My dad is a basketball coach.
On a lazy Sunday morning I was sitting in bed at 9:05 o clock waiting for something interesting to happen. "John get changed and come down stairs please. There is someone I'd like you to meet!" Confused, I got out of bed and got changed. I headed down stairs and there he was. Lonzo ball. A famous basketball player. I had always dreamed of seeing his huge feet in person. Maybe this was my chance. "This is Lonzo ball. One of the players of my basketball team. He is going to be staying the night as he is selling is house and moving in his new one tomorrow. Please be nice and show him around." Ok dad I said excitedly. Lonzo took his shoes off and walked towards me. "I'm going to the grocery store I'll be back soon." Ok bye dad. "Ok so should we get started" he said excitedtly. Sure I said.
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The day I worshipped Lonzo Balls feet (gay stoty)
FanfictionOnly read if you are 15+ About a gay foot fetish expierience with lonzo ball. This is all made up and fake.
