Not necessarily proud of this confession but.....
My Freshmen year in college I got into going to the gym at night after studying. I was just getting into weight lifting and the weight room was less crowded in the later evenings. I was still a painfully naïve and closeted virgin and masturbation freak, having never been with a guy (or girl) before. One wall of the weight room was all glass and looked into the gym that had an indoor running track around it. There was one guy I’d see running there pretty regularly. He turned me on right away and after watching him run for a few nights I started checking for when he exited the gym for the locker room. I felt creepy but couldn’t resist leaving the weight room and following him into the locker room. I was trying to be all cool and discrete but I just HAD to see him naked in the showers. Damn he was hot. Kind of looked like this pic:
Perfect young twink runner’s body. Smooth, skinny, nice dark bush, glistening with sweat after running. I couldn’t get enough of watching him. I can’t imagine he didn’t notice that I always showed up in the showers right after him but he never said anything and I never so much as said hello. I just wanted to sneak peaks at him.
I had a real Boy Crush on him, more like boy lust, and would have given anything to get close enough to his body to catch a whiff of his scent. Fortunately, one night I got something even better. I’d just followed him into the locker room and saw that he had left his gym clothes on the bench by his locker while he was in the shower. His gray bikini undies were in a wad laying on the floor. Bingo! I couldn’t believe it and I couldn’t resist. Instead of showering I grabbed my coat out of my locker, checked to see that no one was around, then grabbed his undies, shoved them in my coat pocket and bolted out of there. I kept them clenched in my fist in my pocket all the way back to the dorms. I loved their warm, moist feeling in my hand.
When I got back to my room I had my first ever experience playing with another guys underwear. My hormones were out of control. I stripped down and lay on the bed, undies in hand. I held them up to the light and examined them up close – looking at every part of them inside and out. They were gray cotton and the wet parts showed clearly. The usual areas were dark with his wet sweat including part way up the pouch. I rolled onto my stomach, propped up on my elbows, and carefully arranged his undies under my face with the inside of the pouch and crotch facing up. I let all the air out of my lungs and dropped my face into the middle of the wettest part. I held my breath for as long as I could until I had to take a LONG deep inhale. My mind about exploded. I couldn’t believe how my hormones reacted to his strong, sexy scent. He smelled SOOOOO sexy to me. I lay there breathing in and out while grinding my cock into the bed. After a bit I rolled over so I could stroke. I carefully moved the fabric around under my nostrils, exploring his scent inch by inch until I found the best part. I’m sure my eyes rolled in ecstasy as I breathed in over and over, savoring his teen boy scent, until I finally blew my load in the most amazing orgasm.
I lay there breathless, heart pounding, but I didn’t want it to be over yet. And I didn’t want to let his undies dry out. So I put them in a cup of water and heated it up in the microwave. I let them steep for another 10 minutes to cool while I recovered then I sat back on the bed, naked and hard again, and slowly sipped the sweat tea with his undies still in the cup. I felt SO nasty and dirty but I loved it. I could taste the saltiness of his musk and it tasted great. After it was gone I took the undies out of the cup and crammed them into my mouth and sucked out as much of his essence as I could. I had another amazing orgasm while doing it.
I washed, kept, and wore his undies for a long time after that.
My Freshmen year in college I got into going to the gym at night after studying. I was just getting into weight lifting and the weight room was less crowded in the later evenings. I was still a painfully naïve and closeted virgin and masturbation freak, having never been with a guy (or girl) before. One wall of the weight room was all glass and looked into the gym that had an indoor running track around it. There was one guy I’d see running there pretty regularly. He turned me on right away and after watching him run for a few nights I started checking for when he exited the gym for the locker room. I felt creepy but couldn’t resist leaving the weight room and following him into the locker room. I was trying to be all cool and discrete but I just HAD to see him naked in the showers. Damn he was hot. Kind of looked like this pic:
Perfect young twink runner’s body. Smooth, skinny, nice dark bush, glistening with sweat after running. I couldn’t get enough of watching him. I can’t imagine he didn’t notice that I always showed up in the showers right after him but he never said anything and I never so much as said hello. I just wanted to sneak peaks at him.
I had a real Boy Crush on him, more like boy lust, and would have given anything to get close enough to his body to catch a whiff of his scent. Fortunately, one night I got something even better. I’d just followed him into the locker room and saw that he had left his gym clothes on the bench by his locker while he was in the shower. His gray bikini undies were in a wad laying on the floor. Bingo! I couldn’t believe it and I couldn’t resist. Instead of showering I grabbed my coat out of my locker, checked to see that no one was around, then grabbed his undies, shoved them in my coat pocket and bolted out of there. I kept them clenched in my fist in my pocket all the way back to the dorms. I loved their warm, moist feeling in my hand.
When I got back to my room I had my first ever experience playing with another guys underwear. My hormones were out of control. I stripped down and lay on the bed, undies in hand. I held them up to the light and examined them up close – looking at every part of them inside and out. They were gray cotton and the wet parts showed clearly. The usual areas were dark with his wet sweat including part way up the pouch. I rolled onto my stomach, propped up on my elbows, and carefully arranged his undies under my face with the inside of the pouch and crotch facing up. I let all the air out of my lungs and dropped my face into the middle of the wettest part. I held my breath for as long as I could until I had to take a LONG deep inhale. My mind about exploded. I couldn’t believe how my hormones reacted to his strong, sexy scent. He smelled SOOOOO sexy to me. I lay there breathing in and out while grinding my cock into the bed. After a bit I rolled over so I could stroke. I carefully moved the fabric around under my nostrils, exploring his scent inch by inch until I found the best part. I’m sure my eyes rolled in ecstasy as I breathed in over and over, savoring his teen boy scent, until I finally blew my load in the most amazing orgasm.
I lay there breathless, heart pounding, but I didn’t want it to be over yet. And I didn’t want to let his undies dry out. So I put them in a cup of water and heated it up in the microwave. I let them steep for another 10 minutes to cool while I recovered then I sat back on the bed, naked and hard again, and slowly sipped the sweat tea with his undies still in the cup. I felt SO nasty and dirty but I loved it. I could taste the saltiness of his musk and it tasted great. After it was gone I took the undies out of the cup and crammed them into my mouth and sucked out as much of his essence as I could. I had another amazing orgasm while doing it.
I washed, kept, and wore his undies for a long time after that.
