Just a guy that has always had a bellybutton fetish for as long as I can remember. Innies, Outies, Inbetweenies I love them all. Except mine. I’ve always thought mine was too shallow open and boring looking. I do however love for it to be played with, tortured and anything else the other person desires. All the pictures with #Tyler are mine, others are taken from the web. If you’d like them to be removed please contact me.
If I were able to have a dream career that actually existed it would be a navel inspector. Carefully studying/inspecting every inner crease, fold and inner depth of the umbilicus. As well as the probing the protruding umbilical flesh of outies.
I remember the first time I had my bellybutton touched and explored by another person. I was about 12 years old and my friend and I had just finished a soccer game. It was summer and we were shirtless and sweaty. We went back to his house and while he went to take a shower I laid down on his bed enjoying the cool air from his ceiling fan blowing down on me, wearing only my red nylon umbro soccer shorts sitting low on hips a inch below my white Jockey waistband. I was so relaxed and tired I fell asleep. The next thing I knew, I felt something touching my shallow bellybutton. I slowly opened one eye enough to see my friend kneeling beside his bed right by my bellybutton. He was slowly and softly exploring every part of my shallow crater, then traced down my light wisps of a treasure trial to my white Jockey waistband contrasting against my tan stomach. Tracing it from one side to the other, then back up to my bellybutton. This was the first time I had anyone touch my bellybutton and stomach like that and it felt so good I started to get a erection. I was afraid he’d see it through my thin nylon shorts so I pretended to slowly wake up and he jumped up and went by his dresser before I fully “woke up” and acted as if nothing happened.