I originally posted this in another forum, but this seems more appropriate here. When I would see my regular massage guy back in the day, I would usually go to his place after work, and he would always be just coming back from the gym all sweaty and we would get into it right away without him showering. I can still recall the intoxicating smell of sweat, musk, and dried piss in his crotch, his ripe pits, and the salty taste of his skin, but this was a different scent than a guy who hadn’t showered in days. Funny it wasn’t anything I was ever into before meeting this guy, but man the whole of it tuned me on like crazy! I still get hard thinking about it, wish he was still around!
