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TRAINER
FETISH This good looking jock in his mid twenties complete with muscle t-shirt, sexy black trackies and the most horny pair of Nike Cortez, warn very loose with the tongues showing parts of his sock less ankles in them, greets this younger 19 year old boy whom he has hired to re decorate his new flat. The boy, dressed in work pants and a tight fitting white shirt and Reebok Classics gets straight to work on the odds and ends he is assigned to. The trainers on his client’s feet, being into shoes and trainers, do however distract him. He eventually plucks up the courage to ask and probe the stud about his trainers. He asks the usual where he bought the trainers from what size the guy took (which turned out to be UK 11) and whether the jock was into trainers. He even added that he himself had a passion for shoes especially trainers. Amused that the lad had noticed his trainers, the jock replied. "I suppose we all have different fetishes and interests, can't say I am passionate about shoes and stuff but I do love women's' underwear." The brief exchange of words ended when the jock’s client announced that he had to go out to run errands. Left alone in this hot client's flat, the lad was plagued with so many thoughts. He wondered about the jock's trainers, how they smelt. He guessed that they must have been extremely sweaty and hot since he had them on without socks. The Nike was also well padded so they must have been really hot! His cock throbbed and he adjusted his work pants to make room for his horniness. Suddenly, another thought crossed his mind. He wondered if this guy had more trainers in his closet but knew it would be wrong, not to mention risky, to snoop through a client's private things. Eventually, he was overpowered by the temptation to have a quick look and stopped what he was doing and made his way to his attractive client's bedroom. Upon entering the room he immediately caught site of a pair Adidas Superstars lying in front of the bed. Also, on the far side of the room was a pair of Black leather Rockport’s. The young boy made his way over to the Superstars and his cock became stiff again. He picked up one of the trainers and examined it more closely. They were very erotic to look at with their mouth's wide open inviting the boy to look inside them. The inside indicated a good amount of wear with the now off white sole with the "Adidas" emblem quite faded on the heel. Lifting the trainer to his nose, he immersed his face deep into it and took a breath, smelling the funky sweat/ rubbery smell inside. Extremely aroused by the trainer, the lad sat on the edge of the bed and continued his exploration of the jock's trainers. They smelt really good and he couldn't get enough! The rock hard boy then decided to examine the Rockport’s, repeating the ritual he had just completed with the jock's Superstars. The heavy boots had a dominating smell of leather (much like that of a new car's upholstery) and wear and this turned him on once more. "This is great! He thought to himself, "I have to check out this guy's closet". The newer Tn air had a smell of their own and the boy took off his Reeboks to try these on, his sweaty socked feet resting snugly in his sexy client's size eleven Airs. He placed his hand inside his pants now and began to slowly play with himself as his feet felt the soft cushioning of the jock's trainers. He imagined the jock wearing them all the while pulling on his hard erection and began walking around the bedroom slowly, savouring each step in these Nikes. The lad was in his own ecstatic, horny world, so much so, that he failed to hear the front door opening and shutting in the hallway. His attractive client was back! "What the fucks do you thing you're doing!" The startled boy turned around to face his angry client. "You fucking asshole, what the hell are you doing with my shoes?" The jock raged grabbing hold of the scared and embarrassed 19 year olds arm. “You trying to steal from me you little punk?" He continued. "No! Sorry! I'm sorry I didn't mean..." "You didn't mean what?" The jock interrupted, " I'M calling the cops!" he "No, please don't!" the horrified boy shouted, " I really am not trying to steal anything. Its just that after our conversation earlier, I couldn't stop thinking about those Nikes you're wearing and I just wanted to see if you had any other cool pairs!" The boy was red faced and trembling. "Oh shit!" The jock answered putting down the phone, " I should have guessed this morning, you're one of those obsessed freaks that collect items of clothing belonging to other guys!" "Well not really, can’t explain it but I really get tuned on by cool shoes especially cool trainers like yours" he answered. "So you get turned on by them?" The jock smiled, "Fuck, I have to see this one!” he laughed, "What would you do if I made you smell those Nikes of mine that you're wearing right now?" The boy's cock began to become hard again. "Well, I'm a bit embarrassed to say, but I would get very aroused. I have already smelt them,” he answered. "Oh you have, have you? You little fucker!" The angry client responded. " And do my trainers get your approval. Eh?” he continued sarcastically. "Yes, they're cool man!" was the boy's hesitant answer. "Come here punk and strip to your underpants!" The lad slowly obeyed, hanging his head shamefully. "Sit there at my feet, you little shit!" The young lad sat down in front of the very trainers that had caused all of this: those damn loose Nike Cortez! "We're going to play a little game you and me", the jock continued as the "You like those Nikes I'm wearing today, don't you? You like them a lot, eh?" "Yeah", was the boy's said. "Here!" the sexy jock continued straightening his leg in front of the boy's face. The boy was now face to face with the jock's erotic size 11 trainers. "Gees boy! You're pants are getting hard from just looking at my trainers!" The jock laughed in amusement, "Shit, this is freaky!" "And what if I do this? The jock flexed his foot inside the loose trainer causing his trainer to move up and down revealing parts of the jock's sock less heel, making a sweaty, rubbing noise as the wet skin moved against the trainer's padding. "Turning you on, is it?" the jock laughed. The lad did not answer, "you getting nice and hard in there?" he mocked. "Sorry", the embarrassed boy answered. "Right, take off my trainer!” The jock went on. "What?" Gasped the boy. "You heard what I said. Take it off!" The boy grabbed at the heel of the Nike and pulled slowly, removing it from the jock's foot. The trainer made an erotic sucking sound as it came off, making the boy's cock grow even harder. The air around the lad filled with the heavy but horny smell of sweat. The aroused boy's briefs bulged as his punishing client looked down at him. "Put you hand inside and feel it punk!" ordered the jock. The boy placed his hand inside and gave a moan as he felt the heat and sweat in the trainer. "Is it good?” asked the jock "Please, I don't want to..." "Oh yeah you do! Now smell the trainer for me," the jock continued with his orders. The boy buried his face into his client's hot Nike Cortez, his nose getting all clammy as it pushed against the wet bottom. "So what's it like?" asked the jock mockingly. "It's very hot and very wet", the boy answered. "How does it smell?" "Sweaty!" was the boy's answer. His cock was now visibly throbbing in his white cotton briefs. "Fuck! You really do get off on my trainers!" The jock said in amazement. "Your trainers are too much!” exclaimed the lad. "Yeah, clearly here", the jock put his foot in the boy's face, "Lick it as your punishment!" The lad obeyed, taking hold of the jock's glistening heel and slowly licking the bottom of his foot. The jock watched this whole act-taking place in front of him with amazement and a sense of flattery at the fact that he was turning this boy on so much! "Would you be able to handle my other trainer?" he asked the lad. "It's really hot and sweaty and I'm dying to take it off!" he continued, a sly smile on his face. "No!" the boy gasped, out of breath from the horny ordeal, "It would be too much," he pleaded. "Take my other trainer off and smell it, now!" commanded the merciless client, "I want to watch you cum!" he continued. "No! Please," the lad pleaded with his torturer. Suddenly, the jock reached for his remaining Nike trainer, pulling it off vigorously. He grabbed hold of the helpless young 19 year old and forced the boy's face deep down into the trainer, fresh off his foot. "Nice? He asked pushing his trainer hard onto the boy's face. "Yes!" The boy answered. "Is it hot and wet enough for you?" He taunted the lad. "Yes," the boys face was flushed red from the trainer’s warmth. "I'm going to cum!" He exclaimed from deep inside the trainer. As humiliated as he was feeling, the 19-year-old boy knew that there was no turning back this was all too much! He was on the brink of explosive orgasm as his tormentor watched him smelling his trainer. The aroused boy flinched two or three times and immediately his white underpants became wet. It was all over. The jock felt his own cock stand on end as he witnessed the boy's powerful ejaculation in his pants. The boy panted uncontrollably in the trainer while the jock stimulated his own hard on. "Fuck you, you little shit!!" the horny jock shouted, "I hope you got what you wanted, now get the fuck out of here, move!" The humiliated yet exhilarated boy got up and began putting his Reeboks back on. "I am sorry about all of this", he said turning to face his client. "Just go, get the hell out of here!" The boy left the flat and the bizarre but erotic experience behind him. He would never forget that encounter talk about a house call and a half!
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