Will set his satchel down on one of the tables, eyeing his students with a concerned look. "Guys, we share this room with the Cheerios, you can't go smelling it up with your socks." He said as he stepped towards the cluster of young men. He was wearing tan dress boots that clicked against the floor as he walked. When he saw what was being pinned under a heap of boy feet his eyebrows raised.
"He's feeling down because of the break-up, Mr Schue, and he's so horny." Said Sam. "You remember what it's like to be our age and suddenly single. It's the least we can do for one of our star players."
Mr Schue sighed, and shook his head, and for a moment Blaine was filled with hope. "I guess I can allow it. My feet could use a good massage, anyway." He said, pulling off his boots to reveal massive, manly feet covered in sheer socks.
He took three loping steps towards his shrunken student, lifted his huge foot, and smothered Blaine's face beneath his toes.
Will Schuester's sweat was salty and stale. His socks scratched Blaine's chest and face. Meanwhile, Joe's big toe was ravaging his tiny cock and to make it all worse he could hear the dreadlocked giant chuckling at how small and hard it was.
"Joe! Relax. You're gonna snap the little thing off." Said Will. A moment later, the feet had all moved away and Will Schuester's broad hand was closing in on Blaine. "If we're going to give our little man stimulation, we need to do it the right way." Before Blaine knew it his teacher was holding him firmly in hand, parting his tiny legs and...
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