Marcus' Barefoot Meetup

Marcus was an attractive young guy, and he knew it. At 32 years old, he was at the prime of his life! He was fit and healthy, and loved keeping his body in peak condition with a healthy diet and vigorous gym routine.

Marcus didn't really like to label his sexuality, he just enjoyed it for what it was, no matter who it was with. He has been with both women, and guys, and whilst he preferred the company of men, he was always open to explore all corners of sex with anyone.

Like many young, good looking guys these days, Marcus enjoyed taking advantage of his good looks and sexual freedom to earn a bit of cash online by offering custom videos and selling private videos and photos on sites like OnlyFans.

He had received requests to do all sorts of things through his custom video sites from the standard wank videos, and sex toy play, to videos covering more niche interests like armpit/muscle worship, male domination, and even more obscure things like cake sitting and food play!

He was open to trying anything if people were willing to pay for it, and whatever was asked from him, he happily did.

One request that came up more than most was to do foot fetish videos. Marcus secretly enjoyed doing these the most. He was blessed with some good looking feet. They were a UK size 10, and he always kept them well groomed. His nails were always cut short and tidy, and the skin on his feet was soft and smooth, free from any rough areas. Marcus was proud of his feet, and always got quite turned on by the idea of other people getting off to the videos he made of his feet.

One day, Marcus received an email from one such customer asking for him to record another custom video for him. Marcus opened the email to see what the request was this time...

Hi MasterMarcus,

I have an idea for a custom video that I would like you to film for me. This might

sound a little different from your usual videos, but it would be my ultimate fantasy,

and would make my day if you would consider making it for me.

I have always enjoyed the foot videos you make. You have the most perfect feet I

have seen, and love seeing you big wide feet and imagining being under them.

However, for my video I would like to see something different. If possible, I would

like to meet with you, and film the video myself. We would meet in the countryside,

and once there, you would remove your shoes and socks, and walk barefoot for me.

I would film you from all angles watching you bare feet as you walked wherever I

asked you to go.

I would love to see the soles of you feet get dirty as you walk barefoot.

Obviously I am willing to pay whatever you would deem a suitable fee for you to

allow me to film this video with you.

Looking forward to hearing back from you soon

Craig.

Marcus was somewhat surprised by the request. This Craig guy was right, it was certainly something different from what he was usually asked to do in his custom videos, but at the same time he was kinda intrigued by the idea of it.

He replied back to the email asking for more details about where they would meet, and how long the video would be. He did a few safety checks on his Craig guy to make sure he was who he said he was, and that there wasn't any risk of him being a crazy fan looking to harm him. Marcus had done a few meet requests before for other videos in the past, so knew what he was doing in situations like this.

After negotiating a fee, he agreed to do the video, and arranged a time and place for the two of them to meet in order to film the video.

The day of the meet came. It was a Sunny, autumnal day in mid September. Marcus had arranged to meet Craig at a small car park at the edge of some woodland in the countryside. He wore a grey sweatshirt, some slim fit black adidas tracksuit bottoms, and some Nike trainers. He also put on his favourite pink baseball cap, and threw a pair of Adidas sliders in the car.

As he arrived at the destination, he pulled into the carpark to see just one other car parked. He pulled up, and turned off the engine of his car. The door of the other car opened, and a guy stepped out. He recognised the guy as Craig. At least the photos he had sent him were really of him. Craig was a slim tall guy who was in his late 20s. He was dressed in a black tracksuit, and also wore a cap. Marcus smiled at him and stepped out of his car.

"Hey, you must be Craig right?" Asked Marcus.

"Yes, Hi.... erhh, Hi Marcus! It's... err, it's great to meet you!" Said Craig nervously.

"Hey, so you still wanna film this video?" Asked Marcus

"Yeah, absolutely, I mean if that is ok with you. Sorry it is such a weird request, but if you still want to do it, then that would be great," Craig replied.

"Mate, I get all sorts of weird requests, so don't worry about it," Marcus said with a smile.

He could tell Craig was nervous about the situation, so decided to take the lead. Craig had already wired him the money in advance, so he was keen to just get on with the video.

"So how do you want to do this. Did you want me to kick off my shoes and walk around for it a bit?" Asked Marcus.

Craig grinned "yeah that could be great, let me just get my phone ready to record!". He fumbled in his pocked and took out his iPhone, and unlocked it. After a few seconds he looked back up to Marcus and told him he was ready.

Marcus walked back to the open door of his car and sat on the seat with his legs outside of the car. He looked back at Craig and asked if he was ready.

Craig nodded, and after a small beep noise from his phone confirming it was recording replied to Marcus "ok, go!".

Taking one quick look around the car park to check they were still alone, Marcus kicked off his Nikes, and placed them in the footwell on the passenger side of his car. He looked back at Craig who was slowing walking closing to him, he phone pointing down at the ground where his socked feet stood. Marcus bent forward and started to take off his white socks. As he removed the first sock, Craig quickly stepped a step closer, eager to get in close to the action.

The ground felt cool against Marcus' sole as he placed his bare foot back on the ground. He followed by removing his next sock, peeling it off slowly, before rolling it up and placing them back inside the trainers in the car. He grabbed his sliders from the passenger seat and climbed out of the car locking it behind him.

"I'm bringing these with me in case I need them," said Marcus holding up the sliders.

Craig stood still holding his phone down at Marcus' feet. He didn't say anything, but appeared mesmerised by the sight. Marcus cleared his throat so that he got Craigs attention and motioned with his index finger the various paths leading out of the carpark to question which way they should go. "What way are we going?" he asked.

Craig looked around and pointed toward a path leading into the woodland. "That way" his said.

Marcus started walking toward the entrance to the woods. The ground was cool and slightly damp to the touch. The leaves had just started falling off the trees, and they crunched under his feet as the stepped on him. Craig followed him, keeping his iPhone permanently pointed at the feet as he walked.

Even after a few short steps, Marcus could feel a thin layer of dirt building up on his soles of his feet. He made sure he kicked his feet up high back towards Craig as he walked so that Craig would get a good shot. It may have been his first time doing something like this, but he knew what these kind of guys liked!

As they ventured into the woods, the ground got a bit damper and more littered with fallen leaves. They reached a fork in the path, and Marcus looked back to Craig looking for the next instruction as to where to go. Craig quickly checked both routes and then nodded towards the left. Marcus took the left turn and carried on walking.

Within a few minutes of walking Marcus came to a standstill. The path ahead of him had changed terrain, and before him he noticed a large puddle was blocking the path. Marcus looked back at Craig with a perplexed look on his face. Did he expect his to walk through the puddle?

Craig smiled and nodded, indicating that he should proceed. He looked back to the puddle and back back at Craig who was still smiling. "Ok, here goes," muttered Marcus under his breath.

As he walked towards the puddle and the ground got damper and softer underfoot. The edge of the puddle was slightly muddy, and after a slight hesitation Marcus stepped forward. His foot was met by the cool embrace of the puddles water. His toes dipped below the surface, and settled on the slimy surface below. Whilst not as deep as he expected, the water still came up to his ankles. With his hands in his pockets, he hiked his tracksuit bottoms up as to save them from getting wet in the puddle.

He carried on walk, splashing through the puddle. The water soon clouded up as the muddy bottom of the puddled mixed with the water.

"Hold up," said Craig, as he approached the puddle himself, "Lift your feet up and show me them!". Marcus obliged and lifting his wet feet one at a time from the puddle to show Craig, and allow him to get some close ups.

Marcus noticed the bulge in Craig tracksuit as he stared hypnotically as his wet feet.

"Ok carry on," Craig said.

Marcus did as he was told and carried on walking down the path. Around the corner from where the puddle was, the path dipped down a small hill before climbing back up on the other side. As Marcus walked down the path, he noticed the next obstacle he was to encounter... mud! As the path reached the bottom of the dipped hill, it transitioned into a puddle of mud.

Marcus looked back at Craig for approval as to whether to advance. "Shall I put my sliders on? It's a bit muddy there!" Asked Marcus.

"No, carry on barefoot," Craig said as he nodded towards the mud. "I wanna see you walk through the mud!".

Marcus wasn't too sure about this. The puddle was one thing, it was kinda fun and harmless, but that mud looked pretty gross. He looked back at Craig and asked "you want me to walk through that?".

"You said you would walk where I wanted you to walk. That was part of the deal," Replied Craig.

Marcus still wasn't too sure, but he knew Craig was right. He has agreed to this. As he stepped forward, Craig moved down into a crouch to get lower to the ground... "Slowly," he asked.

Marcus again hiked his tracksuit bottoms up a little higher as he walked towards the mud.

As the reached the edge of the puddle, he momentarily hesitated as he searched for where to place his next footstep. "Oh fuck it," he muted under his breath, before stepping forward with his right foot.

As his bare foot came down, it pressed into the mud. It was cool and wet, and as he pressed his foot further into the quagmire, he felt the squish of the mud rise up between his toes.

"Errrgh!" he exclaimed as his foot sunk into the mud. Slowly, he took stepped in with his left foot. The mud squished between his toes again, and made some weird spurting noises as he foot sunk into its slimy embrace.

"Yes, carry on, SLOWLY!" whispered Craigs voice behind him.

Marcus carried on walking. The mud slurped noisily as he pulled his foot up from the mud, and he let his foot hover a bit before taking the next step so that Craig could get the footage he was after. His foot was covered in the mud, and looked like he was wearing a brown sock. After a second or two, he stepped back down into the mud feeling it squish between his toes again.

Craig made some moaning noises in approval as he followed him, stepping over the mud to avoid his trainers getting dirty.

As weird as it was, Marcus was actually getting quite turned on. He could tell Craig was obviously enjoying what he was doing, and the thought of someone else getting turned on by him always aroused him.

Marcus took a few more steps across the puddle and was soon out of the mud.

"How was it?" Asked Craig.

Marcus looked down at his feet, raising his right foot up off the ground to inspect his new mud socks. "It was, erh, different!" He replied, looking back at Craig. "How am I doing?" asked Marcus.

Marcus already knew the answer to his question, as evident by the huge bulge protruding from the front of Craig's tracksuit bottoms. He was certainly turned on.

Craig noticed Marcus spotting his erection, and grabbed it before replying "perfect mate, absolutely perfect".

"Shall we continue then?" Ask Marcus who carried on walking down the path.

The path carried on for a while twisting and winding through the woodland. There was a few more puddles to negotiate along the way which Marcus welcomed this time as it gave him an opportunity to wash the mud off his feet.

Craig continued to give orders as to what he wanted Marcus to do, such as "Walk through that patch!" and "show me you soles!" and "pick up that leaf with you toes!".

About 25 minutes had passed since they left the car park, and the path soon opened up to exit the woodland and out towards a field. The field had been used to grow crops by the look of it, and had been recently ploughed after the summer harvest.

They continued their walk along a path that run along side the edge of the field. As they walked, Marcus once again spotted what Craig was leading him towards. Ahead of him, was intersection in the path with a track which served as access to the field for farm vehicles.

The intersection was a sea of mud, heavily churned up by the tractors that had driven down the track to access the field.

Marcus looked back at Craig, but before he could even ask if he expected him to walk through the mud, he knew what the answer would be by the look of joyfulness excitement on Craig's face.

As Marcus walked closer to the intersection he could see the extent of what was before him. The mud was orangely brown in colour, and was littered with deep tire tracks. There were a few odd puddles dotted around the mud, but mostly it was that thick heavy mud that slightly glimmered in the sunlight hinting at it sliminess.

He stopped at the edge of the mud and looked back at Craig, who was waiting patiently behind him with a huge grin on his face. "This is the last bit, then we can go back to the car... I promise," he said excitedly.

"Ugh, I should have charged you extra for this!" Joked Marcus, as he bent over to roll up the bottom of his tracksuit trousers. This mud was a lot deeper that the last patch, and he wanted to avoid ruining his clothes.

Marcus stood back up straight and looked back at Craig. "Ok you ready for this?"

"Fuck yeah," replied Craig. His confidence had certainly grown since that first shy introduction in the car park.

Marcus dropped the sliders he was carrying and after taking a deep breath he walked forward stepping into the mud. As his foot came down into the mud it pushed up around the sides of his foot, and slowly squished up between his toes. As he suspected, this mud was a lot more slimy and thick, kind of like clay as compared to the patch of peaty wet mud he walked through in the woods.

His foot sunk about 6 inches down into the mire before coming to a rest. He then stepped forward with his left foot sinking his foot into the creamy muck, watching as it oozed between his toes.

"YES!" cried Craig with excitement, "Now lift you feet out slowly and show me your muddy feet."

Marcus did as he was told, and took turns in lifting each of his feet out of the mud letting Craig enjoy the view of his mud covered feet, before walking further into the swampy intersection.

Craig's face was like a kid at Christmas finding his stack of presents waiting under the tree. Marcus stomped around a bit more, almost falling over after slipping in the soft mud as it squished underfoot.

"How does it feel?" asked Craig.

"Weird... very weird," replied Marcus. "I mean, don't get me wrong, but it's actually kinda nice in a weird way if you know what I mean!"

"Really? I bet it feels amazing. It looks good!" replied Craig.

"Why don't you join me?" said Marcus, "I don't see why I should be the only one having to walk through this!"

"What? You want me... to join you? Like, in the mud?" Said Craig.

"Yeah why not. Come feel how good it feels for yourself," said Marcus.

Craig hesitated. He stopped recording on his phone and looked around, checking if anyone was around.

"Well? Are you join me of what?" Cried Marcus as he kicked his foot out of the mud, flicking some towards Craig.

Craig took one last look behind him, and then returned his gaze back to Marcus. Then he started kicking off his trainers. Next he rolled up his tracksuit trousers like Marcus had done, and peeled off his white socks.

He stood there barefoot at the edge of the mud looking at Marcus, before checking one last time that nobody else was around. Then with a smile on his face, he stepped slowly into the mud. As he felt his foot sink into the mud and ooze between his toes he groaned loudly in ecstasy.

"Oh man, that feels good!" he said as he looked back toward Marcus.

"Come over here," said Marcus.

Craig trudged through the muddy slop towards Marcus. Watching his feet grow muddier with each step. The mud was thick and sticky, and clung to his feet making them heavy. He groaned again with pleasure and rubbed his erection through his tracksuit.

Marcus could feel his own erection growing as he watched how turned on Craig was getting. Marcus put his hand down his tracksuit bottoms and pulled out his dick. Letting the waistband rest under his balls and his cock grew harder in his hand.

Craig followed Marcus' lead and pulled out his own cock. It was impressively large, and rock solid in his hand.

"Come closer," said Marcus, and Craig stepped forward until they were inches apart.

Marcus lifted his foot out of the mud and pressed it down on top of one of Craig's. He could feel Craigs toes under his, and Marcus squished them around playing footsie with him under the mud.

Craig held his head back and his sighed. His eyes rolled back in pleasure as he began stroking his cock back and forth.

"You like that?" Asked Marcus, "Lift you foot up..."

Craig did as he was told and lifting his right foot out of the mud. Marcus did the same with his right foot and then rubbed it against Craig's, almost imitating a handshake with their muddy feet.

"Fuck yeah," Craig moaned and he continued wanking his cock.

Marcus stoked his own cock as he watched Craig squirm in exaltation.

Craig wanked more furiously as Marcus continued to play footsie with him in the mud.

"Oh yeah! Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" said Craig.

"Yeah? Me too?" Said Marcus. "Do it on my feet," he continued.

Craig moaned loudly in ecstasy as his cock erupted with cum. He tried to aim his ejaculation towards Marcus' foot which he had raised out of the mud.

Marcus grinned as the white jizz squirted down towards his feet. As it dripped to the ground, it rest on top of the orangey brown mud in small contrasting pools. Marcus squished his foot into the jizz covered mud, and then a few seconds later moaned as he reached his own climax. His cum shot out of his hard dick landing on the leg of Craig's tracksuit.

"Fuck," said Marcus as he caught his breath, "That was hot!".

Craig tucked his cock back into his tracksuit and attempted to wipe Marcus' load off his tracksuit. "You have no idea how hot that was" he said. "That was worth every penny!"

"I hope so mate," said Marcus. "It was certainly not how I expected this meet up to go when you suggested it!"

They walked back out of the muddy intersection, and laughed at how muddy they had got. Despite his best efforts to avoid getting his tracksuit dirty, Marcus was covered in mud splashes way up to his knees.

"We best try and wash some of this off in those puddles back down the path," suggested Marcus.