the smell SeXStoRY

Once a football player got me tasting jock smell Now I have a pretense for sweaty man smell and I am not shy about it. The smell of a cowboys wet jeans after riding his horse is so good. Wet underwear with a taste of saddle and some man ass. This dude I know a construction worker wears only a jock under his pants, damn when he gets the urge to merge he will come over nice and sweaty, his shirt stained with his salt. I know what my prize will be. I will be coy. He likes to take it slow so he can unwind with a cold Bud Lite. He pulls his boots off and it only has the odor of wet leather. He unbuckles his belt and unbuttons his jeans he sits there drinking and talking. The hair of his bod is just getting dry it was matted before. I sit on the couch and my mind is racing. I am never to forward with him, he like to relax, knowing he is teasing me. On the second brew he lights his cig and I do too. Watching a baseball game with those studs spitting an scratching. I take a shot of tequila and he has a whiskey. It makes us glow. I rub my cig out in the ashtray and kneel in front of his crotch. I unzip it his fly and take a sniff, my juices start flowing more. There is a smell to cum and the room is full of it. No cig smoke, no brew smell just the wet. I open up his fly and he raises his hips and I pull them down. His jock is holding back a missile with the propellant full in his balls. I sniff again and lick his wet waist band. I got to have it. He pulls may head into his man area holding my head down like a rooster does to a hen when mating. I slobber all over it and pull the jock to one side and out pops his missile, dripping waiting for me take him away from this earth.. I lick his helmet all around savoring the jiss and smell. He pulls down his jock and I lick his balls nice a musky, he opens up more so I can stick my tongue in his hot man hole, it taste wonderful he begins to gyrate and my mouth goes down his penis all way to his balls, my tongue licking his shaft up to his head all this time while I form a vacuum. His stomach begins to tremble and his legs start to shake. I grab his balls and in my mouth is my vitamin and protein of man. His muscles relax like he is dead and he has his eyes closed. I get up and jack off on his chest, it stays there for awhile. Both spent we just take in the moment. Then suddenly he asks may I have another brew. We drink and have a smoke watching the end of the baseball game. 1