Date: Sun, 11 Oct 2009 06:34:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jason White <scentslave84@yahoo.com>
Subject: Transfer Student Torture - Part 2

"Hey, I'm Mike, and this is Dom" Two tall men, (Mike probably 6'6" and Dom
about 6'2") walk in wearing tight under armor shirts and gym shorts. I am
sitting there still sniffing up Will's undershirt, as they come in and sit
down on either side of me. "Damn, Dom, this guy is really lapping that
thing up. Too bad he has never smelled a real man." They each raise the arm
closest to me in the air and lean in so my face is squeezed between their
armpits. Even though they have shirts on, the smell is overpowering. My
cock, which had already been hard, begins to twitch.

"Look at that cock go, Mike. I think Josh is gagging for it. Go on and take
off your shirt." Mike slowly lifts off his tight shirt to reveal a
well-built and mostly smooth chest. As the shirt passes his pits, I am
caught with a whiff of some of the rankest BO i have ever smelled.

"Fuck, Mike. Your pits are ridiculous."

"That's what happens when you don't shower for a week."

"Josh, get the fuck up and sit on Mike's lap facing him. I want you to
worship his pits and chest." I guess I was a bit slow at moving as Dom
grabs me and lifts me onto Mike's lap. "Now really get in there." He sits
down behind me and grabs hold of my head, moving it across Mike's chest and
eventually getting into each armpit. His pits were like nothing I had
experienced before. They were hairy, sweaty, sticky, and smelled like an
entire men's locker room all concentrated right in one little spot. Dom now
moves my head over to Mike's other armpit, and it all starts again - me
licking, and sniffing the rank pit. From above I hear Dom and Mike making
out.

"Dom, this is so fucking hot. I got a raging boner going."

"You hear that, Josh. Go on and help him out." With that, Dom threw me off
of Mike as Mike pulled down his gym shorts to reveal a massive rock-hard
cock, probably about 9 inches and thick.

"Ummm, I don't know about this"

"Well then, it's a good thing you don't have a choice. Get down there and
suck his cock." I hesitate a bit, still unsure if I want to go this far.
"Maybe this will help you out." Dom strips off his shirt and gets on his
knees. He places his arm across Mike's lap so his armpit is right over top
of Mike's cock. "That help?"

I decide to go for it. I mean here I am with a 6'6" Adonis in front of me
and on top of his dick, a hot armpit. It is like a dream. I begin to suck
on the head and slowly move my way down the long shaft. It had a distinct
sweaty taste to it. I guess that's what happens when the guy hasn't washed
in a week. "Oh yeah, that feels good. Suck my cock, Josh. Suck it like the
little bitch that you are." I work my way deeper and before I know it, I
have Dom's armpits right at my nose. I didn't think it was possible, but I
swear they smelled even worse than Mike's. As soon as my nose goes deep
into the hair and I inhale, I start gagging. I try to pull back, but Dom
has his hand on the back of my head and is holding me in.

"You better keep going," Dom says. "You are not getting out until Mike is
satisfied...until he blows a giant load straight down your mouth. And I
won't be satisfied until I make your face permanently smell like my BO. So
get back to it." As I continue sucking, Mike's moans begin to get louder.
Each time I take more of his dick in, my face gets buried in Dom's armpit
and covered in his sweat. The smell begins to grow on me, and I start
sucking harder and faster.

"Oh fuck, man. I think I am close. Yeah, here in comes..." As Mike says
this, I feel his warm cum shoot down the back of my throat. It kept coming,
and eventually was coming out the sides of my mouth. Dom releases the back
of my head and I move off Mike's dick. I wipe the little bit of cum off my
face and look up at Mike and Dom.

"Look at our little scent slave. Now let me see if I accomplished my goal."
Dom comes over to me and leans in like his going to kiss me, but instead
just takes a whiff of my face. "You fucking smell like cum and BO, you
disgusting boy. Guess our work here is done."

Dom and Mike both get up, grab their shirts and make their way to the door,
not even stopping once to turn back to look at me. They walk out of the
room, and I can hear Mike say, "All yours - and really give it to him."

Slowly the door begins to open again...

TO BE CONTINUED

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