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"Cut it out!" Peter yelled, his face red with frustration. He swung his white furred arm at his tormentor.

"Aww, the little wuffy's getting angry guys!" Roger laughed as he stepped back to dodge the swing. The bully tossed Peter's backpack over his head to someone behind him. Roger was bigger than the white wolf he was bullying and there was hardly anything Peter could do about the two harassing him. He could hardly believe he was subjected to the same torment in college that he endured in high school. The white wolf was beginning to regret his decision to join the football team.

"What's going on in here?" a voice came from behind a wall of lockers. Their coach was coming over, alerted by the loud voices and obnoxious laughter. Coach Samson rounded the corner, a large gray wolf who's position as coach was confirmed by his muscular physique. "Huh? I didn't realize the locker room was an entertainment center." he said sarcastically.

"Nothin coach we were just helping out the new guy." Roger said as he tossed the white wolf his bag, hurling it stronger than necessary.

"Well that's awfully nice of you, how about you help yourselves to some reps at the gym?" the coach said, his paws firmly on his wide hips.

"We've finished ours for today coach, we did our sets." Roger said and his accomplice nodded in agreement.

"Looks like you get to do some more then doesn't it?" the coach said with a smug grin.

"Yes coach." they both kept their mumbling to a minimum until they had left hearing distance. Coach Samson waited until they were gone and approached Peter who was clutching his bag to his chest and standing with his tail between his legs.

"You good? It's Peter right?" he asked, his shoulder's slumping slightly as he dropped his tough guy act.

"Yes sir." Peter said.

"Don't let em get to you, they pick on a lot of new guys. After a while they'll leave you alone." the coach patted Peter's shoulder with a strong paw.

"I don't know sir, I think this might not be for me." Peter's ears were flat as he spoke.

"Nonsense, and call me James alright? You keep calling me sir and I might start aging faster." James said.

"Besides, you're perfect for this. You were one of the quickest during tryouts; we just need to bulk you up a bit." James swatted Peter's flat stomach. The white wolf flinched at first but he warmed to the coach's good intentions. "I don't think we've put you on a routine yet, lets head to the weight room and I'll show you how we train." Peter nodded and followed the big gray wolf out of the locker room. Following him gave Peter a good view of his backside, the coach's thin white shirt was barely able to contain him. '

The room they ended up in was covered in weight equipment from every side. The bully's were on the other side of the room and they looked over. They didn't want trouble though so they stayed busy and out of the way. James took the smaller wolf to each area and explained how the equipment worked. Between areas he questioned him and asked him about himself. He'd never let Peter know but the coach was focusing on more than just his responses. Whenever Peter turned James couldn't help but look him over. When the white wolf was doing his tryouts for the team James was focused on mentally undressing most of the time. He was well aware the younger wolf was gay and that only seemed to make his ass seem firmer in those tight shorts.

"You ready to start?" James asked.

"What? Like now?" Peter asked, his tail no longer between his legs and waving gently from side to side. James nodded and pulled some weights off a nearby rack, easily carrying them in one arm. He set the weights in place on the metal bar above the bench and laid down on the bench.

"Watch me okay? You want to do this right." James lifted the bar and brought it down a few inches above his chest. "You want your elbows like this." he continued, lifting the bar and bringing it down again to demonstrate. Peter was watching but he was far more interested in the way James's muscles barely seemed to strain. James set the bar up and got off the bench, patting it for the smaller wolf to come lay down. Peter did and soon found himself staring up at a shiny metal bar. He gripped it with his paws and started to lift.

"Whoa, wait a minute there star player." James said as he moved behind the bar to spot Peter, his gym shorts imprinted with the college logo were inches from Peter's ears. If the wolf didn't know any better he'd swear James was sporting a stiffy too. The subtle yet distracting bulge remained as Peter started his workout. They worked together as Peter went through the sets, the room remaining silent until James spoke again when they had finished.

"I feel like I should apologize for Roger, for earlier I mean." James said.

"Why?" Peter asked as he stretched his arms out after the workout.

"He's my brother... I just wasn't around to make sure he was brought up right." James said with a tint of sadness.

"Oh... I didn't know you were related. I just try and ignore him." Peter said as they got up and headed back to the locker room.

"Still, I know he can be a jerk." James said.

"I don't hold it against you." Peter smiled as James opened the door for him. They headed in and James followed Peter to his locker.

"That's good to hear, I'll try and keep him under control... do you have any questions about the routines you'll be doing?" James asked, trying to stall as the white wolf began to undress in front of him. First his shirt was pulled over his head, revealing the dimples in his lower back. The gray wolf's eyes locked on Peter as his shorts came down next, leaving only the briefs which outlined his rump. James could feel his sheath swelling and he wasn't going to try and hide it.

"I think I got it down, I'll eat more protein and I'll come by your office if I have questions about the workouts." Peter said as he stuffed his things into his locker, he was planning on waiting for his coach to leave before taking off his briefs. He turned with a smile on his muzzle to see James standing there with his arms folded across his broad chest. Almost immediately his gaze was drawn down by the bulge in James's shorts.

"I... uhh...." he swallowed, his white cheeks beginning to glow red from his blush.

"Don't be shy, we always shower after workouts. It's a hygiene thing, I'll see you over there." James said with a toothy grin, he turned and headed towards the shower as he slipped his shirt off. Peter turned back towards his locker, his heart racing. He slipped off his briefs and wrapped his paw around his sheath, he could see his tip beginning to poke out. His body wanted something he wasn't sure he could have. He let out a deep breath and headed towards the showers. The shower room was covered by a curtain and the white wolf swept it aside and then closed it behind him. He felt his body spike with excitement as he saw his coach across the room.

By the far wall James was standing under a high faucet, his muzzle pointed up into it. His fur clung to him like it was much shorter and Peter could see the wolf's fur was mostly gray except for a dark patch on his torso. He could also see the few inches of temptation poking from impressive wolf's sheath. Peter got his nerves together and approached, choosing to turn on the faucet right next to his coach. The water cascaded over him and he shivered as he adjusted it to the right temperature. He could feel James's eyes on him when he closed his under the water. Just as he was beginning to feel comfortable he felt the coach's heavy paw on his back. He quickly recognized the sensation that followed as James began spreading shampoo through his fur.

James stepped out of his stream of water as he rubbed shampoo into the smaller wolf. His strong paws roamed Peter's backside, down to his rump and along his tail. The small wolf began to murr from the attention and his body began to follow James's strong paws, pushing against and swaying from side to side with them. James stepped forward behind Peter as his arms wrapped around the wolf, his paws caressing his front now. When he stepped behind him his cock slide between the smaller dogs thighs right under his rump. Peter shivered as he felt the warm tool between his legs, his mind absorbed in the gentle caress of the strong wolfs paws over his body. He rested his head back against his coach's shoulder and let out a happy sigh.

The longer they embraced the larger James grew, his cock poking out between Peter's thighs and begging for attention. The large wolf contained himself though, his caressing supplemented by gentle kisses and suckles along Peter's exposed neck. The white wolf took the next step and reached between his legs to wraps his paw around the needy wolf cock between his thighs. His paw gripped the warm length and his digits rubbed over the tip until he felt the wolf's slimy pre. Peter's head came forward off the wolf's shoulder and he looked down at the cock between his legs, James's poked out between his thighs almost matching Peter's cock in length. He hadn't realized until now that his coach's impressive size wasn't limited to his muscles.

"You like what you see?" James whispered to Peter.

"I like what I feel." Peter answered with a playful tug on the bigger male's member. James bit into the white wolf's shoulder gently and pressed his hips forward, humping between Peter's soft thighs. Peter held his legs tightly together for James and let the wolf enjoy himself. The coach growled from the pressure and the challenge as he kept humping up against the smaller wolf, gliding his cock between his thighs. Peter gasped as he was pushed forward by the coach's thrusts, he had to adjust his footing and even took his paws off of the wolf cock between his thighs to brace himself against the wall. James's thrusts eventually pushed them both out of the water stream, the room slowly filled with steam as both the hot showers ran unattended.

James growled lustily behind Peter as he felt his knot expanding, he wanted so much more than Peter's thighs. He pulled back unexpectedly, his cock pulling free from Peter. The white wolf was surprised and he looked over his shoulder, his muzzle hung slightly open and his eyes gave away his desire. Without saying a word James knew what he needed. He pressed the tip of his length up against Peter and the wolf whimpered, his head nodding back at James. Gently he pressed forward as the smaller wolf braced himself against the wall. James craned his head down and watched as he sunk his red shaft into Peter's perfect ass. He held Peter's tail to the side for a better view as he impaled the smaller wolf. James's paw held Peter by his stomach as he pressed forward, trying to keep his bitch in place. As he hilted in Peter he could feel the bulge his cock was making in the wolf, his taught stomach slightly disfigured.

"I knew I was going to fuck you the second you walked across my tryout field..." James said into Peter's ears which were flattened submissively. Peter just whimpered in response, his rear throbbing with pain as he adjusted to his coach. To keep from crying out he pulled James's paw from his stomach up to cover his muzzle. He cried into it as James pulled his hips back and drove forward. Again and again he speared the white wolf until the cries turned to needy yips. James rocked the smaller wolf's body as his hips drove on, Peter's head hung low and his forehead rested against the wall as he struggled to keep standing.

James could feel Peter start to shake as he tried to hold his ground against the merciless pounding. He knew the cute wolf would have trouble walking after this so he needed to help him out before he collapsed. After a few more irresistible bucks he held Peter tightly and nipped his neck until he shivering from the attention. James pulled his bone from the hole it was buried in and helped Peter turn around. He hooked his arms around the white wolf and lifted him. Peter's legs couldn't wrap all the way around James but he tried and James hooked his arms under the wolf's legs to hold him up. He rested Peter against the shower wall and then lowered him back down his shaft.

Primal urges surged through James as his cock was buried inside the wolf once more. Regardless of whether he could impregnate this bitch his instincts would make him try. His urges could care less who he was fucking, his only goal was to dump his load in the tightness that was milking him. Peter was bounced again and again on the wolf meat and his head stayed rested back against the wall with his paw for cushion. Every thrust was met with a girlish moan and soon enough James felt the pleasant tightness accompanied by his partners orgasm. Peter's small cock was bouncing between them and with each thrust it slapped against the white wolf's bulging stomach, his seed spraying over his own body. His cum became lost in his white fur though and James couldn't tell how much Peter had emptied himself.

As Peter came down from his orgasm he continued his weak whimpers, they were music to James's ears. The muscular wolf was enjoying himself but he could also feel himself losing control. He pressed forward hard in a last ditch effort to tie Peter before his knot swelled too much. With a load groan his knot popped into the wolf and humped a few more times desperately as his vision began to blur. Peter bit his lip as the stud breeding him seemed to pause only to realize every inch of cock in him beginning to swell. Peter wrapped his arm around James's neck and pulled his muzzle in to kiss him. He bit the absent minded wolf's lip as his cock pulsed in a steady biological fashion, completing its only purpose of delivering seed deep into a mating partner. Slowly James began to kiss back, acknowledging the efforts of Peter as he kept emptying into him. Their first kiss was made all the more special by the warm cum filling Peter.

The muscular wolf groaned as he finished in his partner, carrying him over to a bench to sit down. Peter was locked on his lap so all they could do was kiss tenderly as they soaked the area because they were still dripping wet. As James kissed the smaller wolf he felt strangely complete. His girlfriend had never made him feel this way. He had never bred someone like Peter before either. The small wolf was able to take him and unlike many of the women he'd fucked he was actually able to tie him. His girlfriend always complained about getting pregnant too so he couldn't remember the last time he came inside someone during sex. He rubbed Peter's back as they sat together and eventually the white wolf simply rested his head on James's shoulder as they waited for his swelling to go down.

"How long do you think we'll be stuck?" Peter asked sleepily.

"It could be a while, he really likes you." James said. Peter smiled and closed his eyes, feeling the wolf cock buried deep in him surge one final time.