Lads Airmaxes

Author – Chinka

I was on the train and I saw this lad in some mint airmaxes and some fresh clothes I boarded the same train as him and when he got off I followed him.

Once he hopped off the train I followed him I went to him and asked for the size of his fresh airmaxes he repplied 10.5 US, mint my size take them off ya feet or else he complied and slipped em off his feet and I made him take off his nike socks too then I demanded his Gucci hat, Tommy Hilfiger jacket and Nautica shirt and g star chinos or he would of get bashed and he handed everything over and left only in his underwear.


Expo bet

Hey everyone. A big thanks from me to everyone who has contributed and we are now over 100 stories 😮 which is amazing. I thought I would add a story I would have loved if it had happened. Again thanks again, and I look forward to hearing more of your stories :).

Author – RJ

I was at a gaming Expo and there were lots of areas set up for trying out games and new consoles.

I had noticed there was a huge variety of sneakers being worn. Everything from converse through to supras.

I was wearing my pair of adidas space divers and was queing to try out a Nintendo switch. I noticed the guy behind me keep looking at my adidas. We ended up catching each others eye.

“Oh sorry.” he said, “I just really like your shoes. You can’t get them anymore and I’d love a pair.”

” oh thanks” I said, a bit surprised. I glanced at his feet. “I really like yours as well.” I did. He was wearing an awesome pair of black and red Supras.

” what size are you?” he asked.

“10.5 or 11. It depends on the make” I replied.

“OMG, no way. Same as me.” he said. ” tell you what… What if I played you for them. If I beat you in the demo, I win your shoes.” this sounded fun. And rather exciting.

“OK… But if I win, I get your supras.” I said.

“alright, deal.” I couldn’t believe it. Either outcome would be great in my opinion. Before I knew it it was our turn.

We were playing a Mario Kart demo. We were sharing a console and had one controller each.

I struggled to concentrate and he was ahead at the end of the first lap. I pulled it back and passed him to lead the second lap. It all came down to the last lap. He used a shell and passed me. ” I’m gonna lose my shoes” I thought. I then got a shell and fired it. It hit him on the finish line and I passed him to win. I won. I couldn’t believe it.

“whey, well done” he said. We moved out of the game area. “a deals a deal.” he said. I watched as he slid off his Supras and handed them over. ” that was fun” he said. “hope you enjoy them” then we walked off with his friends in his white socks.

I couldn’t believe it. I had won his shoes. I wanted to wear them so I put my adidas in my bag and slid on his supras. They fit perfectly and looked awesome. I wore them the rest of the day and caught glimpses of the shoeless guy. I think he noticed I was wearing his shoes. 



The bowling shox

Author – Jonathan

My friends and I always liked to find the hottest new kicks but being from not so well off families we had to find ways to obtain what we wanted.  We wanted it to be fun and at the same time stick it to the ones who could afford those sweet we sat around the living room one day thinking of ways to do this.  My friend Roy thought about lifting from gym locker rooms like Gold’s gym. Andy thought about breaking into high school gym lockers. I said how about places were people typically take their shoes off. My friend Tommy mentioned those arcades where they leave shoes in cubbies to play around. We thought about it and said it was probably young kids shoes and we didn’t want that.  We sat quietly for awhile when Roy suddenly yelled out our town was a bowling alley frequented by many guys our age and with not much to do in town this place was popular on the weekends.  We decided to make this our first hit. We went on Friday night to check out the scene and there was a lot of people there, private parties, people playing the arcade, etc. Our mission that night was to just check out the place, find the exits, check out the clientele, and determine what kind of shoes they have. That night after we got back to Roy’s house we mentioned all that we saw. This place happened to have 2 easy exits, few cameras, and the seats were positioned where it was easy to grab shoes from underneath.  Andy witnessed a few teens and young adults wearing the latest Nikes and Jordans, we made our plan to go back on Saturday, split up, get what we could and meet back at Roy’s house. We got there around 8 pm Saturday night and what luck they were doing that disco bowling which made it even easier to grab, since it was so dark. My three friends went about their business. I looked across the alley and I saw a group of guys and girls  probably on their dates. I walked by to see what they had. I saw a pair of flats, sandals, new balance. Boots, and a pair of Nike shox. The only interesting pair there were the shox and luckily it was between the side seat and where you pick up  the bowling ball from the rack. I snuck down pretending to look for a ball when I snatched those Nikes and stuffed them into my jacket. I quickly got out of there with the thrill still causing my heart to pump fast.  I thought I was fast in there but I was the last one to get back to Roy’s.  Tommy and Andy both said they chickened out and left 5 minutes after arriving,  Roy threw down on the table a beatup pair of Reebok. What the hell we all said.I got nervous and picked up the closest thing. It was a men’s sz 8 which was way too small and they were ugly too. I threw the Nikes I grabbed and they were in awe. It was a nice pair of Nike shox sz 12 in great condition and what was even better was the money stuffed into the right shoe.  A nice pair of shoes and 25 bucks. This was our first grabs as a team. This was many years ago and we have moved apart since then but I’ll always remember our first.

At the movies

This is a fantasy story, but loosely based on true events. 😜

A friend and I went to the movies. We got there pretty early so we’re waiting for the trailers to start and there weren’t many people in the screen we were in. He was wearing some lo top converse and I was wearing some lo DC’s.

We were just messing around and I realised that his converse would fit through the gap between the seats on the floor. He wore them pretty loose so I managed to surprise him by hooking my foot round his heel and getting his converse off. Before he could react I had pushed it through the gap in the seats. It fell down the step into the row infront which was currently empty.

I started laughing and, as I was laughing, he reached down and grabbed my foot, pulling off my DC. I tried to grab ur but the threw it over the seats so it was now also in the row infront.

Whilst we were messing about seeing who was gonna go get our shoes, we noticed 2 guys heading up the row infront of us. The trailers had started by now so the screen was semi dark. They sat right in front of us.

We looked at each other. There was no way we were getting our shoes before the end of the movie. I was hoping they wouldn’t see them in the semi darkness but we couldn’t be sure. My friends converse was under the seat but my DC would be right in the middle of the row.

The movie started and we were sat there in one shoe each. To get more comfy, I put my leg up so it was resting on my other leg. After a few minutes, my friend grabbed my DC off my foot and kept it next to him. 

I was now sat in my white socks and couldn’t doll anything to get my DC back as the movie was on. Then my friend said he needed the toilet. As I saw him leave I realised he had my DC on one foot and his converse in the other.

Whilst he was gone I realised the rather large drink I had bought was making me need to pee as well so I waited till he got back and asked him for my shoe as I needed to pee. He replied by saying, ” you get my converse, I’ll give you your shoe”. There was no way I was getting his converse during the movie and I really needed to pee so I had to go in my socks. 

I picked the wrong timing as when I got to the toilet, I realised another movie had just finished and there were loads of people. I managed to get into a stall without too many people noticing my shoeless dilemma. I could feel the slightly damp floor seeping into the material of my socks and quickly left keeping my head down and got back to my seat.

The rest of the movie happened and it finally finished. My feet were getting cold and I couldn’t wait to get back into my dcs. I’d kept an eye on the guys in front and they didn’t seem to have noticed the shoes in their row.

The film ended. We sat and waited for the guys infront to leave, and most of the other people so we didn’t get too many weird looks. They left.

I asked my friend for my shoe and he just smiled at me. ” where’s my shoe” I asked. He just smiled and said, “while you were in the toilet, I pushed it through the gap in the seats to the row infront.” he started laughing. I smiled and stood up.

I climbed over the row to find my dcs. They weren’t there. I searched under the seats but they weren’t there. I found a converse, but it wash my friends. It was lo but white, my friends was black. I laughed and threw it at him, “there you go” I said. He looked really annoyed but put started to put on the mismatched converse.

I was still screwed, but I thought I’d check the row infront. I spotted something. I jumped over the row and found a pair of shoes, but they weren’t mine. They were a beaten up pair of DC court graffix. They were once white but weren’t now. The guys must have been skaters because the laces had been tied together and the sides were all scuffed. I had nothing else to do so I slid my foot into one. It was slightly damp, felt pretty loose and I could feel the guys foot indent in the sole. My dcs were pretty new but the ones I now had on my feet really weren’t. 

My friend and I left the theatre but didn’t see the guys, or our shoes again.

Post bowling blues

Author – Nicholas

Casey was on the school bowling team, one of the best players on his team. His team is at their local bowling alley for one of the first matches of the year, he comes prepared with his own equipment including a bowling ball, glove, and a pair of bowling shoes. After several hours of playing, Casey and his team won the match but by a slight margin due to a teammate suffering from a cold thus having his performance suffer. Nice game, said John, a friend of Casey. If I were on the varsity team we would have won in a landslide, said Gina, a fellow teammate from the jv team. Alright ladies and gentlemen lets get on the bus and get going said the coach. Everyone started packing up and slowly made their way to the buses. 

At times the students will bring their own clothes to change into once their games are over with instead of having to wait until they get back to the school. Casey waved off his friends saying I’ll be on board soon, but they were all talking to one another and left to wait for the bus to leave would usually sits around for 11 or 12 minutes. Casey grabs his normal clothes and proceeds to go to the restroom to change in a stall, he leaves his bowling shoes behind to prevent the bottoms from getting ruined (as bowlers know, its a common thing to not wear them around anywhere other than on the bowling lane).

As he returns he packs his team clothes in his backpack and is about to put on his sneakers but there’s a problem, he seems to have misplaced them. “Oh no you’re kidding me” he mumbles, he searches underneath all the seats his team and the opposing team had played but to no luck. He grunts and figures maybe one of his teammates may have pulled a prank and figures they will return them to him on the bus. Cut to the bus and its moving down the street, Gina asks where Casey is at. “Oh he said he’ll meet us back at school I think, his parents are picking him up”. Cut back to Casey as he see’s the bus make a turn down the road and onto the highway, he’s now been left at the alley shoeless. “Great, just great” He re-enters the alley to see if he can make a phone call to a family member seeing as how his parents were on a vacation celebrating their yearly anniversary. He makes one call after another, first his aunt who’s only 10 minutes away and then a few of his cousins who were a little further than that although only the answering machine would repeat to leave a message. 

Nightfall was approaching and the alley would soon close, so instead of waiting for someone to pick him up “I’m walking” he said to himself. As he left the front end employee asked “Yo where are your shoes boy?” “I’m guessing on my bus” said Casey. He walked out and began walking home, carrying a heavy backpack of clothing and equipment and having nothing on his feet other than some white ankle socks which were sure to get dirty on his way home which he imagined to take up about 50 minutes to an hour to walk. 

Just a few minutes into him walking he became saddened and frustrated that his sneakers were stolen, by prank or theft it mattered little.Just then Casey felt something hit his face, as he looks up at the dark clouds above he yelled out a loud NOOOOO and it began to rain. Casey hurried to find some shelter to keep him dry and he found his way to a convenient store that would provide him some shelter. As he ran in he was greeted by the owner “need any help my young friend?” “Ah well, I mean… no no I’m fine thanks”

Casey thought maybe holding out inside the store until the rain would dissipate, but the owner approached again “Stores closing soon, If you want something you best hurry up.” Casey placed his backpack down and walked around the store picking up a snack bar and a drink, as he was though he slipped around slightly due to his socks gracing across the slippery floor (both from the style of it and from the rain that hit him). “Where are your shoes boy” the owner asked. “I dont wear any” he joked. The owner seemed to get mad and approached him saying “See that sign? No shirt, no shoes, no service. Now get out!” He pushed Casey out as he was trying to explain his situation.

The owner shoves him out and calls him a bum and locks the door. As Casey runs to find another place to take shelter under he realizes he left his backpack at the store “dammit” he said. He ran back to the store and while it was closed he searched for a possible way in to at least retrieve his belongings. He see’s the owner drive off in his car and makes his move to re enter the store. He finds a back window that had been left open and jumps up through it. He moves in and finds his stuff, but as he does a car pulls up and he realizes its the owner who had came back. Casey frantically runs back to where he entered and runs back out where he came. As he crawls through the window the shop owner opens the front door only to see a set of wet footprints trailing to the back of the store “Thieves, you best not hope I find you”. Before he returns to the back of the store he see’s a familiar figure run across the front of the store. He immediately calls the police and says that he has been robbed.

Cut back to Casey who’s running as fast as he can back home. A few minutes later he’s back at his school and the only thing between him and home is the football field and another neighborhood. Just them blue and red lights begin to flash and a loud voice says to him “Get on the ground” Casey does so but asks what he did. “We got a call that a store owner say you break in and steal some stuff of his” “I stole nothing sir I swear, please just look”. After some light arguing the officer realizes the boy was telling the truth and makes a call in saying it was a simple mistake. The officer looks at Casey and asks him “Now what is a kid doing walking in the rain without shoes?” Casey looks down at his socks and says “Well… It’s a long story” “Well I can offer a ride home for you and you can tell me on the way” said the officer. Casey shed a brief smile and said okay. 

Michael’s Business Trip

Author – Andy


Michael was on a business trip. it was in a far away town, so he had to take the plane one day earlier, on a sunday afternoon. he took a cab to his hotel. When he arrived he was shocked! the hotel was in a run-down area! trash all over. Why did his firm always choose the cheapest hotels?!

He paid the driver and went into the hotel. he found a small reception, with a grimly looking man behind. he checked in, got the key and took the stairs to the 4th floor, to his room. He didn’t dare to take the elevator, because this hotel looked very run-down too!

He dropped his small suitcase on the bed and slipped out of his brand new loafers. they were black patent leather slippers, which were still very tight. He was annoyed, that he had chosen these shoes, but he extra had bought them for this trip. the next day, he had an important meeting and because he only stayed one night, he only had a little suitcase, with no space for extra clothes. Inside were only toilet articles, underpants, socks and a new shirt. He went to the bathroom and while searching the light switch, the trouble went on. He felt his stocking feet got wet! the whole floor was wet. probably the cleaners had wiped the floor, shortly before he came in and didn’t dry it correctly. Angry he took his black socks of and hung them over the radiator. When he opened his suitcase to get the other pair of socks out, he looked shocked. In the haste, that morning, he had grabbed white thin sneaker socks! With no other choice, he put them on.

He looked at his watch. It was 3 pm. He couldn’t stay in the hotel the rest of the day, but in his best suite, he looked a little over dressed in this area. He took his tie off and pulled his shirt out of his trousers. He left his cell phone in his suitcase and took a 100 dollar note from his wallet and placed it in one shoe (muggers don’t expect the money in your shoes! 🙂 He slipped his shoes on and left the room. He gave his room key to the grimly looking man and walked out. He looked around, where to go. Beside the hotel was a small street, which he went down.

He wandered around different streets, which all looked dirty. The people he met, stared at him. a businessman in a nice suit, seemed to be very seldom in this area. He felt a little uneasy and was happy he only had 100 dollar and the clothes he had on. In worst case, if he got mugged, he would lose 100 dollar. after one hour wandering around, his feet hurt in the new shoes. He was relieved, as he finally found a small pub. Inside it was quiet dark. Luckily the barkeeper was the only person in the pub. He sat down on a bar stool, at the far end of the bar. The barkeeper looked amused at him.

“Hey man, got lost?!” nervously he answered, that he was coming from another town and had some business to do.

“It’s not very often, guys like you are coming here! … a beer?”

“Yes, thanks”, he answered.

The first bottle he emptied immediately and ordered another one. Now as he was sitting, he felt his hurting feet. Because he was the only guest, he carefully slipped out of his shoes and silently dropped them under his bar stool. At home he often played with his shoes in public. He liked the risk, that some pranksters could nick and hide them! He knew he couldn’t risk this here, but he quickly could slip them on again, if somebody came in.

Carefully he looked down to the floor. His black shoes were almost invisible in the dark pub, but his white socks were clear visible. He looked out the window and imagined, his shoes had disappeared. He got a thrill, just thinking about it!

Quickly he looked down again, to be sure his shoes still were there. After his third beer, he had to go to the restroom. The door to the toilet was about 10 feet beside him. His feet fumbled for his shoes, but he couldn’t reach them. he had to get down from the bar stool. When he stood beside his stool, he tried to get his feet into his shoes. They were to tight! He had to use his hands to slip them on.

Quickly he looked down to his shoes and his stocking feet. Still feeling the thrill, Michaels thoughts circled
“He was the only guest”
“No one will come in at this time of the day …”
“The barkeeper couldn’t see his feet …”
“It will only take a few minutes …”
“Nothing would happen …”
“His shoes would still be there …”

Before he realized what he had done, he was standing in the restroom … in his white stocking feet, his shoes left behind! Trembling he sneaked into a stall. While he peed, reality came back! Oh no! Shit! What had he done? How stupid was this?! He must be crazy!

Suddenly he heard voices! Loud voices! It seemed, the barkeeper had an argument with someone. To his horror the door to the restroom opened and he heard the barkeeper shouting:

“… just for guests!” The guy who came in shouted back:

“Fuck man! I have to piss!” Michael was sweating! Absolutely silent he remained in the stall! Oh god, Please! NOOO! If this guy saw his shoes on the floor …! He didn’t dare to imagine, what could happen! Oh no!!! What had he done? He was in a foreign city, his only shoes were lying in a seedy pub under a bar stool and he was hiding in a stall in his stocking feet! He tried to calm down. No one takes note of some abandoned shoes under a bar stool.

It seemed like an eternity, until he finally heard the guy leaving the restroom. On tip toes he hurried to the door and listened. The guy was still in the pub. He and the barkeeper had a dispute again!

“Hey man, what you doing? Come up and get out!”

“Stay cool man! Just collect my plastic bag!” he heard the sound from a rustling plastic bag. “Nice pub! Ha-ha! Have a nice day!” then it was silent. He waited a moment and slowly opened the door. Quickly he sneaked back to the bar desk.

Sheer panic set in! His shoes …. Oh NOOO!!! … Were gone!!! He nearly fainted! Sweat was running down his face! Trembling he scanned the floor for his shoes!

“Everything okay, man?” The barkeeper got him out of his state of shock!

“What? … Yes! … Thank you!” Like in trance he sat down on his bar stool.

“You don’t look okay, guy! Did you have problems with the tramp in the restroom?”

“Whom? .. The tramp? No! … No problems!”

“Here, drink another beer!” The barkeeper gave him another bottle. with trembling hands he took the bottle. He was still in a shock state! This couldn’t be real! Far away from home, in a strange city, even worse in a very seedy part, in his best suite and white thin socks, a tramp had taken his shoes! He hadn’t realized yet, that his only money went away with his shoes … :))