by Denver Hoof
I would like to share a story with you about my sneaker fetish, and the types of situations it gets me into. Most good, some not so good.
Good Moment: I occasionally like to smoke the reefer, and of course always on the lookout for the next good joint! Dealer after dealer I finally found one. He was black, and not to mention gorgeous! He was about 23-24 years old, and wore the finest threads, and my favorite all the latest nike and Jordan Sneakers. I will only call him by his first initial S. Anyway I got to know S over the next couple of years, just only getting sniffs of his collection of sneakers at his doorway while he got what I came for.
A couple times I had asked to use his washroom, and came out empty handed. So as far as my fetish I got the glances of white socks when he greeted me at the door, and the sniffs of his sneakers. I would sometimes have my phone in hand in camera mode and take candid pics as he opened the door, never getting far enough up to get his face. I did this for awhile until he said no phones when I was walking up to his door. Anyways on to the good stuff, since I always saw him driving friends vehicles I noticed he never had a vehicle of his own. I know a drug dealer with no wheels, anyway I get to his place and we do the usual meet and greet and swap, but this time he asks if possible I could run him to the store. I take advantage and tell him if he wants he could run to the store in my vehicle. Now being a drug dealer he was real hesitant, and probably thought I was up to something.
After some convincing, he asked what I was going to do, only thing I could think of was I had to check something online. He said nope no computer, and said he had Wifi access but no computer. I said I had a laptop, which I didn't and I would grab it. I turned and ran for my car. I grabbed my packsack and ran back in hoping he wouldn't want to see this invisible laptop. I threw him my keys and asked which store so I could time my actions. He turned and said I want to see if you can get a connection, sometimes its weird. I in turn quickly said there was something on the car I had to show him, and we walked out. I was as nervous as a pole cat, and same time I was thinking what I could show him. When we got there I just grabbed a couple of random wires and said if it dosen't start just to wiggle these. He said ok, and said he'll back in 5 minutes. He said if anyone came just to not answer the door he would be back.
As he drove off I almost ran back in with my heart in throat. I ran for his room, and S mainly wore black socks but with a little searching I found about 3 pairs of white socks nice and used. I ran back to the entrance and crouched by his sneakers took random sneakers and spit in them and sniffed them, as I used his used dirty socks to jerk off with. Finally when my cock was at its hardest I took the white ankle sock and shoved it on my cock like a glove, and shoved it into his Lebron James Flywire Sneakers, and pumped that sneaker. I tried shoving all the remaining socks in my mouth, and pumped his sneaker. Finally I dumped my load, and what a load. I pulled my sock covered cock out, and put back the sneaker. I chucked the socks in my bag and waited for his return. When he got back he said you know I have to check your bag before you leave, and I said What, and he laughed, patted me on the back and said check ya later! I walked out and needless to say had plenty of fun with S's Socks.
Bad Moment: When I was in College I saw this incredible gorgeous jock type always walking around the school. He was always dressed in Gym gear, and the most incredible collection of sneakers. Anyway it was about my 3rd month, and in that time I found out that he was infact the gym instructor, and a football coach. I checked his facebook out, and just became more infatuated with him. Then I found I couldn't go a day without getting a glimpse of him. Until one day I noticed he was talking to one of my friends, so I walked up to them and casually said hey to my friend. He introduced me to the Jock Teacher as Mr. Smith, not his real name. Anyway he continued talking to him about some plans that some group had. All I picked up was that my buddy was going to fill in for his class on that day at that time. Anyway the day came, and I was right there ready to follow my friend to this Jock Teachers Office, since the school was so big, I never did find out where he had his office. Anyway right on schedule we walked towards his office, and my heart was racing. We stopped a couple times to talk to people, when he asked if I was concerned that I would be late for my class. I said I had some stuff to do but wanted to see what he had to do. We finally get to his office, and we enter. I thought it would be tricky if he had a key and I had to find a way to get in.
But we just walked in, and of course the first thing I notice is a pair of Sneakers, actually a few pairs of sneakers lined up by his desk. Some of my favorite sneakers were in the batch too! One pair particularly stood out to me, because they had his used socks "Hoping" stuffed inside. Trying not let that distract me I told my buddy I would see him after school. I walked out and quickly ran so I can get a view of the field. I knew the field was quite a distance so that would give me time to grab what I needed and wanted so badly! Maybe 10-15 minutes and I saw my buddy and the class walking out to the field. I hastily walked back to the coaches office, and beelined straight for the sneakers and socks.
Now I think I should of just grabbed them and ran, but thinking that the teacher was gone from the school, I whipped out my cock. I took one sock and shoved it in my pants by my balls, and the other in my mouth, and with one hand holding a sneaker to my nose and the other I used to beat my cock. The smell and thought of who's sock I was sniffing made me blow a thick wad. I held his sneaker by my cock as it blasted blast after blast in the sneaker. Then within a blink of the eye there the coach stood at the doorway, he said what the fuck are you doing to my stuff? Get the fuck out of here before I have you kicked out of this institution! I tucked my cock in my pants and put the shoe back, but the most embarrasing part was having to take his sock out of my mouth.
What the fucks your name? Don't let me catch you around here again! and some other stuff but by then I was too far to hear what he was saying. My heart was beating so hard, and I was scared as hell that he would rat on me and get me kicked out! I had so many regrets, when I pulled his dirty sock from my pants I put it deep in my drawer and didn't touch it. I guess from too much guilt. I finally got into my final year, and see the coach here and there. I always strain from making eye contact. I am just glad he never mentioned it, oh yeah and I love using his sock from time to time. So I guess it wasn't too bad of a moment.
Good Moment: This is a short but sweet story. I went with my cousin on a Rodeo trail one time, and I had loads of fun. At this rodeo adventures everyone would camp around each other and had fun all weekend. At each one I would always notice one particular cowboy. We will call him Reese. Damn Reese was fine but seemed like a real mean dumb jock. He didn't seem like he really like me, but I didn't care either way. I usually get my crank going with the sight of men in sneakers and white socks. With a cowboy always in boots makes it impossible to know what he is wearing underneath, no matter how far the pant leg may ride up. Anyway one night everyone was up having a good time, and I became acquainted with Reese. We talked and drank beer until 3 oclock in the morning. By then most of the party was winding down. I said I needed another beer and he said he was going to bed so I could have his couple beer back at his trailer. So we made our way back to his trailer. I was thinking he was actually a really cool guy. We got into the trailer and he plopped onto the bed putting his leg up to remove his boot, while asking what he was supposed to do. I said the beer, and with an Oh yeah and a Oooof his boot popped off. He had the whitest socks on, and then I could feel my cock starting to harden. He got up with one boot on and one off and opened the fridge and handed me the beer.
I was by then hard as a rock, and made short conversation. He sat on the bed and removed his other boot, then his socks. He said he was pretty drunk and tired so I took that as a sign that he wanted me to leave. I said later and walked out. I got back to my camp and couldn't get him off my mind. I downed a beer and headed back to his trailer. I opened the door and walked in, and hear him snoring. I walk right up to him and call his name. He dosen't even budge. I shake him and call his name again, and nothing. The alcohol took over I took out my hard cock and stood near his feet. I jerked off touching the tip of my head on his toes.
I could feel it getting wet as I was precumming like a horse. I took my cock and slowly put it between his big toe and next toe and slowly jerked my cock. Then all worked up I grabbed his boot and placed it between his legs. I put my cock between his feet and started pumping. Because of my rapid thrusts, the trailer creeked. So I had to slow my thrust to hard slow ones. This didn't take long and I could hear my cum hitting his boot as I unloaded my cum. I put my cock back in my pants, and grabbed his socks and ran out. The next morning I woke up to him sitting around the table with all the buddies. He looked like he didn't know what happpened. Then when I looked at his feet they were barefoot. I wondered, but his looked amazing, and all I could think was I fucked those the night before!
Bad Moment: I went with a girlfriend to her boyfriends house one day, and when we walked in we were greeted by this tall dark handsome hunk. He looked like was just finished working out. I sat in the living room watching tv as they were in the bedroom fooling around, and then in the shower.
When I realized both of them were in there I ran for his room. I saw his just used clothes and ran over to sniff all the fresh jock stink. I stood there and jerked off right there in his bedroom, using the socks wrapped on my dick. This jock smelled so good, it didn't take me long to pump a load all over his floor. I used his shirt to wipe it up. I stuffed his socks in my pants, and quickly searched his laundry hamper. Right on top was a jockstrap.
I stuffed that in my pants. I made my way back downstairs, and waited. It wasn't long before we took off to the movie. We were going up the escalator and I was standing ahead of them when I felt a tug and when I turned around she had ripped the jockstrap out of my pants and dropped them with an Ewwwww! What are those. I was so pissed at her, but also why would I be so dumb to keep them in there. Then her hot boyfriend looks down and asks if those are his. Looks at me, and then when we get to the top just walks the other way and I have never spoken to either of them after that.
Good Moment: When I was around 16 years old I had this neighbor that was gorgeous. He was 36 years old, and looked amazing. He was friendly unlike his boys aged 16, 17, and 19. I became aquainted with Russ, always willing to help him with odd jobs around the house. When he offers me a cold drink, we would make our way in having to take off our shoes. I would pretend it took me forever to remove my shoes only so I could get a wiff of his freshly stink sneakers. Always a really hot jock smell. I always occasionally took wiffs of his sons sneakers. Anyway one night he invited me over for dinner which I didn't really care for since I didn't really get along with his sons. Not so much we hated each other, just I found them too cocky, and rude.
Anyway I agreed and went over to his place at around 5 oclock. I walked in and his 16 year old boy call him Chase was in the kitchen with Russ. Russ greeted me, and Chase looked at me before continuing with whining about getting some controller for some game. I didn't notice the other boys around, so I asked and he said they should be home soon. I could see something in the oven, and something boiling on the stove. Chase continued on with his complaing, and then the phone rang. Chase picked up the phone and turned to tell his dad that the boys wanted to be picked up. Russ asked where, and he replied at the Mall. He Said SHIT, then looked at me and apologized while wiping his hands from the food he was preparing. He looked at Chase and said ok you and josh watch the food, and I will be back in 15 minutes.
Chase refused and continued saying he wanted a controller. Russ said it would be rude to leave a guest behind to watch cooking. I said I wouldn't mind at all, and with that he said ok, like I said I will be back in 15 minutes. He went rushing out with Chase on his tail and like that the house was quiet. I turned down the boiling potatoes, and like an animal in heat went through each of the boys rooms and grabbed handfuls of dirty socks, and finally Russ' room all the dirty socks in hand I stood in the hallway and jerked off to all their nasty dirty socks. I jerked until I spewed hot jizz on all their socks! He said 15 minutes, but I had time to blow my load 5 times in the hour and 20 minutes they were gone. I even managed to take my favorite stinky socks from the boys and run them to my house.
They came in arguing which gave me a reason to leave, and head home to have more fun with all their stinky socks!
Bad Moment: TO BE CONITNUED???
