I had a thing for rank socks as long as I could remember, I think it had to do when I was younger and working for my dad’s landscaping business. The socks I sniffed started as my brothers rank sweaty smelly socks, down in the laundry pile. It continued on to their friends, when they would come over to swim or sleep over their socks would go missing, and I would be in heaven.

Recently I developed a strong liking for minor master stuff, being called sir, grabbing hair, my hands around a neck, though not choking anyone, biting, a small amount of roughness. I also have always been turned on by younger (I am 30, so I like 18 year olds) this is where my fantasy starts. I am a bi, married man. My wife is incredably supportive though not at all into socks, I go on chats and have phone sex w subs quite a bit, always centering around my fetishes.

Next December I will be alone for a week, here’s my Christmas list to santa...
I started out on Craigslist searching for a local little bitch. When I finally find him, we exchange photos and agree to meet. His name is jake, he is a local college boy who looks like he is 18. He has the perfect body, blonde hair and blue eyes, a smile that probably melts butter, a gorgeous ass, and a 6 pack. He looks like, in any other setting, he would be the typical popular college jock, Captain of teams giving orders to others. Except now, now he takes orders perfectly, he is told to be wearing week straight dirty ankle socks. They are pumas, they are true ankle no shows w elastic around the ankle.

He sits down at the local Starbucks …wearing the outfit as ordered, he is in umbro shorts, and has been told to wear black elastic sporty boxer briefs. Jake starts out by reminding me that he is closeted and keeps this all quiet, I tell him to shut the fuck up, he does it. He starts listening at attention immediately. I ask him if he brought the 2nd pair of dirty rank white ankle socks, he answers yes sir almost barking the words. I respond w my turn on phrase "good boy". Next he is told to come home w me. Once we get home I immediately tell him to take off his shirt and get on all fours. He does so, he is an incredibly good little bitch and I decide to reward him.

I reach down and pat him on the head but instead decide to grab a chunk of his incredible blonde hair and lead him into the living room, he looks at me w those ice blue eyes and begs with them, I sit on the sofa… I take off my pants and yank his face into my balls. He starts slurping I give him the recognition he wants by quietly whimpering.
Next I order him to get naked, he does it, and I give him a treat, I go and get my favorite pair of rank socks for him to sniff, and my favorite nike cum rag socks all dried up and tell him to put them on.

He does so,I smile… jake is such a pleasure to own. He is a fun toy. I sit back downing, pulling up motherless.com my favorite pornsite (username dirtesoxlvr) and l let him suck me off, I dont let him make me cum, though secretly I’m dying too. Next a flip over, placing his rank socks on the couch under my mouth and mose I tell him to rim me. He does so perfectly. His socks are still damp w sweat from the florida heat I almost vum right then and there.

When I’ve had him servicing me for 45 minutes, I stand up, I have him press his body right up against mine, I don’t fuck guys but the feel of their body, especially one as chiseled as his against mine as I force him to cum, is a thought I love. Ever since I was a teen sucking and jerking my best friend, I knew how intoxicating it was to feel every muscle of a boy’s body tense and his back arch, his neck cringe as the cum literally splurged out of him. Thats what I want to feel of jake.

Being mindful of my dick lining up to lay perfectly between his beautifully sweaty tight ass checks, I reach around his front, I let my hands have the pleasure of touching every inch of his body. I left my hands explore stopping to scratch, and leave imprints on his golden chest. When I’m doing playing w his nipples, my left hand enters his ass a bit, I hear his breath quicken, I smile, I lean forward and gently start nibbling at his neck. I’m going to leave hickies in his body, because he is fucking mine and he will not forget it.
In the meantime with my right hand I bring his rank sock to my mouth and inhale, its an intoxicating scent.

I spit in the sock, I bring it around and cup his mouth with it, still letting my dick slip in between his cheeks but not inserted. I order him to spit in the sock and rub it down his body and this rank sock w our spit and his sweet sweat on his cock. He knows what's coming and literally begs for it. I tell him to be a sweet, patient, good little bitch, but wank him anyway, he cums and collapses into me from exhaustion.

Next we head to the master…

I am so happy with my bitch, I lay on the bed and let him bury my dick in his mouth. But now for the moment I have literally dreamt about, I slip our cum, silva filled sock on my dick and use it as a cum rag. He finishes me, he thinks we are done for the moment…such a silly boy! He is ordered to turn the sock inside out and lick the entire thing clean.

When he finishes, I use his chest as a pillow until our next round...