About a week after downloading it, I got a message from someone in Marshfield. I live in Springfield, and this guy is closer to me than any other guy who's messaged me so far. He's older than me, he's 45 and I'm going on 28 as of 08/31, but he seems really nice so it doesn't even matter. He's also the first guy to not send me a dick pic right away, so bonus points. He messaged me again the next night at about 10:30, telling me that he just came home from playing softball and was relaxing with a beer at home. Being the foot fetishist that I am, I told him I would help him to relax more by giving him a foot massage if I was there. He then did something I didn't expect; he said that would be great, and invited me over! I was off work that night, so had nowhere else to be. He gave me his address, and I made the 30 or so minute drive to his house.

When I got there, his door was open and he walked out and introduced himself as "Eric". He was skinnier than his Skout pictures, and was wearing black sport shorts, a grey shirt and my favorite socks; white ankle sport socks. He was walking around without any shoes on, so the bottoms were quite dirty. We sat down on the couch and chatted a bit, then he put porn on the tube after connecting his smart phone to it. After a few minutes, I noticed he was staring at me. "What?", I asked. He smiled. "Your lips are beautiful, I just wanna kiss them..." I giggled, and of course, we ended up making out. Things escalated quickly as he moved his hand up my shirt, playing with my nipples. We eventually ended up with nothing but our socks on, and were making out on the couch. I explored his hairy body with my tongue, licking and sucking everything I could get to; his neck, nipples, armpits, his naval. He knew I was into feet, so didn't budge as I moved one of his to rub on my throbbing cock. "My foot's a little cold....", he said with a chuckle, trying to discourage me from placing his bare foot on me. "I don't mind", I said, and proceeded to move his bare foot against me. He had sent me a picture of his feet when I offered to massage them, so I already knew they were absolutely sexy, socked and bare.

After a few minutes of playing with each other, Eric again made the comment that his feet were cold. I jumped at the opportunity. "Well, I'll have to warm them up then, won't I?" Taking immediate action, I took one of his feet and began massaging it. He moaned in pleasure almost immediately, which only increased in volume when I shoved my nose right between his toes, inhaling deeply. The guy was out of his shoes for quite a while before I got to him, so there was little to no smell. The fact that they were cold was also a contributing factor. However, I did not let that deter me from my task. I stuck my tongue out and cleaned out all the toe jam and sock fuzz that could be found, and proceeding to suck his toes, which is my favorite part of foot worship. I worked on both feet, then had him put one sock back on and rub my cock as I continued to suck and nibble his huge toes.

After a while, he had to put his legs down as they were getting sore from being held up too long. As we rested, he then asked if I like to have my feet played with. I've only ever had dogs licking my feet, so I told him I didn't really know what it was like yet. To my surprise, he grabbed one of my feet and gently pulled my sock off. He had never experienced foot play, so I was not expecting this. He massaged my foot, instantly putting me at ease. He thin surprised me further by sticking my big toe in his mouth and gently sucking it. I moaned in pleasure as he proceeded to suck the rest of my toes and kiss my foot. I had never had my toes sucked, and it felt amazing! Eric was obviously really getting into it, as he yanked my other sock off with much enthusiasm and began sucking those toes with more gusto. He also shoved his tongue between my toes, getting rid of the toe jam, and flicked it against my insteps, which tickled and caused me to giggle.

We were both pretty tired at this point, so we both got dressed again and cuddled on the couch as he smoked a cigarette. We made out some more, and I reached over and began massaging one of his socked feet. The feeling of his socked toes in my fingers as I squeezed was amazing, and I wanted to have another go at them, but we both knew that wasn't going to happen. He had to work the next day, so needed to go to bed. It was about 2:30 am at this time, mind you. We hugged and kissed goodbye, promising to meet up again in the future.