He then moved closer, kissed me passionately once more, and we cuddled. Matthew asked me to spend the night, but I had work early the next morning. Gay sex I did not know how/where to start. I told Matthew that I needed to use the bathroom and he pointed me to the long corridor that led to his bedroom. I walked into a large living room, furnished in a contemporary fashion, sim lights, a stereo playing a classical song I could not recognize. So many guys have asked me to fuck them while playing with their feet; many others tried to fuck me with the same offer. “Ok, now you have my feet; show me what all that foot fuss is about”. Guys, I have already told you many of my stories before; you all know about my lust for male feet, how much I love their high arches, how passionately I conjuga-te all the verbs that apply to feet worshipping. I felt his tongue exploring my mouth, our tongues intertwined. Matthew was the second guy I hooked up with through the old phone line service I used back in the days.
