Audition No. 2 – Kit Connor for Sammy_26

Character Description: Early 20s, handsome, charismatic, playful. Sammy is a gamer who streams online with a devoted audience. His gaming skills as well as his personality and good looks have made him a favorite on Twitch. He has also recently started gaining a following of feet fans after showing them on the stream once. Now, he humors his foot fans during his streams and thinks it’s harmless fun to show off his feet while he games and earn some tips in the process.  

Ben Affleck and Jonathan Bailey hung around after Sebastian Stan’s audition for the second one of the day that began with a polite knock on the door. “Come in” Ben announced, bringing a warm smile and head full of red hair in the studio. “Jonathan? What are you doing here?! I thought you were only in season one?” Kit questioned with an even wider smile upon seeing his friend. “Turns out I’m good at worshiping feet on camera so I’m sort of a consultant this season” Bailey explained as they hugged and Kit shook Ben’s hand. “It’s so great to meet you, sir” Kit assured. “Oof, you can drop the sir, kid but it’s great to meet you too” Ben laughed. “Right” Connor smiled as he sat in the chair in front of them. 

“So, Kit, do you have any questions or anything?” Affleck asked. “Um, I don’t think so. I love Sammy26 and I think he’s a lot of fun so I’m excited to bring him to life. The script is fantastic” Kit answered. “Well, thanks. But, this audition is going to be a little different than the usual kind” Ben explained. “…am I getting tickled?? Poulter said he didn’t know tickling could be that bad until he had his last audition for season one” a suddenly concerned Kit questioned, making Bailey laugh. “Why? Are you a ticklish guy, Kit?” Affleck asked with a flash of intrigue. “Uhh…yes, very” Kit sheepishly admitted. 

“Well, you’re in luck then because you won’t be getting tickled today. Since this season revolves around feet and involves various corners of the foot fetish community, the goal of this audition is to see if you can pull off your specific role. I already know you’re good for the part and are a talented actor but this is about selling yourself and your feet as a desirable package. Now, I know Sammy isn’t a foot master type or what have you, but part of what has garnered him such an audience is his feet so if you can make me buy that people are tuning in to check out what’s in your shoes, you’re golden” Affleck laid out, putting the audition into perspective for the 21 year old rising star. 

“Yeah, that makes a lot of sense. So, there are no lines today?” Kit asked. “No but we do have something for you to play off of though. I had a friend of mine I made while researching for season one create a version of the kind of audience your character would be responding to. From what I understand, it’s a pre-loaded stream of comments and feedback that Sammy26 would receive while he was streaming for you to act with, sort of guide your audition instead of having to randomly adlib things” Affleck explained as he set up his laptop to produce the prompt for Kit. “Wow, that’s…impressive” Connor laughed. “Too bad you couldn’t have pre-loaded that tickling with us before” Jonathan added. “I still have that table around somewhere if you wanna take another spin on it” Ben offered with a cheeky smirk. “Don’t hold your breath there, mate” Bailey assured, humoring their younger guest. 

“Great, so you want me to just act based on what the computer’s feed is saying?” Kit checked. “Essentially. Maybe sort of mesh your first audition with this one; be you but sort of act like Sammy would if that makes sense” Ben answered. “Sure, yeah, I think I’ve got it” Kit smiled. “You can just treat this desk as Sammy’s gaming setup or whatever” Affleck instructed. “Just act like we’re not here” Jonathan suggested. “I’ll do my best” “We’re ready whenever you are. Just press the spacebar when you’re ready to go” Ben explained and Kit took a deep breath before relaxing a bit in his chair and taking off his shoes. “Sammy’s already got his trainers off in the script so I’m just gonna get rid of those before I start” Kit added. “Sure, yeah” Ben understood as he and Jonathan prepared to watch Kit work. 

An eager Kit pressed the spacebar and shifted into his character in the adjacent way Ben had requested, pretending to be playing a game online like Sammy did in the script. “Dude, these blokes are all over me…I’m getting swarmed right now, fucking hell” Connor talked like he would to his streaming viewers as he mimicked hitting a keyboard. “Don’t die! Yeah, I’m gonna try not to, mate…show your feet…show my feet? Here we go, boys haha…I’m just trying to play a little online and the chat’s wanting feet already” Kit laughed as he read aloud and responded to the pre-written stream of feedback mimicking a Twitch chat. 

“You mean these feet? These dogs right here??” Kit teased with a lift up of his leg and playful wiggle of his socked foot in the air. “How do they smell?! How do they smell? Are you mad? You want me to smell my own feet for you?? …alright, yeah, I’ll give em’ a little whiff” Connor agreed before lifting up that same leg and bringing the socked foot to his nose, earning another laugh from the charming ginger. “They smell like roses and daisies; thanks for asking” Kit answered with a cheeky grin, charming Ben and Jonathan as they watched his one man show. 

“Confirmed kill! Hell yeah! Now we’re getting somewhere…lose the socks, Sammy! I’m actually quite fond of these socks; I don’t know if I wanna lose them” Kit countered with his attention back and forth between the manufactured chat and the pretend game he was playing. “Here’s 50 pounds! 50 pounds, chat? I guess you really wanna see me take my socks off, huh? I guess I can lose one of them…50 pounds gets you one sock, how about that?” Kit teased as he lifted his leg up and set it on the desk before grabbing the bit of extra cotton at the toe and pulling on it. “Here it comes!” Connor hyped up as the material began to slip off his 11 ½, charging Affleck and Bailey with a bit of anticipation as well as the sock was pulled more and more until the rosy heel, followed by the pale arch was exposed in front of them. “Should I go the whole way? Are we bringing the toes out today, chat?” Kit strung along until the last bit of the crew sock slipped off and his bubblegum pink toes were revealed. “Yeah…that’s actually loads better” Connor smiled as he splayed his fresh toes a little and wiggled them a bit for his would-be fans. 

Like with Sebastian, Ben was sold on Kit within the first five minutes of the audition. His natural charisma and how well he played his part were perfect and even after only seeing just one foot, Affleck recognized the magnetism it would have for an audience. The top was as pale as the rest of Kit and contrasted the vivid pink tones of his soles like a dream. The rich balls sat at a nice upward angle parallel to his toes, with all five a little thick but proportionate to the rest of his foot. Those same juicy toes all sat next to each other in an almost cozy row, nestled perfectly against each other without seeming overcrowded. His feet had a surprising masculinity to them, the kind that many of the men’s feet Ben had seen on fetish sites had, gorgeously complimenting Kit’s youthful radiance and how smooth and supple his soles were, like the ground would be grateful to have their weight melt across it when he walked. 

“You guys are distracting me – I just about died because I was showing you my toes!” Kit complained with exaggerated grief before his smirk returned and he continued pretending to play the game. “Here’s 50 more pounds, Sammy! Take the other sock off, mate! Big spenders tonight…alright, I guess if that’s what you want” Kit agreed as he hiked his other leg up and this time held it in the air as he slipped his hand up his pants and used his thumb to grab the edge of his sock before peeling it down and yanking it off his toes. “There you go…all the toes you could want” Connor added before putting his leg back down but the next chat input came only moments later. “Put your feet on the desk – soles please 😊. Both feet on the desk? You think I’m flexible enough for that? I guess we’ll see” Kit laughed before scooting his chair back a little and kicking both bare feet on the desk so they were resting on their heels and facing Ben and Jonathan, putting the full beauty of the pair on display. 

“There. Everybody happy now?” Connor questioned his pretend viewers as he turned his attention again to the game he was supposed to be playing, all while flexing his lush toes a little and casually wrinkling his creamy soles without even thinking about it. “Gorgeous feet, mate! Are they ticklish??” The question got a surprised laugh from Kit, making him blush a little before answering. “Now why would I tell the chat if my feet were ticklish? What if I get kidnapped one day and somebody wants to know all my secrets? They’ll know how to make me talk because of you lot! I’m onto you, chat…you’re trying to get Sammy in trouble” Kit smiled with a glimmer of cocky charm. 

“Damn! I almost had him! I was right there and I missed!” Kit exclaimed with fake frustration over the pretend game before turning his eyes back to the running chat on the screen. “Can you fit your toes in your mouth? Are you mental?? They look good enough to eat to you?” Kit dismissed but another message came right after. “100 pounds to taste your toes! What?! You’re taking the piss now…oh, man haha…taste my own toes…that’s wild, chat” Kit laughed with his attention back on the game like he wasn’t sure what to do, debating on how to navigate the development as his character would without putting his own toes in his mouth. “500 pounds – we want toes in mouth! Jesus Christ…this stream has taken a turn, guys haha…oh, man…fuck. Alright, alright…if that’s really what you want…but no screen recording, you pervs!” Connor added with just the right amount of attitude before grabbing his ankle and bringing his bare toes closer to his mouth while Jonathan and Ben watched from across the desk. 

“I can’t believe I’m doing this for you guys” Kit laughed before slipping his big, second, and third toes into his mouth with a cute grimace on his face. His lips moved up and down a little and his cheeks deflated like he was actually sucking on them a bit, genuinely letting the flavor marinate on his tongue a little before finally letting them slip out with a wet ‘plop’. “You guys better keep hopping on my streams after that one! Ugh! They taste like salty gummy worms haha…it’s so bizarre…but I have a feeling some of you already know what toes taste like” Kit added with a playful eyebrow raise toward the screen, now with only one foot still resting on the desk. 

“Can you try tickling yourself? Chat, you know you can’t tickle yourself…everybody knows that” Kit shut down with a laugh as he hit the pretend keyboard. “Yeah - try tickling yourself! Love your streams!! I think you guys love my feet more than my gaming at this point…I really don’t think I can tickle myself though; that’s just science…but if you really want me to try, I guess I can prove that you can’t” Connor decided as he propped the other foot back on the desk so his feet were slightly sideways now. “See? Here we go – tickle tickle tickle!” Kit narrated with a put-on voice as he started wiggling his fingers across his slightly wrinkled soles, making nothing happen just like he’d said. 

“I told you guys…you can’t tickle yourself. Use your nails…my nails? This is like a law of the universe, guys…I can’t just make it happen but whatever. I’ll give it a shot” Kit obliged to humor the fake audience before using his short nails to glide across his low arches for a couple seconds only to yank his hands back as his toes curled. “Woah! How the hell is that possible??” Connor questioned, more as himself than as his character, after realizing how tickly the feeling was and how had had to pull back to make it stop. “Did I just tickle myself??” Kit asked before repeating the technique along the balls and making his feet jerk back and his smile brighten with disbelief. “Holy shit! Are my feet really that ticklish that I can basically tickle myself?? That’s…that’s insane…I’m so fucked haha” Kit laughed after realizing how truly ticklish he was, making Ben and Jonathan laugh from their side of the desk. 

“The chat is really making me forget all about this game…the whole reason I’m streaming right now” Connor redirected with his attention back on the video game he was supposed to be playing, now with both feet back on the desk like before. “Yeah! That’s what I thought, mate! What a loser” Kit laughed, recalling how the gamers he’d watched weren’t exactly considerate or nice to other players. “300 pounds to tell us the last time your feet were tickled!” Kit read from the chat and smiled with reluctance at the request. Ben and Jonathan watched with curiosity as the wheels in Kit’s head turned. Ben didn’t even know what the chat would say before starting the audition but he did know there wasn’t a line like that in the script, meaning Kit would either ignore the question or think up something on the spot. 

“Such a nosy bunch haha…oh, boy…I guess since you were so generous, I can tell you. Let’s see…the last time my feet were tickled was probably when I was with a handful of my mates; Joe, Will, and Charles…we were hanging out one day and somehow I ended up on my stomach…maybe I was trying to get something from under the couch or whatever but yeah, I was on my stomach and one of them, I think it was Joseph, jumps on top of me and yells for everybody else to dogpile on me” Kit started with a humored twinkle to his eyes while Jonathan pieced together who the other guys in the story were. The names were too specific; they were his cast mates on Warfare that’d just come out. Joseph Quinn, Will Poulter, and Charles Melton. This was gonna be a true story. 

“It was funny at first I guess but then Charles said ‘tickle him!’ and I remember just fucking cringing at that…they love messing with me and tickling me, especially Joe, but I couldn’t do anything. I tried wiggling out from under them or threatening them but I felt one of my boots being yanked off and then the other one…and those bastards didn’t even leave me socks on, yanked them right off my feet, these feet you all like so much” Kit added with a playful wiggle of his toes on the desk. “Yeah, and it started as a few fingers at first and then it felt like all three of them were on my feet at once. I don’t know if all of them could’ve actually reached but they were brutal…just a bunch of scribbling and scratching and teasing all over the bottoms of my feet and even my toes! My toes, chat! It was horrible…I’ve never laughed so hard in my life and I think I even kind of squealed at one point because I swear I felt somebody’s tongue between my toes…nobody owned up to it but I felt it…tickled like hell too” Kit recalled for the fake audience with a sincerity and fantastic personality to the retelling that Ben imagined it couldn’t have been made up. 

“Ok, guys, I only have to kill one more of this other team to win the match…don’t distract me too much, chat” Kit explained as he pretended to concentrate on winning the game he’d been ‘playing’ but the chat sounded again, notifying Kit there was another message. “Would you ever let a fan worship your feet? Worship my feet?? I’m not even sure what that is” Kit laughed with his attention half on the chat and half on the ‘game’. “If it’s what I think it is, I don’t know if I’d let a fan’s mouth anywhere near my feet…I can bloody well tickle myself at this point and I already know tongues are seriously tickly…but I’ll tell you what, if I win this game, I’ll let a fan worship my feet. There. That what you guys want?” Kit offered with another flashy smile. “Yes! Yes, I won! Hell yeah!” Connor announced with a celebration over his triumph over the fake game. 

“Damn, I guess one of you lucky fans in the chat gets to worship my feet then…that’ll make for a hell of a stream, won’t it? You guys really want to lick and suck on these feet, huh? These big, smelly feet right here? Looks like I’m gonna have to make it happen for you guys” Kit added before leaning back and crossing his feet at the ankles, even wrinkling his wonderful soles a little and wiggling his plump toes for the screen with his arms crossed behind his head until Ben let him know it was the end of the audition. 

“Wow, that was incredible, man, honestly” Affleck assured as Kit put his feet down and moved the laptop back closer to them. “Really? I’ve never done an audition like that before. I wasn’t sure if I was gonna look stupid or not” Kit admitted. “Kit, you were brilliant, mate. I don’t think I could’ve done that like you did” Jonathan assured. “Thanks, guys. That means a lot” “I do have a question though, just out of curiosity, was that story you told about being tickled true?” Ben questioned, making Kit smile and look down for a second with a bit of his shyness coming back out. “Yep, all true. I made friends with all the guys I did Warfare with but a few of them are actual tickle monsters” Connor admitted with another laugh. “I thought that was who you were talking about! I need to see if any of them recorded that” Bailey teased. “Careful, now…I’m sure Kit here would love to help me tickle you some more” Ben warned as Kit wiggled his fingers in the air toward Bailey. “No way, you two can piss right off with that!”