But Vinnie just grabbed Nathan by the back of the head and slammed him face-first into his armpit — he’d been doing push-ups in front of the stove to be sure it was real sweaty; his undershirt was sopping wet by now, and sweat dripped in rivulets down the small of his back. Greg and two other employees stood and watched, smirking with vicarious disgust at first, then gradually laughing.
It took Nathan a moment to even realize what had happened. His nose was squashed into the coarse black hairs, as dense as a jungle and just as moist, and bracingly salty sweat slipped into his mouth. It was so astringent Nathan squealed and squirmed, but Vinnie kept a tight grip on the back of his head.
“C’mon, baby, suck it clean!” Vinnie said with a whoop and a holler. He beamed like he really enjoyed this — which he kind of did; after years of people — even other greasy guidos like himself — making fun of his hairy, sweaty body, he had decided to lean into it. Especially working in front of a hot stove all day, he had no choice but to be “the gross, hairy, sweaty guy”.From The Redneck Ex-Con
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MN Manmacker's mansploitation