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Jason and Mike have been best friends since childhood, their bond growing stronger with each passing year. Jason, the star quarterback of their high school football team, is the epitome of a jock—muscular but slim, athletic, and confident, always the center of attention. Mike, on the other hand, is more reserved, preferring the quiet of the library to the roar of the crowd. Despite their differences, their friendship is the thing they are known for.
One lazy Saturday afternoon, Jason invites Mike over to his house. "I need help with something," Jason says, a mischievous glint in his eye. "I've got a big game coming up, and I need to make sure my feet are in top condition."
Mike raises an eyebrow. "Your feet? What do you need help with?"
Jason grins. "I need a foot massage. Coach said it'll help with my performance. You're the only one I trust to touch my feet."
Mike hesitates for a moment, then shrugs. "Sure, why not?"
They settle in the living room, Jason reclining on the couch while Mike sits on the floor in front of him. Jason kicks off his sneakers, revealing his feet still clad in socks. Mike takes a deep breath, trying to ignore the sudden flutter in his stomach. He reaches out, gently taking Jason’s sock-covered foot in his hands and begins to massage through the fabric.
As Mike massages, Jason lets out a contented sigh. "That feels good, man. You've got a real talent for this."
Mike smiles, his fingers working the tension out of Jason's muscles through the thin layer of sock. He can't help but notice how soft and smooth Jason's feet feel, even through the fabric. He finds himself lingering a little longer than necessary, tracing the lines of Jason's arches and toes, wishing he could feel them directly.
"Mike, that feels so good," Jason moans, his eyes fluttering closed. "But maybe it would feel even better if I took these socks off?"
Encouraged by this new feeling, Mike nods. "Go ahead, take them off," Jason says. “I’ll return the favor if I need to!”
“To prep me for what? My next book I read?” Both Mike and Jason laugh a bit before Jason lifts his feet, allowing Mike to slowly peel off each sock, revealing his bare feet. Mike takes a deep breath, trying to ignore the sudden flutter in his stomach and in his pants. What is happening? He thinks.
He reaches out, gently taking Jason's bare foot in his hands.
As Mike begins to massage, Jason lets out a contented sigh. "That feels amazing, man. You've got a real talent for this."
Mike smiles, his fingers working the tension out of Jason's muscles. He can't help but notice how soft and smooth Jason's feet are, despite him running around all day at practice. His feet are well-groomed, with no callouses, and the balls of his toes are plump and full. He finds himself lingering a little longer than necessary, tracing the lines of Jason's arches and toes.
With how soft they look, Mike wonders how they taste. He couldn’t possibly make that happen. The amount of embarrassment he’d feel from his best friend. He’d never forgive him.
Jason seems to be in heaven, possibly slowly drifting to sleep. Mike thinks, maybe just a kiss. Quick and gentle. Mike leans into his big toe, seeing how defined and soft they are. Jason can surely feel Jason’s breath on his toe, warm and filled with lust. He checks Jason’s face before pressing his lips against his toe. It is as perfect as he’d thought. Jason doesn’t move.
Mike maneuvers himself to gently kiss each toe, making Jason shiver with pleasure as he stretches his toes at the touch of being tickled.
Mike checks Jason’s face. Eyes still closed but clearly awake. Mike feels encouraged to keep going, kissing his toes and the balls of his feet. His soles are perfect.
"Mike, that feels so good," Jason moans, his eyes fluttering closed. "You're amazing at this." Jason is initially caught off guard but loves the recognition.
Encouraged, Mike continues his ministrations, taking his time to investigate every inch of Jason's feet. He massages the soles, pressing firmly but gently, eliciting soft moans from Jason. He then moves to the arches, using his thumbs to apply pressure, feeling Jason's feet relax completely under his touch. Mike contemplates taking one of Jason's toes into his mouth again, but he holds back, thinking that might be too much. He returns to placing small, tentative kisses on each toe, gauging Jason's reaction.
Jason lets out a soft gasp as the kisses are harder, firmer, but doesn't pull away, so Mike continues, this time taking one of Jason’s toes fully into his mouth, sucking gently. He feels Jason's body respond with a shudder, and a soft moan escapes Jason's lips.
"Mike, that's... that's incredible," Jason whispers, his voice hoarse with desire.
Mike continues to suck and lick each toe, taking his time, ensuring that Jason is enjoying every moment. He looks up at Jason, seeing the pure pleasure on his face, and it spurs him on. He takes more of Jason's foot into his mouth, sucking and licking, worshipping every inch.
Jason's breathing grows deeper, and he closes his eyes, completely relaxed and lost in the sensation. Mike's hands and mouth work in unison, exploring every curve and line of Jason's feet. He takes his time, savoring the taste and texture, feeling Jason's pleasure build with each touch.
As Mike continues his worship, Jason's body begins to respond in new ways. His hips lift slightly off the couch, and his breathing becomes more ragged. Mike can feel the tension building in Jason's body, and he knows that he is bringing his friend to new heights of pleasure. Mike looks at Jason’s crotch, tented up by an enormous erection with a large clear wet spot. Mike is shocked, knowing Jason hasn’t used his hands at all.
Finally, with a shudder and a low moan, Jason reaches his peak, his body trembling with release. Mike continues to hold and caress Jason's feet, gently bringing him back down from the high.
Jason opens his eyes, looking at Mike with a mixture of surprise and gratitude. "Mike, that was... incredible. I've never felt anything like that before."
Mike smiles, his own heart racing with the intensity of the moment. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Jason. I wanted to make sure you felt good."
Jason sits up, his feet still in Mike's lap. "You did more than that, Mike. You made me feel things I never knew were possible."
"Only cause coach asked," Mike jokes, trying to lighten the mood.
Jason chuckles, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Yeah, right. I think it had more to do with your magical touch than any coach's orders."
"Only cause coach asked," Mike jokes again, trying to lighten the mood.
Jason chuckles, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Yeah… right. Coach knows best.”
One lazy Saturday afternoon, Jason invites Mike over to his house. "I need help with something," Jason says, a mischievous glint in his eye. "I've got a big game coming up, and I need to make sure my feet are in top condition."
Mike raises an eyebrow. "Your feet? What do you need help with?"
Jason grins. "I need a foot massage. Coach said it'll help with my performance. You're the only one I trust to touch my feet."
Mike hesitates for a moment, then shrugs. "Sure, why not?"
They settle in the living room, Jason reclining on the couch while Mike sits on the floor in front of him. Jason kicks off his sneakers, revealing his feet still clad in socks. Mike takes a deep breath, trying to ignore the sudden flutter in his stomach. He reaches out, gently taking Jason’s sock-covered foot in his hands and begins to massage through the fabric.
As Mike massages, Jason lets out a contented sigh. "That feels good, man. You've got a real talent for this."
Mike smiles, his fingers working the tension out of Jason's muscles through the thin layer of sock. He can't help but notice how soft and smooth Jason's feet feel, even through the fabric. He finds himself lingering a little longer than necessary, tracing the lines of Jason's arches and toes, wishing he could feel them directly.
"Mike, that feels so good," Jason moans, his eyes fluttering closed. "But maybe it would feel even better if I took these socks off?"
Encouraged by this new feeling, Mike nods. "Go ahead, take them off," Jason says. “I’ll return the favor if I need to!”
“To prep me for what? My next book I read?” Both Mike and Jason laugh a bit before Jason lifts his feet, allowing Mike to slowly peel off each sock, revealing his bare feet. Mike takes a deep breath, trying to ignore the sudden flutter in his stomach and in his pants. What is happening? He thinks.
He reaches out, gently taking Jason's bare foot in his hands.
As Mike begins to massage, Jason lets out a contented sigh. "That feels amazing, man. You've got a real talent for this."
Mike smiles, his fingers working the tension out of Jason's muscles. He can't help but notice how soft and smooth Jason's feet are, despite him running around all day at practice. His feet are well-groomed, with no callouses, and the balls of his toes are plump and full. He finds himself lingering a little longer than necessary, tracing the lines of Jason's arches and toes.
With how soft they look, Mike wonders how they taste. He couldn’t possibly make that happen. The amount of embarrassment he’d feel from his best friend. He’d never forgive him.
Jason seems to be in heaven, possibly slowly drifting to sleep. Mike thinks, maybe just a kiss. Quick and gentle. Mike leans into his big toe, seeing how defined and soft they are. Jason can surely feel Jason’s breath on his toe, warm and filled with lust. He checks Jason’s face before pressing his lips against his toe. It is as perfect as he’d thought. Jason doesn’t move.
Mike maneuvers himself to gently kiss each toe, making Jason shiver with pleasure as he stretches his toes at the touch of being tickled.
Mike checks Jason’s face. Eyes still closed but clearly awake. Mike feels encouraged to keep going, kissing his toes and the balls of his feet. His soles are perfect.
"Mike, that feels so good," Jason moans, his eyes fluttering closed. "You're amazing at this." Jason is initially caught off guard but loves the recognition.
Encouraged, Mike continues his ministrations, taking his time to investigate every inch of Jason's feet. He massages the soles, pressing firmly but gently, eliciting soft moans from Jason. He then moves to the arches, using his thumbs to apply pressure, feeling Jason's feet relax completely under his touch. Mike contemplates taking one of Jason's toes into his mouth again, but he holds back, thinking that might be too much. He returns to placing small, tentative kisses on each toe, gauging Jason's reaction.
Jason lets out a soft gasp as the kisses are harder, firmer, but doesn't pull away, so Mike continues, this time taking one of Jason’s toes fully into his mouth, sucking gently. He feels Jason's body respond with a shudder, and a soft moan escapes Jason's lips.
"Mike, that's... that's incredible," Jason whispers, his voice hoarse with desire.
Mike continues to suck and lick each toe, taking his time, ensuring that Jason is enjoying every moment. He looks up at Jason, seeing the pure pleasure on his face, and it spurs him on. He takes more of Jason's foot into his mouth, sucking and licking, worshipping every inch.
Jason's breathing grows deeper, and he closes his eyes, completely relaxed and lost in the sensation. Mike's hands and mouth work in unison, exploring every curve and line of Jason's feet. He takes his time, savoring the taste and texture, feeling Jason's pleasure build with each touch.
As Mike continues his worship, Jason's body begins to respond in new ways. His hips lift slightly off the couch, and his breathing becomes more ragged. Mike can feel the tension building in Jason's body, and he knows that he is bringing his friend to new heights of pleasure. Mike looks at Jason’s crotch, tented up by an enormous erection with a large clear wet spot. Mike is shocked, knowing Jason hasn’t used his hands at all.
Finally, with a shudder and a low moan, Jason reaches his peak, his body trembling with release. Mike continues to hold and caress Jason's feet, gently bringing him back down from the high.
Jason opens his eyes, looking at Mike with a mixture of surprise and gratitude. "Mike, that was... incredible. I've never felt anything like that before."
Mike smiles, his own heart racing with the intensity of the moment. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Jason. I wanted to make sure you felt good."
Jason sits up, his feet still in Mike's lap. "You did more than that, Mike. You made me feel things I never knew were possible."
"Only cause coach asked," Mike jokes, trying to lighten the mood.
Jason chuckles, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Yeah, right. I think it had more to do with your magical touch than any coach's orders."
"Only cause coach asked," Mike jokes again, trying to lighten the mood.
Jason chuckles, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Yeah… right. Coach knows best.”
