Maschalagnia is a fetish for armpits. I'm obsessed with men's underarms. Yum! Here's an autobiographical account of my secret fascination, including musings and tantalizing tidbits I have never shared before.
Greetings fellow armpit lovers! If you've read my blog posting My "Sock It To Me" Guys you know all about my secret list and the oh so naughty origin of its title. (To read it simply click on the yellow link.) Well, my list of hunky hits continues to expand.
I always like to reflect on my choices for the month. So, 2 of the 11 members this month had absolutely no armpit hair, 7 of 11 in the group had some sort of facial hair and their ages seemed to vary quite a bit. Guess I don't just prefer just one type of dish, I desire the ENTIRE buffet! Here are the hot guy photos that kept my interest and got me going for April 2018. Included are names if known and a brief description of what appealed to me about their mouthwatering underarms.
Clark Bockelman: Punk Rock Pits
Gabriel Loureiro: Studly Pits
Anonymous: Fun Time After a Night at the Dance Club Pits
Charly Poirier: Heartthrob Pits
Addis Miller: All Night Long Pits
Vinicius Silva: Sexy, Pool Boy Pits
Benjamin Godfre: Ready for Mischief Pits
Sam Lane: Ready to Rock Pits
Justin Leonard: Wet, Cotton Candy Pits
Anonymous: He's All That & Perfect Pits Too!
So fellow armpit lovers, do we share some of the same taste in men's underarms? Please contact me and let me know if anyone on this list ends up keeping you "busy" on a long and lonely night. --- It would be greatly appreciated and truly, truly turn me on. You're also invited to click on the following yellow links to view my previous lists of hotties: My Pit Picks for January 2018 , My Pit Picks for February 2018 and My Pit Picks for March 2018 . For my current and ever growing "Sock It To Me" list of men visit my Pinterest board @ "Sock It To Me" Guys.
(All photos for collage and individual pics found online.) Visit my Pinterest page for more armpit entertainment @www.pinterest.com/enriquehenry100 .
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So, I've been dreaming up a soap opera about guys with armpit fetishes who live in a small college town named Pits-Burg. The town is known for its many craters created by a large meteor shower centuries ago. Nowadays, the more popular craters are found under the arms of its sexy, male population.
NOTE: You may want to first read PITS-BURG: An Armpit Soap Opera (#2) andPITS-BURG: An Armpit Soap Opera (#5) to catch up with this particular storyline. --- Simply click on the links. The story continues: TWINS DAVID & DARIO There's a frantic knocking at the door to the small apartment overlooking the art gallery. Dario knows his roommate Paco isn't home, so he hurries and slips on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, then quickly combs his hair. He rushes out of his pitch-dark bedroom and straight to the front door.
He ultimately opens the door and is surprised to find a handsome stranger standing at the top of the stairs, looking somewhat shy and embarrassed.
Upon seeing Dario's face the unknown cutie is taken aback, "Whoa, you guys are the spitting image of each other!" "Oh, you must know my twin," Dario assumes. "We look so identical people always confuse us. However, I'm the one with the beauty mark above the eyebrow and I'm much, much better looking," he teases with a hint of flirtation. "Forgive me for staring. Hey hi there, my name is Theo Duncan. We've never met, but I'm your brother's new dorm-mate. David informed me you lived here, above the gallery, in case of emergency," the stunningly, handsome young man explains. [NOTE: Theo was introduced in PITS-BURG: An Armpit Soap Opera (#6).]
"Oh yes, hello Theo! I'm Dario," the twin greets him while shaking hands. "My brother told me you recently transferred to the college and you're going to be on the basketball team. Come right on in." "Thanks Dario, but I shouldn't. I've had a rather strange morning today, and now I'm afraid I'm about to ruin your Sunday afternoon," he regrettably reports. "Oh? Why, what's wrong?" the twin inquires. "Well, David's girlfriend is mad as a hornet," Theo warns. "His girlfriend!!!???" Dario loudly exclaims. "Yeah, she wants to talk to you. She came by the dorm looking for David, but he hasn't been there for a couple of days. I told her he did reach out to me on my cell phone to say he was alright. But, it turns out he hasn't been answering her calls," the uneasy visitor discloses. "Since you're his twin she figures you know where he's now hiding. The lady insisted I get in her vehicle and direct her to your apartment. She's pretty pushy and wouldn't take no for an answer, so here we are." "I see. Where is she?" Dario questions. "Right now she's trying to find a parking spot, but I thought I'd better run up here real quick and give you the head's up. I'm going to go find a nearby place to get some coffee and chill for the rest of the afternoon. Hey man, I'm sorry," Theo apologizes. He waves as he turns and dashes down the stairs, disappearing into the town square below, populated with local businesses.
Before Dario closes the door he hears the clacking of high-heels coming up the stairs and a familiar angry voice, "Where's your brother!? Is he hiding in your apartment? I deserve to know!" Dario cringes, "Vanessa!? Wow, what a surprise! I didn't realize you and my brother were dating again."
The gorgeous hellion stops at the doorway and discloses, "He was afraid you wouldn't approve." "And he was correct. I didn't approve back when he first dated you and I don't approve now," Dario informs her. "As you know, I've never been a fan of yours." "No need to apologize. I've never been a fan of yours either," the vile vixen retorts. "Now, tell me where is my boyfriend and what craziness has he been up to!?" Vanessa desperately wants answers and Dario desperately wants to protect his brother. Yet he feels somewhat guilty right now, so he tries not to right out lie to her, regardless of his ill feelings towards her. She continues, "Your brother went into hiding a few days go. I finally got him to confess that he'd been cooped up in some cheap 'no-tell motel'. After promising I wouldn't show up and bug him, he finally told me the name of the place where he was staying." "And you showed up anyway," Dario presumes. "Of course! " she smugly shrugs. "When I arrived I was furious! I asked him point blank if he had been entertaining another woman in his motel room." "Well, I'm sure he wasn't with another woman," he insists.
(What Dario didn't say was that he knew for a fact there was no other woman, because he was the one who had been entertaining his twin that day.)
"And oh my goodness, his room smelled like sex!" she informed him making a sour face. "Look Vanessa, David told me he hadn't taken a shower in a couple of days. What you were probably smelling was his overly ripe armpits," he says in an attempt to explain away the suspicious scent. (What Dario didn't mention was that his brother's body odor was so potent in that tiny motel room, it was impossible to smell anything else. Another secret he kept was that he rather enjoyed the fragrant pungency of his twin's underarms.)
She goes on, "Well, I immediately looked at the unmade bed and noticed there were several hair strands on both motel pillows, as if someone was squirming and writhing around. He boldly encouraged me to inspect the hair strains much closer and I had to admit, they all looked like his." (Of course the hair strands look similar. Some belonged to his twin, the rest came from Dario's own locks as they both tossed around and rubbed their heads against the pillows trying to control their ecstasy.) "I was determined to find proof he was cheating on me, so I went through a plastic bag of David's dirty clothes and pulled out a pair of his boxer-briefs. I held them up for scrutiny, and no surprise, I spotted evidence that he had climaxed," she proclaims accusingly. "And what did my brother have to say about that?" Dario inquires, apprehensive about the answer. She groans in disgust, "He told me some lame excuse that he was under a lot of stress and just needed to relieve some tension."
(His brother certainly did relieve tension,... over and over again. And so did Dario.)
Vanessa continues, "We argued, because I was sure he was still keeping secrets. I was so mad I finally left. This morning I drove back to the motel, but he's no longer staying there. I tried calling him several times and yet again he wouldn't pick up so, I went to his dormitory. His new dorm-mate said David hadn't been there for days. And long story short,..." "Too late," Dario quips. She ignores him and finishes, "After much persuasion, Theo led me here." He carefully crafts his next question, "Vanessa, if my brother wouldn't tell me about you two dating again, why would he tell me where he was hiding and why?" "Look Dario, I don't expect any kind of sympathy from you, but I'm hurting and I just don't understand," she tells him with a sympathetic crack in her voice. "Things were going really well between me and David until he became obsessed with trying to get into that stupid college fraternity. Just because mega millionaire Oscar Arco was once a member of that fraternity he thinks he also has to become member. Your brother's totally freaking out." "Well, as you probably know, David feels it's important to him, because of his future business plans," he reminds her, trying to muster up some patience and empathy for her.
(Dario is tempted to confess, that what's truly freaking out his straight twin is that the new pledges have to lick and suck the armpits of the fraternity brothers. Which is why nervous-natured David thinks it's necessary for his gay brother, to give him a few one on one private lessons.) "Well, you've been no help. Anyway, if you see that fink of a brother of yours tell him, I'm leaving town for a few weeks. He's not the only one who can disappear," she informs him as she turns to leave. The bitter beauty pauses then looks back to add, "I'd like to say it was a pleasure seeing you again, Dario. But I won't, because that would be a lie." "Goodbye, Vanessa," Dario smiles, "Hope you remember where you parked your broom." He slams the door and breathes a heavy sigh. His body is shaking with anger and nerves. The door to Dario's bedroom is opened, but the lights are out. From out of the room's shadows someone cautiously walks out into the living room. "Is she gone?" quietly asks the young man. As he steps into the light it is reveled to be David, wearing nothing but a pair of dark briefs.
"Yes, the she-devil's gone," he informs his relieved twin. "Vanessa told me the two of you got back together. Davy, why in the world did you keep that a secret from me?" "I was afraid you wouldn't help me with my lessons if you knew I was currently involved. Besides, you two never got along," he confesses. Quickly changing the subject David urges his brother, "Let's go back into your room, Bro. I need some more tutoring." He proceeds to dotingly pull Dario's tee up over his head and tosses it to the floor.
David then grabs the younger twin's hand and leads him back into the dark bedroom. "Come on, the fraternity initiation day is almost here," he reminds him. Dario doesn't answer, he merely follows were he is led. "I soooo appreciate what you're doing for me, Darito. Please don't be mad," he pleads. "I love you forever, dear brother." Dario dutifully responds, "And I love your forever too, dear brother."
The bedroom door slowly closes.
[TO BE CONTINUED.]
Models Marcos & Maricio Patriota
All photos found online. The dynamic duo featured in the pics are Brazilian male model twins, Marcos and Marcio Patriota, whom I've cast in my mind as the brothers in my soapy fantasy parody. --- Wow, the guys are smokin' hot! I also did a little fantasy casting when it came to the roles of Theo & Vanessa. Pictured are actors Nathan Owens and Camila Banus.
Interested in more naughty, soapy underarm drama? Simply click on the following yellow links to read related stories:
Visit my Pinterest page for more armpit entertainment @www.pinterest.com/enriquehenry100 . Feel free to leave a comment below and share you own pit memory or fantasy. Plus, don't forget to press the Follow button to keep up with my latest posts. NOTE: This story is entirely a work of fiction. Any similarity to any persons (living or deceased) is strictly coincidental, and no identification of any kind with any such person is intended or implied.
One thing I love almost as much as men's underarms is a fun soap opera. Right now for PITS-BURG, I'm working on 3 ongoing, connected armpit soap storylines: the lustful novela of PACO & HIS BROTHER-IN-LAW, PAUL,the steamy story of TWINS DAVID & DARIO, plus the curious kinky tale of"CLIP" & THE BASKETBALL TEAM. You'll find these online, fictional dramas posted regularly as part of my blog.
I enjoy reading the magazine SOAP OPERA DIGEST to learn behind the scene tidbits of my favorite shows. So I thought it might be interesting to share a little insight into my sexy, soapy pit drama and its quirky inspirations. In this particular posting I want to cover the story of the forbidden temptation between a sexy camboy and his hunky brother-in-law. NOTE: You may first want to read PITS-BURG: An Armpit Soap Opera (#1) , PITS-BURG: An Armpit Soap Opera (#4) and PITS-BURG: An Armpit Soap Opera (#7) in order to catch up with this storyline. --- Simply click on the yellow links.
MY INSPIRATIONS: The idea for PACO & HIS BROTHER-IN-LAW, PAUL came from a few things: Number One - This hot, hot photo (featured below) which I found online!
The picture of his raised armpit alone is worth a thousand words or more. In fact, if it weren't for this photo, there probably wouldn't be an armpit online soap opera of which to speak. Number Two - A certain lonely night in the Fall of 2017, when I had a fun chat room encounter with a beautiful camboy named Alec. You can read all about it on my blog posting: Alec & His Online Pit Show. --- Simply click on the yellow link.
Number Three - I've often wondered, "What happens when a seemingly straight guy becomes enamored with his gay brother-in-law?" The reverse has happened to me in real life. Now, I never had a thing for my sister's husband, however I did have a crush on a few of her boyfriends when I was a teen. In fact, one beau and I had a little questionable, massage encounter with each other after he broke up with her. MY "CASTING" CHOICES: I always have sooooo much fun fantasy casting for PITS-BURG: AN ARMPIT SOAP OPERA. The guys I ultimately select need to have several shirtless armpit photos available online. So I had to decide, "Who would captivate the imagination of such a hunky, cyber-Romeo?" Well, Brazilian super model Marlon Teixeira immediately came to mind. In fact, he was my only fantasy choice for the role of Paco.
Male Model Marlon Teixeira
His pictures are flirty and sensuous, plus he always peeks my interest. And let's be honest, who wouldn't want to spend all night staring at sexy online photos of this seductive stud.
Check out Marlon's sexy interview video below on YouTube. If you don't speak Portuguese you probably won't understand what he's saying. However, trust me, you won't care about the language barrier after a few seconds of looking at this gorgeous guy and his yummy armpits. --- Just play the video below.
As for the fantasy role of Paul, it took me a while to find out the identity of the hunky model in the inspiring photo. After days of several failed attempts at identifying him via online searches I was ready to give up. Did you know, I actually toyed with the idea of using the chest and underarm images of a look-a-like double instead? Fortunately, I finally found out who he is: French man Flo Mulot.
Male Model Flo Mulot
In my opinion, the manly model, fitness buff and rock drummer Florian "Flo" Mulot has the IT factor. He also possesses a tinge of "the look of longing" I was hoping for the character of Paul, the former pro baseball player turned car salesman.
Check out Florian's jam session with a buddy on YouTube. The beat is sexy and would make a perfect soundtrack for the Paco & Paul episodes or simply for listening along while seriously admiring photos of Flo. --- Just click the video below.
THE FINALE: Paco and Paul were the first characters introduced on PITS-BURG: AN ARMPIT SOAP OPERAand it has always been my plan that they be the last two characters featured on the finale, currently scheduled for this summer. I'm excited for the weird and hopefully wonderful ending to the soapy underarm drama.
ANOTHER CAST ADDITION:
Lastly, here's a sneak peek at a hot fantasy character set to join the armpit soap. He'll soon be interacting with Paco and Paul. Can you guess who the "bad boy" character will be? Well there you have it, my second behind the scenes look at PITS-BURG: AN ARMPIT SOAP OPERA.What do you think? I truly hope you're enjoying reading the stories as much as I'm enjoying writing them for you.
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Paco Puts On His Brother-In-Law's Smelly Dress Shirt
So, I've been dreaming up a soap opera about guys with armpit fetishes who live in a small college town named Pits-Burg. The town is known for its many craters created by a large meteor shower centuries ago. Nowadays the more popular craters are found under the arms of its sexy, male population.
The story continues: PACO & HIS BROTHER-IN-LAW, PAUL The intense hug between the two men is electric. There, standing in the middle of his sister Petra's living room is Paco, dressed in a flimsy, revealing tank top, clinging tightly to his sister's husband, the masculine and currently shirtless Paul. They stand still and silent, neither wanting to let the other go, but each man afraid to make the next move. Suddenly, Paul's cell phone rings inside his pants pocket, with a strange "VA-ROOM! VA-ROOM!" sound of a car motor revving up for a race, followed by a few measures of a raucous, rock and roll tune. The bare-chested hunk flinches and forces himself to pull away from his young brother-law's fervent embrace. With eyes appearing ready to weep, Paul places his hands firmly on Paco's exposed shoulders and apologizes, "Hey Pac-Man, I'm so, so sorry. That obnoxious ringtone means it's work. I usually don't get calls from the dealership when I'm off, unless it's some kind of emergency."
Paco too is disappointed. "No, I understand, man," he halfheartedly insists. "It's alright, go ahead and answer your phone." Paul stares longingly at the young man. His strong arms ache for another hug from his wife's gorgeous, gay brother. With tears welling up he whispers, "There's so much I need to tell you." "VA-ROOM! VA-ROOM!" the ringtone once again blares, accompanied by that grating rock beat. In a frustrated huff, the tattooed Adonis pulls the annoying cell phone out from the pocket of his sweatpants and answers, "This is Paul." He motions to his young guest that he'll return shortly and leaves the room listening to the voice on the other end of receiver.
In the meantime, Paco nervously paces the floor as the gravity and scandal of the situation hits him hard. "Estou tão confuso!" he blurts out in Portuguese, confused and tempted to finally dash out the front door. His mind is racing and overwhelmed as he begins an inner-dialog to figure things out: "What in the world are we doing!!?? The guy's my sister's husband! I've known him since I was a teen and not once has Paul acted this way before. And what about me!? I've never behaved this way towards him either. But then again, he's never held me in his arms with his shirt off. Man, that's the hottest body I've ever seen in my life,... and boy oh boy, have I seen lots of hot bodies!" He continues to pace and ponder, and ponder and pace: "Wow, how crazy is it that my own brother-in-law might be my secret admirer!? Or is it his obnoxious, gay brother Peyton using Paul's home computer? But hold on! PassionatePascal is soooo flirty and romantic online! I can tell he's really into me. Peyton on the other hand is self-centered, obnoxious, immature and raunchy. However, whenever PassionatePascal visits my chat room he's a perfect gentleman and such a major turn on. I love it when he refers to me as his 'Pretty One'."
Re-entering the living room, Paul startles his brother-in-law, "Hey Paco, I apologize, but one of my biggest clients is on his way to the car dealership. He wants to buy several vehicles for his business and he insists that I have to be the one to sell them to him. The guy's really into sports, so he and I bonded talking about my years as a pro baseball player. He's extremely wealthy. This transaction's gonna be huge for the company." Seeing the sad expression on the beautiful young man's face, Paul interrupts his own rambling, "But Pac-Man,... I really, really was hoping we could talk. I feel so terrible just leaving like this." Paco assures him, "No problem. Maybe some other time. Besides like I said, I have to take off anyway. Don't worry about me; go sell some cars." Ouch, that last statement cuts to the quick. Paul doesn't want to make his brother-in-law feel that he doesn't matter, yet he knows he has to leave as soon as possible to meet the client. He asks, "Can you wait a minute longer while I change?"
"Sure," Paco softly agrees.
Paul hurries to the bedroom to fix his hair and put on a fresh, new dress shirt from the closet. However, he puts back on the business suit he wore earlier. From the living room Paco loudly inquires, "So, who's this mega business tycoon with the deep pockets!?" While he finishes getting ready, Paul hollers back, "He's millionaire Oscar Arco!"
The young man is momentarily motionless and stunned. You see, Oscar Arco is no stranger to the adult website performer. Paco and every camboy on Pit Boys Live knows the kinky, ruthless, self-made millionaire. Paul returns to the living room, looking dashing in his business attire. He makes a suggestion, "Look, I've already caused you to be super late for work. Why don't you go grab a shirt from Peyton's guestroom closet and put it on over your tank top so you don't have to stop by your apartment to get a shirt." "Well okay, thanks," Paco agrees. He feels a little embarrassed for the fib he told earlier about having to leave for work in order to get away from the awkwardness. Still, he figures he'll borrow the shirt to play out the rouse. "I gotta rush. Here's a spare key to the house," Paul offers, tossing the key to the forlorn fellow. "Just lock the door on your way out." He looks into Paco's sad, confused eyes and once more apologizes, "Hey, I'm soooo very sorry. I feel terrible. How I wish we could talk. There's so much to say." "It's alright, really. Go ahead, we'll talk later," the young man reassures him. Paul resists the temptation to give his alluring brother-in-law another hug and reluctantly walks out the front door. Catching his breath, Paco turns and heads down the hallway. On his way to the guest room, he is distracted by something he sees as he passes the open door to the master bedroom belonging to Petra and Paul. There, discarded and tossed on the luxurious bed is Paul's white dress shirt, the one he took off when he arrived from work. Paco enters the room and walks gingerly towards the king sized bed. He hesitates for a moment, then peels off his tank top and reaches for the shirt on the mattress. It feels soft and expensive, plus a bit damp with sweat. With his heart racing, he goes to the full-length dressing mirror by the closet and puts on his brother-in-law's smelly, dress shirt.
Then, as if caught in the middle of a dreamlike daze, Paco slowly and seductively raises an arm above his head. It unavoidably excites him to see the reflection of himself wearing Paul's used work shirt. It's as if the hunk's manliness is enveloping him.
Paul's job at the car dealership usually has him showing vehicles to customers outdoors on the lot while dressed in his shirt, suit and tie. Often the weather in Pits-burg is hot, so he regularly perspires under his coat and shirt. Thanks to the heat of that day, and the fact that the he-man never wears an undershirt, Paul's masculine cologne and the fragrance of his warm and sweaty hairy armpits permeate the underarms of the shirt's sleeves. The lingering fragrance is way too tempting to resist, so Paco buries his nose in the lifted armpit of the garment and keeps it there until he commits the scent to memory. The sexy stink delights Paco. In a moment of immense arousal, he undoes his jeans and lets them drop to the floor around his ankles.
It's all is too much to bare. The possibly of Paul being PassionatePascal, the flashback of hugging Paul's rugged, bare torso, the elation of seeing himself in his brother-in-law's work shirt, plus the musky, manly scent of Paul's cologne and underarms becomes too stimulating for Paco to physically hold in. He looses control and comes to a magnificent, powerful release. Suddenly, from the bedroom's doorway comes a shocked voice, "And, what do we have here!!!???"
[TO BE CONTINUED.] (Photos all found online. The hunky model I'm dreaming of to play Paul is "ooh la la" French hottie, Flo Mulot. That's hot, Brazilian male supermodel, Marlon Teixeira whom I'd love to cast as Paco in my fantasy soap parody.)
Feel free to leave a comment below and share your own pit memory or fantasy. Plus, don't forget to press the Follow button to keep up with my latest posts. NOTE: This story is entirely a work of fiction. Any similarity to any persons (living or deceased) is strictly coincidental, and no identification of any kind with any such person is intended or implied.
