One Saturday, he asked me if I wanted to watch a movie with him at home. I told him I was going to meet up with some friends and hang out for the day, but I could afterwards. He responded with a simple “cool”, then let me know that he was going to go cycling in the afternoon. We parted our separate ways then I met up with my friends. We had a couple of beers as we chatted then we called it a day. I went home, slumped on the couch, and waited for him to return. An hour later he came back soaked. Jake told me that it started to rain halfway through his cycling practice. So, he went to his room to change out of his drenched clothing. I set up the movie and waited for him to return. He came back out and sat next to me on the couch with his feet up on the coffee table. When he sat down, I noticed a strong stink of feet and realized he changed out of everything, but his socks. I started to get hard from the smell so I put a pillow over my lap to hide my growing bulge. We started to watch the movie, but I could only focus on his musky feet and socks. Thinking about him cycling all day and how the warm rain only increased his normal foot stench. 

A few minutes into the movie he decided to lay sideways. He placed his feet right on top of the pillow I had on my lap. It was the closest my face had ever been to his feet. The reek smell intensified and my dick started to throb. It was the exact same scenario that played out in the foot porn he found on my computer. A cocky jock teasing his roommate with his feet and socks while they watched tv. I knew it wasn’t a coincidence and that he might have planned this to tease the hell out of me. I could tell he found it hilarious that his feet had so much power over me. He took off one of his socks and threw it in my direction. I didn’t want to surrender to him so easily, so I picked it up and threw it back at him. He laughed then threw it at me again. Hitting my face then landing on my shoulder. At that moment I felt defeated. I gave up and sighed. Then I  bravely grabbed his foot and began to give him a massage. From the corner of my eye I noticed him sadistically grinning. It was the look of glee from just dominating someone. I started with his arches. Digging my thumbs into his soles. Letting him relax after a long day cycling. I was rubbing up and down his foot. Not leaving one area unattended to. He then asked me if his feet stink. So, I slowly removed his other sock and held it to my nose and took in a few sniffs. I shook my head no and said they didn’t smell bad, but truly, they were one of the stinkiest feet I’ve ever smelled. He responded with saying, “really?” I nodded and continued to rub. I pulled on each toe, worked on his heels, and moved his feet around to stretch out his ankles. This went on for the duration of the movie. The credit scene rolled and then he got up to go use the restroom. I thought my time with his feet was over, but he returned to the couch and put his feet back on top of my lap. He switched the input on the tv and started to play some video games. A part of me was relieved that I could work on his feet longer, but my dick was aching for me to cum. Every time he moved his foot around on my lap I could feel it on my bulge. This was beyond teasing and I felt like at any point I would burst. He definitely made me his personal foot slave. To bully me even more, he rested his foot on top of the couch with the sole of his foot just inches from my face. Curling his toes back and forth to waft the stink in my direction. While he played his game we chatted about random things and I would turn my head to respond. Getting closer to his foot and getting more opportunities to sniff his foot close up. The fact I was rubbing one of his feet while the other one was basically touching my head put me in a state of pure submission. I so badly wanted to pull out my dick and bate furiously while sticking my nose between his toes and worship the jock stink, but instead I was just being tortured by the biggest tease. It started to get late, so he decided to call it a night. He left the living room leaving me with his sweat soaked socks. I took them back to my room and had the quickest orgasm ever. Just a few deep sniffs and I shot a giant load from my tired cock. 

After that night, things between us were still normal. Him leaving his socks everywhere and me submitting to any of his petty commands. I had more experiences with his feet, but that night was the most memorable. I guess the takeaway of this story is to not have your foot porn up, because someone could see it and use it against you.