Rufus personally trained
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This story is about Rufus the gray wolf meeting Chris's personal trainer whilst the rabbit is away from home. Intense training program ensues.This story contains: gay, oral, gym, semen, facial
Rufus personally trained.
With a merry tune, Rufus steps through the big house in just his black speedos with the green stripes and his collar on, a towel over his shoulder in preparation of what he plans to do for the following couple of hours. Chris, his friend rabbit and owner of this magnificent house and property attached, has gone to the vet with Brutus since the silly German Shepherd has gotten a rather nasty twig stuck up his nose when they were walking in the nearby woods yesterday. So with the house all to himself, the gray furred wolf thought he could use some exercise and use the fitness machines in Chris's basement. As if a pool and sauna alone weren't enough, the rabbit apparently likes to stay in shape.
Just as Rufus grips the handle of the door to the basement, the front doorbell rings and he abruptly turns his head towards the source of the sound. Slightly uncomfortable of answering the door of his friend's house with Chris not around, and only dressed in his speedos for that matter, the gray wolf makes his way to the front door and opens it, sticking his head outside:"Yes?"As if struck by lightning, Rufus' jaw drops down as he beholds the handsome male in front of his nose. Two meters tall at least, a brown with cream coloured spots furred horse with the purest blue eyes looks curiously at the wolf before him. He wears a very sportive looking outfit: shorts, ankle sweat guards just above the hooves of his digitigrade legs, a very tight sleeveless tank top and a sweatband around his head. After a few seconds of looking at the stunned wolf, the painted horse guy smiles and swings his sports bag onto his shoulder:"Hello there, I'm Canvas. Is Chris home? I'm his personal trainer."
At first, Rufus can only mumble before he clears his throat and tries to look taller and manlier as he opens the door a little more:"Hey, I'm Rufus, a friend of Chris. He is out on an emergency with Brutus, sorry."Canvas shakes his black manes to the side:"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Hope it's not anything serious. Well, as long as I'm here I may as well train someone, are you a sportsman?"The much taller brown and cream spotted horse steps inside, the ground trembles ever so slightly as he does. Rufus stands there in only his speedos, finding it hard to keep his growing erection down as he quickly follows Canvas into the basement. Apparently the horse male knows his way around here, "Uhm, well. I try to stay in shape but I'm not really that much into sports. I do enjoy swimming though."Canvas turns his head and winks as he snickers, looking at the skimpy speedos of the gray wolf:"I noticed. Let's get started then."
Either Canvas is very professional and ignoring his client's obvious erection, or he just doesn't mind, either way the horse pulls off his tank top and starts Rufus off with a few stretches. The horse's darker coloured hands grip the blushing wolf as he helps him get into angle for a couple of the positions, his strong digits ever so briefly stroke Rufus' fur and muscles underneath the skin every time he repositions them. He even presses the flat of his hand right against Rufus' lower stomach and brushes the bulge in the speedos as he tilts the gray wolf backwards into some sort of an arch position:"Good, you're not as tense as most of my customers. But you still have some stress and love handles to work away. That is, if you're intending to do so. Quite frankly I don't mind a bit of flesh on people as long as they work to keep healthy."Rufus just grunts in confirmation, the bulge of his erection for everyone present to see as it points up in the air with its owner on his back in and arch on all fours. The muscled horse chuckles and for the first time he noticed says something about the erection:"Bet you get a lot of girls hot for you with that equipment mate... or should I say guys?"
Letting Rufus down on the ground again, the horse just chuckles at Rufus' blushing face as he mumbles for apologies:"Don't sweat it, dude. To each their own, let's get you working on the barbells now."With that the handsome brown and creamy white spotted horse male steps towards the barbells and weights a couple in his hands, replacing the weights to the desired amount. Poor Rufus is already starting to sweat, not only from working out naturally. The wolf is then presented with two little barbells of 5 kilograms each, "Let's see how you handle 20 lift ups, wolfie."The first 10 lift ups are easy, but then the weights seem to start increasing in weight, Rufus barely reaches 20 and is pearls of sweat drip down his chest, arms and back. Canvas just observes, standing their in only his sweatbands and shorts, he seems to calculate something and then slips behind the much smaller wolf:"I see a few errors in your posture whilst you do exercises, let me help you get a much more healthy one. Your spine will thank you."
Then the large brown hands touch Rufus' body, he nearly jumps a little and almost drops the barbells in his hands. Almost teasing and sensual, Canvas' hands slide over the gray fur and touch the muscles and in some places fat underneath it, finally pushing at several points to get Rufus in an ideal position to lift weights. The horse brings his head close to the wolf's ear and almost whispers in a charismatic voice:"Better?"It is right then that Rufus moans out and bucks his hips forward, the fabric of his speedos being pushed aside as his red throbbing canine cock makes its appearance by popping out of its confines. Heavy droplets of clear pre-cum drip down Rufus' thick but slender shaft, his wolf cock throbbing as blood courses through its veins and pumps it to maximum erection. Still having the barbells in his hands and being constricted by Canvas' hands, Rufus' ears go down as he whimpers in embarrassment and humiliation:"S-sorry, I didn't... I didn't mean to..."
It is then the handsome tall horse's turn to surprise Rufus, a large hand encircling the throbbing flesh and the poor wolf turns into clay in Canvas' skilled hands, almost literally melting in a long sigh, "Mm, I didn't expect to be handing out such kind of personal training today, but I suppose I can break protocol one time for such a cute naughty wolf."Rufus is then released and he quickly looks around to see Canvas untying his shorts before he winks at the wolf:"Would you care to help me with these?"That's an offer the horny gray wolf can't refuse! Rufus kneels down in front of the oh so handsome horse male, an example of the perfect male form in all its glory, as his trembling hands reach for the waistband of the shorts and quickly pull it down.
Right in front of his face, Rufus sees a large black sheath and equally black balls emerge. The hefty orbs hang heavily down in the leathery sack, the still soft and squishy looking glans of Canvas' penis sticks out of the sheath and Rufus mouth starts to water merely by looking at it and imagining what he can do with it. He looks up with his face so close to the male's groin as if to ask if it's really okay, but the personal trainer just smiles mysteriously and shakes his hips from side to side, making the heavy balls swing in their sack slightly, "Go ahead."Gripping the brown stallion's butt cheeks, Rufus presses his nose right up against the sheath and balls, inhaling the deeply masculine scent of horse sweat and cock, snaking out his tongue to slither slowly over the black flesh in an attempt to savor the taste.
Up until now, Rufus has forgotten about his own boner, but with a fierce throb and a spit of pre-cum over Canvas' hooves, the wolf is reminded of its needs and he reaches down to start masturbating. The texture of the black leathery skin and flesh of the horse's meaty shaft and balls is heavenly, sensations splashing on Rufus's tongue as the gray wolf closes his mouth around the emerging glans of Canvas' cock and gives it a few powerful sucks. As he reaches down to stroke the wolf's head fur, Canvas can't help but neight softly and moan out in awakening pleasure as Rufus does quite a good job at teasing his impressive long shaft out of his sheath:"That's good, that's a good wolfie."With long lazy but foremost wet slippery licks, Rufus gets high on the savory texture and taste of the trainer's long growing cock. Whilst Canvas is a brown horse with creamy white spots all over his body, his sheath and balls are very black. His penis is darkly coloured too except for the middle part which is a virginal pink, the combination of colours so kinky and hot.
The strong horse stills stands, his hooves sometimes budging to keep his balance as he grabs Rufus' head and starts humping his pelvis back and forwards to push his cock deeper into the wolf's muzzle. Jerking his hand over his own shaft, Rufus opens up his maw farther and relaxes his throat muscles, feeling the still un-flared glans of Canvas' penis probe the very back of his tongue, "Mmm, yeah. Open that mouth a little farther and stay relaxed, wolfie. I'm gonna work that beautiful throat of yours."With strong pulses, the firmer growing shaft of the horse pushes against the back of Rufus' throat and starts sinking into the wet and foremost very tightly hot tunnel. The sheer sensation is good enough to make the horse male whinny in increasing pleasure, humping more roughly into the wolf's mouth with every passing second. The black hefty balls bounce back and forth between Canvas' legs, all over and against the wolf's chin which only adds to the horny pup's arousal. A little pool of pre-seed puddles up between the gray wolf's legs, the fur of his balls and sheath soaked as he tries to work the horse towards orgasm.
Rufus releases his own cock in fear of shooting too soon, wrapping both his hands around the magnificent shaft of the horse's impressive meat as it sticks down his throat. The wolf is slowly getting dizzy due to lack of oxygen but he doesn't want the huge penis to slide out of his mouth, after a few more seconds he sadly has to give in or pass out. He takes a big gulp of air before forcing his maw as far up Canvas' humping shaft as he possibly can, "C-careful, wolfie. Don't want you to choke now do we..."The huge brown horse's chest heaves in arousal, his hips continuing to pump into Rufus' muzzle and feeling his own heavy balls pull up in their hefty sack in preparation of the impending ejaculation:"Ungh! Rufus, I'm gonna nut any moment. Pull back a bit!"
The naughty pup doesn't obey though, a muffled yelp escaping his mouth as Canvas groans out loudly in ecstasy, the tip of his rigid member swelling up to three times its original size inside the wolf's throat. With a yank, Canvas roughly pulls back his cock from Rufus' throat as strong jets of white gooey semen splash down to the wolf's tummy, not wanting to drown him. He neighs and snorts contently as he just holds his erect penis, which bobs up and down as it spurts stream after stream of horse seed through the air and all over Rufus' eager and willing face and body. The gray wolf's tongue circles out of his mouth and laps up the yummy sperm, his own throbbing red canine cock erupting all over the floor and Canvas' hooves without his hands even touching it. Finally both their cocks come to rest and streaks of fertile maleness decorate both wolf and floor.
Canvas lifts the panting pup up into his arms, the poor guy exhausted after that intense work out:"Poor wolfie, we'll have to work on your condition to get your stamina in perfect order. But for now, let's just get cleaned up."And with that the handsome and sweet hearted horse carries Rufus over to the shower area next to the sauna and pool, intending to scrub and massage the tired wolf's muscles and fur until Rufus feels all better! Little do they know that Chris' surveillance cameras have recorded everything they did and the rabbit is on his way home from the vet...