The first girl who gave me head went ga-ga over my, um, pubic sweat. Like, seriously, she loved it. (The one that got away. Le sigh…)
I haven’t had such an enthusiastic response since, but I haven’t had any complaints either. I went a week without deodorant (ran out) when I had a live-in girlfriend, and she didn’t give any clue that she noticed. When I brought it up, she said something to the effect of, “Yeah, I noticed, but it’s not a big deal”.
'My" man, or any man? There are some people (men and women) who smell terrible when they sweat, or when they don’t sweat. (I strongly suspect that many of them are from the “I don’t really need deodorant” crowd).
There are only two situations where I don’t like a sweaty man.
a) Your sweat is dripping on me. YUCK Thank you for working hard to get me off but I’d rather you stop than drip sweat on me. I really do enjoy it, even without the end game, so you just go ahead. Sex is supposed to be sweaty and messy and fun but if you are dripping sweat off the tip of your nose…well, that’s disgusting and most likely means I’m raw.
b) You want me to suck your dick. I love sucking cock, I nomnomnom love it. I have an unnatural obsession. If you want your johnson deep-throated, your balls better smell like roses. Or soap, at the very least. Because, while I’m down there, breathing through my nose is essential.
Fresh sweat–provocative. Beyond my control too, since my Pop walked by after a workout and my nose perked up. :o
But I’m thinking of one guy I knew who was a carpenter and was lax about hygeine. He didn’t smell bad per se, but musky and with a layer of something earthy. It wasn’t offputting but at the same time I know he would go straight to bed like that and I couldn’t understand how his woman could mess around with him like that, to the extent of putting her face down there or even accepting this less than clean dick into herself.
I’m NOT a psychology major, so you’re likely right and I am wrong. I am a wrong person who will pounce on her sweaty man like a tigress and totally wring him out.
So, I get a pass, a lot, on being wrong at my house.