Working the mines 24/7, we only had a 18 hour break per mont..

Working the mines 24/7, we only had a 18 hour break per month when we were allowed to return to the surface. Usually we only get a daily hour break to bathe, as we ate and slept in the mines. The demand for kryptonium was exceptionally high after it had been discovered a decade ago as being sufficient for rocket fuel, so of course when the wages for being a miner sky rocketed (amidst a failing economy) people all rushed in to be able to call themselves a miner and completely sell an enormous chunk of their time. I was excited for this relaxation session, as I had been paired with a new partner, Toma, after my old one had been relocated. Toma was fair skinned, his eyes were like wide almonds with a deep chestnut color. His lips were plump and full, with a reddish hint as if it were a flower. His hair was a dark golden color, but he kept it short, in a buzzcut. His face was chiseled and his voice was comforting. He was tall like a mountain, standing at 6'8. A monster! Despite his height, Toma still had a frail physique, unaccustomed to the physical demand of manual labor. It was his first week, he would tire quickly and be out of breathe, always asking me for some of my water. I didn't mind, I had gotten used to this life so I could spare some. Toma was still a newcomer, and as he is my partner now, I have to keep him hydrated and safe to reach peak performance so we can reach our daily quotas. When I told him about how lucky he was as our monthly break was in a week, he looked at me as if I were an angel blessing him with a miracle. He came in for a hug, almost crushing me against his chest. He was so sweaty and covered in dust, yet I felt so glad to be embraced by him. His skin was so soft, I don't think he even had any body hair, though if it were by genetics or by his intervention I had yet to determine.

I should probably mention that kryptonium has some effects on a limited amount of people who are exposed to it for quite some time, namely, it causes an increased libido for same sex desires. There are a myriad of other effects still being revealed as well, but in my case, it made me desire to get on all fours and wait for a throbbing cock to fuck my tight ass. When my old partner found out, he thought I was pathetic for craving to be emasculated like that but when I offered him the opportunity to release his heavy load in me, well you can guess what happened. He started to use me as his fuck toy, drilling my ass while we were supposed to be sleeping and filling my mouth with nut during lunch, but he would never kiss me. I would work for days with his cum stuck in my ass, it slowly dripping out of me when I exert myself during work hours, and then letting him refill me up with cum during our downtime. Thankfully we worked in the dark and everybody was usually soaked in sweat, so nobody could see how drenched I was from my partner's cum staining my overalls. I loved being his whore, and I think he loved me being a whore. Eventually, I found out he had a wife, she had come over for a sudden vacation when our machinery went down and we couldn't work for a week. I think being out of the mines during that time made him realize that he too was affected by the ore we mined. He transferred to a different department a couple days later, one where he came less in contact with the ore. The guilt of his infidelity was probably eating him up and the sudden confusion of whether it was actually him that desired my tight asshole or was it the ore's affects on him. But back to my new partner, Toma.

Our monthly break was now, and he asked me to lead him to the showers. Since we are a worksite that hired people from around the globe, there were a lot of accommodations to our base. One large circular building, gray concrete walls, with the entire roof being a window pan so as to let natural sunlight in, sectioned off into 4 different categories: Roman-Greek, Japanese, Tropical, Middle Eastern. Toma wanted to try the Japanese bathhouse, so I took him. We soaked in the refreshing cherry blossom scented water for an hour, just talking about the future of our industry and wondering how much the world has changed since Interstellar Spaceflight was now every countries primary goal. I was laying on the water, as if I were a star in the night sky, with only my hand towel covering my cock. I closed my eyes, but every once in a while I would open my eyes and see Toma staring at my lower body and then quickly turn away when he noticed I caught him. I wondered, is this him or is he being affected? We went back to our lockers, changed into some clean clothes, I wore a grey thong and shirt, he just wore sweatpants. Toma hadn't gotten his own assigned room in the surface so I invited him to stay with me as I had enough room for at least 2.

I sat on the carpet, next to the large window in my room and he pulled a chair from the opposite side of the room, sitting on it backwards and resting his chin against his hands.
"You have pretty feet," he suddenly says.
"Thank you" I responded as the morning sun had finally hit my window, gently warming my freshly cleaned skin.
"How do you keep them that soft working in the mines?" he asked
"I'm not really sure, I think it's just genetics?" I reply, interested by his curiosity with my feet.
"By the way, you should know that sometimes kryptonium has certain side effects with people, so don't mind sharing with me if you feel different sometimes, the ore can be very strong initially for some and take longer to cause effects for others," I added.
He paused, as if he were ruminating on what to say. Then he asks
"Has it affected you?"
"Yes, in a specific way" I say.
"How" with his gaze showing his interest peaked.
"Well, don't judge me, but, and I'm gonna be so serious right now so don't laugh, but I get really horny now and I don't know why, but I also get this sudden desire to just get on all fours and get fucked in the ass but a huge guy. My last partner fit that description and well it led to us having some very intimate moments. Although, he denied experiencing effects from the ore, I think his horniness spiked up too and since I was the closest hole available and was willing, well he used me as a cum-dump." I reply.
"What about you, have you experience a shift?" I quickly turn the matter over to him.
"Yeah. Like you, I think I'm getting hornier too. But not to be fucked in the ass. Lately, I'm kind of craving somebody to put their pretty feet all over my face and just let me worship them." he replies while looking up at the ceiling as if he cluelessly admitted to his deepest desire.
I started to feel my dick getting firm, maybe we could both satisfy our new needs. So I raise my foot up and start wiggling my toes.
"Like my pretty feet?" I jokingly but also seriously asked.
"Yes. Like yours," he said smiling and with a slight chuckle.
"So then come here and worship them."
He gets up from the chair, walks in front of me and sits on his knees, he grabs both my feet and pulls them closer to his face, making me slide onto my back. I'm shocked a bit, he did that with no struggle, as if I weighed like some feather being effortlessly moved by the wind. I can feel my dick throbbing more. Toma sniffs both of my feet, with his nose starting at the bottom of my soles and traveling up to my toes. I imagined he would probably like that more if he could do that after a long day in the mines, with my feet all warm and sweaty. He continues by kissing them, moaning as he presses his lips against my soles. I push them against his face now, making sure he could feel some weight to these pretty feet he wishes to worship. Usually, I wanted to be the submissive one, doing degrading things like worshiping somebody's feet, but switching roles and now being the one worshiped, almost made me get even harder than when I was a submissive faggot. Here I have this monster of a man, sniffing and kissing my feet.
"Lick them" I sternly tell him.
He immediately starts to swirl his tongue across my toes, his eyes are shut and he keeps moaning in delight. He separates my feet, beginning to lick the bottom sole of my right foot and slowly zig-zag his way up, drenching my foot in his saliva. When he reached my toes, he put all of them in his mouth, his tongue tickling each individual toe. He took them out and continued the same process with my left foot. He takes his cock out now and starts stroking it.
"Stop. Only I can touch it" I command him. He stops stroking, continuing to seek pleasure from having my feet in his mouth. I wiggle my toes, flex my foot, massage them all across his face. I can see how much pleasure he gets from this, his cock jumps with each taste. The kryptonium has definitely affected him. I quickly pull my feet away. He chases after them so I command him again.
"Stay right there. Don't move."
I move my feet down to his chest, feeling his soft skin rub against my soft soles, it felt pretty good. I flick his nipples with my toe, covering him in his own spit as it still drenched my feet. I slowly make way down his cock, pressing my feet against his balls. They're so big and they feel hot. I'm loving the power I have over him. He start to jack his dick off, encapsulating his thick meaty cock against both of my soles, and slowly start to pull forwards and back.
"Spit on them."
He spits down on both my feet and his dick, so much saliva coming from his mouth. What a slut, I thought. My feet are now gliding across his cock, almost as if his spit was lube, and I can see how hard this gets him. He keeps throbbing as I jerk him off with my feet. I wanna make him cum. I want it all over me, I want to be covered in his cum and have him lick it off of me. I start picking up the pace, jerking him off faster and faster. I can feel him reaching his climax, he's moaning more and his balls are pushing up. I hear him groan and he shoots his milk across my body, some of it lands on my thong, some of it on my chest, and some of it lands on my face. I feel it drip down from my nose onto my top lip, I lick it and savor the taste. I can definitely have fun with him. He opens his eyes as if woken up from a trance.
"Oh shit....fuck! I'm, I'm sorry" he worriedly stutters, trying to wipe his nut off my face
"Don't apologize." I sternly reply, giving him an accepting wink.
"Lick it off of me instead," I smiled as I spoke.
He smiles back. His face reaches closer to mine, licking the remaining cum off my lips. His tongue travels to my right cheek, then up to my eyelash. Cleaning wherever his nut landed. Then he travels down to my chest, licking it off my shirt and then pulling my shirt up to get the cum that seeped through the cotton and wet my skin. He travels further down, reaching my thong. Again, he licks it off the fabric, but his warm tongue excited my dick, I just can't help but jump. He notice it and starts licking all over my thong, even areas that weren't nutted on. I let out a slight moan, he picks up my leg putting it over his shoulder as he lays stomach flat on the floor. I look down at him, his eyes still closed, I decide to do the same. He pulls the thong to the side, now licking at my skin, he takes all of me inside of my mouth and does the same trick of swirling his tongue around me. I feel my toes curl as he licks around my head, it sends a shocking sensation around my body, causing my to moan out loud in pleasure. He starts to live faster, while also starting to massage my balls and hole, as if now he were milking me. I feel myself reaching my climax and instead of prolonging it, I give in. My balls push up into my body, thus setting loose the chain reaction that lets my shoot my load in his warm mouth as he graciously receives it. I open my eyes and see his face over mine, he reaches in for a kiss, letting the mixture of his spit and my nut into my mouth. I gladly receive him, finally finding a partner for my tongue to dance with. We continue like that for a couple of minutes before I pull back, noticing how sweaty we are.
"We should probably go back into the bathhouse" I say with laughter
"We definitely should" He responds with a glee in his eyes.