My Foot Obsession Journey @footboi-3 - Tumblr Blog

"The steaks a bit over done...it's chewy...sides are a bit cold...no it's not my fault I was late home, you should have anticipated the traffic. Looks like that cage is staying on another month. Don't cry, just because I won't let you cum doesn't mean you don't get anything. Here, worship my feet while I eat, it is your birthday after all".

piglet69

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subfootboii

After a long year of classes I went back to my parents home to spend the summer before starting my second year in college. After a couple of days of getting back my dad suggested I ask our neighbor, Mr. Wayne, if I can help him out with his house renovation to make a few bucks.

Mr. Wayne is a carpenter and he's been our neighbor for as long as I remember. His kids were slightly older than me and now they all moved out. I wasn't so excited about doing all of this physical work but I could really use some cash.

Next morning I went to his house. He opened the door shirtless, and for a man in his fifties he looked really good.

"Hello sir."

"Been a while since I've seen you. You left for college, no?"

"I did. I'm here for the summer. I was wondering if could do some work for you to help you with your home renovation for a few bucks."

"What can you do?"

"Whatever I'm told to. At least try my best to."

"Good! Start by mowing the lawn then. Mower is in the shed."

He closed the door before I could respond. I mowed the lawn for over an hour and made sure I did a good job. I knocked the door again.

"Are you done?"

"Yes sir."

"Come help me on the garage then."

I followed him to his garage where he had tons of boxes laing around. He had me move a few of them around and throw some out. We ended up working for a few hours and I was getting incredibly tired.

He then laid down on a huge box and took his shoes off. His feet were big and sweaty. He called to me, took out some cash out of his wallet and gave them to me.

"Same time tomorrow."

"Yes sir."

But before I left I wanted to try my luck.

"Are you feeling okay sir?"

"Yeah I'm good. My feet just hurt a bit. Been working for a couple of months on this."

"I can offer you a foot rub. There's still a lot of work to be done but you can use a message."

"Go get the lotion from the bathroom and get to work."

I rushed to get the lotion and I came back to his socks off and his manly feet waiting for me. He started to reads a magazine while I rubbed his feet.

Since he doesn't see my face I start to sniff his feet. They were a bit musky and I enjoyed every second of it. He then realized what i was doing and put the magazine down.

"Are you into feet?"

"I'm sorry-"

"Are you into feet?"

"I am."

He chuckled.

"I know. You've always been a little pervert. I remember. Lick them."

I started to lick them and they tasted just like expected. They were a bit ruff but had a strong woody taste.

He then starts recording with his phone.

"Yeah you foot fag. You wanna be my good little foot worshiper?"

He then grabs the socks had on all day and threw them at me.

"Put them back on you pervert. Don't stop sniffing and licking."

He stopped recording after and got back to reading.

I worship his socked feet for almost 2 hours. His socks got soaked in my saliva and his musk filled my nostrils.

"Go get lost now. Tomorrow same time. Leave the cash I gave you here as well, your getting paid in another way foot fag."

I left the cash and went back home. And while I won't be making money, I'll be living my dream and worshipping the feet of a strong man.

(Story suggestion by: @malefeetlover2323)

allthosedudetoes

Extreme close-ups of Tom's gorgeous soles. That hairy chest and those high arches are money-makers. This man is a foot god.

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obedientservicesub

Foot worship is quintessentially subby to me, it is a testament to a subs obedience to its Alpha. To worship the "lowest" part of a Man, is to worship all of him. There is beauty in finding perfection in a body part that most see as "dirty" or "low"

Throughout history, kissing or washing another's feet was a sign of immense respect and honor. That holds true today in modern D/s or Alpha/beta relationships. Kissing the feet should always be seen as a privilege. Your superiors deserve this basic show of respect.

grsuttfeet

What steps should I take to massage your socks and feet when I take off your shoes or sneakers?.I have soft, full ears that you can play with using your feet and hands if you feel like it. Please describe it to me step by step in great detail….

After you take off my shoes, smell each one for at least 5 minutes. Then you can begin massaging my sweaty socked feet. Start with the left one and work your thumbs into my arches. Then move to my toes, make sure to give great attention to each one. As you massage my left foot, I'll prop my right foot up on your shoulder and make you my foot rest. You should be taking deep inhales of my left foot as you massage. I want to feel the air between my toes. After an hour of working on my left foot, you may move to my right foot. Repeat the process you did on the left and tell me which foot smells better. After another hour of diligently working on my right foot, you will remove my socks slowly and carefully. Then you can massage both of my feet at once, getting in between my toes with your fingers and kissing up and down my massive soles. Every few minutes I will cover your entire face with my bare feet and watch you suffocate under the stink. You'll massage my sweaty bare feet until I tell you to stop (at least 3 or 4 hours). Who's up for the task? 😈

grsuttfeet

You can almost smell them through the screen

grsuttfeet

Who volunteers to clean this sock lint for me?

mipiacesolleticare-deactivated2

YES

yurrfttboyy

Ever since I asked my friend to be my chastity key holder he’s been acting different. He’s still nice to me and everything, he just always wants me to rub his feet all of a sudden! I never had a foot fetish before, but he’s kept me in chastity for the last 3 months now with no relief…and every day he has me spend at least an hour massaging his feet. At first he only wanted it when he was over at my house alone, and he would ask very politely. Over time this has evolved into massaging his feet anywhere and everywhere, including in class or out in the open, and he doesn’t really ask anymore. It’s kinda hot how he just peels off his vans and plops his feet on my lap nonchalantly….even though they do often stink, it’s started to kind of turn me on over the last couple of weeks. I’ve noticed that he particularly enjoys grinding his heel into my balls and nub…and he even openly teases my neglected nub with his soles…but I keep telling myself that he isn’t doing it on purpose, y’know cuz he’s ‘straight’ and all.

Today marked 3 months since he’s locked me up. We we’re sitting outside studying this afternoon when he suddenly told me “bro get up, my feet need a place to rest. Why don’t you sit on the ground and rub them for me?”, prompting me to give up my chair for his feet. I sat on the ground and started massaging them as he continued to study. “Such a good boy” he said nonchalantly, not even looking up from his tablet. This was the first time he’d ever made me sit on the ground out in public before and rub his feet, it was humiliating but it also got my nub extremely excited!

Later that night he came over and gave me an ultimatum. “I can unlock you and let you beat off for a few minutes, or I can let you lick my feet. They’re so sweaty, after you rubbed them earlier I went to play basketball for a few hours….sockless” he said, enunciating the word sockless. My brains natural response was screaming “beat off, duh!!” But the nub in my pants only wanted his feet….his large, smelly feet. I’d never had a chance to taste them before now, only rub them, and him mentioning how sweaty they were from being sockless was making me feel like I was going to bust out of my metal prison.

Although I felt a small amount of humiliation by choosing his feet over 5 minutes of sexual freedom, it was ultimately the right choice. He loved knowing that I’d choose to eat his toe jam over being allowed to beat off, and reveled in the fact that he had turned me into his obedient foot fag. To this day I don’t know how I could possibly NOT be dangerously obsessed with his gorgeous and stinky feet for all of the years before now….but now they are the center of my world. He decided it was for the best if he destroyed my chastity keys, I was too busy making out with his toes to protest….so it’s been done. There’s no turning back now, this is my life now.

achillestickler

whatshewontdo

Reminds me of a moment of spontaneous natural dominance and submission I once had. I’d had some fun vanilla sex with a man, he’d just cum in my mouth and he said “want me to return the favor?” I said thanks but it was ok, he then asked if I wanted him to jerk me off, I laughed and said I was used to not cumming. I just liked making him cum. So he said “what can I do to make you cum?” I replied “Hang your feet off the bed” he grinned and I got down on the floor. He hung his feet right over my face I was sniffing one and licking the other. They were size 13.5 and so sweaty after sex. If I lasted 3 minutes I’d be shocked. I blasted so hard the cum shot over my head on the the floor a little bit got on his foot and I licked it off. As I got up he said “get back down there and lick my floor clean. You made a mess cumming so hard.” I happily obliged. When I turned around and got up he was furiously jerking off. “Come here I got more for you” he said. He came in my mouth again, this time he held the back off my head and pushed his dick in as far as it would go… he pulled me into his chest and said “so you’re kinky huh? I like that kinda thing”. The next time we had sex wasn’t so vanilla!