by Footboy910
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Morning arrives, last night has changed everything.
We're at the site of the catalyst - his bed. The two of us lay naked wrapped around each other. The pushing, licking, sucking, kissing, and touching now feel like a dream to me. Andre is laying right next to me, his tan feet slowly creeping up and down my legs. He already knows my deepest secret and I in turn know his and today will be much more interesting once he wakes up. I carefully get out of bed, making sure he's still asleep in the process, and I make my way to the shower.
After my shower, I begin the natural routine, so I start working on breakfast and sure enough, he comes in. My crush and now apparent lover walks in wearing nothing but the same black shorts he wore yesterday when he came back from his kickboxing class.
We say absolutely nothing as he goes over to his chair and sits down, the only sound emitting from him are just yawns. I begin the conversation, "So last night was just....". Andre begins to smile and finishes my sentence, "Only just the beginning, Sam, today is a different day.". The smile and the statement he just made is enough to get me hard, so I reply, "You don't know how right you are!". I finish up making breakfast and place both plates at the table. The two of us finish eating in only a few minutes.
Once again, the average conversation comes up, I begin with, "It's about 9 A.M., I don't have any classes or work till Monday, how's your day looking?". Andre's smile still hasn't disappeared and as he's about to answer, he places both of his legs on the table, and his feet are staring me right in the face. "Well, as far as things go, I don't have any kickboxing classes or anything else scheduled, so I don't think that'll give you time to snoop around in my room or even cum in my socks.".
I can't believe he still remembered that...sneaky boy! As he started chuckling, he wiggled his toes, started moving his front soles back and forth, and the only thing I thought about was licking the beautiful pair of feet. I finally said something, "I'm sure I can't go into your room and do that anymore, so what would you like to do today, then?".
Andre's feet stopped swaying and he replied, "Well if it's your daily routine to jack off into my socks, why don't I join you?".
Now I was the one who was smiling, I quickly lept off of my chair, grabbed his arm, and ran to his room. He just sat down on his bed and as I started rummaging through his dirty clothes, he just sighed and said, "What's the point of smelling my socks when their smell comes from the two guys you caressed and kissed yesterday?"
I was confused for a second, "Two guys?", and then he pointed down at his soles, "Oh.".
I took the message and pushed his body even further on the bed, leaving his feet at the foot of his bed, and leaving me to nothing other than the whole day with a gorgeous tan boy.
My fingers ran down his soles and he let out a small moan. My eyes started to close so I can experience this ecstasy. I started to move even faster and I worked his soles with my tongue as my fingers started going in between each of his toes. I circled my tongue around his soles and began attacking the balls of his feet. My fingers rummaged between his toes, rubbing out any of the dust or toejam in between them. Andre's moans grew louder and louder with each lick and touch and I could even start to hear him laughing from the feeling of my tongue.
I opened one of my eyes and saw the big bulge in his pants moving up and down. This made me even harder and I then grabbed both of his feet and began to suck on each of his digits. He rubbed faster and faster, laughing and moaning in what I would call nirvana, as my mouth kept his toes warm.
One of my hands moved from his feet to my pants and I too joined in this bliss as I stroked myself to the rhythm of the toe sucking.
He erupted in his shorts and I too erupted in mine, and we both calmed down as the cum poured out of our cocks. I moved up on to the top of his bed and lay right beside him.
Andre asked me what time it was, I replied, "About 11:30", and he just smiled stating, "I can't believe that two hours felt like a few minutes." . The only thing I could say was, "Time flies when you're having fun!"
That triggered something in him because as soon as I finished my sentnece, he reached down for the photobook under his bed, he picked out one of the pictures (which featured Andre at the receiving end of a circle jerk), and flipped it to reveal a phone number. He started dialing the number on his cellphone, made some small talk, and then told me that we needed to take a shower and fast.