Reacquainted with my best friend - Part 1
by FootSlaveFag
My names Kevin and I was on my way to my best friend Dan's house. I hadn't seen him in over 5 years. We used to hang out all the time, get up to mischief, play video games, normal teenager stuff. Dan also had a little brother named Matty who we used to tease and play pranks on.
Matty was an annoying 13 year old boy, always trying to hang out with us older boys every chance he got but I guess he was just looking up to his older brother. We used to tell him to get lost all the time but he never listened.
One time the three of us were home at Dan's parent's house and Matty was being really annoying, copying everything we were saying in his high pitch voice. So Dan and I had an idea, we tied him up and shoved him in Dan's closet. Dan had the bright idea to shove one of Matty's socks in his mouth to keep him from shouting, Matty used to have pretty bad smelling feet even for a 13 year old, probably because he wore the same socks day after day. He tried to scream through the sock but there was no one to hear but us, we thought it was really funny and left him there till his parents got home, poor little guy, but we were just kids and mucking around. After that night Matty stayed away from us when I was over their place, I started to feel bad for the little guy but at least it was now peaceful.
A couple months later Dan and I finished high school and I moved state to attend college. Fast forward 5 years and here I am now in my old neighbourhood standing in front of my best friends house, excited and nervous to see him.
I rang the doorbell and Dan's mother answered the door.
"Oh Kevin, how are you dear? It's so good to see you after all these years."
"Hi, Mrs Smith. It's good to see you too. Is Dan home?"
"Of course dear. Dan's upstairs playing Xbox. He'll be so excited to see you"
I walked into the house and up the stairs, nostalgia hitting me, remembering the times Dan and I used to run up and down these stairs tormenting his little brother. I wondered if Matty was still around, probably moved to college I thought since he would be around the right age.
I walked up to Dan's door and could hear some sort of video game being played, probably some shooting game, Dan loved playing those types of games. I knocked on his door.
"WHAT?" A deep voice shouted.
I was stunned for a second, wondering whose voice could that be, it didn't sound like Dan at all. "Uhh hey Dan? It's me Kevin, can I come in?"
I heard a small commotion and a thud, like someone falling over. I put my ear to the door and could make out someone saying something like "...get back down there".
"COME IN" The deep voice commanded.
I opened the door and immediately saw the source of the deep voice, a huge jock type guy sitting back in a recliner playing Xbox. I looked at him from top to bottom, he had to be at least 6ft6. He had messy blonde hair, muscled upper torso and wasn't wearing any clothes except for some black rugby shorts that barely covered anything. He had a pair of discoloured white ankle sport socks that stretched over the biggest pair of feet I'd ever seen and at the end of those feet was Dan. On his knees, head down, rubbing them while the guy lied back and played video games.
"Come in and close the door" The jock told me. I did, moving in a dream like trance. The first thing I noticed when walking in through was that the room reeked of sweat. It was familiar somehow.
I stood there for a few seconds not knowing what to do. "Uhh...Hi" I tried to greet the jock but he just kept playing his game, shouting at the TV.
I looked at my best friend, what the hell was he doing on his knees in front of this guy "Uhh...Hey Dan."
No response. His head was down and he kept rubbing the giant foot in front of his face like it was the only thing in existence.
The guy laughs and without looking away from the screen explained "Dan doesn't say anything without my permission, isn't that right boy?"
"Yes Sir." I hear Dan whisper.
Boy? Sir? What was going on here? Who was this guy?
"He also obeys my every command, don't ya boy?"
"Yes Sir." Dan whispered robotically.
The scene was making me feel uneasy, I wanted to turn around and get out of there but what about my friend. Before I could do anything the jock suddenly clicked his fingers and yelled "SNIFF!"
The sudden shock made me jump back. I hit my head against the door and fell to the ground. I saw Dan jolt as well but he was quick to resume his position and lower his nose into the jock's huge right foot and take in a deep breath, like his life depended on it.
"Hahaha pathetic." The jock laughed. "How do my size 14's smell boy?"
"They stink Sir" Dan mumbled in between breaths. His face covered in the guy's massive foot.
"Haha damn right they do." The jock chuckled. "Now tell your buddy Kevy here, who has the smelliest feet around."
"You do..." Dan breathed, "...Master Matt"
I was still on the floor rubbing the bump on my head, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It was little Matty sitting in the recliner having his foot massaged and sniffed by his older brother, yet he was no longer little, he towered over Dan.
Matty finally took his focus off the TV and turned his head towards me with the biggest grin on his face. "Why don't you come get reacquainted with your buddy over here" He wiggled his left foot. "My other foot needs sniffing too."
TO BE CONTINUED...