It had been well over a year since I met Sean at the gym and drowned in his spunk in the sauna. I was fawning over him, well…not exactly him, but his beautiful armpits, while I was running on the treadmill and he was lifting.
He spotted me staring at him and once he saw my chastity cage and asked me some questions about it, one thing lead to another and I was sucking him off. I recalled his cock was so thick it took two hands to get a good grip.
I’d looked for Sean at the gym for over a year and gave up on ever seeing him again.
There I was on the row machine, and in the mirror, I saw him! I couldn’t believe my eyes. He was looking just a little more cut than last year. His loose fitting muscle shirt did its job, showing off ripped bulging guns. He was lifting barbells and doing curls.
I guess he had that feeling of being watched because when he set them down, his head turned and then he saw me in the mirror and smiled, followed by a head nod. Sean even gave me a show, posing his big muscles, but actually exposing his scrumptious armpits.
My eyes widened and my face turned red. “He remembered”, I said to myself. I blushed, and I was just about done with my workout anyway, so I wiped down the machine and went for some water.
As I raised my head up from the fountain, Sean was right behind me. I nearly backed up into him.
“Hey there. Good to see you, how’s it going?”, I asked.
“Great to see you, too. Going really well. You’re looking good. Still locked?”
“Yeah, still locked. You remembered?”
“It would be hard to forget something like that.”
“I guess it would.”
“So you finished with your workout then?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
“Me too. Ummm, it’s probably too busy today for us to play here. You wanna go back to my place?”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah”, Sean said. “My girl is away and I can use some help if you know what I mean,”
“You wanna hit the showers?”, I asked.
“Nah…I also remember you’re into pits. Mine are pretty rank right now, you’ll love ‘em”
“Damn, that’s hot. Sure, let’s go.”
I followed Sean into the locker room. As my luck would have it, Sean’s locker was across from mine. I tried not to stare as Sean pulled grey sweats over his shorts and a matching jacket over his muscle shirt. Fuck! He was so hot!
I quickly did what I needed to do I could follow him out of the gym and into the parking lot.
“Let me give you my address. Meet me there.”, he said.
I plugged it into my phone and watched him get into his Ford truck.
Thirteen minutes later, I pulled up into the driveway of a townhouse. The truck was already parked there and the front door was open. Sean had already pulled off the sweat pants and the jacket. Even his shoes were off, leaving his feet in white socks.
“Hey, you made it. Good!”, Sean said as he closed the door behind me.
“Wanna whiff?”, he asked.
“Yes please”
“Just as eager as I remembered.”
Sean pulled off his shirt and then lifted his right arm and planted his hand behind his head. The sight and smell of his armpit almost made my knees buckle.
My hand nervously rested on Sean’s grapefruit-sized bicep and my nose was entrenched in the thicket of dark, dense hair. I inhaled so deeply I almost passed out. Musk…sweat…man…it was better than fantastic! I took a second deep breath and really let his pheromones permeate my being. Then a third, and I was literally rolling my eyes in their sockets.
“Go on, that’s it. Get in there. I know you want to.”
Once my tongue made a first pass, running from top to bottom and bottom to top, I was leaking in my pants. It was tangy, salty, bitter, my tongue tingled. Most men would balk it the idea of licking another man’s armpit, but I was basking in it. A soft moan escaped from my mouth as my tongue did a second, less timid pass, swirling it round and round, my saliva mixing in with his natural sweat. My other hand now latched on to his sand bicep and I dug even deeper, Sean’s free had pressed my head down and applied so much pressure I couldn’t more.”
“Yeah man, fuckin’ take in my scent. Breathe in nice and deep.”
My face was gleefully smashed into the creviced. I was powerless against his strength, and I think Sean loved having a faggot like me worshipping him.
Sean gripped a handful of my hair and used it as a handle, moving my face in and out of his pit. He was cackling all the while, enjoying his ability to control me.
“Fuck man, I love this!”, he said.
Then he pushed my hands off of his bicep and raised the other arm for me.
“You know what to do.”, Sean said.
Boy, did I. Sean hit me so aroused when he forced me into his right pit, I would have done anything he asked. I took more deep, deep hits of his fumes, licking, sniffing, tonguing, sucking, tasting…Sean didn’t seem to be in a rush. I could have stayed there forever if I could.
Ultimately, Sean grabbed a fistful of head hair and pulled me back, then pushed me right on his left pec. It was hairy, thick dark hair, dense, and somewhere under the thicket was a nipple to latch on to.
Once I found it, I gnawed, licked, and flicked it, driving Sean crazy.
He pulled off his shorts by then and exposed his big thick dick meat. It was looking painfully hard and desperately in need of attention.
I made an attempt to touch it but Sean slapped it away.
“Nuh-uh, not until I tell you, boy. You gotta do my other one first.”
I kissed and licked my way from pec to sternum and back to pec, and once i found his nipple, I took the tip between my teeth and applied a little pressure.
“Hey! Lighten up there! Use your tongue!”
Thats exactly what I did. I let my tongue lap away at his nickel sized nipple, and when I used just the very tip of my tongue, Sean was losing his mind. His hand was moving up and down his huge hard cock.
“You into feet, too?”
“Sure”, I was so drunk from his body emissions I would have agreed to anything Sean wanted me to do.
Sean moved over to sit in a chair in his living room and I knelt on the carpet before him.
I placed one of his size 12’s in my hands and brought his toes to my nose. I swear feet stink was never my favorite kink until that moment. Suddenly I found myself intoxicated by Sean’s big foot. As I continued to inhale, Sean closed his eyes and I saw his fingers travel to his own nipples. He was rolling his nubs in between his fingers.
When I open my mouth and took his big toe into my mouth, Sean’s eyes opened. We locked into a stare. Sean watched me bob my head up and down on his big toe, savoring the unique taste and texture. There were some fine dark hairs on each of his toes, and after working on the big toe, my mouth wondered over to the other toes, giving then equal oral attention. Satisfied I’d thoroughly tongue washed them, I lifted his fit upward, lowered my face and swiped my tongue across the ball of his foot. It was rough against my skin and even more bitter than his armpit, but that didn’t stop me. Sean pressed his foot into my face, smashing against my nose and chin, rubbing it all over as I held out my tongue.then Sean maneuver his foot for me to tongue bathe the tip side of his foot up to his ankle.
I must have been on my knees for over thirty minutes and I’d only worshiped one foot, I didn’t expect to still be there for this long. I hadn’t even had dinner yet after my post-work workout.
But my hunger wasn’t for food, it was for Sean’s other foot. This time Sean shoved his toes into my mouth, testing its ability to stretch as wide as possible. I managed four toes and couldn’t get the pinky toe to fit. Sean was slowly fucking my face with his toes and laughing at me.
“I can’t believe you get off on this!”, he cackled.
The truth was that I was so turned on by the entire seen, I was edging for quite some time and knew I’d be shooting in my pants if Sean continued to humiliate me.
To demonstrate just how turned on I was, to show Sean I was, in fact, so into this, I lowered myself to the carpet and laid flat on my back and invited Sean to stand over me and run his foot up and down my face and Sean commanded me to lick the bottom of his foot.
He looked at me like I was literally the shit under his shoe, with disbelief that I would degrade myself to this extent.
“Get up! On your knees!”, Sean commanded.
Finally the moment had come. I’d earned the right to his cock, or so I thought. I attempted to wrap my lips around his big white dick but Sean tortured me.
“Do you think I’m going to let you suck my dick after it’s been in my sweaty pits and on my dirty feet? Fuck no, but I will jerk off all over your fuckin’ face. That’s what you really want pervert, right?”
“Yes”, I said quietly. No, it wasn’t what I wanted at all. I wanted a taste of that giant dick, but I wasn’t gonna get it.
Sean masturbated his fat cock right over my face. I could smell the fumes from his balls and thick patch of pubes. It was so exhilarating, I couldn’t believe it, but I lost control and I let out a giant moan as I creamed my pants.
“Did you just cum?”
“Mmmm hmmm”, I admitted.
“That’s fucking sick!”
Sean gave himself a few more strokes in his big hand and as his body tensed, a slowly evolving roar commenced and grew louder as he edged, and once he’d hit his high note, my entire face was getting covered in volley after volley of seed. I opened my mouth and closed my eyes to accept his emissions and when it was over, Sean pushed his cum from my cheeks and my chin with the head of his cock into my mouth. Some cum managed to coat my forehead and even my hair. One nostril had a bit inside it. It smelled pungent and bleachy.
“Fuuuckk! I haven’t cum like that in weeks!”, Sean said.
“Thank you”, was all I could muster. I was in a complete brain fog. My face felt warm and sticky, and fucking loved it!
“Do you want me to get you something to clean your face? You look pretty wrecked man.”
“No, I’m good.”
“You mean you’re just gonna leave here with my jizz all over your face?”
“Yeah”
“That’s crazy dude. Suit yourself.”
The truth is, it was a badge of honor to display his Alpha seed painted on my face. I wanted to drive home to my apartment building, walk into the lobby, and get in the elevator with as many people seeing me as possible, so that’s exactly what I did.
A few people stared and wondered what was caked on my face. One twenty something dude knew exactly what it was. I’d seen him before and we rode the elevator together.
“Fag”, he said as he exited on his floor.
I walked into my place and looked in the mirror. To me it was beautiful.
I snapped a picture for a memory and proceeded to my bedroom where I unbuttoned my shirt and took off my pants.
I put my headphones over my head and found a great popperbate video of Doms and subs. I watched, I sniffed, I tortured my nipples and replayed the events in my head.
I came again recalling the young man in the elevator, “FAG”, I said out loud as my balls emptied again.
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