David Beckham:
The Most Expensive Feet in the World
by ? ?

Being a big Manchester United fan, I was pleased when I got the chance to tour around Old Trafford, there was no chance of getting tickets for a match so the tour was the next best thing. As you'd expect the tours are popular and there were maybe 30 people in my group alone being shown around the stadium and museum.

After seeing the museums and pitch it was time to visit the changing rooms. We were told that the team had just finished a practice session so we would have to hurry through. The changing rooms were huge, a room where the players got changed and another room which led into some showers and a huge bath and jacuzzi. As we were rushing through my lace cam undone on my trainer so I stopped to tie it up. As we were in a rush everyone had gone in a matter of seconds so I was there alone. I walked to what I thought was the exit and over heard voices!!!

"Just, lie there and relax for a while, I'll come back later and give you a rub down" said a male voice.

"Sure ok" was the brief reply.

I peered around the door to see some guy dressed in white leave and couldn't believe my eyes with what was before me. It must have been the physio room, and spread out on the physio table was the one and only David Beckham. I could not believe my eyes. He was stretched out, lying on his stomach. He had taken off his top and it lay screwed up on the floor. He still had his shorts and football socks on, but his boots were lying next to his t-shirt. He had an ice pack on his calf, so I assumed he must have been injured during the training session. His eyes were shut and I got the impression that he was drifting off to sleep as he looked very relaxed. David Beckham was my idol, he was incredibly good looking and a talented footballer, even if he wasn't the most clever guy in the world, he came across as a nice guy. So of course to see this guy spread out on a table in front of me was literally a dream come true.

I crept into the room, David was facing me but his eyes were shut and I could hear his breathing was slow and regular made the assumption he was asleep and walked towards the table. The table was long enough for a man to lie on, maybe just over six foot and had straps at the top, middle and bottom, I guessed they were to help support peoples limbs but they were to be more handy for what I had in mind. Just seeing him stretched out was a turn on. I could make out little tufts of blonde/brown hair under his arms. His well defined and smooth upper body, he was nicely tanned, that must have been from his recent holiday in the sun which had been documented in all the tabloid papers. I couldn't see his chest at all as he was lying face down but could see a little pink nipple showing a little. His legs were slightly hairy and also tanned like his upper body, no surprise there. His red football socks covered the lower part of his legs and feet, apart from his right leg where the sock had been pulled down and an ice pack was on the back of his leg. I just stood and stared at him, hardly being able to comprehend how lucky I was to be in this situation. I studied the half dressed body that was laying in front of me. I saw him stretch out a little more and watched as his arms stretched up and away from his body to give a better view of his armpits, now I could make out a glistening sweat that covered the tufts of hair. His legs straightened as much as possible, this had the result of his butt cheeks clenching as much as possible which I could see by the shape of his shorts. Further down I could see him flex his feet and stretch and wiggle his toes as much as the socks would allow. From this I concluded that he was either totally relaxed or asleep. I guessed the latter as his breathing had become a lot heavier.

I edged closer to him, mesmerised by his body, I stood at the foot of the table and stared, his legs were spread far enough apart so that I could see up his shorts and could see his white boxers. All of this happened in maybe a minute or so but because I was transfixed it literally seemed like hours. My attention went to his feet, covered in the red football socks, the soles were a little sweaty and dark after the training session. I bent down and inhaled the odour, it was incredible, it smelled of slight sweat but nothing overpowering, just nice. After sniffing around his feet I bought my hand closer and closer to the sole of his left foot and just gently prodded it. There was no reaction, I raised my finger to the heel of the same foot and ran it softly and slowly down the sole. The foot wiggled a little and the toes flexed as my finger reached them. This was totally nerve racking but all I saw was his foot react and his legs shuffle a little. I repeat the stroking, going slowly down from his heel to his toes, the soles felt soft and nice and padded as my finger glided down his socked foot. This time his foot wiggled a little more and I saw his toes yet again stretch underneath the sock. I stared as I heard a faint chuckle and saw a little smile appear on his still sleeping face. His whole body shuffled a little but remained in the same position.

Over the next few minutes I just let my fingers glide firstly over the back of his legs and his calves. The touch of his skin was incredible, so smooth as I let my fingers just went under his shorts slightly. Then I went to his upper body and gently let the tips of my fingers run up and down his spine, tracing the shape of the tattoos I could hear his breathing slow and regular, with the occasional snore or moan. His arms were still slightly stretched over his head. I breathed in the scent of his sweat from his armpit which still glistened with perspiration. Then just touched the tufts of hair with a finger, again a little smile came on his face. I bent down and could still see a little pink nipple just appearing from underneath him. With my heart beating faster than it probably ever had before I just let one finger get closer and closer to his left nipple and let my finger run over it. It felt soft and yet a little rubbery compared to the rest of his smooth skin. Gently I ran my finger over the nipple a few times, then was amazed to hear a quiet but audible sigh come from David's mouth and I slowly and gently repeated the stroking a few more times. The little pink nipple was slowly becoming harder. I stopped, not wanting to get carried away and wake David up. I wanted this to last as long as possible.

There was a towel lying close by. If I wanted this to last as long as possible I though it may be best to Blindfold Beckham. I picked up and rolled the towel then as gently as possible lifted David's head so I could tie the blindfold around his eyes. His breathing remained slow and regular, I breathed a big sigh of relief as I had managed to blindfold my idol as he remained a sleep. Now it was time to have even more fun, even though I was literally having the time of my life already. I thought about the best way to wake him up with startling him. I decided to sit straddling his back. I sat at the base of his spine with my legs either side of his body and started to slowly run my fingers up and down his spine, I could see little goose bumps appearing as the tips of my fingers glided over his muscular back. Gradually the strokes became heavier until I was fully massaging his smooth back, feeling his muscles relax under me. David began to stir, I looked around and saw his arms fully stretch. I looked behind me and saw his legs and feet stretch out as they had done when I had tickled his soles. His head began to move a little and he began to stir from his sleep.

"Hey there" David said as he began to wake up.

"Just relax, I'll finish that rub down for you" I replied, " the towel over your eyes is just to help you relax a bit more, just shut your eyes and go with the flow."

He hadn't realised it was a different voice from the physio's and was relaxed enough just to trust me about the blindfold. He just settled down and relaxed while I continued to massage his back. Occasionally using a lighter, feathery touch and I could see his body shiver a little. Occasionally he would moan a word of encouragement, he was well into it very quickly. As we both got more comfortable with the situation, he was nice and relaxed, but I was very excited and nervous. I got up the courage, driven by excitement to make the next move.

"It's pretty hard giving you a rub down with your shorts down, are you ok to take them off to make it easier for me", I said with a lump in my throat.

"Sure, no problem" with the reply.

With that, I peeled down his shorts and brought them down over his legs, over his feet and left them in a pile with his t-shirt. So as not to look to obvious I put a towel over his bum before pulling down his boxers, he shuffled his legs to help me pull them down his legs. As I pulled them down I sniffed them, they smelt great. I peered up between his slightly spread legs, I could see the blonde hair getting a little darker as it reached up towards his thighs and could see two pert ass cheeks, pale in comparison to the rest of his body. I couldn't believe my eyes. Staring down at me between David's legs was the tip of his dick, all I could make out was that it was uncut. I pulled his boxers down over his socks and feet and threw them on the pile of clothes.

"I may as well take off your socks as well so I can get to your legs better as well", I pulled them down before he had chance to reply, but he didn't attempt to stop me, why should he, so I pulled them down. As I bought the socks over his feet I was greeted with very smooth soles, I got my face as close to them as possible, as I studied them I could see how smooth they were, with little lines and running up the foot. The was an indentation line as the sole reached to five little toes on each foot, perfectly formed and smooth like the sole. Getting smaller from the big toe, my gaze followed down to the little toe which I felt like nibbling on then and there but managed to contain myself. I was amazed at how smooth his feet were and looked a little padded as well. I bought my face close and I inhaled, they smelt fresh and warm. As I finished pulling off the socks I couldn't resist and brought my finger to meet and gently stroke his toes. His foot flexed a little and his toes twitched but he didn't react apart from that. The socks went on top of the rest of his football kit.

Now just imagine you have your idol, naked apart from a towel, lying underneath you, as you can imagine I was in heaven, quite literally. As I had rubbed his back for a while I thought I would now turn my attention to those nicely muscular football legs of his. I played it safe and I returned to his lower back just to get him a little more relaxed. Obviously, what I really wanted to do was whip that towel away but knelt inbetween his legs then using both hands started to rub the back of his legs near the top, very carefully easing the towel further up so that he wouldn't realise what I was doing. Then I let my touch get lighter and just used the tips of my fingers, David moaned slightly and shuffled his legs and widened them a little. This gave me a great view of the bottom of his ass cheeks, and a big bonus his ball sac. While my touch remained light I gently stroked and tickled his balls for a brief second. By this point he was totally into what I was doing and I could see he was slightly rubbing himself against the table. I continued stroking the top of his legs, occasionally and more frequently giving his balls a little tickle.

Time to move down so I continued my mixture of massage and feathery stroking down the back of his legs, often returning to his balls to give them a quick tickle. As I got down to his calves I massaged a little harder so as not to get to carried away or get Beckham suspicious although from the moans of encouragement he had given me I got the impression that the massage and ball tickling had got him a little horny. I could see his smooth soles just waiting, his soles creasing and toes flexing from the treatment he was getting on his legs. I reached his feet, held his left foot in my hand, it felt warm and so smooth. I began to rub his sole and stretched out his foot working from the toes to the heel, nice and slowly, taking in the sight, smell and touch of what was in my hand. Gradually I let my touch become lighter and his foot had a slight spasmodic movement as I glided my fingers over the soft skin.

"Don't, he he, that tickles a little", I heard from the other end of the table.

"Sorry about that" I lied, I'll be a little careful.

I continued to massage Beckham's feet, every so often I would let the tip of my finger slide across his toes and would here a little giggle. He also occasionally rubbed himself on the table. I looked up between his legs and saw that because of his movements the towel had begun to slide off. Whether he realised or not I wasn't sure but I know had a full view of his ball sac and the crease where his ass cheeks met. I went for it and let my tongue slide over the smooth sole of his left foot, it tasted and felt great on my tongue. David's reaction from what I saw was a giggle mixed with a moan, and his thighs shivered which allowed me to see his butt cheeks clench. As he hadn't asked me to stop I let my tongue lick all over his sole and then over his toes which were flexing as my tongue swept over the skin licking in between his toes as he stretched them apart. Then I began to suck and nibble his big toe, feeling his toe nail and the skin on the underfoot. I did this to each toe, spending the most time on his little toe, nibbling it and seeing his reaction as he was totally into what I was doing, letting my teeth nibble and tongue whip around it. Then I did the identical thing to his right foot, having the same reaction on Beckham, who giggled and moaned a lot.

Then I returned to his upper legs. The towel had by this time fallen to the floor, david hadn't noticed, I think he was more concerned with the sensations that his body was feeling. I began to rub the back of his legs again, low enough so he wouldn't realise (yet) that the towel had gone. As before I let my fingers graze against his balls to get him more horny, only this time they were tickled more frequently.

"Mmmmmmmmm please" I heard an audible grunt from the other end off the table, which encouraged me to continue, not that I needed any encouragement but helped me to be more relaxed. Now I let my fingers slide up over his ass cheeks. Very gently and carefully I would spread his cheeks a little and see his little pink hole winking at me. Unable to resist I let my lips touch his back and then my tongue run over his cheeks.

"Ohhh, mmm what's that," Beckham gasped.

I panicked a little but his arms remained stretched out and his legs shivered and he yet again rubbed against the table. Becoming more confident I massaged into his cheeks spreading them with each rub and let my tongue slide into the crease gently teasing the little pink hole that was in front of me. I let my tongue continually slide over it and gently let it sink inside.

"Mmmmmm please, oh god, that tickles!" was a reply which new that Beckham was enjoying this. His ass raised from off the table, wanting my tongue to go deeper inside.

Now I knew that I had definitely got him going and horny I thought it best to maybe slow things down a little. I put the towel back over his bum and massaged the back of his thighs and lower back, frequently letting my fingers tickle his ball sac. Beckham continued his brief words of encouragement but his breathing slowed down and became deeper, as he recovered from having his virgin hole licked and teased.

"This is incredible, it feels great" Beckham grunted.

"If you like, you can turn over and I'll work on your front", I was very pleased with his response as he began to turn himself over. I helped him, making sure that the towel stayed in place. Now I got my first glimpse of his smooth hairless torso, his little pink nipples were sticking up a little. Again he raised his hands over his head. As he did this I slipped his hands through the straps and tightened them slightly at his wrists. I gave some bullshit at how it would help with support while I massaged. He bought the excuse so I did the same to his feet as well. Why he didn't query I wasn't sure, maybe that's what the straps were actually for. Anyway, now I had Beckham strapped up lying on his front his torso stretched so that his ribs showed a little under the soft smooth skin of his stomach.

"Hows it feel so far?" I queried

"This is great, just what I needed" came the reply.

With that I began to massage his torso and enjoyed this as much as he did. Goosebumps appeared over his skin and his mouth opened but nothing audible came out I think he was consumed by the feeling of his skin being gently stroked. Every so often I would continue to hear words of encouragement. I began to concentrate on his nipples, teasing them and letting my fingers tease an circle them, then very softly pinching them. That was until I had the uncontrollable urge to bend down and kiss and nibble them. As before Beckhams reaction was electric, he moaned as I felt his little pink nipples grow erect under my touch. My tongue began to lick all over his torso. At the same time I let my fingers gently tickle his sides and slide into the tufts of blonde hair in his armpits. I looked up to see the expression on his still blindfolded face. It was a mixture of being totally aroused and giggling as I gently tickled and aroused him. After all this it was no surprise to me to see the towel lifting up as he became more aroused his dick was growing harder. I decided to take the same tactic as before to remove the towel and get him hornier. I left his chest and began to rub his thighs. Hard at first then gradually softer until my stroke was feathery, I could see his legs quiver and attempt to stretch wit my touch and as before I gently lifted the towel a little and tickled his balls. By now Beckham was totally lost in arousal. His head shaking from side to side and I could see that he was trying to loosen his arms so he could grab his dick and give it the final arousal it needed to relieve his horniness. He had lost his concentration and couldn't focus on anything but the pleasure I was giving him. I let my tongue lick over his thighs as I continued to massage them. The towel just fell to the floor and before me was a 6 _ inch uncut dick with nicely wrinkled skin at the end. A little afraid at what Beckham's reaction would be I continued to stroke and rub his legs. Then I went down to the foot of the table, I could tell by his movements that David was wondering what was going on even though he remained silent. I began to let my fingers slide over the soft skin of his soles, watching his feet flexing trying to escape my touch was a dream.

"Ohhh, come on please, no tickle, noooo hehehehehe, no tickle" came a giggle from his mouth. "Please, oh come on, not my hahehahehhe feet".

This only led me to continue as I just tickled his poor tooties he was bouncing about as much as possible. His dick was now standing at attention, and I continued just to tickle his feet.

"hahha hehehehehehehehe, please come on, not my feet, aaahhhh hahahaha it tickles, Beckham laughed aloud. "no no more no more hehehehehe"

This really was beyond my wildest dreams, and because of his reaction and that fact that I was now totally hypnotised by turning him on I let my fingers slide up his legs, heading towards his erect and throbbing dick. Before I touched it, I licked his balls, his laughter had stopped only to be followed by a groan witch told me that he was experiencing total pleasure and arousal, my tongue dipped behind his balls and into his ass crack. He started to raise his body from the table trying to get his dick touched. I held off and could see that being teased was making him unbelievably horny. Slowly and gently I began to just run my fingers up and down his throbbing dick while licking his starchy tasting balls at the same time.

"Aaawwww come on, hehehehe, don't it tickles, please oh!!", David said as I gently grazed his dick and ball sac. I now gently pulled back his foreskin and saw a red tip begging for attention covered in precum oozing out of his piss slit. David was still moaning and groaning and this intensified as I just let the tip of my tongue lick the precum from the throbbing tip, it tasted nice and salty. All I could hear from David were moans of ecstasy. I began to suck on his dick, first slowly then harder, while at the same time tickling his balls and letting my finger run behind and tease his hole.

"Oh please, oh I've gotta cum" Beckham gasped.

I could tell he was on the verge of bursting. I stopped, he was desperate and bounced about on the table raising his mid section into the air begging for me to finish. Then I once again began to tickle his balls, thighs and virgin hole. Now I could feel his dick touching the back of my throat as my tongue swirled about feeling it throb. It only took a matter of minutes before he burst and I felt his cum pouring down my throat.

"Ah, heheheheh, yes yes, oh" was all David could manage to say.

Once the big finale was over I gently massaged and tickled him all over, paying most attention to his feet as before. Then I went up to his head. I could see his chest heaving up and down as he panted trying to regain his breath. I teased then kissed both his nipples.

"I hope you enjoyed that" I whispered in his ear.

"That was, oh that was immense" Beckham replied.

With that I took one good last look at his body, then thought it best to get away while I still could. I have no idea what happened once I had left the physio room. David must still have been there tied up when the real physio came back, but I think I managed a good job for him, he seemed to have a smile on his face all the way through so I took that as a good sign.

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