My love of used condoms

Many years ago , I had just turned twenty , I moved out of home and into a one bedroom flat in the suburbs . Around that time my sexual curiosity was at its peak .Although I didn`t have a girlfriend , I had plenty of sex (free and paid for ) with both men and women. One day while out for my early morning jog I stopped at the local parks toilet block for a piss . I had heard that this was a local gay sex spot but had never been brave enough to go in at night but soon as I walked in I knew the rumours were true . I walked into the end cubicle and sat down and started to read the writing and pics on the wall and was hard as a rock in seconds. I noticed there was a used condom on the floor so I picked it up for a closer look . It smelled of stale cum , not putrid or off, maybe just a few hours old . Before I could even think what I was doing I was sliding it onto my cock . The feeling was fantastic, knowing someone elses cum was covering my cock soon had me adding to that beautiful slimy load . During the years I lived there I was a frequent visitor to that toilet and normally left with at least one condom. Sometimes I`d put them on before I left and jog home with a raging hard on , other times I`d wrap them in toilet paper and take them home . Occasionally after wearing them home I`d notice a shit stain on my jocks from the outside of the condom, but that just added to the experience as I sniffed them and jerked off in my new found treasure.