Highschool class straight foot fun
This story is about me and my friend jacob I'm friends with our experiences go way back but for obvious reasons I can't give the exact time but you can guess using context clues anyways.
This story starts in high-school I had a math class with my friend jacob he was a 5'7 blonde skinny but fit tennis player with blue eyes he'd always wear either his blue slip on vans with his white nike socks, Or his white nike socks with black crocs jacob had gym the period before which meant he was sweaty when we would come to class most the time depending how hot it was that day as the coach's would make them walk a lap.
Jacob has always been playful with me and teasing especially involving his feet or my feet one time in the locker room before high-school jacob was changing his shoes and he wasn't wearing any socks and he took off his slip on checkered vans that had deep sweaty foot prints perfectly molded to the shape of his soles in them he teasing said "hey Daniel come here" and raised the insole of the shoe to my face as if he wanted me to smell it I had a big thing for feet at this time.
So I paused a bit before acting like I was disgusted and pulling my head back i still got to smell them within that moment though and they smelt like I would of imagined a pair of slip on vans that are worn by a teenager without socks to smell and it almost gave me a hard on but never the less we went out to gym and that was the most eventful experience of that year.
Fast forward a year to high-school and me and jacob as mentioned earlier have the same math class and sit across from each other sharing a table this meant sometimes we would rub knees due to how close we sat from each other one day dylan came in class wearing his slip on vans with his white nike pro socks and sat down across from me and instantly kicks off his vans under the table and once class started up and the teacher cut the lights.
So we could see the YouTube video better I feel a warn damp but soft cotten like material rubbing against my inner thigh and it catches me off guard causing me to jump in my seat.
I look down in my lap and see both of Jacob's feet pressed into my lap legs fully extended out to the point where it kinda hurt as he was almost pushing into my balls like you would a gas pedal except he knew what he was doing dylan looks at my in the eyes and smiles then goes back to watching the video.
All while pushing the soles of his sweaty feet into my member under the table rubbing his toes on my hard on thru my jeans I was scared we'd get caught but it felt so good I couldn't help but let it happen it was like jacob knew how to work his sweaty feet to give me maximum pleasure all while playing it off at the same time.
I had a full boner at this point and dylan was essentially giving me a footsie sockjob thru my very thin jeans at the time so I could feel every movement and see his sweaty soles thru the rubbed off holes in his socks he kept going faster with his foot movements causing me to reach the point of no return as I felt my breathing speed up and grip on the table tighten as I squeezed the side of the table and exhaled as if I took the deepest breath cumming in my pants as dylan rubbed my sensitive head faster and faster the more as he felt my wet spot grow causing me to cum multiple times in my pants it felt like I stared at dylan with a pleading look and he grinned and laughed then brought his now slightly more damp feet back into his vans and continued to watch the video like nothing happen then since I wore dark pants no one really took notice to my wet spot anyway and I went home that day and couldn't help but to jerk off to the feeling again of what just happened that day.