Birthday (bxb warning)

Massage

"Happy birthday man," Phoenix's best friend and biggest crush, Adam, said as he entered the house of his own best friend and crush.

"Now, to make you think twice, since you always say you want no more than to spend time together, that's what's happening. This time you get nothing." Phoenix didn't care. He just wanted to spend time with Adam, and his bare summer feet. Phoenix had a foot fetish, and was obsessed with Adam's feet, although he had never gotten the chance to touch them. That was one of his birthday wishes- to have a reason to play with the adorable 16-year-old's feet, and was completely unaware that the boy wanted the same of him. The other was for the boy to feel the same as Phoenix did about him.

"I don't care about gifts. I've told you. I just like spending time with you." "And I love spending time with you." Phoenix led Adam to the couch on which they cuddled for a while.

"Well, I am hungry. Do you want anything?" Phoenix asks as he stands. "I'm fine..." Adam stares as the beautiful young man walks away.

Phoenix returns quickly with a bowl of popcorn. He places it on the table and sits at the very end of the couch. After many minutes, around fifteen or twenty, of self-preparation, Phoenix found the courage to rest his feet on Adam's lap. He hoped Adam would do something, anything to his feet to give him an excuse to return the favour. As Phoenix had hoped, Adam shyly began to massage his socked feet. It felt heavenly to Phoenix, and Adam was happy he finally had the opportunity to touch the beautiful boy's adorable size 6 feet.

Adam continued massaging without thinking too deeply, until he reached his best friend's toes. As he gently rubs the toes of his crush, Phoenix started to giggle quietly. Adam knew Phoenix was physically sensitive, but could he quite possibly be ticklish?

Adam gave a quick stroke to the sole of Phoenix's left foot. Phoenix clasped a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing. His feet were extremely ticklish, and gentle touches like that alone were enough to drive him mad. Though, he loved to be tickled. He reflexively fanned his toes wide. Adam continued to give brief, 'accidental' strokes between short periods of massage. After a couple of minutes, Adam's index fingernail brushed against Phoenix's big toe. That was the last straw. Phoenix let out a loud giggle. Adam froze in place. Through a chuckle, Phoenix told him, "I didn't say stop, Adam."