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The Shoe Store

by Earl14

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I work as a shoe salesman at the local men’s shoe store.

It was a Monday around 5 o clock and business was slow until my sisters future husband walked in he stopped by on his way from the law firm where he works to pick out his wedding shoes. He said his feet were killing him so I told him that I would give him a foot massage…and he said he would do anything to stop his feet from aching. So I took of his size 14 shoe to reveal his socks and removed his socks to reveal his beautiful feet.  I massaged his feet and, after I was done, he asked if we had flip flops because he didn't want to trap his feet again.

So I got him a pair and he put them on and I asked him if he wanted to get back to picking out his wedding shoes.  He said that he had already chosen.  So I asked him what he had chosen and he said the black and white Nike slides! I was shocked and asked him why he chose to use slides to his wedding …and he whispered in my ear that he had a foot fetish!   I could not believe it.   I asked him why he’d never told me, and he said that he thought that I would tell my sister. I said I would never do such a thing and I was glad that there was someone in the family that I can relate to.

As he walked out to go home I stopped him and said, “Since you are wearing slides to your wedding, don't you think that all your groomsmen should wear slides?”

He said that's a brilliant idea but “What would your sister say?”

I said that we could tell her that we wanted to be unique and different from all the other grooms and groomsmen. He said that would be a great idea.   As he walked out he turned around and said that he would see me at the bachelor party.

As the week went by I was looking forward to the bachelor party on Friday.

On Friday afternoon I put on my jeans, formal shirt and cowboy boots to go to the party at my future brother in laws house.   As I approached the door I saw shoes and socks lying outside the door so I went inside and asked why everybody took off their shoes. Hank (my future brother in law) said that all his friends had a foot fetish I was overwhelmed.

I immediately took off my boots and socks and we massaged each other’s feet after that we had a few drinks …but Hank had about 10.   As we were leaving we put on our socks and shoes and Hank said that the night was still young and he still wanted to party … so we agreed as we walked to the car. Hank stepped on uneven ground and hurt his foot he said that it was nothing because he obviously couldn't feel anything due to the alcohol and stood up again and fell I said that I would check his foot and took of his shoe and sock and his foot was swollen and blue. I sent his friends home and told them not to worry it’s only a sprain and to be at the church by 2:00 pm and got Hank into the car and bandaged his foot with a bandage from the first aid kit in the car and put his foot up on the seat.

I drove him to the hospital and the doctor took x-rays while the doctor took a look at the x-rays I massaged his foot and when the doctor came in he said he had bad news--told him that he had broken his tibula and fibula so he had to get a cast and be on crutches. I called my sister while they were applying the cast and she was there in 20 minutes.  When she walked in she was devastated and wanted to call off the wedding.   Hank reassured her that he could make it on crutches at the wedding.   She thanked him a million times and asked me if I could stay with him and help him get dressed in the morning. I agreed without hesitation.  

I took him back home and didn't sleep a wink. I woke up the next morning, had a shower, dressed up and then dressed up Hank.

I put on his slides and he asked me to give him a toe massage on his bad foot so I gave him a nice toe massage and was about to get his crutches when he said he didn't need them and could hop so I put him in the car and drove to the wedding and we had an awesome time.

That was the greatest week of my life.