My Buddy Charlie

Charlie and I were walking home after a long day working on the farm. My bare feet were aching just a bit in my worn out black boots which were covered in grass and mud, and my nut sack felt like it was sticking to my taint.  Every now and then I had to adjust my sweaty hangers rubbing on the fabric of my cargo shorts, and luckily there was a little hole right at the crotch for ventilation, but it didn't do much.  "Fuck I'm tired bro," Charlie sighed, walking ahead of me. He reached into the back of his shorts and gave his butt crack a deep scratch, which from my angle seemed to be pretty close to his hole. He then pulled out his hand and gave it a whiff then wiped his fingers on the bottom of his shirt.  Charlie was my height, about 5'10 with curly blonde hair that went down to his shoulders. He was for the most part pretty skinny, yet still kind of shaped like a pear, which was characterized by his little belly from all the fast food and beer, and his butt which was always poking out the top of his baggy jeans or shorts since he too rarely wore boxers. Charlie had a thick bush of hair all around his legs and arms, with a little tuft on his chest, and everytime he accidentally showed his crack to his co workers it was always matted with hair and sweat.  He was one of the more skilled workers on the farm, his dad had raised him to do all farm duties so in a way he was sort of my manager, but since we were both 21 we got along pretty well as bros. 

"You good bro?," Charlie asked, snapping me out of my tired haze.

"Yeah I'm good just tired. Can't wait to sit down," I replied. I began to need to shit, but we were about 2 minutes away from my house so I was actively trying to take my mind off it. Charlie stopped and let me catch up to him. He put his sweaty arm around me and I could feel his damp armpit hair on my shoulder. He smelled like sweat, musk, and kinda like cum. We worked so hard that we both were prone to coming home and just passing out, completely neglecting to shower for days on end. I could smell his ass on his fingers which were now inches from my face and I started to chub up. Charlie always made me feel so manly the way he taught me to not give a fuck about most things and just work hard. He didn't know this but I copied alot of his behaviors: I showered once or twice a week, hardly ever wore socks or underwear and when I did they were never clean, always showed to work 5 minutes early, always did my best. 

"Wanna come over to mine? Smoke a joint, watch some Flix?"  

"Uhh, I'm down but I really gotta shit," I said slightly embarrassed. 

"No worries bro, you can shit at mine, I don't care." "Cool." 

When we finally arrived at his house, Charlie nearly collapsed on his porch. "I'm gonna smoke a cig, you know where the bathroom is. Take your shoes off." I went through the door and was immediately hit with the smell of weed and butt funk.  It smelled like he'd rubbed his bare ass over everything while he smoked a blunt, and I felt honored to be allowed in his man cave. I got to the bathroom and right in front of the toilet were some abandoned muddy jeans that were sitting as if Charlie had taken them off on the can and just left them there. There was a pile of dirty socks and underwear in the corner.  I finally began to shit and it felt so good to be off my feet and release this huge dump "ahhh" I said in relief. I heard the front door open and close, and the sound of Charlie yawning and cracking his back. Then I heard footsteps toward the bathroom. I froze as Charlie walked in. "Move your nuts," he said casually. I was confused and just looked at him. He asked again with a little grin, "Mind if I piss bro?" "Oh yeah sure," I said as sat back and grabbed my junk by the balls so i could make a space he could piss in.

When he whipped his dick out I tried not to be weird, but I couldn't help but stare. He had this long skinny dick about 6 inches soft and these HUGE egg sized nuts which were covered in hair. The smell of his manly stink alone almost gave me a full hardon. I was grabbing at my hardening dick so hard trying to conceal it but it was only making it work. He started pissing at the same time I clipped my final log causing me to let out an "ahh yeah". Charlie laughed, "fuckin rank bro." I smiled and watched his smelly dick piss through my legs, little splashes of his piss hitting my taint. When he finished he shook his dick, getting a little on me. He apologized but I didn't mind. We both pulled up our pants and headed for the couch.

He put on some show about tigers and began to roll a joint. I was sitting across from him trying to focus on the TV but there was a pair of rank underwear right beside me. They were stained white briefs that were sort of a yellow color. Charlie didn't give a fuck that I was sitting right next to his shit stained briefs and I thought that was awesome. Not paying me any attention, he was expertly rolling this joint when he put his foot on the table. Now I hadn't mentioned that Charlie had huge feet. They were probably like size 13? His big and long toes were super awkward with his skinny body, making him look even more like some kind of monkey. I was imagining how fucking rank they smelled after 9 hours of being in workboots without socks. But more importantly than his huge feet, his huge nuts were now resting on the couch through a pretty sizable hole in the crotch of his jeans. I was just in awe at his huge hairy sack so proudly on display. He reached down to scratch at em when he noticed he was exposed. He looked up at me and laughed. "Fuckin love these jeans bro, just let my fuckin nuts air out", he said as he started fondling his hairy sack."

"That's funny bro, can't believe i never noticed," I said playing it cool.

"The boys definitely notice when I'm on the ladder," he laughed.

"I bet".

Then suddenly the AC went out. "Goddamnit, shit help me with this."  Charlie left the room and it took everything in me not to stash the underwear in my pocket. When he returned he had a little ladder. "You mind holding onto the ladder? I just gotta reconnect this wire," he asked. He climbed the ladder and I held on to it below him He started to hang out of the hole, his big sagging nuts were just dangling a foot away from me. They smelled so much like butt and cum. He let out a fart.

"Sorry bro."

"you're good. You almost hit me in the face with your sack though," I laughed.

"Yeahh. Ma hangers like to dangle".

I just wanted an excuse to grab em and bury my face in his huge butt. As he tried to get higher his pants ripped further up his butt. "Whoops. Looks like my hole needs airin too." We both just cracked up and then he farted again and we cracked up some more. Overcome with the moment I grabbed both cheeks and spread them apart, exposing his hairy hole. I couldn't even fit my whole hand around one of his doughy globes, his butt was actually making me feel relaxed as I squeezed it.

He laughed, "Ahh that feels good." He let out another little fart, then squatted down to get under the AC. "Ahh that feels good on my nuts," he said as I noticed they were resting on the metal step below him. He was also now exposing his hairy hole to the air, and the room began smelling like the shit and sweat of a man.

I was so grateful, and so fucking hard. "Your butt is so huge bro, it's fuckin massive. Probably why you keep tearing up your jeans."

"Probably right," he laughed. I was just staring at how his hole was buried in so much hair, which was so clearly moist and crusted with dirt and shit.

"When's the last time you showered dude?"…

"Uh I dunno few days ago.. why I stink?" ….

"No dude you actually smell pretty good which is why I was wondering." 

He laughed, "I haven't showered at least since Monday bro haha."

All I could say was, "Damn". We sat there quietly for a bit. I had a question I was burning to ask but there was no way I was going to… and then he said with a chuckle, "Yeah bro try to see if you can fit both of my nuts in one hand. Bet you can't." It was like he read my mind! I was taken aback at the coincidence and then just went for it. I cupped those babies, and they didn't exactly "fit" in my palm, but with one hand I could juggle them around like two huge eggs in a sack. So there I was rolling around his balls in my hand while his bare reeking ass was inches from my face, kind of lost in the moment, and he goes, "fuck bro. That feels fuckin good." So I kept going a while longer until he stood up and said, "Cool it should be fixed." Now because his pants were ripped and baggy, Charlie was pitching an almost perfect tent. He just looked down at me past it and said, "Cool let's smoke." 

So we sat back down, but this time he sits with one leg up exposing his nuts resting on the couch. He lights the joint and starts smoking it, and he starts juggling his balls like I was moments ago. "Fuckin hungry," he said as he blew out smoke and handed me the joint. He was still playing with his nuts when he reached in and scratched his taint, he then lifted his fingers to his nose as if he'd done it many times before and took a deep whiff.