Oliver And My Friend’s Business Partner

Since I moved back home, o have tried to reconnect to some of my immediate family members. My brother, who’s married and has a daughter, invited me one day to spend the weekend with his family. They lived in an area of the city about one hour driving from my place and I accepted the invite. He also invited some of our common friends and everything was going fine until I decided to explore his neighborhood in search of a bar I could explore by myself. I found one and had a couple of beers there, nothing special.  

The bar was close to a bus stop and somehow, as a bus going downtown stopped, I decided to get in and go back home. An hour later, I was back to my neighborhood and heard this loud music coming from a local square: it was a rave. The place was packed with street vendors and people talking, smoking, dancing, etc. 

A while ago I posted a story about a hustler with amazing feet, Leo, who robbed me a couple of times. Guess what? He was at the street party and came straight to me to greet me. After some small talk and finding out that he had no chance of going home with me that night, surprisingly he introduced me to a fiend of his, Oliver. He left us saying that he was a treat for all his misbehavior. From the very beginning, it was clear that Leo had told Oliver about my sexual preferences; though he was a gentleman enough to throw himself at me, he kept repeating the same story: how beautiful his feet were and how much he appreciated having them played with. Duh!!!

The fact was, I did not care; that boy was going to be mine that night, no matter if by his doing or mine.So, I decided to let him talk. I found out that Oliver was 24, single and that still lived with his parents. He worked at a Wendy’s restaurant, he totally hated the place, but his girlfriend also worked there. He considered himself a straight guy who would go in different directions if the situation presented itself, especially if worshipping his feet was involved. Yes, right! We had a couple of beers, talked some more about his life and mine, and he laid on the table his intention to spend the night with me, in case I was willing to spare 30 bucks. 

You know, as most boys hustling the streets, Oliver was looking for easy cash for a quick fix, even if that involved having sex with another man. I would have agreed in a 100, but 30 was totally fine. So, I had the man and the price, I just needed the place where to take him. And here I pause Oliver’s story to contextualize the venue issue.

A short while after I moved back, a friend of mine, who had a business in my neighborhood, found a studio to rent and was looking for somebody to split the rent. She did not need the place for herself, but her business partner would benefit of a couple of nights a week to sleep there, since he lived far away. I was back to my parents’ place at the time and thought it was a good opportunity to have a private place for my soirées. So, we rented and furnished the place together. Back to Oliver. 

Most of his qualities I found out after I had him naked in bed; till that time in the rave, what I could see was a young guy, very handsome, nice smile, perfect body and nice feet (according to himself). I gave him the 30 bucks to get whatever his thing was and patiently waited for his return. I mingled a little and spotted a couple of other potential targets, in case Oliver was a runway bride. But he came back as promised and asked me if I was ready to have some fun with his body. Hell, yeah! 

My first idea was to take him to the studio, after all was a Friday night and my friend’s partner was very likely home for the weekend. Big mistake! The moment I opened the flat’s door, I felt the cold air of the AC on, the high pitch snoring and the image of a naked body spread eagled on the bed. I panicked! I tried my best to leave inconspicuously but the guy woke up before I reached the door. “Who’s there?” he shouted. “Sorry, it’s me. I did not know you were here”, I replied. 

I knew the guy, but we were just acquaintances, not real friends. He said “Oh, sorry, I did not recognize you at first; I’m having some problems home and decided to stay here to avoid a couple’s argument, if you know what I mean”. Before I could respond, Oliver, who was all this time sitting on the doorstep, asked me: “Any problem out there?” My friend’s partner reacted: “who’s there with you?”. Busted! “Do not worry, just a friend. But we are leaving, go back to sleep”. Again, this man I did not know at all, naked on “my” bed, was fucking hot and I was too confused to manage the situation. 

Unexpectedly, he settled the score: “Please stay, invite your friend in, I have some beers in the fridge and can use some company”. Before I could even ponder on what to do, Oliver was already behind me and saying: “You did not mention we were having a threesome!”. That was enough. No beers, no talk. My friend’s business partner, who was already naked, showed us his huge hard dick and said: “Just come closer and get it boys!”. 

This was SO not the way I expected tho night to go, but it seemed it was going to be even better!Let me tell you about my friend’s partner; while Oliver was the classic white boy, he had a darker complexion that made him even more interesting. He was married to a woman for ten years, two kids. Hooking up with other men had crossed his mind a couple of times, though he had never acted on it; however, the sight of me and Oliver together was something else; he wanted us, badly! I gave Oliver all the credit since I am just a regular looking guy with a foot fetish.

And Mr. Stranger had a nice pair of size 9 feet, among all his other qualities. It took Oliver a couple of minutes to decide whether or not to stay; overall, he was counting on being totally worshipped by me alone; now he had this fucking hot naked dude inviting him to play with his body; this is to go from the receiving end to the giving one, and he was uncertain about that. Seeing his hesitation, I decided to take action and, before even touching naked man, I thrown Oliver on bed and started undressing him. 

I started by removing his sneakers to confirm what he had said about his “beautiful” feet. Guys, that was an understatement; Oliver’s feet were perfect, way better than Leo’s, my foul. While removing his shoes, I took some time to suck on partner’s toes, they were just lying there unattended! Partner shouted “Fuck man! Keep doing that!” He pulled Oliver closer and kissed him hornily. Oliver went with the flow, good. I removed Oliver’s other shoe and socks, and begin devouring his bare feet while Partner kissed him. 

I could see Oliver was enjoying the action as he unzipped his pants to reveal a hard 10 inches cock. Partner was big too, about the same size, so much fun I had with those big cocks.Partner was already naked, therefore removing all Oliver’s clothes was easy. I stopped the action to get naked myself and jumped into bed, just in the middle of them. We kissed each other, sucked each other for hours, really. 

Having both of their feet in my mouth at the same time was the highlight of that strange night when I escaped my brother’s reunion. But I do not regret. Oliver deserves a subsequent story since we hooked up a couple of times after that. Partner was a little afraid this encounter would complicate his relationship with my friend, so he left the company a few days after. His loss.Sorry if I do not give you guys all the dirty details about this special night, but be sure I took advantage of these two hotties bodies the way you expect me.Peace!