Ajit and I had met through craiglist, both of us intending a one-off meetup while I was traveling. The ad was simple enough, I wanted some sweaty feet to lick, and Ajit loved watching men submit at his feet. Quick, easy, both parties got something they wanted.
To my surprise, Ajit spoke to me casually as I laid at his feet. Asking me about my life, interests, etc. He would always listen, but would slide his toes back into my mouth if I went on too long. He spoke little about himself, but was interested in understanding more about why I found this so enjoyable.
As the night went on and I got more comfortable, I let it slip that I was into macrophilia as well. Ajit's eyes practically lit up, asking me to explain what I liked about it specifically. It was the first time he removed his feet from my face, gesturing me to sit up as I spoke.
To my surprise, Ajit spoke to me casually as I laid at his feet. Asking me about my life, interests, etc. He would always listen, but would slide his toes back into my mouth if I went on too long. He spoke little about himself, but was interested in understanding more about why I found this so enjoyable.
As the night went on and I got more comfortable, I let it slip that I was into macrophilia as well. Ajit's eyes practically lit up, asking me to explain what I liked about it specifically. It was the first time he removed his feet from my face, gesturing me to sit up as I spoke.