Post Workout
I've always loved the feeling after a good long workout. Especially if it's a late Saturday night and you get to go home and rest afterwords; but that's not even the best part, the best part for me is the post workout. I just love the feeling of sweat dripping down my body and the scent it produces. It always makes me feel so fucking horny, which normally leads me to go home and fuck the hell out of my fleshlight. There's only one problem, that scenario doesn't even come close to feeling as good as the real thing.
Sure it's fun to do it alone and all, but without all the scent and grunt's of another man it always makes me feel lonely during my afterglow. That night I knew I couldn't go home without a fuck buddy, but who would it be?
I ran as fast as I could on the treadmill. Must have been going for a good 20 minutes before I had to stop. Normally when I'm working out at the gym I push myself to the limit, going from machine to machine, only to take a drink of water in between. At this point I felt like calling it a night after spending two hours of rigorous panting and sweating. Most people would tell me it's crazy to spend two hours at the gym, but if your a big, strong bull like me then it's actually perfectly normal.
I told myself I would run for one more minute, buy this point my chocolate colored fur was coated with sweat. My bandana, muscle shirt, and pants becoming moist. Muscles bulging, feeling sore.
The gym seemed empty, except someone els was there. A fox boy, who looked like he was in his late teens had must have just walked in. He was wearing a navy blue tank top, a pair of nylon shorts, and a black hat turned backwards. He had a duffle bag in one hand and talked on his cell phone with the other, I could almost make out what he was saying while I was panting and running on the treadmill. "Yeah I'm at the gym. You know, the old one that's downtown." His voice was like your typical yolo douchebag. "What!? No way, did she really? Fuck'n slut. Look dud, I gotta go, bye."
The fox worked his way over to the bench press and began to put the weights one by one on the barbell. I tried not to pay attention to him, but he did have this really cute purple hair that stuck out from under his cap. He then got on the bench press and lifted the barbell off the rack. The set he was using must have been too much for him, because when he tried to put the barbell back on the rack, he couldn't. I kept my eye on him for a minute to see if he would be able to lift the barbell, then it seemed as if he definitely couldn't do it. I wasn't just gonna run in place and ignore the thought of him losing his grip. I pressed the stop button on the treadmill and walked over to where he was working on trying to kill himself.
"Hey kid, need a hand?" I asked looking down at him.
"No...I...g-got this." He said to me, gritting his teeth together, the veins on his neck starting to become visible. With all do respect, he looked kinda funny struggling with that barbell set. "Sorry, but I don't think you do." I calmly said as I went to grab the bar. It must have been 170 pounds when I took it out of his hands and placed it back on the rack, which made a loud 'clack' sound that echoed the gym, but that wasn't the only thing that echoed the gym.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM!!!!!????" He sat up from the bench and yelled as loud as he could at me. His arms spread apart as if like 'What the fuck?' like the way some douchebag would have it. 'Oh, fuck.' I thought to myself.
"You think you can just fuck'n budge into someone else's business, dick head?" Wow this kid was already starting to make me laugh. I mean really, all I did was help him and this is they way he talks to me? It didn't even sound like he was trying to make sense.
"Hey, you kiss your mommy with that mouth? I was only try'n to help you. It looked like you were about ready to have your arms break."
He glared at me in silence for a moment "I could've lifted them if you hadn't broken my concentration."
"Huh, how the hell did I break your concentration?" I thought back to when I was thinking earlier about taking someone home to fuck with for the night, now was my chance. "Was it my glistening muscles that distracted you?" I lifted my right arm to flex, showing this jerk-off what real muscles on a real man look like. I then pressed my mouth to my sweat covered bicep and began to kiss and lick at it while giving him a seductive look in my eye. "Here, wanna taste?" Bringing my arm by his mouth to just mess with him.
"Get your disgusting arm out of my face, I ain't no homo." The fox then slapped my arm away. "Now if you'll excuse me I'd like to finnish what I came here to do." He then laid back on the bench, thinking I was really just going to let him continue doing reps all by himself, as if.
"Un-uh, I don't think so kid. I'm not letting you continue unless you find someone to spot you." I kept my hands on the barbell, not letting him take it off the rack. "Well, maybe if there was someone in this dump to spot me I would. Now why don't you get back to your treadmill and run like the fucking cow you are?"
He shouldn't have said that. He really, really shouldn't have said that. Even though I am closely related to a cow I hated it when people called me one. At this point I have had enough of his mother fucking jerk-off mouth. I almost wanted to smack him in the head, but thankfully I was born with enough dignity to hold back.
I squatted down quickly so I was slightly above eye level with him and only centimeters away from his face. I was hoping he would be able to smell my breath, just so it would freak him out a bit. "Look dip-shit, I'm getting sick and tired of that jerk-off mouth of yours. I don't know if that puny brain of yours is able to process just how dangerous lifting weights this heavy is?" I then continued to tell him how I once saw a guy have his bones snap out of his arms when he was doing a heavy set. "It was at least four times as heavy then what you were attempting to lift, and this guy was certainly more bigger and stronger than you. Although I wouldn't be surprised if the same were to happen to you if I hadn't come over here to help you."
He rolled his eyes at me, but he seemed to not be quite as mad at me as he was before. "I'm sorry that I pissed you off but I was only trying to make sure you didn't kill yourself." I tried to sound more reassuring than mad. I looked around the room to see if anyone els was here, but it was completely empty. "And since no one els but us is around, I would be more than happy to be your spotter." I gave him a friendly smile. Of course he still looked annoyed with me, but it seemed as if he was starting to understand where I was coming from.
"Pft, alright." He said under his breath. We both got into our positions. I stood over him and we both grabbed hold of the bar together. "On the count of three all right? One...two...three." We lifted the barbell off the rack and so began his real workout. I didn't want to make it seem like I was trying to push it when it came to helping him, but I couldn't resist. "Remember to take nice, even bre-" he cut me off with "I know how to breath!"
I chuckled a bit. "Sure you do." I said quietly.
As our rep continued, I noticed his eyes went from the barbell he was lifting, to the exposed bulge my pants were showing. My cock wasn't hard of course, but I couldn't help but notice this situation was oddly corny and decided to squat down a bit so my crotch was more towards his face. "Like what you see, kid?" I asked.
"The fuck you talk'n about?" The fox said, panting as he lifted up the barbell and placed it back on the rack.
"I think you know what I'm talk'n about." I said looking at him, raising an eyebrow.
"What? You think I would be interested in some stupid, shit face faggot like you? Pleas, I doubt you get any action with that stupid hairdo getting up in everyones face. Come to think of it, from this angle you look like a bitch. Heh, you probably love taking it up your pussy, don't you?"
To be honest what he said had really turned me on, but what I was about to do next was going to have him think otherwise. I grabbed him by the sleeves of his tank top and pulled him out from under the barbell rack and onto the cold padded floor with a thud. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING YOU CRAZIE FUCK!?" He yelled so loud it echoed the room, but it didn't matter how loud he yelled or how much he kicked and struggled, I dominated him in every way I could.
I dragged his scrambling body across the room to one of the mirrored walls that surrounds the gym and pinned his shoulders against it with both of my big hands. I pressed my noes against his, looked at him square in the eye and said, "All right I think it's about time someone show you who-OOONNFFF" He had kneed me right in the balls. Of course I didn't realize he had full access to that spot, but damn did it hurt. In fact, it hurt so much that I lost my balanced and dropped to my hands and knees. I felt almost as if I was going to throw up and I could even see stars circling my head.
I could tell he was standing right in front of me. Standing above and watching over me like I was weaker than he was. "Think your so tough now HUH!?" For a split second all I could see was white light, but then I realized he hit me in the jaw with that duffle bag he had brought in with him. I still don't know what was in that bag but whatever it was, it sure did pack a punch since it knocked me over on my side. I could feel something warm dripping from the corner my mouth, blood. Slowly, I tried to get up but that stupid fox thought it would be smart idea to kick me right in the abdomen. Damn, too bad this kid didn't know I how much I enjoyed this kind of play.
My body ached on the cold floor, it wasn't hard to get up but the fox didn't try anything this time from preventing me to. Finally I was able to get to my feet and the fox was just standing there, panting and with the expression of anger on his face. At least he was working up a good sweat.
My mouth was still bleeding out with blood, by this point I could feel it dripping down my neck. I lifted my left index finger and put it to the corner of my mouth where I was bleeding. I took a second to look at the blood covering my finger, then began to lick and suck the blood off my finger seductively with my long tongue. "Mmm, tasty." I started to chuckle and make a toothy smile, which seemed to creep the fox out quite a bit. I then licked my lips to get a better taste of the blood; the taste of warm copper filled my mouth. "Is that all ya got you little shit? I love it rough!"
"You sick cow!!" said the fox as he slapped me across the face. I pretended to make it look like it hurt more than it actually did by turning my head to the side; my long black hair covering my face. I started laughing historically. I turned my head slowly towards him and teased, "Only faggots slap." with a wicked smile.
"I already told you, I AIN'T NO FAGGOT!!!" He turned his right hand into a fist and punched me as hard as he could in the face, but thankfully I was able to prepare for the impact by locking my head in place. "GAH shit, my fuck'n hand!" The fox screamed in pain. It was really hilarious to see him in pain since it clearly had hurt him more than it had hurt me. His guard was finally let down this time, which gave me the perfect chance to backslap him across the face. I did so as hard as I could and the slap could be heard throughout the empty gym. The slap I gave him caused him to lose balance on his feet and trip over a WaterRower, landing on the floor with a smack face first.
"Oh god damn it." I said to myself, sounding annoyed. Had I taken it too far on him?
I walked over to where he laid on the ground, conscious but groaning in pain. "Ughh." he whimpered. I sat on his lap so he wouldn't be able to kick me in the groin again and I pinned his wrist to the floor with my big hands; my masculine frame shadowing his puny body. Finally I had him where I wanted him. He showed no sign of struggle or anger towards me, but rather fear. I looked at the damage I had done to his face; which was a bruised right eye and a cut directly under it, the cut didn't bleed much but the black eye I gave him was starting to swell up.
"I think I hurt you more than ya hurt me." I said with a chuckle. I could tell by looking at him this close how exhausted he was; beads of sweat covered his forehead and I could even feel the pulse of blood moving rapidly through his arms. I couldn't help but notice his beautiful hazel eyes, and how tears started to form in them. "Hey...kid, I'm sorry I didn't mean to-" He cut me off with a kiss on the lips. God damn it, the little shit had beat me to it. The kiss only lasted for a few seconds, but it caught me by surprise.
"Pleas, make me feel better." Whimpered the fox. With that being said, I gave him a slow kiss on the eye and worked my way down to his mouth for the real one, this time with a bit more passion. The longer we kissed, the more passionate it got; tongues intertwining and drool overflowing in our mouthes, I don't think I could've asked for a better start.
When I decided it was time to let go of his wrists, he immediately placed his left hand to the bulge of my paints and started groping it. He tried to place his right hand under my shirt to feel me up but couldn't since it was still in pain from punching my face. "Try not to use that hand kiddo. I know you want it, but I think I be able to handle your needs." I placed both hands at the collar of his shirt and tore it open. To my surprised he was laughing. "Haha you owe me a new shirt." I didn't give a shit, all I wanted was to put my lips on his body, and I did so by starting at his tender neck; kissing and licking up all the sweat with my tongue. "O-hoooo" moaned the fox in pleasure.
As I moved downward towards his chest I traced my tongue along his pectorals, even though they weren't as well defined as mine I still thought they were perfect. As I moved along I began to suck and swirl my tongue around his perky little nipples, which seemed to make him moan louder "GAHH, ohh your so good at that!" he said in ecstasy, weaving his fingers through my long locks of hair and trying to make me stay in this spot, but even he must have known that wouldn't be acceptable.
I dragged my mouth down to his abs, which were also coated in sweat. While circling my tongue around his bellybutton I was able to get another enjoyable laugh from my new boytoy. My tongue traced along the creases of his abdomen as I rubbed my right hand along the bulge of his shorts, making the fox utter another moan. One by one my fingers took hold of the elastic band that held up his shorts and slowly pulled down to expose his undies, which was a white and red jockstrap!
"Bingo!" I said out loud before diving my face against the bulge of his jock strap and started to lick and sniff at it. His strong musk filled my nostrils from the workout and fight we had earlier. The smell was almost like that of a wet dogs, except something about it was very arousing and addicting. Addicting enough to make me want to explore even further.
I took the shorts all the way off and tossed them to the side. I put both hands to his ass, lifting up his legs and exposing his tight pink pecker. His tail swooshed from side to side in excitement, inviting me to have a taste of the delicious looking ass that's been presented to me. I got flat on my stomach and put both of my thumbs to his hole, spreading it open so my tongue would be able to explore as deep as it could go. I began to sniff along his crack and slithered my tongue as deep as I could into his tight hot hole; the musky scent of his taint was so intoxicating that it made my eye's water. The taste of his hole though was something only a porn star could dream of; it was warm, wet, and spicy. I could feel the fox place a hand on one of my horns, forcing me to stay in this area while screaming "AHHhhh, oh fuck'n shit!"
I poked my tongue in and out of his ass for good two or three minutes before I thought it was time to take the jockstrap off. As I tugged off the jock his cock sprung up and flicked a clear drop of pre-cum right on my lip. "Oh, aren't you excited." I said, then licked the patch of pre from my lip. His cock was standing up proudly on it's own, and I waisted no time devouring that six incher into my mouth, and oh boy did he taste good. I swirled my tongue around the tip and licked along the shaft as slow as I could at first, then I deep throated his cock all the way to the base as fast as I could. The more I bobbed my head up and down his thick pecker, the more pre-cum I was able to slurp down.
"Aww shit dude, I'm feeling close!" No, not on my watch he wasn't.
His cock was released form my mouth with a pop. Connecting me to his cock was a long string of saliva with a mixture of pre. "Hey, what gives?" The fox complained. "I don't want you cumming just yet boy." I teased him by licking his balls. "Come one, let's get somewhere that's more comfortable." The floor we were laying on was quite uncomfortable, so I picked him up and sat him in one of the wight lifting machines. Thankfully we had ones where you could sit up and workout your arms, which was perfect for what I had in mind.
"What you plain on doing?" He asked, siting in the seat completely naked, his cock still rock hard and his face puzzled.
"Oh, come on kid, I can't tell you that, it would ruin the fun." I took two steps back from where he was siting and started to strip my shirt off, until.
"Wait!" he said extending a hand. "I want you to rip it off. After all, I think it would only be fair since your ripped off mine." He was right, it would be. I took my hands and ripped the stretchy maroon colored material caging away my masculine body. Tearing off the shirt took some effort since it was really stretchy, but when I finally got it off the fox just looked mesmerized; his jaw hanging open.
How lucky was he to have stumbled upon a guy like me? A guy who's muscles are sculpted to perfection. My perfect bull pec's and six-pack abs shined with musky sweat under the florescent lights all for the fox boy, who seemed to like what he was seeing. I got closer to him so he would be able to feel up my body; taking a look at his right hand to examined it.
"How's it feeling?" I asked.
"Mmff, it still fuck'n hurt's man. I think it's broken." The fox hissed in pain and gritting his teeth.
"Naw kid, it's definitely not broken. Just sprained. Here, let's see if this helps." I brought the hand to my chest very slowly and started to run the palm of his hand along my smooth pectorals. "How's that feel?" I asked quietly, then brought his hand to my chiseled six-pack; his fingers tracing the dips and creases.
"Mmm, it feel's hot man." The fox said with excitement, then placed his soft mouth on one of my big nipples and started sucking and nibble at it, while pinching and twisting the other.
"Aww yeah kid, suck the milk out of that teat!" I said, my head tilting back. I've always loved the feeling of a warm mouth suckling at my nipples, and this kid certainly had the mouth for it. "I wonder what els that mouth of yours is good at sucking?" I brought my hands down to my pants and started to unzip the fly, unveiling my pre-cum coated white undies.
"Oh shit dude, your so wet..." The fox placed a his hand to the pre covered bulge, giving it a firm squeeze. "...and huge!"
"Why don't you take the undies off, then you'll really know the definition of huge." He did so with patience. Ever so slowly he pulled the pants and underwear down to my knees, reviling my twelve inch cock.
"Holy shit dude! You are huge!" The fox began to stroke my vainy shaft and was rewarded with a few drops of pre. I took my thumb to the leaking tip and brought it to the fox's mouth, who sucked on it willingly.
"Hmm, your so beautiful." He looked at me with his beautiful hazel eye (the other one was barley visible because of the swelling surrounding it) and without me having to tell him he went straight to work sucking my dick. "Ohh fuck yeah!" I moaned.
He didn't really seem like the type of fur who would go for giving head. When I first saw him walk into the gym with that smug look on his face I had thought there would be no chance in hell I could fuck with this kid, but to my surprise he seem to know what he was doing with that mouth of his. He could only fit about half of my cock in his mouth but did his best to put more in, "Careful not to choke on it kid, don't want to have to fill out an accident report saying you choked on a cock." He took his head off my cock and chuckled.
"Ha, as if! Your cock is just too amazing for me not to choked on." He rubbed his nose against the pubic hair that created my happy trail and inhaled. "And your scent is too amazing for me not to suffocate from." He started massaging my balls with his right hand, I winced at the touch since I was still feeling a little sore there from our incident earlier.
"Can you kiss my balls and make them feel better?" I asked looking down at his cute face, and he did more than just kiss them let me tell you. He rolled his wet tongue around my golfball sized nuts and made sure to even get the backside. I bit my lip, shivering at the pleasure that was running up my spine. "Mmmm yeah, that's much better." I stuttered out quietly.
"Hey kid, remember how you said to me earlier how I looked like a bitch?" The fox stopped what he was doing and looked up to me with nervousness on his face.
"Y-yeah, why?" The fox said, his voice stuttering.
I took my pants all the way off and then took a step towards him so his dick was directly above my asshole. "Well, not only do I look like a bitch..." I took his penis in my right hand and started to rub the tip against my buns. "...but I am one." I gave him a very wet kiss on the lips and forced his cock all the way into my ass balls deep.
"MMMMFFFFFFFF!" I moaned loudly into the kiss. Even for a big guy like me to have something go relatively small inside my ass like that without any lubricants hurts like hell. However, the more I pumped my hips up and down his cock, the better it felt to ride this boys cock cowboy style.
I've never been ashamed I turned out to be such a big, strong, submissive bovine who loved taking it up the ass, really I'm not. I always love the feeling of a dick tickling my prostate and having it fill me up with it's hot spunk. The feeling of cum swashing around my intestines and dripping out of my ass made me feel like the bitch I was meant to be, and I fucking loved every second of it.
I took hold of the handle bars that are used for exercising your arms to lift my self up and down this boy's cock. Having my arms lifted up seem to help take a part in one of the fox's guilty kinks; which was armpit worship. As I pumped my ass on his juicy cock the fox placed his snout to my hairy underarm and began to sniff in the heavy scent of musk and lick the salty sweat. "Mmmm, yeah I thought you'd be the type to go after my pit's." I said, laughing at the tickling sensation.
By this point in our fuck session things seemed to be surprisingly quiet, except for the occasional pants and grunts. The fox wasn't saying anything since I put his cock in my ass, but seemed to be enjoying the view of my pec's jiggling up and down the way a woman's would; occasionally he would squeeze and fondle them. This got me kinda curious.
"H-have you ever...fucked a guy before?" I asked while rolling my head around in ecstasy.
He shook his head. His face turned bright red, looking embarrassed.
"But, you've fucked girls before...right?"
He nodded.
"S-so? How does this compare to a women's?"
"This...is way better than the real thing. The warmth, the tightness!" He the young fox grabbed me by the waist and rammed his cock as hard as he could in me, then kissed along my chest.
"Oooo, well I'm glad to hear this is better." I gave him another light kiss on the lips. "Make sure you tell me when your about to cum. I wanna try something." I said, leaning back a little to give the fox boy some breathing room and a nice view of what he's fucking.
My foot long cock rubbed against the fox boys chest. The slick friction causing me to almost go over the edge at times. "Oh baby, I'm getting really close." I said, starting to pinch and twist my nipples; riding the fox faster and faster. "Mmffff, come onn FUCK ME HARDER!!!!!" I screamed, demanding him to fuck me with all he's got left. His balls slaping against my ass. "Ohhh YEAH, work my pussy boy." Sweat poured off me like a rain shower. My tight ass clenching around his cock, heart racing at full speed.
I couldn't hold it anymore, that's when I figured it was time.
"OHhhh FUCK I"M GONNA CUM!!!!!!!!!!!!" I roared at the top of my lungs, cum spurting everywhere. It wen't and landed on my face and chest, but mostly landed on the fox; who yet again to my surprise seemed to enjoyed my out-of-control-milkshake.
"YES!!! Cum you big fucking bitch!!!!!!" The fox said stroking my cock and letting some of it land on his face and hat. He even let some of it go into his mouth. "Mmmmm you taste so good." The fox said licking the cum off his lips.
Even as my orgasm subsided, I continued to thrust my hips on his cock. "Hehe, are you close?" I asked the fox. His chest was covered in my seed; I placed both my hands on his chest and started to smear the cum anywhere I could touch, which turned his orange and white fur to a glossy, sticky coat.
"Mmmhmm yeah almost." He said with concentration, his young hands squeezing my thighs.
I hopped off the fox's cock and got to my knees, his hard-on now pointing directly at my chest. "I want you to fuck me in the chest." I said, before the fox could protest. He seemed to hesitate at the thought of chest fucking a guy. "Come on kid, it'll feel just like a girls tit's, I promise." I said trying to convince him. Even though tit fucking a guy like me seemed like something silly or wrong I couldn't help but feel it would look super hot to see him do; plus I had the perfect tit's for pec-fucking.
"Hmmm, all right I guess." The fox got to the edge of the seat he was siting in and placed his cock to the gap between my pec's. I grabbed hold of his waist, bringing him as close as I could to my chest and began to run his dick between my tits the way a hotdog runs in a bun.
"How do ya like that kiddo?" I said eagerly, looking the fox in the eye while I used my pectoral muscles to sandwich his dick between my sweat coated chest.
"Ughh, not bad actually." The fox said blushing. He placed his hands on my shoulders for better support on thrusting.
Lubrication was beginning to become an issue eventually, so I decided to hock a loogie on my chest which seemed to work very well in the fox's case. "Oh shit, I'm getting close..." murmured the fox.
The fox humped his dick between my pec's faster this time. Oh how I wanted to feel his warm spunk cover me. "Come on babe! Oh yeah that's right, I want you to cum for me." I begged.
"GAH! OH fuck I'm CUMMING!!!!!!" I could feel his cock squirt out six shots of warm seed on me. The first landing on my chin, the second landing on my cheek, and the rest ether landed on my neck or chest.
"Ohhh yeah boy! Give me everything you got!" I yelled out, his cock still spurting out cum between my pec's.
As his orgasm subsided, I could feel the cum drip down my body. Being the dirty animal I am, I smeared the cum that was on my neck and chest all over the place; on my abs, shoulders, underarms. I wanted his scent to stay on me for as long as it would be able to hold up for. This isn't something I normally do, but there was something about it that felt so, right. Like I had feelings for this kid and I wanted him to be a part of me.
"Hey Marco, are you done yet? It's 11:30 and I'd like to clo---"
Oh shit, I had forgot about Terry, the manager who runs the place.
"What...what the FUCK IS GOING ON!!?" the stag yelled at the top of his lungs, furious to see two fur's who had just finished a tit fuck session in the middle of his gym.
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE YOU FUCKING FAGGOT AND TAKE YOUR FREIND WITH YOU!!!!!!!!!"
The fox and I were only able to get our pants on (not underwear) before we were forced out by Terry, who thew one of the plastic chairs that was sitting around at the time towards us. The fox boy tried to put up a good fight between himself and the stag; however I couldn't let him get into another pointless fight and had to literally carry him over my shoulders to get him out of the gym with me.
"Don't forget your bag faggot's!" Said Terry as he threw the fox's duffle bag out onto the sidewalk.
I walked down the street with the fox on my shoulder for about a block before I asked "Are you going to do anything stupid this time?"
"No..." The fox pointlessly sighed. I stopped in a near by alleyway to put him down.
"Are you alright?" I asked him, cupping my hands around his cute face.
"Yeah, I guess so. I've just...you know...never done it in a public place before."
I chuckled at the thought of how many times I've done public sex. "Yeah sorry about that. I'm so used to it I should've know better." I shrugged.
"And that stag, he almost killed us."
I chuckled and rolled my eye's. "Don't worry about him, he owes me a favor anyways."
Then a thought crossed my mind, a thought that didn't occur to me until now. "What's your name? I'm getting sick of just calling you kid."
The fox looked at my chest and placed his left index finger on it, making little circles along my sticky pectorals. "My name's Devin. Your's is Marco, right?"
"Yeah, it is." That's all I could say to him before he got on his tiptoes and gave me a soft, long kiss on the lips. The air that summer night was feeling a bit more cooler than usual, but the heat of our topless bodies mixed together created a spear of warm which seemed to have blocked out the cold.
"Why don't I take you back to my place and clean you up?" I offered, not sure if he would feel comfortable going to some strangers house. After all, he was only a kid.
"Yeah dude! I'd like to see where you live." Devin said excitedly.
I've brought home guys from the gym before, but those were on rare occasions. Most of the guys who I know at the gym are straight; always telling me how much they loved to go balls deep inside their girls. I never mind the conversation, but it would normally end with me telling everyone how I had a femboy go balls deep inside me.
We started walking down the street towards the apartment I live in, my right arm wrapped over the fox's shoulder, keeping him close. There were a few people we passed by who gave us strange looks, probably weirded out that we were walking down the street topless together, looking like dirty fools; but to be honest, Devin and I didn't give a shit what people were thinking about us at the time. All we wanted to do was get off the street and get somewhere to clean ourselves up.
We both spent the rest of the night in my apartment trying to fix ourselves. When I looked into my bathroom mirror I could see the damage Devin had done to my face. My left cheek was a bit swollen and blood had dried to my skin, but it's wasn't unsatisfying seeing myself like this; in fact, it only made me want to go for another round of rough sex.
The two of us got in the shower to scrub the smell of sex off our bodies. Obviously this led to another fuck session, but I won't go into details this time. All I can say it was nice and passionate.
After our shower, I gave the fox some ice to num the pain occurring in his hand and later gave him a bandage to wrap it up. I asked him if he wanted to stay the night. "Yeah, I'd love to spend the night!" He embraced me with a big hug, which I found to be super cute for a kid like him.
The rest of the night we didn't do much but lay on the couch and get to know each other. Resting our soar bodies from the workout and sex session we had together. He told me he was only 19 years old and lived with his mom and step dad, who's apparently a real jerk.
I told him how I worked as a mechanic and plumber by day, and a stripper by night. Told him about the place I work at called The Prism and how it's the most colorful gay strip club you'll ever see.
"Can I ever come and visit you there?" Devin asked.
"Well you do have to be 21, but in the morning I'l give you something so you'd be able to come in and see me. For now though, let's just rest." I said, giving him a kiss on the forehead.
As we dozed off into our state of sleep, I could feel the fox's heart beat become synced with mine as he laid his young body on me, and for the first time in a long time I felt something I don't normally feel from another fur.
Love.