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Reacquainted with my best friend - Part 2
by FootSlaveFag
"My other foot needs sniffing too." Matty said while wiggling his other socked foot. I stood there staring at him, not wanting to move. I felt my nerves creeping up on me.
"Get the fuck over here NOW!" Matty shouted staring directly at me, it felt like he was piercing my soul. It gave me a shiver down my spine and all of a sudden my body started moving on its own, like Matty was controlling me. I don't know what got into me but instead of doing the logical thing of turning around and walking out the door i dragged myself over to the end of the recliner and knelt down near my best friend. I looked at Dan, he didn't move and continued to sniff and massage Matty's disgusting sock covered foot.
"That wasn't too hard now was it?" He said with a shit eating grin on his face. "Now go ahead, be a good buddy and help your friend Dan out. Get your nose on my other foot and take a nice big whiff."
No way I thought, I could already smell the vinegary stench emanating from this jock's socked foot. There was no way I was putting my nose near that.
"I won't ask you again boy...Get your fag nose on that foot and SNIFF!" Matty demanded.
I heard a whimper from Dan on my left and he turned his face ever so slightly away from the huge right foot to look at me, I could see his eyes, they were so sad and soulless. "P...please Kevin...just do what he says."
Matty instantly turned towards his older brother "Oi fuckface, did I say you could talk?"
"N..n..no master Matt, I'm sorry! It won't happen again, I promise." Dan muttered, looking scared out of his mind, like he knew what was coming.
"Ha, I can't just let a worthless fag interrupt his superior now can I? No that's not how this works. Open your mouth" Dan didn't move his head but obeyed his younger brother and opened his mouth up wide. Matty instantly shoved his sweaty socked foot into his older brothers mouth. Dan's face turned sour from the taste of his brothers sock. "Keep quiet and suck the sweat outta my sock you useless fag. I need to entertain our guest over here"
Poor Dan I thought, I knew how bad Matty's socks reeked, I couldn't imagine how bad they would tasted.
Matty turned to me with a satisfied look on his face, like he was proud of the dominance he had over his older brother. "Simple obedience Kevy, that's all I want, it's not hard is it?...Ok where were we...ah that's right you were going to give my stinky sock a good sniffing, go on, get to it." Matty started to wiggle his toes through his sock.
I started to move my face closer to his foot but at the last second I snapped out of it. "No! No way am I smelling your dirty feet Matty, they stink! I don't even know why I'm still here, I'm leaving!" I got up and was about to leave when I heard an alarmed whimpering loudly beside me. It was Dan, he mustn't have wanted me to go and leave him alone to suffer the torment from his brother.
"Didn't I tell you to shut up like a second ago fag!" Matty yelled and kicked the side of his brother's face with his huge left foot. Dan looked dazed but continued sucking the size 14 foot in his mouth. "As for you Kevin, you better sit back down right now!" Matty said coldly as he stared into my eyes, there was something about his commanding tone that made me follow his direction instantly. I kneeled back down next to Matty's disgusting foot, confusion on my face as to why I kept myself in this situation.
"There's a good boy...I'm not a bad guy Kevy, I just demand service from my inferiors...Hmm tell you what, seeing as though it's your first time down there, I won't make you sniff my foot just yet. I know how bad these things smell, especially up close hahah." Matty chuckled as he flexed his toes back and forth through his dirty sock. "Just sit there and watch how a true fag worships his superior." He moved his left foot over to his brother and stuck his socked toes over Dan's nose. "Sniff that while you suck the sweat outta the other sock." Dan started to moan, was he actually enjoying this? No way I thought, it couldn't be, no one would enjoy the smell of a Matty's sweaty feet, it must be torture for him.
Matty took his right foot outta Dan's mouth and started rubbing both sock covered feet all over his brother's face. He put his hands behind his head, showing off his toned biceps and revealing his blonde armpits. "Haha yeah thats right fag, worship the size 14's that own you. I haven't washed these socks in weeks, wore them to every rugby game since start of college. How do the smell boy?"
"Mmmm." Dan just continued to moan louder. Matty shook his head. "Haha such a fag, I can't believe you're meant to be my older brother, so pathetic."
I sat there transfixed on what was going on, how could Dan just sit there and let his younger brother humiliate and degrade him like that in front of me. "Hey Kevy!" I snapped out of it as Matty turned to me and spoke. "What's with the face, you feeling left out?"
"N..no sir." I stumbled out. Sir...Why did I just call my friend's younger brother sir, what was happening to me?
Matty turned his head to the left and gave his armpit a quick sniff. "Phewee, I really should start taking showers after practice, these pits are ripe! Hey Kevy, crawl over here and give em a quick sniff, I need a second opinion." Again my body started to move on it's own, there was something about this jock's authoritative aura that made me instinctively follow his command. I crawled around the recliner to Matty's side and stared at his pit, his blonde airs were drenched in sweat. Matty turned and put his right hand behind my head and guided me towards his left armpit until my nose was pushed into his wet hairs. Why wasn't I resisting. "Atta boy, now give it a big sniff and tell me if you think I need to take a shower" he commanded. I did as instructed and took a big sniff into Matty's left armpit, I let out a cough, it smelt musty and strong. "Haha, smells that bad huh? Why don't you take another just to be sure" I took a second sniff. This time it wasn't as strong and I could smell that distinct fragrance of Matty I remembered from years ago. "So, tell me boy, how do these jock pits smell?"
"They stink sir." Again with the sir, something was seriously wrong with me.
"Haha, I thought so too." Matty chuckled, speaking with a calm soft tone. "They definitely need cleaning, don't you think?"
I hesitated. "I guess..."
"Well then, time to put that worthless tongue of yours too good use. Start cleaning fag! NOW!" Matty commanded. I instantly stuck out my tongue and started lapping at the salty sweat from Matty's pit, it tasted horrible but I kept licking, trying with all my might to please him.
Matty leaned back and closed his eyes, "Ahhh...Thaaat's right fags. Worship me!" He sat like a king in his throne, with his older brother down at his rank feet and me cleaning his sweaty pits, it finally clicked in me.
Matty truly was superior.
To be continued...