Wet Fur

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Sex in the Pool

It was easy to catch the eye of someone in the gym but, well, it was the kind of establishment that was most certainly for adults only. Everyone who went there knew that and if they didn't know it, well...they found out very clear on the sign-up paperwork. A gym with a small pool, sauna and steam room attached, it had started as a meeting place for anthros who were guys and wanted to hook up with guys - then gone from strength to strength.

A casual place for weight lifting, cardio, relaxing, having sex and more... What more could anyone ask for? Of course, it wasn't the kind of place for everyone: and it was never intended to be.

That was just why Mike went to the gym, however, the chocolate labrador's tail practically always wagging. Sometimes his tail got tired, but, well...that was just something he was happy to deal with. He'd much rather be cheerful and smiling than feeling down in the dumps, though that didn't mean that the dog anthro didn't have his own needs to be met either.

He took his time in the gym, where everyone could work out in whatever attire, within mild reason, they were the most comfortable with. It meant that most in the weight lifting and cardio areas would strip down to just shorts and a shirt, though some wore tighter, supportive underwear to exercise too. Cleaning wipes, towels and other necessities were, of course, provided so that shed fur and sweat could be cleaned up from equipment after its use. Anyone who didn't look after the gym and the facilities provided for them wouldn't last very long there, which suited Mike just fine.

He relaxed in the machine area, switching off a little while he took his body through the motions, grunting as he pressed the weight up on the angled leg press. His quads burned and he brought the weight all the way down, as close to his body with his legs bent, as he could get, so that it caught his glutes too. Nothing was wasted, after all, when he was working out and he didn't want to skip a workout just because something was plumping out his sheath even then.

"Mmph..."

Mike hadn't really headed into the gym that day, after all, because he wanted to work out. Sure, that was all part of it, but he really wanted to head back to the relaxation areas and the pool. Maybe even the loungers set up by the pool, though there was rarely a lot of lounging going on there... Sure, giving head in the steam room had been hot when he had first got into the scene there, but the humidity of having steam wafting around him, as good as it was for his body, made it something that he put aside quite swiftly. Better to enjoy the view of others taking slow, lustful pleasure in there, rather than offer his services.

At least, that was Mike's opinion. And he didn't have to push any boundaries of his own that he didn't want to as he relaxed there, going through his leg routine, from the leg press to the leg extension and the leg curl. There was a good new calf raise machine too that had him hissing with how effective it was, though the Labrador appreciated not having to swap to the barbells or dumbbells to get in a quick, effective leg workout. Sure, compound lifts would have done better, technically, but using the machines meant he didn't all that much have to use his brain.

That was really the kind of day that Mike needed to shut off his brain - and he was going to, most certainly. The dog trotted through to the showers at a light jog, eagerness in his step, the very moment that he had finished his exercise and wiped down the equipment, waving to a golden eagle anthro who had a particularly broad, well-defined chest.

"Hey, Mack!"

"Hey, Mike, looking good!"

Mike smiled. Compliments were handed out freely there: just another thing for him to like about the place. It was so easy to be himself and maybe that was something that everyone there should really have been thinking about taking forward into the real world too. It was not all a soft, safe environment like that one.

He only had to shower off and get his fur all wet to clean himself for the pool. It was not particularly big but the canine's ears pricked the moment he stepped through, a long glass window looking out on the outside exercise area, even though it was dark at the moment, in the early evening. The nights had started drawing in earlier than Mike had realised, though he always had somewhere to go to make sure he was comfortable in the longer dark of the Autumn and Winter.

"Mmm..."

He paused before getting in the pool, enjoying the view of a malamute canine, thicker and fluffier than a husky, bent over one of the loungers with his tail in the air. It didn't look like the most comfortable of positions, but that didn't matter to the dragon fucking him, a long, green tail undulating lustfully as he filled the malamute's tail hole. Even though Mike didn't know either of their names, he wouldn't have at all minded joining in on their fun if the opportunity arose.

Yet someone already seemed to have their eye on him, even if Mike only realised when the ripples lapping at his body in the water, chest deep, gained more form and purpose as they were pushed away from an incoming body. That was just the way things went there, the unexpected happening purely because an offer was made - and accepted of course. Non-consensual sex or trying to persuade anyone who didn't want to fuck was very much not accepted there. In the early days, a few had been thrown out, though they didn't appear to have all that much trouble after that point.

Which was a good thing as Mike found himself backed up pleasantly to the side of the pool, his ears pricked and his pink tongue lolling out already.

"Hey..." The African Wild Dog, with striking markings in brown, black and white, greeted him with his tongue hanging out, though it was suave and teasing, a glint in his eye. "Name's Strike. I've seen you around though..."

"Mike," the dog said, licking his lips. "Yeah, I'm Mike."

He wished he said something better than that, that he was clearer in his attentions, yet the rise in his swim trunks, a tighter fit without being swim briefs, told the tale for him. That was something, indeed, that the canine could always rely on and not even the cool lap of the pool water against him was enough to settle down his carnal needs.

The African wild dog came in a little closer, his pink tongue, once more, sweeping along the outside of his muzzle. The next thing Mike knew was the other anthro's paw cupping his balls and sheath, a thumb just about brushing up against the base of his cock where it was protruding from his sheath.

"Unff..."

Mike panted heavily, eyes half-lidded, putty in the gorgeous wild dog's paws already. But that was the way he liked it, even though he thought he was just going to enjoy the view for a little before getting into it.

"Come up here," Strike suggested, a smirk on his lips that quirked them on one side. "Up on the side... I'll see that you get what you want."

Mike followed the line of his gaze. Huh... So, the Wild Dog wanted him to sit up there? That was interesting... But he didn't mind it at all, drawing himself out of the pool with his forearms and a grunt of effort. The weight of gravity closed down around him as the Labrador groaned, his fur soaked through, even his swim trunks pulling down a little with the weight of water soaking them through. It was always a strange shift to get out of the pool, when weightlessness had always been a deeply rooted sense before.

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