by Kevin Brewer
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Brian’s physic resembled most elite distance runners.
He was lean and muscular. At 5’ 10’ he considered himself to be a fairly average height for distance runner. He weighed 145 pounds which was rather heavy for a runner of his ability. Of the seven men on his college cross country team he was the heaviest. His team mates joked with him that his legs and feet were what made him so heavy. There was truth to it. His legs more closely resembled those of a rugby player than a long distance runner.
Despite never lifting, Brain had exceptionally developed quads making him by far the a
strongest runner on his team over hilly courses. Amazingly, Brian could leg press 560
pounds. It was a feat that only two starting offensive lineman on his college’s varsity football team could match and they each weighed were 300 pounds.
Complimenting Brian’s quads were bodybuilder sized calves. His calves formed deep inverted ’Vs’ when he ran that even straight guys couldn't help admiring. His impressive legs however couldn't hide his feet that earned him the team nickname - Sasquatch.
Rob, now 29 years old, stood bent over trying to catch his breath after finishing a grueling 10K road race in under 39 minutes. Rob was quite pleased with his performance - setting a new personal record, or PR as runners liked to called it. Not too bad, he thought to himself, for an ex-basketball player.
Rob had played Division I basketball in college. Standing 6’11’, he towered over all the other runners at the race. Rob still played basketball twice a week at the downtown Y and ran the other five days. He was in excellent shape and prided himself in his low body fat percentage. No one would ever consider him to have a classic runners body with such long slender legs and whopping size 17 feet. When people asked him if it was hard to find shoes that fit he would say, ’No, shoes are not too much of a problem but finding pants long enough was nearly impossible. Rob had a common size 34 inch waist but a 42 inch inseam!
Rob considered his size 17 feet to be average size for someone his height. Most centers he played against in college were between 6’9’ and 7’ tall. Size 17s or 18s seemed to be most common shoe size. Sure there were big men he played against with feet as small as size 14 and once he played a team with two brothers who were both his height but had size 20 feet ! After seeing them in their slides after the game in the locker room, he had wished that his feet were as big as theirs.
Rob never imagined what he was about to discover.
Rob walked around the park where the 10K road race ended. He was still trying to catch his breadth and recover. This the his favorite part of the race. No only could he enjoy the typical runner’s high from completing a grueling race but the finish line area was always swarming with lots of sweaty, fit and lean men in short shorts and reveling singlet tops or no tops at all if it was a warm day. Many of these guys took off their racing flats and walked around in bare feet or flip flops allowing their feet to recover from the hot hard pavement.
Rob thought that runners seemed to consistently have the best looking feet. They were typically very muscular and masculine with bulging veins reflecting the punishment that runner but their feet through. If there was one criticism Rob had of runner’s feet it were runner’s feet were typically on the smallish size. A runner who wore a size 12 shoe was considered to have big feet. For Rob, who grew up in basketball locker rooms unless your feet measured at least a size 16 you were not considered to have big feet.
As he meandered about, Brian noticed a runner with amazing legs about 20 yards away. He admired the athlete’s huge muscular thighs accentuated by tiny mint green running shorts. He also couldn't help but notice the runners drop dead perfectly formed massive calves. The runner that Rob stood admiring was no longer out of breath. Fully rested, it was obvious to him that this guy much be a very good runner. Clearly he had finished the race long ago.
Rob continued to looking at this attractive runner’s muscular legs. He hoped with continued training his own legs would begin to develop such sculpted definition. He knew though that with his tall lanky build it was highly unlikely. As he continued to look at this handsome runner, Rob suddenly gasped. He saw the biggest pair of sneakers he had ever seen attached to those awesome legs.
Those perfect runners legs were perched on feet that were freakishly disproportional to the rest of this runner’s body. He couldn't take his eyes off them. Thinking to himself, those running shoes could not possibly fit the runner.
Rob wondered what was going on. The young fit athlete wasn't even six feet tall. It must be a joke, he thought; or he must be wearing shoes that were ten sizes too big. But why?
He looked down at his size 17 Asics and knew that this runner’s shoes were much larger than his. Then he thought back to those brothers’ with their gigantic size 20 shoes but even they seemed smaller than what he was looking at now.
Rob continued gawking at those enormous running shoes. He suddenly noticed that the elite runner saw him looking and started to approach. Rob was embarrassed that he was caught The elite runner came face to face with Rob smiled and introduced himself.
’Hi, I’m Brian. I saw you staring at my feet. It’s OK, happens all the time as you can imagine.’
Rob still somewhat embarrassed said, ’I’m Rob.’ ’Sorry, I couldn't help noticing the size of the shoes you are wearing.’ ’They make my size 17 shoes look small, and pardon the pun - that’s no small feat!’
Rob conceded to himself that Brian must have some pretty enormous feet especially for someone his size and thought that they might even be as big as his feet. He still thought that the running shoes that Brian wore must be several sizes too big. Rob inquired, OK, I can’t possibly guess what size shoes those are. I have seen size 20 basketball shoes before and those suckers you are wearing look even bigger. What size are they?
Size 22’s, Brian said as Rob continued to look down at his feet.
Rob responded, I believe they’re size 22s but now tell me what size are your feet?
’I wear size 22 shoes and yes, my feet are that big. It’s not a joke’. My feet are 15 inches long from heal to toe. Brian started to wiggled his toes. As you can my feet touch the front of these shoes. Rob could now see Brian’s toes moving inside those massive sneakers. In fact, he could see that Brian’s big toes had worked small holes the front of each sneaker.
’See where my toes are? Brian joked. ’See the holes in my shoes where my big toes are trying to make more room for themselves’ ’Reach down and touch my feet and feel them for yourself.’ ’Guy’s do it all the time and I don’t mind at all.’
Seeing Brian’s toes move inside those massive sneakers, Rob now believed that Brian’s feet were in fact larger than any he had ever seen before and he was speechless. He couldn't resist the offer to touch them. ’My god, I am so sorry for doubting the size of your feet.’ ’You have the biggest feet I have even seen.’ ’It’s just that I never imagined that anyone could have ones so large and you’re not even tall!’
As Rob touched Brian’s running shoes Rob could feel Brian’s massive feet were practically bursting out of the white and red Nike Air Motos. He could also feel that they were still very sweaty from the race. Rob in awe said, ’you have the most incredible feet I have ever seen and having played basketball in high school and college I have seen some guys with some pretty humongous feet - well at least I thought they were humongous at the time.’
Rob suddenly realized that he was aroused and couldn't easily hide the fact in his running shorts rose like a tent. He knew that his skimpy running shorts couldn't hold his 10 1/2 inch tool if it became completely erect.
Brian couldn't help noticing that Rob under his running shorts had ’pitched an incredibly large tent’. Brian was pleased that his feet had aroused Rob in such a fashion and even more pleased to see how well endowed he was. He smiled as he thought to himself, finally someone whose dick is in proportion to his height.
Brian smiled and told Rob, ’It’s a good thing that I don’t mind the attention that comes with the territory.’ Brian was also now quickly getting aroused. His running shorts were too small to contain his quickly growing manhood. As Brian tried to adjust it’s position , Rob could see that old adage was for once accurate, ’big feet - big dick’ . He had been in many showers rooms with basketball players to know that it usually wasn't true.
As they looked at each other they both seemed to come to the same conclusion - one was freakishly tall, one had freakishly big feet, but both were freakishly well endowed. It wasn't apparent to either whose was the biggest.
’Are you free this afternoon?’ Brian asked?
Rob quickly replied ’Yes.’ Well then, perhaps after the awards ceremony is over we can go directly to my house and you can take a closer look at my 15 inchers - I am talking about my feet of course! I live just around the corner. It’s a five minute walk from here. Rob smiled and replied, ’I hope it is a quick awards ceremony!’ Rob wanted nothing more than to service Brian’s massive feet up in private and couldn't believe his good fortune.
Brian then added while looking down at Rob’s still erect running shorts, ’I don’t usually don’t have the pleasure of sharing my Durex XXL condoms with anyone but think that I may have to make an exception with you!
Rob laughed knowing what Brian meant. ’I have a stash of Durex XXL condoms in the nightstand drawer next to my bed.!’ (Both knew at that Durex XXL condoms were the largest condoms sold measuring 9 1/2 inches in length.)
To be continued...
