Perving on my straight tenants worn socks and shoes
Several years ago I needed to rent out my apartment as I found work in another city. Luckily an acquaintance I knew needed a place to stay so things worked out with him renting my place. We were probably around 24 years old back then.
He was a classmate of one of my friends in high school, and I always found him attractive, typical high school jock with a sexy jawline. Probably 5.9 ft, and a total hunk. He dated this hot chick while in HS. He was always clean cut presenting and dressed nice.
Anyways, I still had some errands that took me back to my hometown so I would always stop by my apartment (letting my tenant know in advance of course), sometimes even staying overnight. Since we were fairly acquainted and had friends in common he didn't mind.
Since I'm kind of a perv (check my old posts), if chance permitted, I would go through his laundry hamper whenever he was out, and I had the apartment to myself. Usually during business hours as he were at work.
I'd find myself going through his shoes, sniffing all of them. I remember his trainers used to smell the most which is of course the pair I spent most time sniffing. Kind of a mild musk stink and it was heavenly breathing in his stink.
Then I'd go through his laundry hamper and smelling his clothes, underwear and socks. He liked wearing low cut black or white socks and I would always go though all of them until I found the stinkiest pair. This was a clean man, as quite often majority of his socks didn't stink that much to my disappointment. But I could always find a pair I'd bring with me to the restroom and press against my nose while I masturbated.
I remember one time a pair of his underwears were sticky and wet where his dickprint were and I hungrily licked and put the remnants of his cockjuice in my mouth and sucked on his underwear.
Always felt like a dirty pervert going through his stink but I couldn't help it. My attraction for him and knowing I got to inhale his stink put me over the top and gave me explosive orgasms.
I was always meticulous about putting everything back the way they were, trying my best not to get caught and fortunately he did not catch on.
These occurrences happened probably 3-4 times a year for a few years until he moved out.
Thinking back I should have tried something, offered him a footrub one of the times I stayed overnight at least, but being closeted I didn't dare to try