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You stopped in at McDonald's to get a cup of coffee and relax for a little bit you'd been running around all day. You sat down at a table near the window then realized that you forgot sugar. So you went up to the counter and grabbed some and walked back to your table. Sitting there was a good looking athletic stud, one of his sneakers off with his smelly sweaty socked foot on the table. You could smell it standing up. Before you could say anything he said, I spotted you as soon as you walked in the door faggot. Now sit down and massage my stinking socked feet. Kiss 'em too. I don't care who's looking, you're the one who's going to look like a pathetic perv. And that coffee, that's mine while I enjoy your service. Sit down, get to my stinking socks fag. And you did it without question.

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Let's fuck his mouth with your sneaker first then with your stinking socked foot, make the faggot choke and gag on it. He's got a fucking fetish let's give it to him. We can do this all night, crack open a couple of beers man. This is gonna teach this fairy real good. Choke on our stinking dirty sweaty socked feet bitch. You'll regret you ever told us your perverted secret.

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Fuck you homo consider it a fucking honor to sniff my stinking socks you fucking faggot. Since it's just you and me on the overnight shift I think we'll be doing this every night your face will make a good footstool. And you'll be doing all the work bitch, I'm gonna sleep and game on my phone. And you better get it all done cause if I hear one complaint from the day shift or the Boss I'll fucking stomp your face in. Now get your face under my stinking socks and enjoy the stink and their smothering you loser.

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Good faggot. And I want another pair. In blue. Bring them with you the next time I beckon you or don't come at all, you know the drill. Now for being a good little faggot you get to sniff my sweaty stinking socked feet for an hour. They stink from there don't they? Ya, I wore these all week at the gym just for you pig.

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You stared at me through the entire match faggot. I can understand your attraction to a hot straight jock like me but you fucking threw off my game. So, you're not here for sex, you're here to apologize to me. Now sniff my stinking soccer socked feet and kiss 'em and beg for forgiveness and tell me that you're never going to show up at one of my games again. Before I let you leave later I'm going to give you a good soccer kicking and stomping in these stinking fuckers like your head and body are my soccer ball. Then you can crawl out of here stinking like my socks all bruised and crying, that outta teach you faggot.

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I didn't say you could look up did I? Keep your eyes and your face in my stinking socks faggot, that's why you come here. Keep disobeying me and you won't have the privilege of doing this anymore. I know you have a fucking fag crush on me and I can't blame you, a straight masculine good-looking confident guy like me, I mean who wouldn't have a crush on me. But I don't want you looking at me in the face, in the eyes, you know that bitch, so this is your very last warning. Or maybe I'll have to start leaving a blindfold at the door for you to put on before you come in, but that'd be a shame for you wouldn't it, not being able to see my sweaty socked feet in your face. So be a good homo and keep your face and eyes down at all times around me, final warning. Now get your sniffing and kissing and worshipping fill, I've worn these for four days for you, pervert. And when I say you're done you clean the house top to bottom as usual. And ya, I'm gonna supervise you again when you're cleaning the toilet since you don't do a thorough enough job cleaning it. I don't care if it's crusted in my piss or whatever, you're here to clean in exchange for my socks faggot, so you do as your told. And to get you over your dislike of cleaning the toilet you're gonna start licking the toilet seat clean today while I supervise. And you better do a good job or I'll shove your face right into the bowl. So get sniffing my stinking socks homo and enjoy your time while you can.

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Fuck you faggot stop whining and massage my sweaty socked feet and do a good job or I'll kick you in the fucking face, repeatedly. Kiss 'em too and beg me not to do it and thank me for coming here and teaching you a lesson. When you're online looking for other faggots to blow or lick their asses or whatever else you perverts do, make sure they're gay, idiot. Straight guys like me love to bait homos like you online and come over and take your shit, beat the fuck out of you, and some will even fucking put you in the hospital or worse. You fags are so stupid. Hand me your wallet so I can look through it while you massage my stinking socked feet. When I leave you're going with me to the ATM for a big withdrawal too. And your credit cards and PayPal and other accounts here, you're gonna transfer the money in them to my accounts. And if you tell me you forgot one password or try to fuck one up so it'll block you from getting in, I WILL stomp the fucking shit outta you and take all your shit including your phone so IF you come to you won't even be able to call an ambulance. So c'mon I told you to kiss my stinking socks, massage my feet you little bitch. Later you'll transfer all your money into my accounts then you're gonna help me carry your big screen TV and your PlayStation and whatever else I want to my truck. And don't even think of trying to call the police or I WILL come back here and stomp you into the floor until you're just a grease spot that stinks like my socks. So get going, massage and sniff asswipe. Lucky for you I've been wearing these socks all week. Hahaha

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He lets you sniff those sweaty workout socked feet but only after you've sniffed his farts for awhile. He loved humiliating faggots. And you paid him. Even more humiliating just to get his dirty socked feet in your face.

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Ya you, you fucking faggot, kiss my fucking stinking socks. I don't care if you're my uncle you're still a fucking old pathetic queen. From now on I'm coming over whenever I want and I'm gonna bring my buds sometimes too. You'll kiss and massage all of our sweaty smelly socked feet we work out hard at the gym every day and they sweat like fuck. And you'll make sure there's plenty of beer in the place and you'll buy us delivery whenever I tell you to. And you're buying my weed too. Now put your faggot face in my stinking socks and sniff 'em you fucking cunt and thank me for not beating the shit outta you and for letting you service me. Kiss 'em and beg me to be my fag bitch or I'll kick you in your fucking ugly fag face.

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I'm busy watching the game faggot. Shut the fuck up and massage my sweaty socked feet. And y'know what? Use your face to do it for bothering me cock breath.

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Soccer camp didn't quite go as he expected. His roommate figured out he was a faggot so he humiliated and bullied him every chance he got, in front of everyone else and alone in their room. His favorite thing was to rub his sweaty stinking long soccer socked feet in his face and he rarely changed them, it was one of those jock superstition things. The faggot couldn't believe that he signed up for the entire summer because now he was stuck having his stud star player roommate using his face as a sock foot wipe and footstool every single day. And he was too weak and intimidated, like fags are, to confront his roommate or defend himself. So the fag's face stunk like his roommate's sweaty dirty socks every day and the smell was permanently imprinted in his nostrils.

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Look faggot, I can get you off with time served and a fine and five years probation or I can manage to lose this case and you could go to jail for five to ten years. You were drunk, you hit the guy and now he's permanently fucked up. You're fucked. And let's face it, I don't think you'll make it in prison. So if you want me to get you out of this, here's how it's gonna go. You'll get a second job. You'll move to a shitty basement studio apartment in the worst part of the city. You'll give me all the money from your second job and half from your regular job. I'll have a key to your place and come over whenever I want. Basically when you are off from work you'll be sitting in your shitty apartment waiting for me to come over, whether I show up or not. When I do you'll have a nice whiskey and good cigars waiting for me, and I'll slip off my shoes, just like I am now, and you'll massage my sweaty socked feet, kiss and sniff them and thank me for saving your worthless fag life. And every time before I leave you'll blow me, I'm always horny and I need to blow my load often, and it relieves the stress of my job too. You wouldn't understand job stress, would you, a fucking fag secretary. So you decide, right now. You want me to save you get on your hands and knees and crawl over to my feet. Beg me to save you and kiss my sweaty socked feet. If you don't, I'm going to go out there and make sure that you go down in flames. So right now, crawl over and become my little socks sniffing pig or go to jail, your decision. Right now.

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You went out to meet up with friends one night and didn't turn off your computer. In fact, you forgot to close the website you had been looking at, a gay sock fetish website. Your roommate went into your room looking for his favorite workout t shirt, sometimes your stuff got mixed together when you both used the washing machine and dryer right after each other. He heard the fan to your computer kick in and for some reason it made him go over and hit the space bar. The screen lit up and there was you sock porn, guys sniffing each other's socked feet for pages and pages. When you came home that night, he was sitting in the living room watching TV drinking a beer. The first thing you noticed was that he had his jeans tucked into his socks. You thought that was weird because you had never seen him do that before, not even in sweatpants. He had his feet crossed up on the coffee table . He said hey, how you doing? Go grab a beer and come hang out, we haven't talked in a while. You got a beer and went back into the living room. You sat down and he looked at you and he kicked off his sneakers. They just fell to the floor. He said hey, I was in your room yesterday. You know how our laundry always gets mixed up, I was looking for my favorite t-shirt you know, the one from college. By mistake I hit the they keyboard to your computer and I saw the website you were looking at. What the fuck is that? You got some sort of fetish for guy's socks? There were pages and pages of guys sniffing each other's socks, what's that about? You were stunned and your heart started beating really fast and you started sweating and you mumbled something incoherent. Hey look, I'm not going to judge you, he said. But that's some weird shit. I mean we've all heard of this stuff before but it's still not normal. I can't believe that you've been able to hide it from me since college. So you know what I'm going to do for you? I'm going to let you sniff my sweaty soft feet. That's right, I'm not going to judge you and I'm going to give you what you need. But in exchange you're going to be my house bitch. And he laughed. That's right, you're going to do my laundry from now on. And you're going to clean this place top to bottom every week. Neither of us do it and frankly I'm sick of the mess and the dust. It's going to be your job from now on. And if I ask you to do anything else you do it without question. This doesn't mean I'm not your friend anymore, this just means you're going to do what I tell you to, you're just going to be my friend and my little bitch at the same time. He laughed again. And, if you don't do it I say, I'm going to tell all your friends, all your co-workers, and your family that you're a sock sniffer. And if you don't think I will, just try me. I hate to threaten you like that but, think of it this way, you get what you want and I get something out of it too. So get over here and get on your knees at the coffee table and start sniffing my sweaty soft feet. I don't change them every day, I usually just pick them up the floor every three or four days and wear them to work and working out and soccer practice too. They get pretty funky once in a while. So enjoy. Oh, and make sure you do my laundry before you go to bed tonight. And I'll expect the house to be clean top to bottom by the end of the weekend. Now go ahead, sniff 'em and sock boy. And he laughed again. You felt humiliated and like shit but you still had a hard on as you sniffed his stinking socks.

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I told you not to breathe through your mouth but you wouldn't listen so if you're uncomfortable you've only got yourself to blame. Now you have no choice but to inhale the stink of my sweaty workout socks with every inhalation. Y'know all I have to do is clamp my sweaty socked toes over your nose real tight and I can smother you to death. Think about that, smothered to death by a guy's sweaty stinking socked feet. Hahaha That's fucking hilarious. And pathetic. Imagine what people would say when they read your obituary. Hahaha So be a good little fag and I'll let you live. C'mon, wiggle yourself down on the floor now I'm gonna start gaming with my buds for the rest of the night and I'm gonna use your face as my footstool. Good luck breathing sock boy.

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This IS your review faggot, now crawl all the way up to my sweaty socked feet and kiss them and beg to keep your job. I've been wearing these socks all week just for this I wanted to make it as humiliating as it should be. Sniff 'em too, show me what a good little pig you can be. So let's see, after a few hours of this you can french kiss my shitter then blow me and then I might keep you on staff for another year. I don't know maybe for you we'll have to make this a monthly review. Oh, and if I decide to keep you on you get a five percent reduction in salary as a thank you and that'll go in my pocket. Now kiss and sniff my stinking socks and beg faggot.

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Your father was a drunk so when you were in middle and high school he'd drop you off at your uncle's house so he could hang out at the local dives and not think about you. Your uncle was a perv. He used to make you crawl around on your hands and knees the entire time you were there. He called you a faggot and his "little girl." He made you fetch beer for him and he watched porn as he jerked off right in front of you. And every evening he'd take off his shoes and wave his smelly socked feet in front of your face and taunt you, telling you to sniff, little girl. You were afraid of him, he'd slapped you across the face hard several times when you didn't do as he said, and once he locked you in a small closet the entire weekend when you spoke back to him. So, every Friday and Saturday evening, and usually on Sundays before your father picked you up, you were on your knees sniffing your uncle's sweaty smelly socked feet, which you could tell he didn't change often, as he laughed at you and called you his little sock sniffing faggot, his little girly sock slave. You felt so humiliated every time, which was the point.

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Oh ya you're gonna massage my feet faggot. We would have never hired you for the farm hand job if we knew you were a homo. But since you're here and you do a good job and because it's not easy to get guys to come way out here I'm gonna keep you on. But that's gonna come with extra duties. First, we're not gonna hire the other farm hand we had planned to. You can do double the work, saves us money. And talking about money, we're not paying no faggot. You get room and board, that's it. And you're also going to do personal errands for all the guys, like massaging my sweaty smelly socked feet right now. I know you can smell them already, they get really hot in these shit kicker cowboy boots. Now get down on your knees and crawl over here and massage faggot. And y'know way? Kiss 'em too. And thank me for not having all the guys kick your faggot ass. And ya my socks stink but you'll just have to put up with that. It'll do you good, smelling the stink of a real man's dirty socks. Okay, on your knees crawl over here and get to work. This'll be a daily duty after every work day. I might offer it to the other guys too. And what are you gonna do about it? We're not paying you so you can't even leave here especially since we're so far away from everything you can't even walk to a town it'd take you hours. And then what are you gonna do without money? Face it faggot, you're our bitch. Now get massaging my sweaty socked feet or I might have to put my boots back on and kick the shit outta you, teach you a fucking lesson ass licker.