I'd always liked athletic socks, and being in sports throughout all of high school and college, I was around a lot of them. I didn't think anything of it, or connect it to sexual feelings until later when I started exploring Porn more seriously and found sock fetish accounts on Tumblr and Twitter. That's when it really started picking up. Now I've got a whole folder on my computer of just sock porn, with sub-folders for different types and angles. I like to use the app FlipFlip to make slideshows of my Porn, and I have several of just foot and sock porn that I masturbate to regularly.

Growing up, I'd always hated the feel of the Hanes socks I had (that fucking seam on the toe), but the aesthetic of like some ratty Hanes socks does get me boned. There was also a period of time in HS that I would use a sock to cum in, sometimes putting my dick in it and stroking through the fabric until I blew my load.

Other than that, I haven't done much with socks in real life, alone or with a buddy. It's something that just kind of slips my mind and I forget to include them as part of my sexual "flow". I like the idea of using a pair as a cumrag again, but for a longer period of time.

I discovered I was gay around the same time I discovered I liked socks, I'm not proud of it but at the time I sniffed the dirty socks of the rugbymen of my school when they were playing. Since, I've been exploring my sexuality and discovered new fantasy, I'm a fan of power dynamics, and socks is always a plus to make me even harder when having sex.

I was taking pics in a jock and knee highs in my room and my bff/roommate forgot to knock😭

I have a friend that I take his dirty socks and jerk off with them and soak them in my cum many times over . Then launder them to return to him.

My first experience with socks was when I was ten years old and I was attracted to a guy I was in school with. We went into my basement at home. I played with his socked feet. I sniffed and licked them. I don't think, he was into socks like I was, but he liked jerking me off and he was okay with me getting off with his socked feet.
Later in life, my sock obsession became more intense. It became an addiction. Rather than having direct contact with a man and his socked feet, just having another man's worn stinky socks and fantasizing and jerking off with the socks was all I needed. I would steal another man's socks looking for every opportunity to do so. Once I had the socks in my possession, I would keep them oftentimes in plastic bags that would retain the man scent on them for quite some time. At one point, I had stolen so many socks that I had trash bags full of them in my apartment. Everytime I felt horny, I would grab some of these socks and jerk off with them. I would shoot my loads inside of them and use them over and over again until they were stiff and crusty.
I would search my neighborhood for pick up trucks that might have stinky work socks or sports socks stuffed into shoes or sneakers or just strewn about even on the street. Even at the gym, I would steal socks from the locker room. Everytime I was able to snatch one, I would get a rush of adrenaline.
Eventually, this got me into trouble. I even did time once for this relentless addiction. To this day, the scent of another man's rank socks drives me crazy. All I think about is socks and watching videos of other men being humiliated by having to worship another man's socks. It is truly an obsessive addiction that won't quit.

My dad's work friends would come over and take their boots off and i was drawn to the smell. I would sneak over and smell them. I would stare at the socked feet the whole time they where over.

I started getting into my class mates kicks. During PE-lessons sometimes I sneaked into the locker rooms to sniff them. Then somewhat got attracted to their socks as well.

I‘m really just into socks being worn, not the bare sock itself being shoved in a mouth or so, either worn or just as a gag. I think a few of these aspects are still missing in this survey.

To start, a clarification; I am a bisexual guy, though my preference is women so a lot of this personal stuff will be focusing on that. Sorry if that's going off-topic but, that's just the way it is. 🤷‍♂️

From a very young age I found myself being drawn to girls wearing bright and colourful socks at school. As I matured that interest bloomed into a sexual attraction.
I even picked up a bit of a kleptomania kink for a while. I'd steal the odd pair from fresh laundry or from drawers when visiting female relatives. I'd even daydreamed about sneaking into the girl's changing room during P.E. (Gym class, for the Americans) though I never actually had the guts to do it. (Which I'm kinda thankful for, because I dread to think the bollocking I'd have gotten if I'd been caught xD)

One good memory I have was when I did some voluntary work several years ago. The volunteers had a lodge they all stayed in which came with its own laundry room. Day 1 in the lodge I scored an odd pair off the floor, still smelling slightly worn. That became my wanking material for the whole week before I casually returned them to where I found them. (If they'd been a matching pair I might've kept them, though I'd more or less put the thievery behind me by that point)

Over the last 10 years or so I've added to my small handful of stolen treasures with socks that I've purchased legitimately, both from stores and second-hand from people online. My collection is mostly knee and thigh-highs with the odd calf-length pair. (There's also a handful of ankle socks, though those don't really do anything for me tbh)
My favourite patterns are argyle, star print as well as the common striped socks, though I have the odd pair with other patterns or just plain colours too. I try and tie a lot of my socks around characters from My Little Pony, particularly the Equestria Girls spinoff where the characters are humanised and therefore wear actual clothes, socks included! (There's a lot of fanart of that series, so much that it's sometimes referred to as "MLP, but for foot fetishists" xD)

I do like the smell of socks, though I can be very particular. I really don't care for the corn chip smell, personally so I suppose the cheesy smell is what I prefer (though I don't think I've ever smelled the cheese that smells of feet so I can't really compare 😅)
I'm a fan of dirty socks, though again, I'm a bit particular. I like the dirt from sweat stains or frequent wearing. Getting socks dirty from walking without shoes on unclean floors or outside just feels like cheating imo (plus that's like a different kind of dirty anyway)

I remember sniffing to my dads and my physical teacher socks secretly when I was younger. Nowadays I also do with my own socks, and another men.

Like a British jock came so America and he let me suck his long Nike socks after his fraternity party