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    Trent's Bare Feet

    I had a request for a story with a foot fetish theme to it, if you don't have a foot fetish, this story might not be for you.

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    Today marked the beginning of something new. High school was behind me. I woke up about 10am. I felt a little itch on my sac, I reached down and gave my balls a good scratch deep down underneath them. Kinda sweaty. I put my fingers up to my nose to smell. They were a little musty, not a bad smell though. I know many would think I was gross for doing this, but it’s just something I do.

    I got out of bed and put on my sweatpants, nothing else, just sweatpants. I like the feeling of my penis swinging around against the soft fabric. It almost makes me feel naked as I walk.

    I looked in the mirror and thought to myself “Well, you’re still short.” I’m 18 years old, and that means I will be 5’7” for the rest of my life. I guess my mother was lying to me when she would say “Oh honey, you’re probably just a late bloomer.”

    I went into the kitchen, my mom was doing dishes.

    “Can I get you something to eat?” She asked

    “No, I’ll just have some cereal.”

    “What are you going to do today?” She asked as I poured some milk on my cereal.

    “I still need to find a place to live.”

    “I wish you would just come with us.”

    “Why would I move to Kansas? We live next to the ocean, my friends are here. What is there in Kansas? Wheat? Or rocks or something? No thanks.”

    I lifted a spoonful of cereal to my mouth, milk dripped from the spoon back into the bowl, and I could feel a cold drop hit my chest. I wiped it off with my hand and wiped my hand on my sweats.

    I put my empty bowl in the sink, perfect timing, my mom was just about done doing dishes. I walked outside and the sun blinded me a little. I squinted as I walked down the warm sidewalk. The stupid paperboy tossed the paper on the lawn which was wet from the sprinklers earlier in the morning. I stepped off the warm dry sidewalk and onto the wet grass in my bare feet. The paper was a little damp, but readable. My walk back up the sidewalk did a good job of drying off the bottoms of me feet. When I got in the front door I wiped the sides of my feet on the lower part of my sweats to get a few remaining blades of grass off.

    I sat down at the table and started looking for a place to live. First I looked at houses; I thought to myself “How the fuck does anyone afford any of these?” I lowed the bar a little and looked at apartments. $700 per month for an apartment? I need a better job! I was NOT moving to Kansas, I started looking in the “roommate wanted” section. I found a few possibilities.

    By late afternoon, I had crossed off 3 ads after meeting with my potential roommates. The cat woman? No. Fat smoker? No. The bitch that said I was too young? She said no. I called the next one on the list, he said to come on over.

    I pulled up to the address. It was a house, nothing special, just a nice house in what seemed to be a nice neighborhood. I knocked on the front door and a guy in his late twenties, wearing sweats and a sleeveless shirt answered the door. He was at least 6’1” and looked very athletic. I immediately didn’t think this was going to work. I was very intimidated by him. He was older than me, bigger than me, and I just felt like he probably wouldn’t like me.

    The other problem was that I developed an instant crush on him, and when it came to guys that I liked, I got very shy. I didn’t see guys as being obtainable, especially one like this.

    “Come on in.” He said “I’m Trent”

    “Hi, I’m uh….. Dylan” I stammered

    As I walked through the door he pointed to the floor “You can leave your shoes right there, no shoes in the house.”

    Trent showed me where my room would be and gave me a quick tour of the rest of the house. I enjoyed following him and staring at his body when he was leading the way. We made our way back to the living room, and he said “Have a seat, let’s talk.”

    I sat on the couch and he sat in a recliner off to the side of me. He pulled the handle on the recliner and his legs rose up with the footrest. He crossed his legs and I had a perfect view of the bottoms of his feet. They were very wide, and they had to be at least a size 12 or 13. His house must be very clean because his socks showed very little sign of dirt on them. His socks weren’t pulled very tight. They looked loose on his feet towards the toes. There was a gap between his low cut socks and his sweats where you could see his golden tan skin and leg hair.

    “What do you do for work?” Trent asked

    “I work part time at a fast food restaurant.”

    Trent looked like he was in deep thought for a moment. “Ok, Dylan…..I’m going to be honest with you. I really don’t think you can afford to stay here with me.”

    “I’m sorry, there was no price in the ad, so I wasn’t sure.”

    “Hold on, I’m not turning you away yet. We might be able to work something out.”

    Trent looked at me like he was waiting for a response. But he didn’t ask me a question.

    “Let’s do this. Stay here tonight. Don’t move all your stuff in, just stay tonight. If you still want to live here after tonight, I will let you stay here for $200 per month.”

    “Two hundred dollars? That’s it?” I asked

    “Well, that’s all the money you would have to pay, but that’s not it. Come here, I want to show you something.”

    Trent got up and walked down the hall. I got up and took a few quick steps to catch up. I took the opportunity to look at the scenery again as Trent walked. He had such a powerful looking ass. His sweats were loose and baggy on his legs, but they were formed around his ass so you could make out exactly what it looked like. Then Trent stopped in the hallway. I looked up, and Trent was looking forward and to the right. As I looked over his right shoulder……Oh fuck! I saw his face in the mirror. His eyes looked into mine, with a devilish smile on his face.

    Trent turned around and said “I was looking at you on our first tour of the house. It appears to me……… you found something you like.”

    There was a pause, and Trent raised his hand up, and ran four of his fingers through the front of my hair, adjusting it to how he liked it I guess.

    Trent continued “So have I.”

    I felt faint. It felt like my blood was boiling hot and racing through my veins. I had no clue what to say, or what to do.

    “Are you ok?” Trent asked as he placed his hand on the side of my head and lifted it so I was looking at him, instead of the ground. The top of my head only came up to his chin, so I had to look up to see his face.

    “Yeah, I just really like you.” I said, I immediately thought “Did I really just fucking say that?” I was nervous before, now you can add embarrassed to the list.

    “Look at you, your trembling. Calm down ok?”

    I shook my head in acknowledgement.

    “Come on, let’s go sit down. You look pale.”

    I turned and walked back to the couch. Part way there I felt Trent put the palm of his hand on my shoulder. He wasn’t pushing me, or guiding me, but all of my other senses disappeared. All I could feel was him touching me. Everything else seemed fuzzy, except his large hand touching me.

    I sat on the end of the couch and Trent sat at the opposite end.

    “Can you do me a favor? Trent asked

    I nodded affirmatively.

    “Could you rub my feet?” He asked as he raised one of his large feet up and set it on my lap.

    I grabbed his foot with both of my hands. With one on each side I used my thumbs to rub the bottom of his foot. His feet were warm, and his socks were slightly moist from his sweat. I felt better now that I could concentrate on something. Trent started talking to me, probably to help me feel more comfortable.

    “Have you ever had a boyfriend?” He asked

    “No, no one knows, I have never told anybody that I like guys.”

    “I found you out first huh? Cool.” Trent said as he nodded his head, happy with himself

    “Pull that sock off would you Dylan?”

    I put my fingers in his sock next to his ankle and pulled it down over his heel. Then I grabbed the sock by the toe and pulled it off. Because his foot had a moist feeling to it I couldn’t slide my thumbs on it anymore. Instead I place my thumbs on the bottom of his foot and pushed really hard making a circular motion deep into the muscle in his foot. Trent’s head fell backwards and he looked at the ceiling as he said “Ohh yeah, you’re good at this.”

    After a while he switched feet. He tucked the one I had already rubbed between the couch and my back.

    “You look like you have a tight little body.” Trent said “Stand up, I want to see it.”

    I stood up, and set his bare foot down on the couch.

    “Take that shirt off. Let’s see what your chest looks like.”

    I felt so small with him in the room. Usually guys his size make fun of little guys like me. I pulled off my shirt and held it in my hand.

    “Don’t be embarrassed about that Dylan, you’re hot.”

    I smiled a little and looked at the ground, embarrassed.

    “Ok, take off those pants, I wanna see those legs.”

    I did as I was told. I stood in front of him wearing my socks and boxers.

    “You might as well give me the whole show.”

    I was very slow to react, too slow for Trent.

    “Come on, get naked for me. I want to see that hard little body.”

    I looked at the uncovered windows on the door and back at Trent.

    “Don’t worry about it, come on, let’s see that package.”

    I stood naked in front of Trent.

    “Very nice” He said “Sit back down and finish what you were doing.”

    I sat down and Trent put his foot back in my lap. His soft couch felt good on my naked body. As I rubbed his foot again the heel of his foot was touching my penis. I rubbed his toes, the top of his foot, and his ankles.

    “Lick it.” Trent said

    I looked at him, shocked at what I had just heard.

    “You pick the spot, but I want you to lick my foot.”

    I looked down at his foot, thankful that they seemed clean, and picked a spot. I lifted his heavy foot up and placed my tongue on the bottom of his foot, right in the center. There was almost no taste, there was a very faint smell, but I liked it. It was Trent, therefore I embraced it. I ran my tongue up the bottom of his foot to his big toe. In an effort to please Trent I put his whole big toe in my mouth, wrapped my lips around it, and tickled the bottom of it with my tongue while it was still in my mouth.

    Trent adjusted himself under his sweats.

    “Your making me wet Dylan.” He said as he pulled his finger out to show me a clear liquid on the end of it.

    “Go ahead, try it.”

    I leaned over to him and let him put his finger in my mouth. It really didn’t have any flavor to it, but I really wanted it because I knew it came out of Trent.

    “Lay down on the floor, face up.” Trent said

    I walked around the coffee table and laid down on the carpet. Trent stood up and I looked up at him towering over me.

    “Masturbate” He said “Tell me when you are going to cum.”

    I put my erection in my hand and started sliding my circumcised penis through my hand. Trent walked up and placed his bare foot on my stomach and chest. It felt warm, and very heavy on me. He wasn’t putting a lot of weight on it, but enough to make me feel inferior to him.

    “That’s it. Pound your meat for me. You’ve got some cum in there that is mine.”

    I strained to look down. I could see my naked chest, with Trent’s foot on top of it, his five toes resting between my nipples. I looked at his other foot, I could tell it had more weight on it, it was pressing into the carpet. His toes would strain, then relax as he would adjust his balance and try not to crush me.

    “Ok, I’m going to cum.” I said breathing hard

    “Get up” Trent said as he moved his bare foot off me. I stood up to find Trent standing with one of his feet flat on the coffee table, the other on the carpet.

    “Cum on my foot” he said

    I continued stroking myself until I got close to cumming again, then I had to bend my legs at the knees to lower myself down to get my penis closer to his foot. Cum jolted out of me and the white creamy substance landed on the top of Trent’s large bare foot. It felt weird letting my seed land on him and not get wrapped up in a Kleenex or wash down the shower drain. After the last spurt came out I gripped my dick tightly and squeezed out one last drop which slowly strung out and finally released itself onto Trent’s foot.

    Trent looked at me and said “Don’t waste too much time, it tastes better warm.”

    Even though most of my sexual energy and enthusiasm went away when I climaxed, I still wanted to make Trent happy. I Got down on my knees and lowered my head down to Trent’s foot. I could smell my cum, just before my tongue touched it. I ran my tongue up the top of his foot through my fresh cum. I pulled my tongue in my mouth and swallowed. I continued to lick until most of it was gone. Trent sat down, but left his foot on the table with his toes in the air. I ran my tongue through every gap in between his toes to get all of the cum.

    When I looked up at Trent I noticed that he had pulled his sweatpants down just a little, and he was stroking his penis. It was like everything else on Trent’s body… big. 8 inches at least, and very wide. I also noticed that his was uncut.

    Trent stood up and said “Sit here. Put your feet up on the coffee table.”

    I did as I was asked and Trent stood on the other side of the table facing me. A few moments later Trent grabbed both of my ankles with his hand he wasn’t using to pleasure himself with, and lifted them up close to his dick. I felt a warm cum squirt onto the bottoms of my feet. He lowered my feet a little and shot a few spurts at my toes, cum saturated in between a few of them and a large shot of cum landed on my big toe. I could feel his warm cum slowly run down the bottoms of me feet. He set my feet back down on the table. A moment later cum was on the table, after it ran all the way down my foot.

    Trent slipped his dick back into his sweatpants and said “I’ll go get you a towel.”

    When he returned he picked up my feet and wiped off the bottoms of them.

    “Would you like to try some?” He asked as he pointed to his cum that was on my big toe.

    I pulled my foot up to my mouth, his cum smelled slightly different from mine. I was excited to taste his cum. I placed my whole big toe in my mouth and enjoyed the taste of his cum. I only wish it was warm.

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    Re: Trent's Bare Feet

    Fantastic story man.

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    Re: Trent's Bare Feet

    Very good. I really like your stories, Hot1980. They're well written and a lot of fun to read.
    You depend on our protection yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth!

    I know you'll find your own way when I'm not with you tonight.

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    Re: Trent's Bare Feet

    wow really hot great story....

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    Re: Trent's Bare Feet

    Excellent story - thanks for sharing it!!

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    Re: Trent's Bare Feet

    Great story please write more . this a Hot story

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    Re: Trent's Bare Feet

    Even though I don't have a foot fetish I still found the story very erotic. I'd even do what Dylan did just to get at Trent.....lol

    Craiger

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    Re: Trent's Bare Feet

    Quote Originally Posted by Craiger View Post
    Even though I don't have a foot fetish I still found the story very erotic. I'd even do what Dylan did just to get at Trent.....lol

    Craiger
    Yeah, I'm not a huge foot fetish guy either, I love giving foot rubs, and getting them. If my partner is into it, he can do whatever he wants to my feet....but he probably won't get it in return. I like being authoritive though, if I know my partner likes feet and likes being submissive, he will enjoy himself with me.

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