27/12/2024 16:56:17 by Just call me Daniel
I adore men in socks, not all kinds of socks tho, for example too much texture annoys me, and patterns are too much, I prefer plain white, black or grey socks, I mean I can get behind some others but they’re not my main thing. I remember being 12 and being at class and some classmate taking his shoes off, his socks were wet with sweat and he smelled, he was one of my bullies, and tho I hated him even at the time I remember feeling oddly attracted to the idea of him in his socks near me, when I was 16 I remember the smell of my barefoot classmates during certain exercises/games we played in class, the strong cheesy smell, the odor made me go crazy. There’s something about dirty socks, the smell, the look, the stains showing me the outline of a man’s toes. It drives me wild to lick, to suck, all that, but I gotta say I think what mostly drives me crazy is sniffing them, burying my face on men’s socked feet, it’s just unbearably hot.
