Day One
In my attempts to get back into writing I decided to write a mini story series. I wouldn't call them chapters, but small parts. This is the first part. If you have any suggestions or positive critism feel free to comment. Or if you just want to tell me what you thought that's nice too ^^ thanks!
~Linkin
"I'm fucking exhausted!" the Doberman panted as he stumbled into the locker room, his chest heaving and long pink tongue hanging from his muzzle. He took a swig from his water bottle then let out a satisfied sigh.
He perked his ears and grinned after receiving a pat on the shoulder by his new work out partner and trainer, a dapple grey Clydesdale. "You did good buddy! Not bad for a first day."
"You whooped my ass, Jesse." he grinned lopsidedly with a pleasant weariness in his voice as he pulled the shirt off his body, revealing his lean torso. His abdominals and pectorals lacked any impressive definition. "But I'm pumped. I'm excited to get in shape!" He said as his stump of a tail waggled behind him.
"You'll get there in no time Gunner," he smiled at the dog as they undressed at their lockers directly across from each other. Jesse wasted no time in dropping his pants, pulling a towel out of his locker and slinging it over his shoulders. "I'll see you after the showers, 'kay big dog?" he said before he gave the dobie a playful slap on the ass, grinning at the reaction he got from the smaller male.
Gunner blushed lightly under his black fur, mumbling with a brief nod. He hated himself for yipping at the unexpected slap of his rump, his stub flicked downwards as if knowing there wasn't much hiding his virgin tail hole. He didn't know why he was so embarrassed when Jesse called him big dog; he was in no way tall, just barely pushing five and a half feet not including his cropped ears. The dog had no problem posting nude pictures online but here in the gym he felt vulnerable and defenseless against the testosterone pumped males and their watchful eyes. To everyone he knew he was small and cute. In desperation to change that he had come to the gym, to build up his muscle mass and make people think twice about calling him runt.
He hooked his thumbs into his shorts and wriggled his hips as they slipped off. Tossing them into the locker and closing it, he hung his head down and headed for the showers, ignoring the wolf whistles from a few other guys in the room. The dog stepped into an empty boxed shower stall at the far end and closed the curtain behind him, turning the knob to hot. He cursed out loud to the amusement of the others in the locker room when what came out of the showerhead was the exact opposite of what he expected.
"Busted shower," he grumbled, ears flat on his head as he flipped the knob to Cold and warm water came out. He spent a good few minutes basking in the warmth, scrubbing shampoo into his short fur, then rinsing off the suds. At some point his paw rubbed over his sheath idly, a soft murr escaping from his long slim muzzle. Biting his lip he made a sideways glance at the curtain, pausing before his thoughts returned to touching himself; after all, every muscle should get a work out. He rubbed himself, his pink tip poking out of its fuzzy pouch as he turned his back to the shower, letting the water run down his torso and over his balls.
His jaw dropped and he closed his eyes, panting lightly as he gripped his half-hard canine cock. He flexed his arms, trying to imagine himself a bit more masculine as he began to pump his paw over his swelling shaft. If there was something he wasn't short on, it was his cock; nine inches in length, the circumference about two and a half inches thick. And that didn't even include his knot which added another inch, with twice the size for the girth at the base.
His eyes shot open when he heard the curtain yank open then closed, finding himself staring up at a tall kangaroo. A brief glance downward and sure enough, the roo was completely naked; his body beautifully toned and golden brown. The resulting space in the stall suddenly made Gunner feel claustrophobic as he backed up against the wall, startled and afraid. Before he could say anything or even think to react, the roo dropped down to his knees, his paws reaching back to hold the black furred rump. His nose nuzzled up against the canine's shaft, kissing along the throbbing cock tenderly.
Gunner's paws tried to grip the wet tile as his toes curled. He knew he was helpless being pulled closer to the roo's open muzzle, letting out a tiny whimper of need then instantly regretting it. His body was too weak to resist - he didn't want to be manhandled, but at that particular moment he didn't want to say no.
The kangaroo's eyes closed as he engulfed the cock into his muzzle, his lips curling to a grin at the surprised Doberman as he took every inch into his throat. The dog grabbed the back of his head and tried to regain his posture and dominance, but with every thrust into his throat the kangaroo firmly groped the bubble butt or twirled his tongue, affirming he was in control.
Gunner whimpered loudly. Positive that the whole locker room could hear him, he brought his free paw to his muzzle and bit his fist to keep from howling louder. The roo's assault was too much. He could feel his tongue curled around his shaft as one of his paws rubbed and caressed his ass and the other his balls. He gave up trying to prove his dominance and just watched and drooled. His knot was forming at the roo's lips while he sucked harder and harder.
After what seemed like an eternity, the kangaroo could feel the canid cock getting harder and thicker in his muzzle, spurts of pre hitting the back of the his throat. He didn't pull back as he savored the salty taste of the pent up dog, knowing he was right on the edge and exactly how to pleasure him. As he felt the dog's knees give out his paws grabbed the limp Doberman's butt and held him up, the cock in his muzzle expanding with the sudden blast of a warm, salty cum shot down his throat. He swallowed each drop the Doberman had to offer the canine's groin pressed up against the roo's nose as he held onto his ass, keeping him from pulling his thick prick out of his mouth.
When Gunner had stopped cumming, he felt his ass released from the kangaroo's grip so he pulled out, panting hard. His ears were pinned back against his head as the roo tenderly licked his shaft clean. His body trembled, exhausted from the workout and now from the energy literally drained from the blow job. Gunner's nose twitched as he suddenly became aware of the kangaroo's scent. He could smell how worked up he was and feared the rest of the kangaroo's intentions. The roo stood, giving the dog a final grope of the cheeks and a playful wink. "See ya around cutie," he whispered then left the stall as quickly as he had entered.
Gunner slumped to the ground, still panting as the now cold water sprayed him. He wasn't sure how long he sat there with his nub wagging. He had no clue who the kangaroo was or what his name was, but he secretly had enjoyed every moment of it. Lost in the afterglow, his ears perked up as he heard the booming voice of Jesse call out, "HEY STUB BUTT, YOU SLIP AND HIT YOUR HEAD?!"