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A few weeks after the pool party, Joseph was just going through the motions of summer. Work (which was fun because it meant a lot of interaction with hot Tops including his time with Ray), sleep, and a little time hanging with friends. So many of his Bottom friends had already gotten claimed that they were spending their summers in the honeymoon phase with their Top husbands. Many of them were already starry-eyed, thinking of adopting kids, so they didn't have a whole lot of time to hang with him.
Joseph decided to take this time alone and spend it more on himself, specifically on working out. He got a gym membership and would head there after work, and was developing a nice six pack and a fuller chest.
Joseph usually got off work around 2 p.m., so he would be done with the gym by about 3:30 p.m. Around that time, the gym was pretty quiet and filled mostly with Bottom husbands who were taking some time to get fit, so they could be ready for their Top husbands to come home around 5:00 for dinner and a good breeding.
That was OK with Joseph. If everyone there was a fellow Bottom trying to stay trim and fit, it meant fewer distractions while working out,.
One day, Joseph packed his gym bag and, like usual, headed out for work, expecting to be done around 2 and to head to the gym. When he got to work, though, his boss told him that there were extra shipments coming in for the fall clothing lines, and he'd get paid overtime if he stuck around after 2 p.m.
In need of some extra money, Joseph was happy to stay around for as long as his boss needed him. The day flew by pretty quickly, and before he knew it, it was 7 p.m. and he'd spent a whole ten hours at work.
Joseph expected to be exhausted after such a long day, but actually found himself exhilarated! He bounded out of the store and headed toward the gym, arriving a little after 7:30 for a quick workout.
As he made his way inside, he was expecting to find the gym as he usually did, filled with his fellow Bottoms, making their way to the treadmills. Instead, his senses were overtaken by a gym filled with some of the most gorgeous men he had ever laid eyes on.
How could Joseph forget? This was prime-time for Tops at the gym, and before he could even get an up close look at anyone, his nose was bombarded with the delightfully pungent odor of Tops in their primal state of physical exertion. Never in his life had Joseph smelled the mix of sweat and musk from so many Tops, not even at the Mixer. It was like being in a cloud of manliness, and he was breathing in every last bit of it.
He actually was a bit scared to enter, and considered heading back home. The smell of so much manly funk mixing together, all the Tops' asses, balls, feet, and pits, would probably make his head spin and his hole pucker and leak uncontrollably.
As Joseph stood in front of the check-in desk, deciding what to do, he heard a familiar voice coming from behind him.
"Joey?" the voice said, as he felt a hand on his shoulder that turned him around.
It was Brett, who he'd met at the pool party a few weeks ago (and who never called him).
"It's good to see you man!" Brett said as he rubbed his back.
"Oh hey! You too!" Joseph exclaimed. It was true, Joseph was super excited to see this hunk of a Top again. And the way he looked in his tank top and tight shorts had Joseph drooling. From the looks of it, Brett was alone.
"I haven't seen you in a bit," Brett said as he pulled Joseph over to the desk and they both checked in.
"Yeah, you never called me," Joseph said, half jokingly. He could smell Brett's Top odor, which was very strong, most likely from a long day at work. Joseph was entranced and had no choice but to follow Brett. They walked toward the locker room together and joked a bit about Brett being too busy with his many suitors to have time for another one.
"Nah it's nothing like that," Brett said as they made their way through the locker room doors.
Again, Joseph was expecting the same old locker room when they entered, with it's clean benches and nice smell, and maybe a few Bottoms hanging around. As they opened the doors, it was clear that a locker room full of Tops was a totally different experience. Not only did the whole place smell like ripe balls and pits, Joseph saw jock straps laying out on the benches, sweat socks hanging from locker doors, Tops chatting naked with other Tops, scratching their balls and rubbing their ass cracks.
Joseph and Brett found a couple of free lockers and laid their stuff on the benches. Brett was ready to work out already, but Joseph needed to change.
"Don't worry about undressing in front of me," Brett said, flashing his killer smile. "I've already seen you in your speedo."
It was true, Brett saw Joseph practically naked once, though Joseph was a little worried about the boner he was most likely going to throw as the smell of all the Tops was seeping in to his brain.
"I'm surprised you're even here at this hour," Brett said as Joseph stripped down. "Since I'm a Top, I think this locker room smells like balls, but I'm guessing that's something that turns you on a bit. A locker room full of sweaty Tops is probably driving you crazy."
Joseph didn't want to respond. It was so true and he was almost embarrassed by how horny this all was making him. Were there other Bottoms that came to the gym at a time like this? If so, did they even make it out alive? Or did the Tops just gang-bang them in the shower to let out some of their aggression?
"It's ok," Joseph said, shyly.
"Well, let me just tell you, I came to the gym once in the middle of the day, and it was full of Bottoms, and I was mesmerized," Brett admitted. "They were showing off their bubble asses, and I could smell their wet holes through their tight lycra shorts they were all wearing. I must've had a pretty good smell going myself because they were flocking to me like crazy, with their cute little noses trying to get a sniff of my pits and my dick. It was like they'd never smelled a ripe Top before."
Just as Joseph was putting on his shirt, he noticed someone approaching the locker next to him. It turned and saw the hulking frame of a sweaty Top placing his water bottle on the bench and quickly stripping his shirt off.
"Hey boys, getting ready to hit the weights?" the Top asked, his chest glistening with sweat and the smell of a hard workout pouring off of him.
"Yeah, man, just arrived," Brett said. "You're Doug right? I think you've spotted me on the bench a few times."
"That's me," Doug said, flashing a killer smile that made Joseph weak in the knees. "You're Brett, I remember. Well you better bring your water bottles out their tonight, it's like the AC is broken or something. Maybe bring a face mask too, those boys are stinking up the place like none other."
Doug was making quick work of his gym clothes, as he'd stripped his shoes, socks, and shorts off in the brief time they were chatting, and stood before them in only his compression shorts, which looked to be holding in a thick, juicy cock from Joseph's point of view.
The smell hitting Joseph's nose was taking over, and he was no longer just weak in the knees; he had to actually sit down. Brett noticed what was happening and gave out a soft chuckle and rested his hand on Joseph's shoulder.
"We'll be fine, we're used to the smell of men, right Joey?" Brett joked.
Joey didn't have time to answer, as Doug stripped off his damp compression shorts and let his monster dong slap out against his leg. HOLY FUCK! Joseph said in his head, as the scent of Doug's package wafted over and the sight of his thick, uncut trunk swung between his legs.
"Well I hope you aren't doing legs tonight, cuz the squat racks have a line," Doug said. As he casually chatted with them, Joseph noticed Doug scratching his balls and taint, like it was nothing. He imagined how much sweat was coating those low hanger and what the smell of his undercarriage must be like right now.
Joseph sat and listened as Doug and Brett chatted, but he really wasn't paying attention. He was doing his best not to be too noticeable, as his eye's veered over to Doug's crotch. He couldn't believe how nonchalant Doug was acting. Just scratching his balls, rubbing his taint, and after a bit, he actually started stroking his uncut cock a bit.
Joseph assumed that when Doug freed his monster prick from the confines of his shorts, the blood was starting to flow a bit more, and so Doug's cock was growing in size. He could see the sweat on the shaft and even could notice a bit of precum on the head when he slowly stroked the foreskin back.
"Damn these are soaked," Doug said loudly, causing Joseph to look up. Doug was lifting his sweat soaked compression shorts up to his face, and gave a deep sniff of them right in front of Brett and Joseph. "These are ripe!" he yelled.
Joseph was mesmerized by all of this, not sure if this is how Tops always acted when they were alone together in the locker room?
Doug reached out his hand with the shorts and presented them to Brett. Brett took a deep whiff of the shorts and let out a moan. "Fuck man those are ripe, when did you wash those last?"
"Yesterday, man!" Doug said. "Isn't that crazy? I can work up this much of a stink in just one hour. Good thing there aren't any Bottoms here tonight. They'd be lining up to sniff my balls and get bred, and the last thing I need is another husband."
Joseph shook out of his funk-filled daze. Did Doug think he was a Top? Was it so rare that Bottoms came this late at night that it was just assumed everyone was a Top and they could let it all hang out and be as smelly as they'd like?
"Here man, you try," Doug said as he placed his funky shorts right in front of Joseph's face. Brett looked on in a mix of excitement and humor, as he wasn't sure how the Bottom would react to the face-first smell of a Top's ball and ass sweat.
"Oh...I..." was all that Joseph could say as his mouth was covered in the wet fabric of Doug's gym shorts. Joseph inhaled the ripe, salty smell and tasted the sweat of this muscle jock's cock and balls on his lips.
"What do you think man, I could get at least a couple of Bottoms with this jock stink, right?" Doug said as he smothered Joseph's face. "Well don't hog all the stink, man, I've gotta give some of this to at least one of my husbands tonight. Maybe I'll let a couple share and line them up and let them fight for my load."
Brett noticed how Joseph was about to lose consciousness from the smell of Doug's Top scent, and knew that they needed to get out of the locker room quickly. The last thing he wanted was for Joseph to fall under the spell of Doug and get seeded right there in the locker room.
"Alright, Doug, you have a good night," Brett said as he pulled Joseph up by the arm and guided him toward the door. "Fuck dude," Brett whispered to Joseph as they walked out the door. "You better control yourself or else you are gonna get in a lot of trouble with all of these smelly Tops around."
Joseph woke up from his haze a bit and looked at Brett. "Well you better protect me, then," he said with a bit of confidence, "so I don't go wandering off and find myself a Top to take me home. Or worse, get seeded in the showers when I say I'm gonna go get a drink of water..."
"Listen Bottom," Brett said as he pulled Joseph to face him straight on, "I'm here to get a workout and I don't have the time to be going on a scavenger hunt through the gym only to find you on your knees sniffing the feet of some Top who just finished his cardio. So you stay by me, understand?"
Joseph was so turned on by the confidence and dominance of Brett in that moment. And he was almost certain that as Brett was speaking with so much authority, his pits were leaking some pheromones as well. Joseph was under his spell!
"Yes sir," Joseph said playfully. And they made their way out int the gym.
For the most part, the work out was pretty uneventful. It was fun for Joseph to spend time with Brett out on the gym floor, but honestly, he was all business when it came to working out. So although he got distracted a few times by the scent of Tops that were working out nearby, he was able to get a good workout in and by the time they were done, the gym was almost empty.
"Good work out man!" Brett said as they made their way back to the locker room. Fuck, Brett smelled good. Joseph could pick up the scent of his pits and balls as they were walking, and was getting a little nervous as they made their way inside.
Would Brett shower tonight? Would it be weird to just leave so he didn't have to change in front of Brett? Would he even be able to control himself if he saw Brett's cock and got a sniff of his naked body?
Brett started stripping his shirt off before they even made it to the bench, and Joseph could see his sweaty back, full of muscles of course. Joseph took a deep breath, noticing that there was no one else in the locker room, and decided that he at least needed to stay and chat a bit with Brett. He was such a hot Top, and Joseph definitely liked him. He couldn't pass up this opportunity to at least build some friendship, although he really wanted nothing more than for Brett to bend him over and seed him right there on the locker room bench.
As Brett got his towel out of his gym bag, he started to laugh.
"What?" Joseph said, as he took off his shirt and laid it in his locker.
"I still can't get over what Doug did to you when you were sitting on the bench," Brett said, still chuckling. "God, I thought you were gonna faint! Was your hole leaking?"
"Shut up," Joseph said, pushing Brett a bit and smiling. He was a little worried though, about what Brett said about his hole leaking. Joseph was fully aware that his hole gave off a very strong scent, especially when he was horny. Did Doug notice?
"I'm surprised Doug wasn't able to sniff you out, he actually thought you were a Top!" Doug said.
"Stop, it was way unexpected and I was just trying not to fall over. He smelled so good, and his cock was huge," Joseph said.
"Yeah I saw you eyeing it, you think you could take it?" Doug asked.
"Ha, not right away, maybe if he ate my ass for an hour," Joseph said. "But you don't think..." Joseph hesitated. He was a bit self-conscious once again. Did Doug notice the smell of his hole? And if he did, why didn't he say anything? Did Tops not like the smell of his hole?
"Don't worry, Joey," Brett said, placing his hand on Joseph's shoulder. "You're such a cute guy and I bet you smell great back there. This locker room reeks of Top balls and feet, so he probably couldn't smell you over it all."
"Yeah..." Joseph said, looking down a little worried.
They stood in silence for a few seconds, as Joseph took his towel out of his bag and slipped off his shoes.
"I mean, if you are interested, I can give you my opinion of your scent," Brett said. "No funny business, just an honest opinion."
Joseph hesitated a bit, not sure if he'd heard Brett right. Did Brett actually just ask if he could sniff Joseph's hole? And if Joseph said yes, would he be able to control himself?
"It will be very chill dude, don't worry," Brett said as he put his hand back on Joseph's tense shoulder.
"I want you to feel sure about the smell of your hole, and whether or not a Top will really like it. And who better to do that than a Top you trust?" Brett said, smiling slyly.
"But what if someone walks in?" Joseph asked.
"Dude, you've really never been in a Top locker room before. Tops sniff each others pits, balls, feet, and asses all the time. They'll think we're just showing off how musky and masculine we are. They might even join in on the sniff fest!" Doug said.
Unable to respond with words, Joseph just looked around a bit. And nodded.
"Like I said, no funny business," Brett said, as he moved behind Joseph and placed both hands on Joseph's shoulders. His touch was soft, and he got very close, as Joseph felt Brett's chest brush his upper back.
Then he felt Brett's voice on his neck, "I can't get a very good whiff if you're standing straight up, Joey. Just drop your shorts and underwear and then bend forward against the lockers. I can sit on the bench and get my nose right in there"
This was not was Joseph what expecting, but by this point he was so entranced with Brett's masculine ways that he would do whatever Brett asked him to do. Joseph loosened his shorts and let them fall to the ground. He felt the coolness of the room touch his skin and it gave him a bit of a shiver.
"Oh dang, a jockstrap, huh?" Brett chuckled. "How did I not notice you put that on earlier? I guess you gotta be ready for a Top to seed you at anytime huh?"
Joseph panicked for a second. Was it that obvious that he was in heat and wanted a Top more than anything? I mean, that was the reason he'd been wearing a jock almost all the time for the past few weeks, so that Tops could smell his scent and he could be ready if he needed to be.
"I'm just giving you shit," Brett said, as he pressed Joseph's shoulders forward, guiding him toward the lockers, where Joseph rested his hands.
"All right, ass out boy," Brett said and Joseph complied with no hesitation. He had done this a million times with Donny, so he was technically lying when he said another guy had never sniffed his ass, but Donny wasn't a Top and didn't have the same appreciation for boy hole as Brett hopefully would. Joseph wanted Brett to like his scent so badly.
"Good boy," Brett said softly as he placed his hands on Joseph's ass, one hand per cheek. His hands were warm and soft on Joseph's lightly furry butt, and Brett gave a few light squeezes, like he was massaging it.
"Alright, I'm gonna just give it a good sniff and see what it's like," Brett said as he moved closer to Joseph's exposed hole...