Chapter 3: Chapter 3
I'm sitting here watching you play pool. I say to him as I watch him put a few dollars on the table and pull out a book titled Pool Theory. "So what do you think about this theory?Does it make sense to you?" I ask.
He nods his head slowly and reads from the book. "Yes, it makes sense. But I have a question. Why do you have a foot fetish? Because you love my feetor because you want to suck my toes?\" He pauses as he studies the table. I watch him as he studies the other players. Who are these guys? Where did they come from? What are they doing here? Is that guy staring at me? Am I supposed to know who he is? Why is he staring at me? What the hell is going on here?Who are these guys?" He asks the last question as he looks up from his book and stares at me.
I smile and laugh a little it is true I do love his feet and I do want to suck his toes. But I never asked him if that was why he lets me fuck his feet. I never asked him if that was why he let me cum in his feet. I never asked him anything. I just assumed. In spite of everything, I am beginning to get turned on by this whole thing.
"Damn you lost your game" I say "time to go home"I say as I stand up and grab my stuff.
"You just want to get at my feet againdon't you?\" he teases as he gets up and walks towards the door. I follow a few minutes later.
As I walk in he has his hey dudes propped up on the table, waiting for me to take them offso he can play his game. I remove them quickly and am stunned again by how beautiful his bare feet are. I take off my shirt and toss it on the ground. Next I unzip my jeans and pull out my dick and slap it on his feetHis beautiful feet wrapped around my dick as he gives me a great footjob. And I am gonna shoot my load right in his perfect feet
. He moans as I fill his feet with my cum and he pulls my dick from between his feet and sucks it clean. He leaves the cum on his feet for meto lick off. I do as he says and clean them off before walking towards the door. I knew I'd be licking his feet again soon.
Cannon is waiting outside. He is wearing his regular clothes, no socks, just like I am. Hey bro, how did the game go? Did you win?'' he asks as he opens the door and leans against the wall. I can see his dick through his pants and I wonder what it would feel like deep inside me.