by Jack K
Ryan was 18 years old, a new high school graduate. His dad had a longtime friend that owned a chain of shoe stores and offered to have him work there for a couple of weeks over the summer to earn money for a car. John, the owner of the stores also offered to let Ryan stay with him while he worked at his store. John lived a couple of hours away from Ryan and his family. His dad dropped him off to John's house right before him and Ryan's mom were headed to a vacation to Aruba for a week.
Ryan didn't know much about John except that he and his dad were close friends going back to middle school. John was a big sneakerhead when they were younger and turned his passion into a lucrative business. Ryan's dad spoke very highly of John and talked about how cool he was so he wasn't really nervous at all about staying there...at first.
Ryan's dad dropped him off fairly quickly. His dad and John had a quick hug and catch-up and then he left. It was a Sunday when he was dropped off so the sneaker stores were closed. He figured that this day would be for him to just get comfortable and get to know John a little bit more. After Ryan's dad left, John told him to make himself at home and showed him around the house. It was a really nice house and Ryan could tell that John did very well for himself. He learned that John was divorced with 2 kids and the kids lived with their mother out of state. John basically was living a bachelor lifestyle at this point, at 42 year old. Ryan started putting his things away in the guest room and he noticed that John had a ton of old sneakers in the closet. When he opened the closet, there was a rush of smelly foot funk that came from all of the sneakers. They were obviously very worn and Ryan thought it was kind of odd that he kept those old sneakers there but didn't think too much into it.
After Ryan settled in, John called him downstairs to the kitchen where he was pouring up a couple glasses of whiskey. Ryan had only drank once before at a high school party and didn't really enjoy it much but he wanted to impress John so he joined him for a drink. After they drank a little and talked about sneakers, John went into the pantry and brought out a box which ended up being a stash of marijuana. Ryan had never done that before but again, didn't want to seem lame in front of John so he obliged and smoked with him. Ryan became super giggly and felt very tired after about 10 minutes or so. John said "Hey, let's go in the livingroom and watch a movie." John put on Caddyshack and Ryan sat at the end of the main couch facing the tv. John sat on the other end of the couch but then turned to the side and stretched his legs out toward Ryan. John was wearing black socks and his feet were about 10 inches from Ryan's leg. While they were watching the movie, Ryan became a little distracted because John would continuously flex and wiggle his toes in his socks. Ryan looked over once and saw that John's socks looked damp and he could literally smell them from where he was sitting. Again, Ryan didn't think much of it, except it was confirmed that John definitely had a smelly feet problem.
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Ryan woke up slowly on the couch. He must've fallen asleep while watching the movie. He was feeling very out of it (probably due to the weed) but when he fully came to, he realized he had his hands tied behind his back, his feet were tied with rope and his mouth had a sock stuffed in it. He started to panic a little, especially since his vision was blurry. When his vision cleared up a bit, he saw John still sitting in the same spot he was before, but now looking right at him.
John - "I know you're probably freaking out a little but don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm actually gonna do the opposite."
Ryan started squirming and making noises. He tried to spit the sock out of his mouth but he realized the edges of the sock were taped to both sides of his cheek. It was basically a taped sock gag. He also was now laying on the couch instead of sitting up, while John was sitting upright on the other end of the couch.
John - "I want to tell you something that will make sense of this for you. Back when your Dad and I were younger, I caught him smelling my sneakers one day in my room after we played basketball. I always was known for having super smelly feet but I never knew the power they could have until I saw your dad's face plunged into my sneakers with his eyes rolled back into his head. From that day on, your dad became my foot slave. I had him smell my feet, lick them, and even made him CUM with my feet almost every day, for years."
Ryan was very confused and had no idea why this was happening. He almost didn't believe the things that John was saying about his dad but he knew his dad loved playing with his mother's feet, so at the same time, it kinda made sense. Still, Ryan was a little scared and didn't understand why John was doing this.
John - "I can tell you're confused. In a nutshell, when your dad told me that you needed money to buy a car, I came up with the idea for you to work for me to earn the money. Well, you're definitely going to work for me, but not at the sneaker store. "
Ryan's face screwed up tightly and he started squirming more trying to get loose from being tied up.
John - "Seriously, don't worry man. You're fine. Just do what I say and you'll have a new car in a few weeks. If you're anything like your old man, you'll learn to enjoy what's about to happen."
John then took off both of the damp black socks off his feet and without hesitation placed both of his feet right on Ryan's chest. Just like he did earlier with the socks on, he started wiggling and flexing his toes right in Ryan's face. Ryan couldn't talk or breathe out of his mouth so all he could do was breathe in and out of his nose. As John flexed his feet, he could smell the same stench he caught earlier when he opened the closet door and when John had his feet up next to him on the couch. It was a smell that Ryan never fully realized before and it definitely had an effect on him but he wasn't sure what the effect was exactly.
John - "Sniff my feet Ryan. I'm gonna make you my little footstool just like I did your dad."
Ryan closed his eyes and tried to turn his head to avoid smelling his feet. Unfortunately, it didn't work. John's feet were HUGE and inescapable. They were size 13 and he had extremely long toes that were able to bend and follow his nose even when he turned his head.
John - "Stop fighting it man. You see how long my toes are, you're not getting away from them. Just sniff them and accept it."
Ryan didn't want to listen to him but at the same time, he knew he was right. There was no way he was getting out of this situation. He also thought that maybe this wasn't so bad if he could get a new car but he just couldn't believe what was happening at the moment. One minute, he's hanging out with his dad's long time friend watching a movie and the next moment, he's laying there helpless with huge rank feet all over his face.
John started wiping his toes all over Ryan's face and said "Yeah...just take it dude. Learn to love it, just like your dad did". Ryan eventually started giving in and turned his head a little toward John's big feet. Once Ryan's head was completely straight, John clenched Ryan's nose between his toes and said "yeah, you're mine now."
Ryan was struggling to breathe since his mouth was shut so he had to take a deep breath through his nose. He took in all of the disgusting smell from John's toes. John continued flexing his toes and even positioned his feet so that Ryan's nose was directly in the smelliest part of his foot, right under the toes, above the ball of his foot. John, with both bare feet covering Ryan's face, spread his toes super wide and then elegantly pressed them on Ryan's face so his nose was literally cupped and trapped by John's long toes. At that point, Ryan accepted his demise and took a deep inhale in. John said "yeaaaaah, that's it. Sniff it all up. You can't resist the smell of my feet, so just take it."
Ryan wasn't exactly enjoying this, or so he thought. Until, he started feeling something in his pants. John said "oh, look at that. Apparently, someone's enjoying this treatment. I see something poking out through your pants." Ryan had on basketball shorts so the event that was happening below his waist was on display. Ryan hadn't even had sex yet and never felt any attraction to feet, so he was even more confused at this point. He felt like his body was betraying him.
John - "That thing poking out of your shorts reminds me exactly of how I used to have your dad back in our college days. I used to make him smell my feet just like this, except he did it under his own power. Part of the reason I offered to have you come stay with me was to see if I could make you my little foot slave just like your dad was. It's nice to see that I could do it."
John had an evil smirk on his face while Ryan laid there now helpless, accepting his fate. John asked "Have you even had sex with a girl yet?" Ryan shook his head no, since he couldn't talk. John then said "Good, my feet are going to be the first memory you have of nutting outside of your own hand. That means you belong to my feet. Whenever you have sex with a girl for the first time, you better remember this moment."
John then slid his foot down from Ryan's face, down to his crotch. He gripped the outline of Ryan's cock between his toes through his shorts and said "Oh yeah...full of blood and cum, just ready to burst. This is gonna be fun." John then slid off Ryan's shorts. Ryan's eyes got really wide, mostly out of embarrassment. He never had his dick exposed in front of someone before. This was definitely the last way he ever imagined that it would happen.
Once Ryan was fully exposed, it was just his cock between John's big white bare feet. John, looked directly at Ryan still smiling and then spread his toes super wide again and then curled all of his toes slowly over the head of Ryan's cock, covering it fully. Then he started wiggling his toes very fast over the head of Ryan's cock. Ryan was squirming a lot which made John start laughing pretty loudly. John reached behind him and grabbed a bottle of baby oil. He started pouring it all over Ryan's cock and his bare feet, still wiggling his toes madly. John noticed there was some pre-cum on the tip of Ryan's dick.
John - "I see you're already oozing. This is going to be easier than I thought. Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to make you blow your virgin load all over my smelly feet and you're going to like it. You're not going to tell your dad, if you want the money to buy a car. Do you understand?"
Ryan nodded yes, even though he still couldn't believe what was happening to him. It felt like a nightmare and a dream at the same time. Here he was, a virgin, with his cock exposed between his dad's long time friend's huge feet. This is not how he expected the day to go. At this point, he just wanted it to be over. He couldn't believe that his first sexual experience was going to be under another man's stinky feet. He had a feeling that this wouldn't be the last time though...
To be continued...
