by Kenny V
I laid there, staring into the darkness calmly noticing my eyes creating images in contrast to the timeless abyss that was Erick’s bed.
I felt tiny. After he got onto the bed and under the sheets I almost rolled over onto his massive muscular leg, but I had instinctively constricted my entire body to be still. So, I stayed there frozen laying on my left arm while Erick, unaware that he took most of the bed sheets up to him leaving me almost exposed, his right foot centimeters from my face.
I’ve been in this position for what felt like hours, I was starting to get exhausted to the point that I started inhaling with my mouth, I was getting dizzy from hyperventilating, don’t get me wrong I wasn’t hyperventilating cause I was tired, I was hyperventilating from the sensations I was getting by breathing in Erick’s foot fumes. I really never knew how pleasurable your entire body could feel, until today. The smell went straight into my mouth, and as his great suffocating stench encompassed my tongue, I thought I could almost tase is bitter tangy sweat. Erick’s foot odor finished at my lungs, where it was absorbed further into my body.
The images created by my mind while I stared into nothing kept pulling me into what I wanted to do to Erick’s foot. I kept imagining how I wanted to suck that big callusy toe like a pacifier, or how I wanted to lick his whole hairy foot clean and hump his meaty leg while I did it. For what felt like hours, I have been in what I thought to be suspended animation, the thoughts I created and the feeling I kept getting never ceasing, always fresh, which now that I come to think of it, I think it was because of the air deprivation, but I didn’t care I was in suspended ecstasy. I would’ve died happy.
After what seemed like forever, I finally mustered up the courage to try and take that first lick, just a tiny one across his toes, or just a baby kiss or two. I was doing it, I was inching in second by second, eternity by eternity and then finally, my lips brushed against his right toes. I stopped moving again, listening for Erick’s and Matty’s snoring, making sure their patterns remain the same, and they were. I calmed down a bit and stretched out my tongue, the tip making contact with the side of his big salty toe. I made small up and down motions rubbing the tip of my tongue with his callusy big toe, enjoying the friction on my tongue, I decided to indulge a little more and used half of my tongue, tasting it all. The taste of sweat, salt, vinegar, pheromones, and…Dorito’s? All mixing together into what I would describe as a “liquid orgasm”, my mouth was watering, I enjoyed this taste.
After working on his big toe, I decided to try and lick between them, I managed to slip my tongue in there, my cock was rock hard and precumming like crazy, it felt like I was sweating and I probably was. The taste was like what I have been from his toes but times ten. I zone out for a moment, thinking I was dreaming, questioning if I deserved to be this happy. I finally snapped out of it, realized what I was doing and thought I was ready to stop, I had over done it and all I wanted was a tase and I got it.
I backed my head back, my mouth almost completely free of his toe, when it was shoved back into my mouth. “Shit!”, I thought to myself, “Did he wake up?”. I laid there for a moment noticing that Erick stopped snoring, “I didn’t say you were done” said a small deep voice from the dark, “Finish licking between my toes, don’t insult me by starting and not finishing”, he said with a little more growl to his voice.
He instructed me to suck on each toe first before licking between them, insisting I “don’t spit up what you find”, and so I started on his right big toe, while in the middle of this process he instructed me to suck on his toes lightly while moving my head back and forth, every once on a while a little moan would vibrate from his bearded throat. He plucked his big toe out of my mouth and spread his toes, allowing the stench he had imprisoned there escaped straight into my nose. I moaned a little. As I started to get to work between his toes, I noticed I kept getting some sort of debris into my mouth, “Just swallow daddy’s treats, the gunk is full of protein”, he chuckled. While I was now cleaning what seems to be my new master’s feet with my tongue that was no match I was still in shock at being caught, but I wasn’t picking up judgment from him, I was starting to think he liked it more than me, I started getting comfortable and relaxed more, enjoying myself, and he doing the same.
After cleaning his toes clean, he offered me the soles of his foot, my mouth running dry from all the dryness and friction of his toes, but I didn’t mind, saliva just got in the way. The heels of his left foot were covered mostly in calluses, it seems like he is mostly on his feet all day which makes sense because he works in construction, on top of wearing the same socks over and over again makes it lose more of its softness making it rougher, harder, smellier. He made sure I liked his whole foot clean; my tongue was his washcloth. Even if I wanted to stop I don’t think he would’ve let me, I was his property right now.
The lower I went the more I licked fresh skin, and shortly after he presented me his left foot. I was willing to try and attempt to do the same to his left foot but I couldn’t, I didn’t realize how tired my body was. While he was shoving his left foot in my mouth, I was passing out from exhaustion, “dammit” he said in aggravation “Now you’ve done it”. He pulled his foot away, got up from the bed, bent down near the door and went near the bed again.
I could barely see what was happening, what did he have in his hand? Before I knew it his large right hand shove me by the chest forcing me to be on my back, Erick pried my mouth open with his stubby fingers and shoved his still wet with sweat construction socks in there, he then proceeded to cover my mouth and nose with his right large hand. “You disappointed me little man, now you gotta pay the price” he said through a smirk “now I’m gonna leave my rank sock in your mouth, you can take it out if you want, but then you will have to explain to Matty why his best friend is playing with his big brother’s feet” he said while rubbing my chest with his right hand, gently playing with my nipple piercings, getting small moans through a sweating dirty sock.
He went back to his side of the bed but before he laid down, grabbed me by my ankles and spread my legs apart placing his massive right heavy leg, crushing my chest, pelvis along with my cock and balls. He placed his right heel on my sock gagged mouth, “now try not to wake Matty up” he innocently said through an audible smile. He held my left ankle with his right hand and teased the soles of my feet by caressing his left fingers on them. He then started to tickle me.
I was trying to be quiet, Matty was still snoring a few feet away, Erick laughing to himself while I was losing breath. I underestimated how wet his socks were, every time I would involuntarily clench my mouth, I would squeeze some of the sweat and gulp it down. My body was spasming uncontrollably while my cock rubbed on his huge thigh, my boxer was virtually not there. Right before I gave up, he stopped, “You took that well, now let me give you a little reward. You deserve it.” He lifted his leg exposing my wet sweaty body to the cool air, before I could react he took off my satiny boxers, and parted my legs again, he proceeded to place his right massive foot on my cock, the toes petting the head while his heel pressed on my balls. He started to rhythmically move his foot, up and down up and down, while he did that, I noticed a warm moist slippery object touch my right toes, he was licking them, it made me feel more exposed, it felt like I was taking a hot slimy bath.
His feet were dry again, giving my cock a head smooth rub. I was seeing heaven; I didn’t want this night to stop. After a while of being edged, knowing when I was going to cum he playfully pulled away, pulled out the other sock and wrapped his right foot and my cock in its warm soft and wet embrace, after that he put his middle and left index finger in his mouth and then shoved it in my anus, “you’re going to enjoy this you little bitch’, he said after he had been quiet for a while. Before I knew it, Erick had shoved his left big toe inside, I felt the pain as he stretched me radiate through my entire pelvis, after a few seconds the pain started fading and instead started feeling better, pleasant, that when I started to feel the sensation pass from anus through the taint and onto my cock, he rhythmically started rocking his foot, up and down, up and down, enhancing the ecstasy. Each time he would push, the tip of his big toe would touch my G spot, letting a small high pitch squeal everytime.
This went on for a while, or so I think. I had completely lost track of how long this has been happening, my body was burning from what it was going through, my face was on fire from the lack of oxygen, I was exhaling more than I could breathe in, which was the rank air passing through Erick’s dirty socks, which were now dry. I had drunk the sweat from Erick’s construction sock, I never went thirsty this entire time though. I little by little I stopped noticing what was going on, Erick jerking me off with one foot wrapped in his other sock, and his other foot fucking me in the ass, as well as the up and down rhythm.
At one point my head turned to the left towards where Matty was laying a few feet away, wondering if he had woken up and noticed what was happening, but I could still hear him snoring. I was a little sad, wanting Matty instead of Erick to do to me what was happening, it felt like I was being deprived of something, I just don’t know what, I was too exhausted and my vision was dimming.
I had finally came, I didn’t realize it had happened, what with the wetness of Erick’s large foot on my cock and the fact that I was losing consciousness. Erick finally retreated, leaving the sock on my cock for a while before he twisted it on my now sensitive cock head, gave a small chuckle and said something to himself. He finally removed the sock from my mouth, but before he could do that I had passed out.
I had woken up to Erick telling Matty he is heading out to run some chores. “Oh, well look who is up” Erick said in a cheery mood while looking at me, wondering if what had happened last night was a dream. Curious, he gave a quick glance to his boots trying to figure out if he was wearing the same socks, but I couldn’t tell. I did notice Erick had a small impish grin while still watching me. After that, he went off in a hurry, and Matty shortly after went up after him to lock the door.
I turned to my side, still waking up and wondering what the hell just happened when Matty casually lays behind me, close enough to feel his breath on my neck but far enough that he’s not spooning me. “Hope you slept well, Erick has the habit of taking the entire bed for himself”, “It’s fine” I responded in a low voice.
“I Just think that it isn’t fair that my brother gets to have fun with my best friend, what am I? Chopped liver?”
My eyes widen as he gently places his right hand on my hip.
“What do you say about that?”
To be continued…
