Stepping out the shower, the boy snatched the soft blue towel off the wall and began to slowly dry himself. His heart was beating a little faster than normal and his mind was a mess of thoughts trying to figure out how he ended up in this situation. Realizing that thinking would lead nowhere, the boy took a deep sigh and unlocked the bathroom door. Quiet as a mouse, he made his way up the stairs to the guest bedroom that his host had prepared. Unlocking the door and turning the lights on, his eyes immediately saw the pair of clean bright white socks that was left on the bed by his host. Immediately the boy remembered the online conversations with the handsome, caring, masculine man who has a fetish for white socks. Partially erect and sitting on the bed nude with the white socks in his hand, the boy's heart rate slowed firm resolve took over.
After slipping on the pair of white socks, the boy searched his luggage and found a bottle of lotion. Making his way over to the mirror, he examined his body in the mirror. What greeted him was a familiar sight. Standing at 5'11 with dark hair, dark eyes, and glasses, the boy was pleased to see his all the hard work in the gym had paid off. Even though he started lifting only a few months before his 30th birthday, the boy never stopped. What he saw before him was strong arms and muscular legs covered in the dark hair that his host seemed to be enthralled with based on their online conversations. Taking a dollop of lotion in his hands, the boy began to rub it all over his body. From his arms, to his furry chest and down his hairy legs, he slowly massaged the lotion into his skin.