Dovetailing on my sock fetish post from yesterday, I realize that if I want other men to truly worship my feet, I need to take better care of them. All of these summer days at the pool have really taken a toll.
I’ve been thinking about this foot fetish party I went to a couple of years ago, and about how turned on I got kicking back and having guys worship my socked feet. Since no one else seems to be planning events like that in my area, I think I might have to take on the job.
It’s hard to believe that it’s nearing the end of the early hotel reservation period for Gay Days 2019, especially since the event has been moved to mid-August.
Should I take the year off, or go ahead and buy into another year of debauchery with friendly strangers just as horny and crazy as me…
Fuck. I have a lunch meeting with a new, mature, sexy client today. Thankfully, he’s a colleague and not a subordinate. So if he picks up what I’m putting down at lunch, I’ll be having him over later.