He arched and flexed the tan foot in his hands and then pushed them up and under the muscular calf, applying careful pressure as he went.

“Okay, I may be an asshole but I’m not completely selfish.” The one on the left opened one eye and winked. “Give me your foot. It’s a mutual reward.”

The one on the right felt like his shaking insides would betray him as he lifted his foot into the hands of his friend.

Rough hands.

Rough hands handling him gently.

“Are you kidding me? Have you ever walked a day in your life? Your feet are like… really soft.” The one on the left guffawed and then started laughing. “So what do we call this?”

The one on the right looked up cautiously. “What do we call what?

“This. What’s happening here.”

“Um… I think it’s called a foot massage.”

“You know what I mean. You okay with it?”

“Yeah. Are you?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

The men who were feeling more and more like boys handled each other’s feet for the next few minutes in silence, each lost in his own thoughts.

And questions.

And hopes.

And fears.

“You know….” The one on the left started and then stopped, lifting his friend’s leg gently to massage his calf.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“Seriously, what? I need to know what you’re thinking.”

“I don’t think I can talk about it,” the one on the left said as he rested his friend’s leg across his lap and let the foot fall on his chest, where he could get a more convenient grip.

Suddenly the one on the right didn’t need to hear what his friend was thinking. He already knew. It was obvious. He could feel it pressed against the back of his leg. Without a word he looked at his friend. And his friend looked back at him.

The avocado tree creaked against the house and shadows danced in the corners of the room. The one on the left had taken a chance. He hoped his friend would understand and accept it for exactly what it was.

No more.

And no less.

The one on the right pressed his leg down into the evidence of his friend’s arousal just to be sure. Now was no time to make a mistake. He took the left foot of his friend and placed it casually between his legs as he took the right foot up in his hands.

The one on the left wrapped his arms around the leg of the other and pressed his hips up against him. He pushed his left foot gently into his buddy’s crotch and felt him straining against the mesh basketball shorts. He stroked the bottom of his foot up and down along the length of his friend’s shaft, surprising himself at how much he was enjoying this kinky session.