*All characters in this story are fictional and over 18
Hi! My name is James, and ever since I can remember, I've had something of a fascination with socks and feet. Something about the curves of a well taken care of foot, and the way they are often considered dirty always held my attention. I also loved the way that socks smooth out the profile of a foot, and soak up the sweat and scent of a person.
I never had much opportunity to indulge in my interest, apart from giving the occasional foot rub to girlfriends and of course sneaking peeks at their socks and feet at every possible opportunity. Eventually I began to appreciate the curves of my own feet and the way my socks would smell after a long workout or soccer game. It wasn't until I was in my 20s that I had a real chance to explore my kinks, and it wouldn't be at the feet of a beautiful woman like I had always expected, but at the hands of a man on my soccer team named Alex.
Alex and I played together on a rec-league soccer team. He was in his mid-twenties with short black hair and light brown skin. We had been playing on the same team for a few seasons now and while we were friendly, we weren't exactly close. I was always happy to see he was back on the team though, because I knew a secret about him:
he was obsessed with my feet.
At first I thought I was imagining things, but every time I went to change into my game socks, he was somehow right there. Stretching after the game? Alex was there stretching across from me, glancing a little too long at my soles. Once after a game while I was talking to some other friends on the team I even watched him reach into my bag and pull out one of my dirty knee length blue soccer socks when he thought no one was looking, and slip it into his own bag. I almost walked over to confront him, but was stopped immediately by a flurry of thoughts and a sudden stiffening in my groin.
Was he going to wear my sock? Or hold it over his nose while he jacked off? Maybe he would even cum in it when he got home...
I wasn't particulary attracted to men but the thought of Alex getting off to my socks and feet made me unbearably horny and I had to make an excuse to my friends, grab my bag, and drive home right that instant. As soon as I walked in the door of my apartment I put my one remaining blue soccer sock back on, still warm and damp from todays game and smelling of sweat, and masturbated over my sock-clad foot, hoping Alex was doing the same. It didn't take long for me to cum harder than ever before, and as the sensation of warm and sticky cum soaking through my sock and onto my foot registered, I was hit with an epiphany. I was in a unique position to give Alex EXACTLY what he wanted. As someone who had been fantasizing about feet and socks for years I could help Alex live out every inch of his fantasies, and I began making a plan to do just that...
After our next soccer match I congratulated all of my teammates on a good game and went over to the sidelines to do some quick stretching. Wouldn't you know it, Alex dropped down right across from me!
"What a game! I can't believe how hot it is out here today, I'm totally soaked!", I said as I finished stretching my arms and kicked off my cleats before stretching my legs.
"Y-yeah, no doubt...it's a hot one", replied Alex haltingly, clearly distracted by my feet flexing and my toes clenching and unclenching in my socks as I prepared to stretch my legs.
