by Jesse Fox
“Ferris…Ferris…Ferris!” Mrs. Bueller called up the stairs. Another minute passed before the bedroom door opened and her energetic son walked out, “Yeah, mom?” “Were you asleep? It’s 3 in the afternoon?” she asked after noticing his messy hair. “Oh…no, no I was just trying new hair styles…trying to keep up with the ever-changing fashion trends” he replied with a flashy Ferris smile. “Well, your father and I are leaving; remember we’ll be back on Sunday. Do you think you can avoid burning down the house until then?” “I know where all the fire extinguishers are; you have nothing to worry about” he replied swiftly. “Alright, goodbye, sweetheart. Love you” she waved back up to Ferris. “Love you!” he added by blowing a kiss to her. Mrs. Bueller just smiled at her teenage son she still saw as fairly innocent despite his tendency to get into trouble. “Man, I thought they were never gonna leave” Ferris said aloud as he walked back to the window of his bedroom to watch the car pull out and drive away.
Grabbing his bulky phone, Ferris flopped down on his bed and started dialing with his High Topped feet bouncing around in the air behind him. “Cameron, my parents just left so the house is mine for the weekend. You can head on over” he expressed energetically. “…I don’t know Ferris, I have to retake the SATs tomorrow and I need to study” the more uptight lad answered. “You already scored near perfect on that thing, if you don’t blow chunks this time you’ll probably make even higher and your parents will be happy. You know I don’t like being alone in an empty house” Ferris tried to convince using his goofy persuasive voice. “What about Sloan?” “She’s out of town too, now get your pasty ass over here! The SAT can wait” “Ferris…I can’t” Cameron whined. “Get in the car and study on the way here then” “Do you want me to wreck?” “As long as you get here!” Ferris concluded, ending the call with his wet blanket best friend. Like always, the lanky brunette arrived at Ferris’ house within the hour after contemplating his decision for 20 minutes. He walked around the house to find Ferris lounging by the pool, wearing only a pale green swim suit as his stunning rosy feet sat crossed at the end of the long white chair.
“Are you ever not relaxed?” Cameron asked while coming through the gate. “I have to relax for both of us, remember?” Ferries replied, pulling down his sunglasses to look at his buddy but he realized Cameron’s eyes were struggling to keep contact, stealing glances at his bare feet. “Uhh yeah haha right. I didn’t bring my suit though” he added after breaking the trance. “No worries, I’ve got you covered” Ferris answered, pulling out a red pair and tossing them to Cameron. “Guess I’ll go change” “Will you grab me a coke?” “Yeah, sure” he agreed as Ferris smirked toward the pool. Minutes later, the gangly pale 18 year old walked back out to find his best buddy flipped over on his stomach to get more sun on his backside. When a newly shirtless Cameron made his way to a nearby lounge chair, the terribly tempting, youthfully radiant pink soles on full display hit him like a ton of bricks. They were simply beautiful and although Ferris was his closest pal, the gorgeous high arched soles were often the deciding factor during those times of deliberation like he’d had about coming to the Bueller house today. Cameron studied the hypnotic feet taunting him as he applied sunscreen on his body and Ferris knew it, “Could you put some of that on me? I forgot to get my legs” “Are you serious?” “If I burn, Cameron my mom is gonna try to take me to doctor to make sure it isn’t skin cancer and nobody wants that. Please??” he asked again, putting his bottom lip out to charm his friend. Cameron couldn’t help but giggle at the familiar expression, “Haha fine”
His response to Ferris’ charisma quickly faded as he realized what he’d agreed to. The normally uptight lad felt himself tighten up even worse while squirting the white cream in his hands before kneeling next to Ferris’ legs. The black-haired firecracker could feel Cameron trying to calm his quivering hands as they started rubbing in the sunblock, sprouting a subtle smile at the head of the chair. It was always easy to mess with Cameron but knowing that he had a thing for Ferris’ feet allowed for endless fun to a schemer like Ferris. “Make sure to get down to my ankles, I always forget them” he added with a grin. “Whatever you say, master” Cameron quipped back to try and conceal his nerves as his big hands rubbed the protection down near both of the unbelievably supple heels, fighting the more impulsive part of himself to keep his hands on the legs. “Alright, you’re all set” Cameron announced, popping up from the position as soon as he could and tossing the sunscreen on the ground before sitting on the neighboring chair. “Thanks, man. You’re pretty good at that” Ferris teased, flashing a smile toward Cameron. “Such a prick haha” he laughed off like usual, looking down at his own wide bare feet to avoid staring at his buddy’s.
“Have you heard anything back from any colleges yet?” Cameron asked to change the subject to something he was more comfortable discussing. “Not yet…I only sent two applications out so we’ll see if either of them want me” “You only sent out 2?! I mailed out 15 and have already gotten into 10. Too bad making the whole school think you had a fatal disease doesn’t count as an extracurricular activity” “Did Cameron just make a joke? I must be finally rubbing off on you” Ferris teased, playfully shoving his friend’s leg with the smooth balls of his foot. “Yeah haha…maybe” he tried to answer as his tall body tensed up at the surprise foot action. Ferris’ sole felt so lush against his thigh, only intensifying Cameron’s desire to experience the full glory of the impeccable feet. “I think I’m gonna go for a swim. Are you getting in?” Ferris asked while standing up from the chair. “Yeah, I could go for a dip” Cameron replied moments before his wilder friend jumped in the air and landed a cannonball in the large pool, making an impressive splash. “Haha Jesus, Ferris” the more reserved teen said before sitting on the side so his legs were immersed in the water. “That’s not swimming, Cameron. You have to actually get in the pool” Ferris pointed out. “I want to get used to the water first” “I swear, sometimes I think you’re 40 instead of 18”
Cameron laughed at the remark and watched Ferris zoom through the water back and forth like a fish for a few minutes until he changed course, moving like an ominous shark in a movie toward Cameron. “No…Ferris…Ferris don’t!” he tried to object but wasn’t fast enough to avoid Ferris clamping onto his ankles to pull him in. “Come on, Cameron, the water is great” he taunted. “Ferris, cut it out!” Cameron protested, holding onto the edge of the pool. "I know how to get you in here” the mischievous lad said before wiggling a few fingers on one of the meaty pale feet. “AHAHAHA!! FEERRIISS!!” was all the shy boy could say as the tickling forced him to let go and he was pulled in. When Cameron came up out the water he could hear Ferris laughing at him, “I’m gonna kill you” Cameron threatened with a stoic expression like a wet cat. “You’re more fun when you’re having a good time and sometimes you just need a push…or a pull” he grinned. Cameron started after Ferris like a disgruntled brother, the smaller boy jolting to evade him but Cameron’s long body and arms came in handy, allowing him to snag Ferris and wrestle him into the water. Ferris soon escaped his buddy’s grip and propelled out of the water before sitting on the side of the pool with just his legs swaying in the water. “OK! OK! You got me! Hahaha” Ferris tried to reason as Cameron swam closer.
“You know I hate almost drowning…and getting tickled” Cameron pointed out as he waded in front of the feisty lad. “What are you gonna do without me at school next year to keep things interesting?” Ferris asked, extending his leg to tease Cameron’s face with his brilliant toes. “Hey!” Cameron tried to swat away. “I’d love a massage, Cameron” Ferris taunted as he continued trying to plant his wet foot on his buddy’s face. “Ferris! I’m not giving you a massage!” he refused between giggles, battling internally with his flaming attraction to the very foot being shoved in his face and the social norms he didn’t wanna break by accepting Ferris’ advances but Bueller knew exactly what he was doing. The dark haired troublemaker finally retracted his supreme foot and stood up on the pavement, “Enough goofing around, I need a shower and some food. You wanna order a pizza? I’m starving” “Why can’t you order it?” Cameron asked from the pool. “Cameron…how can I concentrate on cleaning my body and scrubbing my scalp if I’m waiting on the pizza guy to show up?” he answered with a sarcastic sense of conceit that he frequently employed. “Pepperoni as usual, your highness?” Cameron replied. “You got it!” Ferris agreed before leaving to wash the chlorine off upstairs.
15 minutes later Ferris was coming out of his bedroom fresh and clean, wearing just a pair of light wash jeans and a white t-shirt. When he came down stairs he found Cameron sitting on the couch and saw a golden opportunity to fuck with his best friend, flopping down across from him and propping his sockless feet on the center ottoman. He watched as Cameron’s gaze shifted immediately to his pristine feet as Ferris casually wiggled his still mildly damp, picturesque toes in the air. Cameron's eyes quickly tried to divert toward the T.V. he was watching but Ferris knew he’d gotten his attention, “The pizza isn’t here yet?” Bueller asked. “No…not yet” “Cameron, are you alright?” “Yeah haha, fine” “Are you sure?” Ferris reiterated, flexing his foot to accentuate his light pink arch and plump toes to make Cameron ever so subtly look back down at the magnetic feet. “I know what you’re doing, Ferris” “What?” Bueller questioned with a more playful tone as he started using his toes to caress one of Cameron’s rich soles resting near his; the nervous boy’s feet just as long, well-kept, pure, and cream colored as the rest of him. “I know what you're doing with your…your feet! Showing them off all day to mess with me and trying to shove them in my face” Cameron finally expressed like he’d been holding his breath. “Haha you’re crazy, Cameron. But if they’re that nice I can’t blame you for staring” he taunted with a pearly smile of teenage cockiness. “You’re full of shit haha just forget it” Cameron said, trying to shake off Ferris’ teasing as one of his typical shenanigans.
Suddenly the doorbell rang and interrupted their exchange at the perfect time, “That must be the pizza” Ferris said as he got up to pay for the pie. He walked back from the door and put the pizza down, Cameron meeting him in the kitchen to get a slice. “Damn this looks good…but if you’d rather have something more…fleshy, you don’t have to eat any” Ferris teased without even looking at his best friend, knowing exactly what buttons to push. “That’s it!” Cameron exclaimed as he started toward Ferris but the swift lad dodged him and ran way toward the living room with the wide plump feet slapping the floor behind him. Ferris zipped through his house laughing like a devious kid until Cameron’s arms wrapped around his torso and tackled him onto the couch with a thud. “Ugh! Cameron! WHaaAHAHHAHAHaHaHAONONOOONNOOO AHAHAHAHANNOOO! AHAHAHASSSTTOOPPP!!” Ferris howled as his foot hungry friend scribbled his nimble fingers all over one of Bueller’s bare feet, his long arm secured around his ankle. “You asked for it!” Cameron made clear with a face full of revenge. Ferris tried to scramble away on the sofa but his larger friend wasn’t gonna just let him go, moving around to keep up with his wily and incredibly ticklish mate.
“Cameron!! Come on!! Don't tickle me!!” Ferris begged between contact, laughing at his spastic friend just as much as the tickling. “I’ve been wanting to get at these feet for a long time and you pushed me too far this time!” Cameron added as he sat across Ferris’ back facing the kicking legs and corralled one of the naked feet to start viciously raking his perfectly trimmed nails up and down the flush pink flesh with total control over his hilariously sensitive buddy. “AhAHahaOOAHoAANOONOO!!! AHAHAHAHSSTTOOPSTTOOOOPPP!! AHAHAHAahAHaAhanahaNOOO!! GGGEETTOFFFAHAHAHHAHAAMMEEEE!!” Ferris let out as he squirmed under Cameron, pounding the couch with his fists in a desperate fury, unable to do anything but take what Cameron dished out. The fingers on his foot started focusing on the bright, soft balls, scratching back and forth while holding the toes back for better access and a tauter foot. Cameron could feel Ferris jerking around and losing his mind under him and it satisfied the typically restrained guy in a unique way; very rarely experiencing any kind of power trip, especially with Ferris. Even the feeling of the flawless sole under his fingertips gave him a serious high; so luscious and velvety to the touch like Ferris never went barefoot. “AHAHAHaHAAHAhAhaHAFFUUCCCKKIINNGGAhAHAHAHAHAHSSTTOOOPPPahAHAhAHA AEEENNNOUUUGGHHAhAHahahaahahnooooNOOOAAAHAAAMMOOOREEE!!” “Why should I stop?? Huh? You didn’t stop messing with me...Cameron rub my feet, look at my beautiful soles, pay attention to my toes but don't make it obvious! I should've done this months ago” Cameron replied with a mocking voice as he spidered erratically fast all over the fleshy mouthwatering sole, all five nails dominating the very part of Ferris’ he dangled in front of his reserved friend, never thinking it would be more than a fun game to play with Cameron.
Another side of the hypochondriac came out as the charming yet wild laughter spewed out on the Bueller couch, Ferris’ insanely ticklish nature deemed off limits long ago so this was a hellish reminder of why he avoided it at all cost. Cameron knew this would be the best way to get back at him. “AhAHahAHAACCAAMMEEROONNNAhAHAhahahaAHAHASSTTOOPPPAhaHAHHATTTIIIICCCKKLIIINNNGGAHaHAHAAMMEEEE!!” “Why should I? I’m having a good time like you wanted” he counteracted, switching feet to dig into the other lush sole with a fresh shock to Ferris’ system. The black haired lad bucked under Cameron and struggled to endure the focused attack on his most ticklish spot, the inability to fight back making it so much worse. Cameron absolutely loved getting the better of his superiorly confident friend who liked to flaunt his assets but the loudest voice in his head wanted something more intimate, something that was sure to send Ferris into a mind and body tail spin. “AhAhahAhHAhAHAhaIIIIIMMMSSSOORRRYYY!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAJJUUSSTTNNNOOOOMMOOOMOOOREEEEAHAHAHAHATTTIIIICCCKKLIINNNGG!!! AHAHAHAHA IIICCCAANNNTTTTAHAHAATTAAKKEEEIIIIITTTT!!” “Okay, I’ll stop tickling you” Cameron replied while keeping a firm grip on his bare ankle. Ferris caught his breath and started to wonder about why Cameron was still on top of him but before he could say anything, an altogether new sensation made his eyes bug out and sparked a new kind of reaction.
“Cameron! WHhaaat are YouUhhAODOOInngG??” he asked between uncontrollable giggles. “Just getting a taste, buddy” Cameron answered as he licked up the entire length of his buddy’s helpless foot, letting his tongue travel across the tasty sole passionately. “AhAhhha yOuurrttOonnGgue FeeAaahallsssASSOoOWEeIiRrrdd!!” he let out as he tried to mentally make sense of the peculiar stimulation saturating his savory foot. “You always want a looser Cameron so you got it!” the entranced boy added before devouring the entire set of Ferris’ juicy pink toes, sucking on the row of silky bubbles while his tongue snaked between them for even more tickling. “AHAHahAHaHahAAOOAOHHAHAhaHhAMAMyyyHYYGGOODdAhAHahahaAHAHaaAAACCCAAMMMEERROONNNN!! AHHahaAhahaPPPLLlLEEeeASSEEEEE!!! AHHhaAHAMMMEERRCCCYY!!” Cameron had never seen or heard Ferris so discombobulated or unsure of himself and it made the sadistic part of the foot lover want to keep going, suckling each of the heavenly plush toes and licking every inch of Ferris’ scrumptious 18 year old feet but he didn’t want to freak him out too much. So he held the ankle tight and let his flattened tongue enthusiastically trail all over the upturned sole for nearly 30 more seconds to get a lasting taste before letting his best friend free, “Damn…that was amazing haha” Cameron said aloud with a bright smile of satisfaction and pleasure as he stood up from the couch. Ferris recoiled to the other end of the couch and pulled his legs into himself as if to avoid another attack.
For once, Ferris didn’t know what to say as he sat on the sofa catching his breath with a stunned expression and his perfect teen dream feet still tingling. “Your feet kind of taste like a salty vanilla in case you were wondering” Cameron enlightened/teased with a chuckle as he returned to the living room with a piece of the pizza they’d received 20 minutes earlier, his quiet personality more invigorated than ever before. “You know I’m too ticklish for that shit and all the…the licking and sucking, what was that?!” Ferris asked without sounding too judgmental of his friend. “You know how some guys likes boobs or a nice butt or long legs?” Cameron replied more relaxed than usual. “So you like feet…yeah, I knew that. But I didn’t know you were gonna…try to snack on mine haha” he answered, giggling a little as he simmered down and whatever tension was in the room dissipated. Ferris finally let his legs stretch out onto the couch a little once the initial shock went away and Cameron finished his pizza, “Maybe you shouldn’t underestimate me...OR how ridiculously ticklish you are haha.” “Don’t remind me…I guess I didn’t think you’d ever actually act on any of it, maybe tickling, MAYBE...but not sucking my toes haha”
“That’s what you get for being such a foot tease, Ferris.”
