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My latest story about a passed out cowboy.on my thread Blue Collar worker butt smell....enjoy 
When I first experienced real life rodeo I was overwhelming to say the least. Since childhood I had watched televised rodeo events for one reason...the sexy stinky looking round butts on the rodeo cowboys. I was enthralled with just how well worn and dirty most cowboy's wranglers appeared. When I got up the nerve to finally attend a live rodeo here in New Mexico, where the real genuine cowboy thrives, I figured I could just hide behind my camera lens. I found it a difficult task once I was on scene though. I would get close to a group of them and I would be hit with a masculine sweaty smell in the air that would take away my concentration and send it to wondering about what it was like between their butt cheeks.
The task of hiding behind my camera did allow me to zoom in on some of the most handsome, sexy cowboys I had ever feasted my eyes on. Listening to their conversations...their cowboy twangs...their names, Cody, Blain, Butch, Colt, etc...just made my lust level go up even higher. I could feel as well as smell their cowboy pheromones everywhere. I had just finished shooting a group of shots around a cluster of cowboys sitting on the fence railing with their butts hanging over the edges when I spotted the most perfect pair of form fitting dirty Wranglers hugging a very sexy pair of very round glutes. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him. He was so beautiful and what made him even more attractive, was that he didn't even seem to know it or care.
Pretty soon I realized that I was shooting pics of his butt over and over again, forgetting about the rest of the rodeo participants. I finally refocused and went on with the rest of my day. After about five hours worth of wandering, lusting and wishing I could sniff just one of their butts through their dirty wranglers I realized the event was nearly over and I decided to leave. I didn't realize that the skies had darkened to the look of a summer storm about to unload from above, but made it back to my vehicle safely and before any rain had begun.
I then realized that someone, I had left my interior light on and was fearing the worse...and sure enough, my car was dead. Kismet, fate, plain simple luck, whatever you want to call it happened just like that as I got out of the car to open the hood. I stood frustrated and figured that a jump from someone would be my solution. My heart skipped a beat when I realized that the very first person nearby was the hunky cowboy that I had noticed earlier and had photographed more than any other cowboy there. Before I could ask him he approached me and with his cowboy twang beat me to it..."Need some help?" His deep green eyes penetrated me so deeply that I took a moment to reply. "Yeah I left my interior light on in my car and now its dead." I tried acting as nonchalant as I could being as I was so hot for him.
Up close, his masculine aroma was a welcomed scent. My thoughts of course went to his buttsmell...wondering, wishing, wanting. He brought my thoughts back to reality..."Well I believe I have my jumper cables in my truck...let me check." He was so warm and genuinely wanted to help me. Man I wanted him... I watched his extra masculine stride and his round big butt walk past me, saddle straddling his shoulder. He got to his truck only two aisles away from my car. He returned with his cables in tow. I reached out my hand to introduce myself and thought I would die when I felt the strength in his well calloused handshake. My kinky mind thought....boy would I love to feel that hand spanking my butt...
His name of course was Skyler...how could it not be the cutest sexiest name known to mankind? We went thru the steps to get my battery ready to charge, and at one point he was just inches from me and his strong musk nearly overwhelmed me completely...again, attempts to be nonchalant hopefully worked. Normally, I would have been completely upset and frustrated with the fact that my battery wasn't taking a charge from his battery, but his masculine cowboy ways made me happy that I knew he was going to help me further...I just knew it. Suddenly I was thanking my lucky stars.
And then the storm erupted fully with hail, thunder and torrents of rain. He told me that he lived just ten minutes away, and that my car would be safe in the parking lot in this part of town. He offered to take me with him to his home and then we could decide what to do after the storm subsided. I again as casually as I could said..."I would appreciate that." He had no idea.
I prayed that we would not get to his home and be met by a girlfriend or wife. He told me that he lived alone out on his ranch. That he was an only child and inherited the property from his parents when they died in an automobile accident a few years back. His home was very nice and cabin rustic with sprawling acreage all around. There were no neighbors close by from what I could see.
I asked him about how he had done in the rodeo competition, not really knowing much about it....he took my breath away with his response. "Well to be honest, don't know that my butt could of taken one more fall today...not my normal, but today those damned bulls were mean." I could now only think of his round white butt perhaps bruised...how I wanted to tell him that I would tend to his sore butt for him...oh I wished. By the time we were inside his home, the storm had grown in intensity. He turned on the television to check the news. The storm was going to be big overnight. He asked me where I lived, when he found out my home was over a hundred miles away with wide eyes and insistence in his tone he said..."Well I guess your just going to have to ride out the storm here...your welcome to spend the night. Me and this too big a house have plenty of room as you can see."
I was touched, I was horny and my mind began to get sexually devious thoughts...my mind excitedly thought...well if nothing else I can hopefully get a pair of his dirty underwear to sniff...I couldn't wait. I asked where his bathroom was and he told me that the downstairs restroom was being redone so I would have to head on upstairs and use his in his bedroom. I had pretty much mastered acting casual by then...but inside, my excitement that I was going to get to definitely get to sniff this beyond sexy cowboys underwear had me screaming in excitement inside.
Sure enough, when I got to his bathroom, a rather large one, I was thrilled to see a clothes hamper in the bathroom. I locked the door and didn't waste one second as I lifted up the lid...right on top of his other clothing, a pair of gray boxer briefs met my eyes and I grabbed them. I realized that my hands were shaking so much by then and that I had to calm down before I left the bathroom. His underwear was already inside out. No skid marks visable...when I raised them to my nose where his butt crack had been...I was overwhelmed by the level of masculine musk I found as I inhaled as quietly as I could. Just what I would of expected from such a hunk. I wished I could of masturbated right then, but I felt paranoid doing so right then. I replaced them into the hamper and remembered I really did have to pee.
He was a tidy guy. When I paid him the complement when I got back downstairs, he gushed..."Well Maria Elena gets all the credit, she comes in once a week...she even does my dirty laundry!" The irony in him mentioning his dirty laundry to me just after I had memorized his strong butt smell, which at that moment was still very much in my nostrils made me laugh...he had no idea what the laughter was tied to..."Well Maria Elena does a good job it seems!" He handed me a beer before I could say no and I sat down on his overstuffed leather couch. His cabin really was beautiful and he told me that his father had actually built it with his own hands, before he was born.
Hours went by and several beers later...he really liked his beer, he knew all about me and I him. He had been single since getting dumped by Sheila Mae a year earlier and had zero interest in going there again he said. He kept prying with me about my personal life and if I had someone...I kept diverting...part of me wanted to just take my chances and just blurt out that I was gay...I just didn't want to mess up what was going on with Skyler. I intentionally drank very slowly and watched him get very drunk. When he began nodding off, I asked him where my sleeping quarters would be. He said take any room...but best to take an upstairs room since I would have to use his bathroom. I liked that idea...sleeping near him. For some reason...I was wondering if he slept naked in that instant...yum...what a vision he must be naked.
I went upstairs to choose a room and intentionally chose the one next to his. I was only up there maybe ten minutes looking at all the other rooms, when I went back downstairs...Skyler was a sight to behold. He appeared to of passed out and was lying face down on his couch...his massive manly ass upturned and soooo inviting. My heart raced and I was thankful I drank so little. He was snoring ever so slightly...but my mind was in full horny devious mode now...that I even had this opportunity was hard to believe. I went into action, shaking him and calling out his name. No response, his snoring seemed to grow a bit was all. I wasted no time and placed my nose at the seam of his butt and sniffed very loudly pressing down. His odor was inviting and wonderfully musky...and even though he had no skid mark in his briefs in his hamper....his smell made me wonder if perhaps the pair he had on at that moment did have one...I wallowed in his strong butt smell.
I continued to sniff his butt and grabbed and kneaded his very round butt for about an hour...he really was knocked out but good. "Could I get away with pulling down his pants?" such a risk, yet the thrill of such a feat kept entering my mind. Again, I shook him hard and called out his name. I knew men that knocked out from too much alcohol just like he seemed to be doing. Screw it I thought...and reached around underneath him...I suddenly was so thankful that he wasn't wearing the big buckled rodeo belt that he had on earlier...he had taken that off and it now rested on his dining room table. I unbuckled his top button to his jeans, then unzipped his zipper...I did it pretty aggressively as he seemed so passed out. Then I began the task of pulling down his wranglers past his buttcheeks...I was so hungry for his fleshy butt that I just pulled down his jeans and underwear all at once...his big fleshy beautiful mounds of flesh were amazing....a tiny bit of butt hair on his cheeks and a tad more in his crack made me crazy for his ass as I placed my face between his cheeks. I was so daring that I know was on the couch between his legs face down so I could easily enjoy the feast of Skylers butt.
His scent was strong...perhaps from all day at the Rodeo...I wondered if he had not showered that morning before heading out...his butt smell was so strong...and there was skid mark smell...or a light shit smell that kept me wanting more of him...I pulled his big cheeks apart and stared at his perfect looking asshole. and began flicking my tongue over it. I enjoyed his slightly sourish taste, mixed with definite salty sweat. I pushed with all my might into his asshole with my tongue and rimmed him for what seemed like hours. I loved his cowboy butt smell intoxicating me as I continued to eat Skylers butt.
Then overconfidence on my part, with me pushing as hard as I could to get deep into him caused him to stir and suddenly Skyler was awake with my tongue in his asshole.
"What the fuck!...you got your tongue in my ass!" He swiftly bucked me off of him onto the floor and I watched his wild eyed intoxicated look as he stared at me yelling. "You fucking have a lot of nerve to pull down my pants and do what you were doing!" I ought to turn you over my knee and give you the spankin you so deserve!" In that instant, his threat didn't arouse me, but his anger actually had me scared...even more so when I realized he was going to go through with his threat! I felt the strength of his big manly hand grab my wrist and with little effort, pulled me toward his dining room table where he quickly pulled out one of his heavy straight backed wooden chairs and sat and again with hardly any effort yanked me across his lap, and quickly put one of his legs across the back of mine so that I was suddenly helpless to get away. I did try but his strength was not to be believed. He reached around and undid my pants and I wished I had chosen to wear a belt that day...to make it harder for him to get them down. He was so angry that he very rapidly in one swift movement, got both my pants and underwear down past my entire butt...he didn't waste an instant, and raised his hand and very rapidly proceeded to spank me without holding back. By the tenth spank I was nearly in tears begging him and saying how sorry I was, but he didn't let up at all. I had to just realize that this was happening and I could do nothing about it...I had never felt such pain in my entire life. I could feel heat rising from my butt as i finally just let myself kick, and cry like a child...then he stopped.
He pushed me off his lap onto the floor and when my naked butt made contact with the floor the pain was unbelievable. Then he stood towering over me and with a very reddened face said "So you like eating out my stinky butt huh!....well then...he undid his pants and pulled them down along with his briefs. He stepped out of them and proceeded to sit his big butt down onto my face and said eat out my ass now and you better do a damned good job or your getting another spankin!" With all of his weight pressed down onto my face I was in butt heaven. All I could smell was his ass and my tongue was able to get deeper up inside of him...I think because he had just spanked me and my butt was on fire that my level of horniness had peaked and when I realized he was jerking himself off I had such an intense orgasm that for a few moments I couldn't really function...and then he exploded onto my exposed navel area and it felt like he unleashed a great deal of cum...I loved listening to his manly groans. I found myself wishing that I had taken his load down my throat.
There then came an awkwardness, his butt still pressed down onto my face...was he gay? Was this just how he reacted because he really did like what he woke up to? Would I suddenly be thrust out of his home?
"That was so mother fuckin hot! Damn! i don't think I have ever cum so hard...don't think your going to be sittin very well for a few days...but you did deserve it!" he looked at me and gave me the sexiest cowboy wink...
When I first experienced real life rodeo I was overwhelming to say the least. Since childhood I had watched televised rodeo events for one reason...the sexy stinky looking round butts on the rodeo cowboys. I was enthralled with just how well worn and dirty most cowboy's wranglers appeared. When I got up the nerve to finally attend a live rodeo here in New Mexico, where the real genuine cowboy thrives, I figured I could just hide behind my camera lens. I found it a difficult task once I was on scene though. I would get close to a group of them and I would be hit with a masculine sweaty smell in the air that would take away my concentration and send it to wondering about what it was like between their butt cheeks.
The task of hiding behind my camera did allow me to zoom in on some of the most handsome, sexy cowboys I had ever feasted my eyes on. Listening to their conversations...their cowboy twangs...their names, Cody, Blain, Butch, Colt, etc...just made my lust level go up even higher. I could feel as well as smell their cowboy pheromones everywhere. I had just finished shooting a group of shots around a cluster of cowboys sitting on the fence railing with their butts hanging over the edges when I spotted the most perfect pair of form fitting dirty Wranglers hugging a very sexy pair of very round glutes. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him. He was so beautiful and what made him even more attractive, was that he didn't even seem to know it or care.
Pretty soon I realized that I was shooting pics of his butt over and over again, forgetting about the rest of the rodeo participants. I finally refocused and went on with the rest of my day. After about five hours worth of wandering, lusting and wishing I could sniff just one of their butts through their dirty wranglers I realized the event was nearly over and I decided to leave. I didn't realize that the skies had darkened to the look of a summer storm about to unload from above, but made it back to my vehicle safely and before any rain had begun.
I then realized that someone, I had left my interior light on and was fearing the worse...and sure enough, my car was dead. Kismet, fate, plain simple luck, whatever you want to call it happened just like that as I got out of the car to open the hood. I stood frustrated and figured that a jump from someone would be my solution. My heart skipped a beat when I realized that the very first person nearby was the hunky cowboy that I had noticed earlier and had photographed more than any other cowboy there. Before I could ask him he approached me and with his cowboy twang beat me to it..."Need some help?" His deep green eyes penetrated me so deeply that I took a moment to reply. "Yeah I left my interior light on in my car and now its dead." I tried acting as nonchalant as I could being as I was so hot for him.
Up close, his masculine aroma was a welcomed scent. My thoughts of course went to his buttsmell...wondering, wishing, wanting. He brought my thoughts back to reality..."Well I believe I have my jumper cables in my truck...let me check." He was so warm and genuinely wanted to help me. Man I wanted him... I watched his extra masculine stride and his round big butt walk past me, saddle straddling his shoulder. He got to his truck only two aisles away from my car. He returned with his cables in tow. I reached out my hand to introduce myself and thought I would die when I felt the strength in his well calloused handshake. My kinky mind thought....boy would I love to feel that hand spanking my butt...
His name of course was Skyler...how could it not be the cutest sexiest name known to mankind? We went thru the steps to get my battery ready to charge, and at one point he was just inches from me and his strong musk nearly overwhelmed me completely...again, attempts to be nonchalant hopefully worked. Normally, I would have been completely upset and frustrated with the fact that my battery wasn't taking a charge from his battery, but his masculine cowboy ways made me happy that I knew he was going to help me further...I just knew it. Suddenly I was thanking my lucky stars.
And then the storm erupted fully with hail, thunder and torrents of rain. He told me that he lived just ten minutes away, and that my car would be safe in the parking lot in this part of town. He offered to take me with him to his home and then we could decide what to do after the storm subsided. I again as casually as I could said..."I would appreciate that." He had no idea.
I prayed that we would not get to his home and be met by a girlfriend or wife. He told me that he lived alone out on his ranch. That he was an only child and inherited the property from his parents when they died in an automobile accident a few years back. His home was very nice and cabin rustic with sprawling acreage all around. There were no neighbors close by from what I could see.
I asked him about how he had done in the rodeo competition, not really knowing much about it....he took my breath away with his response. "Well to be honest, don't know that my butt could of taken one more fall today...not my normal, but today those damned bulls were mean." I could now only think of his round white butt perhaps bruised...how I wanted to tell him that I would tend to his sore butt for him...oh I wished. By the time we were inside his home, the storm had grown in intensity. He turned on the television to check the news. The storm was going to be big overnight. He asked me where I lived, when he found out my home was over a hundred miles away with wide eyes and insistence in his tone he said..."Well I guess your just going to have to ride out the storm here...your welcome to spend the night. Me and this too big a house have plenty of room as you can see."
I was touched, I was horny and my mind began to get sexually devious thoughts...my mind excitedly thought...well if nothing else I can hopefully get a pair of his dirty underwear to sniff...I couldn't wait. I asked where his bathroom was and he told me that the downstairs restroom was being redone so I would have to head on upstairs and use his in his bedroom. I had pretty much mastered acting casual by then...but inside, my excitement that I was going to get to definitely get to sniff this beyond sexy cowboys underwear had me screaming in excitement inside.
Sure enough, when I got to his bathroom, a rather large one, I was thrilled to see a clothes hamper in the bathroom. I locked the door and didn't waste one second as I lifted up the lid...right on top of his other clothing, a pair of gray boxer briefs met my eyes and I grabbed them. I realized that my hands were shaking so much by then and that I had to calm down before I left the bathroom. His underwear was already inside out. No skid marks visable...when I raised them to my nose where his butt crack had been...I was overwhelmed by the level of masculine musk I found as I inhaled as quietly as I could. Just what I would of expected from such a hunk. I wished I could of masturbated right then, but I felt paranoid doing so right then. I replaced them into the hamper and remembered I really did have to pee.
He was a tidy guy. When I paid him the complement when I got back downstairs, he gushed..."Well Maria Elena gets all the credit, she comes in once a week...she even does my dirty laundry!" The irony in him mentioning his dirty laundry to me just after I had memorized his strong butt smell, which at that moment was still very much in my nostrils made me laugh...he had no idea what the laughter was tied to..."Well Maria Elena does a good job it seems!" He handed me a beer before I could say no and I sat down on his overstuffed leather couch. His cabin really was beautiful and he told me that his father had actually built it with his own hands, before he was born.
Hours went by and several beers later...he really liked his beer, he knew all about me and I him. He had been single since getting dumped by Sheila Mae a year earlier and had zero interest in going there again he said. He kept prying with me about my personal life and if I had someone...I kept diverting...part of me wanted to just take my chances and just blurt out that I was gay...I just didn't want to mess up what was going on with Skyler. I intentionally drank very slowly and watched him get very drunk. When he began nodding off, I asked him where my sleeping quarters would be. He said take any room...but best to take an upstairs room since I would have to use his bathroom. I liked that idea...sleeping near him. For some reason...I was wondering if he slept naked in that instant...yum...what a vision he must be naked.
I went upstairs to choose a room and intentionally chose the one next to his. I was only up there maybe ten minutes looking at all the other rooms, when I went back downstairs...Skyler was a sight to behold. He appeared to of passed out and was lying face down on his couch...his massive manly ass upturned and soooo inviting. My heart raced and I was thankful I drank so little. He was snoring ever so slightly...but my mind was in full horny devious mode now...that I even had this opportunity was hard to believe. I went into action, shaking him and calling out his name. No response, his snoring seemed to grow a bit was all. I wasted no time and placed my nose at the seam of his butt and sniffed very loudly pressing down. His odor was inviting and wonderfully musky...and even though he had no skid mark in his briefs in his hamper....his smell made me wonder if perhaps the pair he had on at that moment did have one...I wallowed in his strong butt smell.
I continued to sniff his butt and grabbed and kneaded his very round butt for about an hour...he really was knocked out but good. "Could I get away with pulling down his pants?" such a risk, yet the thrill of such a feat kept entering my mind. Again, I shook him hard and called out his name. I knew men that knocked out from too much alcohol just like he seemed to be doing. Screw it I thought...and reached around underneath him...I suddenly was so thankful that he wasn't wearing the big buckled rodeo belt that he had on earlier...he had taken that off and it now rested on his dining room table. I unbuckled his top button to his jeans, then unzipped his zipper...I did it pretty aggressively as he seemed so passed out. Then I began the task of pulling down his wranglers past his buttcheeks...I was so hungry for his fleshy butt that I just pulled down his jeans and underwear all at once...his big fleshy beautiful mounds of flesh were amazing....a tiny bit of butt hair on his cheeks and a tad more in his crack made me crazy for his ass as I placed my face between his cheeks. I was so daring that I know was on the couch between his legs face down so I could easily enjoy the feast of Skylers butt.
His scent was strong...perhaps from all day at the Rodeo...I wondered if he had not showered that morning before heading out...his butt smell was so strong...and there was skid mark smell...or a light shit smell that kept me wanting more of him...I pulled his big cheeks apart and stared at his perfect looking asshole. and began flicking my tongue over it. I enjoyed his slightly sourish taste, mixed with definite salty sweat. I pushed with all my might into his asshole with my tongue and rimmed him for what seemed like hours. I loved his cowboy butt smell intoxicating me as I continued to eat Skylers butt.
Then overconfidence on my part, with me pushing as hard as I could to get deep into him caused him to stir and suddenly Skyler was awake with my tongue in his asshole.
"What the fuck!...you got your tongue in my ass!" He swiftly bucked me off of him onto the floor and I watched his wild eyed intoxicated look as he stared at me yelling. "You fucking have a lot of nerve to pull down my pants and do what you were doing!" I ought to turn you over my knee and give you the spankin you so deserve!" In that instant, his threat didn't arouse me, but his anger actually had me scared...even more so when I realized he was going to go through with his threat! I felt the strength of his big manly hand grab my wrist and with little effort, pulled me toward his dining room table where he quickly pulled out one of his heavy straight backed wooden chairs and sat and again with hardly any effort yanked me across his lap, and quickly put one of his legs across the back of mine so that I was suddenly helpless to get away. I did try but his strength was not to be believed. He reached around and undid my pants and I wished I had chosen to wear a belt that day...to make it harder for him to get them down. He was so angry that he very rapidly in one swift movement, got both my pants and underwear down past my entire butt...he didn't waste an instant, and raised his hand and very rapidly proceeded to spank me without holding back. By the tenth spank I was nearly in tears begging him and saying how sorry I was, but he didn't let up at all. I had to just realize that this was happening and I could do nothing about it...I had never felt such pain in my entire life. I could feel heat rising from my butt as i finally just let myself kick, and cry like a child...then he stopped.
He pushed me off his lap onto the floor and when my naked butt made contact with the floor the pain was unbelievable. Then he stood towering over me and with a very reddened face said "So you like eating out my stinky butt huh!....well then...he undid his pants and pulled them down along with his briefs. He stepped out of them and proceeded to sit his big butt down onto my face and said eat out my ass now and you better do a damned good job or your getting another spankin!" With all of his weight pressed down onto my face I was in butt heaven. All I could smell was his ass and my tongue was able to get deeper up inside of him...I think because he had just spanked me and my butt was on fire that my level of horniness had peaked and when I realized he was jerking himself off I had such an intense orgasm that for a few moments I couldn't really function...and then he exploded onto my exposed navel area and it felt like he unleashed a great deal of cum...I loved listening to his manly groans. I found myself wishing that I had taken his load down my throat.
There then came an awkwardness, his butt still pressed down onto my face...was he gay? Was this just how he reacted because he really did like what he woke up to? Would I suddenly be thrust out of his home?
"That was so mother fuckin hot! Damn! i don't think I have ever cum so hard...don't think your going to be sittin very well for a few days...but you did deserve it!" he looked at me and gave me the sexiest cowboy wink...
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Tell you what ... Cum on over. I'll take a nap. You can do me. I'll let you know.
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