Turtelli_87
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It was a hot summer day, and I was
sitting in the courtyard of my apartment
complex when I scoped out this blond skater
with a buzz cut. He was shirtless, wearing
blue shorts and blue Osiris skate shoes. I
walked up to him as he was practicing
flipping his skateboard.
"Hey dude, pretty awesome moves!" I
offered. He looked up at me, wiping the
sweat from his brow with the back of his
hand. "Thanks, man. This 360 flip is really
tough though, I"ve been practicing it for
weeks."
"Do you skate around here often?"
"Not here, I usually practice in the
court a couple blocks from here, but this
one seemed good today cuz there's not many
people around to watch me mess up."
We both laughed.
"What's your name, by the way?" I
asked.
"Travis."
"Well Travis, you seem pretty hot.
Wanna come up to my apartment for something
to drink? It's important to stay hydrated in
this weather." He thought for a minute, and
said, "Sure, yeah, I guess I am pretty
thirsty."
We went up to my air-conditioned
apartment. I offered him a seat while I went
to the kitchen to pour him a large glass of
ice cold lemonade. I handed it to him, and
he didn't waste any time drinking it down.
"Man, this A/c feels SO good! I didn't even
realize how much I was sweating," he said,
looking down at his bare chest, his shorts,
and his skate shoes.
"Do you wanna see something really
cool?" I taunted. Travis' eyes lit up.
"Sure!" he replied.
I led him to a spare room that had a
wooden apparatus in the middle for gullible
visitors. I opened the door and said "Tah-
dah!"
Travis looked at the device wide-
eyed, and said, "Oh, I know what that is!
It's one of those medieval things you put
people in, they're called, um...."
"They're called stocks. And you're
right, they were used in medieval times,
mainly to punish and embarass lawbreakers."
"How do they work," Travis asked.
"Well let me show you. Just take a
seat on this comfy bench right here. I
opened the latch of the stocks, and lifted
the top board. "Just rest your feet on these
indents here." Travis did just that, and
then I brought the board down and secured
the latch. Travis was now sitting with his
feet securely locked in my padded stocks.
Then I took a some soft white cotton rope
and tied his hands behind his back. Then I
stepped back to behold my handiwork.
"Voila!" I said. "It's pretty comfy,
isn't it?" Travis wiggled around for awhile,
trying to escape, grinning from ear to ear
the whole time. "Now what happens?" Travis
asked, clearly having fun.
"Well lets see... When a criminal was sentenced to the stocks, his shoes and socks were taken off so people could tickle the soles of his feet all day." At hearing this, Travis' feet twitched, and he made a renewed futile effort to pull them free. I grabbed both his shoes by the heels and pulled them off with one swift motion, revealing his size 9 bare feet. The pallor of his soft soles contrasted very nicely with the rest of his tan skin. This was perfect! Here I had a cute skater punk locked in my padded stocks, with an absolutely beatuiful pair of soft stinky size 9 feet at my complete disposal.
Travis grinned and clenched his toes in anticipation.
sitting in the courtyard of my apartment
complex when I scoped out this blond skater
with a buzz cut. He was shirtless, wearing
blue shorts and blue Osiris skate shoes. I
walked up to him as he was practicing
flipping his skateboard.
"Hey dude, pretty awesome moves!" I
offered. He looked up at me, wiping the
sweat from his brow with the back of his
hand. "Thanks, man. This 360 flip is really
tough though, I"ve been practicing it for
weeks."
"Do you skate around here often?"
"Not here, I usually practice in the
court a couple blocks from here, but this
one seemed good today cuz there's not many
people around to watch me mess up."
We both laughed.
"What's your name, by the way?" I
asked.
"Travis."
"Well Travis, you seem pretty hot.
Wanna come up to my apartment for something
to drink? It's important to stay hydrated in
this weather." He thought for a minute, and
said, "Sure, yeah, I guess I am pretty
thirsty."
We went up to my air-conditioned
apartment. I offered him a seat while I went
to the kitchen to pour him a large glass of
ice cold lemonade. I handed it to him, and
he didn't waste any time drinking it down.
"Man, this A/c feels SO good! I didn't even
realize how much I was sweating," he said,
looking down at his bare chest, his shorts,
and his skate shoes.
"Do you wanna see something really
cool?" I taunted. Travis' eyes lit up.
"Sure!" he replied.
I led him to a spare room that had a
wooden apparatus in the middle for gullible
visitors. I opened the door and said "Tah-
dah!"
Travis looked at the device wide-
eyed, and said, "Oh, I know what that is!
It's one of those medieval things you put
people in, they're called, um...."
"They're called stocks. And you're
right, they were used in medieval times,
mainly to punish and embarass lawbreakers."
"How do they work," Travis asked.
"Well let me show you. Just take a
seat on this comfy bench right here. I
opened the latch of the stocks, and lifted
the top board. "Just rest your feet on these
indents here." Travis did just that, and
then I brought the board down and secured
the latch. Travis was now sitting with his
feet securely locked in my padded stocks.
Then I took a some soft white cotton rope
and tied his hands behind his back. Then I
stepped back to behold my handiwork.
"Voila!" I said. "It's pretty comfy,
isn't it?" Travis wiggled around for awhile,
trying to escape, grinning from ear to ear
the whole time. "Now what happens?" Travis
asked, clearly having fun.
"Well lets see... When a criminal was sentenced to the stocks, his shoes and socks were taken off so people could tickle the soles of his feet all day." At hearing this, Travis' feet twitched, and he made a renewed futile effort to pull them free. I grabbed both his shoes by the heels and pulled them off with one swift motion, revealing his size 9 bare feet. The pallor of his soft soles contrasted very nicely with the rest of his tan skin. This was perfect! Here I had a cute skater punk locked in my padded stocks, with an absolutely beatuiful pair of soft stinky size 9 feet at my complete disposal.
Travis grinned and clenched his toes in anticipation.