The Scent of Satisfaction (2/2)
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November 22 2012, 16:17:17 UTC
He paused to wonder if this was some kind of weird aftereffect of the bathhouse. But, if that was it, maybe he just had to accept it like he'd accepted his shadow. Balling the underwear up in his hand, Yosuke brought it up to his nose and inhaled once, twice, three times... The scent was strong and musky, but everything that seemed to fill Yosuke was lust. He could smell just a hint of himself mixed with Yu's and that somehow made it even more hot. He moved the underwear to his left hand so he could reach his right hand down to his cock and start to stroke it slowly. Breathing through the fabric, Yosuke felt almost lightheaded and let his thumb push harder at his foreskin and let his palm stroke over the wet tip of his cock. His mouth fell open in a groan and a fold of the underwear's fabric slipped in to touch his tongue. Yosuke's cock seemed to buck in his hand.
His tastebuds piqued, Yosuke's mouth began to water and he found himself stuffing the thin fabric between his lips and letting his tongue lave over it. The moisture brought the scent out even more strongly and the taste that seemed to reverbate within him... It didn't take long at all for Yosuke to pull at his cock, hard, a few more times and for his hot come to shoot out all over his hand. Yosuke let his head fall backward and started to laugh; imagining what the scene would look like from above with him still wearing his shirt and his mouth full of a wad of sweaty, wadded-up boxers and his hand and cock etched with white... Pulling the boxers from his mouth, Yosuke used them to wipe off his hand and tossed them back on top of the gym bag where they left a streak of come trailing beside the zippe on one side. Well, he'd planned on doing laundry anyway...
The next day, Yosuke caught up with Yu outside of school. "Um, hey, partner. I kind of accidentally grabbed your gym bag yesterday, so here it is."
Yu paused in the road to the grumbling of the students behind him. "Oh? Well, that's probably why I ended up with yours." He handed over the bag to Yosuke and took back his own, frowning slightly. "Did you wash the bag?"
Yosuke's eyes widened slightly. "I, uh, spilled something. On the whole bag. Milkshake. Dude, it was no big deal. I was doing laundry anyway! This way you don't have to bring them home again."
With an easy smile, Yu patted the bag. "I washed your clothes, too. They needed them."
"I know! Why do you think I was bringing them home in the first place? Thanks, partner!"
Yu checked his watch. "I need to go check in with someone before school, so I've got to hurry, but I'll see you in homeroom. And, hey! Let's study together after school today, okay?"
Yosuke nodded and waved at Yu as he ran off, then glanced around him. No one coming for a bit. He opened his gym bag full of clean gym clothes. His boxers were folded on top in a neat square. He took them out and sniffed at them almost casually and nearly dropped them in the road. He'd expected them to smell a little like Yu's because of the laundry detergent that had been used, but wasn't that smell just a little bit closer to how he'd imagined Yu would taste?
Stuffing the boxers back in the bag, Yosuke zipped it up quickly and went hurrying toward the school as the bell rang, wondering what this might mean for the study session later. He winced as his cock tried to harden up again as he ran and blamed this, again, on that stupid, stupid bathhouse.
His tastebuds piqued, Yosuke's mouth began to water and he found himself stuffing the thin fabric between his lips and letting his tongue lave over it. The moisture brought the scent out even more strongly and the taste that seemed to reverbate within him... It didn't take long at all for Yosuke to pull at his cock, hard, a few more times and for his hot come to shoot out all over his hand. Yosuke let his head fall backward and started to laugh; imagining what the scene would look like from above with him still wearing his shirt and his mouth full of a wad of sweaty, wadded-up boxers and his hand and cock etched with white... Pulling the boxers from his mouth, Yosuke used them to wipe off his hand and tossed them back on top of the gym bag where they left a streak of come trailing beside the zippe on one side. Well, he'd planned on doing laundry anyway...
The next day, Yosuke caught up with Yu outside of school. "Um, hey, partner. I kind of accidentally grabbed your gym bag yesterday, so here it is."
Yu paused in the road to the grumbling of the students behind him. "Oh? Well, that's probably why I ended up with yours." He handed over the bag to Yosuke and took back his own, frowning slightly. "Did you wash the bag?"
Yosuke's eyes widened slightly. "I, uh, spilled something. On the whole bag. Milkshake. Dude, it was no big deal. I was doing laundry anyway! This way you don't have to bring them home again."
With an easy smile, Yu patted the bag. "I washed your clothes, too. They needed them."
"I know! Why do you think I was bringing them home in the first place? Thanks, partner!"
Yu checked his watch. "I need to go check in with someone before school, so I've got to hurry, but I'll see you in homeroom. And, hey! Let's study together after school today, okay?"
Yosuke nodded and waved at Yu as he ran off, then glanced around him. No one coming for a bit. He opened his gym bag full of clean gym clothes. His boxers were folded on top in a neat square. He took them out and sniffed at them almost casually and nearly dropped them in the road. He'd expected them to smell a little like Yu's because of the laundry detergent that had been used, but wasn't that smell just a little bit closer to how he'd imagined Yu would taste?
Stuffing the boxers back in the bag, Yosuke zipped it up quickly and went hurrying toward the school as the bell rang, wondering what this might mean for the study session later. He winced as his cock tried to harden up again as he ran and blamed this, again, on that stupid, stupid bathhouse.
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