I'm back with some more of my foot and gay experiences. I'll probably be writing more about purely sexual encounters in the future too, so if you guys have any suggestions on where to post let me know! This time I'll be telling you about my earliest foot experiences, which began sometime in middle school and kept going all the way until I reached high school. By the time of these experiences I was around 12 or 13, and I had recently met a boy named Isaac, who is a year younger than me. I was a big boy, and chubbier than I am today, while Isaac was not as tall, super slim, he exercised a lot and had the beginnings of a nicely sculpted body. We met during afterschool activities, and because most rooms there had some kind of carpet, kids were asked to take their shoes off.

Boys will be boys, I guess, and soon Isaac and I became friends, and began playfully wrestling. Me being me, after a couple of matches my objective was not to subdue him, but rather take his socks off. He was slender, very pale all over, almost hairless at the time, and his feet were a reflection of him: slender, long toes, pronounced arches, but he had the softest and fullest feet balls and heels. And his feet always smelled like absolute heaven, not too nasty, not acid, but salty, sweaty and chalky, somewhat. By the time I had his socks off I'd usually start to "lose" the match, and he'd get the upper hand by placing his foot on my chest and face, pushing down hard and sometimes even trampling me. To be honest, I think some of the other people around caught on on my intentions, but Isaac never seemed to notice or care. We eventually started hanging out at each other's all the time and had sleepovers from time to time. Now that you have some context, here are some stand out memories pertaining Isaac's feet:

--One of the earliest and hottest memories. We were hanging out on the school yard, I was sitting on a stone bench. For some reason he decided to lay down on the floor and I pulled his feet towards me. So I was sitting with my own socked feet on his chest, while I stripped his socks off and placed his feet on my chest, touching my groin and my nipples simultaneously with them. I sniffed a bit, while he payed on his phone, but the best part is my nipples have always been my most sensible zone, so I almost came then and there.

--We were on his house, on his couch. I think I was helping him study for something, and as usual I reached out to take his socks off (he never wore shoes at home). He was really pissed cus he was trying to concentrate, but I insisted on slipping his long black socks off. Once they were off, he was very angry, but rather than taking his feet off me, he pushed his slender white foot to my face and said "If you wanted them off so bad, now you gotta smell them!" He thought it was gross, I guess, but I happily smelled between his toes for a while, before his mom came down and I stooped.

--Whenever we played video games we started out playing together, but it often ended with me watching him play while I massaged and touched his bare feet. Either at his house or mine.

--Every so often we would have a sleepover, but both of us just had single beds. We decided pretty early on that we would sleep in a face-to-feet way, so as to have more space. Obviously I was over myself every time. What's funny is he would ALWAYS sleep with his socks off, but as soon as I heard his breath become shallow and regular, I would slip his socks off and started sniffing. Obviously I eventually got the courage to stick my tongue out and lick his precious, small nailed-toes while I jacked off under the blankets. He was a pretty heavy sleeper, too, so I could do that for hours on end.

--Last highlight was one time we were at my place, just hanging out on my bed, and I sent him a link to a kink test that's pretty long, around 120 questions or so. He started doing it, and while he was at it, something came over me and I decided to smell and lick his feet openly. He was engrossed in the test, and just briefly glanced at me, slapped my face with a foot, and tried to pull away from my mouth cus he was grossed out, but I insisted and just kept licking and sucking his soles for the next half hour.

TO this day, almost 15 years later we are still friends, though he moved states and we rarely see each other any more. However, even after I started high school and we stopped hanging out as much. I often told him that I needed some feet pics for art class or whatever, and he always sent some. A couple of months ago I actually confessed to him that I was always turned on by him and his feet, and he was super cool about it, even when he is actually straight, he just went "cool, lol I never knew".

There's a couple more stories that involve Isaac, but I'd rather do a post for each alone cus they are more interesting. Let me know what you think and check my profile for more of my experiences :)

Foot Anthology: David