I Surprise Myself

Surprised myself

Everyone in this story is over 18. Like with all my stories, I welcome positive, constructive feedback. If anyone wants to rewrite any of my stories, please feel free, I would love to read them or better yet, watch them if ever made into videos.

This story includes sneaker fetish and gay male content, if this is not your thing, feel free to find another story to read and comment on.

About 3 months ago, I started to go to the flea market a few blocks from my house. I was looking for something new to do when I was bored, and I found they had several shops I liked to browse. They had a booth selling coins, a booth selling 2

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hand tools, a booth selling handmade wood items, and a few others.

It was probably my third or fourth visit when I wandered into a booth that was on the eclectic side. They had household gadgets; 2

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hand clothing including a large selection of 2

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hand sneakers. I was browsing through the booth when out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a pair of sneakers walking by that caught my attention.

I noticed them since they were not a common pair to see people wearing. From where I was, I could only see the person from the knees down below some displays. They had a pair of jeans, and the sneakers were a pair of Converse Run Star Motion.

I wanted to see what the person wearing them looked like and hoped it was going to be a great-looking woman. I slowly worked my way over and when I rounded the corner, I was disappointed to find it was a thin guy, with bleached blonde hair and looked a little on the feminine side.

I still wanted to get a better look at the Converse, so I loitered a little while and I then noticed the guy was wearing black fingernail polish. I thought that odd but focused on the Converse as his feet moved around.

After a minute or so of loitering near him, I went on with strolling the rest of the booth and the flea market.

I kept thinking about those Converse on him after I left and a few days later I went back to the flea market and made it a point of visiting that booth again. I kept my eyes down and kept hoping for those Converse to come into view again.

After wandering the booth, I decided to check out the 2

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hand sneakers they had and as I was looking through to see if there were any unique ones to add to my collection I saw movement to my left. I looked up and on the other side of the display was the guy.

I worked my way around looking at the sneakers as I went until I was able to see his feet. He was not wearing Converse, but he was wearing a pair of Superga Cotu in navy blue. He was wearing jeans again and the sneakers worked well with them, and I admired how they looked on his feet.

I was not sure why his sneakers were having this effect on me, as I typically only enjoy seeing them on the feet of women. I covertly looked at his sneakers for a while and how they moved on his feet, then worked my way out of the booth and walked the flea market.

I went home and was thinking about his Converse and now Superga and I started to plan a return trip to see if he might wear any other sneakers that I liked. I waited three days before the urge drove me to return. I went directly to the booth and directly to the sneaker section. I started to browse through and pick up several ladies' sneakers until I noticed him walk up to the display.

He went through the display straightening out the sneakers and making sure they were paired. I discreetly worked my way around the display until his feet came into view. He was wearing jeans again and this time he was wearing a pair of Superga Cotu in white. They had some wear and tear on them, so they were not pure white at this point. I watched as he moved, and they flexed on his feet.

I was getting ready to leave when I heard, "Can I help you find a specific sneaker?"

I was going to ignore him and walk away, but I stopped and turned around, I looked at him and said, "I was just browsing, not looking for anything specific."

I glanced down at his Superga then back up and said, "I guess I will check back in a few days."

I went to turn around and I heard him say, "Let me show you some I put aside for myself, but if you like, you could buy them."

I looked at him and for some reason, I wanted to see what he wanted to show me.

I smiled, "Ok, let's see what you have."

He turned and walked away, and I followed him to the register area. Once there he pulled a small box out from under the counter, he first pulled out a pair of white Converse Move, then reached back in the box and pulled out a pair of all-white Converse All-Star Lugged.

I imagined seeing him wearing them and was getting hard thinking about it. I was not sure why it was happening, so I decided to leave since I was starting to feel uncomfortable with the situation. I looked up at him and said, "I think you should get them."

He smiled and asked, "So you don't want them then?"

I shook my head no and said, "Nah, I think you should get them if you like them."

He smiled and said, "Ok, just thought I would offer. I'll tell you what. Will you be around for another hour?"

I looked at him and wasn't sure what the point was and asked, "Why?"

He shrugged, "I will close the booth up and can show you a few I have in my car."

I don't know why I wanted to see what he was offering to show me, and I couldn't believe I was saying it as I did, but I said, "Sure, I can be back here in an hour."

He smiled and I walked away. I decided to go grab a snack and cup of coffee in the food court, then after about an hour I walked back to the booth. I was surprised to see he had changed into a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt and he was now wearing a pair of SeaVees Legend Pride.

He motioned for me to follow him and I looked at his sneakers as he walked away. I started to think that the rainbow colors on the soles looked nice and the sneakers looked good on his feet as he walked.

I followed him out to the parking lot and eventually to his car. When we got to his car, he opened the back door and got on his hands and knees in the back seat as he looked around on the floor. My eyes went to the soles of his sneakers as they moved around, and then his ass as he moved it around. My cock started to grow in my shorts as I was thinking about how much I would want to fuck a girl in the same position he was in while she had those sneakers on her feet.

He backed out of the car and turned around with a pair of SeaVees Hawthorne Pride slip-on sneakers in his hand. He showed me the soles and sides and said, "I like wearing these and I think they look good on me."

I looked at the sneakers as he moved them in his hands about waist level and showed them to me. I noticed that as he moved them around, they would hit his groin area from time to time and I was thinking about rubbing those sneakers on my hardening cock, which only made my cock get harder.

I looked over his shoulder and into the distance to try to take my mind off the sneakers and how hard my cock was getting. I was listening to him as he talked about how he likes to wear them and the outfits he wears with them, but it was in the distance as I tried to keep from getting too horny.

He was talking and I was looking off at an outdoor plant stand, then I felt something lightly graze my hard cock. I distracted me, but I went back to half listening to him and ignoring him. Then it happened again, a little harder this time.

I looked back at him to see him looking back at me, then I felt it happen again as he looked at my face. I started thinking about those sneakers again and looked down to see he was holding them by the heels with his thumb on the outside and fingers on the inside with the toes pointing out toward me as he spoke.

As he spoke the sneakers were moving around and it seemed that the toes were grazing my cock by mistake as he spoke. I looked back up to see him still looking at my face and I moved slightly closer to him hoping the sneakers might rub against my cock more often as he spoke. I was done trying to prevent my cock from getting harder or getting hornier and instead wanted to feel those sneakers on my cock.

I felt them move across my cock sever more times and my cock was starting to take over my thoughts now. I was enjoying each pass of the sneakers as they rubbed past my now hard cock.

Then he turned away and got back in the car on his hands and knees as he put them back in the car. I looked at the soles of the sneakers he was wearing and wanted to move in close and lower my hips until my cock was touching them as they moved with his actions.

I was shocked when he suddenly lifted his sneakers up toward his ass placing them level with my waist. I looked at him to make sure he was looking away, then quickly moved forward until my hard cock was barely touching his sneaker. I felt the tip pressing into my cock and moving around as I kept my eyes on him to make sure he didn't notice what I was doing.

I looked down and could see the tent in my shorts pressing into his sneaker, then my eyes went up to his ass as it moved around, and I started to imagine it being a girl and how badly I wanted to yank those shorts down and fuck her.

I felt his sneakers press hard into me and realized he was backing out of the car again, I quickly moved off to the side and let him slide out. When he did, he had another pair in his hands, this time he had a pair of Adidas Nizza Slip-On Pride Sneakers in his hands.

These sneakers looked to be very well-worn and loved. As he held them at waist level and showed them to me, I knew he could clearly see the tent in my shorts at this point. I had no way to really hide it from him and just hoped he would let it go.

I looked down at the sneakers in his hand as he showed me the soles, sides, fronts, and backs and flexed them in his hands talking about how comfortable they were, then I noticed he also had a tent in his shorts as he talked about and played with the sneakers as he showed them to me.

I concentrated on the sneakers and then looked over his shoulder again since my dick was taking control and I just wanted to grab those sneakers and jerk off with them. The he said a little louder, "I really like how the soles have different textures in different areas."

I looked down and he was holding the sneakers with the soles facing up and the toes pointing to me, then the toes lowered down until the heels were at the top with the soles facing my crotch. I looked back up at his face and he was looking at me as if he was looking for a reaction. I looked over his shoulder and said, "Yeah, those are nice. I guess I should get going if there isn't anything else to see. If I give you my number, can you call me if you get a new batch in?"

He looked around then I felt the sneaker soles press up against my crotch, then they were angled towards each other trapping my cock between them. My eyes opened wide as I flinched and looked to see him smiling.

He held the sneaker soles trapping my hard cock and said, "I could help you with this."

I shook my head no and said, "Sorry, was thinking about something else and it got me horny."

He squeezed the sneakers tighter against my cock and moved them up and down a little as he said, "Ok, the only other thing I can tell you about the pairs I showed you is all the jizz that has been on them."

He pulled the sneakers away from my cock and turned to put them back in the car. I wasn't sure I heard him right and said, "What?"

He looked over his shoulder, "Nothing, if you need to go then you need to go. I must have read you wrong. I guess I'll call you if I get a new batch."

I watched as he moved back into the back seat and put his sneakers in the air at my waist level again, then looked over his shoulder at me, "I thought I felt you earlier."

He reached back and lowered his shorts a little until just the top of his ass was showing, then turned his head away and waved his sneakers and ass around. I stared at his smooth bald ass that was showing then at his sneakers and it looked like a girl's ass in front of me. My cock was still doing all the thinking and I moved forward and put my crotch near his sneakers, but not touching them this time, and quietly said, "What did you mean about helping and what was the last thing you wanted to tell me about these sneakers?"

He reached down to put the sneakers in his hand back on the floor and said, "If you want to know more, you can join me in here."

I looked around then watched as he moved over and sat in the back seat on the opposite side of the car, "Do you want to hear more about them and maybe even hold them as I tell you about them?"

I just stood there like a deer in the headlights, and he said, "Dude, you were not as covert as you thought you were. I noticed you checking out my Converse that first day."

I felt panicked, I looked at him as I tried to deny it, "I'm not sure what you think you noticed. I was not checking you out."

He smiled, "Ok, then I guess I'll see you another day."

He reached down to the floor and put the Nizza and Hawthorn slip-on sneakers on the seat next to him. Then looked over at me and said, "If you are sure that is what you want."

My dick was telling me I had to get in the car and I was finding it difficult to pass up. I gingerly climbed in the back seat and once inside he said, "Good, close that door."

I closed the door and realized the tint on the windows was dark and I was sure no one could see inside, so I started to relax a little. He handed the Hawthorne slip-on to me and said, "These are so comfortable and fun to wear."

I held them and felt my cock surge as I flexed them and played with them, then he asked, "Do you buy them to wear them?"

I looked up at him and asked, "Why?"

He smiled, "I noticed you have worn the same pair each time you are here."

I looked back down at the Hawthorns and said, "I wear some of them."

He held the Adidas up to me and showed me the soles, he pointed to a little yellow spot in a grove around the part of the sole that looked like a target, "Bet you can guess what that is."

I felt my face turning red and said, "Not sure I want to guess."

He laughed, "Ok, let's do it your way."

He pointed to my tent and asked, "Do you want some help with that?"

I looked at his face getting even more red as I asked, "What does that mean?"

He took the Hawthrone slip-ons off the seat, moved them above my tent, and pressed them into me as he said, "Do you want me to take care of this for you?"

My head went back, and I couldn't control the light moan escaping from my mouth then turned and looked at him, "I'm not sure."

He moved the sneaker in circles on top of my hard cock and said, "Close your eyes and just say stop if you want me to stop."

I closed my eyes, and my head went back. I felt the sneaker work my cock through my shorts for a little while then I felt a hand grab my waistband and start to slip my shorts down. I lifted my ass off the seat and felt them get pulled down leaving my cock sticking in the sir, then felt the sneaker sole being pressed directly against the underside of my cock and start to move up and down as my pre cum coated the soles.

I sat there and was taking in how good the sneaker felt on my cock when it was pulled away. I just waited and I felt my cock being guide inside the Hawthrone until it encased my cock and was squeezed tight around it, then it started to be pumped up and down on my cock. I took in how good it felt to be jerked off by the sneaker and after a little while it stopped.

I felt movement next to me and the sneaker sat on my twitching cock like it was made to be a shoe holder. After some ruffling movement next to me, I felt legs on each side of my legs as the sneaker started to be moved up and down on my cock again. After a few minutes, I felt like I was getting close and thought about filling that slip on full of cum, when it stopped moving and was pulled off my cock.

After a few seconds I felt the cool sole being used on my cock head and frenulum. They worked my cock until the pre cum was drooling down my shaft, then it stopped. The next thing I felt were fingers being wrapped around my cock then my cock being pressed into something.

I felt my cock start to slip into a tight warm hole and I groaned as it was quickly engulfed by warmth. I was going to open my eyes, but before I could he said, "Just keep your eyes closed and take it all in."

I felt my cock slipping in and out of the tight fleshy hole and I knew I couldn't last too long before I would start to cum. Then it stopped and slowly swallowed my cock until I felt the skin on my thighs. I just thought about the sneakers in my hands and how close I was to cumming, then after a brief pause my cock started to be milked by the hole again.

When I was getting close again, I could feel my cock grow super hard, and then like the last time I felt my cock go deep until the skin was against mine again. I sat there and could feel my cock twitching. After a few minutes, he said, "Did you like looking at my sneakers when I was on my hands and knees?"

I groaned, "Yes."

He then said, "I think we should change things up then. Don't move until I tell you."

My cock slid out of the warm hole, then there was a bunch of movement to my left. I felt sneakers touch my thighs, then be removed. I sat there with my hard cock sticking up and heard him say, "Ok, open your eyes and get behind me so you can see them."

I opened my eyes and could see him on his hands and knees with his sneakers pulled with the heels against his bare ass. All I could see in my lustful state were the sneakers and his ass. I got up on the seat on my knees behind him and my cock was near his sneakers when I settled in.

I grabbed one of his sneakers and started to rub my cock across the rainbow-colored soles, then looked up at his shiny lubed ass hole. I moved forward until my cock was pressing against his hole and he quickly pushed back taking my cock fully inside. I grunted as he started to pump his ass up and down on my cock.

I took the pair of Hawthorne slip-ons and put them on his back, one with the sole up and the other sole down as he worked my cock with his ass. I felt myself building towards orgasm and then he pushed back and held my cock deep inside. He then asked, "If I flip over, you can hold my sneakers and see them."

I was lost in lust at this point and just said, "Do it."

He slowly slipped off my cock and when I looked down my cock was hard and veiny and seemed angry, I was so hard and horny. He laid on his back in front of me and lifted his feet in the air offering his sneakers to me. I took his feet in my hands and looked at them. I noticed some yellow on the white edges of the ones he had on and I asked, "Are those stains the same as what was on your Adidas?"

He just said, "Put it back inside."

I was looking at the soles of his sneakers as I moved forward and lined my cock up with his ass which was tilted up for easy access. I noticed he was wearing a thong, and the strap was pulled out of the way. I could tell his cock was hard inside the thong but ignored it as I plunged my cock inside him.

He let out a little grunt and said, "Yeah, that's it!"

I continued to look at his sneakers and stay in my state of denial as I plunged my cock in and out of him. Then he said, "Yes, it is the same stain."

I lunged into him hard and then asked, "What is it that stain on all your sneakers?"

Then as I plunged into him again, he said, "It's jizz. They have been covered in jizz."

I plunged into him balls deep and held my cock there, "Jizz? You have cum on your sneakers?"

He moaned and said, "Fuck yeah!"