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"Thirteen........ Fourteen ..... Fifteen, done." I thought to myself "I'm almost feeling confident enough to move up to the next weight with these curls."

I recently started college here at the Metro State University as a freshman and I am a long ways from home. Everything that I am learning about this area has been based on advice given from other college students. My Residential Floor Adviser, Mark, told me about the campus gym.

I was looking to tryout for the swim team this year. Being a Red Panda and all, I had to put some extra effort into it. I am a little self conscious about my shorter build, so I didn't want to go when it was busy. I met Mark on move in day, he told me the "best times" to go, even if the gym was never really empty. He also told me that he used the same gym and maybe we can be workout partners in the future!

Honestly? I decided to come to the gym because of him. Mostly due to his motivation, he knows when I want to go. Though the price of the gym was average, the quality of the equipment was subpar. The ability to watch him dance in those short shorts, now that is priceless.

Mark is a real cute white bunny with really long ears. Oftentimes when he comes to the gym, he is wearing his short shorts from the track team and a loose fitting tank top. Sometimes, when he bends over, his shirt will cover whichever little pair shorts he is wearing, making it almost appear as if he was wearing nothing at all. The only thing that stopped his shirt from covering everything to begin with, was that cute little tail.

What I really like about Mark was his bubbly personality. When he was in between sets, he would dance around to his latest song obsession and sing into his phone like it was a microphone. When he dances, I find myself entranced with his every move.

I often times fantasize dancing with him. Sometimes, we are at a club and he is backed up against me and we are dancing to his favorite music. Other times, I imagine we are dancing together in formal wear, and I lean him back to go in for the kiss. Then there is my favorite, dancing together in nothing but our underwear, just enjoying each other's company.

"Chris?" I hear suddenly "Hello? You awake?"

"Yes!" I said, snapping back to reality

"Were you daydreaming?"

I notice now that Mark is standing in front of me, with a single earbud pulled out. He is bent over at the waist and his face is close to mine, growing ever closer with each second. I never really appreciated how beautiful those brown eyes were until now.

"N-no, I was uh, thinking of my test later this week!" I stuttered

"Suuuure..." he chuckled "I need to work on the bench press, can you help me?"

I placed my weights back onto the weight rack and walked nervously over to the bunny. I couldn't help but wonder, did he catch me staring at him while he was working out? I notice on my arrival that he already had the bench press set up with weights on each end. He was doing another little dance, presumably to get himself fired up for the lift.

He took his place on the bench and I took my place at the top. With a deep breath in, I watched his carefree face turned into a face of pure determination. He pushed the bar into the air and I stepped in closer to allow my hands to hover just slightly below. I counted out loud for him with each repetition. He breezed through fifteen reps without any issue. When he finished he sat back up and just like it was a simple flip of a switch for him, that smile was already back on his face.

"Did you want to take a turn?" he asked

I took another look at the bar and counted the plates that sat at the ends. What Mark was probably using as a warm up, I would consider near my maximum. Though with determination, I accepted his offer. I took over his spot on the bench and he took over at the top of the bench. I adjusted my short stature to the top of the bench and placed my hands on the bar. As I looked up to tell him I was ready, I realized how close he got to me.

"I'm ready." I said

I pushed the bar off from its resting position. Mark placed his hands in the ready position, but he stepped even closer. I noticed that I could almost see up those little shorts of his. It made it a challenge to keep my focus when I let the bar come down while trying to "investigate" further.

"One" I heard him say

I tried to casually look closer. I tried to readjust my positioning, when I could, and even tried to stretch my neck! I think in between reps three and four I got my best look, or should I say a lack thereof? I didn't see anything so far! It made my heart race even more, could he being wearing a thong of sorts? Maybe he was wearing a jockstrap?

I brought the bar down to start my seventh repetition, and I struggled to push the bar back up. My arms were starting to shake and it must've been obvious to Mark as he stepped in to prepare to help me. That's when I caught the moment I've been looking for. I finally realized, he was wearing absolutely nothing under those shorts of his.

I could feel all blood rushing to my head after that discovery. The bar felt as if it suddenly gained an extra 40 pounds. I tried to summon all my strength to push it back up. Though, no matter how hard I tried, my right arm was visibly shaking.

"Come on! You can do it!" I heard him cheer

"Ah! Fu- fuck." I stammered

As my arms felt like they were going to give into the weight, Mark pulled the bar back up and placed it into its original position, saving me from the embarrassment of the inevitable crushing.

"You could've said this was too much, ya know?" Mark said with a smile

"Yeah.... But.... " I huffed and puffed

"But nothing! We can't having you get hurt right before the tryouts!"

"You're right." I smiled back "I think I am going to head out for now."

"Oh..., I guess I will see you back at the dorm!"

I waved at Mark as I collected my things and started to slowly work my way back to the locker room. I had one more destination in mind before heading back to my room, the sauna. It has become a bit of a sanctuary for me. It's in the back of the locker room and nobody seems to ever want to use it.

I spin my combination lock to the series of three numbers until I am able to pull the lock free. I pull out my gym bag and pull out the towel within. I strip off the majority of my clothes and leave nothing but my white jockstrap on. Out of habit, I roll the top portion of my towel down, making it so the towel sits securely on my waist without any holding.

I start walking to the back of the locker room, through the shower portion of the gym. I approach my wooden sanctuary. Slow with my approach, I grab the wooden handle on the exterior and pull the door open slowly. With joy, I see that nobody is inside. Immediately I gravitate toward the left corner, and take off my towel. I set it to my side, incase anyone walks in.

I sit down on the warm planks and feel the heat connect with with my backside and I slowly lean back, placing my back against the wall. I was in heaven, being near the top, the extra heat started to force the sweat out of my body almost immediately. It felt as the stress was seeping out of my body.

Thoughts of my little mishap ran through my mind. Mark was absolutely right, I shouldn't have pushed myself like that, especially before the tryouts. Perhaps, if I didn't do the curls before hand, maybe I could've done it.

Suddenly I could hear the jiggling of the wooden handle that sat on the other side of the door. Before I could throw my towel over myself, I could see Mark walking in. What I did not expect was a fully nude Mark. He froze at the door and we both locked eyes. I could see his eyes occasionally break and wonder off before returning back. I couldn't help it either, they broke eye contact and found their attention at this little sheath. I admired the white fur that surrounded his tightly packed balls.

'Oh hey Chris, mind if I join you?" he replied

"Y-yes of course."

Mark had a bit of a grin on his face. Mark continued into the sauna without grabbing anything to cover up, I could feel myself becoming nervous. I grabbed my towel and started to get it into place, when I noticed it. I was fully erect under my jockstrap. Is this why Mark was smiling? I mean, my jock strap is loose enough to cover everything, but it clear that I am standing fully erect in them.

To make matters worse, Mark decided to sit right next to me. Now it's Mark and I all alone in the sauna just sitting. I try and take occasional looks at his face, I can still see that he is wearing that same grin. I feel his paw place itself on my leg and heard him take a deep breath.

"Can I ask you a question Chris?"

"S-sure." I stuttered

"Are you gay?"

My heart sank deep into my belly. What kind of question is that? Who just asks another man a question like that? Though, I still felt somewhat relaxed. For some reason the feeling of his paw on my thigh brings me a small bit of comfort.

"Uh... I am not too sure."

"What is that suppose to mean?" he said with a small giggle

I could feel him getting a little closer to me. There had to be no more than a couple inches in between him and I now. The same hand that was caressing my thigh was now placed on my bare backside.

"There was this bear on my last swim team, Theo. We got very familiar with each other's bodies." I nervously said "We tried once, but we almost got caught by my parents before we got too far. Then we graduated and went to different colleges, before it could happen."

"Familiar, like what I am doing?" he said with another small chuckle

"Yeah, but more aggresi-"

I hesitated for a moment, knowing what I was about to invite. I could feel his hand come to a halt for a moment what he moved in remaining distance that was between us. I glanced down towards his exposed bits and noticed that he was starting to become hard himself.

"You know," he paused for a moment "I could be a little more aggressive if you let me."

"What if someone catches us?"

"Have you ever seen anyone else use this sauna before?"

"Ok, but just for a moment."

Without hesitation his other paw was placed back the the top of, but his fingers were already wiggling their way underneath the towel. I felt it move in slowly, following along the top of my jockstrap and with his other hand, I felt it tug down the back of my jockstrap.

"Will you stand up please," he asked "and please stand in front of me."

I removed the towel and stood up as he requested. I moved down a step of the sauna benches and stand awkwardly in front of him. I felt him pull down my jockstrap until he rested at the bottom of my ankles. I could feel my blood rush to my face and myself getting a little hard. I felt paw wrap around my sheath and his paw grab a firm hold on my balls. I let out a soft moan.

"So are you a top of a bottom?" he asked me

"I want try bottom," I reply bashfully "I have a couple toys I been practicing with."

I look down and see that Mark is fully exposed from his sheath. Just looking at it, I could already tell that he was bigger than I have originally imagined. I wanted to lean down and start to inspect his own package, but the way he kept exploring with his hands kept me frozen in place. It felt that he owned me and I was loving it.

"Awesome, I am a top myself." he says confidently

Before he could say anything else, I could hear voices on the other side of the wood paneling of the sauna. I watched Mark quickly pull my towel over his waistline, leaving me fully exposed to the incoming audience we were not expecting. I quickly slid next to Mark, attempting to pull the towel over myself as well. I heard Mark let out a small chuckled as I struggled.

"I left a towel on the handle silly." he continued to chuckle

"A towel on the handle?"

"That means, someone is busy in here."

"Busy?"

Before I could say much else, I could feel his paw firmly grasp my now fully erect member.

"Busy!" he continued to chuckle "Though it seems someone liked the idea of being caught."

I looked down at my own erection and noticed I am probably the hardest I have ever been. I could see immediately that I was already precumming from just a quick glace downwords. From the amount that was already there, Mark probably thought I already finished.

"I don't know if my heart could've handled being caught..." I sighed

I relaxed back onto that hot wood again, with my heart still sinking into my stomach. I could still feel his paw on my stiff member, but I could also feel him leaning into me. My heart starts to race again. He gets closer to my ear...

"You should meet me at my dorm room later and we can handle this." he whispered

"I... I would like that."

"Great! Let's meet at eight, but make sure you shower first." he smiled gently towards me

At this point Mark stood up and started to walk towards the door, I took one last glance at his hard member before I saw him step out the door. He grabbed that towel that was hanging onto the door handle before he disappeared. I pulled up my jockstrap before sitting back down, the tip of my hard on was still peeking out over the top. I stayed in the sauna for another few minutes to collect my thoughts.

"You know what?" I thought to myself, "I think I will do it."

I wrapped my towel securely around my waist again and left the sauna. I skipped the showers that were right outside for the safety of the showers back at my dorm.