At that moment, Kenny shifted. He opened his eyes, the morninglight reflecting in them as he woke from his slumber. For a split second, he was disoriented, but then his eyes widened in shock as he realized what was happening.
"Alex?! What the hell?!" Kenny exclaimed, jerking his feet away. Alex, startled, stumbled backward, his face flushed with embarrassment and guilt.
"I'm sorry, Kenny, I—" Alex began, but Kenny cut him off.
"Don't you dare apologize! What were you thinking, man? Licking my feet while I was sleeping?! That's just sick!" Kenny exclaimed, sitting up in bed. His face was a mixture of outrage and disgust.
Alex's heart sank. He knew this reaction was a possibility, but hearing the disgust in Kenny's voice still hurt. "I know, I know," he mumbled, looking at the floor. "I shouldn't have done it. I just—"
"Just what, Alex?!" Kenny interrupted again, his voice rising. "I thought we were friends, brothers even! How could you do this to me? It's a total breach of trust!"
Alex bit his lip, struggling to find the words to explain his actions. "I know, Kenny, and I'm sorry. I never meant to violate your trust. It's just—I've recently discovered this thing about myself. I—I have a thing for feet, okay?"
Kenny's eyes widened further, if that were possible, and he gaped at Alex, speechless for a moment. "You—you what? You have a thing for feet?" he sputtered. "What does that even mean?"
Alex took a deep breath, steeling himself to continue. "I think my thing for feet just started recently. Whenever I see feet, I like the way they look, feel, smell... I just can't explain it. And when I saw your feet sticking out from under the covers, I couldn't help myself."
Kenny's expression softened slightly, the outrage giving way to confusion. "So, you're saying this isn't just some weird prank? You actually have a foot fetish?"
Alex nodded, his eyes pleading with Kenny to understand. "I do, and I know it might seem strange, but it's a part of me. Please, Kenny, try to understand."
Kenny ran a hand through his hair, sighing deeply. "Alex, I've got to be honest, this is a lot to process. I never expected this from you, of all people. We've been friends for so long, and you didn't gave any indication that you were into this sort of thing."
Alex hung his head, his embarrassment now mixed with shame. "I know, and I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you, but I just didn't know how you'd react. I was scared of losing your friendship."
Kenny was silent for a moment, considering Alex's words. Then, he let out a deep breath and said, "Look, Alex, I'm still processing all of this. It's a lot to take in. But, I can't just throw away our friendship because of this. I mean, we've been through too much together for that."
A weight lifted from Alex's shoulders, and he felt a glimmer of hope. "Thank you, Kenny. That means a lot to me. I promise to respect your boundaries from now on. I just couldn't hold it in any longer."
Kenny nodded, his expression softening further. "Alright, I get it. But we're going to need to set some ground rules, okay? No more sneaking around or doing anything without my consent. If you want to explore this... foot thing, we do it on my terms and when I'm ready."
Alex felt a rush of relief and gratitude toward his longtime friend. "Of course, Kenny. Whatever makes you comfortable. I'm just glad we can still be friends after all of this."
The two friends talked lfor a while, navigating the new dynamics of their relationship. It wasn't going to be easy, but with openness and honesty, they believed they could make it work. When morning came, they fell asleep side by side in their separate beds, a new understanding and respect developing between them.