Pallor and Arrin
Pallor's daily workout routine was heavy and hard. He wasn't a bodybuilder by trade, but you'd swear otherwise when you looked at him. Every single muscle on this big wolf's body was hard as steel. Broad shoulders, thick arms, and a powerhouse of a chest gave his torso a perfect silhouette. His massive thighs bulged out of his gym shorts, and his calves were barely any smaller. Obviously, the lean muscle tone his species was known for wasn't what this pumped-up wolf wanted. He was 240 pounds of brawn, and he absolutely loved it.
But the best thing about this wolf? The thing that stood out over all the rest of his amazing figure? That would be his abdomen. His godlike, terrific abdomen. It was tough just to look at Pallor without staring at his unbelievable stomach. Six rock hard packs of pure muscle flexed over his belly, beautifully shaped and sculpted; every other fur in that entire gym was madly jealous of him. It was as though his abdominals had been chiseled from a huge slab of stone by a master artisan. Despite the wolf's great body, his abs were his true source of pride, years in the making.
"...Eight...Nine...Ten!"
Pallor nearly dropped the barbell with a grunt, and an audible clang echoed from the rack as he placed the hefty weight back above his head. His pecs burned from the workout already, but he wasn't even close to done. That was only the first set of bench presses. Thick veins wound over his torso and arms, clearly visible on his shirtless chest.
He sat up, letting his terrific abs pull the entire weight of his upper body, and took a few deep breaths, when someone caught his eye. A buff, shirtless tiger in one corner of the gym was doing squats with what must have been the biggest dumbbells Pallor had ever seen. Each rep made the tiger's tremendous thighs swell with power under his tight black shorts, and both his arms bulged out with the strain. The wolf started counting off the reps, but he lost track as the tiger just kept going.
When the huge feline was finally done with those, he walked over toward the bench press. Right toward Pallor. The massive cat's frame was gorgeous, every big muscle cut deep in stunning relief, especially that rift between his pecs. The wolf started to drool as the tiger got closer, then got up, figuring that the beefy feline wanted to use the bench. Pallor moved to a lat machine that was close, making sure the tiger would be in view, and set the weights. He didn't sit down to start doing reps until the big cat was near the bench, and then he pretended not to stare directly at the big package in the front of the tiger's shorts. The tiger's firm ass was even right in front of Pallor's nose for a moment, tail swishing dangerously close. It was a marvelous sight, and the lupine felt his own generous package slightly stiffening. Then the feline turned around.
"You were done with that bench, right? I didn't scare you off?" the tiger asked. His voice was deep and husky...and he was teasing the wolf on purpose.
"No, I was done with that set," Pallor answered, trying keep his gaze from the beast's giant pecs--and not doing a very good job.
"Oh, well then. So you don't mind if I use it then, Wolfy?" He grinned, taking a healthy sniff of the air around the wolf, then held out a paw. The lupine accepted the gesture, smiling himself. The whole time, the tiger's eyes were deadlocked on the wolf's chiseled abdomen.
"I'm Pallor," the wolf said, adding a lusty upward turn of a lip to his smile, and half of a wink.
"I'm Arrin." The tiger gave the same half wink, then laid flat on the bench, chest down and ass pointing toward his captive audience. He grabbed a dumbbell in each hand, letting them hang down to almost touch the floor, and one at a time raised them level then lowered them. Pallor watched hungrily as the tiger's delicious triceps and bulky forearms bulged and flexed to lift the dumbbell, then relaxed slowly to keep it from falling. Each rep made the muscles stand out even more, and veins throbbed over the thick cords of muscle.
The wolf's washboard abs and powerful shoulders clenched and then expanded as he pulled down the lat bar for his own reps. His biceps contracted on each pull, then released as he let the bar back up, making for a beautiful sight of moving musculature. Both males were now sweating and panting, and both of them knew the other was watching. They could smell each other's arousal, mingling with the raw sweat of their intense workouts, and they were getting impatient. They wanted to add another exercise to their normal routines, and it wasn't lifting.
Pallor had to move to another machine to work on his thighs, while Arrin stood up to add more weight to the barbell the wolf had been lifting earlier. When he laid back on the bench, staring up at the bar, he'd added almost half again what Pallor had pressed. He grunted to lift the weight off the rack without dropping it, and even growled a little when he lowered it to his chest. But once he got started, his reps were slow and deliberate, leaving the wolf to stare longingly at the beast's gargantuan pecs each time the bar was pushed up.
A few reps later, and Arrin was done for the day. He picked up his weights and towel, then headed back to the locker room, giving Pallor a wink as he passed. The wolf grinned to himself as the tiger's sexy rear once again walked across his vision, and he felt his crotch tingling. It was as good a signal as any that his workout for the day probably should be finished, for fear of public indecency. He wiped down his machine, then went back to the locker room himself.
Arrin had just finished undressing. A small towel was draped over his shoulders, and a larger one was wrapped around his waist, covering up what Pallor really wanted to see. The tiger grinned to the wolf, and curled up an arm to flex the huge biceps, making his veins stand out in relief. "I'll see you in the shower, Wolfy." With that, the big feline turned around and walked into the shower.
Pallor almost threw his shorts and underwear off, stiffening underneath them and finding the tugging a bit painful. He opened his locker as quickly as he could, but the pace was still agonizing. His shorts and underwear were unceremoniously tossed in, and a towel was yanked out and hastily thrown around his rear to cover up as much of his erection as he could...though of course, the smell of exposed flesh was permeating the room already. He ran to the shower, and made sure he was facing the wall (and it was the opposite wall of Arrin) when he hung his towel on a peg and turned on the water as hot as he could. The idea was to cover up any visible sign of his erection with the steam.
And he could not imagine wanting a shower to go faster than he did that day. Arrin purposefully accentuated every motion with an extra flex of his muscles that was completely unnecessary, and he constantly gave Pallor perfect views of his gorgeous backside. He teased the wolf relentlessly, smiling all the while. Pallor tried to concentrate on washing off, in case anyone came in, but luck seemed to be with him. No one else in the gym was even going into the locker room, much less into the shower. Nonetheless, he breathed a sigh of relief when the last bit of soap swirled into the drain and he stepped out to towel off.
Until he remembered the reason why he'd been trying to shower quickly. He gasped as his towel hit his hard cock, but to keep from calling any more attention to himself (even though Arrin was still the only one around), he kept going, enduring the sharply arousing feeling of rubbing over his erect maleness with the rough fabric of the towel. It came away sticky; he'd gotten some pre on it, even.
"...Enjoying yourself, Wolfy?" Arrin's voice came from behind him, and then a big tiger paw took hold of one of the wolf's nipples. The feline tweaked it, eliciting a whimper, then laughed a bit. "There's no way in hell I'm letting you go home by yourself, smelling like that." He leaned in, took a deep whiff of the air surrounding the lupine, and looked down at the wolf's crotch over his shoulder. "That, and I want that meat between your legs."
Pallor sniffed, then looked over at the tiger, whose head was only about an inch away. "That makes two of us," he said with a lusty grin. "You're not going anywhere without me after those moves in the shower."
They both separated, then got dressed--though only enough to be publicly decent. They both skipped underwear and shirts, expecting that they'd only get in the way later. Pallor agreed they'd go to Arrin's place for some fun, after a promise from the tiger for a good meal afterwards, and it was a shorter drive. The wolf really had no patience left, and his crotch was echoing that sentiment.
Pallor tackled his host to the floor as soon as the door was closed behind them, and wasted no time in licking at one of the tiger's nipples. The wolf's tongue lapped slowly, getting it covered in saliva, then he gently ran his teeth over it, getting the areola erect--and having the same effect on the tiger's penis. Then Pallor went on to the other, giving it the same treatment, and this time getting a grunt of approval from the assailed feline. Next, it was time to pull off the obstacle in the way of Arrin's shaft, which was rapidly tenting his shorts. The wolf grabbed them with both paws, lifting hard to get both Arrin's legs in the air. He had the shorts off in no time, and a great view of the tiger's nether regions.
Arrin sat up and placed his paws on the wolf's ass, squeezing the firm rear and letting his fingers trace a path up the solid muscle to slide one into either side of the waistband of Pallor's shorts. They were yanked down quickly enough, then tossed aside, leaving the aroused wolfmeat ready for attention. Arrin put each of his paws on Pallor's pecs and pushed him onto his back, then bent over to lavish the erect pink wolfcock with his rough feline tongue. Pallor gasped and arched his back, making his abs stand out in beautiful relief and giving the tiger a great view as he took the thick head of the wolf's manhood into his drooling mouth. The salty pre hit his tastebuds first, then the wonderfully musky and masculine taste of a hard dick. He sucked with gusto, going down another inch or so every few seconds, and swallowed when he felt the big rod against his throat. That got a nice whimper from the lupine. Of course, the hungry tiger didn't stop there, and moments later his nose was butting up against the wolf's stomach--and that rock hard abdomen.
Pallor's tongue lolled out of his mouth and he panted as he looked down at Arrin. The wolf languished in his blowjob, loving every second the tiger was giving him. He bucked his hips into the tiger's muzzle, and Arrin got in a rhythm of bobbing up and down on the shaft in response. Every time Pallor's hips thrust upward, the feline sped up, and every time the tiger swallowed the cock he let his rough tongue gently scrape along its entire length. He pulled off all the way when the wolf's abdomen tensed hard and didn't release, and a strong buck of Pallor's hips into the empty air ended with Arrin's maw getting hit with a spurt of seed. A creamy white trail led from a half-closed eye all the way along his muzzle and over his nose, dripping down into his mouth. Then he closed his lips over the wolf's cockhead to catch the rest of the bitter fluid on his tongue, gulping down every last drop Pallor gave him.
"Tasty," the tiger said, smiling as he crawled over the wolf's chiseled torso. He nuzzled against Pallor's cheek, wiping some of the semen into the fur and getting it sticky and messy, then he licked it off with a broad grin.
"Now you need to service the other end, Kitty-cat," Pallor said between heavy breaths, taking deep whiffs of the smell of his cum. "Unless it's my turn for some fun first."
"Got some lube, Wolfy? I wouldn't want to break that gorgeous ass of yours." Arrin's smirk led the lupine to look down at the tiger's cock...and his jaw dropped.
"Uh...yeah..." he said, drooling onto his chest.
"You want to suck it first?" The tiger ran a claw up the underside of his massive tool, picking up a drop of pre as it left the member.
"And waste that big load when it could go in my ass instead? No way," Pallor answered, moving the tiger off him so he could get up. He grabbed the lube from its drawer in his bedroom, and leaned against the doorframe, cock again erect and dripping pre. "I'm waiting, Kitty-cat."
Arrin laughed, and his hulking muscles flexed and rippled as he stood up. He swayed his hips back and forth in a predatory walk toward his prey, grinning like a cat who caught a mouse.
"You're gonna want this," the wolf said, laughing and shoving the bottle of lube into the tiger's beefy chest.
Arrin blinked, and grabbed the bottle. "Don't like the predator act?"
"Please, you're dealing with a real wolf here." Pallor's tail brushed over the feline's screaming erection as he turned and walked toward the bed. He faced the tiger again as he leaned back onto the mattress, then pulled both his legs up into the air and spread them out. The view of his thighs and glutes was perfect thanks to that position. Arrin's cock leaked pre onto the floor, and he quickly started lubing it up well. Pallor slowly teased his asshole with a claw, then the finger, and shoved it in before adding another. Pure lust left the tiger entranced for a moment, all those muscles flexing and bulging out, not to mention that tight hole. "I'm not going to wait for you forever, Kitty-cat," Pallor chuckled.
And Arrin didn't intend to make him wait even a moment longer. "You might want to move your fingers there, Wolfy," the tiger warned as he rubbed his huge meat between the wolf's tight buttcheeks. A few thrusts, and he was ready to go in. He used a paw to guide his massive tool to the wolf's asshole, and pushed against it carefully, testing how loose it was. But that was it for restraint. "Hope you're ready for this, I'm not going to make it easy on such a strong male like you."
With a predatory roar, the tiger shoved as hard as he could into the wolf, getting almost his full length in and making the wolf scream out in pain. But that pain lasted for only a moment as the tiger pulled back out, the tip of his throbbing erection just inside the exit. "Let's try for all of it this time," Arrin said with a naughty grin. Another powerful thrust made the wolf's scrotum smash up against the large cat's lower abdomen, as did every one after that. Pallor had given up on any attempt to keep himself quiet by then, and was completely lost in the bliss of having the tiger's incredible dick piston in and out over and over, burying itself deep in his insides and feeling beyond wonderful. Arrin took it slow at first, watching the wolf's manhood twitch each time the tiger cock rammed into that sweet spot, and loving the view of the wolf's abs clenching forcefully against the power of every slam of the tiger's hips.
Of course, the tiger had to speed up to keep himself satisfied, and he did so without giving Pallor any sort of warning. Every thrust suddenly hit with all Arrin's might, and the large cat held nothing back. Faster and faster and faster, until Pallor wasn't even sure if that big cat cock was inside or out. The wolf's own throbbing erection, and his sculpted abdomen, were covered in sticky pre, and save the fact that every grunt coming from the tiger's powerfully muscled body was louder than the last, there were no signs of him slowing down or nearing climax. Before long, the only sensations in the lupine's world were Arrin's thick, bulging muscles flexing and relaxing in front of him, and that huge tiger meat pounding deep into his ass. Pallor had no clue how much time passed before the gigantic feline roared, then blasted the wolf's insides with so much seed that it leaked out of his asshole and onto the bed. The lupine moaned as his ass was coated in hot tiger cum both internally and externally, the exquisite feeling almost enough to make him blow his load all over his torso. But he was determined not to waste the orgasm or any of his semen; that second load was for Arrin's ass, and nowhere else.
The tiger pulled out, panting but smirking devilishly. He knelt down and ran his rough tongue between Pallor's firm asscheeks, and over his abused anus. He cleaned up every bit of his spooge his could, reveling in the taste of the thick white fluid.
"Let me know when you're done cleaning up the mess--Uuuuuuuuunhhhhh--doooown.....theeeeeere...uuuuuuuuuuunnnnnh." The wolf tried to talk through the involuntary moaning at the tiger's attention to his asshole, but didn't do a good job.
"Don't worry Wolfy, I'll let you do this for me, too." The tiger chuckled before swallowing a big gulp of semen. He gave the wolf's hole one last lick, then pushed himself up onto the mattress to crawl on top of the smaller male. "My hole's been begging for that gorgeous wolf cock all night," he said in a sultry tone.
Pallor pushed up on Arrin's pecs, lifting him easily, then rolled him over onto his back. "You'll be happy then, because my cock's been wanting to slam hard into your tight ass since I saw you in the gym." He got on top of the tiger and gave him a kiss, tasting the seed and getting a good whiff of Arrin's cum. With a quick push, Pallor was off the bed, leaving the tiger sad that those wonderful abs were again out of sight.
The wolf grabbed the bottle of lube that Arrin had deposited on the floor, and rubbed a generous amount all over his drooling erection. He lifted the tiger's legs, making them contract on purpose just for the sexy view, and lubed up the feline's tight pucker just as vigorously. One finger pressed gently in, then a second, and the wolf stretched out the tiger's hole carefully. Then he stood up straight, abs now in full view for Arrin, and gave the feline a wolfish wink. With a single drive of Pallor's hips, his cock--not much smaller than Arrin's--was fully hilted in the tiger's ass, getting a very loud growl of pain from him. The lupine had to keep from laughing as he rocked back, leaving only the tip inside.
"You're gonna have to beg if you want it back in," he said, bending down over the tiger's huge torso. He placed a paw on either side of Arrin's big chest. "Otherwise...I'm just going to massage these tremendous pecs of yours." He started kneading the muscles with strong, firm pressure, pinching one nipple hard.
Arrin groaned, both from the sudden intrusion and removal and the nipple play. His erection pulsed, and his balls were screaming for another orgasm already. "Arrrgh...FUCK ME, DAMN IT!!" he shouted, pushing himself up on his gigantic arms for a second.
Without missing a beat, Pallor rammed Arrin's ass again, with every bit as much power as he had before. The tiger fell back onto the bed with a thud, then reached down and grabbed his legs to pull them up and spread them wide. The wolf yanked Arrin's whole body closer to the edge of the mattress, and then climbed on top again. Now that he was slamming his rod down, it had all the force of his thrusting plus almost his entire body weight. It was not lost on the tiger, whose grunts quickly turned into growls as it started taking him much more effort to keep his orgasm at bay. Every time the wolf pounded into his ass a jolt of pleasure was sent up Arrin's spine, and his cock would twitch. His muscles all clenched and relaxed at once with each thrust, until finally Pallor howled. Arrin moaned as the wolf's speed drastically rose, buggering his hole with short, tight movements instead of long pistons. Both of them came at once only moments later, the tiger's seed splattering everywhere as the wolf filled his hole. Pallor bowed his head down in an arc to make sure that some of Arrin's cum hit him in the face, then opened his maw wide to catch another shot on his tongue. More spurts landed in between the tiger's giant pecs, and all over the wolf's sexy abs, contracting tight from blowing his load.
Pallor collapsed on top of Arrin, grinning like an idiot and letting his tongue hang out of his mouth as he panted happily. His face was a painting of pure erotic bliss, covered in tiger cum and drool and plastered with a lusty after-glow induced stare. Arrin wasn't much better himself, lying on the bed with both legs wrapped around the wolf's backside, chest heaving with each slow breath.
"If only we didn't have to leave the gym for this kind of fun," Arrin said after a minute or so, not caring that the wolf's dick was still inside him, or that the wolf's tongue was quite busy licking up seed from the deep crevice in between the tiger's pecs.
Pallor looked up, a drop of semen connecting his bottom lip to the tiger's torso. He licked his chops, then grinned. "I think so too. We might've been able to get other guys to join in that way, too. And there wouldn't have been any wait."
Arrin started massaging the wolf's back, making Pallor moan. The tiger let his legs fall, then pushed the wolf off, hearing an audible popping noise as the lupine's cock was freed from the feline's insides. Pallor rolled to one side, and Arrin resumed the massage.
"Sounds like we've got something to work on," Arrin chuckled, tweaking one of Pallor's nipples.
"Unnnh...yeah."