Socks turned me gay

I have always loved the smell of dirty socks that holds a power over me.

To me it is mostly the smell. I will ware the same socks for multiple days in a row just to huff them.

At work a see my friends with office's socks, them are so stinky. I love the smell when they take of their shoes.

One day on break, I need a phone charger for my car. I asked my coworker, that I had a secret crush on, if he could spare his from his truck. He said yeah and tossed his keys. I hurried

I only look for pornography guys wearing Sox, mostly men of color. Love seeing a bottom on his back getting fucked, socked feet in the air. Huge turn on. If I plan a hook up I ask the guy to

i stole a pair of socks from a basketball player friend

A young jock making me worship his damp white socks is a consistent image for my fetish and have been fortunate to have had this experience in real life.

When I was growing up my dad always had smelly feet. Though I don’t like to think of it as some incestuous idea I think having smelly feet now gives me some pride that I’m like my dad. My sock

My oldest/closest/best friend is an Armenian man, who was born and grew up in Eastern Europe, specifically Russia. He spent his adolescence in Russia, but his teenage and adult life, he was a naturalized immigrant in Los Angeles, California. There