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I could see only a short length of each of his grey wool work-socks in the space between his shorts and his boots. His boots were as begrimed with mud and crushed grass. His shirt was soiled and sweaty, his shorts stained with grass and dirt. He had been up since before the crack of dawn doing yard care: he'd have been mowing lawns and trimming hedges, bagging up fallen leaves and blowing off driveways on a normal, early-autumn day perhaps, he'd been helping to remove tree stumps or performing landscaping tasks if it was a more challenging day. I was a bit self-conscious if Ben studied me carefully, he might see my boner pointing at him like an arrow from the front of my lounge pants.īen was six feet all, black, handsome and brawny.
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I stepped out of the little laundry room and away from the incriminating jumble of dirty socks, and turned to face my roommate, Ben, as he let himself in after a full day's work. I couldn't help myself masturbating with all that sensual inspiration I came in a pair of my own socks less than a minute after I started stroking.Įven as I recalled those early minutes of self-discovery and satisfaction, I heard a set of keys jingle against the lock of my apartment door. I was hooked by all the odours, but the foot sweat turned me on the most. With an eye on the entrance the whole time, ever wary of observation and ridicule, I went around the change room sniffing at the armpits of t-shirts, the crotches and ass-creases of underwear, and the socks and shoes collected under the benches. There were no lockers it was an honour system change room, where you changed and left your clothes on the benches, trusting them safe from your neighbour. I remembered being alone in a men's change room many years back and inhaling the male scents of the place. My fascination with men's feet went back to the change rooms of high school and extra-curricular sports. I smelled and licked at the bundle of Ben's socks in the laundry basket, recalling the instance when I first realized I had this peculiar foot fetish.
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