So, there I was, on a hot summer day, checking out a movie at my local rental movie store. The store was about two blocks from my place and it had a good variety of mainstream movies and X-rated titles. My favorite were the male foot related titles, even though they were kind of hard to find.

On that particular day, I was lucky to come across a title that I was looking for forever. The movie is called “Foot Soldiers” and it is about soldiers who enjoy each other’s feet and all the rest. So, I checked it out.

The store was huge, three floors covered with multiple genre titles. The disc I chose, like all the rest, would come on a black case with the store’s info labeled outside, and the original copy inside. The disc had a printed layout with the title and art work that illustrated the content of the movie.

As usual, as soon as I got outside a store, I would light up a cigarette and walk back home. I placed the case under my arm so I that I could work on my cigarette with both hands.

I did not see JJ approaching me from the north end of the street until it was too late: he had the DVD on his hand and a smirk look on his boyish face: he simply said: “So, is this movie about soldiers going places without a transport, having to walk all their way.through or is it about something else?”.

Guys,I was taken by surprise and, since JJ was a total stranger, I simply replied: “It is totally about something else. It is about men who enjoy other men”s feet”.

JJ’s eyes widened and he plainly said: “Cool, I’ve always fantasized having my feet played with just like that”.

Guys, that was when I took my time to have a closer look on the man standing right before me. It was one of the most angelic face a boy could have. My guess was he was about eighteen, perhaps nineteen; however, as I found out later, JJ was in fact twenty three. His almost red hair sustained an irresistible buzz cut, green sparkling eyes, perfect nose with luscious lips. He was wearing a pair of nerdy glasses that made him definitely look younger.

He was tall too, easily over six feet; but he had a large frame; one could say he was kind of overweight, chubby even. But the boy was big by nature: he had big hands, big dick, big balls, nipples and obviously feet. For you to have an idea, his big toes were thicker than most dick heads I’ve ever played with. His soccer player legs were to die for, all covered in thin red hair, just like his armpits and crotch area. JJ was a treat, and a very popular one.

Though young, he was a married man; or “about to be divorced” as he put it. He married his high school sweetheart and they had a kid together; they had recently separated and he was trying to raise money to work on the divorce papers. He did not live in town, what made easier for him to hustle and have fun with men. He enjoyed the things men did to his body, things his wife and other girls never dared to do. The foot action I promised him would be a good illustration of that.

The told me he had a younger brother who still lived at his parents’ house, where he also stayed whenever he had no other options. His brother enjoyed giving him foot rubs, but nothing sexual. That intrigued me for sure. A year or two after JJ and I met, I had a threesome with him and his brother who came to town to check out the “scene” with him. As usual, I digress and this is an story in itself, worth being told in a different opportunity.

The truth is JJ had no inhibitions in bed whatsoever; as I happily found out, he enjoyed reciprocating as much as receiving attention; he was a great kisser too; in fact, kissing was one of his main talents. And he did not wait till we got to my place to show me that: he grabbed me with his strong arms and buried my mouth on his as soon as we turned the corner from the video store. I was astonished by his impetus but totally unable to part ways. How soft those lips were and what experienced a tongue!

As soon as I opened the door to my apartment, JJ got in and made himself home. He sat on the couch in my living room and stretched his legs. He was wearing one of those I Love NYC sweaters, ripped blue jeans and a pair of leather boots. Underneath, a white T-shirt and huge blue undies covering his trunks and white boy’s ass. But I only got to see those later.

With a smirk smile that fully illuminated his boy’s face, he teased me: “Are we watching that foot porn or what? I’m kind of curious!”. I thought he was kidding, but he was not. I reminded him that renting movies was my last resort, that I only did that when real action was out of the question. JJ: “That’s the luckiest of your nights then my friend; you can have the best of both worlds!”. Handsome, sexy m, smart devil. I was in trouble!

Out of the blue, he put one of his boots on the center table, looked intently at me and asked: “Should I or do you want to make the honors? Fucker!!!! That was enough to make my dick hard. In a futile attempt to play hard to get, I told him: “I thought you wanted to watch the movie first?”. JJ: “I still do; I just want to be as comfortable as possible to enjoy it, and, with my boots on, it will be impolite to sit my feet on your lap”. Fucker, fucker!!!!!! I turned the tv and the DVD player on: I inserted the disc and handed the remote to JJ.

I sat by his side on the couch as he hit the play button on the remote. I brought his left leg to my lap (fucking heavy!) and unzipped his old boot. I gently started removing his boot and was suddenly taken by the sweet smell of a real jock’s socks, a familiar smell in any locker room. His socked foot was warm and inviting. I started massaging his arch, not as high as I like them, but still some. I pulled the boot totally off and the smell fully surrounded me. Nice! JJ’s attention was now on the first scene of the movie, so I tickled his arch to bring him to reality. He giggled and said: “Don’t worry, I’m with you”.

With that said, I removed his sock completely, revealing what I knew all along: a pair of heavy, strong and huge guy’s feet; his toes were massive, like this big toe I described earlier, however, there was a tenderness about them: they were beautiful, well aligned with perfectly trimmed nails, size elevens. They were screaming “please suck us” and that’s what I did in no time. Holding his foot with both my hands by the arch, I brought his fat toes to my mouth and lollipoped them like a kid in a Carnival. The combination of the real action and whatever was happening in the movie, made JJ bring his hand to his crotch and play with growing prick. “That was going to be fun”, I thought.

I eventually lost track of time; all I wanted was to enjoy that boy’s foot. I sucked on this toes, one by one. I smelled between them, licked his arch, lightly bit his heel; then, I would start all over. JJ just sit there, enjoying the attention. He kept on giggling everytime I tickled his arch, his dick forming a huge bulge through his jeans. Occasionally, he would grab me by my neck and stick his tongue down my throat. And he was still fully dressed; at the same time, I had just played with one of his feet! The nigh was young. Time to move to his right foot. I removed his right boot the same way I did the left one, savoring the scent and view just like the first time. However, I decided to apply a different approach to his foot worshipping; instead of making love to his foot, I tickled the hell of it while doing so. Guys, JJ went nuts! His attention to the movie subdued; I remember him screaming “That’s not in the movie”, while I kept my fingers swirling over his exposed foot, my teeth biting every inch of his soft soles and toes. We were both in heaven, though tickling is not my main thing.

That was when JJ brought one of my hands to his crotch, paused the movie and turned the tv off. He threw both of his legs into the air, undid his pants and removed them. Guys, his penis was so hard that, for a minute, I thought it would rip the fabrics of his undies. There was a big spot of flowing precum coming from his oversized mushroom dick head. I gave it a quick taste. I invited him to my bedroom where we would both be more comfortable. He asked me about the movie and I simply said: “It will be here whenever you want to finish it; besides, I have a real star right in front of me”. Once more that boyish smile flooded the room and JJ, after another breathless kiss, whispered in my ear: “Lead the way”.

As I soon after this day found out, having sex with JJ was a triple X, as I called it: addictive, amazing and dangerous. The second justifies the first, and the first leads to the third. One can easily fall in love with this boy, and that’s what “almost” happened to me as time went by and JJ became regular.

On that very first day, after we moved to my bedroom, I knew my fate was sealed. As I “lead the way” to my room, half naked JJ had his arms around my waist while kissing my neck. He threw me in bed and took all my clothes off without breaking a sweat. He worshipped my whole body just the way I planned on doing to his; no hustler had ever done this to me before. I released a huge load in his mouth while he was joyfully playing with me. What could I do? In his Machiavelli way of thinking, JJ resolved that, once released, I could dedicate ALL my time working on his whole body for hours; little he knew that “job” would bring a horny bastard like myself back into heat the moment those feet were out for gabs.

But I had to explore that big body first. I ripped those undies down to fully reveal his ten inches fat cock and large pink balls. The trail of his redhaired crotch, led me to his “fun to toy with” navel and up to his gigantic tits and lockable pits. But I must stress how big and beautiful his penis was; we needed three hands to hold the fucking prick in terms of size; thickwise, I could not handle it myself, though I tried. Till nowadays, I imagine how much blood is needed to flow thru those veins just to Jeep that organ up, hard. It does not matter how tall or big JJ was; those endless hours adoring his body head to toes, granted me two big orgasms from the boy, and an extra two from myself. I could have tried to milk him further, but I had an appointment the following day and we both needed some rest.

That was the first of the so many nights I made love to JJ, including the threesome with his brother. By the way, he never finished watching “Foot Soldiers”.