Ethan in the Locker Room
_Toonces, the Driving Cat, the Cat Who Could Drive a Car
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Ethan's first day at the gym was going pretty well so far.
He was sandwiched between the wall and a large, black Doberman. The ferret's face only reached the dog's chest, which was barely concealed by a stretched and sweaty wife beater that didn't even cover the dog's wide black nipples. The ferret attacked the wide discs ravenously, licked and sucked them wide discs between his lips, and nibbled gently at the tip. The ferret switched between the two nipples, craning his neck to each one, and stopping between each one to lick the sweat above the collar of the wife beater. The dog grew tired of his meager covering and tore it off, exposing a brawny, ripped chest.
The dog's body was covered by a thin film of sweat from the morning workout, and the masculine musk filled Ethan's lungs and egged him on as he licked and sucked the salty sweat out of the short, jet black fur, two brown spots above each pec. The dog smiled a wide, sly smile, his tongue lolling out of his muzzle in a devious sort of way. He glimpsed down to the ferret's thin body, wearing nothing but a tight, bulging thong. It matched the dog's thong, whose was tighter and bulged much more so, the sheath swollen and the giant balls prominent as oranges in a gym sock. The thong was packed so tight it had pulled away from his body slightly, giving anyone who cared to look a peek at what was inside. It threatened to snap off and kill a bystander at any moment.
Tree trunks and steel bars came to mind when you saw the dog dwarfing the tiny ferret he had pinned to the wall, gorging himself on nipples and sweat. Each muscle on the Doberman stood out, was well defined and hulking, from his washboard abs to the thick, hard lumps of solid rock on his ass, in plain view with nothing but the floss of the thong between the cheeks. He clutched the ferret in his meaty paws and laid him down on a bench, pulling the ferret's thong off with a quick flick and burying his tongue between the small cheeks. The ferret clawed at the wood of the bench, bracing himself against the slick, powerful tongue probing his small ass. Reaching under the ferret, he grabbed the limp cock in his paw and fondled it, rolling it between his sausage fingers, which alone were nearly as girthy as the ferret's prick. The dog continued to slurp at the ferret's ass, spit rolling down his crack and dripping from his balls onto the bench.
Ethan writhed in effervescent bliss, his moans soaked in passion, catching in his throat at times, then spilling out in frantic gasps like an unkinked hose. He clutched the bench tightly, pressing his back into the Doberman's muzzle, his tail swaying joyfully back and forth. His tongue lolled out and he panted, lightheaded from the constant moans. It hadn't exactly been what he'd hoped for when, only a few minutes ago, he had approached the foreboding doberman in the gym. Ethan had kept at least one room's length between him and the Doberman since he first saw him and was immediately and completely intimidated by the massive ripped body and unabashedly cocky attitude. The closest he had come to him was to sneak outside and look in from a window at the doberman's well-packed workout thong, which Ethan knew and the Doberman knew and everyone knew only served one real purpose. Ethan had finally approached the doberman when he had finally gained the confidence. And when I say "gained the confidence," I mean was told by the Doberman to "Get that tiny little ass over here and feel Papa's muscles."
The Doberman flipped the ferret over and continued to jerk and suck, curling his tongue against the ferret's prostate and squeezing his dick firm in his paw. The Doberman had noticed the small ferret early on in his workout, watching the clumsy wannabe weightlifter play with the machinery as if he knew how to use it. Still, the sumptuous small body had flooded his mind, oofing in invisible desire as it bent and stretched over the equipment, keeping his desires secret behind his stone-faced grimace and jocular attitude. Soon, he had decided he had to bring that ferret over to him and turn on them charm and take him into the locker room. Not just as an act of lust, but an act of preservation. He meant to scare the ferret away from any workout equipment that might damage the perfectly fine details of the ferret's lithe body.
Enough backstory. More fuckin'.
The ferret's balls rested on the dog's nose, bouncing as he dog's paw stroked furiously, building the ferret suddenly to a screaming, panting orgasm, who shot gobs of cum over his own stomach, one powerful burst even striking him in the muzzle.
The ferret was splayed out on the bench, panting and trying to catch his breath. The dog grabbed him by the shoulders, lifted him up, and moved him into the showers. He pressed the ferret face first against the wall, the dog's stiff member bulging out of the tight thong. The knot was already partially swollen, and the girthy dick was slick and wet. He put the tip between the ferret's cheeks and sunk the thick meat into the tight ass with a shrill shriek from ferret's throat. The long, wide cock spread the ferret's small pucker open, which strained to let the giant johnson in.
The dog grabbed the ferret's waist and pulled it into his thrusts. He leaned forward and kept the ferret pinned with his chest, his feet dangling off the ground to make up for the considerable size difference, though he wouldn't have gone anywhere if he could. He was enjoying the thick dog meet wedged far in his intestines, prying his body open and making him shake and quiver with each sensation. He realized now why the dog had jerked him off first, as every nerve in his body was on edge and extra sensitive. His dick was already stiff again and leaking pre in a stream that ran down the shower wall.
The dog's thick knot pressed against the ferret's ass with each powerful thrust. Ethan tried to lean into it but was held immobile by the buff dog, who had his own plans for when the small ferret would take it. It swelled a little with each thrush, growing to the size of a blood-filled orange. The dog changed positions, putting the ferret on the floor. He grabbed the ferret's legs and held them down against the tile, leaving the ferret's ass high in the air, perfect for hard, fast fucking. The ferret moaned loudly, the echoes bouncing off the shower walls and coming back louder, surrounding the ferret with his own impassioned gasps.
The dog's knot had swollen now, a thick mass of tissue and blood that teased the ferret with each thrust. The dog did not let up, continuing the jackhammer the ferret's ass with vigor. The ferret's stiff cock bounced against his stomach, and constantly throbbed as if to cum, though the ferret rarely could cum without being jerked off. He felt on edge, though, as if any moment he might explode, though without a paw on his cock he couldn't achieve a final release.
The dog switched positions again now, standing up and holding the ferret in his outstretched arms. He didn't prop the ferret against anything, he simply held him under the arms, pulling him into each powerful thrust. Ethan's legs wrapped around the dog's waist. The dog pulled the ferret down hard on his cock and the ungodly think melon of a knot sunk hard into the ferret's cheeks. The ferret unleashed a loud scream that melted slowly into a low moan, his eyes shut tight, feeling the whole of the canine's member locked inside him by the knot. This was too much for him to bear, and with convulsions of absolute pleasure his dick shot streams of cum, which sprayed everywhere as it bounced haphazardly with the dog's short, forceful thrusts. The dog joined him, growling low as he shut his eyes tight, first trying to hold back the deluge of cum, then shouting loudly as he gave in and filled the ferret's inside with his jizz.
The ferret panted and huffed, searching for air, though the dog only stood with a relieved look spread across his muzzle. He wrapped his arms around the ferret's body, almost shrouding him in the monstrous muscles of his arms. He waited for his knot to drain and become small enough to pull out, and with that he laid the ferret back down on a bench, quickly washed up, dropped his black thong on the tired heap of ferret as a souvenir, and left for home wrapped in only a towel.