Finding it embarrassing but deep down exciting at the same time, when your friend would do this to you in an almost empty study hall. He knew you had a foot fetish, was cool with it, so cool with it that he began having you sniff and lick his feet when you were at each other’s houses. But lately, enjoyed teasing you more daringly about it during school. Goofing around with him, you ended up on the floor, him standing over you. You tried to get up but he’d push you back down with one of his Van’s, keeping his foot on your chest. You noticed no one really paying attention to the both of you so you let it carry on. Him grinning down at you, say’s teasingly,”You know you like it down there, controlled by my feet.” “Yes,” you faintly reply back with a smile. He raises his eyebrows, grin widens, as you see him slip off one of his Van’s exposing his bare foot. “No, don’t do it,” you say. He smiles bigger, a thrill rushing through him, as he lifts his bare foot up, and brings it down on your face. You turn your head some so the bottom comes down on the side of your nose to dodge the direct contact. Your friend slides his foot over and tilts your face back upward before properly cushioning it on your nose, rubbing your face with the bottom. “Smell it.” You take a deep sniff, the odor of his foot driving you crazy, but still resist cause you don’t want to be super embarrassed by just taking it. You struggle with his foot some then see your other two mutual friends come over. “Need some help Kyle?,” one of your mutual friends asks. “Yes,” your friend responds. You immediately feel both your wrists being held down and feel both of your friends shoes keeping you still. “Ahhhh no,” you jokingly muffle out as your friend diligently wipes his foot and toes all over your nose, making you breathe his foot odor while your friends watch. Both of them unaware of the mutual situation you and your friend have and think this is just him ribbing you. You hear your friend snicker, feeling your face wiggle under his foot, “Yah, smell it. Like it down there don't you?” You lay there, humiliated, as the boys watch on before your friend finally lets you up. You get up, a bit flustered, as you try to act all disgusted. Kyle leans in covertly and says,”How’d my foot smell?” You faintly say back,”Good, but that was embarrassing.” He smiles and says,”Nah, you liked it. What till you sniff ‘and lick 'em after school foot slave.”
