Has not been easy for me....I had always thought i was the only being on Earth that found bare male feet in thong sandals very erotic and arousing. Since i realized the presence of a fetish like this in me i sought to find answers to things like "why this??" to put it in a general way. Many times i found it bothering for me to have a sudden hardon when feet and sandals crossed my sight, but i just couldn't control it. I felt like a real freak, and at times i felt like really needing to say something about my likings outloud...but i just couldn't. Every thought about this fetish was totally sealed in my mind. I just couldn't dare because of fear of being laughed at, and even worse, being considered a mega freak with serious mental problems that needed an urgent therapy. I also didn't like the fact of getting aroused specifically by male feet while being straight, but I have learned to make clear distinctions and set limits within the fetish and sexual orientation.

I also didn't dare much to go out in sandals, because i was afraid of being looked upon scornfully. I thought this society isn't prepared still to see men in sandals so often since it's not a common thing to see at least in my city. I think that in the last two years there have been some changes about this, as international men fashion has put flip flops in a privileged position (FINALLY!) Instead, there are many other places around the world where sandals are an everyday thing all around the year, even when the weather is not too hot, and many of them are located in Asia. These places include Brazil, Singapore, Malaysia, Phillipines, Thailand, Vietnam, Myanmar (i could swear 99% of the population of that country goes around in flip flops) as well as Japan (as some sandal friends have told me, and i've found out through tv). In Japan it's just of an old or traditional thing nowadays (and so looking down to the floor at their traditional festivals must be something REALLY worth to do). 

I still don't go out much often in sandals except for hot days, which are few throught the year. I like to wear them at home, but I still prefer to be alone when doing it because i can't avoid feeling uncomfortable otherwise. This comes from the fact of being seen by my family in them is not a common thing. This is why I keep my few pairs in the most hidden corners of my closet.

It has just been very recently that I've started discovering very interesting things related to this sandal fetish since I started to establish contact with others like me thanks to the net. I have also met two other sandal fans r/t (real time) so far, and as we start to talk and listen to our past experiences and backgrounds we all think it's like looking ourselves in a mirror....and it's something really astonishing for me! 
So far I've discovered most of us are or had been the quiet, bashful type of person, and that we had a hard time daring to go out in sandals because of feelings such as guilt, or fear of being pointed out at something that we consider very intimate. 
I also had the chance to share things I've always done secretly. For example, whenever i see a guy somewhere out with really good looking feet and specially in thong sandals, i try to be as close as possible staring down at him trying always not to be noticed. If he walks away i follow him and prowl carefully as long as it is possible.

The last r/t meeting with two other "sandal brothers" one of which I had just met for real was a definitely BIG experience for me. I not only dared to do things i hadn't done ever before in public, and most of all, i found i wasn't ALONE in this. We not only talked, but i also had the chance to watch some very good photos they had taken of their feet and sandals, either together or even with other sandal fans they had met in other ocassions. One of them, Thongsguy, had also brought a bag full of sandals from his personal collection. While we talked i was obviously looking down below the table most of the time (we were in a restaurant). Thongsguy was wearing a pair of black Reef's and took one off so I could examine it, but I knew right then and there that it wasn't just his sandal that i wanted to examine! Later he opened his bag, took a pair of rubber flip flops with black thongs which are one of my BIGGEST turn-ons, and right there at the table he slipped off his Reef's and switched to those...i was totally amazed by watching this since i wouldn't dare still to do that in public! His feet are really well shaped and sized...so it was clear i couldn't hold much longer before i dared to lean and started touching one excellent looking pair of feet, wearing a pair of black rubber flip flops! I also took one sandal and slipped it in and out between his toes, while he separated even more his big toe from the rest, and wiggled the rest in ways that made me feel like words cannot express...I really lost awareness of my sorroundings, felt all dizzy and my blood was boiling up to my head! Obvioulsy I also had the biggest hardon...but there was one moment when I realized that as much as i didn't want to let off and even end up doing foot worship right then and there, i had to get up because i was still in the restaurant! Those minutes of true ecstasy were the most intense moments i've ever had...and it was right then and there on Dec. 19, 1999 when I truly discovered what it means to be a fetishist...but most of all like i said before, i found out i wasn't alone, because he had also got aroused and felt the same way as me all that while.
I think i have finally found brothers that know exactly what i feel when i see and touch a pair of male feet in sandals, and that would never judge me the wrong way because of feeling things like this and being a sandal fetishist, since we are the same...

The time I became a "sandal wearers hunter"

I still remember the very first time I found my dream feet in BLACK RUBBER THONG SANDALS. I was nearly about to leave a restaurant when this guy passed near wearing a sporty gray outfit, but with those thong sandals! i felt i was about to faint right then and there. While he was paying the cashier i stood really near pretending i was looking at some magazines, but i was looking down to his feet of course....and meanwhile he stood there he moved his sandled feet in ways that really set me on fire! He stepped with one sandled foot right on top of the other, then moved one back and forth while wiggling his toes in such a HOT way! Then he left but I couldn't at the moment! so as he left my sight I felt like waking from a pleasant dream, hoping he lived nearby so I could see him again....and guess what? I saw him again a few days later, wearing gray jeans, and those same hot rubber thong sandals! I was going back home when I saw him going into the grocery store around the corner. I obviously went in right after him, and became all hot again. When he left the store I waited a few seconds to go out and started following. I found out he lived in a small apartment building a block away from me, but I couldn't get in after him so I stood outside in front of the building waiting to see if he popped out on some window....and a while later i thought i saw him! I didn't know what to do next because I wasn't able to get into the building so I left. Then some weekend afterwards I sneaked into that building and tried to figure out which apartment was his. I went up the stairs, and thought i spotted the right apartment seriously prepared to knock at the door and hoping to see him again in his rubber thong sandals....but first I put my ear next to the door trying to hear any noise, but it looked like there was no one home, and I wasn't completely sure that was the right apartment, so I just left..

I had also had several other encounters with really nice feet in thong sandals, specially at malls. I have always followed them until it's possible...always wanting to approach them and tell them anything so they hold for another moment right in front of me. I would even love to start talking with them about how good looking are their sandals, or anything...but i just don't dare! and if it's a guy that is going around with a group of friends the approach and even following them gets much more difficult...I also wonder many times about guys that i've seen more than once wearing sandals (like the one i just talked about) if they might also have a fetish or something??? Curiosity kills me. 
 

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