"One More Daddy To My Collection" (Patreon)

Gary was always a brat. The young man is a genius, has always been, but he also always had something evil in his eyes. Like the way he liked to trap his friends in various and creative ways and torture them for hours with relentless tickling just for fun. But, according to him, catching ticklish younger dudes was too easy: they're too naive and some even wanted to have this kind of experience. But the daddies? The more mature mean looking tough men who would never assume their ticklishness? That's the rare gold.

He deployed a device where burly men can be encased and placed standing on their tip toes while a harness lifts their body up, leaving their soles exposed and toes constantly stretched, with no way to defend them against the light touch of a feather.

The evil genius started capturing his own dad, after he arrived home from the office. He had the habit of taking his shoes and socks off and wear his leather sandals as soon as he arrived home, still wearing his businessman clothing. The sight of his dad using executive attire and leather sandals was extremely hot for Gary, who couldn't stop admiring his dad's beautiful feet from afar.

After, he captured his PE teacher who constantly bullied him during his classes calling him "weird", very much because the coach caught Gary staring at his manly meaty feet multiple times during class. Well, it's not the brat's fault if he likes to coach using this traditional white and blue Havaianas flip flops and exposing those rough man toes.

Finally, his most recent captured subject was a huge burly mature man who owns a a local mart and is always using flip flops. Gary likes to buy stuff on that specific mart just to have a glimpse of the man's big feet, and he never forgot the day the mart owner was sleeping behind the cashier with his feet on the table, exposing his big size 14 wide soles.

For his luck, all subjects he managed to catch are feather ticklish, and it's so fun watching the men's feet wiggling and "dancing" with the light touch of the feather. Too bad they can't walk away from this delicious torment...