any chance of a drabble on armpit sweat kink Robby hehehe
I love kinky hucklerabbot
Literally haven't stopped thinking about it all day like ugh I love freaky hucklerabbotttttt But I'm soooooo busy so this is just kinda short
Robby was in med school when he got with Jack. Robby had been gay, his grandmother knew, most people who seen him, his neat little ties and his suspenders, legs crossed reading with his wire rimmed glasses perched on his nose, knew he was gay. And Robby was perfectly fine with that. And he had been enjoying one of the benches near campus, reading, people watching, considering what field to go in... orthopedics or maybe cardiology... emergency medicine... and he was just caught by a guy jogging past him.
Because Robby caught a scent that struck right through him. It was deep and peppery and intense, masculine and Robby's eyes tracked the guy, thick and redheaded, stocky and in
Robby wouldn't admit that he really liked men in uniforms for years, but those damn green army shirts just looked so enticing with those dark sweat stains, and those thick pants always made Jack smell so strong.
Robby finally tracked down Jack at a party and well... Robby tried to keep it a secret but then Jack walked in on him, dirty jockstrap shoved in his face, hand around his cock, and Robby was found out. Jack wasn't opposed to it, he didn't mind sending Robby a dirty pair of socks or a pair of underwear he wore for a few days, cum drying on the fabric.
When Jack got deployed he used to send Robby letters, cards, notes tucked in taped up envelopes, all of them written short little notes, and most of all, Jack would wipe the paper down his underarms. And Robby knew it was love. Because no one else would do something so ridiculous if it wasn't love.
Then they get Dennis. Dennis who for years got teased and bullied about smelling like farm, smelling strongly. Dennis was always working, helping, moving and he sweated through his deodorant. He couldn't afford to actually buy any, and the cheap stuff that got handed out at the shelter didn't really work for him.
Robby noticed after his first shift with the younger. Leaning over his shoulder, correcting a small mistake on the charting, and caught the warm, woodsy, almost too grown man scent that stuck to the twenty years old. He smelled... paternal, something that made Robby chuckle because Dennis was just the sweetest little mouse, but he held this- this fatherly scent.
Robby soon found that Dennis was delighted and embarrassed to give over his sweaty clothes, coming home with Jack from going to the gym or a jog, handing over his brightly colored briefs with blushing cheeks.
But Robby's favorite thing, his favorite thing, was watching Dennis and Jack do yard work. They were so strong, so capable, making their backyard look so nice and planting flowers and sweating under the sun, soaking through tank tops and shorts, sweat rolling down the insides of their thighs and- Robby got stripped down and squeezed between those soaked clothes, worshipping every drop, drunk off the smell of his boys, his boys.
Ahhh I don't usually write this stuff and obvi lolz but yes !! Here !! this was soooooo fun to write lolz
