When I was 10 years old, my older cousin would come by and keep me company while my parents were out. As it was summer vacation and my sister was at uni, I was virtually alone so my parents asked my cousin to watch over me. Let me describe my cousin. He was only 15 when this experience occurred but even then he was already a looker. At 5 foot 7, he was tall for a Filipino, not to mention he had a nice physique thanks to playing basketball on a daily basis. As it was summer and summers in the Philippines tend to be very hot, he used to go around the house shirtless and I always got the chance to ogle his chest with sweat rolling down his abs. This story has no sex in it because even though he was hot I never had dreams of him fucking me. What I did dream about was getting to worship his feet. At home he would walk around barefoot even in the garden and the garage as it was very hot and he was too "tamad" (lazy) to put on flip flops. I would go crazy whenever I saw his feet because they were, at least for me, very sexy. Size 13, wide soles and perfect toes, I would watch his feet when he wasn't looking or preoccupied with something else. They usually had dust on them from walking barefoot but that just made it more sexy for me. In the afternoons when he'd come home from basketball, he would remove his shoes and socks and this action would drive me wild. Once, though, he seemed too tired to even remove his shoes as he just sat on the couch reclining and sighed. "What's wrong?" I asked him. He looked at me and said, "I'm just tired from playing basketball and my feet hurt like hell." I saw this as my chance and asked him if he'd like a foot massage. "Are you sure?", he asked me, "my feet might be sweaty and they might stink." "That's alright, I'm used to you stinking up the place." This made him laugh and he threw his towel at me. Then he said "If you're sure, then get over here and take my shoes off." As his younger cousin, he would usually just boss me around but this command got me hard. When I got to the couch I knelt in front of him and began to untie his shoe laces. When I removed his left shoe, I got a whiff of his feet and thought this must be heaven. His feet stank like sweat and rubber shoes but it wasn't overpowering. I made a show of cringing though and he laughed and told me that he'd warned me. I then removed his right shoe and got the same whiff. When I held his feet in my hands I saw the imprint of his sole and toes on the sock and I git so horny that all I wanted to do was take a deep inhale of his feet. Then I asked him "would you like me to take off your socks too?". He thought for a moment and said "Just leave my socks on." I didn't like this idea because I wanted to feel his feet so I told him "you won't be able to feel the massage with your socks on". Then he told me something that made me even more horny, "My feet are dirty 'cause at one point it was so hot we played with our shoes and socks off." "I don't mind," I told him. He looked at me for a bit and said, cautiously, "If you're sure then go ahead." When I removed his socks I saw what he meant. His soles were dirty but not too dirty. So I took his right foot in my hands and began to rub it. He let out a soft sigh and said "that feels good." So for about 15 minutes I knelt at his feet and rubbed them. Then I noticed that his eyes were closed and he was snoring softly. I shook his foot to see if he woke up but he didn't. Then I tentatively pressed the tip of my tongue against his sole while looking at his face but received no reaction. As I thought this was my one chance to carry out my fantasy, I licked his sole from the heel up. Then I popped his big toe into my mouth and began to suck. It was big for mu 10 year old mouth but felt so good that I couldn't stop. I tried putting his other big toe in my mouth and could just barely fit both when I heard him ask "what the fuck are you doing?" I then looked up and saw him with eyes wide and mouth hanging open as he stared down at me with his big toes barely in my mouth. He didn't give me time to answer when he pulled both feet away from me and began to scold me harshly. "What you were doing was sick and gross," he told me. I must have looked on the verge of tears when he told me to sit beside him. I did but when I sat beside him I sniffled. His eyes became softer but he was still scolding me by telling me what I did was wrong and to never do it again without his permission. That was when I asked him. "Can I play with your feet?" "What?" He looked at me incredulously. "You told me to ask permission so I'm asking now." He looked at me then looked away and I knew he was thinking. After a while he looked at me and told me very seriously that "I'll let you play with my feet but you have to promise me you WILL NOT tell anyone, understand?" "Yes sir." With that I knelt, and began to suck his big toe. He looked at me for awhile while I sucked his toes when he asked me "remember when I told you my feet were dirty?" "Yeah" I replied. "Do you want to lick my feet?" Then I said yes when he told me "Lick the dirt off." With no hesitation I began to lick the dirtier parts of his soles until they were clean. When I was done he examined his feet and made an impressed hum. "You're a good foot licker," he told me. "Thank you sir". I could not stop calling him sir. Then he turned to me and gave me a sly grin and gave me a proposition. "Here's the deal. Now that you're licking my feet, I want to set up some rules. Rule 1, You are my bitch and whatever I ask of you you have to do it. Rule 2, no matter how dirty my feet are you will lick them clean and if they do not meet up to my standards then you will be punished by me feet. And Rule 3, you will service any friends I bring with me understand?" I looked at him while he told me the conditions of us continuing our foot sessions and when he was done I told him "yes," with no hesitation. After that he smirked at me and told me to take my clothes off. I guess I didn't take them off fast enough because once my briefs were off he lightly stroked my balls and asked me if I wanted to be kicked. I told him no when I felt him press firmly on my balls. Then he removed his foot, got up and walked out of the house. I don't know what he was up to so I sat down. When he came back in, he sat on the couch and showed me his feet that were covered in dirt and grass. "If you want to please me, lick the dirt off slut." "Yes sir." This continued until the summer ended. Throughout the summer, I have not only licked his feet but those of his other teammates who enjoyed having their feet licked. I have also experienced, on an act of generosity by my master who was in a good mood, of being fucked by his feet (sometimes still dirty) on more than one occasion. Now though, we don't do that anymore. He has a fiance now but when we talk he remarks fondly on those days and says that none of the women he's been with lick his feet the way I did.