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You went home for the summer after your first year of college. You applied to be grounds maintenance at the golf/country club in town. The groundskeeper called you and without even an interview, hired you. On your first day he said you were partnered with another guy home from college who had worked there last summer and that he'd be in shortly and to wait there for him. When he walked through the door your stomach dropped. It was one of your high school bullies from the class ahead of yours. He barely glanced at you and then said c'mon, time to work faggot. As he brought you through the course, showing you what you need to do, he kept referring to you as homo and fag and girlie and she. He'd purposely bump into you hard, almost knocking you off your feet. He pushed you a few times and told you to get out of his way. Later on in the afternoon he sat up on one of the utility boxes on the side of the course and told you to get down on your knees. You wouldn't so he got up and forced you down. He sat back up on the box and kicked off his sneakers. "Sniff 'em faggot, sniff my stinking socks, kiss 'em and thank me for getting you this job. Ya, that's right, I told the boss that I know you and recommended you, that's why you didn't need an interview. The boss fucking loves me, he basically lets me take charge of the grounds. So when I saw your application I thought man, what a great reunion this will be, a faggot and it's high school bully, right? What else could be better than a walk down memory lane, huh? So, you'll be spending every day with me. Every day. And you be doing shit like this whenever I tell you to, massaging and sniffing and kissing and worshipping my stinking dirty sweaty socked feet and thanking me for this job. And, you're going to do all the work. All of it. I'll supervise you, and you'll do the work for both of us. Don't like it? I can get you fired with just one word to the boss. Not to mention a summer of getting your ass kicked around town by me. So get on my stinking socks homo, sniff kiss and worship and thank me for my incredible generosity to a subhuman fag like yourself. It's gonna be a great summer man!"

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Clark (clarkpb01)

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american boys have some of the best feet 😩 and they’re always barefoot too, i’m a whore for american men

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Ya those cleats hurt a little faggot, huh? Wait until I really start applying pressure. In fact I think I'll stand full weight on your face with 'em. That outta leaves some nice marks for a few days. Everyone will know that some guy actually stood on your fucking face. How fucking embarrassing. You're a pathetic stupid cunt, y'know that? LOL

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Good faggot. And I want another pair. In blue. Bring them with you the next time I beckon you or don't come at all, you know the drill. Now for being a good little faggot you get to sniff my sweaty stinking socked feet for an hour. They stink from there don't they? Ya, I wore these all week at the gym just for you pig.

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I'm not even listening to you asswipe. Look at me. Get on your knees and hold my foot up and worship my fucking stinking sweaty socks. You wanna be a faggot I'm gonna treat you like one. Do you know how embarrassing it is for me to have a fag for a brother? You stupid cock sucking fagtard. Sniff my stinking socks, kiss 'em and beg for forgiveness for embarrassing me and the entire family. You'll never get my forgiveness but you're gonna beg for it anyway dick head. Now get to it, worship my stinking masculine straight sweaty socked feet bitch.

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When the groomsmen found out the bride had a fag cousin at the wedding they trapped it outside the back of the reception hall and took off their tight sweaty leather dress shoes and made it sniff and kiss and worship their sweaty stinking socked feet. They were pretty buzzed by then, so they used the fag's mouth as a urinal too so it could enjoy their recycled beer. They were out there drinking and smoking cigars for about two hours as they made that fag their sock slave and bullied and laughed at it. They all said that was the best reception ever.

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Caleb Owens via Instagram Stories

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With her stoner boyfriend crashing on the couch and you not budging from the other end, he doesn’t hesitate lifting his bare feet up, showing his dominance over your scrawny frame, and pressing the bottoms into your face. You’ve tried fighting back but he’s gotten used to this back and forth banter with you, and grown used to you being the footrest. You slouch into the cushion, groaning into his bare soles smothering your face as you inhale his foot odor. He covers your nose with a pair of toes and says,”Be quiet wimp. Lay there and smell my feet.” You quiet down, the tv turning on, toes pressing harder over your nostrils to sniff. You don’t know when your sis will be back but continue letting her college boyfriend fully dominate your face with his foot power. Him occasionally smirking over at you while rubbing his foot odor in your face and mocking,”Yah, like being my foot bitch don’tcha?”

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When your college roommate's best friend is over, who recently found out who have a foot fetish for guys stinky feet, he can't help but tease you about it. Extending his feet out at you, he demands you push your face into his smelly soles and take several deep inhales. You naturally can't resist and burry your face into his feet, deeply breathing in their odor. He laughs at you and asks if you could handle his and your roommates ripe bare feet smothered in your face at the same time. You nod your face 'yes' against the bottoms. He snickers and say's they'll have to try it. You get even more excited at the thought of it.

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shawn mendes has the best sole in the world 🥵

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Seeing your preppy college roommate bare feet up on the door of his car, knowing they’ve been baking in his Sperries most of the day, and also anticipating what he’ll make you do as you still need him to drive you around as your car is in the shop. He see’s you, bright smile across his face, and say’s,”What up slave…? Who’s your master?”  You slightly grin at him and respond,”You are.”  Still smiling, he responds,”Hell yah I am. And who’s going to enjoy my smelly feet rubbed in his face for this ride?”  You hop in the passenger seat, face him, and say,”Me.” Without hesitation, he swings his bare feet around toward you, and shoves them in your face. You sink down some, letting his bare soles smear against your  nose and mouth as you inhale their sweaty odor. “Fuck yah you are, foot slave.”  You smell the soles of his feet and under his toes for several minutes before hearing him say,”How do they smell?”  Face still plastered against the bottoms, unable to see anything but his soles, you muffle,”Wonderful master. Love your hot foot odor”  You hear him laugh and reply,”Good slave. I know you like it.” He removes his feet and drives you to your location. You get out, remind him you’ll be in in an hour or so, and you watch him drive away. Already getting used to his foot scent, you know you’ll have to probably suck his toes and lick his feet upon him picking you up. You’ve only had him as a roommate for a short while but his foot dominance toward you, smelling and feeling his feet smother your face, is slowly drawing you in. 

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