by Salome P
This is a TRUE story of how I became sexually involved with a straight construction worker and how I began my obsession with hot sweaty blue collar dudes. It was the late nineties, I was on a gay phone chat line, during the free happy hour. My message said I was looking for a dominant macho man to worship.
This guy started messaging me, he said his name was Rick and that he was a straight construction guy, looking for a feminin boy who would dress up as a girl for him . I wasn't a crossdresser but for this guy I was prepared to be.
He said his girlfriend whom he lived with wouldn't service him anymore, as she found him too sweaty and stinky after his work! I started salivating thinking of him! I asked him how he dressed for work. ..he told me in his rough blu collar voice that he wore jeans t-shirt and workboots..... I immediately asked him what color and size boots and soxx he wore. My message referred to my wanting to service a man's sweaty feet, so he knew what I was alluding to!
He had described himself as 5'10, 135 llbs, with black hair an green eyes, 32 years to my 29. He said he wore size 11 tan steel toe boots and grey woolen sox. I asked him how many days he wore the same sox and he said 3 -4. He said his girlfriend wouldn't allow his boots or sox in the appartment as they were too sweaty and stinky! I told him it wouldnt be an issue for me!
He said his girlfriend was out of town and would I go over to his place. I agreed and set out see him in the suburbs, a long way from downtown, with 2 subways and a bus. We'd agreed I'd dress there for him. I got there after an hour He let me in. I was delighted to see he was HOT he was, wiry and skinny, rough looking face with a 3 day stubble. I didn't have much to wear, just tights and a slip, make up and no wig!
He led me to the bedroom, asked me to dance for him while he lay on the bed, his arms behind his head. He was in his construction gear and the tan boots. I started dancing for him and as he drew me to him, I inhaled the strong odour of a working man, he'd obviously not showered for at least 2 days....no wonder his vanilla girlfriend objected! That manscent made me like a bitch in heat...
I was on fire, tingling in every part of my body! My nipples were erect and he grabbed a hold of my tits and started squeezing them! I have breasts that straight men always stare at!
He started sucking on my nipples, grunting and roughly squeezing my tits....He grabbed a hold of my face and started smooching me his tongue sucking on mine! He was obviously starved of attention and I was eager to worship him! He lazily had his arms behind his head... he could see the desire in my eyes, he grabbed my face and thrust it into his armpit! I gasped! His pit smelled of dust and grime blended with his strong manly odour!
' You love it don't you ?' He rasped! ' You love the scent of a real man, a hard working male who smells like a man! Taste my sweat my bitch, taste the flavor of a real man!' I started licking his armpits, they tasted salty! He growled as I ran my tongue over his pits. 'That's right,' he grunted ' savour the taste of a real man! My girlfriend hates my man stench, she won't touch me unless I bathe for half an hour, but for you I don't need to bathe, your tongue will clean me!'
After I'd licked his pits devotedly, he pushed my face into his chest, which had a blanket of thick black hair. I kissed hiss chest, enjoying the rough feel of his hair on my face. His chest was damp with his sweat which was all over my face. He rubbed by face up and down his chest, I was engulfed in his sweaty torso.
Afterward a while he got up from the bed and sat on a single sofa chair. He held my 2 arms and led me standing in front of his chair. ' Get on your knees!' he snapped, pushing me down in front of the chair, making me lie on the floor in front of his chair. He stretched his long legs on me till his boots were in my face!
