![]() ![]() ![]() The character I always played the most out of, Samus, was getting the crap beaten out of her by Trevor’s main, Captain Falcon. for the Wii-U, an awesome Nintendo fighting game that was sort of a tradition to play. The two of us sat comfortably on his bed. The cool air of his room felt amazing after being in that 98 degree heat. Trevor and I had recently come back from tossing the football outside, so our hair was matted to our foreheads and our shirts were stained with sweat. It was around 3:30 in the afternoon, the time of the day where the sun seemed to burn the brightest in the sky. The two of us have known each other since I was seven and he was six, and we have been inseparable ever since. Trevor, my eighteen year old best buddy, is one of those friends. Having not gone to college yet, I was able to spend a lot of my time going to friends’ houses. My name’s Blake, and I’m a nineteen year old high school graduate. The sun beat down as hard as it could, so me and my best friend hung out inside his nice air conditioned bedroom. I so can't wait for more fun.It was a really hot summer day. Maybe cuz I was still embarrassed about it? Anyway he then put both of his feet on my face and rubbed them back and forth all over my nose and my cheeks. I was extremely hard by this point.įunny thing is I still acted like i wanted him to stop despite him knowing i like it. The smell was pretty rancid □ Like he actually squeezed my toe, forcing me to smell. Then he put them over my nose and squeezed. Marcel laid one way.without really thinking I laid my head where his feet were. So you can lay on one part and the other person can lay on the other and neither of y'all are in each other's way. The way our couch is, it branches off in two directions. Nothing crazy happened, but I did massage his feet before we both passed out. Ended up sleeping the night at his house. That shit's gross." And we went about our night. At the end of it all, he said, "Don't think I'm letting your tongue touch my foot. He released me, pushed me to the ground (gently so I didnt hit my head on the cement) and he rubbed his black sweaty socked foot on my face, making sure to dig the scent into my nose. In defiance, seeing how he'd react, I spit his sock out. it felt like an hour but this couldn't have been going on longer than twenty minutes. Now that he knew I really liked feet, he took advantage of his foot stink. The smell was unreal! He's always constantly complaining about how his feet reek. After a minute of squeezing me, he lifted his right bare foot into the air (while he was still behind me) and put his toes right next to my nose. He kept teasing me, saying shit like, "You're so nasty, how the hell do you like this?" My cheeks were burning hot but my dick was rock hard. I really couldn't do anything cuz one, I was super weak, and two, I was also on the verge of getting drunk. ![]() Then he gets behind me, wraps his legs around me and squeezes me from behind with his thighs. He held his hand over my mouth so I couldn't spit it out either. No contest there, that sock ended up stuffed inside of my mouth. Yeah I LOVED this but I still tried fighting back because I was slightly embarrassed about it. Keep in mind we've been walking all day, it was past midnight and we're outside in public.Īfter a while of wrestling me on the ground, his sock in his hand right over my nose, he said to me, "You should chew on my sock for a bit" and without even saying another word he stuffed it in my mouth. Then he started grabbing at me, wrestling me to the ground and smothering my nose with his sweaty sock. The only one I ever went up to and told, "Yeah, so I like feet." So last night, to tease me, he took his sock and started hitting me in the face with it. He's like one of the only guys who actually KNOWS I have a foot fetish. For some reason Marc took his right shoe and sock off and started messing with his toe. Just talking, listening to the traffic and feeling the wind. We were at our friend's apartment complex, sitting outside on the curb by the road. Okay so a few days ago I was hanging with my buddy Marcel, and we ended up getting alcohol and drinking it. ![]()
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