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"Want to waste our precious time so you can goon to us silly fucker? You better sniff all that stink well you stupid gooner."

I've always been so obsessed with firefighters. They always turn me on, and I'm addicted to gooning over firefighter themed porn. I caved in and called for an emergency today as a 'prank'. One of the team members didn't let it go and insisted I should be punished.

There, he was standing over me after beating me up, forcing me to confess everything. His sweaty socks were inches above my face.

"You appreciate firefighters, don't you? Show me fucker. Kiss my foot. Kiss my filthy sweaty sock."

He didn't have to ask again. My face was buried in his socked foot, kissing and sniffing it.

"Sick fucker. That's what you fantasize about all the time? That's what you wasted our time for. I should turn you into the teams foot mat. What do you think, gooner boy? You don't have to answer. I know you'd love to."

He removed his sock and stomped my face. His feet were sweaty with sock lint between his toes.

"Chop chop fucker I have some real men work to do clean my foot already."

My tongue was already between his toes, getting all that good stuff before I suck on his toes.

"That's right, gooner. You better be able to serve my whole unit this way. Now fuck off I have to go."

(Story suggestion by: @vilmarfinneas)

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It's a college town so a lot of people own apartments and make money off renting to students. The building the fag lived in was like that. It was its first year living there and it was always horny seeing the college guys in and around the building. They were in that early stage of adulthood where they're still over testosterone filled and aggressive as hell. Figuring it would give it a try, it finally approached what seemed to be one of the friendliest and maybe mellowest guys around. He got up the nerve to ask if he'd come over and he let him sniff his sweaty socked feet. The guy laughed and said, shit, ya, and I'll bring some of my buddies too if you want. You were surprised that he said yes so fast and without much hesitation or calling you a pervert or being disgusted with you or even hitting you. What time? What? What time? What time do you want us up there? How about 8:00 tonight? All right fag we'll be there. At 8:00 there was a knock at its door. The fag opened it and there were three of them, the one it had spoken to and two of his friends. They walked into the fag's apartment like it was theirs. They had weed with them and a case of beer. One handed off the case of beer to the fag and said, go put this in the fridge. They turned on its TV and started messing around and said well faggot, we're here to give you what you need, so lay on the floor and get your fucking face underneath our sweaty stinking socks. and it laid down at the bottom of the couch where they're all sitting, and the first guy, the one the fag had spoken to earlier today, took off his sneakers and put his big sweaty dirty stinking socked feet on the fag's face. How's that faggot? You like that? They all laughed, and one of them pulled out a bag of weed and they all started smoking. What, no game station? They said faggot, have one the next time we come here. They turned on the TV and started looking for a movie to watch. One of them said to the other one, call for a pizza, it's on the faggot. They laughed again. By now all three of them had their sneakers off and their big sweaty stinking college socked feet on the fag's face and body, it was just a footstool to them, that's all. The only time they let it up for the rest of the night was to go answer the door to pay for their pizzas. When they finally left at about 2:00 in the morning, the one you had spoken to originally said hey, the next time we come up here, have a case of beer in the fridge for us and make sure you have a PlayStation. And oh yeah, you're going to reimburse us for the weed that we buy too. Seems fair since we're doing your little perverted thing for you don't you think? You wouldn't want any of the other guys in the building to know about this would you? They'd probably beat the fucking shit out of you. So just do what you say and you'll be fine and everyone will get what they want.

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Getting totally annihilated by the opposing soccer team your friend Chris was on, you were having second thoughts on talking shit and making bets that your team was going to stomp them. Your friend Chris had made you smell his feet before and you always pretended to hate it so when you opted to make a bet, he quickly chimed in if his team won, then you had to smell his feet after the game. He pushed you to agree then mentioned later in the week your friends, also on Chris’s team, Scott and Evan wanted in on the bet. Again you protested but went with it. Upon losing you headed to the locker room with your team. After everyone was gone, you stayed behind, and in came your friends, the three of them gloating and saying,”Yah you’re really gonna stomp us. Get on the floor loser and SNIFF the feeet!” You slightly begged but got down on the floor, Chris sitting above you, and pulled off his soccer socks. He showed the guys his socks and quickly covered your face beneath them. You breathed in the ripe stink of feet, looking into the gray bottoms, hearing him order you to sniff and kiss. You do as you smell his socked feet wiping on your face for several minutes. Your friend Scott takes a seat and you watch his socked feet smother your face. You feel a foot press down onto your stomach and after a moment, another press down onto your hardon under your compression shorts. Embarrassed you try to push it away but hear Chris laugh and kick your hand away. “Fucking knew you were into this. You never really try to get away when I make you smell my feet cause you love it!” You feel him jerk your boner as Even takes his turn, him now wiping his smelly bare feet over your face. You inhale his foot stink, face red with embarrassment. After what seem’s like forever, all three stand over you, and each cover your face with one foot, until you can’t see any of them, only their soles. You breathe excitedly as you hear Chris from above,”The guys want to do this to you again, so when we are over, you are soooo going to be our foot bitch. Smelling and licking our feet all night till you cum, got that foot sniffer?” They wipe their feet all over your face a few more swipes before helping you up off the floor. 

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Always when the fraternity boys are togethe and roughhousing ensues, the multiple socked feet eventually are pushed into Chad's face (green) until he is off the couch. Unable to get up off the floor, the college guys ambush his face with the smell of their feet, the bottoms of them rubbed in his face until he beg's for mercy. Of course, mercy is not given and some of the socks are yanked off, Chad forced to smell all the bare feet as well. The fraternity bro's seem to gang up on Chad the most with their feet as he's the most likely to keep laying on the floor and taking it.

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Up in Eric’s room with his other buddies, Dustin and Nathan, Jeff had to sit on the floor by Nathan as Dustin and Eric were on the bed and Nathan sitting in the chair behind him. Jeff could already detect Nathan’s stinky socks from behind him. He kn ew this odor as Nathan had teasingly ambushed him with his smelly socked feet a few week’s before. He did his best at resisting them but saw that Nathan was having to good a time in making him breathe them in.  10 minutes had passed with them talking and watching the game, he could feel Nathan push his socked feet on his backside. Jeff played it off like it was nothing then heard some slightly shuffling from behind. He heard Nate say,”Hey Jeff…”  Jeff turned around to look up at his friend and saw Nathan’s bare foot raised up with a gleeful smile across his face.  “My feet want another round.”    “Please no, I barely survived…,” Jeff began but couldn’t finish as both bare feet locked around his neck. He could feel himself being pulled back and pushed down to the floor. Before he could move, he saw the bottoms of both soles descend upon his face, his nose pushing into them, the strong teen foot odor filling his nostrils. “Mfffhhhh,” Jeff muffled out before pushing one foot off his face. “Nooo, Nate. Your feet,” Jeff gasped as the foot quickly came back, his whole face disappearing again. Nathan chuckled from above saying,”Yah my feet what? You know you wanna smell them again! Go on…. Stay down there and get a good sniff!”  Jeff wrestled with the feet for a few minutes, tried raising himself up, but ultimately continued feeling his friend’s bare soles push his face back down.  After 10 minutes, he barely heard his other friend Dustin comment,”Jeff, you like getting degraded by Nate’s feet?”   Jeff only muffled out a faint no, feeling embarrassed, as he weakly tried pushing the feet away.  He could see Nathan looking down at him before watching both feet engulf him. Nathan began shaking them on his friends face and saying cockily,”Yah, you do. My feet rule you.” Jeff felt one padded sole slide down his nose till Nathan’s toes nestled and curled over his nostrils. “Now smell!”  

Jeff took a deep inhale, the foot scent totally annihilating his face and senses. He struggled and tried to maneuver his face out from under them to no avail before grabbing the jean cuff’s, pulling Nathan’s feet to either side of his face, and croaked out,”You win. I admit defeat.”  Nathan raised his arms up in a quick victory pose, brought them down, and solemnly peered down at his exhausted friend. Jeff felt Nathan’s toes push against the sides of his cheeks, feeling them smoosh together distorting his face. Nathan smiling, he asked,”Like my feet in your face?”  Jeff knew he did and could sense Nathan enjoyed the challenge of it as well in keeping him down.  He took a risk and slowly nodded yes against his friends toes. Nathan grinned, adding,”Smelling them?”  Jeff again nodded yes. Nathan flashed a bigger smile of satisfaction and propped his feet back on-top  of his face, completely smothering him. For the next 20 min Jeff felt the toes and smelly soles smear over his nose, inhaling the dry scent, only pretending to hate it a handful of time for appearances. Eric and Dustin soon got tired of gaming and they all decided to head to the mall for awhile. Dustin ribbed Jeff a little bit on being Nathan’s foot rest while they walked around.  Jeff blushed a little and fumbled out an excuse of being tired and Nate being too strong. Nathan responded back victoriously,”My feet always end up beating him.”  When Eric and Dustin started talking about something else, Nathan leaned into Jeff and said covertly,”You’re defiantly smelling my feet again. You want that?”  Jeff gulped and said,”Yes.”  Nathan responded snickering, “Haha, yah be my foot slave. Wanna lick my feet and toes too?” Jeff responded,”Yes… my foot master.” 

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