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“We’re going to the halloween dance tonight bro and if you want a ride to go trick-or-treating with your friends, then you have to smell these feet for an hour. This is basically your last year to go get candy with your punk friends so you better make the best of it. Don’t make that face… we’ve been shoving our feet in your face for years now and you love it. Every-time you’re on the couch and one of us pushes our feet into your face, you play like you hate it, but end up calming down pretty quick. You just lay there, your face covered beneath the feet. You get off on the smell of them. So get over here, kneel down on the floor, and start sniffing foot slave. This is your treat… smelling the feet. If you think they smell bad now…wait till we get back from the dance. Hunter might be spending the night so you’ll be getting a face full of his feet as well. Oh… and you won’t just be smelling our feet for an hour before we dump you off with your friends… you’ll also be licking them. So… trick-or-treat… smell our feet!”
The younger brother came in and got down on the floor. He moved his face forward, letting his older brothers push the bottom’s of their soles into his face. He inhaled deeply, getting the scent of their feet in his lungs, feeling the overwhelming dominance of them. His face getting smothered and rubbed on with the boy’s big feet. He soon began licking the bottoms, massaging the padded soles with his tongue, and getting between their toes. Pampering his jock brother’s feet, he thought on what was to come later that night and got insanely hard. He pressed his nose into their toes and took a long, deep inhale.
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Trick-or-Treat… smell our feet little bro!
“We’re going to the halloween dance tonight bro and if you want a ride to go trick-or-treating with your friends, then you have to smell these feet for an hour. This is basically your last year to go get candy with your punk friends so you better make the best of it. Don’t make that face… we’ve been shoving our feet in your face for years now and you love it. Every-time you’re on the couch and one of us pushes our feet into your face, you play like you hate it, but end up calming down pretty quick. You just lay there, your face covered beneath the feet. You get off on the smell of them. So get over here, kneel down on the floor, and start sniffing foot slave. This is your treat… smelling the feet. If you think they smell bad now…wait till we get back from the dance. Hunter might be spending the night so you’ll be getting a face full of his feet as well. Oh… and you won’t just be smelling our feet for an hour before we dump you off with your friends… you’ll also be licking them. So… trick-or-treat… smell our feet!”
The younger brother came in and got down on the floor. He moved his face forward, letting his older brothers push the bottom’s of their soles into his face. He inhaled deeply, getting the scent of their feet in his lungs, feeling the overwhelming dominance of them. His face getting smothered and rubbed on with the boy’s big feet. He soon began licking the bottoms, massaging the padded soles with his tongue, and getting between their toes. Pampering his jock brother’s feet, he thought on what was to come later that night and got insanely hard. He pressed his nose into their toes and took a long, deep inhale.