safety alert for men who wear short pants and no underwear

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critics! critics! critics!...

The Union of Foot Fetish Workers
complains that I spend too much time
on poems with appeal to dick jerkers,
with rhyme that is borderline crime.

The critics conspiring to zap me
have called me a foot-loving mess.
So using bare feet, let them slap me.
Perhaps in due time I'll confess...

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there is a taste...

There is a taste beyond all explanation,
a taste that trickles sweetly down my throat.
Giving my soul divine illumination,
it shines in every word I ever wrote.
I know a jock
whose feet taste even better than his cock...

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shoeless...

I have a friend who likes to wander shoeless.
Tho he goes barefoot, he is far from clueless.
Once in the woods to test him I unzipped.
His toes went into action and I flipped.
Now when I cough,
his toes come thru my pants and get me off...

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a guy thing...

There is a guy thing guys in every land
do privately - self-pleasure, simply put.
Some buddies like to lend a helping hand.
Some buddies like to lend a helping foot.
Fingers and toes
work pretty much the same. My penis knows...

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male beauty...

I love the body parts that dip and dangle,
the fingers and the toes, the balls and cock,
the cock that rises up to change its angle.
The whole world loves what makes a jock a jock.
What can compare
with manly dudes when feet and ass are bare...?

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juicy; tasty; stinky...

The soles of his bare feet ride on my face
like gondolas in Venice on the sea.
Toes jam my mouth like flowers in a vase.
The salty taste is close to ecstasy.

Happiness can be juicy, tasty, too,
even a little stinky. My abode
absorbs it all and blesses what we do.
I suck his toes and watch his dick explode...

Bryce is the tickle model at MFF today and has appeared in several clips with Cameron. In one of them Cameron pleasures Bryce's bare feet as only Cameron can while Bryce jerks off to climax. There seems to be a pattern here and I for one really like it!

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take off your shoes...

Take off your shoes! Let love stink up the air.
You know I love you best when feet are bare.
Give me your toes. I'll put them in my mouth
and get them wet before they travel south.
Bare toes can do
what naked drunken soldiers do. Who knew...?

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participating in the liturgy of life: sex and religion kiss and make up...

My brand new catechism is your dick.
It's great for daily reading - not too thick.
Your ass is my cathedral. When I rim,
I join in love's great universal hymn.

Bare feet become my creed. My nostrils greet
the incense rising from your smoking feet.
You are my book of life. In you I read
my truth and hope and everything I need...

The poem does not put religion aside but attempts to show that we are a valid and meaningful part of religion and the religious experience. When we participate in the liturgy of life and love and make love in our special way, we become part of what religion is all about. We are a true part of true love.

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magic...

There's mischief in his balls that maximizes
the magic in his toes. The spell is cast.
Bare feet get sucked. The viewer realizes
the voodoo victim has himself a blast
A magic spell?
Why magic? One old sock would do as well...

Dev succumbs to a magic spell in today's clip from MFF. But Rod's feet are pretty hot and for most of us instead of a magic spell it would be enough just to throw us an old sock...

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song of a sock smeller...

I smell a sock. The magic makes me crazy.
I live a love I never lived before.
The details of my tale are somewhat hazy,
but barefoot happiness is at the core.

The sock's hot owner happens to surprise me.
I learn from him that true love sometimes hurts.
He uses one big toe to sodomize me.
My happy dick endures the pain and squirts...