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I love dirty feet the dirtiest the better.

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wish I was the faggot smelling that foot.

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Ya man I've got this faggot here, he comes over and pays to sniff my dirty stinking socked feet while I game with you guys. Ya, it's fucking hilarious! Hey man, I don't care what his problem is, I make a cool one hundred bucks while I'm online and I don't have to do anything, just kick off my sneakers and put my sweaty socked feet on the desk. Ya, pretty twisted, right? Faggots are fucking perverts but I'm not NOT going to take their money if they wanna humiliate themselves sniffing my dirty socks, right? Hahaha!

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going to have to read this one.

Billy semi-hated his sisters new punk boyfriend. There was just the cocky attitude about him that he didn’t care for not to mention that he was only 5’10 and his sister’s boyfriend Luke was 6’4, always towering over him. The only thing Billy was drawn to was the 19 year old’s size 12’s and his foot smell. Every time Luke took his shoes off, the smell would fill the room. His sister had complained a couple times on it but Luke didn’t seem to take notice or change his behavior.  The three of them were in the den area with Jenny, Billy’s sister, coming in and out of the room to help their mom in the kitchen. Billy was originally on the couch watching some movie when Luke came in and sat down opposite of him. He had slipped off his shoes and after a short while, after Jen had exited the room, lifted his big bare feet up, and plopped them in his lap.  Billy could already smell them after the shoe were slipped off but it was now more apparent as they were right under his nose. Luke lifted one foot up, pushed it against Billy’s chest some, and said,”Hey, my feet are kinda tired. I need a foot massage.” The smell already getting him exited but he couldn’t blow his cover, responded,” Hell no, I’m not rubbing your rank feet.”  Luke grinned, easily lifting one foot up, and pressing it against Billy’s face. Billy watched the hulking foot press against his nose, pushing him back into the armrest as he heard Luke sarcastically say,”Awe, you mean this foot? Guess you want me to rub them in your face then since you don’t want to give them a massage.” Billy pushed the huge foot away but Luke quickly brought it back, lifting his other one up, pressing both against his face. Billy felt the pressure and his nose rub against the soles as his view was engulfed. He breathed in the baked foot smell of the HS senior as he felt the bare soles rub over his face. Billy grunted out and Luke responded,”How do my feet smell?” Billy managed to pull one of them down and croaked out,”Fucking stink.” He then saw his sister come back into the room and grab a chair. Billy tried to put up more of a fight against the huge feet as Luke wasn’t letting up. She looked over at Luke had said half teasing,”You know your feet stink and you’re going to make him sick right.”  He responded,”Hey, he didn’t want to give me a foot massage so he opted for this instead.”  Billy wrestled with them for several more minutes and managed to keep his feet down in his lap just as their mom popped her head in asking for Jenn to help her with their neighbor next door. Jenn looked over at Luke and said,”Give me like 15 or 20 min then we can go.”  She got up and followed her mom out as Billy slightly relaxed. Luke turned his attention back to him, quickly shoved his 12’s back into his face, and said,”Keep smelling.” The soles consumed his entire face, covering him in foot odor as he lay there letting the bottoms rub against his nose. Billy inhaled as Luke rubbed his toes against his nostrils. ”Yah, fucking like that don’t you? Like my foot smell all in your face.” Billy got momentarily scared and tried pushing one foot away, stammering,”I don’t…” Luke quieted him up by covering his face again. “Shut up. Anyone would have bolted from the couch by now but you’re just staying there taking it. You’re loving this.”  Luke rubbed his bare feet into Billy’s face more persistently waiting for confirmation. When he didn’t get one, he squeezed Billy’s nose with his toes, and asked again. “Yes,” Billy reluctantly answered. Luke laughed at him and moved one set of toes down, slightly pushing them against Billy’s mouth. “Lick.” He licked between the punks toes, tasting the saltiness of them. Luke continued teasing him for several more minutes till he ordered him to put his shoes on. As Billy did, Luke said,”Looks like I got myself a new slave.” Luke stood up and looked down at him and ordered,”Get down and kiss my feet good bye.”  Billy knelt down, replying ‘yes master’ , and gave each shoe a few kisses. “Good slave boy. You’ll be worshipping them again soon.”

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Coming up the stairs to visit your friend, you see his older brother blocking the way. Before you can say a word, he says,”Corey went up to the store with our mom, he’ll be back in a bit. Also, are you into feet?”

You stare blankly at him but get a little totally squeamish inside cause you are but have been trying to hide it. 

He continues,”Cause I see you sometimes wrestling with my bro and I know he uses his feet to push you away and into the cushions. You don’t really try to hard to get away. Almost like you like him keeping you pinned under his feet. We briefly talked about it but it didn’t go anywhere but it got me thinking. I think you are into them. I know Corey won’t bring it up but since you haven’t said that you aren’t, I’m going to assume that you are. It’s all cool, I don’t care, and I won’t bring it up to Corey. But if you are into feet, how bout you kiss the bottom of my foot.”

You gulp, not sure how to handle this as you’ve never come out to anyone about your foot fetish. But you find yourself automatically leaning in and kissing the bottom of his bare foot. You see him grin a little and lift his other foot up and you kiss it as well. He get’s up and you follow him into the apartment. He tells you to sit at the end of the small couch as he takes the opposite end, then immediately presses both feet into your face.  “Smell my feet slave,” he says, easily rubbing the bottoms against your nose. You let it happen, the soles completely smothering your face. You grunt a little as his toes rub firmly against your nose. You hear him ask,”Like those feet rubbed in your face?”  You nod your face against them. “How bout you lick my toes,” you hear him say as he forces his big toe in your mouth. You open and suck on his big toe before moving your tongue between each of his other toes greedily. You lick his feet for a few minutes before he covers your face with both feet, pinning you under them at the end of the couch. You breathe them in while hearing him say,”Like I said, I won’t say anything to Corey about your foot fetish, he’ll eventually catch on, but don’t be surprised if you end up on the floor being my or both of our footrest if we’re watching movies. You want that?”  

“Yes foot master,” you muffle out shakily into his soles. 

“Good slave. Stick your tongue out,” the high school senior says as he drags the bottom of each foot up and down your tongue.  You both hear the keys in the door and he quickly removes his feet from your face, sitting normally on the couch. You see your friend and his mom walk in and try to act natural even though you are shaking inside. You wonder with excitement on what will transpire later on when it’s just the three of you gaming and watching movies together.

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Your nephew said he'd tell your brother that you tried to have sex with him if you didn't do everything he said. So there you were, a grown man, servicing your nephew's stinking sweaty socked feet for his sadistic bully amusement. He came over to your house every weekend to make you do this and then started inviting his friends over and hang out at your house, and sometimes he'd make you sniff and service their sweaty socked feet too. High school bullies are so cruel. And because you're a faggot they enjoyed it even more. Sometimes they'd be gaming or watching TV, drinking beer and smoking weed they made you buy for them, and used your face and body as their footstool for their big sweaty socked feet. You were humiliated but what could you do. If your nephew lied to your brother about sexually molesting him, he'd kill you, or at the very least you'd end up in jail, because you know that all his buddies would say they saw you do it. So, you accepted that you were your nephew's, and of his buddies, sock slave. Your pathetic fag life has come to this.

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That's right faggot, kiss it. You really thought I was gonna let some fag give me a fucking blow job? You should be more careful about who you cruise in that park. You're not the first fag I've picked up there and brought home to teach a lesson. Now kiss my stinking socked feet and beg me to not beat the shit out of you. It's probably going to happen anyway but I figure I might as well humiliate you since that's what you fags deserve you dirty piece of shit.

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I bet that shit smelt amazing nice ass shoes. I love a pair of nice shoes like those. 

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After your nephew overheard his parents talking about you being gay, he went and asked them if he could go spend the weekend with you because he really liked spending time with you and you hardly saw him around anymore. They said sure and he said he'd have his buds drop him off at your house after his soccer game after school Friday. You were surprised but happy about the request, you liked your nephew, he was a good kid, smart, a masculine straight confident jock like you wish you had been in school. After his friends dropped him after the match Friday, he just stormed in the door, no knock, no doorbell, he scared the shit out of you. You laughed and said hey buddy! He dropped his gym bag on the floor and said "pick it up you stupid faggot" and you were shocked and horrified. As you stood there not saying or doing anything, he punched you in the gut and you doubled over. "What didn't you understand faggot? Pick up my gym bag asshole." He was so angry and aggressive that your naturally sissy fag self did what he said, you didn't want to get punched again. "Follow me," he said and you did, into your bedroom. "I'll be sleeping here in the master bedroom, you can sleep in the guest room," he said. " Now put down my bag and get on the floor." You almost mindlessly did what he said, still stunned and afraid of him. He sat on the floor and kicked off his sneakers. "Sniff my stinking socks homo, I've been wearing the same pair all week at practice and at the match today, where by the way I scored the winning goal, I bet you wish you were like me you old fag, don't you?" he said and laughed. You hesitated, you couldn't believe what was happening. Then he slapped you across the face with his stinking socked foot. "Sniff it bitch," he said. You stuck your face into his socked sole and started sniffing as ordered. Ya, they smelled like he'd been wearing them for a week. He said "Now remember this, as you're pathetically sniffing your teenaged nephew's socked feet at his orders, you do whatever I tell you to do this weekend. Buy me and my buds beer. Pay for weed. We're gonna steam anything we want on your TV and computer and you're gonna pay for it. You're gonna go to the store and buy anything we want to eat. Got it bitch?" You instinctively said "Yes Sir." Everything he said he'd make you do happened that weekend, and that wasn't the only time he made you sniff his sweaty smelly dirty socked feet AND his buddy's. They all laughed at you. When he left Sunday evening he said "I'm going to start coming over here most weekends so get used to it faggot" and walked out the door into one of his buds cars who was picking him up.

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After your nephew overheard his parents talking about you being gay, he went and asked them if he could go spend the weekend with you because he really liked spending time with you and you hardly saw him around anymore. They said sure and he said he'd have his buds drop him off at your house after his soccer game after school Friday. You were surprised but happy about the request, you liked your nephew, he was a good kid, smart, a masculine straight confident jock like you wish you had been in school. After his friends dropped him after the match Friday, he just stormed in the door, no knock, no doorbell, he scared the shit out of you. You laughed and said hey buddy! He dropped his gym bag on the floor and said "pick it up you stupid faggot" and you were shocked and horrified. As you stood there not saying or doing anything, he punched you in the gut and you doubled over. "What didn't you understand faggot? Pick up my gym bag asshole." He was so angry and aggressive that your naturally sissy fag self did what he said, you didn't want to get punched again. "Follow me," he said and you did, into your bedroom. "I'll be sleeping here in the master bedroom, you can sleep in the guest room," he said. " Now put down my bag and get on the floor." You almost mindlessly did what he said, still stunned and afraid of him. He sat on the floor and kicked off his sneakers. "Sniff my stinking socks homo, I've been wearing the same pair all week at practice and at the match today, where by the way I scored the winning goal, I bet you wish you were like me you old fag, don't you?" he said and laughed. You hesitated, you couldn't believe what was happening. Then he slapped you across the face with his stinking socked foot. "Sniff it bitch," he said. You stuck your face into his socked sole and started sniffing as ordered. Ya, they smelled like he'd been wearing them for a week. He said "Now remember this, as you're pathetically sniffing your teenaged nephew's socked feet at his orders, you do whatever I tell you to do this weekend. Buy me and my buds beer. Pay for weed. We're gonna steam anything we want on your TV and computer and you're gonna pay for it. You're gonna go to the store and buy anything we want to eat. Got it bitch?" You instinctively said "Yes Sir." Everything he said he'd make you do happened that weekend, and that wasn't the only time he made you sniff his sweaty smelly dirty socked feet AND his buddy's. They all laughed at you. When he left Sunday evening he said "I'm going to start coming over here most weekends so get used to it faggot" and walked out the door into one of his buds cars who was picking him up.

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would you like to lick and suck my socks?.While,I will grabb your ears,stretching them,pinching them,twisting them to make bigger them for accommodate to my hands.Would you like I do it?

fuck yeah I would but unfortunately I am currently owned by a master and I have a kid so I cant sorry good luck.

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Forced sock worship