Brandon could remember his first erection. Probably most guys could. His came around five or six after seeing a commercial for Cascade dish detergent, oddly enough. Brandon couldn’t recall the details of the commercial—only a scene of white dishes crashing and shattering against a wall, thrown by unseen hands. It was in mentally replaying this…
Author: Ryan Bacall
3. A Tiny Kernel
Two weeks had passed. Brandon still felt a confusing mixture of shame and bliss burn in him when he replayed the details of the events. In the immediate aftermath he was mortified. Anthony, of course, was clueless to Brandon’s torment. He had chucked the destroyed Vans into the back of the Jeep with the tripod,…
2. The Plunge
Brandon had never known an orgasm this intense, which felt wrong considering the partner. As he felt the last of his wasted seed spurt onto the insole, he staggered into the side of jeep, which made a dull metallic thud. Anthony glanced over toward him questioningly, having not a clue as to what had transpired….
1. The Slip
Brandon raised his eyebrows as Anthony threw his Hunters into the back of the Jeep. It was an involuntary action, but Anthony noticed. “What?” Anthony asked, pausing in his preparations. Most of what they needed was already haphazardly pitched into the battered vehicle. Brandon’s heart fluttered. “What, what?” Brandon feigned ignorance. His attempt at nonchalance…
Yes, this is a Fetish Blog
If you’ve come in, it may be because we have something in common. This is a brief story behind my creation of Shoe Horny. I have known that I had a fetish centered around footwear and mud since before I even knew I was gay. It wasn’t until I had gone through my entire adolescence that it finally occurred to me that my fantasies only ever featured men…
Shoe Horny 