Always been a fan of the 80's and 90's squash matches on TV and seeing a jobber with a boot on their neck squirming. Here is to hope a heel or fellow jobber who wants to take out their frustrations plants their boot on my neck.
My other interests include attending Seattle Sounders FC matches, and bowling. I am a jobber at bowling. My average is only 155. hahaha
This is long, but here it goes.

My first experience is probably the reason why I have such a wrestling boot/ shoe fetish.
When I was in middle school, our PE teacher was built like bear, He was built like one as well. I would say he was 5 foot 11 240 pounds, with a muscular belly. He was the Student body leader and the head wrestling and football coach. When I was a kid, I was the biggest geek ever and I must have been about 5 foot 90 pounds entering middle school. Well in 9th grade I joined the Student body council and signed up for his French class. Well, I did not know it at the time, he would be my PE teacher as well in 9th grade. so, I would be seeing twice a day.
Every few weeks we would switch stations and everyone loved the mat room because you could play floor hockey and thats where the wrestling mats where We would play wrestle. He would have his jock athletes tie me up and practice their holds and I would yell out in pain. Everyone thought it was funny to watch. Well, the bell rang for us to shower, and it was the last period of the school day and I was exhausted and all the other guys rushed to the shower. I was still exhausted and laid on the mat and he walked over to me and looked down. I thought he was going to help me, but he asked what happened to next was something amazing.
He lifted his shoe over me like he was going to step on me, and I said, "You wouldn't your chicken". With that he actually planted his shoe on my upper chest, and he started grinding and was smiling. I started giggling because I thought it was funny that he actually went through with it. I feel he could tell I was getting excited This only lasted about a minute before I said something to the effecto f I surrender I was a big WWF fan. He just smiled and laughed and gave a me a little stomp lifted up his shoe and go shower. For the rewst of the year in French class there would be times he would put his shoe on my desh char bar and grind it as a subtle reminder of that day on the mat. I easily passed both of his classes with A's From that point on over 32 years ago, I have a wrestling boot and show fetish and been wanting to be under boots since then.