Let me describe myself. For a guy, I'm what you might call "pretty". I'm short, 5'6", thin and hairless. Needless to say, I'm a bottom, attracted to big men who seem to be attracted to me. After that night with my Buddy, I found out not everybody was attracted to pit action like I was. Even when I got a hunk home, they would push me away when I went for his pits. They wanted to fuck me, which was fine, but didn't satisfy my new fetish. Obviously, other measures were called for. I made some discreet inquiries amongst my geekier friends and hit the jackpot. My friend, Neuro, a chemist, made me some colorless, tasteless knock out drops. He gave me instructions and I had to use them. I wasn't going to hurt anybody, just suck armpits.
I asked my Buddy to set me up on a blind date with one of his jock friends. I could just hear him say, "You'll love him he's pretty, small and he loves to get fucked." I had more in mind. The guy showed up at my house and he had me down fucking me before we exchanged names. I went for his pits and, sure enough, he pushed me away. I said, "I'll get us a drink." He said, "Don't be long. I don't have all night. And I want to get into that sweet ass again." I hurried the drinks and handed the jock the drugged one. He played with my tits and as he went for my ass, he keeled over on the sofa. Great!
I undressed him except for his jock strap and arranged his body so that both pits were exposed. I went to work, licking, really devoured his luscious armpits. I chewed, licked, and kissed his athletic pits. Then something happened I wasn't expecting. His eyes opened and he said, "Thank you, sir, what can I do for you?" I said, "Go back to sleep." "Yes, sir." And his eyes closed. I went immediately to call Neuro.
Neuro said, "Yeah, that'll happen. He's in a sort of hypnotic state. He'll do whatever you tell him but he'll want to continue what he was doing before and during his drugged state." When I got back to the jock, he was still sleeping but with a giant hard-on, like a flagpole. I straddled him and said, "You can wake up now. He said, Thank you, sir." I said, "I'm going to sit on your cock and lick your arm pits." "That would be great, sir." So I climbed on his huge cock and used my weight to impale myself. When I had him all the way inside me, I leaned down, kissed him and started on my true passion, his armpits. He moaned some and I kissed him some more. This time he returned my kiss passionately. He said, "Please do my pits more, sir." I obliged him with gusto. I was really sucking his right pit when I felt him erupt inside me. There was an angelic smile on his face.
I dismounted and stood and said, "Let's go to the bedroom." "Yes, sir." We climbed into bed. He put his arms around me and went back to sleep. I stayed awake for a while, contemplating what had happened this night. But his embrace was so comfortable and his smile so sweet, I drifted off into a satisfied sleep.
In the morning I woke to find the jock sitting up, looking at me. "You're so beautiful. I had a wonderful time last night. And it's such a beautiful morning!" I would have to talk to Neuro again. Did his stuff induce a positive personality change? The jock took me in his arms, kissed me and said, "I could get used to this." Uh-oh. I said, "Uh, yeah, sure. We'll have to do this again." That seemed to placate him. I figured Neuro had made a love potion. I just wanted to lick armpits!
Neuro said, "Really? No, I didn't expect that. Did you do anything romantic during the hypnotic phase?" "Well only sitting on his dick, chewing his pits and kissing him passionately." "Oh, well there you have it. The hypnotic state convinced him you were lovers. It'll wear off in a couple of days. Interesting, though."
I went into the kitchen, put Neuro's stuff in the back of a cabinet, made coffee and sat at the computer and placed an ad in the 'fetish' section of a partner’s web site. I brought the jock coffee. He pulled me on the bed and fucked the be Jesus out of me, offering his pits to me. I thought between Neuro's stuff and the Internet, I be in pits for a lifetime.
THE END
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