Into socks

“I don’t know why you keep challenging me… you know what I’m going to make you do every time,” your high school buddy said down to you. “Get down there where you belong.”  

You lay on the floor right in front of his feet as he slips off his ripe, smelly socks. 

“Although…,” he adds, a bit of cockiness in his voice, “I do relish the punishment you agreed to and rubbing your nose in deFEET every time.” You watch him lower his feet down until the soft soles are pressed on your entire face. You breathed in heavily as you feel him smear them all over your nose. He concentrates on your face for awhile, having you take long inhales between his toes, as he casually rubs them back and forth over your nostrils. He settles down some and starts up another match, you his designated foot rest for the duration of next game per losing. “Guess you just enjoy my foot odor that much huh?,” you hear him say from above. He shakes your face with one foot a little as he plays when you don’t answer. “Nod your face ‘yes’ or ‘no’.  Unable to keep your foot fetish a secret, you hesitantly grunt some and nod your face yes against his soles.  You sniff in his addicting foot scent while hearing him laugh and comment, “You like it?  Guess we don’t need to wager anymore and you can just automatically lay on the floor as my foot slave when I’m gaming?” He continues smothering you with both feet for awhile longer, your face now smelling like them. You see him glance down at you as he shoves his big toe into your mouth. You swirl your tongue around it, licking between his first and second toe.  He smiles, going back to the game, him having you lick between the rest of his toes, somewhat cracking up, while teasing,”How do my feet taste?”