Date: Sun, 28 Apr 2019 06:09:24 -0500 From: Ryan Carter Subject: Public Flip Flop Licker part 1 Ever since I could remember I've had a foot fetish. I'm from Florida, and the amount of flip flops I'd see in the summer was overwhelmingly exciting. I'm gay, 24 years old, and I honestly never had much foot action. The hottest action I would get is spending the day at the beach staring at all the men and their bare or flip-flopped feet either walking in the sand or resting outstretched on their beach towels. I've always been particularly into soles, I love when a man stretches his feet out and I get a nice look at his sole. Over time I noticed I started to have a big thing for flip flops too. One day, I was walking along the beach and I saw a pair of big flip flops, had to at least be size 14's. There was no body around, just the flip flops sitting on a towel, and me standing there looking at them. It was in a less populated corner of the beach, and I felt safe enough to kneel down and lick them. I licked the insole, then turned it around and licked on the sole for a few minutes. The insole tasted so perfect, whoever this guy was he sure has some sweaty feet. I turned it back around and dove into the insole, licking it like a popsicle on a hot day. I had a raging hard on, but was also extremely nervous that at any moment a buff sexy dude would come over and kick my ass for licking on his flip flops. So I finally made myself put them down, and went back to my more populated area where I could perv out on all of the feet again. Thankfully I never got caught making out with the strangers smelly flops, but after tasting that I was craving more! A week went by and I wanted nothing but a smelly flip flop in my face. It was all I could think about. I almost asked my best friend, but decided I didn't want to freak him out or ruin my friendship. Even though I've always thought he had the sexiest size 13's, it just wasn't a risk I wanted to take. Another week went by and I was losing it. So I went to the park down the road from my house, trying to keep my mind occupied. On the park bench I saw a man resting his bare feet up, and his flip flops were on the ground in front of the bench. I walked past him, trying to be nonchalant while I checked out his flops. The closer I got the harder I got, as I noticed how dirty the insoles were. The flops were white, but in the insole there was a very noticeable black foot print. My dick was tingling like crazy. I had the strongest desire to drop to the ground and lick that entire foot print clean, turning this gorgeous mans flip flops white again. He was on his phone, wiggling his toes nonchalantly. I had to go home and beat off, but decided to snap a quick picture of those insoles before I left. I blew my load harder than ever before staring at that picture. Throughout the night I looked again, and again, and ended up blowing 3 more loads. I couldn't help myself, every time I would blink or close my eyes all I could see was that mans flip flops. My dick was so sensitive and sore from the excess attention I had given it that day, and I still kept getting hard thinking about them damn flip flops. After laying awake for a couple hours and thinking about feet and flops, I decided if I see that man again I would do something I've never done before. I'm gonna ask him if I can lick them clean. The people around here are usually really easy-going and chill, especially the dudes, so in reality I probably wouldn't get my ass kicked just for asking. I might get told no, but I doubt he would make a huge deal about it. Fuck it, I'm gonna ask. I tossed and turned most of the night, and decided after my morning errands I was gonna head to the park again. Like a dream come true, there he was. I sat on the bench across the sidewalk from him, and I stared. I watched for about 15 minutes trying to build up the courage. I didn't want to sound like a creep, but maybe I am a creep? Normal people don't ask strangers if they can lick their dirty flip flops. Then it hit me, I can offer him a little money. Money motivates everybody, maybe that will make it just a little less awkward. I checked my pocket, all I had was a $20 on me. I decided I'll make it work. I finally decided to get off the bench and make my move. I sat down right beside his feet, with just enough room for my skinny body to fit between his feet and the arm rest. He looked at me for a second, then back to his phone, with his feet still just a centimeter away from my arm. "Umm, excuse me Sir." He looked up. "What's up dude?" He said, looking at me. That's when I noticed his big brown eyes and beautiful brown hair, he was so gorgeous. "I have a question for you. Uh...do you um...wanna make 20 bucks?" I asked, shaking nervously. "Depends. What you need me to do?" He said, looking intrigued. "Well, you just have to keep doing what your doing. It's more for umm.....uh it's uh something I wanna do. I've never asked somebody this before, I'm sorry for stammering like a scared little kid. I'm just gonna ask. I saw you here yesterday, and I noticed your flip flops look like they could use a good cleaning" I stammered, very nervous. "Would you uh, be open to the idea of letting a foot fag lick them clean? I'll pay you $20. I'm sorry, I probably shouldn't have asked. I just can't help but stare, I can't imagine how amazing they probably taste. I'm sorry Sir, you can tell me to fuck off if-" "You want to pay me $20 to lick my dirty ass slides clean?" He cut me off, with a big shit-eating grin spreading across his face. He stared at me waiting for my reply. "Yes sir, I very much would like to. Please?" I said, looking down, ashamed at myself for being such a pathetic foot boy. "Ok" he said with a chuckle, holding his hand out. "Since your paying me, you better do a good job too. Little foot fag" he said, taking the money out of my hand. I sat there for a moment, then he kicked me "fuck you waiting for?" He demanded. "Sorry Sir" I said, then bent down to pick them up. I grabbed one, and he raised his foot and knocked it out of my hand. "Don't do that shit right next to me fag. Get down on the ground and lick them. I never said a word about touching them." He said in a demanding, alpha tone. I got up and kneeled down on the sidewalk, then started licking. There were a few people there, most of them preoccupied with whatever they were doing. I heard two young guys laughing at me nearby, one dude walked past me and said "missed a spot". It was so humiliating, but I was so turned on that I loved it. I licked and licked, had to have been there for at least an hour just working on the left one. It tasted even better than the size 14's at the beach a couple weeks ago, I was loving it. This man had such an amazing taste, I couldn't believe how lucky I got. It was the perfect mixture of dirt and sweat. I got the left one as clean as I could, which was a lot cleaner than what it started out as, but not perfect. That's when I started on the right, savoring the salty taste of this mans beautiful foot. A woman walked past and said "damn boy, shine that shoe", I was beyond embarrassed. I absolutely loved the embarrassment. A couple walked past, the woman pointed me out and the man began laughing uncontrollably. "Hey you can come do mine next you fucking faggot" he said. At that I looked up, and noticed he had on some sexy flip flops too with his big and tanned feet. He noticed me looking and lifted his foot, as if to tease me. "Why don't you come give this dirty sole a little lick real quick" he taunted. I crawled the few feet over to him and gave his sole a few good licks before he pulled it away "that's enough faggot, don't want you to blow your load" he said. "Kiss the top good bye" he said, raising his foot and pointing the toes down, putting his tops right in front of my face. I gave his big toe a kiss, and he withdrew his foot and left. I was beyond turned on I couldn't believe it. I looked down and sure enough my shorts were wet with precum. I turned back to finish the flop I was working on, as I continued to hear people laugh and make comments. As the time went on, I didn't realize it, but the park became a lot busier. I licked and licked as I heard all kinds of random comments "Make sure you get it clean" "Bro look at that faggot over there" "eww what the fuck?" "Some people just have no shame" "Is that a flip flop he's over there chowing down on?" "look at that faggot, munching on that flip flop like it's pie. Filthy fuck". I just kept on. I had to have been there at least 2 hours, when I felt my hair being grabbed and pulled away. I looked up to see the man who's flops I was cleaning pulling me away, he smacked me in the face, then said "good job boy!! They almost look new again! I'll tell you what, Tomorrow I'm gonna wear my leather slides, they're even filthier. Bring me another $20 and we can do this again. Same time and place, I'm here almost everyday." He said. Then he let go of my hair, slid his flops back on, and just like that he was gone and I was sitting in the park with a boner and wet shorts, all while people were lookin over at me and making comments to their friends. It felt ever more humiliating now that he was gone and it was just me sitting here. I rushed home and blew a huge load. I shot so hard I ended up cumming all over my face, the most intense release I've ever had. I couldn't help but to keep thinking about tomorrow, with his leather flip flops. I tried to imagine what they might look like, drifting off to sleep.