by Covetmon
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I was a very lucky to meet Warren
We me on the internet, went on a few dates, and had sex a few times, Normal sex. We kinda wanted to see if we could date officially.
Our timing was bad, so we just remained friends. And that was even better for the both of us. Now we were friends with benefits
I thought about this as I drove to spend the day with Warren.
Warren was my kind of sexy man. And apparently I was also his cup of tea. He ticked all my boxes; he was an older guy, me being 26 and him being 39. He was blond and an extreme gym buff. He worked out so his chest and arms were perfectly chiselled and defined and completely straight looking and acting. When he held me in those arms I would melt. He was about 6 foot tall, with blue eyes and a devilish grin. But the best by far was his feet.
Warren had size 13 feet. And as we dated I got to find out that playing with his feet in any way, made this big sexy hunk turn into a submissive tender foot.
He told me how his previous boyfriend never liked giving his feet any attention. What a shame that was. Warren took good care of his feet. Even though he went to a gym every day, his feet showed no signs of abuse.
I also found out that being a big muscular guy, he was also a big softie. He loved having other guys take control over him and the smaller they were to him the hotter it was. That’s why I guess we fit so well. He also had a high sex drive and could go all night once he got into it….just like me.
It soon became a game between us when we got together to test our limits. Taking turns, one of us would do whatever we wanted to the other and see how long they lasted. This led us to find out things about ourselves that both shocked and amazed us both.
On this night as I drove it was my turn. And I planned to get Warren all trussed up for the night and at the mercy of my tickling fingers.
I drove up to his house and Warren was waiting for me by the door. It was 10:00 in the morning and the day was warm and summery.
“Hey Warren” I said as I got out the car “ready for some fun?” I was really excited. The only thing that concerned me was how I would tie him up; I forgot to bring anything with. Warren would see to that though
“Hey Rory” he replied from the top of his stairs, a beer in his hand. Warren was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, with his big black socks and sneakers on. He had just gotten home from a friend’s house.
“Come on inside, want a drink? I thought we could chat a bit, can’t wait to hear what you have planned.”
I followed him inside and we started to chat over a beer sitting on his sofa. Catching lasted for an hour and by then we each had about 1 and half beers, so we were pretty relaxed. It turns out he had gone clubbing with a few friends, and so had been dancing all night. He said he didn’t have time to take a shower, so warned me that he would smell sweaty. This made me more excited, that would mean those gorgeous feet of his would be hot and sweaty.
“So…what are we doing today?” Warren asked with that devilish smile.
I explained what I wanted to do with him and he listened intently. A Fantasy I have always had is to tickle and milk a hot executive. A big hot executive…like Warren.
I explained that side of it to him, but left out the part about the tickling, I wanted that to be a surprise.
I began to lay the scene out for him – this got me hornier as I told him my plans.
Warren had some left over bondage stuff that he once showed me. We never got a chance to use up till now. They were left by his ex when they broke up. Apparently his ex was into bondage and planned to dominate Warren before they split up. I planned to make use of them tonight.
After telling Warren about my fantasy of tying up a hot executive against his will and then slowly bringing him to climax, he rushed up to his room and broke out the bondage gear.
I was left with the gear while Warren went back upstairs and changed into a suit. I told him to keep the socks on – not wanting to lose any of the sexy sweat they no doubt had created in his tight shoes. I Meanwhile set up the scene in his lounge.
Warren lived in a spacious apartment. All open plan with a loft upstairs. Beside the sofa was a firm steel framed armchair with lots of upholstery. The chair was oversized and had a high back and the arms flared out to the sides. This was the important component in making my fantasy real.
I positioned the restraints around the chair, they were large heavy duty leather cuffs with steel rings perfect for looping intricate bondage while keeping the prey all comfy, or as comfy as a person in bondage could be. The arms restraints were draped over the top, so I could tighten them and bring his arms up above his head. I spread the leg restraints. I planned to drape his legs apart over the arms the chair. This would give me access to his ass and cock.
“Well…is this okay?” he called up from the top of the stairs.
I looked up and immediately my cock began to get hard. He looked perfect. I couldn’t wait to get started.
Warren stood at the top of the stairs in a charcoal grey suit. Upon closer inspection I realised it had a faint pinstripe. The cut fit his frame perfectly. The pants tightly hugged his bubble but, and the jacket outlined his broad shoulders and strained against his muscular arms. Underneath the jacket Warren had a white shirt and a matching silk tie. He even went as far as putting on his reading glasses to complete the look. I was transfixed.
“Wow…you look amazing…” was all I could manage to say. My mouth open in a look of amazement. He had nailed my ideal idea of a hot executive, he was the spitting image.
As he walked down the stairs I heard his footsteps and my eyes were drawn to his feet.
His shoes were hot! Warren had selected a pair of square tipped Italian leather shoes. They were shiny and black with corded laces. It was obvious these shoes were brand new or had never been worn more than once.
“I hate these shoes. I bought them and the suit for a friend’s wedding. They really hurt my feet. After wearing them my feet are real sensitive.”
I took note of that. If I didn’t think the shoes were perfect before, the added information made them even better.
Warren walked down the stairs and I guided him to the chair by his arm. I could feel that he was really tense, but eager. Clearly the idea of being tied up was making him scared and also excited.
I let Warren have a seat and began to tie him up.
I walked behind the chair and had him raise his arms above his head. I fixed the wrist restraints on and linked them together so his arms were bound at his wrists with a little space in between his hands from the link. I then used the rope that I had set up earlier to tighten his arms against the back of the chair bent at the elbow over the top.
As I moved around to the front Warren tested the restraints and pulled against them. I watched his nervous expression and his muscles flex in his jacket.
When I got the front I grabbed one foot by the ankle and raised it over the arm of the chair to his left, and then the other foot to the right. this spread his legs apart like a medical table does. His ass was now on the edge of the chair and vulnerable. Warren was starting to get hard, as a small tent started to pitch against his zipper.
I fastened the ankle restraints above his socks over the pants legs and pulled them tight. Thanks to the work I had done before I was able to tie a loop around the rope pulling his arms and secured the rope running from each ankle under the chair to this. Now if Warren tried to pull loose, he would find himself pulling against his own strength reinforced by the rope.
I gazed at Warren sporting a raging hard on in my pants. He pulled a bit against the restraints and his muscles flexed. His tried pulling his legs off the arms, but I had positioned them so his knees bent over the arms preventing movement. He flexed his pelvis up, and I watched his crotch rise and his ass try and clench, but the bondage had made that almost impossible. The more he struggled the more his body became stuck in between the chair and bondage.
Warren began to sweat and lick his lips preparing himself for whatever it was I planned to do to him.
I moved in between his legs and pressed my chest against his crotch as my hands started to loosen the tie and undo his buttons slowly. Warren watched my hands and his breathing started to slow. A small curved smile was on his face whether he knew it or not. I spread his shirt open around his sides, and left his tie on lying across his chest. His stomach muscles and abs were taut and his armpits with small bushes of blond hair were now exposed. The heat of the moment and the air caused small drops of sweat to run down from his armpits.
I began to unbutton his pants. Warren didn’t need a belt since this suit was tailored. It would have come off anyway.
I pulled down his zipper and noticed Warren had decided to forgo underwear. His semi hard boner greeted me instead and flopped against his stomach, a thin pearl of precum on the cut tip of his mushroom. Warrens cock was amazing, a thick long pole, that became veiny and sensitive as he got harder. Warren like me shaved so his ball sack was smooth and pink and hung from his cock. I pulled the pants down as far as his legs would allow. This added another layer of bondage and gave me access to his pink ass hole.
I put my finger against his puckering anus. Warren gasped and his arms flexed as his ass tried to clench shut. I began to trace my finger around the virgin flesh as Warren jolted in the chair.
“Uhhh…Ohhhh….Oh God, that’s amazing…NO….not there…uggggh” he moaned.
I felt his pucker open and close like a pair of lips. They were trying to stop my invading finger, but slowly its defence was failing. After a while of subtle tickling with my finger, I was able to get slow access to Warren’s g-spot.
“That’s it! Yeah, do it! Just like that! Uh huh! Uh Huh! Uh huh!” Warren’s little virgin hole was now dancing on my finger. Small shrieks and moans erupted as he found himself fucking my finger, pushing his hole over the tip, letting my nail scrape the inside.
I then used my free hand to pull and tweak his nipples on his hairless chest. Using the tips of my fingers I worked his nips up. They were pinched and rubbed, pulled and flicked as his ass was titillated by my finger. His chest rose to meet my fingers and Warren moaned even louder and louder.
After half an hour I had Warren break out into a light sweat. His eyes were rolling and he shook his head side to side. His nipples were sensitive and he would gasp from the slightest touch to them. They stood up proud and pink, like two little cones. His hips rhythmically bounced his ass against my finger. I let only the tip slide into his ass now, and felt the warm lips of his manhole kiss my finger like a lover. Teasing them with light strokes.
His proud cock was flopping from side to side on his stomach, a warm trail of precum had started to trail down his side mixing with his sweat. Warren was in heaven. Leaving my finger to do its work I reached to my side with my free hand and began to undo his left shoe.
I slowly undid the corded lace and watched as the leather began to loosen. Warren tried through squinted vision to see what I was up to. I slipped the leather shoe off his foot and watched him flex his toes as my finger danced on his pucker. Warren’s damp black cotton sock clung to his sweaty foot. Below the toes, along his heel and the ball of his foot were dark sweat patches, darker than the rest of the sweaty sock. I loved the fact that Warren had sweaty feet. They never smelt bad but always of a rugged manliness. the scent of musky leather drifted up from the warm foot.
I started to slide the sock down to his heel. Then grabbing the top of the sock I pulled upwards and watched with a lustful gaze as the fabric began to slide across the sole and off his perfect toes.
Warren’s feet were pink on the bottom and sensitive from his tight shoes. I started the remove his other shoe, slowly untying the laces as I continued to goose his ass hole listening to Warren moan in tortured pleasure. The other sock was just as damp and his foot was just as pink as the other.
“Ugh….oh God….what the hell are you doing….it feels so good. C’mon you’re teasing me….ugh” Was all Warren managed to say as I removed his shoes.
I decided it was time to have my fun with Warren’s feet.
My fingers stopped their assault on his ass, and I moved each hand to his feet and began to massage them. Warren flexed his feet in my hands and began to relax.
“aaaahhaa…..shit….fuck that is so relaxing…” he said softly as his eyes began to close and his body began to relax.
I kept up the massage for 10 minutes rubbing my knuckles against the bottom of his feet. They turned deep red and Warren’s reactions to the massage became stronger as well. My plan was to make his feet extra sensitive and a focal point of his torture.
Warren’s eyes were closed and his lips parted in pure relaxation. I decided now was the time to sample his hot feet. I lent to my left and slowly brought my head down beside his sole and sucked his big red toe into my mouth.
“FUCK….Ohhh FUCK!.....” Warren yelled as his body went taut. His foot and toes were so sensitive that my mouth might as well have been a live wire. I sucked the toe hard, and tasted the salty goodness of his sweat eliciting moans from Warren. I then moved my mouth along his foot and gave each toe a hard suck. As I worked my way down to his little toe, his reactions became louder.
I then moved my tongue in between his toes amid gasps of ecstasy from Warren, my tongue was slid across his soft skin and down to the ball of his foot, where I began to gently nibble.
“SHIIIITT…..FUCK…..Oh My God….” Was all I heard. Warren was pulling against the restraints again, but the gently foot scrubbing I was giving him with my mouth was slowly sapping his energy. His toes wiggled and he tried to scrunch his foot but nibbling the wrinkles this made just forced him to flex them.”
I continued to lick, nibble and suck Warrens left foot until it was shining with my saliva. The only rest Warren had was when I changed to the other foot, where I proceeded to do the same thing.
Sweat was trickling down Warren’s chest and his face was pink. His eyes were screwed shut in ecstasy and his twisted as much as it could from side to side. The only sound in the room was the large beefy man moaning and slow slurping noises from my mouth.
During all this stimulation Warrens cock had become erect and stood proudly above his stomach. On the tip drops of precum would gather and dribble down the veiny sides.
I moved back between his legs and slowly engulfed just the head of his large thick cock in my mouth. I used my hands to gently stroke the bottom of Warren’s saliva covered feet and I began to suckle his cock head.
“Uhhhh….Gah….mmmmm….Fuuuuucccck. Ohhhh….” Warren cried as my warm mouth slowly began to move down his shaft.
the gentle tickling of his sensitive feet, forced his hips to buck feeding his cock into my mouth, brining yelps and moans from his lips. I kept my mouth gently over half his cock, using my lips to hold the member in place.
I let Warren continue to buck and face fuck me, pulling against the restraints trying to jam as much of his meat down my throat as they would allow.
Soon I felt his cock tip grow stiff in my mouth and moved my tongue around his swollen head, slurping his precum as I went.
Warren had gone into a slight erotic trance. His legs kept trying to pull his feet away from my gentle strokes but that would force his cock into my mouth where I would give the head a hard suck and swirl my tongue around his piss slit. Pulling away was would cause his cock to slide against my mouth and elicit electric sensations down his cock and force his legs out back to my waiting fingers.
The rhythm was perfect, Warren was going to bring himself to ball busting orgasm. It wasn’t long before I felt his cock go rigid in my mouth and looked up to see a Warren throw his head back against the chair and open his mouth wide to howl in orgasmic release.
“uuuUUGGGGHHH HHHUHHHU AAAAAAH!!!!!FUCKIN SHIT…OH MY GOD” he cried as white hot jizz shot from his cock against my throat.
His body locked rigidly as he shot load after load, which I happily slurped up. His feet were scrunched up and he flexed his toes every time a load was shot. Warren was milking himself and he didn’t even realise it.
I kept up my slow suction gulping the salty goodness down.
Warren shot five hefty loads before his orgasm started to subside. He was exhausted, the orgasm robbing him of all his strength. Laying in the restraints, his chest heaving I let his cock slip from my lips.
Warren didn’t expect what I planned next. I love the fact that after a big orgasm the body is left even more sensitive. It was now time to tickle Warren.
I left Warren to regain his composure on the chair and walked to my bag of tricks in the Kitchen. Warren tried to turn his head to see what I was doing, but the restraints held him in place.
I returned to my position between his legs and stared at the sweaty hunk, and produced my toys.
“Wha….what are those for…?” Warren managed through his short breaths. I had produced the following items for Warren to consider, an electric toothbrush, a feather and some slippery oil. I also produced a cock ring to keep the fun going.
Warren gazed at the items and his eyes darted from them to my Grinning Face.
“Please…” he pleaded softly “ you cant be serious?”
I was serious. Up until tonight, I had only ever tickled Warren playfully and not for very long. I wanted to see just how ticklish he was and how far I could push him. I hoped that after tonight he would become my tickle slave.
I started to apply the oil to the bottom of his soles, working it in between his toes. Warren continued to plead with me, his eyes wide with surprise that this was happening. After his soles were shiny and slick again I applied my oily hands to his flaccid cock.
“Uuurgh, aaah…..shiiiiitttt…” Warren said through clenched teeth, as my hands slowly and methodically worked his cock up into another raging boner. I had formed a circle with on hand and slid that up and down his shaft while my other hand slowly fondled his heavy nuts. Once his cock was erect like a shiny totem pole I gently placed the cock ring around the base and encircled his balls. His giant member twitched and jerked for a bit after my hands left him and the engorged helmet head started to turn a deeper shade as it filled with blood.
I took Warrens socks and held them to my nose again for a long sniff, causing my own cock to grow and drip.
I picked up the electric toothbrush in one hand and positioned it below his left foot. Using my other hand I bent back Warrens toes making his sole taunt.
“Please, please, please…..Aaaargh Haahhaaaa Aaaah Hee Hee” Warren screamed as the bristles came to life and were applied to the soft flesh below his toes.
“Shiiit, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha” was all that came out of Warrens mouth as sweat dripped down his chest and his face turned red.
I brushed Warren’s ticklish foot from heel to gorgeous sexy toe. I attacked every inch of his taut sole alternating with pushing the vibrating bristles between his toes making him reach a high pitched scream.
I let go of Warrens toes and used my other hand to tickle the right foot. This had Warren howling. I used my nails to scratch lines in his sole and tickle the flesh between his toes. My other hand was jumping with the tooth brush all over his squirming left foot.
“Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!!!!" he roared with his head swinging from side to side, eyes screwed shut, tears streaming down his cheeks.
I Tickled Warren for thirty minutes like this and when laughter became a silent gasp for air I decided to slow it down.
I swopped the oily tooth brush for the feather, holding it up for Warren to look at through his teary eyes.
I then slowly spidering my fingers on the right foot, gentle tickling strokes along his sole. The ran the feathers soft edge up and down his left foot drawing picture only I could see.
“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!!!" Warren laughed as tip circled his toes and made them wriggle and scrunch up. The soft top would slide in between his toes and he would try to grab it with toes only to have me pull the feather out again making him yelp and cry out.
I switched my hands around so the right foot could get the same treatment. Warren was now a giggling incoherent mess, sweaty patches had appeared all over his body. He panted and hollered as his body convulsed from the attacks. His feet squirming and wriggling were continuing to sweat and grew shiny in the light of the room. The restraints creaked from the spasms but held my sexy stud in place.
I then turned the feather around so the sharp quill was the instrument of his torture and began over again. I took great pleasure in listening to his hot laugh fill the room. The quill left white lines in the pink flesh and caused Warren to buck and squirm with renewed strength. His eyes were bulging out his head as his mouth laughed wide open.
After half an hour of this, I let Warren rest. It was time to get another good load out of him. He was a giggling mess, and his body would spasm whenever he saw me move, in case I resumed the attack.
Hi cock was swollen and red in the cock ring, standing at full mast between his legs. From the tip a shiny trail of precum had dripped down the shaft and pooled in his crotch. His balls were round and hairless, pulled as far up against his body as the cock ring allowed.
I leaned forward between his legs and engulfed the head once more in my wet lips.
“Huuuuhhhh, ohhhhrrrrrr," Warren gasped as I began to suck him slowly. My tongue slid over his piss slit and down the shaft. His cock fed my more precum as I lavished the tip.
"Ohhhrrrrrrrr yeahhhhh….” Came the reply as I held his balls in one hand and began a slow decent down the shaft to the root.
I worked his cock for five minutes, slipping my mouth over it and sucking it hard. Warren’s eyes rolled back as I slowly brought him closer to another orgasm. His dick pulsed and vibrated in my mouth. I brought Warren to the edge again and again. Every time I felt the pressure in his cock build I would retreat and merely lick the tip of the cock. Sometimes when he was close I would nibble gently on the head and ruin his orgasm. I did this five times. By now Warren was softly pleading and gasping whenever he got close and would cry, scream and beg every time I let go.
I loved watching his body try to pull loose and how his toes would clench everytime he got close.
I bent over his chest and began to suck his meaty tits. I nibbled and lavished them until they were hypersensitive cones of lust on his chest, glistening in the light.
I drew the feather again and while holding his cock in my mouth I drew the soft tip up and down his shaft.
“Ooooooo n, no, no," Warren panted as the feather tickled his cock. Bucking and writhing I watched his cock pulse and ooze precum, the fiendish feather dipping into his sexy wide open piss slit causing his eyes to scrunch shut as it did. Trickles of sweat appeared all over Warrens face and body and he soon shone in the light with a glow of perspiration. I would lean up and suck hard on a nipple from time to time and hear cries as I did so.
"Ohhhrrrrrr gads, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!!!!!!!!" as the feather slowly brought Warren closer to and orgasm. I pulled them down to his taut nuts and once more began a slow suck of his shaft twice, followed by a tongue bath and nibble on his helmet. I did this for an hour, listening to him beg for release.
Warren was close. His body was strained and all his muscles stood out. His Eyes clenched shut in concentration holding on for release. His feet scrunched and flexed as his hips tried to involuntarily feed his cock to my wet mouth. His hands clenched in fists above his head.
"Ohhhhrrrrrr, sh-shit,AHAAAA AIIIIEEEE!!!” Warren gasped and screamed as he began to have the most intense orgasm so far this evening. White hot jizz exploded from his cock and hit the back of my mouth. I swallowed it all, as the feather circled his balls. Another shot went off, as Warren threw his head back and guffawed. I continued milking the hot stud, drawing on the power of his ejaculation.
"Ohhhhhrrr gads, no, no, please," Warren crowed desperately. "Oh God, not this!!" As another shot flowed out. I was now swirling my tongue around the sensitive head In mouth.
"Ayyyrrrrrr gads, got, got me fucking creaming like a bitch AAAHaaa ha aha aha ha… fuck!!" as yet another squirt dribbled into my mouth.
Warren was a bundle of hysteric ecstasy. I milked that gorgeous cock with my trusty feather and licked the rod for all it was worth. Chills and screams of lust and frustration filled my hearing as Warren was drained.
"Harhhh, harhhhh, harrrhhh, ohhhhrrr g-gads," was all Warren could say. "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!!!!". I continued to ravish his cock like a starving man as his climax ended. His yells for help replaced by curses and moans as his sensitive cock was tortured. Warren watched me with a fixed look of terror as worked up and down his cock, keeping it semi hard.
After another 10 minutes and another two to three small loads Warren passed out in the chair. He lay there with his chest heaving the sweat trickling off his face. I let his cock slip from my lips and sat back admiring my prize.
I sucked his toes again, for my own pleasure and nibbled them as well making them turn pink. Warren woke up to me sucking his feet and looked at me through bleary eyes and smiled.
"Is, is it over?" he whispered, sweat dripping off his face.
“Sure is, dude, and congratulations, you did very well," I said and leaned up to suck those big toes into his mouth.
"Fuck man, that feels so good," he said softly. "H-how many times did you make me cum?"
“Honestly, I lost count,” I replied. “But we can always try it again, if your keen?”
Warren smiled and nodded in agreement.
It turned out that Warren had never expected such a reaction and at least once a month now I get to tickle him and milk him. I got a new tickle slave.
A month later Warren called me up and asked if he could bring a friend to our sessions. Curiously I asked why. I was told his friend was super ticklish and was always pestering Warren for night of fun and sex just until he found another guy to date.
Warren texted me a picture of his friend. He was a dark haired Lawyer with blue eyes and size 14 feet.
Cant wait to see how this turns out.
THE END
