Hi, my name is Dionysius, or at least that’s what you all are gonna call me here.
I’m 25 now, I’m a gay men, or better I am a big fag! You may have even know me, looking at me you would just think I’m a regular guy, and indeed I am, except for the sex part of my life, it’s really messed up but I like it very much.
I’ll tell you guys all my experiences here from the first till now, this one im about to tell happen while I was at school.
I remember I woke up that day late to school so I was running around the house like a crazy person. I stumbled at least four time before finally falling down. After 10 minutes I finally managed to the garage and got in my car. My school was nearby but on foot was at least 15min walk.
Im a nice looking guy i think: 5,11 - pitch black wavy hair, dark brown eyes, olive skin, my mother is from Palestine and my father is a very classic Texan man, so I’m a weird mix, I have very Caucasian features but with dark skin.
I never had a problem with bullying really, but I am gay indeed and even though I try very hard to his sometimes it shows up, my only problem was with Luc, he was always picking on me and since he was the principal’s nephew there was nothing I could do but accept.
That day after some classes we had P.E class, was a basketball practice and obviously he would make me his target, he was taller than me, stronger, light blonde hair, blue eyes, small lips, toned body for a teen, to be honest I had a crush on him since I met him.
We were playing even though I was his target he was behaving i little better than general, but then it happened, he was shirtless and when I tried to stole the ball from him he lift his arms to hide the ball and since I was running I face hit his armpits deep, I was wet and warm, his pits never saw a scissor cause the blonde hair was long as hell, I by the smell no deodorant either, it was not just some sweat pit reek, was that specific teen smell full of hormones running through his veins, making him smell as bad as possible, he started laughing while I made a bad face from the disgust.
We kept the game going on but I could feel the smell forever since I was on my face now, after some time I started enjoying, it was masculine and potent, made me feel welcome in a very weird way. That day after I went back home in my room I searched on my computer about male armpits and why some people liked, and discovered it was a very popular fetish between gay men. I saw some porn with guys licking each others pits, and my cock got as hard as a rock. I jerked off so many times the last one got no cum to come out.
The next day at school I could do nothing but stare at him, we had most of classes together so I was just there staring at my blond bully, imagining if today his armpits were stinking as yesterday, or maybe today were worst cause was hotter, he caught me staring sometimes and I didn’t flinch, I stood my ground, maybe he would bully me more, drag me to the bathroom and make me lick his pits (one of the porns I watched was like that), he was wearing a white shirt, but the sleeves were kinda short so when he put his arms behind his head I could see some armpit hair, my cock was like crazy in my pants and I was never more horny.
At the lunch time I was talking to some friends when he came in our direction and asked everyone to get out except me, and when everyone got out he started yelling at me, called me faggot, and asked why I was staring at him, I said was nothing I was just thinking, he was close and again I could feel the smell of his body, warm, wooden, ripe and suor, I would kill for just a taste, but I did not dare to say anything more.
That week he left me alone, I don’t know why, maybe he feared I was planning to hurt him or something, but the week passed.
On Saturday I got a notification on my phone was in insta and was him. My profile was closed so he asked to follow me, I accept on the blink of an eye and followed him back.
His photos was very “frat straight boy” fishing, hunting, on pools, flexing, and some he was shirtless and I could see the long hairy pit, he was a hairy boy even the ones showing his feet’s and legs I could see it was covered in blond fur.
I was planing on wrecking my cock looking at those pictures, jerk off till my dick skin fall off, but then a dm “hey” just that but it was him, so I answered “hey dog, hyd?” I was shaking in excitement, we talked like we were friends for a time but then came “im sorry for being mean to you” then I realized he was really afraid of me doing something, he was not a big bully he just picked on me so when I was staring at him he thought i might seek revenge or something. Since he was being playful I replied “I’ll forgive you if you send me a photo of your feet” he took a minute and boom, he sent me, I was speechless, big white feet with beautiful toes and a little hairy, I was not even into feet but I could only imagine the scent, I just sent “lmao I as kidding, but at least you have pretty toes” he then asked me to do the same, I thought he was kidding but he insisted so I sent and he said mine were pretty too.
After a little more talk he asked why was I staring at him the other day, I got the courage and replied I think he was beautiful and if he told that to someone I would tell everyone that he likes feet, I was being playful and he laughed (lmao), he proceeded to ask what I liked more on him, I was afraid he would expose me but I could not miss the chance to get something from him so I said “your smell” he asked when I felt it and I explained the basket day, he said most girls find it disgusting and I only replied that I’m not a girl.
The next week at school we talked to each other briefly but was kinda awkward, I was just happy he didn’t say anything about our conversation to anyone.
The day we had P.E again he did not pick on me but actually avoided me. After on the locker room I did not take i shower since I was going back home, but when I opened my locker I found a wet used tank top with a note, “I hope you enjoy the smell”
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