by Jason Meekle
I have a friend named Tyler, and oh what a dish he is! He's only 5-9 but there is a lot good stuff that comes off his body. He has dirty blonde hair cut short, and always covered with a different hat that somehow made him sexier if that makes sense. He was also blessed with the clearest blue eyes, that I quiver at the knees everytime I look into them. I am writing this story based solely on this boys sneakers and socks, and let me tell you this boy has plenty of them. Tyler is mostly into DC sneakers, and Etnies, but doesn't mind wearing the occasional Nike sneaker as you will soon read.
So me and Tyler had been buddies for a couple years, after meeting at a bar one night. I knew this guy was straighter than an arrow when I first met him. He had a girl wrapped around him tighter than she probably was, and the pure manliness that eminated off of him was the dead giveaway. Anyway I consider myself somewhat of a social butterfly, and befriending Tyler was easy peezy! Now that particular night I can remember him sporting some Red and White DC Sneakers with white socks you can see just peeking out the side of the sneakers. This is what gets me going most of the time when I first encounter a dude that is good looking. So immediately I beelined straight for Tyler, and the sneakers I would set my mind on getting later that night. I started with offering to buy drink after drink while getting to know the couple, and the money spent was well worth it. We must of sat there for hours before he said he was going to head out.
This was my chance, I almost invited myself to his home, well actually his girlfriends home, but either way they were both very happy to have me over. So we end up at their place, and it's a nice little place and I do my usual scanning of the residence to see if there was any goods to swipe. All the while having the red and white dc sneakers at the front door on my mind. As silly as it may sound I counted the minutes as I know the foot aroma fades with each minute that passes. I wanted so badly to sniff Mr. Tyler's sensual aromas, and the moment came maybe 4 minutes after entering the door. Tyler and his girl slipped off to the room, and the second the door closed, it was seconds before I was deep as I could be inside the Boys red and white dc sneaker. The Smell was overwhelming with the scents of a real jock! I inhaled deeply wanting the smells to stick to my brain, and then I spit in the sneakers before I quickly returned to my seat. I spit because I wanted a piece of me to be apart of the sneaker. I sat there for a bit, but didn't mind the wait one bit as the aromas of his sneaker invaded my brain and kept me occupied. This although set me into overdrive and I wanted something to take home of this boys. So after they emerged from the room like gophers, we visited and got to know each other better for a couple hours. I really did enjoy their company, especially the excellent footage I got of Tyler footplaying in slightly scuffed hanes white ankle socks! My favorite sock and just the right type of dirtiness to the sock.
Finally the night drew to an end, and being an apartment it was impossible to get to their room, and no stray socks lay anywhere as most houses do. However, not all hope was lost. My last stop before leaving their apartment was the bathroom. A perfect spot where most couples leave dirty clothes. I walked in and BINGO there sat a laundry hamper full of dirty clothes. I opened it and began carefully sifting through the stinky clothes looking for a piece of gold. It wasn't hard to tell Tyler and his girls socks and underwear apart. I wanted it all, it was all so good, but an Under Armour Ankle sock that was black at the heel and toe area caught my eye. It was stiff and still very white, so when I went to grab and sniff it, the stink was as if Tyler wore the sock for days.
This was the prize I came for, and quickly searched for the other sock. Once I matched the pair, I placed them neatly in my pants by my growing veiny cock! I walked out thankful for 2 things, number 1 I had Tylers filthy socks, and number 2 long shirts as it hid my strain that was starting to get tighter in my pants, with the thought of Tylers sock surrounding my cock. I say my goodbyes, and head out the door. The walk home was a little bit tough as I just wanted to stuff those socks in my face, and violently beat my cock until I blast on the Jocks socks! Anticipation building up had me at a fast paced walk, almost a running pace, with just the thought of the stink I was about let invade my nostrils, lungs, brains, basically everything.
I finally arrive home, and strip naked and position myself right there at my foyer entrance and lay the socks over my nose and mouth, and just let my brain soak in the stench, and damn was the stench hot! This heightened all my senses, and sent all sorts of signals, that had my cock bobbing for attention. I knew once I touched my cock it wouldn't be long before I would be blasting cum, so I just tickled the area around my cock and continued enjoyed the jock stink. Finally my cock was almost hurting to get some attention so I took one of the filthy socks and just dangled it over the sensitive spot on my cock and slowly rubbed it with the roughness of the sock, sniffing wildly on the other sock. This dude had me to the most extreme horniness I have ever felt, and finally I could feel the sensation of my man juice wanting to be released. So I concentrated on the cum oozing out, with the stink of the socks helping me achieve my goal my cock began to spit out gobs of cum. First time I ever jerked off like that, and the pleasure was awesome.
As I lay there in a trembling state, all I could think was I need more!
