My Dream: Being a Trainer on the Men¹s ATP Tennis Tour
by Roger

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I love men’s feet.

I love soles, I love big feet and I love smelling feet. I have had this fetish all my love. I’ve fantasized about famous men, actors like Lorenzo Lamas and George Clooney, but also about tennis players.

This new breed of tennis player, led by Roger Federer, looks amazing. You have Roger Federer, Mark Philippousis, Andy Roddick (don’t like him though), Carlos Moya, Safin, etc.

My fantasy: I am in the men’s locker room. They all have their own locker where they put their things. I walk into one of the locker rooms and see a bag belonging to Australian big guy Mark Phillippoussis. I hear the shower and get stiff. I see his shoes … size 15!!! I go for his shoes; he’s still in the shower.

I take his big shoe and put my hand inside it. It’s moist. I take a sniff and I am in shoe heaven. I see his socks; this can’t be true …I am actually going to smell Mark’s foot scent. I take his damp sock and smell it. Mmmm, a combination of man, cheese and sweat. I love it so much that I didn’t hear the shower being turned off.

A loud voice says: ‘’what are you doing mate?’’. It’s Mark Phillippoussis. He walks towards me and calls me a pervert for smelling his socks. He is big and pushes me on the ground. He put his big size 15 feet against my nose and said: smell this pervert, my Australian toe jam. Even though he has showered his feet still smell a little bit. He starts stroking his cock and comes all over my face. He decides to blackmail me.

Turns out he has a thing for the world number one tennis player: Roger Federer. A tennis player so gifted …and so handsome … and a clean and nice guy besides! He has never called for the trainer, so I don’t know anything about his feet. Mark wants Roger Federer and his feet. But then I hear the phone, I have to go the center court: it’s Roger Federer who sprained something.

I leave Mark and head for the center court; there is Roger Federer and he has untied his left shoe!!!!

Roger is a very nice guy with a very low soft voice. He points at his foot and says that he sprained it. I say I will take off his sock. Roger Federer smiles and says: you’re in for something I have been playing for two hours. I just smile and gently remove his sock. He has beautiful feet, and their smell …! It’s impossible to believe that a man that sweet and cute can have a smell like that. It was like heaven.

I positioned his foot so that my nose was almost against his toes. Wooly stuff from his socks was stuck between his soles and the fleshy part of his sole. Roger is very smart and said: ‘’you like my feet don’t you’’. I confess and when I am through taking care of his feet, Roger whispers in my ear: "after this match come to my locker room, I will let you have my feet before I shower.

I go back to the locker rooms and tell Mark Phillipoussis what happened. He suggests that I let him in the foot sex with Roger Federer. I couldn’t be happier. After the match, Roger lies on a massage table and starts talking dirty to me: eat my feet, boy and smell that smell my toe jam feet clean. I do as he says and it isn’t long before Mark joins.

Marks starts kissing Federer and says: I told you we could find someone to take care of our feet. I am surprised, but before I can say anything, Mark pushes his big foot against my nose. Meanwhile, he’s sucking Federer’s toes. I have to suck them too and their cocks, but then suddenly the phone rings: Call for the trainer: Andre Aggasi has blisters!!!

I would do this job for free...