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The rhythmic pounding of hooves filled the gym, interspersed with the occasional clanks of dumbbells and exercise machinery. Bright fluorescent bulbs hung above on the high ceiling, bathing the spacious room in crisp, white light. Despite the presence of large windows on one end of the room, the only illumination came from the artificial source above - it was still too early in the morning for the sun to be up. The community college gym was always quiet and peaceful at this time, exactly as the people currently there preferred it.

The hoofbeats began to slow as Eric gradually wound down his treadmill routine. Bringing his pace down to a walk, the deer took a long swig from his water bottle and wiped at the back of his neck with a sweat rag. Tossing the rag over his shoulder, he slowed himself to a stop, pressing the button to deactivate the machine. He checked his watch and nodded approvingly - it had been a good, long run this morning.

Eric stepped off the treadmill and made his way out of the room, occasionally taking sips from his bottle. He was drenched in sweat and out of breath, but he loved the feeling. That's why he came to the gym so early every morning. The exercise woke him up and gave him plenty of energy to get through even the longest of workdays at the office. Plus, it was nice to have the space practically to himself. Few people came at this hour.

The buck continued down a long hallway to the men's locker room. Upon entering, his large ears immediately picked up the sound of running water from the showers. Apparently, someone else had already finished their own workout even before him. His hooves clicked softly on the clean tile floor as he made his way to his locker. He dialed the combination, and stowed his earbuds, water bottle, and rag inside the metal box. Then, he peeled his sweaty shirt off (being careful not to catch the fabric on his antlers) and dropped his shorts and underwear to his ankles. Fully nude, he tossed his clothes in the bottom of the locker and pulled out a soft, navy blue towel from his duffel bag. Eric wrapped the towel around his waist, making sure it was securely tied so as to keep him decent. He slammed his locker shut and walked to the back of the room, towards the showers.

The men's locker room had two types of these facilities - a large open area with several shower heads spread throughout, and a series of small private shower stalls for single occupants. The deer made his way to the latter. He was a bit shy when it came to showering naked in front of strangers at the gym - especially considering the possibility of a hot guy walking in. Attempting to hide the inevitable awkward boner was the last thing Eric wanted to deal with.

But as he crossed in front of the open shower area, he saw something that stopped him dead in his tracks. At the far end of the room - quite alone - a dragon was showering himself. The scalie must have been at least seven feet tall and covered in thick, bulging muscles. His bright red scales glistened under the fluorescent lights as water rolled and beaded off of his sculpted body. He was facing away from Eric, and the buck found himself marvelling at the view - the wide shoulders, the thick arms, the bulky legs, and the perfectly toned ass. The dragon's muscles bulged and contorted beautifully as he continued to rub soap all over himself. It was like looking at an anatomical diagram, so chiseled and defined was the body.

Eric couldn't help but stare. He was rooted to the spot, drinking in the view. It was a moment before he realized that his towel was starting to slip off. He was fully hard, and his aching cock was straining against the soft blue fabric, pushing it away, desperate to be free. Eric pressed the towel against his stomach to keep it in place. As he did so, the fabric rubbed against his member, instantly lighting him up with more lust and desire. And still, he stared.

The dragon slowly began to turn, allowing the spray from the showerhead to wash the soap from his body. His eyes were closed, which gave Eric enough confidence to continue his shameless staring. The dragon's front was just as impressive as his back. The scales on this side were a light gray. A steady flow of water cascaded between a pair of thick, meaty pecs. The water continued downward, streaming between the individually identifiable muscles of a rock-solid six pack. The deer watched, transfixed as the water raced down the dragon's pelvis. His eyes continued to follow the water down to the crotch.

Eric's erection almost became painful at this point. The dragon's cock was - well there wasn't really any other word for it - perfect. The same gray color as his front scales, the thick member swung freely, a stream of water dripping from its end. It had to have been at least as wide around as Eric's wrist, and easily many times longer than the average-sized packed the deer had. A thick vein traced its way from the base. A pair of plump, heavy balls dangled below. How desperately Eric wanted to bury his face in that crotch - to feel it, to lick it, to admire its perfection up close.

The dragon continued to turn. He was now fully facing his admirer, though his eyes were still closed. Somehow, miraculously, Eric managed to snap out of his trance. If the dragon was to open his eyes, he would immediately see Eric ogling him. And the deer's erection was more than obvious now, even with the towel still clutched at his waist. Realizing that he had already pushed his luck far enough, the buck quickly turned on the spot to leave - and immediately bumped into a third person who had been standing, unnoticed, right behind him.

Eric practically jumped out of his skin. In his surprise, he let go of the towel. It dropped to his feet, leaving him completely exposed. The new stranger was a massive ceratosaurus. The dino was easily as tall as the dragon, and just as muscular - though instead of washboard abs, he was sporting a round belly. He had an orange and black striped scale pattern, and his front was a soft tan. The dinosaur was also naked, and his endowment was a sight to behold. A dark black color, his uncut penis put even the dragon's to shame. The massive member hung low under its own weight, swinging tantalizingly in front of a pair of equally-impressive balls. There was no doubt about it - when it came to manhood, this dinosaur was by far the biggest Eric had ever seen in his life. He loomed immensely over Eric, a confident smirk spread across his predatory face.

Eric found himself dumbfounded. How long had the dinosaur been watching him? And how had he snuck up so silently? Either the ceratosaurus was quite stealthy for such a big guy, or Eric had been too busy lusting after the dragon to notice. The deer wanted to say something, but no words came. He wanted to grab his towel, turn back around bolt for the door, but his muscles seemed to have stopped working. Nevertheless, he felt his face getting redder and redder, a hot, embarrassed flush filling his cheeks.

The dinosaur spoke first. "Enjoying the show, little guy?" He said, still grinning with sharp white teeth. His voice was deep and rich - exactly the baritone you'd expect from such a massive individual.

Eric didn't respond. He was caught, he knew it. He tried, in vain, to think of a reasonable excuse or explanation - nothing came to mind. Even if something had, he doubt he'd have been able to vocalize it properly. He continue to stand dumbly rooted to the spot.

The ceratosaurus chuckled softly. The deep rumbling noise reverberated through Eric's body. Were he not so flustered and embarrassed, the sound of the laugh would likely have melted him on the spot. The sharp-toothed grin grew larger still.

"Well, why don't we go in closer for a better view? Nothing beats a front-row seat."

And before he could even react, Eric found his shoulder being grasped by a massive, clawed hand. The dinosaur spun the deer around and began to guide him directly toward the still-showering dragon. So great was the other's strength, that Eric couldn't do anything but go along to where he was being led.

The dragon was no longer distracted with his shower. His eyes were wide open and he was looking intensely at the approaching duo. He too, was now wearing a wide, predatory grin.

Eric's hooves slid across the tile as he was pushed closer and closer to the dragon, who continued to eye him hungrily. The deer's erection preceded him, hard as a rock and pointing straight forward. And despite himself, Eric couldn't help but notice that he was no longer the only one sporting a boner. The dragon's meaty member was slowly hardening, the fleshy pole fattening and raising before his very eyes.

Without warning, the ceratosaurus gave Eric a push from behind, quickly closing the gap between the other two. Eric slid for the last few feet, his hooves slippery on the soapy floor. He smashed into the dragon, the larger man's body offering zero resistance. It was very much like running into a brick wall. And before he could move back, the dragon had reached around, placed a huge hand on the deer's waist, and pulled him close.

Like the dinosaur, the dragon was extremely tall. The tips of Eric's antlers were barely tickling the underside of his scaled chin. Eric's face was pressed against the dragon's meaty chest. The scales were smooth on his cheek, and he could feel the solid muscle - so much muscle!

The dragon spoke. He had a deep voice as well, and from his current position, Eric could physically feel the vibrations thrumming through the thick torso.

"So how about it, little deer? Are you gonna help me wash up?" He punctuated the question by moving his hand lower and giving the smaller male's ass a firm squeeze.

Eric melted. He moaned softly, giving himself up to his desire. He still wasn't quite sure how he'd ended up here and he certainly didn't know what was going to happen next. But he didn't care. He had been scared and confused a moment before - truth be told, he still felt that way a little bit. But how could he pass up a chance like this? He'd never forgive himself if he bailed out now. He wanted this. He was smack in the middle of a fantasy he could have previously only dreamed of. And he was going to enjoy every second of it.

His cock was certainly enjoying it. The deer's member was pressed against the dragon's thigh. Eric could feel every time the thick muscles shifted and contracted - it was almost like the big guy's leg muscles were massaging his length. The dragon's much larger member was pressed against Eric's stomach. He could practically feel the thick pole throbbing against him. Eric moaned again, shamelessly grinding his face into the dragon's chest, his dick into the dragon's thigh, his body into the dragon's body.

Eric heard a shuffling sound behind him. Lost in his lust, he had completely forgotten about the ceratosaurus behind him. Without warning, the dinosaur rushed up and pressed himself against the buck's exposed back. The deer - who was by this point considering himself to be the luckiest deer alive - was now quite literally part of a stud sandwich. He was pressed between two massive, musclebound hunks. The dino's big belly and fat, swollen cock were against Eric's back. All over his body, he felt the press of thick, solid, scale-covered flesh. Warm water continued to cascade onto them and steam swirled all around. The sensation of it all together was overpowering.

The two big guys began to grind themselves against Eric's body, their muscled torsos and hefty dicks rubbing every square inch of the smaller mammal's form. They used him like a toy, thrusting and grinding all over him. The buck was getting his fun as well. He slid between them in a state of bliss, his limp body and hard erection rubbing all over the two walls of muscle surrounding him.

After several minutes of this, Eric looked up and saw that the dragon and ceratosaurus had started making out. Their heads were craned over his antlers and they were locked at the lips, their long tongues wriggling sloppily in each other's mouths. Eric almost came on the spot - he could never in his wildest dreams imagined himself in this situation. As such, he could feel his release building. He'd never needed to cum so badly in his life. Not long now.

The dinosaur broke up the kiss momentarily. "That's it, little guy. Keep squirming for us," he rumbled. As they resumed their make-out session, Eric put his movements into high gear. He gyrated and wriggled, grinding his ass into the dino behind him and thrusting his dick madly at the dragon's thigh. He was building more and more quickly now, his senses overwhelmed as he approached his peak. The wet, sloppy sounds of lewd kissing filled his ears, egging him on.

For a few more seconds, the pressure in Eric's groin continued to build. He screwed his eyes shut, letting himself go completely as he finally peaked. The tile walls echoed with the sound of his moaning. He bucked and spasmed wildly as he came, spraying ropes of sticky cum all over the dragon's thigh. The deer was in complete bliss - he had never in his life orgasmed so intensely or for so long. His mind was a wash of pure pleasure.

As Eric continued to spasm his way through his orgasm, the other two began to reach their peaks as well. The prospect of a smaller male cumming his mind out between them was too much for the pair. With a thunderous sound, the scaled hunks broke up their kiss and roared in ecstasy, their large members erupting in fountains of warm seed. Still sandwiched between them, Eric received the bulk of the load. Sticky cum sprayed all over his back and front, drenching the underside of his face. The white goo stuck to his fur momentarily, only to be washed away by the shower water still pouring from above. The three stood, locked together, riding their orgasms out in their embrace.

As their peaks began to fade, the dragon and dinosaur finally stepped apart and let go of Eric. The buck wobbled unsteadily on his hooves and dropped to his knees. All three were panting hard and globs of cum still remained all over their bodies.

They remained motionless for a bit longer, revelling in the afterglow of what they'd just done. After what seemed like a very long time, Eric slowly raised his head and looked up at the other two looming mightily over him. From his position down on his knees, the deer couldn't help but appreciate the view. Even from this perspective, the dragon and ceratosaurus were incredible. Their massive, muscled bodies heaved rhythmically as they drew deep, rumbling breaths. Their cocks, still dripping stray strands of ejaculate, were beginning to soften. And their faces were plastered once again with toothy, predatory grins.

"Well, little deer," the dragon said slyly. "Looks like you definitely need to help us wash up now!" He shot a meaningful glance at the dinosaur next to him and both sets of sharp smiles widened.

Slowly pushing himself back onto his hooves, Eric smiled back.