Nips and Pits

99.9% of the time, I’m the sub pleasing a top. Maybe once a year, I turn the tables and look for another submissive with the exclusive goal of oral stimulation of my very wired nipples and armpits. My Keyholder had released my cock from its cage and I’d been jerking off like a fiend with my new found freedom. To me one of the benefits of long periods of cock restraint is the more gratifying orgasms I experience afterwards, it makes the frustration of lock-up so worth it!

I put an ad out on a website or two being very specific about what I was looking for. My cock is ultra sensitive and getting blown is painful so I had to be very clear that I was NOT looking for that, so as you can imagine, there are not too many subs that were just looking to orally worship my pits and tits without the reward of sucking dick, but I was perfectly fine jerking off on them or have them lick the cum from my chest.

Sure enough though, there’s usually a submissive out there willing to do whatever it takes to please a man, especially one who enjoys the musk of ripe armpits, and, I found one! Ty was in his upper 20’s, blonde thick curly hair, loved the stubble on his face, sort of twinkish in build, 5’7”, 150, smooth, green eyes. I liked that he looked the part, and was younger than myself, but not jailbait. 

We exchanged some emails and texts so we were very clear about expectations and there would be no surprises. We landed on a mutually available date and time for me to come to his place after work, and that gave me 4 days of not wearing any deodorant and not using any soap under my armpits in the shower. Ty was excited and every day asked if I remembered to be as ripe as possible when we were to meet.

I’d been jerking off every morning before work and before bed just thinking about Ty’s mouth sucking on my nipples. I’d saved a fresh bottle of BlueBoy for the occasion. 

After those four days finally transpired, I found myself driving over to his apartment after work. He worked from home on most days which was very convenient.

When Ty greeted me in a pair of white nylon shorts and a tank top, I was impressed with his appearance as his pictures were nowhere close to capturing this guy’s amazing smile. He welcomed me inside and we walked to his bedroom and he removed his tank top.

I pulled off my dress shoes, socks and work pants. I was about to unbutton my dress shirt but Ty walked over to where I was standing in his bedroom and lifted my right arm up over my head. I’d developed full-blown armpit sweat stains from being in an air-conditioned office all day (it was in repair). Ty placed his nose up to my pit stained shirt and took a deep breath and moaned. I put my palm over the back of his head and pushed his face right in it. Then he began to lick the fabric. We were off to a terrific start!

After doing the same treatment to my left armpit, we finally removed my dress shirt and revealed my white Jockey wifebeater. We then laid on the bed, I took a whiff off the brown bottle and raised my right arm up over my head. Ty lay on his stomach below my pit as I closed my eyes and felt his nose in the dampness of my soft pit hairs and then his tongue begin to swipe at the sweat and the tufts of hair there. I took a second hit, fuck he was getting intoxicated by the fumes of my ripe pits. Being a musk lover myself, I was, too!

When I took the third hit I became a little more aggressive, I lifted the young man’s head to the other pit and pushed his head down hard. “That’s it, eat that pit man! Fucking taste it!” I was getting off on how much he was using my body odor as his own personal poppers! He took hit after hit of the smell and using his scruff, his mouth, his tongue so expertly, I almost shot my nut before we got to my nipples. 

I had to slow things down because this little runt was working my pits over in a hyper state. It took some willpower for me to push him off because I didn’t want him to stop. My pits are so sensitive and very much an erotic zone of pleasure that don’t get nearly enough attention. 

I reached down the tail of my undershirt and peeled it off so now my chest was exposed. I took another hit and pulled his face down to my left tit “go on, fucking chew on my tit, pig!” I’d suddenly become aggressive, which is not my natural tendency. When his tongue swiped my hard eraser-head,, I grunted in pleasure, but when he began to use his teeth and gently chew and then bite, my cock became more engorged and was throbbing for release. I had to let my shaft drop to my pelvis and it did with a thud.

I took a fifth hit now, raised both hands above my head and for the next 15 -20 minutes I closed my eyes and let this scrub take over, let him fully enjoy what he was doing, and he was, I could sense he was rubbing his cock with a hand over his shorts. I couldn’t risk him shooting off before me, so I reached down and grabbed his wrist and put his hand on my pec. “Oh no you don’t!l I screamed. I had him so he was tweaking and pulling my nipple with his fingers and his mouth and face were back working on the opposite pit.  

I was able to maneuver enough now to take a sixth and final deep hit and get my left hand around my shaft. I grunted like a wild animal after stroking just maybe 10-12 more times, I pressed Ty’s face down on my right nipple as he bit down and as I climaxed, my hot seed sprayed all over my chest , some on Ty’s cheeks, and after the first 4 shots fired out of the hose, the subsequent spurts landed all over my pelvis and dribbled down my fingers.  

Ty had worked me into a wild frenzy, and when he released my tit from his grip, I used my finger to wipe my cum off his cheek and he put it into his mouth. I once again put my arms up over my head to give him full access to my chest so he could eat the rest of my load, of which he worked hard to earn.

He was a most accommodating host, he brought me a warm washcloth and wiped me down until I wasn’t sticky any longer. He thanked me and said I smelled so good, better than he hoped and he apologized for not containing himself. I assured him it was fantastic to see him pig out on me like that, and then told him for me it’s always better when we both get something out of it. He agreed and then I dressed and made my way home.

After I ate dinner, cleaned up, and watched some tv, it was time for bed. I stripped down to my white skivvies and felt my sensitive nipples under the sheets. My boner started to tent. I hadn’t showered, I was still very ripe as I lifted my arm up and moved my nose closer to the stench.  Now my boner was in full mast. I wasn’t gonna get any sleep until I emptied my nuts to relieve it. 

I pushed down the sheets and cover, then I removed my briefs and set my hardon free. Fuck it was full! I didn’t yet touch it, I used my fingertips to twist my nipples hard and like a radio dial I began to turn them even more, looking down at my rock hard penis.

Once I pulled my left arm up for another deep sniff of my own funk, I had just the inspiration I needed to wrap some digits around my hardness and began to tug at it. I used the thumb and pinky to rub my nubs with my right hand, and then the build up literally came again. I felt my balls tightening up hard and suddenly I grunted deeply and screamed out “ohhhh fuck!! Oh shit!! ohhhhhh!”, hoping my neighbors wouldn’t hear, and another orgasm ensued, nearly matching the intensity of the one I’d had just a few hours ago with Ty.

I was covered in splotches of my own seed and so were my sheets. I was too tired to care. I pulled the sheets and cover back over my nakedness, turned to my side and fell asleep knowing when I awoke, I’d have caked cum on me and I’d probably add another fresh layer in the morning.