Coming home from school Timothee cast aside his skateboard, dropped his backpack, and headed for his bedroom to check his email.
His parents were away for the coming weekend and Timothee had the house to himself. After answering his email he checked out his files of naked guys posed in hot positions and situations. Of course all of them would be wearing socks and sneakers or boots posing with large cocks with ample foreskins, the longer the hotter, the tighter, the better. Fully sheathed hardons were a special turn on for Timothee and like his own cock, he preferred hardons with foreskin overhang, funneling to a point. He knew how delicious it felt to jack off with a long flexible ‘skin, the smooth feeling of rubbing his cock head under his ‘skin would cause him to stiffen and cum. But today he would not jack off as he usually did after school, because his buddy Jeremie was coming over to jack off with him. He put away his erection without cumming.
Both boys lived outside of Lyon in the south of France, and sharing Mediterranean roots,they were olive skinned with dark curly hair, though Jeremie was a bit fairer and slightly blondish. Both had dark eyes with long lashes. Their bodies were tight and smooth, firm and as yet hairless.
What originally drew them together was their mutual attraction to each other’s sneakers and ankle socks. In the beginning they would exchange socks and secretly jack off to each other’s worn socks. Sometimes they would exchange sneakers and wear them for a few days savoring the combined odors of each other’s feet. Eventually they grew to crave these exchanges noticing each other’s stiffening cocks whenever this trading took place. As they grew older and closer, they began to jack off together savoring each other’s odors from freshly removed well worn Puma sneakers. As a symbol of their secret they both wore matching white Pumas that they never washed. They became very creative with their sock smells. One boy would wear his socks for several days without changing them, then trade them to the other who would put them on and wear them for several days more, combining sweaty odors that each would sniff while he jacked if alone. Or at times they both would jack off to these special brews together. Some of these blends were so rich that each boy would collect favorites and roll them up and store them in zip lock bags. Sometimes as they jacked off together they would fantasize about the odors of other boy’s socks and sneakers that they knew from school. Other times they would fantasize about the delicious smells they could create wearing biker boots or even cowboy boots, rich leathery smells that would induce quick, intense orgasms.
But today they had agreed to jack off together sniffing socks that each had worn for two weeks without washing their feet. They were so excited by this upcoming ritual, they could hardly get through the school day. Just the thought of each other’s foot stink would cause instant hardons throughout class.
Jeremie had a large ‘skinned cock with a foreskin that could not be pulled behind his cock head. It covered the cock head so tightly that only the tip could be exposed, open enough to piss and cum. Yet he devised wonderful ways to jack off within his tight fore -skin, straining only to pull it back at the point of orgasm. Timothee loved watching Jeremie jack off as he himself could easily slide his ‘skin back to expose a glistening red cockhead to the delight of Jeremie. They loved each other’s cocks as much as they loved each other’s sock stinks. And both loved to savor the musky odor captured under Timothee’s pulled back ‘skin.
Jeremie arrived on his bike and both boys went into Timothee’s bedroom and locked the door. Both were already hard, their cocks straining against tight pants. They remained silent since they were about to perform an agreed upon ritual. Their excitement raged since they were about to savor the powerful odors of each other’s socks, the objective of their ritual masturbation. They stood apart facing each other slightly spread eagled. Upon eye contact they slowly removed their tee shirts, revealing smooth young chests and flat rippled bellies. A few soft hairs rose up their bellies from beneath their Levi’s. Already the exposed tips of their cocks strained to push free from their yet unopened pants.
Next, each boy bent down and removed his right Puma. Within moments the air of the bedroom took on the ripe rich scent of each other’s socks. They exchanged Pumas and breathed deeply into each other’s shoe interior. Both of their cocks throbbed and leaked precum. Their breaths quickened, so rich were the odors they inhaled. They had promised not to touch their cocks until the final moments of their ritual. Placing their right shoes on the floor, they removed their left Pumas. They traded shoes and inhaled deeply the other’s smell. In ecstasy they began to moan, never letting go the eye contact, their hearts pounding in excitement over what was to come next. Looking down at each other’s socks still on their feet.They could see the discoloration from their foot sweat, a yellowish stain on white cotton ankle socks. The room filled with foot odor, the combined odor of both boys, a young sweet boy smell.
Now they opened their pants, and pushed down their underwear, freeing hungry cocks. Timothee’s cockhead sprung free and stood straight up, his long foreskin covering his stiff shaft with an inch of overhang pushing to a point. Jeremie’s cockhead stood out at an angle, huge and tightly sheathed, the outline if his cock head revealed under his ‘skin.
The sacred moment had arrived, yet they had agreed not to touch their pulsating, dripping cocks. At last they bent over and removed both of their socks and lifted them to their noses. The stench made them wild, breathing heavily, moaning and desperate to sniff each other’s socks and touch raging boners. Removing their own socks from their noses, they exchanged socks and pressed each other’s socks to their noses carefully sniffing the undersides of the socks below the imprintation of the toes where the stink was richest. Timothee breathed in deeply the scent of Jeremie and Jeremie breathed in deeply the scent of Timothee never breaking eye contact. At last they took their free hand and began slowly to stroke their own hard cocks. Slowly up and down they stroked, savoring every stroke prolonging orgasm. Slowly they stroked completely lost in their deep sniffing, moaning, panting in total ecstasy with each other’s rich odors. They tasted the scent of the toes, then the instep, then the heal, each scent unique in it’s own way, a bouquet of smells. They rubbed the socks roughly against their noses eager to smell deeper. Jeremie caressed his cock head with it’s tight ‘skin. Timothee pulled his ‘skin forward and back revealing his shiny red cock head with every thrust. They inhaled deep as they stroked, pressing the stinky socks to their noses. At one point their eyes met and with a single gesture they took their hands away from their cocks and simultaneously shot jettisons of cum into the air, jet after powerful jet, both boys groaning loudly, gasping, and growling with pleasure.
JeanClaude Cournac, Marseilles
