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Locker Room Antics

Devin squirmed around, trying to get a decent view out of the slats of the locker he'd been stuffed in. The European badger's hands were cuffed behind his back, pressed between his glutes and the metal lining of the locker. It was a rather tight squeeze - Devin was a pretty big fellow, just like the beefy muscle bound german shepherd that had shoved him in there. Struggling wouldn't be of much use, even if he was feeling uncomfortable - the gym was empty minus Andy (the dog) and his crocodile friend, both of whom were buddy-buddy enough with the shift manager to let them do...whatever this was.

And Devin had gotten up to some funny stuff in private, but never in public. Sure it was nearing midnight, but what if someone else came in, heard him shuffling around in there? He could only stay so quiet, wiggling around his big frame to prevent any cramps. The badger was entirely nude, not that anyone could see or know but himself - the only things adorning him were a set of metal handcuffs, a chastity cage that kept his dick soft and pressed to his groin, and a pair of musky underwear stuffed in his maw, clamped shut with a belt. It came from the dog, who claimed he had a long, tiring day at work. The sweat of those briefs backed him up - that meathead worked in construction, so he could only imagine how much perspiration had been poured into them.

Not that he could ever know now that they were just as soaked with his drool. The badger was starting to sweat himself, the locker getting pretty hot. He whined quietly. How long were they gonna keep him in here? He couldn't see any clocks and had no way of knowing what time it was - usually their workout sessions lasted an hour and a half - would he be fine for that long? Was someone gonna check up on him?

He was left to his own devices, only allowed to imagine what was to come. He'd been locked for two weeks, which was the longest his german shepherd boyfriend had ever had him go without release. Andy - that was the german shepherd - told him he had a surprise for him at the gym. That was before he found out he'd be stripped and bullied into his current predicament. The badger could only hope that the surprise was being able to blow his load.

Wait - what was that? A door opened. Someone was stepping into the locker room. Would he be able to see them out of the slats...?

Oh, it was the night manager. A lean, toned fruit bat wearing nothing but athletic shorts and shoes. He could see the figure stop in the middle of the room - what was he doing?

"Alright, which one of these lockers has the badger in it?" Devin's eyes widened. They weren't in trouble, right? Alan would've come and taken him out - right? The bat looks around, scanning the room. He puts his hands on his hips.

"I'm tryna make sure you aren't dead in there. Just make a noise or something, please?" The badger wants to disappear. He's seen the bat behind the counter, cleaning off equipment or working out himself twice a week for ages. Now he has to see the badger like this?

"Mmph, mmph!" He can see the bat turn toward him through the slats. He grunts again as the bat tries to hone in on the locker the grunts are coming from.

"Alright buddy, slow your roll..." He watches the bat walk over to his locker, peering inside for a second before undoing the lock. The door swings open and the badger instinctively goes to takes a step forward, but the bat places a hand on his chest.

Devin groans, just wanting to leave what was slowly becoming a makeshift furnace. He looks down at the bat who's got a rather stern look on his face.

"You feeling dehydrated?" Not really - Andy made me drink a bunch of water in the car. The badger shakes his head side to side.

"How bout the muscles? Too sore?" I've been in more stressful positions than this for longer - but how much longer is this one? His head moves side to side again - he'll probably be fine.

"Good, good!" The bat's hand moves down his chest, reaching out with both to feel the fur around his hips. The bat presses himself a little closer to the badger, Devin's eyes pleading with him to give him something, anything - he feels his cock strain in its prison.

Those hands slide a little further down as the bat gets on one knee - one hand grabs his balls and gives them a gentle squeeze.

"Ready for this to come off?" He flicks the short cage that kept his dick soft - it's stuffed with his badger cock, no room for a hint of an erection. At this question, the badger nods enthusiastically. He can't see the bat down there, but he hopes, because it's been two whole weeks since he's had any kind of action -

"Well, that's not for me to decide. But I bet your friends out there'll be done soon..." The bat trails off, and Devin lets out a muffled yelp as he feels a nose on his balls. The bat didn't mind the sweat at all - he probably reveled in it, just as Alan did. He leans his head back against the locker, trying not to go insane. One hand gripped at his rump, the other wrapped around his leg.

All Devin can do is whimper as the bat enjoys the musk of badger balls. It doesn't last long enough. Eventually the bat gets back up, and instead of a stern look, a devious smile is stretched across his face.

"Delicious. Sure it wouldn't hurt for you to stew a little bit longer." His smile widens as the locker door closes shut. The badger hears him relock it, and he whines - he was at a complete loss for control.

"See ya in a bit I'm sure, badger."

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Devin had started to nod off when he heard the lock jostled around. It woke him right up - he could see brown fur through the slats - Alan had come to release him from his impromptu sauna, thank goodness. This time when the locker opens up, he's face to face with the muzzle of the dog. He has no room to take a step. One paw caresses his chin, then unstraps the belt from around his jaw. Devin instinctively pushes the drool-soaked underwear out of his mouth and it falls to the floor. Alan wears the same stern face the bat had earlier.

"Did you like the taste of your master, cub?"

"Yes, sir!" His voice is a little ragged from it hurting to talk - it was a long time to have something in your mouth. The canine stepped backward, and he could see the hulking crocodile standing a few feet behind him as well. He had seen him once or twice here before - he knew Alan had talked with him.

"Step on out, cub. Let us see you."

Devin does just that, his paws hitting the cool tile. He's exposed fully now, his frame on full display for Sir and his friend. Devin worked out just as much as Alan, and had a bit more weight on him too - a gorgeous pair of pecs rested above a muscular gut. He had muscle, but some girth to him too. The canine on the other hand was all muscle, his six-pack glistening with sweat, his limbs all expertly toned. The alligator, of which he didn't know the name of, was a larger version of Devin - all bulk, wide and imposing. He was already nude, his throat to his crotch covered with tan scales and the rest a dark green. Like Sir, he was sweaty, and his scales glistened in the light of the room. A girthy cock poked out between his slit.

"Now turn around, cub." He does as he's told - he hears footsteps, then a scaly hand grip his rear. He remembers the bat doing it - this hand was like, twice as big.

"Plump. You've got a good one, Al." The other hand grips his cuffed arm and pulls him in close - he feels the croc's semi pressed up against his ass.

"I sure do. And he's all yours." The voyeuristic dog grins.

All his...I'll please him as best I can, sir! The canine had a thing for watching other people use his 'property', so to speak - he hopes the croc can unlock the cage. He hopes anyone unlocks the cage.

The next couple minutes is a blur - he's unhandcuffed and then re-handcuffed to the bench, bent over the end of it, ass presenting to his sir. At some point the bat has come back in - he catches him slip the croc a peck on the cheek. They know each other well.

"Cub, you've been very good these past two weeks. I'm gonna unlock you now, alright? I would warn you not to touch yourself but that's probably tricky cuffed to a bench anyways." He waits with bated breath, hearing the click of the cage's lock coming off. His dick flops free, an incredible feeling. It doesn't take long for it to thicken - just being free relieves the ache some. As it happens he feels a scaly pair of fingers slathering his hole with lube. Sir meets him face to face, his stony-faced facade cracking to give him a kiss.

He stands off to the side, and the lanky bat takes his place. He's got that grin he had on before, excited to have such a beefcake so prone before him. He straddles the bench and inches his crotch closer to the badger - he's already hard, and he can smell the desperation on the bat.

"Ready, Gav?" The croc is saying it to the bat, who nods. He feels something pressing against his hole and opens his mouth to huff, only to end up with the head of the bat's dick in his maw. He tastes it, trying to hold his composure as the crocodile continues to push at his rear. He'd taken some big ones before, but the croc was pretty damn girthy and it was gonna take a moment for the size to become bearable.

In the meantime he focuses on the cock in his maw - the bat keeps scooting forward, one hand ruffling the badgers headfur.

"What a good badger. You must love all these sweaty men having their way with you, yeah?" Devin grunted, tongue tasting the salty rod jammed in his mouth. He did, and it'd been too long since the last time he was used like this. The croc was all the way in now, crotch up against his rear.

"Look at 'im, he's already hard, haha! He needs this." The croc begins a slow but steady rhythm, each thrust leading Devin to end up with a faceful of bat crotch. Paws grip at his back and scratch at his neck and shoulders, the bat and croc working themselves wordlessly toward a climax.

"Hope your jaw's good after salivating over your master's underwear for so long, cub," the bat jibs. It's actually pretty sore, but worth the scene unfolding before him. He huffs air out of his nose in response.

"Well you're doing a great job, badger-" The bat's voice goes up an octave for a moment as the warm maw teases him, the underside of his dick getting a very satisfying tongue bath. The croc chuckles from behind Devin.

"Haha, you certainly are!" The big reptile's leaning over him now, he can feel a stomach pressing against his back. The thrusts are getting faster - the two men are leaning over him together now. He can't see it well, but they share a kiss - it's quick but passionate, and he hears a primal growl from the crocodile rumble through both their frames. The kiss must inspire the croc, because he's pounding away at Devin's rear now, and he can really feel it - flashes, pangs of pleasure make themselves known. His dick is leaking like a faucet - the pleasure is spreading over him like a blanket. They continue like that for minutes, hands running over him, both his ends stuffed with cock.

At some point, the growls behind him grow louder and more ragged. "Gav, I'm gonna bust."

"I'm - hah, I'm close too," the bat is breathing heavily. It's hard for Devin to focus on anything, but his maw works on autopilot - knowing the cock in his mouth is close to release, he goes at it like a lollipop. The croc has one hand wrapped around him, the other holding himself steady.

They're gonna make out again, aren't they?

He's right - the croc leans in again, and he feels everything. A pair of hands squeezing his shoulders, the thick arm around his midsection, the cock in his mouth twitching. The bat comes first, and Devin keeps his nose pressed to Gavin's crotch. Ropes of seed coat his mouth, his throat - he coughs a little. It's hard not to. Glancing upward, he sees the bat still making out with the croc, the two of them leaning over him like he was just part of the bench.

The croc goes from slamming to quickly humping the badger's black and white ass, the one arm around him holding him close to his chest. Gavin pulls his dick out of the badgers maw, panting, watching the scene before him in his afterglow.

"Oh, fuck..." Devin's buttons had been pushed in the right spots, pleasure coming over him in waves. His hands could only grab at the pole beneath the bench as the crocodile leaned down further, grunting louder and louder. The bat pets the badger's cheek - it makes him moan. He feels so needy, his face flush and his dick twitching and throbbing constantly.

"Such a good toy, cub. You're taking that dick like a champ." As soon as the bat had praised him, he felt seed spilling inside - the crocodile roars, his legs shaking, the noise rumbling through him and the badger once more.

"Ahh! Fuck! Ahhhh..." Devin feels the grip around him loosen as rope after rope is pumped inside of him. Instead of clutching the badger, the croc is just putting all his weight on him. The badger has to stance himself to not fall over, feeling hot breath huffing on his neck.

"Made you an eclair." The bat's comment is pointed toward Andy who's got one paw on his dick and the other holding his phone to take a video.

"How was that, cub? You like being a dessert?" Devin nods his head, his face in a state of obvious bliss.

"Yes sir, thank you sir!" The canine leans in to give him another kiss.

Alan smirks. "I'm gonna remember this one for a while - I'm sure you will as well, cub." The croc still on top of Devin grunts and lifts himself up, pulling out of the badger at the same time. The *pop* is followed by a good bit of cum leaking out of Devin's ass. He groans.

"Hey, I better get a copy of that too." The bat pipes up, grabbing a towel and wiping himself clean. Andy reaches down and unlocks the handcuffs on the badger - he gets up, stretching his arms to rid them of the soreness. His boyfriend wraps one arm around him and nibbles at the back of his neck.

"Of course, of course. You're in the video, yeah?" He shoots the bat a wink. "Hey, you guys hungry? That Mediterranean place is open until two."

Devin had hardly reoriented himself. The badger was sweaty all over, sore, and reeked of sex - and immensely satisfied with how the night had turned out. A pita pocket didn't sound bad. "Let me take a shower first!"

06/23

Funkazan