He fell to his knees, and his eyes lit up as they gazed at Chad’s big socked feet.Ĭhad startled him with a louder snore, then rearranged himself on the bed in his sleep, so that only one foot was hanging off the other then rested on his sharp, muscular calf. The goblin, or fake Gavin, quietly headed to the edge of Chad’s bed. The shapeshifting goblin’s abilities were the reason he was able to slip in and out wherever he wanted to, and tonight would be no different. Everything, from his clothing, to his appearance, his age, voice, and even his cock, was totally mirrored down to a tee. Instead, the strange creature was a shapeshifter, and usually took the shape of someone that people would recognize in this case, he had taken the shape of Gavin. However,he didn’t look like some grubby little green skinned monster from a children’s fairy tale, nor was he was a ‘fag with a foot fetish’, as Chad casually joked about. Unfortunately for Chad, the sock goblin was no mere myth-he was real, and he was in the room with him right now. “Oh yeah,” he said, his voice wavering with excitement. Gavin’s eyes were drawn to the best part of all: Chad’s socked feet, hanging off the bed. Moonlight streamed through his window, highlighting his perfect body in the sheets. He slowly eased the door open in Chad’s room, where he caught sight of the big blonde lying casually on his stomach. The dark haired swimmer carefully crept down the hall. His cock was already twitching and his eyes widened in anticipation. He was silenced when he heard the snores coming from down the hall. He winked and smiled, then covered his mouth and laughed obnoxiously. He stroked his chin and checked out the angles of his face. He quietly tiptoed through the living room and caught sight of his reflection in the mirror on the wall. He closed the door quietly and had a big, mischievous grin on his pretty face, as if he were somewhere he weren’t supposed to be. The apartment was quiet, dark and still, save for Chad’s gentle snores coming from down the hall. When he was done, he headed to sleep in his room and turned all the lights off. He spent the rest of the evening studying quietly, distracting himself with a little porn every now and then on his laptop.
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Gavin wasn’t lying he really did have a few lone socks in there.Ĭhad had a patterned sock on one foot, and a plain white sock on the other. Gavin left for the night and Chad grabbed one of his spare socks from his sock drawer. You can use one of the solo pairs I got in my drawer, from when the sock goblin last attacked.”Ĭhad covered his face and groaned. “Hey, lemme borrow one of your clean socks tonight before you go. “Get the fuck outta here with that sock goblin shit.” Chad chucked a cushion at Gavin. Or maybe it was actually real…” Gavin said. “That just sounds like some little fag kid with a foot fetish is running around and duping all you idiots.”
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I thought it was bullshit too, but I did end up missing a few socks myself at times, as did the other guys in the dorm. “I dunno, man, I’m just telling you what I heard. “So this little sock goblin is a fag, is that what you’re saying?” Chad and Gavin could barely keep themselves from laughing. But check this out-he doesn’t steal socks from girls or anything, but from dudes only.” But basically, there’s an urban myth around here that says the sock goblin steals people’s socks at night.” “I learned about this when I used to live in the dorms. He spread his arms on the backend and placed his bare foot on his other knee, bouncing it rapidly. You haven’t heard the tale of the sock goblin?”Ĭhad sat on the couch and gave his pal a weird look.
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“Where the hell did it go? This is my last clean pair.”Ĭhad stopped looking under the couch and gave Gavin a deadpan expression. “I’m looking for my other sock, man, have you seen it?”Ĭhad swore. He noticed that Chad only had one sock on his foot. Gavin watched as Chad searched under the couch and beneath the cushions and table. Gotta take school a little seriously every now and then.” Chad said. “Sure you don’t wanna come out tonight, bro?” Gavin said. It was his usual ritual to check himself out before he took off, which Chad usually teased him about.Ĭhad, on the other hand, was in a white tee and boxers, dressed for a night in. He checked his face in a mirror which he kept hanging on a wall in the living room. He wore a leather jacket, a nice shirt, jeans, and boots, and had his hair styled. They were best friends, and met when they were freshmen. Chad was blonde, and Gavin had dark hair, both cut short. They were both on the swim team and were great looking young men, with lithe, supple bodies, and handsome cute faces. But there might be more fact than fiction to the legend after all.Ĭhad and Gavin were a couple of college seniors that stayed in an apartment just outside campus. Two college studs have a hard time believing in an urban legend.