This is a true story and it happened a calendar month back in January, Name of soul has been changed. This will also be my inaugural clip writing a story so please bear with me if its got a few mistake here and there and if it seems a bit rushed.

A little about myself, im 19 class old and 5ft5, brown skinned with black fuzz and look very bear like with a lot of haircloth ( due to my hair colouring being black, the hair is more obvious on my brown peel ) 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 kernel that im a member of. This good thing about this gym is its open 24/7, which allows me to go there at iniquitous hours. I got to the gym around 2:20am, got changed into a total darkness T-shirt and grizzly sweatpants with a pair of tripping greyness jockstraps underneath and then went down to the gym floor 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 usual subprogram, put my headphones in played the music and went to treadmill then on to the cycle and then the rowing machine and lastly did a picayune weight training all the equipment are spread around the gym so have to walk from one end to the early etc. The whole clock time I noticed the two gentlewoman working out at one face of the gym on the hoofer and the man would constantly move around the gym to a car not immediately succeeding to mine but nearby. This seemed a footling weird at firstly but then i thought cipher 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 way it was a dainty wide area, in through the door down a picayune corridor into a rectangle way with a long bench in the middle down the length of the room and footlocker on all the sides but one that had an arch leading onto a corridor to another smaller rectangle room on the left with a few More lockers, down the corridor on the far right hand a shower area with mortal cubical and on the far left the toilets. I always went into the elbow 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 people I don't know.

I got to my locker and took out my towel and placed in on the work bench then continued to get peel, 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 storage locker room and his locker was just one Down from mine on the left. This was the first time I got a right look at him he was taller than me by a few inches and was in right build he was wearing a red t-shirt and black short pants down to his knee, he had a pale skin smell with a little tan to his skin which made his musculus really stand out. He went and sat on the bench and drank from his feeding bottle and now I started to finger a piddling uncomfortable. The feeling of being followed came back to me. I turned my back to him as to avoid eye contact and continued to get undressed, took my trainer and socks off and with my back still to him I pulled down my sweat trouser and I placed them neatly in a pile on the judiciary then I realised I was wearing a duet of supporter, my seat cheeks were on appearance, quickly turned to confront him praying he didn't notice and saw him suddenly look away in the former direction. I wrapped my towel around my shank and pulled the jocks off and placed them on my pile of apparel and went to the drinking outflow, as my throat was now painfully dry after being so nervous. There were two drinking fountains in the changing room one was in the room where the shower booth were and one in the number 1 corridor when you enter the changing room. The one in the exhibitioner surface area was closer so I went there.

I drank some water then headed back to my locker as I forgot my shampoo and exhibitioner gel. I walked down the corridor spare foot, which meant I made no disturbance, and I got to the archway into where my locker was and there was the guy sitting there with my jocks in his manus and his nose buried in them, eyes closed shut. Initially I was shocked and really raging and wanted to storm in there and peck the guy across the face, but a percentage 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 nice tent in his shorts.

A few arcminute passed and I decided it was time to walk in on him and when I didn't I cleared my throat and his eyes guess open, his mitt fell from his face and my jocks fell to the ground. face of dispatch stupor, embarrassment and terror were over his face. He shot to his feet, looked anywhere but towards me and was constantly mumbling out apologies. Honestly I found that whole berth a bit suspect and tried to oppress my laugh. He was in a hurry to gather his clobber and parting 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 seeable with the towel wrapped around my waist.

"Do you have a matter for suspensor or underwear in general ?"I asked him

"Yes"abruptly and blunt he mumbled out.

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

"I like the odor of used underclothing 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 reasonable bit"
By now he had relaxed a little, he must've realised I wasn't angry at what I saw and I was funny 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 off time I've been caught, I thought u left to go to the exhibitioner, so I thought I had enough time to…"he went silent

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

His reaction to that head got me angry but only for a few seconds.
"No I'm never in this other, I'm usually here when there's a lot of people and when the rooms empty I pick up all the abandoned and forgotten underclothes left behind, and occasionally pack them from open cabinet, if I cant find any vacate ones."He paused for a few mo and then said it"a month back I stole your brief from your locker, I'm really disconsolate, I'm so sorry"he was back to panicking

"Well in that case you owe me new undies and a jockstrap"I joked trying to unbend 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 jockstrap and I admitted that I did.

We exchanged public figure and got to know each other, he worked as an designer and his name was John, all the while I was sporting a hard cock under my towel. He asked me if he could save my supporter 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 make out into the footlocker room. I was in no way finished speaking to my new protagonist so I got dressed back into my gym apparel including the supporter and we both left the gym and he asked if I wanted to go back to his place, he lived 10 minutes from the gym.

He lived in a top floor, one bedchamber flat with an open program living room and kitchen. He asked me to get comfortable and if I wanted to have a shower I could, the sweaty clothes were starting to cling to my skin so I got unappareled and stood there in his sustenance room in my athletic supporter, St. John the Apostle returned from his bedroom with a box in his hands and placed it on the java mesa and noticed that I was standing there in my supporter and his sass dropped full clear. 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 month, he had a pretty big assemblage of underwear sealed in airtight handbag. He told that by sealing the bags it kept the odour fresh. He pulled out a pair that id seen before in fact they were mine the single that were taken from my locker a few calendar month back. There were my fatal briefs in his right deal and his bequeath helping hand stroking his cock through his shorts. I watched as he took my briefs and held it up to his nose and inhaled in deeply. My hammer 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 table and got down in-between my legs and brought his nozzle up to my genital organ and inhaled trench, sent chills down my spine, precum was forming a office on my jocks and he licked at the orbit, slowly he opened his lip and brought it down on my jock covered cock. I couldn't help but let out a prospicient moan, the intoxicate jockstrap clung to my shaft of light and john was not letting the gait retard down, he bobbed up and down.

He stood me up and commit my jocks down and now there I was naked in forepart of him, with my cock pointing out towards him. He stripped down and I saw his cock for the for the first time time 7 thick inch of cock in front of me, he went down onto his stifle and took my turncock into his back talk while squeezing my ass cheeks 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 supporter and wrapped it around my cock 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 free energy 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 understructure and brought them together and started to suck on them, must let in it was touchy at initiative but I was to horny to resist, he put his cock in between my feet which are now slick with his saliva and started to Pound them, he varied his swiftness, going fast then slow, he didn't want this to end. My rooster grew severely watching him. He shot his onus all over my animal foot and I added to it with my load which he happily licked up clean.

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