Antonio

Well this story is actually about 85% true. I have a friend named Antonio. He’s a bronze skinned latin male and , like myself, very well built. We are both 25 yrs old and really into fitness. He’s got blackbelts in the brazilian martial art Capoeira, and Jujitsu and I have ones in Taekwondo and Jeet Koon Do and we both have bachelor’s degrees in kinesiology, imagine that. So you can see why we hit it off so well. And, just being honest here, if I do say so myself, we are both strikingly good looking,(sometimes that can be a curse, but that’s another story) we are both professional models, thats actually how we met ,working for the same agency, so we compliment each other well. We actually met about 3 years ago, we had both just graduated and started working for this agency. We both got picked for a particular modeling campaign, started working together, and have been close ever since. I considered myself a straight male, although I can’t say being with a guy never crossed my mind. I noticed some tendencies when I reached 18 years old. I found myself attracted to good looking men and women. I actually had a few girlfriends and my attraction to men sort of freaked me out, so I resisted and never acted on it. Antonio, however, was openly bi-sexual, which never bothered me at all. After we had known each other for a couple of years he expressed that he was very attracted to me. I would have thought that would have freaked me out, but it actually kinda turned me on. He also understood my reservations and said he would respect that because he valued our friendship more. Than turned me on all the more. I didn’t let him know that, but I think he knew. He was very much a friend, was patient and waited, although I did noticed he stopped dating and come to think about it so did I. We just kinda started hangin out and spending all our time with each other. Our sexual relationship started as kind of a bet. By this time we were close and comfortable with one another and knew what turns each other on and each others vices. He was into feet and had a major fetish, I kinda did too for that matter. I was extremely ticklish and got easily aroused by it, and the most ticklish part of my body…you guessed it…my feet. He would always say for a guy I had amazingly sexy feet and he would massage them and play with them, I didn’t protest cuz I was secretly loving it, but he knew. One day we had been drinking and both got pretty buzzed and made a bet and whoever won would get to do whatever he wanted to the loser. Well I lost and the punishment was stripped, tied and tickled..I know he’d been wanting to do that to me for a while.