I had just finished college and landed a good job in the city. With a decent salary, I decided to find a nice apartment with a view. I contacted a real estate office and told them what I wanted. They located an apartment not to far form where I worked, so I went to take a look. Most of the tenants were single professionals. Many of the apartments had balconies and there was a pool and tennis courts. There was also a very nice deck on the top floor, for those who wanted to work on their tan. I had moved in on a Saturday and was walking down the hall looking for the laundry room. I saw this guy waiting at the elevator with a laundry bag. I asked him if he was doing some laundry, and he said he was on his way down. He would show me where it was. We got on the elevator and I noticed he had on a really cool pair of sandals. These had a very narrow toe loop with a tiny buckle and a matching narrow instep strap. I was fascinated with his feet. They were just perfect, like a girls feet, with a pedicure. I could hardly take my eyes of them. I was a real sandal freak, and had on a pair myself. They were black toe loop sandals with a narrow strap that came up over the instep and buckled around the ankle. They were as scant a sandal as you could wear, and still have something on your feet. This guy had on a pair of very short white shorts and a half T shirt that came down to about the middle of his stomach. He looked really good, and he had noticed I was looking him over. I smiled and introduced myself. He told me his name was Chris. The elevator stopped at the basement and he and I got off. The Laundry room was very nice with all new equipment. There was a small lounge area with some chairs and tables. Chris went over and put his clothes in a washer and so did I. Then I realized that I had not brought enough quarters to finish my laundry. Chris was sitting in a chair with his feet on one of the low tables. I went over and sat down across from him. I found my self staring at his beautiful feet and sandals. All of a sudden I heard Chris say: is something the matter? I realized he had caught me looking at his feet. I was a bit embarrassed and sort of stammered: no, I was just admiring your sandals. He smiled and said he liked mine also. I told him that I had not brought enough quarters and I was going back up to get some. He said he had plenty, and I could borrow some from him. I told him I would repay him as soon as I got back to my room. When we had finished, we both went back up to our apartments. I discovered that Chris had the apartment next to mine. I went to my place and put the clothes away. I changed my sandals and took the quarters over to Chris. When he opened the door, he was standing in front of me in a new pair of sandals. They were white rope thongs with leather soles. Chris noticed that I had changed into a pair of shinny red leather Indian thongs. We both stood there and laughed about what we had done. Chris offered me a drink and we sat down and started to talk about sandals. He told me that had about 20 pairs, which was twice the number I had. He had been collecting for quite a while. We decide that we both liked the same styles of sandals. Leather thongs, with narrow straps between the toes. Chris offered to show me his collection. We went into his bed room where he had a big walk in closet. I could see all of the boxes neatly stacked on a shelf. I was already getting excited thinking about seeing them. He reached up and took down four boxes and put them on the bed. He sat back, and said: be my guest. I opened the first box and there was a pair of brown leather V thong sandals. The wide instep straps were attached to the toe thong by a small buckled strap. I slipped my hand into the sandal and let the thong go between my fingers. I wanted to feel where Chriss foot had been. I could smell the wonderful leather. That was always a turn on for me. I played with them for a bit. Then Chris suggested that I put them on. I really wanted to feel his sandals on my feet. They were a bit snug, but that made them even better. The next box I opened had a pair of brown toe loop sandals with a square toe and a wide buckled instep strap. The leather was really nice, and again had that wonderful smell. Chris picked up our glasses and asked if I wanted a refill. I said ok, and he left for the kitchen. As soon as he left the room I spotted the toe loop sandals he had worn to the laundry room. I reached down and picked them up and held one of them to my face. I wanted to smell the sandal, after it had been on Chriss foot. It smelled so good I put my tongue against the insole and began to lick it. Just then Chris came back into the room to see if I wanted more ice in my drink. He caught me licking his sandal and I didnt know what to say. He just looked at me and smiled. He said: you really do like sandals, dont you? I guess my face was turning red, and Chris was trying to calm me down. He told me to enjoy his sandals, he does. I played with it in my hand for a minute and I could feel my dick getting really hard. Chris saw what was happening, and put his hand on my leg and moved it up to touch me through my shorts. Dont be embarrassed he said, his dick was doing the same thing. He stood up, and pulled off his T shirt. Then he put his thumbs into his shorts and pulled them down and stepped out. He played with his dick for a bit, and it got as stiff as a rod. All I could do was stare at him. I wanted to put my hand on him. Chris told me to take my cloths off and get comfortable. I stood up and stripped. I couldnt believe what I was doing, but I felt so good, stripping in front of him. He was so comfortable to be with. Looking at all of these sandals on the bed made it even more exciting. Chris reached over and grabbed my dick and began to message it. I was lost in the moment as I began to get more and more excited. Then I pushed his hand away and told Chris I was going to make him pay for his actions. He looked surprised at first and then he noticed my smile. He was now interested in seeing how far I would go with him. I told him to get a towel and put it in the middle of the bed. When he had done that, I told him to get on the bed face down. Then I spread his arms and legs as far as I could. I told him to keep them spread or he would be punished. I found some hand lotion on his dresser, and brought it over to the bed. I put some on my hands and began to rub it on his cute little butt. Chris was moving around on the towel, trying to get his dick hard again. I reached under him and pulled it out toward his feet and told him not to cum until I gave him permission. I applied the lotion to his legs and feet to get him all soft and shinny. Then I spread his cheeks and put some in the crack of his ass. I moved my fingers up and down and tickled him.
Posted on: Sat, 18 Jan 2014 08:18:38 +0000
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