by BTTFbuff
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The first day of this nutrition health class in college a few years
back I kindly remember. As I took my seat in the back of the class since it
was almost full, this young guy came running in out of breath, and took the
seat in the row next to me. He turned around and introduced himself as Jake,
then asked for a pen. As I looked into my backpack on the floor, I couldn't
help notice Jake's hiking boots. They seemed brand new, but more noticebly I
saw that he wasn't wearing any socks. I handed Jake an extra pen I had
found, but kept staring at his boots. As the class began and the teacher filled us
in on our workload for the semester, Jake had gotten more comfortable by
loosening his hiking boot laces. I could only imagine what his barefeet
looked like. Unfornately the class ended early and the chance was missed.
I couldn't wait for the next class!
I bumped into Jake outside while I was sitting on the grass by the
fountain. He tossed the borrowed pen to me and began to leave.
"Why don't you sit down and rest for a moment" I said.
He smiled and threw his backpack off his shoulder and sat down. Hoping that he take the cue, I kicked off my shoes and wiggled my stocking toes at him. Nothing happened, so I then peeled off
my socks and stretched out my barefeet in the grass. Jake's boots stayed on.
"Your feet must be aching in those boots?" I said.
Jake replied "If I take them off, I'll never get them back on". I thought to myself that seeing Jake
walk around in barefeet would be just fine with me. "I need to keep them on
a while to break them in" he said. Just then another young guy comes by and
taps Jake on the head. Jake gets up and waves goodbye. "See you in class
tomorrow."
I was dumbfounded. I picked up my shoes and socks, put them in my
backpack and walked barefoot to my next class.
The next day was the nutrition lab where all the students are tested,
weighed etc. Jake hadn't arrived yet as the teacher instructed us to remove
our shirts and shoes and then find a partner. As I pulled off my shoes and
shirt, I was hoping that Jake would arrive soon. I walked over to the door
in my stocking feet, just as Jake walked in.
"Hey partner, the teacher wants us to partner up and begin on this measuring apparatus". Jake set his backpack down. "Take off your shirt and shoes and lay down here on your stomach" I
instructed.
Jake pulled off his windbreaker and T-shirt revealing a hairless,
yet muscular chest. As he untied his boots, I hoped with anticipation that I
would now see those barefeet of his. Jake pulled off both boots in unison
only to reveal somewhat-stained white socks on his feet. As Jake put his
shirt and boots by his backpack, I thought of a way to get his socks off.
"Lay down on your stomach here" I said. Jake laid down. "Now I need to hold
onto your ankles as you lift your upper body as high as you can" I told him.
As I placed my hands on his stocking ankles, I noticed a small hole by his
right big toe area. "I see you got a hole in your sock Jake, I have an extra
pair you can have." Before Jake could answer, I tugged on both of his socks
together, pulling them off his feet. His pink soles were to die for.
His toes wiggled free as Jake turned and smiled. "Thanks..."
Moments later, I was on my stomach as Jake held down my feet. My
socks too were tugged off, this time without Jake saying a word. He gave my soles
and toes a small massage as he held them. I looked back and smiled.
That afternoon in the library, Jake and I found a secluded reading
area on the second floor.
As we sat down, Jake smiled at me. "I didn't think
anyone else but me had a foot fetish" he said. "I almost attacked your feet
when you took your shoes and socks off on the lawn the other day". I lifted
Jake's right foot and tugged off his boot and sock slowly. His warm barefoot
felt good in my hands as I kissed his toes. Both of my shoes, then my socks
were tugged off quickly as Jake engulfed my two big toes into his mouth. I
sucked on his big toe, then licked his foot clean.
That whole semester in class, Jake would make it a point to not wear
socks and to pull his boots off during class. The sight of his barefeet
always got me going. There was a couple near misses where we almost got
caught with our feet in each others mouth, but we play it off as just
relaxing our feet.
More to follow...
