by Randy
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Just the other day, when I got off of work kind of late, I was headed home. The route home always included me stopping by the Quick Stop store or the Car Wash. Going this way, I would always hope to see what foot-action might happen to me on that night.
This particular night I saw a guy on the pay phone at a convenience store. He appeared to be Asian/Mexican with a nice skin complexion, with a baseball cap on. He was using the phone and he had on flip-flop sandals showing off his feet. They were so yummy! I stopped and parked my car in the parking spot right in front of him and stared right at his feet. I'm getting bolder with my attraction to male feet, and finding that most guys tend to like for you to admire their feet.
This guy began posing his feet in various positions, which made me hotter and hotter by the moment. It was as if he was trying to tease me with his feet. He would lift his foot up, cross them, and maybe take his foot out of the flip-flop sandal and rub his foot and his toes on the back of his arch. I then got out of my car and acted like I had to use the pay phone next to him. That gave me a closer view of his feet. They were very nice looking with healthy tan looking soles and toes. I wanted him to know that I was looking at his feet, and he didn't seem to mind. He just kept right on wiggling and posing his feet in those flip-flop sandals. Later, I got off the pay phone and sat on the end of my car and continued to watch his feet.
He suddenly asked me, "You need something?"
"No," I replied.
He was very masculine and butch when he said it. That excited me even more. Right around that moment, another young looking masculine boy, around twenty, was walking up to the store at that time. He had big looking feet in track shoes with just the right amount of hair on his legs.
I said to myself "Damn!" ... at least that was what my mind was saying. What should I do?
Well, when he came out of the store, he began to walk back in the other direction in which he came. I thought to myself, "I've got to see who he is and if he would give me the opportunity to look at his feet."
Well, I sped off in my car, leaving the other young Asian guy on the phone, hoping that he would be there if I needed to come back. As I drove up to the other guy walking from the store, he was very receptive toward me. I shot the breeze with him, and asked him what was up--you know the regular shoot the breeze jive. He responded with a very cool sexy macho type voice. He had a nice grin, and kind of knew I was flirting with him. He told me his name was Trevor. Nowadays, most guys are becoming open to other guys flirting with them.
As we talked further, I blurted out the question of his foot size.
He began grinning again, and said "I wear size 11."
My mind thought "Yummy! Just the right size for my mouth to bite on~"
I told him that I was looking for a select few male foot models, and that he fitted the profile. He was kind of flattered. I then asked him if he had masculine, or sexy looking feet. He was modest and said he don't know.
He then said, "I don't think my feet are that good looking, and plus they are kind of sweaty."
I told him that was okay, I'll be the judge of that. I asked him, right there in the road where I had stopped him, if he'd let me check his feet out so that I could tell him.
And to my surprise, with no hesitation, he pulled his big sexy-smelling, sweaty foot out of his left sock and tract shoe. And behold, he opened my passenger car door and placed his left foot right in front of me on the seat. I touched his foot, it didn't smell at all, and he didn't seem to mind me touching it at all. As you can guess, I had a hard-on. My heart was beating fast with excitement. His feet were perfect, just as I thought. His toes and soles were soft and nice looking. Then he pulled his foot back out and put his sock and shoe back on. I told him that he would definitely work. And that for him to call me for a photo shoot, and he said that he would. This line for male foot models really works a lot.
I will follow-up with my readers when he calls me for a photo shoot.
Meanwhile, let's get back to the Asian guy back up the street at the pay phone. Yes, he was still there and I got a chance to watch his feet for a few more minutes and then he went to his car and drove off. I didn't pursue him like I could have. I guess I was still on a high from the other guy and his foot being in my car. Boy what a night. I'll hate for summer to end ... when everyone will quit wearing sandals and flip-flops. That is, unless you don't live in a year-round warm climate. I don't. I live in the Mid-West Area.
