{"sf1_id":33600,"sf2_id":"dmWJ09Ee","title":"The Shower","author":"anubus45","words":4021,"posted_at":"2007-09-29T06:33:00.000Z","tags":["Feline","Hyena","Jaguar","M/M","Oral","Shower","Wet"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/33600-the-shower","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/dmWJ09Ee","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/d6/ce/d6ceb7ce-8bc2-4b34-aafc-be4dbaaad90c","description":"","content":"Permission was granted to submit story.  \n  \n  \nTitle: \"The Shower\" (M/M Jaguar Heyena)  \nBy: Christopher Hortin (Chris, the Icicle Child) - Copyright me,  \nblah blah blah.  \nBegan: 12/27/01, First Draft Completed: 1/1/02, Last  \nRevised/Corrected: 1/3/02  \nE-mail: [[email\u0026nbsp;protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection) / ICQ #: 119645068 (Your  \ncomments, suggestions, and constructive criticism are always  \nwelcome and greatly appreciated. Or, you can just e-mail me out of  \nthe kindness of your heart, or because you're bored, or because  \nyou're feelin' yiffy. It's all good, honeymuffin.)  \nThe typical disclaimers:  \n  \n-This piece of fiction depicts sexual acts between two consenting  \nanthropomorphic males of legal age. If you just said \"Eeew!\" then  \nyou probably shouldn't read this. You also shouldn't read this if  \nyou're under the legal age to do so for your area, or if doing so  \nis against the law in your area, but I seriously doubt that  \nsomething like age or legalities will stop you if you're  \ninterested. It sure as Hell never stopped me.  \n  \n-The characters depicted here are fictional. Any resemblance  \nbetween these characters and another copyrighted character are  \ncoincidental.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; -If you would like to post this story on your website/add it to  \nyour archive of erotic fiction/redistribute this story some other  \nway, I don't care, as long as I get credit for writing it, it is  \nmade freely available for those who wish to read it, and nothing  \nis edited or altered. If you want to e-mail me about it for  \ncourtesy's sake, I would appreciate it greatly and maybe even bake  \nyou cookies.  \n  \n[And now, the story]  \n  \n  \n  \nBefore stepping through the door to the locker room, Jase stopped  \nto remove the light blue sweatband from his head and wipe his brow  \nwith the matching towel. He felt like his body was immersed in a  \nriver of perspiration; his forest green \"Jaguar Power\" t-shirt  \nclung to his back soaked, and sweat still continued to pour down  \nhis forehead, the saline stinging his bright yellow eyes. Jace  \nmoved the towel over his narrow but muscular shoulders and took a  \nsecond to wipe his long feline tail before putting the towel back  \nover his head. As he brought one of his arms up, he felt a spasm  \nof pain under his left shoulder blade and winced. \\*\\*Overdid it on  \nthe weights again, bud. You've gotta learn to pace yourself.\\*\\*  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Pacing himself would have been easier if he could afford to get to  \nthe gym more than once a week to work out. But as it was, Tuesday  \nmorning was the only break in Jace's monotonous work schedule. It  \nwasn't too much of an inconvenience, since Tuesday mornings were  \nalso the gym's least popular time to work out, meaning that Jace  \ncould avoid the large crowds, and didn't have to wait at all for  \nstaff service or machinery use. But because he only came here once  \na week, Jace would try to cram a whole week's worth of exercise  \ninto a couple of hours. His left shoulder blade had been giving  \nhim trouble for the past few weeks, and he made a mental note to  \ncall for a chiropractor appointment later today.  \n  \nThe clock on the wall read 8:30 AM, and Jace made his way into the  \nlocker room. He still had three hours until he had to be at work,  \nbut he would have to walk over to the auto shop to pick up his  \ncar. The locker room was cool, quiet, and deserted, not unusual  \nthis early on a Tuesday. Jace sat himself down on the bench  \nadjacent to the showers and used the key on the elastic band  \naround his wrist to open his locker.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Upon sitting down, Jace realized just how tired he was. It had  \nbeen quite awhile since he had gotten a decent night's sleep. When  \nhe had accepted the job at Morrison's, he had no way of knowing  \nhow stressful it would be. The long hours and constant pressure  \nwere killing him, but he hadn't been able to find another job  \nsince moving to the city. He had little time for job searching,  \nand now his car was having problems, further hampering his search.  \n\\*\\*I wish I still had the old job. I wish I still had Sandra.\\*\\*  \nJace frowned and pushed thoughts of her out of his mind. Even  \nafter a year without her he was still bitter about their breakup.  \n  \nJace took off his shirt, followed by his tennis shoes and socks.  \nAs he leaned forward to grab a plastic bag out of his locker, he  \ncould feel the strain in his lower back. He stood up partway and  \nslipped off his sweat shorts, leaving him only in a black jock  \nstrap. He slumped back down onto the seat, shivering slightly from  \nthe cold bench against his bare rump, and tossed the sweaty  \nclothes into the bag. \\*\\*I need to rest. Just a few minutes  \nwouldn't hurt.\\*\\* Jase turned and laid himself across the bench,  \nusing one of the gym's large white towels as a pillow. He closed  \nhis eyes and breathed steadily, feeling relaxed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Jace heard a small noise next to him, and opened his eyes to see  \nTarkin standing over him. \"Oh, sorry,\" Tarkin said in a smooth  \nbaritone voice, \"I just came in here to do some cleaning and to  \nsee if you were finished with your towel. I didn't mean to wake  \nyou.\"  \n  \nJace rubbed his eyes and stared up at Tarkin. He was a tall  \nheyena, dressed in a navy blue gym shirt with matching shorts,  \nwith a broad, muscular build that truly impressed Jace. Even with  \na shirt on, his excellent physique was fully noticeable. As a  \nmember of the staff, Tarkin was usually the one who would spot  \nJace with his weight lifting and offer bodybuilding tips and  \nnutrition advice, and over the past couple of months, Jace had  \ncome to enjoy his company during his Tuesday workouts at the gym.  \nJace smiled and said, \"No, I was just resting before I have to go  \nto...what time is it?\"  \n  \n\"The clock said 9:45 when I walked in here,\" Tarkin replied. \"I  \nwas surprised that you were still here.\"  \n  \n\"Damn, I fell asleep! I've gotta get go-AAH!\" Jace sat up quickly,  \nand as he did, a sharp pain stabbed him again under his left  \nshoulder blade, causing him to cry out.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Tarkin frowned. \"Are you OK?\" he asked, his olive eyes showing  \nconcern.  \n  \nJace ruefully rubbed his shoulder. \"It's my shoulder blade. I keep  \nhaving these stabbing pains.\"  \n  \nTarkin straddled the bench behind Jace and sat down. \"You may have  \noverworked it. Here, let me see if I can help.\" Jace felt Tarkin  \nput his paws on his back, moving them up over his shoulder blades  \nand around his neck. Tarkin applied pressure gently in a few  \ndifferent places, and then went back to massaging Jace's back with  \nslow smooth strokes. Jace closed his eyes and relaxed as Tarkin  \nworked; it had been a long time since he had been given a back  \nmassage, and waves of pleasure rushed through him as his muscles  \nloosened.  \n  \nTarkin's paws moved slowly from Jase's shoulder blades down to his  \nlower back, then slowly back up, and back down. Jase gave a muted  \nmoan as he felt the stresses in his back give way. He was amazed  \nthat someone as large and formidable as Tarkin could have such a  \ngentle touch. Jase could feel Tarkin's paws lower to his sides and  \nstart tracing over the waistband of his jock strap, and suddenly  \nhe remembered that he was almost naked. Being massaged in such an  \nintimate way by another male made Jase feel strangely aroused, and  \nthe feeling intensified when Tarkin kissed him lightly on the nape  \nof his neck.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Jace sat up straight and turned slightly to give Tarkin a  \nquizzical look. Tarkin looked slightly abashed, his furry cheeks  \nturning pink. \"Sorry. I...got a little carried away. Don't be  \nangry.\"  \n  \n\"I'm not, just...surprised,\" Jase said with a small smile. \"No one  \nhas ever...I mean I've never...uh, that felt-,\" his mouth fumbled  \naround for words, and finally he said, \"You don't have to stop if  \nyou don't want to.\"  \n  \nTarkin smiled and scooted along the bench until his muscular chest  \nwas pressed against Jase's back. Tarkin brought his arms around  \nJase's waist, and moved his paws along the jaguar's well-toned  \nlegs, his fingers gently tracing the brown spots on the golden  \nfur. \"I love your spots,\" Tarkin said, \"and your legs, and your  \nchest, and all of you really. Your very handsome.\"  \n  \n\"T-thanks. You are too,\" Jase replied, slightly taken aback by  \nTarkin's comments, not to mention his own response. Jase had never  \nthought much of himself physically or otherwise, but Tarkin was  \njust gorgeous and very congenial, and the idea of someone like  \nthat finding him attractive made Jase feel a rush of joy and self-  \nconfidence that he hadn't felt in a long time. \\*\\*He's a male,\\*\\*  \nJase told himself, \\*\\*but...I do like him, and...he likes me.\\*\\*  \nJase smiled and said, \"Thanks for rubbing my back. I feel great.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Perhaps I can rub the front now.\" With that, Tarkin moved his  \npaws across Jase's chest and down his lean sides. Tarkin brought  \nhis paws back up, running his fingers through Jase's chest fur,  \nand Jase growled as Tarkin ran his claws across his nipples and  \nthen back down his sides. Tarkin traced along the waistband of the  \njock strap again, and then his paws reached down to knead and  \ncaress the growing black mound between Jase's legs. Jase gasped  \nand arched his back as Tarkin began to kiss and lick his neck and  \nshoulder. \"Oh God yes,\" Jase gasped, pushing his hips forward  \nslightly while Tarkin's paws caressed his groin. He could feel his  \ncock expanding out from its sheath underneath the fabric of his  \njock strap.  \n  \n\"Have you already showered?\" Tarkin asked, nipping Jase lightly on  \none ear.  \n  \n\"No, I didn't get that far before I dozed off.\" Jase was only  \nslightly aware that he was running terribly behind, but by now he  \ndidn't care. He hadn't been with anybody since Sandra had left  \nhim, and he could feel his sexual frustrations building up like  \nwater behind a dam.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Tarkin smiled and stood up. \"Why don't we get in together?\"  \n  \nJase stood up to face Tarkin, a little surprised by the  \nsuggestion. \"Won't you get in trouble? I don't want you to get  \nfired.\"  \n  \nTarkin waved a paw dismissively as he leaned against the lockers.  \n\"Jeram and Sal are watching the front, and no one's here right now  \nto bother us.\"  \n  \nJase smiled a little, his heart racing. He was nervous about doing  \nsomething like this is a public place, but at the same time,  \nextremely excited by the idea. Jase walked over to Tarkin and  \nleaned against his body, pressing him against the lockers. Jase  \nuntucked Tarkin's shirt and slowly ran his paws underneath, across  \nthe heyena's tight abs and up to his chest. Tarkin smiled and  \nraised his arms, allowing Jase to lift his shirt off. With the  \nshirt gone, Jase got his first good view of Tarkin's upper torso,  \nand his eyes were wide with disbelief. \"Damn! You are  \nso...beautiful!\"  \n  \nWith such an amazing build, Tarkin looked like something off of a  \nmagazine cover. The pectoral muscles on his barrel chest were  \nfull, his arms thick and curved with muscle and sinew, and his  \nabdomen muscles tight and rippled. Tarkin's creamy chest fur was  \nthick and glossy in contrast to the darker brown fur on his sides,  \nand it ran across his chest in a line down across his stomach and  \ndisappeared into his shorts. His large pectorals bulged as he  \nflexed them for Jase. \"I'm glad you approve. Working in a gym will  \ndo this to ya,\" Tarkin said with a wink and a grin.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Jase ran his paws across Tarkin's chest, and then along his broad  \nshoulders and down his thick arms. Underneath the chest fur, Jase  \ncould see both of Tarkin's thick pink nipples poking out. He  \nbrushed his paws across them lightly before lowering his mouth  \ndown and running his tongue across one, and then the other.  \n\"Ooh...,\" Tarkin leaned his head back against the lockers as he  \nmoaned.  \n  \nAfter a few more licks, Jase began to suck on one of Tarkin's  \nstiff nipples while his paws gently unfastened Tarkin's shorts. He  \nlet them drop down around Tarkin's ankles, covering his shoes.  \nJase looked down to see that Tarkin was also wearing a jock strap  \nlike his, but colored bright red. Between his muscular legs,  \nTarkin's crimson package was bulging tightly outward. Jase pressed  \nhimself up against Tarkin's bulky frame, causing his black bulge  \nto press into Tarkin's red one. He moved his hips back and forth,  \nfeeling the two growing mounds rub against each other sensually as  \nhe wrapped his arms around Tarkin's shoulders and kissed him full  \non the lips.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Tarkin leaned forward, pressing his tongue into Jase's mouth as  \nhis wide paws moved down Jase's back and to his buttocks. He  \ngrabbed them and squeezed gently while grinding his hips, pressing  \ntheir swollen groins even closer together. Their kiss seemed to  \nlast years, until Jase pulled back and broke away from Tarkin.  \nJase grabbed his shower towel off of the bench and reached into  \nhis open locker to pull out a small bottle of body shampoo with a  \nthin cord attached. He placed the bottle around his neck and  \nslipped off his jock strap, lifting his tail a little to give  \nTarkin a good view of his ass before waking around the corner into  \nthe showers, confident that Tarkin wouldn't be far behind.  \n  \nJase placed his towel on a corner shelf, and walked over to the  \nfirst shower faucet, turning on the hot water with partial cold.  \nHe turned and stood back against the wall outside of the falling  \nwater, waiting for Tarkin and for the water to heat up. His paws  \nmoved downward and felt his penis, completely erect and swollen  \nfrom excitement and anticipation. He pinched the thick head, and  \nthen began to run his fingers along its length. As he gave himself  \na few gentle strokes, Tarkin rounded the corner.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Tarkin was wearing a white shower towel strung across his  \nshoulders, and nothing else. Between his legs, his massive heyena  \ncock pointed straight out and up from its sheath, wagging back and  \nforth as he walked, and just below, his large round balls hung  \nloosely in his furry scrotum. Jase ran his tongue across his lips  \nas Tarkin placed his towel next to Jase's on the shelf and walked  \nover. \"Will...will you pose a little for me?\" Jase asked  \ntentatively.  \n  \nTarkin nodded and turned to the side, flexing his arms and legs.  \nJase continued to stroke himself as Tarkin moved from pose to  \npose, turning around to give Jase an excellent view from all  \nangles of both his rigid body muscles and his rigid penis poking  \noutward. After a few minutes, Tarkin walked over to Jase, wrapped  \nhis arms around him, and kissed him on the neck. Farther down,  \nJase could feel the heyena's stiff member pressing against his  \nown, and he took a step back to get a better look.  \n  \n\"Holy shit! I wish I had one like that!\" Jase put both of his paws  \naround Tarkin's cock and gave it a few slow strokes, feeling its  \nwarmth and admiring its length. The cock was easily eight inches,  \nand thicker around than his own six inch penis.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Don't knock yourself, bucko. You'll be more than a mouthful.\"  \nTarkin licked his chops eagerly.  \n  \nJase smiled. \"What do you want to do?\"  \n  \n\"Turn around,\" Tarkin said, and Jase complied. The water coming  \nout of the shower head was warm now, and the square concrete room  \nwas filling with a thin curtain of steam. Tarkin walked up behind  \nJase, pressing himself to the jaguar's backside and wrapping his  \narms around his chest. Jase could feel Tarkin's cock pressing hard  \nagainst his buttocks as he was gently pushed forward into the  \ncascading water.  \n  \nJase closed his eyes, feeling the hot water soak into his fur and  \nflow down his body, while Tarkin grabbed the bottle around Jase's  \nneck, and squirted a decent amount of the contents into the  \nopposite paw. He rubbed both paws together, letting a thick lather  \nform, and then began to slowly rub the shampoo across Jase's chest  \nand downward across his abs and toward his crotch. Tarkin began to  \nkiss Jase's neck while his paws wrapped around the feline's  \nmalehood and began to stroke slowly. \"Oh yeah...oh yeah...,\" Jase  \ngroaned as he began to thrust his hips back and forth, driving  \nhis aching rod between Tarkin's slick paws. After a few more  \nstrokes, Tarkin took his paws away and reached for the shampoo  \nbottle again. After applying more of the shampoo to his paws, he  \nworked the lather into Jase's head fur and down across his neck  \nand shoulders to his back.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Now that we've lathered, let's rinse,\" Tarkin said as he pressed  \na button on the wall. The water stopped falling from above, and  \ninstead started spilling out of a smaller hand held shower head  \nwith an attached hose. Tarkin picked the plastic shower head up  \noff of its hook on the wall and began to spray Jase from the top  \ndown, rinsing the foam out of his fur. After the back was clean,  \nTarkin began to direct the water across Jase's chest and then  \nmoved downward. Jase's eyes went wide with pleasure as Tarkin took  \nthe shower head and placed it in his crotch. The warm water rushed  \naround the base of Jase's cock and across his nutsack. \"Uuuh...,\"  \nJase moaned loudly. He wanted this to last as long as possible,  \nbut didn't know how much more pleasure he could take. Behind him,  \nTarkin dropped down to his knees and brought his muzzle up  \nunderneath Jase's tail. He gently ran his tongue across the  \npuckered tailhole, and then began to lick more forcefully, pushing  \nhis tongue upwards. \"Oh God!\"  \nJase cried out, overwhelmed by the sensation. \"Oh God! Wow! That's  \ngood!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Tarkin paused for a moment to hand Jase the hand held shower head  \nand say, \"Could you hang that up and turn on the regular water?\"  \nJase did so and Tarkin returned to licking and kissing his  \nasshole. As the water resumed falling from the above shower head,  \nJase felt Tarkin's paws grab his hips and pull him down gently to  \nthe concrete floor. Once on his knees, Jase leaned forward to give  \nTarkin full access to his ass. Jase moaned and growled  \nuncontrollably as Tarkin's tongue continued to push and probe at  \nhis exposed pink tailhole while the water rushed across his back,  \nand then Jase felt Tarkin's paw cradle his scrotum and stroke his  \ntongue across the damp and swollen balls.  \n  \n\"Turn around,\" said Tarkin. \"I want to suck you off.\" Jase flipped  \nhimself around, sprawling out flat on his back across the floor.  \nTarkin moved to Jase's side, taking his own cock in one paw and  \nJase's into the other. After a few simultaneous strokes, he  \nlowered his head and swallowed Jase's staff completely.  \n  \nJase's head rocked back and forth as he groaned. \"Oh...God...YES!\"  \nHis voice raised up to a shout, competing with the echo of the  \nrushing water in the shower room. Between Jase's legs, Tarkin  \nmoved his head up and down, eagerly sucking the jaguar's cock  \nwhile stroking his own. Jase watched as his pink flesh appeared  \nand disappeared into Tarkin's dark muzzle, and shivered as he felt  \nTarkin's moist tongue against his rigid column. Jase felt the  \npressure to ejaculate build up quickly, and he knew that he had  \nheld out as long as he could. \"Fuck, I'm gonna blow!\" he shouted,  \nright before he came.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Tarkin quickly brought both of his paws down around Jase's cock  \nand began to stroke vigorously as spray after spray of white jizz  \nflew upwards. After a few more thick spurts, Jase was done. He  \nclosed his eyes for a moment and felt the hot water still falling  \non him from above. Then he heard Tarkin say, \"That was fucking  \nawesome!\"  \n  \nJase snapped his eyes open and got up on his knees. \"We aren't  \ndone yet,\" he said with a mischievous grin. \"Get up on your feet.\"  \n  \nTarkin complied, standing up in front of Jase underneath the  \nshower. Jase looked at the swollen cock just inches away from his  \nlips. He brought his paws up and slowly began stroking the rod as  \nTarkin gave a few moans. Jase swallowed nervously; he had never  \nmasturbated anyone but himself before, and didn't know if he would  \nbe able to get Tarkin off, but as he felt the heyena's cock  \njerking and throbbing in his paws, he knew that he wanted to try.  \n  \nJase stroked the entire length of Tarkin's cock, from the thick  \nbulbous head to the furry sheath. The flesh was warm and inviting  \nagainst his paws, and Jase gave into temptation and brought his  \ntongue forward and stroked it lightly against the skin.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Uuuuh...oooh...,\" Tarkin was rocking his hips as he moaned. Jase  \nsmiled at the response and brought his muzzle down to the base of  \nTarkin's rod. Starting from the sheath, he slowly ran his tongue  \nup the entire length and across the dickhead, and then back down.  \nHe could see Tarkin's giant balls tighten in their sack, and he  \nran his tongue across them a few times before returning to  \nTarkin's cock.  \n  \nTarkin was moaning louder now, his breathing more rapid. Jase  \nbrought his tongue back up the staff and licked a large drop of  \npre-cum off of the head before opening his muzzle wide and taking  \nthe first inch of Tarkin's malehood into his drooling mouth. His  \nlips impaled, and he began to move his head up and down as he  \nsucked. Finding that only the first few inches would fit, Jase  \nstroked the base with one paw while the other caressed Tarkin's  \nscrotum.  \n  \n\"Uh! Uh! OH! UH! YEAH!\" Tarkin shouted as he bucked his hips  \nforward feverishly in time to Jase's oral stimulation. His face  \nformed a grimace, and he let out a \"OOOOAAAAAAAAHH!\" as he  \nejaculated.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Jase pulled back, letting Tarkin's cock slip out of his mouth as a  \nlong jet of semen shot up in an arc. After the first shot came a  \nsecond, and a third, and a fourth, each one delivering a massive  \namount of cum that splashed all over Jase's face and chest. Jase  \nopened his mouth to catch some of the jizz on his tongue. Never  \nhad Jase dreamed that so much semen could come out of one dick.  \n  \nAfter a couple more shots, Tarkin was finished, and he bent  \nforward, placing his paws on his knees and panting.  \n\"Oh...wow...thank...you...\"  \n  \n\"Not a problem,\" said Jase as he stood up underneath the shower.  \nHe wiped his fur down, letting the cum wash out. \"Damn, I have to  \ngive myself another shower just to clean up from the last one.\"  \n  \nTarkin threw his head back and laughed in a high-pitched bark.  \n\"Ha! Ha! Sorry about that. I need to clean up now too. Sal's gonna  \nwonder where I'm at, and you probably have work to go to.\"  \n  \n\"Fuck it, I'm not going.\" Jase walked out from underneath the  \nwater, grabbed his towel, and began vigorously drying his fur.  \n\"I'll just take the day off. I hate my job more than you can  \nimagine.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Tarkin switched the water off and followed. \"Hey, we've had a  \ncouple of folks recently quit the gym. If you fill out an  \napplication, I'll give it to James with my own personal  \nrecommendation.\"  \n  \nJase turned and looked at Tarkin, his eyes wide with surprise.  \n\"Are you serious?! That would kick ass!\"  \n  \nBoth of them wrapped their towels across their shoulders as they  \nexited the showers. \"It certainly would,\" Tarkin continued. \"We  \nhave a lot of fun here. I'm sure you'll enjoy it.\"  \n  \n\"Oh, I know I will,\" Jase said with an eager smile.  \n  \n[End of story]  \n  \n  \n  \n\n"}