Postby donovansock » Sun Mar 20, 2011 3:08 am
Josh cleaned my face off with his socks and before I knew it Kyle was sitting on me flipping me onto my stomach. Josh got off and ran upstairs. "Your having a good time arent you boy?" Kyle asked me as he slapped handcuffs on my wrist and then grabbed me by the hair to force my face into his smelly sneaker. Soon Josh came back downstairs with a backpack on and tossed a roll of ductape to Kyle.
"Nice!" Kyle said as he slapped me on the back of the head and turned around to start tying up my ankles. Josh went to sit on the bed and placed his barefeet on either side of my face. I put up a small struggle as he alternated stomping and rubbing my turned face. Finally he just stomped on one side of my face and planted my head against the ground. "I dont think you wanna piss me off bitch," said Josh while Kyle got off of me and sat down next to Josh on the couch.
Josh looked at Kyle and said "Yo I'm pretty tired from ball, I'm gonna take a nap upstairs. While your teaching this fag a lesson can you make sure he polishes my air forces for tonight, and washes these socks." As he said that he pulled his White Air Force One sneakers out of his backpack with a crinkled up black sock in each and placed them off to the side on the floor. Kyle looked at the sneakers and then Josh. "Ahahaha, no problem. I'll make sure he makes our shoes look fresh and feet smell squeaky clean." After that Josh gave Kyle a handshake and went upstairs.
"Alone again little buddy." Kyle said even though I am much larger than him, he knew I was loving feeling like a little bitch. He tapped my head a few times with his socked feet and began to remind me the origin of the socks he had on. "Not only do I wear these to the gym everyday, but I wore them to the wrestling tournament last weekend. We are gonna have so much fun."
He then stood up and maneuvered me onto my back with my hands behind me and my face looking up. "Don't worry slave, I loosened up the crustinest by getting sweaty playing basketball, they should be perfect." Kyle laughed as he planted both feet on my face. They where above the ankle black and red jordan socks and they felt magnificent against my face. Kyle was basically just forcing my head into the ground once he sat back down on the bed. To make things interesting I tried to make some noise. As I hoped he would he slid his left socked toes into my mouth and continued moaning loudly as if I were fighting.
"You wanna struggle bitch?" He said and jumped onto my stomach making me scream. He put his face up to mine and covered my mouth with his hand. I felt his shoulder moving and the next thing I knew he was putting his fingers and sock into my mouth. He wasn't really gagging me as much as just rubbing it. His shoulder and legs moved again and I felt the other warm sweaty ankle sock wrapped around my dick and began rubbing. The louder I moaned the more force he used with both hands while pinning me down to the ground with his body weight. At some point he slid his right knee up under my crotch which drove me wild.
Eventually I came and stopped moaning. "Good boy." Kyle said with a smile and patted my face gently, leaving the seaty sock in my mouth. I just looked at his eyes as he stood up with his sock covered in my sauce was tossed on my chest. He walked over to the shoes and socks Josh left behind. I continued to follow him across the basement with eyes as he grabbed Josh's things and placed them one by one in a line individually. He then walked up to me and placed his bare left foot over my mouth. As he pressed the sock in he made eye contact with me and rapped his toes around my nose suffocating me for a few seconds. When I writhed he leg go and chuckled as he walked upstairs.
I laid there stairing at the four lined up items, two white sneakers and two wrinkled black nike ankle socks. Suddenly Kyle came running back downstairs with another pair of shoes in his hands. He placed a pair of relatively clean gray jordan sneakers on the floor on the same shoe line and pulled a pair of lo-cut baby blue and white ankle socks and dropped them next to the shoes. Then he walked right up to me and straddled my chest with his knees. He took the jizz sock on my chest and exposed his dick. He began jerking himself off on my chest and his alternate hand over my stuffed mouth.
In between moans he managed to say sternly :
"Listen bitch, I'm gonna go take a nap too after I blow a load in your faggot face. Since me and Josh are gonna go out and dance with girls tonight, cause believe it or not I enjoy that too, you have to lick our nice shoes clean so they look fresh for the chics. We also need ya to do a little drycleaning on my lucky baby blue socks. Everytime I get lucky I'm wearing those nasty boys. They might be a little hard to clean, but I think you can handle it. God only knows where Josh's socks have been haha. Either way we can't be smelling like dirty socks...thats your job."
Not too soon after he blew it and quickly sopped it up off of me with the sock he ripped out of my mouth. "Get to it fag," he said as he took the two socks and marched upstairs. "It better be fucking done." Kyle yelled one last time as he slammed the basement door shut.
I was left tied up with four shoes and four socks to clean before the two dominate boys were ready to go out partying. I was feeling pretty tired after all that amazing, yet exhausting pleasure. Knowing they'd be mad I immediately wiggled over and got to work. I started with Kyle's jordans because they were relatively clean looking. Both pairs of shoes were pretty well kept anyway. These guys were stinky punks during the day, but look pretty fresh when they go out. The whole shoe cleaning thing was mostly meant to degrade me I figured, cause they didnt need much cleaning. Either way my face spent a lot of time buried inside the jordans and air forces, as well as licking their exterior. I eventually moved on to the pairs of socks and slurped one at a time into my mouth to "clean" them. The black nikes were thing and salty. I made them pretty wet and sucked them dry. The jordan blue socks were pretty thick and smelly. I licked them and enjoyed the smell.
I enjoyed a little "me time" while I was tied up alone. I'm not sure how long later, but at some point the boys both casually walked down barefoot with their bodies showered, shirts ironed, and clean pairs of jeans. The only thing missing was the dirty socks.
"How did our litte bitch do?' Josh asked allowed as they both eyed me with wicked smiles. I nervously said "Good sir," and Kyle yelled back "shut the fuck up faggot!' and kicked me in the side. I quickly mumbled "sorry," and the two of them laughed and looked at each other. The boys began inspecting the shoes with admiration and even sniffed their own socks. "Good boy," Kyle said sounding surprised as he held the shoes and socks in his hand. Josh sat down and began putting on the footwear as Kyle did the same.
They disregarded me and talked about shit to rub it in that they were going out and I wasn't. "We're looking fresh tonight man, I'm gonna hook up with so many girls." They said along eith other similar things to try to bother me. I looked upset, but I was in heaven and they knew it too. Once they strapped themselves up and continuously posed in front of the mirror they locked eyes on me. Kyle whipped out a knife and quickly cut my legs free. He reached for a pair of awkwardly tight basketball shorts on the bed and slipped my ankles through the pant legs. The two boys helped me stand up and maneuvered the pants up to my waist. "Alright lets hurry up now," Josh said as he yanked me by the elbow towards the stairs and marched me upstairs.
They sat me down in a kitchen table chair in front of a tv. Kyle began rapping ductape around my chest to fasten me to the chair and then did each ankle to the front chair legs. My hands were still cuffed. As Kyle was finishing up Josh looked at me and grabbed his backpack. "Okay our rides gonna be here in a sec so decide what you want us to gag you with." Before I uttered a syllable Josh yelled "TOO BAD!" and slammed a thick cushiony white sock into my mouth. It tastes dirty, but not the worst of the day. Kyle quickly planted some tape over it as Josh laughed at me pathetically and said, "I can't believe you thought you had a choice." Kyle pretended he was trying to hold in a laugh and giggled at that. The Kyle said "Okay give him the surprise Josh." With two evil grins Josh pulled a dildo out of his back and I began to scream through my gag without much sound. Kyle pulled my strechable waistband far up and Josh turned the thing on. He slid it next to my dick and Kyle snapped my waistband shut harshly. I winced in pain the the basketball shorts were obviously tight for that reason...that thing was not falling out anytime soon.
I continued to make muffled cries when I heard a car horn. Kyle looked at me and smacked me across the face extremely hard and laughed loudly with Josh, he did it obnoxiously showing off his dominance to impress Josh. Then without saying anything to me they left the house and locked the door behind them to go party for the night.
It was just me, the vibrator, another lovely sock, some ductape, handcuffs...oh and some tv. I couldn't have been more comfortable.