Part 4
I could feel all the blood drain from my face. Shit! How did he know? How long has he known?!
I instinctively drop the sock I was holding onto the bed. Trying to regain my composure I mumble "W-what? Am I going to steal your sock? Eww... why would I do that?!" I try my best to sound surprised and disgusted but I can hear my own voice quiver a little. Despite being worried I'm still rock hard. If anything being caught has turned me on more!
He laughs a little "Who are you trying to fool?" I try to look a little confused. "Man, I know you stole my sock. You didn't think I'd realise one was missing? Also, I've got a little shaving mirror in the shower. I seen you peeking around the door when I was in there" Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!! I really have been caught. Half of me wants to run out of the room while the other half is almost cumming in my shorts from the thrill.
I panic that he won't want to be friends anymore... that he's going to kick my ass... that he'll tell everyone about it. Then I realise he's known for a while now. Surely if he was going to do something he would have. He's still smiling too. Looking me in the eyes and smirking while I'm down by his feet. "Umm, I-I'm sorry." I trail off nervously, but excited at the same time. I realise I'm still holding his bare foot and let go. "Whoa! Don't stop!" He points to his foot. "After perving on me in the shower and stealing my sock the very least you could do is give me a foot rub!" He laughs a little again and flops back down onto his pillow. His waves his hand down at me "Continue."
Fuck, is he serious? He knows I spied on him in the shower, that I stole one of his socks and he still wants me to rub his feet?! I take a hold of his bare foot again and start to work my thumbs into his sole. With his other foot, still in his sweaty sock, he starts to rub it against my arm. I let out a small, barely audible, gasp. I force my hips back up against the bed to get closer and continue massaging his bare foot. He stretches out his other leg to run the socked foot along my arm and place it against my waist. I feel it rub and push against me and he slips it up under the bottom of my tshirt. I almost cum feeling him rub his sweaty foot over my bare waist and and round to my navel.
He's teasing me and I fucking love it! I get a little braver and bend at the waist. With my face a fraction away from his bare foot, I breathe in the musky smell, lick my lips, and then run my tounge over his toe. "Mmmm..." he moans. Fuck! He's not just teasing me, he's not just wanting a foot rub, he's really enjoying this. With his moan of approval I continue running my tounge over his other toes.
I hear a small rustle. Without taking my tounge from his toes I look up towards his head. There's a barely contained bulge swelling in his shorts as he is slips his hand under the waistband. He fiddles beneath his shorts and then they begin to move slowly up and down. Fuck! He's getting off on this! I continue licking and rubbing his bare foot while the other rubs and pushes against my bare skin.
I take each toe into my mouth, individually sucking on them as I run my tounge over and between them. Josh's soft moans and the increasing speed of his jerking tell me I'm doing a good job. I let go of his foot but continue to run my tounge over his sole. Savouring the salty beads of fresh sweat. I reach down and push my own shorts down below my ass. My precum covered cock springs out from beneath the waistband. I straighten myself up and kneel up onto the bed lifting Josh's foot into the air. The baggy leg of his shorts falls down and I can just about see his balls where he's pulled them and his cock out from the side of his briefs and I watch them slapping up and down from the motion of his jerking.
He's laying there, eyes closed, and vigorously jerking off while I worship his foot. I continue to hold his foot with one hand, running my tounge over every inch of it. Worshipping it. With my other hand I start jerking myself off, watching Josh do the same. He runs his socked foot up the inside of my legs and up to my balls and it sends an excited shock through my body. I feel my balls slap against the soft cotton of his sock as his toes flick back and forth. He pushes his foot further up to my cock and I let go of it. He runs his sweaty foot up over my cock. His toes curl around it and my precum soaks onto his sock.
I hold his socked foot there and push my hips into it, rubbing my cock up and down the sole of his foot. He's jerking off faster now, I can tell by his face and by his moans that he's close. So am I! My tounge is still exploring his bare foot and he pushes harder against me as he moans loudly. His toes curl and his back arches as he let's out a long, loud moan. The tip of his cock is forced up against the inside of his shorts and a thick, white load seeps out soaking the fabric.
At the same time I push my hips harder into him forcing his socked foot up against my cock, moving it up and down, faster and faster. My cock throbs against his foot and as he curls his toes around the tip it shoots out a hot load soaking his sock and streaming onto his lightly hairy legs.
We're both panting heavily, him laying there in his cum drenched shorts with me kneeling before him, one foot pressed against my face and the other covered in my cum. "Fuck... That was unexpected." I pant, as he opens his eyes again and looks at me. He smiles at me and we both start laughing. He let's out a long, happy sigh and with a smile he says "Can I take back the part where I swore I'd never ask you to rub my feet again?"