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Gym, It was a necessary evil in many fur's lives.

Jogging in place, not achieving anything but numbers on the display. Pumping iron, but only seeing results six months down the track. Sweating, groaning, and all just to do it the next day, albeit sorer than the day before.

And yet as much as they'd prefer to sit at home and watch TV, or idle their time away on the computer, there was only one way to shed the extra weight added from the extra two slices of pizza last night.

Jaimy was one such fur, inspired only by the fear of self-loathing that accompanied skipping gym-day, but with about as much dedication as a sloth.

To an outside eye, the slim deer was cute as a button, and hot as a lit match. He was the type of fur you'd see shaking his booty up on stage at a strip club. The type of boy larger, stronger males would snarl at each other for just one night of passion under the covers.

Unfortunately for Jaimy, that wasn't the type of fur he wanted to be.

He saw bucks and bulls twice his size. Arms and chest bulging with muscle, and legs thicker than his waist. He envied those furs. They seemed to just pack on muscle like it was play-dough. But Jaimy? He just couldn't do it. His body wasn't meant for muscle.

Even his antlers refused to grow in like a real man's would. The short, stubby rack atop his head was more akin to what you'd find in a high school. It certainly didn't help his situation trying to get into bars and clubs.

That didn't mean he wasn't going to try to change. Even just a bit of muscle on his arms so his friends would ask him to help when they moved house, and a six pack would be better than his flat, dancer's belly.

Walking around home, he would see himself in a mirror. His skinny body, and tight booty sparking something inside him. And sometimes that spark would catch, giving Jaimy a 'second wind' as it were. He would feel inspired to lift heavier, run further, peak higher... but then he'd get to the gym, and his enthusiasm would fade into mist like a summer's day cloud.

So he'd sit around on a machine, do some reps, and pull out his phone. Rinse and repeat with a few other exercises, and oh boy! Look at the time! An hour gone in the lazy blink of an eye. It was his usual routine and Jaimy wasn't kidding anyone, least of all himself. He knew if he truly wanted to put on some mass that he'd need to eat more and make use of the time spent at the gym.

But that was tomorrow's problem. Tomorrow he would change. Right now he was deep in a group conversation with a handful of friends on a group chat app.

'There's no way Iron Man could beat Vision in a fight!'

He sent the message and waited for a response. Immediately multiple people started typing, and the new messages broke through like a leaky dam.

'Thank you! Vision is like a god or something... Iron Man is a human in a suit of metal.'

'He would invent something though, to weaken Vision.'

'Guys just think about it from a marketing view. RDJ is obviously going to rake in more of that sweet sexy cash, therefore Iron Man wins.'

Jaimy let his friends throw their opinions around for a while longer. He locked his phone and turned to the piece of gym equipment he was occupying.

Lat Pulldowns. One of his favourite machines for one simple reason: it was off in the far corner of the gym and away from prying eyes. Not to mention there was a duplicate over the other side of the gym near the free-weight section. Thanks to that, Jaimy rarely needed to give up his seat for anyone who was more inclined to use it for more than a seat and an excuse.

Every now and then the deer would do a quick set, if only to pass the time between messages. It's not like he did nothing at the gym... just not much.

The other reason he liked to be alone in his special corner was the embarrassing weight he lifted. The four plates he'd pinned the machine setting to was certainly something to scoff at, and any of the car sized furs walking around could probably lift heavier with a single finger.

Jaimy always meant to increase the weight at some point... but five plates was heavy, and maybe tomorrow he'd feel up to it.

So four plates it was, and another set coming up!

One. Clang.Two. Clang. Three. Clang.

Bing.

Okay set done.

Jaimy let the bar go slack and slid his phone unlocked again. He scanned through the few missed messages, chuckling at the antics of his friends and considering his next message.

A breeze passed by him, but he paid it no mind. It wasn't rare for some fur to turn a fan on, or request a window to be opened.

Wait, where'd his phone go?

"Hmm... comic book babble. If you're going to nerd out, do it on your own time somewhere you won't be impeding other furs." A rough voice said from behind him.

The deer turned around on his seat to face the looming figure behind him.

The wolf, in a word, was massive. Easily head, shoulders and chest taller than the deer. Not even his sorry excuse for antlers could give him a leg up in this competition. But that was just his height. Barrel-chested with waist-thick legs and biceps the size of grapefruits, this was a predator to fear.

Lush, white fur spilled from around the edges of his shirt making him look even more menacing than he already was. In Jaimy's quaking mind, he compared the wolf's menacing appearance to that of a were-beast depicted in fairy tales.

This was one fur Jaimy never wanted to be on the bad side of.

But the wolf was scowling. At Jaimy.

Jaimy shrunk back where he sat. A tiny whimper escaped him, but he didn't have the will to silence himself. It felt like one of those moments in a movie or story where his life would flash in front of his eyes before his inevitable demise, but he could only stare and cower before the wolf.

Cha-chick.

Was that the sound of his phone camera?

"Oh wow." The wolf chuckled. "Talk about a 'deer in headlights'".

It was only now Jaimy noticed the wolf had dropped his scowl, and was grinning at a phone in his paw. His phone!

"Wha- Hey! Gimme back my phone!" Jaimy narrowed his eyes and made a swipe for his phone.

The wolf simply lifted the phone just out of reach and ignored the deer's request in favour of tapping away at something the deer couldn't see. Jaimy could see a twinkle of mischief in the wolf's eye, his focus not moving from the deer's phone.

Bing.

That was his messenger app alert! The wolf was messaging his friends! Jaimy felt his temper reach breaking point.

"How dare you? You stupid, dumb... brick!" Jaimy snarled.

It sounded weak coming from a lithe herbivore, but it was the implication that mattered. At least that was what Jaimy hoped.

The wolf's scowl returned.

"That's Ryder to you, kid." The wolf, Ryder, growled.

Jaimy's resolve faltered, but he didn't back down. They were in a public place, the wolf couldn't touch him here. If he yelled, there would be ten guys coming to his aid in a matter of seconds. He hoped.

"I'm not a kid!" He was seething now, adrenaline pumped through his veins. "Now shut up and give me my phone."

Jaimy never thought someone so big could move so fast. Before he knew it, a large paw had covered his mouth, and not even his gasp of surprise made a noise past the wolf's paw.

Suddenly he wasn't so sure of himself. He was relying on the safety of the public space, and of the other furs intervening if something where to happen. By himself, there was certainly nothing he could do if the wolf turned violent, after all the wolf was big.

Now he began to truly reconsider. The nearest fur was several meters away, and oblivious to the deer's situation. It would take him a few seconds to reach them, yet that might not be enough if the wolf decided he wanted to mess him up a bit. Add in the paw silencing him, and he had a recipe for disaster on his paws.

"Shh, enough of that little one." Ryder cooed, his voice dripped with condescending sarcasm offering little comfort for the deer. "I've been waiting for this machine for a good fifteen minutes. But every time I look over here, you're on your phone!"

He was waiting for this machine? But there was another one that had been unoccupied just five minutes ago. Jaimy tried to speak, but his muffled words were indistinguishable even to his own ears. Ryder ignored him.

"I just came over here to ask you to move and play a little trick to get you to put your phone away, but what do I get in return?"

Jaimy remained silent this time.

"Insults. And a little deer that doesn't know his place."

The wolf moved closer until he was standing much too close for comfort. Jaimy could feel the heat from Ryder's thigh against his face, but couldn't pull away thanks to the paw still clamped around his muzzle.

He mumbled an apology into the paw, and looked up at the wolf with wide, pleading eyes.

This wasn't a position he found particularly flattering, and he felt a hint of disgust at himself for resorting to pleading his way out, but this was not the time for bravery. Later, when he was alone in the shower, he would surely think of some grand speech, or kick-ass karate moves that would have knocked the wolf flat on his tail.

Later, though. When his brain stopped refusing to cooperate.

With Ryder's close proximity, and Jaimy's absent mind, he didn't realise the wolf had removed his paw. Nor did he didn't see when the wolf had dropped his pants and underwear. And he certainly didn't remember when the wolf closed the remaining short distance keeping him apart from the deer.

All Jaimy knew was the thick scent of arousal that seemed to slam into his senses like a semi-trailer. Every breath he inhaled burned his lungs with the wolf's musk and exhaling didn't help in the slightest. Jaimy had never smoked before, but in this instance, he felt like he knew the feeling of burning smoke in his throat and lungs.

Jaimy's eyes flicked from the judgemental gaze above him, and widened at the sight of the wolf's thick, white sheath inches from his nose.

"Oh." His voice sounded distant and weak to his ears.

He tried to pull away, but a firm paw on the back of his head kept his nose close enough that he felt the tickle of the trimmed fur brush against his muzzle.

Jaimy lifted his paw up to Ryder's toned stomach, with the intention of pushing away. He felt the ridge of muscle beneath his paw, hidden from sight due to the shirt and fluff and forgot his intentions. It never occurred to him when or how he brushed his paw under the wolf's shirt to begin with. Or when his other paw ended up holding onto the wolf's left thigh.

This wasn't the position he wanted to be in; nose-to-sheath. He didn't want to be a subby bitch for someone to enjoy. He wanted to be the one enjoying; it was the entire reason he started visiting the gym in the first place, not that it yet helped with his slew of confidence issues. He saw his wide-hipped, narrow-waist, and barely-muscled body as undesirable to anyone looking for a top. Why would they spare him a glance when there was muscled gods like Ryder around?

It was these insecurities and doubts that entailed his still-virgin status. Sure, Jaimy was no stranger to his own, or pictures of another man's cock; he had large folders of porn hidden deep in his computer's hard drive to thank for that. But that was all. He had no real-life 'experience' as it were, save for his own paw.

So with the wolf's very exposed sheath in front of his face, his mind shut down. "Wha-" Jaimy mumbled.

Cha-chick.

Jaimy was too dazed to realise the implication of the camera sounding once more.

His phone went crazy in Ryder's paw, pinging repeatedly from incoming messages. The sharp sounds were enough to re-fire the networking in his brain.

The camera! What if Ryder was sending these pictures to his group chat?

New found horror emerged from the deeper recesses of his mind. Thoughts of his friend's opening images of his nose touching Ryder's bared sheath flashed through his mind. He imagined them laughing and typing away to each other, saying how they knew he was a little cock slut all along. And although embarrassing, that last one sent a tingle up his sheath.

Jaimy opened his mouth to ask once more for his phone back. His flaming temper had fled, the flames doused by an ocean, replaced instead by desperation. Maybe if he was reasonable with the wolf, he could get his phone back and they could both forget this whole thing ever happened.

Not a single sound left his muzzle.

From all his time watching porn and reading stories, he'd always believed the taste of another man's cock would be strong, vile, and repulsive. Back in high school, the boy's locker room after a sports game or class would reek of adolescent sweat, musk, and overly-sweet air freshener failing to do its job. That was the precise experience he'd imagine, but in the form of a taste.

Jaimy's expectations were quickly shattered when Ryder took the deer's open muzzle as an invitation. The throbbing object was warm and solid against his tongue, and it took him a moment to realise this was the first inch of Ryder's flesh peeking from his sheath.

The repulsion was present, of course. Running rampart in his mind crying at his to spit it out, or bite down hard. But another part of his mind was just as present, and just as insistent.

'It's not that bad, actually,' he found himself thinking. He flicked his tongue reflexively against the spaded tip and whined at the drop of fluid that spread across his tastebuds. His first taste of precum. And he liked it, a lot. 'Maybe just a few more licks, then I'll pull away.'

Another invading inch joined the first in the warm embrace of Jaimy's muzzle, sliding over the deer's tongue like a hot lollipop. He lapped at the tip some more, wide eyes staring up at the grinning predator looming above. The warm flesh felt unique against his tongue. It pressed into his mouth with conviction, but was malleable when he worked at it.

By now the deer was licking eagerly at the dripping member. Each drop of precum was promptly swiped away and swallowed. Jaimy's tongue was relentless in chasing after more of the tasty, sticky fluid, eagerly coaxing more pre to coat the roof of his muzzle, and gradually easing further along the immense cock.

When the wolf's tip edged too deep past Jaimy's muzzle, causing him to gag lightly and pull back as if shocked, the deer instead reserved himself with the half he could manage. Eventually, his jaw stiffened from the strain of spreading so wide and he had to reluctantly pull away. As soon as the cock left his muzzle, Jaimy was breathing hard.

It was hot. Too hot.

Jaimy couldn't control his temperature and panted short shallow lungsful of air to try cool his body. Ryder's heavy musk hung like a blanket in the air around Jaimy, flooding his lungs and brain with more of the wolf's potent musk. Each inhalation was tinged with the scent of wolf rut directly from Ryder's nuts resting oh-so-close to his nose.

Cha-chick.

His camera once more, but this time he was entirely aware of what the picture would look like. One might initially think he was on drugs. The wide-eyed, distant stare. His rapid, mouth-gaping panting. But it would be impossible to ignore the main focus of the picture.

Ryder's thick, knotted cock rested heavily across left side of his face, throbbing insistently to the pace of the wolf's heartbeat. Too heavy to stand up straight along the wolf's belly, it hung under its own weight, and boy could Jaimy feel the heft to the hot shaft resting on him.

Jaimy didn't know what to do. His mind was a blank slate, waiting for the wolf to command him. Gone were thoughts of topping other males, he was just a deer slave awaiting his orders, allowing Ryder to grind his cock across his face. Trickles of precum spilled from the tip of Ryder's spaded tip and matted Jaimy's white cheek fur with his scent. The wolf seemed content for a few moments longer to truly put the deer in his place and grind his cock from cheek to cheek and across Jaimy's lips.

Around them, the other gym goers continued with their workout with a few spare glances over to the pair occupying the lat pulldown machine. They'd seen this all before when a new gym member disrespected the gym code. They nudged each other and pointed, laughing. Some had even learnt their lesson in a similar fashion to the deer's current induction.

Ryder paid them no mind, his attention was focused on the wide eyes staring back up at him. Roughly, Ryder dragged his cock back one last time until the tip was nudged against Jaimy's nose. Another spurt of precum wet the deer's lips. Jaimy's breath hitched at the return of the slippery, viscous liquid assaulting his taste buds with the thick taste of wolf.

"Come now little deer, open your mouth." Ryder demanded.

Jaimy didn't hesitate to obey for a second. He opened his mouth and allowed the spaded tip to slide across his tongue. As the ridge marking the end of Ryder's head entered Jaimy's offered warmth, Ryder stopped with a groan and let Jaimy eagerly flick his tongue once more across his offered flesh.

Jaimy was quick to find out that Ryder wasn't going to be taking a backseat role this time. He felt the telltale pressure against his scalp where the base of his antlers attached, and it didn't take him long to realise the wolf had taken hold of his rack.

"Might want to hold onto something, little deer," Ryder said with a grin.

Jaimy frantically looked around with questioning eyes. His paws, not knowing where else to hold onto, jumped to Ryder's thighs and gripped tight. Not a second later, Ryder used his antlers to hold his muzzle firm while he drove his hips forward in a steady, controlled push.

The head of his cock breached further than Jaimy had managed to accommodate on his own, but the deer wasn't the one in control this time. He felt himself about to gag and swallowed desperately around the invading flesh, feeling it slide even further down his throat. In fact, the wolf didn't stop until Jaimy's button nose bumped firmly against his thick knot.

Ryder left himself there, buried all the way down Jaimy's throat while the deer gulped dutifully around him. He growled and moaned, panting hard while he watched the Jaimy's neck spasming around the distinct bulge.

When the deer's paws tapped frantically against his thighs, Ryder relented and pulled himself out of his throat. He let the deer's warm breath ruffle his belly fur three times before sheathing himself right back again.

Jaimy moaned and whined. He was getting so turned on with how dominantly Ryder was using him. His own erection had long since been tenting his gym shorts, and a streak of darkened material betrayed where his excitement had leaked a trail of pre across his thigh. He longed to reach down and paw himself off, and yet knew Ryder would be displeased if he were to do so.

Instead he focused on his breathing. Each time Ryder pulled back he gave Jaimy less time before humping forward once more. To make it worse, whenever Jaimy was feeling confident in himself, Ryder switched up the pace again and caught the deer off guard. When the wolf achieved a pace he was happy with, Jaimy found himself focusing exclusively on each opportunity the thick length allowed him to suck in air and drinking the slow trickle of pre draining down his throat.

And then it stopped. Ryder held his head still with just the tip resting against his tongue. Slick, musky pre spat across his tongue at random intervals, which he gulped down enthusiastically. Jaimy wanted to bob his head and swallow the cock once more, but Ryder's hold on his antlers easily overpowered his attempts.

"Have you ever spread those pretty little lips of yours around anyone else's cock before, little deer?" Ryder asked. Jaimy shook his head, gently so as to not nick the sensitive flesh with his teeth. "So, then I take it you've never taken anyone under your tail either?"

Jaimy paused at this. His ass clenched at the thought of the thickness holding his mouth so wide instead spreading his tailhole. His virgin tailhole.

He shook his head once more.

Ryder grinned, showing his gleaming fangs. The wolf hunch over the deer's head. His voice was a low growl when he next spoke, full of barely restrained lust. "I want to fuck you."

It was as much a request as it wasn't. The wolf didn't say he 'would' fuck him, he said he 'wanted' to. If Jaimy didn't want it, he suspected the wolf would agree to his wishes - as long Jaimy finished him off with his muzzle.

But that part of Jaimy's mind was back again. The part that allowed this situation to go so far in the first place.

'I wonder how it would feel,' he caught himself thinking.

Jaimy had played around with fingers before and fondly remembered a night on his back with two fingers up to the knuckle in his ass, and cum spurting liberally across his chest. It felt amazing during, but the ache for the day after had discouraged him from trying again. Not to mention taking anything under the tail wasn't the job of a top.

This would be more than just a couple of fingers. A lot more. He remembered the discomfort of sticking the first finger in and tried to imagine that but multiplied by five. The equation didn't add up.

'I bet it would feel fucking fantastic.' His body, as if controlled solely by the rebellious part of his mind, nodded once. It took the rest of his mind a moment to catch back up to the actions of his body. Oh shit, what had he agreed to?

"Stand." This time it was an order.

Jaimy moved to obey, but stopped half way up still bent at the waist. With how focused he was on Ryder's erection, he'd forgotten about his own. Now he could clearly feel himself all the way out of his sheath and straining against his clothing.

"Stand," Ryder repeated with a growl.

Jaimy dutifully swung his leg over the lat pulldown bench and straightened self-consciously facing the wolf. He sheepishly tried to cover the tent in his gym shorts, but it was clear to anyone that looked how excited his body was. Not that it mattered considering the state Ryder was proudly displaying himself in.

Jaimy watched as Ryder reached down with a paw as big as the rest of him and stretched the waistband of Jaimy's gym shorts over and under his tented underwear. Jaimy blushed and bit his lip and continued to watch as the paw returned and repeated the action with his last piece of modesty. With a final tug, both underwear and gym shorts fell to pool around his ankles.

Although he wasn't the biggest around; the wolf in front of him was proof enough of that, Jaimy was still satisfied of his above average member. With a thin, tapered head and thick base, his throbbing flesh hung out for all the gym to see. Ryder licked his lips, apparently very pleased with the sight.

The wolf moved past Jaimy and sat on the cushioned seat, wedging his knees under the padded guards. "Come here little deer," Ryder growled. He didn't wait for Jaimy to move, instead grabbing hold of his slim waist with a paw that wrapped half way around his abdomen and man-handled the smaller male into straddling his hips.

Jaimy sat with his knees on either side of Ryder's thighs, spreading his legs wide apart and exposing his crotch for Ryder's viewing pleasure. Unsurprisingly, he couldn't reach the ground with his feet and were left dangling near Ryder's calves. The fat wolfhood lay back against Ryder's belly fur, a vivid, angry red against a sea of white. As Jaimy watched, it jumped and fell mesmerizingly, and spread glistening, sticky pre wherever it lay.

Ryder leaned forward, pressing his chest firmly against Jaimy's while he reached behind him. Heat bloomed against Jaimy's fur where the heavy cock rested against. The deer heard Ryder change the weight the pin had set the machine to and sat back in his previous position. Ryder's cock remained resting against Jaimy's fur, too heavy to stand under its own weight and flop back against its owner.

"Arms up." Jaimy followed the directions obediently. Ryder directed his paws around the grips of the bar above him that he was able to reach with minimal stretching thanks to the wolf booster seat under him.

"Good boy, now lift yourself." Ryder said. Jaimy flexed his arms and lifted his body in a bastardised version of a pull up. The machine's weight must have been set pretty high because the bar refused to shift even after supporting the majority of the deer's - admittedly slight - frame. Beneath him, Ryder shifted forwards and Jaimy abruptly realised what he was planning when the tapered tip of his cock wedged up against the base of his tail.

"Wait a second!" Jaimy exclaimed.

The wolf grinned predatorily at him, their muzzles inline with each other now. His huge paws rested teasingly along Jaimy's tensed thighs, and one trailed up his obliques. He was completely at ease. Jaimy on the other paw, was anything but relaxed. His arms held taunt under his weight while he tried vainly to keep himself from letting go and spearing himself on the thick wolf cock resting against his rim.

Eventually it became too much and his grip slipped from the bar. Ryder reacted quickly to catch most of Jaimy's weight, but not fast enough to stop his tapered head punching through Jaimy's tight tailhole. The deer uttered a startled bleat at the shock of the sudden penetration and tensed in preparation for the incoming spike of pain.

When the slight stabbing pain did come, it was no where near as bad as Jaimy was anticipating. Based on his previous play with his own fingers, he was expecting agony taking his first cock - and such a monstrous one at that. However, by letting go of the bar all his tensed muscles had given out and relaxed - which also included his ass - and so the liberally slickened flesh beneath him had entered with relative ease.

Jaimy fell against the wolf's shoulder and moaned long and deep into the thick fur; a vocalisation of the intense stimulation he was feeling. He wrapped his arms around Ryder's neck to hang on to something without straining his tired muscles anymore. The intrusion in his ass was still very much at the forefront of his mind and every so often, he shivered and clenched around the foreign object, not at all used to anything like it.

Jaimy sat there, completely at the mercy of the wolf. His legs held no purchase to keep himself from being ran through by Ryder's cock, and his arms hardly helped either. The sole reason he wasn't yet sitting firm against the wolf's knot was the much larger male's paws effortlessly taking his weight.

And so, when Ryder began to relax his arms, nothing stopped his turgid length from pressing deeper and deeper into Jaimy's tight depths. Jaimy gasped at the feeling of the thick length spreading his tunnel wide and moaned as each inch pressed solidly against his prostate. Tingles of electricity shot up his spine and through his limbs making him twitch and shiver uncontrollably.

Jaimy felt so full. Ryder didn't ease up until his knot pressed firmly against the deer's ass cheeks and even then, his erection surged and throbbed making Jaimy feel everything. Jaimy's rim clenched around the intrusion. Being a virgin, the feeling of another male inside of him had been unimaginable. His fingers barely compared to the real thing.

When Ryder started moving, it was all Jaimy could do to hang on and let the wolf have total control. The thick cock had made a new home in Jaimy's depths, and so when Ryder slowly pulled it out, the deer was left with an emptiness he never knew he had, and a desire to have it filled once more. Ryder granted his wish more swiftly than the first time he sheathed himself inside, and then again and again until he'd built a rhythm of guiding the deer along his cock.

Ryder reached up behind the deer and grabbed hold of the middle of the pulldown bar, right where the rope was connected, and used it as additional leverage to thrust up into Jaimy's tight depths. Jaimy leaned back against the arm as support and locked his extended elbows. In a daze, he glanced down at where the angry red flesh disappeared under his tail repeatedly, like a steam engine piston along a straight section of track. He bit his lip and chocked on a moan when he realised he could quite visibly see the effects of the wolfhood rearranging his insides via the distension along he belly.

His pleasure was mounting fast. He shivered and moaned loudly again, reeling at the sensation of his prostate being relentlessly battered into submission. Ryder was grunting more urgently now too and judging by the wet noises coming from their rutting, was leaking heavily.

The fat knot at the base of Ryder's cock was making its presence known more so now than ever. It throbbed against his rim each time the wolf sheathed himself fully inside Jaimy's depths, and slowly, Ryder began to hump harder. Jaimy clenched his teeth as the battering-ram-like ball of flesh started to make purchase at breaching his gates.

"Are you going to cum for me, little deer?" Ryder growled. His voice was seething with lust and played at Jaimy's dormant prey instincts.

He couldn't answer. How could he when it was taking all his effort to keep from breaking altogether? But Ryder wasn't looking for a verbal answer. He knew the deer was on a knife's edge; he could smell the rut in the air.

"I'm going to knot you now, and you're going to be a good little deer and cum. And then I'm going to mark you so deep that every male will know that you're my prey. My property."

He couldn't take it. The knot was too big, it'd never fit. Yet Ryder bucked harder and stretched him wider. And it was in.

The shock shut down his system, completely unable to unravel the sensations coursing through his body, or understand how the knot popped past his ring in the first place. Jaimy's legs tensed uselessly while he was stuck flat ass-to-groin in the wolf's lap. He didn't moan when he came, too overwhelmed to utter a sound, and while his quiet orgasm was uninspiring, the mess he made was anything but.

Thick, plentiful streams of deer cum spurted from his untouched cock in every and any direction. The pearlescent splatters where mostly lost amongst their joined white fur, only visible thanks to the wet matting in caused. A few errant shots spat out wide against the black rubber that made up the gym flooring, but it was insignificant compared to what stuck to their bodies.

Ryder closed the distance between them and leaned down next to his ear. "Good deer, good prey," he muttered along with some curses and unintelligible muttering.

Jaimy could tell the wolf hadn't reached his own peak yet and knew that was about to change. He couldn't control the occasional shiver that passed through his body, nor the rhythmic clenching of his ass around the impossible intrusion. Suddenly, Ryder lurched forward and caught his neck between his jaws, biting down and holding on tight.

Jaimy gasped at the sharp teeth tugging at his exposed nape and instinctually went limp. He moaned and whimpered at the feeling of the thick knot swelling further against his prostate and forcing him through another aftershock orgasm.

Those sensations were completely overridden when the first extended rope of wolf cum flood his depths. He could feel each surge through the flesh buried in him and the resultant excessive amount of thick semen that made the existing bump in his belly swell. Ryder was relentless with how thoroughly he claimed and bred his deer, and his knot ensured that Jaimy would feel every drop sloshing around.

Jaimy's second orgasm tapered off long before the wolf finished, and when he was finally done, Jaimy felt bloated, as if he'd gorge himself at an all you can eat buffet. Ryder remained latch to his neck for a while longer, growling and panting through his nose. Jaimy shivered when the prickly teeth parted from his remarkably intact skin. Ryder lapped lovingly at the bite, invisible but for the saliva drenched fur marking the area.

Jaimy flopped back bonelessly against Ryder's supporting arm, and probably would have fallen sideways if it was for the large wolf's other paw still supporting him. He couldn't speak, and wouldn't have known what to say even if he could. His only reaction when Ryder levelled the phone on him once more was to grin dopily while his half-hard cock rested against the bump in his fur.

At some point after that, Ryder picked him up and paraded his naked, tied body through the gym to the changing rooms. Several people hi-fived the grinning wolf, and a few patted his butt or tugged at his tear-drop tail.

Ryder laid Jaimy on his back along a bench and sat with his legs on either side, still stuck firmly to his ass.

"Gonna be a while," Ryder said, "guess you can have this back," and handed Jaimy's phone back to him.

Jaimy accepted his phone with a reserved 'thanks' and stopped himself from instinctually unlocking it with the slider halfway across. He had no idea what he'd find on the other side, and chances were it was going to be a whole ocean of embarrassment. Still, he couldn't just ignore the damage done. It would be better to address anything that had been sent now rather than later.

The messenger screen lit up as soon as the phone was unlocked and the chat log was filled with comments from his friends. He'd read them later, after he scrolled up to where Ryder had liberated him of his phone. Upon reaching that spot, where he expected a barrage of pictures, instead was a single message.

'Doesn't matter anyway, Hawkeye would beat them all.' It said. A flurry of messages had followed, all along the same lines.

'WTF are you smoking?'

'I know you're joking and I'm still mad.'

'Hulk would crush Hawkeye with his pinky.'

The majority of the remaining messages were further bickering over who's the strongest and who would beat who. Occasionally Ryder had interjected with more mind-numbingly asinine statements which in-turn stirred up more controversy.

Jaimy locked his phone and exhaled a breath he hadn't realised he was holding. Relief was evident all over his relaxed face. Above him, the wolf smirked knowingly and even leaned down to lap at the deer's nose.

"I may be an absolute dick, but I'm not that much of one," he said. "And don't worry about anyone who saw us in there, they're used to it."

"But I heard the camera sound."

"I never said I didn't take any pictures."

Jaimy opened and navigated through his phone to his outgoing messages and saw the most recent was several picture files to an unknown contact. Tapping on the screen opened a list of explicit pictures from the perspective of the wolf.

Jaimy scowled at him and rolled his eyes. "You're such a perv."

"Damn straight," the wolf said and then hesitated, looking as if he wanted to say more. "I guess I should apologise for messing with you like that though."

Jaimy crossed his arms and looked judgingly at the wolf. No doubt he wasn't quite making the impact he wanted, what with him lying on his back. The apology didn't quite make up for it alone, but together with the soul-shattering fuck, Jaimy was sure it was within him to forgive the perverted lupine.

When Ryder's knot shrank enough to allow them to separate, he carefully tugged himself free. Jaimy couldn't help the brief wince as the movement re-ignited his sore, stretched rim, but it was over in a flash and then they were separate again.

With copious amounts of cum dripping from under Jaimy's tail and down his thighs, the pair made their way over to the shower block. The deer was surprised when the wolf pressed up behind him and turned the tap to blast them both with hot water. His paws were all over the deer's slim body and only parted to grab a pawful of shampoo from a dispenser on the wall.

"Say, Ryder... do you, uhh, do you do personal training at all?" Jaimy asked hopefully. The wolf's large paw worked very efficiently at scrubbing water and shampoo through his fur.

"Normally I don't," Ryder responded. Jaimy's ears drooped, but perked back up when he felt a paw trail down to his increasingly sore ass. "But," Ryder continued, paw grazing along Jaimy's cum-slickened cleft, "for you I'd make an exception."

Jaimy squealed and pressed back against the wandering paw, heedless of the twinge of pain that made him wince, nor the steady stream of cum seeping from him. With a personal trainer, perhaps he'd make some progress after all. Or, at the very least, get very skilled at taking large dicks.