To meet someone of a dominant nature who senses my kink and makes me pleasure him.

My love of socks is mainly about the scent. A man's smell - armpits, groin, bum, underwear - is a huge turn-on for me whether that be sweat or piss.

Just think of the millions of humans that visit NYC to smell the corpus flower. I never have. It makes me feel less creepy for liking toe jam

The True Art of Male Foot Fetish: Dirty Sock Sniffing

I am a sock sniffer. I have a massive socked feet fetish, coupled with a bare foot fetish and trashed sneaker fetish as well. Who doesn’t find a sweaty, 6’2 jock wearing visibly dirty white Nike crew socks inside some “used-to-be-white” Nike Air Jordan 1s, with the tongue wrinkled and the crisp, greyed out cracking leather purring in your face, taunting you, showing you how strong they smell. Fornme, it’s what’s inside of those beautiful trashed up Jordan 1s. It’s the act of pulling off this man’s tight, sweat saturated sneakers and slowly, particularly carefully, pressing your nose up against his steaming hot socks, fresh from the inner oven that is his dirty kicks. That first hit, the first sniff of a man’s really rank, rancid socked foot, where the toes are so stinky and pure that the imprints of his toes are caked into his socks with Rohan. The acrid, nose burning stench of putrid vinegar, infiltrating every sensory nerve in your body, as you sniff his socked feet deeply, passionately. The smell, acrid, pungent, truly foul, steaming directly in your face. It is the act of wiping his smelly socked feet all over your face, branding you with his rancid foot odor. The powerful presence of his stinking Jordan 1s looking in the room around you, as his foot odor fills the air inside the room you’re in. The way his socks stick to your face, leaving a snail trail of weeks, if not months of sweat, clinging to your face. For me, the most important aspect of my foot fetish is how putrid and rancid not only the man, but I, can make socks. When you take that first, nose burning sniff of his socked toes, and the smell overwhelms you, almost nauseates you from the weeks of time left unwashed, hopefully sparingly showered. As you peel off the other sneaker, the way a full on second wave of more intense and severe eye-watering foot odor smashes into your senses, it’s like the world only means one thing; FEET. To be a sock sniffing fetishist, it takes deep appreciation of the male odor complex to really understand what kind of sock stench is the best. My personal favorite, is extremely hot, nose tingling vinegar, the kind of socks that almost look as if they emanate green stink waves from his toes. Like a bowl of white vinegar left outside to curdle in the sun, growing stinkier, stronger, more powerful by the day. The kind of foot odor that clings deeply to your beard and nostrils, and lingers for hours afterward, reminding you that you actually like to sniff men’s socked feet. The mixture of strong, stinky cum is a second deep pleasure, which takes full on open nostril sniffing to appreciate. When I sniff cum socks, I ask the man to tightly grip his toes on my nose, so some of the rancid sock stinky cum can ooze out onto my nose, and I can truly smell the mixtures and combinations of body odor, between rank dick juice, and perfectly molded cheese from a man’s Adidas. Cheese. Thick, hot, funky, cheesy toes. An absolute classic, and a salty snack. To press your face against a man’s ripe, cheesy toes, is true dedication to foot odor. The feeling when your nose enters the darkened socked crevices in between his thick, ripened toes. Oh the odor, the intense foot stench wafting of molded Muenster and provolone cheese. It makes my mouth water. I like to deep sniff the caked up toe jam stains that reek of rotten cheese, allowing my mouth to water as I consciously take deeper breaths, letting the fire hot stink of his foot cheese burn my throat and lungs, and I remember, I enjoy smelling men’s stinky socks. It’s an honor, to sniff dirty socks. To be able to proudly handle the true foot odor of an alpha male, to actually be able to recognize that you are a person into feet, that you are someone who likes to smell other men’s feet, it’s extremely humanizing and filthy to realize, especially as you are nose deep in some putrid yellowed white socks.

I would like to exchange socks with someone, after he wore them one day or after sex. This turns me on.

Smelly socks are my number 1 kink. It's my dream to worship man's smelly socked feet worn for days! I love wearing the same socks for weeks and smelling them. It gets me rock hard every time!

God for some reason socks can make me more attracted to some one

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It's definitely an aesthetic kink for me. Part of an overall jockishness that athletic socks have. They also make feet look more streamlined and attractive to me and improve the proportions of the legs somehow. I think growing up in the 90s when white socks in porn were ubiquitous it just felt like a grown thing to do, a kind of maleness and casualness.