At the egoists' mercy (Blue lock) P1 by AshiNoDorei, literature
Literature
At the egoists' mercy (Blue lock) P1
[M/M, Half-consensual, Feet, Socks, Domination, Humiliation, Group] [Blue lock - Rin, Isagi, Nagi, Bachira] - Shit, shit, shit... I can't keep up with this, how the hell did I end up in this team. - I was borderline breaking down in my head. Isagi dashed forward next to me and for a split moment looked me in the eye... something out of this world was staring deep into my soul. - I can't even use such trash in my plays. - He said in complete disappointment and sprinted forward for the ball. He then passed to Nagi who saved the game with an amazing shot. As the speakers marked the end of the 5v5 game, we slowly walked back to the locker room. I followed these football beasts in their shadows. Nagi was already complaining about how tired he is. Bachira was his usual cheery self, hanging onto Isagi. - Hey. - Rin spoke up as we stepped into the locker. He turned back towards me. - We should get rid of him somehow, he is utterly useless and just pulls us back. I gulped and started to
At the egoists' mercy (Blue lock) P2 by AshiNoDorei, literature
Literature
At the egoists' mercy (Blue lock) P2
[M/M, Half-consensual, Feet, Socks, Domination, Humiliation, Group] [Blue lock - Rin, Isagi, Nagi, Bachira] Part 1 Nagi's footstench intensified as my nostrils were filled with the sweaty vapor. My lips and tongue touched his wet sole. The salty taste overpowered my mouth. My instinct immediately kicked in and I tried to get away but Rin was like a statue. I could barely move his feet, let alone getting away. I struggled as much as I could but it had no result. I was locked onto Nagi's sole. - What's taking you so long? Lick it clean already. - He complained again and wiggled his foot a bit. Well... I had no other choice at this point... however disgusting it sounded, I stuck out my tongue as much as I could under Rin's forceful stomp and took the first lick. The taste of sweat was nauseating in such concentration. I could barely keep myself from gagging. We've just spent god knows how many minutes on the field... continuously running around. We even had an hour long practice
James PowerTrips Classmate with Feet by CollegeDudesFeet, literature
Literature
James PowerTrips Classmate with Feet
Fiction story based on some real friends and experiences I have My friend James was always kinda goofy. I met him sophomore year of high school and he always had a mischievous personality. I remember watching him in the middle of class try to make another one of my friends smell his arm pit by grabbing his head and trying to force it into his pit while laughing. His friend resisted with all his might but James chased him around the desk before having to stop before it drew too much attention. I remember wondering if he would ever do the same with other gross things like his feet. I had always wondered what his feet might smell like up close but the thought passed as the teacher came in and class started. I got assigned a group project with James and 2 other guys from my class. The group project involved making a video skit and we decided to make it entertaining with lots of goofy scenes. We all met up a weekend in the morning and spent the day filming in different locations.