This was the first Christmas my family was spending with my cousins in a long time. I had just turned 15 and hadn’t seen my cousin Jack in almost 3 years.
Growing up, we were inseparable. We were born only 2 months apart and lived in the same city until we were 12.
But then his Dad got transferred to a job in Germany and I hadn’t seen him since. We were friends on Facebook so we kept in touch, but I had no idea what was in store for me when my best cousin came back to visit us at my grandmas house.
In a lot of ways, he was the same old Jack. But in other ways he was different. He was more confident and almost cocky. He’d matured a lot, especially physically. He had muscles and a stronger jaw and face and he loved walking around the house shirtless, which gave my 15 year old boy-dick a big jump!
A couple of days after Christmas, we all went shopping at the mall for after Christmas specials. We spent a good 4-5 hours walking around the different shops and then headed to a restaurant for dinner. By the time we got back to grandma’s, we were all beat.
Jack and I made our way down to the basement where we were sharing a bedroom with two twin beds. We watched TV in the downstairs lounge for a while and then decided to head to bed.
“Are you gonna shower?” I asked Jack as we walked back to our room.
“Not sure,” he replied. “I probably should but I’m really tired.”
I flipped on the lamp as we got into our room. Jack fell onto his back on his bed and I did the same on mine. As we laid for a few seconds in the silence, I heard him starting to take off his shoes.
“Man, I’m gonna apologize in advance,” Jack said. “My feet always smell terrible after a long day.”
The sound of my stud-boy cousin saying “feet smell” made me jump up into a sitting position.
“Oh come on, they can’t be that bad,” I reply, hoping he’ll say more.
“They do, I promise. I got voted smelliest feet by my wrestling team last year, and trust me I was up against some stinky guys,” he laughed.
All of this talk was really turning me on. Maybe it was the long day, maybe it was because I was so tired, or maybe because I was just a horny 15 year old boy, but I decided to push it further.
“Hold on, so you got voted smelliest feet? How did they decide that? And why didn’t you just wash your socks and feet so you wouldn’t end up winning the title in the first place?”
Jack started to laugh as he stood up, took of his shirt and placed it in a pile of clothes by his suitcase.
“Well I won because we forced our student manager to smell every wrestlers feet after practice one Friday. We all wore our same socks for a whole week and then on Friday after practice and everyone was all sweaty and gross. And anyways, he decided that mine were the smelliest!”
Jack sat back down on the bed and stretched his legs out toward the foot of the bed.
“So the student manager, he just took your socks and smelled them?” I asked.
“No he actually got down on his knees and stuck his face in there,” Jack said as he wiggled he feet back and forth. “It was actually really impressive.”
At this point, I was so turned on I didn’t give a fuck what happened. I slowly made my way off the bed, down onto my knees in front of Jack’s feet.
“And he just took a quick sniff like this?” I said as my nose grazed near his feet. Jack was right, his feet were super smelly, but in the delightful way that sweaty jock feet tend to be.
“No, man, he got in there,” Jack said and he leaned forward and forced my nose into his socks.
I felt a slight resistance on my part, but I’m glad I didn’t give in to it. Jack’s socks were wet from sweat and the smell was even more intense with my nose right in them.
“He sniffed my socks for a good minute or so and then actually took my socks off and started smelling and licking my bare feet,” Jack said as he rubbed the back of my head.
“Like this,” I said with my mouth in his socks, taking a deep, audible whiff through my nose.
“Yeah man, like that,” he said as I kept smelling and rubbing his feet. I felt Jack’s hand grab on to mine and pull it up toward his crotch.
He was as hard as a rock.
“See what this does to me, man?” he said.
I looked up at his face and he had a devilish grin.
“Take my socks off, boy,” he said with an evil smile. As I maneuvered to take off his wet socks, he pulled down his sweat pants to his knees and out popped a beautiful 7 inch uncut teen jock dick. He had the perfect amount of hair around it and it slapped up against his tight stomach.
“Keep sniffing boy. I’m gonna let you enjoy them until I cum.”
I kept sniffing and licking intently. I wanted so bad to stroke my own aching boy cock, but I also wanted to play with his balls and rub his feet at the same time.
Jack shifted up a bit and gave me an order. “Take your dick out, boy. I wanna watch you stroke to my stinky feet.”
I did as I was told, and quickly unbuttoned my pants and pulled down my underwear.
“Yeah dude, that’s right, stroke your dick to my rank feet. Seriously I can’t believe you’re enjoying the smell. Those are my dirtiest pair of sneakers and I was in them all day. I could feel my feet squishing around in my socks because they were so soaked with sweat!”
The more dirty he spoke, the wetter my cock got. I was getting super close to cumming.
“Stick your nose right in between my big toe and first toe and sniff really deep!” he ordered.
I did as I was told and the sound and feel of my nose sniffing in his dirty toe funk sent Jack over the edge.
He stood up over me, violently jerking his cock. I moved my face toward his crotch and started lovingly licking his big, round balls. The smell of his crotch was just as intoxicating as his feet.
Within a few seconds, I Jack let out a loud grunt and pointed his uncut cock right at my face. Spray after spray of jock sperm covered my face and made its way into my mouth. Almost at the same time, I started spraying my cum all over his feet on the ground in front of me.
When we both shot our last spurt, I felt Jack’s hand push my face toward his crotch. I nuzzled my nose into the space between his thigh and his balls. We stayed like that for a few seconds. Me breathing in his ball scent and lovingly licking the base of his shaft.
And then I heard him say, “Alright pig boy, lick your cum off my feet.”
