as a transgender man i really love the idea of getting made to sniff a gym goers socks for hours as like. almost a masculinity thing?? like im getting overwhelmed by masculinity im striving towards. i dunno how to describe it but theres a level of gender euphoria the idea gives me

I love everything about men's socked feet. Seeing a guy with his shoes off can make me start to find him attractive in a way I hadn't thought about before. It also makes me horny so that I need to masturbate about his socked feet as soon as possible.
I've known I was attracted to men's socked feet since long before I knew about sex. It was specifically a family friend (our family doctor) whose socked feet I found fascinating. I used to play with my own socked feet in class at school and occasionally got told off for it.
Before the Internet, I knew there were other guys who were into socks but it was hard to meet them. The web changed everything. At first I was just mesmerised by images and videos but then started to meet guys. And then I started to post pics online, at first just of my socked feet, but gradually more.
I think I've now sniffed the socked feet of at least 50 men where socks fun was the main sexual activity, some of theme on several occasions.
I love many kinds of socks. It was white sports socks that made me realise I had a fetish, but I have also always loved dress socks. It took me a while to get into sheer socks, but once I did, I became a complete convert. You have to be pretty bold to wear sheer socks in public and doing so brought out my latent exhibitionist tendencies. My Internet posts moved into the X-rated and even total nudity. I can still play the master (because I know what a sub wants) but I am more and more sub.
I have few limits where socked feet are concerned. I suck piss from socked feet. I eat cum off socked feet.
I love being shoeless, especially in public.
I can't stop buying socks I like.
I edge for hours looking at socks porn and sometimes drift into gooning.
I am totally obsessed with men's socked feet, including my own.

The first time I ever got to sniff a dudes socks, will always be my favorite story. It was my best friend, and he had size 13 feet, massive, wide soles, long, smelly toes. Everyone he popped his Osiris NYC 83 high tops off, the room we were in would fill with his foot odor. I remember it being raw, real, musky, like mildew socks and rotten vinegar. I remember the first time I ever sniffed his feet, we were sleeping over, I was at his house. He fell asleep playing video games with his sneakers still on from school that day, so I took a chance. I slowly pulled off his Osiris, left one first, and gently grazed my nose against his socks. Oh, how it stunk. So mildewy, like his socks had been sweated in for days and left in the sun. My nose crinkled, and I got hard. My mind raced, as I peeled off his other sneaker. It stunk so badly, like funky corn chips and sour vinegar. His toes, wiggling in his sleep, releasing small burst after burst of sweet, delicious foot odor into my nostrils. I sniffed his socks for several hours as he slept, enjoying the pungent stink of sour vinegar and thick, mucky corn chips heels.

As a teenager, I liked watching gay porn with socks on. I was very excited to see men fucking with socks on.
I'm currently very turned on by smelling my boyfriend's socks at the end of the day, and I love it when he smells and sucks my feet while he fucks me. I love wearing and seeing white athletic socks and putting my foot in my boyfriend's face.