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No way. I did not do something that stupid

In the morning light streaming in through the dorm window, it looked like a crime scene. The bed was a rumpled mess, cradling the cellphone and empty liquor bottle. The memory seemed to make the hangover in Nick's head throb worse. He could picture the glowing screen in the dark and his thumbs moving over the phone's keyboard.

Grabbing the phone, he swallowed a lump in his throat as he navigated to the sent messages.

Oh hell. I did do something that stupid

It had been a couple weeks earlier when Nick stood there, the scrawny deer lost in the middle of the metal racks, weights and machinery which he would otherwise have mistaken for dystopian torture devices. Primal grunts and clanging metal issued from the underbrush of the iron jungle and he had rolling boulders of muscle to dodge around. He made his way toward the back of the gym hoping to find a more discreet place to have an anxiety attack.

Nick caught sight of himself in the floor length mirrors across one wall. An awkward and confused looking cervine with soft cream highlights, a pair of basketball shorts and baggy hoody draped over the willowy figure he was hoping to transform into less of a stick figure. A row of unoccupied benches lined the back of the gym. Barbells...those shouldn't be too complicated, he figured. He lifted one of the bare bars, curling it up to his chest a couple times and then considered the rack nearby laden with plates.

Once some appropriate weights were in place on the bar, Nick took a deep breath as he lay on the bench. Shopping cart wheels came to mind compared to what others were lifting and he glanced about with some embarrasment. But heck, he had to start somewhere.

With the first pump he was feeling better. After a few more, a bit of confidence. Once he was spent, he gave a grunt and thumped the bar back in place. But he managed to miss the pins where it was supposed to rest. He gasped as the bar rolled backwards off the bench's arms. Teeth clenched, he fought to recover it but only slowed the descent ever so slightly as the weight levered his arms backwards. Hitting the floor, the weights rolled and brought Nick along for the ride still clinging to the bar in panic. With a thump and an "oof!" he found himself sprawled on the floor with his butt propped against the bench and hooves hanging over his face.

Somebody was approaching. A pair of blue eyes came into view looking down at him. A coyote with a rich amber tint to his fur. He stood about as tall as Nick did though he filled out the height with lean muscle lending a sleek look to his body. The neckline of his tank top dipped low enough to reveal a bit of his lighter chest floof. The black shorts he wore revealed much of his legs, smoothly sculpted with pleasing curves of muscle and taught fur.

"Hey, need a hand there?"

The coyote didn't wait for an answer, already moving to help and spinning the deer around as best as he could. Nick stood, smoothing his shirt with cheeks aflame and found the coyote to be just as handsome right side up. Slung over his shoulder was a duffel bag with the emblem of a tornado propelling a basketball. The Wheatfield Whirlwinds, the college's basketball team. A fellow student. Something they had in common, not that it mattered after a stunt like that. Replacing the barbell on the bench, he glanced at Nick with a smile.

"You alright?" The coyote asked.

Afraid of the strange noises he might squeak out if he tried to speak, Nick only nodded. With the barbell replaced, the coyote looked back to him as if he were about to say something. The deer's gaze fell to the floor.

"S-sorry about that. I'll just, uh, get out of your way," He muttered about to retreat, but he was halted by a question from the stranger.

"Hang on. I don't suppose you'd be in the market for a gym buddy, would you?"

Nick looked on in confusion, "A gym buddy? Like working out together?"

The coyote nodded, "Mm-hmm. Mine sort of dropped out on me. I could teach you a thing or two,"

Eyes jumping around nervously, Nick fidgeted, "I...I dunno. I think I have more than just a thing or two to learn,"

"So you're at the same place everybody else was when they started? Nothing wrong with that. I'm Shan by the way. It's short for Shannon. Not everybody knows that's a guy name too but yeah..that's what they call me,"

The heat was fading from Nick's cheeks and seemed to be rising elsewhere. The set of blue eyes blinked a couple times, starting to look confused and Nick realized he had offered his hand.

He shook it, "Ah, right. Um, I'm Nick. Nice to meet you,"

Rummaging through his bag, Shan's tail draped itself over the curvature of a very toned butt. Perhaps this venture could work after all. If a cute coyote butt wasn't enough motivation to come back to the gym then nothing would be.

Shan brought out a bottle of water and tossed it to Nick.

"Rest up a sec and then we'll go for round two,"

Nick felt he could go quite a few rounds parked under Shan and aware of the coyote's boy bits packaged neatly into a mound under the glossy fabric of his shorts. Huffing and puffing, he once more heaved the barbell upwards as the coyote's hands hovered under it. With a grunt, Nick racked the weights and sat up shaking out his arms and hands. A smack suddenly landed on his shoulder.

"Think that's about it for today. Not bad for a gym noob," Shan said with a chuckle.

It hadn't been the mind numbing grind as expected. In fact, Nick felt like he had more energy than he arrived with. He followed Shan, watching the coyote's tail swishing along over that captivating rear end. Nick was practically in a daze but a good one, noodly numbness of stretched muscles and the most thorough workout he had ever gone through.

That was how their friendship had started. Though alcohol and poor judgement may have ended it.

Back in his room in the present, Nick felt as if he were handling a bomb as he navigated his phone to see what exactly he had texted to Shan the previous night. He certainly knew what had been on his drunken mind- visions of a coyote knot lodged in various places. Thoughts that he feared would scare Shan away, as he had all of zero experience at romancing. And how he was supposed to tell whether Shan even swung that way was still a mystery. It was a daunting task for a deer as awkward as he, even when entirely sober and logical.

2:04 AM. He had texted a single red heart to the coyote. Nick spun and flopped down on his bed sprawling out to bask in waves of relief. It wasn't a complete disaster after all, nothing a simple mistake couldn't explain away.

Shan never replied to the single heart and while he was relieved at first, it was starting to raise the tension by the time monday rolled around. With some apprehension Nick made his way to the gym. For lack of a better plan he would have to fall back on his old self. Pretend it never happened, as if to cram the incident into some crevasse of reality and banish it from existence.

The coyote was already stationed at their usual spot near a row of dumbbell racks in the middle of stretching. Shoulders bunched up as he held an elbow in his palm and reached the opposite arm down his backside. Nick hesitated a bit as he approached.

"Have a good weekend?"

The coyote spoke without turning around. Eyes darting to the mirror, Nick found the familiar blue eyes were already fixed on him as he was caught red handed in the middle of staring like a creeper.

"Ah, yeah it wasn't too bad. Got way too drunk though," Nick replied.

"It happens," Shan said with a short grin.

Everything was back to normal it seemed. Their workout went over like clockwork and soon the two made their way to the locker room. Shan brushed past him to push the door open while his tail brushed past Nick's calf. The coyote even spared a brief backwards glance.

That had to be a daydream Nick blinked and shook his head, following his friend into the tiled, humid chamber beyond.

"Looks like we've got the place all to ourselves," Shan remarked. He was right. Not even that one polar bear who swung his balls all over the place was hanging out today.

"Yeah-" Nick started to reply but then the tone of the statement hit him and he did a double take.

"Yeah we do," The sentence carelessly fell out of Nick's mouth as Shan slipped his hand down and interlocked their fingers.

The two stared in silence side by side for some time but at last Shan lost his composure watching Nick struggle to form words. The coyote chuckled and moved in closer, pivoting so they faced each other. Standing the same height and yet Shan's muscle mass gave him much more presence. He swept his tail around, winding it around the back of Nick's legs and then he leaned in to place a slight kiss atop the madly blushing deer's muzzle.

"So..you do, uh.."

"Like you? That I do," Shan answered, beaming.

"You..you figured that out just from that text?"

A frown crossed Shan's face and then the easy smile came right back, "What text? Oh, you mean that heart? Ha! That was pretty cute but no that's not how I figured it out. It had more to do with this,"

Shan reached a hand down to cup Nick's bulge, flopping around freely in the loose fitting basketball shorts.

"It's not really hard to spot a boner in shorts like these, you goofball,"

Shan's hand slipped easily past the waistband. Nick felt his fingertips slide down his sheath slowly and then press gently back and forth where his balls dangled, swinging them back and forth a couple times.

"Let's hit the showers," The whisper licked Nick's ear a second before the tongue did, lightly tracing along where they had suddenly plastered themselves to his head.

There were shower stalls in the back of the room, fortunately curtained and quite comfortable with twice the floor space. Shan pulled Nick inside by the hand and they were on each other immediately, the coyote flicking the water on as an afterthought. Under the running water their lips met and pressed against one another. Nick's hands moved down the coyote's back, fingers passing over the two dimples in his lower back that flanked his tail. And there was that butt, as wonderfully taught as imagined.

Gripping him by the biceps, Shan gently ushered them apart. The coyote stood erect, his shaft and knot swelling proudly and traced with tiny blood vessels. He looked to be close to ten inches. How in the heck had the coyote hidden that thing? Raw discipline probably, as there wasn't a pair of underpants that could hold this monster back. He only had a couple inches on Nick, but was much thicker. Gravity did not have such a grasp on the deer's penis, which was bumping against the bottom of his stomach by now. Nick lowered himself to his knees.

Slowly he closed his hands over Shan's swollen knot and he began to massage it on each side with a pair of fingers each tracing circles as he kissed the throbbing tip. The fat head bobbed at the lightest touch, the streams of water causing it to glisten bright red. Shan pressed his back against the wall and grabbed the base of Nick's antlers as the deer's lips began to sweep down the shaft. Moistened by the water, Nick's mouth glided back and forth as the cock filled it. Out and then back down all the way until his lips pressed into the swell of the knot. As his tongue rolled over the bottom of the cock and out to cradle the knot, Nick could feel a spurt ooze its way over the back of his throat. Nick tilted his head to one side and then the other, the pulsating head sliding across and bulging his cheeks outward.

With a deep grunt, Shan ran one of his hands over the back of Nick's head. Another grunt as the deer's lips again touched his knot and he squirted a bit more into Nick's mouth. Finally he pushed Nick back once more and gestured for him to rise to his hooves again. Shan gave a satisfied groan as he gripped Nick by the shoulders, now shuffling him to the other side of the shower so that he was against the wall.

Shan leaned in to kiss his way down the deer's throat to his chest, across it and up the other side of his throat as their cocks meanwhile pressed and glided slightly against each other.

"Now..I know you're flexible," Shan said, the blue eyes looking devious for the first time that Nick had noticed.

The deer was swiftly spun around and strong hands moved up his sides, over his shoulders. Hooves spread apart, Nick bent forward until his short tail and his head had practically switched places. Grabbing his ankles, Nick stood almost perfectly folded forward, leaving his ass wide open. He let out a moan as Shan's hands massaged his ass and moved down to where his cock dangled. Shan could easily fit a hand around it, the head flopping wildly as he milked it.

"A..ah!"

Nick squeezed an eye shut as the pressure around his cock moved down to the head and Shan flicked it with a pinkie back and forth a few times before moving back up to continue the milking motion. Sprinkles of his own precum were hitting Nick on the bottom of the jaw now. Shan edged him up nice and close, until his body was starting to tense. It stopped with just a stroke or two to spare.

Then he felt the weight of the coyote's cock head sliding down the spread crack of his ass to line itself up at the hole. Lubed with water and the steady flow of precum from Shan's cock, the coyote pressed himself inside. The shower's white noise, the deer's gasp and the coyote's grunt all blended into one whirlpool of sound and the sensation of a cock suddenly filling a very tight space. Nick only clenched his teeth and gripped his ankles harder, accomodating the girth and mass one inch at a time.

Under the steam and warm water, the coyote pumped himself into Nick. He paid no mind to the size filling his ass, overcoming the pain in the face of such pleasure. The coyote was hitting the right spot for sure and the feeling of an approaching orgasm was building once more.

It happened in one final motion. Shan thrust himself forward, driving his knot into Nick's ass hard enough to rock him though thankfully not topple him over. As his knot rammed straight through the tight ring, he came. Shan emptied himself as far inside Nick as he could possibly get and at the same time, the deer released his ankles, pushing himself up so that his hands were resting on his knees as he splattered the tiles with swift streams of cum.

The two huffed for a long while under the shower, stuck together until Shan's knot had subsided enough. He pulled out and was embraced from the back by Shan. They stood catching their breaths as strings of cum bobbed from their softening cocks and Nick's ass, all quickly washed away in the water. Nick was the first to break the silence.

"So...we going for round two?"

Shan smiled and kissed him at the back of an ear, "I knew you were gonna be a great workout buddy. Let's get it!"