Its like a lot of other "scenes": it can turn some people on some of the time with some partners, while others can't stand it (esp today when non-smokers are the majority, and the notion that smoking is somehow exotic and bad-boy dangerous is considered ludicrous by most).
To some extent, I think those who are turned on by it probably skew older more than younger. No matter how out and proud we are, those of us on the other side of 40 tend to still have a trace of the "straight guy fetish" buried deep in our reptilian primal sexual brain chemistry. Nothing says "bonehead asshole straight guy" like smoking and hitting a beer while getting your cock sucked by another man: under the right cir
stances, that setup will get some of us worked up enough to
without touching ourselves while servicing said guy.
I personally loathe cigarette smoke: my Dad was a four-packer all during childhood, so I just hate the smell of it. Of course, Mother Nature being the practical joker she is, all the men attracted to me are smokers, which 99% of the time is a total PITA for me and them to negotiate. But that random 1% of the time: oh, my. If he's sitting in an armchair with his hard cock sticking out of his jeans zipper, dragging on a Marlboro while pulling on a Heineken, I'm on my knees faster than a guilt-ridden nun. I'll suck him so hard I nearly black out from lack of oxygen, all the while pre-
ming buckets. Getting kissed with the combined taste of beer and cigs on his tongue will push me right over the edge.
But 99% of the time that bit will not fly with me
at all: if I detect cigs on his breath I'm out the door until he's finished and hit the mouthwash (twice). Go figure: attraction and turn-on triggers aren't always as consistent as we'd expect.