it was when he started to spot me as i was benching that i noticed his musk. a sexy earthy scent that was overwhelmingly masculine. it made me dizzy as i lay beneath his glorious smelling crotch.
“whats up bro? why have u stopped lifting?”
i couldnt help but continue breathing in deep and filling my nose with his musky scent. he had a large bulge in his shorts right above my head and i could swear it was getting bigger. it didnt surprise me that with such a testosterone-filled scent he was seriously hung. then when he squatted down slightly and buried my face under his package, my eyes rolled back in my head and i came in my gym shorts without touching myself. there was no question that i was his after that


















