Skywalker's boots.

Syn had idealized Anakin since he was a youngling and could never have even dreamed that one day they would have been assigned as roommates.
he and master Skywalker shared a 5x5 compartment with a small bathroom attached, though Syn practically lived there alone since Anakin was always away on a mission or training padawan Tano.
when Anakin did come back to the shared living space, normally all he had the energy to do was remove his boots and flop down on the bed, falling asleep almost right away.

It was not the Jedi way to feel things such as lust or attachment, for the most part Syn held this ideal close to his heart, with one exception; Anakin, more specifically his boots.

Syn found himself unable to take his eyes off Anakin's boots whenever they were together, though Anakin seem didn't notice as, despite being roommate's, he and Syn only really saw each other at the start and end of each day.

on one particular night as Anakin flopped down for sleep, Syn's resolve weakened and he silently made his way to Anakin's large boots. he picked one up and stopped, unsure of what to do with what he had obtained, then, as is by instinct he brought the boot up to his nose and inhaled deeply.

Syn didn't understand why but the smell of master Skywalker's boot made him feel...hungry, it reminded him of the salty sea air on Mon calamari but far, far stronger and more cutting than that. A part of him was disgusted but another was electrified by the strong odour of Anakin's boot and Syn thought to himself: 'I wonder if the source of the smell is not more satisfying...' he looked at Anakin's sleeping form on top of the thin sheets used as covers, and then brought his gaze down to rest on the masters large bare feet.

Syn got to his knees and crawled to the edge of the bed, he brought his face up close to Anakin's foot and inhaled.

'WOW!!!' Syn thought, the scent was amazing, so salty, so pungent, yet so...intoxicating.

Syn didn't know what he was doing and before he could stop himself he stretched his tongue out and brought it into contact with Anakin's wide sole. The taste was just...perfect, it was like a combination of salt and cheese but so pleasant and warm that Syn couldn't help wanting more. he gave a few more licks before starting to suck on Anakin's big beefy toe, then the other five, before Syn could marvel at the amount of the gunky substance between the masters toes, he stopped himself.

Syn prided himself on being a strict follower of the Jedi code and couldn't continue to...violate one of his fellow Jedi like this. he stood up and crawled into his own bed, slightly disappointed, and fell asleep surprisingly quickly.

Anakin smiled and plotted his next encounter with Syn.

END


I hope whoever reads this enjoys my first story.
please feel free to request a sequel or, even better your own story.
I specialize on video games and general cartoons (not anime, sorry) and am happy to take requests free of charge. (I love to write so will often take on the request) I can write about OC or real life people as well.
please email me with details on the story you'd like and if I choose to write it up I will inform you by email. it normally takes just a few days to complete a story, though please note I do not write long stories and 10'000 words is about my limit (unless you give me something really interesting to write)
I only write about male x male foot worship romantic encounters. but if you'd like a non romantic or explicit story I will be
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