Friday nights of senior year were usually reserved for date night for Zack Morris and his girlfriend, Kelly as well as for A.C. Slater and Jessie Spano but with the biggest history test of the year on Monday, it was going to be a weekend full of studying. However, the gang’s teacher had a rule that if you already had an A in the class you could exempt the final exam, a sweet offer Kelly and Jessie had the pleasure of taking. Unfortunately Zack and Slater hadn’t quite reached the same mark with a D and C respectively and after a suggestion from the girls, the frenemies were together at Zack’s house trying to absorb as much as they could that Friday night before Monday rolled around.

The king of Bayside sat on his bed with his legs stretched out in front of him, still sporting the jeans, green button down, and white tube socks he’d worn that day while Slater sat in a bean bag chair beside the bed in a red tank top, jeans, and sneakers. “Ugh! I’ve been reading the same page for 30 minutes; why do I even have to know about this stuff?” Slater complained as he closed the book. “You sure you weren’t just staring at the table of contents? I know that’s probably dense reading for jocks” Zack quipped with his usual smirk that accompanied his zingers. “Maybe I should just drop out and go into body building” Slater fantasized as he flexed his arms to admire his muscles. “Or you could be the next Marky Mark; all you’d have to do is start dropping your pants in public” Zack suggested.

“Jessie’s got her own Marky Mark right here” Slater pointed out with a flash of his tight stomach. “Kelly loves him. I even bought a few pairs of Calvin Klein underwear just for her” “…yeah I heard she does some stuff you like too” Slater answered with a grin as he reopened the book. “What are you talking about?” Zack questioned as he halfway closed the book with a look of sudden curiosity. “Nothing…I just never thought you’d be into that” Slater casually answered without looking back up, knowing it would only drive him crazier. “You mean like how you only wear the cologne Jessie buys you??” Zack added as if to beat him to whatever punch was coming. “No, I mean you liking Kelly’s feet” Slater answered with a sharp smile toward Zack as he started to short circuit with embarrassment.

“…who told you that?!” Zack demanded to know as he slammed the book closed and his face grew red, obviously rattled by the answer. “Jessie told Kelly about how she likes to give me massages after wrestling matches and Kelly told her that you like to suck on her toes and stuff haha” Slater admitted as Zack’s usual cool simmered into a frazzled need to protect his image, especially in front of Slater. “…Jessie must’ve misunderstood. Kelly wouldn’t say that” “So you’re calling my girlfriend a liar?” “I’m just saying there must’ve been a misunderstanding” Zack desperately tried to explain away while Slater relished in watching him squirm a little. “I mean if that’s what you like and she’s cool with it, have at it, man” Slater added with a laugh at his reaction. “You and Jessie don’t do anything…out of the ordinary??” Zack challenged like he was hoping to find a common ground. “So you are into feet! I knew it!” Slater answered as Zack’s eyes grew wide and panic covered his handsome face.

“That doesn’t leave this room! I’m serious!!” Zack quickly made clear but Slater was still laughing at the confirmation. “Ok ok…don’t have a heart attack” the 18 yr. old meat head answered but Zack still wasn’t sure, hating the idea of Slater having something over him. Not that it was that big of a bombshell but to two high school boys it was just juicy enough. “I’m gonna get back to studying” Zack settled as he relaxed back in his previous position, eager to have his nose back in the history book. Slater seemed to have let it go too, with his attention on the book for a few minutes until he started shoving off his sneakers and his dirty socked feet were propped up on the side of the bed. “What are you doing?” Zack asked. “I’m just getting more comfortable” Slater answered while his toes wiggled in the fresh air, pulling his buddy’s gaze before diverting it back to the book.

“…so do you just suck toes or is there more to it?” Slater asked a few minutes later. “Jesus! I thought we dropped this!” “I’m just curious…I mean you could at least show me how you do it” Slater answered as he looked back toward Zack with a playful grin. “What!? No way…you’re crazy” Zack tried to brush off. “Come on, preppy I can’t read about ancient Greece anymore…and it’d be a shame if somebody let your little secret slip in the locker room” Slater added as Zack’s face tightened. “You wouldn’t” “It’s hard to say for sure, especially when my feet are so tired” Slater answered as one of his meaty feet rubbed against the other. “Alright! Alright I’ll do it” Zack reluctantly gave in to appease the wrestler as he moved over to the side of the bed in front of the socked feet.

Slater watched with a quiet giddiness like when Zack lost one of their bets as his study buddy picked up the right foot, not hiding his almost exaggerated grimace. “Just give me the full treatment” Slater instructed while relaxing his arms behind his head. “I can’t believe I’m doing this” Zack admitted as he leaned in, stuck his tongue out, and licked up the length of his foot as quick as he could. “No no no, you’ve gotta do better than that” “Ugh, fine” Zack obliged with an eye roll before his tongue met the cotton sole again and started slowly licking from the bottom of his heel and along his high arch until finishing off at his toes. “That’s more like it” Slater smiled before Zack licked along the row of toes, getting a taste of what’d been baking in the sneakers all day.

“Come on, really get in there” Slater coached as Zack let out an annoyed sigh, knowing it was this or the whole school finding out his secret. The teenage troublemaker took hold of the heel and toes with both hands for better control and started licking back and forth across the savory arch with forced enthusiasm until that part of the sock was damp. Zack then wrapped his lips around the edge of the balls, massaging with his mouth and slurping on the sweat soaked sock until he moved up to the toes without breaking at all. He slipped half of the entire row in his mouth before sucking and running his tongue along them as Slater shifted in the bean bag, surprised by how much effort Zack was actually putting in. The Bayside heartthrob moved onto the rest of the toes with the same devoted technique before his tongue winded down the side of Slater’s foot and slipped off the heel like he’d just cleaned off his plate at dinner. “There, you happy?” Zack asked as he let the foot go. “I’m impressed, preppy…that wasn’t half bad” Slater admitted with another smirk, getting off on making Zack worship him. “Great, now I’m gonna go brush my teeth” Zack added as he started off the bed. “Woah! That wasn’t the whole thing was it? I know you guys don’t do it with the socks on” Slater pointed out, pulling Zack back to the same position with the same annoyed attitude.

“Make sure to get both feet this time” Slater added as Zack picked up the same foot and peeled off the white sock, revealing his tan bare foot and supple pink sole. “Damn, that’s nice…it’s been a long day” A.C. commented while flexing his juicy toes in the air. “I think my day just got longer” Zack answered before cradling the heel in one hand and diving back in with a long lick up the tender sole. “Oh yeah, that’s it” Slater praised before Zack’s talented tongue lathered the warm sole again, this time from one side of his foot to the other back and forth. The teenage tough guy smiled with satisfaction as Zack serviced his foot but realized it actually felt pretty good. Their friendship was a competitive one with a rivalrous nature so seeing Zack in such a submissive position, at his feet no less, was truly fantastic.

After a few more minutes Zack picked up the other one and tugged the sock off to expose another equally flawless foot, knowing Slater was watching his every move with that devious smirk. He picked up the foot and this time started at the toes, slipping the smaller three in his mouth before letting his lips and tongue go to work. “It feels like the craziest massage ever” Slater laughed to avoid admitting how incredible Zack was at it, now realizing why Kelly didn’t mind catering to her boyfriend’s interests. The suburban stud didn’t respond, too focused on his performance to satisfy Slater, wiggling his tongue along the velvet undersides of each toe while massaging them with his lips. Once they were fully glazed Zack moved onto the rest of the row, this time taking just the big toe past his lips before slowly sucking up and down, looking up to see Slater melt a little in the bean bag. He could tell Slater was getting into it.

After another minute or so Zack let his tongue start sliding around the big toe, slithering and recoiling over and over just slow enough to keep Slater wanting another lick. It was around this point things really started to shift; the blackmail foot worship was taking on a different life. Slater had stopped giving orders and had become unusually silent, his chiseled body surging with mounting pleasure the longer Zack kept going. Zack had thought his affinity for feet was limited to women, having only experimented with Kelly’s but after nearly ten minutes he was giving himself to Slater’s like something had come over him, surprisingly entranced by the handsome feet.

“Give me this one too” Zack soon added as he got off the bed and onto his knees, bringing both feet up closer and practically burying his face into the savory soles, taking Slater by surprise. “Oh man…wow haha” Slater let out with a smile like he had to catch his breath but Zack wasn’t slowing down. His usually perfectly combed hair began to fall a little as he lathered the left foot, lapping up the soft sole until reaching the toes and sucking on each one like a buffet just for him. Slater’s mouth couldn’t help but fall open a little watching Zack indulge, his appetite almost intensifying as he moved onto the right foot. His mouth wrapped around the edge near the heel and started slurping up the side and licking back down the middle of his smooth sole, repeating the same thing on the other side as Slater’s pants grew tighter and tighter. His initial plan of just toying with Zack had evolved into something else entirely for both of them.

Zack shifted his position a little and Slater surprised him this time, taking hold of the left foot and ripping the sock off. “What are you doing?” “Don’t worry about it” Slater answered with his usual macho attitude before licking along Zack’s fresh pink sole, gliding along his tongue like butter. The first taste fueled Slater’s horny adrenaline and he went back for more, taking hold with both hands and running up the entire foot while Zack indulged in both of Slater’s tangy soles. The second lick only revved him up more as he went after Zack’s lush toes, wiggling his tongue between them one at a time. Zack couldn’t help but let out a few giggles with the wily tongue in his toes and of course that caught Slater’s attention, returning with even more enthusiasm until the blonde was really laughing and reaching up to try and stop him. “Ticklish, preppy?” Slater teased with another flashy smile between licks before letting up and grabbing Zack’s other foot.

Slater ditched the sock and embraced the silky sole with ravenous aggression, licking along the rich balls and arch like he couldn’t get enough. Zack’s feet were just as nice as Slater’s but paler and wider, giving the wrestler even more to enjoy and tease. After a few more minutes Zack was on his back with both of Slater’s feet on his face, running his tongue up and down the hypnotic soles and breathing in the unique flavor of Bayside’s premiere athlete while Slater rested against the wall, sucking and slurping on Zack’s heavenly toes until both boys were throbbing in their jeans. The unspoken heat seemed to intensify with every passing minute, both of them gushing and lusting over the other’s amazing feet with no clear end in sight until there was a knock at the door.

“Zack, are you busy?” “Shit! It’s my dad!” Zack exclaimed as they retracted with sudden panic and tried to look natural when his dad entered the room. “Hey, dad, what’s up?” Zack asked. “I was just checking on you…are you guys studying on the floor?” “…oh, no Slater was just showing me a wrestling move down here. We were taking a break” Zack quickly excused. “Yeah! It’s a new move coach taught us today at practice” Slater chimed in, happy to see Zack was still a talented bullshitter. “Oh ok. Well, goodnight. Don’t stay up too late” “Goodnight” Zack answered with a smile until his dad shut the door behind him. “Oh my God…that was close” Zack admitted as he sat on his bed and let out a sigh of relief. “Don’t tell me the great Zack Morris is sweating over his pops” Slater teased from the floor with a quick tickle along his foot hanging over the side.

“HeAheY! Cut it out” Zack pulled back with a skittish grin. “What are you gonna do about it?” Slater challenged before grabbing the same ankle and wrapping his arm around it before unleashing on the gorgeous foot. “AAHoAHNooNNnOahOAHOAHAAohAHaSsttOOoPP! SSlLAAatteRR!!” Zack exploded while trying to pry him off. “Oh man, you’re REALLY ticklish!” Slater announced with sadistic glee as he scribbled all over Zack’s tasty sole. “AAhOAhoaHaGgEETtoOoOFFf!!” Zack desperately tried to convince as he thrashed on his bed but Slater loved every minute, getting a competitive high from dominating the mouthy blonde. “AHoAHohAoOkoOKKHOahoHOAHAiiIGGiIiVVEeE AoAHAJjUuSSTttSSTtOoHAOOPP!” Zack reluctantly submitted and Slater finally let him go.

Zack pulled his legs out of reach and Slater relaxed against the other end, crossing his legs on the bed with cocky satisfaction. “I hope you fail that test on Monday” Zack added with a bruised ego as Slater relished in the sweet victory. “If I’m failing, you’re failing” Slater assured but Zack wasn’t even really thinking about the big test after all that. “So about earlier…we should probably keep that between us. I’m not even sure what happened” Zack suggested with a hand through his bouncy hair, confused about what to make of the whole thing. “You tell anyone I licked your feet, I’ll kick your butt for real and it’ll be way worse than a little tickling” Slater answered, more sober now and concerned about his tough guy reputation. “You can’t tell anyone how ticklish I am either” Zack added. “No promises” Slater answered with a smirk and Zack ran a few quick fingers up the unsuspecting foot next to him, getting a giggly yelp from the alpha jock followed by a look of death. “Don’t even think about it” “No promises.”