Smell of socks and feet?

[TightyWhitie]

Yea! For me, my main turn on is the smell of sweaty feet I try not to lick or suck toes until the last minute because I know when I start, that sweaty smell is gonna go away. That’s why i don’t like fresh shower feet because it doesn’t have the sweaty smell on them.

The combo of how a sweaty sole feels on my face with the smell it gives off sends me to heaven. I can nut just by sniffing sweaty feet

Same for me! The sweatier and stinkier the better especially after a long day working in some sweaty boots

 

[yolandabalaoura]

Yea! For me, my main turn on is the smell of sweaty feet I try not to lick or suck toes until the last minute because I know when I start, that sweaty smell is gonna go away. That’s why i don’t like fresh shower feet because it doesn’t have the sweaty smell on them.

The combo of how a sweaty sole feels on my face with the smell it gives off sends me to heaven. I can nut just by sniffing sweaty feet

This is probably my biggest turn on.

 

[Silkbjsj]

Same for me! The sweatier and stinkier the better especially after a long day working in some sweaty boots

I’m so glad this thread exists. (Surely there are others?!)

My biggest turn-on, probably, aside from a big fat upward-curving cock. My foot fetish goes way back to high school, but I didn’t become obsessed with the smell of ripe, end-of-day feet until I was in the locker room at NYSC and a hot, blond (straight) jock who I would always see there got naked in front of me as I was getting dressed to leave, and his huge bubble ass was in my face as he took of his black Vans high-tops and revealed that he had been wearing NO SOCKS and his feet stunk to high hell. It was almost nauseating and filled the whole row of lockers, if not the entire locker room. I could tell he was embarrassed, too.

The combination of his big studly ass in my face, along with that powerful stink (cheese and vinegar, you know the kind) solidified my foot fetish forever. This was about ten years ago.

My fetish got turned up a notch about five years ago when a close friend of my partner (extremely beautiful, closeted bisexual, rugged and charismatic as hell) was staying at our house about a week or two, and he would get home at night after a long day in his work boots and lay in the TV room next to me with his rank feet filling up the room with a half-sickening, half-arousing stench… He always showered at night because he’d be so sweaty and smelly from working all day, but then he wouldn’t shower in the morning, so by the time he’d put his boots on to go to work, he’d already had 8’hours of sweat built up on his feet. And then he’d work all day. And then he’d come home and let those dogs out… I’m getting so hard just remembering this.

He has WIDE-ass feet, too. Really wide and fat.

I haven’t had the good fortune of hanging out with a hot, straight or bi stud with feet that stink that bad since then. It’s the ultimate turn-on. Where both you and the guy with the feet have to be aware how bad they stink, but no one says anything about it, and maybe you get a boner and have to try to hide it… FUCK!

 

[solefulsoul]

I’m so glad this thread exists. (Surely there are others?!)

My biggest turn-on, probably, aside from a big fat upward-curving cock. My foot fetish goes way back to high school, but I didn’t become obsessed with the smell of ripe, end-of-day feet until I was in the locker room at NYSC and a hot, blond (straight) jock who I would always see there got naked in front of me as I was getting dressed to leave, and his huge bubble ass was in my face as he took of his black Vans high-tops and revealed that he had been wearing NO SOCKS and his feet stunk to high hell. It was almost nauseating and filled the whole row of lockers, if not the entire locker room. I could tell he was embarrassed, too.

The combination of his big studly ass in my face, along with that powerful stink (cheese and vinegar, you know the kind) solidified my foot fetish forever. This was about ten years ago.

My fetish got turned up a notch about five years ago when a close friend of my partner (extremely beautiful, closeted bisexual, rugged and charismatic as hell) was staying at our house about a week or two, and he would get home at night after a long day in his work boots and lay in the TV room next to me with his rank feet filling up the room with a half-sickening, half-arousing stench… He always showered at night because he’d be so sweaty and smelly from working all day, but then he wouldn’t shower in the morning, so by the time he’d put his boots on to go to work, he’d already had 8’hours of sweat built up on his feet. And then he’d work all day. And then he’d come home and let those dogs out… I’m getting so hard just remembering this.

He has WIDE-ass feet, too. Really wide and fat.

I haven’t had the good fortune of hanging out with a hot, straight or bi stud with feet that stink that bad since then. It’s the ultimate turn-on. Where both you and the guy with the feet have to be aware how bad they stink, but no one says anything about it, and maybe you get a boner and have to try to hide it… FUCK!

Goddamn…thanks for the mornin’ boner!

 

[popolki12]

I’m drawn to the raw, natural scent of a handsome guy’s feet when he takes off his shoes or socks. There’s something sexy about that musky smell, especially when he’s shy about it. His embarrassment makes it feel real and intimate, like his body’s natural odor reveals a primal, masculine side that can’t be hidden.