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The Roommate Agreement

For Rhajaro

By Draconicon

It was a hard job being the homework wotter in the dorm, but someone had to do it, and it sure as hell weren't going to be the meatheads that Rhajaro had as roommates. He shook his head as he looked at the papers spread out in front of him, grumbling as he ticked some of the essays with red pen and adjusted the numbers of other assignments with a pencil. Every single one of them - Dain, Jaiden, Colyn, Cameron, and Sebastian - all made mistakes. While Sebastian and Cameron were the worst, they all would be failing if it wasn't for the effort he put into fixing up their papers.

And then where would we be? he thought with a chuckle. All those scholarships wouldn't mean a thing if I wasn't busting my butt. Hard-working wotter should get a better deal than this.

The hybrid shook his head, pushing some of the bigger assignments off to the side before lowering his head to the desk. A soft whimper slipped past his lips as he took a few deep breaths, letting his eyes close for a moment or two to let them rest. The editing marks remained behind, burned into his eyes after so long.

"Gaaaaaah. I'm stressing out."

"Heh, you're always stressing out, wotty. You know what fixes that, don't ya?"

Rhajaro groaned at the voice, knowing exactly who it was. Dain must have gotten back from football practice early, and if the blue dragon was already here...

He slowly turned in his chair, remaining bent forward in a cartoonish caricature of himself as he looked over the couches towards the dorm door. Standing in the doorframe was a tall blue dragon, beating him out in height by a good foot at least, and still in his protective gear from practice. His jersey was stained in sweat, and Rhajaro already knew who would be cleaning that thing up.

The dragon tossed his helmet onto the ground before kicking the door shut, cleated shoes tromping cross the floor. He had just a few seconds before the blue dragon was on him, pulling his chair back from the desk and rolling it across the ground. He got dumped out of it, thrown to the floor a second or two later, and before he could get up, Dain planted those huge stomping shoes right in front of his face.

Oh, geez, he thought with a blush, staring at the strained white shoes. They were already stretched, rather huge compared to the feet of some of the other football players. The seams along the side keeping the top of the shoe attached to the bottom were ragged, some small holes already showing. He remembered that Dain had gone through three pairs of these in the year already, and he could see why. The dragon's feet were just too big for the shoes that he wore, yet the blue dragon never bothered to get the next size up.

The wiggling toe tip of the shoe didn't help it, either, as he could see each clench and curl through the tight fabric. Despite himself, Rhajaro's cock was already pushing free, rubbing against the front of his pants as he watched those dancing bulges in the dragon's shoes.

"Heh, told ya it'd relax ya, nerd."

"Nnngh. Geek. Please."

"Heh, whatever. Tell me ya didn't get rock hard the second you got down there."

"..."

"Knew it."

The dragon flipped him with a shove of the shoe, and the wolf-otter groaned as he was exposed, his bulge pushing forward so far in his pants that it nearly pushed his waistband forward at the same time. His cheeks burned as Dain laughed over him, the blue dragon shaking his head before grabbing his usual couch spot.

Before he could get up, the shoes came down right on his chest. The heels, thankfully, rather than the spikes along the underside. He groaned at the sheer weight of the massive feet and shoes, the big blue digging them into his chest. Even pushing at them the best he could, the wotter could only shift their position a bit, and pushing them off completely just wasn't an option.

"Heh, 'fess up, nerd. You've been dreaming of these things since I went off to practice."

"Come on, just because we made a deal -"

"We doing this again, wotty? Ya ever gonna stop pretending here?"

Not when it's so fun to be pushed into it, he thought as he looked at the big white shoes. They were massive, and he'd guess that the strain on them would cause those feet to pop out again sometime in the next two weeks. He just hoped that he was around to see it.

Click.

The dorm door opened, and another familiar laugh filled the air. Rhajaro groaned under his breath, shaking his head as a fox in tight shorts and a tighter shirt walked over, black socks in gray shoes standing right by his head.

"So, Rhaj, already pinned and hard, huh?"

"Hello, Jaiden."

"Hello yourself. And my feet want to say hello, too."

The fox's toes lifted up in the front of his shoes, almost looking like a crowd doing the wave as the bulge rolled from one shoe to another and then back again. He groaned, his cock bouncing and dancing slightly at the sight of the fox's toes almost pushing through. They were such big toes, he remembered, and so...so flexible.

Of course, having the soccer player leap onto the couch and put those shoes down on his chest didn't help. Rhajaro groaned, the pressure now resting on his chest and his belly, the fox's long but more slender shoes - except at the toe end - digging in.

He might have been able to wriggle out from under one pair of feet, but two? There was no way a wotter could slip out of that, particularly when they were such monstrous pairs. But, then again, the biggest pairs had yet to arrive.

Click.

Another person, and this time he could turn his head to see them. The longest pair of feet yet, and perhaps the slimmest as well, though they were certainly wide enough for his tastes, stepped through the door. They were followed by a brown-furred rat, just bulky enough around the shoulders to be rather intimidating, but with the species' trademark leanness everywhere else. Except the biceps, he supposed. Colyn was quite good at keeping up his pitching muscles.

"Hey, I see we already got the geek pinned. Room for another pair of feet on the little foot lover, or am I too late?"

"Get over here, big guy. We're just warming him up until everyone gets back from practice."

It was humiliating being the group foot mat, but considering how hard he was, the wotter knew that there was no use protesting. Particularly as the next pair of shoes came down on him, the longest feet of the group bumping the second longest, fox and rat shoes nudging each other back and forth in a stupid game that quickly became more and more involved, coming near to kicking each other several times. He grunted every time that the heels came back down on his chest, almost knocking the air out of him and making him shiver.

The dragon got involved from time to time, too, those big shoes getting closer and closer to ripping at all times. The bottoms of the shoes would tangle with each other, almost becoming a tug of war, except pushing instead of tugging, to see who had the stronger legs. Dain won, of course. The dragon had to have strong legs for what he did, though the rat didn't do too badly for himself in any of the competitions. He did lose, though, even against the fox's feet.

The whole time, he watched and throbbed, his cock getting harder by the second as he watched those feet play with each other. They were so huge, each one individually big enough to grind his face into the carpet, and probably big enough to hide his cock beneath them. Well, no, there was no probably there. He'd felt each and every one of them hide his cock beneath their soles at some point or another.

Just as he was feeling his cock getting ready to cum, right on the edge of spurting into his pants, the door clicked again. He groaned, but in a good way, happy that more of the dormmates were coming back.

It was the last two, a rugby-playing horse by the name of Cameron, and a rather big and bouncy polar bear named Sebastian. Seb, for short, as most of them called him. The pair of them stepped in, the widest feet and the overall largest feet both stomping down beside his head and sinking into the floor a bit. They were both large, athletic shoes, big enough to pound his head into dust if either of them ever felt like it, and he groaned at the now-familiar dancing toes that were teasing him.

"Looks like the foot slut's already ready."

"Heh, man of few words, Seb? Come on, let's give this guy what he wants. The nerd's been working on our papers all week. We can give the guy some fun."

"Yeah. His deal, though. Good for us, don't get why he likes it."

The polar bear sat down first, and for the first time, the sudden plopping of feet on his body knocked the air out of his lungs. He whoofed softly as it was knocked free, his eyes rolling back at the sheer size of those feet. Just one of them was wide enough to cover half of his thighs, and the other was nearly enough to keep him covered from crotch to knee.

The horse, Cameron, chuckled, putting one shoe on the wotter's neck and the other down by his waist, almost nudging at his dick, but not quite. The wotter shivered underneath all of them, his eyes going a bit wide, his cock throbbing harder than it had in some time.

It didn't help that, with all of them there, the smell of their musky feet was starting to fill the air. Even with the cut-grass smell that always came off of the bottom of sports shoes, he could make out the smell that came from the five athletes. Each one was a bit different, with Dain perhaps being the most neutral, and Seb being the saltiest of the group, but all of them could be identified by scent alone.

They ground their shoes against him a few times, pricking him with the cleats along the bottom more than once, before Dain cleared his throat.

"Alright, guys. Let's see how long it takes for the foot wott to love his mind."

They did it all at once, shoes coming off and thrown over their shoulders into a pile on the other side of the room, and he had a perfect view of everything as he looked at their socked feet. Wide feet, slim feet, normal feet, all of them bigger than the average feet by far. He could be smothered by one or all, and he almost wanted to beg them to cover him completely in feet, to smother him in their slimy, sweaty smell and leave him in a blissed out state. They'd done that once before, when he had to prove how much he loved their feet, and it hadn't happened since. According to them, it took him five hours to come out of the foot trance, and they weren't going to do that while there was still homework to be done.

But that didn't mean he couldn't admire those soles. Their socks were slimed up, wet along the bottom and around the toes. He could see every little detail as the cotton and silk socks clung to their soles, and could feel the slippery sweat slime on the inside when they started pressing their feet down against his body. He shivered, pressing his body back up, feeling the squelching suction as some of that started pressing into his fur, the smell coming through and marking him.

His shirt was soon soaked with the imprints of feet on them, with toes and sole marks left behind in the chest and over his belly. His jeans felt like he'd been wading through scum and slime, considering how hard Seb was pressing down on him, and the sock on his neck was making him moan, pressing up and grinding himself against it, so very tempted to reach down with his teeth and start pulling the sock off.

But...they were the ones treating him. He had to wait. He had to be a good wotter.

They continued the torment for a bit, even going so far as to push a socked toe down into his pants and almost nudging his dick before pulling back, before they were willing to actually give him anything else. It was Jaiden who spoke up first, the fox's thick toes curling in the socks as he spoke.

"Alright. Move over, guys. I wanna see just how eager this nerd is for my toes."

There was a shifting on the couch, everyone else moving around to give the fox room to do what he wanted. Rhajaro was all too eager to indulge, moving his head and grinding it up against the socked foot of the fox, grinding his nose against the sweaty underside and feeling it leave a bit of a layer behind. Jaiden chuckled.

"Open up and bite the toes, then, nerd. Pull the sock off."

He was more than happy to indulge. He grabbed at the toes, feeling them slipping along his lips before his teeth got a good grip, and he slowly dragged his head back, feeling the sock resist him the whole time. The fabric stretched out, the silk sock almost ripping twice before he got a better grip on it and pulled it properly. It made a slurping sound as it came off of the fox's heel, and as he spat the sock out to the side, the beautiful foot was revealed. A few soft pads along the ball of the foot, and further back towards the heel, it was mostly humanoid in shape. The toes were huge, though, each one bigger than two of his, and one pressed against his lips.

"Gonna suck my slimy toes clean, wotty?"

"Mmmph."

He nodded slowly, pulling it into his mouth and slurping along it with abandon. The sudden taste of sweat, the musky scent filling his nose and the pressure of the toe along his tongue made him shiver. His cock jumped in his pants, oozing into his underwear, and other socked pairs of feet started to nudge it back and forth, pushing him along towards greater and greater heights of pleasure. He wanted more, needed more, and he started to bob his head back and forth along that toe. In and out, popping it out of his mouth and licking around it, between the crevices, before dragging it back into his mouth.

Mmmph...fuck...

Whimpering like the doggy half of him would, the wotter pulled back, dragging his tongue into the space between the toes. Stringy sweat slime was left behind there, and it lingered on his tongue like a set of strings, almost clinging too tight for him to swallow away when he pulled his tongue back. The scent of foot musk clung to his face even more, making it impossible to think of anything but feet as he dragged his muzzle along the top of the toes, sucking on each one before pulling down to the next, licking the spaces between the toes clean with happy abandon.

It wasn't until he felt a pair of flexible feet gripping at his pants that he realized that the others wanted to tempt him, too, and he gasped as his pants were yanked away. The room filled with chuckles as Jaiden pulled his feet away, and they were looking down at his cock.

"Looks like the nerd's enjoying it as much as ever."

"Bet ya that one of these days, he's gonna cum hands free from all this."

"Foot free, too. He's dripping more than the girls at the bars."

"Bet you that he's gonna blow that way tonight, once he licks my feet."

"Get on with it. Bored here."

"Okay, Seb, why don't you put your big ol' feet in his face, then."

The polar bear. He was usually the last, just because it was so intense, but tonight, he wanted it. He wanted it so badly that he stuck out his tongue and made his face into a doormat, crawling down towards the end of the couch to present his face and his tongue to the wrestler.

Seb looked down at him, shaking his head with a slight smirk on his face. He knew that the bear was probably the straightest of all of them, more doing this for the chance to get his homework done than out of any real appreciation for what the foot-licking wotter would do, but he knew that the wrestler also had a serious love for humiliating people, for being the strongest in the room and the one with the most power over someone else. As those big paws lifted up, wider than anybody else's, he shivered as he was put under them, almost guaranteed that Seb had a boner from putting him down like this.

He dragged his head up and down, having to rotate his neck as far as it would go to give those paws the licking that they deserved. Up and down, up and down along those soles, that long, sweaty, slimy pad soaking his face. It pushed down on his cheek, shoving his head to the side, and when it pulled up, green-yellow slime strings pulled back, connecting his face with the polar bear's sole. There was no escaping the scent and the slime, and it rubbed over his face, soaking his fur and matting it down.

The toes were not so big as Jaiden's, and he could suck on them with ease, two or three at a time. The polar bear worked them into his mouth, thrusting them in and out, and the wotter's cock bounced and dripped in the process.

"Hehehe...Nerd...Foot fucker..."

He blushed at that, but didn't stop sucking, licking the toes clean and then working his way back down the sole. It was almost a shame to get rid of all that slime, all that mucous, but at the same time, it was too amazing to leave alone. He needed it, craved it, wanted it all the time. He needed it ground against his face, rubbed into his fur. He wanted to smell like them, to show off how much of a foot-loving wotter that he was.

They were happy to give it to him. All the others were rubbing their feet on his body, from slippery-scaled Dain to big-footed Cameron, all the way down to long-soled Colin. The rat's toes were rubbing between his own, rubbing and squeezing every now and then, like someone that was holding hands with another, except the rat would occasionally hold feet with him. The strings of slime that were left between his toes as a result were always appreciated, making a squelching sound and sensation every time that he curled his toes together.

They kept teasing him, Seb shifting feet a few minutes in, as Colyn chuckled.

"Looks like we could get him to be a little more...interested. I wonder if he might like something like this."

Like what, he wondered, just as he felt one of the rat's long, slender toes actually sliding under him and against his pucker. The wotter's eyes went wide as he thought about the implications, of what might happen down there, and he tried to sit up -

"Ah ah."

Only for Dain's big blue foot to shove him back to the ground, his face pinned on one side by a scaly dragon sole and on the other by a large, rather eager bear. There was no hiding the fact that Seb was getting more into it, now, though the bear hadn't pulled out his dick for some fun yet. The others had, but he hadn't.

Dain looked down at him, grinding his foot up and down as Colyn's feet were nudging down there, one pinning his tail in place while the other circled its toes around the wotter's rim. It was a tease, a powerful one, making his cock slowly twitch upwards, dripping pre onto his belly. He whimpered, slowly shaking his head, not sure if he could go with that just yet.

But the dragon only smirked at him.

"You want feet all the time, wotty? Let's see how you take it back there. Go on, Colyn. Give him what he wants."

And just like that, for the first time, he had a pair of toes wiggling their way under his tail, into his backdoor, and making him gasp at the way that they wriggled inside of him. He could see the leg pushed down between his, feel the heel against his tail, but he could only imagine what it looked like to have those slender rat toes working their way into his ass. He felt them drumming on his prostate, making his cock throb and bounce all the harder, the slime lube along the toes more than enough to keep them from hurting as they slipped back and forth, toe-fucking him.

Dain's blue-scaled foot dragged down his chest, toes curling over one of his nipples for a moment before heading down even further. He blushed as he felt them working down over his belly, almost tickling around his belly button, before going down even further. The toes nudged against his cock, almost kicking it upright, before finding themselves wrapping around the base of his shaft.

"So, foot nerd. You got all our papers ready for next week?"

"Mmmph...mmmph..."

"Alright, Seb, give him a bit of air."

The polar bear grunted, pulling the long, flat foot back, and the wotter gasped for air. It wasn't clean air, but it was better than the slime that was pressed over his face for so long. The wotter shivered, his ass clenching down on the toes inside, almost pushing them back out, or pulling them back in. He wasn't sure at this point. It was hard to think, hard to talk.

He groaned as the question was repeated, trying to think about how much work he'd already done. He thought so, but...

"One...one report left...for...for Jaiden. Needs doing, will be done...tonight."

"Heh, then I guess you earned your reward. What do you guys think?"

"Mmm, I think he's getting a good one, but I can give him more," Jaiden commented.

"I'm happy with continuing what I'm doing," Colyn added, twisting his toes just enough to make the wotter arch his back.

"Heh, he hasn't gotten a good face-full of my feet yet, and I want to make sure he gets that tonight. Let's give him all he wants."

"Hmmph. Whatever."

It was enough for Dain, it seemed. The dragon nodded around the circle of foot doms, and suddenly, those feet shifted, or at least, their owners did. He was moved so that he laid between the couches in a different way, and suddenly, Dain's foot was right on top of his cock. The slimy sole pressed down, squashing his cock against his belly, and the wotter moaned out loud, arching his back and grinding his cock against the bottom of that foot.

Right from the start, he knew that it wasn't big enough to reach the toes. Dain's heel pressed down against the base of his cock, and the shaft barely reached far enough to come to the middle of the arch. Maybe slightly past that, but not by much. He was so close to just being dwarfed beneath the big, scaly sole, and it ground down against him in return, pressing firmly against his cock and trapping it in place.

"Hehehe, I always love this little foot massager," the dragon said, dragging his foot along the shaft a few times, drawing more and more moans from the wotter in the process. "He's so stuff, makes for the perfect little foot rubber."

"Not to mention all the lotion, heh," Cameron added. "Wonder who he's gonna spurt for first? Hope I get the first dose."

He had no idea which one would get it this time, particularly as Dain pulled his foot back and one of the others started grinding him. Jaiden, he was sure. Big toes rubbed down to his cock head, followed by softer pads as the foot pushed itself along his whole length, milking his tip along the full length of that huge foot. Then back down the other way, heel grinding against his head all the way down to the toes, sliding his dripping shaft along the full length without the slightest hesitation.

Colyn next, the rat pulling his toes free of the wotter's hole to not give himself an unfair advantage, only to slide those long soles along the top of his cock, rubbing down to the underside, pressing it down and keeping his cock trapped in place. One foot, then the other, rubbed against him giving him stimulation from all sides for a few seconds before pulling back, almost pushing him over the edge but not quite.

Cameron's foot, big, russet in color, and almost as big as Seb's as it came down and ground on him, milking him, massaging his cock, making him spurt pre into the stallion's toes and against the arch as he moaned. The wotter's eyes were rolling back again, his mind going somewhere else as he was smothered in feet.

A sudden stomp on his cock as Seb took his turn, trampling it just on the edge of it being too hard and too rough. He couldn't think, couldn't pull his head together, couldn't do anything but let his cock throb and beg for more. He grunted under his breath, arching his back, thrusting into the air from the sheer amazing feeling of being covered and cock stomped, trying to form words.

But no, they kept passing his cock around, grinding, rubbing, milking, squeezing, stomping, nudging, pushing it around and making it their little foot toy, just like he was. Some of them got splatters of pre - Cameron, frequently, though Colyn came second with that - and he whimpered and moaned as they talked to themselves above him, saying who was going to get the first burst of lotion, and why. Dain kept talking about how his feet were the smoothest, and Jaiden thought that his big toes would get him the win. Colyn was fairly confident about his long feet, and the fact that he could nudge and massage that cock best from above. Cameron just kept quiet, letting his flatter feet do the talking, while Seb just stomped his confidence into the whole mix.

Rhajaro just laid there, his hands clenching into the ground as his body shook again and again. He felt like he was on a hair trigger just waiting to release, his entire body shivering and trembling, everything feeling weak except for his dick. It begged to be released, just waiting for that bit of stimulation that would do the trick between the constant teases. The feet kept changing, from Dain to Jaiden to Colyn to Cameron to Seb, from dragon to fox to rat to horse to polar bear. All of them were so good, all so very different, all so close to milking him out on those massive feet -

"NNNGH!"

He finally came as Cameron's foot came down on his cock, his cock head trapped between meaty toes and against a soft, giving sole, almost like it was swallowing his cock up as it pressed down and constantly rubbed him, trapping his cock between his belly and that huge foot. He humped upwards, lightly, weakly grinding against it as he went, his breath coming in hard gasps and slow shivers.

Finally, he slumped back down, and the horse lifted up his foot, the rugby player smirking slightly as he offered it to the wotter afterwards.

"Massage it in, nerd. I want that stuff worked in deep so I don't get any calluses."

"Yeah...yeah..."

He had to have his hands pulled up to that foot, his thumbs working the 'lotion' in as he always did. It didn't take very long, but it was just one more reminder of how big those feet were, how powerful they were, how they just...owned him.

Rhajaro still remembered the day that they'd made the deal, how quickly he'd given himself away when he saw how huge the feet of his dormmates were. They didn't want to work, he didn't want to have to go out on dates to find the things he wanted. They covered all the chores but laundry, he did all the work, and then...

Well, this.

"Alright, Cam," Dain said. "You got the first one. Let's see how long it takes to get another one out. Time for the speed rounds."

The otter yelped as his cock was suddenly clasped tight between the dragon's feet, pulled upwards like a pole rather than allowed to hang down the way that it had been. The dragon held his cock completely still for a moment, toes wiggling along the shaft and drumming out a little beat as Jaiden pulled out his cell phone, pulling it over to the timer.

"Alright, you ready?"

"For my lotion? Heh, you bet I am. I need that stuff to keep these feet ready for the field, you know that."

Mmmph...I wonder if it helps or -

"On your mark, get set, go!"

The dragon's feet started milking him right away, bouncing up and down in a quick footjob. Unlike before, all the other feet were pulled away, kept out of view as he got his dick worked. Rhajaro moaned; it was more than enough, and he doubted that Dain would be waiting long for his 'lotion' on this speed round.

Speed rounds for all of them, then the teasing, and then...nnngh...

He was going to be a wotter puddle by the end of this, just like always.

The End