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Ahnik exhaled firmly. He was nearing the end of his workout routine. While his muscles were burning pleasantly and his body felt wonderful, that was hardly the primary reason for him to attend the iron church. The gym floor was full of people of a similar size to himself or smaller. His jagged lips pursed in a pout as his eyes darted about. The reptile grasped a bottle of cleaner left by the machine he'd just been on and spritzed down the seat back.

After he wiped the machine down and grabbed his water bottle, he spotted a form lumbering large in the mirror. The green gym nut perked and turned his head.

Coming out of the locker room fresh and ready to work out was a huge Pokémorph. The aggron was wearing an off-white tank top that hardly covered his bright orange nipples where they starkly stood out against his black skin. It framed the powerful muscles on display on his arms and just managed to cover his broad belly up to the waistband of his brown shorts. Getting that far down the broad male's body showed Ahnik the real prize.

Bundled in the earthy fabric was a bundle of maleness that hung far below the hem of the shorts, swaying hardly a foot off the ground with every step. The great weight was balanced at the back with the Pokémon's thick, segmented tail, swaying counter to the nigh spherical mass' rocking just ahead of the sturdy, loadbearing calves.

Ahnik hadn't noticed that his jaw had dropped and his fat tongue had lolled partway past the jagged shape of his lips until he realized the silver bear trap of a muzzle was turning his way. He quickly reeled his tongue in and averted his eyes just enough to look like he was focused on walking to his next machine. Thankfully this put him on track to head to the next station in his workout without too much detour.

The aggron walked past the machines towards the free weights, passing along the row of barbells on their racks as they went from the single digits of pound weight towards high double, then to where he could have a good hundred in each hand.

The green reptile ran his fingers through his orange head spines, feeling them flop loosely along the crest of his head. This plausibly could have been a thing he normally did, but its true purpose was bringing his arm up and back, bringing his own muscle shirt taut across his chest, the damp fabric helping translate the shape of his defined torso in the direction of the larger male.

Said Pokémon glanced in the lizard's direction, orange eyes trailing his form appraisingly for a moment, before he grasped two immense barbells and started to work, starting with bicep curls. His metallic head pointed down to each as he lifted, the silver bands around his upper arms swelling out as the muscles beneath inflated with each rep.

Ahnik bit his lower lip slightly as he watched the arms swell and relax, squishing into the broad chest and the prominent pecs from either side repeatedly. He remembered himself, and sat down into a leg curl machine. Thankfully the open end was facing the larger male, so it wouldn't be too hard to get his attention, he hoped...

The hyper finished his curls and, instead of setting the weights down, transitioned into an exercise that focused on a different set of muscles. He raised his arms straight out from his sides in unison, exhaling firmly as he reached horizontal, before relaxing back down to his sides and repeating. The aggron's eyes were forward now, and they met the smaller man's own.

As Ahnik watched, frozen mid-curl, the Pokémorph added a butterfly into the middle of his next few reps. The saw tooth jaw of the aggron curled into a smirk as he showed off, opening his mouth to let his fat orange tongue casually slather over the glossy metallic surface as his nostrils flared with his lungs' expulsions at each display of casual strength.

The green reptile couldn't help himself. His deer-in-headlights look melted into a smile and he placed an arm on the knee restraint of the machine, coquettishly framing his jaw with his own bicep and deltoid as he resumed pumping with his legs. Ahnik flexed his hips, giving some indication of the size of his glutes with how much his torso was pushed up out of the seat with this action.

A soft shudder of the black metal type's round pecs along with the tug of his muzzle at his cheek belied the hidden chuckle at this returned display. The Pokémon set the barbells down and moved his mass towards the squat racks. He swayed his segmented tail as he grasped the weights for the rack's bar, each individual claw slotting into the opening in one of the immense rounds. With a casual grunt and a motion that flexed his back muscles powerfully, the aggron rose six 100-pound weights up on either side of the bar, carefully slotting them on either end, before he went to get another batch from their storage.

Ahnik sprayed and wiped down the seat in the leg curl machine while hardly looking, his eyes openly staying on the powerlifter on the other side of the machine/free-weight divide. As he watched the Pokémon finish racking the weights and ease under the bar, he thoughtlessly put the cleaner bottle and wipe down rag on the seat of the machine and made his way towards another machine. He just managed to not bump into a shorter gym-goer with the tent in his workout shorts practically acting as a curb feeler to obstacles that weren't directly in his line of sight to the hyper across the gym.

The aggron in question kept up his amused expression, eyes clearly on the lizard in return. With a twist of the bar, it unhooked from the rack and was free to travel on the rails to ensure it only moved along one axis while being used. The construction of the rack creaked with the immense weight shifting from being supported by it to the Pokémorph's shoulders. The metallic plates standing upright on each deltoid helped him keep form, bracing to the bar as much as his powerful trapezius. Exhaling with a visible gush of steam from his nostrils, he stood a moment longer, before easing himself into a squat.

He hardly made it a foot down from standing position before his hyper bulge was resting fully on the floor beneath him. The completion of the squat lightly compressed the mass and made the shape of the hidden shaft atop the obscured balls stand out more from the rest of the form.

The lizard had dropped his jaw once more, eyes focused on the shapes beneath the athletic shorts' tailored pouch for so much masculinity. His own exercises forgotten for the moment, Ahnik watched as the round mass was relieved of pressure from the powerful glutes and once again lifted into the air. It swung as much as the restraining fabric would allow, before the next deep squat pressed all that weight back into the padded floor mat.

At the end of his set, the powerlifter twisted the bar to hook it back onto the rack and stepped forward. He raised his swollen arms into the air, biceps and triceps framing his metal face, before leaning down to do some hamstring stretches to break up the action. His horns nearly reached the bench across from the squat rack from his positioning, while his tail remained lightly draped over the near circular sweat mark his balls had left on the pads.

"Are you done?" A high pitched voice came at the green reptile from the side.

When Ahnik looked, there was a toned mouse standing next to him with a hand towel over one shoulder.

The mouse pointed at the machine that the lizard was practically draped over in his lascivious gazing. "And if so could you wipe it down?" He appeared to be politely declining to mention the tent the larger male had been grinding into the seatback from one side.

With a deflecting chuckle, Ahnik grasped the bottle and cloth next to the machine and did a quick spritz and wipe over everywhere he'd been pressed up to it.

The rodent seemed to be glad for no further conflict, and moved to sit in the machine as soon as the lizard was clear.

Across the line, the Pokémon was watching, his steel jaws still held in a knowing smirk.

The lizard huffed. He wasn't going to be able to keep working out with this much need working at his mind and clouding his judgement. With as confident a look as he could muster, he plotted a course to the locker room that would take him close to the powerlifter. At the point he came closest, he shot the large black and silver male a wink, adding a bit more hip-sway to his walk as soon as he was past, adding a tail lash for extra emphasis.

Ahnik turned and strutted into the locker room, walking past the bathroom stalls and the lockers towards the shower itself. He hadn't made it far on this trajectory before he felt the floor vibrate in a steady rhythm, matching the metallic thuds approaching from behind.

The steel type reached around and grasped the smaller male across the chest. Effortlessly, the Pokémon pressed the lizard's back against the wall, grinning. His bear trap muzzle parted, and he pressed forward, shoving his orange tongue past the green gym nut's jagged lips.

The reptile exhaled sharply from the impact, but made no move to resist, his eyes lidding as he accepted the fat tongue into his jaws. Suckling eagerly, Ahnik lidded his eyes, reaching out a hand to feel at the side of the Pokémon's pec, then to the firm tricep, squeezing it between his fingers and thumb.

Pulling back, the aggron once again slathered his thick tongue across the metallic surface of his jaws. "You're gonna get it for being such a teasing slut." He growled, his grin still in place.

Ahnik could feel his heart flutter in his chest, and his cock twitch in his shorts. He panted heavily, mouth left open after the kiss ended and tongue lolling slightly.

Releasing the lizard, the powerlifter took a step back and hooked his claws into the hem of his tank top. "Strip, slut." He didn't wait to see if his order was followed, pulling the damp off-white fabric over his head to reveal his broad belly fully to the space of the locker room.

Still panting, the lizard worked his shorts off first, freeing his pink uncut shaft to the practically steaming air between himself and the hyper. He tugged his muscle shirt up over his head by grasping the fabric on the shoulders and lifting. He dropped the garment to the floor with his discarded shorts and looked to the Pokémorph.

Said male had casually, with practiced ease, freed the shape of his massive hyper endowment from his shorts, which was now only barely contained by a jock strap. It was so taut that the sides of each teste and the root of his cock were fully exposed. He reached out and grasped the back of Ahnik's head, meshing his fingers through the soft orange spines there. At the same time he raised his opposite arm, pressing the silver band around his bicep to the side of his face and giving it a flex. Using the grip on the smaller male's head, the aggron yanked the toned reptile towards his smooth armpit. "Put that hanging tongue to use."

Ahnik felt his cock pulse eagerly between his thighs as his tongue met the black skin. He could taste the sheer maleness of the steel type, grinding and dragging the maw muscle along to replace sweat with saliva as he was instructed. He closed his eyes, nostrils flaring as he trailed and ground his taste buds, mentally mapping the contours of the muscles converging on the deep divot nestled just beneath the arm.

Content that he didn't need to hold the lizard there, the muscle-gut Pokémon released his claw from Ahnik, the other arm staying draped over the crest of his own metallic skull. He lowered his freed hand down to start working his jockstrap off his defined hip, the other side of the elastic being pressed down with the tip of his segmented tail. Raising his far leg to be able to reach past the knee without bending away from the worshiping the gym nut was giving the near pit; the aggron worked himself fully free. His cock sprung outward and firmed up rapidly as it was free of its bindings properly, soon defying gravity.

The lizard felt the claw on the arm he was tucked beneath grasp the back of his head to replace the first. He let out a soft yelp of surprise as that grip shoved downward. Ahnik bent his knees obediently, and soon found himself kneeling. The hand continued to press, and a peek through hardly opened eyes told him he was getting shoved up against the beautiful black ball sac.

He opened wide and slathered eagerly, licking at the even stronger taste of masculinity found on the smooth surface of the steel type's loins. His tail slowly swayed behind him as he let himself get lost in the flavor and sheer girth, the way they slightly gave under his tongue's pressure...

With a low rumble, the Pokémon watched appraisingly, his claw still on the smaller male's head. He casually guided the licking around his sac to the front, into the cleft between his broad balls. He took a slow back step turn so as to not have to deal with his catch having to awkwardly shuffle around on his knees.

Ahnik practically mewled as he was given the treat of the valley where the cock above his head had rested in for the entire workout. He slathered and slurped, practically sucking on the scrotum flesh to get as much of the male flavor as he could. He pressed forward, licking firmly until he felt the bridge of his snout bump into something hot and soft, with something far firmer within. He opened his eyes and beheld the black shaft, his snout pressed into the form of the empty cum tube along its underside.

Squeezing firmly along the back of the reptile's head, the aggron guided the worshipful licking up the fat swell of the buried urethra in the underside of his phallic spire. The obsidian of the obelisk was only interrupted at the tip.

As the musk drunk lizard parted his eyes upon feeling his tongue hit taut foreskin, his gaze was fixed on the vibrant orange glans peeking out from beneath the black flap. Ahnik dove his tongue to slide beneath it, craving the richer, more intense masculine flavors there.

However, the Pokémorph had another plan, using his grip to guide that tongue away from the straining prepuce. Instead he offered a far more concentrated masculinity, as the slit at the center of the orange glans flexed and gaped.

Ahnik's eyes widened, and he dove, tongue tip first. His jagged lips sealed against the glans while his meaty tongue shoved as deep as he could manage, grinding and slathering his taste buds into the inside of the ample meatus.

The aggron exhaled powerfully, steam gushing from his nostrils again. "Don't go crawling in just yet..." He muttered with a low rumble in his chest, before releasing his grasp. "I'm Chron." He stated in a way that implied he wasn't looking for reciprocation, before pointing down with a claw and then making a circle with it. "Show me that ass and make sure your tail's not in the way, slut."

The lizard kept licking a bit longer, until the order registered all at once. He popped his tongue free of the gaping urethra abruptly, and spun on his feet. Ahnik grasped the tip of his tail with one hand and raised it to his shoulder while the other braced on the floor, setting up a steady tripod for presenting his backside to the hyper.

Chron's orange eyes appraised the toned ass ahead of him while his claw pressed at the top of his cock's base, forcing the upright spire to aim downward. He spotted the tight snug tail hole on full display, and then smirked as he noticed the lizard's genital slit stretched open by his needy arousal on the far side of his fat balls. He ground firmly in that direction, forcing the smaller male's sac up and back with a casual shift of his hips.

Ahnik crooned, not guessing what the big Pokémon had in store for him. He shifted his hips and crooned as the underside of his cock ground into the fat orange saliva-slickened glans. He felt the pressure from beneath shoving the top of his cock's base against the top of his slit, stretching it out a bit more.

The aggron chuckled and grasped onto both toned thighs with his strong claws. Grinding again, Chron gauged the resistance for another moment, before he made his move. Flexing his shoulders and hips in unison, he yanked the lizard's crotch down over his cockhead.

The reptile yelped in surprise, blushing deeply at feeling his fully erect cock getting stuffed back into the genital slit as it stretched to accept the immense maleness that was pushing up and in. Ahnik panted heavily, chest heaving at this unique, intense sensation. He flexed his hips a bit, panting, and found that only ground his trapped shaft against the head and foreskin that were encroaching on its territory. Some part of him thought that he wasn't made to stretch like this, but that part of him was getting overwhelmed with the dry ice fog of lust pouring from sensitive nerve endings into his mind.

Chron grinned broadly, and readjusted his grip. Another flex and thrust and he felt his shaft start sinking in properly. With his strength he had no trouble just snatching the smaller male off the floor so that he didn't have to bend his cock down nearly as far. He soon had Ahnik up in the air, with the pulsing shape of his buried glans starting to show in his lower abdomen just above the top of the genital slit's opening.

Ahnik on the other hand was disoriented, moaning out wantonly. It was such a strain, everything he did to try to assist met with no progress at all, just further stimulating himself on the massive intrusion. Each time the Pokémon pressed forward, however, inches of hyper cock sank out of sight only to reappear beneath the green scales on the lizard's front. As the shape pressed his pecs apart, the gym nut panted heavily and grasped at his own abs and chest with his hands, feeling the steel type's girder forcing his posture to conform to its presence.

The hyper grunted as the tip of his shaft started to pass the lizard's collarbones. "Still too much of me not covered, slut. You're gonna take it to the hilt." He growled, adjusting his grip from the thighs to the top of Ahnik's pelvis. His pecs swelled against his chin as he shoved down harder than ever.

The reptile glurked in surprise as his neck swelled out. The fat glans kept moving upward, and forced the lizard to tilt his head back as it pushed at the underside of his jaw. Ahnik's eyes widened even further as he tasted the masculine flesh on his tongue again.

As Chron shoved the gym nut's ass to the root of his cock in one last flex of his powerful hips, he felt air on his cockhead again. He panted and looked up, before chuckling. Sticking a good six inches out from the tip of the jagged muzzle, his cock head had indeed reemerged from the tight heat of his lay's body. Using his grip on Ahnik's waist, he started working the lizard's form up and down, stopping to reverse direction when his glans sank out of view and when the bubble butt pressed into his groin. "You're the first slut who could take all of me. Well..." He smirked, seeing that the smaller male's gaze was forced to look back at him due to the position. "Kind of..."

Ahnik was overwhelmed with all of this. His coordination was shot in the overload of pleasure he felt from being used like a masturbation sleeve this way. He could barely keep groping over the buried shaft where it distended his torso, especially now that it was always in his throat as well. His own shaft might as well have just been a nerve cluster buried deep inside him, like his prostate, the way he was being worked over. The lizard closed his eyes tightly and shuddered, before he felt his own climax strike him.

The aggron felt the twitching and heat blossoming around the base of his cock and looked down. On a backstroke he spotted the oozing reptile spunk escaping the seal caused by the sheer girth of his cock only to smear over it and make the thrusting easier. "Thanks for that creamy lube, slut..." He panted with a grin, speeding up his lizard-assisted jerking. He shuddered, that bit more stimulation taking him off-guard. Chron grasped on tightly and hilted all at once, clenching his eyes shut.

The skewered green gym nut grunted in surprise as he felt his front stretching even further, as the compressed cum tube buried under his hide firmed up with the sheer pressure of Pokémon cum. The heated swelling rocketed up, forced his tongue flatter against the inside of his jaws, before bursting from the exposed orange glans. Distantly, he heard the splatter of thick spunk, echoing around the locker room.

Chron shuddered and panted as he rode out the first few shots of his peak. When he opened his eyes, he was still gushing, as he was accustomed to, and as he also expected, the far wall of the locker room and the floor at its base were swamped in his essence. Shifting his grip once again, he yanked the lizard up his cock by eighteen inches at once.

Ahnik glurked in confusion as the cock suddenly retracted past his jaws and into his throat between spurts. He closed his jaws automatically and swallowed, quivering at the taste of spunk he got in its wake. Then the next shot hit. His mouth was forced back open and cum splattered everywhere, while his head was pushed back upward by the sheer pressure against his palate.

The Pokémorph chuckled at this far messier geyser and hefted Ahnik up his cock another foot as that shot tapered off.

The reptile curled his toes in midair, savoring the flavor of the pint of spunk he'd managed to keep from escaping his jagged lips. His eyes widened as the force of the hyper's potent release distended his chest even further than the cock itself had previously, before the gallon of viscous warmth was pulled down by gravity and his own elasticity. The underside of the cock where it bulged his abs was rapidly being obscured by the release it was continuing to pump. His hands fumbled to feel the sides of his belly as it grew taut with heavy, steaming spunk.

Chron rode out the rest of his peak like this, gushing at least a gallon each time his massive balls contracted to inflate the lizard further. The weight of his cum was tugging Ahnik forward and down, but his belly met the messy floor long before his head would have slumped to it. As the aggron felt his peak trickle to a stop, he casually took a step back and yanked his still drizzling cock free.

With no support from any part of the Pokémon, Ahnik shuddered as his cock flopped free of his slit on a wave of gushing aggron seed. His body was reasserting its proper anatomy now that the reality-defying cock was no longer shoved into his form, and he had no control of his genital slit to keep it from releasing the gifted essence. He slumped onto his side, squeezing his thighs together to try to stem the tide somewhat, stroking over his taut green scales.

"I could do with a refill after that." The hyper chuckled, casually walking around the slumped and overwhelmed reptile. Before Ahnik had a chance to respond, Chron thrust his hips forward again. The slit at the tip of his spent cock easily gaped, wrapping over the snout that it had so recently been jutting out of.

The lizard mmmphed in surprise, but made no move to resist, even as his whole head was engulfed, and he felt the internal muscles, which were so skilled at pumping fluid, swallow along the all-too solid gym nut, conquering his shoulders in moments.

The only real obstacle that Chron's cock faced was the bloat it had planted in Ahnik in the first place. As it flexed and sucked harder, working over the vast, malleable dome, it worked like squeezing a toothpaste tube. Gallons of the Pokémon's cum gushed out of the overwhelmed lizard's slit, as the meatus greedily claimed the slowly deflating mass. The output continued until the genital slit was also overcome by phallic flesh.

Ahnik managed to keep a good deal of the spunk inside him, as the pressure working around his hips meant that no more was being forced free. He weakly nuzzled at the inside of the cum tube, feeling the heat of the massive shaft soak through him and make relaxing all the easier.

Chron hefted his cock upright with a casual grunt and felt a claw over the bulge of the lizard's still greatly swollen belly as it descended. Deep in the base of his shaft he could feel Ahnik's muzzle pressing through the tighter passages before starting to emerge into the broad balls below.

Deep within, the lizard perked up, extending his tongue to slurp at the pool of cum he was dangling over. He felt his knees tightly held in the phallic flesh above, his feet wiggling a little alongside the rest of his tail. A claw pressed on his soles shoved them fully into the deep warmth, and he felt his shoulders being forced through the tight cock root and out into the scrotum below. This also dunked his head into the spunk, and he was too distracted to keep track of his body once again.

The aggron grunted as he felt that ball-gut of his own spunk once again being an obstacle, the squishy lump appearing almost like a knot at the base of his cock. The only part of the lizard still exposed to the open air was about a foot of tail flopping around rather uselessly. Chron groped at his cock, squeezing downward with his claws and pushing down on the swell, trying to work it through his cock's root.

Ahnik moaned and gulped more cum as he felt the squish, that tautness working slowly over his straining belly. His head slowly emerged from the cum as his shoulders hit bottom as he started to have to curl around, panting and filling his lungs with the musky air deep within the scrotum. The lizard let out a blissful yelp as suddenly his gut came free and his hips splashed down into the spunk.

Chron sighed in relief as the last of the lizard trailed down and was sealed into his massive balls. At the same time, he used his tail to dig through the splattered clothes discarded nearby, lifting the gym nut's shorts to his claws. He dug Ahnik's phone out, then retrieved his own. He chuckled. "No lock on here? I bet you like guys doing this a lot, slut."

The reptile loosely slumped, treating the broad ball sac like a jacuzzi, soaking in the heat from the thick musky fluids. Ahnik didn't respond directly to the words from overhead. Perhaps he was beyond words at this point. His tail slowly swished and twisted, sliding along the inner curve as he felt the heat just suffuse through him, meeting up with the heat of the swollen mass of spunk in his belly.

Casually, the Pokémorph deftly added his contact information to Ahnik's phone, before using it to text himself with the message 'this is the slut you sacked at the gym' so he could save the info for himself later. "You're too good of a slut to only fuck once." He rumbled to his passenger, before starting to make his way into the showers, making no attempt to hide the incriminating mess of barrels of aggron cum dripping off the walls.