped
his penis with his baby oiled hand and held the sock in his palm
to cup the bottom side of the crusty toe end over his nose. Stroking
slowly, he went ahead and clasped the tattered sock over his face.
He gave it a little sniff, and oh how they smelled! Soo strong,
so rich, so wonderful. He sniffed again, this time deeper than before,
filling his lungs with Andy's stinky, cheesy, sock scent. His dick
grew and grew with each sniff now giving it exactly what it wanted...stinky
feet! He frantically stroked now, becoming so weak for the smell,
allowing it to control his actions.
As he gave in to his curiosity and desire to sniff and jerk, his
dick twerked and twitched until it ached to pop.
In the privacy of his room, the smell was driving him wild and he
suddenly felt the urge to stuff one sock in his mouth as if he was
being smothered. He pretended Andy was doing this to him and his
cock turned a deep purple and threatened to explode. He never thought
it would get this far as he lay on his bed thrusting uncontrollably
into his oily palm and surrendering his mind and body to Andy's
stinky socks. Jerking and smothering himself silly until...stroke,
stroke, sniff, squeeze, and his brain went blank as his hips jirated
up and his poor dick had had enough of the smell. It convulsed once
and then popped so hard, shooting out a long stream of cum and then
reloaded for another eruption, and another...as Will felt a feeling
of pure bliss like he'd never felt before as he moaned and breathed
into the socks, tingling all over his body, loving the sock sniffing,
unfortunately locking his memory of the best orgasm of his life
to the unforgiving scent of Andy's sweaty feet.
He was so spent after that he fell fast asleep laying in his foot
odor-induced cum bath.
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