The smell of Marco

Before I start the story, I would like to express that I only promote the practice of safe sex. Protect yourself and get tested regularly to avoid the spreading of any sexually transmitted diseases. That being said, in the fantasy world that we about to enter, such diseases don’t exist. Therefore your discretion is advised.

It was a very hot and humid day in August. I just finished a 10 hour work day in the office and dreading the commute home already while stepping out of my office. I can’t imagine the horror of being cramped up together in a subway without any air con during rush hour.

So I’m contemplating about ordering an online taxi from an app. I made the decision fairly quickly when I stepped out of my office, the sun and the humidity smacked me in the face. So I quickly grabbed my phone and ordered an online taxi.

About 4 minutes later, a black car shows up with the same plate number as displayed on my screen so I hopped in and sat down. I noticed that the car is oddly warm on the inside, then the driver greeted me, “Hi there! I’m Marco, thank you for ordering through our company. As a safety precaution, are you Ben?”

“Hi Marco, yes I’m Ben. Just finished working and now going straight to my place. Can’t be bothered with public transport in this heat. By the way, can you please turn the air con on?”

“Oh yeah, sure! Sorry I forgot to turn it on. I try to save up some energy and just crack my window open when I’m running empty. It’s a challenge though today because it’s unforgivingly hot and the car is black so it absorbs more heat but hey, anything for the environment, right?”

I chuckled a bit when he said that and thanked him for turning the air con on. I paid more attention to him when he spoke earlier and noticed that Marco is an attractive guy. He looks well built, judging from the tight grey shirt he’s wearing. He has dark scruff on his face and a strong jawline, which are both my kryptonite. He’s not dashingly beautiful like an actor, but more like that handsome guy you see while buying groceries or in a Mall somewhere that makes you immediately think, damn, the universe blessed this guy well.

While I was lost in my train of thoughts, I noticed that Marco is telling a story about the traffic and how it doesn’t help with the heat since the breeze is not enough to sustain him only from a cracked window. He seems to gesture a lot while speaking, which made me noticed the dark patch under his arm.

Not long after that I’m greeted with a manly smell that I assume to be his. His armpit is conveniently placed almost exactly opposite of the air con, which pushes his smell to the back of the car. I start to adjust my sitting position accordingly because I know that this is such a powerful sexual trigger for me. I try to sneakily breathe in deeply while nodding and giggling through his story.

The more I breathe in, the more I’m obsessed with his smell. It smells so manly, powerful and demanding. Of course this triggers a stir in my groin and it’s starting to push against my linen pants, which makes me quite uncomfortable sitting down. So I adjusted myself again to sit a bit diagonally so I can also stare at his face while huffing his stench. He then stretched his arm to the seat next to him, exposing his wet patch in front of the AC and turns back to me. He said, “Hey are you okay? You don’t look like you’re comfortable. If it bothers you I can also be quiet and just drive you home in silence. You just have to tell me.”

“No Marco it’s okay. I like hearing stories, I’m just a quiet kinda guy but I enjoy listening to people. So yeah, tell me more. How long have you been driving with the online company?”

He answered me with short sentences afterwards, which I found a bit weird. Is he pissed at me? Or did he notice my boner? Fuck, how embarrassing, a creeper sitting in the backseat having dirty minds when he’s just there to do his job. So I stopped asking him questions as well, trying not to provoke him any further. Then he asked me, “Is it my smell? I’m sorry man, it’s a really hot day and I usually have a backup deodorant in my car but it’s empty today. I haven’t got any chance to quickly go to buy one since the orders kept coming.”

“Oh no, Marco, don’t be sorry. It doesn’t bother me, really.”

“Thanks, Ben. The girl before you complained and gave me only 3 stars. She wrote on her review, nice guy with body door.”

I chuckled when he said that and I explained, “No really, I won’t give you a bad rating just because of that. Actually I quite like it. A man should smell like a man, not like flowers or fruits or what not.”
I just realised what came out of my mouth and regretted it immediately. That made me sound like a creep that enjoys man stink, which honestly I am, but I just don’t want to say that out loud. Thankfully he laughed and said, “You’re funny, Ben. Thank you for understanding.”

He made a turn afterwards and told me, “By the way, my place is only like 5 minutes away from here. If you don’t mind, can I drop by real quick and grab the deodorant I have at home so I don’t have to torture you any longer or even the passengers after you?”

“Well, you don’t have to do it only because of me but if you think it’s necessary, why not. I’m not in a rush.”

“Awesome!! Thank you Ben! It won’t take long, I promise you!”

Not long after, he made another turn and parked his car. He then told me I can either wait next to the car while he come upstairs or I can come up with him, due to safety reasons he can’t leave me inside of his car while he’s not present.

“I can also give you a cold drink, if you want, for being so understanding”, he offered me.

“Sure, cold drink sounds good. So please lead the way, Sir!”

I’m not sure if I saw it correctly or not, but he slightly reacted when I said the word “Sir”. But it was so subtle that I can’t be sure of it.

Next thing I know we’re cramped in a small elevator heading to his apartment. I can smell him more now in this closed up space and being so close to him. I can also see more of his handsome face. He seems quite nervous, swinging side to side while smiling to me and mumbles, “...won’t be long... I promise... Almost there...”

The elevator dinged and we stepped out to the left, he grabbed his keys and opened the door, then stepped in to his apartment. I followed him soon after and started to look at his place. The kitchen is immediately there, which leads to what seems like the living room. Between the kitchen and the living room is a door, which I assume the hallway to the bedroom and the bathroom. While I gaze around his place, he handed me a cold Coke and an empty glass.

“Do you want to drink it here or at home? I’m sorry but please don’t drink in my car to avoid spilling, not in the mood to clean up in this kind of heat, you know?”

“Yea I get it. Can I drink it here? I feel like I have to drink it immediately while it’s still cold.”

“Sure, I’ll join you then. But I guess it’s smart to process the payment now and I will turn off the app so that you won’t be charged more for spending time with me.”

I swiped for the payment and went to his living room. I sat down on a 3 seater sofa and he sat next to me. He’s starting to unbuttoned his shirt, which exposes the grey wife beater underneath it, already soaked in some areas, then lift his Coke and said cheers.

“Oh you sip from the can directly? You don’t need the glass then?”

“Nah, so you have less cleaning up to do”, I said while giving him a wink. He chuckled after I did that.

“Do you think I should just put a deodorant or also change the shirt?”, he asked me.

“Uhm.. I don’t know, Marco. Is the shirt stinky too?”

He took the shirt off and lift it to his nose. He sniffed it and shrugged, “Don’t know, I can’t smell myself anymore”. I’m so distracted by his now exposed strong arms and also the dark patch on his grey wife beater under his arm. I then offered him if I should sniff it for him.

“Uhhh.. Are you sure? Only if you’re okay with that, Ben. I don’t want you to pass out here, hahaha”

I laughed along with him and grabbed the shirt. I brought it up to my nose, making sure that the wet patch is exposed on my direction and started sniffing. I felt immediately gobsmacked by the smell. It’s more intense than in the car, a strong and demanding musky smell, an Alpha smell. I’m trying to pretend like I’m still determining so I can sniff it out some more, trying to save up this memory in my brain in case one day I need a jerk off material.

“Ok yea I can smell a bit from your shirt. But is it your shirt that’s smelly or your underarm because sometimes shirts doesn’t dry up correctly which cause it to smell?”

“Pretty sure my armpit stinks, Ben” he laughingly said while lifting his arm high, exposing his wet armpit. The hairs are all damp and sticking to the skin, I was so lost in this view since it’s literally my cue to dive deep in there, so I did.

“Oh fuck, yea you stink, man. This is how a real man should smell like. Dominant and strong.”, I said absent-mindedly. I would regret saying it if I’d be on my right mind, but I’m so lost already in his scent that I don’t care anymore.

Surprisingly, he said, “Yea? What about the other one?”, then lifting his other arm. So I dive deep in there too, greeted by a stronger musty funk from his left pit. It’s so intense and ripe that it’s almost bitter-smelling. Then I feel his other hand pushing the back of my head deep into his armpit cave, “Yea get right in there, boy. Sniff me.”

When he pushed my face, I lost my balance a bit so I accidentally placed my hand on his crotch to support myself. To my surprise, he’s already hard there and it doesn’t seem that small either. So I stroke it around while I’m busy huffing and puffing his testosterone ridden pit.

I opened the zipper and his dick immediately popped out. Apparently he’s freeballin the whole time, that somehow turns me on even more. I noticed he’s not pushing my head anymore into his wet stench cave so I pulled back and stare at his cock. It’s juicy and uncut, about 8” I assume.

He stands up and pull his pants all the way down, exposing his proud manhood. He sits down again and opened his legs, as if inviting me to go down on him. I immediately crouched in between his legs and grabbed his hardon and started stroking it. The head leaks out a juicy droplet that I touch with the tip of my tongue and pulled back so he can see the string connecting his dick to my mouth.

“Oh yeah, suck my cock, boy! And look at me while doing it.”

He doesn’t have to tell me twice so I put the whole thing in my mouth without breaking any eye contact. All the while, thinking that it’s sweet of him calling me “Boy” even though he’s probably only a couple of years older than me.

I performed all of the tricks that I know to please him, which he greeted all with loud moans and groans. I deep throated him but still managed to lick his balls and he seems to be impressed by this trick.

“You like that big dick in your mouth, boy?! Seemed greedy to get it aaaall the way down.”

“Yes, Sir! Thank you for allowing me to worship your giant cock!”

The minute I said the word “Sir”, his whole demeanor changed. He’s starting to wildly fucking my mouth with a look of anger in his face. I noticed that his pace got faster, which is the cue of him cumming in my mouth.

I make sure to make my mouth tighter around his shaft so he’ll get more pleasure. Soon after, I feel him shooting inside my throat. He kept shooting, there’s so much cum that I can’t swallow everything and some of them collecting inside my mouth.

He’s still panting when I grabbed the empty glass on the coffee table next to the 3 seater couch and spit out all the cum that I have left inside my mouth. He saw that and asked me if I don’t like swallowing.

“I do, I just wanna use the cum to pleasure myself. Jerking off with your cum sliding all around my cock seems hot.”

“Show me, boy. Use my cum to make it slick around your dick!”

I scooped up some cum from the glass and started to jerk off with it. He seems so mesmerised by the view, then said to me, “You sure made me sweat more, boy. You wanna smell it? It’s all because of you I get stinkier now.”

“Thank you, Sir. Thank you for allowing me to savor your strong odor.”, I said while moving my face towards his now well-drenched pits. But he stops me while putting his hands on my throat firmly.

“I never said you’re allowed to sniff me again, faggot! I just asked you if you WANT to smell it!”, he said angrily while choking me. I look at him, scared. But then he released his grab on my neck and changed his whole expression and gesture into a softer one.

“Oh, sorry Ben. I got carried away. Was that too rough? I’ve never been with guys before and I never got the chance to explore my dominant side with my girls. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

The sweet Marco that I got to know from the ride showed up. Then I understands that it’s all just a role-play for him, a sexcapade. Deep down he’s still the same nice guy, which I find somehow endearing so I smiled at him and said, “I would be honored if you’d let me be the witness of your dominance for the first time, Sir!”

He kissed me after I said that and grabbed me by the throat again, “Follow me, boy!”

He leads me to his bedroom and told me to lie down on the bed and grab both of my ankles, exposing my hole to him. He squatted down and brought his face to my asscrack, then started teasing around my hole with the tip of his tongue.

“This might be my first time with a man but it won’t be my first time doing anal.”, he explains while taking his sweat soaked wife beater. He then throws the wife beater to my face and said, “Have fun”, and proceeding to lick my hole open again. I’m in heaven. A man-stink filled heaven.

I can feel his tongue pushing the rim of my hole, struggling to open it up. Then I feel his finger probing in there slowly, pushing my hole open. Not long after he somehow managed to find my prostate and started to manipulate it, which caused me to moan loudly.

“You like that spot, boy?”, he said with a smug on his face.

I answered with a loud moan, my face is still covered by his drenched wife beater. But then he pushed my prostate really hard and said, “I SAID, DO YOU LIKE THAT SPOT, BOY?!”

“Yes, Sir! I love it! I love how you stroke my prostate with your strong finger!”

“Wait until I lube your hole up with my cum, that’ll make it slick.”

I’m hyperventilating at this moment, savoring all the sensation around my body with his scent still hugging my face. Then I felt the second finger pushing in, and then the third, all sliding in smoothly with the help of his thick cum I spat out on the empty glass.

“You ready for the real thing, Boy? Beg me to stick it in, then.”, he said calmly, almost like a soft whisper, however with a dangerous tone behind it.

“Please, Sir! Please stick it inside me! Push it in deep, Sir!”

He’s pushing his dick inside me slowly but steadily, while mumbling the words, “...don’t wanna ruin this hole. Not yet."

Then I can feel my asscheeks grazing his hairy crotch, his balls touched my tailbone. "There, it’s all in, boy. You like my big dick inside you?”

“Yes Sir, please arrange my insides with your dick. Redecorate it, change its interior the way you want it. It’s yours, Sir!”

Marco laughed heartily when I said that. “You’re silly, Ben.” He broke out of character while saying that and a second afterwards he’s back to being the Dom Top.

“Hell yeah it’s mine. My cum’s coating your insides, marking you as mine from now on. Let it seep inside your pores so your entire being realised who’s your Alpha is. The interior decorator of your rear-end.” he said and winked to me, reciprocating my joke.

He’s starting slow but steadily picking up his pace. Then he leans over to me and gave me a deep kiss. I let go of my hands from my ankles and touch the sides of his face while kissing him back. He broke the kiss and said, “Your mouth is kinda dry. You need to drink.”

“Oh sorry, let me just grab the Coke quickly”, I said apologetically.

“No, open your mouth.”, he said sternly.

I opened my mouth and he proceeded to spit slowly inside my mouth. I slurped it all and swallow it, which was a mistake.

“Did! I! Tell! You! To! Swallow! My! Spit! Boy?!”, he asked me while shoving his dick deep inside me each time to emphasise each word.

“I’m sorry, Sir. I got so caught up and overwhelmed by this blessing from you.”

“Then open your mouth again. This time you’ll swallow when I tell you to.”

I opened my mouth again and he spit inside my mouth again slowly.

“Yeah, just like that. Swirl my saliva all around your mouth. Make sure you know how your Alpha taste like.”, he commanded me while not losing the pace of him shoving his tool inside me deeply. He picks up his pace now to a fast fuck, then spit again into my mouth.

“Now swallow it, boy. Let it coat your insides so you’re marked from both of your ends with my essence.”

I swallowed it all while moaning so loudly, overwhelmed by all the sensation he’s giving me.

“Yes, Sir! Mark me with all of your essence. Make me yours. Own me, Sir! I am yours to have whenever you feel like it, Sir! Your personal bitch boy!”

“Looks like someone’s starting to fall for his Alpha. That’s it, boy. Accept me into your life. Let all my neighbors know how much you love you're Alpha.”

“I love my Alpha, Marco!! He’s treating me so well, giving me all of his effort to pleasure me! You all will be jealous of me now!!”, I screamed on top of my lungs, but then greeted with his hand on my throat again, grabbed firmly, while he placed his face next to my face.

“See, that’s where you’re wrong. I’m doing whatever I want to pleasure myself. You feeling pleasure from what I do doesn’t concern me at all, boy!”, he whispered calmly into my ear while adding more pressure to my throat, not losing any pace of his fucking.

“Now I’m giving you a choice. I can cum deep inside you so you’ll have my baby or I can spray it all over you so you’ll be baptised with my cum.”, he whispers to me.

“Please cum inside me, Sir! I’d be proud to carry your baby, so everyone knows that I’m your bitch, Sir! You already baptised me with your sweat dripping down all over me.”, I said loudly, proudly making my choice known to him.

“If anyone can make a man pregnant, that’ll be me. Your Alpha!”, he said while releasing his grip from my throat, then flexed his biceps to me, giving me a muscle show. Such a power move. His sweat made him glistened like a golden statue. I look at him in awe that such a strong man is going to cum deep inside me, giving me his life force and his baby.

“Take a good look, boy. This is your Alpha. Now you stick your face to my armpit one last time before I cum, so you’ll know exactly how your Alpha smells!”, he said, flexing different muscle groups on each sentence.

I lifted my face towards his left pit, the more intense smelling one and inhale deeply, let his musk assault my nostrils and etched its position permanently inside my brain. His right hand pushing my face deep inside his swampy pit, making sure I have no other option but inhaling his pheromone deep inside my lung.

“I love your pits, Sir. It’s where your strong chest muscle, your bulging biceps and triceps, and your amazing shoulder muscles meet, producing this pungent, manly smell!”

He released his right hand from the back of my head, then he slides both hands under my head and around my neck, hugging me tightly. I’m hugging his wet, muscular body back. My hand went under his strong arm and circling its way up to his strong shoulder. His face next to my face, when I noticed his pace is quickening. My dick is slick, still with the leftover cum I left from jerking off with his cum, being massaged between his sweaty muscular abs and mine.

I can feel like I’m about to cum soon, which made my hole tighter around his dick, mercilessly pounding in and out of me in a pace so fast, it made my brain turned into a mush. His moans and groans gets louder and more animalistic, almost like an angry caveman, his face next to my face. Then he whispers so softly that I'm not even sure he himself realised, “I love you, Ben.”, and I lost it. My dick started to pump my cum out of me, automatically my asshole start to spasm too, which sends Marco to his climax.

He kisses me deeply while cumming, sweat droplets drips down from his face to my face, blessing me one last time. I can feel him pumping all of his man juice inside of me, sealing my fate to bear his baby.

Once he's done breeding me, he's stays there. He’s panting still, lying on top of me, drenched in sweat as if he just ran a 10k marathon. I hugged him so hard and kiss him back passionately.

“Oh wow, that’s definitely the best sex I’ve ever had, ever. And that says a lot!”, Marco said to me laughingly, like he’s so proud of himself. I didn’t answer but just kiss him again instead. He then swipe my hair from my face and kiss me softly in my cheek.

“Damn, pfuhh.., you stink like me all over your face, Ben.”

“And I won’t wash my face ever again. Locking in your fragrance to my face forever. The smell of Marco.”

He kissed me deeply once again and looks at me deeply with his beautiful green eyes, which I just noticed now.

“You’re a beautiful man, Ben. And if that’s make me gay, so be it.”

“Looks like someone’s starting to fall for his boy.”, I quoted his earlier statement about me falling for him.

“Hahaha you cheeky little bitch. Now don’t forget to rate me 5 stars and give me a huge tip for this “ride”. I have to keep my ratings impeccable so I can provide for my beautiful boy and my baby inside him.”, he said while kissing my neck slowly.

Of course, Marco. Of course.