She smelled so badly. The whole room smelled.’ ‘Con funk, huh.’ Kelly guessed, amused. ‘That’s hilarious.’ ‘Con.. funk?’ Stephanie ech...oed dismally. ‘You know,’ Kelly laughed, lifting an arm and pantomimed wriggling fingers at the hollow of her armpit. ‘Con funk, s’what my friend called it a couple years back. Conventions attract all these.. social misfit types, and some of ’em have like, no hygiene. A lotta the time when you’re passin’ by the crowds you can get a whiff of it, of these like... I was really curious at the time to see what else was out there for sexual needs, but was always too shy to actually go out and try it, until one day that changed. I recently broke up with my girlfriend, and was pretty lonely at the time. I lived in a quiet neighborhood and knew pretty much everybody, atleast I thought I did. I would also go for walks during the evening and everytime I would go for a walk I would see the same people, and walk by the same houses and parks and so on. Right beside. I'm going commando tonight." He lowered his waist band toemphasize the missing underwear. I caught a glimpse of his pubes and whiteshaft pointing downwards."What are you wearing? A thong?" Alex asked, a little too interested for astraight guy."Good guess, but just plain `ole Hanes low rise. No glitz or glamourtonight." I lowered my waist band slightly."Are those red?" he asked. I pushed the shorts down lower, giving a fullview. "That looks pretty glitzy to me. Are they boxer briefs?" He asked.I. . not real, but sexy and powerful. Like, I don't really want a horse's dick, but I like the thought of it... it gets me wet. Does the thought of you doin' it to that girl's behind get you wet... uh, hard?"Answering with an exaggerated gesture, I "adjusted" my cock in my riding shorts and smiled. Jean and I had come out of the closet with each other... admitted our fascination with sexual things, our masturbation, peeing fantasies and anal eroticism. But we'd never actually "done it." We'd not.