15/12/2024 18:22:34 by Jayjay3g

When I was a kid my brother came home from Viet Nam and he slept a lot in his socks. The rest of the family complained about the smell of his feet and boots. I shared a room with him and really enjoyed the scent. He slept pretty soundly and never caught me sniffing his feet. It started a lifelong journey enjoying other men’s aromatic feet, socks and shoes.