This is a dead on target tarradiddle and it happened a month back in January, Name of individual has been changed. This will also be my showtime prison term writing a story so please bear with me if its got a few mistakes here and there and if it seems a bit rushed.

A picayune about myself, im 19 years old and 5ft5, brown skinned with smutty hair and attend very acquit like with a lot of hairsbreadth ( due to my hair colour being black, the hair is more obvious on my brown 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 city sum that im a member of. This good affair about this gym is its afford 24/7, which allows me to go there at iniquitous hours. I got to the gym around 2:20am, got changed into a black T-shirt and grey sweatpants with a brace of Light Within grey jockstraps underneath and then went down to the gym level and saw that there were only three other people there, two ladies both looked in their mid 20s and a man in his early 30s.

I went about my common routine, put my headphones in played the music and went to treadmill then on to the bike and then the rowing simple machine and lastly did a fiddling weight training all the equipment are spread around the gym so have to walk from one end to the early etc. The whole time I noticed the two gentlewoman working out at one English of the gym on the steppers and the man would constantly move around the gym to a machine not immediately next to mine but nearby. This seemed a petty weird at first but then i thought nothing of it and continued to solve 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 have a shower and get changed. I got to the changing room it was a nice roomy orbit, in through the door down a footling corridor into a rectangle room with a farseeing workbench in the center down the distance of the way and lockers on all the sides but one that had an archway leading onto a corridor to another humble rectangle room on the left hand with a few More lockers, down the corridor on the far right a shower area with individual cubical and on the far left the stool. 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 front of a lot of masses I don't know.

I got to my 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 room and his locker was just one down from mine on the left. This was the first-class honours degree time I got a proper smell at him he was taller than me by a few inches and was in unspoilt physical body he was wearing a red t-shirt and Joseph Black short pants down to his knee, he had a pale tegument tone with a slight tan to his skin which made his muscles really stand out. He went and sat on the bench and drank from his bottleful and now I started to feel a little uncomfortable. The feeling of being followed came back to me. I turned my back to him as to nullify eye touch and continued to get undressed, took my trainer and socks off and with my back still to him I pulled down my swither gasp and I placed them neatly in a pile on the workbench then I realised I was wearing a distich of suspensor, my butt impertinence were on show, quickly turned to face him praying he didn't placard and saw him suddenly look away in the other direction. I wrapped my towel around my waist and pulled the jocks off and placed them on my sight of apparel and went to the drinking fountain, as my throat was now painfully dry after being so nervous. There were two drunkenness fountains in the changing room one was in the way where the shower cubicles were and one in the offset corridor when you enter the changing room. The one in the shower down domain was closer so I went there.

I drank some water system then headed back to my locker as I forgot my shampoo and shower gel. I walked down the corridor barren foot, which meant I made no noise, and I got to the archway into where my storage locker was and there was the guy sitting there with my athletic supporter in his deal and his nose buried in them, eyes closed shut. Initially I was shocked and really furious and wanted to rage in there and smack 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 jocks and stroking his cock that was forming a prissy tent in his shorts.

A few minutes passed and I decided it was clip to walk in on him and when I didn't I cleared my pharynx and his eyes pellet give, his hand fell from his case and my jock fell to the ground. Look of complete shock, embarrassment and affright were over his human face. He shot to his feet, looked anywhere but towards me and was constantly mumbling out apologies. Honestly I found that totally state of affairs a bit funny and tried to conquer my laughter. He was in a hurry to get together his stuff and leave and it was obvious he was really panicking was constantly dropping things. I was still turned on from what I had seen, my encamp very visible with the towel wrapped around my waist.

"Do you have a affair for supporter or underclothing in oecumenical ?"I asked him

"Yes"curtly and blunt he mumbled out.

I wanted a proper solution from him. I dug thick
"What is it about underwear that you bask ?"

"I like the olfactory sensation of used underwear especially ones after a sweaty workout."He mumbled out as if he was disgusted at what he does"I noticed your workout was pretty intense and you were sweating a fairish bit"
By now he had relaxed a piffling, he must've realised I wasn't angry at what I saw and I was funny about it. I was really interested in why he did what he did.

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

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

"Do you always wait for hoi polloi to go to the exhibitioner and then sit here and sniff them ?"

His response to that question got me angry 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 underwear left behind, and occasionally take them from receptive footlocker, if I cant incur any give up ones."He paused for a few sec and then said it"a month back I stole your briefs from your locker, I'm really dingy, I'm so grim"he was back to panicking

"well in that example you owe me new undies and a suspensor"I joked trying to relax him

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

We exchanged name calling and got to know each early, he worked as an designer and his gens was John, all the spell I was sporting a backbreaking cock under my towel. He asked me if he could save my jocks and I agreed, must've been down to me being so turned on. It was now 4:30am and a few more hoi polloi started to come into the storage locker room. I was in no way finished speaking to my new friend so I got dressed back into my gym clothes including the jock and we both left the gym and he asked if I wanted to go back to his piazza, he lived 10 transactions from the gym.

He lived in a top floor, one chamber apartment with an open plan living room and kitchen. He asked me to get well-off and if I wanted to have a shower I could, the sweaty apparel were starting to cling to my tegument so I got undressed and stood there in his living way in my jocks, John returned from his bedchamber with a box in his hands and placed it on the umber tabular array and noticed that I was standing there in my jocks and his mouth dropped wide open up. 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 calendar month, he had a pretty big aggregation of underclothing sealed in airtight travelling bag. He told that by sealing the bags it kept the smell fresh. He pulled out a couplet that id seen before in fact they were mine the one that were taken from my locker a few months back. There were my black briefs in his right hired hand and his left hired man stroking his cock through his shorts. I watched as he took my briefs and held it up to his nozzle and inhaled in deeply. My cock grew hard in my jocks as I watched his every action.

I took his hand and placed it on my second joint and he took the cue, he moved the coffee board and got down in-between my stage and brought his nose up to my genitalia and inhaled deep, sent chills down my spine, precum was forming a daub on my jocks and he licked at the arena, slowly he opened his sass and brought it down on my jock covered prick. I couldn't help but let out a long moan, the wet jock clung to my shaft and trick was not letting the pace decelerate down, he bobbed up and down.

He stood me up and pulled my jocks down and now there I was naked in front of him, with my cock pointing out towards him. He stripped down and I saw his cock for the first time 7 thickset column inch of cock in front man of me, he went down onto his knees and took my hammer into his mouth while squeezing my ass cheek and running his hands up and down the sides of my legs. I was close to cumming and im sure he sensed it as he picked up my athlete and wrapped it around my cock and sucked me off into it. I cummed strong and I cummed a lot into the suspensor. He took the cum soaked jocks and licked the cum out of it. I had all the vim literally sucked out of me and I fell to the sofa.

I learnt something new about John then, he had a foot voodoo. He picked up both of my base and brought them together and started to suck on them, must admit it was ticklish at first but I was to horny to decline, he put his cock in between my feet which are now slick down with his saliva and started to pound them, he varied his speed, going fast then slack, he didn't want this to end. My cock grew hard watching him. He shot his consignment all over my base and I added to it with my burden which he happily licked up clean.

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