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  1. #981

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    road map for an emission (nocturnal but it could be afternoon-al, too)...

    I wake up in the middle of the night.
    His big toe pacifies me right away.
    A barefoot belly rub gives such delight
    orgasmic dribbling enters into play.
    Toes in the crotch
    jab out a messy but impressive splotch...

    Inspired by MFF's Johnny Hazzard clips. Johnny is one of my heroes. Cock is beautiful! Feet are beautiful! Put them together and you get a great Johnny Hazzard clip - and sometimes a poem!
    Last edited by ftlaudft; 01-14-2018 at 12:48 PM.

  2. #982

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    love story...

    It started as a whiff, a little smell,
    in the back alleys where his luscious toes,
    his awesome soles, his manly heels as well,
    seduce the fragile sensors of my nose.
    I find relief
    shrimping his toes like hound dogs with roast beef...

  3. #983

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    Every so often, when I reread something I've written, I ask myself what was I really trying to say in the poem. In the poem "This Taste of Feet," I see some ideas that are very important and meaningful to me. Here's the poem again.

    Is it the taste of love, this taste of feet,
    left by a barefoot stranger in the night,
    filling my mouth with ecstasy so sweet
    no future love without it will seem right?

    The gods themselves have learned a thing or two
    from footsie games of men. Their int'rest grows
    as earthlings frolic naked in the dew
    and Eros, god of love, sucks mortal toes...

    The poem asks the basic question of foot love: is it a legitimate expression of lovemaking. Love is an abstract feeling that can be expressed concretely in many ways, some more socially acceptable than others. My answer to the basic question is that feet are a valid object of desire in the love act, especially for those who have the gift of sensitivity to feet. In the second part of the poem the gods, who are supposed to represent the highest standards, not only approve but actually join in and we see Eros, god of love, proving the point by shrimping a mortal.

  4. #984

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    toes are my destiny...

    Come to me barefoot at the midnight hour.
    Toes are my destiny. On my divan
    I want to sniff your toes just like a flow'r.
    I want to sniff and suck them man to man.
    Destiny calls,
    and when it calls, I grab it by the balls...

  5. #985

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    footmaster...

    Footmaster, teach my dickey bird to sing.
    Twiddle it with your toes until it shoots.
    You are my absolute, my barefoot king.
    I lick your sox, your underwear, your boots.
    Can this be love?
    Your twiddling toes say yes. They push.. They shove...

    Braden is the exclusive tickle model at MFF today. He appears in a number of exciting video clips, one of which features handsome Link, the grand footmaster of all footmasters. Link is the inspiration for this poem and when you watch the clip, you will be amazed at the erotic beauty of his twiddling feet. When you watch, be sure to keep a jar of Vaseline handy...
    Last edited by ftlaudft; 01-18-2018 at 01:38 PM.

  6. #986

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    his toes stink lovely...

    His toes stink lovely as an angel's fart.
    I suck them with a love right from the heart.
    His toes caress my belly, balls and nipples,
    tickling until the double pleasure triples.
    I love this guy!
    His 10 bare toes are 10 good reasons why...

  7. #987

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    analysis...

    You give me feet and kisses. I give you
    a ton of love. A blowjob. Maybe two.
    You masturbate me with your twinkletoes.
    Orgasm takes us where the wild goose goes.
    Firm as a rock,
    our love is built on feet, big balls and cock.

    Your feet massage my cheeks, my lips, my nose.
    Our dicks get really happy and it shows.
    Bare soles are dancing on my heart's glass ceiling.
    Naked sole silhouettes leave senses reeling.
    Let's misbehave!
    Barefoot me, dude! I want to be your slave.

    Say I'm a bunch of grapes and stomp me silly.
    Pound me with loving soles. I mean it. Really!
    I'll gag and gurgle while you whack me merrily,
    loving the toes that puncture me - yea , verily.
    Between your toes
    I read my destiny in lyric prose.

    Rescue cool words from prude paralysis.
    Put back the anal in analysis.
    Let your big toe deflow'r a virgin hole
    and give my sphincter visions of your soul.
    Who knows? With luck
    Heaven may be a long and barefoot fuck...

    Don't miss today's inspirational clip of Cameron and Dante. Dante hires Cameron as his personal assistant. I mean, how personal can you get! I so admire that handsome hunk Cameron who dares to show it all and do it all. When he whacks away, he whacks away for all dudes and brings all of us into that beautiful world of guys doing the guy thing. New guy Dante isn't so bad either...
    Last edited by ftlaudft; 01-22-2018 at 04:11 PM.

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    so incredible, ive got a major hard on now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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    Hey Stu! Glad to hear the systems are working properly! Ready for another?

    affirmation...

    The fingers flutter on a puffed up pecker,
    beautiful instrument of love and passion.
    His manly love bus, quite the double-decker,
    welcomes robust toe sucking into fashion.

    Hot lips and tongue lick dick and toes and hole.
    The physical and spiritual unite.
    And when death shadows down the mountain roll,
    bright angels sing, "Hey guys! You did it right!"

    Atlas is the handsome photoshoot model today at MFF. He appears in a number of clips with Austin and in one of them, he sucks Austin's toes while Austin jerks off. The fluttering fingers in the poem "Affirmation" are inspired by happy masturbator Austin who uses a fast rhythm to get where he wants to go. Austin masturbates in another clip in which he sucks Atlas's toes, so the two seem to have a substantial relationship. When they do intimate things together, it is physical. It is spiritual. It is intense. And it is very beautiful.

    This continues the thought of my preceding poem "Analysis" which ends with the line "Heaven may be a long and barefoot fuck." I understand that some may find the language vulgar, but for me there is nothing more mellow than the thought of intercourse between two loving men. Whatever continuation of life may be in eternity, I can't think of a better metaphor for it than intercourse, and that includes the extras a foot fetish sensibility will throw in. Good sex is physical. It is spiritual. It is intense. And yes, it is very beautiful. Thank you, Atlas and Austin, for sharing your intimacy with us!
    Last edited by ftlaudft; 01-23-2018 at 03:56 PM.

  10. #990

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    unzipped for a quickie...

    I see him reading in his fav'rite chair.
    I lift his leg, pull off a Gucci shoe,
    pull off a sock. His gorgeous foot is bare.
    Unzipping fast, I pull my pecker thru.

    I press his naked sole against my shaft,
    wiggle my hips and moan in ecstasy.
    The way he curls his toes with barefoot craft
    makes pee-pee holes as happy as can be.

    My penis underside adores the sole
    that rubs so gently its most tender spot.
    I cum. I let him plug me in the hole.
    For feet, I give him everything I got...''

    Big Beau is the beautiful tickle model at MFF today. Can you imagine pulling out your thingee and rubbing it against one of Beau's magnificent size 13s?

    "Yes, Beau! I'm sorry about that white gooey mess! Yes, Beau! I'll clean it up right away!"
    Last edited by ftlaudft; 01-25-2018 at 07:30 AM.

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