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It was already past midnight, long after another day of gym, and he knew exactly what to do, having snuck all the way to the lockers at this hour.\n\nThe whole place smelled musty, like a certain dampness or wetness left in the air; like as if the very smell of the place had expired a bit, and chose not to leave. One of the lights was spoilt and kept flickering on and off despite being shut off entirely. As it sparked, it reflected off small puddles of water along the changing area, strong obvious evidence to a class having used it a few hours back. The possum’s footsteps were noiseless, careful and calculated as he tiptoed, the air filled only with a constant rhythm of water droplets from a leaking shower head.\n\nDaren wasn’t at all fazed by this, his arousal spiking up as he neared a particular locker. In fact, he was driven by horniness, considering he sneaked from the dorm all the way to the gym changing rooms in just a baggy T-shirt and slightly worn pair of white briefs. Part of him just felt like not dressing to sneak here, the other came from the excitement that someone might just find him in such a state of undress.\n\nThese weren’t like those boxer briefs that could resemble shorts if seen from far. They were tighty whities, a little bit big for him as well, evidenced by the bagginess and creases that big clothings gave. Since today was quite chilly, and the possum’s most intensive strenuous exercise was nothing more than just standing in a long queue, he hadn’t sweat a single bead of sweat. So, he didn’t even change his briefs; might as well have them on for all of tomorrow as well. It saved on laundry hassle, and this pair was slightly comfier than his other y-fronts, so it too was his more favored pair.\n\nDaren tugged at the waistband a bit, getting comfy as he felt himself get hard in the undies. So far, no guard was about patrolling, so he was still in the green. He smirked, giving his bulge a small grope, exhaling softly in pleasure as he trailed his finger along the seams of the white undergarments. He could feel his heartbeat quickening, that familiar thrill rising up as he continued to touch himself through those whities. But the possum couldn’t just be content with indecently masturbating through his underwear in the showers. Definitely not. He crept up to Gary’s locker, the very same one he remembered, and moved to work the dial.\n\nThey had met every now and then at the changing area, and he clandestinely watched as the rat turned and fiddled with his locker. He needed only a few times to put to memory the orders of numbers and the turns. With a few turns, click went the lock, and the door of the mouse’s locker swung open. Instantly, he was greeted with an arousing sight, and an even more intoxicating scent.\n\nIn it was the usual equipment, two pairs of track and field shoes, a salve for muscle relief, a team shirt with a ‘8’ emblazoned in blue and matching shorts as well. There were three different types of deodorant, and also soap and shampoo for washing up. But he didn’t bother with those, what he wanted was that pair of briefs, suspended on a hook.\n\nThey were the lucky pair, white like his own, with seams on both sides of the crotch area. The waistband was quite thick and he was all too eager to grab them, immediately placing them to his nose. At once, raw powerful musk hit his senses, and it had him actively suppress the need to groan in lewd arousal. Gary hadn’t washed them at all, intending to preserve whatever aura of good fortune was within the cotton. This was the very one he wore for each training session, where they would do laps and other exercises. Things that would make him sweat up a storm, leaving it drenched in the rat’s perspiration. Maybe it really was good luck, considering how simple it was for the possum to find it.\n\nTechnically, Daren could care less about the reasoning for not ever putting it to the laundry, he only sought after it because he knew how amazing the musk would be. And oh was it good, so so...damn good, and it was his to play with for the night.\n\nThe whities he wore now became very snug and tight thanks to his erection, and the possum continued to bury his face within the lucky undies, lost within it. A hand kept it there, filling his nose with the smell of many many days of tough training, the other then tended to his impatient boner, lewdly jerking himself off in his own white briefs.\n\nDaren kept his eyes shut, focusing on that smell, even rubbing the undies all over his face to get more of the scent on him. Pity he didn’t come earlier, if not they would still be damp and a bit cold from the sweat left from whatever Gary had done. But it was still good, considering how lost in pleasure he was. It was still a good find, especially since this was most definitely the combination of possibly a month or two of wear. By this time, the scent had reached a particular strength he couldn’t resist. A few hairs from the rodent were visible within the underwear, and he gritted his teeth; horniness practically tripling at the realization.\n\nHis hands moved faster, fervently grabbing and playing with bulge, kneading it within his fingers. The used lucky briefs on his face were fully filtering the air he breathed in, having him take in nothing less than musky loads of the smell. There were areas that smelt more strong than others, and he made sure his nose explored every square inch of those briefs to find it. The waistband obviously yielded nothing but general scent, but it was still fun to take whiffs of the entire circumference of it. He could sense salty masculine essence from the groin area of the leg holes, and this had him exhale in lust as he took more deep breaths. The seat of the briefs, near the ass and also just slightly above it were hotspots as well, and his possum nose detected a bit of soil and grass. He chuckled, inferring that the rat obviously had sat down in the fields either for some pep talk or maybe he was just tired from some workout. It was like deducing what had exactly happened during his training, piecing some clues together to form a scenario in his mind. Of course, some fantasy could be peppered in, really making it sound appealing.\n\nAnother part of it had traces of deodorant, maybe purposely sprayed by a cheeky teammate. He had expected such antics to happen within the locker room, and giggled as something fruity turned up too. Was this spilt cordial? Maybe them drinking up after a good run? Perhaps. And the rat didn’t even guess that its smell would persist long after this supposed accident as well. Daren grinned at Gary’s possible yelp as the cold juice splashed on his pants, maybe some laughs as the others went for the easy jokes, saying how he had ‘peed’. Hehehe.\n\nNow there were sounds of his sniffing, his breaths coming out as quick pants - maybe every now and then with one large exhale so he could take a long deep whiff once more. Following it was audible squishing; wet noises coming from him jerking himself through his own briefs. He was aware of the sounds, echoing a bit within the locker room, and stopped only for a bit, wondering if anyone was about. Sure it was an extremely low chance of anyone, but it was definitely still arousing to think someone might have heard. Just silence so far. Normal things like that flickering light and dripping shower head, but no footsteps or someone about. Heh.\n\nMaybe it was silly of him to stop and bother. Even his aching length seems to respond to the abrupt stop of the rubbing. Daren grinned and resumed, faster than before, continuing to indulge in those amazing musky undies.\n\nPleasure continued to increase, rising along with the tension within his underwear. The first waves of the rush already made him whimper ever so softly in the near silence of the night, and he wasn’t going to pause for anything else. His fingers sped up, squeezing and feeling up his package, jiggling the white bulge about. His erection had already tented it well, and the slightly large size made for rather visible stretch lines along the white fabric. He could even grip his length through the briefs, and jerk it up and down. Like this, he treated his hold as a clasp, and used his hips, humping his own hand.\n\nPre had made for a large wet spot on his undies already, and he occasionally rubbed his finger along it, feeling how slippery and sticky it was. His vision was now covered by those musky white rat briefs, and he had to resist groaning out loud.\n\nHe had been a bit too eager, and the possum realized he was getting a little too into it. But those undies were just so good. The smell of it drove him wild, and spiked his arousal up the wall. He couldn’t take it, he had only a splitsecond to breath as he…\n\nFinally…\n\nCame!\n\nThere was a wet gooey noise, followed by more, as he began to fire out his load of cum, splashing all over the inside of his underwear. That wet spot began to steadily grow, doubling in size along with the sound of even squishier noises with each spurt. Familiar pleasure coursed through him, his hand continuing to masturbate himself in those white undies. All the while, he painted the insides of his undies with more cum, filling it nicely. He rode on each crest of his climax, filled with utter bliss as he felt a dizzy spell from the amazing climax. Then came that warmth, fresh from his jizz, coating his nethers too as he gave his bulge more squeezes. His seed had seeped through the cotton, oozing through the bulge tip and starting a slow steady trickle down the white fabric, meandering down his fingers. All the while, he remained silent, even stifling his groans throughout, but mentally giving a shout of delight.\n\nOhhhh...oh that was good. So good. Ahhh…\n\nHe leaned against a wall, panting heavily, as he took a final sniff of the undies, shuddering in pleasure as he finally pulled it off his face. These white musky briefs were just priceless, and he gave a grin, relishing in the scent it had. It had fueled such a wonderful climax, and he doubt he’d have reached such a level of high without it. He was very certain now, certain that he’d need to sneak back here for a similar high. Maybe tomorrow perhaps. Or just after Gary;’s next session, for fresh scent of sweat.\n\nThen he finally looked down, blushing red as he saw the mess that was his own whities. The front had done well in trying to contain his load, and held up well even as he had squirted a relentless amount of possum spunk into it. But it finally yielded and let cum seep out, and it dripped a bit to the floor, looking quite obvious against the grey tiles of the shower floor. That was a mess; the very definition of one, and he grinned at having made it.\n\nOh man, he had to go back to his room now, and could foresee himself sleeping instantly if his head met with a pillow.\n\nYeah, going to bed sounded good.\n\nHe was about to put it back, when he then had a thought; a very kinky thought. Well, he needed to clean this up, and he sure was not going to use his own shirt for this.\n\nBut…\n\nHe could use Gary’s briefs, and in turn the next round it would smell even better. Why for have it smell of immense sweat only, when some semen could be added in.\n\nOhhhh…\n\nYes…\n\nThose white undergarments were then pressed against his bulge, rubbed up and down. Daren smiled as he saw strings of his cum connect both their undies, and made sure to get as much of his jizz onto his rat friend’s whities. Another squeeze, and he could feel faint pulses of arousal again at the coldness in his own underwear. With this chill settling in the halls of the school, it sure felt like his crotch was dipped in some sort of jello. Hehe. White possum jello. All from his own nuts. It felt amazing, and he could see the spunk spread to the lucky pair.\n\nDaren held the musky undies in front of him, giving another whiff of it. The faintest traces of his seed were now added to this potent combination of smells, and he grinned, before keeping it back. He was almost unhappy to part with it, but he assured himself that it would smell much better the next time. He already looked forward to seeing Gary at the field, running and making it fresh with scent.\n\nOh yeah, he ought to go check on him. He felt a new tinge of arousal, and felt that sleep could wait.\n\nWith that, the possum left, groping himself once more to really feel the cold cummy sensation.\n\n\n\nSneaking through the hallways in underwear was always fun, and Daren found himself hard and groping his package throughout the entire journey. But throughout, he had occasionally gone by dorm rooms, eager to test his luck and see if anyone was walking about. There was always the classic case of people leaving their projectmate’s dorm to go back to their own, or people going back after a gaming night. Tonight seemed quiet, and it had him reaching without any interruption, although part of him was eager to have had some risk. A few turns and up a flight of stairs, and he found himself at the door he was looking for.\n\nLooking about, making sure no one was about, he grinned and fished out the spare from under the mat, easily letting himself in.\n\nWith a slow turn, and a click, the door opened.\n\nDaren’s roommate was assured to be fast asleep, leaving him free to go about and Gary’s roomie had left for an overseas internship. This left the possum with only the rat, asleep on his bed, and nothing to get in the way~\n\nJust... perfect.\n\nThe window had the curtains drawn to block away the rather bright light of the moon. In the air was the faint distant smell of chicken. There definitely had been some dinner to go, taken from maybe the local fast food place just in the nearby town; and possibly the leftover bones undiscarded, and giving the room that food smell. He took a while to just eye the rat, fast asleep under the covers, wearing some black shirt. In the darkness, his white fur stood out like a great beacon, easy to find.\n\nThe whole room had a small feeling of serenity, and Daren took his time to slowly pull the blanket away, eager to see what was his rodent friend’s choice of sleepwear.\n\nOh my.\n\nGary had apparently chosen to go bottomless, sporting only underwear like him.\n\nNot just any type of underwear. It was briefs as well. Just like his but red, and with a pattern of a star logo put all over. From far, it would have looked red undies with yellow polka dots, but he knew well enough that the logo was some superhero symbol. Daren wasn’t into comics and couldn’t figure out who the hero was, but it was prominent enough for him to remember it being from some well-known published series.\n\nAwww...\n\nHow cute.\n\nThey seemed quite comfy, although he could tell that they had been in possession for while. The seams that made the two y fronts on it were a bit frayed; still stretchy, but showing wear and tear, not to mention that he could spy the smallest of holes forming at some areas. But nevertheless, they had done a fine job of housing the rodent’s privates nicely, and the possum knew they’d also hold some nice scent. They definitely seemed like a favorite, with some areas of the red fabric paler than others.\n\nDaren smiled, and sneaked a hand over, groping that rat bulge gently.\n\nThe reaction was instant, and Gary gave an audible moan, before turning a bit in his sleep. This didn’t stop the possum at all though, moving closer to get another feel of his friend’s package. It didn’t take long for the bulge to become hard, easily filling up Daren’s cupped hand. Smiling in response, he continued, but now firmer.\n\nDaren also pulled away at the shirt, revealing the rat’s midriff, fully showing the entire pair of briefs. They looked good on him, and he wanted to get a feel of how it was. He paused for a bit, running his fingers along the legholes, travelling along the seams which were yellow like the star logo. His fingers found themselves sneaking under the briefs, tugging at them to see them stretch. As he let go, they made a nice alluring snap back noise.\n\nElastic as well.\n\nThe rat gave an approving mmm as he slowly turned once more, but never at any point did he wake. His possum friend simply grinned, continuing to jack him off through his briefs again, eager to keep playing with the bulge. He moved close, curious as he put his nose to it, sniffing deep, exhaling softly at the mild scent. At this point, Gary himself had begun to leak pre into the briefs, and the red fabric sported a dot of wetness.\n\nDaren eagerly rubbed his index over that wet spot, feeling how slicked up it was. As his fingertip parted from it, there was again that faint string connecting for a splitsecond. He slowed down, making sure the rat would not wake to being jerked. This was as delicate a situation as he could be in, and he didn’t want the rat waking to find himself being pleasured. So far, he was sound asleep, giving a small moan once more as he gave a small nngh, most definitely enjoying this.\n\nNow at this point, the briefs tented considerably. Daren could see the small openings on either side of the seams, and playfully sneaked in a finger into the right one. It maneuvered through the fabric, and soon the fingertip was met with warmth and hardness. He smiled, feeling the rat’s erection like this, and if he moved south a bit, would come to rest along Gary’s balls. Withdrawing his digit, he felt the contrast to the room’s temperature after departing from the snug body warmth beneath those hero briefs. He grunted, rubbing himself a bit in his jizzed whities, feeling the cold damp fabric. Oh it felt good, and he was hard once more.\n\nGary’s gentle breathing became heavy, and Daren could see his nose twitch a little. Did he detect the smell of jizz in his sleep? After all, the possum had walked here in his cumstained whities, and the scent no doubt had permeated the room a bit. Maybe the rat did smell it, and it was affecting his dreams a tiny bit. He hoped it was, and the rat was envisioning some kinky situation, or just casually laying back in bed and rubbing one out. Maybe sniffing his own lucky pair, intoxicated by the scent like he was, moaning as he jerked off.\n\nHe paused again, just dragging his fingers along that bulge, making out the definition of the length through the briefs. Then he moved to run his digits along the trim and seams, and could feel the erection throb through the underwear. At the lower part of the bulge, he had the rat’s oh so delicate balls nestled in his palm, feeling their size through his briefs, almost as if his hand was a designated support for them. Daren gave the bulge another sniff, before resuming his gropes and fondles.\n\nThroughout, he was unaware of the passing of time, just entertained by both delicately and firmly playing with the rat’s package. It was just the best stress ball, and he could just spent hours squeezing and playing with it. Pleasure began to rise as well, as he rubbed himself, feeling the erection in his whities. His fingers felt how the seams and fabric wrapped about his erection, occasionally flexing his length within the underwear. He also stopped every now and then, feeling the waistband, moving to his rear and how it still hugged his rear, albeit not so snug from repeated wear.\n\nDid Gary ever do this to himself? Like, just feeling pent up one random evening, just entertained by his own bulge. Maybe he also had a thing for sniffing those lucky briefs as well. Daren continued to fill his head with fantasies, whilst he jerked the rat slowly. He masturbated himself too, aroused and feeling up the red bulge, as if holding and playing with a small palm sized bean bag or a small water balloon. It felt so snug, nestled in his hand like some delicate animal, it even responded like one, the erection throbbing in those hero briefs.\n\nThen there it was, a sharp exhale from the rat, and the possum swiftly withdrew from him entirely, watching as his friend climax in his sleep. He had thought the rat woke, but was pleasantly surprised instead.\n\nSmall hip thrusts, as Gary humped the air, his load spewing out into the hero briefs he wore. Daren smiled, watching the wet spot slowly grow, encroaching over the seams and soaking up into the cotton. Red quickly turned to a deep maroon, with the star logo pattern still standing out against the dark fabric. Still it grew, and it soon reached right to the ball area of the briefs, looking like an absolutely arousing show. The fabric must have been thick, as not a single drop seeped through, welling up inside the sack that was now those jizzed and cumsoaked briefs. Daren watched intently, just taking it every last second of this, enjoying the wet dream as well. He could see the rat hump a bit more, giving a soft grunt as he turned a slight bit. Then the snoring returned, signalling the end of the lewd, kinky, orgasmic performance.\n\nHe wished there was an encore. Maybe three more.\n\nDaren felt his climax coming up too and exhaled softly, moving to jerk himself rapidly, feeling the waves of pleasure hit a while after the rat did. Fresh warmth could be felt within his whities, the jizz seeping out a bit, marking the bulge area of his briefs. He rubbed it about and back onto the underwear, making sure it didn’t drop onto the floor. No sense in giving away hints of him being here, plus, he found it hot to just cream up the whities anyway. The pleasure was just so good, each spurt of cum leaving him elated and at a high as he nearly buckled, knees weak. His breathing was partially laboured, the tiniest of grunts escaping as he doubled his efforts of keeping silent. There was only squelching and squishing sounds, coming from his bulge as he groped himself, enjoying the post-climax feeling.\n\nDaren merely panted in the once again silent room, giving himself one more grope.\n\nThe possum then smiled again, deciding to leave the rat in his slumber. Climaxing like that must have left him really deep in sleep, and Daren decided to head back, feeling sleepy. He turned to head out, tiptoing in silence, then...\n\nHis foot landed on something soft. Then he looked down, seeing another pair of discarded underwear.\n\nOoo.\n\nWhat was this?\n\nUnlike the pair of superhero briefs he had seen so far, these were a deep blue like the sea, with white trim and a waistband. The possum picked it up, chuckling softly as he looked at the back of it, seeing the faint letters printed in.\n\n‘THURSDAY’\n\nThis was already Friday, reaching around to two in the morning. He connected the dots, realizing this dark blue pair had probably been worn all day, and tossed aside carelessly as Gary changed to said red pair for bed. The possum gave the sea colored briefs a whiff, and found some light musk, which made him smile. Seems Thursday was a generally normal day, without overly excessive sweat. He wished the underwear had even a fifth of the power the lucky pair had, but general scent was quite good already.\n\nThey felt good. Way too good.\n\nSo how would it feel…\n\nIf he tried them on?\n\nPandering to his naughty thoughts, Daren decided to strip his cumsoaked whities off, revealing his cock to the cool air of the room. With that, he jerked himself a bit, playing with his erect dick as he ogled that stained red bulge. It still remained stiff, albeit no more sexual drive thanks to sleepiness seeping into his senses. He wondered if maybe one day he could masturbate and jizz over the rat and and his briefs of choice for said night. Maybe. One day.\n\nHe then took his time, focused back on wearing the other briefs, sensually pulling the dark blue pair up his legs. Daren got to examining the stretchiness as well, the way it seemed to illuminate in the light. The left seam was merely cosmetic, meant to mirror the right seam, which was the open entrance for using to pee.\n\nMy my, they were quite snug, and the possum looked at himself, the briefs almost clinging to his form. They still were a bit large, but his rear area was quite comfy. The possum smirked, giving himself a grope, satisfied with the swap of underwear. He stretched and played with his own former whities, sniffing and twirling them in his fingers. All the while, he stole glances at Gary, who still slept, and unbeknownst to him, slumbered in jizzed briefs too.\n\nHe wasn’t at all interrupted by the definite cold and goopy sensation in those cummy briefs, it seemed. And from this view, it seemed like such a natural sight.\n\nBut Daren knew he had to stop ogling and head off, if not he would not be wake up for class tomorrow. He had wanted to stay around for another hour to maybe rub Gary again, but perhaps another night would give better circumstances. Oh well, at least he got what he was searching for, and an extra bonus to go~\n\nWith that, the cheeky possum left, carrying his own cummy briefs in hand, rear so well defined in that deep blue briefs. He silently shut the door, and off he went.\n\n\n\nGary shut his eyes, grunting as he placed his own jizzstained briefs on his nose, aroused by his own cum musk.\n\nHe had woken in the morning, stretching as he got up, feeling a familiar unwillingness to leave his bed. His entire upper body seemed to mentally pine for the softness of the pillow again, to feel the weight of the sheets covering him once more. It was just the daily ritual, and he forced himself to sit up, trying to get over the sleepiness.\n\nThen he felt it. A weird cold wet feeling.\n\nNow he was very awake.\n\nThe rat yanked and pulled away at the blankets, and immediately saw the discoloration in his briefs, and blushed at the realization. It had been years since he had a wet dream. How weird to actually have gotten one now.\n\nHe sighed and stood up, moving to grab new underwear to change into, peeling the red undies off of him. What sort of dream was it even? He wished he could have remembered what it was. The rat then caught a faint whiff of the scent, and groaned. It...actually smelt kinda hot.\n\nNo...no, he had to get dressed. No time to focus on such a weird thing. Good thing the roomie wasn’t here, if not he would never hear the end of it. Off they went, as well as his shirt, as he changed.\n\nBut the curiosity nagged at him, obstinate and relentless. How bad did it smell? Maybe he ought to check? No, what’s was the point, right? It was not fit to be worn again, and there was no way he would deem whatever odor it had to be still acceptable for wear. If anything, it would only lead to how fast he would lob it into the basket.\n\nHe grabbed his socks. Now he had everything ready to change to. Then Gary looked at the discarded pair.\n\nNo. Just get dressed. Focus. Let’s go already, he thought to himself.\n\nHe stared at it even more. Still unable to look away.\n\nIt’s dirty, man. Come on. He frowned as he tried to reason with himself.\n\nStill, he kept his gaze on it, fingers hovering by the jeans he would be wearing.\n\nOkay, fine, one whiff. But it’s probably gonna stink really badly, man.\n\nThe rest happened in a blur, and the rat found himself still in just his undies, a purple pair with black seams, on his bed and groping himself.\n\nMeanwhile, Daren eyed the entire thing playing out through the ajar door of the dorm room. The rat had never bothered with the lock, and now the possum was easily rewarded with watching his friend masturbate through a fancy colored pair of undies.\n\nThe rat groaned, sniffing the pair still, the musk really getting into him as he jerked off in his dark lilac briefs. He stopped every now and then to run his hand about the surface of his bulge, tensing as he felt slow pleasure rise in him. His movements were slow and eager, rubbing that growing tent within his underwear, until it stood tall and was able to be gripped through the briefs. Here, he began to pump it up and down, sometimes pressing and pulling on it, and letting to to watch it wiggle back to its full mast position, seeing how stiff it was. Gary stopped and now leaned back, smiling as he flexed his length within his undies, watching it move like some restless hard worm.\n\nMmmm…\n\nHe went back to jerking himself off, inhaling in the scent of his own jizzed undies, feeling aroused by his own scent.\n\nGary would never knew that he had snuck in last night and rubbed his friend’s bulge till he came, and maybe the same could be said for the pair of navy briefs he still wore. It didn’t matter, and now Daren had all the time in the world to watch as his rodent friend jerked off, before finally turning those bright purple briefs dark with cum.\n\nOh how he looked forward to another night like just a few hours ago.\n\nAnd with college days, that chance seemed just as favourable.\n\n(Written Commission. I do these too~)", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Original date posted on Fur Affinity: Jan 19th, 2019 12:51 PM

He always left it inside after a long practice session or a big game, and Daren secretly relished in that every time. It was already past midnight, long after another day of gym, and he knew exactly what to do, having snuck all the way to the lockers at this hour.

The whole place smelled musty, like a certain dampness or wetness left in the air; like as if the very smell of the place had expired a bit, and chose not to leave. One of the lights was spoilt and kept flickering on and off despite being shut off entirely. As it sparked, it reflected off small puddles of water along the changing area, strong obvious evidence to a class having used it a few hours back. The possum’s footsteps were noiseless, careful and calculated as he tiptoed, the air filled only with a constant rhythm of water droplets from a leaking shower head.

Daren wasn’t at all fazed by this, his arousal spiking up as he neared a particular locker. In fact, he was driven by horniness, considering he sneaked from the dorm all the way to the gym changing rooms in just a baggy T-shirt and slightly worn pair of white briefs. Part of him just felt like not dressing to sneak here, the other came from the excitement that someone might just find him in such a state of undress.

These weren’t like those boxer briefs that could resemble shorts if seen from far. They were tighty whities, a little bit big for him as well, evidenced by the bagginess and creases that big clothings gave. Since today was quite chilly, and the possum’s most intensive strenuous exercise was nothing more than just standing in a long queue, he hadn’t sweat a single bead of sweat. So, he didn’t even change his briefs; might as well have them on for all of tomorrow as well. It saved on laundry hassle, and this pair was slightly comfier than his other y-fronts, so it too was his more favored pair.

Daren tugged at the waistband a bit, getting comfy as he felt himself get hard in the undies. So far, no guard was about patrolling, so he was still in the green. He smirked, giving his bulge a small grope, exhaling softly in pleasure as he trailed his finger along the seams of the white undergarments. He could feel his heartbeat quickening, that familiar thrill rising up as he continued to touch himself through those whities. But the possum couldn’t just be content with indecently masturbating through his underwear in the showers. Definitely not. He crept up to Gary’s locker, the very same one he remembered, and moved to work the dial.

They had met every now and then at the changing area, and he clandestinely watched as the rat turned and fiddled with his locker. He needed only a few times to put to memory the orders of numbers and the turns. With a few turns, click went the lock, and the door of the mouse’s locker swung open. Instantly, he was greeted with an arousing sight, and an even more intoxicating scent.

In it was the usual equipment, two pairs of track and field shoes, a salve for muscle relief, a team shirt with a ‘8’ emblazoned in blue and matching shorts as well. There were three different types of deodorant, and also soap and shampoo for washing up. But he didn’t bother with those, what he wanted was that pair of briefs, suspended on a hook.

They were the lucky pair, white like his own, with seams on both sides of the crotch area. The waistband was quite thick and he was all too eager to grab them, immediately placing them to his nose. At once, raw powerful musk hit his senses, and it had him actively suppress the need to groan in lewd arousal. Gary hadn’t washed them at all, intending to preserve whatever aura of good fortune was within the cotton. This was the very one he wore for each training session, where they would do laps and other exercises. Things that would make him sweat up a storm, leaving it drenched in the rat’s perspiration. Maybe it really was good luck, considering how simple it was for the possum to find it.

Technically, Daren could care less about the reasoning for not ever putting it to the laundry, he only sought after it because he knew how amazing the musk would be. And oh was it good, so so...damn good, and it was his to play with for the night.

The whities he wore now became very snug and tight thanks to his erection, and the possum continued to bury his face within the lucky undies, lost within it. A hand kept it there, filling his nose with the smell of many many days of tough training, the other then tended to his impatient boner, lewdly jerking himself off in his own white briefs.

Daren kept his eyes shut, focusing on that smell, even rubbing the undies all over his face to get more of the scent on him. Pity he didn’t come earlier, if not they would still be damp and a bit cold from the sweat left from whatever Gary had done. But it was still good, considering how lost in pleasure he was. It was still a good find, especially since this was most definitely the combination of possibly a month or two of wear. By this time, the scent had reached a particular strength he couldn’t resist. A few hairs from the rodent were visible within the underwear, and he gritted his teeth; horniness practically tripling at the realization.

His hands moved faster, fervently grabbing and playing with bulge, kneading it within his fingers. The used lucky briefs on his face were fully filtering the air he breathed in, having him take in nothing less than musky loads of the smell. There were areas that smelt more strong than others, and he made sure his nose explored every square inch of those briefs to find it. The waistband obviously yielded nothing but general scent, but it was still fun to take whiffs of the entire circumference of it. He could sense salty masculine essence from the groin area of the leg holes, and this had him exhale in lust as he took more deep breaths. The seat of the briefs, near the ass and also just slightly above it were hotspots as well, and his possum nose detected a bit of soil and grass. He chuckled, inferring that the rat obviously had sat down in the fields either for some pep talk or maybe he was just tired from some workout. It was like deducing what had exactly happened during his training, piecing some clues together to form a scenario in his mind. Of course, some fantasy could be peppered in, really making it sound appealing.

Another part of it had traces of deodorant, maybe purposely sprayed by a cheeky teammate. He had expected such antics to happen within the locker room, and giggled as something fruity turned up too. Was this spilt cordial? Maybe them drinking up after a good run? Perhaps. And the rat didn’t even guess that its smell would persist long after this supposed accident as well. Daren grinned at Gary’s possible yelp as the cold juice splashed on his pants, maybe some laughs as the others went for the easy jokes, saying how he had ‘peed’. Hehehe.

Now there were sounds of his sniffing, his breaths coming out as quick pants - maybe every now and then with one large exhale so he could take a long deep whiff once more. Following it was audible squishing; wet noises coming from him jerking himself through his own briefs. He was aware of the sounds, echoing a bit within the locker room, and stopped only for a bit, wondering if anyone was about. Sure it was an extremely low chance of anyone, but it was definitely still arousing to think someone might have heard. Just silence so far. Normal things like that flickering light and dripping shower head, but no footsteps or someone about. Heh.

Maybe it was silly of him to stop and bother. Even his aching length seems to respond to the abrupt stop of the rubbing. Daren grinned and resumed, faster than before, continuing to indulge in those amazing musky undies.

Pleasure continued to increase, rising along with the tension within his underwear. The first waves of the rush already made him whimper ever so softly in the near silence of the night, and he wasn’t going to pause for anything else. His fingers sped up, squeezing and feeling up his package, jiggling the white bulge about. His erection had already tented it well, and the slightly large size made for rather visible stretch lines along the white fabric. He could even grip his length through the briefs, and jerk it up and down. Like this, he treated his hold as a clasp, and used his hips, humping his own hand.

Pre had made for a large wet spot on his undies already, and he occasionally rubbed his finger along it, feeling how slippery and sticky it was. His vision was now covered by those musky white rat briefs, and he had to resist groaning out loud.

He had been a bit too eager, and the possum realized he was getting a little too into it. But those undies were just so good. The smell of it drove him wild, and spiked his arousal up the wall. He couldn’t take it, he had only a splitsecond to breath as he…

Finally…

Came!

There was a wet gooey noise, followed by more, as he began to fire out his load of cum, splashing all over the inside of his underwear. That wet spot began to steadily grow, doubling in size along with the sound of even squishier noises with each spurt. Familiar pleasure coursed through him, his hand continuing to masturbate himself in those white undies. All the while, he painted the insides of his undies with more cum, filling it nicely. He rode on each crest of his climax, filled with utter bliss as he felt a dizzy spell from the amazing climax. Then came that warmth, fresh from his jizz, coating his nethers too as he gave his bulge more squeezes. His seed had seeped through the cotton, oozing through the bulge tip and starting a slow steady trickle down the white fabric, meandering down his fingers. All the while, he remained silent, even stifling his groans throughout, but mentally giving a shout of delight.

Ohhhh...oh that was good. So good. Ahhh…

He leaned against a wall, panting heavily, as he took a final sniff of the undies, shuddering in pleasure as he finally pulled it off his face. These white musky briefs were just priceless, and he gave a grin, relishing in the scent it had. It had fueled such a wonderful climax, and he doubt he’d have reached such a level of high without it. He was very certain now, certain that he’d need to sneak back here for a similar high. Maybe tomorrow perhaps. Or just after Gary;’s next session, for fresh scent of sweat.

Then he finally looked down, blushing red as he saw the mess that was his own whities. The front had done well in trying to contain his load, and held up well even as he had squirted a relentless amount of possum spunk into it. But it finally yielded and let cum seep out, and it dripped a bit to the floor, looking quite obvious against the grey tiles of the shower floor. That was a mess; the very definition of one, and he grinned at having made it.

Oh man, he had to go back to his room now, and could foresee himself sleeping instantly if his head met with a pillow.

Yeah, going to bed sounded good.

He was about to put it back, when he then had a thought; a very kinky thought. Well, he needed to clean this up, and he sure was not going to use his own shirt for this.

But…

He could use Gary’s briefs, and in turn the next round it would smell even better. Why for have it smell of immense sweat only, when some semen could be added in.

Ohhhh…

Yes…

Those white undergarments were then pressed against his bulge, rubbed up and down. Daren smiled as he saw strings of his cum connect both their undies, and made sure to get as much of his jizz onto his rat friend’s whities. Another squeeze, and he could feel faint pulses of arousal again at the coldness in his own underwear. With this chill settling in the halls of the school, it sure felt like his crotch was dipped in some sort of jello. Hehe. White possum jello. All from his own nuts. It felt amazing, and he could see the spunk spread to the lucky pair.

Daren held the musky undies in front of him, giving another whiff of it. The faintest traces of his seed were now added to this potent combination of smells, and he grinned, before keeping it back. He was almost unhappy to part with it, but he assured himself that it would smell much better the next time. He already looked forward to seeing Gary at the field, running and making it fresh with scent.

Oh yeah, he ought to go check on him. He felt a new tinge of arousal, and felt that sleep could wait.

With that, the possum left, groping himself once more to really feel the cold cummy sensation.



Sneaking through the hallways in underwear was always fun, and Daren found himself hard and groping his package throughout the entire journey. But throughout, he had occasionally gone by dorm rooms, eager to test his luck and see if anyone was walking about. There was always the classic case of people leaving their projectmate’s dorm to go back to their own, or people going back after a gaming night. Tonight seemed quiet, and it had him reaching without any interruption, although part of him was eager to have had some risk. A few turns and up a flight of stairs, and he found himself at the door he was looking for.

Looking about, making sure no one was about, he grinned and fished out the spare from under the mat, easily letting himself in.

With a slow turn, and a click, the door opened.

Daren’s roommate was assured to be fast asleep, leaving him free to go about and Gary’s roomie had left for an overseas internship. This left the possum with only the rat, asleep on his bed, and nothing to get in the way~

Just... perfect.

The window had the curtains drawn to block away the rather bright light of the moon. In the air was the faint distant smell of chicken. There definitely had been some dinner to go, taken from maybe the local fast food place just in the nearby town; and possibly the leftover bones undiscarded, and giving the room that food smell. He took a while to just eye the rat, fast asleep under the covers, wearing some black shirt. In the darkness, his white fur stood out like a great beacon, easy to find.

The whole room had a small feeling of serenity, and Daren took his time to slowly pull the blanket away, eager to see what was his rodent friend’s choice of sleepwear.

Oh my.

Gary had apparently chosen to go bottomless, sporting only underwear like him.

Not just any type of underwear. It was briefs as well. Just like his but red, and with a pattern of a star logo put all over. From far, it would have looked red undies with yellow polka dots, but he knew well enough that the logo was some superhero symbol. Daren wasn’t into comics and couldn’t figure out who the hero was, but it was prominent enough for him to remember it being from some well-known published series.

Awww...

How cute.

They seemed quite comfy, although he could tell that they had been in possession for while. The seams that made the two y fronts on it were a bit frayed; still stretchy, but showing wear and tear, not to mention that he could spy the smallest of holes forming at some areas. But nevertheless, they had done a fine job of housing the rodent’s privates nicely, and the possum knew they’d also hold some nice scent. They definitely seemed like a favorite, with some areas of the red fabric paler than others.

Daren smiled, and sneaked a hand over, groping that rat bulge gently.

The reaction was instant, and Gary gave an audible moan, before turning a bit in his sleep. This didn’t stop the possum at all though, moving closer to get another feel of his friend’s package. It didn’t take long for the bulge to become hard, easily filling up Daren’s cupped hand. Smiling in response, he continued, but now firmer.

Daren also pulled away at the shirt, revealing the rat’s midriff, fully showing the entire pair of briefs. They looked good on him, and he wanted to get a feel of how it was. He paused for a bit, running his fingers along the legholes, travelling along the seams which were yellow like the star logo. His fingers found themselves sneaking under the briefs, tugging at them to see them stretch. As he let go, they made a nice alluring snap back noise.

Elastic as well.

The rat gave an approving mmm as he slowly turned once more, but never at any point did he wake. His possum friend simply grinned, continuing to jack him off through his briefs again, eager to keep playing with the bulge. He moved close, curious as he put his nose to it, sniffing deep, exhaling softly at the mild scent. At this point, Gary himself had begun to leak pre into the briefs, and the red fabric sported a dot of wetness.

Daren eagerly rubbed his index over that wet spot, feeling how slicked up it was. As his fingertip parted from it, there was again that faint string connecting for a splitsecond. He slowed down, making sure the rat would not wake to being jerked. This was as delicate a situation as he could be in, and he didn’t want the rat waking to find himself being pleasured. So far, he was sound asleep, giving a small moan once more as he gave a small nngh, most definitely enjoying this.

Now at this point, the briefs tented considerably. Daren could see the small openings on either side of the seams, and playfully sneaked in a finger into the right one. It maneuvered through the fabric, and soon the fingertip was met with warmth and hardness. He smiled, feeling the rat’s erection like this, and if he moved south a bit, would come to rest along Gary’s balls. Withdrawing his digit, he felt the contrast to the room’s temperature after departing from the snug body warmth beneath those hero briefs. He grunted, rubbing himself a bit in his jizzed whities, feeling the cold damp fabric. Oh it felt good, and he was hard once more.

Gary’s gentle breathing became heavy, and Daren could see his nose twitch a little. Did he detect the smell of jizz in his sleep? After all, the possum had walked here in his cumstained whities, and the scent no doubt had permeated the room a bit. Maybe the rat did smell it, and it was affecting his dreams a tiny bit. He hoped it was, and the rat was envisioning some kinky situation, or just casually laying back in bed and rubbing one out. Maybe sniffing his own lucky pair, intoxicated by the scent like he was, moaning as he jerked off.

He paused again, just dragging his fingers along that bulge, making out the definition of the length through the briefs. Then he moved to run his digits along the trim and seams, and could feel the erection throb through the underwear. At the lower part of the bulge, he had the rat’s oh so delicate balls nestled in his palm, feeling their size through his briefs, almost as if his hand was a designated support for them. Daren gave the bulge another sniff, before resuming his gropes and fondles.

Throughout, he was unaware of the passing of time, just entertained by both delicately and firmly playing with the rat’s package. It was just the best stress ball, and he could just spent hours squeezing and playing with it. Pleasure began to rise as well, as he rubbed himself, feeling the erection in his whities. His fingers felt how the seams and fabric wrapped about his erection, occasionally flexing his length within the underwear. He also stopped every now and then, feeling the waistband, moving to his rear and how it still hugged his rear, albeit not so snug from repeated wear.

Did Gary ever do this to himself? Like, just feeling pent up one random evening, just entertained by his own bulge. Maybe he also had a thing for sniffing those lucky briefs as well. Daren continued to fill his head with fantasies, whilst he jerked the rat slowly. He masturbated himself too, aroused and feeling up the red bulge, as if holding and playing with a small palm sized bean bag or a small water balloon. It felt so snug, nestled in his hand like some delicate animal, it even responded like one, the erection throbbing in those hero briefs.

Then there it was, a sharp exhale from the rat, and the possum swiftly withdrew from him entirely, watching as his friend climax in his sleep. He had thought the rat woke, but was pleasantly surprised instead.

Small hip thrusts, as Gary humped the air, his load spewing out into the hero briefs he wore. Daren smiled, watching the wet spot slowly grow, encroaching over the seams and soaking up into the cotton. Red quickly turned to a deep maroon, with the star logo pattern still standing out against the dark fabric. Still it grew, and it soon reached right to the ball area of the briefs, looking like an absolutely arousing show. The fabric must have been thick, as not a single drop seeped through, welling up inside the sack that was now those jizzed and cumsoaked briefs. Daren watched intently, just taking it every last second of this, enjoying the wet dream as well. He could see the rat hump a bit more, giving a soft grunt as he turned a slight bit. Then the snoring returned, signalling the end of the lewd, kinky, orgasmic performance.

He wished there was an encore. Maybe three more.

Daren felt his climax coming up too and exhaled softly, moving to jerk himself rapidly, feeling the waves of pleasure hit a while after the rat did. Fresh warmth could be felt within his whities, the jizz seeping out a bit, marking the bulge area of his briefs. He rubbed it about and back onto the underwear, making sure it didn’t drop onto the floor. No sense in giving away hints of him being here, plus, he found it hot to just cream up the whities anyway. The pleasure was just so good, each spurt of cum leaving him elated and at a high as he nearly buckled, knees weak. His breathing was partially laboured, the tiniest of grunts escaping as he doubled his efforts of keeping silent. There was only squelching and squishing sounds, coming from his bulge as he groped himself, enjoying the post-climax feeling.

Daren merely panted in the once again silent room, giving himself one more grope.

The possum then smiled again, deciding to leave the rat in his slumber. Climaxing like that must have left him really deep in sleep, and Daren decided to head back, feeling sleepy. He turned to head out, tiptoing in silence, then...

His foot landed on something soft. Then he looked down, seeing another pair of discarded underwear.

Ooo.

What was this?

Unlike the pair of superhero briefs he had seen so far, these were a deep blue like the sea, with white trim and a waistband. The possum picked it up, chuckling softly as he looked at the back of it, seeing the faint letters printed in.

‘THURSDAY’

This was already Friday, reaching around to two in the morning. He connected the dots, realizing this dark blue pair had probably been worn all day, and tossed aside carelessly as Gary changed to said red pair for bed. The possum gave the sea colored briefs a whiff, and found some light musk, which made him smile. Seems Thursday was a generally normal day, without overly excessive sweat. He wished the underwear had even a fifth of the power the lucky pair had, but general scent was quite good already.

They felt good. Way too good.

So how would it feel…

If he tried them on?

Pandering to his naughty thoughts, Daren decided to strip his cumsoaked whities off, revealing his cock to the cool air of the room. With that, he jerked himself a bit, playing with his erect dick as he ogled that stained red bulge. It still remained stiff, albeit no more sexual drive thanks to sleepiness seeping into his senses. He wondered if maybe one day he could masturbate and jizz over the rat and and his briefs of choice for said night. Maybe. One day.

He then took his time, focused back on wearing the other briefs, sensually pulling the dark blue pair up his legs. Daren got to examining the stretchiness as well, the way it seemed to illuminate in the light. The left seam was merely cosmetic, meant to mirror the right seam, which was the open entrance for using to pee.

My my, they were quite snug, and the possum looked at himself, the briefs almost clinging to his form. They still were a bit large, but his rear area was quite comfy. The possum smirked, giving himself a grope, satisfied with the swap of underwear. He stretched and played with his own former whities, sniffing and twirling them in his fingers. All the while, he stole glances at Gary, who still slept, and unbeknownst to him, slumbered in jizzed briefs too.

He wasn’t at all interrupted by the definite cold and goopy sensation in those cummy briefs, it seemed. And from this view, it seemed like such a natural sight.

But Daren knew he had to stop ogling and head off, if not he would not be wake up for class tomorrow. He had wanted to stay around for another hour to maybe rub Gary again, but perhaps another night would give better circumstances. Oh well, at least he got what he was searching for, and an extra bonus to go~

With that, the cheeky possum left, carrying his own cummy briefs in hand, rear so well defined in that deep blue briefs. He silently shut the door, and off he went.



Gary shut his eyes, grunting as he placed his own jizzstained briefs on his nose, aroused by his own cum musk.

He had woken in the morning, stretching as he got up, feeling a familiar unwillingness to leave his bed. His entire upper body seemed to mentally pine for the softness of the pillow again, to feel the weight of the sheets covering him once more. It was just the daily ritual, and he forced himself to sit up, trying to get over the sleepiness.

Then he felt it. A weird cold wet feeling.

Now he was very awake.

The rat yanked and pulled away at the blankets, and immediately saw the discoloration in his briefs, and blushed at the realization. It had been years since he had a wet dream. How weird to actually have gotten one now.

He sighed and stood up, moving to grab new underwear to change into, peeling the red undies off of him. What sort of dream was it even? He wished he could have remembered what it was. The rat then caught a faint whiff of the scent, and groaned. It...actually smelt kinda hot.

No...no, he had to get dressed. No time to focus on such a weird thing. Good thing the roomie wasn’t here, if not he would never hear the end of it. Off they went, as well as his shirt, as he changed.

But the curiosity nagged at him, obstinate and relentless. How bad did it smell? Maybe he ought to check? No, what’s was the point, right? It was not fit to be worn again, and there was no way he would deem whatever odor it had to be still acceptable for wear. If anything, it would only lead to how fast he would lob it into the basket.

He grabbed his socks. Now he had everything ready to change to. Then Gary looked at the discarded pair.

No. Just get dressed. Focus. Let’s go already, he thought to himself.

He stared at it even more. Still unable to look away.

It’s dirty, man. Come on. He frowned as he tried to reason with himself.

Still, he kept his gaze on it, fingers hovering by the jeans he would be wearing.

Okay, fine, one whiff. But it’s probably gonna stink really badly, man.

The rest happened in a blur, and the rat found himself still in just his undies, a purple pair with black seams, on his bed and groping himself.

Meanwhile, Daren eyed the entire thing playing out through the ajar door of the dorm room. The rat had never bothered with the lock, and now the possum was easily rewarded with watching his friend masturbate through a fancy colored pair of undies.

The rat groaned, sniffing the pair still, the musk really getting into him as he jerked off in his dark lilac briefs. He stopped every now and then to run his hand about the surface of his bulge, tensing as he felt slow pleasure rise in him. His movements were slow and eager, rubbing that growing tent within his underwear, until it stood tall and was able to be gripped through the briefs. Here, he began to pump it up and down, sometimes pressing and pulling on it, and letting to to watch it wiggle back to its full mast position, seeing how stiff it was. Gary stopped and now leaned back, smiling as he flexed his length within his undies, watching it move like some restless hard worm.

Mmmm…

He went back to jerking himself off, inhaling in the scent of his own jizzed undies, feeling aroused by his own scent.

Gary would never knew that he had snuck in last night and rubbed his friend’s bulge till he came, and maybe the same could be said for the pair of navy briefs he still wore. It didn’t matter, and now Daren had all the time in the world to watch as his rodent friend jerked off, before finally turning those bright purple briefs dark with cum.

Oh how he looked forward to another night like just a few hours ago.

And with college days, that chance seemed just as favourable.

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