Your eyes gaze up at his muscular body and rest upon his face. He's calmly looking at you. His left arm raised. You go in for a closer look at his hairy armpit. "Yeah come and smell this armpit." he says. You hear him let out a chuckle. He tries to hold back a laugh but he can't as he says, "Smell that fuckin armpit." He laughs. You look at him; slightly embarrassed and turned on at the same time. He's smiling at you. "Ahhhh!" He says through his smile. He knows you worship him. He has both his hands raised in the air exposing his armpits. He rests his hands behind his head, causing his muscles to flex. You go for his right armpit. He lets out a sexy soft moan. He smells his pit and says, "Nothings better than a fresh armpit." He pushes his armpit closer to your face and jokingly says through a laugh, "Especially in the morning." You gaze at his pit. The winding cluster of soft brown hair. The healing scratch close by from his rugby game the other day. The flecks of deodorant. He quickly lowers that arm and motions you to the other arm. He sniffs it deeply and lets out a moan as he looks away. You go face deep into it and he says, "You can't get an armpit better than that." Then he laughs, exposing his perfectly straight teeth. "You'll never get an armpit better than that." he says. You smile at his cockiness. You go back face deep into his armpit. You pull back and look at him. He knows you want to go to the other pit so he positions himself accordingly. You can feel him breathing close to you. You look at his mouth and then his eyes as he's looking back at you. He looks at his armpit and scratches at his bicep. Then he raises his arm high for you to go back to worshiping it. He's looking at you as you do. You feel him looking at you so you look back into his eyes. He's looking right back at you. Deep into your soul. He then looks admiringly at his armpit, proud of how much it is worshiped. He plays with the hair there. He lets you look at his armpit while he looks at you. His eyes run along the length of his arm and then back to you. Your eyes are focused on his armpit. "Aww I know you want that fuckin pit." he says. "You dirty fuckin bitch. You want that pit. You want that arm...pit. That nice...wet...juicy...hairy...deodorant....armpit." And then....he was gone