Circling back to this story…

Part 1 is here.

So, my roommate went out of town this weekend to visit his family. I love when he’s out of town because I know I am safe from him coming back early.

I went up to his room on Thursday night and looked around for another crusty pair of undies. Unfortunately, I didn’t find any. I looked through his laundry hamper and then went to look at the couple of pairs of underwear laying across the bathroom floor.

They always have a very strong scent of laundry detergent. It’s almost as if he doesn’t sweat very much. But he works in an office and hasn’t been working out as much, so maybe it’s just a winter thing. Still, a bummer that they’re not musky and sweaty.

Anyways, he got back late Saturday night and I decided not to risk it on Sunday, unsure of how long his errands would take. But tonight (Monday), he went over to a friend’s for dinner. This was my chance. Maybe he came over the weekend. So I snuck back into his bathroom, now covered in even more underwear. I think there were five pairs, compared with the two I’d seen just a few nights before. The first pair was right next to the door, sitting at the front almost taunting me. It was pretty clean, no cum. Damn.

Then, I found another pair on the opposite end, near the wall. Maybe he was jerking off into this one in front of his toilet? But, no. Unfortunately it, too, was cum-free. I was just about to give up when I noticed a third pair barely poking out from under the first. It was mostly covered by a t-shirt, but these ugly plaid boxers were demanding I double check.

I didn’t feel any crusty dry cum at first, so I figured it was another bust. (Or… not? Haha) I was immediately let down but just before I placed the pair back down, I saw it - a glimmer of cumstain shining in the light. I looked closer - all up and down the fly of these boxers were spurts of dry cum. It almost looked like he wiped his dick from top to bottom to try and get rid of the load. Or maybe he had a wet dream and just kinda got it everywhere.

It wasn’t a massive load, but the amount of cum wasn’t small, either. There were maybe six or seven separate splotches of cum begging to be tasted. So, I sniffed it, and then began to lick up every drop. It was a tiny bit sweet and not really salty at all. I was kind of hoping for a stronger taste, but when I’m licking up cum I can’t complain.

I made sure to run my tongue over each spot a few times to get every last drop. It would be a shame to waste any of his cum. Hell, it already feels like a waste knowing that I’m not getting his loads fresh and warm. But I got to clean off his cumstained underwear, and carefully replaced his dirty clothes on the floor in a very similar order as I found them - I hope.

Now I just need to decide if I want him to notice or not. Maybe he will approach me about it and let me volunteer to help with his laundry? Or I can keep secretly sneaking in hoping that I’ll find a huge warm load waiting for me.

Help me out: what would you do and what do you think would happen if he found out??