My roommate and I never spoke much. I was always too nervous in the presence of an Alpha figure, and I imagine he just never really cared about me. Why would he? I was just a silent maid to him, someone who took on the brunt of the chores, paid more than my fair share of rent, and generally stayed out of his way.
But god did I stare. I couldn't help it. He always walked around our apartment in his briefs, high socks, and sometimes a shirt. I know he's caught me looking a few times and thankfully has said nothing. But I just can't stop.
Yesterday, however, he finally broke the silence. I was sitting on the couch scrolling on my phone when he took a seat in front of me.
"You wanna smell it?" He said bluntly.
I paused and stared at him for a beat. "Excuse me?"
"Look, I know you're obsessed with me. I know you gawk and stare when I walk by, I know you listen through the door when I bring girls around, and I appreciate all the work you do to keep this place looking nice and clean. So Im offering a thank you....would you like to smell it?"
I looked him up and down, shocked and overwhelmed by the generous offer.
"You'll seriously let me smell your cock?"
He let out a long, hearty laugh. A mix between playful and humiliating.
"Yes, I will. I'm no fag so you can't suck me off or anything, but you can bury your face in my crotch for two minutes, while my underwear stays on. Deal?"
I didn't even say anything before I dove face first between his legs. The humid musk seeping through his underwear made me shiver with pleasure.
I heard him chuckle before he whispered "I wonder what you'll do for a pair of these socks..."
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