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Over the last few months, you found yourself going to the gym more and more regularly. You told yourself each and every time that it was so you could "get stronger," and "finally get back into shape." Of course, you knew full well that was just a bullshit lie you told yourself to try and stave off the guilt for the real reason you went.

There was one specific person you always saw at the gym. He was a great-looking guy - especially after a long, hard workout. The way the sweat glistened off of his body, beating off of him in such a succulent glow... you wished for nothing more than to have him just take you out back and help you get a bit more.... Acquainted with certain parts of his body.

One day in particular, you found yourself looking at the otter more than usual. He had always seemed to push himself - likely aiming to get stronger to win himself a girl, you convinced yourself. For better or for worse, however, it seemed the "special attention" you gave him hadn't gone unnoticed - as you admired his form, his body, everything... you felt your eyes meet. The otter got up from his machine, and seemed to be approaching you.

Your body completely froze as the otter walked up to you. "Hey, man," he said, a serious look on his face. You gulped - had he finally caught on? Was he aware of your staring, your gawking this entire time? You thought you had hid it well enough, but... "I see you ogling at me all the time." He got up close to your face, his deep, musky scent penetrating your nose. "You know," he smiled, "I might just be able to give you what you want... If you'll give me what I want first."

You looked over his body, trying your best not to breathe in his hypnotic scent - but it was already too late. As you looked down to his lower body, you saw it... Your dick had already created a massive tent in your underwear. The otter looked down as well, smirking arrogantly. "I see," he smiled. "So... Is that a yes, little guy?"

You felt chills going down your spine. Was this...really happening? Right now? A million thoughts raced through your mind in the mere seconds it took you to slowly nod your head in approval. What was it that he "wanted"? What did he think you wanted? Of course, you knew what you wanted, but...

"Perfect. Come along with me, now, little guy," the otter said as he wrapped an arm around you. You were still in public - had he really intended to do this here, in the gym? For better or for worse, you would get your answer fairly quickly. He quickly brought you to the shower room of the gym, bringing you to a mostly-empty corner of it. "So," he looked down at you, "Do you want me to take a shower first? Or do you prefer your men more... Natural?" Of course, he already knew the answer - he knew from the start what you wanted, what he was going to do to you.

Hoping you wouldn't come to regret the decision, you shook your head. Just as you did, he let out a soft snicker. "That's what I thought, boy. Now, where should I shove you first..." He pondered to himself for a few moments, before snapping his fingers. "I know the perfect place for you to start, little guy. Just remember, the more you struggle..." He lifted up his arm, grabbing you by the back of your head and shoving your face into his armpit, "...the longer you'll stay in there. Got that?"

Despite his warnings, you couldn't help but struggle at first. It had caught you completely off guard - his musk quickly overpowering your other senses, making it difficult to even know what was going on. Before long, however, your body relaxed - giving in to the situation at hand. "Hah, just what I expected," the otter said, rubbing your face into his sweaty pits. "Since you want me to skip the shower so badly," he said, "how about you give me one yourself, eh?"

Without any hesitation, you began to lick at his armpits. The sweaty aroma mixed with the taste would be too much for most others - truly, you weren't convinced the otter needed you to tell him to skip the shower in the first place. He already seemed good enough at making that decision on his own. Regardless, you did as you were told, doing your best to clean his body as best as you could.

For what felt like an eternity, you had been stuck in his armpit, the otter's large, muscular arm holding you into place. You obediently lapped up every last bit of his sweat - every little bit of his scent. You wished it would never stop - that you could just stay here as his personal shower for... as long as he wanted.

Unfortunately, all good things have to come to an end. The otter lifted you from his pit, your face now completely covered in his sweat and musk. Smiling down at you, he leaned in for a quick kiss. "Hah," he smiled to himself. "Your face smells just like me now. I bet you love that, don'tcha, bitch?" You again nodded in agreement, hoping he would allow you to acquaint yourself with his other armpit. He had other plans, however - "Now, get on the floor," he commanded. You initially tilted your head in confusion, but decided to do as you were told nonetheless. Truly, you didn't really have a choice either way.

"Good boy," the otter said as he brought himself down to the ground. His ass was mere inches away from your face - and, at this point, you wished for nothing more than to be under it. Luckily for you, that wish was quickly granted. The otter plopped down onto your face without any mercy, grabbing hold of your arms as he sat. "Don't think about trying to resist," he said - "You ain't getting up until I want you to get up. Is that understood?"

You instinctively tried to give an okay, but your voice was, of course, muffled by his ass. He seemed to enjoy this quite a bit, however - letting out a soft laugh to himself. "Since you wanna run that mouth of yours," he said, grinding his ass into your face, "how's about you go ahead and gimme a good rimjob? Maybe once I'm satisfied, I might even let you out," he laughed.

At this point, his full body weight was pressed onto you. Your cock was in clear view of him - he could see every twitch, every little bit of precum oozing out. There was no way for you to deny your own enjoyment of this...situation that you found yourself in, even if you wanted to. So, without much hesitation, you began to lick as you were commanded - your tongue penetrating his hole deeper and deeper.

By this point, he had released your arms. At first, you thought perhaps he knew you wouldn't struggle anymore... until you felt a strong grip forming around your dick. Your body jerked at first - not knowing if it was him playing with you, or perhaps another patron of the gym. For better or for worse, you'd get your answer pretty quickly - the otter had clearly begun jerking himself off, causing his ass to bounce and grind on your face harder than it had before. You took a few seconds to process the situation - a few mere moments where your tongue had exited his hole.

"Ahhhh, fuck," he moaned out, either having forgotten you were in a public space, or just...not caring. "C'mon, boy, I didn't say you could stop licking," he said, as he played with both his dick and your own. Obediently, you continued to rim his hole, getting your tongue further and further in. Finally, it seemed you hit the sweet spot - you could feel his body quivering on top of you, his moans getting progressively louder.

You continued to tease the seemingly sensitive spot, much to his delight. "K-keep...going..." He moaned out, nearing his climax. Before long, you felt a burst of cum on your chest, dick and balls - he had shot out a massive load on top of you. After quickly recovering from his climax, he ran a finger through your chest, picking up some of his cum. "Y-ya did good, boy," he said softly. "It's not very often I cum first. But don't you worry - I'll get ya back for that."

Immediately after saying that, he began to grind his ass onto your face even harder, and continued to play with your dick, using his cum as lube. You let out soft - albeit muffled - moans, your hot breath pulsating on his hole. Within moments, you had finished yourself, and the otter shifted his body weight off of you.

He gave you a surprisingly gentle look, a soft smile forming on his face. Immediately after, he began to lick your body - licking you clean of the mess you had both created. After he was satiated, he leaned in for another kiss - this one much deeper than the last, your tongues clashing for dominance as you shared your collective loads between one another.

Eventually, he helped you up off of the ground, giving your ass a subtle slap. "So," he said with a smile. "You ahhh.... You wanna swing by my place so we can take a shower? You wouldn't BELIEVE the things some people do in these gym showers." You both laughed amongst yourselves as you put your clothes back on - it had gone much better than you ever could've imagined, and with a smile, you walked out with the otter.