Two guys fight over The Fox's feet.

My nickname has always been The Fox. It's because I'm curious, small and thin, eyes that are fox-like in appearance, and of course, exotic and different. I'm young, 23 to be exact, but I can't drive and don't have a license, so my older friend drives me everywhere. I also have another older friend. Both are in there 60's and both have a huge foot fetish for my feet, one of them I live with. My other older friend I don't live with, and the one doesn't know about him. So one day I'm in his car, the one I was secretly with. My young barefeet in his lap sitting right on his dick giving him a raging boner. He was so hard I could feel it throbbing and flexing under my feet. He takes me to my house to drop me off. I just relax as we sit in his car though because the other guy wasn't home yet, my feet sitting on his dash with my toes against his windshield leaving two sweaty prints right where my toes were. Finally I hear a car screech up behind us. It was my other friend. He looked very angry. He looks at me then orders me to go sit in his car while he 'takes care of this.' I did what he said and that's when it got scary and awkward. Soon, I hear both of them yelling and arguing about me and who gets my feet. I interrupt to try and calm them down and he yells "Be quiet Fox! The adults are handling this!" I did what I was told, and suddenly it gets quiet and at first it sounded as if they came to an agreement. Then the agreeing started sounding kinda angry but I just thought nothing of it. My older friend that I live with comes back to the car. He sternly yet quietly orders me to get out. "Fox, get out of my car, please. I'm going to make you watch a little something. Here's why you can't be sneaking around with other people." I was hesitant to get out knowing what was going to happen. My heart started racing. "Now!" "Ok, but can't I stay in the car?" I said. "Fuck no! I don't want you or those feet of yours getting hurt.." I groaned as I got out of his car. "I'm walking home." I said. "Oh FUCK no you are NOT! You are going to watch!" I walked about 10 feet away, sat on the ground with my legs out, the bottoms of my young barefeet exposed and showing. Finally the two cars back up and park so they facing each other. They move even closer so their bumpers gently touch making a small "ploomp" sound. Then they both start driving in making a slowly crumpling cracking noise. One of them backs up violently, peels out and slams in the other car peeling off it's bumper as it backs away. The other car does the same thing. Loud rubbing sounds were heard as the two cars trying getting on top of each other. The air is filled with loud crunching noises, loud thumping and banging, loud squealing tires, glass breaking and loud grinding and rubbing. Pieces of bumper, rubber and plastic rained down by my barefeet. It contiued for about 30 minutes. Finally my older friend that I live with backs up all the way and with the other car just sitting there, he peels out and rams the other guys car super hard peeling out so bad and not letting off the gas that both of the tires blew making a loud whistling screamy noise as the air spills out. He backs away. Gets out and tells me, "That's why I don't want you sneaking around anymore, Fox. Those feet of yours are mine only." "I just giggled innocently. The other car drove off aggressively with the front bumper dragging, two flat tires, and the back bumper catching on a rock and being pulled off. I never saw the guy again. I felt bad. But I went in the house with my older friend, apologized to him, stuck my feet on his lap. My pink soles blackened from stepping on all the spots where they peeled out, tire rubber all over my feet. "Let's wash those feet Fox." He takes me to sink as I leave black footprints wherever I walked. He puts my feet the sink, rubbing my soles. I kept accidently pulling them away and laughing because it tickled. This gave him a boner. Now that my feet were cleaned, I put on my black vans without socks, and went outside to pick up the car parts and bumpers from where the cars battled. It was hot and feet were getting extremely sweaty. I walked in side to meet my older friend who already was at the door. He layed down by my feet and I took off my shoes right in front of his face. A giant bulge started to grow in his pants. We then went to sit on the couch together. My feet really stunk and were very sweaty. I gave him a slow footjob. My feet rubbing on his giant boner back and forth. It started flexing up and down. Then I put my foot in his face then put both on his boner. Covering it with my feet. Finally I hear him moaning loudly and almost painfully then I feel my feet get covered in warm slime. Cum was everywhere. He just kept cumming and cumming while his dick sputtered and flexed uncontrollably. I guess my feet really do belong to him only.