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It didn't matter how old you got, your fucked up younger brother still came by your place and humiliated you all the time. Took your stuff. Made you give him money. Brought friends along and hung out. This night he brought a buddy over, they were stoned, and your brother beat you up a little and before you knew it you were on the floor in your kitchen looking at this. They laughed their asses off as they stepped on your face over and over in their sweaty stinking socked feet, and stood full weight on it. Then they went into the living room drinking your beer and used your gaming console while they made you massage and kiss and sniff their stinking socked feet. You couldn't believe that you were an adult and that you still had to go through shit like this. But you had always been afraid of your brother, and he knew it. I guess this is what I get for being a faggot you thought and resigned yourself to being his bitch for the rest of your life.
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Alright you stupid faggot, you wanna stare at me the entire game and make me uncomfortable, almost make me throw off my game? Sniff my fucking sweaty socked feet, kiss 'em and beg for my forgiveness, beg me to not kick you face black and black with 'em. And from now on you show up near the very end of the games. You're gonna add up the total score and multiply that times one hundred and that's how much money you'll give me. Every fucking Saturday asswipe. Then we'll come to your car like this and you'll worship my stinking socked feet and thank me for allowing you the honor of being in my presence. Got it fag? And remember, I've got your license now so I know where you live. You don't show up once and watch what happens when I storm into your place. I'll fucking stomp you into a bloody pulp on your own floor and while you're trying to reach your cell phone to call an ambulance I'll duct tape your mouth shut and your hands and feet too and watch the game on your TV while I use you as my footstool. Alright now, fucking sniff and kiss my sweaty socks and beg cock breath, you stupid fucking waste of space.
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Sorry about your face faggot. Wait until I take off these boots later and smother it with my week long worn football socks they sweat in these like a mother fucker. But you'll probably like it, pig.
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You think I'm gonna let a dirty faggot in my house? Fuck no, you can service me out here. Now massage my stinking socked feet, I've been wearing these socks all week, every day, in my work boots then at the gym, they're nice and ripe. Sniff 'em, it's good for you. And beg me to suck my dick while you're down there. If you do a good job I might let you. Otherwise I'll jerk off and you can lick it off the deck. Get startedfreak.
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That's right, sniff Daddy's feet, these gold toes were sweating in my dress shoes all day at work. Get your face under them, I'm gonna use it as my footstool and massager, rub my face all over it, that'll feel good. You can expect to spend all your nights after school like this since you wanna be a faggot I'm gonna treat you like one, you might as well learn your place now fucking pansy.
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The fag moved to a small Southern town for a lower cost of living and some peace and quiet. Quickly it became the town fag and the Men of the town would burst into its house anytime of the day or night and use its stuff, best it up, make it suck them off, fart in its face, spit in its mouth, and most of all make it sniff worship kiss and massage their stinking hard working blue collar sweaty socked feet as they streamed movies and were gaming. This was the fag's new life.
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Dad's waiting in the bedroom for you, he said something about his socks and a foot massage while he was rubbing his crotch. You better get in there faggot.
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Your view of your step father every evening. Sniff little faggot, your mommy can't help you while she's at work. Maybe he'll have some of his pals come over and your face can be their footstool too. And of course after a night of sniffing his sweaty gold toes he'll skull fuck you and shoot his load in your cum dump faggot mouth. Good girl. See you again after school tomorrow.
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Ya it stinks in here, it's my fucking soccer socks faggot. Look, my buddy and I will drive the car. You get on the floor in the wheel well where I'm sitting and your face can serve as my footstool if you want to complain about my socks stinking you little bitch. And you know it's a four hour ride back! Hahahaha!
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I don't give a shit what you want faggot this isn't our room it's MY room and what I say goes you know that. Don't make me say it one more fucking time. Now kiss my stinking socked feet and give 'em a good massage like a good little faggot or you won't make it to the end of the semester cock sucker.
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Ya faggot I know, you're never felt more in your place in your life. Get used to it, this is how you're gonna spend all your evenings from now on.
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There ya go faggot your face is gonna look good as my footstool. Sniff hard and enjoy all my sweaty sock stink, I've been wearing these to work in my work boots three days in a row now. If I fall asleep you keep on sniffing, believe me, I'll wake up if you stop and if you do I'll stomp your fucking face in. Later on we'll go to the bathroom and you can start your chores by licking my toilet seat clean. Now sniff bitch I wanna feel it.
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When the bosses called you into their meeting you thought wow, they actually want my opinion on something, all my hard work has finally paid off! When you went in they told you that as the office faggot you were there to massage and worship, sniff and kiss their sweaty socked feet for their comfort and enjoyment as they discussed the serious business of the company. The meeting went on all day long and into the night.
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He sat down, slipped off his ankle boots, crossed his sweaty smelly black socked feet and looked at you like this. He didn't have to say a word. You got on your knees and started kissing sniffing massaging and worshiping them, doing exactly what a fag is meant to do to a REAL MAN. Humiliation deserved homo.
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It was a simple arrangement. The guy next door let you sniff his big sweaty smelly socked feet and you paid for his weed. The more you did it the more aggressive he got. He seemed to enjoy humiliating you like this, even though you had asked for it, because he said that normal people would never ask to do such a fucked up embarrassing thing. And it was getting plain abusive. And you loved it. You started offering to buy him other things just so you could get to sniff his stinking socks more often. Pathetic.
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Now massage 'em...with your face. Lucky I wore these socks all week to the gym and running, huh? A deal is a deal. I let you worship my stinking socked feet and you pay the full rent, roomie. You can't get out of it now or I'll pound the shit outta you every day, so you might as well enjoy.
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