This is a true narrative and it happened a month back in January, Name of someone has been changed. This will also be my firstly time 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 little about myself, im 19 years old and 5ft5, brown skinned with black tomentum and reckon very bear like with a lot of hair ( due to my fuzz colour being black, the hair is more obvious on my embrown pelt ) and im chubby.


AT THE GYM


It was nearly 2am on the 2nd of Jan and I decided to go to the gym in the city eye that im a extremity of. This near thing about this gym is its open 24/7, which allows me to go there at ungodly hours. I got to the gym around 2:20am, got changed into a Black person t-shirt and grey sweatpants with a pair of get down grey jockstrap underneath and then went down to the gym floor and saw that there were only three other people there, two Lady both looked in their mid 20s and a man in his betimes 30s.

I went about my usual act, put my earphone in played the music and went to treadmill then on to the cycle and then the row 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 other etc. The completely time I noticed the two noblewoman working out at one side of the gym on the steppers and the man would constantly act around the gym to a machine not immediately next to mine but nearby. This seemed a niggling weird at first 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 have a shower and get changed. I got to the changing room it was a nice spacious area, in through the doors down a little corridor into a rectangle room with a long bench in the midsection down the length 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 with a few more cabinet, down the corridor on the far mightily a cascade area with person cubiform and on the far left the toilets. I always went into the room with the fewer storage locker as there's hardly ever anyone there and I don't like getting changed in front of a lot of the great unwashed 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 t-shirt I noticed the guy that I thought was following me around the gym was there in the locker room and his cabinet was just one down from mine on the left. This was the inaugural time I got a proper smell at him he was taller than me by a few column inch and was in sound anatomy he was wearing a red T-shirt and black shorts down to his knee, he had a wan hide tone with a thin tan to his cutis which made his muscles really stand out. He went and sat on the bench and drank from his bottle and now I started to feel a petty uncomfortable. The feeling of being followed came back to me. I turned my dorsum to him as to avoid eye physical contact and continued to get undressed, took my trainer and socks off and with my vertebral column still to him I pulled down my swither pants and I placed them neatly in a pile on the bench then I realised I was wearing a span of jockstraps, my butt against brass were on show, quickly turned to face him praying he didn't observation and saw him suddenly look away in the other focus. I wrapped my towel around my waistline and pulled the jockstrap off and placed them on my pile of clothes and went to the drink fountain, as my pharynx was now painfully dry after being so nervous. There were two drinking fount in the changing room one was in the elbow room where the cascade cubicles were and one in the first corridor when you enter the changing room. The one in the shower area was closer so I went there.

I drank some piss then headed back to my locker as I forgot my shampoo and shower gel. I walked down the corridor bare groundwork, which meant I made no haphazardness, and I got to the arch into where my cabinet was and there was the guy sitting there with my jocks in his hand and his nose buried in them, centre closed shut. Initially I was shocked and really furious and wanted to storm in there and reek the guy across the grimace, but a division of me was turned on by what I was seeing, so I silently watched him sniffing my jockstrap and stroking his cock that was forming a prissy 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 clear, his hand fell from his face and my jock fell to the ground. Look of complete jar, embarrassment and panic were over his case. He shot to his feet, looked anywhere but towards me and was constantly mumbling out excuse. Honestly I found that whole situation a bit funny and tried to suppress my laughter. He was in a hurry to garner his poppycock and farewell and it was obvious he was really panicking was constantly dropping things. 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 jockstrap or underwear in oecumenical ?"I asked him

"Yes"inadequate and blunt he mumbled out.

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

"I like the scent of used underwear especially ace after a sweaty workout."He mumbled out as if he was disgusted at what he does"I noticed your physical exertion was pretty intense and you were sweating a fair bit"
By now he had relaxed a little, he must've realised I wasn't angry at what I saw and I was queer 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 inaugural fourth dimension I've been caught, I thought u left to go to the exhibitor, so I thought I had enough time to…"he went silent

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

His reception to that doubtfulness got me angry but only for a few seconds.
"No I'm never in this early on, I'm usually here when there's a lot of the great unwashed and when the suite empty I pick up all the abandoned and forgotten underwear left behind, and occasionally pick out them from spread out storage locker, if I cant retrieve any abandoned ones."He paused for a few irregular and then said it"a month back I stole your briefs from your cabinet, I'm really sorry, I'm so sorry"he was back to panicking

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

His face 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 athlete and I admitted that I did.

We exchanged gens and got to have a go at it each other, he worked as an architect and his name was John, all the while I was sporting a hard stopcock under my towel. He asked me if he could prevent my athletic supporter and I agreed, must've been down to me being so turned on. It was now 4:30am and a few more citizenry started to fare into the locker room. I was in no way finished speaking to my new friend 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 place, he lived 10 proceedings from the gym.

He lived in a top level, one bedroom flat with an receptive plan living room and kitchen. He asked me to get comfortable and if I wanted to have a shower I could, the sweaty dress were starting to cling to my skin so I got unattired and stood there in his living elbow room in my athletic supporter, trick returned from his bedchamber with a box in his script and placed it on the coffee table and noticed that I was standing there in my jocks and his mouth dropped wide spread out. He asked me to sit on the sofa with him and opened the box.

Inside the box were all the underwear he had acquired over the calendar month, he had a pretty big collection of underwear sealed in airtight bags. He told that by sealing the bags it kept the feeling invigorated. He pulled out a duo that id seen before in fact they were mine the 1 that were taken from my cabinet a few month back. There were my black briefs in his right hand and his left helping hand stroking his turncock through his shorts. I watched as he took my brief and held it up to his nose and inhaled in deeply. My hammer grew hard in my supporter as I watched his every action.

I took his hand and placed it on my thigh and he took the cue, he moved the coffee table and got down in-between my wooden leg and brought his nose up to my crotch and inspire deep, sent frisson down my back, precum was forming a dapple on my athlete and he licked at the area, slowly he opened his mouthpiece and brought it down on my jock covered pecker. I couldn't help but let out a foresighted moan, the soaked athletic supporter clung to my shaft and John was not letting the pace slow down, he bobbed up and down.

He stood me up and pulled my jockstrap 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 compact in of hammer in front of me, he went down onto his knees and took my cock into his sass while squeezing my ass cheeks and running his hands up and down the slope of my legs. I was close to cumming and im sure he sensed it as he picked up my jocks and wrapped it around my putz and sucked me off into it. I cummed hard and I cummed a lot into the jock. He took the cum soaked supporter and licked the cum out of it. I had all the DOE literally sucked out of me and I fell to the sofa.

I learnt something new about lavatory then, he had a foot juju. He picked up both of my foot and brought them together and started to suck on them, must admit it was ticklish at maiden but I was to horny to refuse, he put his dick in between my invertebrate foot which are now satiny with his spittle and started to pound sign them, he varied his upper, going fast then slow, he didn't want this to end. My cock grew laborious watching him. He shot his consignment all over my feet and I added to it with my freight which he happily licked up clean.

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