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"I don't know how you can defend him, Jace." The slim otter who spoke was standing behind the rack, spotting his cheetah friend while he finished his set of bench press. Jace glanced over to who Zach was no doubt referring to. The white furred, muscle bound wolf was on the other side of the gym in the free weight section with a pair of dumbbells.

"Hey, I'm not the one talking shit about him behind his back anymore." Jace responded after re-racking the bar and sitting up. The two traded places with Jace now spotting, and the otter, Zach, working out. "I'm just saying he might have a point. I mean he's obviously been here longer than us, maybe we should listen to what he's saying."

"Look he could be spitting out the Ten Commandments for all I care, doesn't mean he can stare at us all the time. Sends a shiver down my spine, like he's judging us." Zach said. The otter positioned his hands on the bar and lifted it from the supports, beginning his set.

Jace scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Of course he's judging us, he's judging our behaviour." He saw the otter struggle and moved to help on the next and last repetition. Zach grunted softly, and with the cheetah's help, managed to complete his set. "Besides, returning your weights is just common courtesy. He's not asking you to reinvent the wheel."

"Well it's not like you were against shit talking him last week." Zach pointed out while completely ignoring Jace's last point. "What changed man, did he corner you or something?" The otter chuckled as he stood up to allow Jace his seat.

Jace blushed and turned away from the otter, imitating a cough to cover his actions. A vivid flash of what really went down last week shot through his mind like a bullet, leaving glimpses of images in its wake. He saw himself on his knees in front Ryder, the wolf's hard cock knot deep down his throat while he gulped and moaned. Next he was on his back, begging the wolf to breed him harder while Ryder growled and fucked him. On the mats around the rack he could still see what other furs wrote off as a spilled protein shake, but Jace knew better.

Jace felt a throb in his gym shorts, alerting him to his state of arousal brought about from recounting past events. He quickly took the otters place on the bench and remained seated for a time, claiming he was preparing for his next set while he waited for the prickly head of his cock to return to its sheath.

"I just don't really want to insult someone on an unwarranted reason." Jace answered his friend's earlier question. "And to be fair, he's been nothing but... forgiving with yo- us not following etiquette." The otter shrugged in response and left it at that.

Once the cheetah felt he had cooled his blood enough, he laid back on the bench and positioned his arms along the bar. After the first few reps he could already feel the strain and shake in his arms, and the burn across his chest was starting to peek. With a final effort induced grunt, the cheetah pressed the bar up and back into the supports.

"You wanting to do more here?" Jace motioned to the free bench he'd just vacated.

"Nah I think I'm done for tonight, my arms feel like lead weights." Zach complained, gathering up his towel and water bottle.

"Alright, I'm gonna do a few more exercises and then head off too. You taking a shower?" Jace asked.

"Yeah, might as well. Don't want to make my car smell like sweat." Zach nodded.

Jace took note of the otter's dumbbells where they remained on the floor from incline dumbbell press earlier, forgotten, as their owner walked away. The cheetah curiously glanced across the gym to where Ryder was finishing up his workout as well. The white wolf pointedly looked at Jace, the otter's weights, and the retreating rudder tail. Jace smirked to himself when he saw the large male visibly scowl, and then head off to the change rooms himself.

~

Zach remained oblivious to the danger he'd placed himself in. The gym, sparsely populated by a handful of furs, was not the safe haven he assumed it was. Most furs use the pigeon holes out the front to store their valuables, and with how few furs were left, it was unlikely that any of them would be in the change rooms for the rest of the night.

The male change room's door squeaked shut behind Zach, leaving him to silence and the too-sweetly perfumed air. Zach hummed quietly to himself as he strolled pass the benches to the large communal shower room located around a corner at the back.

He stripped quickly out of his sweaty gym clothes and underwear, gathered up a fresh pair of clothing and his towel, and headed, naked, for the showers. Zach deposited his items on a bench just outside the water spray's reach and turned the knobs on the wall until a satisfying warmth washed over him.

His ears perked when he heard the telltale squeak of the door announced another occupant entering the room, but dismissed it out of hand assuming it to be one of the few remaining furs finishing up for the night.

Zach scrubbed away at his sweaty fur, trying to dislodge the stink built up from his workout when the sudden rush of water in the shower directly beside him caused the otter's mind to return to the present like a yoyo. Zach's head whipped to the side, startled by the sudden presence of another fur so close.

'Of course, it just had to be him_._' Zach thought with disdain.

The white wolf, Ryder, was huge. Sure there were furs larger than the otter, most furs actually, but Zach had never really thought about it until now. Standing this close, and alone with the wolf made the otter realise just how much Ryder loomed over him.

Oh and he was naked. Very naked.

Zach realised where his gaze had fallen and quickly jerked his head away, choosing instead to face the plain white tiles of the shower wall. But the image of the thick sheath and low hanging balls was burned into his mind's eye. He could still even see the hint of red peeking out, promising a larger treat hidden inside.

With Zach's attention now focused away from the larger canine, he didn't see the other male approach until it was too late. A sudden force caused the otter to barrel into the tiled wall beside him. Luckily he reacted quick enough to soften his collision, and saving his head from a nasty bruise, by bracing his arms.

With as menacing snarl as an otter can make, Zach whipped his head around to confront Ryder's unprovoked aggression. He pushed away from the wall and stepped threateningly towards the wolf, opening his mouth to give him a piece of his mind in the process. But before he could utter a squeak, Ryder used a single paw to push him, as if he weighed less than a feather, back against the wall.

Ryder stalked closer and leaned down over the trapped otter until his muzzle was at the same height, and stared at him. Ryder could see defiance flaring within Zach nearly overriding all other emotions. But deep down, he saw tinges of fear and, as he expected, submission.

He growled just as Zach tried to speak for the second time. The otter fell obediently silent, but could do nothing to calm his increasing heart rate or his fear induced rapid breathing. The wolf stared intensely at Zach for what seemed like hours to the otter, but time had slowed to a turtle's stroll while he waited for the oversized wolf to move or say something.

The wolf didn't utter a word. Instead he grabbed the otter bodily by the neck and marched him quickly out of the showers spray to lead him along the slippery floor back to the lockers and benches. Zach tried to struggle and resist the wolf's hold, but he felt utterly insignificant in contrast, and had little effect on the wolf's actions.

When they reached the benches once more, Ryder threw the naked dripping otter face down onto a bench. It was now Zach found his voice and demanded an answer.

"What the fuck are you doing man?" He yelled angrily, turning over and standing up to face the towering wolf. Ryder paid little attention to Zach's outburst and instead pushed him to lie back along the bench. This time Ryder followed him down and using his body forced the otter to spread his legs on either side Ryder's hips.

Zach didn't comprehend the meaning of the position until something very hot, hard, and dripping slid up along his taint. Images flashed through his mind of his brief peak in the shower, and his imagination ran wild with imagine the immense size of the wolf's sheath.

In a flash of desperation, Jace's words surface in his mind. Zach acted by latching onto the right side of Ryder's neck and squeezing his jaw as tightly as he dared without tearing out a chunk of fur. He closed his eyes and held onto the wolf tight with both his maw, and his arms, praying for the wolf to back off.

Ryder seized up at the feeling of pointed teeth scraping along his exposed neck. His eyes took on a wild look that Zach was unfortunate enough to miss, and his white fur stood on end, making him look impossibly larger than he already was. The wolf tensed his thick neck and trapezius muscles to dislodge Zach's hold.

The otter felt the bulge of muscle tense in his muzzle, and found he could no longer close his jaw with any significant amount of force allowing Ryder to free his neck with ease. Zach began struggling anew. The tip of the monstrous wolfhood was positioned right at his tight tailhole, and the male on top wasn't about to back off. A sneaky kick to Ryder's stomach caused more pain to Zach's foot than it seemingly did to the wolf's rock solid core, and in a flash Ryder's paw and strength had stilled his leg to prevent future struggling.

The squeaking sound of the change room's door opening broke the tense struggle between the two furs. Zach called out, hopeful that whoever just entered would care enough to help.

"Help! Of god, help me!" Zach cried out. The other fur was still obstructed by Ryder, but he heard shuffling heading towards their direction and that was enough to rekindle the hope he clung to.

With both his paws occupied securing Zach on the bench, Ryder acted quickly and silenced the otter by pressing their muzzles together. Zach gasped in surprise, allowing Ryder's thick tongue entry to dominate his muzzle. His complaints reduced to pitiful whimpers, Zach could do nothing while the sounds of his salvation approached closer to the pair.

A wave of relief crashed through the otter as the sight of Jace appeared from over the wolf's shoulder. But the cheetah didn't appear fazed in the slightest at what was happening to his trapped friend, in fact he was grinning from ear to ear like a child receiving dessert.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like a certain otter has gotten himself into a bit of a bind." Jace arched an appraising eyebrow. Zach shook his head to dislodge the wolven tongue from his throat. Ryder pulled back slightly and instead occupied himself by drawing deep, invasive breaths of Zach's nape, and sliding his heated cock along the otter's cleft.

"Haha very funny, was this your idea?" Zach laughed painfully sarcastic. "Get him off me."

"Woah don't pin this on me, you got yourself in this mess." Jace held up his hands defensively. "Besides, it looks like someone did something stupid like bite him... and I'm sure as hell not gonna intrude if that's the case."

"I was following your advice-" Zach started before he was cut off by the chuckle from Jace.

"You didn't _actually_bite him, did you?" Jace asked in disbelief.

"What?! You told me to!" Zach cried out.

"I was joking!" Jace laughed. "If you bite a canine, they like, take it as a challenge and respond in kind. This is how Ryder shows dominance... by mating." He knelt down next to where Zach was trapped against the bench.

From here Jace had a decent vantage point from which to observe as the otter's struggles were refuted once more. Ryder had satiated and stalled himself as long as his instincts would allow. Now he needed to do his duty and claim the disobedient, unruly bitch beneath him. Jace laid a paw over Zach's racing heart and felt the rapid beating of a drummer beneath his pads.

"It's ok, just breathe." Jace comforted his panicking otter friend. "The initial entry might be a little rough, I know that much... but it'll feel really good. Trust me." The otter listened and tried to calm his pulse by drawing deeper a lungful of air.

In doing so, he relaxed his clenched tailhole just as Ryder slipped his meat down in preparation, and entered the otter much quicker and more sudden then any of the trio was anticipating. Ryder barked, and let his tongue uncurl from his openly grinning mouth as a third of his cock was enveloped by warm, tight heat.

Zach's eyes widened as he yelled... but no sound escaped. The air he was holding was released in a gasping wheeze as the thick wolven head slipped further up his passage to touch previously virgin depths.

Rdyer growled and continued forcing himself further inside, the otter's discomfort was second to the bigger male's lust. Much too quickly for the whimpering otter's tastes, Ryder had sheathed himself up to the knot inside Zach's hole.

Ryder grunted and huffed each time Zach un-intentionally clenched and relaxed around the intrusion, the rhythmic squeezing sufficient to bring the large wolf to orgasm should he remain still enough for a prolonged length of time. But he wasn't that patient... not in the slightest.

Jace remained by the side of his friend in need, cooing soothing words into the otters' ear to take his mind away from the stinging tenderness encroaching Zach's lower half. The cheetah felt a little bad about setting Zach up like he did, but the otter had it coming.

Slower than the initial entry, Ryder relented his penetration and allowed his cock to slide effortlessly back out of the otter. The liberal coating of precum had been more than enough to slicken up the tunnel for a thorough breeding session. Ryder relaxed his hold on the now still otter, and placed his paws on either side of Zach's round, twitching ears. He leaned down and licked gently across Zach's exposed neck, tasting the sweat and earth tang of the otter's coat.

"Better brace yourself little Zachy, looks like the big bad wolf is about to take you for a wild ride." Jace taunted.

"Who are you calling 'little'? We're the same weig-AH." Zach was cut off mid-sentence thanks to Ryder churning his hips into motion once more.

Sure enough, the wolf was done playing around. He had a lesson to teach and a male to dominate. Rocking back and forth, Ryder worked at displacing the otter's insides with his thick tool. Quickly he increased the tempo, forcing himself deeper and harder with each consecutive push. His claws unsheathed and dug deep into the wooden bench beneath the pair, anchoring himself to better fuck Zach.

Jace felt twinges of jealousy pinging through his body like tennis balls. He longed to be in the place of his friend to appreciate Ryder as much as he deserved. But he stuffed those intrusive thoughts away to give proper support to his friend.

"How's that feel now hmm?" Jace asked.

Zach rolled his head to the side. Through his bleary eyes, the otter could barely make out Jace's form, and his muzzle was too busy inhaling enough oxygen to keep him from passing out, so he couldn't properly express himself, but Jace knew exactly what he was feeling. At first the penetration was intense, twinges of pain shooting up his spine like someone stomped on his tail. But then the thick flesh glances across his prostate, and well, maybe the pain is worth it. Then the wolf starts rocking, thrusting, and gyrating his hips in a sexual cocktail of bliss. Thirty minutes and Zach wake up with empty balls, the inability to walk without a crutch, and a longing for the next time. Jace knew because he'd already been through the process.

Glancing away from his friend, Jace took note of the wolf's expression and actions. The scrunch face, bared fangs, and unsteady rhythm alerted Jace as to what was about to come.

"Ok Zach, he's ready to tie. Relax for the knot, you'll feel a pinch and an indescribable fullness, but god does it amplify your climax and afterglow." Jace advised.

Zach nodded as best he could while being rocked vigorously across the bench. The otter lifted his legs to wrap around Ryder's waist and in the process spread his ass wider for the wolf to access. The better angle and more accepting tail ring was perfect for Ryder to begin trading his vigorous pace for deeper, stronger strokes.

Zach gasped at the increasing pressure spreading his hole open. Ryder pressed forward until his knot kissed the otter's opening like an ardent lover, and then went further still. Zach was already experiencing a fuller rear passage than ever before thanks to the thick shaft, but adding the knot convinced the smaller male he was about to be ripped in two.

Ryder growled fiercely at the resistance his bitch was inadvertently expressing. He pushed harder granting further access for his bulbous flesh, but with drawback of further adding discomfort for the otter. Jace stepped in again, cupping Zach's cheek and whispering encouraging words to sooth the tense male.

The affect was immediate. Zach took a deep breath and felt his inner muscles relax enough to let the wolf enter completely. Unfortunately, Ryder was still attempting to overcome the added resistance, so when there suddenly was none, he unexpectedly sheathed himself fully in the span of a butterfly's wing beat.

Acting quickly, Jace tilted Zach's head to the side and pressed his muzzle against the now wide-eyed otter's before he squeaked at the sudden tying. The cheetah stroked soothingly down the back of Zach's head and tasted the inside of his mouth with his explorative tongue. Zach was too preoccupied understanding the mixed sensations running through his body to reciprocate or even realise what was going on in the world outside of his tailhole.

Ryder took the sight of the exposed otter's neck as an invitation and bit him firmly in a mating bite. The squirming otter and vice-like tightness around the base of his knot was more than enough to throw him howling over the edge of orgasm, the victorious sound muffled thanks to the otter's offered scruff.

Ropes of thick, heated seed rushed through Zach's tailhole. He felt the overwhelming heat blossom within his stomach as Ryder's voluminous cum filled any remaining space with the scent and mark of dominant male.

The scent of rutting males assaulted Jace's nose fully, and he pulled away from the kiss to regain his bearings. Surprisingly, it wasn't just Ryder that had found his peak pleasure during the ordeal. Ropes of cooling, pearlescent cum had lashed up along Zach's body betraying the otter's own orgasm.

As Jace observed the pair, Ryder continued filling the otter and periodically gyrating his hips each time his ball conjured another stream of cum to deposit inside his bitch. Just as the pair seemed to be calming down, Zach seized back up and gasped as his body was wracked with another orgasm; the knot mashing against his prostate proving to be too much for the over stimulated submissive. The otter shuddered while his cock spat out the remaining dribbles of cum, before he fell limp with a glassy eyed look.

~

A good ten minutes passed before Zach lifted his head and shook his disorientated mind clear. In a flash Jace was back by his side, a bounce to his step.

"Sooo... did you have fun?" The cheeky cheetah prompted.

"Umm, yeah. Maybe a little bit." The otter blushed. Jace giggled in response and leaned down to embrace his friend in another kiss. This time the otter was more aware, and more than eager to return the affection. Tingles of afterglow still ran through the otter's body, but he'd become familiar with the fullness that seemed to reach his stomach... in fact as he rubbed his paw down his body and through his cooled cum-slicken body, he gasped to find a slight bulge in place of modest defined abs.

Jace took the hint and backed off to let the otter glance down at his paw. Sure enough, Zach was looking at a bump in his belly that could only be one thing. Ryder grinned at him, pleased with a job well done.

"I hope you've learnt your lesson Zach. Weights go back on the weight rack, and... don't bite a wolf." Ryder chastised. Zach nodded obediently and rubbed his cum-filled stomach again, feeling the wolf's 'lesson' keeping him warm and full.

"Good. In that case, my job here is done." Ryder stated. The wolf tested the tie by pulling his hips away, and upon finding his knot deflated enough to slip out comfortably, he extracted his softened meat from the otter.

A rush of backed up wolf cum flowed like a burst dam from Zach's unplugged ass. The overwhelmingly empty feeling convinced Zach he was missing a part of himself, and desperately wanted Ryder to re-sheath his cock where it belonged. The otter tried to clench his tailhole closed, but lacked the energy to do so and regretfully felt Ryder's deposit dripping from his rudder tail to pool on the floor under the bench. Ryder stepped off from the bench and stretched his back out to ease the discomfort of being hunched over for so long.

"Ah-ah, not so fast wolfy." Jace poked the wolf square in the chest as he left the bench and stepped closer. With a sudden burst of agility and strength, the cheetah bounced forward and threw his weight fully against the bulk of the wolf. Ryder, caught off guard as he was, fell to the ground with a huff and a grunt, bouncing off his rear as the cheetah followed him down.

Jace landed in the wolf's lap, his clothing in a forgotten heap behind him, and his barbed shaft erect and throbbing out of its protective sheath. With the skill and grace only a cat can master, Jace briskly used the paw not holding Ryder down to position the wolf's cum-slickened, but relatively soft cock at his eager tail entrance.

Still using his nimble paw, Jace forced the tip of Ryder's cock back into the warmth of a snug tunnel. Ryder groaned as his over-stimulated wolfhood slipped back under a tight tailhole, but the shock and speed Jace acted upon was too fast for Ryder to respond properly. His cock however had other plans. Finding itself once more half sheathed in a welcoming home, the wolf's sizeable cock surged back to steely hardness, spreading the cheetah's ass delightfully with the thickness.

"Oh fuck yes!" Jace cried out in pleasure. "Fuck this is what I've been after." He panted happily, riding the wolf's disco stick hard and fast. The pain of the sudden intrusion only spurred the cheetah on as he rode the wolf like a mechanical bull, bucking and bouncing in Ryder's lap.

Ryder gasped as his throbbing flesh was engulfed over and over by Jace. The wolf gripped onto the cheetah's slim waist in an attempt at controlling his speed, but this was one ride the wolf had no control over.

Unsatisfied with the effort put in by the wolf, Jace leant down and roughly bit the same spot Zach had latched onto earlier, but while one was in self-defence, now it was purely motivated by selfish reasons.

Ryder's hackles rose immediately, and a thunderous growl threatened a painful contest should the cheetah continue his challenge. But Jace wasn't about to budge so soon, his unrelenting bite only tightening. Now Ryder could feel the sharp wild cat teeth pierce through his thick white furred coat and draw ruby beads of blood.

Ryder was furious. His eyes were wild, and his feral snarl was closer to that of his distant ancestors rather than a civilised fur. He flexed his paws from where they tightened around Jace's waist, the cheetah letting out a startled yelp as sharp claws left deep scratches through his vulnerable skin. The wolf held Jace firm halfway up his length, secured his footpaws on the tile floor, and pistoned up with bone breaking force.

In one shot, the wolf's knot punched through Jace's minimal resistance. With the sudden feeling of his prostate mashed against an inflated knot, the cheetah gasped once and came in arching, uncontrollable shots, clearing the wolf's body below him entirely to splatter across the change room floor. Jace continued shuddering and spurting his contents through Ryder's fur, slowing to a dribble down his sheath and balls.

Jace went limp in Ryder's grasp, and flopped on the wolf's chest to breathe heavily through his afterglow. He released his bite, and licked thoughtfully to catch and clean Ryder's red tinged shoulder.

But Ryder wasn't done, and having one of his bitches disrespect him so blatantly wouldn't be forgotten with a little bit of grooming. He took matters into his own paws... starting by engulfing Jace's entire neck between his sharp teeth in return. Jace's eyes snapped open in fear as the pressure continued to mount to the point it was getting harder to breath. But still Ryder's maw closed just a little bit tighter.

With Ryder's knot inflated inside Jace's ass, he was allowed minimal movement of his hips, and he took advantage of every millimetre. The thick bulb pulled back and begun stretching Jace once more, but stopped and slammed back in to the hilt.

Jace yowled as best he could in the given situation and tried to escape Ryder's clutches. But with Ryder's maw secured around his throat, his waist clutched in the bigger male's grip, and his ass locked to the wolf's hips, he wasn't going anywhere. Doubt entered the cheetah's mind; maybe this time he'd bitten off more than he could chew.

Ryder continued pummelling Jace's rear with his hips. The cheetah's lower half felt numb of all sensations now thanks to the continual testing of Ryder's knot. Distantly Jace felt himself tense up once more in the resemblance of an orgasm, but while his body insisted he should feel pleasure, his mind convinced him that such a thing couldn't be possible.

Never the less, cum seeped from his cock in lazy spurts and dribbles, the majority having been spent over Ryder's fur already. Ryder felt the residual tightness focus around the base of his knot, and came hard for the second time that night.

One might think that after filling Zach to breaking point just moments ago, Ryder would be running dry in the sac, but the opposite couldn't be truer. His thick virile load pumped from his cock slit to invade the impalpable cheetah's depths. His knot ballooned further and plugged the only exit, forcing his seed deeper within his kitten bitch.

The pair laid on the tile floor while minutes ticked by until eventually Ryder came back to his senses and released the limp, oxygen deprived cheetah from the clutches of his jaws. Jace slumped on the white wolf's fluffy chest to relax while the knot went down. The cheetah was far beyond trying to keep his fur clean of cum, his own having soaked into his coat already.

Zach, having watched the show sideways from his bench, thought back on the experience. While having his ass rammed by an oversized wolf surely wasn't on his list of activities planned today, or in his lifetime, the otter couldn't deny how thoroughly he enjoyed the experience. And, barring the beginnings of what will no doubt be a crippling ache under his tail, he'd already decided that leaving some weights around every now and then might not be a bad idea. Considering his train of thoughts, he hardly felt it fair to hold a grudge against Jace, and so any misgivings he had about his friend were cleared in his mind.

~

Time enough passed by for Ryder's knot to slip unhindered out of Jace's backside and back into his sheath. Jace groaned and stretched his limbs, wincing as he felt a twinge in response from under his tail. He stood up and carefully wobbled his way towards the bench where Zach remained, flopping in an exhausted heap once he got there.

"How you holding up?" He asked the otter.

"Probably about as well as you I'd imagine." Zach chuckled in response. "Come on, I still need to finish that shower I initially came in here for."

"That sounds like a fantastically uncomfortable but necessary idea." Jace said. The cheetah gathered his strength once more and forced himself off the bench. Offering a paw, he then helped Zach to stand and wrapped his arm around the otter's back for support, the otter doing the same to him in return.

Together, the smaller pair of males using each other for support, they limped towards the back of the change rooms. Jace stroked slowly down Zach's back, his paw sliding further south than the small of his back to cup along his curvy rear. With a teasing grin, he glanced back over his shoulder to the wolf. Two of the cheetah's fingers slipped under Zach's thick rudder tail and along his tender, cum stained opening, rubbing in soothing circles around the rim.

Ryder stared as Jace slipped two fingers passed Zach's arching rim, the otter gasping and leaning further onto the cheetah molesting him. Jace flicked his twitching tail to the side, exposing his own stretched, leaking hole. Ryder felt his tongue slip from his panting maw while he stared at the tantalising sight walking around the corner to the showers.

"You coming?" Jace called back.

Ryder couldn't leap off the floor fast enough.