C’est un bon business ça !Moi j’ai des mecs qui m’achètent mes slips ou boxers sales et ca m’excite de les préparer… j’ai des mecs réguliers qui sont accros à mes odeurs de male …ca les excitent et moi aussi de recevoir leurs messages de satisfaction… d’excitation extrême…. Leurs photos avec mes slips ou boxer pleins de jus, de mouille, de traces intimes…
Ooh share some pics of your sons' underwear sometime please!When I do laundry at home I smell them all.
AwwwwwNo, he was very affectionate straight dude, but cuddled with me once or twice while we waited for the rest of the household to get ready when we’d have roomies night out. He’d randomly hold my hand when we were all in the kitchen just talking. At times he’d go “hey...I love you”.
And then he’d do fun things like make his pecs bounce (he was one of those tall fit frat boys), walk around shirtless and sometimes he’d even walk around in a towel if he was about to shower or had just showered. One time he hugged me from behind when he was just in a towel and I swear I could feel a boner coming on (not gonna blame him). It was even more obvious cause we kept talking and he pulled the front of the towel away from his body a bit (so that the towel wouldn’t create a dick print I assume) and I was able to see his trimmed pubes a bit...but never his actual cock
The other day I was walking along Goodge Street in the West End and saw a pile of clothing on the pavement by a bin. My radar immediately picked up that the blue garment was indeed a pair of M & S pants with a tee shirt next to them. I immediately got a boner and became rooted to the spot. It was quite quiet so I loitered and put my briefcase on the pavement and pretended to look for something in stead you can guess - I picked up both items and rammed them in my bag and rushed back to my flat just around the corner! I could NOT BELIEVE IT when I smelled and felt a west sticky patch in the crotch -it was like heaven. The smell was justlike I had a mouthful of cum...
The shirt also had a musky armpit smell....I still wondered what must have happened for those two pieces in good condition to end up on the way to a waste bin. I am wearing both items quite a lot and have decided whilst writing this that those briefs are go t go pants when wanking.
Nice to be reminded of this post - been wearing them for two days at a time and then putting them back in the draw neatly folded...might shoot in them this morning!
I've been soaking those briefs all week...it's given me an idea...Nice to be reminded of this post - been wearing them for two days at a time and then putting them back in the draw neatly folded...might shoot in them this morning!
this ploy worked after a few visits - recently I noticed that as he pulls my briefs down to do more massgae his hand lingers in the crutch as his fingers rub my thighs. I think he has realised what is goingon and I am jst hoping some of the stinkng odour transfers to his fingers to enjoy laterI've been soaking those briefs all week...it's given me an idea...
have the hots for my pilates tutor - we do 2 hours at a time- one hour pilates followed by a professional massage for another hour. I am getting hornier and hornier at each new massage so I feel I need to show my cards without ruining our friendship...
I've come up with the following idea based on the Goodge Street briefs and that is that I come into a brand new pair of white jocks every day for 10 days ( the time until my next session) and on the day I wear them in the hope that the activity sets off the cum scent as a clue and see what happens...any thoughts???
I have now a japanese classmate and I should say he smells so good, idk why, i enjoy his natural odor and I'd like to have a chance like yours.Once I stayed in a youth hostel, and shared the room with a few other people, one of whom was a well spoken, good looking Japanese man in his 20's.
I woke up late the next morning, and by then, everyone had gone out for the day. The Japanese man's bunk was next to mine, and I saw in a corner his pile of dirty clothes. On top of that pile was a pair of pink briefs, and they were very brief indeed, made of some synthetic material.
Its shiny pink colour practically called to me like the Sirens. I was lured to them, lulled into a state of imagined serenity and safety, oblivious to the danger of being caught in an embarrassing position.
Even though I was the only one in the room, I slowly and stealthily crept towards that small shiny piece of intimate clothing and sniffed - no, inhaled, actually. The Japanese young man's odor was ripe and almost sharp; I cannot help but wonder how many days he had been wearing that same pair of briefs, and what he had been doing while wearing them to result in such a strong, agreeable pungence.
Perhaps it was the sense of disgust with my own action, that invasion of the young man's privacy, the fear of being caught, the humiliation if caught, all these emotions made me so horny! I did not move his underwear in case his suspicions are raised, so I had to content with the smell from a couple of deep inhalations. Yes, once was not enough, I had to take a few deep breaths of his balls bouquet, of his scrotal stink.
Having stored his smell in my memory and filled my lungs with his scent laden air, I removed myself back to my bunk and shamelessly jacked off, my whole body uncovered and exposed. By now I was oblivious to the world, and had no fear of humiliation and indignity of being caught masturbating.
Being uncut, I have no need for lubrication; a few pumps to the recollection of that scent in my mind, of the shine on the pink briefs and I started expelling my man juice all over my body. After a few spasms, my rigid body relaxed and I did not want to make any move to hide the evidence of my solitary enjoyment. I had no fear of the cleaner coming in to catch me red handed - or should be be cum handed - all I wanted to do was to savour the afterglow of a great climax.
When effects of the dopamine, serotonin and oxytocin finally abated, I was thankful no one had entered the room to find me in flagrante delicto. And I shall live to sniff another pair of underwear another day!
My brother always leaves pee stainsOh doo share .. what family member smells the best?
I have a straight friend staying at the house and he lives in a separate bedroom.. sometimes, he leaves his undies in his bathroom, and that's when I get to smell them
Love how str8 guys leave their undies lying around, must not occur to them that anyone would pick them up. When my brothers mates stay over I find dirty undies in the bathroom or just lying on the bedroom floor
Hot did you ever find any cum stains?I have so many stories - when I was in college I lived with this hot straight guy. Anytime I was home alone I’d sneak in his room and grab his briefs, he wore tighty whiteys and they were formed to the shape of his body, the pouch always stuck out from being formed around his cock. The strong smell was so hot it was the closest I could get to tasting his cock. I’d cum so fast smelling his scent. Later he became a cop and I would lay his cop pants on the bed and put his briefs inside them and pull the zipper down to reveal his underwear and smell his hot dick scent.