Kevin leans forward. "Take off your socks."
You waste no time pulling them off.
"Let's see what you've got. Put them here."
Your breath is shaky while you place your feet in Kevin's lap. He looks down at them.
"Oh my god, Steve"
Your face turns red "I'm sorry, you think this is gross. Never mind."
"Dude, no" Kevin wraps his hands around your feet. "I didn't know you had such perfect feet".
"Seriously? You think so?"
"Steve, yes, amazing. These soles, oh." He lifts his leg and presses his foot against yours, sole to sole. You shiver from the feeling.
Your foot is just a little smaller. "So, you're like a size 8? Um, Steve?"
You're just staring at the sight of your foot pressed against Kevin's. "You-so you were into feet too?"
"No, I mean, I didnt think so. But after you did that stuff to me...and now seeing yours, I..."
Kevin brings your foot to his face. He starts to kiss it softly. "I like this." he says, as he starts licking your sole.
You gasp. "Oh. Oh shit. Ohhh" Kevin smiles. He goes to town on your toes, licking and sucking as if he had done it many times.
"Kevin, yeah. Gimme your foot back. I need it." You akwardly manage to service each others feet at the same time. There's lots of heavy breathing.
You pause. "Am I dreaming?"
"I hope not. This is too good."
Kevin shoves all your toes in his mouth. A long groan escapes your mouth.
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