Chapter 3: Rising Action
The men had been stuck in the closet for hours. The a/c had long been turned off and the heat was stifling. Frustrated, Derek said, "Dude, clearly we're both fine shirtless around other men. I'm taking this off." He took off his suit jacket and tossed on the floor. His blue oxford was soaked with sweat revealing he was wearing no undershirt. Adam's eyes widened in surprise. Seeing Derek, confident and stripped down, unleashed something primal in him. He felt his heartbeat quicken as he inhaled Derek's musky scent. It was an enticing mix of sweat and body odor.
Adam, swallowing hard, slowly rolled up his sleeves awkwardly revealing taut biceps. Derek's gaze immediately darted to Adam's toned arms.
"Quit trying to flex for me," Derek teased with a raised eyebrow. Derek slowly unbuttoned his oxford.
Adam's eyes widened further as Derek's hairy muscular chest came into view. He struggled out of the shirt, it clung to his skin. "Adam, I think I'm going to need your help," he laughed. Derek faced Adams direction and gestured his shoulders for help.
Adam stepped closer, and Derek reached back, steadying himself against Adam's shoulders. Adam grasped both of Derek's firm biceps; a ripple of electricity shooting through him in the process. Slowly, he removed Derek's shirt. It slid down Derek's arms, exposing his bare back.
Adam paused, fully aware of Derek's body heat radiating off him and the smell of the man himself, a mix of sweat. He saw the full pelt of back hair and his cock jumped. Adam said, "You're probably going to have to help me out of mine." Derek grinned mischievously and wrapped his arms around Adam's shoulders, his chest pressing against Adam's back. He pulled Adam closer so their bodies were touching before reaching around and undoing Adam's shirt buttons. Adam inhaled sharply as he felt Derek's fingers brushing against his chest.
Once all the buttons were undone, Derek slowly peeled away the shirt from Adam's shoulders. Adam moaned softly, feeling exposed and vulnerable. He looked at their reflection in the metal door. The dim light shone on their sweaty, naked upper bodies.
Derek breathed deeply, taking in Adam's scent. He leaned down, nuzzling the nape of Adam's neck before he whispered, "You weren't kidding about the no deodorant thing. I wonder which one of us is more ripe." Derek chuckled softly, his warm breath tickling Adam's ear.
Adam swallowed hard and gasped. He could feel Derek's erection pressed to the small of his back. "I uh, don't think it's a competition that anyone wants to win," he managed to reply as he tried to steady his breathing.
Derek spun Adam around and laughed, "Everything's a competition." He lifted his arm above his head revealing his sweaty, massively hairy pit. "Give it a sniff." Derek taunted Adam, his lust-filled eyes never leaving the sweaty, hairy pit before him. "Go on. I know you want to see what your deodorant-less buddy smells like."
Adam hesitated for a second before he leaned in and inhaled Derek's scent. The musky aroma of his sweaty armpit was overwhelming and intoxicating. The hair in Derek's pit was dark, curly, and plentiful.
Adam couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to bury his face in it. He inhaled deeply, taking in Derek's scent. It was sweaty, musky, and intensely male.
"You smell fucking amazing," Adam murmured, his voice husky with desire.
Derek grinned, pleased. "I know."
Adam hesitantly reached out and placed his hand on Derek's chest, feeling the heat and power of his body. He traced a finger through the hair on his chest, marveling at its softness.
Derek's physique was incredible - muscular and strong, yet with a softness that belied his rigorous workout routine. Adam couldn't help but be drawn in, feeling the electricity between them growing stronger.
"Now it's my turn to smell you. Raise your arms," Derek ordered.
Adam did as he was told, and Derek stepped closer, inhaling the raw scent of Adam's armpits. His body hair was soaked with sweat, a result of confinement for hours. Derek gripped Adam's sides, his thumbs brushing against his hard nipples. He leaned in close, speaking directly into Adam's ear, "Fuck, you smell so good."
Adam was panting heavily as Derek trailed his fingers down his arms, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their path.
The anticipation was overwhelming. His nerves were on edge and he was dying for Derek to take control.
Derek leaned in, his lips brushing against Adam's earlobe before he whispered, "I knew you smelled just as good as I do."
Adam gasped as Derek's hand found his crotch, squeezing his growing bulge. The thrill of being felt up in the supply closet, surrounded by boxes and cleaning products, fueled his lust even further.