Message-ID: <24282asstr$959242207@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20000524231929.89849.qmail@hotmail.com> From: "Net King" Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Subject: {ASSM} Sneaker Addict {"Net King"} (m-solo feet) Date: Thu, 25 May 2000 04:10:07 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, apuleius Sneaker Addict By "Net King" If you are under 18 or may be put off by sneaker fetishism, then please read no further. Paul surveyed the results of his masturbation. The tip of his penis felt slightly raw. He looked at the white tennis shoes on the floor. One lay upside down and the sight of the brown gum herringbone sole slightly aroused him. Why had he felt attracted to them? He was in his late teens and started to think back to his earlier years. In his early years he remembered that schoolmates wearing black lace-up plimsolls had an effect on him. The boys normally just put them on for physical education while some of the girls wore them for much of the time. Paul would liked to have worn them all of the time but was too shy to, and anyway it was not what the other boys wore. When his mother bought him a pair, he hoped that the assistant would fetch a brown soled pair, but no, she produced a black soled pair. One day a girl living near him came to school in a brand new pair of brown soled plimsolls. Paul was especially attracted to them and had a bit of a crush on the girl. Another time Paul was cheeky and was 'slippered' with a plimsoll. He remembered that the teacher pulled his trouser leg up so he could hit Paul on the bare thigh. It stung. He did not want any more. Paul left that school and continued his schooling in another country. Girls there wore black 'Chuck Taylor' type boots for basketball (that game being somewhat different from usual American basketball). He lived near basketball courts and on Saturday mornings masses of girls would walk pass his house on the way to the courts. Girls from the Convent school wore a black uniform with black stockings and boots for basketball. Paul remembered noticing these things and his especial interest in them, but did not think too much about it. He did not confide in others. When Paul was 13 there started to be changes in his body. The sight of tennis shoes and basketball boots started to arouse him more deeply. He craved for the feel of a more upmarket pair of tennis shoes. He looked around the various shoe shop and found that the local rubber supplies shop ('if we do not have it or cannot get it, it is not made of rubber) had 'Champion' brand tennis shoes that he took a liking to. He set about raising money by means such as selling bottles and cashing up tea packet coupons. He went into that shop a few more times to look at them. Finally he had enough money to purchase them. He went in and asked the sales assistant for them. While she was writing out the docket 'Mens Champs 24/6d', Mr Appleby, the owner of the shop saw him and said "You have been in here to see them often enough". He paid my money, and left with the shoes feeling rather embarrassed. He put them on when there was no one in the house. He loved the comfortable feel and the smell of new rubber. This made him really excited. For some reason he felt he did not want to touch the soles or rubber surrounds and avoided doing so as much as possible. A week or so later, Paul's father said to me "Did you lose your sandshoes?", and he replied "what?". He carried on "You bought a new pair didn't you?". He thought 'golly, Mr Appleby must have told him that he had bought those shoes - the old so-and-so'. He confessed that he indeed had bought a new pair. He thought that the sky was about to fall and wondered what dad was going to say next. However he merely asked how much they cost. he was tempted to say $3-20 but thought better of it and said $1-90 being the price of the type allegedly lost. He gave me the $1-90. He went out and got on with his homework still feeling rather embarrassed. However he cheered up when the reality of the situation dawned on him. He could now wear the new tennis shoes without having to answer any embarrassing questions about why he had bought them. Mr Appleby had done him a favor. A few years later a more up-market tennis shoe called 'Net King' came on the market. These had a deeply cut herringbone patterned sole that squished and squeaked an smooth surfaces. The soles were either black for hard court durability or brown gum rubber for inside use to avoid marking floors. Paul was particularly aroused by adults and schoolmates wearing these shoes especially when they squished and squeaked. When he was with others, he found this very embarrassing in case anyone recognized that he was aroused. Other than that he really enjoyed the feeling. For some reason he was particularly aroused by the brown gum soled ones. He desperately wanted a pair for himself so he could enjoy the sound of them squishing and squeaking under his own feet. He finally purchased a pair. He put them on at home and this made him feel great. As well as being a turn-on, he found them extremely comfortable to wear and really enjoyed wearing them. Again, he avoided touching the soles or rubber surrounds. At that time Paul was becoming more sexually active, and had started having wet dreams. One day, his penis went very erect. He wanted to touch it, but resisted doing so. For some reason he started thinking about these 'Net King' shoes and this intensified his feelings. He felt he wanted to touch his penis with them. 'No', he felt, the herringbone soles are very rough and would make the penis sore. However the urge became irresistible. He took the shoes out of the closet and he took his trousers and underpants down. He touched the tip of his penis with the sole of one shoe and this sent a lightning bolt of excitement through his body. He lightly rubbed the tip with the herringbone sole and although it was slightly rough, it felt great. Some precum came out and this lubricated the sole. He continued to rasp the herringbone sole across the tip of his penis and this caused him to become really excited. The feeling reverberated throughout his whole body. It seemed such a naughty and outrageous thing to do. He could not resist rubbing harder further increasing the feeling. His penis finally exploded in orgasm. He rubbed it a bit more, but it did not feel so good, so he stopped. He placed the shoe on the floor and contemplated the loss of his 'virginity'. The foreskin was slightly raw and tender after having been rubbed with the herringbone sole of the shoe. Despite that Paul felt great inside. Copyright 2000 "Net King" See http://netking29.freeservers.com/sneaker-addict.htm for a picture. Comments welcome: E-mail: mailto:netking29@hotmail.com ________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+