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My breath exploded out as I let gravity do its thing and let the bar fall to its respective hinge. My breath was trying to regulate itself as I stood up, my arms feeling something sore as even scratching my shoulders felt like a task.

"Good job pup!" Zack exclaimed as he slapped his paw at my back.

"Tomorrow's a rest day and starting next week let's try upping the ante," he said with a chuckle as we walked over to pick up our wallets, phones, keys, etc.

"Good God dude, how do you even do this," I shook my muzzle in disbelief. Holy crap, this was difficult. I mean, it probably gets easier after a while, and I'm not nearly as big as Zack, but two days in and I already felt dead.

Zack just laughed it off as we walked to his car. As soon as we stepped out of the gym and into the sun, my husky ears fell back as a wave of heat hit my face. I could feel my tongue getting dry and our pace picking up to escape the heat. As soon as we stepped into the car Zack sighed in relief as the A/C blasted and his music started playing. "So lucky your A/C doesn't give off hot air first," I added, my face leaning against the nearest airway as I let my tongue roll off my muzzle.

Zack was always kind of a reckless driver, but for some reason he was driving especially crazy. He wasn't even in a rush, his day was left with video games and alcohol after dropping me off, but I guess some people value that more than other, heh. I slowly breathed out as Zack pulled up to the driveway, relieved that I wasn't dead.

"Oh, shit! Wait, can I use your shower?" Zack asked as I pulled the car door open.

"Ooh, uh.. yeah sure no problem," I replied, kind of confused as he usually always just showers when he gets home.

As we made our first step up the concrete stairs that lead to my apartment, my legs started wobbling slightly. They felt like jello after the workout. Zack saw and just grinned.

"It get's easier, trust me," he replied, his legs not weakening much at all, but I sure as hell could hear his breathing and smell him from across the room.

My keys made a rattling sound as I opened the door, a slight breeze of air brushed against my fur as I recognized the smell of my home once again. Zack yawned, walking inside before I did as he stretched his arms over his head, paw on elbow and the other behind his shoulder. I could see his back pressing in his shirt and I couldn't help but lick my muzzle. He was always a platonic friend to me but.. damn.. I mean come on it's right there, how can I NOT look? His tail swayed side to side as he walked a few more steps inside before swiveling towards my direction.

"I'll be done quick, promise! Can you spot me a towel?" He always seemed so comfortable in my studio, so much that it seemed like he lived there and not me. I walked over to a cabinet, pulling out a dark blue towel and throwing it over with a smile on my muzzle as he grabbed it and proceeded to walk into the bathroom. As soon as the door shut my body relaxed, collapsing on the bed next to me. I thought I could reach for the remote. Nope, too sore. Instead I just placed my arms under my head and looked at the ceiling. The day was still bright as ever, a piercing blue sky was shining through my window and on top of me. Before long my eyes slowly closed as my ears adjusted the monotonous flow of the faucet at the corner of the room, thinking that if Zack just saw me on the bed he'd just probably laugh and leave quietly.

When I woke up, I could no longer hear the running faucet from my bathroom, but seeing as I was already so comfortable I figured I'd just keep my eyes shut, assume he left, and call it a day. That was, of course, until I felt two large paws pressing against my back oh so therapeutically. In fact, my back was in so much pleasure I refused to even force myself to get up, still a bit confused as to what was going on. Sure enough, I open my eyes and turn to look behind me to see a smiling Zack pressing his arms into my back.

"Heh, sorry, I couldn't resist.." he said as I felt his thumbs press expertly into my shoulders. If you could look at Zack's gaze, you wouldn't say a word either. He looked so calm, and his paws against my body felt so natural, I refused to say another word as he let his hands do the talking. My mind was all over the place, though. Was he just being a helpful friend? Does he know I'm gay? Is he trying to get in my pants? Which I'm totally fine with~ but I legitimately had no idea what was going on.

That is, of course, until he punched my muzzle with his own.

He kissed me.

I kissed back. How was I not supposed to? Holy fuck he knows how to savor a moment. As soon as I pressed my muzzle into his I felt a heavy breath against my face. I opened my eyes once more and to my surprise, a topless, pants-less doberman relaxed and pressed his bulge against my rump. I giggled. He chuckled. His paws clawed at my shirt. I was sure if we couldn't get it off he'd just tear it into shreds, the same goes for my shorts. Before long there was nothing left on the bed but a sweet smelling dobie toying with my jock strap before tending to my sore arms.

"Wow, you really need this, hehe," he added as he could hear a groan leaving my muzzle.

I really did need this. What I thought was just going to be a nice shoulder rub turned into a full body massage. Zack was just having his fun as his paws traveled over my rump, giving it a generous squeeze before rubbing his paws into my hamstrings.

"How did you even guess I would like this?" I murmured with my face still comfortably mushed into the pillow.

"Ooh, you remember when we ran into that tiger yesterday while we were getting coffee? Well when you wobbled off to the bathroom I got a little nosy and asked him how you two met and uh.. well he told me.. enough," he said with a chuckle.

"Oh, god.. what did he tell you.."

That damned tiger, Braun, was a good friend of mine, and of course he still is. We tried dating, but eventually we just stopped and just ended up fucking every weekend. It was great while it lasted. He's been with his girl for a few months now, though.

"Oh nothing," he said sarcastically, eyes in the corner of his eyes. Damn was this stupid dog cute.

Before I could say anything the doberman shut me up with another kiss.

"What he did tell me, though, is that you can be kind of.. playful," he grinned. There was no doubt that he was using a euphemism. That damn tiger never just blurts this stuff out but when someone insists.. Dammit he's probably told him everything. When I turned to look at the dobie I could see his tail swaying left and right. There was no doubt that he caught me blushing when he went in for another kiss. This time I could feel his tongue pressed into my maw as he wrapped a paw around my neck. Fuck.

"So here I am, making my moves~" he said as he slid his legs against the back of mine, the bulge from his briefs pressing into my bare rump.

"How're they working?" he asked as he pressed his muzzle against my back, sliding up and taking a good whiff of muscle-exhausted husky.

"Eh, they're working," I replied jokingly with a teasing grin as he ran a paw down my rump to give it a playful squeeze.

"Well then.." he said as his muzzle hovered over my body, his tongue lapping against my rump as he he nibbled down my legs. I wanted to wrap my legs around his head but I was way too sore. He definitely knew it, his hands were so careful and pushed against me in all the right places. The dobie then pinched my long socks off my feet, one by one, his paws massaging each foot with his fingers until my feet were bare. The doberman pressed his muzzle against one of my soles, giving it a good whiff before giving it a soft lick. I felt a shiver down my spine as my tail flinched into a sway.

"Heh, you were in that bathroom for a long time," he replied as his chest shifted over my back.

At this point I would've begged for him to fuck me, but he seemed to be just as eager when he flopped out his 8 inch thick bone on top of my ass. I eagerly obliged, sticking my rump in the air as he put a firm grip over my tail, his cock now sliding between my cheeks.

"Mmph, don't worry doggy I know you like it rough," he grunted as his paw grabbed his thick cock, his tip, now drenched in pre-cum, slowly pushing into my hole. I couldn't help but let out a whimper in pleasure and pain as he slowly stretched my rump, pushing his cock in inch by inch until I could feel his fur pressed against my rump. The dobie let his cock enjoy my husky hole as he leaned his muzzle to mine for a brief, sensual kiss. The dog was so good I hadn't even thought of bringing a paw to my own cock.

"Mmm~ you like that husky butt?"

My muzzle turned to its side as I began panting. That giant slab of canine manhood was quite the load to take, and as soon as he began to pace his thrusts I began to feel how fucking huge of a package he had stuffed in that bulge. What I thought would be pacing towards good solid thrusts turned out to be quite the opposite. The doberman lifted my wrists and pressed them behind my back, his other hand pressing my back against the bed as he began slamming into my rump.

Soon I couldn't hear the creaking of the bed over the sound of me and Zack's panting. I could feel the doberman's pre cum filling my hole, his thrusts making his way into my rump easier as he took a paw off my back and smacked my ass loud.

I couldn't fucking hold it anymore, his thrusts were hitting my sweet spot and my cock was swelling up, a knot tightly formed at the base of my cock as it was leaking a puddle of cum into my strap, leaking onto the bed. The room simply reeked of sex, and the only thing I could pay attention to was my cock and the cock fucking me.

Zack was hitting it close too. Soon it began to feel more difficult to take his load, the base of his cock slowly beginning to form a knot until he was practically fucking me with it. Alas, he pulled out a good four inches, and gave one final thrust into my hole, sending me into a world of pleasure as ropes of thick cum spewed from his cock, filling my hole to the brim with hot sticky doberman cum. The pleasure from the dobie's thrusts and warmth from his cum left me trembling on the bed, my cock finally giving in as it dribbled quite the load into the jockstrap and onto my bed. The canine chuckled as he saw me spew my own load, giving my ass a good slap as I could hear a sloshing sound with his still erect cock pumped into my rump. The dobie then grumbled something pleasant, relaxing his body and collapsing over mine as I fell over onto the bed.

I was in pure bliss, with my hole filled and warm and his body pressed against mine, I was ready to pass out then and there. I head Zack yawn as well, licking his lips before lapping at my ears. I was just about ready to say goodnight when he interrupted with the best way to end the day.

"Stop by my place sometime doggy, I guarantee you'll have a good time.. Braun told me everything," he said with a soft chuckle.

My eyes widened slightly, ever so amused as to what he had in store, but it was difficult to stay awake with such a comfy large dog wrapped around you. I wiggled my ass, able to feel the cum still sunk in my hole along with his cock stuck in my rump. If I wasn't so tired I would've definitely asked for sloppy seconds; I'm sure as hell Zack could've gone three more times, but hew knew I was far too tired.

"Sweet dreams," were the last two words I heard before I passed out into a blissful nap.