Part II - Caught My Classmate Staring So the next day I wen..

Part II - Caught My Classmate Staring

So the next day I went to class and I was prepared to shoeplay more than ever. I wore the same sneakers fresh off the basketball court and they smelt of locker room foot scent for sure.

I sat a chair closer to my classmate who kept staring the day before, making sure he could get a good look. I began shoe playing like I usually do and sure enough, his gaze was locked on the target. Watching my foot go in and out of my shoe and sliding my feet around definitely made him go wild.

And I knew it.

Again on the way out I asked him if he could share the notes from the lecture, and he asked for my number so he could text me them. I gave him my number and he texted me later that evening.

“I’m having trouble sending the notes. It won’t go through,” he said.

“That stinks, I really need those notes,” I replied. “Why don’t you just come over and I can copy them?”

“Sounds good. See you soon.”

I knew he was actually super nervous behind the texts he was sending and I definitely didn’t need these notes.

So before he arrived, I made sure to wear the same sneakers I shoeplayed in with the same socks he was drooling over. I did a quick run around the neighborhood to make sure they were perfectly sweaty and smelly.

He arrived and we started discussing the notes. I began to slide my foot out of my shoe and play around a little bit.

His gaze averted down to the ground.

“What are you looking at?” I asked.

“You’re wearing those cool shoes again. And the smell of your feet is filling the room,” he said with a half smile.

“Do you want to try them on or something?” I asked.

He nervously scratched his head and said “Sure.”

I’m a size a 11.5 and he had to be like a size 9 or 10 so they were going to be huge on him. I slid one foot out and pushed my shoe over towards his foot.

I saw him adjust himself in his seat as if to hide something.

He slowly slid his foot into my warm sweaty Nikes. As he did, I could see in his eyes he was enjoying it, so I slowly slid off my other shoe and pushed it towards his other foot.

He kicked off his other shoe and put my shoe on in its place. The room smelt of my amazing feet.

“These are really comfortable,” he said.

“I know,” I replied, “They’re super comfy I’ve had them for about 5-6 years and they’re really broken in nicely. They’re a bit big on you though.”

“That’s okay, I like them a bit big!” he shared.

“By the way,” he muttered nervously, “I-I really like the show you put on in class.”

“What show?” I replied with a devilish smile.

“You know, the -erm, where you take your shoes off in class and play around with them.”

“Oh yeah, my feet are always sore after basketball in gym so I like to air them out and relieve the pressure,” I said.

I looked down at my notes for about a minute. When I looked up, he had put my shoe over his face and was inhaling the warm scent. I wasn’t surprised, but was shocked at his bravery.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

In between deep inhales, he managed to say, “I’ve been DYING to do this since you first slid your shoe off and it’s even better than I imagined.”

This kid has GUTS.

“Do you wanna rub my feet? I definitely could use a good massage,” I said after seeing his excitement from sniffing my sneaks.

“Say no more,” he said as I placed my gorgeous socked feet in his lap.

He began to run his fingers across my soles and tops. And it felt really great. He absolutely knew what he was doing. I slowly lifted my foot up towards his face, and wrapped my wiggling toes around his nose. He was loving it. 😈 To be continued.