This younger guy at my work is so damn buff, and I have had a secret crush on him for years, so when I noticed he'd left his sports bag behind the office door, I wanted to see what was inside so bad I was shaking! Unfortunately, office traffic was just too busy, so I thought I'd missed my chance.
I kinda forgot about it until week later I noticed the same sports bag was now over beside a filing cabinet. Again, too busy to investigate, but over the next few days I realised he must have forgot about it, so I made up an excuse to be late and when there was only a couple left in the place, I looked to see if it was still there.
It was, and inside was a sexy but clean (washing powder smell) pair of Kangos which gave me a nice image to fantazise over. But best of all, a pair of really funky smelling briefs!
I've been to the gym a couple of times with this guy, so I know he doesn't wear a jock, just briefs and shorts. (Fuck me - you should see him in the showers. Only reason I gave up my luch hours!) Anyway, I figured that his sports bag had lain in the office untouched for so long now that he wouldn't remember what he had in it. So I pinched his funky underwear.
Yup, I'm a pant pincher. I was really nervous for a while he would find out they were missing and ask questions, but he never did.
They smelt so funky, I was walking round with a permanent hardon for weeks! I just kept burying my face in them and dreaming I was clamped between his legs, drinking in his manly scent. Sadly, I didn't keep them in a sealed bag, so the funk has dissipated... but they've kept their nice bulge shape, and some nice not too gross stains have appeared over the months. Which is nice!
When I was in my teens I buried my face in one of my (straight) mates boxers from his washing machine in the garage. Mmmm!!!
I've done it quite a few times. I love it if there are a couple of pubic hairs in there as well.
Great thread guys - really enjoy hearing your 'confessions'!