My theory is, there are several factors that influence my reaction, including but not limited to my current emotional state or mood, my level of attraction to my partner and my level of comfort with said partner. Those last two can often be intertwined, since as we all know, there are some guys who are so damn hot you’d let them do (almost) anything to your body.
Then, of course, there’s the freedom to let loose and make some noise. If I know that the windows are open and the neighbor’s mowing his lawn next door, my general tendency is to extend him the courtesy of not hearing my moans, grunts and “oh fuck yeah“ exclamations. In that case? Much to my chagrin, life isn't a gay porno, and it’s highly unlikely that he’s going to come over, strip off his grass-stained jeans and stuff his cock in my mouth to shut me up while the other dude slobbers on my big toe. That’s just not the way the world works.
The one thing I haven’t considered, however, is that I’ve always viewed getting my feet worshiped as a submissive activity, even if I were otherwise playing the dominant role in a hook-up. There’s plenty of room to turn that power dynamic around, and as someone who’s naturally aggressive in the bedroom, I could see how commanding a bottom to lick my heel would hold some erotic appeal for me.
But, oy, I’m just babbling on at this point! Let’s get back to all you fine readers at home—on the most basic level, do you enjoy getting your feet licked? Are there any
- Dewitt
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