Like the rest of his body, his ass is muscular, but at the same time it’s also covered in a layer of fat. I finally take notice when I open my eyes and find his ass inches from my face. I’m too busy wiping the sweat out of my face to see. “Oh how rude of me, let me introduce myself.” He says as he turns around with me still on my knees. The guy abruptly pulls my face from his crotch. “Yeah gonna mark you as my property with my dick sweat, bitch-boy.” He then starts criciling his hips, dry-humping my face. I’m gay so I can’t deny that I’m enjoying this, but I have to remember that this guy’s crazy. He blankets my face with his well-endowed bulge, forcing me to huff up his potent, personal man-musk. “Take a smell of a real man, bitch-boy” he says before grabbing my head and shoving my face into his hefty crotch. I glance up and see he’s sporting a malicious grin. I’m face to face with his yellow-stained, dingy, sweat-soaked crotch. He then pulls down his shorts and reveals that he’s wearing a jockstrap underneath. The bodybuilder then shoves me roughly to my knees, aligning my face with his crotch. The only thing your mouth should be doing is licking my sweat.” “Please listen-” I beg but he shuts me down again. I wanna spit out his lingering sweat in my mouth but I feel that will anger him.
He finally frees me from his other pit and I greedily gasp for cool, fresh air. Since you’ve been treating her like shit I’ve decided to make you into my own personal sweat-rag. “Yeah you taste that? That’s the taste of fucking with the wrong guy’s baby sister. I heed it and get to work, licking his sweaty pit. “Get to work or I’ll break every bone in your body, bitch-boy” he threatens. I can barely get out a whine before he’s shoving my face into it. I know I look a mess with my face dripping with his sweat.īut he cuts me off, “Oh no need to beg, I got another rank pit for you to service.” The guy grabs my head with his other hand and lifts his left arm, exposing his other pit. I feel his sweat and stray pit-hairs coating my tongue as I continue cleaning him.Īfter another minute or so, he pulls my face out of his pit. I start licking his pit and cringe at the bitter taste that overwhelms my taste buds. I can’t escape his powerful grip and I don’t want to enrage this insane bodybuilder anymore. I hesitantly stick my tongue out there’s nothing else I can do. The guy smashes my face harder into his pit and growls. He starts working my face up and down, covering it with his pit sweat. My mouth’s unfortunately open so I’m both tasting and smelling his pungent, salty b.o. My face is smothered in his sopping wet armpit. His left hand grabs the back of my head and shoves my face into his rank pit. The guy gets right in my face before lifting his right arm behind his head, exposing his sweaty, furry armpit.
But if you don’t remember her, maybe a stay in my swampy pits will jog your memory” “Oh she remembers you and she described you perfectly to a T. This only seems to anger the bodybuilder.
I don’t even know a Rachael” I try to reason. The man kicks my apartment door closed behind him with his foot, trapping me inside with him. “YOU! Because of your worthless ass Rachael’s been upset all week.” The man growls as he starts stalking towards me, forcing me to back up. “Yes” I respond since Willems’s my last name.Ī thunderous look forms on his face. “Are you Willems?” The man asks with a neutral expression. I break the awkward silence, “Um can I help you?” I also notice his body and clothes are drenched with sweat like he just finished working out, wierd. He’s wearing a red muscle-shirt and a blue pair of exercise shorts they’re helping to show-off how jacked his body is. Every inch of him is bulging with muscles he’s easily twice my size. I’ve no clue who the handsome guy is but he is insanely ripped, he must be some sort of bodybuilder. “How many times do-” my words die on my lips at the stranger I find on the other side of my door. I’m already scolding him as I open the door.
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I haven’t got a full night’s rest since he moved in. He’s jobless so I get no compensation, he eats most of the food I buy, and comes in at all times of the night, stinking of booze and waking me up. My aunt went to my mom and I relented under their combined nagging and let Casey move in. When he first asked to move in with me and I said no he went crying to my aunt. Even though we look like twins we couldn’t be even more different, and unfortunately he’s now living with me. It must be my deadbeat of a cousin, Casey. This story includes other raunchy stuff besides farting.