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"So, you're sure it's okay for me to stay for the night?" Fury Kyran asked Dragmurd Reget as he leaned against his locker.

"For the last time, yes, Fury. It's okay for you to stay here until you want to leave." The brown dragon replied, rolling his eyes. Fury always asked for multiple confirmations "just to be sure."

They were in the locker room of the Dragon's Hide Gym at 10:50 PM, ten minutes before closing time; both had recently finished working out and were naked. Dragmurd had already showered and was opening his locker to get dressed while Fury had just stripped to get ready for his own shower. Fury eyed the older dragon's body appreciatively. Despite being a bit over Fury's usual age range, Dragmurd was quite an attractive dragon with solid muscles, a plump chest, and a large round belly. He would definitely have to play with Dragmurd again sometime later.

Dragmurd was the owner of the gym and a good friend of Fury's. For the past year, Fury had been a member of his gym and halfway though had befriended Dragmurd after assisting him in fending off some would-be burglars. Both dragons had discovered that the other possessed incredible powers; Dragmurd was a powerful sorcerer and Fury had incredible strength and durability, heightened speed, and an unusual energy that Dragmurd could sense. They bonded over their unusual lives and mutual lust for the male body. Fury confessed to Dragmurd that normal workouts at his gym weren't really challenging for him due to his strength. Although Fury did not make much effort to hide his identity whenever there was trouble, he preferred not to make it widely known that he possessed super powers, so he limited the weight he worked out with at the Dragon's Hide. Although the regular exercise still kept his body fit, Fury wanted to have a workout that actually required effort, so Dragmurd had offered to let him stay at his gym for a few hours at night so he could work out without worrying about his strength being seen. It was already near closing time and almost everyone had already left the gym. Fury and Dragmurd were alone at the lockers.

"Thanks, Drag!" Fury cheered happily and he jumped at the brown dragon, giving him a kiss and a couple of gropes at his chest and cock. Dragmurd gave a surprised muffled cry and groaned as his cock hardened.

"Aw, fuck, Fury, look what you did!" Dragmurd growled. He bit his lip and looked at Fury. "You gonna take care of this or what?" He asked, pointing to his cock.

Fury smirked. "Hmmmm.... Nope! You can fuck me tomorrow at your house. Why don't you go and leave that boner there until then?" The younger dragon teased.

Dragmurd frowned. He gave Fury a smack on his red ass.

"Go take your shower! And make sure you clean up any sweat stains you make on the equipment!" He yelled.

As Fury walked off chuckling to the showers, Dragmurd smirked. He had almost changed his mind about his little prank, but Fury's little stunt made it easier. He got dressed and as he heard a showerhead turn on, he reached into his bag and pulled out a key. He grinned to himself.

"Gonna pay for that, little guy. Have fun tonight~"

Fury sighed happily as he turned off the water. He wanted to be squeaky clean before he started his actual workout. He giggled to himself, excited to exercise alone, and more excited to exercise completely naked. He knew that Dragmurd didn't have a security team to watch surveillance camera footage because he used magic to see everything whenever he wanted and had the cameras enchanted to connect to his mind whenever something that shouldn't be happening occurred. He thought about giving Dragmurd a nice show while he was there by posing for the cameras around the gym as he exercised. He turned around to head to the towel rack at the left entrance to the shower room and froze when he saw his towel was missing.

"Fucking..." He muttered as he realized Dragmurd stole his towel while he wasn't looking. He looked around and figured Dragmurd was probably going to prank him by having a bunch of other guys see him naked and wet. He hurried to the other side of the shower room toward the laundry room that was just outside on the other side of the hall. He picked up his speed just before he left the shower room to find a towel as quickly as possible and immediately slipped on his wet feet, falling against something red and brown that suddenly appeared in front of him. Another voice cried out with his as he and the other figure fell to the ground.

"Oww...." Groaned a deep voice under him.

"Oh, shit! I'm sorry!" Fury apologized, forgetting what was going on at the moment. He looked at the man he bumped into, blushing at the sight.

Underneath him was an unbelievably sexy large dragon. He was a lighter shade of red with a light brown underbelly and black horns on his head and jaw. He had a good foot or two on Fury and he was powerfully built with thick, fully defined muscles rippling across his body without an ounce of fat. His body was drenched with sweat, giving his body an alluring shine, and was emitting an absolutely intoxicating musk. Fury gazed at the thick slabs of beef underneath his face; the dragon's pecs were mouthwatering with enticing, thick, meaty nipples decorating the bulging muscles -he had accidentally placed his right hand on the left pec as he picked his head up after falling and was quite glad to feel the thick muscle-. His abs disappeared underneath Fury's own body and as Fury's eyes traveled down them, he remembered he was ogling a stranger that he had just knocked down to the ground and quickly looked up at the larger dragon's face. Luckily, he was still dazed from the fall and only just opened his eyes, squinting a little from the now-fading pain.

"Ughhh... Who are you?" The large dragon asked, looking up at Fury.

"Uh, my name is Fury. Are you alright? Sorry, I slipped on the floor." Fury replied.

"I think so, yeah." The large dragon blinked a couple of times, the pain now gone. It's alright. My name's Targon. What are you doing here?"

"Uhh, the owner's a friend of mine and he allowed me to stay here after hours. What about you?" Fury answered.

"Uh, same thing, actually; I know the owner too, and I asked the other day if I could try working out alone at night because- uh, because I couldn't make it earlier today and I was going to be too busy to travel here for another few weeks starting tomorrow afternoon, so I wanted to get in one last workout." Targon answered.

Fury suppressed an annoyed sigh. THIS was Dragmurd's prank; he offered Fury a night alone in his gym, but instead stuck him with another guy so that he couldn't work out at his full strength or even work out in the nude-

Fury's eyes widened. He was still naked! He had collided with Targon and had been lying naked on top of him this whole time. He looked down at Targon, truly registering the fact that the muscular dragon was also completely naked, and knew that Targon had also realized that they were both nude. They stared into each other's eyes for a few awkward moments and then became aware of the fact that their cocks and balls were pressed into each other. Fury felt the thick member rubbing against his own cock and he knew that the moments he spent admiring Targon's body had made his cock harden slightly, but thankfully Targon hadn't realized that. Fury immediately leapt away from Targon, covering his crotch and apologizing profusely; Targon sat up and followed suit, both of them blushing furiously. Both dragons were abashed at being fully exposed to a stranger and at having touched each other so intimately.

"H-hey, did you take my towel?" Targon demanded.

"Your towel?" Fury repeated blankly.

"Yeah! I was just in the sauna and when I came out my towel wasn't on the rack. I was about to look at the laundry room when you barreled into me." Targon continued.

Fury paused at the similarities of Targon's situation to his own dilemma. He looked at the dragon, noting that he had indeed seen him in passing at the gym. He had never seen him naked in the locker room, so he had just blended in with all the other buff guys in the gym, but if he had seen him in the sauna or showers, he definitely would have taken notice. He looked up at the door to the right, the sauna's entrance. Next to it was an empty towel rack for gym goers to hang their towels if they desired to use the sauna naked and a water fountain to replenish any fluids lost from sweating in the sauna. The gym locker room was laid out with the lockers immediately on the left as you enter, then on the right there's a hallway with the bathroom on the left and the communal shower room on the right up at the front of the hallway and the laundry room and the sauna are directly across from each other with the exit to the pool just past the laundry room at the end of the hallway. He turned his head to the left to look at the laundry room door, seeing that it was closed. He frowned and narrowed his eyes. It was probably locked, but he didn't care. He was going to break it down and make Dragmurd have to fix it with his magic. He strode over to it and grabbed the doorknob, pulling with all his might.

It didn't budge. Fury stared at the still-intact door, stunned. Then, it came to him: Dragmurd had enchanted the door to be unbreakable. While Dragmurd had told Fury that he has the potential to use mystical energies, his power was still completely physical and thus, he would be unable to overcome any enchantments Dragmurd cast to counter his strength. Odds were he and Targon were completely trapped.

"Is it locked?" Targon asked, shaking Fury out of his thoughts, reaching over to grab the doorknob with one hand still covering his genitals. He attempted to turn the knob, but to no avail. "Damn. Guess we can't get any towels to cover ourselves."

"...Let's check our lockers. Maybe we can just put on our clothes." Fury suggested, leading the way. "Why don't you tell me what happened to you?"

As they walked, Targon repeated that he had asked Dragmurd if he could spend a few hours after closing time to exercise alone and that Dragmurd had agreed, asking him to come in through the pool entrance instead of the front. Fifteen minutes before the gym closed, he arrived at the pool entrance and was greeted by Dragmurd, who let him in. Dragmurd had suggested taking a short session in the sauna to loosen up his muscles for his workout. He had just been leaving the sauna to go to the shower to wash off his sweat before heading into the gym, but saw that his towel was missing and was about to try the laundry room to get another one when Fury ran into him. Fury replied that the same had happened to him, but that he had been in the shower instead. He also relayed his belief that Dragmurd was playing a prank on them, a belief that was confirmed when he opened his locker and found it empty save for a note.

Dear Fury and Targon, if you're reading this as well,

I trust that the two of you realize what has happened. I have promised each of you a night in the gym alone to exercise however you desire, but instead you are both here together. It's only safe gym practice to have a spotter, so I'm really doing you two a favor by giving you a friend to exercise with. I have removed the keys I gave you for the main doors of the gym and have completely locked the place down. So don't even bother trying to get out, Fury; You two are the guests of the Dragon's Hide Gym for the night and there is an inflatable mattress set up in my office that you are welcome to for when you decide to go to sleep. After all, it's not healthy to stay up all night long. Don't worry, I will come back early to let you out so you aren't late for any affairs you have tomorrow.

I have also decided to relieve the two of you of your clothing and locked up everything else that could be used to cover yourselves to remove the option of the obligatory covering-up two males who don't know each other so often do to allow you both an excuse to enjoy the freedom of exercising in the nude. The male form is a beautiful thing and both of you have bodies to be proud of and should be displayed. It is only fitting that you both exercise in a natural state without clothing to protect the ridiculous notion of modesty. Hell, I'd make my gym a clothing-free joint if I wasn't already dealing with stupid pressures from making it a men-only gym. You both were likely going to exercise naked anyway; what's the problem with doing that with one other person there? You're both men, you know what you have between your legs; there's nothing wrong with actually seeing it. Just pretend you're Ancient Greeks training for the Olympics. They all did it in the nude during training and the actual events.

_Anyway, have fun you two; Make sure you clean up after yourselves when you use my equipment; you can take paper towels from the bathroom to wipe down things. Don't worry about the cameras, Targon, there won't be employees watching them. I also left a note in your locker, but it says the same as this; only the salutation is different since it's in your locker. I wish I could let you guys use the swimming pool since skinny-dipping is so much fun, but you'd probably try to climb over the fence to escape. The rest of the gym is yours, so use it to your hearts' desire. _

-Dragmurd~

"Fucking asshole." Fury growled. Dragmurd got him good this time; Now he was glad that he had left him with blue balls, but the sorcerer was probably gonna spend the night watching them and jerking off (of course no employees would see them). He wasn't even going to be able to use his full strength to exercise unless he just decided to let Targon know about his powers.

"Hm, I didn't know he was gay." Targon muttered.

"Oh yeah, he is. That's why this place is men-only. He wanted a place where men could exercise alone, he could save money by having only one locker room, and could put in a loose clothing policy so he could get all the eye-candy from shirtless guys without having anyone complain. He had a bit of friction from people calling it sexist and excluding women, but he argued that having women-only gyms exist while denying the chance for men-only gyms was sexist as well and that it wasn't about excluding women just like those gyms aren't about excluding men, blah blah blah. He's pretty good at persuading people, but in reality it was never about politics. He just wanted a place where he could ogle men and not get interrupted by women." Fury told him. "He's also a bit of a grouch to most people. He's friendly if you're good enough friends with him, but he's still a bit of a prick."

"I guess that's why it was so easy to get him to let me come here after hours. It wasn't for me, it was for a prank. So, there's nothing we can cover up with? Well, I guess there are the paper towels..." Targon said.

"Uhh, I don't know." Fury interjected. "We'd have to tie a bunch of them together to even get simple underwear out of them, they'd tear or get wet easily, and I think it's just too much work to be worth it. Honestly, I think he has a point. We're both men. I'm not too wimpy to stand seeing a naked guy and I could use a workout partner." He hoped he could convince Targon to stay naked. Despite being annoyed at Dragmurd's prank, he wanted to make the most of it and gaze at the buff dragon's beautiful body. Having that sexy view for a few hours was worth missing a night of exercising properly, especially since it would be getting sweaty and musky, not to mention all the different exercises that would expose every inch of that body. The only problem would be controlling his boner.

"Hmmmm...." Targon pondered. Fury watched him anxiously. "...Okay."

Fury smiled and held out his hand. "Alright! Well, Targon, it's good to meet you."

Targon took one hand from his crotch and shook Fury's hand. "Nice to meet you too, Fury. Oh, heh, you're dripping. Be careful that you don't fall on me again." He glanced down at the floor where small puddles pooled under Fury.

Fury chuckled. "Heh, right. Won't happen again; I guess I could use the paper towels to dry off."

"Me too. Well, I'd say you got me wet, but I was already soaked before you fell on me." Targon laughed. "I should go shower now."

"Ah! I'll go with you. I got some of your sweat on me too." Fury followed Targon to the showers.

Since Fury only had to wash part of his front, he took several opportunities to admire Targon's body whenever the buff dragon had to close his eyes. At one point, out of simple habit, he accidentally started lathering his head. Muttering a soft "Shoosh" to himself, he just went with it, closing his eyes to keep the soap out of them. Unbeknownst to the smaller red dragon, however, when he closed his eyes to wash his head, Targon took the chance to gaze at him. The buff dragon smiled at the sight of the cute dragon's toned body. He was glad Fury had been comfortable enough to suggest just exercising together naked so that he didn't have to. His thick, soft cock gave a small twitch when Fury turned around to rinse his head, showing his ass. Targon briefly imagined lifting that tail to expose that tight ass.

They finished their showers and dried off with the paper towels and hand driers. Fury hesitatingly suggested that they stop covering themselves. They had been walking with their hands over their crotches and with their tails tucked the entire time to keep their genitals and asses covered and Fury pointed out that it would be awkward to stay that way the entire night. He referred to a reality show he occasionally watched where two people would have to survive in the wild naked and some pairs decided to get the awkwardness from being naked out of the way by just displaying themselves up-front, acknowledging their nudity, giving an awkward hug, and then moving past it.

Targon agreed about the inconvenience that covering up all night would cause. He was hesitant to expose his cock because he knew he might get hard at some point, but he really wanted to be able to look at Fury freely. He nodded and the two dragons slowly moved their hands from their crotches and stood up straight, letting their tails relax. They each blushed as the other looked them over and then they opened their arms and walked up close, wrapping their arms tightly around each other and holding each other. Fury felt Targon's cock press against him just above his own cock and stared at the buff dragon's right nipple which was just inches from his mouth and Targon felt Fury's cock against his thigh, looking down at his ass. They hugged for a few awkward moments before bursting out laughing and pulled apart.

"So, what should we do first?" Asked Targon, glad he could look at the cute dragon freely.

"Hm... How about the bench press? You could go first and I could spot you." Fury suggested.

Targon nodded in agreement, looking forward to lying down with Fury's balls hanging over his face. They grabbed several paper towels to wipe down the pieces of equipment they would use and left the locker room. Fury's pace was faster than Targon's, so he was able to stare at the smaller dragon's ass the entire walk to the bench presses. Several of the gym's lights had been left on for them so while the gym was dimmer than usual, there was still plenty of light to see. They picked a bench directly underneath a light for maximum visibility and Fury helped Targon load up several weights onto the barbell and fastened them. Fury suppressed a frown at the weight on the barbell. He knew he could easily lift the bar and use it as a walking stick and he felt a small annoyance at once again being restricted from using his full strength. The two of them stretched in preparation for their nude nighttime workout.

Fury watched Targon lie down on the bench and grip the barbell and he positioned himself at Targon's head, his junk dangling just above Targon's forehead. The buff dragon smiled up at Fury as the smaller dragon placed his hands just under the bar, ready to catch it if it slipped from Targon's grip. With a small grunt, Targon lifted the barbell and lowered it to his chest, pushing it back up with only a bit of strain. Fury's mouth was slightly agape as he watched Targon lift the barbell up and down. The buff dragon's pecs were hypnotic as they contracted and relaxed. The brown scales were stretched tightly over the bulging muscles whenever Targon extended his arms. Fury wanted to grope them so badly, to suckle on those thick nipples, to suck that cock as a reward for the dragon working so hard.

Targon, meanwhile, was getting a nice view of his own. He had managed to position his head and eyes just right so that he could stare at Fury's cock and balls and look like he was simply looking up at Fury's face. He studied the red flaccid shaft; it was a grower, but still a decent size for someone of Fury's height. The foreskin was longer than his own, covering most of Fury's cock head but letting him get a glimpse of the dark red tip inside. Fury's balls were impressively large and dangled down between his thighs. He was tempted to ask Fury to lower them into his mouth, but chose to play it safe and focus on the barbell. Fury may be secure enough to be naked with him like this, but who knew if he was actually gay? He eyed the rest of the dragon, tracing Fury's muscles with his eyes. Fury was pretty muscular -nowhere near as muscular as him, but he sported a nice athletic build- and had as little body fat as he did. He thought of pinning Fury down and playing with the helpless dragon's body.

Targon did a few more reps with the barbell before he and Fury added more weight to it. This time, Targon needed to put effort into lifting the barbell. Sweat started to form on his chest and arms and his brow furrowed as his grunts grew louder each time he lifted the barbell. After a few sets, he placed it back on the bench's rack and sighed, letting his arms fall onto his body; one arm draped over his chest and the other with the hand resting on his abs. He rubbed his chest a little, enjoying the sensations of exercise. He let out a chuckle as he thought about how different it was to exercise in the nude. He finally tore his eyes away from Fury's junk to look down at his cock, seeing that it had gotten a little hard while he was lifting. He noticed Fury glancing at his cock and quickly adjusted himself.

"Ah, blood pumping, I guess." He muttered. "Your turn?"

Fury nodded and flicked his tongue over his lips, thinking about how big that brown cock must get when fully hard. The dragons cleaned the bench and removed most of the weight from the barbell, leaving a measly fifty pounds that Fury fought the urge to laugh at. He lied on the bench and looked up at Targon, seeing the slight shine that the buff dragon's slight coat of perspiration gave. Fuck, he looked sexy. Fury gripped the barbell and began to lift. He took care to not go so fast but luckily so little attention was actually needed for the task that he was able to focus entirely on Targon's manly body. It was such an interesting sight upside-down. His eyes traveled from Targon's pecs down his abs and to his cock. It was long and thick, a darker shade of brown than the rest of his underbelly, but with a pink tip barely covered by the Targon's shorter foreskin. He saw a few faded veins in the shaft that had become slightly more prominent from the slight hardening. Targon's balls were as dark as his shaft and appropriately large for a dragon his size. Fury could smell the musk emanating from Targon's crotch; His turn at the bench press had produced enough sweat to make his scent pretty strong at this close range.

"Wow, you either have a lot of stamina or I underestimated what you bench." Targon remarked, startling Fury out of his staring.

"Uhhh, yeah. How many was that? I forgot to count." Fury replied, placing the barbell back on the rack.

"That was forty reps. You didn't even take a break." Commented Targon.

"Hehe, well I suppose it was a bit lighter than what I usually bench." Fury chuckled. "We could add more weight."

Targon doubled the weight on the barbell and Fury resumed his reps, this time paying attention to how many he was doing and taking small rests between each set. After Fury finished, they wiped down the bench and placed the weights back, walking away from the benches.

"So, how about some cardio next?" Fury asked.

"Uh, you generally do different types of exercises on different days, Fury. We were just working on weights, so cardio should be done another day." Targon answered.

"Eh, that's alright. I'll do cardio and you can just use the dumbbells." Fury said, giving a dismissive wave of his hand.

Targon shrugged and the two of them made their way to the treadmills, picking one that was right next to the dumbbell rack. Targon picked up a 200 pound dumbbell, sat down on a bench and started doing arm curls. As he lifted the dumbbell, he watched Fury jog on the treadmill. He watched Fury's toned ass flex as the dragon jogged along at a steady pace. As time passed, Targon switched arms a few times, sweat starting to drip from his brow. Several beads of sweat rolled from his pecs down his abs, the muscles contracting slightly as he breathed deeply. He watched Fury run and glanced at the giant mirror on the other side of the dragon, grinning at being able to see the smaller dragon's cock and balls flopping as he jogged. Eventually, Fury finished his jog, his scales giving a soft glow from the thin amount of sweat on him. They continued on to do other weight lifting exercises, each time the one who wasn't taking his turn gazed at the other, watching their body and muscles work. It took all their willpower to keep their cocks from fully hardening but despite that, they both stayed semi-hard for the next two hours, both of them pretending it was just a result of their blood pumping. As the clock struck 1:30, Fury walked up to Targon, placing his arm on the sweaty dragon's large shoulder and leaning on it.

"Hehe, I think that's almost it for us. What should the last thing be?" Fury asked, inhaling the strong musk hanging around Targon.

"How about squats? I need some more work on my legs." Targon answered.

"Sounds good; lead the way."

Fury followed Targon, staring at the thick globes obscured by the buff dragon's tail until they arrived at the squat stand. They loaded up the weight for Targon and Fury stood to the side as he watched Targon position himself at the bar.

"Go ahead and stand behind me, Fury." Targon said.

"Oh, is that where I spot you? I don't really know how this sort of squat is done." Fury asked, stepping behind the other dragon.

"Yeah, that's it." Targon lied. He really just wanted to make Fury look at his ass. If Fury didn't protest, then he would get more evidence to suggest the smaller dragon was gay too. He reached up and grabbed the bar behind his shoulders, spreading his legs and lifting it off the rack. He grunted loudly as he bent his knees and lowered his body, leaning his torso forward slightly and raising his tail. As he lowered his body, his ass cheeks spread wide open, giving Fury an eyeful of his tailhole.

Fury blushed deeply and his cock throbbed as he stared at Targon's ass. The tight pink pucker was tauntingly exposed to him for just a second before it disappeared as Targon stood back up. Then it came out again as Targon went back down. Fury stared longingly as he focused on the buff dragon's ass to see his hole whenever it was exposed.

"You gotta raise your tail like this to help with your balance. For this exercise, you need the proper pose or you could do some serious damage." Targon explained to Fury.

He continued his squats, exposing his tailhole multiple times. He smiled softly to himself as he imagined Fury coming up behind him and sticking his cock inside his asshole. Despite being a huge guy, he enjoyed bottoming quite often and it was fun to have little guys penetrate him. Getting lost in the thought, he didn't notice his cock getting harder. He had managed to keep his cock from getting fully erect the last few hours, having a few close calls, but his cock was eager from so much teasing and his balls were ready to pump their load. A few moments without focus were all that were needed and Targon's cock was standing at attention; fully hard, throbbing, and leaking out a drop of pre.

_Fuck! Good thing Fury's behind me. _Thought Targon as he lowered his body again, slowly standing back up with a groan.

"I'm just gonna stand over here so I can get a better look at your pose, okay?" The smaller dragon said as he stepped around the squat stand to look at Targon from the front in one big middle finger from the universe to Targon's dignity as horror struck him in mid-pose.

Fury stepped around and looked straight at Targon, the buff dragon's throbbing shaft immediately catching his attention. Fury's eyes widened at the sight and the sudden humiliation caused the buff dragon to attempt to do several things at once: He tried to immediately stand straight up, put the barbell back on the rack as quickly as possible, and cover his erect shaft all at the same time. The sudden jerking of the motions and the involuntary cringing from being caught fully hard caused the dragon's muscles to move the wrong way, making the dragon flinch in pain and hit the underside of the rack with the barbell, throwing him off-balance. Caught halfway between letting go and dropping the barbell, Targon's awkward position caused him to fall backward with the barbell. Instinctively, Fury rushed forward, reaching around Targon to grab the barbell and use his arms to catch Targon in place. Fury managed to catch the barbell and the larger dragon, moving up so close that Targon's cock was jammed against his own crotch, the head poking between his legs, and Fury's body was pressed right up against Targon's, with his chin at Targon's pecs.

The two dragons looked at each other; Targon was stunned and embarrassed at the same time, unsure of how to react. Then, a comforting sensation sent a shiver through his body. He felt something start to brush against his thigh and then rub against his own cock. He knew from the increasing firmness that it was Fury's cock; the smaller dragon had gotten hard as well and the two dragons were pressed close to each other, both hard and both lost for words.

Fury slowly pulled Targon back and the larger dragon released the barbell, standing straight up and moving his arms down to his sides. Fury blushed as he lowered himself down to his knees in order to place the barbell on the floor, Targon's cock brushing along his body as he moved and leaving a few smears of pre on his scales. Standing back up, Fury stepped back, allowing Targon to move away from the squat stand. The dragons stared at each other for a few moments before Targon spoke up first.

"Well... I guess we've both been hiding things."

"Heh. It seems one thing we both were hiding would have been better off being out in the open right away."

Targon nodded. "So, you're gay too?" He asked Fury, who nodded in return.

"And how the Hell did you do that?" He continued.

"Uhhh... I have superpowers." Fury answered. "Super strength and speed. Dunno how or why I have powers; I just do. I'm way stronger than any normal person; like that barbell was to me like lifting a jug of milk is to an average guy. But, uh- heh, I guess we both have been checking each other out the whole time? I guess that's why it was so easy for you to agree to stay naked and hang out with me."

"Yeah, I was relieved when you seemed so open about it." Targon affirmed, deciding to focus on Fury's abilities later and focus on the growing excitement he had at learning the cute dragon was gay. He moved closer to Fury, his cock leaking more pre.

Fury smiled. "Well, I think we should make up for the time wasted on pretense."

The two horny dragons walked up to each other and embraced, hugging tightly and kissing deeply. As their tongues rolled around together, they grinded their hips together, rubbing their hard cocks against each other. Fury began exploring Targon's body with his hands, rubbing the alluring pecs he'd stared at so much and pinching the thick nipples on them, causing the larger dragon to moan. Targon rubbed Fury's back and slid his hands further down to rub and squeeze Fury's ass. As the smaller dragon rubbed and felt him up, he gripped their cocks and started stroking them together; both of them moaning into the kiss. Fury pinched Targon's nipples again and then broke the kiss to place his mouth on Targon's right nipple, sucking hard and making the buff dragon gasp and moan. After several seconds of sucking and nibbling, Fury pulled off the nipple and pressed his nose under Targon's armpit, inhaling deeply and shuddering at the scent, finally able to savor the muscular man's musk.

"Oh, you like my scent, huh?" Targon grinned down at Fury.

"Fucking Hell, yes. I love the smell of a guy who's worked up a sweat and you smell wonderful." Fury said as he licked Targon's chest.

"Then why don't we make it even heavier?" Targon asked suggestively.

"Oh?"

Their moans filled the sauna room, louder than the hiss of the steam rising. The dragons held each other close, making out lustfully and messily. Both of them were getting hotter and cool beads of sweat were starting to drip down their scales. Fury grabbed Targon's thick cock and jerked it, eliciting a louder moan from the dragon when he teased the tip with his tongue. He took the thick rod into his mouth and started sucking on it gently. He felt Targon's hand rub his head and he smiled, closing his eyes and continuing to pleasure his new friend. He gently gripped the dragon's balls and played with them; tugging, rubbing, rolling around in his palm, and softly tickling them to tease the larger dragon. Soon, Targon pushed Fury's head off of his cock and pulled the smaller dragon up his body, making Fury sit on his chest and bringing his cock in range of his mouth. Fury gripped Targon's horns and moaned in turn as Targon blew him.

The dragon's bodies grew shinier as more sweat dripped down them. Targon sucked, licked, and nibbled on Fury's nipples; the first sudden suck causing the smaller dragon to yelp loudly in pleasure. Though startled, Targon grinned at the sensitivity of Fury's nipples and went to town on them; Fury had to restrain himself from pushing Targon off. The two dragons shifted so that Fury was sitting on Targon's lap. The two were making out again and each dragon was beating the other off. Fury's thumb rubbed on the slick head of Targon's cock and Targon teased Fury's nipple with his free hand. Again, Fury broke the kiss.

"Fuck, you're so hot, Targon. I've wanted your dick the entire time we've been here. Fuck me hard!" Fury panted.

"Heh, well, you're going to have to wait a bit longer for that because you're the one who's going to fuck me." Targon retorted.

Fury looked at the larger dragon, taken aback. He had expected the larger dragon to want to top him and he had been hungry for that thick cock. Fury was versatile and, of course, knew that it was quite possible for big guys like Targon to enjoy bottoming, but he was often the bottom for a big guy during their first fuck.

"Oh, well I thought you were going to top me." Fury said.

"Well, I like to let smaller guys be on top when I first have sex with them. And I'm pretty big, too, so usually that's how it has to go." Targon stated.

"I can take a lot, you know." Fury remarked, but he saw that Targon's mind was made up and had to admit he was intrigued by this change of pace.

Targon lied on his back, stretched along the lower bench and raised his left leg, resting it on the upper bench. The inviting sight made Fury's cock twitch and he moved closer to the large, submissive dragon. He licked the larger dragon's nipples again, suckling on one and pinching the other. He leaned his head forward and kissed Targon's neck and slowly moved back down his body. He nuzzled the solid pecs and licked them both, then kissed his way down the dragon's abs. He traced his tongue along the six-pack, running it along the outlines of the muscles and kissing each row. He kissed Targon's groin, just above the base of his cock and licked down along the length of the shaft. He gripped Targon's cock and licked up and down, savoring the strong taste. He teased the head with his lips a little more before releasing the dragon's meat and turning his attention to his heavy balls.

Fury lapped at the large orbs, tasting some of Targon's sweat, the large dragon's powerful musk at its strongest there. He opened his mouth wide and scooped up the large balls into his mouth, closing his lips around the sack and sucking gently. Targon's body cringed as he moaned loudly, his fists clenching as Fury sucked on his balls. Fury began teasing Targon's ass, running his finger softly between the muscular cheeks before pressing it against the tight rim. He rubbed the outside a few times before letting Targon's balls fall from his mouth and finally directed his full attention to Targon's tailhole.

Fury stared at the tight pucker sitting under the large dragon's tail, between the spread ass cheeks. He licked his lips in anticipation and dove in. Targon moaned loudly as his hole was assaulted by Fury's slick tongue, the smaller dragon dragging it all around the rim. Once the outside was soaked, Fury pushed his tongue inside Targon and began fucking him hard with his tongue. Fury ravaged the bodybuilder's ass, thrusting his tongue in and out fast and deep, thrashing around Targon's insides with his long, reptile tongue. He felt the buff dragon squirm and cringe underneath him and his loud moans were music to his ears. Before finally pulling out, Fury pressed his lips right up against Targon's ass and let his tongue, deep inside of the large dragon's ass, probe around the soft, hot insides. He then stuck a finger in his mouth and sucked on it, getting it coated with saliva, and pulled it from his mouth and slowly pushed it inside of Targon. The large dragon groaned beneath him as he slowly pushed the finger all the way in. He let it rest for a moment before he pulled it back and began to thrust it in and out of the dragon. He gave his second finger a soak and repeated the motions with two fingers. He wriggled them inside of Targon, making the large dragon arch his back and gasp. He smirked and licked the tip of Targon's cock while he spread his fingers to stretch the dragon's hole. He pulled his fingers out, satisfied with the preparations he gave the ass he was about to plow.

Fury pulled his foreskin back, his cock head and most of his shaft already soaked with precum, and pressed his cock against Targon's ass, feeling the warmth of the slightly-loosened rim; it twitched at the pressure. He leaned forward and penetrated the muscular body beneath him. Fury inhaled deeply and sighed in pleasure, amazed that someone so big could be so tight. He slid each inch of his cock inside of Targon to let the larger dragon adjust. Targon closed his eyes and groaned as Fury hilted his cock inside his ass. He took a few deep breaths and opened his eyes, looking at the other dragon. They kissed and Fury pulled back to start thrusting. Fury's cock moved in and out gently in the buff dragon's ass, sending ripples of pleasure through Targon's body. He moaned as the smaller dragon took him, his fists and toes clenching as Fury's hands started roaming his body again. The small hands rubbed his thighs and traveled upward to caress his sides and feel his abs, brushing underneath Targon's cock. Targon licked his friend's snout in appreciation.

Fury grabbed the thick cock lying on Targon's abs and slowly stroked the shaft, making Targon moan again. He leaned further downward; more or less lying on top of the muscular dragon and using his strength to keep his body in a position to continue thrusting. He closed his eyes, moaning happily as he fucked his sexy friend, reaching up with his left hand to tease the buff dragon's right nipple. The two of them were sweating heavily as their bodies slapped together, their combined musk intoxicating and inciting them further. Fury began to use a bit of his strength to fuck Targon harder, causing the larger dragon to cry out and moan in overwhelming pleasure. Targon cried out with every thrust Fury gave and the dragon drove his cock hard and deep into the sweet, warm ass that was hungrily swallowing his cock again and again. Fury wrapped his arms around his muscular friend when he felt his balls clench, pounding Targon in quick, shallow thrusts with his cock staying deep inside.

"Targon... Oh, fuck! I'm about to cum!" He panted.

"Ahh!! Me too, Fury! God, you feel so good!" Targon cried, his cock being massaged between his abs and Fury's.

The two red dragons kissed once more before Fury pulled away, lifting his torso and arching his back as his orgasm rocked his body. Targon's back arched as well, his lower back lifting off of the bench. They roared together as they both climaxed. Fury's cum flooded Targon's insides as Targon's load blew all over the two of them, landing all over their chests and abs. Fury humped Targon's ass throughout the first few seconds of his orgasm and Targon's cock bounced hard from the force of his thrusts, causing the cum shooting out of the thick meat to splatter on them further, staining their faces. With one final thrust from Fury to shove his cock all the way inside of Targon and let his balls pump out the last of his seed, they froze in the finale of their simultaneous orgasm. As the last of their cum spilled from their cocks, they breathed again. They panted heavily and fell into each other's arms, entering the afterglow and enjoying it with each other. Fury nuzzled Targon's pecs and held the muscular dragon, resting his head on the firm pillow his chest provided. Targon licked and kissed the smaller dragon's head, rubbing his back with one arm and hugging him with the other.

They sat like that for several minutes, eyes closed and just enjoying the feeling of each other's bodies embracing them. The afterglow soon faded and the two of them sat up, looking at each other and knowing they were going to become very close friends. They kissed once more and pulled apart, Fury pulling his cock out of Targon's loosened and filled ass. Fury grinned as he saw a bit of white leak out of the dragon's ass and he rubbed Targon's abs.

"Feeling nice and full there?" He asked.

Targon nodded. "Your cum feels good. You shot a lot for your size." He licked his lips. "Fuck, I'm thirsty. I think we need to get out of here."

Fury nodded. They put out the steam and opened the sauna's ventilation, making sure to clean up any stray cum spots, and left. They drank their fill of water from the water fountain outside the sauna and then walked into the shower side-by-side, arms around each other. They turned on a cool stream of water and showered together, each dragon washing the other. They spent a long time washing each other, possibly because each of them enjoyed rubbing the other's body (and Fury took a suspiciously long time to help Targon clean out his cum-filled ass). As they stood together, kissing under the stream of water to rinse off the lather on their bodies, their cocks hardened again. They grinned at each other and played with their cocks.

"Alright. This time, you're fucking me and I won't take "no" for an answer." Fury declared.

This time, Targon agreed and Fury turned around and leaned against the shower wall, raising his tail and presenting his tailhole to the larger dragon.

"I don't have anything to make my cock slick." Targon said as he gripped his cock.

"Ah, don't worry about it." Fury assured him. "I can handle it; the water is good enough to get you started and your pre will do the rest once you're inside me."

Targon shrugged and aimed his cock at Fury's inviting hole. Licking his lips, he pushed forward softly, meeting resistance from Fury's rim. After another encouragement from Fury to go ahead, Targon shoved his cock inside the smaller dragon, making them both cry out in pleasure; Targon at the amazingly tight ass of the much smaller dragon and Fury at the thick, heavy meat inside of him. Fury's eyes shut halfway and his mouth hung open as he exhaled several moans of pleasure. Targon grunted at the dry entry, but the soft insides massaged his member and coaxed out precum from his cock. The large dragon gripped Fury's hips and pulled them toward him as he pushed forward, driving every inch of his long cock into the smaller dragon's ass. They fucked hard under the stream of the shower, water running down both of them and causing loud wet smacks every time Targon's hips met Fury's ass. Targon fucked Fury long and hard, pulling the smaller dragon's ass toward him every time he thrust forward. Quickly, Targon leaked enough pre to make Fury's insides nice and slick so that it was a smooth and easy fuck. The large dragon pounded the smaller dragon, jerking him off like Fury had jerked him off before. Soon, they came again, once more at the same time. Targon held Fury against him as he emptied his load inside the smaller dragon and Fury sprayed his load all over the shower wall in front of him.

They stood there for a few minutes cuddling before Targon pulled out of Fury and they washed up again. They turned off the water, stepped out of the shower room, and (tediously) dried themselves. They stepped out of the locker room and walked toward Dragmurd's office, finding the inflatable bed waiting for them with a comfortable fitted sheet stretched over it with a pillow, a regular sheet, and a comforter laid on top of it. The smiled at each other and slid into bed together, cuddling closely and fell asleep together. The next morning, Dragmurd showed up to lift the enchantments he had placed on the gym and wake Fury and Targon to let them go. Finding them asleep in each other's arms, he smiled and gently woke them. When he woke up and realized Dragmurd was there, Fury pounced on him and quickly bound his hands and gagged him to prevent him from casting any spells. Fury tore off the brown dragon's clothes, leaving him naked in front of the two red dragons. As they bore down on him, Dragmurd decided not to resist and let them have their way with him.

Afterward, the three dragons laughed about the entire experience; Targon was informed of Dragmurd's magical abilities when he thought to question why Fury was unable to break out of the gym. Dragmurd admitted he hadn't actually planned for Fury and Targon to hook up since he didn't know Targon was gay. Targon had also admitted that the story he gave Fury and Dragmurd was actually a lie and that he had planned to just work out naked in the gym and record himself doing it. Dragmurd laughed at the fact that Targon's intentions ended up happening anyway and commented on the night the red dragons spent together, saying it was incredible jerk-off material and that he actually magically recorded the entire experience. Targon blushed at the admission that they had been watched the whole time. Dragmurd returned the red dragons' clothes and possessions, restoring his own clothing as well. Dragmurd saw the red dragons to the door and waved goodbye as they left, offering them to use his gym at night whenever they wanted, no more tricks. Fury and Targon walked down the parking lot toward Fury's car. As Fury drove Targon to the gym's other parking lot behind it to get to Targon's car, the red dragons exchanged contact info, definitely looking forward to hanging out again. Targon mentioned two shark friends of his that he wanted to introduce Fury to. Fury immediately asked if they had two cocks, which Targon confirmed to Fury's immense satisfaction. As Targon got out of Fury's car, they shared one more kiss and Fury drove off, looking forward to the fun he'd have with his sexy new friend.