Gym crush needs protien
Imported from SF2 with no description.
Thank the gods it is finally mid-to-late March, the New Years Resolutioners have finally died down and the gym can return to its usual cadence. The squat racks are usually open again, so I don't have to feel like a creep and lurk around waiting. That's not to say I did not enjoy the parade of dad bods and fresh meat at the gym, lots of eye candy and lingering gazes. But getting through the workout fast and efficiently is definitely my preference.
I throw my sweat towel over the newly painted racks to claim it. The cardio warmups got me limbered up, heart pumping, and ready to take on the squat heavy workout. Standing at 6'1", I move the safeties and the bar into position for my height and do a practice set. The mirror in front of me shows a green anthro dragon with a red mane and thick tail squatting in the mirror. My shorts are completely filled out by my thighs as they pump. I can feel the excitement for the workout building. My tank top covers my stomach and pecs, leaving high mobility for my arms.
I finish the practice set, I rerack and move to put on the plates. But my eye's catch on the tall black anthro dragon in the corner, my gym crush. I have admired his work from afar, feeling much smaller than his 8'6" stature and intimidated by his casual use of ALL the plates for the squat rack. He is doing landmine rows, keeping his eyes locked on himself in the mirror, watching for any deviation on his form. But each rep is perfect, and I find myself drifting back to last week when he asked me if he could work in.
I had managed to grab a chest press bench during the busiest hour of the day and was about to start my set when I saw the giant dragon approaching me. He had asked if he could work in with me. I saw this as a sign from the gods and nodded slowly. We exchanged a few words and settled on what weights we would each do. Whether it was to accommodate my lower weight or it was just his usual training, he did very long tempoed presses at a lower weight to make the switch off easier. This gave me ample opportunity to look him over.
His tank top left little to the imagination, the fabric pulled tight over the bulging pecs and large stomach. He had the body of a powerlifter, which was my absolute weakness. From a distance I had never noticed that his stomach and chest had a light gray coloring, usually hidden by the tanktop but now revealed to me as it bunched up. My eyes drifted down to his shorts, following the lighter pattern into the draconic treasure that was the outline of his hard cock. The erection surprised me and I looked away as he reracked the bar without my assistance. The rest of the set I was flush with embarrassment, my green scales turning a rusty hue. But the black dragon was there to spot me, he never said a word about my leering and kept everything professional. We parted ways since he was done with his routine after that, and I could have swore he winked at me right as he turned to leave. But I thought it was just wishful thinking.
My workout progresses smoothly, and I keep an eye on the giant, noting what machines he uses. As I start to wrap up my final lift, he wipes down his machine and makes eye contact with me from across the room. I smile back, which causes him to crack a smile back as he heads towards the locker room. I quickly wipe down the leg curls and follow behind him. By luck, I see him pulling out a gym bag from the locker next to mine and start to rummage through it. I open my locker and pull out a protein bar to satiate my post workout hunger. As I finish it off, I hear the deep voice of the black dragon swear under his breath and the loudest stomach growl ever, which makes me look over and say, “is everything okay?"
He looks up from his bag and frowns, “Not unless you have a spare protein bar for me. I must have forgotten to pack one."
I look through my bag as a show of faith but come up empty. “Sorry, I usually keep a spare, but that was this one," I say, holding out my empty wrapper.
“Damn, after a good workout I really need to get something in me soon or I will be useless for the rest of the day."
Seeing my moment to help, “I live really close by, it's a 5 minute walk and I'm not doing anything after this." I hesitate, hoping it's not too obvious what I might be hoping for.
“Awesome! As long as I get something quick. I'm going to shower and we can head to your place." He grins.
We both undress and head to the shower. I try my best to disguise my desire to see his ass with a gesture for him to walk ahead of me. The stalls for all the small and medium sized gym members are taken, leaving only a single stall for the largest of anthros. The black dragon walks straight for it, and turns around at the last moment to lock eyes with me again. The gaze seems to draw me forward, the red eyes inviting, but also somehow letting me know that he owns me now.
I glance around to make sure no one sees me, and dash into the stall as well. He turns the water on, and I wince at the sudden cold and then again when I feel the cold tile wall against my back as he pushes me against it. The black dragon pins me there, and leans in for a kiss. He starts tenderly, our tongues meeting and feeling each other out. My cock starts to stand at attention, his presence and immediately pulling the blood away from my brain. He leans back and, keeping his hands on my shoulders, inspecting what he has caught. The look of lust in his eyes grows and seems to change into something needier before I hear his stomach rumble again. This time it's louder, and followed immediately by his own growl.
“Sorry boy, I know you said you live nearby but I am on a time crunch and don't have time for what you likely had in mind for protein," he rumbles. I stare up at him as he opens his mouth wider than I have ever seen and slowly moves forward. I know I could stop him, I know what he wants to do, but I know that he needs me to help him. To fill him.
Not fighting him, I take a deep breath and note a delightful fruity smell coming from his mouth. I push upward in hopes of pleasing this massive dragon. He lets go of my arms and I raise them into his throat. I feel him growl around my right hand as I push it past the back, his warmth enveloping it fully. My left hand is soon to follow and I feel his esophagus tighten around them, causing a small tugging feeling. I adjust my position so that he can bend over a bit, giving me room to push up more. The shower, now finally hot, runs down my back and thighs, but my upper half is drenched in saliva. The predator dragon licks over my head, arms, and torso wildly; a groan fully surrounds me as he enjoys the taste. He makes his first swallow, my elbows disappear into the darkness and my nose is pressed up against the warm throat. The shower all but forgotten, my ears filled with the sound of his heartbeat, I let go and give in.
The next movement is another swallow, pulling my snout in and my eyes are forced to close as the ring draws closer. He starts to lick in my armpit and I writhe around, but it only pushes me deeper. My cock, hard as I have ever been, is found by the dragon's hands and he gives me a few strokes. The throat around me vibrates as I twist, not wanting to cum just yet. He relents and moves to my thighs and then down to my calves. The claws fully wrap around my calves and in one swift and practiced motion, he flips me up. The change in gravity surprises me and my shoulders slip back the back of the tongue.
Now upside down, my predator lets me slide down under my own weight. Inch by inch, I feel the tongue explore my chest, then belly, and finally my groin. He grips my calves again as I feel my hands poke through into a new cavity. He expertly plays his tongue over my dick, but never quite enough to cum. He lets out a deep growl before using his grip to push me in quickly. The sudden feeling of my entire upper body and cock being forced into his throat makes me gasp and explode. A content murmur comes from all around me as he holds my writhing form and continues his swallowing once more.
Finally only my feet are left outside. Tickling me one last time with his tongue, he closes his jaw, sealing me fully inside. He keeps himself from swallowing, and sits like that for some time. I finally get the hint to start to wiggle, and I slide down, my sensitive cock feeling the folds of the throat slip by. Once my arms are fully inside the stomach, I leverage them to pull my chest down and in, which took the black dragon by surprise. With only legs left in the throat, I kick them softly to please my new home before curling up fully. I lay my head against the stomach walls and feel a hand stroking over me. The sound and heat of the shower also comes through reminding me of a rainy day inside.
The hard workout, warm sauna-like conditions of my new confines, and the rocking motion of the dragon toweling himself off lulls me into a sleep-like state. I come to as I feel a patting from outside and hear his voice from all around me speak, “I am going to grab your gym bag and check your license for your address. If you need out, start wiggling and I'll get the idea. But otherwise I'm going to grab your gym bag and check your license for your address and drive us home."
I hold still, not wanting this to end quite yet. A bit more shuffling from outside and then a short laugh comes through. “Forgot to ask your name last week, so peeking at your license here. Nice to meet you Embass, I'm Corvin. You were telling the truth that you're just a short walk from here. Definitely know where I can get my post-workout routine fulfilled now."