So today was the day,
He's 31 and a gym lad not over muscled but fit but quite hairy ( esp chest and legs - dark ) and we often see each other and chat in the changing room at work.
I often wondered what his pitts smell like ( i have an obvious armpit fetish ) and he knows im gay and often light hearted jokes about me and what fellas at work i fancy.
He shall be called Mr X
In the changing room:
Mr X: so long shift or just leaving?
Me: Just starting bud and its hot out there im gonna sweat buckets today
Mr X: relate, just back from the gym I've sweated enough today.
Me: i can tell
Mr x: ho, do i smell bad
Me: nah mate, men and pitts are like fingerprints everyone as a smell thats unique to them ( i honestly believe this )
Mr x: .shut....up ( laughs )
Me: for real i am one smell..you are another..no lie.
Mr x: so you can smell me now
Me: sort of.. but not fully
Mr x : * hands me his sweaty top from gym*
Mr x : what do i smell like?
I burried my nose into the pitt part of the t-shirt still wet from pitt sweat
I instanly went dizzy from the musk... fresh, masculine and intoxicating...if you have ever sniffed a pitt or sweaty top...you know the feeling i had.
Mr x: and ?
* i jokingly said " alright.....but its a bit bland and old smell*
Mr x: sorry mate and he lifted his arm ( my left ) and placed his hand behind his back his pitt was very darked haired and bushy in every sense of the word.
Mr x : what do i smell like ?
So with my left hand i placed it on his bicep ( my left ) to steady myself and i placed all my face ..all of it into his pitt and paused for about 3 seconds and ......inhaled ...held for 2 secs and breathed out.
Me: one more ok ?
Mr x: ..ok
Breathed in ....held....repeated the process.
His pitt was warm and deepest part very wet and smelled 100 times more musk and man then his top did.
I lifted away my face and he said.
Mr x: mate you're mental i see my sweat on your face
And i did, on my cheek and upper lip, i turned and laughed and licked my upper lip quickly
It tasted slightly salty...i got an instant hard on.
I turned back to him, heart pounding and said...
Umm.so..yeah it was a pure smell. Clearly you eat healthy and ( i was mummberling ....making no sense at all )
Mr: haha * he sniffed his pitt where my face was * ...yeah maybe ....anyway i best put spray on and get to work
We chatted about what we had to do at work and things we like on netflix ...we didnt chat about pitts for the rest of the shift.
I've had 3 wanks about it from the moment i got home
It was heaven
He's 31 and a gym lad not over muscled but fit but quite hairy ( esp chest and legs - dark ) and we often see each other and chat in the changing room at work.
I often wondered what his pitts smell like ( i have an obvious armpit fetish ) and he knows im gay and often light hearted jokes about me and what fellas at work i fancy.
He shall be called Mr X
In the changing room:
Mr X: so long shift or just leaving?
Me: Just starting bud and its hot out there im gonna sweat buckets today
Mr X: relate, just back from the gym I've sweated enough today.
Me: i can tell
Mr x: ho, do i smell bad
Me: nah mate, men and pitts are like fingerprints everyone as a smell thats unique to them ( i honestly believe this )
Mr x: .shut....up ( laughs )
Me: for real i am one smell..you are another..no lie.
Mr x: so you can smell me now
Me: sort of.. but not fully
Mr x : * hands me his sweaty top from gym*
Mr x : what do i smell like?
I burried my nose into the pitt part of the t-shirt still wet from pitt sweat
I instanly went dizzy from the musk... fresh, masculine and intoxicating...if you have ever sniffed a pitt or sweaty top...you know the feeling i had.
Mr x: and ?
* i jokingly said " alright.....but its a bit bland and old smell*
Mr x: sorry mate and he lifted his arm ( my left ) and placed his hand behind his back his pitt was very darked haired and bushy in every sense of the word.
Mr x : what do i smell like ?
So with my left hand i placed it on his bicep ( my left ) to steady myself and i placed all my face ..all of it into his pitt and paused for about 3 seconds and ......inhaled ...held for 2 secs and breathed out.
Me: one more ok ?
Mr x: ..ok
Breathed in ....held....repeated the process.
His pitt was warm and deepest part very wet and smelled 100 times more musk and man then his top did.
I lifted away my face and he said.
Mr x: mate you're mental i see my sweat on your face
And i did, on my cheek and upper lip, i turned and laughed and licked my upper lip quickly
It tasted slightly salty...i got an instant hard on.
I turned back to him, heart pounding and said...
Umm.so..yeah it was a pure smell. Clearly you eat healthy and ( i was mummberling ....making no sense at all )
Mr: haha * he sniffed his pitt where my face was * ...yeah maybe ....anyway i best put spray on and get to work
We chatted about what we had to do at work and things we like on netflix ...we didnt chat about pitts for the rest of the shift.
I've had 3 wanks about it from the moment i got home
It was heaven
