Matt took his strong hand off the back of my head, releasing me as it were. I pulled back just a little, reluctant to end this exciting game of lick and taste, which already already seemed like a daydream.
"So...?" He asked. "Do I need to pay you the ten bucks, or was I right?" He gave me his cutest cocky, arrogant smile, which always melted me and now gave me a tingle in my balls. "Delicious, right?"
For a laugh (or so they thought, haha) I grabbed on to Matt's other muscular arm, lifting it in one motion and diving into his other - previously ignored - curly-haired perfect boy pit. This one hadn't been cleaned (by me) yet, so it was refreshingly sweaty and ripe! Maybe even sweatier than the first one thanks to the heat from the showers and the hotness from being sexually-worshiped by his friend while six other guys watched. Whatever the reason, Matt's hairy moist pit tasted so fucking awesome I thought I might faint!
The guys were laughing hysterically now, some having fallen to the wet floor, others grabbing on to each others slick bodies for support as tears streamed down their eyes and they laughed loud, cute boyish guffaws. I was such the "jokester."
Or maybe I was just in love with the scent and taste of Matt's perfect sweaty high-school body, and I couldn't get enough of his b.o.! The world may never know.... ;)
Matthew shut his eyes now while I rubbed my own cute face in pit-heaven, smearing the dripping wet arm pit all over my appreciative face and full lips, relishing the feeling of being lost in his smells and manly perspiration. Matt usually didn't wear deodorant, thank god - it was just the fragrant smells of a strong, healthy, hot 17 year old. Matt's semi-bushy pit sent me to place of deep relaxation as it brushed across my face, his bicep flexing for my adoration, as I lapped up the yummy scrumptious salty taste of a strong boy's ARM PIT. I was eventually pulled out of my reverie by the sounds of my other friends screeching and yelling things like "Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck!" and "OH MY GOD, this is the funniest fucking thing I've -- oh my GOD!"
I opened my eyes which had been shut too, just as Matt did, and we shared an intimate look - and both burst into a fit of laughter. Like some of the other guys, I too fell to the wet shower floor, at Matt's feet, giggling at the absurdity of what just happened.
Before I knew what was going on, Matt had stuck his size 11.5 foot in my face, tickling my lips with his big toe. Fuck, what was he doing now?
I looked up at my hero. This was a nice view, and reflected the way I thought of him. Matt, 6'1", towered above me, his slightly muscular and very hairy soccer legs going up to a fat, mostly soft, mushroom-headed dick of perfection, big egg-sized boy balls, a treasure trail from his belly button up to his mostly smooth chest, perfect quarter-sized pink nipples, up to his adorable, confident face - looking down at me. I smiled up at him, his big toe tracing my lips.
"Lick em," he mouthed, slowly sliding his well-manicured big toe into my mouth.
Instinctually, I took his offered toe inside and used some suction to get more of his thick toe into my wet mouth as his other toes tickled my face. If I thought Matt's pits had a strong smell, I was taken aback by the guy's feet. Sexy, big, sweaty foot of a cute boy - playing outside in almost 90 degree heat - smells gooooooooood. We were maybe taking this too far at this point, but I really didn't care. I grabbed Matt's long, arched smooth foot with both my hands and begin to caress it as I sucked his toe like I hoped to suck his penis one day. This was the closest I've come yet to sucking a boner, so I had 16 years of cock-craving to satisfy, even if it was just a toe. I was twirling my tongue around Matt's toe now and sucking with lustful abandon, licking into the space between his big and his second toes, really tasting Matt's sweat like never before. There was a tiny piece of sweat-soaked sock lint in there, and I was feeling so crazed with lust I just dug it out with my tongue and ate it!! God, how lucky was I to be able to lick up the foot sweat from a boy-god like Matthew Jenkins. I pulled his big-toe out with a "plop" and stuck the bottom of his foot up to my face and took in a huge breath. This was the strongest sweatiest scent yet, and it made my boner throb, pointing up to Matthew like even my dick knew who to worship. The guys were still laughing, though honestly I was zoning them out by this point. Right now all that mattered was that I was sitting naked, indian-style on the shower floor, with the hottest boy in school - one of my best friends - planting his sized 11.5 perfect, sweat drenched foot in my face for me to sniff, lick, worship, and cater to like a perfect man should be. I seriously doubted any girl ever treated Matt like this before, even though it was obvious this was how he deserved to be treated! I kissed the sole of his foot, the wet sweat collecting between my upper lip and nose. I kissed it again like I would kiss the most precious thing in the world, softly and with the utmost respect and admiration. Was it weird that I was doing this in front of my six other friends? Eh, fuck em. I stuck my tongue out and licked all the way from his pronounced heel, slowly up the entire length of the bottom of Matt's soft, salty foot, spreading my tongue out as far and wide as possible, and made my way back up to his cute little toes. That was a sweaty lick! And Matt giggled and shook a little from my tickly-worshiping.
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNG.
The bell! Which meant a bunch of other guys would be barging into the shower any second. My six friends gave me a round of applause, still laughing , genuinely impressed with the "Jackass"-style lengths I would go to entertain them. So they thought.
Matt wiggled his big toe back into my mouth, and then put his foot back on the floor and helped me up, reaching down and pulling me to my feet with ease. He put his face close to my ear and whispered, "Thanks Jay. Let's hang out after school today, k?"
I think I just smiled, too flustered for words. He slapped me on my back and sent me on my way. But I think he knew I'd be there. As I walked to my next class, I wondered if Matt would let me drink his jizz?? I bet it's really creamy and cummy and yummy! This was the best day of my life, and it wasn't even noon!
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