Payback's a Kick in the Balls
As soon as I walked into the laundry room, I caught a whiff of something pungent and unpleasant. My brows furrowed, and I glanced around, trying to figure out where the smell was coming from. That's when my eyes landed on my best friend, Jamie, who was kneeling on the floor, his face buried in my sweaty gym socks.
"Jamie," I said, my voice laced with amusement and surprise. "What are you doing?"
Jamie looked up at me, his cheeks red, and he quickly tried to stuff the socks back into the hamper. "Nothing," he mumbled, failing miserably to meet my gaze.
But I knew better. I'd seen him like this too many times before. It seemed that Jamie had a secret crush on my feet, a fetish he'd never had the guts to admit to me. And now that I knew, I couldn't resist playing a little dirty.
"What are you hiding?" I asked, reaching down and pulling up his shirt to reveal his bare stomach. My teeth clenched as I breathed in the scent of his sweat mixed with the remnants of my foot odor.
"Nothing," he squeaked, his face turning an even brighter shade of red.
I laughed, a wicked sound that echoed in the small room. "Don't lie to me, Jamie. I know you love every inch of my feet."
His eyes widened in horror as I pulled off my sneakers and stepped on his back, grinding my heel into his soft flesh. "Oh, god," he groaned, arching his back in pleasure.
"That's what I thought," I said, smirking. "Now, open wide."
I held out the stinky socks for him to take, and he hesitated only for a moment before taking them and placing them in his mouth. The look of humiliation on his face was priceless, and it filled me with a sense of power I'd never experienced before.
"Now, clean them up," I commanded, pointing at the hamper. "And make sure you wash them good this time."
Jamie nodded, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he tried to speak around the socks in his mouth. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight of him, my usually timid friend reduced to a sniveling, foot-worshiping mess.
As I walked away, leaving him to his task, I felt a sense of satisfaction spread through my body. I'd always known there was something different about Jamie, something that set him apart from other guys. Now, I realized that I could use that against him, that I had the power to make him beg and plead for my attention.
And for someone who'd always been on the sidelines, that felt pretty damn good.
