Back in high school, I used to have a crush on one of the soccer players. I wasn’t out at the time and he was definitely straight. Although he and I liked different things and were involved with different clubs/sports, we were still very close as friends. We would have movie and video game nights together with our other friends, study, and goof around. We would sneak out, hide beers from our parents, etc… just normal teenage things.
Being gay around my “bros” was definitely bitter sweet. Practically all my friends were hot, sporty guys, but also straight as hell. They would all talk about the latest chicks they wanted to bang or the porn they jacked to, nice pairs of tits and ass. I found these conversations really arousing, sometimes I would jerk myself to the memories of their dirty talk.
There was a lot more that turned me on throughout our high school years, though. We would play strip poker, send random nudes as fun, watch and criticize porn together, and occasionally streak or skinny dip in my friends pool. One time we even group piss marked a bathroom: walls, floor, toilet, sink, in the soap dispenser, the paper towels. (I had a thick load jerking to that one later). They were all super comfortable around each other and had no idea I was into these things.
But these small events weren’t enough. I knew I could never be with my friend, so I wanted something else, something to take.
Occasionally at sleepovers I would slip away in the middle of the night to relieve a load. One night I saw my buddy’s backpack propped in the hallway, so I opened it up and found a pair of his white soccer shorts. They were used from a game earlier that day and smelled amazing. Ball sweat heaven. I was just standing hard in the hallway, my cock pulsing while I smelled and licked the sweaty shorts. I took them into the bathroom and rubbed a fat load into them. Realizing what I just did, I hid the shorts back into his backpack and went back to bed.
At the next game the team was wearing their white shorts again. My friend was not always on top of his laundry, so when he walked out with faintly stained shorts I about lost it. Oh to see my friend running around in his tight shorts with my cum stain all over, what a thrill! After that game, I began to cum in his shorts every time he brought spares, shooting my loads into every pair he had.
At the end of our senior year we were headed to different colleges. During one of our last hangouts I wanted to bust into the shorts one last time. These were the original white ones, with his name written on the tag. After bursting a load in them I realized that this might be the last time we’d hang out for awhile, so I decided to steal and keep them. I took off my shorts and slipped his on, with my warm cum still seeping in, and then slid my shorts over his, so that he wouldn’t see them when I left. He never questioned it, never asked, so they were mine for good.
Over the past 2 years in college I’ve been continuing to shoot my loads into them. I’ve never washed them so they’re veryyy stained now. Probably about 300+ loads in ‘em. While they may not smell like his ball sweat anymore, the shorts have been a great cumrag and reminder of how great my friend is.
Being gay around my “bros” was definitely bitter sweet. Practically all my friends were hot, sporty guys, but also straight as hell. They would all talk about the latest chicks they wanted to bang or the porn they jacked to, nice pairs of tits and ass. I found these conversations really arousing, sometimes I would jerk myself to the memories of their dirty talk.
There was a lot more that turned me on throughout our high school years, though. We would play strip poker, send random nudes as fun, watch and criticize porn together, and occasionally streak or skinny dip in my friends pool. One time we even group piss marked a bathroom: walls, floor, toilet, sink, in the soap dispenser, the paper towels. (I had a thick load jerking to that one later). They were all super comfortable around each other and had no idea I was into these things.
But these small events weren’t enough. I knew I could never be with my friend, so I wanted something else, something to take.
Occasionally at sleepovers I would slip away in the middle of the night to relieve a load. One night I saw my buddy’s backpack propped in the hallway, so I opened it up and found a pair of his white soccer shorts. They were used from a game earlier that day and smelled amazing. Ball sweat heaven. I was just standing hard in the hallway, my cock pulsing while I smelled and licked the sweaty shorts. I took them into the bathroom and rubbed a fat load into them. Realizing what I just did, I hid the shorts back into his backpack and went back to bed.
At the next game the team was wearing their white shorts again. My friend was not always on top of his laundry, so when he walked out with faintly stained shorts I about lost it. Oh to see my friend running around in his tight shorts with my cum stain all over, what a thrill! After that game, I began to cum in his shorts every time he brought spares, shooting my loads into every pair he had.
At the end of our senior year we were headed to different colleges. During one of our last hangouts I wanted to bust into the shorts one last time. These were the original white ones, with his name written on the tag. After bursting a load in them I realized that this might be the last time we’d hang out for awhile, so I decided to steal and keep them. I took off my shorts and slipped his on, with my warm cum still seeping in, and then slid my shorts over his, so that he wouldn’t see them when I left. He never questioned it, never asked, so they were mine for good.
Over the past 2 years in college I’ve been continuing to shoot my loads into them. I’ve never washed them so they’re veryyy stained now. Probably about 300+ loads in ‘em. While they may not smell like his ball sweat anymore, the shorts have been a great cumrag and reminder of how great my friend is.
