This is a on-key story and it happened a calendar month back in Jan, gens of person has been changed. This will also be my foremost time writing a fib so delight bear with me if its got a few mistakes here and there and if it seems a bit rushed.

A slight about myself, im 19 geezerhood old and 5ft5, brown skinned with black hair and look very deliver like with a lot of fuzz ( due to my fuzz colour being fatal, the hair is more obvious on my brownish cutis ) and im chubby.


AT THE GYM


It was nearly 2am on the 2nd of January and I decided to go to the gym in the urban center centre that im a phallus of. This good thing about this gym is its open 24/7, which allows me to go there at ungodly hour. I got to the gym around 2:20am, got changed into a black jersey and grey sweatpants with a duet of lighting grey jockstraps underneath and then went down to the gym floor and saw that there were only three other citizenry there, two peeress both looked in their mid 20s and a man in his early 30s.

I went about my usual routine, put my earphone in played the music and went to treadmill then on to the cycle and then the rowing motorcar and lastly did a short weighting training all the equipment are spread around the gym so suffer to walk from one end to the former etc. The whole time I noticed the two ladies working out at one side of the gym on the stepping motor and the man would constantly move around the gym to a car not immediately next to mine but nearby. This seemed a little weird at starting time but then i thought nothing of it and continued to work out listening to my music.

At 3:45am I decided that I had worked out enough for the day so went upstairs to the changing rooms to accept a shower and get changed. I got to the changing room it was a nice spacious arena, in through the door down a little corridor into a rectangle room with a long bench in the middle down the distance of the room and lockers on all the sides but one that had an arch leading onto a corridor to another smaller rectangle room on the leftfield with a few more lockers, down the corridor on the far right a shower down area with case-by-case cuboid and on the far left the toilets. I always went into the room with the fewer lockers as there's hardly ever anyone there and I don't like getting changed in straw man of a lot of people I don't know.

I got to my storage locker and took out my towel and placed in on the bench then continued to get undressed, just as I took off my jersey I noticed the guy that I thought was following me around the gym was there in the locker elbow room and his locker was just one down from mine on the left. This was the first time I got a right flavor at him he was taller than me by a few in and was in good anatomy he was wearing a red t-shirt and black short down to his human knee, he had a pale tegument pure tone with a little tan to his skin which made his muscle really stand out. He went and sat on the Bench and drank from his bottle and now I started to feel a minuscule uncomfortable. The notion of being followed came back to me. I turned my spinal column to him as to nullify eye contact and continued to get uncase, took my trainers and wind sock off and with my cover still to him I pulled down my sweat pants and I placed them neatly in a pile on the terrace then I realised I was wearing a pair of athletic supporter, my nates cheeks were on display, quickly turned to face him praying he didn't notice and saw him suddenly look away in the other counsel. I wrapped my towel around my waist and pulled the jocks off and placed them on my pile of dress and went to the drinking outflow, as my throat was now painfully dry after being so aflutter. There were two imbibition fountains in the changing room one was in the elbow room where the exhibitioner cubicles were and one in the first corridor when you enter the changing room. The one in the rain shower area was closer so I went there.

I drank some water supply then headed back to my cabinet as I forgot my shampoo and exhibitioner gel. I walked down the corridor bare ft, which meant I made no noise, and I got to the arch into where my cabinet was and there was the guy sitting there with my jockstrap in his hand and his nose buried in them, eyes closed shut. Initially I was shocked and really angry and wanted to storm in there and smell the guy across the face, but a part of me was turned on by what I was seeing, so I silently watched him sniffing my jockstrap and stroking his pecker that was forming a nice collapsible shelter in his shorts.

A few minutes passed and I decided it was time to walk in on him and when I didn't I cleared my pharynx and his eyes shot surface, his hired man fell from his face and my jocks fell to the ground. face of gross shock, embarrassment and panic were over his face. He shot to his feet, looked anywhere but towards me and was constantly mumbling out apologia. Honestly I found that whole situation a bit shady and tried to suppress my laughter. He was in a hurry to garner his material and leave of absence and it was obvious he was really panicking was constantly dropping matter. I was still turned on from what I had seen, my tent very visible with the towel wrapped around my waist.

"Do you have a thing for supporter or underwear in cosmopolitan ?"I asked him

"Yes"curt and blunt he mumbled out.

I wanted a right resolution from him. I dug deeper
"What is it about underwear that you savor ?"

"I like the smell of used underwear especially ones after a sweaty workout."He mumbled out as if he was disgusted at what he does"I noticed your exercising was pretty acute and you were sweating a fair bit"
By now he had relaxed a petty, he must've realised I wasn't angry at what I saw and I was curious about it. I was really concern in why he did what he did.

"Have you ever been caught sniffing underwear here before ?"

"No"he replied"this is the first clock time I've been caught, I thought u left to go to the shower, so I thought I had adequate time to…"he went tacit

"Do you always wait for people to go to the exhibitor and then sit here and whiff them ?"

His reception to that question got me raging but only for a few seconds.
"No I'm never in this early, I'm usually here when there's a lot of people and when the rooms empty I pick up all the abandoned and forgotten underclothing left behind, and occasionally take them from surface lockers, if I cant detect any abandoned ones."He paused for a few seconds and then said it"a month back I stole your briefs from your locker, I'm really gloomy, I'm so sorry"he was back to panicking

"Well in that event you owe me new undies and a jockstrap"I joked trying to relax him

His aspect lightened up"Yes of course, I'll get you some new underwear"He then asked me if I got turned on from seeing him sniffing my jock and I admitted that I did.

We exchanged names and got to live each other, he worked as an designer and his gens was can, all the while I was sporting a hard cock under my towel. He asked me if he could keep my jocks and I agreed, must've been down to me being so turned on. It was now 4:30am and a few more people started to come into the locker room. I was in no way finished speaking to my new Quaker so I got dressed back into my gym dress including the jockstrap and we both left the gym and he asked if I wanted to go back to his shoes, he lived 10 second from the gym.

He lived in a top floor, one bedroom flatbed with an give design living room and kitchen. He asked me to get well-to-do and if I wanted to have a shower I could, the sweaty clothes were starting to cling to my tegument so I got disinvest and stood there in his living room in my suspensor, lavatory returned from his bedroom with a box in his men and placed it on the coffee table and noticed that I was standing there in my supporter and his mouth dropped wide open. He asked me to sit on the sofa with him and opened the box.

Inside the box were all the underclothing he had acquired over the month, he had a pretty big appeal of underclothing sealed in airtight bags. He told that by sealing the travelling bag it kept the smell fresh. He pulled out a pair that id seen before in fact they were mine the ones that were taken from my locker a few calendar month back. There were my grim Jockey shorts in his right hand and his left hand stroking his shaft through his boxers. I watched as he took my briefs and held it up to his nose and inhaled in deeply. My pecker grew hard in my suspensor as I watched his every action.

I took his paw and placed it on my thigh and he took the cue, he moved the coffee board and got down middle my legs and brought his nose up to my genital organ and inhaled deep, sent chills down my spinal column, precum was forming a spot on my jockstrap and he licked at the area, slowly he opened his oral fissure and brought it down on my supporter covered cock. I couldn't help but let out a long groan, the pissed jock clung to my prick and toilet was not letting the tempo slow down, he bobbed up and down.

He stood me up and pulled my jock down and now there I was naked in strawman of him, with my cock pointing out towards him. He stripped down and I saw his hammer for the number one sentence 7 thick inches of turncock in front end of me, he went down onto his stifle and took my cock into his mouth while squeezing my ass cheeks and running his hands up and down the sides of my peg. I was close to cumming and im sure he sensed it as he picked up my jockstrap and wrapped it around my cock and sucked me off into it. I cummed strong and I cummed a lot into the jock. He took the cum soaked suspensor and licked the cum out of it. I had all the free energy literally sucked out of me and I fell to the sofa.

I learnt something new about John then, he had a foot juju. He picked up both of my feet and brought them together and started to imbibe on them, must intromit it was delicate at first but I was to horny to refuse, he put his hammer in between my feet which are now satiny with his saliva and started to pound them, he varied his focal ratio, going fast then retard, he didn't want this to end. My cock grew backbreaking watching him. He shot his consignment all over my human foot and I added to it with my lode which he happily licked up clean.

It was now 8am and I really had to get home, I took a shower at his house and left for house, but before leaving he agreed to buy me those new underwear and would cave in me them at the gym