My first experience was with a good friend who let me ripped up his nike socks and let me worship his feet.

i started noticing guys in the locker room in middle school, as I didn't typically wear white socks. Then I noticed in period TV or movies from the 1950s I loved the look of white socks and penny loafers. Also, at scout camp, there was a counselor who wore long scout socks with white wool socks over them with his camp moccasins, I was entranced. Then also in high school, a teacher wore top siders, a new twist on the fetish. Also, first time in Germany, seeing a hot guy wearing thick red socks and clogs got my attention.

I think it all started around the same time I developed a liking for feet. I am not sure why or what drove me, just that it happened all of a sudden. At first it was strange to me of why I liked it and it made me feel embarrassed... But over time I started seeing that more people liked it as well, which kind of made me feel better about it as well.
My first fantasies were more around the... "Long day in the gym" kind of scenarios where the one that wore them... Needed some help to 'relax'. And in the future it also turned out that, well... Some people who work in the office in a bit more of a formal setting need to prop their feet/socks up as well at some point... Needing some help to destress from the desk work. So that became a liking of mine as well.
One thing though that was really nice was when I started to... Try and wear a pair of my socks over a longer time to see if I like the smell and... It actually was nice to my surprise so... I kind of kept doing it every now and then. Not everywhere as I give myself boundaries when it comes to people and situations tough.
My first ever time with someone else's socks though... That was really nice. Not much happened aside from rubbing them and putting my face on them, but I would still say it was a great experience myself!
I personally like receiving socks more than giving them, but I do like to tease from time to time and when it comes to it I also help out... In more ways, to say the least '^^

So yeah, that is my story of how I became a 'sock'er for socks and my experiences so far :p

My first boyfriend forced me to sniff and worship his socked feet.
To outcome the situation I had to give him blowjobs and later on he fucked me.
He forced me sniffing his socked feet as long until I was willing to do any sexual thing to him he wanted me to do.

My dad's friend when I was eight, I wanted to lick his socks and toes

Middle school I started to notice white socks made me look twice. My first sexual experience was with a schoolmate in 7th grade. Both of us stripped down to nothing but our white socks in the course of playing around, and I found us keeping the socks on made me extra horny. Was hot looking down at my white socked feet while he was between my legs blowing me. In high school started swiping socks from the locker room (along with jocks). Was a teenager in the 80s when everyone wore white socks all the time, so no one thought it odd that I always wore them. Not everyone knew how hard they made me, tho.

Well… I’ve never been attracted to feet or men in socks like at all. I’ve had instances of men licking my feet during sex, or sniffing me, and even tho I don’t dislike it, it’s not a turn on, and I’d rather have that finish sooner than later.

But lately… I don’t know if it’s the prohibited attraction I feel towards my str8 best friend, the lack or physical interaction I have with him, the fact that his avoidant personality has me affectionately deprived to some extent, that whenever he comes home and takes off his shoes (because it’s a house rule), I immediately stare at his feet, I can’t stop myself from being hypnotized by his movements, how he hits the couch and relaxes and stretches his toes, when it’s a hot day, he takes the socks off completely, even though sometimes he’s allowed me to take them off jokingly from him.

And then, having his bare feet in proximity, just makes me want to touch them, caress them, sniff… and I don’t know if he’s on to something, but he’s made me sniff a couple times, never privately, but in our small group of friends gatherings, when I tease him about smelling bad, he tries to prove a point by making me smell, even with his girlfriend around, he’s made me smell his pits too, but that’s another story. He allows me to crack his toes sometimes, and once when we were alone, he tried to show off by having me caress his feet because he was proud of having puppy soft feet…

I feel like all these interactions actually triggered my “awakening” towards this kink, but at the same time, I cannot call it a kink just yet, because I don’t feel this way towards anyone else. I’ve just developed this for him and a couple porn videos that have hit just the right buttons for me in that topic.

The first time I was turned on to socks when I was at a weeding. I noticed a bunch of others were around my age were taking their shoes off and running around in their so so I did too. I couldn't take my eyes off the other boys and their socked feet. I had on bright baby blue socks. Others had on socks that matched their suits which included black, brown, Grey, blue and maroon. At one point we were all sitting together and we started tickling each other on the body the legs holding each other down, wrestling and one guy tickled my socked foot. I had to get him back and feeling g of his socks on his foot was amazing. Ever since then I would always take notice of what socks other guys were wearing. It would be many years before I ever acted on the urge to play with another's guys socked feet but I finally did and loved it. We took turns tickling each other and it ended with both of us jerking off while the other was tickling his socked feet. That's all I want to do now. Tickle, massage, love guys socked feet and help him cum whole I do it. The best is when I can tie him up and take control of his socked feet and cock and make him laugh, moan, beg and finally shoot.

Seeing my teacher, uncle, and father and older brother in nylon socks as a child. I was fascinated ever since.

When I was around 5 yo, the electric meter reader came to read the meter. It was cold, and he was dressed in cover-alls, work boots, and heavy overcoat. Small talk taking place. But I became obsessed with finding out what his socks looked like. So I got on the floor and tried pulling his pant leg up so I could see. Naturally, my mother pulled me away and I never found out. But that's when I knew I liked socks.

I am a sock watcher. I love when guys shoeplay in public (restaurants, public transportation). I'm always on the look out for a sock sighting.

Sexually, I love fucking guys with their socked feet in my face. I effing love watching guys cum on their socked feet.