Your cousin is smart and funny and cool, every guy wants to be him, even you wish you were him, even though he threatens you with a beat down if you don't sniff and worship and massage his stinking sweaty socked feet every time he comes over. It's a weird combination of admiration and humiliation for you. But as a fag you do what you're told to do, especially by a superior strong confident intelligent man like him. You know that your place is on your knees with your nose in his stinking dirty socks while he laughs at you.


















