Penis Aficionado
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Once a long time ago I got horribly drunk in a bar and went home with a horribly drunk girl. She wanted me to go down on her, and as I moved in that direction I detected the strong aroma of freshly baked bread.
Being a logical fellow, I connected that smell with the phrase "yeast infection," something I'd heard of but knew nothing about. The smell was actually pleasant -- truly indistinguishable from the smell of walking past a bakery early in the morning -- but not knowing whether or not I could get a yeast infection in my mouth, I chose to satisfy her with my fingers instead.
The next day I could not get the smell off my hand. I could smell my hand with it at my side. At work I kept going to the bathroom to scrub my hands and using scented hand lotion at my desk, but the smell kept coming back. It lingered until sometime the following day.
Being a logical fellow, I connected that smell with the phrase "yeast infection," something I'd heard of but knew nothing about. The smell was actually pleasant -- truly indistinguishable from the smell of walking past a bakery early in the morning -- but not knowing whether or not I could get a yeast infection in my mouth, I chose to satisfy her with my fingers instead.
The next day I could not get the smell off my hand. I could smell my hand with it at my side. At work I kept going to the bathroom to scrub my hands and using scented hand lotion at my desk, but the smell kept coming back. It lingered until sometime the following day.