The next two weeks passed with Reece blissfully unaware of the perverse actions of his new landlord. He came and went as he pleased to football, see friends or his girlfriend but also hung out with Dave at the house without any awkwardness. He had noticed his socks and underwear were going missing in the wash more than usual, but Dave had mentioned it was a problem with the machine and bought him replacements.
Dave, however, knew the horny reason behind the disappearance of the youths garments. He had started innocently enough, only taking the sweaty clothing for his own use. As Dave had done this more and more his mind had twisted further, and he realised he had to share this experience with others. Justifying his actions to himself, Dave had set up an online forum posting about Reece, uploading pictures and even posting the lad’s socks to those who shared his passion. The close group of creeps had become a great influence on Dave, making him feel less and less guilty for his actions whilst simultaneously pushing one another further with their dark desires.
It is in this forum Dave found himself now, laid on his bed covered in his own cum, Reece’s white Nike socks discarded beside his panting body. He smiled to himself and clicked “post” on what he had been composing whilst in his horny bliss imagining what the post could mean. It Read simply: “Announcement - Garden Party this Saturday, all welcome. Entertainment provided by Reece. DM for address!”. Attached beneath was a candid picture of Reece’s scally soles taken whilst he slept on the sofa. Dave picked up one of the socks again and inhaled deeply from it, allowing the scent to trigger his imagination. Yes this would be perfect he thought, but best not to tell Reece he might be shy about “performing”. His free hand wrapped around his hardening dick, and the dirty man plunged into another wank brought on by the moist sock and his elicit plans.
2pm Saturday
A stressed Dave buzzed around the kitchen preparing for the party. He was equal measures of scared and excited, but his horny thoughts had won out against the logical part of his brain - This was going to happen. Reece had gone out to his football match earlier and didn’t seem to really acknowledge when Dave had mentioned “having some friends round later” he slipped out the door.
Dave was filling the fridge with beers when he heard the unmistakable sound of a key in the door. “Shit, he can’t be back yet!” He said to himself in alarm. If Reece was back early that meant the whole plan was ruined, and some guests would no doubt already be on their way from wherever in the UK they lived. Dave looked around the doorway into the hallway, but, he did not see his sports kit clad prey. Stood in front of him was his smiling son, Josh.
“Hi Dad” Josh beamed. But the stressed father couldn’t contain his surprise and anger. How on earth was he going to carry out his lewd party with his own son around the house?
“What are you doing back?” He asked, poorly suppressing his emotions.
The boy chuckled, producing a pair of rolled up red football socks from his jacket pocket. They were unmistakably a pair of Reece’s that Dave had posted to “@tieupchavsluts” the week before. In the father’s depraved horniness he hadn’t even recognised his son’s uni halls address. “I’m here because you invited me to a party!” Josh continued, winking at his confused dad.
Saturday 5.10pm
Reece could hear the sounds of conversation and music from the kitchen as he came through the door of the house. Remembering the mention of a gathering, he moved towards the stairs. Before he could climb the first one, Dave and Josh appeared in the hallway.
“Reece!” They appeared to exclaim in unison. Reece was surprised to see his best mate back from Uni, but he wasn’t met glad… it would make it less awkward to drink with Dave’s friends.
“Oh hey guys, I’m just going to shower… sweaty as fuck.” Replied Reece. The duo had noted the way Reece’s sportswear slung to his toned frame already, almost salivating in anticipation.
“No, no… you can shower later, come and meet everyone and have a beer.” Replied Dave, putting his arm around the lad and manipulating him towards the party.
“Erm, I just like, stink and…” Reece protested. But he was cut short by his mate Josh. “Give over lad, haven’t seen you in ages come on.” Reece sighed but did as he was asked.
The three joined the group in the garden. Reece, now with a beer in hand, looked around the attendees enjoying the evening sun. They all appeared to be about Dave’s age, except for two guys who seemed much older lingering at the back of the garden. Every face turned to look at the young arrival, and Dave once again manoeuvred Reece around to meet them in turn.
Reece, embarrassed at his appearance, didn’t take much notice of any of the introductions. Although he swore several of them looked him up and down throughout - he assumed this was due to his sports kit standing out among the group. He was glad when the handshaking was over and he could kick off his trainers and slump into the deckchair next to Josh, taking a long swig of his beer.
The party-goers had noticed Reece’s newly freed soles. Taking care not to be obvious, they gazed in turn to the perfect soles as the moist fabric clung tightly to the perfect form.
Saturday 7pm
The drinks had flowed and everyone appeared in good spirits. Reece had loosened up and become comfortable chatting with the guests about his hobbies, life and everything. All the guests seemed very interested in what he had to say which his ego enjoyed.
Dave addressed the group holding aloft a bottle of vodka as he stood in front of a table of shot glasses. “Everyone grab a seat in a circle, time for a drinking game.” Everyone quickly complied, until one of the older guys approached Josh and Reece.
“I don’t have a seat guys” he said grinning.
“Mate my legs ache so…” replied Reece. But he was quickly stopped by Josh. “Don’t worry we can share!” He giddily told the man. Josh quickly sat on the bottom of Reece’s deck chair, lifting his friends legs and placing them on his lap. “Rest your legs mate dw!” Smiled Josh.
Josh’s heart was racing, his chav mates sweaty socked feet were resting just above his dick. The pungent aroma quickly rose to his nose, causing the horny teens cock to twitch - “careful now” he thought to himself.
Dave winked at his son. “Let the games begin”.
