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do you ever wonder why you have a given fetish, if you have one?


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Fetishes and any human attractions and turn ons fascinate me. I wonder if it's a way we've developed evolutionarily as our way of finding our best mate, rather than the strongest/fastest/most colourful as is common in most of the rest of nature.

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I have a major male foot fetish and have had since before my teens. I have often wondered why that is, what switch was thrown or neuron changed in my brain which causes me to love the male foot?

anyone else think this?

I too have a foot fetish. I love men's stockinged feet. Not dirty smelly socks. More of a nuanced scent and moisture. As if he had a shower in the morning put clean socks onto clean feet and worked that day. I remember this attraction since I was very young. When I size a man up I first look at his face then at his feet. A man can be very attractive but, if he has ugly cheap shoes I am very turned off.

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  • 3 weeks later...

I was just thinking about my first sexual urges in responding to another thread and I can remember one of my first wet type dreams. I say 'type' cos I was only about 8 or 9 but it was a dream in which I could have been Robin (or just myself) in a dream about Batman. lol

I was in the Batcave and I was tied down under some kind of rimming-seat (a dozen or so years before I'd ever heard of one) and Batman was lowering his ass down onto my face. Woke up in a sweat with a stiffy.

Might explain why I still love laying on my back and having a top guy sit on my face.

Another fetish of mine is for jock-straps which probably comes from when I got kind of lost in the tunnels under a track stadium at about age 13/14 and came across a porn (Playboy or Penthouse) magazine in a locker room with a sweaty jock on the floor nearby. Needless to say I souvenired both items..

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I have four major fetishes: cum, feet, chastity and foreskin.

Feet is an easy one to explain... when I was young (too young to have access to porn... even too young to jerk off), I used to clip and save all the underwear ads from Sears, JC Penney, and KMart (lol) from the Sunday paper. Of course, socks were advertised on the same page, and for some reason, I liked those too! The odd thing is that, about 20 years later when I finally rekindled my foot fetish and decided to explore it, I viewed socks as nothing but 'gift wrap' for the prize underneath. I still love a guy in hot underwear or a jock, but socks just make me want to pull 'em off and get to the prize! (shoes and sneakers, however, can be quite fun in their own way!)

My cum fetish probably comes from an extended denial period. I grew up at the height of the safe sex campaign, and had to maintain the politically correct view that HIV was the worst thing ever. When the new meds came out, though, and I realized you could live a normal life and still be poz, I just thought WTF? Barebacking was the BEST part of being in a relationship, why can't that be part of random hookups too?

Chastity was a conundrum. When I first saw and heard of it on the internet, I had no idea if I wanted to lock up my dick or someone else's. But I knew the thought of forced non-reciprocal sex was the hottest idea out there. I explored it as a top, but it became an obsession when I started to bottom.

Foreskin... what can I say? You always want most what you cannot have. Being cut, it started as a curiosity about what I was missing. But the first few experiences with uncut guys really cemented my views that there was some serious fun to be had with just a tiny bit of extra skin!

Overall, I'd say that my fetishes grew from some level of denial, repression, or inaccessability early on. Things that are readily accessible like scat and pee (hello, we make them every day) got tried when I was young and didn't do much for me then, so I never pursued them.

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i have a major barefoot fetish, mostly from fucking my exBF, withhis stinking feet in my face, when he'd come home 3:30am after shooting up with his dealer. I just got to love the smell, cos I associate it with hot stinking sex. I like being barefoot and feeding my feet to guys and I've also foot-fucked several guys, cos my palms are so wide.

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I've always had a major thing for seeing a guy's underwear and a bit of skin as his shirt rides up, from the front and back, and especially when he bends over and I get to see a little crack. I think its mostly a relic of my school days, when that's really all I ever got to see aside from gym class, which I only took in grade 9.

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Two of my fetishes are boots and piss. I think my attraction comes from my childhood, grew up in a mining, farming, ranching area, guys always wore boots, cowboy boots and work boots. A nice pair of boots and make my cock hard, bent over and getting fucked by a guy in boots, where I can see and maybe feel the boots is an incredible moment for me. As for piss when I was about 5 my cousin would have me suck his cock, one time he pissed in my mouth while I was doing it. I gagged but was okay with it. Then when I was older I knew I loved looking, feeling, tasting guys cock. There was a baseball field not far from my house where guys would play softball and drink beer. There was one stall and two urinals, and long before they put privacy panels in mens bathrooms. someone had strategically put a peep hole in the stall wall that perfectly lined up with the urinals. Watching the guys come in pull out their cocks and piss really turned me on, and from there my interest in piss and grown. I remember this one guy, probably mid 30's, bigger, hairy and kind of mean looking. I was really turned on by him. He noticed me watching and would play with his cock for me. One day I was out walking and he drove by in his truck and noticed me. He stopped and started talking to all the while squeezing his cock in his jeans. He asked me to go for a ride with him and of course I went. Here I was in the truck with this man dressed in wranglers and well worn cowboy boots, who I also thought was really hot, him squeezing his cock. We got to an isolated place and he pulled it out and started stroking and told me I could touch it. I sucked him off and swallowed his cum. Every so often he'd feed me his cum, but sadly only ever got to see him piss. Wish I would have tasted it.

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I figured out that my smoking fetish is from my uncles brother.. He was really hot ALWAYS had a pack of Marlboro reds either in a pocket or in his sleeve. Anything he did I found hot. And to see him taking long hauls on his cigs and then exhaling would just send me into a trance.. I was busted a couple of times staring at him, but I didn't care.. He was really a handsome man, still is at 65!!

As for my piss fetish it came when this guy I had been cruising for years at an ABS finally let me have his dick.. He let me take him to my apartment. I got down on my knees started to suck him he said stop.. And started to piss.. I was really shocked but turned on.. Then he pulled out his dick zipped up and left. Saying "Thats all you get faggot.." For some reason that really turned me on..

Now I belong to smoking and piss groups.. These fetishes never fail me to get off.. The good thing about the smoking one is that here in the south a lot of people still smoke so I get turned on A LOT!!

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