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Tetsuo’s Gym: The Big Holiday Party

Roland Guiscard is © Himself, all other characters © Tetsuo

Tank’s breath whooshed out of his chest as he was struck soundly in the stomach. Erica was giving him a lot more trouble than he’d counted on. Ever since she had found out about Tetsuo’s Gym and started coming regularly, Tank found himself confronted with a real match. While tank was a tall, heavily built fox with arms like Greek columns, Eric was a small, light, lithe wolf with incredible speed. She was also deceptively strong, and the way that she brushed her brown hair in front of her violet eyes made it impossible for Tank to read her face and determine where she was going to move next. It was like trying to box with a ghost, whenever he threw a punch she somehow managed to end up an inch to the right or left.

Still, she wasn’t more than a match for Tank, and he’d managed to floor her several times. He’d just never managed to successfully win a bout of strip boxing with her, and the fact that he’d already lost his shorts and shirt this time around just made it more irritating. Usually he at least managed to get her to lose her top, and she certainly did have a nice rack. Twice he’d even managed to get her down to nothing but her gloves and shoes, as he was now, but for some reason he always managed to screw up after that. Was he letting himself get distracted? Probably, Erica did have those smooth, gentle curves and strong, tense muscles that turned him on so much. And she looked especially good when she was hot and out of breath after a good bout.

Determined to at least put up a good fight, he shifted to throwing more hooks, trying to use his advantages in size and reach to force Erica into a corner. She was a spry little thing, but Tank knew that if he could just work her into a corner he could send her down for the count. If he managed to hit her full-force on the chin with one of his uppercuts she would go right out. He did have a pretty intense strength advantage on her after all, and only the toughest boxers could withstand the punishment he could put out. He began to shift to a more aggressive stance, countering her jabs and trying to anticipate her moves. It was difficult, but he’d fought her many times at this point, and he was starting to move her towards the corner.

He didn’t count on her using her smaller size to get up under his gloves and deliver a powerful uppercut, though. Confident in his defense, he had actually left himself open, and the way she let him know it sent him stumbling. He felt the world begin to spin as he realized he’d taken one hit too many, and though he didn’t black out, he felt his arms flail wildly as he fought for balance. It was a futile battle and he soon found himself falling flat on his ass, deep in a neutral corner. He draped his arms over the ropes and panted, knowing he’d been defeated.

***

Erica licked her lips as she examined her prize. Her recent membership to Tetsuo’s gym had been a fruitful one. She had always looked down on the gym as a place for perverts, and while the stories of the place intrigued her on a certain level, the fact that it was sex first, boxing second had turned her off from the place. However, when she found out that Tank used Tetsuo’s gym, even though he was well respected and highly ranked, she had begun to revise her thinking. She was that she had done so by now. Not only did she get to work out with Tan, a fox highly respected and highly ranked in his gender and weight class, but she got to beat them and fuck around with him too. The fact that she had to conquer her foe before she could sate her urges only made her all the more horny, and the fact that her conquests were so strong and so handsome just made it all the more satisfying. The fact that she was becoming a much better boxer was just a pleasant side effect. She wondered if she should let Tank know that since she started practicing on him, she had won all of her matches and moved up a full rank. Seeing as she’d been on the bubble during the last fight of the season, with her ranking in the balance, she couldn’t count out Tank’s help in achieving her victory.

Tank was not out cold, but he was still a little dazed, and so Erica decided to toy with him a bit until his senses came into the full. She licked her lips, trying to keep back the drool when she got a good look at his massive black shaft. It was about half hard now, and she knew that one of the reasons she kept winning was that Tank kept letting himself get distracted. She had been slipping into the tightest sports bra she could manage, after all, and the fact that the gym was cold in the winter made her nips hard as rocks. His massive, sexy body and bulging muscles only made it worse. She whimpered quietly to herself as she gave his shaft a long, slow slurp. He stirred as she worked him. She’d certainly gotten his attention.

“Unf…Was I out?” asked Tank. Erica gave his shaft a little nibble before replying. It put a smile on her face to see him tense up and shudder like that.

“No, just down, but that’s three downs so I win,” said Erica. “You’re losing your touch, not last week you at least managed to get me naked before you gave out.” She slipped her balls into his mouth, sucking on one and then the other, cooing a bit. “I’m beginning to wonder if you’re letting me win. You shouldn’t go easy on me just because I’m a girl…”

“You KNOW I don’t go easy on you,” said Tank. “I just haven’t gotten the hang of fighting small, fast opponents. I’m used to working out with Juniper, and she’s a lot more into brute force than I am.” Erica nodded at what Tank was saying, but mostly she just worked him gently with her mouth. She hadn’t even bothered to take

off her gloves yet, and she was wondering if she could just get him off with her mouth. Only one way to find out.

“Well you’d better get the hang of it,” said Erica. “The season may be over now, but in a few months you’ll need to go back into the fray if you want to defend your ranking.” She gave his shaft a nip, then nuzzled his balls with her nose. “You know they’ve opened up mixed matches, right? You might have to fight me for real at some point.

“Ahnn, maybe, I just…Awwwh fuck…” said Tank, his body tensing up as Erica swallowed him all the way down. Erica grinned and moved back a bit, slurping up and down Tank’s shaft as he shot out blast after blast. He must have been rather pent up, as he managed to spooge not only his stomach and chest, but he got a big splat right on his face.

“Ahh shit, it’s all over me,” said Tank. “You gonna clean that up?”

“Don’t you have some cute little groupie who follows you everywhere?” said Erica, prancing off the canvas with a little swing in her hips. “Besides, you invited me to the gym Christmas party, remember? I should go help set up.”

***

Juniper groaned as shi pushed her shaft deep into Roland’s mouth, cooing and closing her eyes as he sucked on hir gently. Shi was clad in a modified version of her dominatrix getup, this one being red with white furry trimming for Christmas, and capped with a Santa hat. It also had a skirt just long enough to hide hir “defining characteristic” as Roland so politely called it. Right now, though, he was under the skirt and helping Juniper blow off steam. The little blond haired, blue-eyed fox had been coming to Tetsuo’s gym for awhile now, and with his extra tail and borderline unnatural toughness he and Juniper made up the “freak” component of the gym. The others always treated them with respect, and Juniper knew she had never been ostracized, but shi did feel more than a little bit different and it was nice to have another “different” person to hang out with. The fact that he was almost always horny just made it all the better.

Juniper shivered as Roland sucked hard on hir shaft, moaning and whimpering and pushing against his muzzle. “Hhh…Hurry it up, Roland, things are gonna start soon,” shi said. Roland seemed quite content to take his time, however. Juniper knew that he hadn’t been getting much lately, as Tank, his idol, had been too busy boxing with that new girl Erica and reinforcing his relationship with that bunny girl Bridget. Roland had gone home empty handed too many times in the past month or so, and now that he had Juniper all to himself for a few minutes, he was going to enjoy it.

Juniper braced herself against the wall in front of hir, panting as Roland continued to tease. “C…c’mon,” shi said. “Everyone will be here in a few minutes…” Juniper was shuddering now, her nipples rock hard. Shi was tempted to pinch at them a little, to help speed things

up, but shi knew that would just make Roland slow down. He was getting back at hir for ignoring him.

“You fuck people in public for a living, and you’re wearing an outfit that only covers your cock, and it barely does that,” said Roland, both his hands working Juniper’s shaft hard. “You can’t be embarrassed.” Juniper didn’t want to admit it, but shi was, a bit. Juniper needed to be in control, and while the slight loss of control inherent in letting Roland take the lead was intriguing and arousing, it was a little frightening too. It was one thing to be in control, fucking some hot bitch where everyone could see. It was another thing to have your back to the door, getting an impromptu blowjob from a cute boy who’d been doing a lot more bending over than was strictly necessary for decorating the break room for the holidays.

Juniper finally hit hir climax, shooting out a few gobs into Roland’s muzzle. It was more than the fox could take, and quite a bit of it ended up on his face and cheeks. Luckily for him, none of it landed on the black t-shirt or blue jeans he was wearing, although Juniper had a feeling that Roland knew a lot about removing that kind of stain from that kind of fabric. Shi cooed a bit, rubbing him behind the ears. “OK, that’s enough you little tease,” shi said. “Next time, I’m going to fuck your ass raw.

“Oooh, is that a promise?” said Roland, chuckling and giving Juniper a peck on the cheek. Juniper wiped at it, then licked hir finger clean. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some hors d'oeuvres in the oven.”

***

Merric opened the door to the break room, the red-haired, lightly built fox wearing his boxing shorts and a tank-top. He had thought he might be arriving under-dressed, but as he looked in, he saw that he was actually quite over-dressed. Everyone except for Juniper was naked, and shi was just wearing a modified Santa outfit that covered nothing. Laine, his busty and somewhat ditzy vixen girlfriend, bounced up to him and gave him a hug. Her mouth was already coated in someone else’s juices.

“You’re late! I was soooooo worried you wouldn’t show,” said Laine. She hugged him tight, her hard nipples pressed up against his chest. He was already getting a boner. She smiled and locked eyes to him. “Awh, just look at the light in those cute baby blues! Someone’s filled with the Christmas spirit! C’mon, let’s get you some snacks, and punch, we’ll be opening presents in a bit.”

The entire room was a fuckfest. Tank was getting his lap pounded by Bridget, the bunny’s ears flat against the back of her head as she slid up and down on his shaft. She was also working Ian, another bunny, who was riding it up her tailhole. Roland was sitting in “Santa’s lap,” letting Juniper fuck him raw just like she promised. Most of the room was pretty much the same. Everywhere Merric looked, gym regulars and their friends were going at it, with partners

swapping almost at random. The only person who wasn’t getting any was that new member, Erica, who was sipping punch in the corner and looking around.

“C’mon, they’re almost out of the good snacks!” said Laine, who was dragging Merric by both hands. There were pretty nice snacks, and lots of punch, but really Merric was more interested in Laine. It was bad enough that he was somewhat late to the party, did he have to blue-ball it too? At Laine’s insistence he snacked and drank a bit, and though it was very nice he was a lot more interested in Laine’s tits. They jiggled when she walked, and her hips swayed a lot more

than was strictly necessary.

“So when are you going to stop teasing and let me get a little of that Christmas tail?” said Merric, reaching up behind Lane and rubbing her shoulders. Laine pretended not to notice, but half the room was focusing on him and the massive tent he was pitching in his boxer shorts. Merric didn’t tend to rub it in much, but he had the biggest dick in the building by a full inch. Even the mighty Tank wasn’t quite as big as he was.

“After we open presents!” said Laine. Merric huffed, pressing himself up against Laine and nuzzling her from behind.

“But I want something now!” he whined.

“Oh cut it out you two!” said Juniper. Shi was walking around handing out the presents. “Or I’ll make you sit on Santa’s Lap!” Juniper punctuated her sentence by thrusting her hips forward, making sure that both Laine and Merric got a good look at hir boner. Roland was the only person crazy enough to voluntarily take Juniper’s shaft up the butt, and even he had to loosen himself up first. Just the thought of it made Merric wince, he had ended up as Juniper’s prize during a royal rumble a few weeks ago. His ass was still a little sore.

“Fine, fine, everyone open presents,” said Merric. “I suppose it’s my fault for coming in so late.” Juniper stuck her tongue out at him in an unusual act of playfulness, and Merric just sat down, Laine in his lap, his boner against her thighs. It was like putting a delicious chocolate cake in front of someone who’d been dieting for months. He didn’t know how long his self control would hold out.

Luckily the exchange of presents didn’t take too long. Everyone had paid into a single fund and everyone ended up with one gift from “Santa,” with most of them getting new boxing gloves, shoes or shorts, which were practical and nice gifts if not exactly special. There were some exceptions though, as Roland ended up with a leather bondage collar with colors meant to match Tank’s boxing shorts, and Juniper ended up with a fresh new leather whip. Shi cracked it a few times, much to the dismay of everyone in the room, but shi didn’t hit anyone with it just yet. Still, Merric made a mental note to stay at least eight feet away from Juniper when his pants were down. No sense getting a whip cracking over his ass when he didn’t need to.

“Oooh me next, me next!” said Laine, bouncing in her seat as Juniper handed her a rather large package with a big white bow and

pink wrapping paper. It looked a lot fancier than most of the other packages. She opened it slowly, deliberately taking her time. When she finally opened it, she revealed that it was a modified, more erotic version of the stereotypical Japanese schoolgirl outfit. What was already more than a little perverse had been pushed to the limits, with a skirt that was now much too short to be legal, much less decent. The top, too, stopped just beyond her breasts and revealed so much cleavage that it looked like she might pop out at any moment. Someone whistled, and as she began to put it on, a the crowd cheered, applauding as she struck a few poses and let them get a good look at her crotch and cleavage as framed by her new outfit.

“I think that’s the first time I’ve seen people cheer for you to put your clothes ON,” said Merric. Laine just giggled and struck another pose, bending over and looking at Merric through her legs. He could see just about everything from where he sat, and the fact that she was wearing that slutty, skimpy clothing just seemed to make it all the better.

“That’s a gift for the both of you,” said Juniper. “Unless you want yet another pair of boxing gloves. The way you fight, I can’t see how you’d wear your current pair out.” Merric would normally snap out a witty retort to Juniper’s jibe, but his eyes were focused on Laine, who was now peeling the elastic waistband of his pants down, waiting until the last possible moment to let his massive shaft pop free. It almost bopped her in the nose, but she just giggled and gave it a big slurp, working it into her mouth with lots of noise and show.

“Jeez Laine, did all those party foods not fill you up or something?” asked Merric. Laine just giggled, and gave Merric another big slurp, sliding his massive shaft into her muzzle and working it gently. Her hands came up to gently cup and work on his balls, squeezing one then the other. Laine was extremely talented with her tongue, and Merric’s toes curled inside his shoes as she twirled her tongue around and around his glans, making him moan softly.

The crowd was beginning to cheer on the show, even though a number of them were mid-coitus themselves, and Laine made a big show of standing up and straddling Merric’s lap. She slowly descended onto his shaft, moaning a bit as she grabbed and rubbed him along her slit. Merric, however, had gotten just about enough of this showmanship and grabbed Laine by both shoulders, slamming her down hard onto his shaft and making her cry out in pleasure and surprise, her eyes going wide as she was suddenly filled to the limit.

“I wasn’t ready yet!” she said, a bit flustered but only pretending to be mad. Merric grinned and gave her a firm grind, reaching up a bit to grope at her chest and squeeze her nipples a little. Laine moaned, wagging her tail in Merric’s face as he worked her over, but he was just getting started. He used deep, even thrusts, moving like a great black piston in and out of Laine’s sex, moving half a foot in and out without ever revealing his tip. Laine reached back to brace herself on his shoulders and helped with the

movements, working herself up and down slowly. Merric’s hand came around to start working her clit, and as he pinched it lightly between his fingers he felt her shudder. When she fucked on the canvas, it was a show, intended to please the audience more than Laine, but now that she was on display to only her friends Merric decided to keep it all about her.

Laine was hungry for it at first, but as Merric kept working her over she became more and more compliant, melting in his hands like butter and becoming subservient to his every whim. At his request she got up and braced herself against the wall, and he stretched her open lewdly for the audience, which got a number of cheers, and once he was certain Laine’s exhibitionist streak was satisfied he dropped to his knees, giving Laine’s sex a big messy slurp. She shuddered, filling his mouth with a taste of her juices. He just kept at it, working her harder and driving it deeper, getting his fingers into it and gently rubbing his teeth against her clit. Laine’s knees grew weak under Merric’s assault, and once he was certain she was about to give out he stood up, rubbing his shaft against her slit to let her

know what she was getting.

Once he was satisfied, Merric jammed himself in to the hilt in one smooth, quick action, filling her to capacity. She let out a scream like she had almost hit her climax already, but Merric knew her well enough to know that she wasn’t quite there yet. He pounded away at her furiously, reaching around to grope and probe and fondle her all over, barraging her with touch and pleasure. When he jammed it in to the hilt and pinched her clit mid-grind, she let out the scream and the explosion of juices that let him know he’d done the job right. He let himself go off hard, letting the feeling fill him and ride him as it tickled him from the tips of his fingers to the back of his ears. It was very satisfying, to say the least. He pulled out slowly, taking his hands off Laine and letting her limp body slide down to the floor, panting and gasping for air as she came down from the high of a truly good orgasm. He grinned, turning around and sticking out his crotch to make sure the rest of the room got a good look at his massive shaft, soaking wet and dripping with juice. It was still hard as a rock.

“So, who’s next?” said Merric.

***

Tank chuckled as he enjoyed the show on the other side of the room. He hadn’t seen Laine fucked like that in a long time, and the rush of other girls to make it over to Merric and be next in line was downright comical. It was like a department store on the day after Thanksgiving, only thankfully with no one getting trampled underfoot. The pair between his legs wasn’t bad either. Both Bridget and Roland had sucked his cock plenty of times, but they’d never done it together, and they were a downright unbeatable tag-team. If they boxed as well as they sucked cock, they’d be unbeatable.

Roland was working the shaft now, and Bridget was gently nibbling at Tank’s balls, working them slowly and nipping at them lightly with her big bunny teeth. Tank wasn’t exactly sure how they managed to both fit in down there, seeing as he was certainly big but not gigantic, but he wasn’t about to complain. He just slumped back further and further in his seat, trying to give them as much room as he could. If he’d known that boxing would give him two mouths and four hands all working his crotch at the same time, he’d have picked it up sooner.

“C’mon Tank, I want a little satisfaction of my own,” said Bridget, the bunny girl shifting to all fours and rubbing her little white cotton tail at Tank. It was hard to resist, and since there was no reason to, Tank moved in and slowly pressed himself against Bridget’s warm, wet slit, letting himself sink in good and slow. Roland moved around to the front, his own shaft erect, and bopped it against Bridget’s nose.

“Damn girl, have I not been giving you enough attention?” asked Tank as he slowly began thrusting back and forth. Bridget was too polite to answer with her mouth full, but even with Roland’s shaft clogging her moans he could hear her moan with pleasure. Bridget loved to get it, and while she wasn’t as much an exhibitionist as Laine, she was certainly loving all this personal attention.

Tank kept it slow, doing his best to keep things moving with Roland, the two of them pistoning back and forth over her, working her hard between them. Bridget moaned, her whole body shuddering as Tank reached out to gently stroke her ears. She enjoyed that, and he knew how to send shivers up her spine by caressing and squeezing it in just the right way. Bridget was a playground of soft spots, and when she wasn’t out there on stage she was just so much fun to play with. Even as Tank teased her and worked her over here and there, cupping her breasts and grinding himself against her clit, she managed to keep the pressure on Roland, who seemed to have a hard time containing himself. Tank chuckled as he saw the fox try and keep down the pressure. When Bridget got her throat into it, Tank had a

hard time holding himself back too.

Bridget was making it hard, though. Tank had been teasing her for awhile, and though she’d gone off twice already that night she was the sort who always wanted more, and as such she was bucking between the two boys, getting her hands in on the action as balance permitted. Even still, her eagerness got the best of her, and had not Roland and Tank been keeping a close eye on her should she slip, she would have definitely hit the floor at least once. With all that effort on her part, not to mention Tank’s knowledge of her sweet spots, it wasn’t that long before she was splattering all over his crotch. Tank grinned, and Roland pulled out, pushing himself over the brink and coating Bridget’s face with spunk in one smooth quick motion. From the looks of it, Juniper had been too busy decorating to properly drain Roland, as he gave Juniper an astoundingly big series

of loads. Tank was somewhat impressed, he didn’t know Roland had it in him.

“Jeez Roland, were you blueballing all week or did Juniper fill you up so full you had to pump it back out again?” jibed Tank, pulling out himself and releasing a very satisfied sigh as he coated up Bridget’s back. “Mnfff, feels good.”

“Oh like you’ve never fucked me raw,” said Roland, playfully kissing Tank on the cheek. The big lug grinned and ruffled Roland’s hair, and then helped Bridget to her feet. She had to sit down almost immediately, her body was still painfully aroused and she was having trouble standing as pleasure danced up and down her small frame. Roland got up and stretched, acting as though the hard, wet dick sticking out in front of him was of no concern to anyone. “I don’t know about you two, but I could use some snacks, I’ll be back in a bit with something to munch on, maybe a drink too,” said Roland.

***

Ian, meanwhile, was busy with Heather, the bunny-boy bouncing his dark-haired partner up and down in his lap at a furious pace. They were going at it in a way stereotypical to their species, but it was certainly something they were enjoying, Heather bending back almost into a U-shape as she let Ian do all the work. This included the part where he kept his arms around her waist so she didn’t fall on her head. She was just lucky that Ian had been building up his arm strength lately, and had more than enough power to accommodate.

“Mind if I get a piece too?” asked Eric. Ian looked up to see the tall, blond-haired buck smiling and rubbing his shaft a bit. Eric didn’t make it to the gym that often, but Ian had a feeling the big guy wouldn’t look to skip out on the yearly Christmas party.

“I’d like to get in too if there’s time,” asked Ted, the big tiger waving his tail behind him and running his fingers through his dark-browned hair. He too had a big pink boner sticking out in front of him, and from the looks of it, Heather’s greed was in danger of taking over and making her grab at both those shafts. Ian wasn’t sure he could maintain balance and his hold on Heather should she choose to do so, but he knew that he didn’t mind sharing her with Ted and Eric.

“We can all get a piece, can’t we Heather?” said Ian. Heather giggled.

“Mmm, I do suppose it is Christmas, the season of giving,” she said. “So I guess it would be appropriate if you all gave me something to play with…” She slid off Ian and got to her knees, and Ian lined up next to Ted and Eric. Heather shoved Ian into her mouth, working the other two guys with her hands, and then proceeded to go back and forth down the line, hands and mouth working furiously on the three hard, dripping shafts in front of her.

“Damn Heather, this is a bit much even for you!” teased Ian, knowing she’d be too busy with her work to bother with a retort. She was something of a professional, after all.

“What, you wanna complain?” said Eric, shuddering as Heather suddenly popped him into her mouth and gave him a long, slow suction. “Ohh, fucckkk…”

“Jeez, don’t go off so early,” said Ted. “You wanna end up flaccid and floppy already? You miss out on this, you’ll end up with Roland and Juniper in the Kinky Corner over there.” Curious, Ian turned his head to see what those two were up to, and almost immediately regretted it. Juniper was breaking in her new whip, and she seemed to take eye contact as consent. Merric had just happened to be in range at the time, and he was already rubbing his bottom and scowling. Roland was much worse off, but to be fair, he was into that

sort of thing.

Ian didn’t have too long to get distracted though, as he was next on Heather’s little cocksucking rotation. It was hard to think about anything else when Heather started throating him. She knew her job and she knew it well. He moaned a bit, working the bit of his shaft that wasn’t in her mouth with his free hand, and then ran his fingers through her hair. “OK, enough teasing, let’s see you do what you do best,” said Ian.

Heather moved to all fours, and Ted slid under her, gripping himself and waiting for his chance. Eric lined up on her tailhole and Ian took the head, each male gently working his way in and keeping an eye on the other two, trying to work in concert. It was slow going, as Heather was pretty tightly packed in between the three of them, but she was certainly enjoying herself. She sucked hard on Ian, her tongue and teeth working in concert to start pushing him this way and that, working his tip and glans hard.

“Damn Heather, you’re gonna make me go off first!” said Ian, gently caressing her head and ears in his hands. “Is this some sort of revenge for being too busy with practicing the past few weeks?” Ted and Eric chuckled a bit, but Heather just grinned with the sides of her mouth and worked herself back and forth over the three boys, squeezing and teasing and working them all in turn, her own arousal working and building.

Eric was the first to go off, grunting and whimpering a bit as Heather’s pussy shoved him to climax. Ted looked like he was going to quip about Eric’s supposed lack of control, but his words caught in his throat as heather squeezed down on him. He was, after all, pretty near the limit himself and soon he felt himself loosing a powerful load, big and messy enough to come leaking and splattering out of Heather’s cute furry rump. Ian just grinned and worked his shaft, cooing as he splattered on Heather’s face. “That’s my girl, always good, always unpredictable,” said Ian. Heather moaned, catching his

seed on her face and tongue, sucking and slurping it up.

“Oh don’t you know it Ian,” said Heather. “Now why don’t you let

these two boys take a break while I get a piece for myself?” Ian

chuckled. Seems he was right, Heather was going to be even more

insatiable than usual tonight.

***

Erica dodged this way and that on the canvas, her feet moving quickly yet smoothly as she practiced putting her toes to the mat. The Christmas party had certainly been fun, she’d even gotten laid by that cute Merric fellow, but just because today was a holiday was no reason for her to skimp on training. After all, most everyone had gone home by now, and she had the place to herself. No need to wait for equipment to become free, no need to share anything, and best of all no prying eyes to watch her practicing her technique.

“Those are some pretty powerful legs you’ve got there,” said a voice. Erica turned around to see Juniper, in boxing shorts and a pro-style sports bra, gloves on. Erica was a bit miffed to see her private practice interrupted by someone, but it’s not like she owned the gym, and Juniper was clearly not doing anything wrong or out of the ordinary.

“Nice gloves. Did they charge extra for those little herm icons you had put on there?” Erica wasn’t being sarcastic, indeed she envied Juniper’s gloves and wished that her own were so nice. It might be nice to get a name or symbol on them too, maybe her initials? Or fireballs? Something that everyone know she was the fastest wolf gal ever to put her feet on the canvas.

“A little, but it was worth it,” said Juniper. “Anyways, I was surprised to see you here, I thought it was just me who stuck around after the party was finished. Most everyone else was too tired. I guess they just don’t have the endurance of us pros.”

Erica chuckled. “Well, to be fair, I conserved my energy a bit, I only got one helping, that was enough,” said Erica. “And if I recall, you didn’t exactly go all-out in there.”

“Well, I was intending to work out too, besides, I think most the gals in there had enough dicks in them for the most part,” said Juniper, hoisting hirself up onto the canvas. “But enough of that, I

came to work a bit. Wanna spar?”

“Sure, why not?” said Erica, taking a stance. She loved the way it felt when she snapped into her fighting stance. With her feet in the right place, she was like a rock. Despite her small size she knew she would be damn near impossible to take down with her feet like this.

“Because you had enough fucking for one day, and you don’t want a big black herm-cock jammed up your ass?” said Juniper, chuckling and taking a stance of hir own.

“You sound like Tank, thinking that you’ll be able to knock me down and fuck me raw right out of your corner,” said Erica. “Well I think you’ll find that I’m a lot more than just pretty!” Erica and Juniper tapped gloves, and then went at it like lightning. Erica was surprised to see that Juniper was fast, but Erica knew that the herm

was nowhere near as agile as she was. Indeed, while Erica shuddered under the force of Juniper’s punches, which were almost near as strong as Tank’s, she deftly dodged most of them and managed to get in about half a dozen to Juniper’s face. None of them were serious, but they were hard enough to let Juniper know that Erica could floor the herm-vixen should shi happen to make a mistake.

“Damn, you’re a feisty little firecracker, aren’t you?” said Juniper. Erica chuckled.

“Don’t talk when you fight!” said Erica. Juniper was trying to move for position now, trying to force Erica into a corner, but the wolf had seen this trick hundreds of times before. Didn’t this little vixen have any new tricks in her bag? Erica grinned and started going on the offensive, pushing Juniper back and back. Juniper seemed to be helpless under the barrage of punches, and soon shi was lying on the ropes, her hands up to protect her head as Erica mercilessly punished Juniper’s body. “Or maybe you should! What, you just like getting punched?” said Erica, smirking and brimming with confidence as she heard the breath whoosh out of Juniper’s lungs. A body blow so powerful it put the wind out of Juniper? All that strength training was paying off.

Juniper continued to lay on the ropes, letting herself get pounded, when all of a sudden Erica felt a massive and sudden blow to the side of her head. She staggered, and all of a sudden pain was assaulting her from the right. Her whole body was spinning. What was going on? Bleary-eyed, she could make out Juniper in front of her, but just barely. She tried to get back to her feet, but before she could even plant herself, she felt something contact her chin, and then nothing.

***

Erica groaned, blinking her eyes and looking up. Things were still pretty hazy, and her head was throbbing with pain. “What, what happened? She asked, trying to stumble to her feet but not getting past all fours. She’d been floored before, several times, but this was the first time she’d ever really gotten caught off guard about it.

“You got floored,” said Juniper, who was crouching down in front of her. “What did you expect? The Rope-A-Dope strategy is one of the oldest plays in the book, and you fell for it like you’d never even seen it before. What, you think I can’t take that kind of punishment

just because I’m a girl? I’m only partly one, you know.”

“Damn, well, I suppose that’s what I get for letting my guard down,” said Erica, still on all fours but gathering herself rapidly. Juniper certainly knew hir strength, shi had used just enough to put Erica down on the canvas. She would need to reconsider things around here. Tank was the only boxer she’d seen making the pro circuit, but it was clear to her now that he wasn’t the only one worth testing herself against. “Well, I suppose that, thanks to house rules, you’ve

got me.” She moved to her knees and grinned up at Juniper. “So, what do you want me to do?”

Juniper huffed. “If I was going to do anything, I’d have done it while you were out,” said Juniper. “It’s a weakness of mine, I love to leave ‘em with a sore ass to match their sore head. But it’s the season of giving, and I decided I’d give the boys something nice to

play with.”

“Awww c’mon Juni, get in on this too,” said Tank, who was crawling through the ropes. He wasn’t wearing a damn thing, and neither were Roland, Merric, Ian, Eric or Ted. “I mean, you do deserve it,” said Tank as he made his way across the canvas, leading what most certainly looked like a posse. A posse with five rock-hard dicks sticking out in front of them.

“Well if you insist,” said Juniper. “I always did want to get in on one of your little ‘introductions,’ you know.” Erica gulped. She’d never seen so much cock surrounding her at once. What the hell was she supposed to do with seven dicks? And what were they going to do to her? She’d heard a few rumors regarding the first few days of Bridget’s membership, along with a party where Laine had really let herself go, but surely those rumors were somewhat exaggerated, right?

Juniper gently laid Erica out on the floor, pulling hir shorts down and letting hir massive shaft slide out. Shi was as big, if not bigger, than all of the boys, and her shaft was already dripping. “Uhh…What are you going to…” Erica was a little afraid, but deep down, she was excited by all this. She’d always wanted to see how far she could go, and what better chance would she have than now? Juniper slid hir shaft under Erica’s bra, letting it pop up between the wolf’s breasts. Erica smirked, giving the tip of the shaft a lick as it got within range. “Well I suppose that since that now’s the time for gifts, I’ll be happy to accept seven big, long, hard ones…” She could feel her shoes and boots being removed, and then her shorts and panties, and someone’s tongue was beginning to work at her sex, even as Juniper gently slid back and forth between her breasts, giving her

time to work the tongue on the tip from time to time.

She saw Merric’s frame appear behind Juniper, and she felt his hands gently caress her as he spread her wide, pressing his big shaft against her slit. It made her shudder, she wanted it so bad, she had a feeling that what he’d given her earlier was only the tip of the iceberg. She cooed as he slowly slid in, and were it not for Juniper’s suddenly more insistent thrusts, she’d have stopped licking and slurping altogether. Merric certainly knew what to do down there, and she cooed as she felt him work her gently, moaning and squeezing on his shaft gently as he worked her gently.

Juniper’s thrusts were becoming much more frantic now, the herm vixen nearing hir climax, having been pushed most of the way there by the fight and the sight of Erica splayed out on the floor when shi knew shi had won. Erica gasped as she felt herself splattered all over, the cum getting in her hair as well as coating her muzzle. Normally she’d been criticized for the way she let her bangs hang

over her eyes, but now they’d been a bit of a lifesaver, keeping Juniper’s spunk from going where it shouldn’t. No sooner than shi’d finished, however, Juniper was up and leaning on the ropes while Tank came in as a replacement. “It’ll be good to finally get to see if you can suck cock as well as you can fight,” said Tank. “I can’t help but shake the feeling you’re damn good at both.” He helped her ditch her top and gloves, and as soon as she was able to she latched onto his shaft, sucking and slurping with all her might.

Merric helped Erica shift to all fours, and within a few minutes she had Tank moaning and whimpering, thrusting at her muzzle as she worked him over good, mixing her fingers in with solid lip and tongue action. She’d always gotten particularly good marks for her cocksucking skills, and she knew she’d have to put it all to the test if she intended to impress an old pro like Tank. The fact that she had to pull this off while Merric was giving her the fucking of a lifetime just made it all the harder, but she knew she could do it.

Right when she thought she had Tank up against the ropes, when she thought he’d be cumming buckets and mixing his cum with Juniper’s, Merric went off like a geyser. The sudden rush of warmth deep inside her caught her off guard, and she almost choked on Tank’s shaft, the sudden change in situation forcing her to slide off and put both hands down on the canvas. Tank chuckled at her, and Merric gave her a firm slap on the ass. “Gee, I thought you could handle a surprise like that, Erica,” said Merric. “Maybe you’ve been abstaining from this sort of stuff a bit too long, it’s not good for you to let all that stuff build up!”

Erica panted, gasping as her body shuddered end sent wave after wave of pleasure through her body. This was the sort of deep, slow orgasm that came from being fully satisfied, and it made it impossible for her to do anything other than to sit there and take it. “Fuck…You! You…Know how good…You are,” panted Erica towards Merric. “And you…You fucked me not…Not two hours ago!”

“Did I? So I did!” said Merric. “Well I have a feeling that Ted and Roland here would like to help you go airtight, so if you’ll just be so accommodating…” There was a shifting and tussling of bodies, and before she knew it Ted was between her legs, Roland was up her tailhole and Tank was back in her mouth. The boys worked as a team, sliding her back and forth across the three of them, holding and balancing her even as they pounded away at her relentlessly.

“Now where were we?” asked Tank, gently sliding his shaft in almost all the way to the hilt. “I do believe you were trying to show off, and doing a damn good job too.”

***

Erica lay on the floor panting and gasping, her view obscured by bangs which had now become a sticky, solid mass of cum and spittle, effectively making her almost totally blind. She could feel that the boys had been pretty generous everywhere else too, and her mouth was

filled with the taste. She had a feeling she’d be tasting and smelling this stuff for days to come, and on some level, she didn’t mind. She even liked it. After all, she’d succeeded in tiring out six guys, five of whom were professional athletes to some degree. The fact that she was coated in cum and that it was drooling from every hole didn’t matter. Neither did the fact that she was certain she’d need help just getting off the mat, and there was no way she was driving home, if she was even going home.

“OK, I’m spent,” said Merric, who was stumbling his way out of the ring, trying to get through the ropes without sending himself falling and sprawling onto the carpet. “Laine stayed behind in the showers, I’m going to go have her make me clean…ish.”

“Oh fuck you!” said Eric. “C’mon, help me out. I can barely walk here!” The big deer was having trouble getting his antlers through the ropes what with how tired he was, and Ted had fallen asleep right there on the canvas. Tank and Roland were stumbling off towards the showers to clean up, and Erica wasn’t exactly sure which one of the two was more exhausted. They were both leaning on one another, and Erica was pretty sure that they were in sincere danger of falling

flat on their faces if their balance went sour.

“Help you up?” said Juniper, the herm vixen extending a hand down to Erica. The wolf was impressed. Even though shi had fucked as hard as the rest, and had boxed Erica to a knockout before, Juniper was still standing. Visibly exhausted, maybe, but she was doing a lot better than sleepy Ted over there.

“Yeah, sure,” said Erica. “I mean, we girls gotta stick together, right?” Juniper smirked, playfully brushing the cum-stained

hair out of Erica’s eyes.

“I think you’re sticking to me quite nicely, though I hope that a nice shower will fix that,” said Juniper. “Well, Happy Holidays, I suppose. Just don’t tell the other girls about what you did, I don’t want ‘em getting jealous.”

“You mean you all do this sort of thing?” asked Erica, somewhat astonished. “Like, regularly?”

“Well maybe not regularly, but it happens,” said Juniper as she helped Erica step down from the ring. They stumbled towards the communal shower, which was now full of sleepy, wet males desperately trying to clean themselves up before they went home. “What, didn’t you know?”

“Well, I’d heard rumors,” said Erica. “But I thought they were

just rumors.”

“Well then, what do you think of this?” said Juniper. Erica grinned.

“I think that I want an even bigger, better gift on my Birthday,” said Erica. “It’s coming up, you know.” Now it was Juniper’s turn to grin.

“Well so am I,” shi said, poking lightly at Erica’s side with hir half-erect shaft. “I’ll see what I can do. And I think I’ve got one more left in me. So just be careful with the soap.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be very careful not to slip on it when I drop it,” said Erica, giggling. Fighting AND fucking, on tap whenever she wanted it? If Erica had only known, she’d have come here sooner, and done more than just tease Tank out of his shorts. She’d deprived herself of the opportunities here too long. This Christmas party was only the beginning, she’d have to come back for more, and more, and more, and more, until she never had enough.