"I saw you down there ogling my feet." Sam said, smiling with a little twinkle in his eye. "Don't be shy, bro, I know gay guys have a thing for feet."
"Is that true?" Jake Puckerman was staning next to Sam, looking interested. "If it's feet your into, I can pitch in a couple. Doesn't make me uncomfortable. As long as you don't mind the smell."
"Aww, that'd be super nice of you." Sam said, perching Blaine on the ground and kicking off his Chucks. He spoke over Blaine's protests, peeling his socks off and wiggling his blotchy pink toes in the open air. "Hey, do you guys think you could help out our buddy Blaine? He's been missing his boyfriend and he could really use some pampering."
"Done and done." Ryder kicked off his Keds with a big smile. Blaine tried to run but Joe Hart's tanned bare feet were behind him, veiny and long. His sandals were sitting discarded nearby.
"Here you go, buddy. Just relax and enjoy this big sexy man foot..."