I came handsfree with my face buried in a guy's pit once. He had come straight from the gym to the date. Not sure what it was, but his armpit, and slightly sticky sweaty body was so intoxicating. He told me he never wore deodorant. No one else's scent has been able to make me cum like that again, and I've been seeking it since.
Any tips on which provider at Silver Lake Wellness is the best? Also, wasn't this where the old Brian who had another studio in the East Hollywood area, who provided fantastic massages?
When I was younger, I would bone up when the masseur was rubbing my inner thighs while I was face down. Now, years on, it's only if I find the masseur attractive when I'm face up and he lets me play with him.
A handsome college friend got spiked with Crystal Meth from a trick this way. Apparently if you shoot up meth it excretes in large amounts in your piss, and it transmitted to my friend in his recturm and he got high and extremely horny. My friend got addicted to the stuff and used "booty bumps" to get himself off. I last saw him a couple years back and he looked emaciated. A cautionary tale if you don't know whose piss you're letting in you.
Happens every day in the gym, in the supermarket, in the street. I thought that for sure the years would blunt the desire, but they didn't. And it makes the subsequent wanks, or partnered sex, just that more stimulating.