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Hitting the Gym

It was a quiet day at the gym; so quiet that Gareth was the only guy there. Weekday mornings were always the quietest, most people were either at work or taking care of other obligations, too busy to really work out. The big, buff bull sat on a bench in one of the building's workout rooms, lifting some dumbbells while he waited for his customer to show up.

Gareth was a personal trainer, and the guy he'd be training that day, from what Gareth knew of him, was a fox who went by Erik, a twenty-seven year old who'd joined the gym to get fit and such. He hadn't met the guy yet, everything had been set up by the gym's receptionists so far, but he figured he'd know the fox when he saw him. It was nearly midday, the appointed time for the fox's first session, when the door to the room opened and a furry vulpine head peeked into the room.

"Punctual guy," Gareth muttered as the fox stepped in wearing the usual kinds of clothes you'd see in a gym: a workout t-shirt and some light shorts. He looked nervous and uncomfortable; awkward was an understatement. He was wringing his hands while his big, furry belly poked out from underneath his shirt. Gareth gave a grunt and returned his dumbbells to their stands before going over to greet the fox who looked up at him, smiling at the powerful, hulking example of bull. Gareth looked down at him with his bright green eyes, smiling back warmly. He took a friendly approach, though he was still an intimidating sight in general so the fox couldn't help but feel increasingly nervous despite Gareth's welcoming demeanour.

Gareth took a moment to look his newest customer up and down. A chubby orange fox; fairly young looking with a pair of thin-rimmed glasses adorning his nose. He didn't seem to have much muscle on him and so Gareth assumed he hadn't done much lifting over the years.

"'Morning!" Gareth smiled. "You're Erik, right?"

"Uh, yeah," the fox nodded quickly, trying to keep the awkwardness out of his voice. "I'm here for the, uh, training? And stuff?"

Gareth nodded, "I'm Gareth; I'll be your trainer." He extended a hand to the tubby fox. "Nice to meet you." He kept talking as they shook hands, "Your file said you don't have any experience in the gym?"

"No, not really," Erik shook his head. "I haven't been to a gym since I was a teenager."

"That's not a problem," said Gareth. "I'll teach you everything. A lot of these things look scary but they're real simple to use." He gestured for Erik to follow him and they stepped further into the room, surrounded by various machines and equipment, weights and dumbbells. "Let's start with something simple." He nodded to the rack of dumbbells he'd been using. "Go grab a weight you're comfortable with."

"Okay... Sure," Erik nodded and went to do so.

Gareth watched as Erik went and bent over to pick up a pair of dumbbells. The bull couldn't help but notice that big, thick rump of his sticking out, those shorts gripping his cheeks tight and leaving a perfect outline of his foxy butt.

"Goddamn that looks good to squeeze..." he thought to himself, licking his lips at the sight of it, eyes locked on the vulpine ass. He let himself ogle for a few moments before shaking out of his trance and reminding himself that he had a job to do. He spoke up, "Ah, that's wrong."

"Huh?" Erik looked over at him, confused. "I-I'm just picking them up..."

"Weren't you taught not to lift with your back?"

"Oh... r-right..." He tried again, kneeling down this time before taking the dumbbells, though Gareth still noticed a bit of back-lifting that he was going to have to train out of him.

He guided Erik over to the bench and instructed him on the proper use of his dumbbells. As expected, Erik was unsure and clumsy with poor technique and posture. Gareth found himself patiently correcting the fox again and again, telling him how to bend his arms, how to sit, how to lift properly. Erik tried to take in everything the bull was saying but he kept slipping up, forgetting basic rules and such.

They spent a bit longer than Erik usually would when teaching someone proper dumbbell technique, but eventually the bull decided to move on.

"Alright, I think that's good for the dumbbells for now," he said.

"Ah... Sorry if I didn't do it right," Erik gulped. Gareth just shrugged.

"Hey, you'll get the hang of it," he said. "People think that lifting dumbbells is this super easy thing, but there's a proper form to it that not many people get. Anyway, I want to see how you handle something a bit more technical." He brought the fox over to a weight-lifting bench and got him to lie down. It was clear that the fox was nervous - maybe he'd seen some videos online of people getting injured with these things.

"Don't worry," said Gareth. "I'll spot you, you're fine." Erik nodded in response and watched as the bull set up the weights and stood above the fox.

"Do I...?" Erik took the cold, metal shaft in his hands, the bull quickly correcting his grip.

"Just like this..." he instructed. He finally had Erik lifting the weights and the fox was surprised to find that it wasn't as hard as he thought it would be, mainly because of the great hulking bull spotting him. Erik looked down at him and it was after the second rep that he noticed how close his bulge was to Erik's face... His shorts were tight, he wasn't one to wear loose-fitting clothes when he worked out, so the large, bordering on obscene, package he was equipped with was very clear and visible. The bull's equipment hadn't gone unnoticed by the fox; it was hard not to notice a massive bulge hovering just inches away from your face. He tried to ignore it but found his mouth watering at the sight of it, his cheeks blushing bright pink with embarrassment.

Some people might have complained or asked him to do something about it, or at the very least asked to do some other activity, but Erik remained silent. Not because of his embarrassment or anything, but because he, believe it or not, didn't mind having a massive bull package shoved in his face. He kept trying to focus on the lifting but felt his arms starting to shake a bit as he feasted his eyes on his trainer's bulge. His blushing intensified when he felt his crotch starting to tingle.

"Oh no..." he thought to himself. "Don't... Not here, he'll notice! Fuck..." He couldn't control himself. That package just looked so hot, so juicy. What he wouldn't give to yank those shorts down and wrap his lips around the fat cock they were hiding... It didn't take long for his own package to become stiff and rigid, his foxy dick tenting his shorts. Gareth noticed almost immediately, glancing down with a surprised look when he noticed Erik's stiffness.

"I... can explain," Erik gulped. "I-I'm sorry, it's not my fault, it's just, um, I couldn't-"

"Hey, it's fine, that's normal," said Gareth.

"Huh? It is?"

"Yeah, plenty of people get workout boners. It's perfectly normal."

"Workout boners...?" Erik asked. "Uh, i-if you say so..." He didn't fully understand, but it looked like he'd just gotten out of an awkward situation so he wasn't complaining. Gareth kept him lifting for a bit longer and the fox was too busy with the weights to notice the occasional glances Erik was giving his crotch.

"Fuck, he's hot," Gareth thought. "Fat ass, nice package... Bet he'd look good with a dick in him..." It was at this point that he noticed the fox's lifting getting noticeably slow and decided to call it quits for the weight lifting. Erik was still a beginner and he didn't want the guy risking an injury by pushing himself too much.

"Go get a drink," said Gareth as Erik stood back up, the fur of his forehead glistening slightly with sweat. "Once you're ready you can have a go at the treadmills." Erik nodded and took a few sips from the drinking fountain before following his trainer, his hardness bouncing embarrassingly in his shorts as he moved.

"They look intimidating," said Gareth as Erik stepped up onto one of the treadmills. "But they're pretty simple to operate." Erik nodded and listened to the instructions. He pushed the button for the lowest setting and had to be steadied when the treadmill suddenly spurred into life. "It's okay, you got it. Just keep moving." Gareth watched on and made sure the vulpine was going a steady pace, not too fast for his skill level but fast enough to work up a sweat at least. Before long Erik had moved on to a jogging pace, his fat, furry belly bouncing and shaking as he moved in place. His cock had softened a bit by this point but his bulge was still noticeable and, like his belly, was bouncing around as he went.

Before long Erik's clothes, and his fur, were noticeably wet with sweat, the fox panting and grunting as he went, the powerful, hairy bull watching on from the side. The sight of the big, thick fox was really testing his self control, a test that he was rapidly failing. Even now his body betrayed him, his package swiftly growing as he watched. He just wanted to reach out and grab hold of that belly, to grope and squeeze at Erik's fat body and squeeze at those big, soft man tits. Gareth coughed awkwardly and shuffled around. He was already sporting as semi-hard tent when the sound of the fox's panting voice made him jump in surprise.

"I-I'm done," Erik said, quickly turning the machine off and grabbing the rails tight, tired out and covered in sweat.

"Oh, ah, right!" Gareth said with a smile. "You do look tired. C'mon, go get some rest." He took the fox over to some benches nearby and let him sit down before grabbing him a paper cup of water which Erik quickly guzzled down. "You're doing good," said Gareth.

"Really?" asked Erik.

"Yeah! Impressive for your first time," Gareth chuckled, petting the fox on the shoulder. You've still got half an our left on your slot, so have a rest for a few minutes and we can pick back up.

Erik nodded and sat there, tossing his now empty cup into the trash nearby, flustered and sweaty. He kept glancing over at the bull, admiring his body; his strong muscles, his powerful form and, of course, the monster bulge he was packing. Erik wondered if it had gotten bigger since last time he ogled it... Was he actually getting hard? Nah, it must have been his imagination... Right? He couldn't help himself, he just kept looking over at what Gareth was packing. It was the size you'd see in a porno; Erik could only imagine what that thing looked like naked, let alone fully hard.

A curious look passed over Gareth's face when he inevitably caught the fox staring.

"Is he... checking me out...?" he wondered. Erik hadn't noticed that he'd been caught and so Gareth waiting a few more moments to make certain. Sure enough, Erik was checking out his bulge, not very subtly either. Was he interested? No way... There was no way he was lucky enough to be assigned such a hot, fuckable fatty of a fox who also happened to be into cock... But, Erik did keep staring, practically eye-fucking him with his gaze. Gareth had caught a few guys checking him out in the past but it was mostly out of curiosity. Even straight guys had to do a double take when they first caught a glance at his monster, but Erik's staring was clearly more than just a curious glance. It was obvious that the big guy was hungry for cock.

It took Erik a bit longer to realize he'd been found out and looked up into the bull's eyes with a shocked gasp when he realized Gareth had been watching him stare this whole time.

"Fuck- I, um, I'm sorry, i-it's inappropriate of me to stare!" Erik sputtered nervously, his eyes wide with shock. "I-I, um, don't kick me out, I-"

"Calm down, calm down!" Gareth said quickly. "It's okay! Really!"

"I-it is?" Erik gulped.

"Of course!" Gareth said, smiling down at the fox. He paused for a moment before adding, "In fact, if I'm honest, I've been checking you out too."

"You... have?" Erik asked, surprised.

"Uh-huh," Gareth grinned. "You know, I might be a beefcake, but, again, if I'm being honest, I've got a thing for big guys like you." Erik started blushing furiously, his crotch giving a twitch at the bull's words. "That's one of the perks of the job, you know. Lots of big guys like you come in here wanting to get fit and I get to stare at them the whole time."

Erik was too embarrassed to do anything other than stutter nervously, his package starting to harden once again. Gareth soon kept speaking.

"So, I guess the question is: where do we go from here?"

"What do you mean?" Erik asked.

"Well... I mean, you're interested in me, I'm interested in you..."

"Oh! Um, oh...!" Erik gulped. He'd never been flirted with like this before and wasn't sure how to proceed. "W-we can... get a room?"

"Why bother with a room?" Gareth chuckled. "This place'll do fine."

"Y-you mean...?" Erik left the sentence unfinished, watching as Gareth went and locked the door to give the two of them some privacy. He then returned and placed a firm hand on the back of Erik's head.

"This what you want, foxy?" he smirked, moving forward and pulling Erik into his crotch. The fox gasped out, eyes going wide as his nose was suddenly assaulted by the bigger male's musky scent, his face smooshed into that massive bulge of his.

"Oh, fuck!" Erik gasped out with a whine, his cock hitting full mast in a split second, his face nuzzling into Gareth's shorts, slightly wet with sweat from the workouts he'd been doing before Erik had gotten there.

"Like it, fox?" Gareth breathed, grinding his crotch against the vulpine's face, his growing manhood twitching and throbbing inside his pants, pulsing against Erik's face.

"Y-yeah!" Erik whimpered in a breathy voice. He huffed at the bull's maleness, getting good, long sniffs of his manly and slightly spicy scent, his nose tingling from the powerful, overwhelming smell.

"That's it, fatty," Gareth grunted, eagerly humping against Erik's face, his sweat seeping through his shorts and being wiped off across Erik's fur. Erik looked up at Gareth with a desperate, needy look on his face, staring into the bigger man's eyes past that massive, growing package of his.

"I need it," he whimpered. "G-give it to me? Please?"

"Heh, need it, do you?" Gareth grinned. "Kiss my bulge first. And give it some licking too." Erik nodded quickly and got to work, peppering the outline of Gareth's shaft with kisses before slurping along it, the taste of sweat hitting his tongue in an instant. His tongue worked all over the crotch of Gareth's shorts while the fox whimpered and whined with submission. He'd never tasted another male before, let alone such a musky, sweaty one. The taste and scent was enough to make his head swim, but he kept going, unfazed. He soon wrapped his lips around the package, still licking as he suckled on it, getting an even stronger taste of the muscular bull's sweat.

Erik kept worshipping it with his mouth and was soon given the honour of touching it. He brought his hands up, both of them groping and running across that stiff package, groping at Gareth's monstrous cock and balls while his muzzle kept grinding against his trainer's crotch. His own shorts were tented, his cock leaking pre into his underwear and staining them with his fluids. He wanted to jerk off, wanted to pleasure himself, but he just couldn't take his hands away from that amazing cock in front of him.

After a while, Gareth decided that Erik had finally earned his cock and had the fox pull away. He then hooked his fingers into his shorts, Erik's sweat-covered mouth watering as Gareth yanked them down to reveal his now fully erect manhood.

"Holy fuck," Erik gasped, eyes wide. It was massive. Twelve inches of fat, veiny cock, throbbing right before his very eyes, the foreskin glistening with pre-cum while those fat, heavy balls hung low beneath his shaft.

"That's what they all say," Gareth chuckled, his hand stroking the back of Erik's head. "If it's too much we can always just stick to handjobs-"

"Fuck that..." Erik said, staring in awe at the bull's equipment. "I need it in me..."

"Heh... Well, aren't you the stereotypical fox?" Gareth chuckled. Hey, he sure as hell wasn't complaining. Erik opened up and was about to get to work when Gareth stopped him. "Your clothes are looking pretty tight there," he said. "Get them off and you can have all the cock you want." Erik was undressing in an instant, tearing off his shirt and shorts and leaving them on the floor, his own sizeable foxy dick hard and twitching. Seven inches; a nice size. Nowhere near Gareth's twelve, but a nice size all the same.

Now naked and with Gareth pantsless, Erik sat on the bench, his body screaming for cock as he gazed at the foot long dick presented to him. Gareth gripped the back of the fat fox's head and pushed forward, slapping his cock head against Erik's lips and grinding his tip against them, leaving a trail of pre-cum and getting a quivering moan from the needy vulpine.

"Open up, fatty," Gareth smirked. Erik did so in an instant, opening his mouth wide and moving forward. He brought a hand up to grip at that massive dick, groaning quietly and wrapping his lips around the fat shaft. He gave a muffled gasp as the taste hit him hard, his tongue darting against the tip and flitting all over it. He had a mouthful of pre in a matter of seconds, swishing the stuff around with his tongue for a moment and enjoying the taste before he let the sticky fluids slide down his throat.

Erik followed the examples he'd seen in all the porn he watched and gripped the bull's dick with one hand while the other when to fondle those dark, low-hanging nuts. He gropes and stroked at Gareth's maleness, his mouth working eagerly at it. He pushed himself down, getting a few more inches of cock down his throat, though he certainly wasn't going to be able to get the whole thing inside him. His hands were going to have to work the rest of the length. He used both of them to grip the shaft, stroking fervently up and down it and getting approving grunts from the bigger male. Erik kept pushing down and gave another gasp when he felt Gareth thrust forward, shoving an extra few inches of cock down his throat and making him choke on it. Gareth knew he wasn't going to get it all inside him but was content to just have the first quarter of his dick sucked while the fox's hands did the rest of the work.

He gave a few humps into Erik's face, eliciting more chokes and gags from the fox who was now bobbing his head up and down on it. He loved the taste; so strong and musky, sweat dripping from Gareth's veiny cock onto Erik's waiting, hungry tongue.

"Mrrr! Mm!" Erik whined around the cock, his mouth and hands still working at it, his tongue licking around the shaft while Gareth stood over him, staring down and smirking at the horny little fox.

"Good boy," Gareth chuckled, still humping into Erik's maw and watching as his cock was worked in and out of that warm, wet mouth. He could feel Erik's hands gripping his shaft tight, stroking him quickly, much to the bull's approval. "You've got a good mouth," Erik growled, his grip on Erik's head tightening. "Keep it up. Keep sucking my cock, fox." Erik was more than happy to oblige.

He sucked, licked and slurped, the loud, obscene sounds of his sloppy blowjob echoing around the room as he went. Occasionally he'd pull with a gasp to take in a deep breath before lunging for the cock again and getting as much of it as he could handle shoved down his throat. The first few inches of Gareth's cock was a mix of spit and pre-cum, the fox desperately sucking him off and gulping down whole mouthfuls of his sticky, salty fluids. Gareth growled loudly, his cock pulsing against Erik's tongue. It felt so good; Erik was amazing with his mouth. Gareth soon felt a prime need take over, his teeth clenching and his body going tense.

"Lie down," he ordered, placing his hands on Erik's shoulders and pushing him so that he was lying across the bench. Gareth straddled him, a leg on either side of his body with his cock still shoved inside him and his hands gripping the fox by his furry, black-tipped ears.

"Mrrpph!" Erik gasped out, his eyes wide as Gareth began pistoning in and out of his mouth hard and swiftly. His hands went around the bull's waist, grabbing his strong, toned ass and holding it for support while Gareth began ramming in and out of him, deeper than before, but just barely getting half of his twelve inch cock down Erik's bulging throat.

The whimpering, muffled moans coming from the chubby fox filled Gareth's ears, the vulpine squirming under him. It was all just a bit too much for Erik to take, inexperienced as he was, but he kept sucking anyway, lying there on the bench while the hulking, muscular bull that was his trainer pounded away at his maw.

"Fuck!" Gareth growled. "Fucking amazing! Keep sucking! Keep... sucking...!" He huffed loudly, pulling Erik close while he rammed in and out with powerful movements of his thick, hairy hips. His heavy, cum-filled balls bounced to and fro between his strong legs, knocking against Erik's chin as he thrust in hard.

Gareth's whole body shook. His peak was quickly approaching and he knew it wouldn't be long before he'd be emptying his nuts down this slutty little bitch's throat. Erik gave out a whine, still gripping Gareth's ass with one hand while his other went down to play with himself, gripping his hardness tight and jerking himself off while he savoured the taste of cock. Erik looked up at the bull, admiring his toned, sweaty form, the dark-brown hair that covered Gareth's body darkened further by his bodily fluids. Gareth looked back down at him, their eyes meeting and the bigger male smirking wide. He was close, and he was going to pump everything he had inside the desperate fox.

His grunting grew louder, sweat dripping off his muscles and onto Erik's face, his balls tensing and preparing to unload. He tilted his head up, pulling the fox close and slamming us much of his cock down Erik's throat as he could while he tilted his head up and cried out in pleasure, his bellowing voice filling the room. Erik's eyes went wide and he took in a deep breath through his nose as he immediately found his mouth flooded with the other male's cum, the salty, musky taste assailing his taste buds. He basked in it, instinctively swallowing every drop he was given and savouring the taste, lying there with his cock in his hand and whining while he was filled up with hot bull cum.

They both panted loudly, need and lust dripping from their voices. A few stray drops of cum leaked out from around Gareth's shaft, dripping down Erik's chin and turning his orange fur white. He gave the fox a few more shallow thrusts before he'd finally finished up. Though spent, he didn't pull out quite yet. He kept his dick lodged down Erik's throat, letting the fox tickle the sensitive dick with his tongue a bit longer before casually yanking his rod out and letting the fox breathe.

"Oh, fuck!" Erik panted, cum leaking out his maw, the taste still fresh on his tongue and his own dick still throbbing painfully hard in his grip.

"You've got a good mouth," said Gareth. "I hope your ass is good too." Erik's hole gave a twitch at that, the fox ogling the massive bull dick which was still hard and rigid. It was wet and lubed with spit and cum, but all the lube in the world wasn't going to make taking a monster like that easy. Though, before Gareth shoved it in, he figured he'd have some fun with Erik's body first while his nuts recharged.

He moved down, straddling Erik's body and pressing his still hard dick against that fat, furry belly, the orange fox fur giving way to the white that covered his chest and belly. Gareth grinned down at him.

"Mm, you're a big guy," he said with lust oozing from his voice. He pressed his cock against Erik's belly and began grinding against him, his cock twitching and throbbing against the softness of the fox's body. Erik gave a whine of submission, looking up into Gareth's eyes still and letting the bull handle and molest him.

"How'd my cock taste, fatty?" Gareth asked.

"A-amazing," Erik answered breathlessly.

"Yeah, I bet it did," Gareth said, still grinding his hardness against Erik's chubby belly. He smeared the fox's fur with the cum leaking out his dick and then reached down and grabbed hold of Erik's man tits, squeezing them tight and getting a surprised yelp and moan from his bitch. His fingers kneaded into them, pinching at his nipples as he kept humping against Erik's body, cock pulsing against the fat fox body the whole time. "You're a fat little bitch, aren't you?" Gareth growled. Erik nodded with a whimper, blushing furiously, embarrassed, but so incredibly turned on. "Say it," Gareth ordered.

"I'm a fat little bitch!" Erik obeyed instantly. "I'm a fat slut!"

"Good boy," Gareth chuckled. He gave Erik's nipples a few more pinches and squeezes, eliciting more moans and yelps from him while his cock continued to leak pre onto Erik's stomach.

Once Erik's nipples had been sufficiently tweaked and his belly was matted in pre, Gareth moved down further, down between the fox's legs.

"Legs up," he said. Erik obeyed. He was nervous; he knew what was coming next and his ass was starting to hurt just imagining it. "Relax. It'll hurt less if you relax." Erik nodded and braced himself, gasping when Gareth began prodding his massive cock against his exposed entrance. The bull smeared his pre across the needy, tight hole and pushed forward. Erik was so tight, his cock slipped away more than a few times; it had trouble gaining purchase.

"Fuck... You're seriously tight," Gareth grumbled, gripping his shaft tight and holding it in place, lining himself up with Erik's hole and pressing forward slowly. Erik grunted and gasped, grimacing when he felt his ass being probed. It took Gareth a few more moments but he eventually managed to thrust his cock tip into Erik's ass before pushing the first few inches of fat bull cock inside him.

"Arrgh! Oh fuck! Fuck!" Erik gasped. His hand had left his cock at this point and he was gripping the sides of the bench tight, clenching his teeth while Gareth pushed deeper into him.

"Take it," the bull grunted. "Just sit back and enjoy it, fatty." Erik panted and gasped, his voice trembling and high-pitched. It was a tight fit to say the least and his ass quickly became sore, but he didn't protest. He just lay there, letting his personal trainer push his cock deeper and deeper inside him.

Erik's ass gripped Gareth's cock like a vice, squeezing and clenching around it tightly, the combined lube and spit doing nothing to help lube that monster cock. Still, Erik took as much of it as Gareth was going to give. The bull stopped once the majority of his cock had been thrust into him, the fox's ass sore and in pain, the hole twitching around the shaft inside it. They looked at each other in silence for a moment, silence which was soon broken by the fox's trembling voice.

"Fuck me," he begged. "Fuck me... please..."

"Heh, you got it, slut," Gareth smirked. He gave the bitch what he wanted. He slid a few inches out before thrusting it all inside him again, Erik crying out in pain as his ass was used and fucked, the powerful bull slamming deep inside him. He was slow and steady at first but quickly picked up the pace, his hips working swiftly back and forth, working his manhood in and out of Erik's body, his balls shaking along with his strong movements.

Gareth looked down at Erik's crotch, that hard foxy dick still stiff and leaking, begging for attention which Gareth was more than happy to give it. He latched a hand onto it, making the fox gasp as he began pumping at it.

"How's that?" Gareth asked. "Feel better?" Erik nodded fervently, squirming underneath him and starting to buck his hips into the tight grip. It helped to dull the pain; the pleasure coursing through his crotch mingled in with the pain in his ass, overriding it slightly and getting a pleasured moan to escape his throat. Gareth kept up his pounding, bearing down on the fox who kept writhing under him, a mixed look of pain and sheer ecstasy plastered over his grimacing and scrunched up face.

"F-fucking hell...!" Erik panted. "M...More...!" He was a bit nervous to say that, but he couldn't deny what he really needed: and that was more cock. As much as it hurt, he wanted more. Needed it. He needed to feel that massive bull cock breeding his cunt until Gareth was ready to unload his balls right up his tight foxy ass.

"More, huh?" Gareth smirked. "Yeah, I'll give you more." With one hand on Erik's cock and the other gripping one of his legs, Gareth picked up the pace. He slammed in harder, his movements becoming swifter, faster. Their moaning intensified and grew louder; Erik's eyes went wide when he felt that cock hitting his prostate, forcing a load of pre-cum to fire from his cock and onto his furry belly.

"T-thank you!" Erik moaned. "Oh, fuck, you're amazing! Breed me! Please, breed me!" He pushed down, ignoring the pain as Gareth managed to get good and deep inside him. The pain had subsided slightly, though it never really went away. It would take a good few sessions of hard fucking before he could take something this big without it hurting, but the pain was mostly blocked out by the overwhelming pleasure that having his cock and g-spot stroked and toyed with brought.

Erik was still gripping the sides of the bench tight, his whole body clenching. The bull kept jerking him off while he fucked and Erik found himself growing close to boiling point. With his toes curling and his body trembling, he pushed his hips up into Gareth's grip, opening his mouth to warn the bigger male of his impending orgasm, though all he could manage was a weak, shaky moan. A split second later and the myriad sensations surging through him brought him to his peak, his cock pulsing before suddenly firing the contents of his heavy balls all over himself. He coated his tubby bod with his seed, the white, sticky stuff matting his fur and coating his body, a few ropes managing to splatter across his face and land inside his own mouth. Gareth gave a chuckle at the sight of the fox cumming for him, his hand still grasping the twitching shaft tight and stroking him off to coax even more of Erik's load out of his clenched balls.

A dozen loads later and Erik was spent, though Gareth kept stroking him off, tugging at the overly sensitive cock and making the fox cry out. Erik placed both hands on top of Gareth's, panting loudly.

"S-stop!" he begged. "I-I'm done, I'm done! Stopstopstop!" His face was covered in sweat, his chest rising and falling with his panting breaths. Gareth showed mercy, his hand leaving the spent dick and letting it flop against Erik's belly, the shaft slowly softening and leaking excess cum onto his fur.

Erik lay panting and groaning on the bench, moaning out as his was still being used and fucked, penetrated deeply by that monstrous example of man meat. Gareth gripped Erik by his legs, hands holding him tight and pulling him close as he kept working at that vulpine ass, growling loudly and grunting out with approval. He wasn't too far behind. He was about to flood his bitch's body once again with his hot load.

He leaned forward, his movements becoming erratic and his grip tightening.

"Fuck! Take it!" he grunted. "Best fuckhole I've ever used! Tight little slut! Fucking... take it...!!" His fucking reached fever pitch and he soon gave out a deafening roar of pleasure, unable to hold his load back anymore. He kept fucking as he came, Erik's eyes wide open, his ass being flooded with the bigger, stronger man's cum. They both gasped, Erik groaning out, his walls being painted white with Gareth's seed. He could feel his body being filled with the stuff, his belly distending slightly from the sheer amount of cum being shot into him. He was going to be leaking for days...

"Fucking hell," Gareth panted, slamming his cock in one more time, shooting the last few streams of cum he had to offer inside his bitch. "That was one helluva fuck." He slid his cock out, Erik's ass immediately leaking cum onto the bench, sore, stretched and thoroughly used. Erik lay panting; it was going to take him a while to fully recover from all that.

"Good session," Gareth chuckled. "You're going to do well here, big guy."

"Th...Thrrnk you..." Erik groaned, his voice garbled and weak. Gareth waited patiently while the fox collected himself, eventually getting his breath back and slowly clambering off the bench, his legs shaking as he stood up. Gareth had to steady him so that he didn't fall over.

"So," said Garth, giving Erik's cheeks a firm squeeze. "I take it you're not in a state to keep exercising, so how 'bout you hit the showers early? You look like you need it." He looked up and down Erik's leaking and cum-covered body.

"Y-yeah," Erik nodded, gathering up his clothes and slipping his shorts on, his ass oozing cum into the inside of his clothing.

"You can talk to the receptionist to sort out our next session," Gareth gave him a sly wink. "I think I have a few slots available this week." Erik blushed pink at that, but he sure as hell wasn't going to turn him down. He took a few more moments to make sure his legs weren't going to give out on him before limping away, Gareth unlocking the door for him and ushering him towards the locker room showers.

Once showered, Erik dried himself off and pulled his regular clothes on, slowly since his ass was still in pain from its breeding. He'd certainly gotten one helluva workout that day. Fully dressed, Erik limped out of the locker room and towards the receptionist desk to arrange his next session with the big, hulking bull.

THE END