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*Hey all! Well, here's a short for you to enjoy, or well, hopefully enjoy at least hahah! Either way--not much to say really; just enjoy and hope it's a nice read! *

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There was nothing better than working out after a really late day in the office; it was the stress-reliever for Jack. Well, it was more technically the shower afterwards, but the workout was just the prerequisite to making the shower all the more enjoyable. What's better than letting a tired body soak in some warm water and have it run over your muscles? Or at least he was trying to get muscles right now.

There was the usual clink-clank sound in the gym, though it was rapidly diminishing as most sensible furs were beginning to leave before it closed. Of course, Jack couldn't help but think that he was sensible fur that was kept very insensibly late in his office tonight--so he didn't get a chance to come earlier. He used that annoyance as fuel though, burning his anger into what he hoped would turn into muscle mass eventually--or at least lower his cholesterol. Both would be preferred.

Before switching over to his other paw he wiped some of the sweat off his palms onto his grey fur, watching Boris as he did. The bear was doing squats, and looking pretty good about it too, reminding him of an ex, but he caught himself quick enough before Gavin caught him staring.

"You got it Boris...come-on, just a bit more," Gavin encouraged the large bear, posed and ready to offer help if need be; as was his job.

There was a grunt, and a clatter, but Jack kept his eyes diverted. He didn't come for eye-candy, though it was such an obvious benefit. He heard the big bear laugh triumphantly.

"See I knew you could do it," Gavin congratulated the bear.

Jack smirked at the sight, enjoying it for the simplicity, one fur congratulating another for their success that would lead to a healthier life. It was what the gym was for after all. He curled the dumbbell again with renewed fervor, that would be him one day; all healthy and eye-candy worthy. Off to the side he noted Gavin waving the bear goodbye, and quickly moving over to a machine to start working out.

He looked away quickly enough though; he wasn't here to watch others work out after all. He set down his own weights and took a quick breather before starting his next set. He managed to get through about half way before a rough voice caught his attention.

"Hey you. Jack!" Gavin barked at the wolf, quickly getting his fellow canine's eye, "Do you think you'd mind helping me out? No one else seems to have stuck around," he said, noting how the wolf looked around for confirmation, or maybe to see if he'd really been speaking to him.

"Oh, sure thing Gavin," Jack replied a bit nervously. The husky rarely ever asked for help, but he'd always wanted to get to know him. Of course, he'd been far too shy to just go up and introduce himself. Did furs even do that anymore--what with how phones and electronics were nearly glued to paws along with eyes nowadays? Even if it was a short introduction he guessed it might be good to get to know someone as well known in the gym as Gavin. Quickly finishing his rep, Jack wiped his sweaty palms off, and jogged over to help the husky. Before opening his muzzle he made a mental note to not imply anything with the dog; he wasn't going to make a fool of himself--Gavin was good looking, but he didn't want to send the wrong impression; first impressions were everything after all. He quickly took his place and whistled loudly, "Two-thirty...isn't that a lot? Or are you doing a max?"

"Might be for you, no offense. And no, I'm doing sets," Gavin said plainly, and after Jack nodded he smiled kindly, "But hey, I've been at this for a few years...this is just regular for me. Well, not really regular, I'm trying to increase my sets...my regular is just two hundred. That's why I asked for help...if I can't do it, I want someone like you to help me out. I'm sure you'll outdo me in no time though,"

"I doubt it," Jack replied with a small smile. Had the husky really just complimented him? It was far from being hit on, but just having such a kind word said made his impression of the dog elevate all the more. Of course what did he mean someone like himself? He shook it from his mind though and nodded at the dog, "...how many you doing?"

"Normal reps. We can alternate," Gavin said, wrinkling his nose at the smell of a healthy wolf whose scent was flooding his nose. The wolf's spotting position, squatting over him, only made the scent fall more heavily down onto him. He simply flicked his ears at it though and grabbed onto the bar. It was a gym, you got used to it; learned to enjoy it for what it was.

"I wasn't going to do presses tonight,"

"Did you do them earlier this week?"

"Uhh, no...didn't plan on them,"

"You are now," Gavin stated simply. He winked at the wolf, getting Jack to smile nervously down at him and quickly began his sets. After he'd done five reps he got off and set down the bar eighty pounds from his usual for the wolf. He knew it was a jack-ass move to tell the wolf he was doing presses when he hadn't planned on them, but it had been the first thing to come out of his muzzle as compared with a humble request to have a work-out buddy. That was how it always was though, if the wolf knew just how terrible around new people he really was he was sure he'd be the butt of the joke for quite sometime, and so he tried to come off strong and buff.

Jack opened his mouth to let the husky know that he normally benched just a bit under his own body weight, a humble one-seventy, but he never mentioned it. It was only a few pounds more than his usual, but it was more the fact that Gavin just nodded down at the bench as if he'd set it and it was forbidden to change. He didn't think it would be a smart idea to disagree with the husky, though why he didn't know. It wasn't like Gavin was mean; in fact, the dog was being really nice to him. Sort of. They hadn't spoken much while working out, in fact, he'd only been near the husky a few minutes--but he seemed nice.

They alternated for three sets; Gavin finishing off one last one before sitting up and smirking over at the wolf, "Not bad Jack," he said, taking in another whiff of the wolf's musty scent. The wolf wore boxers--some green color, and he'd caught the glimpse of the wolf's furry orbs he was sure. He'd ignored it though--he didn't come to the gym to check out guys after all. In fact, he more thought about how wearing loose fitting clothing was uncomfortable he thought--he liked to be snug when working out.

"T--thanks," Jack replied, his ears flickering at the fact the dog knew his name; finally catching that fact. Of course it shouldn't have surprised him, seeing as the husky was close with the owner. He wondered how close--hopefully not terribly. It'd be a shame if the husky was off the market o--No! Jack shook his head, it was a stupid thought. Besides, the husky was just helping push himself--by a lot it seemed. He was sore already, but at the same time glad the dog had made him go beyond his normal.

"Now you're going to race a mile with me," Gavin said as he waved the wolf to follow him.

"I am?" Jack asked, but found himself already in line behind the husky. His eyes trailed down to the dog's tail that swished back and forth and to the firm rump which he was sure anyone would kill to land their paws on.

"Yeah, I've been watching you...you've done enough tonight...this will make a good warm-down...make sure to pump your arms, get the lactic acid out,"

"And into my legs..." Jack said with a small sigh. He wanted to ask why they would run a mile if they were doing strength training, but he didn't.

"Heheh...yeah...kind of,"

After a few minutes--six minutes and fifty-two seconds (a new record for the wolf)--Jack found himself leaning on his knees and panting up a storm. On any other occasion he might've been proud of his new record, but right now he felt like it was more or less forced out of him from the dog. It wasn't that Gavin had told him not to slow down, he just knew not to, as if it would make his partner unhappy.

"Good job; I'd be impressed, but I knew you had it in you," Gavin told the wolf, wiping his forehead, but otherwise seeming quite OK. He was out of breath, but not half as much as Jack, who keeled over after a moment and plopped onto his back; it gave the husky a slight heart-attack and he jumped over, "You OK?"

Jack waved the compliment away and the worry--literally--though at any other instance he would've blushed and been giddy; for now though each new breath was its own reward. Still, he wasn't so exhausted as to not catch a bit of excessive praise; at least for a guy the husky didn't know. It was strange, maybe the husky was hitting on him? That was the second rather excessive seeming compliment--or maybe Gavin was just naturally kind?

Yeah, more like he'll be hitting on me literally if I let my cock think for me Jack scolded himself in his mind, pushing the thought away. A paw on his thigh made him tense, and his eyes quickly fell on the dog's face, who was looking at him intently.

Gavin noticed the look and pulled his paw back, "Sorry...was thinking a rub down might help ya...I know I've pushed you," he said, his ears flickering on his head. "If you want of course..."

"You know what you're doing?" Jack asked without thinking, and then wanted to slam his head back against the ground. Why would Gavin offer if he didn't? Well, aside than from to touch him. No, that wasn't it he was sure--sort of.

"OK...stand up when ya' can...I'll just help kneed you Bud," Gavin said, throwing a small wink the wolf's way.

Jack didn't argue, instead looking away to hide the red in his cheeks, and soon found himself back on his legs, though he stared up at the ceiling the entire while and thought of Marge in the office, a rather ugly kangaroo who had most of her teeth missing. That was better than looking down and seeing Gavin on his knees. In front of him. His warm breath running over his waist. Damn it...don't' think about it don't think about it don't think about it don't think about it d--he's so hot Damn stop thinking about it! I'd be a good doggi--Shut the hell up you pervert! Besides with this position, he'd be the one to suck my cock, god that would be hot, his lips latched on and...

And then the paw moved up his thigh a bit, under his shorts, but it stopped just there and began to work on his quads.

"Ooh," Jack let out instinctively, forgetting himself for a moment. He jumped away from the touch very quickly though, and looked down at the dog wide eyed, expecting Gavin to be scowling or angry at him; not to be smirking. Jack felt his member throb in his shorts as he stared blankly at the built husky. He'd gotten hard despite himself, but how long? Had Gavin not noticed? How the hell could he not--he practically smelled of arousal!

"Time to hit the sauna...wouldn't you say...Jack," Gavin said, accentuating the wolf's name and letting it roll over his tongue. Before Jack could reply he smirked at the taken back canine and nodded towards the desired location, "That is...if my new work-out-buddy would like to join me..."

A needy feeling throbbed once more in the wolf's pants and Jack swallowed his tongue back into his muzzle, blushing at the realization he'd been letting it hang out like some kind of overheating amateur--or horny dog. It sounded like the husky was making a move on him. There was no way Gavin could've missed his arousal, and the husky didn't seem to be put off by it. And the husky had just called him his work out buddy! Did that imply they would be seeing more of each other? Just how much more--more time spent--less clothes--both? "Bu--Buddy?"

Gavin chuckled at the nervous canine and nodded slowly, making sure Jack saw, "Yep...but well, that is only if you're ok with it," he replied. Taking a step forward he closed the distance so that there was no way they didn't feel the heat radiate off the other. He smirked at the way the wolf swallowed the lump in his throat and moved his head till he was right at the wolf's face, a hair's breadth separating their lips. Did the wolf know he was panting? Right in his face too, but that wasn't so bad--it was kind of cute how the wolf was.

Time seemed to stop.

Jack stared at the hunky male in front of him and wondered if this was really happening? Was the hottest canine in the gym really hitting on him? Why? Did this mean what he thought it did? What else could it mean? He pushed the thoughts away and let out a shuddering sigh before leaning forward, eyes closed and head tilted--though he only connected with air. The next thing he knew he was watching as Gavin strutted away, his tail flickering back and forth happily.

"I've really gotta go loosen up," Gavin said, giving a light groan to himself, but loud enough for his hopefully-soon-to-be-his to hear.

Jack stood still for a minute, watching the sway of the husky's rump--one that had to be forced because there was just enough kick to it to be notable. And his tail was hiked up, though wagging at the same time. A few things happened once Gavin's more than eye-worthy rump passed the corner. Jack quickly sucked his tongue back into his mouth again, stopped panting loudly, readjusted his member in the shorts, and without really meaning to, began to jog off after the husky.

On his short run to the sauna he couldn't help but note how deserted the gym was, by now most of the lights were even off. It...seemed like it was just them. Was it right to do this? No, that wasn't the most urgent question. Did Gavin have the leverage to stay after hours? Did he do it often?

"No...don't be stupid," Jack said to himself. If Gavin was the type to 'break in' others he was sure he would've heard about it. More importantly he was sure the membership would've been double what it was if the husky did such a lewd thing, or at very least hearing a fur jokingly call another fur a 'fag' would've been much less prevalent, right? This wasn't that type of gym though--furs came here to work out, not to get laid. But...that didn't mean it couldn't happen.

As he stopped at the sauna he noted the pair of shorts and a shirt left abandoned and a helpless whine fell from his muzzle: Gavin was in there, maybe even naked as the day he was born. Or maybe in a jock? He had to suck his tongue back into his muzzle. He didn't know if he was supposed to follow suit. After a few moments of indecision he ditched all his clothes though--why not just go for it? He grabbed a towel before throwing the door open and getting in.

"Hey there Jack," a rough voice said; the voice of Gavin.

Jack looked around the steamy room but to little avail. After a few seconds he just began to take a few steps forward and much to his joy found the blurry image of Gavin getting clearer and clearer. Soon he was standing in front of the husky; his tented towel right in Gavin's line of sight.

"Well...sit down, enjoy yourself. Let your legs relax," the husky said, noting how quickly Jack hurried to obey the command. Of course, he also noted the bit of hesitation, by the fact that the distance between them was about two furs. He smiled at the wolf, and then leaned back with a sigh, "So...tell me about yourself,"

"M--Myself?" Jack asked, and felt his libido take a slight drop. On the one paw, it seemed Gavin wanted to get to know him better, on the other though, he had no idea what Gavin's intentions were now. Still, he wasn't entirely disappointed. When he tallied up the score: Gavin was hot, he was kind, his paws felt amazing when massaging, he had noticed and not freaked out by his erection, and best of all the husky wanted to get to know him.

"Yeah...what you do, where you're from, hobbies; stuff like that," Gavin grunted, his eyes closed and enjoying the feeling of the heat. "I've been meaning to get to know you for awhile. I would say we could go out...but I'm in need of some heat you know?"

"Go out?" Jack asked, his ears perked all the way up, but he quickly moved again, "Like just after working out...grab a coffee and talk or something?"

Gavin eyed the wolf for a few moments, "Any of those...or something..." he said with a smirk, letting the final bit hang for a moment, but then quickly moving on, "Now...what about you?"

"Well...umm, I'm a stockbroker...went to school for teaching math...but...kinda fell into doing stocks during a summer internship: realized I have a knack for it. I'm a southern type of wolf...but I much prefer it up North, the air is a lot cleaner up here. Still...I love sweet tea; it's my poison. Umm...as for hobbies...well, I've started hitting the gym, I read a bit, but...I'm afraid I'm a kind of boring guy," Jack said, his heart beating against his chest again; Gavin had wanted to get to know him?

"Oh, no girlfriend?"

There it went. Jack felt his libido take a nose dive. But before he could answer Gavin continued.

"Or no boyfriend?"

"Ummm....n--No," Jack replied and looked away from the husky, "Not at the moment. Not in far too long, been a year since I've even had a date...........how about you?" he asked and felt his face drop. Did I really just ask that?

"Nope...a bit of a loner as of late, I hate to admit," Gavin said easily. "Spend most of my time either working or at home with a nice book--haven't quite found someone to share a taste with--if I can say. My college years are long gone, and even those weren't as wild as they probably should've been as far as fun is concerned. Haven't hit the bars in maybe half a year now. If I can be honest...I'm a bit of a snob, my sister got me into wine tastings of all things,"

"I still go out to the bars with some buds...usually for a drink with friends....never been to a wine tasting though,"

"Yeah...I kinda regret not going back to bars sometimes. I don't miss the aura, but...well, how else is a guy supposed to meet someone if he's always either working or exercising? Of course, maybe we can go to a tasting together sometime,"

"Well, maybe you can say just what your tastes are," Jack replied, glad the steam of the room hid his own surprise at what he'd just asked. "I find it hard to believe the girls aren't just all falling at your feet; surely you can find a date to the tastings," he said, but slapped himself mentally. Why the hell would he sound like he was rejecting the offer--the husky wanted to hang out with him!

"Honestly, I'd prefer it being the guys falling at my feet," Gavin replied easily, only his twitching ears showing off the nervousness the steam hid so well in his eyes, "Heh....hope you don't mind," he added, glad he'd gone the civil route and throwing himself out there--well, at least that one part of him.

"No...no, it's fine..."

"Kind of figured it would be...you know...with fellow gay-fur,"

Jack gasped a little, but reminded himself that it wasn't like he was going to be bashed for coming out--after all, Gavin had. He nodded a bit, "Yeah......how'd you know though?" he asked, feeling a bit confused--though guessing the dog probably hadn't missed all his arousal either.

"Saw you at the last bar I ever went to: it was a gay bar...so...just kinda taking a wild guess," Gavin said with a chuckle. "And I saw you eye Boris when I was helping him out,"

"Oh..."

"Heh...wasn't too hard to take a guess...well...you know...kinda just taking a guess right now,"

Jack swallowed the lump in his throat. The husky moved closer.

"You're still tense Bud...and shaking,"

Jack couldn't help it, the husky had him shaking like a leaf. He was so excited and nervous and so many things. Gavin liked him, he had to like him! He stared at the husky for a few moments, and the dog gave him another smirk. A heavy paw landed on his shoulder.

"Just relax...I like ya' Bud...but I just want to know you better. So re--Mmmph!"

Jack dove at the husky, slamming his paws over Gavin's shoulders and pulling him closer as he smashed their lips together. Gavin reacted quickly enough, gruffly laughing into the kiss and opening his muzzle to his eager tongue. He whined into the kiss and jammed his tongue into the dog's mouth--not caring about any sort of proper kiss, he had to taste the dog. One paw moved over the husky's lower back as Gavin moved to straddle him, rubbing against him while the dog's paws cupped his face to hold him into the kiss.

Soon both furs were panting heavily, Gavin letting the wolf have his way with him for now, and Jack feeding his hunger. The wolf's paws ripped his towel away after a moment and began to splay over his body, feeling over him. He flexed as best he could for the wolf, enjoying the touch. He held onto the wolf as he was let down onto the bench, bringing his legs up as well. His paws stopped holding Jack, there was no need for it, and moved down quickly, feeling over the other canine's body. The wolf wasn't as fit as him, still having a bit of a tummy, but he didn't mind that at all--it was nice.

Minutes passed before both had to pull away for a breather. Jack panted heavily and got his first proper look over the male he'd just assaulted--perhaps willingly. His paws had been very right, Gavin was everything right about guys! He had an oreo color on his chest, and it seemed to dip down lower into his jock. That image made him whine again, the husky had a jock, and it was tented heavily.

"Like what you see?"

"Yeah...a lot," Jack panted, leaning in and licking the husky's neck, getting the taste back onto his muzzle. He buried his nose against Gavin and took into the heavy scent, "You smell so good,"

"Thanks Bud,"

"Damn...I can't believe you're gay,"

"Not even after what I've shown you so far?" Gavin asked with a smirk, "Guess you'll just have to fuck me and find out,"

Jack's ears flickered heavily on his head and he stared down at Gavin.

There was a blush he was pretty sure, and Gavin scratched at his cheek, "Sorry...not my proudest line...but, I figured while I'm under you, I might as well enjoy it,"

After a moment Jack felt his enthusiasm rush back--as well as a surge of blood to his lower region, causing his member to throb in need. "You're a hell of a tease,"

"Would it be better if I said I'm actually just shy?" Gavin asked with a smirk, not quite knowing how else to approach the wolf.

"Well, I think you're cute...or hot, whatever you prefer,"

"I'm OK with both; getting complimented from a guy like you is enough for me,"

Jack felt his cock throb again. He grinned down at Gavin and went back for another kiss, this time pushing his muzzle down into the husky's muzzle much more skillfully; testing the waters. And deeper still when Gavin began to suckle on his tongue while humping against him, the husky's paws kneading his ass as they made out. They kept it up for a few minutes before Jack pulled back again, knowing he had to do something about the prodding sensation they both gave one another, "So...you said I could fuck you, right? Isn't the bigger muscle guy supposed to be a top,"

"Species come first. You're a wolf, I'm a husky, only natural I'd be the one to raise my tail...or well, heh, I've got a bit of a role play fetish in that sense,"

"I won't complain," Jack said, chuckling as he got off the husky, "I can be a good, big-bad-wolf,"

"I'm sure yo--"

"Quiet! You'll speak when Alpha tells you to," Jack barked, smirking at the way the husky immediately fell into a role, whining and nodding a confirmation. He patted Gavin condescendingly on his head, "Good boy. Now stand up and turn over,"

Gavin nearly jumped to obey the order, throwing his towel off to the side.

"A jock-doggie, I like that," Jack said, smirking at the now damp jock that showed the red-rocket underneath.

Gavin smiled brightly for the wolf, but turned around as commanded, leaning over a bit. He spread his legs and exposed himself for the wolf; which got him a 'good-boy' as a reward. After a moment he felt warm air running over his rump--not the from the steam room either. Paws followed suit, groping him. The wolf's hot breath tickled over his exposed flesh.

"Mmmm, you do work out," Jack said with a smirk, rubbing the worked out buns and giving them a heavy grope--even a small smack, though that got him a smack on his muzzle from the husky's tail. He just laughed though, "A hit for a hit...funny. But I was thinking you'd look better with a hiked up tail,"

Gavin didn't take long to do just that, though he had trouble keeping his tail still regardless, it wagged a little in excitement. "All you have to do is ask, I'm a good doggie,"

"Yeah you are," Jack replied, leaning closer before deciding to go for it. He started at the husky's furry orbs, dragging his tongue up to the base of his tail. It was too much though--well, at least too long a lick; not as enjoyable. Next time he settled for a more refined taste, dragging his tongue through the husky's crevice, a loud and eager moan following the action. Gavin was into this, and that made him happy; especially as this was more an act for the receiving party--not that it wasn't enjoyable in his own position. His nosepad was warm with the sweaty husky's scent, telling him just how much the dog wanted this. He inhaled greedily each time after all; nothing beat sweaty work out musk along with a horned up scent. It was enough to make a moan of his own fall out, and increase his own need for the dog.

He let his tongue trace over the hidden bud of flesh after a few moments, tasting the musky scent all the more strongly--it wasn't offputting, and with that he let himself at the dog. He burrowed his tongue against the bud of muscle, drinking in the heavy whine that got from Gavin.

"Come-on...that's it," Gavin groaned, his eyes closed leisurely and a pure smile on his face that he was sure would've let the wolf know just how much he enjoyed the acts. A happy lap over his taint caused him to give a rough moan before he pushed his hips further back against the wolf's muzzle. That got him a growl of enjoyment from Jack, a sound that only made his tail more stiff in the air--right where it needed to be a part of him thought.

Jack moaned eagerly from his spot, beginning to stop his lapping tongue for a more precise method. He planted his paws firmly on the rump of the husky, giving it a healthy grope, followed by another, and then another. The fact that Gavin was pushing his hips against his muzzle only increased his lust and eagerness to please the bigger male. He pressed his lips against the dog's pucker, giving the male a sloppy kiss under his tail.

"Mmm...that's really good Bud,"

Jack moaned a thanks to the husky while keeping his lips planted against the husky's pucker, the most private kiss one could give to a fellow fur--also one of his personal favorites. The musky smell and flavor of the dog had his cock pulsing between his legs, but for this kind of fun and enjoyment he ignored it easily enough; after all, it'd get its fun soon enough. After a few flicks of his tongue and a rough push, he felt his tongue slip past the husky's pucker.

A moan from above told him that he was fine; in fact he felt obliged to continue. After all, this was something of a timely endeavor, and was best to take the time to enjoy the flavor and musk that assaulted his tongue and nose. It made him lightheaded, but in such a nice way, he let his tongue trace along the husky's taint, tasting the sweat and musk. He rearagned the private furs with each new swipe of his tongue, rumbling happily along with Gavin's moans--not having to work as hard with how the dog pushed back against his muzzle.

Soon enough he began to truly attack the husky's hole, circling his tongue around it for a few moments before going for the kill--or perhaps kiss was a better term. His fervor showed from the heavy growl he let out, prodding his tongue against the protective flesh until it finally gave in with a moan from the dog. The heat and musk were amazing, and Jack dug into the offered rump--taking everything the husky had to offer as best he could; the feeling of the dog's slow humping motion of his hips back against his muzzle, helping to drive the tongue deeper into his body.

With a last suctioning kiss Jack pulled back from Gavin's now sloppy hole and eyed his work, the ring of muscle winking back at him briefly before he stood up. He licked his chops and even smacked his lips for the husky who was looking back at him with a grin, one he returned, "Ready for the real deal now?"

"Fuck yeah," Gavin sighed, seeming perfectly comfortable with his paws against the wall for support, which was fine for Jack.

"I think you mean 'fuck me',"

Gavin snuffled at that, "Don't tease me,"

"You're one to talk...with free massages and such...course, I'll give you a nice massage," Jack said, stepping up and rubbing his cock through the husky's mounds of flesh. It wasn't his proudest line, but Gavin pressed back all the same and moaned. He tried to be as civil as he could when he spat onto his paw before giving himself a few strokes--such was the price of spur of the moment sex.

"Come-on..." Gavin sighed, pressed back again.

"First things first...come-on, you know what you have to do," Jack said, and then threw in a growl for good effect.

For a moment the husky stopped, but only a moment before there was a relaxation to his muscles and he gave in to it, "Fuck me. Need you to fuck my ass Jack, please Bud,"

That was all he needed--and it made his cock leak that much more profusely against the dog's taint.

Gavin went all still when the cockhead pressed against his spit-lubed hole, his tail twitching slightly as the pressure continued to increase. He pushed back against Jack just as much as the wolf was pressing into him, working to overcome the resistance his body posed. Their hips finally met after a series of huffs and moans, Gavin letting out his most satisfied moan of the night while Jack grunted victoriously behind him.

He wiggled his own hips as the wolf shifted his from side to side--letting him feel just how deep in the fur he was, as well as helping open him up just a bit more. Paws gave his rump a nice squeeze before moving around to grip at his hips, holding him in place. It gave leverage, settling them in for what was to come. He snuffled when the wolf leaned against him and gave his neck a few nips and licks--tilting his head to the side to show his submission. Still, as Jack pulled away he didn't stop himself from nuzzling the wolf; a small show of thanks for everything so far. He hadn't planned for things to go this well, and with a small thrust he knew they would only get better still.

Jack nuzzled back against the husky, not minding the rather affectionate seeming display, even wondering if it boded well for something more than a steam-room fuck, but the fuck was already here, and his body reminded him to focus on it. He moved his hips fluidly, his balls making a pendulum motion--slapping against the husky's rump with every thrust--as he pounded into the dog's rump. He held onto him, bringing Gavin up from his leaning position and holding him tightly against him, letting only their hips dance as he ran his paws all over the roughly breathing canine, "You want out of your jock?" he asked, noting the tented cloth after some moments.

Gavin huffed his approval, moaning happily as his cock was released from its prison for the first time that night, throbbing eagerly as a paw gently moved near it.

"Nice big doggie...shame you were hiding it this long,"

Gavin moaned again, lolling his head back onto Jack's shoulder as the wolf began to play with his balls--murmuring lusty compliments into his ear; what the wolf liked, some obscure detail that made him shudder, an action he wanted to do to him, always something to keep his ears flickering happily. He wasn't passive at all, even if he was still held tightly against the canine with one paw, thrusting his hips back to meet each pleasure inducing grunt that he received.

They were in it together, giving and taking, always adding more to the ball-churning pleasure that was building up in both their bodies. Taking and giving, using one another's body for their mutual pleasure; very different in method but so similar in feel and enjoyment for the two canines.

Jack was sure he was giving the dog's prostate a nice workout from the gliding of his firm cock over the swollen nub. Of course, the moans and groans and pre slickened cock also spoke to the success of his actions. His rhythm began to get faster, pushing more roughly, more firmly into the husky who matched each time, surely feeling the same thing. The dog met his grinding hips when he began to do such, looking so hot as he humped back against his cock--whining to get more of the thick member in. He nearly missed the husky telling him it was OK if he tied with him, and he felt just a moment of embarrassment for not having thought of asking, but that was outdone by the growing excitement.

It wasn't meant to be a long exercise, neither was ready to keep it up for much longer. Jack began to pump into the husky, pressing his knot more intently against the clenching hole every time. He moved a paw of his own to Gavin's cock, gripping the flesh in his paw; catching the dog between two fine sensations. Still, the husky complimented him, seeming more eager to bounce back against his hips than to thrust forward into his paw, but beginning to be desperate about each motion.

"Fuck me!" Gavin barked, throwing his head back as the wolf began to stroke over his needy member in tandem with the thrusts. "Fuck my ass, tie me!"

The demands, Jack was rather sure that was what they were, he was eager to meet them, trying his best to do so. He bucked his hips into the dog's, growling roughly as he bred the larger male, wanting to claim him, to have him all to himself.

Gavin whined in overriding pleasure, pressing intently back onto the wolf; making the knot spear his ass. He skewered his prostate on the cock, before pulling off and slamming back down, repeating the act over and over. With a grunt he pushed back one final time, giving a bark of pleasure as the knot finally popped past his defenses and was caught. That triggered Jack, and he could feel the final string break in the wolf who began to buck heavily into him, his paw becoming a flurry of motion over his own cock while he lost control of his own hips.

The husky moaned happily while Jack let out a howl behind him, filling him up with spurts of his wolf seed deep in his rump while he humped back against him; driving it deeper still. His natural instincts kept him pressing back while the wolf's paw became ever slicker with a load of husky cum--the smell being amplified in the humid room, and some pooling on the bench in front of him.

It may have been a few minutes, or maybe just a moment, but soon enough Jack felt Gavin go limp in his arms and he found himself having to support the larger canine; not too easy a task given his own inclination to just fully relax. He managed to hold the husky up for just a bit before falling down onto the bench and letting out a content sigh--running his paws all over the dog and cooing a few sweet, happy words into his ear as he did.

He was happy when Gavin sought out his lips, kissing the side of the husky's maw and exchanging a sloppy kiss, trading saliva and scent and musk as they rested together. He rewarded his work-out buddy with a continual rolling of his hips against the dog, getting enjoyable moans as he did each time.

"So...how about you come back to my place?" Gavin asked after some number of minutes, when he felt was most appropriate. The wolf's knot had deflated enough to where Jack could pull it out if he wanted, so he didn't feel like he was trapping the wolf by asking him now. He looked over his shoulder and shrugged them listlessly, "You know...I can massage you over for the night and make sure you don't cramp up after I pushed you like that," he said, the shyness returning into his voice. He let out a small whine as Jack did pull out, but reprimanded himself for it--realizing just how foolish it was to expect anything but a quick fuck out of such a scenario.

Jack grabbed onto the husky and coaxed him to turn around so that they were face to face. He smiled at him and nuzzled the dog--the whine fading into a happier one, which made his stomach flutter. The dog really did want him to come back and would be disappointed if he didn't--he still found it hard to believe Gavin had such a side to him, even if he reminded himself it wasn't like he knew the husky that well. Still, he leaned forward and licked the husky on his nose, grinning a little as he did, "Is that the only reason why?"

"Well...maybe some more sex," Gavin replied with a smirk, getting up now.

"I would like to taste the other side of you," Jack admitted with a smirk of his own, "But the look now is hot as hell too," he added as the husky bent over to pick up the towel, revealing his used ass off, a bit of cum leaking out too. It was good enough to rebury his muzzle in, maybe that would be how he started even; if Gavin didn't mind of course.

"Only if I return the favor,"

"I'd like that, sixty-nine is my favorite number,"

"Then come-on," Gavin said, holding out a paw to the wolf.

They hadn't bothered putting on all their clothes--Gavin had simply chosen to put on his shorts again, carrying the rest in his bag, as well as some of Jack's items. Even those had been hastily abandoned when they were back at his place; the sounds of their moans and grunts soon having filled the air of the dog's apartment.

Gavin hadn't minded at all, Jack smiled at the thought. He hadn't been able to help himself too much when they'd gotten into position, but Gavin had moaned so happily and began to suck so enthusiastically on his member--well, it was implied he was meant to continue reburying his muzzle between the husky's cheeks and tasting his own seed in the abused rump.

Now they were done though, and he felt surprisingly comfortable snuggled up against the husky--a bit surprised they were snuggling so much, though he had to admit he didn't have much experience in such quick scenarios. He leaned up and gave the dog a small kiss on the lips, their combined musk still strong on one another's tongue, neither minding the exchange. When he pulled back he lay his head on the comfortable and defined pec of the dog, "Thanks for the protein shake,"

"That's a terrible line," Gavin said with a grin. The wolf shifted a bit and he tried not to increase his hold, not knowing if the wolf was going to leave now or not. He felt his heartbeat pick up and he stammered a little, "J--Jack...uhh...if you want to stay till morning...I'd be OK with that. I--uhh, I'm not much of a cook or anything, but...there's this neat place down the street...and...I...uhh...I'd like to--well..."

"If I didn't know better, I'd think that sounded like a date," Jack told the dog, realizing Gavin hadn't been lying about being so shy. It was cute though, and made the husky that much more approachable in his mind.

Gavin's brow furrowed, as if he was thinking. After a moment he let out a gruff chuckle and nodded, "Yeah...sure does...I mean, I won't make you uncomfortable or a--"

Jack leaned in for a quick kiss and nestled into the dog, "It is a date Gavin...my new work-out buddy...and after we get to know each other more tomorrow...maybe even a wine tasting eventually," he said.

The husky's tail began to wag.