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Frazer huffed as he finished his set. His muscles flexed and pumped hard as he lifted the bar up to a resting position. It clunked into a resting position on the rack and the white tail buck sat up. The bench was already soaked in Frazer's sweat. The workout that he did was not easy but it was what his newest position on the rugby team would require.

The buck brought his arms up and then stretched them towards his back. The biceps that made up his arms flexed as he did so which were full of fresh oxygen and blood. The sweat that formed on the buck's body dripped along his chest and over his tanktop. The hunter green was stained a darker color and his dark red footie shorts were practically bursting off his primed body. He had all the trademarks of a whitetail deer. His fur pattern was standard. A cream-colored brown that trailed up his muzzle and to his arms and legs as well as a bright white on his chest and thighs which could barely be seen peeking out from his shorts and tank. Frazer grabbed the towel that was laid out over the weight bench. The buck took it to wipe down his face which made the gold nose ring between his nostrils wobble. If someone looked close enough, they could see in between Frazer's tank and get a glance at the two golden loop nipple rings that adorned the muscle buck's pecs.

As the buck started to wipe himself down, he looked at the environment of the gym. It was pretty early in the morning. Since Frazer was not used to Sydney's time zone, he was there at 5:00 am so the gym was mostly empty. It would have been eight hours earlier in America and he would be working out right after dinner. However, since he had just flew in two nights ago, he was still adjusting his schedule.

Frazer stretched his arms again. He was almost done with his set but he was already stiffening up. The fact that there was hardly any natural light coming in through the gym windows was throwing his morning off. He was still in afternoon mode and his circadian rhythm was all out of place. Frazer rubbed his chocolate brown eyes with his fingers and psyched himself up.

"Down we go," Frazer said to himself as he got back into position. He could feel the now old and cold sweat on the leather seat of the bench press and smell his own musk radiating off his body. He made sure to be careful with his impressive rack of antlers while he was getting into position and put his hands on the bar carefully.

"Ya need a spotter, son?" A deep voice said from the deer's right. Since Frazer did not wear headphones, he was immediately knocked out of focus. He looked over to see a massive bull. The first thing that stood out to Frazer was the huge trademark longhorn horns that jetted out of his head. They had a curve to them that was reminiscent of the particular breed and each horn was capped with silver which gleamed in the artificial light of the gym.

He wore a tanktop much like Frazer but the muscles on his body were so built and full that they practically burst out of the tight-fitting tank. The black fur of the bull was gray in places which showed the old stud's age. He had to be at least in his fifties. He had a bit of a gut but it was clear that underneath was nothing but pure muscle. He had arms that could crush a watermelon between them, and he had a nicely trimmed mustache that was just below his nose. It was black but gray on the edges. There were gray tuffs of hair that came out from the bull's chest and fluffed outward from the tank.

The shorts the bull wore were a deep red and left little to the imagination. A pronounced bulge was right between the bull's legs which drew Frazer's attention for a second before the buck's eyes snapped back up to meet the bull's steel blue irises. Frazer blinked. There was a moment where the bull looked just like a friendly (and hot) stranger but the buck then had a moment of realization.

"Yeah, I could use a spotter, actually," Frazer began with a warm smile. "But are you the coach for the local rugby team? You look familiar to me."

"Was it the mustache?" The bull joked and pointed at his face. Frazer could tell the bull was from Australia just from the accent alone but it was hidden under the rich bass of the bull's voice "But yes. I am a coach for the Sydney rugby team. I recognized your nose ring. You must be Frazer. The American."

"Yeah, that's me," Frazer said and he started to lean up off the bench press' seat. However, he did not have enough time to make his ascent. Two large, wide thighs flanked the buck's head and the deer blushed. Frazer stared straight up at a very prominent bulge and the old stud's face where a grin was plastered right across it.

"I'm Septimus. You can also call me coach. How about we nail down the rest of your set?"

Frazer gulped. There was something intimidating about his new coach of the rugby team watching him perform his exercises but there was also a thrill to it. After all, this was the point of time where Frazer could impress the bull.

"Yes sir," Frazer said without thinking. There was no question who held the authority in this situation. Frazer felt that Septimus deserved the title since he was a veteran of the rugby scene. The big bull had been the talk of Sydney's college when he was younger and a hell of a forward. If someone got in a ruck with Septimus, they were bound to be in for a fight if they wanted possession. The bull hardly gave an inch. Although the bull seemed friendlier than Frazer imagined, there was still a hint of unshakeable resolve in Septimus' gaze.

Frazer took a deep breath and gripped the bar. He noted that Septimus did not jump in to put his hands below the bar. He had faith. Frazer strained as he lifted the bar. The previous reps were starting to take their toll on his body. The lactic acid that managed to build up in his muscles was like a slow poison for any long-term workout and Frazer could feel the strain in his arms as he brought the bar, with about 230 pounds of weights on it, down to his torso and back up again. His pecs strained with the movement and his arms wobbled but Septimus did not budge.

Frazer made the movement again and again. Air burned in his lungs and he could feel his concentration beginning to waver. Septimus' fingers did not twitch nor did his body lunge to help. The faith was still there.

"Come on, Frazer. Pound out the set," Septimus said but he stepped forward. Frazer could smell the musk radiating off the bull. His eyes were focused on the bar but also on the bulge that wobbled just above his face now.

"Y-yes sir!" Frazer barked and did another rep. Septimus stepped forward more. The bulge wobbled more prominently in front of the buck and taunted him much like a carrot on a stick. Frazer gritted his teeth. He couldn't let his concentration falter. He finished another rep.

The bar went up. Frazer's arms wobbled and his chest heaved. Sweat caked his forehead. Septimus knew that the next rep would probably be his newest player's last but he was impressed. It was clear that the rugger pushed himself earlier.

"Finish strong, son," Septimus said with a bit of a rumble to his voice. The sound was like music to the buck's ears. The strong vibration tickled his mind and he concentrated on it. The bar came down to his chest and Frazer growled out as he tried to bring the bar up. Frazer's arms shook and wobbled. They were about to give out at any second.

"Come on, stud. You can get the bar a little higher. Push harder," Septimus barked. Frazer obeyed.

The bar continued to move up and with a loud yell, the buck pushed the bar up and Septimus whooped. He stepped forward to grab the bar and move it to the resting rack but not before his short's left leg was right above Frazer's eyes. In his exhausted state, Frazer could see more than he ever thought he would. Beautiful, sweaty bulge turned to a low hanging ball sack that practically wobbled with each of the bull's movements. It was like a little window into another world.

The bull's hung uncut cock dropped down in front and was the pretty cherry on top. A wave of musk hit Frazer and the rugger nearly forgot what he was doing. It must have been from Septimus' own intense workout. It had a nice, earthy smell to it and practically begged Frazer's nose to dive into the shorts. Then, there was a golden shimmer around Septimus' cock and balls and Frazer's eyes easily followed Septimus' shaft down and straight to the source. His eyes traced the loop of the cock ring that pulled Septimus' equipment nice and taunt. It was clear why the bull had such a prominent bulge. In a flash, Septimus' adjusted his body and the view that Frazer got disappeared. The deer blinked. Frazer's hands gripped the bar tight and a bright red blush was across his face.

He looked over at Septimus to see the bull smiling from ear to ear. "Damn, you can really lift, son. For a back, you are real strong."

"Oh....uhhh...."

Frazer paused and Septimus' smile faded for a moment. The buck wanted to make sure he wasn't caught staring but the pause only made things a little more awkward.

"Heh, sorry! I just got lost in thought! Thanks!"

Septimus' warm demeanor came back and he patted the young stud's chest. "Do you usually come here around 5 am? I workout before coaching practice most of the time."

Frazer leaned up and wiped the sweat off his body. He breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe the bull didn't notice him checking him out at all. Frazer's heartbeat slowed at least twenty beats.

"Well, I just flew in. All of this is kind of new."

"Heh, I understand that feeling."

There was a pause as Frazer got up off the bench and started to wipe everything down. Septimus drank heavily from a water bottle that he had brought with him and toweled himself down as well.

"What part of America are you from?" Septimus asked. He threw his white towel that he wiped himself down with around his neck and wore it with a casual demeanor.

"Illinois, actually."

"Errrr, the corn side or Chicago?"

Frazer chuckled. "The corn side."

"Ahh gotcha. I've been to Chicago for tournaments. It is a nice city and the bars and saunas can be fun there, too," Septimus said with a little glimmer in his eyes.

Frazer's eyebrows widened and Septimus took note. There was a playful grin from the old bull who started to stroll towards the door to the lobby. He looked over his shoulder and his tail flicked constantly from side to side. Frazer noticed a small Australian flag at the top right of the shorts which had the branding sewn right into it. It was a cute design.

"You finished with your workout?" Septimus asked. "We can talk more on the way."

"Yeah, I'm done," Frazer said with a smirk. He had never met a coach that was so forward about his interests. They all kind of clammed up. Was Septimus flirting with him as well when he mentioned saunas? There were such a thing as non-gay saunas but mentioning Chicago and saunas in the same sentence was like the loudest possible dog whistle. Frazer pocketed the thought for later.

The two made their way out to the lobby and Frazer and Septimus walked side by side. The gym was starting to get a little busier but not much. The cougar receptionist was clearly bored behind the desk and was busy filing her claws.

"So where are you from?" Frazer asked.

"Sydney. Born and raised. Did you think I was going to say Texas?"

Based on your endowment and horns....yes.

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Frazer pushed down the thought. "Heh, well...there were certain things that made it clear you were from Australia.

"Like the accent?"

Frazer smiled. "And the Australian flag on your shorts."

"Fair point," Septimus said. "Born and raised under the continent that the Crown couldn't hold. Much like yours."

"I guess we are similar in that regard," Frazer snorted.

"Among other things," Septimus said with a flirty wink. Frazer shuffled at the cute wink. He wasn't so used to the attention that he was receiving but Septimus seemed all too keen to give it. Septimus opened the door to the locker room for the rugger. Frazer strolled right in and minded his antlers so he wouldn't bash them on the doorway.

The locker room of the gym was nothing too out of the ordinary. The first thing that Frazer noticed was the smell of chlorine and detergent cleaner. Bright white towels were hung at the end of each of the rows. Each of the hooks were bare. The locker room was mostly empty. A few of the early risers and gym rats were huddled at their own locker or making conversation. Showers were set in the back left of the locker room with one being a private cubicle. The other three were an open design. There was a similar set across from what Frazer could see.

The lights were artificial and the clean lockers gleamed in the light. Large wooden benches were stretched across the middle of each row which would allow any resting athlete to sit on or stretch themselves on if need be.

Septimus stepped around Frazer. He placed an arm on the deer's right shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "I'm three rows down and to the left. Why don't we meet in the sauna and we can chat more there?"

There was an interesting tone to Septimus' voice. He was confident but also gentle. The coach could have intimidated him based on his size alone. However, Frazer was getting a fatherly vibe from Septimus. It was like he was one of the bull's sons even though they had just met.

"Cool. I'm just in the first row on the right here. I'll see you in the sauna, then," Frazer smiled and the two parted ways. Frazer could not help but take a curious glance at the bull as he walked. The coach was already taking off his shirt and wiping his face with it and Frazer got an eye full of the flexing traps and shoulder blades. Frazer had to pull his eyes away to figure out where he was going.

He found his locker, the second locker in the row, and entered in his combination. The door hinge gave a click and Frazer opened the door. Pictures of a half-naked buck posing in a speedo on a beautiful California beach and of various hikes he took around the Illinois Ozarks hung along the door. A towel was placed on the hook in the locker and the buck reached forward to grab it and threw it haphazardly behind him on the wooden bench. Frazer stripped out of his sweaty tank and his exhausted body could barely lift it up and over his body.

There was a duffel bag in the locker as well. It was half-opened with its contents spilling out somewhat. Frazer clicked his tongue and placed the shirt inside before packing it as much as he could. Then he stripped off his shorts. A bright aqua blue jockstrap with white leg straps showed off Frazer's body and pulled his muscular butt up and out. The pouch the jock had cupped his bulge and it provided a nice support for his jewels.

Frazer hooked his fingers in the waistband of his jockstrap but before he pulled it down, there was the sound of hoof falls right next to his locker. Frazer turned to see a familiar bull leaning against the locker, naked besides a cock ring around his shaft and balls which Frazer's eyes immediately looked towards. The bull was sweaty and the metal glimmered on his built body. Septimus was grinning from ear to ear when he followed the buck's gaze and strolled forward. His cock and balls slapped against one another as he walked and the practically speechless buck could only stand there and gawk.

"Looking good. Nice jock and I love the speedo," Septimus said and nodded his head towards the pictures. His eyes were still glimmering. Frazer was still too stunned to ask why the bull was wearing a cock ring so.... confidently in a public gym.

"T-thanks," Frazer said.

"Not a problem, stud," Septimus said. The twinkle from before was back. Septimus turned around and showed off his well-toned ass. A bright white towel was slung over his shoulder.

"See you in the sauna in a few, right?" Septimus said and his eyes looked down between Frazer's legs. The buck was as hard as a rock in his jock and the pouch bulged obscenely. When Septimus' tail flicked excitedly, the gold of the ring could be seen just below Septimus' balls. The bull gave Frazer another wink and took a few steps out and turned to the right. As the bull walked down the locker room, there was a gasp that Frazer heard from another guy who was getting changed. Septimus' rumbly tone echoed throughout the locker room.

"Thank you," the longhorn said to the figure out of Frazer's eyesight. Frazer had to suppress a chuckle at the fact Septimus had a confident tone to his voice. Frazer heard the door to the sauna open and close which told the rugby player the flirtatious coach found his destination.

Frazer was left standing there speechless. First, his new coach was a hot daddy bull built out of entirely muscle and reeked of pure masculinity. Second, the bull was totally interested in him. Frazer's boner did not fade when he stripped out of his jock. His cock flopped out of the jock and slapped against his abs. He felt his heart pounding in his chest as he grabbed his towel and he tied it around his waist. His nose ring bobbed as he took a deep breath. Maybe he was reading into it too much?

Frazer walked on his own accord. His hooves hit the concrete floor and echoed through the locker room. When the buck passed by one of the rows, a rhino was blushing furiously as he was changing and had cupped his erection in his right hand as he pulled on his compression shorts with his other free hand. He looked at Frazer and the two stared at one another for a moment. There was a pause in time where the rhino opened his mouth to say something but then stopped. Frazer used the break to take an opportunity to sheepishly keep walking towards the sauna.

The buck's heart thumped in his chest as he continued his walk. His legs were shaky as his hand clutched the door to the sauna. The large, wooden bamboo door had a massive black handle to grasp onto and the buck took one last moment to collect his thoughts before opening the door.

The heat rushed out to meet him in the doorway. Steam kissed Frazer's tired, aching muscles and the heat wrapped around Frazer's body. The humidity even more pervasive when he stepped inside. The massive wooden door closed behind him and Frazer knew that now he was in a more private layer. He felt like he was walking into a cave with a vicious beast. Frazer shook the thought from his head. Beast was quite harsh. Who knows...maybe they wouldn't do anything?

Septimus was naked but he was only just pouring water onto the black rocks in the corner of the sauna. It wasn't like he was helicoptering his cock around at a desperate attempt to get Frazer right around it. There was a loud hiss and soon more steam filled up the small room.

"Why don't you have a seat? I got the sauna nice and prepped for us," Septimus said and leaned back against the seat behind him. With his back properly positioned, Septimus splayed out. His thick thighs flanked beautiful, full bull balls that flopped against his leg. A generous member rested just above. Even though it was flaccid, it was easily the biggest the buck had ever gotten to see. Now that he had more time to admire it, he could truly appreciate just how large it was.

"Yes s-sir," Frazer stuttered, not quite knowing why he said sir, and climbed up onto one of the many benches and leaned back. Septimus noted the vocal nod and smiled.

The heat started to work its magic. Almost immediately, Frazer started to relax. He opened his legs up and sighed in relief as the steam worked out some tight knots within his muscles and Frazer sighed. If there was any way to understand how a piece of bread feels like within an oven, this was it. The buck almost forgot about his nerves.

Almost.

"So, American boy, tell me why you decided to come all the way down to Australia?" Septimus said and brought an arm around to rest it just behind Frazer's head.

The question was an expected one. Frazer never really enjoyed being interviewed but there was something about Septimus that put him at ease. Frazer shrugged. "I like adventure and I want to explore a bit. America is nice but my family is all over the United States so I kind of want to make my own path around somewhere new."

"Solid answer as any," Septimus said with a smirk. "I think you'd do well here."

"Thanks," Frazer said with a smile. It was funny how much a little opening can help break the ice. Frazer leaned back against Septimus' arm and felt the muscle pushing against his back. In a way, it was like it was probing more answers out of him.

There was a pause between them, however. Frazer wondered if the bull really was flirting with him earlier. Maybe the cock ring is worn for a medical condition? No, definitely not. Maybe a heritage thing? Frazer shrugged the thought away. They were just relaxing now. There was no need to make it anything more.

"So, how about you? You seem well traveled," Frazer said. The heat was starting to work up the deer further and more sweat dripped down his muscular body and highlighted his already light fur. It dripped down Frazer's calves and rolled over his ankles. There was no way he could ignore the heat. His heart thumped slowly in his chest and laxly carried blood throughout his resting body.

"My family runs a bull breeding operation in Texas and have done well there. It was where I met my ex-wife and who I had my first son with. It was nice but I wanted to come back home too," Septimus said. "Texas is where I got this beauty."

Septimus cupped his balls and it was clear he was pointing out his cock ring. Frazer nodded towards it. "Yeah and it is a damn fine piece if I do say so myself."

Frazer made sure to add a little tone to his voice. He could not keep to himself that Septimus had both a nice cock ring and a very good set of balls.

"Heh, thank you," Septimus said with a smile. He padded his balls lightly. "Got a lot of work out of it."

Frazer wanted to say something on top of that but caught himself and Septimus had that glimmer in his eyes again. "Awwww, come on now. You popped such a boner when you were lifting that I can't help but tease ya a bit, stud."

Frazer blushed but chuckled. "Yeah. It was a nice v-view...from below."

The two were quiet again. Septimus brought his arm down to wrap it around the buck and rub his shoulder. It was a nice gesture. Protective in a way. Frazer leaned more into it. He was close to Septimus' pits now and Septimus was looking down at him in a fatherly way.

"So, I read over your profile. You have most of your experience in the back line so that means I got some plans for you when we are out on the field for practice. You and I are going to work on your sprints," Septimus said.

Frazer blinked. The hand on his shoulder squeezed possessively. "Yeah, that sounds fine to me."

"Good," Septimus replied simply. "I don't like to mix in sports stuff when we should be relaxing after a nice workout but I thought I would let ya know to prepare you."

The hand on the buck's shoulder started to reach down and lightly pinch and tug at Frazer's nipple. The buck gave a tiny gasp as his nub was played with. The finger hooked in the ring of it and pulled lightly and Frazer's legs shook in the seated position.

"I also think we should work on cardio," Septimus said with a grin. "And I have heard that you and Jules talked about some less orthodox ways of doing cardio."

Frazer paused. That mouse...how was he connected to the coach?

"I talked to him before when I was in America because he was exploring different teams but...mmmmf...I thought he was a recruiter?" Frazer grunted as his nipple ring was teasingly pulled again.

"Oh he is but he is also my son and I's little helper," Septimus smirked. "He helps around the field and helps new guys figure out their place on the team."

Septimus gave another quick tug of Frazer's sensitive nipple which caused the buck's towel to tent. "Like you, he's very intuitive. He told me you were into daddy types."

"H-how do you...."

Septimus smiled. "He found your profile on one of the gay hookup apps. It was cute how flustered he was about it. So..."

The bull pulled the buck close against his chest. His huge arms practically engulfed Frazer's head and the bull's huge mitt practically patted the buck's shoulder. Frazer could hear the thump of Septimus' heart and his head rose and fell on Septimus' chest.

"I will forget about the boner you had while lifting weights, I'll treat you like a professional rugby player, and we will pretend this never happened."

Frazer's heart kept pounding in his chest. It was so wrong but...would he ever get another chance?

"Or....?" Frazer asked.

Septimus smiled. "Or you come over for dinner at my place, we have a nice night, and then we see where things go. How's that sound?"

"Like a date?" Frazer asked.

"Yeah. I like that," Septimus said with a smile. "You are awfully cute and I would love to see what other sounds you make when I play with these nipples."

Frazer chuckled but then gave another groan when Septimus gave one of his nipples a tug. "I like the idea of having at least a date."

Septimus nodded and was practically beaming from ear to ear. "That sounds lovely."

"Good. Should I get to your place at about six?"

"Eager huh?" Septimus joked. When Frazer blushed, the bull shook his head. "No need to be embarrassed. Yeah, six sounds perfect. You can give me your number and I'll text you the address tonight."

Frazer smiled at the pleasant exchange. The pressure that was weighing down on him was lifted. "Perfect."

Septimus smiled. "Good. You can stay the night at my place, too. I have a feeling we might drink some alcohol and I don't want ya near the wheel."

Frazer smirked. He knew exactly what "staying the night" would entail.

He gave Frazer's left nipple another tug which made the rugby buck shiver.

"F-fuck...that feels so good."

Septimus waited for a moment and Frazer realized he was waiting for a specific word. Something that signified his position.

"That feels really good...sir."

"That's a good buck."

There was a momentary pause with Septimus just flicking both of Frazer's nipples now. The buck was practically putty in the bull's hands now that he worked out some of the tension between them.

"Huh...you really are leaking. Are you more of a sub, Frazer?" Septimus asked with a smile as he got another long moan out of his newest player.

"N-not usually..." Frazer groaned as his nipples were tugged and a disgruntled Septimus looked back at him patiently.

The heat was rising in the sauna and Frazer couldn't think straight. The more Septimus played with his nubs then the more he fell into this strange rut he was feeling. Not only was the humidity increasing but there was also a tantalizing musk also beginning to make its way around the sauna. Frazer's eyes looked over to see Septimus' cock was hard and throbbing. The cock ring only brought out the hard member further and it leaked clear pre which rolled down the shaft and over Septimus' balls.

It was so wrong for a student to be lusting after their coach but Frazer was smitten. Although any professional board would frown upon their relationship, there wasn't any technical rules against it. The taboo of it was somewhat appealing for the naughty rugby player.

"Sir," Frazer quickly added. "Not usually..."

"Good boy," Septimus' cooed and Frazer's little diamond tail stood up at attention. "I can help ease you into a sub position if you'd like."

Septimus reached down to cup Frazer's right buttcheek and he leaned into the touch as Septimus took a large palm full of prime venison. There was something so nice about letting go. Usually, Frazer had to take control but now he could just relax and let his daddy coach do what he wanted.

A thought crossed Frazer's mind. Perhaps it was the heat or maybe it was the fact that his cock wasn't going down any time soon but Frazer looked up at the bull who was playing with his body. Frazer locked eyes with his gorgeous, dominant coach and cleared his throat. He knew what he was about to ask could get shot down completely but there was nothing wrong with asking.

"I...wouldn't be opposed to doing something in here."

Septimus paused but it didn't take long for a mischievous smile to cross his lips. "Oh really? You are a naughty buck."

The reaction genuinely surprised Frazer.

Septimus descended upon Frazer now. His bulk was practically covering Frazer's whole body and Frazer's mouth was close enough to Septimus' own that they were breathing on one another's lips. Frazer could smell the bull's breath. He must have had something to smoke before but it wasn't cheap or off-putting like cigarettes. It smelled more inviting and richer than a cigarette. Like a cigar.

"Before we do anything, what are you not okay with?" Septimus asked with a note of concern in his voice.

Frazer's mind was in so much euphoria that he wanted to reply that the concerned coach could do anything and everything to him that he wanted but Frazer took some time to think.

"We can see where it goes. I'm not too experienced with being...on bottom."

Septimus smiled. "Sure. Let's just take it slow then."

Septimus traced his fingers along Frazer's abs. They followed up along his chest and right over one of the nipples he pinched just moments before. It tickled along Frazer's neck and up to the deer's cheek. Septimus opened his hand and cupped Frazer's right cheek with a gentle caress.

Time felt like it grinded to a halt when they locked their eyes together. The two stared for a long moment. It felt like the environment and steam all faded into the background and it was just them. Septimus was the first to initiate the kiss. The coach moved forward and locked lips with his inexperienced player and his hands continued to flick Frazer's nipples. The buck squirmed in the kiss and wrapped his arms around Septimus' neck. Their lips smacked together as they made out passionately within the "privacy" of the steam room. Frazer hoped that people in the locker room wouldn't be able to hear their moans or their shuffling as they kissed. Septimus' hands started to explore more vigorously and with excitement. The gentle approach from before was still there but giving away to something rawer and more primal.

Septimus knew what he was squeezing too and how to add just enough force where the pain transitions to pleasure. His mitts explored around the buck's prime and pumped muscles. The stag's pecs were still tense and heavy from the workout and Septimus gave each of the nipples another approving pinch before they rubbed up and around to Frazer's arms.

"Flex for me, bud," Septimus huffed as his hands roved across his lover's arms.

"Yes sir," Frazer said and brought his arms out. The muscle was still pumped due to the workout and the bicep popped. Septimus wrapped his hand around the muscle and gave it an appraising squeeze.

"Such a huge body. You'll do well with these in a ruck," Septimus growled and then brought his hands to Frazer's abs. He rubbed across them. There was a layer of fat just above the abs but it wasn't thick enough to prevent the muscle underneath from being hidden.

"Man, we could make you a forward as well," Septimus huffed. His hand rubbed across them with as much care as he took with Frazer's arms.

The stag was in heaven as he was felt up. He had never been worshiped before and Septimus was giving him a proper introduction. Frazer's ears were low in submission. His body was responding appropriately, though. He still had the towel wrapped around his waist but the tie was faltering from the position he was in. Septimus' gave an eye wiggle and gripped his own towel.

"How about you give me a feel up next, stud?" Septimus said with a rumble to his voice. Frazer's heart nearly leapt up into his stomach when his fingers came up to the towel to grip the top of it. He gave it a pull and with a whoosh, the towel was removed and Septimus' huge cock and balls wobbled right in front of the spell bound buck. It was just as marvelous as it was before. Two full, round balls that were accented by a nice hard uncut cock. This time though, the musk that was drifting around the sauna hit Frazer's nose. It was a post-workout musk that practically penetrated his consciousness and manipulated his mind. The smell was otherworldly and the heat of the sauna only helped bring it out.

Septimus smiled. "Come on. Don't be shy. Worship your coach."

Septimus posed himself in a way that his left foot was propped up on the bench while his right stayed on the same level. With one foot propped up, Septimus flexed for Frazer in a way that made everything available to the hungry stag's eyes. Course, the cocky bull had plenty to show off so Frazer's hands would have plenty to work over.

Frazer's cock jumped hard enough in his towel that it slid off and crumpled on the floor. Septimus whistled.

"Looks like you are packing, too," Septimus chuckled. "And the towel couldn't handle you."

Frazer's cock was ample sized but nothing compared to the hog that Septimus had. The bull truly was from Texas. He was a proper breeding bull. Frazer leaned up. He had to make sure to get a proper position to fully take in the bull officially. Frazer's hands started on Septimus' arms. The huge stud knew right where his lover was going and simply flexed harder. His muscles pumped much like Frazer's and his body had a nice sheen of sweat. Droplets of it dripped onto Frazer's face and rolled down his body. The musk of it mixed with his own and added an earthy scent in the whole room. If anyone walked in, they would be able to smell the two's arousal before seeing the culprits tangled in one another's embrace.

Frazer was in heaven as he explored his coach's firm arms. He wondered about all the hours Septimus must have spent working on his arms. How much exhaustion the bull felt after he hit the gym again and again. It was a stunning display of work and toil. There was nothing more electrifying for Frazer to actually be able to feel it up.

Septimus continued flexing. "Enjoy me as much as you want."

Frazer focused on Septimus' arms for a while. The way they curved and bulged at just the right areas felt so nice to the pent up deer but his wandering hands started to move inward. They moved across Septimus' collar and felt the strength packed in before getting to the bull's thick pecs. Septimus' smiled as Frazer ran his hands across the ballooned muscle.

"Mmmm, you picked a good spot there, stud."

The buck gave a groan in agreement. His hands squeezed each pec and Septimus bounced them for his little drooling rugger. Frazer watched with a bit of amusement as the muscle worked and danced. His eyes looked up at Septimus to see him grinning ear to ear.

"I've worked on these since my youth. The fact you are getting a handful now must mean that you can fully appreciate that."

Frazer nodded. "Yes sir. Your body is really nice."

The buck knew that the word he used wouldn't quite cut it. Nice was putting it lightly. Septimus was a beast. From top to bottom, he was built for either manual labor, contact sports, or breeding. Frazer knew which one of those three properties he wanted at that moment.

"Why don't you tell me what else you like about it?" Septimus said with that familiar twinkle in his eyes.

Frazer took a breath. His legs were shaking as he stood up and leaned forward until his mouth was right up to Septimus' own. The two were panting together. Their warm breaths mixed together in the already humid sauna. Frazer still rubbed and squeezed Septimus' pecs but it was only for a moment before his hands started to go lower. He rubbed them across the bull's belly which still had muscle underneath. Septimus took a long breath and Frazer could passively feel his hands rise up and then back down again like a bobbing lure in an ocean.

Then Frazer moved lower until his hand was just above the base of Septimus' cock. He wiggled his hips as if telling Frazer to continue. Frazer gulped and brought his hands down onto the uncut member. The star struck player took note of how thick it was. It filled out his hand and throbbed in time with Septimus' heartbeat. Frazer marveled at how large and full it felt and gasped when it throbbed in his hand and swelled. His admiration only grew when he felt up the bull's balls.

Round, full, and warm. The orbs flopped over both of his palms and Frazer shivered. He rolled them in his hands. He felt their weight in his palm and how warm they were. The cock ring that brought out Septimus' cock and the water that caught on the golden metal only brought them out even more with Septimus' contrasting black fur color. The bull's massive cock wobbled two and fro just above the large pair of orbs.

"I can practically see you drooling over me," Septimus cooed and reached down to rub Frazer's right cheek. He did so gently and used his thumb to rub across the surface. Frazer closed his eyes and leaned into the touch and Septimus smiled.

"What's your favorite part about me?" Septimus asked.

"All of it," Frazer answered back almost robotically. His eyes fluttered when he opened them. It felt like a dream. The fact that a coach of a popular rugby team was actively flirting with him was unreal.

Septimus smirked. "Well, I noticed you spent a lot of time on my pecs. Wanna feel them around your cock?"

Frazer was taken aback by the question. In fact, it took him a moment to find his words. "Uhhhh...."

Septimus chuckled and moved to a kneeling position. His large form was on a bench just below Frazer. He leaned forward so the two mounds of muscle and sinew were right at crotch level and his handsome face looked right up at the deer with an almost teasing look.

"Come on. Stick your dick between 'em," Septimus taunted. The handsome smile he had on only egged the buck on more. Frazer looked down at his cock and gulped. He was hard and leaking. His body felt as if it was on fire. Sweat was streaking down over his muscles and he could smell the musk released in the environment. It filled his nose and only pushed him to explore a little more.

"F-fuck. You are so hot. I wanna try," Frazer said and grabbed the base of his cock. He brought his ass forward so he was on the edge of the bench and Septimus was elated. He grabbed his pecs and was happy Frazer was interested in trying something new. Septimus gave an approving rumble when the large member was placed in the valley between his two pecs. The weight of it was nice to Septimus and the round balls that Frazer had flopped down on the lower part of his chest and top of his abs.

"That's a good boy. Make sure to fuck your daddy coach's pecs real nice."

Frazer gulped. He was still getting used to Septimus talking to him like that. Usually, he was the dominant one in control of the situation but now he had a massive beefcake of a man taking control and telling him things that would make anyone blush. But instead, he was into it. He wanted Septimus more than anything. He lined up and rolled his hips forward.

Immediately, his member was wrapped in the warmth of the soft fur. It was like a blanket. Then, when Septimus flexed, everything tightened. Frazer gasped as the muscle enveloped his cock in a tight sleeve. It functioned like the fleshlight he had back at home and Septimus reached out with his tongue to teasingly lick across the head of Frazer's maleness. A spot of pre leaked out of Frazer's member which Septimus gulped down hungrily.

"Damn. So messy. That will make a fine lube. Now, fuck daddy's pecs," Septimus growled.

Frazer could hardly contain himself. The way the hard muscle practically wrapped around his cock and the smiling bull egging him on only made him grow even harder between the firm pecs that flanked his member. Frazer was a hot and panting mess as he flexed his pelvic floor to bring his hips up along the soft fur. The fur caressed his shaft and the pre Frazer left as a trail added a slick runway for when the buck brought his hips back down again. With each full movement, Septimus had his thick tongue out and licked across the buck's member head with each thrust upward that Frazer made. If Frazer thrusted hard enough, some of his cock would get pushed right into Septimus' awaiting muzzle which wrapped around his shaft in blissful warmth.

"F-fuck. I'm not going to last long," Frazer said.

Septimus took that as his cue. His hands moved. Each one was placed on the buck's hips. The pre was starting to work its magic and make the pec fucking a slick journey. The buck's rump flexed with each gyration and his balls rubbed across the muscle as he went. Septimus was simply smiling which turned into a low, approving moo when he got more and more of Frazer's cock into his mouth. His warm breath tickled the buck's head and only continued to slicken the buck's shaft.

"Oooh. That's a good boy. Go ahead and cum in coach's mouth," Septimus commanded when Frazer paused.

Frazer shivered. The dominant attitude that Septimus had told Frazer that he would not necessarily have a choice in the matter. He didn't care, though. He was happy to be commanded by such a hunky bull. He knew he was at Septimus' mercy later that night but he didn't know he would be pec fucking in the middle of a public sauna. It was the kinkiness of fucking in public that gave their intimacy an extra edge.

"O-oh God. You feel so good, sir," Frazer moaned out.

Septimus smiled and his hands moved to his pecs to squeeze them together. Frazer openly gasped as they closed around his cock. It was like a slick fleshlight now. Each pass gave more of the softness of the fur, the firmness of the muscle, and the welcoming suckle from Septimus' mouth. Frazer's eyes threatened to roll back in his head as his climax started in his balls and exploded up along his spine.

His nerves started to sing. Frazer could hardly stop shaking as his initial euphoria crashed over him. He tried to warn Septimus but it was already too late. He thrusted up, relatively hard, and Septimus chuckled right before the cock went straight up into his mouth. Frazer's body was completely on edge. The orgasm forced Frazer into a pose where his lower back and ass were up and locked into place. Frazer's tail flicked upward. His breaths started to increase in frequency and his body began to heat up. The sauna only increased the intensity of it as Frazer's body temperature sky rocketed as he got right up to the edge.

"Oh God....Coach....I'm gonna...."

Septimus didn't move his muzzle away from the cock stuffed down his throat. The last thing Frazer could see was Septimus' challenging gaze as if telling the buck to go for it. Frazer could not help himself from moaning and pushed as much of his cock as he could into Septimus' muzzle and let loose.

Septimus' could feel shot after shot of warm, hot cum hit his tongue. It was thick and a creamy white. It was clear Frazer had little to no time to actually get off while he was in Australia. The twitching from the stag made Septimus' own member throb between his legs. Watching his newest player shoot his load right into his mouth and over his thick tongue turned him on so much that Septimus' had to use all of his mental fortitude not to touch himself and blow his own load all over the sauna bench.

Meanwhile, Frazer's balls were practically churning as they emptied. Each hot shot of cum accompanied another. One volley after another volley after another. It felt almost never ending. Septimus' only encouraged the buck by rubbing his waist and abs as if coaxing more out of his player like what any good coach would do. He wished he could tell the sexy buck to let go but he could hardly speak with most of his new player right in his muzzle.

"G-god...f-fuck," Frazer swore. Heat started to leave from his body as he came down from his high but he was still sweating and it was still so humid in the sauna. He felt like he was about to pass out but his body kept shooting. His cock throbbed and pulsed until every possible drop was shot out into the open bull's mouth. Then, unceremoniously, it was done. One last throb later and Frazer was spent. Septimus took his muzzle away from the slippery and dripping stag cock and reached a hand forward to stroke across it.

"Ahhhhhh. Thanks coach," Frazer breathed out one hot pant and relaxed. His butt came back down on the bench and he leaned back to sprawl out comfortably on the bench behind him. The afterglow started to rush through his body. The fact he just fucked his coach's pecs in a public sauna was still so unreal to him. Was every gay relationship like this one? No, definitely not. It was hotter. Literally, because the sauna's heat was still sinking into his bones.

"Fuck, I feel like I just got hit by a-"

Before Frazer could finish, two thick arms were placed on either side of Frazer's head. Septimus loomed over the buck. His chest expanded out with each breath and Frazer could only marvel at the magnificent muscles that were on display just above him. Sweat rolled off right onto the buck's own body and Frazer brought his hand down to rub it into his fur. For some reason, the smell between them was still just right. If anything, it was even more intense than before they started their rut.

The tufts of fur between Septimus' pecs were matted. The pre cum that had caught there had managed to create small tufts that made Septimus look even more animalistic than before. The bull's thick cock, still huge and hung, dangled just out of the buck's reach. The gold loop of the ring around it only helped highlight its length and girth.

Frazer's eyes moved up to meet Septimus' own. Then, they moved down to the bull's closed mouth. When they reached the closed mouth, Septimus gave a mischievous closed-mouth smile. The reason why Septimus' mouth was closed was lost on Frazer but soon he would find out why.

Septimus moved forward. His lips brushed against Frazer's own and the stag blushed. He couldn't help but press them softly against his coach's own. He had to thank him for the pec job after all. The kiss was soft and sweet. Their lips pushed together and smacked gently against one another. Then, Septimus took initiative. A tongue pushed right into the buck's mouth. Thick, muscular, and with intent. Next, waves of a thick, salty fluid. Frazer's eyes went wide. The salty mixture of spit and cum hit his tongue and his brain registered his load immediately.

Septimus' gave a rumble which was more of a chuckle and wrapped a hand possessively around Frazer's right antler. He did not pull Frazer forward or force him into the kiss but kept him right where he was like he was right there supporting the buck through this moment. The kiss was still tender but passion was like a crackling fire between the two. Frazer was too lost in the kiss that he gulped down some of the given load and Septimus stopped the kiss immediately.

His body shot back and he managed to say, "Don't swallow."

Frazer blushed and nodded.

Septimus smiled and stroked Frazer's right cheek before diving back in to kiss him. This time though, the gentleness was gone. It was only passion. Cum flowed right into the buck's mouth. Without swallowing, he got to feel how much cum he pumped into Septimus' mouth only moments before. He started to have to breathe out of his nose. The kiss involved took a large amount of breath concentration. However, he wanted to let Septimus know he was enjoying the contact. He held onto Septimus' flanks and stroke them to make sure to let Septimus know he was still enjoying it.

Septimus did push his tongue a little too far into Frazer's muzzle and got a gag in response. He paused and waited. Frazer did not quite get why the bull slowed his roll. After all, he was leaking all over the buck's naked body. But when he looked up to see Septimus' expression soften, he knew that the old coach really did care about his well-being. Frazer nodded and tapped the bull's hips to signal everything was okay.

Septimus continued. More tongue, more sloppy spit, and more sweat. Their bodies were dripping in it. Saliva and cum mixed together and ran down their chins. It was far from a clean affair and both of them were so into it that they hardly noticed. Finally, Septimus' mouth was mostly empty. He rubbed Frazer's chin and smiled.

"You look good with full cheeks," Septimus said with a flirty wink. He pointed down.

"Why don't you lay down, face me with that sexy mouth of yours, and let me fuck your muzzle?"

Frazer blushed at the lewd language but his body was hard just thinking about Septimus using him. The warm cum that filled his mouth a still washed over the sensitive nerves and flushed his cheeks red with heat. Frazer made his way down onto the bench. He laid his back on the relatively cool wood and his body faced the ceiling. Next, a large cock and two round balls eclipsed Frazer's vision. Along with a smirking bull.

"Open up, buck boy," Septimus said tauntingly as he grabbed the base of his cock and pushed it up against Frazer's lips. Frazer could feel the heat coming off of it already and it wasn't even in his mouth. The buck opened his muzzle and cum was already drooling out and over his nose.

Septimus brought his finger forward and wiped some of the cum that was coming out of Frazer's muzzle. He pushed it back into the stag's mouth and then slid his cock right on in. The sloppy sound of cum and spit being displaced echoed through the sauna and Septimus gave a pleased breath.

"Oh, now that feels good," Septimus said. Frazer's cheeks were already filled out even though Septimus was only halfway. It was the largest cock Frazer had ever taken in his mouth before. Frazer used his tongue across the underside and could taste the mixture of sweat and cum still sticking there. It was a mixture of wonderful male flavors. A nice essence of man that only someone like Septimus could produce after a hard workout.

Frazer moaned as Septimus rolled his hips and pushed more into his mouth.

"Make sure to breathe through your nose, bucky boy. But you can tap my thigh again at any point if you need some air."

More cum was displaced and rolled over Frazer's mouth. A few gagging sounds came out of the deer which made Septimus pause. Frazer gave a thumbs up which made Septimus chuckle and the coach kept going. The bull mooed nice and low as he went deeper and deeper. The warm, welcoming mouth of the buck was like dipping into velvet. Frazer licked across the hood of Septimus' uncut cock and even stuck it inside. The concentrated pheromones that were packed there danced on the buck's tongue. It wasn't unclean by any means but just a huge hit of endorphins. A pheromone rush that flooded Frazer's mind and took over his thoughts.

Septimus started to add more and more and Frazer had to keep up. Frazer's cheeks were widening and his jaw was already just a bit strained. Septimus had an innate understanding of the situation when the noises from Frazer were less pleasurable sounding and backed off. It was like a dance between the two. When Frazer was overwhelmed with the amount of male that Septimus was trying to shove down his muzzle, the bull would back off and when things were going smoothly, then Septimus would roll his hips and add more. As time passed, it was a dance that ended with Septimus fully hilted in wonderful heat and a tightness around his cock that threatened to milk him for all he was worth. Septimus' ass flexed as he bottomed out in Frazer's throat and eager player was rewarded with two huge, round balls right on his chin. The feeling of the two full, sweaty orbs right against his face was pleasing enough to Frazer but the smell of them up on his nose made his member pulse between his thighs.

"Fuck, you are so good at this. You are like my little toy. My fun, tight breeding toy," Septimus said with a proud smile.

If Frazer was able to respond, he would give Septimus a joking smile but instead his eyes were watering as Septimus explored his throat. Each push back into him only made more cum spurt out of Frazer's mouth and give a layer of cum to make the descent into the rugger's throat that much faster. He could only hold on for the ride.

Especially when Septimus started to speed up.

"Mmmm, I can't help but use you even more," Septimus said.

Septimus' hips started to work faster. Frazer was filled with cock over and over again. Balls slammed into his face and left a splatter of saliva and cum right on his face. Septimus was starting to lose himself to his own lust. The heat of the sauna mixed with the sloppy slurping sounds coming from the stag between his legs was getting him close. Septimus' bull balls churned as they slapped against the man servicing him.

"There isn't going to be much longer with this," Septimus groaned as he started to move his hips faster. More musk of a bull and buck in rut filled the sauna. It filled Septimus' lungs and fueled his carnal desires. There was hardly any resistance now. Septimus knew he had his new player right where he wanted them and that place was with his mouth around his cock.

"Here it comes. Gonna pump ya full," Septimus said with a grunt. The crescendo in his moans and pants would have told Frazer everything but the hard pulse that came from Septimus' cock was the next calling sign that the rugby player was about to be flooded.

Several hard pulses signaled the end of Septimus' skull fuck on the buck. Septimus thrusted into the buck's mouth and unleashed a torrent of cum right into his slut's stomach. It washed Frazer's tongue and throat in a sea of cum and filled his belly. Septimus pulled out of Frazer with a lewd grunt and continued to finish. Thick streams of jizz sprayed across Frazer's face. Septimus' balls continued to flex and churn as more cum sprayed across Frazer's beautiful abs and chest and then down onto his cock. Frazer's still hard member was coated in Septimus' essence which leaked onto the bench.

Both of the men were a hot and panting mess. The toil of their sex was written all over their bodies. Especially the cum puddles. Septimus scritched Frazer's cheek again. The buck leaned into the touch although he had a little bit of coughing to do after his throat was fucked so thoroughly.

"Sorry I went so hard on that mouth of yours," Septimus smirked. "But I'm all lubed up now if you wanna take me..."

Frazer looked up at Septimus with half-lidded eyes. The huge bull shaft that blocked the deer's field of view was enough to make him consider it. The cock dripped with sweat, spit, and cum. Septimus was lightly stroking it and pulled lightly on the hood of his dick when he made it to the tip. Then the hand made its descent back down again with a squelching that nodded to how wet the flesh was.

Frazer took long, deep breaths. The fact the bull was still horny and hard was testament to his breeding heritage. On the other hand, Frazer was still trying to gather his bearings. It had been about an hour or two since their initial meeting and they were already going at one another like rabid beasts.

Frazer leaned upward. His stomach was slightly distended from all the cum that was pumped into it but Frazer knew there would be more in his future. He was still painfully hard and his nervous system was in full swing. The heat of the sauna stuck to him and the cum that still coated his body. Frazer leaned back against the bench and spread his legs.

"I...wouldn't be opposed to feeling you in me," Frazer said with a lewd grin and lifted his legs. His cute diamond tail at the base of his spine framed the two glorious globes of muscle. Septimus brought a hand forward and gripped the prime buck beef with his meaty palm. He reeled his hand back and gave Frazer's left asscheek a rough slap. The harsh sound echoed throughout the sauna and Septimus smirked.

"Knew you would. Now then..."

The bull took two fingers and unceremoniously coated them in the cum that leaked off of his hooded cock. He gave himself another quick stroke and then brought the cum covered digits to his conquest's hole. There was no pomp and circumstance to it; just two fingers being slowly pushed against Frazer's entrance which finally found purchase inside when Frazer relaxed. The digits slid in easily and spread the pseudo lube around. The kink of it being the bull's fresh cum that he just shot all over Frazer wasn't lost to the deer who only spread his legs further. Septimus took his time slowly coated the outside of Frazer's entrance. When the push came once again the third time, Frazer was used to the size.

"You are cute when you whimper. I like you as my little pet," Septimus smiled and rubbed his abs to get one particularly large gathering of cum. He applied it onto Frazer's ass with the same precision as before. He used his thumb to rub it around the muscle of the hole and then pushed in. This time though, he added his third finger which made Frazer shiver.

There was a moment though when Septimus pushed in that his little toy gave a low moan. Something of an electric shock bolted through Frazer's body. It careened through each of his nerves and shot up to his brain and down to his dick. Mindlessly, Frazer grinded back and was rewarded by another shock of ecstasy.

"Oooooh. Sounds like I found your prostate," Septimus said. "Moan for daddy bull. Don't hold back now."

The attitude coming from Septimus was one of a parental figure teaching their son how to do a particular activity. It was as if he was truly a dad. Even his voice was that low, controlled rumble that most dads developed over time.

"Yes sir," the buck breathed out, his nose ring wobbling, and the fingering continued. Septimus managed to fit a fourth finger in. It was pretty simple for him at that point. Frazer hardly noticed the change. It was just more delicious fullness on top of what was already there.

Then, Septimus had enough and wanted to move onto the main course. The bull pulled out of Frazer's now loosened and sloppy hole. Some cum managed to leak out of Frazer and dribble onto the bench below. The smell of it was only intensified by the sauna's heat. Frazer knew deep in his gut what was coming next.

Septimus smiled and grabbed the base of his glimmering cock. The sweat and cum had all done its work. It mixed together into the lewd tool that the coach would use for the initial penetration. Now, all the prep work was building up to a carnal desire and Septimus was more than happy to take his due.

"Alright. Take a deep breath and stay relaxed. Daddy bull is going in," Septimus said with a grunt and slapped his cock down onto Frazer's hole. The buck gave an initial hard breath in as the weight of the massive dick literally slapped down into the cleft between his cheeks. The length was intimidating enough but the girth was just as intense. Septimus gave a teasing thrust along his newest runway and grinned.

"That's it. Just sit back and enjoy my size," Septimus cooed and lined up his cock head. He rolled his hips. Frazer concentrated on his breathing as the large member pushed right up against his most intimate of areas.

Septimus took his time. He gauged Frazer's expression as he slowly eased into the buck. The head popped in and Frazer gave a hiss as there was an initial fullness but Septimus paused. The "lube" started to do its work and there was a slick squelch as Septimus resumed going in.

When Septimus was a fourth of the way in, Frazer let out a long, slutty moan. Every part of Septimus spread him open. If Frazer's lover happened to be over enthusiastic and did not work him open, the buck knew he would be hurting right now. More of the bull's cock spread him open and more of it pushed deeper inside.

"Damn. You are so tight for me," Septimus said to the mewling stag. He brought the fingers he slipped inside of Frazer's butt to loosen him up right up to the eager slut's mouth. "Open up for daddy now. Don't want anyone in the locker room to hear what we are up to."

Frazer could smell his musk lingering on Septimus' fingers. It was so vulgar but Frazer was too turned on and full of bull cock to care. He opened his mouth up and Frazer slipped two fingers inside. The taste was earthy with a mixture of sweat and cum mixing together into a distinct flavor of sex. Frazer sucked audibly on the digits and Septimus looked at Frazer like a proud father.

"Wow. Look at you go, bucky boy," Septimus cooed. "You'll make a very good locker room prize for me after every match."

Frazer gave a muffled moan in response. The stag was so lost in the pleasure of everything that he did not realize he was hilted on Septimus' maleness until the bull gave a grunt and pointed down at his crotch.

"Good boy. You've taken all of daddy. Now are you ready for the ride?" he said in that fantastic drawl of his.

Frazer clenched around the fullness that was lodged inside of him. It filled him all the way out and hit parts that he had no clue existed. Every single nerve inside of Frazer's body was screaming at Septimus to pound him into the sauna bench but the bull had other ideas. The fullness started to disappear and Septimus' started to roll his hips back. Like a tide rolling out to sea, Septimus kept pulling back until just the head was in. Frazer groaned around the fingers that worked their way across his tongue and the deer rugby player desperately tried to push his hips back to get Septimus flush against him again.

"No, no. Good players have to wait patiently," Septimus growled and he paused his movement.

Frazer whimpered and kept rolling his hips but the two fingers in his mouth simply worked their way in and out and played with the buck's soft tongue. The saliva that coated them was warm to the touch and Septimus hummed with content.

"I'm willing to just let you lay there right on my tip. How does that sound, pup?" Septimus teased.

Frazer shook his head. Septimus got the memo and paused.

"Oh? Do you want to be filled again?"

Frazer groaned.

"How bad?"

Frazer tried to say something but the words only came out as sputters of spit. Frazer had never let his arousal get to him as much as it was getting to him now. He needed Septimus inside him and to fill every part of him over and over. He wanted to scream out into the sauna as he was being used and let everyone know who he belonged to. He wanted Septimus to be his coach more than anything.

Frazer flicked his tail down in his position and was still as a board. He looked up at Septimus with the most convincing eyes he could conceive and the bull grinned.

"That's a good boy. Now, daddy isn't going to hold back anymore, okay? You tap my thigh if it gets to be too much," Septimus said and grabbed Frazer's wrist to lead him over to his thick, tree-trunk sized thighs for the third time. He placed the hand on the muscle there. Frazer rubbed it. It was familiar by now.

Although he was about to be absolutely wrecked, Frazer felt oddly secure. Septimus had such a parental tone about him that Frazer knew that if he wanted to, he could speak up and the massive bull would stop immediately and mediate the situation.

But right now, the only thing Frazer wanted was Septimus.

Septimus rolled his hips forward with enough force to make Frazer's breath hitch. There was a loud slap as his hips collided against Frazer's upturned ass and the deer was elated to have the delicious fullness return again. His spine tingled and his cock jumped when Septimus' balls flexed up against him and the bull smirked.

"So tight and warm. You feel so wonderful around me."

Septimus repeated the motion. The same gasp came out of the finger-muffled Frazer and Septimus could feel his player shiver beneath him. The bull could feel the buck squeeze around him and massage his member. Every part of Frazer fit him like a glove and he was more than happy to continue exploring what was offered.

Septimus continued to seesaw in and out. Over and over his balls would slap against Frazer and again he would quiver and beg for more. By the time Septimus picked up a steady pace, Frazer had already licked the bull's fingers clean. The funk of Frazer's ass was gone and replaced with just saliva.

Septimus leaned his body forward. His ass flexed and muscles worked as he pushed himself into the buck. Their bodies were close. So close now that droplets of sweat rolled off of the bull daddy's chest and belly and onto Frazer's fur. Septimus dislodged his fingers and wordlessly locked his lips against Frazer's own in a passionate kiss. Their lips smacking together only added to the sounds echoing through the small sauna and the rugby player turned bull breeding post gave small moans of approval as Septimus worked him open again and again.

Frazer brought his legs up and around the wide waist that was over him. Septimus' thrusts started to hurry. Septimus started to thrust with such force and need that Frazer's body would shake. Even Frazer's pecs bounced as Septimus claimed him.

The two broke the kiss which left a nearly screaming Frazer and a grunting Septimus. Their bodies were close enough now that each thrust from the coach left little to no room between them. Frazer gripped Septimus' back and felt each muscle ripple under his touch. His hands moved back to grope for Septimus' own rump. The coach's two mounds of muscle proved an area to grip on to and Frazer squeezed the globes with enthusiasm.

"F-fuck me, Septimus. Fill me, please!" Frazer begged out as Septimus started to move faster and faster.

"Oh yeah? You want daddy's load? Tell him how much again. Beg for it."

Frazer groaned. "Please give me your load, sir!"

"That's a good boy. I think you deserve....mmmph....a treat."

Septimus moved at a pace that made Frazer's legs squeeze around his top. He could only hold on.

By the time Septimus was reaching his peak, Frazer was crashing over his own. Frazer's body seized up. His cock flexed right up against Septimus' belly and the buck unleashed streaks of cum right between them. Septimus felt Frazer clench around him and nearly roared out. Septimus hilted as hard as he could in the buck and his balls flexed. Septimus' cock jumped within Frazer which only made the deer push out the rest of his pent up load. Septimus unleashed a torrent of warm, thick male essence straight up inside Frazer's guts. Frazer could feel it spread inside of him and the thought of what Septimus just did inside of him was kinky enough to make anyone squirm.

Septimus panted as he came down from his high but he was still hard as a rock within the buck. He pushed his forehead down against Frazer's own and held it there for a moment. The heat of the sauna sapped their energy even further. Warm, hot breaths of air were shared between the two and the deer felt an immense sense of fatigue.

Septimus kissed Frazer on the cheek and slowly started to get up off of him. Frazer felt the movement and adjusted himself accordingly. Septimus rubbed Frazer's cheek and then slowly started to pull out.

"I cannot believe I took all of that..." Frazer said with a huff.

Septimus smirked. "You were really relaxed. You must have enjoyed it all."

Frazer smiled. "Was it that evident?"

"Oh yeah."

There was a loud pop and Septimus pulled his member up and away. He stood up and Frazer noticed how much cum coated his shaft. Even the cock ring wasn't spared a nice helping of it. The buck grimaced.

"Sorry about your ring getting splattered with your load."

Septimus chuckled. "I wouldn't wear it if I was worried. Plus, it is metal so it washes easily. No need to worry."

The bull offered the exhausted buck a hand and Frazer took it. He was lifted up from his position and Septimus made sure to keep him upright.

"You feeling okay handsome?"

"Yeah, just a little tired. I think it's the heat."

Septimus nodded. "Yeah but you were a trooper. How about we take a nice, cold shower? After all, you got a date later this evening."

Frazer blinked and then suddenly it all came back to him.

"Heh, yeah!"

"You still wanna go?"

Frazer looked over at Septimus. They had already begun walking out of the sauna and into the bright light of the locker room but Frazer could see Septimus' charming features. There was a tinge of worry in the older bull's handsome face.

Frazer smiled. "I wouldn't want to miss out on a hunk like you cooking for me."

Septimus beamed. "Well, that's just good to hear." Then, his face turned quite serious.

"But you know, you are going to have to do more than kiss the cook when it is all over, pup."

Frazer's heart skipped in his chest and his thoughts drifted to Septimus pounding him while still in a apron with a funny dad saying in the front.

"I would love nothing more."

"Then let's get this going. Time to shower down, stud."

Septimus leaned over to give Frazer a kiss on the lips which the delighted buck took with gusto. The firm slap to his ass he took with just as much enthusiasm.