The Boss And His Buddies
Published on Friday, September 28, 2007
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I have been fascinated with feet since I can remember. As a result I have always taken good care of mine. I’m one of those guys who will get a pedicure in broad daylight with no shame at least twice a month. I guess I’m bi, but I don’t really feel that way. I love the ladies, and a fair amount of them like me.

My boss is totally taken by my feet. They are small, only a size 81/2, and I’m an average size guy who is 5’7” and 155 lbs. I always caught him looking at my feet and commenting on how small they were. When I knew that he liked feet I started teasing him with mine. He had never seen them before. He just knew they were small. The first day I wore flip-flops in the office, I couldn’t keep him away from me. I finally asked him, "What’s the deal with you and my feet?"

He said that he wanted to tickle them, and suck my toes, and lick on them, etc. The BIG bulge in his pants let me know that he was serious.

I said, "I understand that, but what are you going to do with that bulge in your pants if I let you tickle my feet and all that stuff?" I had to be concerned with that because he is a BIG man at 6’9” and 290 lbs.; an ex lineman in the NFL!

I came into his office later that day to deliver a report, but he wasn’t there, so I went to lay the report on his desk, which is when he came out of his bathroom! The desk is in front of me, and he was behind me. Without any hesitation, he bent me over his desk, reached down and grabbed my ankle, which made me lose my flip-flop. Then he held my foot while he humped on my ass like he was having sex with me, and his office door was open for anyone who comes by to see! He was acting like a maniac, and I couldn’t stop him. Things were falling off of his desk as he was whispered in my ear the whole time about how he was going to have my feet, and fuck fuck me, and cum inside of me at some point. His cock was very hard, and big, and I was glad there were clothes between us! Otherwise he would have killed me ramming me that hard.

Another guy from the office came in, and he didn’t move! He reminded me that my ass was his, and that my feet were prettier than his wife’s, and that he was going to play with them whether I liked it or not. He said all of this in front of my co-worker while I was bent over his desk with him between my legs holding my naked foot! He wouldn’t let me go unless I let him put my shoe back on. I was kind of mad because he had just been humping on my ass, and no guy had ever done that to me. He had my foot in his hand while he was thrusting his pelvis into me, and I couldn’t get away! That thought made me more horny the more I thought about it. Anyway, I got over it because there was work to be done.

I came back to his office later, and there were two other co-workers in there with him, so I asked him if it was safe to come in. He said, "Of course," and apologized as I stepped inside.

As soon as I came into the room, one of the guys shut the door, and I just knew that meant trouble. I tried to go to the door, but he blocked it, and my boss and the other co-worker came toward me.

My boss said, "I want him on his back!"

They wrestled me to the floor on my back, and took my flip-flops. One of them held one of my legs, the other one held my other legs, and my feet were in the air where the boss could tickle them. I was scared, and I was begging them, "NO! NO! Don’t let him tickle me," but he tickled, and licked my feet anyway. The feeling was intoxicating, and I was getting very turned on. I still struggled even though it felt good because I knew in the back of my mind he wanted to fuck me, and I was NOT going to let that happen! But they stopped holding my legs, and held my arms, and the boss was free to take my shorts and underwear off.

I really started protesting then, and tried to stop them. Just then he went to his desk, took out a lubricant, and the boss rammed a greasy finger right into my asshole! I screamed! He pulled it out, and they held my legs again! They pinned my knees to my chest, and he mounted me! They were holding my feet on either side of his face and he was on top of me with his penis at the door of asshole. I kicked my feet and pointed my toes, and begged him not to fuck me, trying to get someone to hear me pleading!!!

He covered my mouth, and rammed his penis inside of me. I screamed into his hand as he started to stroke me. I felt his balls slapping against my ass as he went in and out of me, and my ass was stretched to the limit. I wasn’t an anal virgin anymore. After about 5 minutes I stopped fighting him. I rested my feet on his broad shoulders while he fucked me like a girl. He licked my feet, and sucked my toes until they were soaked while he raped me.

Finally I pleaded with him NOT to cum in my ass because that would make me feel like a total bitch. While I was talking he reached down, cupped my ass, and started ramming me like there was no tomorrow. I was SCREAMING because he was going so deeply into me while my feet bounced up and down on his shoulders. He started moaning and released a LARGE load of baby making sperm right into my asshole. He held me in that position until his penis went limp, and came out of my stretched hole. He told me that I was probably pregnant. He let me go, and everyone in the office had heard me getting raped.

Even one of the girls at the desk said, “He fucked the hell out of you.” A knowing smile was on her face.

It suddenly dawned on me that I had confessed to this same girl in confidence only weeks before that I had harbored a deep, dark fantasy of being raped by a man. Being quite drunk at the time, I had even described to her how my fantasy included having my feet tickled, and how turned on I would be if I was forcibly held down while I was being raped, and tickled. Evidently, she had ended up telling my boss about my confession.