I hate to admit.. in my younger years i was THAT much of a savage....blame it on youth, testosterone, being a gym rat, creatine filled , fuck fueled animal...after the gym, literally anything "sexy" would get me fighting off a rager...i used to make my way to the closest storage closet, stall, vacant stairwell just to blast a quick one and keep it moving.. In my warped mind, i was leaving it for someone, or i would've cleaned it up...(A gift?)..I remember loving the smell of cum..... the deviant in me loved hearing my jizz splashing against hard surfaces...i'd shoot for distance for certain..ropes upon ropes "gaking" against the cement walls and pooling on the linoleum floor... Such a turn on, especially if there was a chance of getting caught... . then i grew up and learned there was a time and place for my perversions and for some strange reason,some people hate slipping in cum.. go figure. Good luck , n be safe out there.
- Semi Reformed Deviant
