Nosafeword Show – Episode 215 – Foot fetish
Still my favourite podcast that I listen to each week, the Nosafeword show covers kink subjects in the gay community with Daddy Tony and Sparky, the shows presenters always providing a comical but serious look at both the news and topics from within the community.
Episode 215 features James Medak, my favourite kink author who has a massive foot fetish and published a couple of books, but I’ve had his book called “Getting Off On The Wrong Foot” for a while now and its one of my best Kindle reads.
During the show James tries to describe why people have a foot fetish and there are parts of this I find very interesting.
My own foot fetish comes from my early days of going through puberty and discovering my sexuality in the boys changing rooms at my school gym. When I was 13 we were old enough to play rugby at school, and in the changing room, we all had our own pegs that we had numbers for. My peg was number 1. I was never sure why I was given that one as I wasn’t very good at rugby at all, but it was right next door to the teachers changing room area. We had a rugby teacher who also used to teach Chemistry and some other science subjects and rugby too, so when we had rugby session everyone would go with their bags to their pegs, but the teachers had lockers in their little changing area, and a shower too with a short curtain you could see under. Mr Weston was one fucking gorgeous junk of man. Still my type to this very day. He was tallish, hairy chested and very muscled from playing rugby as he played for his local team on a Sunday too, he had massive feet, I mean he must have bee 13 or something but I remember that I was smaller than so maybe I just remember them that way.
The big thing I remember is having a crush on him totally, from the classes he taught but when he went into that changing room, he used to get his rugby kit out of his locker and get changed. He never ever closed the door the changing room. I don’t think there was any wrong doing in it, I genuinely just think that he was one of the lads, and didn’t see the need, given that we were all in one big open changing room anyway. But the thing I remember most was the smell. He would rarely obviously take the kit that the used for lessons he taught home. He’d put it back in his locker after each class and then take it out and wear it again.
Our kit was white rugby socks, white shorts and a black rugby shirt with the schools crest on it. On us, the black rugby shirt was new and dark, and the white socks and shorts always gleaming from having had your mum boil wash them before you went to school next. His were grey, and dirty. His shirt was a charcoal grey colour too which looked like he’d worn it a lot for a number of years. i remember standing there taking off my clothes and looking at him and then just smelling this waft from that room of his manly scent. The scent of those socks and the scent of that kit… I’ll never ever forget it and the same smell I get off guys who’ve worn their socks a number of days.
Out on the field there were times when he would get in a scrum and i’d be next to him and i’d be able to smell that kit too… I would always get horny at the thought, and there were quite a few times I wanked into my own pair of school rugby socks at the thought of Mr Weston taking me into that locker room, and making me sniff his shorts and suck on that sweaty cock of his.
It was worse though, in that we as the boys had to go and have communal showers. However, he would never join the showers, no matter how longed for him too, but he’d go into the shower in the teachers changing room. The shower curtain was fantastic. Although the shower area was a wet-room it had a shower curtain that could be pulled over but I always saw his feet and up to his knees when he showered. And I’ll always remember his horny feet, and the mud washing down them after a game, and then occasionally i caught a glimpse of him coming out of the shower before he put a towel round himself to dry and then got changed back into the same teaching clothes and underwear he’d had on previously.
I dreamed of stealing of those socks of his, or a pair of his underwear or something with his scent on, but the opportunity never presented itself.
To this day, I still find the feet, socks and even trainers of a guy one of the horniest things about them. I grew up in the northwest of England where scally lads got their name, wearing tracksuit bottoms and nikes or adidas trainers depending on which gang of lads you were in and the flavour of the month. My foray into pup play came through my love of socks, and meeting Pup Parker, a San Francisco pup in Berlin who stole my socks and we ended up tussling like pups over them. That reignited a submissive side in me that I was desperate to revive.
So I really appreciated this episode of NSW, and I found it funny for a couple of reasons. Its taken till episode 215 to do a proper look at foot fetishes, but I know Sparky is so adverse to feet themselves that its probably not a topic they really find kinky that much. But the episode itself is even funnier because Sparky is dosed up on pain medication whilst recording and Daddy T takes over on a lot of the investigation into the kink whilst in the background you can hear Sparky’s aversion coming through. Its hilarious. I for one had not heard about he wax treatment that Daddy T mentions in the episode but it sounds horny as hell, so will be investigating that out too here in the UK. Maybe I’ll write some fan fiction as suggested that involves me kidnapping Sparky and subjecting him to forced foot torture, hypnotism until he learns to beg for feet in his face. lol.
If you haven’t listened to NoSafeWord podcast, go do so… start at the beginning too and make it something you bring yourself up to speed with, as I love it, so thanks guys for doing the show and look forward to many more topics!