You’ve waited patiently stuffed in my gym locker, just like you were in high school
As guys have come and gone, you’ve gotten glimpses of bodies. Some undressing some dressing.
Even some sneakers have come off, and the smell wafts into your tight locker. The hint of smelly sneakers and socks gets you excited for mine.
An hour and a half later, you recognize my legs and I open the door. You’re excited now. When my sneakers come off, the powerful stink intoxicates you.
Do you lean forward? Or stay hidden?
No one that day had stink like mine from my rank socks 😈
Rank, dirty, smelly two week worn socks. Slip each sneaker off one at a time and shove your nose in them, relishing on the pungent rank warm smell. My socked feet need your face buried in them too, and while you’re at it I want to see your nose poke through my socked big and second toe to feel your deep long breaths through the rank sweaty smelly sock. Enjoy it? Do you think you earned the privilege to take the socks off?