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Hey. Again, thanks for continuing to read. In continuation with the story, I have decided to shine the spotlight on Steven. We follow him the morning after his escapade with Eva. Two or three interesting characters will be introduced. Enjoy.

Steven opened his eyes slowly, still holding the side of Eva even though his cock had already slipped out of her during the night. He rubbed his eyes and turned his head to peer over at the clock on the bedside.

"Seven-Thirty," he mumbled in disdain, desiring to stay by his love. Steven had an internal clock that would never let him sleep past Eight a.m. A blessing and a curse, he was always on time, but he tended to get sleepy during the day. He laid out on his back and taking a deep breath before sighing it out in a half-whinny. He peered down at his crotch, unsurprisingly still matted from last night's exploits. He turned his head to look at Eva's ass, and chuckled when lines of dried cum pointed straight at her ass-hole.

"I guess I'll take a shower before hitting the gym." he said as he rose from the bed after petting Eva's ears. She was out-cold with a smile still on her face. Steven chuckled, "Must have worn her out, bless her heart." He smiled looking down at her. He walked off to the shower closing the bathroom door softly as to not wake his sleeping angel.

He turned on the shower. He sighed in relief as he stepped into the quickly steaming shower. He got the bar soap and lathered up and down, paying special attention to his mane and groin, as was usual after a session such as the one last night. He fumbled the soap around his cock, a little larger than usual, recovering from his morning wood. As he reached down to lather his balls, his cock began to perk up.

"Stop it you insatiable thing. I don't have time to mess with you." he said to his dick, questioning his sanity. "I must be pretty tired." he mumbled.

He rinsed off his body and and turned off the water. He stepped out of the shower and started to towel-dry, again paying particular attention to his crotch. He threw the towel to the corner of the bathroom, and his eyes crossed past the large mirror in front of him. He looked for a second before pulling up his arms to flex his mucscles, and scout out what he would work today. His arms were fine, toned and strong, but not too beefy. His legs were fine too, sleek with muscle in all the right places. His ass was toned and his chest was appropriately chiseled. But his upper abs could use some work.

Satisfied with his look, he stepped out of the bathroom. He went to his dresser, and pulled out some blue checkered boxers and a clean white v-neck shirt and went into the living room to grab his jeans. He took his keys and his phone out of his pockets, and snapped his fingers, "Forgot the shorts." he said quickly. He went back to get some black athletic shorts with a white stripe on either side and put his stuff in his pockets. He tied the strings on the waist of the shorts and went towards the door.

He opened it and closed it slowly and locked the bottom lock. Placing the keys back in his pocket he quickly walked towards the stairs. He descended two stairs at a time while he put his headphones into his phone and into his ears. He scrolled through his music options and settled on Aerosmith. Steven took a deep breath before jogging down the street, lip singing the words to "Dream on".

At the end of the block he took a left and continued cruising down Tremor street. He continued jogging until the song ended and he stopped singing. He looked forward to notice a female dalmatian jogging towards him. As he got closer he noticed her sizable breasts bouncing up and down in her sports-bra. Coupled with the sleek form and tight stomach, Steven's cock twitched to life making a slight impression in his shorts, laying flat on his left thigh, disappearing and reappearing as his leg shifted back and forth.

He noticed but decided she would be less likely to notice if he didn't mess with it. As they were about to pass the stallion saw the lady's eye's widen. He was blushing as she stared and darted her eyes away as they closed in on each other. Steven's eyes snapped forward as well as they passed. Just as they went their separate ways, the dalmatian looked over her shoulder to get a glimpse of his ass. She bit her lip as her head snapped back. Just after she turned away, Steven's nose twitched as he smelled a familiar fragrance.

He looked back at the dalmatian, and peered at her ass, the vague imprint of her pussy lips on her tight shorts, revealing her strong heat. Steven snapped his head back as he narrowly dodged a street light.

"Damn... that heat is almost as strong as Eva's was a couple of weeks ago." he pondered to himself, interested. He shook the idea from his head as he took another left as he approached his destination. He opened the glass doors and walked into the lobby.

"Good morning Mr.Trent!" a happy red and white female fox said from behind the counter.

Steven's head snapped to her as he smiled. "I've told you this before Percy. Call me Steven." he said.

She smiled "Well, 'Steven,'" she giggled, "how can I help you today?" she said happily.

Steven grabbed a towel and threw it over his shoulder and looked back, "I was thinking of working my abs today, Percy." he said distracted noticing the newly painted walls of the lobby, a burnt orange.

"Well then," Percy mutter to her members list ", room three is open. Mr. Jack, and Mr. Grant are in there too, along with a couple of new guys." she looked up smiling.

"Great, it will be nice to see those two. See you later Percy." He waved as he walked toward room three, not looking back. Percy leaned on her arm as Steven walked away, she sighed as she stared at Steven's ass. Her ears twitched and her tail waved behind her. Steven walked in to room three.

"Hey Steve! Haven't seen you in a while." A large, bench pressing, gray German Shepard yelled from across the room.

"Yeah what's been going on Steve." yelled a large black bull, spotting the German Shepard.

"Oh not much Jack, Grant." Steven yelled.

"Hey! What you working today Steve!" the bull said.

Steven replied, "I'm thinking about doing my abs today."

The bull pointed, "There's an empty bench over there."

"Thanks." the horse remarked. He sat down on the bench and took off his shirt as to keep it clean. He laid back in preparation. He went up, switching between lifting the right and left, as to get both sides of the muscle. He continued for a good twenty minutes starting to work up a sweat. "So Steve, how is Eva?" Jack said huffing and groaning.

"Oh she's fine." Steven said nervously.

"What do you mean fine?" Jack huffed.

" I think he means he got laid last night." Grant said laughing.

"Oh shut up." Steven muttered.

"Oh man. He didn't deny it. It must have been good." Jack laughed.

"Just drop it." Steven laughed. Jack got up and started to walk away with Grant towards the showers.

"Okay fine. Wouldn't want the big guy getting all flustered. He must had really humped her to not get up and kill us." Grant said loudly to Jack and Steven obviously overheard him. Steven ignored him as his abs continued to burn. He continued for a good ten more minutes before collapsing, panting for air. After recovering, he sat up, grabbed his shirt, put it on, and stepped off of the bench.

He started thinking about whether he should do crunches and the elevated bar. He threw away the idea after remembering he was wearing boxers today. If he had used the bar, his manhood would almost certainly slip out of its confines. An act reserved for the showers. Even though it was a pretty short workout, he didn't like to exercise at home because he didn't want to wake up Eva, who deserved some good sleep before she went to work.

He was about to head to the showers before he heard some grunting coming from some of the benches. He looked over his shoulder to spy a young doberman of about eighteen in agony trying to use weights that were a bit too large for him. The horse smiled and walked over to the canine.

"Do you need a spot?" he said to the doberman, startling him and making him lose his grip on the weights. The horse quickly reacted and caught the weights before hitting the dog in the chest. The doberman look up the horse's face.

"I guess, I could. Thanks." the dog said softly, slightly panicked.

"No problem." Steven said moving behind the dog and handing him the weights. The doberman grasped the the weights and started to push up and down.

"What's your name kid?" Steven questioned.

"Drake, sir" the canine said.

"Nice to meet you Drake. Please call me Steve." the stallion said.

After a few more minutes Steven said, "You new here?"

"Yeah. I just joined a week ago. I came up here for college. At MLH University." Drake panted.

"That's a fine school. I know a couple people who graduated from there. You look tired. Maybe it's time you take a break." Steven said, noticing his panting. Drake opened his eyes, and found himself staring right an imprint in his shorts. His mouth watered as he silently took in his scent before Steven stepped away with the weights. Drake sat up himself.

"Do you think you could how me where the showers are?" Drake muttered, out of breath.

"Of course. I have to head in there myself. Just follow me." Steven said. Steven walked towards the showers and Drake followed closely. They went into a corridor that lead to the shower complex. The room was concealed by steam and it was hard to see more than a few yards away from you.

"Now you have a couple of choices to make as to which shower you want." Steven explained. "To the left are the men's showers and to the right as the women's showers."

Drake looked confused as he pointed, "Then what are these showers over here?"

"Those are the uni-sexual showers, for men that don't mind being nude around women, and women that don't mind being nude around men. I sometimes step in there, but it is a little too tempting for me. But it depends how crowded each one is." Steven explained to a bewildered canine.

"I think I'll just use the male only ones." Drake said stupidly.

"I don't blame you. That would be a little overwhelming for your first time. Besides, there aren't many furs in the men's showers today." Steven said nonchalantly. They both stepped into the mostly empty shower, spare a Wolf in the corner of the shower. He was barely visible in the steam, Steven was unsurprised he couldn't distinguish him.

Steven began to take off his shirt when he told Drake," If you need anymore help, I'll be in this shower over here."

"Okay. Thanks."

Steven took off the shirt and then his shorts and boxers in one fast motion and tossed the heap onto a near by bench. Drake gasped as he caught a glimpse of Steven's enormous cock. His mouth began to water as he looked down at his smaller package.

"Damn! He must be nearly eighteen inches with a boner!" Drake yelled in his head. He tried to shake the image of Steven with a full hard-on out of his mind. He took of his shirt along with his short and boxers. He looked down at himself and slapped his hand on his forehead as he had a full erection from just thinking about Steven's dick.

He was blushing profusely under his fur until he noticed that nobody was looking at him, not even Steven. He looked over at Steven and then at his dick before taking a large gulp.

"Well... what do I have to lose? He seems nice enough. It not like this is the first cock I've seen. But his is a monster! Can I even fit my paw around it?" Drake pondered for a minute or two. "Fuck it. It's now or never." With that Drake turned and walked over to Steven, nervous out of his mind.

Steven was washing under his arms when he gasped in surprise as someone grabbed his cock. He looked down to see Drake on his knees, stroking Steven's raising member.

" I never got to thank you for helping me out Steve. This should suffice." Drake said amorously, hiding his anxiety well, as his head lowered onto the equine member.

"Drake, what are you... uhh...mmm... doing...." Steven said fighting back the urge to grow, but his cock desired otherwise. It grew and grew until Drake's head suckling was covering only a tiny fraction of his cock. He was swirling his tongue around the head and pushing into its tip. He pumped his fist, that barely fit around the stallion's impressive diameter, retracting from the head and licking up and down the shaft above his fist.

"Your taste is intoxicating Steve. I wonder what the source is like."

"No... Drake... don't..." the stallion begged.

Drake continued to pump as he pushed his nose down and inhaled the oder of the sweat of the stallion's dangling sack. Steven groaned in pleasure as the doberman licked the sack and sucked on the balls in his mouth. The stallion whinnied in surprise at the treatment. With a pop Drake took off his mouth.

"Mmmm... like ambrosia... back to the star of the show." he said slowly as he fondled the tortured horse's balls. Ignoring his own raging meat, Drake continued to pump the cock and put it back in his mouth, pushing it deep within his maw.

" This isn't happening to me... I belong to Eva... this is too much." Steven worried as his hands reached out behind Drake's head pushing him further. The cock hit his throat. Drake closed his eyes and gagged as he let the girth deep into his throat. The push slowed as Drake flexed the muscles in his throat. Massaging the horse further into ecstasy.

Drake started to choke as Steven would not let go. His vision started to go white as Steven muttered, "You want my cock do you? Well desire has a price. Nod for me if you will surrender your ass to me." Drake was fully aroused, his boner aching. A single touch would make it explode. In instinct he nodded. Steven retracted and Drake gasped for air.

"Thank you. You have the most succulent cock I have ever known." Drake said breathless. "Don't thank me yet because that was just a start." Steven flipped the canine over, his head resting on the ground, his torso up in the air, his legs held bended by the horse as he placed him in the brute position.

"Fuck me raw! You fantastic stallion!" Drake yelled in anticipation. Steven grinned and put his tip on the pucker of Drake's tiny ass. He pushed in. Him being the widest and soon to be longest thing that ever entered Drake's bowels. Drake cried in pain as the head violently spread his ass, Steven spreading the cheeks for easier entrance. He spit on it for lubrication and then he spit of Drake's face making him moan in arousal. As he popped in he gave three good slaps to Drake's ass, inciting three yells before he started to pound down on the doberman. Drake's neck bended with every hard thrust, jolting pleasure directly through the neck he yelled in pain as the stallion fucked him inside-out.

"That's right. Yell for me Drake. Tell me how painful it is." Steven muttered through clenched teeth. "Oh God Steve! It's the biggest cock I've ever felt! But It is the greatest feeling I have ever felt!" Drake gasped out. "Yes Drake. That's the feeling of being a whore." Steven yelled at the boy.

Steven was apporaching the edge of the abyss, pulverizing Drake's prostate making him agony and bliss. "You don't deserve my cum in your ass whore. Your gonna get it all over your sexy little body." Drake's hands clawed at the tile floor as he came to an orgasm himself. His eight inch cock sprayed cum all over his mouth, making him taste his own seed.

Steven yelled, "Drink my cum you filthy whore." As he pulled out of Drake's ass and tugged Drake's head up, spearing him in the mouth. Drake raised both his hands and furiously pumped the monster in his mouth. Steven gave a loud whinny as his balls emptied themselves into the dog. Drake choked on the overflow of cum trying to swallow it all. Tears dripped from his eyes as the cum flooded from his mouth and spilled all over his eyes and onto his chest.

"Now swallow it Drake." The Horse said, cock still stuck in Drake's mouth. Drake made a large gulp, and opened his now clean mouth still blinded by the cum in his eyes. "Here, use this to wipe off the rest of it." Drake grabbed the blue cloth and wiped his face clean along with his chest down to his groin to clean up his own mess.

After doing it he stuffed it to his nose and inhaled, taking in the scent one more time. Drake muttered," Um... Steve? Can I keep this so I can smell you when ever I want?" His uncovered eyes looking up at Steven softly.

The horse chuckled, "I don't see why not considering it is your shirt." he said with a smirk. Drake looked aghast to see his only shirt wet with cum. "And your going to wear it all the way home." Steven said smiling. Drake was speechless.

"But... everybody will smell it. They will know for sure." Drake said frantically.

"That's the point." Steven waited and bobbed his cock up and down saying, "If you don't you can never have this cock again." Drake looked at the shirt nervously. Deciding his cock was worth the embarrasment, he sighed and put the shirt on. It made him feel so sticky as the smell overwhelmed his nose.

"Good. Now lets go so everybody can smell you." Steven said slipping on his clothes, tucking his cock down his thigh. Drake followed suit and redressed. They walked out of the shower, the horse slightly behind the nervous doberman as to not attract too much attention to Steven. They passed down the corridors with Steven pointing the way.

Everyone they passed stopped in their tracks and sniffed at the curious smell. Even Percy at the front desk's face became puzzled as she tried to place the smell. Drake was blushing under his black and brown fur as they passed the furs, as if they had stuck their noses right in his crotch.

"See you tomorrow Percy" Steven said as he gave a small wave. Percy didn't even notice as the two walked past. As they wandered outside, Drake gave an audible sigh of relief. Drake grabbed his bike and turned to Steven. "Thanks for everything. You made me feel very welcome Steve." He took a piece of paper out of his pocket, and handed it over to Steven. Puzzled Steven opened the note to reveal Drake's number scribbled on it. Steven smiled as he tried to speak. But before he got the chance, Drake leaned up to him and licked his face.

He giggled and said, "If you ever need to relax, call me up. I'd be glad to keep you company." Drake winked and rode off on his bike, giving a quick look to see Steven's face before heading home. Steven put the number in his pocket and turned his head toward home. He sighed as guilt started to set in. He began his jog home in a state of worry.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter of the story. Please comment and give feedback. I would really appreciate it. Next story the attention will be turned to Eva as she wakes up. Hope to see you soon.