I whipped my shorts off, took my jock off and wiped as much from the cubicle floor (which luckily seemed really clean of dust etc, etc) as I could. It was unbelievable - the jock was TOTALLY soaked in cum and I had to take care not too squeeze it too hard as I did not want to lose one single drop! The remains that I could not get onto the jock I smeared all over my dick and balls so that the entire area smelt of jism. Deciding that hanging around any longer would only be fruitless I put the now soaking jock back on and decided to head home and play with myself.
You cannot imagine the feeling - cycling through the streets of Amsterdam on a hot, late summer afternoon, wearing a jock that is sopping wet with cum, feeling the straps drying as you go along and sticking to your ass! Now that’s glue! I spent most of the journey home sticking my fingers into the jock through the top of the shorts to sniff the aroma and lick my fingers! I finally got home, pulled out the rest of my collection of rank underwear, and jerked off with a dick and balls that were slimy, sticky and fragrant until I finally shot my load to add to the many other that have gone before. A baptism of cum!
BBBilly, this is such a hot post. You were so lucky to find that puddle of cum. Must have smelled so good. Thanks for sharing this aromatic journey. aloha
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