Risk Loving Another Man's Feet?

Here are the photos from my project, Gay Foot Fetish Burrito which is a continuation of a photo study begun with Burrito Foot Fetish Studies. I explore the idea of being so lonely and wanting the company of another man's foot so bad that I make a burrito out of my own foot and start to chew on it. Feet and toes have the potential for such rich, meaningful symbolism because they take us where we need to go, while burritos provide the robust, meaty, spicy and colorful elements to make our life rich and fulfilling sexually, spiritually and also in the literal sense of alleviating ur human stomach's hunger. This photoset also explores risk. While it is healthy to crave and yearn for the foot of another, to travel beside another man and share in many adventures, if that wish and desire is not fulfilled then we risk being disappointed, lonely and sad, driven to possibly eat our own feet. Is it worth the risk? That, my friend, is only up to you to know.

Walking Gay Sex Salsa Icon

These are the pictures meant to accompany my short story, "Crusing in a Salsa-Stained Shirt". As a frequenter of adult bookstore arcades, I think the idea of a man cruising within the dark, cum-stained, dirty halls and booths of an adult arcade with his shirt covered in wet, dripping spicy salsa is a powerful symbol of gorgeous lust and intense yearning. Just to walk through the maze-like dark halls and look at all the cruisers and masturbators hanging around, standing and waiting to feast their eyes on sweet flesh or to have a warm, throbbing dick in their mouth as they drip salsa all over the floor is so exhilarating. I walk down the halls and sneak into dark jack-off booths, my shirt covered in ruby red, glistening salsa and the men smell my musk and long to have my sweet, hot pepper in their mouth. When I am cruising in my salsa-stained shirt I feel like a walking symbol, an iconoclastic metaphor screaming out my right to fight all my demons, wrestle with them and embrace them, jack another man's cock so hard and so fast, suck on it so lovingly that it grows wings and becomes an angel, sperm flying high in the sky and splatting on a white, puffy silver-lined cloud for the other angels to lick upon. The salsa is my blood, the spices within it are my soul shouting out to share sensual, intimate solitude with another man as we grunt together our mutual salute to a wonderful life.

Lettuce Pretend It Is Shredded Cum?

Alot of the appeal of food fetish to me is how you can relate so many different food items to some sort of sexual organ or bodily fluid. In this sense, you can talk about food or do photosets involving food without even having to get dirty or too explicit. It's like a "secret food sex code" in a way, and in this photoset I tinker around with the idea of shredded lettuce being drops of delicious, spurting gooey blobs of CUM!! Hell yeah! . . . . . . Click here to see entire photoset!

Empty Shells And Full Refrigerators

Hey, I'm on a roll now, fellas! Thinking of ideas for food fetish photosets has led to a little soul-searching on my part. So I hope you don't mind if this set is a little deep. It's about the emptiness we all sometimes feel and how that space can easily be filled by putting both food and hard cocks into our body's holes. Hahahahahaa. There's definitely a fine line between hunger and lust and that's what this photoset is all about.. . . . . . Click here to see entire photoset!

Metaphor of the Taco Meat Sandwich

The new year starts out with a bang with this, my first food fetish photoset in its entirety! Here you have me sporting a new pair of underwear I got for Christmas while posing with some white bread and a little left-over taco meat. . . Click here to see entire photoset!