Cumming in my cousins sock once, He wore it the next day knowing I did that.

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.

I once visited a friend name Brian O. We were both in jr high together. We had a water fight in his kitchen when his parents weren’t home. We both ended up wet. We went to his room and while he went to get towels from the bathroom I saw a pair of white low cut crew socks with blue stripes on his floor. They were obviously dirty (dirty soles with outline of his feet and toes) and they had a worn smell to them. I quickly picked them up and took then with me when I left. I rushed into my bedroom when I got home to smell them. I remember turning them inside out to smell them more and I licked where his toes were. I put one of his socks on my foot and help the other to my face while I jacked off. It was so intense. I kept those socks for years before I lost them in a move.

When I was around 14 years old, a colleague/friend of my father came over to us. He was a little bit of a daddy looking. Was very muscular but a bit thick and short guy. He looked like a male god to me as I was just starting to explore my gay tendencies those days. He had such a masculine personality and energy and I was hearing from the conversations of my parents about him that he was very flirty with every sexy woman at work. That was so arousing for me. A real fucker man. He was coming over from his workout to have dinner at us. He was showered but his socks looked used. I remember getting increased heart beat and feelings of rush around my hands as I was staring at his manly feet. The living room was the entrance to the house and his shoes (yes shoes not even sneakers) were there as our house was a no show allowed house. When we got to the dining room, it was my only chance to have some action with his shoes. I quickly ate some food and said I was done. I slipped out of dining room and I was finally laying hands on this alpha god’s shoes. They had a leather insole which has changed colour and got darker probably because of his alpha sweat. Gosh I remember shaking of euphoria. It was one of the best heart beats of my life. I remember starting from the side of his shoes and tasting the dust of the ground he was walking on and switching and licking the bottom of his shoes. It was dirty but was feeding me with powerful sexual energy. Then I slowly removed the insole and took a whiff. That was HEAVEN. His foot stink was all over that leather with a small bit of leather smell. I don’t know how greedily I licked those insoles. I was even worried if it would stay wet because of my saliva. After that day I guess I was only jerking with that moment for over a year and looking at his facebook photos fantasising about serving his feet and socks in real life. After that day I could only have a couple of moments in my life that I felt that much excitement over something sexual. It being the first, my youth, the secrecy of what I was doing all together was just mindblowing. Later on I also realised I’m more of a top dom than a bottom sub maybe a power switch so to say, but that man can to this day make me do whatever the fuck he says anytime anywhere. Not that he knows or will, but if be on my knees serving him in no time

I usually attend sneakers and sox fetish parties

A regular breeder would piss on the floor and clean/dry with his white socks for several days before meeting me. He made me lick them, sniff them and stuffed them in my mouth while he was fucking me.

Men in socks was the first fetish I developed and it's been my main fetish ever since. Of course I have others, but nothing fails to turn me on like socks do. I'm not sure what started it, but i'm pretty sure i developed it when i first started looking at porn.