Your face turns bright red because his question catches you off guard. You stare between his cute bare feet right by your face and his questioning face. "Because..." you start. "Yeah?" Kevin smiles, almost like he knows the answer already. "Because..." You don't know how to say it. It turns our you don't have to say anything. Kevin scoots down and puts both of his bare feet right on your face. They feel cold on your cheeks and lips. You can't help but moan and press your face into his cute feet. He wiggles his toes, brushing them all over your face.
"I knew you wanted this, Steve! When I had my shoes off in class today I saw you looking at my feet. That's why when we came over here I knew you couldn't resist if I put them in your face. Open your mouth!" You obey his command.
He sticks his big toe in your mouth and you lick it up and down and move on to his other toes. "I'm going to keep playing video games, you keep licking my toes. I want my feet squeaky clean. If you do a good job then you can do this every day." Do you--
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