"After an intense game of soccer, you and your friend Fred headed to the club's locker room to shower and change up, but on the way, you couldn't stop noticing Fred's musky and sweaty scent. It was intoxicating in a way that aroused you; it was the most manly smell that you had ever sniffed in your life. In the locker room, Fred noticed that you were staring at him sometimes."

"Hey, dude, is everything okay? You keep staring at me. Is something wrong? Do you need to tell me something? We should hit the showers before we leave." "Fred looked at you with an expression of concern before he raised his arms to remove his shirt, and a wave of Fred's musky scent from his hairy armpits washed over your nostrils, making you very aroused and hard. You tried to hide your arousal with a towel."