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Noah sat at the small table with 2 seats opposite of each other, the gentle morning breeze brushing against his fur. On his phone, he scrolled his apps and feeds, looking at memes as he waited for Quinn. An umbrella stood over the table, shading Noah from the sun as waiters and waitresses passed by, carrying drinks and plates to the surrounding tables as people held their own conversations around him. Most people were with others, whether it be families or couples, but there were a couple people there that were by themselves like Noah was at the moment, either looking like businessmen or authors who'd be typing away at laptops and religiously fueling themselves with caffeine. Quinn was the one who had suggested this place, while Noah had never been before. Apparently, it was an outdoor diner on the side of the street. Noah had messaged Quinn after their…. Lecherous encounter a week ago, and asked to go out for breakfast with him and Quinn had given a day where he would be taking off of ….“work"... And be available and told Noah to meet him here at 9:00 AM, telling Noah all about how he loved to have breakfast here whenever he could, so Noah was giving it a try.

After a moment of waiting, latè in hand, Noah spotted familiar, clean orange fur as Quinn came up to the table. Quinn was wearing a pink off-the-shoulder sweater that was cropped around the tummy area to show off some midriff and below was a short black pleated skirt with the same cotton thigh highs that he had worn when they first met. To Noah, it actually felt pretty weird to see Quinn fully clothed, it was something he wasn't used to after their first encounter where he had basically seen…. All of him. Even when Quinn was clothed, it had been minimal as possible in the modesty department. So, despite this outfit being fairly revealing in its own right, it was still a first from Quinn. Meanwhile, Noah wore a much more basic outfit: A black hoodie, white T shirt, and jeans. He had a tendency to dress more conservatively with warmer and more concealing clothes, while Quinn loved to show off some fur whenever he could.

Sitting down across from Noah, Quinn set the purse he was carrying down beside himself and greeted Noah with a smile.

“Hey there, cutie! So, you're finally taking me on a date, huh? Y'know, usually that comes BEFORE fucking.~" Quinn teased, shooting the now red-faced Noah a wink.

“C-can you not? We're in public…" Noah requested, looking around to see if anybody had heard that.

“C'mon, nobody's paying attention to us. Everybody's just here for breakfast." Quinn reassured. Noah decided to let it go and move on. They spoke for a few minutes, catching up on what they've each been up to.

“I've just been trying to keep up with classes, really. But, it's been hard…. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you… and that night…. I guess I just had to see you again." Noah told Quinn.

“Aww, my good Kitty missed me~..." Quinn teased.

“Shut up…" Noah grumbled under his breath, looking down.

“Well, most of my clients tend to come crawling back, begging for more…. But you're the first to actually want a date. So, what's next, lover boy?~" Quinn asked.

“Well.. I don't really know." Noah admitted. Quinn eased up on the teasing.

“That's alright. We've got some time." Quinn said.

They ordered their food, and Noah got a stack of pancakes while Quinn got a concerningly small portion of eggs and plain toast.

“Is that all you're gonna eat? Don't you want something sweeter?" Noah asked, concerned.

“Oh, no, that's ok. I need to maintain my figure." Quinn explained. “I mean, you like the shape of my body, right? I gotta keep it somehow."

“Well, if you're sure…" Noah said and they began to eat. Quinn didn't look as playful or chipper as usual as he took bites of his tiny, bland breakfast and watched Noah pour sweet syrup over the fluffy disks on his plate. His stomach growled at the sight as he stared with envy for a moment, but sighed and looked away, going back to his own breakfast.

Noah looked up to see an unusually gloom Quinn, picking at his half-eaten eggs. Then, Noah put half of his pancakes on a separate plate and slid them over to Quinn who perked up, looking at the pancakes in front of him and then up to Noah who gave him an encouraging, reassuring smile. Quinn looked hesitant at first, but looked into Noah's cute face and a small smile broke from his lips as he chuckled. Quinn supposed it couldn't hurt to break his diet, if only just this once.

After breakfast, they sat and continued to speak about whatever topics came to mind and eventually came to what they could do for their first date.

“Well, I have a couple things in mind…~" Quinn said as Noah suddenly felt something rubbing against his crotch, making him let out a suppressed moan before covering his mouth. His face went red again as he realized that it was Quinn pressing his foot against Noah's groin under the table, gently stroking it as pleasure traveled through his body while Quinn gave a devious smirk.

“A-are you serious…? Here??" Noah stammered out, keeping his hand over his mouth and stifling his moans. “F-fuuuck…."

“I couldn't resist… You're just so cute when you're like this." Quinn said with a sultry growl as Noah gritted his teeth and gripped the table, tightly with one hand and hid his face with the other. Nobody around seemed to take notice of what was happening.

“W-we shouldn't do this… somebody could see…" Noah protested.

“You know I take consent very seriously, so all you have to do is say the word and I'll stop. But I know for a fact that you won't tell me to stop…..~" Quinn retorted, his smirk growing wider as he began to rub harder, causing Noah to bite his lip and slam a fist into the table as he lurched forward.

“O-oh God…." He shakily breathed, weakly. Quinn was right, Noah didn't want him to stop. He knew that he should, but he didn't. In his head, he wondered if he was really going to climax in his pants in public from nothing more than Quinn's mere touch. But, as the heat rose in his loins and he felt it coming, Quinn suddenly withdrew.

“Hmmm…. Not this time. Sorry~" Quinn said, devilishly, leaving Noah blueballed.

“Y-you jerk…. You could at least finish what you started…." Noah protested, only for Quinn to laugh.

“Maybe later if you're a good boy…~" Quinn said with a wink. Then, he rose from his seat. “Well, anyways, you could come with me while I run some errands. How's that?" Quinn proposed.

“U-uuh…" Noah couldn't really speak, so he simply nodded like an obedient kitty.

And with that, they went off on their date. Their first stop was the gym.

“I always like to get a workout in every day. Do you exercise?" Quinn asked.

“Well, uhm… Not really…" Noah admitted, not sure how he stayed so skinny despite being a bit of a couch potato.

“That's alright. Maybe I can get you to start with some…. 'motivation'...~" Quinn suggested, giving Noah's crotch a brief brush, causing him to jolt as Quinn laughed before continuing to walk. Entering the gym, Noah found people big and small going through their own routines and Quinn greeted many of them, seeming to know a lot of people here.

“Hey, Quinn! Who's your friend? Haven't seen him." A friendly, lean Deer greeted.

“Hi, Alan! This is my date, I just thought I'd bring him with me while I worked out." Quinn greeted back. The Deer, now identified as Alan, took a break from his set to extend a hand to Noah.

“Hi there! Welcome to our gym! Don't worry, we're pretty friendly to newcomers. It's never a bad time to start getting in shape. I'm Alan! And you are?" Alan encouraged as Noah awkwardly took his hand and shook it, Alan's grip unintentionally crushing Noah's hand, who tried to just grin and bare it with gritted teeth.

“Uhh… thanks! I'm Noah…" Noah nervously greeted back. He didn't much like handshakes, preferring strangers not to touch him, but he'd also feel like a jerk if he didn't at least try to reciprocate Alan's friendliness. Alan gave him a warm smile.

“Alright, you lovebirds have fun!" Alan said, going back to his reps, finally releasing Noah's hand. This went on with multiple different people, Quinn introducing Noah to many of his gym friends. There was a tiger lady on the older side named Bree, a Border Collie boy, about the same age as Quinn and Noah, named Jack, a fellow cat named Sarah, and some others. Eventually, they made their way to the locker room, and Noah just about had a heart attack at what he saw.

The locker room was co ed with men, women, and nonbinary folk alike walking around completely naked. Quinn didn't look bothered whatsoever, but Noah was at a complete loss for words, not having ever seen this many naked people in his life. There wasn't even any separation between genders, everywhere Noah looked, he was greeted by penises and breasts simply bouncing about in the open air for all to see. Mortified, Noah averted his eyes, being probably the only clothed person in the locker room. Meanwhile, Quinn just immediately began stripping off without even the slightest hesitation and before Noah knew it, Quinn was in the nude as well, holding his clothes and walking over to a locker. Noah sheepishly tried to follow Quinn while keeping his eyes glued to the ground and clinging to his clothes as if they could fall off at any time. Once he got to Quinn's locker, he hesitantly looked up to see him engaged in casual conversation with an equally nude Tucan woman. Quin turned to Noah.

“Hey, Noah, there you are! This is Lucìa! Another friend." Quinn said, stepping aside for Noah to get a good look at the Tucan, his eyes trailing down her fit body with abs starting right below her D-cups and stopping at her navel.

“Hi there! Noah, right? Quinn was just talking about you! I'm really happy for you two, Quinns always venting about not being able to find a date haha!" Lucìa enthusiastically greeted with her hands on her wide hips, not even seeming notice Noah's wandering eyes (or maybe she just didn't care). Quinn blushed at her last sentence and pouted.

“Didn't have to air that out…" Quinn commented.

“Heh, sorry…" Lucìa apologized before turning back to Noah. “I'm really happy to see Quinn finally found someone! Really hope everything goes well, and I'd love to get to know you more later!" Lucìa then proceeded to hug Noah, sending him into a silent panic mode. He already disliked being touched by strangers, but a naked stranger pressing their body against him was another thing entirely. Noah couldn't even react or say anything, he simply froze. Then, Lucìa let go and turned and hugged Quinn as well. Yet, despite them both being nude and pressing their bodies together, it actually seemed like a completely platonic hug between friends with no real lust behind it. Then, she simply walked off, Noah watching her plump posterior for a moment before turning back to Quinn who was stuffing his clothes in his locker.

“Hey, sorry about Lucìa, she's just one of those really touchy feely people. I can ask her to give you more space if you need it." Quinn explained. Noah adjusted his glasses which were now somewhat fogged from the steam coming out of the showers.

“I-I…. Quinn, what kind of place is this??" Noah whispered to Quinn.

“Oh. Right. You're new here…. Sorry, heh. Not used to seeing dicks and tits outside of your computer screen?" Quinn teased before his tone became genuine. “We don't have any kind of body shame here. We don't really bother with separated locker rooms or showers. Besides, what's the point of working on your body if you don't wanna show off the results?" Quinn joked. “But, seriously, we preach total body positivity here. All bodies are beautiful and should be perfected, there's no shame in them. It's partly that, but also just because having one big locker and shower is way more convenient." Quinn explained. “Anyways, are you going to work out in a hoodie? Get sweat all over your clothes? Here." Quinn grabbed some spare gym clothes from his locker and tossed them to Noah. “See if this fits." Quinn told him before turning back to his locker and continuing to rummage through it.

“I…. Here??" Noah asked.

“If you're ok with that. We've got people who are chubby, skinny, whatever. Nobody is going to shame you or even point out the shape of your body unless they're complimenting it, and nobody is going to say anything about your bits, and don't say anything about anybody else's. Just don't be weird or a creep, y'know? Nobody cares if you look, just don't stare." Quinn explained.

“No, I…. I can't. I don't want to…" Noah expressed.

“That's fine. Just as nobody is going to judge or even pay attention to your nude body, nobody is going to judge or say anything if you don't strip. Nobody is going to prod or pressure you into it, it's not a rule or anything. A lot of newcomers aren't comfortable with the more “open" culture here and change in private and skip the showers to wait until they get home. They usually just get used to it and comfortable eventually and start being more open. Hell, I've seen people take up to a year or two to get naked with everyone else. There's no pressure. If you really want privacy, you can have it. There's bathroom stalls to change in. Though, when we leave, I'd rather not go the rest of our date with you smelling like sweat, so maybe we can find a compromise for the shower. We'll cross that bridge when we get there." Quinn elaborated. This put Noah at ease and he nodded, relieved that there were options to preserve his modesty. He looked at Quinn's body, and even though he had already seen everything, he couldn't help but go red at the utter shamelessness. Quinn looked back at Noah, realizing he was still there and staring at his butt before getting a smirk.

“My eyes are up here, you dirty boy.~ I'm fine with it, but better not be looking at anybody else here like that, you could get into “trouble"... Unless that's what you're looking for?~" Quinn teased, causing Noah to try and stammer out an apology. “You can look, but you can't touch. Remember, if you're good boy today, you might get a piece of this later.~" Quinn reminded Noah as he gave his own ass a smack followed by a squeeze. Noah quickly covered up the erection sticking out of his pants and hurried to the bathroom stalls while Quinn giggled.

After having to walk around and dodge far too many nude bodies for his liking, Noah finally made it to the stalls and checked to make sure nobody was around before entering and hastily changing. Halfway through getting the gym clothes on, he realized how skimpy they were. Noah was a little bit taller than Quinn and slightly less skinny, making bigger than Quinn but not by that much. So the size of the clothes weren't too much of a mismatch, but still showed a little more skin. A little bit of his belly could be seen under the tank top, yet the yoga pants were surprisingly not as tight as he'd thought they'd be. Then he realized they had to be big enough to accommodate Quinn's well endowed rear and curvaceous (to say the least) thighs, so it made sense. Still, he found himself nervous to go out in something more immodest than he was used to. Then, he heard a knocking on the stall followed by Quinn's voice.

“Hey, you ok in there? Do the clothes fit?" Quinn asked.

“Uhh…. I really don't know about these…." Noah answered.

“Can you show me?" Quinn requested and Noah reluctantly opened the stall door. Quinn smiled.

“I like the way you fill out those yoga pants…~" Quinn flirts. Noah then got a good look at Quinn's outfit which was even lewder than the one he was wearing.

Quinn wore a short sports bra and black fingerless gloves, leaving the rest of his torso and arms exposed and looking down, Noah could spot a small pair or tight gym shorts that barely contained Quinn's rear and left his legs on display. Suddenly, when comparing their outfits, Noah felt a little better about the amount of fur he was showing.

“You ready to get in shape?" Quinn asked and Noah nodded.

For the next hour, Noah desperately tried and struggled to keep up with Quinn. First, Quinn took Noah to the treadmills which Noah had no problem with at first but he saw Quinn gradually ramping up the speed on his, so Noah tried to do the same, exhausting himself while Quinn kept up like it was nothing until, eventually, Noah fell forward on his face and the treadmill pushed him out onto the gym floor, turning multiple heads.

“Are you ok??" Quinn asked, turning off the treadmill and rushing to Noah. The only thing that was really hurt was his pride. There were a couple other concerned gym goers checking up on Noah and helping him up. Nobody laughed or shamed Noah, they were instead simply worried which made Noah feel significantly better and he assured everyone that he wasn't hurt. “You really should pace yourself, don't push too hard." Quinn warned Noah, who nodded, having learned his lesson. Next, Quinn took Noah to another room to do yoga with him. Most of the time, Noah couldn't stop himself from staring at Quinn's butt while he did his stretches (especially when Quinn did the splits), wondering if Quinn might have been doing this on purpose.

“Lots of my clients favorite thing about me is my flexibility…. Gotta keep it up somehow so I can get…. “Creative" with positions.~" Quinn explained while he and Noah were talking during the session. While Noah was preoccupied picturing all the different positions for lovemaking Quinn could be capable of with his flexibility, Noah stretched too far back and heard something pop before finding that he was stuck in his position. Quinn had to stop and help him.

Finally, Quinn took Noah to the weights and while Noah was grabbing a couple of 5 pound weights, he heard Noah speaking to somebody.

“Hey, Damon, you mind spotting me?" Quinn asked a tall, and imposing dragon, built like a truck.

“Yeah, no problem!" Damon replied.

Then, Noah proceeded to watch Quinn squat down and place a 300 pound barbell on his small, petite shoulders and then stand up, lifting it. Noah never, in a million years, would have pictured a tiny, dainty femboy like Quinn bench pressing the weight of a fully grown lion. As Quinn squatted and stood, repeatedly, Noah looked down at the 5 pound weights in his hand, embarrassed. Quinn, who was smaller than him, could probably pick him up and carry him if he wanted. Yet, for some weird reason, the idea of Quinn being able to break Noah's spine turned him on, immensely and Noah had no idea why as he lurched forward and faced away to hide the outline of his “excitement" easily visible through his yoga pants.

Once the workout was over Noah barely want to move, nearly passed out on the floor while Quinn was unphased, looking like he could keep this up all day. It was fair, since stamina and endurance was probably a vital attribute for Quinn's line of work. Quinn went off to a more secluded corner to take a photo of himself with his phone in a very compromising position. He went back to Noah.

“Some of the weirdos on my onlyfans really like when I take post workout pics, they make donations and request them all the time. They love seeing me take a picture of my ass while I'm squatting down to lift something, or when I snap a pic of myself in the shower." Quinn explained. Noah simply nodded, unsure what to make of it. If Quinn is a part time onlyfans model, would people recognize him on the streets? He decided to ask.

“Hey, uhhm… If you do onlyfans, are we going to have to deal with people pestering us in public?" Noah asked.

“Nah. I don't show my face in any of my pics, I'm not stupid." Quinn replied, reassuring Noah.

“Oh, alright…. Anyways, that was…. A lot for somebody your size to lift… Is your back alright?" Noah asked.

“I'm fine, I've been lifting for a while now. It's nice to be fit and strong especially in this work, since sometimes clients are pigs (would that be racist in a furry world?) who try to cross my boundaries or… try to force themselves on me, and I've had to physically throw people out of the hotel from time to time. Sometimes a creep at a bar might grope me and end up picking up their teeth with broken fingers. Then there's clients who decide that they don't wanna pay up." Quinn then lifts his hand, putting it in a palming position. “Imagine said clients balls in my hand." Quinn said before closing his fist hard, a small vein popping out on the back of his hand. “You get the idea." Quinn said, absolutely terrifying Noah who felt physically ill from the image in his head as he resisted the urge to protectively grab his own balls. Quinn seemed to notice Noah's distress and quickly changed the subject. “Anyways, uh, we gotta shower now. I know you've got you're reservations but you also can't go the whole date smelling like sweat, so how about this: There's a corner of the showers that's out peoples view. I'll shower right outside there and keep people out while you shower in private." Quinn proposed.

“Y-you… promise nobody is gonna see?" Noah asked.

“I'll make sure. I promise." Quinn assured Noah. With that, they went in.

Quinn was nude within seconds of entering and Noah's eyes drifted towards his vast member hanging between his legs. They both walked together and Noah couldn't help but occasionally steal glances at somebody's butt, cock, or breasts but made sure not to ogle or stare. There were some androgynous people and there were also post-op trans people as well. Eventually, Noah and Quinn got to the showers and saw people of all different genders, species and body types standing around under shower heads, scrubbing away and some were even helping wash each other. Noah felt weird being fully clothed in a shower, but he dared not undress here, rather waiting until he was out of site to get his gym clothes off. Quinn had grabbed Noah's clothes for him and was ready to give them to him when he was done showering. What made the situation more uncomfortable, however, was Quinn casually greeting and having small talk with a couple of people in the shower while they were standing there, water running down their nude bodies and dripping off. Some people appeared to notice Noah sneaking peeks at them but they didn't appear to mind, or at the very least didn't say anything about it. Soon, Noah turned a corner and sure enough, there was a small section that was around the corner, out of everybodies view. Noah stripped naked while Quinn watched, but he was ok with it as long as it was Quinn and handed Quinn his extra gym clothes back. Quinn handed Noah a sponge and some soap and gave him one last reassuring smile to comfort him before going around the corner and beginning to shower just barely out of Noah's view. Noah turned on one of the shower heads and got to work, his heart still racing in his chest as he heard people walking around and talking so close to where he was nude, wet, and vulnerable. It felt like anybody could just walk around the corner at any time, but Noah tried to put his trust in Quinn. Occasionally, he heard people approaching, but he would hear Quinn speak.

“Hey, sorry, my friend is in there. He's really shy." Quinn would politely explain and each of the gym goers were surprisingly understanding about it, backing off. Noah always had an image in his head about "gym bros" that weren't very positive. He had expected them to be assholes about it upon hearing about his shyness about showering, but nobody was. Instead, people there were really friendly, welcoming, and understanding. Nobody there had made Noah feel unsafe or ashamed the entire time he had been there. It made Noah feel motivated to come back and workout with Quinn, to improve himself in a safe, nonjudgmental environment. Once Noah had finished, he dried off with a towel Quinn had handed him and then reached out from the corner and Quinn handed him his clothes. After getting dressed, Noah came out completely fresh.

“There. See? No prying eyes." Quinn said with a kind, warm smile.

“Thank you…" Noah said.

They walked back to Quinn's locker and Noah was sad to see Quinn put his clothes back on. He had been thoroughly enjoying the view. Quinn said goodbye to some of his friends and they left.

To be continued!