I guess I'm just a twisted fuck?

But honestly, it began with something simple. 

For me, it was always socks and sneakers. That was my thing. For a long time, I kept it completely to myself. It felt niche, a little awkward and not something I talked about openly. So I didn’t.

But over time, through conversations and unexpected connections, I realised something important:
It’s not rare. And it’s definitely not weird.

 

A few years ago, a guy who I worked with asked me if he could buy the socks on my feet. I laughed and told him they would be fucking rank. He said he wanted to sniff them because of how big my shoes were and he didn't care about the awful smell. I confided in him and told him I had the same fetish. I ended up selling him my dirty socks and a few shifts later he told me how he enjoyed the musk. He wanted me to sell him another pair of worn socks. I found myself turned on by the idea of another guy buying and sniffing my stinky socks

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In the following months he purchased dirty socks, underwear and shoes off me almost every month. The more he paid, the more I got turned on. It wasn't anything physical but my cock was throbbing every time he paid me for my dirty worn stuff.

That's when I realised, there has to be other sniffers in Australia.

There’s a whole world of people out there who understand it. And it doesn’t stop at socks and shoes. Once you start talking about it, you realise how far it goes. For some, it’s the whole wardrobe. The worn, the used, the lived-in pieces that carry character, smells and some fucked up stories.

What felt like a “just me” thing quickly became something shared.