Terry's Tale - Parts 1 & 2
by tdsenum@shaw.ca

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Part 1 -

When I was growing up my cousin put his feet on my penis when we were in bed.

It sure felt good. I also had a friend named Larry who was three years younger who did the same after school. He didn't mind. I always had a hard-on, 7". Sometimes I wish I could relive those days.

I was even attracted to a fellow classmate by the name of Dennis who took his socks off during floor exercises in school.  I think he was the first person I fell in love with. I never told him because I was too embarrassed. Every chance I got I would always smell my uncles smelly socks which always gave me a hard-on. Having a foot fetish is nothing to be ashamed of. I never get enough of bare feet, whether it's boys, young men or older. The size and shape of a person’s foot always turns me on. I guess you can say I'm proud of my foot fetish.

I remember once a bisexual man came to visit me and I told him of my foot fetish. I laid on the bed and he put both his bare feet on my cock and I rubbed both his bare feet together on my cock which felt so good. I got a hard-on with lots of pre-cum.

Feet are erotic and I do know for a fact that a lot of men like their feet rubbed and massaged but are too embarrassed to admit it.

Part2 -

Every chance I get I always look at other guys' bare feet to see if it turns me on.

Not all bare feet do that. I have a friend in Edmonton who's name is EJ (Ed). He's a construction worker by trade. He's in his mid 40's, very sexy. Once I saw his bare feet and I told him I had a foot fetish way back in 1998. Not long after that he came over to my apartment and actually told me he needed to wash his feet! So I got a basin of water so he could wash his feet in it.

He's been saving his smelly socks for me for the past 7 years. He puts them in a plastic bag and leaves them on his house porch before he goes to work and I go pick them up a few days later. After a few good days of smelling them and getting off I wash them and bring them back to him. He’s always so faithful to have a couple pair of smelly socks for me.

Once I saw him nude in a picture on the floor in a pile of old newspapers. He was renovating his apartment at the time and he noticed I had the picture of him. When he saw that I had this picture of him he immediately took it from my hand. He was so embarrassed! I told him that it was a nice picture and I really think he was flattered. He's bi-sexual. That's Ok, with me. It’s his feet and the smell of his socks that really turn me on anyway.

He has a gorgeous body and nice personality. But it was feet I was really attracted to. And it’s always been this way.

Even when I was on my grandfather’s farm back in the late 1970's my cousin was laying in my uncle’s bed. It was during the daytime. I stood outside looking inside to his size 11 bare feet. He knew about my foot fetish having, so he had his brother Wesley put his bare feet on my crotch as we lay in bed together. I even remember seeing my uncle’s bare feet when he lay in bed and I was in the kitchen. He knew of my foot fetish too, and I remembered masturbating in my shorts when I looked at his feet and wishing at that time that he would put his feet on my penis when we laid in bed.

He actually did once,

He did it a few years earlier and I clearly recall how good it felt. He was a bachelor and a farmer by trade. He was my mother’s brother. He was of Swedish descent. I am half Norwegian and Swedish myself. And I am one lucky half Norwegian/Swede! I can go and get a pair of socks from EJ (Ed) anytime. All I have to do is phone him and he will put the socks in a plastic bag on his porch!