by S.D. Gill
So growing up I always went to the same church.
It was every sunday at 8 AM, the service would start and the congregation would begin to echo bible verses and prayers. I never looked forward to going when I was a child because I'd rather sleep in and stay home, but my parents always encouraged me that it was important to go. The sunday school class was kind of fun, but a lot of the kids in there were home schooled and I never really got to hang out with them outside of church. I did like spending time with them though.
Pastor Jeff was a very influential person in the church community. He delivered the sermon every week and had incredible stories to share about how he was a born again christian after struggling with being an alcoholic and using drugs. He was probably around his, mid 30s, brown hair, blue eyes. He had the strongest hands I had ever seen. Growing up I always wanted to see what his feet looked like but never really got the chance until I was a senior in high school.
When I graduated he threw a party for all of the graduating seniors at the church. There were a lot of us for some reason, and it was a big deal to him for us to show up. He invited us over to his house and told us it was going to be a pool party for us and family. I knew that I needed to be there because being at the pool meant being barefoot, and I had fantasized about seeing this man's feet my entire childhood.
I put on my trunks the day of the party and began driving that way. I had a boner pretty much the entire drive because I could not stop thinking about getting to see Pastor Jeff's feet. I had no idea how I was going to participate in this church function with a hard on in my pants but I did not care at this point.
I got there and two of the other seniors Tyler and Steph greeted me at the front door. They told me to come around back to the pool and to say hi to everyone. When I entered the back yard I saw some kids playing chicken in the pool, some parents sitting on the lawn chairs talking about funny moments from church, and Pastor Jeff was at the grill making hot dogs and burgers. My eyes traced his body all the way down to his feet and I saw that he was wearing socks and dad shoes. I was so disappointed. I wanted to just leave but I didn't want to be rude, and I decided I'd make the best out of having a fun night. He never took them off so I finally let it go had fun at the party.
He saw that we were all having so much fun, and decided to offer us the opportunity to stay the night and continue the fun with each other as long as our parents were cool with it. My parents wanted me to stay the night because they wanted me to make good memories with these other graduates. I told them I didnt have anything to sleep in and Pastor Jeff looked at me and said "well we look pretty close to the same size, I've got a t shirt and gym shorts I can let you borrow".
So it was settled. We all stayed up and had fun for awhile and didnt go to bed until around 2 AM. All the boys had to sleep in the basement and all the girls had to sleep in the living room upstairs. Pastor Jeff's bedroom was in between both rooms, and he said he was a light sleeper so do not try anything dumb.
I woke up probably around 4 AM because I had to go to the bathroom. I went upstairs to the bathroom right across from his bedroom. I was getting ready to go back downstairs until I looked up and saw the sexiest pair of man feet that I've ever seen. It was Pastor Jeff asleep in bed. His bare feet were finally in my presence. My dick woke up instantly. I stood there for a minute thinking about what my options were and decided that I wanted to taste his feet, as this was probably the only opportunity I would get to do that. I slowly walked over to the foot of his bed. He was snoring pretty loud so I knew he wasn't awake. I put my face closer to his feet and took a big whiff.
I almost busted a nut just by the smell of his beautiful feet. I carefully stuck out my tongue and it made contact with his big toe. No movement. My tongue began tracing circles from his big toe, down his sole, and onto his manly heel. I was in pure ecstacy. I took out my rock hard cock and began masturbating. I froze for a second because he had rolled over on his back with both feet facing me. He began snoring again. I was in the clear. I started sucking each and every one of Pastor Jeff's toes. I licked in between each toe as well. I brushed my cheeks with his soles and felt each soft wrinkle. I really admired how long his toes were. I fit all five in my mouth at one time, and once that happened I came pretty fast. I just did it in my underwear because I was afraid that cumming on his soles would wake him up. I did accidentially let out a quiet moan while his toes were still in my mouth. Aftet I was done he was wiggling all of his toes at me, but I thought it may have just been a sleep twitch. I went back downstairs and went to bed.
A couple months later, Pastor Jeff asked all of the seniors to meet with him at the church in order to say our last goodbyes. He gave each of us framed bible versus to take with us to college and told us that he picked them out special for each of us. When he handed me mine, he said "It didnt take me long to pick yours out. Enjoy college, boy." And winked at me with a smirk.
Matthew 28:9
