【Sample】『Close friend』【English-translated gay foot fetish novel】 (Pixiv Fanbox)

"Cheers.” It was two o'clock on a Saturday afternoon. I made a toast to Tomoharu with a can of beer in my hand and poured it into my mouth with gusto. "After all, beer after work is delicious!" "Drinking in the middle of the day is a luxury." "Daisuke may have had the day off, but I had to work." Tomoharu, still in his work clothes from the night shift, said to me with a big smile on his face. We've both gotten older, but Tomoharu's smile is the same as it ever was. I was a little embarrassed to see his face, but I drank a beer as if to cover it up. "Is Goro out today?” This is Tomoharu's house. Normally Goro, Tomoharu's son, would be there, but I couldn't find him. ”Goro has a baseball game today, so he's at school.” "Club activities. That brings back memories.” Tomoharu and I had been friends since junior high school. Tomoharu and I met in the baseball club. And Chiaki... ”It's already been 10 years since Chiaki died.” "Such a long time has passed...” Tomoharu muttered with a slightly sad look on his face. Chiaki was the manager of the baseball team in junior high school. Tomoharu fell in love with that Chiaki, and she fell in love with him. And he often asked me about it. The two of them started dating upon graduation from junior high school. Then, while still in high school, Chiaki became pregnant. Tomoharu did not go on to college, but got a job and got married. At the time, they had fights with Tomoharu's parents and Chiaki's parents. I heard that they reconciled after their grandson Goro was born. And Chiaki had died in an accident when Goro was very young... From that point on, Tomoharu raised Goro by himself. Goro had grown up to be a very good boy. Recently, Goro has become more and more like Tomoharu when he was a student. ”You've gotten old too.” ”Hahaha! But you haven't changed a bit, have you? You're not going to get married yet?” "Yes. I've already given up." My heart ached a little when Tomoharu said that. "You've always been popular, but yet you've always played with me." "I was worried about you, you know." ”You helped me a lot by giving me advice.” ”I didn't do anything.” ”No, I'm glad you're here.” "What?” I was puzzled by the unexpected reply. ”Don't say anything embarrassing.” ”That's the truth.” "Hey, you're already drunk.” I sipped my beer again. ”Don't be embarrassed.” ”I'm not embarrassed!” ”Hahaha, you really haven't changed.” Tomoharu also drank the remaining beer from the can in one gulp. As a friend, I was happy to hear Tomoharu's words. But I like Tomoharu not as a friend, but as an object of love. Ever since junior high school... I've been watching Tomoharu for a long time, and I've come to realize that his words mean nothing more than that. Tomoharu still loves Chiaki and will always cherish the memories. That's why Tomoharu said that he had no intention of marrying anyone anymore. Maybe he's waiting until Goro grows up. But the most important reason is that Tomoharu still loves Chiaki. So it was sad to hear Tomoharu's words today. ”You've aged in appearance, but your way of thinking hasn't changed.” "Don't tell me what I care about.” ”I'm just kidding. You're still very cool.” Tomoharu, with his stubble and childlike smile, was still the same cool guy. Tomoharu had always been a big man, but his chest plate had grown even thicker as he worked out. Now, in his work clothes after work, he was the most attractive man I had ever seen. ”That's right. I bet all the mothers of Goro's friends would fall in love with me.” "Don't be silly. "Hahaha! When I saw Tomoharu laughing with gusto,I was convinced again that I liked him. After that, we continued to drink beer while talking about the past and our current jobs. And by the time the sun had set, we were both completely drunk. "........." "Hey." "Hmm? ...... Oh... sorry." Tomoharu always had a habit of falling asleep when he was drunk. Tomoharu never wakes up for at least an hour after he falls asleep. He would be even sleepier because he was drinking at the end of work. "If you're sleepy, get some sleep.” "Yeah...sorry, I'm going to sleep a little.You can watch TV while I'm sleeping.” ”OK.” Tomoharu lay down on the couch and fell completely asleep. "zzz..zzz.." I looked at his sleeping face as he slept comfortably. I saw his feet on the armrest of the sofa. I was so excited when I saw it. Tomoharu's thick thighs and shins. And his feet were so big that they covered my face. Tomoharu was wearing white socks. His big socks were very dirty from all the work he had been doing. I couldn't take my eyes off the soles of his feet. I wanted to put my face close to the sole and sniff it. This desire was growing inside me. I liked the smell of feet. But it wasn't that I liked feet to begin with. It was because of an incident that I became excited about feet. It was back when Tomoharu and I were still in the baseball club. After the club activities were over, I stayed in the club room by myself until the end. When I looked into the room to leave, I noticed a baseball socks on the bench. The socks were stained with dirt and sweat, and Tomoharu's name was written on them. Tomoharu's feet were known to be smelly even within the baseball team. I had never smelled it before. "It made me nauseous." That's what my friend who had smelled it said. That's how smelly Tomoharu's feet were. He was so concerned about the smell of his feet that he would change his socks for new ones after practice. He took off his socks and left them on the bench. "Ahhh...” I grabbed the socks to deliver them to Tomoharu. The socks were damp with Tomoharu's sweat. If it was someone else's sock, it would be discomfort, but this was Tomoharu's sock. For some reason, Tomoharu's stinky socks looked very sexy to me. I unfolded the sock and observed it. The socks he had been wearing until just now. They were dirty socks soaked with sweat from club activities. I unconsciously brought the sock up to my nose and then I smelled the socks. The smell of Tomoharu's stinky feet flowed into my nose. The smell was so bad that I threw the sock away. His socks smelled so bad, steamed up by sweaty feet. I should have hated those smelly socks, but I wanted to smell them again. I picked up the socks I had thrown away earlier and then I sniffed the stingiest part of my toe. The smell of Tomoharu's stinky feet flowed into my nose again. It stinks. I don't want to smell it anymore. I should have thought so, but I couldn't stop sniffing. The smell... It's too stinky... But this is the smell of Tomoharu's feet... Tomoharu's smell... I was sexually aroused by the smell of his feet. My cock had become erect. I continued to smell his smelly socks, and stroked my own erect cock. This was more exciting and pleasurable than any masturbation I had ever done. I put one of Tomoharu's socks over my cock and rubbed it. The feeling of the sock steaming and damp felt good. I sniffed the stinky sock and rubbed my cock with the stinky sock and then I ejaculated straight into his socks. It was an amazing feeling of excitement and pleasure. That was the beginning of my love affair with feet. The stinky smell of feet became a sexually attractive smell. After that, I smelled Tomoharu's feet every chance I got. Tomoharu's shoes in the shoe box. Tomoharu's socks that he took off when he came to my house to play. Tomoharu's socks that he took off when he changed into his uniform at school. I used to secretly sniff them. But when Tomoharu got married, it became impossible for me to do so. And now. Tomoharu's feet, which I had always wanted to sniff, were right in front of me. Tomoharu is sleeping with his stinky feet sticking out. "Tomoharu!" I call out his name, but he doesn't seem to wake up. I don't think I'll get another chance like this. I move towards Tomoharu's feets. I was very excited to see his big feet. This is the end of the sample.