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There is a guy who works at gym group in London, he’s straight and a personal trainer. Last year on his instagram he started posting stories and showing pictures of his feet and socks he said things in stories like “should i start selling feet pics or should I start selling my stinky socks” he posted lots of pics of his feet and socks and i screen shot all the pics. He’s really hot and I used to always fantasies about his feet. I messaged him on instagram. He works at gym that I go to in London b4 work. I ended up buying some very stinky socks off him. We met in gym on a Saturday in one of the spare rooms they use for consultations. I gave him £50 and he gave them to me in a brown envelope and I put them in my gym rucksack. He also sold me some feet pics. It was worth every penny especially his socks they stank like sweaty cheese was hottest thing ever. I had no idea if they would stink but kind of didn’t care as he’s straight and a pt but fuck they stank like sweaty cheese. I couldn’t wait to travel back home to sniff them so got a hotel for n London and spend the whole night wanking and sniffing them. He’s a real flirt around the gym the girls love him it’s pretty well know amongst other staff and gym manager that this PT has had women at his feet including some of his clients. This PT has spoke to me a lot and said things like “bet you had fun last night” that was day after he gave me his socks and he was eating a baby bell with another PT and said “do you want some you like cheese don’t you” he’s always getting his trainers off and showing off his socks he’s even had one of the girls give him a foot massage in the gym in front of everyone. He’s so cocky and hot he’s even called me a bitch a few times, he knows exactly what he’s doing.

I was in a relationship for 3 years with this very handsome Nigerian guy. We used to have mutual foot fun when we were in a relationship but after we split up we stayed in touch as we had lots in common. We arranged to meet up for a drink, we both got very drunk. I was staying in a travelodge hotel as I did not want to travel back home drunk. He invited himself back and as soon as we got into the room we had a bit of small talk and more drink and after about 30 minutes he told me to take his trainers and socks off. We used to have foot fun before but this time it was different. We’d split up and this time he was really dominant. He was drunk it was one of the hottest days of year and his feet stank normally his feet didn’t smell or if they did just very slightly his fee were always clean in the 3 years we had dated. He ordered me to lay on floor in hotel room and to smell his toes and feet then lick them clean. he then decided to call and put on loud speaker this bloke he was shagging/ seeing at time. I had to lay on floor of hotel room as he got comfy in my bed and be his foot rest for his sweaty stinky feet, he finally let me into bed but no sex or touching was allowed I had to lay at other end so basically head to toe and lay next to his feet for rest of night, he left about 7am I spent the night sniffing his very stinky feet. I left about 10am travelled home very hung over and still stinking of his cheesy vinegar feet. He text me in morning and said you’ll go home stinking of me cheesy feet. He was so cocky and dominant he was never like that when we were in a relationship it was like he was a completely different person. I felt used and abused and really humiliated but it really turned me on especially as his feet stank of pungent cheddar cheese. I spent the night with my nose between his toes ensuring all the stinky gunk and cheese lodged right up my nostrils. I should have been mad and ashamed but I really enjoyed the experience. It was hotter than all the feet fun I’d had with him when we dated. It was by far the most humiliating thing that’s ever happened to me sniffing my ex boyfriends feet which he’d got really stinky as he laughed and chatted to his new boyfriend. I went back home so hung over felt so ill but spent the next few days wanking about it non stop every minute I got at home after and before work I wanked about it. In the 3 yeas we dated he never had stinky feet and had no idea I was into smelly feet he had really good hygiene but he had some of the stinkiest feet I’d ever sniffed that night even his toenails looked rank and was yellow gunk between a few of his toes. He seems to be quite settled with his new boyfriend unfortunately but I still hope I can meet with him just once more and he humiliates me.

Tonight I will have to eat my work masters toenails off his very stinky cheesy socks. Yesterday at work he gave me his rank socks and toenails and tonight at 8pm I will go on camera and eat them as he watches in his house. Has anyone ever eaten toenails? Until last year I did not know it was a thing. I’m not exactly looking forward to it it sounds so disgusting but I’ll do anything he asks of me but his socks are rank and his toenails look well nasty. Just was wondering if anyone knows anyone who’s done this or you have done it before? Ill dm you for some pictures and a sneak preview of tonight’s dinner. I’ll have to have my hands behind my back so my nose is right into his cheesy rank socks as I eat his toenails.

Tonight I will have to eat my work masters toenails off his very stinky cheesy socks. Yesterday at work he gave me his rank socks and toenails and tonight at 8pm I will go on camera and eat them as he watches in his house. Has anyone ever eaten toenails? Until last year I did not know it was a thing. I’m not exactly looking forward to it it sounds so disgusting but I’ll do anything he asks of me but his socks are rank and his toenails look well nasty. Just was wondering if anyone knows anyone who’s done this or you have done it before? Bellows a sneak preview of tonight’s dinner. I’ll have to have my hands behind my back so my nose is right into his cheesy rank socks as I eat his toenails.

A few years ago I became close friends with a Jamaican guy at work . He was 51 but Iooks a lot younger I e put a link up so can see him and his feet below. He was a cleaner at my workplace and we got to know each over really well.

He told me he liked his toes sucked and was open about this especially to the women at work who he used to flirt with and he was so handsome and had a charming personality the women would go crazy for him.

I got drunk with him loads and told him I liked feet. So he used to tease me at work about it, “ sniff my cheesy feet , sniff my toes toes on the nose” he used to send my photos of his feet for Christmas and my birthday and would always record dirty voice messages calling me his bitch. It used to turn me on so much.

After a few years of trying and asking I finally got to worship his feet. I booked a Travelodge room one Saturday and worshiped him. He was teasing me on the build up. I wasn’t disappointed. He was wearing a grey Nike tracksuit and looked unbelievably hot and manly. I had to take off his stinky nine tns, sniff his trainers and white socks which were proper sweaty and stank like Parmesan cheese in the toes area. I couldn’t believe my luck his feet were going to stink. I didn’t have to confidence to ask him about getting his feet smelly. But he used to always say about smelling his toes and sniffing them so I guessed he might have a bit of stink.

When I took his socks off it was a dream, massive rough Jamaican feet all over my face, a fit straight Jamaican guy in his grey tracksuit with his toes, his stinky sweaty cheesy toes. I must of sniffed between his toes for 30 minutes the foot sole and heel stank like sweaty sharp vinegar and between his toes like pungent Parmesan cheese and vinegar . I had to lick them until they stopped smelling. He put his feet near his nose after about 20 minutes and told me to keep licking the stink and cheese out as there still smelly. I’ll never forget the taste of his feet, was so cheesy. I never got to worship his feet again but he’d always sent me dirty voice notes and messages.ive put a link below so can see him and his feet

I’m gay and only into men but a few years ago I met up with this master from twitter. I worshiped him once by himself it was ok nothing special but he brought his girlfriend onto his page. He wanted to meet up again and wanted his girlfriend to join in. I wasn’t too sure as don’t like women’s feet and I’m 100% gay. I went along with it and it was pretty hot. I really enjoyed the humiliation aspect of it. They where both snogging and making out and both took it in turns to use me, I did have to worship his girlfriends feet which I was not into and there whee very stinky too. The best part was her pinning me down so I had to worship her boyfriends feet it was really hot I couldn’t move as she was sat on me and his feet really stank, she was gagging and holding her nose as he really had sweaty cheesy feet. She said she’s not making love to him tonight until I’d licked al the cheese and stink out of her boyfriend’s feet. Not sure I’d do it again as it did involve me having to lick and smell her feet wish really wasn’t in too but was hot having her pin me down and commenting how stinky her boyfriend’s feet where. They both abused me for hours and did lots of things to me that night they both wanted to know who’s feet where stinker which was hot too, wonder if anyone else has done this it was certainly different

Was chatting to a guy into feet on Grindr. Both of us liked the gym and sweaty feet. After a few months chatting we arranged to meet. I ended up getting a day pass for his gym. Both of us would play a game. 1 hours cardio the nearest to stop to one hour mark wins the person furthest away from 1 hour mark is the loser and has to clean other persons feet. We where going to do hour on treadmill but it was right in front of clock so did a hour on exercise bikes instead, he brought some black tape to put across the screen so we would have no idea how long we where exercising for we would have to guess. He stopped exercising first I continued for about 10 minutes longer it felt a lot longer. He took a photo of his time and when I finished I took a photo of my time.

We walked back to his a 25 minute walk having no idea who had won and who had lost. Both of us had very sweaty stinky feet and soon one of us would be cleaning the other persons feet. Once I got back to his he had stopped on 58 minutes!!! I had kept going for 70 minutes. So I had lost. I couldn’t believe how close he was I still to this day think he cheated but personally wasn’t bothered as it meant I got to worship his feet.

I pretended to be all disgusted and say that he cheated but of course was really excited. I took his trainers off and sniffed his sweaty grey ankle socks worn to gym for weeks according to him. It was so sweaty ,damp and like wet old Cheddar cheese. An absolute dream. I pretended to be all disgusted and gaging and coughing but was secretly really enjoying it. I spent about hour under his socks and feet. He told me I had to lick them until the stopped stinking it was so salty and sharp vinegar sweaty we both agreed to get ate feet stinky. My nose and face was damp and red with his stink and sweat. His socks where stinker than his feet, his feet where really sweaty and a little cheesy but his socks where rank. I acted all disgusted saying it stinks but was really enjoying it. I went home stinking of cheese and sweat and even and went to sleep that night could still occasionally get a wiff of his feet stick up my nose. We said we would have a re match but unfortunately it’s never happened as I think he likes to be the dominant one and doesn’t want to end up losing.

About once a month I get drunk with my best mate. My mate knows I’m into feet stink and socks. Every time we get drunk indoors he agrees to help me with my plan. The Dilveroo driver knocks at door and delivered my food. It goes like this my mate films it abs I say this “hello before you go can I ask you something? Me and my mate are doing dares and if I give you £30 will you take your socks off and swap them I give you my socks you give me yours it’s a dare and I’ll give you £30 and the dare game is done” most Dilveroo drivers say yes and go along with it only one has said no. I have got about 20 pairs of socks this way. Unfortunately all have been sweaty but not smelly. Tonight this just changed! Me and my mate went through same conversation. The Dilveroo driver who looked Iike a young bloke from Indian descent said yes no hesitation. He had these white socks on. As he took them off I could smell his feet from where I was stood. I know it sounds unbelievable but I wan he took his socks off I got a very stinky wiff up my nose. He gave me his socks my mate said “fuck you got some hardcore drugs at Last fuck bro you got way you’ve been after fuck they are fucking nasty” we both looked at each over he’s not into stinky feet or socks but knew I’d finally after all these years found the stink of been craving. I’ll stop story but all I will say is if finally after 20 years found the stink of been looking for , sharp sweaty vinegar strong sweaty pungent cheese and all mixed together n with strong rancid sweaty cheese , I go these socks at 6pm today I’ve not stopped wanking sniffing them. I’m off to bed now as I can’t wank any more but I’m laying in bed and can still smell stinky sharp vinegar

Have been going through my old phone got a few more we flat shared for a few years. He’s unfortunately moved away now but he’s still at pt and we meet up once a year for a catch up. He had some smelly socks. I’ve put a few pics I could find in the video if any one’s interested.

I did an apprenticeship 20 years ago when I left school. On one of the apprentices 18th birthday after a night out me, the birthday boy another apprentice and 2 girls we had met in the night club went back to the birthday boy Jake’s house. We were drinking smoking and it was now about 1 am. We where playing dares and we all had to write down dares and put them on piece of paper lots whee sexual and weird. I write down as one of dares “smell the boys feet” I put boys with a s hoping meaning whoever picked the dare would smell more than one pair of feet. We span an empty beer bottle and whoever it landed on would pick the dare. I ensured my dare had a small dot on the piece of paper so when it was my turn I’d pick up that dare of “smell the boys feet” in the hope I’d get to smell the birthday boy Jake’s feet and the other apprentice toms feet. Unfortunately the bottle didn’t spin my way in time and on the 5th round Tom picked the dare that I was hoping to get “smell the boys feet”

I was gutted my plan didn’t work but was still excited Tom would now have to smell Jake’s feet and my feet. Tom wasn’t having any of it saying “it was gay and he’s not doing it” the girls said for him to pick another dare. I thought that’s it my plan had failed straight away. but to my relief and shock Jake was really instant that Tom did the dare. He said that Tom would have to leave his house and that he couldn’t have any more drink or cigarettes. Tom went for a cigarette on Jake’s balcony and had a few shots of tequila and was still trying to get out of it, saying he’d rather leave than have snell Jake and mines feet. After about 20/30 minutes he agree after he’d had a few more drinks to get his courage up! Tom had his hands in his face and was trying to come up with other dares but Jake really wanted to see Tom smell his feet Jake thought it was such a good dare!

Jake was proper chav lad I still remember 20 years what he was wearing black tracksuit bottoms white Nike socks that had yellow and brown stains and you could see where his toes had been in them. He said he only owned 2 pairs of socks one for days off one for work!! black Nike trainers but can’t remember the brand but definitely black Nike trainers and West Ham home football top 2006 season. I still look at that West Ham top from 2006 and reminds me of that night. Jake took his trainers and socks I remember sat in his living room on the sofa , Jake was sat next to to me on sofa. I remember jake wiggling his toes. I still remember looking at his feet. From where i was sat i could only see the tops of them. Long toenails thick with gunk and white sock fluff and bits of black gunk dirt between his toes it was like a dark yellow thick paste. I remember the girls saying “your feet are fucking disgusting thats fucking nasty jake you stink you dirty fucker. In 20 years this is the only time this has happened but i could smell jakes feet from where i was sat. Me and jake both put are t shirts over are nose to try and hide the stink on jakes feet. I still wank about this next bit every week for past 20 years. Jake put his finger between one of his toes and got some Cheesy gunk on his toes and then went to sniff his finger and tried to get me to sniff his finger. He then willed the gunk off his hands in the black leather sofa.

Tom was still trying to get out of now gagging and begging not to have to smell Jake’s toes. Unfortunately for Tom but fortunately for Jake, Jake’s older brother had arrived home he worked in the night club we’d all been at and flat shared with his brother. Me Jake’s brother and the 2 girls all pinned Tom down as he was clearly not going to do this willingly. Jake sat on this black leather sofa and we pinned Tom down on the wooden floor. There was no escaping for Tom now. I remember Tom saying “fuck off fuck off Jake you fucking stink have a shower and I’ll do it fuck off please fuck off” Jake and his brother we laughing hysterically and the girls where so disgusted by the whole thing getting phantom whiffs of Jake’s stinky cheesy feet. I remember one of the girls saying “oh my god I just got another wiff oh my god I think I’m going to through up and your not shagging me tonight until you’ve had a shower” we all had are t shirts under are noses and the girls had a bottle of perfume they Kept shoving under their noses. Despite Toms pleading Jake smothered poor Tom right under his cheesy feet, Tom was gagging throughout I said to Jake “make him smell the cheese between you toes go on right in the stinky bits” Jake did just this and shoved times nose right between his toes. All the gunk cheese and sock fluff was in toms nose abs round his lips and a few bits resting on the top his t shirt. His brother said to his brother Jake “you dirty cunt Jake when do you last take a shower that’s fucking stinky you dirty fucker”. Tom was smothers for less than two minutes. We we let him up he went to straight to kitchen to wash his face under the sink. As he said there Tom then took his top of as he could still smell the stinky cheese from Jake’s feet in his t shirt. We decided not to make Tom smell my toes as he’s suffered enough. The next morning Tom was wearing on of Jake’s t shirts as he could wear his own as it stank of Jake’s feet. I still wank about that night 20 years on. I’m gutted that I missed the opportunity to smell Jake and toms feet bit still happy one of the boys got it and loved how much Tom hated it. Tom promised to get me and Jake back with his own cheesy feet but never did despite his best efforts. We teased Tom about it for the next year of the apprenticeship and I still wank about it till this day.

At my Barbers they do a charity event every month. At the end of every month whoever raises the most money for Turkish charity Darüşşafaka Society has to face a nasty challenge. They have done head shaving, leg waxing and eating challenges in past. This month’s challenge was called. “The hot towel of terror”. No information was given in what the challenge involved just that whoever got the most votes would do the challenge at end of month. Normally just the 4 Barbers themselves would do the challenge and be up for the vote but to make things more exciting they asked for a few customers to volunteer. I was happy to put my name forward. There was a really community spirit in the barbers shop and everyone knew me very well and it was all for a good cause.

The vote took place over month of June and it was quite clear all the barbers had had enough of being voted every month to do a nasty challenge so decided the best idea would be to gang up on the poor customers that had put there name forward. They decided to all pick on me and every Friday on their pay day they would add more money to my pot until it was obvious I would be the one facing this months challenge “the hot towel of terror”. They text me and said that i had received the most votes and when was I free to face to challenge as they where going to ensure it was filmed, I said Friday. I still had no idea what the challenge was no one knew except the barbers. They gave a few clues like putting pictures up of Turkish cheese so I assumed it would be eating something nasty.

I arrived at the hair dressers and was told to walk out the back to the courtyard where a barbers chair reclining was waiting for me and a crowed of about 20 people and the 4 barbers where stood. I was told to sit in the chair they put a barbers cloth over me like they were getting ready to cut my hair. The owner of the shop older Turkish guy in his 40s held my head. I was unable to move I was then told what would happen. All 4 barbers had some very stinky socks that they’d been wearing a long time in the 40 degree heat. It was hottest June on record in uk , I was going to have to get smothered in there stinky socks and then have all 4 of the barbers socks on my face whilst a hot towel covered my face.

The first pair of socks was the son of the owner 19 year old Ahmet. He took his trainers off and sweaty socks. Black ankle socks dripping in sweat, he took a pair of gloves as no one wanted to touch their own socks and get the stink on their hands he then then rubbed his socks all over my nose for 1 minute. Sweaty damp and salty and a slight cheese round the heels. I gagged, starting sweating. Everyone was filming and people watching holding their noses and gagging too. Next up was his dad 47 year old large owner of business Ali. He had white ankle socks but they were not white any more. Yellow brown he said they fucking stink time for some Turkish cheese. And they where smothers up my nose for a minute. My face now red my eyes watering trying not to be sick. His stank much worse than his sons like pungent cheese like strong sweaty cheddar some of the audience went in the couldn’t take the stink, there was a gust of wind and the cheese from Ali’s socks went in the audience direction. I was trapped unable to move gagging bright red. Next was the really fit and sexy 21 year old who I fancied the pants off Tariq. He had white Nike socks on but where now yellow and stiff could see where his toes had been in them and had yellow thick gunk where his toes had been he said I’ve been wearing these to the gym all month. As he took them off he rubbed them between his toes and all the gunk between his toes went on his socks adding extra stink, he had great joy in making sure the stink between his toes went in his socks he hadn’t taken a shower in a while so was plenty of yellow gunk better his toes. Tariq had the stinkiest socks yet. Really sweaty rancid Parmesan cheese and the worst part vinegar. I was gagging trying not to be sick all his mates laughing and speaking in Turkish. All filming it on their phones. The gunk that was on his socks was now right inside my nostrils. Last was Emrah in his 30s. The cousin of sexy Tariq he had Grey ankle socks. As he took them off most of the audience gagged most went inside. They had large clumps of yellow gunk on them, thick with pungent cheese. It was the worst stink of all, sharp sweaty vinegar. Strong pungent Parmesan I was now sweating my sweat added to the wetness of his socks and made them stink more. No one could stand the stink on them his cousin Tariq gagged and threw up spit. No one was left watching as the stink on Emrah’s socks where too much everyone was inside watching from a distance exert Emrah’s cousin Tariq who was gagging and being sick with thick spit in the corner. Everyone who was now watching outside was now u
Inside. They wheee using the aftershave in the barbers and sharing it round as the whole place now stank of pungent cheese and sweaty vinegar from the 4 barbers socks.

The last part of the punishment the hot towel. The audience whee saying oh no don’t he suffering enough, don’t make him suffer any more let him go. The Barbers would not listen all 4 pairs of the barbers rancid cheesy pungent socks where placed over my nose and in my mouth. I was having to breath trough my nose. Then a hot towel was placed over my face. This was why the challenge was so cruel. The steam and heat from the hot towel just sent all the stink up my nose, it woke up the rancid cheese and vinegar in the 4 Turkish boys socks. The steam and heat activated the stink and the steam trapped round my face and into my nostrils pushing the sharp vinegar stink in, I was now suffocating under there stink sweating bright red eyes watering my sweat and the steam from the hot towel making the stink much worse. The whole challenge only lasted 5 minutes a minute each on the 4 pairs of socks and a minute under the hot towel. When the towel and socks was removed I sat there still able to sniff there socks, everyone took pictures of me bright red crying and sweating stinking of my Turkish barbers socks. They admitted they had wore the socks for over a month and not taken a shower for a while. The 4 Turkish boys out there trainers back on but not their rancid socks, they were put in the bin. They asked the audience if I should be allowed to have a shower upstairs or go home stinking of cheese , they wanted me to go home stinking of cheese. It was a long 30 minutes walk back home every gust of wind sending a strong vinegar stink up my nose reminding me of my humiliation. When I got home I used a pice of toilet paper to get all the dryer crusted cheese that had been shoved deep in my nostrils it came out as one long pice of stingy snot I gagged and was almost sick .The videos where posted all over social media and all there handsome Turkish mates laughed and keep reminding me of it. They kindly gave me a free hair cut next time I was in but I’ve stupidly put my name forward for next months challenge.

Wonder what they get up to when cameras are not on.

These videos are all over social media on TikTok and instagram. Imagine having your mates stinky feet taped to your face. There’s nothing you can do just sit and sniff it until you set free. There a fair few on social media some with socks

Next week I’m meeting up with my master from work he’s very cruel and very smelly he’s got very stink feet and socks can DM you to show you he’s been wearing them for 5 months!! He’s asked me to put up a few idea on here of what o should face this Sunday night. Most votes will be the punishment I shall receive.

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Last football season my mate from work and my football team played each over in the league cup . Normally our two teams would not play each over as we are in different leagues . His team’s in the league. we went to the ground of my team and sat in the away end to watch his team take on my team in the league cup . My work colleague knows I like feet as I told him on a drunken night out and he very kindly sent me pics of his feet before. However he knows I’d like more such as to worship his feet so I suggested an idea in the hope he would agree to it . As our two teams would play agains each over, which ever team lost then that person would have to lay under the other one’s feet for 10 minutes. I did not suggest full foot worship like licking or anything about socks or smell as I wanted him to agree . I suggested this to him thinking he’d never agree as it would involve the risk of him under my feet h s straight and obviously does not like male feet! I had a few drinks before I asked him ,He looked at me and said yes alright ,he agreed! I couldn’t believe it . Now I wanted my team to win but was also knowing if they didn’t all was not lost a trip under my mates feet . My team where the underdogs and expected to loose so there was a good chance I’d end up under my mates feet but also a risk I would not but it added to the hotness of the situation it was so exciting and horny especially as the build up lasted for weeks .

After 3 weeks of build up the day was here ,the match was in london my mate lives in London I live few hours away in the south coast so as it was going to be a late night evening match I decided to get a hotel near the ground . This would mean I wouldn’t need to travel back home late and also whoever lost would go straight back to hotel room under the winners feet . No time for him to chicken out if his team lost as I knew my mate really didn’t want to smell my feet , he was begging but was he was being kind to keep the bet going for me . I met up with him for a few beers in my hotel room before he was so nervous he was regretting it thinking of other punishments for him instead of he lost , like just 2 minutes under feet or he will lick trainers I was having non of it , whoever losers has to lay under their winners feet for 10 minutes. We both said our feet stank which he shook his head in disgust at , I said I knew yours would stink

So the match kicked off around 8pm just after 15 minutes his team scored it was 1-0 I was sat in away end so had to fake a cheer he was very happy 1-0 and also knew as stood things stand he weren’t smelling feet . At half time it was 1-0 my team where starting to play better but of course we where still loosing . We grabbed a couple a beers at half time he was getting tipsy as my mate who is not into feet was so nervous at half time he was desperate to avoid my feet. About 5 minutes into the 2nd half my team scored it was 1-1 my team where outplaying his he was worried , very worried, I wanted my team to win but also wanted to smell his feet , I was torn between emotions . I was hoping for a win as my team starting playing better and thought it would be funny to see my mate who’s not into feet under my feet and I was sure there would be another chance to go under his feet . In the second half it was still 1-1 he was nervous, I was nervous , we both wanted our teams to win him more so as he definitely didn’t want to smell My feet . As for me I wanted my team to win too but knew it was a cup game and at least I would get to smell my mates feet if we lost . It was less than 20 minutes to go then his team scored it was now 2-1 to his team with about 15 minutes or normal time left , he was ecstatic his team where once again in the lead and he knew the chance of him smelling my feet where becoming less, he even said “I was getting worried,for a moment “but as the minutes ticked by towards full time the away end my mate and his teams supporters became louder and louder until before I knew the final whistle. He grappled me shoulders , laughed and said yes yes yes . We walked out the ground and towards the hotel about 15 minute walk

The tension was building he would look at me and laugh as we walked back but not much more was said .I locked the door and he told me to get straight on the floor . He said “ my team beat yours as you agreed the loser will smell the winners feet so your team lost so you have to smell my feet for 10 minutes, he says as soon as you’ve taken my trainers and socks off I will start the timer and you will smell my toes for 10 minutes.I was on the floor lay down he was on bed trainers dangling above my head , he told me to remove his trainers , his grubby Nike air force that where once white but definitely not any more, i couldn’t believe it was finally happening, I took his trainers off and he was wearing white Nike socks , I’d been looking at them all night , they where damp and rather grubby and black with yellow streak where his toes had been and had a smell about them that I could smell without even having my nose on em , it was like a cheese , sweaty Doritos smell , he defo had had em a while . I was not that near his socks but the stink just hit me , even he said “ smelly gym socks “ Unfortunately I didn’t get to sniff em or find out I wish I had but I can tell you there where stinky and had some brilliant yellow sweat stains on em they looked rank.once I had taken his socks off his feet where dangling above my face. He said “ are you ready? I said “ oh my god bro it stinks “ I said “no I wasn’t ready it fucking stinks” his feet where , sweaty , sock fluff at the top and between his toes god knows what was between his toes it looked weird like black dirt and yellow line I genuinely can’t explain it but it looked horrible and then he said one word “ sniff” and before I knew it his big stinky feet where right up my nose , I groaned “ it stinks “ I said because it really did , I genuinely wasn’t expecting his feet to smell was in shock , it wasn’t in anything I said to him about our bet. I didn’t say anything that the feet had to smell as I did not want to put him off the idea , so didn’t mention that we should have our feet smelly ( as I knew he might say no as he wouldn’t want to smell stinky feet if he lost ), but he clearly hadn’t showered that day( I dint ask but guessing he hadn’t showered for a few days) and those socks and trainers he had on they just added to the stink . Again his feet were sweaty , cheesy and slightly vinegar smell between his toes . He would pinch my nose with his toes and make me smell between his toes , that’s when it really stank . Whenever he would make me smell between his toes remember pulling away and closing my eyes as it absolutely stank like vinegar and those horrible yellow streaks and dirt in between his toes I genuinely didn’t want to look. I did move my nose away at least once maybe more but he weren’t having any of it. I closed my eyes tried to hold my breath when I had to smell between his toes , it must of been toe jam sock fluff and dirt it looked rank I didn’t want to look at it . I was gagging and coughing which made him laugh hysterically.

Once again I couldn’t believe how much his feet smelt as I had never said anything about getting them smelly ! All the time thinking about his feet him sending me pictures I never in a million years thought they would stink like this .Down to the last minute he said he pinched my nose with his big toe and other toe he said “ it really stinks in there doesn’t it” I said “ it’s so Stinky “ I got another look at the dirt and yellow streaks between his toes although to my horror most of the dirt and yellow streaks had gone so there was a good chance that the toe cheese fluff dirt and grime from between his toes was now wedged right up my nose . After about 10 minutes of his stinky feet up my nose it was over.

He put his stinky nike socks and nike air force back on he got up and gave me a hug he said “ they where really smelly weren’t they?” I said yes fucking stinky , he said “ sorry but you came up with the idea and I thought you being a qpr fan you deserved some cheesy feet to really torture you bro it was nasty but yea it was well funny seeing you under my smelly feet” I shook my head still with the stink of his toes up my nose that vinegar cheese smell don’t go way it was lingering up my nose no matter how much I tried to brush it away .

I went to the toilet to get some toilet roll to try and get the stink out of my nose his sock fluff , dirt and what ever other grime was right up my nostrils, I was pretty annoyed as there was a constant lingering smell and my nose was blocked. He said you best have a shower see if u can get the stink out your nose , he said your nose it red too !!” He was still laughing and found it funny as I seemed proper pissed off. I looked in the mirror and could see my nose was red where his stink had pretty much suffocated me I said I will as all I could smell was his cheesy feet under my nose . We lay in my hotel bedroom and had a few more beers , he hugged me again and said sorry , he said he would have smelt my feet if his team had lost but they didn’t!