He’s addicted to bare feet. One time, he went into a gas station and saw a girl standing there with dirty feet. He offered a hundred for her to let him lick her feet. She responded, “a hundred dollars? You can lick my bare feet.” He paid her the money and then licked them.
He used to carry around bottles of nail polish and tell women that he was a cosmetic sales rep, asking if they would like their toenails painted. After finishing their toes, he would let them keep the bottle of polish that he used, since he represented the cosmetics company, after all!
“Did they ever suspect you?” Celeste asked.
“Yeah…” he replied slowly.
One time, after beginning to paint a woman’s toes he complimented them and told her that he would give her feet a tongue bath if she wanted one. She responded with a “what the fuck” and kicked him in the nuts.
He has also pretended to be a massage therapist. He claimed to a waitress at a restaurant he used to work that he knew reflexology and could make her feet feel really good. She let him massage them for a while, but refused to take off her nylons when asked. After a moment of having her feet rubbed, she said, “umm, this is just too fuckin’ weird” and then left. The waitress told her friend later that he was a foot freak, who made fun of him for it when she ran into him at a bar.
Another anecdote: he paid a girl and her two friends one hundred dollars apiece to kick him in the balls. It was a frigid thirty degrees that day and he stripped naked outdoors so they could give him three big, hard kicks in the crotch each. The girls laughed at the immense pain that the kicks caused him. They were supposed to give him a ride back to his house, but they didn’t follow through on their promise. They drove off with their car, so Scott had to put his pants back on and then walk home.
“They treated you like dirt,” Celeste laughed.
“That’s how I like to be treated, though. That’s the problem!” he responded.
“Are you jerking off,” Celeste asked.
“Yes, but it’s not hard because it’s such a defective little cock,” he said.
He only gets hard in more intense situations, like the time when he licked a girl’s ass while she had sex with her big, black boyfriend. Scott had asked her if she would humiliate him, so she told him to play with his little weenie while she took his big cock. It was her boyfriend’s idea to make Scott lick her ass while it happened. He said that whatever toilet paper the girl was using, “it wasn’t working.”
Once, he paid a call girl two hundred dollars and told her that he’s a loser. She said that she had seen four clients that day and she wants her pussy licked. Scott licked her pussy and did not lose his virginity to her that night (or ever). He also told us about a time when he tried to lose his virginity to a prostitute and failed. She wasn’t doing anything dominant and her feet weren’t pretty, so he couldn’t get his penis hard. She was kind of pissed off, but was kind enough to charge him only seventy-five dollars when she was going to charge one hundred.
He needs to be abused and humiliated – that’s the only way he gets hard.
“Wanna hear something real naughty?”
Back when he was a freshman in high school, he had a cousin who was in the eighth grade. She had recently been confirmed and had a pair of high heels that he thought were so hot. Her family had a party, so during it he snuck into her room upstairs and found them. He jerked off and came into the heels. He didn’t clean them up, thinking about how hot it would be if his cum got on her bare feet and toes. We weren’t surprised by his story, considering everything else that he had already confessed that night.
“I’M SCOTT AND I HAVE A SMALL DICK AND I’M A LOSER, ” he yelled loudly.
“MY NAME IS SCOTT AND I AM A LOSER AND I HAVE A SMALL DICK. I’M SCOTT AND I AM A LOSER AND I HAVE A SMALL DICK.”
At first, he was yelling about his small dick inside of his apartment. We eventually had him walk out onto the balcony where he was much more audible. We could hear car traffic outside.
“I’m a loser I’m a loser I’m a loser I’m a loser,” he started as a warmup. He sounded apprehensive at first, but it didn’t take much effort to get him to yell. We had him yell funny phrases like “MY DICK DOESN’T GET HARD” and “I WILL NEVER FUCK ANYONE.”
One time, he went to his local county fair wearing tiny short shorts with no underwear in hopes that someone would pull them down and humiliate him. No one seized the opportunity, unfortunately.
“Did people just look at you like you’re crazy and gross?” Celeste asked.
“Yeah,” he responded.
“When is the last time you came?”
“June,” he replied.
He said that he cums about three times a year. June was four months ago, so I believe that his figure is probably accurate.
I’m going to post a naked picture of him, and then that’s all of the dirt that we have on Scott for now!
