When I was sophomore in high school I stole a dirty sock from the locker room. I had no idea whose it was just that the juniors had gym before us. So I’d smell the sock while I jerked off and looked at all the junior guys Instagram pages. It was so exciting to me that I was smelling a nasty crusty sock one of them had worn. My schools class sizes were like 35 max so there were only 12 options whose sock it likely was. My fantasy even evolved into our P.E coach calling me to his office and some how him knowing I stole the sock. And then he’d force me into a Cinderella situation where I had to match the stink of the sock to the stink of one of the 12 juniors feet. Them all waiting in the locker room after class for me to crawl around and sniff them one by one until I found the match.
This was a hot scenario as it was, but the fantasy on top is so good. I would read that story/watch that porn. But what would the Happy Ever After be when you identified the right guy to the sock...
