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"I'm home!" Yelled Jake, as he entered his shared apartment. And the sight he was immediately greeted to was definitely a welcome one.

It was his boyfriend of about seven months. A giant, beefy as fuck Tarantula dude. And from the looks of it, and the sound of that generic workout song he was hearing, he seemed to be in the middle of an exercise. He was completely shirtless as well, letting Jake see most of him.

He was a dark variation. Grey fur, with black and orange accents on his chest, and some other parts. Six arms, too. And yeah, he was quite built. Even before they started dating, he was kind of a gym freak, and it definitely showed that he knew what he was doing.

"So… I come in, and you're doing some stretches. Does that mean everythings ready?"

The Tarantula man, named Mars, turns around to look at Jake. "Yep, did everything you asked me to. Half-way into your work day, I washed up real good, and hit the gym for most of the day. I've got about four hours of sweat soaked up in my fur right now. That's what you wanted right?"

Jake nodded happily.

"God, you have no idea how long I've been waiting for this. I couldn't stop thinking about it."

Mars looks at Jake with all four of his eyes raised in the same incredulous fashion. "You've really been waiting all day to smell my sweaty ass?"

Even the mention of it got Jake excited.

"Yeah, basically." He nodded, nonchalantly, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

Mars shook his head, putting two of his lower arms at his side while his upper ones scratched his head.

"Huh... Well I hope it lives up to your expectations?" He says, turning around to turn off their sound-system.

Of course, to do that he had to bend over, which gave Jake a wonderful preview of what he's been patiently waiting for the entire day.

His ass was barely held in by his tight, black form-fitting shorts. And with the dampness from all the sweat, the fabric was practically molded with his body, although Jake could still make out a bit of fluff which couldn't be contained.

Jake thought about going over there and giving it a quick slap. He'd never done it before, and it always seemed a little obscene to him, but now it just felt right.

Before he could, Mars turned off the music and stood up, looking at him with a knowing smile as his mandibles twitched. "C'mon let's get to our room. You're already drooling." He says, walking into their shared bedroom, with Jake following.

Their room was honestly nothing special. Just a bed, some drawers, and a curtain. But what was special, was what was gonna be happening inside the room.

A sexual fantasy that Jake's been dreaming about for ages, but never had the courage to ask anyone. He was like a kid in a candy store.

Except instead of a kid, he was an adult, and instead of candy, it was his boyfriend's ass.

As Jake began to get undressed, he turned to him, the beefy Tarantula that he loved so much, and was kind enough to let him indulge in this little fantasy of his.

"Hey, Mars, seriously, thanks for doing this for me. I know it's kind of a weird request..."

"Huh? Oh, no problem!" He replied, moving over to hug the smaller human with four of his strong arms.

"You've been great to me ever since we started dating. Better than anyone else. I couldn't bring myself to say no to you, so if my boyfriend wants to sniff my butt, goddammit he's gonna get to sniff my butt." He said, smiling and pressing his mandibles to Jake's cheek affectionately.

"How romantic." The human snorted, laughing.

"Yeah, yeah... So, how do you wanna do this?"

"Uhhhh... Just get on the bed."

"Sure you don't want me to take these shorts off first?" Mars asked.

Jake found the question to be very silly for a man like him. Did he want his giant, cute boyfriend to take off those tight, sweat-drenched shorts he's been working out for hours in?

"Nah." He answered, simply. "Keep 'em on. I'll take them off you once I'm done with my test run."

"Test run?" Mars repeated in an amused tone. "Well, alright, whatever you say. You're in charge here."

And with that, Mars climbed on top of the bed, laying himself stomach down with his legs spread.

Jake's dick jumped at the sight. It was everything he wanted, finally splayed out for him right here. He half-expected a light from heaven to come shining down on this.

But Jake wasn't here just to look. With haste, he approached the edge of the bed.

His hands moved on their own, grabbing a hold of the Tarantula's cheeks and gripping them.

Mars had a very finely crafted rear. How could he not with the amount of squats he did? It had so much muscle, so much... Beef.

He kneaded the mounds of flesh thoroughly, massaging them and feeling those powerful glute-muscles underneath. Even giving it a quick pat once he was done. Mars has a good ass, true, but he already knew this.

But what Jake really wanted to know, was what it smelled like.

Usually he'd be beet red at just the thought of doing something like this, but there was no shame right now. He asked, and Mars agreed… So he went in.

Lowering his nose towards his boyfriends rear, and stopping once he was only centimeters away; he took a deep, sensual whiff.

It was good. It was- Holy shit it was good. Everything about it was… Wow.

Mars definitely cleaned up well, because nothing but pure, masculine musk filled Jake's nostrils at that moment. A rich, strong type of scent, filled with vigor.

"Goddamn, Mars, you…" Jake trailed off, lost for words.

"Yeah?" He responded, a concerned tint in his voice.

"You smell fucking amazing back here."

And with that, Mars' worries were gone. He was about to say something in return- something real smug-but he was caught off guard by his boyfriend burying their face in his ass.

"Mmmm…" Jake moaned, muffled between the cheeks of his partner. He stood there for quite a bit too, before eventually pulling back, slightly dazed.

"Fuck… Yeah, that's the good stuff right there."

Even if it was strange to hear, Mars couldn't stop his mandibles from twitching. He liked the praise.

"That good, huh?"

Jake just nodded, before hooking his hands onto Mars' shorts and beginning to peel them off.

Mars shifted a bit to help.

"Don't wash these by the way. I'm gonna need them for later." He said bluntly, throwing the shorts to the side, but noting where they landed.

Now there was less in Jake's way regarding Mars' wonderful, wonderful musk.

Just his underwear; a pair of red, sweat-soaked boxers which also hugged his form well.

With no patience, and the need to get that smell in his system immediately, he plunged back in.

He pressed himself so hard into Mars' crack, the Tarantula could feel his nose sneaking it's way into his pucker.

The fabric from his underwear did well to amplify his scent. It had plenty of sweat on it, and it was pressed so close to his hole, the heady aroma just seemed to seep into the very threads.

There was no doubt in Jake's mind that these boxer's needed to stay with him too. Whereas Mars' shorts had a lighter, more faint scent that ticked Jake's sense of smell in a nice, gentle way, his underwear has a much stronger, exuberant scent that packed a punch. It couldn't hurt to keep both of them around, at least for a while before the scent began getting stale.

He would've felt downright embarrassed about talking about his boyfriend's clothing like this if he wasn't so drunk off his natural incense.

Thing is, it just made sense to him at this moment. Mars' butt smells fantastic. His shorts and underwear smell like his butt, and obviously, you would want to keep nice things around.

'People keep scented candles around their place all the time, this is the same thing.' Jake thought to himself.

On Mars' end of things, he was beginning to become more and more into this as well. All he heard from behind him was Jake sniffling and huffing constantly.

Everytime there'd be even a moment of silence, Jake would moan before diving right back into his rear end, breathing in his scent all over again.

Of all the things to get the human so excited, buttmusk was not the thing he would've guessed. But still, he took it as praise. Seeing his boyfriend so happy and eager over his scent was cute, in a way.

And now that Jake was beginning to take off his underwear again-and yes, he saw him take one last sniff of them before throwing them to the side-he figured it couldn't hurt to indulge in this himself a little. He loved Jake, and he seemed to be very into this. So why not.

He shifted, moving his legs and beginning to use his knees for support instead. He raised his rear up into the air, and-with a movement that he knew would send Jake wild-shook his rear a bit, side to side.

Jake was ecstatic. He looked at Mars' teasing rump, and firmly grabbed a hold of it in all it's bare glory. This was it.

He was gonna get Mars' musk at its strongest, right from the source.

There was another reason why he wanted to do this with Mars too. His butt was very fluffy, just covered in hair. And naturally, it was sweaty too.

He spread the Tarantula's cheeks, which gave way to Mars' bright orange, beautiful pucker. As he inched closer to it, he could feel the fur begin to become wetter, more damp from all the sweat it had soaked up.

On any other day, he'd rim the man. He's done it before, and enjoyed it every time. But today was different, today, Mars' taint would give him what he wanted in a different way.

Jake pushed in deep, his face already sweating from being in between those furry cheeks, and took in the biggest whiff he could muster.

It was so loud that even he thought he was doing too much. It sounded like he was a Vegas junkie snorting coke.

But it was worth it. Oh lord was it worth it.

Mars' scent was so strong here. So potent, so wonderful so… He couldn't even describe it. He'd have to pick up a thesaurus to go down each positive word it was so fucking good.

His mind was swimming with lusty thoughts. He wondered how long he could stay here and just use this musky, manly air for oxygen instead.

His dick was rock hard at this point, he was leaking, but it was fine. He could handle at least a few more minutes before busting… At least, that's what he thought.

"Yeah… How's the air back there? Smell good?" Mars piped up.

Jake couldn't even answer.

"Speechless? Damn, no way it's that good." He said, smugly.

Oh man.

Jake could handle a few minutes if it was just him huffing some ass. But if Mars was gonna start talking… It might be seconds.

"Mars, please. You're gonna make my poor dick explode here." He pleaded, but very obviously wanted him to keep going.

"But I'm just asking a question. Just tell me, Jake. How's it smell?"

"Amazing." Jake answered immediately. "God, you smell so fucking good, Mars."

The Tarantula rumbled, pleased with the answer. But he knew he could get some more praise, and he didn't even have to try all that much.

"Tell me more." He continued. "How much do you like it?"

Mars' voice was like honey to Jake.

"A lot." He answered, pausing to take another deep whiff of that rich, earthy scent that he couldn't get enough of.

"So much, oh my god, I love it so much." His nose pressed to Mars' rim, his new favorite place as of today. "You're so perfect, Mars. I love everything about you. You're so fucking hot."

Even Mars was lost, the words of praise from his boyfriend were absolutely addicting.

"You're close, aren't you?" He asked, but he really already knew. Jake, once again, just nodded.

"Good… Yeah, that's right, Jake. Sniff it. Give my ass a good whiff." He replied in kind, pushing his rear back into the human's face. "I didn't even touch you, Jake. All you needed was a good, long whiff of my ass, and you're about to cum."

The cheesy, porny dialogue sounded like Shakespeare to the both of them.

"See, Jake? This is how a man smells. You like it, right?"

"Marsssss…. It's so good, you smell so good. It isn't fair." He managed to eek out, before going in one last time, spreading Mars' hole and appreciating everything about Mars' behind. The sweat covered fur, his musky crack, and the source of it all, his wondrous pucker, which was responsible for seeping that rich, heady musk into the air.

"Cum for me, Jake. Show me how much you like it."

And that single sentence was his breaking point.

He came, hands free, harder than he ever came before, splattering his seed all over the bed in front of him. Thankfully, it was only the edge, so it wouldn't be too hard to clean up for when they had to sleep.

Jake's knees felt weak, so he bent down to sit on the bed with Mars, who had also shifted from his position.

They just layed there in silence for a bit.

Eventually, Mars finally spoke up, throwing one of his arms around the human and bringing him close.

"So…" He began. "How was it? Was it everything you thought I'd be?"

"Nope. It was even better, which honestly? I didn't think was possible." He said, pushing back into Mars and nuzzling closer to him.

"What about you though? Did you like it? Or was it too weird?"

Mars took a moment before answering. "I liked it." He finally said, earning him a hug from the human, which he gladly returned.

"It's in a different way from you though, like… Getting complimented for my looks, or my muscles always feels good. But getting praised over something like the way my butt smells… It felt really good for some reason."

Jake smiled, looking at Mars with a hopeful glance. "So does that mean we're gonna do this again?"

"Oh yeah." Mars replies, earning him another hug as the human practically tackles his larger form. "One question though."

"Hmm?" Says Jake.

"Are you really gonna keep my shorts around to smell whenever you want?"

"Well of course I am, Mars!" He replies, as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. "What if you aren't here for some reason and I need a quick fix? Or what if you're busy with something and I'm horny and wanna sniff your butt again? Or what if-"

"Fine! You can keep the shorts. But as soon as those things start getting stale, we're washing them."

Jake nods. "Deal. And the same goes for your underwear."

"What?"

"Nothing."

To that, Mars just rolled his four eyes, all at once. "Whatever." He said, pressing his mandibles to Jake's face and giving him his version of a kiss.

"Thanks for not… Y'know, calling me weird or anything. I know it's kinda weird…"

"Jake." Mars said, turning the humans face towards him. "I love you no matter what, I'd never call you a weirdo. Besides, I liked it too. I'd be calling myself weird at that point."

Jake laughed.

"Look, some people like getting bitten during sex, and some people like sniffing their boyfriends butt. And some other people actually like hearing that their butt smells really nice. It's all whatever."

"Thanks." Replied Jake. "And by the way, I'm not joking, your ass does smell really good."

Now it was Mars' turn to laugh.

"Well I guess I'll just have to take your word on that."

"Love you, Mars."

"Love you too, Jake, my nice, kinky little boyfriend. I love you too."