Matthew grins as you ask. Your bulge was so prominent now that it didn't really matter what you did - there was no way of backing out of this or explaining it away. Matthew, a guy of few words, simply smirked at you as he gently pulled his feet back. He plopped them on the tiled floor of the poolside and stood himself up with a grunt. He stood next to you now, reaching his full height, and you were amazed at just how awe-inspiring his body really was. Nice abs, nice pecs, huge feet and the sexiest grin you'd ever seen. Even though his feet didn't smell much, his sheer talent with them lent itself to this sort of thing.

"Okay - on one condition" he says, lifting his tanned bare foot off the ground and dangling it teasingly over your chest, "I can stand anywhere I like..." his eyes began to wander, locking onto your fairly impressive bulge - "Anywhere". You lifted your head, following Matthew's gaze down to your aching cock. You couldn't help but feel a bit apprehensive about this - Matthew wasn't fat, but he certainly wasn't light - all that muscle added up. And having that squashing down on your cock? Didn't seem like it'd be all that healthy... though the hypothetical thought of it certainly made your cock jump a bit, rubbing against the tight, moist fabric of your swimwear. You shivered a little, and in a moment of pure sexual lust, you nodded your head in agreement. Matthew let out a quick laugh, before lowing his massive, meaty foot onto your chest. "Oh you're so gonna regret that" he said, as he lifted his other foot off of the floor, placing all his weight onto the foot on your chest.

You felt your chest cavity compress, and start to protest. The air was pushed out of your lungs as Matthew extended his arms, trying to keep his balance. As his centre of gravity shifted all over, your lungs were pushed even further into your body. You let out a sudden cough, as your face began to redden. Luckily, before you passed out, he got his balance sorted and lowered his other foot onto your stomach. instantly you felt the contents of your stomach smashed down inside you. You felt ill, and began to gasp for air as the sadistic bastard gently rocked from foot to foot, varying the pressure on your chest and stomach. You raise your head, staring down at your own body, watching as the massive feet played with your body. Suddenly, without any warning, Matthew turned his body to face your lower regions. His feet soon followed - the bare skin of his feet twisting the equally bear skin of your stomach and chest as he turned. You yelped out in pain, but Matthew could care less. He lifted up the foot on your chest and moved down, placing alongside his other foot on your stomach. You felt yourself start to heave as the second foot compressed the remaining parts of your stomach and guts. You were feeling physically ill as the pressure continued to build in your abdomen.

"Man, I've never done this with a guy's permission before..." Matthew mused as he lifted his right foot and held it aloft over your extremely obvious bulge. "I mean, I've stomped a few guys in the locker rooms for fun, but nobodies ever actually WANTED me to leave a footprint on their cock..." Even though you couldn't see his face, you could hear the sense of child-like wonder in Matthew's voice. he would enjoy this, for his own mischievous and inquisitive reasons. He lowered the tanned, meaty foot as unbearably slowly as he could. You could only watch, half in horror and half in curiosity, as the sole of his foot made contact with the head of your throbbing cock. You spasmed as best you could with a foot stood right on your stomach, and Matthew noticed. He laughed, and stopped lowering his foot briefly. He rubbed it back and forth across the top of your dick - tormenting the head of your penis by letting his warm, surprisingly huge foot rub along the tip of your speedo-clad dick. The sensation sent shivers up and down your spine - especially when he dragged his foot back so far that you could feel his toes rubbing along the glands of your penis. "Well" he began, clenching his toes and by extension rubbing the tip of your cock as he did so "now that I know you love it this much..." he slowly pressed down with his foot, your cock straining under the weight of it, but still jumping as the warm foot grazed the tip of your now overly-sensitive cock, "I guess I can practice a few things on you..."