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Commission - The Boyfriend (MM/M, M/M)

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This is a story I had commissioned from an amazing writer, MSTGay3000. He has a Patreon where you can subscribe and read more of his stories which usually always contain foot fetish and even some tickling occasionally.

This may not be everyone's cup of tea, but I do hope you do enjoy it!

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Jake and Louie were a couple of young boyfriends that had been going out for some time now.
Jake was an easygoing guy, very friendly and often quiet. He was a little stocky, and a little
shorter than average, and had feet that were just a little too big for his frame, yet remained cute
and attractive. He had green eyes and blond hair, and could have easily fit on a rugby team if he
wanted to.
Louie was tall and lean, his body nice and toned. He had brown hair that was so dark in color it
was almost black, and had a well-trimmed beard on his face that made him look even more
mature. There was an element of mystery around Louie. He had a quiet charisma that people
couldn’t help feeling drawn to.
He was often chill and collected, yet also had a very demanding and domineering side. He took
those aspects to the bedroom quite often, especially when he wanted something, as Jake was
all too familiar with. Jake didn’t mind. He was easily led by his cock, and loved being Louie’s
plaything. But sometimes, Louie could be a little too demanding.
Jake was currently in the hot seat once again. He was sitting in a computer chair, completely
naked and tied up, inside of Louie’s bedroom. Louie had lured him into the position with the
promise of some of their usual fun shenanigans. Jake didn’t expect to be interrogated, however.
An off-hand comment he made had become a full-on investigation, with Louie, as always,
holding the reins.
Jake’s cheeks were flushed, and he bit on his bottom lip nervously as Louie paced around him.
He looked afraid, as if Louie were brandishing a gun in his hand. But Louie wasn’t holding
anything nearly as dangerous.
He was holding nothing more than a large feather.
“Come on Jake,” Louie said, as he brushed the edges of the feather lightly across the edges of
Jake’s chin, “what did Sam say to you about me last weekend? I’m just so curious.”
“Why are you doing this?” Jake said, his voice wavering, averting the feather as if it were a
pesky fly, “It doesn’t even matter! You said you wanted me tied up and naked for some quick
fun, not for some tickle torture. You know I don’t like that stuff!”
“I don’t think you get to request anything until you’ve told me...what I want...to know!”
Louie started tickling Jake around his neck and shoulder area with the feather, causing him to
wince and groan. Jake sucked his lips in and fought off the intense urge to laugh. He hated
whenever he was tickled, as it really drove home the feeling of having no control whatsoever.
Worse, his body was more sensitive than he cared to admit. He cracked a smile several times
but always shook it off, not wanting to show Louie any weakness.

“Come on, Louie, don’t do this!”
Louie glanced at Jake’s cock. It twitched excitedly, in contrast with Jake’s reluctance. Perfect.
Louie grinned sadistically then increased his tickling a little more, brushing against Jake’s
jugular, causing him to fling his head back and whimper.
Jake did his best to fight off the giggles, but it was getting more and more difficult, and his lips
were quivering. His cock, on the other hand, seemed to be thriving under all the attention.
Louie pulled the feather away, allowing Jake to breathe for a few moments.
“I know Sam doesn’t care for me,” Louie said, placing his feather dangerously close to Jake’s
bare chest, “but I still want to know what he said about me that makes you so...protective of
him.”
“Who cares? He’s just my roommate, Louie. Give him a break!”
Louie bit Jake’s ear gently, causing him to hiss.
He whispered in Jake’s ear. “Sam doesn’t deserve a break. At all. And I’m sorry to say this, but
neither do you.”
“What are you—no, Louie, don’t!”
Louie stood behind Sam and started brushing his feather frantically all across his upper torso.
Sam shut his eyes tightly, and clenched his teeth, his fists, even his toes. He groaned and
shook his head, doing his best to fight off the dancing feather, as it moved across his skin,
teasing him, torturing him, setting his nerves on fire. Louie attacked his upper arms and chest
with abandon, causing him to squirm more and more, eliciting a few frustrated laughs from
Jake’s quivering lips against his will. He couldn’t keep them in for much longer, especially as the
feather tapped repeatedly against his upper arms.
“For fuck’s sake...stop it! Ahahaha....t-this is crazy!”
“Why would I stop? We’re just getting started.” Louie snuck his feather into Jake’s armpits,
causing his body to tense.
“Tickle tickle,” Louie said, which forced a few more laughs from Jake’s mouth, frustrating the
poor blond even more.
“S-stop!”
The feather continued its journey from Jake’s upper body down to his stomach.

“Oh no....stay away from the stomach, Louie, there’s no need for that!”
He was ignored. It became harder and harder for Jake to withhold the laughs and smiles as
Louie gently tickled his stomach area, but he eventually caved in, and belted them out anyways.
Several hearty chuckles escaped his mouth, spittle flying in the air.
“Ahahaha! Dude, stop! Hahaha!”
The chair squeaked as Jake did his best to resist, but there was no escape for him; he laughed
boisterously as Louie tickled his stomach relentlessly.
Finally, Louie relented once more. He took a moment to glimpse Jake’s cock, and was happy to
see it was fully hard, and even precumming.
Before he met Louie, Jake had never been aroused by tickling. Countless ‘sessions’ with his
boyfriend over the years had changed that. Jake’s body, and, in some parts, even his mind, had
become so accustomed to Louie’s techniques that now he wouldn’t even cum until certain
conditions were met, allowing Louie to edge him to his heart’s content. It was a testament to his
skill as a master, and also to his powerful charisma.
“I really wished you would just tell me what Sam said. It would make this so much easier for
you.”
Jake groaned, his stomach hurting from laughing so much. “Please Louie, leave him alone. He’s
a good guy. I don’t want you to—”
“What?”
“Well, you know. Take advantage of him? You know how you can be.”
Jake regretted the words as soon as they came out of his mouth. Louie’s face darkened and he
grinned.
“I’m not going to take advantage of him at all, babe. But I am going to take advantage of you.”
“Oh no...that’s not what I meant, come on Louie....Louie!”
Louie fell to his knees and began brushing his feather against one of Jake’s most sensitive body
parts—his toes. Jake’s face twisted and he shrieked, unable to hold back the geyser of laughs
bubbling inside of him. His toes wriggled furiously as Louie’s feather danced wildly on upon his
toes, forcing him to shake and laugh hysterically.

“Ahahaha! Oh my god, stop! Stop! Ahahahaha!”
The computer chair bounced under his weight while his feet tried to escape the assault, a futile
attempt. Louie brushed his feather across all ten of Jake’s beautiful, suckable toes, sending him
into a bigger uproar. Tears stung Jake’s green eyes and rolled down his cheeks, while spittle
flew out of his open, giggling mouth, his face a deep red, his breaths short and panting. His cock
pulsed heavily between his legs and spat precum all over. Louie’s feather found their way to
Jake’s soft soles, and brushed back and forth across their length, driving the poor blond even
more wild.
“Tell me what Sam said about me, Jake. Tell me!”
“I c-can’t! Ahahahaha! P-please, stop! Hohohoho! I can’t take it anymore! Hahaha!”
Louie ignored his boyfriend’s frantic panting and laughing, and began worshipping his sensitive
feet instead, which, for Jake, was far more torturous than being tickled with a feather.
“F-fucking Christ!”
Jake became a hyena and hit his fists on the arms of the chair, as shrieks and laughs flew out of
his mouth. Louie licked Jake’s soles slowly, luxuriously, loving the way they tasted, and the
maddening effect his worshipping had on him. He wiggled his tongue all around Jake’s toes,
taking turns to suck them individually, even licking the spaces inbetween. Jake cried out for
mercy, his voice croaking, his cock spitting out more and more precum until it dribbled down his
thighs.
“No! C-can’t take it anymore, stop! Hahahaha! Please!”
Louie ignored him and continued to feast, sending Jake into further and further hysterics, his
cock so hard that it was becoming painful.
At last, Louie gave him a break, and smacked his lips as he pulled away from Jake’s sensitive,
trembling toes.
Jake caught his breath and the giggles died down, his chest and stomach heaving. He glanced
at Louie with a weary, exhausted look.
Louie stood. “I don’t like being lied to, Jake.”
Jake could barely speak. “I’m sorry....it’s just....I dunno man....”
Louie pressed his hands into the armrests and brought his face right to Jake’s, so close that
Jake could feel his breath. “I just love how you’re so protective of your little friend, even if I don’t

like him. It’s one of the qualities I’ve always liked about you, Jake. You’re loyal to a fault. But tell
me—are you going out with him, or are you going out with me?”
Jake’s weary eyes glanced up. He could never deny his allegiance to his boyfriend over
everyone else. He wasn’t just his boyfriend. He was his master. He gave Louie a silent look that
confirmed it.
“That’s what I thought,” Louie said. “So what did Sam say about me? I want to hear every sordid
detail.”
“He just said....oh god, it’s not even that big a deal....”
“Tell me!”
“He just said that you had really, really sexy feet.”
Louie was quiet for a moment. Surprise washed over his face. He got up from the chair, causing
it to squeak and bounce a little.
“Is...is that it?”
Jake nodded. Louie laughed in disbelief.
“See? Told you it was nothing.”
“I don’t know about that, Jake.” Louie stroked his chin. A fox-like smile broke out on his
handsome face.
“Come on, Louie, it was an innocent statement,” Jake said, still catching his breath. “Please
don’t do....what I think you’re gonna do.”
“And what would that be?”
Jake gulped as Louie overshadowed him once more.
“You know what I’m talking about.” Jake said.
“You mean...don’t take advantage of Sam’s attraction to my feet and turn him into my little foot
slave? Just like you are?”
Jake winced. He hated how true Louie’s words were. “Yeah.”
“I’ll think about it. For your sake. But right now, I think have my hands full already.”

“What are you—oh shit!”
Louie took Jake by surprise when he immediately assaulted his still-hard cock with his feather.
“Stop! I can’t breathe!” Jake burst into manic laughter as Louie swirled his feather around Jake’s
cockhead and the sensitive area around his thighs, by far the most ticklish part of his body. His
cock swelled even more, and was drooling with sticky precum, his balls dying to blow its load.
But his body also knew all too well that it was only capable of relieving itself when its true
master gave the signal. And Louie had no desire of doing that anytime soon.
His feather continued to tickle and tease Jake, causing him to laugh and cry so hard he felt like
he was going to pass out. His cock throbbed with every torturous brushstroke: a swipe on the
cockhead, a twirl all around the shaft, and even some rapid feather dusting on his balls. Jake’s
head lolled around like a maniac as he laughed and laughed. He stopped begging for Louie to
stop, and instead begged him to finally be allowed to cum.
“Please, let me cum, Louie! I gotta cum, ahahaha, oh god I gotta cum!”
Louie relented, allowing his boyfriend some momentary relief. Jake groaned painfully, several
laughs still sneaking out of his mouth at times, his cock aching and wet. His cock jerked
involuntarily from time to time, recovering from the intense stimulation.
“You want to cum? Then you know what you have to do.”
Jake glanced down at Louie’s socked feet and a sad look washed over his face. “Do I have to?”
“What do you think?” Louie tickled the area right beneath Jake’s cockhead and he immediately
jumped.
“Okay, okay! Just....let me out of these bonds. Can we do that at least? Please.”
“Please what?”
“Please....sir.”
Louie nodded his head. He undid Jake’s bonds, and gave him a few moments to collect himself.
Jake was a mess, but was happy to be freed. His cock bounced around between his legs,
aching, sore, swollen. Louie took Jake’s place and jumped into the computer chair.
“You warmed this up real nicely for me, Jake. Thanks.”

Jake groaned, and had a seat on Louie’s bed. Louie swiveled his chair around and brought his
feet right to Jake’s lap.
Louie smiled. “Bon apetit bitch.”
Jake sighed as he pulled off Louie’s socks. It wasn’t that Louie’s feet were rank or nasty or
anything. In fact, they were quite the opposite. His soles were clean, his toes were immaculate,
and everything about them were as attractive as he was. Jake just wasn’t a fan of feet in
general, but he knew what he had to do in order to get the relief his cock demanded of him. His
body had been conditioned to only cum when he was worshipping his master’s feet.
He let his tongue flick across the bottom of Louie’s soles, sending a rush of pleasure straight to
his master’s cock. Louie whipped out his unit and relaxed in his seat, and began stroking
himself, while Jake’s tongue became more indulgent, more intense.
For Jake, his cock throbbed excitedly with every swipe on Louie’s soles; the salty, musky taste
made his cockhead ooze with precum, his veiny shaft as hard as metal. His body was utterly
grateful to finally be at Louie’s feet, the promise of release only moments away.
Jake’s eyelids fluttered as he worshipped, moaning like the foot slut his master had turned him
into over time. Louie enjoyed every moment of it, his own cock throbbing heavily inside his
hand. Jake’s tongue made it to Louie’s toes, and after giving them several generous licks, he
opened his mouth and allowed his lips to clamp down on them.
“Mmmfff...” He moaned even louder as he rimmed Louie’s toes, his body delighting in the taste,
in spite of his own preferences. There were no more thoughts about what he liked; now all he
thought about was worshipping, serving, making Louie happy. Louie was close to orgasm as
well, his own cock leaking furiously in his hand, almost as much as Jake’s. He started stroking
faster and faster as Jake’s toe worship became more and more fervent, his toes wiggling inside
Jake’s mouth.
Jake made more greedy swipes against his master’s toes, savoring the moist area beneath
them, until his body finally, at last, gave way. He let out a sharp cry as his cock burst with bout
after bout of rich, sweet cream, his body finally relieved.
His cum hit Louie’s soles, and as soon as Louie felt it, it tipped his body over the edge and
forced him to cum too.
“Fuck!” he said, his hand beating furiously as he creamed himself, his body tensing as orgasm
passed. His toes clenched tightly even as Jake sucked on them.

When they were both finished, Jake continued to worship, his cock softening, while Louie
relaxed even more. They both laughed gently, happy to have got off. Louie enjoyed Jake’s
worshipping a little while longer and was absorbed in his thoughts.
So, Jake’s roommate had a thing for his feet after all huh? He knew Sam could be a little foot
hound, but never thought he himself could ever be in Sam’s foot-lusting sights, especially
considering the discord between them.
It was official then. Sam was going to be his, in one way or another. He would rather have a
slave than an enemy any day of the week.

*****
Sam was a young guy that had roomed with Jake for a while now. He was short, with dark hair
and dark eyes, and as cute as a button. While he might have been small in size, he had a huge
appetite for men’s feet, that couldn’t be understated. It was one of his driving passions, along
with his love of games and comics.
It could be difficult living with someone like Jake. Jake liked to be barefoot, and his feet drove
Sam crazy. Sam had even stolen a sock or two for his own private use, without Jake’s knowing,
and he loved peeking at Jake’s bare soles around the apartment whenever he got a chance.
Jake had become somewhat accustomed to Sam’s frequent arousals. He found his behavior
amusing at times.
Unfortunately for Sam, Jake was in a committed relationship with Louie, and so his body was
hands-off. That didn’t stop them from being good roommates to each other, and even better
friends. While they got along famously, Sam and Louie, on the other hand, never really saw
eye-to-eye. They didn’t like each other much, and avoided each other whenever they could. The
only thing they had in common was Jake, who was always a little disappointed that neither liked
each other.
About a week ago, Jake was sitting on the couch (barefoot, of course) and scrolling through his
phone. Sam walked by and just happened to notice Jake looking at an image of a rather
gorgeous pair of feet. Nice soles. Mouthwatering toes. Sexy arches. They caught his eye
immediately.
“Whoa,” he said. “That’s a nice pair.”
Jake glanced up. “You are the only guy I know that would say something like that about feet.”
“Sorry, I can’t help it. Whose feet are those anyways? I’d love to see more.”

“Louie’s.”
Sam looked as if his cat had died. “I wish I had never said that.”
Jake laughed. “Don’t worry, it’s not like I’ll tell him or anything. You’ll be fine.”
Sam did not like the idea of complementing Louie, but couldn’t deny that that was one delicious
looking pair of feet he had just witnessed. He was disappointed in himself. He left and continued
with his usual activities, and that, as far as he knew, was the end of that.
Fast forward several days later....
Louie arranged to visit the apartment with Jake, which he hardly ever did.
Sam was busy reading comics on the couch when Jake entered.
“Hey dude. I brought company over.” Jake said.
“That’s cool.”
“It’s, uh, Louie.”
Sam grimaced. He sat up and made eye contact with Jake’s dark-haired boyfriend, just as he
entered the living room.
“Hello Sam,” Louie said.
“Hey.”
Their exchange was icy, though Louie caught Sam glancing at his feet for just a second, which
was a very good sign to him.
Jake and Louie had a seat, and, as usual, Jake took off his socks and sneakers and put his
bare feet on the coffee table. Sam, as always, did his best not to gawk at them, especially with
Louie around, but it was proving more and more difficult. Jake’s feet looked especially
delectable for some reason, so pretty and soft. Sam wanted to plant his face right under those
pillowy soles. He buried himself in his comic instead, while Louie turned on the TV.
Sam and Jake made small talk while the TV played on, and sometimes Jake would ask Louie
for his opinion on various things. Louie’s responses were short, and disinterested.

In the meantime, Louie had noticed Sam’s furtive glances at Jake’s feet and was amused. He
put his own feet up, still in shoes, on the coffee table, across from Jake. Jake looked at him with
disapproval but Louie didn’t care.
“You have any plans this weekend, Sam?” Louie said, crossing his feet. Sam glimpsed them
and gulped. He knew what they looked like from Jake’s pictures, and grabbed a cushion to
cover the rising boner between his legs. Why was Louie doing this? He could deal with one pair
of sexy feet, but now there were two, right across from each other, just inches away from him on
the coffee table!
“I uh, I don’t know. Nothing. I mean, I don’t have any plans.”
“I see,” Louie said, using one foot to kick off one of his sneakers.
“Louie...” Jake said.
“What? I’m taking my shoes off to make myself more comfortable.”
Louie’s sneaker hit the ground and Sam’s eyes were glued to the socked foot that had been
revealed. His cock was already throbbing heatedly. He wanted to tear the sock off right then and
there.
“Well,” Louie said, using his socked foot to kick off the other shoe, “if you’re not doing anything,
why don’t you come over to my place for a bit?”
“Uhhh....why?” Sam said, his eyes still staring.
“I don’t know,” Louie said, flexing his toes in his socks, which made Sam even hornier. “I just
thought we could get to know each other better. I know we’re not really close or anything, but
maybe that can change. Right Jake?”
Jake looked agitated. He knew what Louie was doing. Louie rubbed the sole of one foot with the
toes of the other, and Sam’s jaw slipped open. Louie glared at Jake impatiently.
“I....yeah,” Jake said, “M-maybe you should come over Sam. It’d be fun.”
“If you say so,” Sam said, his eyes still stuck on Louie’s feet. Why did a jerk like Louie have to
have such a mesmerizing pair of soles? He felt like he was being hypnotized by them. He
couldn’t look away from them, like a hound staring at a tantalizing piece of steak.
“Sounds like a plan then,” Louie said, standing up, snapping Sam out of his reverie. “Guess I’ll
see you this weekend!”

“Off so soon?” Sam said, his eyes still gazing at Louie’s feet while he put his shoes back on. For
the first time since he had known him, he actually felt a little sad that Louie was taking off.
“Yeah, I got shit to do. Someone just, um, texted me. Gotta run. Jake, call me.”
He winked, then headed off. Jake looked uneasy.
“You okay, Sam? You look a little....bothered.”
“Uh, no...I just gotta use the bathroom real quick. See you in a bit!”
Sam left, doing his best to hide his raging boner, while Jake sighed. He knew what he was up
to, but still felt bad. He just hoped Louie would be gentle with Sam when things came to a head.

****
The weekend finally came, and both Jake and Sam made it to Louie’s place.
“Come on in, guys,” Louie said as he let them inside. Sam’s eyes were already on Louie’s feet
again, which were still in socks. He had jerked off several times to them in his head over the last
few days, a fact that he wasn’t too proud of.
They had a seat in the living room. Louie stared at Jake. He rolled his eyes and sighed.
“Hey, I, uh, gotta make a call real quick Sam. I’ll be right back, okay?”
“Uh...sure.” Sam didn’t like the idea of being left alone with Louie, especially at his own place,
but he wasn’t going to complain.
As soon as Jake left, Louie spoke up. “So I hear you have a thing for feet, Sam, is this true?”
Sam looked mortified. “Uh, who told you—”
“Don’t lie. I don’t like liars.”
Sam sucked his lips in. “Yeah I do, alright? So what?”
“Oh, I’m not teasing you or anything. Or am I?”
Sam looked confused....until Louie’s socked foot slid across the floor, like a snake, right
towards his own foot. His eyes widened as he gazed at it, and his body felt like it had been
jolted by a current of electricity when Louie’s socked toe touched his sneaker.

“What are you...what are you doing?”
“What are you doing?”
“Huh?”
“If you want a chance at these feet, then you better make it worth my while, Sam. I’m not going
to let you take my socks off if you keep gawking at them all day like some pathetic dog.”
Sam started to sweat. Was this for real? He couldn’t believe Louie would even offer such a thing
to him! It was outrageous, it was infuriating....it was far too tempting to pass up.
“I don’t know Louie...what about Jake?”
“What about him? This was his idea. And please don’t call me Louie while inside my house. Call
me ‘sir’.”
On one hand, Sam felt furious that Louie could be so condescending to him, especially since he
was a guest. It was so typical of him. On the other hand, he was insanely turned on by the
prospects that had been presented. Even the mention of having to call Louie ‘sir’ had his cock
tingling.
“Okay...sir.”
“That’s a start.”
“How can I, uh, how can I best serve you....sir?”
Louie grinned. Sam was easier to put under control than he thought, maybe even easier than
Jake.
“Well my feet are aching. How about rubbing them for a bit?”
Sam couldn’t believe it. He jumped at the chance, consequences be damned. His lust was far
more overwhelming than any morals he had in the moment.
“I’d love to do that!”
Louie glared at him.
“I’d love to do that, sir! Sorry, sir.”

Louie planted his feet in Sam’s lap, causing his cock to go from twenty to a hundred in under a
second. Louie felt Sam’s hardness against his soles and grinned.
“Take your time,” he said. “And if you’re good, I’ll let you serve me even more. The more you
serve, the better the rewards.”
“Yes sir!”
Sam kneaded Louie’s feet, his cock writhing between his legs. He loved how the arches felt.
The smell of cotton and male feet wafted towards his nostrils, making him feel even more
ravenous, clouding his mind with desire.
Meanwhile, Jake peeked into the room from afar. He was upset that Louie was already
manipulating Sam, and had done so with ease. Yet he also felt something else stir inside,
something he wasn’t expecting to feel.
Jealousy.
He never liked the idea of bringing Sam into the fold. Not only was he his friend, but he wanted
to be Louie’s only slave!
In the meantime, Sam was entranced by Louie’s feet. They felt good, they looked good, they
even smelled good! He wet his shorts with precum and he felt lost in lust as he rubbed them, his
fingers kneading them like dough.
“Oh god....I think I’m gonna cum....”
“That’s quite an amusing statement, considering that I did not give you permission to cum,
Sam.”
Sam looked up at Louie with a pleading look in his eyes. “P-please sir?”
“Absolutely not. Not until I say so. Unless you don’t want to see these feet ever again. That
would be a shame. I never even got my socks off.”
Sam shut his eyes and nodded.
“Speaking of socks, you may pull them off. But you better not cum, Sam, or I swear, it’ll be the
last time you ever have a chance like this.”
“Yes, right away sir. Forgive me for even asking.”

Sam excitedly pulled the socks off Louie’s feet and was even more astounded at the perfect pair
in his lap, even more tantalizing than the time he had glimpsed them on Jake’s phone. He
began massaging them once more, delighted at the feel of Louie’s warm, moist skin. His cock
felt unbearable; how it longed to cum! Sam’s lips quivered as his lust went to the next level, his
underwear soaked in precum. He wanted to cum desperately but the thought of having Louie
revoke his beautiful feet was too torturous to even consider. He forced himself to hold it in
through sheer will alone, not even realizing that he was slowly bending himself to Louie’s will
instead.
Every time Louie wiggled his toes, every time he flexed them, or even grabbed at Sam’s
fingers....every single instance brought Sam closer and closer to cumming, yet he denied
himself that pleasure each time, conditioning himself more and more. Louie’s feet were as
irresistible as he was!
And Louie knew it. He smiled with satisfaction at Sam’s state, literally under his heels. He
needed to push Sam even harder.
“Worship them. But don’t you dare cum Sam.”
Sam whimpered. He wanted to cum so badly. No one had ever teased him like that before, and
he wasn’t sure he had the mental or physical fortitude to keep up. But there was something so
convincing about Louie’s words, and something so mesmerizing about his feet. Any enmity he
had for him had disappeared; he felt like he could do anything for Louie, that he would do
anything for him.
He placed his mouth onto Louie’s soles and felt his body quake with joy. His cock released
more precum and was about to cum just from the taste, but, somehow, he mentally willed
himself to hold the dam at bay. Louie’s feet, the toes especially, were too delicious, too
spectacular, to give up on that easily.
“Good,” Louie said, raising his feet and allowing Sam to worship his heels. “You’re doing very
good so far, Sam. I’m impressed at your strength. I don’t like my slaves to be weak little
bitches.”
He rubbed his feet across Sam’s face, while Sam dragged his tongue across the soles. He
gasped when Louie rubbed his toes all over his face next, wiggling them even more, grabbing at
his features, edging his already-hard cock more and more past its usual limits.
“Am I, uh, interrupting something?” Jake said, as he entered the room. Sam was far too
absorbed with Louie’s feet to even notice him.
“Not at all,” Louie said, placing his toes inside Sam’s mouth. Sam moaned as he sucked on
them. “Why don’t you join Sam? I’m sure he won’t mind sharing, won’t you Sam?”

“No sir...don’t mind....mmmff.....at all!”
Jake wasn’t particularly in the mood to handle his boyfriend’s feet, yet he also couldn’t let Sam
have the upper hand on him, or foot, in this case. He and Sam fell to the floor, and began to
worship Louie, one foot each. Louie rubbed his feet all over their faces, taunting them, teasing
them, dominating them. He pulled at their lips with his toes; he pressed the balls of his feet into
their faces; he dragged his soles down their features, squishing them.
Sam and Jake never stopped licking, both of them consumed with serving their master, almost
competing with each other. Jake’s cock was already hard and bursting, a subconscious reaction
to many years of having contact with Louie’s feet.
“Look at the state of you two,” Louie said, leaning back onto the couch. “Are you both happy to
serve me?”
“Yes,” they replied, their mouths filled with toes.
“That’s good. But remember, none of you guys can cum. Whoever cums will lose their access to
me today.”
Sam and Jake glanced at each other with pained expressions. They continued, their mouths
swollen from their constant worshipping, their cocks dangerously close to the edge as precum
soaked their clothes.
Louie loved seeing the struggle on their faces. He knew that both of them didn’t want to give in
to the other, yet their bodies were on the brink. It was the best way to condition them; it was for
their own good.
But he still had plans for Sam. He had been thinking about them all week. He stopped his slaves
from worshipping, allowing them a chance to collect themselves.
“Have any of you cum yet?”
“No sir!” Sam said.
Jake shook his head rapidly.
“Good, good. But now it’s time for something different. Since you’re new to this whole thing
Sam, I think it’s only fair we put you through the ringer a bit.”
“What...what do you mean, sir?”

“You’ll see. Jake?”
Jake sighed. “Sorry Sam. But you better get your clothes off.”
“What, all of them?” Sam turned to Louie. “I mean, all of them, sir?”
“Yes. Does it look like Jake is joking? Hurry up!”
Sam did as he was told. The clothes came flying off, and he was left completely naked, his cock
still hard, and his cheeks flushed with just a little embarrassment. He had never been naked in
front of Jake before, another first for him, but he was so entranced by serving Louie and his
amazing feet, that he would’ve done anything.
“Finally. Jake? The chair. Don’t forget the ropes.”
“The what? Please, sir, I don’t know if I can do all that. Can I just go back to sucking your
amazing feet again?”
Louie looked less than pleased. “You want to cum, right?”
“Yes, sir...”
“And you want to please me, don’t you?”
Sam nodded. He felt even more embarrassed to be taking orders from Louie, but one look at his
feet and he remembered why he was doing all this in the first place. His cock twitched as soon
as he glimpsed them.
“Then get in the chair.”
Jake wheeled the computer chair out, and Sam had a seat.
“Sorry again about this, Sam...” Jake said as he tied his roommate up.
“Don’t be sorry,” Sam said, “Louie’s feet are amazing. I can’t wait!”
“We haven’t started yet,” Jake said. Sam felt a little uneasy, but his ever-throbbing cock
distracted him.
Jake took off his clothes next, at Louie’s behest. Louie then took out a feather, and gave
another one to Jake.
Sam’s eyes bulged when he saw them.

“Oh no....n-not the feather....you can’t be serious! Come on Jake, you know how I am when I
get tickled!”
Jake gave Sam an apologetic look.
“I am as serious as this feather is going to be on your pretty little hide, Sam. I just wanna hear
you laugh. What’s wrong with that?” Louie ran the feather elegantly between his fingers.
“But....but tickling makes me cum, too!”
“Then you better make sure you don’t, or I’ll wheel you out onto the street just as you are and
you’ll never see my feet again. Got it?”
Sam looked nervously at Jake, then back at Louie. He wasn’t sure he had the strength to deal
with what was coming next, but he would certainly try!
Jake and Louie waved their feathers around Sam, causing him to tremble in his bonds.
“I wonder where you’re the most ticklish?” Louie said, trailing the feather lightly against his
shoulder blades. Sam let out a giggle. It was clear to Louie that he was far less resistant to
tickling than Jake was.
Good.
In the meantime, Jake started swirling his feather around Sam’s stomach area, causing him to
elicit another nervous giggle.
“Oh god,” he said.
“We’ve barely even begun!” Louie said. “Looks like our work is cut out for us then, isn’t it Jake?”
Jake shrugged, and then, the tickling began.
They swirled the feathers around Sam’s nipples and his shoulders lightly, testing him, which
already had him bursting with laughter.
“Ahahahaha!”
“Shut up, Sam,” Louie said.
“I can’t help it—ahahaha—it’s too ticklish!”

Louie shook his head.
He ordered to Jake to pick up the pace and followed suit. Louie focused on Sam’s nipples, while
Jake started tickling his stomach. Sam was in hysterics. His head was shaking side to side and
his body trembled as laugh after laugh flew from his mouth, his body on fire.
“Oh my god! Hahahaha! Oh shit! Ahahahaha!”
Even Louie was having trouble holding in his own laughs. He wasn’t expecting Sam to be as
vulnerable as he claimed he was. Even better, Sam’s cock was jerking wildly between his legs,
spewing precum like a fountain. Louie was impressed so far. Sam still hadn’t cum, despite how
engorged his cock seemed to be.
He would see about that.
He ordered Jake to take to the ground, while he took Sam’s crotch for himself.
“Let’s see how willing you are to be my slave, Sam. This will really test your resolve. You better
not cum or it’s all over for you!”
Sam’s eyes were teary and his lips were trembling as he laughed nervously.
“I’ll d-do my best sir. I don’t want to d-disappoint...ahahaha....disappoint you, sir!” Sam
genuinely was trying his best but it was getting increasingly more difficult. He couldn’t even stop
giggling even when he wasn’t being tickled!
But then he felt a feather touch his toes.
“Oh no...”
And then another feather begin swirling around his leaking cockhead.
“Oh my god....”
Louie gave the signal, and both he and Jake began furiously tickling him in their designated
areas at the same time, setting Sam off and turning him into a laughing, crying mess.
Sam swore and rocked the chair, his feet squirming, his cock throbbing and leaking, while Louie
and Jake assaulted his body. Their feathers drove him into a frenzy, and he was laughing so
hard that he almost lost his voice. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he begged for mercy, but
there was none to give to him, as Louie and Jake continued their feathery onslaught.
“Please stop, please! Hahahaha! C-can’t take it, can’t take it! Ahahaha!”

Louie enjoyed the way Sam’s cock danced underneath his feather. He was even amused by
Sam’s hysterics. Even Jake could hardly hold in a laugh. Sam’s wild laughter was infectious. He
watched as Sam’s toes wiggled and clenched repeatedly while he tortured them with feather
strokes, Sam’s laughter getting louder and louder the more he and Louie tickled him.
Sam’s cock felt like it was going to burst. His face was red and sweat ran down his face. He
could barely talk because he was laughing so hard, his entire body writhing and tensing.
But he held his master’s feet in his mind, and it, surprisingly, gave him the strength to endure.
He would do anything for those feet. Anything! Even if it meant withholding his cum for the entire
day, if he had to.
Finally, Louie stopped. He ordered Jake to stop too. It took several minutes for Sam to stop
laughing. He finally unwound, his cock swollen and soaked, panting, breathless, sore.
“I’m impressed Sam. I underestimated you. I thought you would’ve blown your load a long time
ago, but you’ve managed to control yourself. Even Jake didn’t last this long.”
Jake didn’t look pleased by that statement.
“I’ll do...anything...for you, sir,” Sam said.
“I like the sound of that.”
Louie glanced at Jake and he stood.
“Now, here’s your reward. You continue to please and serve me like this, there will be plenty
more in your future.”
“What kind of reward are you talking ab—”
Sam was stopped as Jake placed his foot right against his face. He moaned as Jake rubbed his
foot all over his features, driving him even more wild.
But the best part was saved for last. He felt another foot, one that belonged to his master, only
this time it took hold of his cock.
He mumbled incoherently, as Louie used one of his feet to pedal him, while Jake used one of
his to smear Sam’s face. Sam cried out as two sexy feet worked his body, whipping him into a
delirium, the chair rocking beneath him.

With a final push of his foot, and a tightening of his toes around his shaft, Louie gave the
command: “Cum.”
Sam moaned inside of Jake’s foot as he came the biggest he had ever cum in his life. His
splooge rushed out and coated Louie’s foot, and even the space between his toes. His entire
body turned to jelly as pleasure overwhelmed his senses. He whimpered as he came down,
taking solace inside of Jake’s foot. Jake let him munch on his toes, while Louie took his foot
away.
“Not bad Sam. You’ll do quite well here.”
“Thank you...” Sam said, his voice muffled as they were stuffed with toes.
“Thank you what?”
“Thank you sir,” Sam said, smiling weakly as he returned to toe-sucking. He was exhausted, yet
was regaining strength just from the taste and feel of his roommate’s toes in his mouth. Louie
grinned evilly. It was going to be a very busy weekend.
 
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