This is my very first fanfiction on this site! Warning: includes smelly feet.
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Luke's Smelly Bet
It was hot Saturday afternoon. The summer sun shone brightly, causing sixteen year old Luke Ross to come inside. His sweaty hair was matted to his forehead and his shirt was stained with sweat towards the chest and underarms. He walked into the massive living room of the penthouse and saw his fourteen year old brother, Ravi, kneeling down next to Mrs. Kipling, appearing to be talking to the overgrown lizard.
"Hey, Rav," Luke called out, gaining his brother's attention.
Ravi stood up to face his brother. "Are you done playing basketball already?"
Luke replied, "Yeah, three of the other players decided to head home because of the heat." Luke wiped the sweat that was dripping from his forehead and onto his nose. "Dude, I'm sweating buckets!" He raised his right arm above his head and took a whiff of his underarm odor that Ravi was able to smell from five feet away. "And I reek! Wanna sniff?"
"I would rather gouge my eyes out with a spoon and feed them to Mrs. Kipling," Ravi said, making a disgusted face as Luke began walking towards him. "Wait, Luke, I am serious...Luke!" Ravi turned away in horror and attempted to run to his bedroom, but Luke managed to catch him by the back of his shirt, holding him in place.
Luke turned Ravi around and pushed the younger boy's head towards his armpit. Ravi flailed around and screamed in protest but Luke kept him still, holding Ravi's head firmly in place. Luke smiled in satisfaction when he felt Ravi's nose touch his armpit.
"Yuck! Yuck!" Ravi said over and over as Luke laughed. "Have you ever heard of deodorant?"
"I have, I just never feel like using it," Luke replied. "Takes away from my manly stench." Luke continued to rub his armpit in Ravi's face.
"Luke, let him go!" Luke released his brother at the sound of Jessie's voice. She had just walked into the room and stood there by the doorway with her hands placed on her hips.
"Yuck! Gross!" Ravi continued to say as he used his shirt to wipe Luke's armpit sweat off of his face. "Thank you Jessie, you are my savior!"
"No problem, just doing my duty." Jessie turned to Luke. "You wanna tell me why there are still dishes to be washed?"
Ravi collapsed onto the couch and said, "Maybe it is because instead of doing his chores, Luke was out at Central Park playing basketball with his sports buddies!"
"Luke Ross," Jessie tapped her foot on the ground impatiently. "You were told to do your chores before you go out! And you, Ravi, I am shocked. Your bedroom is dirty and needs to be cleaned."
"Oh, yeah, I was gonna get to that," Luke said, staring at the ground, trying to think up excuses.
Ravi gasped and said, "But Jessie, why should I clean my room if Luke never cleans his?"
"Do you honestly think he will ever clean his room?" Jessie asked.
"Yeah, you're right."
"Emma and Zuri are all finished their chores," Jessie told them. "As a reward, we're going to be going see a movie in a few minutes. When we get back," she looked to Luke, "those dishes better be done," she then looked to Ravi, "and your room better be clean." She went to walk out of the room but stopped mid step, turned back to them, and said, "Also, remember to put your laundry in the wash, and maybe record the new episode of The Vampire Diaries for me? Thanks, you guys are the best!"
Minutes later and Jessie, Emma, and Zuri were heading down the elevator so they could go and see a movie. Meanwhile, as Ravi sat on the couch, Luke paced back and forth across the living room.
"Just my luck," Luke grumbled. "These chores are gonna take out a huge chunk of my day."
"How about we try to do our chores as fast as possible?" Ravi asked, standing up. "I propose we have a race to see who can be done with their chores first. It should take us no more than thirty minutes."
"Ravi, that's not a bad idea!" Luke exclaimed. "But how about we put a spin on this race. The loser has to have a consequence. Hmmm, let's see…if you win, I'll...do all of your chores for the next month." Ravi's face brightened up. He liked the sound of that. "But if I win…" He looked down at his shoes and an evil grin formed on his face. "Every day for the next two weeks, you will have to give me a foot massage." Ravi's face contorted in disgust. "And you know just how much I love to wear the same pair of socks every day." Ravi gagged a little. "Do we have a deal?"
Ravi stepped up to his older brother and grabbed his hand, shaking it with determination. "You are going to lose. The idea of you doing all of my chores sits well with me."
"You're going to lose because now I have the motivation I need to win," Luke said. He held a hand up in the air, and counted down with his fingers. "Three, two, one, GO!" And in an instant, Luke and Ravi ran their separate ways, the younger brother heading to his room, and the older brother to the kitchen.
Luke scrubbed down on each dish at lightning speed, spewing dish water all over the counter. After putting away the now clean dishes, he rushed to the screening room, turned on the TV, flipped to Jessie's favorite channel, and pressed record on the newest episode of her favorite show.
"Now all that's left is my laundry," Luke said to himself as he rushed to his bedroom that was across the hall from Ravi's. Ravi was still in his room, on his hands and knees picking up every little thing he can find. Luke grabbed a clothes hamper from his closet and began to fill it with the dirty shirts, shorts, and underwear that littered the floor of his room.
Luke ran out of his room with his hamper, only to nearly collide with Ravi whose room was now spotless, a hamper in his hands as well. The two had a second of eye contact before both took off down the hall and towards the laundry room. Luke's legs were stronger, so he was able to pass up Ravi and get to the room before him. Without wasting a second he dumped all of his smelly clothes (except for the ones he was wearing) into the washing machine.
When Ravi finally arrived, he looked at Luke in horror and dropped his heavy hamper.
"Looks like I win, Ravi," Luke laughed, clapping his hands and smiling evilly at his little brother. "By just a few seconds. Man, that was close." Luke turned to exit the laundry room. "You do know that even if you did win, I probably wouldn't do any of your chores. Just sayin'." Luke left the room, followed by Ravi.
The two went back to the living room. Ravi gasped for breath, hunching over and panting. Luke hopped onto the couch and laid back on it. "That was unexpected," Ravi said, straightening up, looking at Luke. "I...I lost."
"Yup!" Luke said with a wide smile. "Looks like you gotta give me a foot massage now." Ravi nodded and approached the couch, getting on his knees next to Luke's shoes. "Take off my shoes. My feet are suffocating in these things."
Ravi did as he was told, grabbing Luke's left shoe with both hands and tugging it off. The stench hit Ravi immediately. He coughed and held a hand over his nose. What was once a pure white sock was now an ugly dark gray. Luke kicked off his other shoe and the smell in the air doubled.
"I do not understand how you can handle stinking this much!" Ravi cried out, holding his nose even tighter.
"Hey, hey," Luke said, reaching forward and grabbing Ravi's hand, jerking it away from his face. "As a part of this bet, you are not allowed to cover your nose." The color drained from Ravi's face. Ravi took Luke's left foot in his hand and began to massage it. His small fingers dug into Luke's sweaty socked soles. Every now and then, Luke would kick his feet forward, his socked toes lightly brushing against Ravi's nose.
Ravi started massaging both feet at once. The smell was not going away, which made Ravi feel like puking but made Luke want to explode with laughter. The young teen's thumbs dug into Luke's arch, causing Luke to moan in pleasure.
"Take the socks off."
"What!?" Ravi asked.
"These socks are too sweaty on my feet," Luke replied. "Take my socks off, please." Ravi tugged at the socks and yanked them off of Luke's feet hesitantly. Ravi stared at Luke's feet as he wiggled his toes. His feet were glistening with sweat. Dirty white sock lint still stuck to his toes, and there was a little dirt on the ball of his foot and on the heel. Ravi then began massaging Luke's bare feet. "Hey, Rav, make sure to get in between the toes!"
Ravi wanted to puke. He shoved his fingers between Luke's toes, cleaning them of the sock lint and dirt. After a few minutes of rubbing up and down Luke's bare feet, from his toes to his heel, Ravi had to stop. He took a moment to gasp for what little clean air he still had. He turned away from Luke, trying to catch his breath.
"Hey, Ravi," Luke said, making Ravi turn back towards Luke. Luke then pressed his bare foot into Ravi's face, his toes right on top of the Indian boy's nose.
"Oh gross!" Ravi yelled out, grabbing Luke by the ankle and trying to free himself from Luke's smelly grasp, but Luke firmly kept his foot against Ravi's face.
"Inhale deeply, bro," Luke said, wiggling his toes on Ravi's nose. Luke listened for a few seconds, then smiled happily as he heard Ravi inhale, then took deep breath. Ravi felt faint. His oxygen was being replaced by the putrid stench of Luke's sweaty feet. While Luke had one foot on Ravi's nose, he pressed the other one on top of Ravi's head. "How do my feet smell?"
"Do I really need to answer that?" Ravi asked. In response, Luke started to rub both of his bare feet all over Ravi's face. "AARRRRGH, you know what!?" Ravi stood up quickly and backed away from the couch. "I am done! DONE! I do not want to be around those feet of yours any longer!"
Luke stood up as well, and Ravi started to run to his room. Luke was a lot faster and caught up to him in the hallway. He grabbed his younger brother by the shoulders and tackled the smaller boy to the ground. To keep him still, he sat right on Ravi's head.
"Get off!" Ravi shouted.
"Nope, not until you get back to massaging and smelling my feet!" Luke called down to him. "I won the bet after all!" Luke rubbed his jean bottoms back and forth on Ravi's head, then stood up, towering above Ravi who was still on the ground, and then pressed his foot on the boy's nose. "Now just think, you'll have to deal with my smelly feet for the next two weeks!"
Ravi sighed in defeat, knowing that he'd never be able to get out of this bet. He did lose after all. This was his consequence. He took in a deep breath of Luke's stinky toes as Luke struck a victory pose.