Alan decides silence is probably for the best since Jaron wouldn't hear him anyway. He sighs and sits were he is, looking up at Jaron, waiting to see what he'd do next.
Unknown to Alan though, Jaron had a huge foot fetish, and had always wanted to be at Alan's feet. Cracking open an eye, Jaron calls for Alan one last time before getting a devious look on his face. Fishing in the pile of clothes Jaron pulls out the socks, raising them to his face and taking a long sniff from them, "Oh god Alan has some hot feet."
Alan was floored. He'd had no idea whatsoever that his friend was into his feet, and while normally he'd be aroused by this, he didn't get to enjoy the moment too long before Jaron started to put on a show for him.
Slipping one sock over his cock and sniffing the other, Jaron started to masturbate furiously, enjoying the still fresh smell of his best bud's socks, "Oh god, I missed this, Fuck!" Alex just stared at Jaron as he laid there, eventually releasing himself in the sock, then collapsing.
"That sly fucker," Alan murmured aloud, "I had no idea."
Jaron laid there a few minutes to collect himself, gently gnawing on the other sock as he took a few last sniffs. With no mess to clean up, he finally sat up, bored and impatient, "Well, fuck. I'll just try and catch up with him later I guess... but first... heh." Jaron looked down again and cleared the clothes away, eying the size 14 Shox, "A size too small, but that tight fit will be pretty hot. I'll just tell him I came in sandals and wanted to go run, or something."
Alan grinned at the irony, because he had a foot fetish too, and despite being floored by what his friend just did, he'd been using Jaron's socks for his fantasies for years. He'd always wanted to be at his best friend's feet, and today his dream was going to come true. Alan's eyes widened as he saw what Jaron was planning, but with his size, he had nowhere to run except back down. Running as fast as he could do towards the toe section, Alan looked over his shoulder to see the magnificent sight of Jaron's right foot sliding into his sneaker. Alan was instantly aroused as he watched his friend's toes spread out slightly under the pressure as the slid in, overtaking his body and pinching him underneath Jaron's toes. Alan wanted to scream in fear and ecstasy as he felt his buddy's sweaty toes cover over his body, dripping that sweet smell he's longed for so long all over him.
The sneaker went dark, and Alan heard Jaron overhead, muffled, "God this is hot. Think I'll go take a run in these. They're a tight fit but damn I've always wanted to do this." Alan panicked as Jaron taped the toe of the shoe on the ground, managing to reposition him between Jaron's big toe and the next, "Oh god. What if he... he..." His thoughts where interrupted as Jaron squeezed his toes, forcing Alan to lose his form and actually mold up against Jaron's toes.
"Well," thought Alan, "This will be pretty interesting."
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