At that point, trying to hide my excitement was senseless. The sole of his warm foot glistened, riddled with my saliva, and the mix of scents drove me crazy. “I’m not gay,” I muttered.
He snortled. “Neither am I.” He dragged his soaked foot back and lifted the other one. “Now this,” he breathed.
I have always been straight. But what happened that day left me startled and I had to reconsider everything.
Never would I have imagined I could be attracted to men’s feet. But when I met Jesse, a tough cool biker, on the road, I discovered my inner desires and real cravings.
Note: This is a 4.2-K word FIRST TIME GAY SHORT STORY. It’s hot, sexy, and intriguing, and it contains detailed descriptions of male foot worship and even more than that afterward. If you were looking for longer works like romance, or novellas, or a light love story, this title may not be suitable for you and I advise you to continue your search. Thanks for stopping by anyway!
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