Tannim and Donamer: Boot Shopping
by tannim
May 08, 2017

	"You're taking me boot shopping to help you choose a new pair and you expect me to be on my best behavior?" Donamer bit his lip for a few seconds, thinking of it. "That's cruel, Draggy."

	"Well, it was going to be a surprise, but then you tricked me into giving it away by asking what we were here for." Tannim poked his friend's chest lightly. "YOU'RE the cruel one for spoiling it!"

	They ignored the random shoppers in the store around them.  There weren't many, since it was a dedicated footwear store, but there were a dozen or so wandering with vague hope of finding something that caught their interest.  Tannim and Donamer headed to the boot section.

	The blue dragon watched his friend sit and tug at his old worn boots. "What are you looking for, exactly?"

	"Something like these.  Relatively tall, durable, work-boot style boots.  Comfortable, fairly thick interior.  NOT EVEN ONE HOOK! If you even touch a boot with hooks I will not let you help me try them on.  I hate those damn hooks."

	Shivering at the idea of not being allowed down by Tannim's feet, Donamer backed away and turned to look. "Ok, no hooks.  Got it." His eyes roamed the first entire row while he walked along it and felt uneasy. "Uh... My, aren't there a lot of boots with hooks.  Actually, I don't see a single one so far WITHOUT hooks.  Somebody must like them."

	"Yes, it's surprisingly hard to find a decent pair of boots without those annoying things.  They cut into laces and take a long time to lace up when the laces invariably slip out of them.  Then they get bent in and have to be bent out.  I imagine they eventually break off, but I never managed to wear a pair with them long enough before throwing them away in annoyance." The green dragon pulled his left boot off and dropped it. "There, that's better.  Tied them a tad tight.  Eyelets, those are what you are looking for.  The nice metal surrounded holes."

	"Yeah... eyelets." Don had his own eyes on the other dragon's foot hidden in its sock for a few seconds before turning to look for more. "Hey, here's a brown one that looks ok.  Oh.  Only goes up to size ten.  Hmmm... oh, a black one.  Goes up to size fourteen even.  Only it's the short boots that you don't think are tall enough." 

	"I think you're seeing the problem.  I hate shopping for boots.  Never easy to find what I want."

	Donamer passed the whole first side of the aisle and moved on to the other, then grabbed one. "Here's one! No hooks, tall enough, NOT cowboy boots, AND your size!"

	"How much?"

	"Ah, well over your price range." The blue dragon hesitated. "Would you like to try them on anyway? Just for fun, of course."

	"Just for fun, I'll try them on." Tannim lifted both legs and feet up as his friend darted over and knelt next to them after he said it. "Since you insist."

	Catching the right leg by the ankle, Don set it fondly on his shoulder.  Tannim set the other down and let the foot loving dragon get the first boot ready.  There was no hurry for either of them.  The visit was a gift to Donamer and he was going to take full advantage of it.

	He nuzzled into the surprisingly thin sock around the other dragon's ankle and leaned back to slide his cheek along the rest as it slid off him.  The boot and his hands were ready to catch it when it slid too far and he pushed it into the neck, having to slip his fingers in around the heel and heel spur to guide them into the specialized hole or them in the back.

	"The brown looks pretty good on you, Draggy." Donamer rubbed at Tannim's heel spur, the only part of his foot not hidden by the sock, and smiled. "I'm not sure I like them, though.  I'll have to see you walk around in them first."

	"Should I walk around now, then?"

	"Nope! No good doing it with only one! You need to have the other one on first."

	Tannim just shook his head in amusement.  His blue friend rubbed his fingers over his left sole and took several seconds just rubbing along it.  After it was lifted up to Don's muzzle to sniff over, Tannim coughed to get his attention.  When Donamer looked up, he nodded subtly to the left.  Another customer was watching them.

	"Ah.  Fine..." Donamer pulled away and reluctantly worked it into the other boot. "How's that?"

	A quick stand and walk around and Tannim sat back down. "Comfortable, but not $150 comfortable."

	"Yeah, I think a darker brown, reddish, or black will fit you better." Checking to see that the other customer wasn't watching anymore, Donamer pulled the boots off  and gave both heel spurs a kiss.  His pants were tight in the groin. "I'll just go and give a quick look..."

	The second pair were just as expensive, but he insisted on trying those on just the same.  They were vetoed just as the first, though Donamer did enjoy helping put them on and off.  He rubbed over both feet more than needed and his pants stayed quite tight doing it.  A third pair were a little cheaper.  A fourth was half the price of the first.

	"Hey, these are almost in your price range!" He held them up. "None of the bad parts, though the rubber on the soles is kind of odd textured.  Think they'll do?"

	Tannim shrugged. "Only one way to find out.  Slip them on!"

	On they went, with more groping over them, and Donamer lifted them up onto his lap. "I like the tread."

	"Can I help you, sirs?"

	They both turned to see one of the seldom seen salesmen in his blue and yellow store clothes standing next to them.  With an unamused and vaguely unfriendly expression, the salamander had his arms crossed.  His posture didn't look angry, but his face did.

	Tannim shook his head. "No, we're nearly done.  You really need more boots without hooks.  It's a pain finding them."

	The salamander shook his head. "Many people like hooks in their boots, sir.  Many people like privacy when they are trying things on, as well.  If you would like to continue trying them on, perhaps you would be more comfortable in the special needs customers booth near the rest room.  Less people see things that they don't understand there.  Just don't get anything on the merchandise and you'll be fine."

	Donamer carefully sat his friend's booted feet down. "Nothing on the merchandise? What could get on them by trying them on?" He stood, grabbed Tannim's, wrist, and pulled his friend up to the indicated area. "Come on, Draggy, we need to try these on better!"

	The other dragon didn't resist and the salamander's cold face broke into a smile as he called after them. "Let me know if you need help!"

	A bored looking old mink looked up as they walked past on the way in, but he looked back down at the book he was reading after giving them a look over.  His posture suggested he was completely uninterested in them, but after a second or two longer he pressed a button and the door to the private booth opened.  They went in, the door shut behind them.

	Inside, the private booth was quite private.  There was just a light, a lock on the door, a couple different styles of seats, and no cameras visible.  Tannim sat down in a recliner with a cylindrical section of the base missing with a body length cushion along the floor under it.

	The green dragon stamped his booted feet down on the floor twice without activating the foot rest. "So how should we try these on better?"

	Donamer looked around at first, but the stamping drew his gaze. "I'm not sure.  What's wrong with that seat?"

	"Nothing.  Why?"

	"It has a very odd bottom.  I've never seen a chair like that."

	Tannim looked thoughtful and tapped his lower lip a few times. "You know, if somebody were creative enough, I imagine one might slide under and be pretty comfortable.  Lying there facing the right direction would leave one's face in just the right position to be used as a sort of foot rest even." He tapped both feet on the floor again. "Of course if one would position oneself not quite right, then I bet something else could be used."

	"Oh." It wasn't much, but it was all Donamer could think to say.  The possibilities were definitely clear after hearing that. "And if I wanted something different?"

	"Then you'd have to tell me what you wanted and we would see what happened."

	Donny bit his lip and hesitated.  There were too many options to think through.  The chair on the other wall had some interesting looking straps and what looked to be a seat on the floor in front of it.  That floor seat had the back on the floor and the butt section sticking up.  Other things would stick up too if sat on.  Another was basically a low tabled and could be used in a variety of ways without any fancy gear.  None of them had a sexy green glasses dragon on it though.

	He sat down on the floor in front of his friend and slipped his feet into the cavity under the recliner. "I think I'll see how comfortable that cushion is.  If that's ok with you."

	"That's fine by me," Tannim's left foot hovered over Donamer's abs so his heel spur could tap on the blue dragon's covered stiff dick, "but you might be more comfortable if you take your pants off first.  It could be a tight fit with that tent pole sticking up.  You wouldn't want it to get caught on anything."

	Staring at the booted foot with its heel spur sticking out the back, Don fumbled with the button and zipper. "Yeah, that might be a good idea."

	After nodding in agreement as they came down, Tannim looked up at the ceiling. "Maybe you should take my boots off first, too.  They're more comfortable without them."

	"They really are, aren't they?" The blue dragon left his pants around his ankles to grab the boot instead.  He was very familiar with removing them as well as the socks under them and wasted no time doing so.  Mindful of the salesman's warning, he sat them down to the side in a conveniently covered clear plastic tub waiting there. "You're full of good ideas today, Draggy.  Maybe it'll be a good idea to massage them a bit before anything else." Pressing his muzzle to the first foot's newly exposed arch he sighed happily. "These are always so SOFT and warm."

	Tannim curled his foot around his friend's muzzle to pat between Donamer's eyes.  He didn't say anything and didn't need to.  His feet could do the talking and he brought the other up to rub over Don's neck with its heel and spur to really make it a good conversation.

	Donamer kicked his pants off awkwardly while kissing into the soles.  The spur on his neck made him look up to give it more room to roam.  All he saw was the ball and toes of the green dragon's other foot, which was just what he wanted to see.

	Both feet massaged his muzzle, cheeks, and neck for several seconds with their soft skin spreading out around him every time they pressed firmly.  Their soft scent filled his lungs with every deep breath he took and he gave in to the temptation to catch both of them by the heel spur to fondle them as they fondled him.  He did love feeling those exotic parts move.

	"I don't know if I even need to slide under the chair draggy." Donamer kissed at one sole. "This is more than enough test for me."

	"Maybe, but I think some of you wants me to go little lower."

	The blue dragon sniffed between his friend's toes. "Maybe a little.  There is so much stuff in here to try out, I don't think I can last long enough to try it all."

	"You don't have to." Tannim slipped his soles around to cup Don's muzzle between the arches. "We I can give you your birthday present without any fancy things."

	"Birthday present? My birthday was few days ago! You got me the card and, er, interesting video of you getting the ants off me.  How DID you record that? You didn't have a phone or camera."

	"Well, if I gave it to you ON your birthday you would be expecting it, now wouldn't you? I thought you might like to help me try on boots at a shoe store with perhaps a special happy ending before the purchase." Tannim smirked. "And don't you worry about how I got that video.  The camera operator didn't mind."

	Donamer pulled both feet down so they were against his chest instead. "Maybe I mind.  Did you think of that?"

	"No."

	"Oh.  Well, I don't really.  It was a lot of fun, other than the stinging bites." Don grinned. "So do I get a spanking?"

	"Do you want one?"

	"Maybe, but not on the butt."

	"Hmmm..."

	Donamer pushed both ankles lower until the heel spurs touched his erection. "And maybe not with your hands."

	Tannim twisted his ankles to squeeze his friend's cocktip between the two spurs. "A spanking that isn't a spanking without hands to do the spanking.  That is a hard order to fill.  But I suppose I can work something out for a sweet dragon such as yourself." He tugged lightly at the grip on his ankles. "Do you want to guide the action?"

	"Huh? OH! No." Don let go. "You may do as you like.  Just don't make me get anything on the boots unless you want to buy them."

	"They did seem comfortable enough." Tannim let his feet drop down until his toes rested on Donamer's cockroot. "I don't think it would hurt them much even if you could shoot through that plastic box." Both sets of toes pressed together and slid right back up and his friend grunted when they grasped his glans. "I won't mind getting my feet sticky again either.  You let it go all you like."

	He didn't wait for a reply to that.  Both legs spread wider for better control and his soft skinned soles kneaded together around the blue dragon's needy dick.  After all that teasing, he needed it.

	Donamer took a long slow breath.  His friend's soft fleshy soles around his tip felt wonderful even when they were just starting.  When they actually rolled his stiff dick between them and the friction built, it felt even better.

	"Mmm, handsome glasses dragon feet." Don took another deep breath and leaned back to watch.

	He was glad he hadn't slid under the seat for it where he could only have looked up.  Watching both soft sexy soles spreading out their soft skin over his much harder shaft was always exciting.  So tempting to touch them again or even just hold them as they made him happy.

	His hands slid back down to them and he smiled as he rubbed the sides. There was no reason NOT to.  It was his birthday gift, after all.  He could love them as he wanted.

	His friend's feet danced over his cock for some time.  Rubbing along his tip, sliding down his shaft to playfully pat his balls, then clapped their way back up again with the ball of the right slapping against the arch of the other the whole way.  One of Tannim's heel spurs curled about his glans near the end and Donamer breathed heavily throughout it squeezing him in time to the other sole rocking it's heel to grind him more firmly into it.

	It didn't take long after that.  The pleasure built faster than he would have wanted, but his lust coated both feet well when it came out.  He sat back, panting after the orgasm and hugged both sticky soles to his chest so he could kiss each toe.

	"Thank you, Draggy.  It was a lovely present, even if late."

	Tannim bent down to tap his nose fondly. "You know, it doesn't have to be over.  You have all day.  I think I'll take the boots.  If I wear them out, I'll have to anyway and we kind of left my old ones out there."

	"Oh." Donamer sniffed at his lovelies. "They seemed good.  All day, eh? I think I like that."
