Chapter One
Terry the college boy next door came by while I was doing yard work and patio repairs. "How's school going Terry? Hey could you hand me that tube of glue over there?"
"Sure Joe. Oh school is going fine." With a deceptive motion Terry took the lid off the tube and passed it by his nose as if checking to make sure the glue was still good. He handed the tube and the cap to Joe.
Joe was thinking his eyes were deceiving him or maybe his mind was exaggerating but he thought he saw Terry take a whiff of the glue. Terry was a good young man and Joe tried to erase his thoughts about that, after all Terry was one of the few around here who had earned his way into college and made good grades. Joe glued down the panels and while he held them in place to dry he handed the tube back to Terry to put it up. Again unless his eyes were deceiving him the tube passed by Terry's nose.
"Terry would you mind putting gas in my mower while I hold these panels to dry and we talk?"
Terry said, "Sure."
Oddly enough Joe thought he saw the same motion with the gas can spout, almost like Terry was cupping his hand to get a good whiff. After a few minutes Joe thought he would test his theory and prove himself wrong. "Hey Terry when you are done, bring the gas can over here and we will chat for a while, eh?" Terry walked over almost as if following the gas can in his hand. He gave the can to Joe and his eyes followed the can as Joe held it and chatted. Terry sat in the outside chair across from Joe.
Joe said, "I may have bought some bad gas, would you mind smelling it to see? It doesn't smell like regular gas."
Terry quickly leaned forward as Joe held the can and spout close to him. Terry cupped his hand over the nozzle and took in a deep breath of fumes. He sat there slightly swaying, but didn't say anything.
Joe noticed that the whole time Terry's eyes had been somewhat glazed since he came over. Fearing the gas can and not fully trusting his test results, he offered the tube of glue. "I don't think this smells quite right either, do you?" and he held the tube in front of Terry.
Terry couldn't grab the tube so he leaned forward and cupped his hands over the tube nozzle and drew in a long deep sniff.
Since Terry was not saying anything Joe figured Terry was a huffer but he could not tell how bad. Holding the tube in front of him Joe asked, "Do you want to smell it again?"
Terry said, "Yes."
Joe held the tube just in front of him about navel high. With no embarrassment, Terry leaned forward and close, and compellingly huffed the tube again. This time Joe kept the duration short and pulled back on the tube.
Terry was holding his breath and looked from the tube to Joe's eyes with a pleading look. Still curious Joe held it close to his body and said, "You can have another if you close your eyes while you are doing it and then give me a thank you hug on my stomach." To his surprise Terry obediently closed his eyes until he could smell the glue, got a whiff, and then he planted his face on Joe's stomach and hugged him.
"Here, keep your eyes closed and give me another hug on my clothes." Joe pulled Terry's head and laid his face on Joe's jeans. "Sniff my clothes first and it will help you get higher on the next hit." By now it was obvious that Joe knew Terry was addicted.
Terry sniffed the jeans. Joe adjusted his head up and down a little. Sure enough the smell of the jeans and body odor gave Terry a little more thrill.
"Here is another hit, keep your eyes closed. If you show me you are eager, you will get plenty." Joe gently slid Terry's face up and down the front of his crotch. "Make your lips like a fish for a minute." He pressed Terry's lips against each of his balls through the jeans and then up his hardening dick to the top and pressed his lips against the jeans at the top. He held Terry's nose in his zipper flap and pressed his lips gently against the zipper and said, "sniff." Joe couldn't believe himself. He had now proved that Terry was addicted but now it was like he was taking advantage of Terry.
Joe gave Terry another sniff of glue. Holding his face and lips against his hard on, he asked, "These jeans are rough aren't they? Nod your head up and down to say yes."
Terry wobbled a bit and nodded, "yes."
He guided Terry's face and lips up and down his jeans over the shaft. "Don't you think cotton would be a little softer? Nod your head yes."
Terry nodded "yes."
Joe pressed Terry's lips against his hard on through the jeans. Pressing Terry's head with one hand he pulled down his zipper so Terry could feel it unzipping with his lips through the zipper flap. Then he unsnapped his jeans and let them down enough to expose his cotton briefs. He gave Terry another sniff. Terry was getting more and more unsteady. "Show me you are eager. Pucker your lips again and let me hug your head against me some more."
Joe pressed Terry's lips against the cotton over his dick. He rubbed Terry's head down his shaft to his balls and made Terry kiss them through the cotton. He gave Terry another sniff. "Now Terry sniff my balls right there the natural odor will help you get higher. It is a natural high. Now make your mouth into a big circle. Let's see if it will fit over my balls." He guided Terry's head around and over his balls then up to his dick head and back down to the balls. "lick my leg skin by the underwear band and then smell it. It will get you high."