He totally would have that acrid, onion-y aroma to his pits. A guy like this wouldn’t be caught dead using some scented deodorant and, for the uninitiated, there is a difference between the hot acrid/onion-y aroma of unscented armpits and BO (although a bit of BO isn’t bad if you’re getting into the sex thing).
The jock is definitely well-used and even if clean would carry that grimy funky cock-ball-piss-sweat aroma. Damn!!!
This guy has raunchy little piglet stamped all over him. For him, sex is not about tender romantic interludes, it’s about the rut, about gettin’ down and nasty and rough and sweaty, lots of spit worked up sucking hard on a dick, sliding a wet hard cock all over his face (or his wet hard cock all over yours!), tonguing up into a clean but sweaty ass crack, teasing his vulnerable pucker open with your tongue and slipping up inside that warm moist channel, feeling the smooth engorged walls of his ass clamp and shiver along your tongue as he groans and grinds his hard tight butt up against your burrowing face, his hand pressing up against the back of your head, pushing you further in between his ass cheeks.
I’d be torn between him keeping those hot black boots on so I could caress the warm leather and run my tongue all over it or sliding it off so I could bury my face into the top of the boot and inhale the soft warm aroma of leather, flesh, and grey wool work sock made slightly damp by being inside the boot all day. Maybe keep one boot on and pry the other off? Hmmmmm…..
A hot little stud like this would be awesome to bend his legs back over him and ram my cock up his ass and fuck him deep and hard, my sweat dripping down off me onto him and mingling with his own as he writhed and twisted and humped up under me, needing more cock fucking his ass, desperate for it, his cock bouncing and oozing pre-cum, right on the verge of shooting without even being touched.
Or me straddling him, sitting back on his hard cock, my anal muscles sucking his cock up deep into my guts, riding his cock by pushing up off my knees and back down, my own cock twitching inches from his face as he gripped my hips and slammed me up and down his cock.
Gripping my cock tight I flog it as I grunt and swear, feeling his cock bouncing off my prostate, until with a roar I feel the cum race up through my shaft and ejaculate all over his punk face. He loves it, sticking his tongue out to catch the last few volleys, running the tip around his lips to scoop up the warm fresh cum, then rubbing the rest of it into his skin, all over his face.
Then, of course, there’s seeing this tight little studlet getting gangbanged…..!!!
