"Smell my feet?!" Daniel yelled. "Uhuh." You said while nodding. "That's so weird." Daniel said. "First you wanted to smell my shoes and now my feet?" Daniel said. "You have a foot fetish he?" He added. "Euhm, yeah I do have one, sorry." You answered. "*sighs* okay get on your knees infront of my feet then."
Immediately you crawled over to the poof where Daniel had placed his feet on. You looked at them. They were still in his black socks. You brought your face closer to them and sticked your nose inbetween his toes. You could feel his socks were a little damp. You greadily inhealed. A sweaty strong foot smell filled your nose. They smelled a little bit cheesy and were actually a little bit stinky, not to much, but definitly stinky.
You smelled his foot for 6 minutes when you decided to take off his socks. "And now you are going to smell my bare feet too?" Daniel asked suprised. "Hmm, yes!" You replied.
You took of his socks and pressed them against your nose inhaling them one last time.
Before you now laid his bare size 10 feet. They looked a little rough, but were actually quite alright. Slender soles with long toes. Overall a pale foot with some red accents. Very nice.
Suddenly his brother walked in.
"Whoa, what are you guys doing!?" He asked. You looked at the little boy, he was 9 years old, had black hare, plae skin and whore a sport t-shirt and sport short. But most important he was barefoot. "Oh no, wel this is my Michael, he has a foot fetish and wanted to smell my feet." Daniel said. "Oh like my friend Tom?" The younger brother said. Apparently this kid knew what a foot fetish was as his friend had one.
He placed himself on the couch to and placed his cute size 6,5 feet on the poof wiggling them once.
"I think we should let him choose who he worships." The brother whispered. "Great idea!" Daniel replied louder this time. You were confused, what were they chatting about?
"Okay Michael you can only smell one of us." Daniel said. "But I want your both feet." You said. "Nope, choose one." Daniel said while crossing his feet.
"I just came back from P.E.." The little boy said to make the choice even harder.
This was a hard choice. You already smelled Daniels feet, but only with socks on and that little brother of him was teasing the heck out of you. You knew his soccer boots smelled so great.
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