You knew Phil since primary school. The first thing you remembered from him was no suprise, foot releated. As long as you could remember you always had a thing for feet. But the first time you really realised you liked feet was on Phil's seventh birthday. Even then you and Phil got along with each other, but of course not in the way you now get along with each other. It was a great party, atleast for 7 year old kids, because Phil's parents rented a bouncy castle, something every 7 yo kid likes. It's weird how you still know every detail of that day. For exemple you still knew it was a warm hot sunny day probably 30 degrees or so. You also remembered most of the other people that were there. But you especially remembered your first foot fetish awakening.
As it was Phil's birthday everyone paid attention to Phil and makes sure to joke and play a bit with the birthday boy. We played all sorts of games like: tag, hide and seek... It was quite fun, because Phil lived in a rather big house with an even bigger garden so everyone could run around a lot. The evening fell and everyone was leaving. You were the last one still there. Phil exhausted as he was plofed on a lawn chair. You also exhausted from running around the whole afternoon did the same. Just then Phil said: "Ow my feet are killing me Steve." No one was wearing shoes that day due to the bouncy castle. "Do you know what a footmassage is Steve?" Phil asked. You, taken by suprised quickly answered: "Euh yeah I think I do yeah, it's with pressing your hand against a foot and stuff like that right?" "Yes exactly, and as I am the birthday boy I want a foot massage." Phil said a little bit bratty, not knowing you liked it. You took this opportunity to indulge in your fetish. You sat on the ground near Phil's feet and picked up his foot and sarted masaging them. He was wearing black socks, but due to the fact he was running on the grass with them they were a little bit dirty and reeked. You could smell them from a far. It crossed your mind to place your nose on his feet but decided not to, as you were very shy and were already happy you could touch his feet. You massaged them for about 3 minutes or so, because your parents were there to pick you up. During the massage Phil reguraly let out some moans, probably fake, but nonetheless you liked that he was moaning during the short pampering. You wanted that moment to last longer but didn't had a choice.
Even today you reguraly think back at that moment. It was probably due to that experience you got yourself in this situation. 6 years later and still obsesed with his feet. During those 6 years you never really saw his feet again until of course 6 weeks ago. Today his feet reminded you of that moment. His socks were sweaty and slightly moist. You wanted to find out what his bare soles looked like since you were 7 and today you decided it was finally time. You took all the courage you had and grapped his socks be the base and try to take them off. You only managed to get his heel bare as Phil instantly puts his feet out of your reach. "Wel, wel, wel what do you think you were doing? No bare feet unless I say so!" Phil said. You were again denied of seeing his bare feet. "As a punishment you only get to smell my shoes from now on." Phill added. This is so cruel you thougt not even getting his socked feet. Phil gave you his homework and demanded you to leave.
Next monday you were again at Phil's house. "Isn't it my favourite homework slave." Phil said while opening the door. The same ritual as else repeated. You gave him his finished homework and he gave you new homework. The only difference was that today you got a different reward. "So Steve due to your stupid action last week you only get to smell my shoes for 5 minutes. His shoes were already lying on his bed, waiting to be sniffed. Phil on the other hand instaled himself on the bed with his socked feet towards you, near the shoes. "Go on smell my shoes Steve." Phil demanded. You got on your knees and buried your nose in Phil's grey sneakers. They were a mix of just regural shoe odor and a hint of Phil's feet. Of course not as strong as Phil's socks. From the corner of your eye you could see that Phil has crossed his feet and were still right next to you, only today they were off limits. You saw him flexing his toes in his socks and just to make the tease even worse Phil added: "Today was such an exhausting day. I had P.E. and we played soccer today. I even hadn't had the time to change socks you know." Phil knew exactly what he was doing. You knew how sweaty his feet smelled after soccer."It's a shame you didn't get to smell them" Phil said. How could this man be so a tease, you only wanted to look what his bare feet were like and now the only thing you had left were his sneakers. "Looks like your time is up Steve, place my shoes back on the shoe rack please" Phil asked. You stood up took his homework with you and were just about to leave his room when Phil said: "And now I am gonna get these reeking socks off and relax a bit, hehe." You wanted nothing more than to turn around and watch how Phil would take his socks off, but you knew Phil would never let you do that so you released it was best to just leave and go do this sadistic kid his homework.
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