Socks & Jocks

Clark Gallagher via IG

Time to get to work

I should game all night and call in sick to work tomorrow huh

출처 macho-lovey

Your roomate was a true alpha male. He always left dirty jockstraps, socks and underwear strewn around the common space, and every time you tried to tell him to stop hed grab you and flex his giant bicep around your neck, until you begged him to stop. Whenever that happened he would flex and do a little show for you, just to prove how much better he was. One day he came home early and discovered you were smelling one of his jocks. Before you could explain yourself he pushed you up against the walk with his muscular arms. “So you’re a fag, huh? Well if you want my musky smell you can have it!” He laughed cruelly, and put his jock over your head so the part that his sweaty cock rubbed into was over your mouth and nose. “You’re a lucky fag, the last one was so pathetic i had to eat him. The little bitch was barely visible under my abs and he didn’t even clog the toilet when i shit him out. But you, you’re the lucky one. You’re going to smell my man musk every day for the rest of your life.”

Your stoner friend squinting at you as you enter the room. Your other buddies not yet arrived but you hear him say,”The other guys will be here in a bit so you can get at my feet and smell them.” You go to the end of the couch and push your face into his size 12’s, deeply breathing in their warm scent. You move your face against his soles for a bit before pushing your nose under his toes. He wiggles them some on your nostrils, feeling the air being breathed in from between them. “Fuck yah. Smell those feet.” After several minutes of inhaling his foot odor, your face now stinking like them, he tells you to lick between his toes. You worship his feet for the next 10 minutes until the guys arrive before taking a break. You end up sliding onto the floor, hoping he’ll use your face as a footrest while the guys attempt to play a video game. Sure enough, after everyone is feeling fine, you watch both huge bare feet lift up, and casually plant themselves onto your face. You remain still while your other friends tease you briefly and your friend just tells you to lay there, and be his foot stool. You continue smelling them until you’re absolutely high off their odor.