This is a true story of how my roommate found my foot porn and used it for his benefit.

It all took place my junior year of college. Jake was a guy who lived in the same dorm as me our freshman year and that’s how we became friends. We went to parties together, hung out, and played video games. You know, your basic college life. A couple of years later, at the beginning of junior year, he asked me if I wanted to be his roommate. I said why not and so we moved into an apartment together. We got along fine, but he was a total asshole. Your typical college jock that liked to bully you. He had brown hair, a perfect smile, and a great physique. He was about the same height as me, around 6ft, with size 11.5 feet. He majored in business, but his true passion was cycling. Every weekend he would ride for miles training his body for bike marathons. This made his feet and socks reek like no other. As a man with a foot fetish, this was torture. Walking inside the apartment after he got home from cycling was like stepping into a locker room. The musky sweaty stink of his feet always gave me a hard-on that I couldn’t control. He seemed confident about it and wasn’t concerned if he left his freshly worn shoes right at the entrance for people to smell when they entered. I guess it was his tendency to be a jerk that made him not care. Either way, I was secretly enjoying the musk of the place. To be honest, there were times I took a sock or a shoe back to my room and jerked off to the stink. His malodor gave me the most intense orgasms. I would put on some foot worship videos and hold his sock to my nose and become lost in the smell of his masculinity. 

A few months and many borrowed socks later, I was sitting on the couch next to Jake. Just browsing the internet on my computer and watching tv. Then Jake asked if he could use my laptop to send in an assignment. I asked him why he couldn’t use his own and he responded with a sigh and said he didn’t want to get up and get it. So I handed him my computer and went to the bathroom to shower. I washed up, got into comfier clothes, and then I headed back to the living room to retrieve my laptop. As I walked in the room I saw Jake look at me with an expression I find hard to describe. It was a look of curiosity, suspicion, and like he knew something I didn’t. I grabbed my laptop and went into my room. I closed my internet browser and saw a saved video I had up. It was a video of two roommates sitting on a couch watching tv. One of the guys would tease the other one with his feet. Placing them in his lap, stretching out his leg, and sticking his foot in the victim's face. It was soft-core porn, but a foot fetish video nonetheless. I immediately felt my heart begin to race and my palms becoming sweaty. I was afraid that Jake saw my foot porn video. A part of me didn’t want to think about him finding it, but the look on his face when he handed me back my laptop confirmed my belief. I was sure he saw it and the fact it was of two roommates made it even more humiliating. 

The next day he seemed different. Like he had more interest in me. Not in a sexual way, but happier to chat with me and was wanting to know about my plans for the day. I was expecting him to be awkward around me, considering the fact he found out about my foot fetish, but it was quite the opposite. As time went on, we became closer friends and fraternized more often, but I always kept the thought of him knowing about my roommate foot worship fantasy in the back of my head. I noticed him showing off his feet more or leaving his ripe socks around the apartment. I would find his used socks in the bathroom, laying perfectly on the couch, or on a few occasions, leaving them in my room after we hung out in there. He soon became accustomed to the power he had over me. If he ever wanted me to grab him a drink from the fridge or get something from his room while he gamed, he would point his soles towards me and curl his toes. Using my attraction to feet as way to treat me like his bitch. This only furthered my lust for him. It felt like he was playing some sick game with me. Some nights, Jake would come home drunk and lay on top of me while I was in bed. Not letting me escape while he talked about his night. He would find my foot with his and slowly rub them together. Pulling up on my arches with his toes and the tops of his feet. Then having me do the same with his. I was humiliated by the foot play because I knew this was a way of letting me know that he was aware of my obsession with his feet. Jake would even post pictures and videos of his feet, socks, and shoes on social media. Giving me access to look at a gallery of his foot pics while I sniffed his socks. Admiring his soles, his perfect arch, and his meaty toes. All while inhaling his stink and imagining myself worshiping him at his feet. I would try to edge myself for as long as possible, but his jock musk always made me cum within minutes. 

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