My Master Housemate

This story began 2 years ago, I have not been able to discuss it before with anyone so I wanted to share.

I have always fancied my old classmate Marty, he was a lad in school, good at football, very hot and I used to wank over him most nights then.

I always though he knew fags liked him, one day in the locker room I think he knew I was looking at his ass and purposely stood there for a bit longer knowing I would enjoy it.

We lost touch until one Christmas I met him back home in Bradford on a night out. He was looking for a room to rent in Manchester and I was looking for a new roommate so we agreed for him to move in.

I was so excited, he was still so beautiful and all I could think about was how nice it would be to see him everyday.

When he moved in I couldn't help myself and started to go into his room after he left early for work and sniff his dirty underwear, it smelt so nice, I would take them back to my bed and wank with his skid marks in my mouth.

Over time I became obsessed with him, I just wanted to taste anything I could of his, when he was done with cutlery or cups I would secretly go into the kitchen and lick them, I would search his room each day for new underwear, hoping for some big dirty skid marks, a pair of sweaty socks or if I was lucky a cum rag which I could suck on. After a month I was waiting and going to the bathroom after him to see if there was any piss on the toilet seat or anything in the toilet which I could taste, I would do anything just to taste him, it's all I could think about.

Within 2 months I was starting to treat him like a master, I would offer to buy his groceries and booze for a night out, anything I could to please him, I think he just though I was a bit strange but didn't complain.

Finally after 3 months something amazing happened. He came home from football and I was watching TV in the living room, he took his shoes and socks off and put his feet on the footrest in front of me, he was complaining about his feet hurting and jokingly asked if I could rub them. I couldn't belive it, after all these years of wanking over him I was going to get to touch him. i started to rub them and was rock hard at this point, they were so sweaty and felt amazing. he looked at me and could see how intense I was, he must of knew I wanted too and so said you can lick if you want.

Without thinking i started to lick his feet, then I started to suck his toes, I could tell he was enjoying it as he started to wank off. I went up to his cock to try and suck it but he pushed me away and said just the feet.

I knew this might be my only chance to serve him so I worshiped his feet, I licked his soles and in between each toe, I sucked both his feet as much as I could. I could tell he was getting close to cumming and before he did I wanted him to know just how much I wanted him and also what I would do for him. I said "I'll do anything you want, whenever, wherever" "I really want to lick your dirty ass and drink your piss"

Your such a slut he said and then he came, he got up before I could lick up his cum and went into his bedroom.

I went into my bedroom and came so hard a few times that night, I had finally let him know how much I wanted him, I just hoped now he would want to use me again in the future.