by Aaron X
Jeff loved feet.
The site of bare feet was a constant focus of his attention. In high school, he had spent much time as he could get away with in the locker room. Not being an athlete, and not really having a gym body, there was a limit to how much time he could spend in the gym without getting attention. While not an athlete, Jeff had a decent body. At 18, the 5 foot 9 lad weighed in at 150 with a lean appearance. No real muscle definition, but in shape.
Entering college, Jeff had some hope at more foot viewing time. His friend Kyle was an athlete, and was going to the same local college, on the basketball team. During summer practice, Kyle learned that the team was in need of someone to wear the mascot costume at games. The bulldog outfit wasn't the ideal choice in clothing, but it would give Jeff a reason to spend time with the team in the locker room. Kyle became aware of Jeff's love of feet about a year ago. Jeff was good at concealing his glances, but with all the time the two boys spent together, Kyle came to realize Jeff's focus was often at foot level. When he asked Jeff about it, Jeff admitted his love of feet.
Kyle already knew that Jeff was gay. Kyle was the first person Jeff told. So, when Kyle asked him about his always looking at feet, Jeff was honest with his friend. While Kyle didn't really understand it, he had no problem with his friends interest. So, he suggested that Jeff go for the team mascot role to get him full locker room access. Jeff jumped at the opportunity. And, with no other applicants for the role, Jeff became the new man in the Bulldog costume. And, Kyle has spent the summer practice sessions arranging for an initiation that he knew his friend would love.
Jeff was going to have to learn the mascot role on the job. On Jeff's first day, the team had a morning practice, before getting on the bus for a four hour drive for a road game the next game. The coach wanted Jeff at practice, in costume, so that he could get used to it. Warned about how hot it could get in the costume, Jeff planned on wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top. Arriving at the gym, he changed into his clothes, taking glances at the jocks changing into their uniforms. Once the team was all suited up, and Jeff was getting used to wearing the gray Bulldog costume, the team hit the court. While they practiced, Jeff was off to the side, getting used to moving in the mascot role, throwing in some clapping and celebration moves to fill the role of mascot well.
At the end of practice, the team and their new mascot all headed back to the locker room. The plan was for everyone to shower and change, and then hit the bus for the long ride. This is where Kyle's initiation for his friend was going to happen. With the coach heading out to grab his gear, the team was alone.
Jacob, the attractive team captain, took the lead with the coach away. At 6 for 2, the blond hair basketball player was considered universally attractive. Gathering the players and mascot around, his air of confidence projected clear leadership. He helped the Bulldog head off of Jeff, and stayed right beside him. Kyle, right next to Jeff, leaned over to whisper to his friend. “If anything gets too much for you, just let me know. Otherwise, I think you're going to enjoy this”. Jeff looked over at Kyle, but didn't have the opportunity to clarify, with Jacob starting to address the team.
“This is Jeff. He's the new Bulldog mascot” he announced to the team, who all replied with some dog barking. “And, being the new mascot, it's our responsibility to help him learn what it means to be a Bulldog.” The team all smiled. Jacob had informed them what the initiation was going to be. See, Kyle had learned that Jacob and Jeff and Jeff shared a love of feet. When he found this out, he talked with Jacob about setting up a little initiation that he was sure Jeff would love. The rest of the team didn't know why the initiation had been chosen, but they were all on board.
“OK Jeff. Lie on the ground, by that bench over there”. Jeff was confused, but Kyle seemed to know what was happening, and he trusted Kyle. Plus, he wanted to fit it. So, he lied down, still wearing his Bulldog costume, without the head. “A good Bulldog should recognize the scent of his masters. So, I think you should become used to our scent.”
With that, one of the team members, a 6 foot, brown hair cutey who looked maybe 19 or 20, sat on the bench, right over Jeff's head. He pulled his sneakers off, and placed one socked foot right on Jeff's face. Jeff could immediately smell the scent of foot sweat, fresh from basketball practice, through the sock. The player pulled the other sock off, and tossed it into Jeff''s Bulldog head. Placing his now bare foot on Jeff's face, he lifted his other foot, pulled the sock off, and tossed it into the Bulldog head, then placed both bare feet right at Jeff's face.
“Take a deep sniff Jeff” Jacob said. “Learn the scent of the team. Every one of us is going to toss our dirty socks into your dog head. You'll wear the head for the entire bus trip, to really get the sent engrained into your head.” Jeff made a quick glance to Kyle, who grinned. Jeff was in heaven. All the hot basketball studs were going to put there feet in his face, and toss their socks in for him to inhale for hours. He was going to love being the mascot of this team.
One by one, each member of the team took there place on the bench, tossed their socks into the bulldog head, and pressed their sweaty bare feet into Jeff's face for him to inhale their scent. All told, 15 members of the team had their turn on the bench, and their time to force their feet in Jeff's face, before his friend, Kyle, sat down on the bench, and placed his socked feet into Jeff's face. Of all the team, Kyle knew that his friend was enjoying this initiation. He went slow in removing his socks, giving his friend some extra time on his feet. Once Kyle's socks were off and in the head, he placed both bare feet back on Jeff's face.
With most of the team having moved onto the showers, instead of watching the continued parade of feet, Kyle took the opportunity to push his big toe into Jeff's mouth. Jeff eagerly opened his mouth and started sucking on his friend's toe. Despite their friendship, and Kyle knowing about Jeff's love of feet, Jeff never asked Kyle for the chance to play with his feet. He loved the fact that his friend was pushing is sexy toe into his mouth for him. Kyle pulled the foot away before drawing too much attention to himself. Jeff briefly thought that the whole team had come through and put their feet in his face, until he heard Jacob's voice approaching. He looked, and dropped his jaw. Jacob was walking up, wearing nothing but his jockstrap. With the rest of the team monopolizing Jeff's face, Jacob had started removing his uniform. Jeff looked at Jacob, from his smooth chest, down to his defined stomach with a ring of hair around the navel, heading all the way down into the confines of the jock strap. Fuck, what a hot site that was. Jeff was glad that he was still wearing the rest of the bulldog costume, concealing his massive erection. First all the bare feet. Then this site. Jeff couldn't remember being harder.
Carrying his socks in his hand, Jacob tossed his socks into the bulldog head, before sitting down and placing his care size 12 feet right into Jeff's face. Jeff inhaled deeply, savoring the scent. Jacob moved his feet all over Jeff's face, clearly enjoying this a lot more than the other guys on the team. Jacob stood, and glanced down at Jeff. “You know, since I'm the team captain, I think you need to pay special attention to my scent.” With that, Jacob pulled his jock strap off, revealing his decent size and semi-hard penis. Jeff eyes bulged at the site. Jacob leaned down, his dick getting really close to Jeff. Jacob put the jock strap over Jeff's head, the pouch right over his nose. “I think you should wear that under your head today. Really make sure you know my scent.
Kyle smiles at this. Some of the guys, leaving the shower, laughed as well. Jeff looked over, looking at the studs with nothing but towels wrapped around them. The barefoot Kyle and the naked Jacob reached down to help Jeff to his feet, and then put the bulldog head back on Jeff, being sure not to lose any of the dirty, sweaty socks that were inside the dog head. Jeff inhales deeply, loving the scent of all those dirty socks in his confined costume head. This will be an awesome bus ride. Jeff sits in the locker room, quietly enjoying the smell of socks, as the rest of the team finish showering. Kyle strips down, and he and Jacob head to the showers, the last two to wash up. Jeff watches the captain and his best friend walk in, their tight firm asses a nice site. He had seen Kyle naked in gym class before. But, he never tired of the site of his hot friend naked.
Once all the guys were showered and ready to go, they all piled on the bus. The players all freshly showered, Jeff sweating in his mascot uniform filled with dirty socks. The coach seemed a little puzzled that Jeff was still in costume. But, Jacob explained that, since he was new, Jeff wanted to get used to the feel of the costume. The coach just shrugged, and got on the bus. Kyle sat next to Jeff. The conversation on the bus soon got loud, so Kyle was able to lean into Jeff, without being overheard.
“You having a good time?” he asked. Jeff just looked over, and nodded his oversized mascot head. He couldn't really give Kyle a verbal answer. Partly because the head made him hard to hear. And, partly because he had one of the sweaty socks in his mouth at the moment. Kyle smiled, and went to talk to the rest of the team, leaving Jeff to enjoy the best bus ride of his life.
Four hours later, after countless number of socks had worked their way into Jeff's mouth, the team piled put of the bus, arriving at the motel that they would be staying at. Two guys to a room, and Jacob had made sure that the new mascot was bunking with him. He helped Jeff into the room, maneuvering the big head through the doorway. “Ok Bulldog, let's get that suit off of you. I'm sure things are pretty ripe in there.” Jeff was reluctant to remove the head, and the wonderful socks inside. But, he really had to pee. And, it would be hard to sleep in costume. Letting Jacob help him out of the head, Jeff stands there, Jacob's jockstrap still over his head, although pushed aside (by Jeff's tongue) to allow him to work the socks into his mouth. Jacob removes the jockstrap, and then helps Jeff out of the rest of the costume. Jeff stands in the room, his tank top and shorts soaked by all the sweat of spending the whole day in costume.
“You're soaked. Hop in the shower, and then we can work on you learning my scent,” Jacob said. A small smile crept across Jeff's face. He went into the bathroom, peed, and hopped into the shower, feeling the spray of water across his naked body. Hoping for some more time on Jacob's feet, he kept the shower short. Drying off and wrapping the towel around his waist, Jeff walked back into the room, intending to grab some clothes from his duffel bag. But, walking back in, he saw Jacob, wearing only his boxers, and staring at him.
“A shame the mascot couldn't be a towel. You wear that well too” Jacob said, grinning. “Now, why don't you come over and sniff my feet.” Despite being clad only in a towel, Jeff couldn't resist another close up of those bare feet. He got onto his knees, and put his face right up against the soles. “Feel free to go ahead and lick those puppies. Get to know them.” Any nervousness about letting his foot love out gone at the moment, Jeff started working on Jacob's feet, working his tongue up and down the soles, and between the toes. He then started sucking on Jacob's sexy toes. “MMM. Real nice. You know what you're doing”.
After a few minutes of foot work, Jacob stood, and lowered his underwear, leaving him standing naked. “I believe you also spent a lot of time sniffing my jock strap. Perhaps you should work that tongue on my cock to.” Seeing a little nervousness on Jeff's part, Jacob looked down at Jeff. “It's ok. Kyle realized I like feet, and cute guys, just like you. He let me in on your foot love. You don't have to do anything you don't want. The rest of the team doesn't know about your fascination. Kyle and I thought that you would enjoy this initiation. But, you don't have to do anything you don't want to, and I'll end your initiation right away if you don't like it.”
Jeff smiled. Jacob was like him. This could work out to be even better than he had hoped. With no further prodding, Jeff moved right in, taking the first few inches of Jacob's cock in his mouth, and worked his tongue over it. Jacob gave Jeff a minute to get used to the sucking, before he began thrusting his cock all the way in, his hands on the back of Jeff's head. Jeff didn't fight him, and quickly adjusted to the new sensation. It only took Jacob a few minutes before he unloaded stream after stream straight down Jeff's throat.
Pulling out, and looking down at Jeff, Jacob smiled. “This is going to be an awesome basketball season.
