And it was just as much a surprise for me when I saw him jogging down the path that ran through the park.

He wasn’t very tall—maybe five foot nine at the most, but he was cute.  His light brown hair was neatly cut and he had sort of a babyface.  The tan he had made his emerald green eyes stand out… but what really stood out to me was his feet.  They were so big.  I mean, as I said, he wasn’t very tall… but his feet looked as if they were a size 14!  And as he ran past where I sat playing Candy Crush on my phone, I wondered what his feet looked like bare.  At the time he ran he was clad in white adidas, and beneath them were gray athletic socks.  What did those huge feet look like bare?  I needed to know, but all I could do was imagine and salivate.  Every day.  I sat on that bench every day so that my sitting schedule matched his jogging schedule.

When he stopped, swayed a little and passed out on the path one day… well, I thought my dreams had come true.  Actually they really had!  Not caring if anyone saw, I scooped the unconscious boy up, dragged him to my car, tossed him in the back seat a vroomed away to my home.  I couldn’t have known at the time that he’d only been faking that faint.  That performance on the running path was all for my benefit… and the benefit of a boy who wondered what the lusty voyeur guy would do to him if he [Ryan was his name] were to suddenly fall unconscious and at his mercy.    

At first, I was tempted to wake him so that he could take his shower, but I decided sleep was probably more important now.  I moved to the boy's side, lifted his legs onto the bed, straightening him so that he lengthwise.  Ryan was so sound asleep that he made no reaction to the movement.  I sat down on the end of the bed and pulled off his shoes and socks.  I untied each sneaker then pulled it from his foot, trying to be gentle so as not to wake him.  Next, I pulled off his slightly-sweaty, lightly odorous socks--not even their removal from his beautiful bare feet changed the rhythmic breathing of heavy sleep.

For several minutes I held the youth's limp body, then lay him flat on the carpeted floor again. I positioned him back down so that he was now lying face up, nose and toes pointed towards the ceiling. With a light finger I touched Ryan's lips--lovely lips so pale, so delicately lined. Under my touch Ryan moaned very softly. I even slid my finger between his lips . . . stroked his velvety tongue . . . felt my finger surrounded by warm wetness. That felt more erotic than even kissing him.

I rolled him over onto his stomach, stroked the hair on his legs and the backs of his thighs . . . then his ankles and the tender soles of his feet. These handsome feet inspired me to roll him over onto his back again, so that his tender toes were pointed up at me. I began licking his toes and the soles of his feet again. Ry groaned and even twisted his head from side to side though he was still unconscious. Then he lifted his head a little . . . almost as if to watch me as I ran my tongue around his feet and then up the inside of his thigh. This should have been my first indicator that the chloro was just beginning to wear off, but at the time I was too hot to really notice.

I watched him lying there, inert and helpless--studied the dark lashes lying against the smooth pale skin, the sweet lips parted in his unconsciousness, the breath from them rich with Italian sauce and lemonade. I leaned down and brushed a strand of light brown hairfrom Ryan's brow . . . traced the shape of his face with my forefinger. It was really a beautiful face, the delicate yet strong bone structure.

I tousled his hair even kissed his cheek. I held him to my body with one arm, the youth's chiseled ass resting on top of my arm. My other hand caressed his back as I nuzzled my face into Ryan's neck. It was this act that seemed to spur the youth into consciousness. Without quite realizing what I was about to do, I gave him a quick, sharp clip on the jaw.  He was out cold once again.  Then I continued stroking, caressing and fondling various parts of his toned body.  Especially his incredibly beautiful feet…

To be continued….