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I have always has a fetish for sniffing men’s dirty socked feet since I was a little boy. Once in a while I was able to arrange situations that would get someone to push their socked feet in my face and make me sniff them until I say uncle. As I got older, the arrange situations that I would get into became more of a more than once happening per person. See more Some would think that I was just weak and the thought of them dominating me got them excited, while others were liking the thought of just punishing me into humiliation which would a couple times turn into becoming their slave for a weekend. What they didn’t know is that I arranged for these situations to happen, and it was me that made them think they were getting the best of me, because that’s how I was able to submit to them and sniff their stinking feet. Anyway, one time I moved to a single occupancy studio where you had to share the bathroom and kitchen which I didn’t mind at all. There was a handsome big built guy, named Jason, that would always come into the kitchen while I was cooking making small talk, like: That smells good, or what do you have cooking tonight. I would always respond with small talk because I couldn’t think of anything buy his leather boots and big feet. He wore leather all the time, and always had the same pair of leather boots on which I can only begin to imagine what it would be like to worship him. Nothing really happened during my stay there, until about five years after moving out. I was walking by the old place reminiscing about the days when I lived there and before I knew it, my ex-neighbor came up on his motorcycle and said, “I remember you.” I looked and said, “Oh, of course, you was the neighbor that would always come into the kitchen when I would be cooking.” He said, “Yes, it smelled so good.” I explained that I was just reminiscing about the time I lived there and was wondering if everything was the same. He said, “I think so, why don’t you come up to my place and see for yourself.” I couldn’t say yes fast enough and we proceeded up to his place. Most of the rooms are the same, a dresser, nightstand, a single bed, and TV stand, and a closet for clothes. As we walked in he instructed me to sit down, and I didn’t want to sit on his bed, so I sat on the floor in front of the TV, leaning my back on the side of the bed. He told me that I could sit on the bed, and I told him that I was comfortable down her. He got a couple beers, and we started drinking when I noticed that he had on the same pair of leather boots when I lived there. I couldn’t stop looking at them when I asked, “Are those the same boots you are wearing from when I lived here.” He said, “Yes, I love them so much I just couldn’t get rid of them, besides they are more comfortable now that they are conformed to my feet.” I got up the nerve to say that I always love the smell of leather boots, especially worn soft leather. That’s when he said, “Well why don’t you remove them for me and have a closer look. I have been riding all day in these boots, so the smell might be pretty bad.” I said, “No problem, I love the smell of worn leather that I can handle any smell.” He said, “Ok, it’s your nose,” So he lifted the boot that was farthest way from me, which I grabbed it and began to untie it. He had knots in both boots, so I had to use my teeth to untie the boot, then began to slowly remove it. After I removed it, I put it up to my nose and began to sniff deeply the leathery scent. When he didn’t lift his other boot to me, I bent down to untie that boot with my teeth, only to find my nose directly on top of his other socked feet. The smell was better than I could ever imagine. I made sure it took a little longer to untie that boot to enjoy smelling the sweet scent of his other socked foot. Well, he must have noticed me taking an extra long time, because after I got his boot untied and pulled off, he took his other socked foot and planted in on my neck. He pushed me down to his other socked feet and asked me if it smelled ok. I said, “Yes, it smells ok, why” Because he then said, “When you were living here I noticed how you always like looking at my feet, and wonder if there would ever come a time that you can show me how much you like them.” He then told me to roll over and he placed both socked feet on my face and said, “These are yours to sniff as much as you want, then we can talk about giving you a reward for your service.” I said, ‘Yes, sir” He said, I like that, you can call me sir from now on, and you will be spending the night tonight, you understand.” “Yes sir,” I said with pleasure. He continued to let me sniff his feet for about an hour which I gladly obliged. He then said, “You really like doing this don’t you?” which I replied, “Yes, sir, I do.” He continued saying, “Now it’s time for your reward, are you ready?” I said, “Yes sir, I will do whatever you want me to do sir.” He then unzipped his pants and pulled is cock out which was pretty good size and semi-erect. He said, “Come up here and take care of my reward.” I said, ‘Yes, sir, “and got to my knees and grabbed his cock with both hands. I began moving my hands slowing up and down his shaft without taking my eyes off of it, when he grabbed my head and pushed my on top of it. I opened my mouth while he slid it in my mouth. He started pushing my head back and forth while his cock got bigger and bigger. He said, “I was hoping that I would run into you one of these days, just to see how far you would go to sniff my dirty socked feet.” He continued saying, “Now that I know, I think we are going to get along very nicely.” After about five minutes I heard the door swing open and in walks another tall husky leather man with worn leather boots also. He said, “What’s going on here” Jason said, “Remember I told you about the guy that use to live here and would always look at my feet.” He said, “Yes, is this him?” Jason said, “Yes it is and after he has been smelling my socked feet for another I rewarded him with my cock.” He then look down at me and said, ‘This is my new room mate, Cliff, of three months. He needed a place to stay and we have a lot in common. He also likes to see someone worship his leather boots.” Cliff went over to get a beer, then sat on the bed next to Jason and watched as I continued worshiping Jason’s cock. He began stiffening up, but before he came, he pulled my head off of him and told me to take off Cliff’s boots. I watched as Cliff looked down on me and lifted his one boot eye level. I began to untie his boot which he sat down on the ground, so I had to follow him down there to continue. I pulled off his boot and saw a black cotton sock that was warm and moist. The smell was worst that Jason’s but I rubbed the bottom of his socked feet and rubbed it across my face. He then lifted the other boot up and said, “Come on, don’t take too long to remove the other one. I removed the other boot and place it on the floor, when he said, “Lay down on your back.” I said, “Yes sir,” Which he replied, “It’s yes, master. That’s what you will refer to both of us, understand?” I said, “Yes masters.” He place both feet on my face and took turns placing each foot on my nose making sure I get a good smell. I sniffed and sniffed as much as I can. He then picked up his feet off of my face, the Jason grabbed me and pulled me up to begin servicing his cock again. I sucked his cock so hard that my mouth was getting sore, but I continued to earn my reward. While I continued on Jason, I noticed that Cliff has pulled out his semi-erect cock and started playing with it. It was a little bigger than Jason’s which I thought Jason’s was big. After about 25 minutes of sucking, which is a long time in sucking time, he tightened up his hips and exploded his cum inside my mouth which he forced me to swallow by tapping the back of my head. After I swallowed the first load, he unloaded two more times which I also swallowed with no problem. After I was done, he pushed me down to the floor and placed his socked feet on my face, again. By now I was loving every square inch of his socked feet and wanted to be under them forever. Before I could get comfortable, Cliff pulled me up between his legs and said, ‘Open your mouth, bitch, and take it in.” I opened my mouth as he shoved it in and I started sucking it like I never have before. I have only sucked two cocks before and was not very good at it, but I was sucking his like a true professional. Something about him made me want to please him as much as I could. I was enjoying his cock which lasted about twenty minutes. All during that time he started verbally abusing me. Since he really didn’t know who I was, he started saying things like, “You are a pathetic little cock sucker that can only be happy when dominated by men.” “Suck harder you useless faggot,” and “You are to be nothing more than our foot slave and cock faggot, you lowlife sob.” Before he could continue, he cummed about three times also, and then placed me on the floor to worship his socked feet again. After about an hour they both got up off the bed, and went to get three beers. They sat down on the bed and commanded me to put their boots back on, which I did without hesitation. He then handed me a beer, and we watched a little television. He told me that it was time to go and if I wanted to smell their feet again, I was to be over every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday night around 6 pm, and we will allow you the pleasure of servicing your masters. I said, “Yes masters.” then got up off of the floor and headed home. I was so happy and excited it was all I could think about the entire night. I ended up jacking off about five times during the whole night just thinking about what my new adventures would be.
The year was 1935 in Germany, my father was on a special assignment for the American which was expected to last for at least three years. With mom passing away a few years earlier, my father knew of the difficulty that I had adjusting to him being away so long and not having my mom, so he decided to take me along with him. See more Now since I was a relative of an American working for the government, I did not need a passport. I started attending school right after I arrived which wasn’t that hard because I already knew German. I hooked up with a boy that was very good looking, blonde hair, blue eyes, tall, and had big feet. See being on my own for such I while I developed a passion for means feet. Anyway, we became pretty good friends and I started hanging around his place on a regular basis. My dad didn’t mind because he was always busy and he thought it would do me good to finally have someone who I can talk to. When I was always at his place, the first thing he did was to remove his shoes and walk around in his socked feet. I would get excited over the look and the smell and was at the point of beginning to get aroused for the first time. I was 14 and have been experiencing puberty for a year or more and haven’t learned to control it. You know how that is. The end of the year his parents were gone and we were their alone for News Years Eve. We decided to get drunk and was listening to music, then listened to the radio and talked. As we got drunk I noticed something different about him, he was asking a lot more questions about what life was in the US, and if I had any friends. I began to tell him about my mother and I was shy and never talked to many people my age. I also told him that I was so shy that nobody back there would ever notice I was gone if something should happen to me. A few minutes later he place his right foot on my lap, he was still in the same socks that we put on early in the morning. He said, “You know, I‘ll always be your friend and make you happy” as he started rubbing my crotch with his foot. Now like I said before, I haven’t learned hour to control myself and started pitching a tent. He said that he noticed me getting excited whenever he took off his shoes, and that we has been wanting me to give him a foot massage. It didn’t take long for me to grab his foot, started rubbing and sniffing it. At first he was kind of hesitant, but as I sniff and rubbed my face all over it he began to open up. That’s when he place his second foot on my chest and slowly moved it up to my mouth and nose. I immediately got on the floor, pulled both pairs of feet on my face and worshiped them for about two hours. We fell asleep on the couch. We woke up the next morning with my face laying on his socked feet. This started a regular routine until he began attending a after school program. This program would give them three hours of training at a camp. It was later known at the SS Youth Camp. They were training children for the up coming was that Hitler was planning. I noticed that each month that he was in the youth camp he would get more aggressive and dominant over me. I guess being brainwashed into believing that Americans were a submissive race of people and the Germans were more superior. He began by pushing me down to the floor and making me take off his shoes. He use to take them off as he walked in the door. He would look down on me with a sadistic grin enjoying humiliating me when ever he can. Soon it came to the point that he was going to be moving into the barracks. When I went back to my home, I noticed my dad was not there and everything was gone. Come to find out the SS placed him and his belongings on a plane back to the US in the middle of the night. They didn’t even give him a chance to contact me, because it happened so fast. I was scared and went back the Frederick and told him what happen. I explained to him that I didn’t have a passport and don’t know how I was going to get back. That’s when he grabbed me and pushed me down on my knees. He said, “What are you willing to do for me if I get you a way back.” I told him anything. He then unbutton his pants, pulled his dick out and said., “I want you to grab it and suck hard.” Now I never had any thoughts about sucking another man off, but when I looked up I could tell he was serious. So I grabbed his dick, opened my mouth, and placed it around his hard dick and began sucking it. At first I didn’t know how to do it, but when he started moving it out and inside my mouth, I started reciprocating until it got huge. I had to get use to the salty taste, but I enjoyed every moment while he put his hand on the back of my head and pushed so hard it was hitting the back of my throat. After he cummed in my mouth two times, I laid on the floor with his socked feet on my face. I laid their just looking up and seeing the smile on his face. After I was done he looked down at me and said, “I knew I could control you, your just like all the other American’s, weak and pathetic.” I didn’t know what to say because I thought we got along good. During the next three months he got more aggressive started making me sniff, worship, and suck him off twice a day He would humiliate me more and more and made me begin to call him master, and respond by yes sir. He was still going to youth camp and every time he goes he comes back more demeaning, and more aggressive. I learned that the Youth Camp was a place where kids trained to fight a war. By now it was 1938 and Germany was attacking Europe and Russia on the other side. The soldiers were fighting long hours and had no time for personal relaxation to relieve the tensions of fighting. I was already settling in to being Fredericks sock slave and servant, while he learned how to deal with controlling his puberty. It seemed that with him using my mouth as a release he would begin cuming multiple times in one session. Soon the day came for him to leave for service, but he didn’t want me to be alone, so he took me with him. Oh, I didn’t tell you that his father was an officer with political clout in the German Army, so Frederick didn’t have to go into combat, he was assigned to a military base. I don’t know what he told his superior officers but they let him bring me along. Then I figured out why he brought me there, I would still maintain my regular duties of servicing him, but he began making me shine the boots of all the officers in the Officer Quarters. Frederick thought it would be a treat for me as a reward for taking care of him. He was right, it didn’t take long for the officers to start lining up for the boots polished. So that began another chapter in my contribution to WWII, but not for the same reasons as everyone else.
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My fantasy, What would you do, sirs One night I posted an online message saying that I will be walking around my neighborhood around nine pm. I'll be on the Oceanside Blvd a few blocks from the beach. I am wearing a blue short sleeve t-shirt, blue jeans, and white tennis shoes. Also I will be wearing a baseball cap. I'll be waiting for you. See more A few cars drive by, slow down, then take off with the exception of one car containing at least three guys inside. That car slows down, takes off, then comes around a couple of more times slowing down when it gets close by. I look towards it, smile and nod my head as if to say hello. I walk a little further and there is the car pulled along side the road. I walk to the car and stop, when one guy asks me the directions to I-15. I begin to get him directions when the other two guys grab me and pull me into the back seat. There two of the guys jump in the back while the first guy drives away. I am both excited but scared wondering if these guy really seen my post on craigslist, or is it some random kidnapping that has nothing to do with my post. They push me down on the floor with their feet on my back pressing down hard. I am pleading with them not to hurt me with their feet and I'll do anything they ask as long as they don't hurt me. Before too long they stop, get out and put a blind fold on me while taking me into a house or some shelter. They throw me on the floor and remove the blind fold. They tell me that I will do whatever they want if I want to go home tonight. I say ok, then they make me lick their shoes for a while, then I am ordered to take them off and worship their socked feet. If you were one of the guys in that car, what would you make me do, and how would you force me into serving you.
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