27/12/2024 20:32:15 by anonymous
As a kid I liked to play with weird things. I liked to kick plastic bags and make games with bottle caps, for example. Our family had a bin of lost/mismatched socks and I began to really enjoy playing with them. I would like to take them out and do little competitions for softness, length, how they felt to wear, and a bunch of other things. I kept doing this and at some point it developed into me wearing the best ones, and eventually I started rubbing myself with them. This was before I even was able to produce anything, but it still felt good. I remember being surprised the first time something actually came up.
I think originally my love for socks was more broad, but as I kept enjoying them more and more, the types of socks I felt attraction to began to narrow somewhat. This developed in two separate ways- first, the socks being white became an absolute requirement. I think some of this stems from the culture on websites like reddit at the time (especially to someone who would just namesearch sock and read every post) was that white socks were ugly and you shouldn’t wear them. It initially caused me some guilt over the white socks I was wearing so for a few years I only wore black socks, and would fantasize about wearing white socks out in public. I particularly grew to like white socks with a grey toe and heel, to the point where I would say my attraction diminishes by around half without them. Hanes socks with the red seam and text are a particular favorite of mine, though just white socks with the grey is great as well. Interestingly I find that socks that put the grey along the entire sole of the foot diminishes my enjoyment.
The second element became the length. Growing up I didn’t like wearing long socks at all- I would only ever wear no shows or ankle socks, and dislike anything taller. Some of the socks that I grew to really really be attracted to at first white crew socks with a grey toe and heel. My dad had some he wore which were very stretched and really comfortable. I kept a pair in my bedroom and the bathroom and would wear them in bed. I eventually got the courage to wear them out a few days and loved the experience. I went from fantasizing about wearing them sometimes to every day, and wished I was wearing them when I wasn’t. I’m happy to say that they’re the only socks I ever wear now, and I love every second of it! I experimented with longer lengths and do enjoy knee-highs but above but find crew length is the perfect balance between being casual (something someone wears just for the sock element) and attractive.
As another note, I’d like to talk about my experience with my sock enjoyment and the fact that I am extremely asexual. I do not experience sexual attraction to others at all- I very much enjoy romance, but sexual attraction is just not something I value at all. Something I really struggled with for a while and was able to deal with in therapy is the fact that despite not feeling sexual attraction to others, I still do when men are wearing white crew socks. In school I would look at what other socks people were wearing and be pleased when I saw them wearing long white socks, but at the same time I felt guilt. Feeling unconsensual sexual attraction in that manner was a completely new experience to me and I had to grapple with that fact. Since then I’ve learned a lot more about sexuality and myself so I don’t really have that insecurity any more, but I figured it would be helpful for me to talk about this in terms of my asexuality.
