We lived by the shore and me and my friends would often play there. Frequently there'd be wet feet from playing in the water. We'd wade and splash a lot.
Basically, I've been wearing rubber boots ever since. I wore them in school more than most, keeping them on even when the weather turned fine. I was amazed to discover how hot and sweaty my feet got in them, but rather than turn me off of them, it only made me love them more. It made them even more of a macho thing - all the guys with hot sweaty feet, never complaining, never taking them off - it seemed a tough guy sort of thing. Wimps and sissies wore slippers or sneakers. Real guys wore rubber boots. That is my opinion still!
I wore my rubber boots proudly all through elementary and junior high. The neat thing was that there was almost always somebody with rubber boots on. Perhaps there was even one or two guys those first few days of school, and I just didn't notice. But I left mine on long after most boys would be back in sneakers (May/June) and was one of the first to put them on in the fall. Nobody really commented on them as they were so common. It was later on, when I went to college and after, that I'd be the only guy around with rubber boots on. For a long time I was embarrassed. It didn't stop me wearing them, but I was not comfortable with being noticed. And there would be lots of stares and occasional comments. Now, however, I wear them proudly in shopping malls, restaurants and grocery stores. I love having people look and stare at my rubber boots. I have even gone out on occasion on stormy days with hip boots or chest waders on. Strangely, no comments.
I discovered sex while wearing my rubber boots and for the first several years, I never had an orgasm without rubber boots on my feet.
Alas, when I was 15 and got to high school - grade 10 - there was a brand new school and the principal seemed to have a fetish for clean floors. No boots allowed. We were well warned about the new school before we even went and on the first day of school it was made clear that if we wore anything that would mark the floors we wouldn't get past the office. And in those days the strap was still in use and ultimately, persistent coming to school in boots would have got a guy 10 of the best on each hand.
If I could have taken the strapping and then continued to wear my rubber boots, I'd have done it, but it would have been pointless. I'd have got strapped, but would still have had to take off my beloved rubber boots. Besides which, by this time, kids were beginning to be very concerned about looking "cool" and rubber boots definitely didn't fit the mould. I'd hurry home after spending the day in shoes, and run up to my bedroom where I could wear my rubber boots once again.
Somewhere around this time I got a pair of rubber hip boots and this added a new dimension to my fetish. My Dad was a weekend angler and he'd always take the family along - whether we wanted to or not - and so it was fairly easy to convince him that I needed hip rubber boots for our fishing trips. Let me tell you, they got a lot more use in my bedroom than they ever did wading in a stream.
One of the most incredible feelings I've ever had was wading out in rubber chest waders til the water was almost to the top. The water pressed the rubber so tightly against me it was magical. I turned and faced the gentle waves and pushed against them til I came in my waders. This was when I was an adult. But, by and large, these days, I like my rubber boots clean and dry. Love to wear them indoors when there is absolutely no reason to wear them. I think this comes from the all day wearing in school. The hotter and sweatier they get, the better I like it. If I do get my boots wet and dirty, I take care to clean and dry them when I come back inside - while they're still on my feet of course. |
