FSE

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Okay, so I decided to write something I could do and post in small installments, to keep my creative juices flowing, and nothing too serious, of course, but hopefully enjoyable, however! And no nasty gruffhangers...well, maybe little ones, but only in good fun, and lots of FUN too, if you know what I mean...*chuckle*...so, enjoy, please, tell me what you think, drop a comment, fave, vote, watch, and have a good time!

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" Wow, Rod, still here?" Eric's voice bellowed across the small entrance hall of the Gym Grotto, right over to the somewhat flat ears of the tiger who had just appeared from a doorway carrying a small bag slung over his shoulder and clad in some loose-fitting pants and a fresh T-shirt.

Rodger's tail flicked and snapped against the doorframe, but he tried his best to hide his uneasy feelings from the owner and proprietor of the gym, currently positioned behind the counter.

"Uhm, heh, yeah, I must've lost the track of time, in the shower, hah," the tiger mumbled as he walked over to the counter, making sure that his steps were easy and determined. "You know how it's after a really good workout, you need to wind down."

Eric peered up at the tiger from his seated position in front of his laptop, and gave a broad grin.

"Hell yeah!" the bull grinned and flicked one of his pierced ears. "You sure gave 'em a good beating."

Rodger tried to smile his usual confident smile, and nodded broadly.

"Sure do," the tiger said. "Guess that's why I...yeah."

The bull snorted and grinned again, glaring up at the tiger.

"Well, no harm done, since I wasn't done with the books yet," the bull waved his massive hand towards the laptop that was minuscule in comparison, "pretty busy day."

Rodger leaned one of his beefy elbows against the counter and nodded attentively.

"Seemed like it," he said.

Eric nodded and flicked his eyes back onto the screen, but soon returned them to the tiger, as he realized that the beefcake customer had not yet made the effort to say goodnight and leave.

"Do you want something from the store?" the bull suggested, tilting his head back a little as if to gesture with his horns towards the shelves of merchandise behind him, as well as the fridge containing Gatorade and protein shakes.

Rodger's tail jumped and smacked against the floor in surprise.

"Oh...uhm...," the tiger realized that he was stumbling with his words, and cursed himself instantly for that. "Yeah, hah, no, I mean, I was thinking and was about to say, yes, a busy day, heh, I think I even saw a few new faces around."

Like that leering tiger with a huge body, a big dick, and fingers like hot, sucking velvet sliding over Rodger's own...

The tiger felt, to his horror, a stirring in his sheath, which prompted a little rumble from him in reaction. It'd already taken him long enough to try to make it calm down in the showers, including a splash of cold water that had made his balls feel like they were about to fall off, and that was not something he wanted to experience again in the near future.

Eric, on the other hand, nodded and rubbed his goateed chin.

"I sold a good number of tickets, sure!" the bull grinned.

"Heheh," Rodger commented.

The tiger bit his bottom lip and cursed himself again, for even going there. He'd spent long enough in the locker room, trying to calm down his freaked out mind after the encounter in the shower, and of course, trying to decide to whether to tip Eric off to some unusual behavior at the showers. The tiger had quickly decided against telling about the exact way this unusual behavior manifested itself, considering that he hadn't exactly been an innocent party in what happened, and that might get him into trouble with Eric, which he didn't want to happen, but perhaps suggesting something else to Eric, such as...perhaps that a strange tiger was trying to check out other fur's lockers for valuables, maybe...and to ask Eric whether he knew any new tiger customers...yes...that could have been it...

But then again, Rodger also knew that some bizarre part of his mind was also curious about...Friday...and what the mysterious tiger might have in mind then. Sure, he'd let himself be jerked off, but it had felt so fucking good that he simply hadn't known anything else to do except just let it happen...he could have said no but...he didn't, because his voice didn't work, his...hell, even his fist had refused to work, to get that tiger out of his shower stall, and then he had allowed that strange thing to happen and it'd taken twenty minutes for his cock to come down from its erection afterwards.

Hell, even thinking about it now was starting to cause him to bone up again, and that was something he couldn't afford in front of Eric...he'd get all the wrong ideas, Rodger thought, and shook himself out of it.

"And a few other big cats too, besides me, heheh," the tiger grinned and tapped the counter with his knuckles, to make his arm bulge out a bit, as if showing off just how big tigers could get if they put their brawn into it.

Eric, from his seated vantage point, grinned and mooed quietly, the way he did when he was somewhere between laughter and grunting.

"Yeah, we don't get you cats so much as some other furs, sure, but you know we've got a few, hahah," the big bull grinned, "do I sense some feline rivalry in the air, huh?"

The bull sniffed the air, as if he was trying to actually catch the scent of such cat activity, and for a mad moment Rodger wondered whether the bull might actually smell some remain of the sexual scents on the tiger's body...something that made his tail coil around his leg.

"Hahah, maybe," Rodger rumbled. "We'll see if anyone wants to stand up to this, huh?"

He tilted his arm in the classic buff pose and let his muscles bulge the sleeve of his T-shirt, briefly, before he lowered his arm and decided that he had now done enough...hopefully.

"Well, nice chatting with you, Eric, see you on Friday, huh?" the tiger rumbled.

Eric waved his horns in the air once more.

"See you, big boy!" the bull grinned.

Rodger waved a quick goodbye and then walked out of the building, feeling confused and torn.

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