First noticed my love of socks with those of male family members. I would take their dirty socks out of the clothes hamper and sleep with them under my pillow and begin wearing them to school.

As I got older friends would comment on the less than clean state of my socks after school, which of course I would always play off as an accident or a joke.

When I first began viewing porn I was instantly only drawn to porn where men would wear socks. I do not particularly care for porn that focuses on socks, rather socks just be worn during sex. In fact, I prefer porn where the socks are just casually worn and no attention is drawn to them.

I have never had a partner who has shared my sock fetish and I am ok with that.

I was sleeping at my friend's house after a party. He slept in his parents bedroom I slept in his. I noticed his gym bag on the floor. I opened it wondering if his gym socks are inside and they were. I couldn't resist and sniffed them almost immediately. They smelled incredibly good still a bit wet from his previous gym session. It was the moment I realized I love sweaty man's socks.

im obsessed with dirty white hanes socks, to the point that i genuinly struggle to engage in any sexual activity irl that doesnt invole dirty socks in some capasitiy. its frustrating but i love filthy socks so much, i can, with persiverance, do non sock stuff but its honnistly just not as fun, and it can be as simple as 'do what your told and you can huff my socks' as enough motivation to do any other kink/standard sex activity

A friend of mine, (a secret crush but unfortunately heterosexual), always showed the attractive sides of ego and narcissism involving his feet and socks as if hiding his own fetish. Any visit or contained party at his flat often inevitably involved him removing his socks and tossing them at me or a mutual friend, or trying to secretly leave his sock somewhere on me, (slung over my shoulder for example), as a joke/game for his own amusement. One day while we were both stuck out in the rain for several hours he removed his shoe to prove how sodden his long black socks had become and illustrated this by pressing his sole to a nearby wall exerting pressure until streams of black tinted water and moisture squeezed out from his sock fabric, making me envious of an inanimate wall!

It’s a big part of my kink/sex life and I love it and have never wished it wasn’t. I’ve met so many cool guys into it -some who are now great friends.

Been a fetishist for as long as I can remember. At Boy Scout camps, I would lie in my sleeping bag, waiting for all the other boys to sleep so I could sniff their sneaks. My hunger for musk has never subsided, and now I'll wear socks (or sockless sneaks) for months and months for the pure electric pleasure of sniffing.

Had a college friend with the widest set of feet I’ve ever seen. Somehow worked up the courage to ask him for a pair and he actually said yes! For the next 3 years at college, he’d let me keep his old gym socks in exchange for some foot rubs and worship!

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😭