Gym Member-ships
Gym Member-ships
By Roofles
It was still early in the morning as Jacob pushed the metal bar above him, before flexing his arms and bringing it down, pumping iron in the small gym near his house. He preferred it this way. Early in the morning. Get the blood flowing, sweat dripping from his brow as he did his routine of working out before anyone else was even up and about, let alone here at the 24 hour gym. It was the only way for him to get up the nerve and courage to work out in public.
It was a small place at the corner of a strip mall. It was more than enough for the human who lived close enough to jog here and jog back. Besides the out of place spot was perfect, not even the early birds were up and out let alone here. And he wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone as it was right now.
He had a pass, allowing him to open the door early in the morning paying the monthly fee for it. The far walls had mirrors on them. Jacob wasn't arrogant enough to work out in front of them, preferring the opposing wall near the lockers and side doors leading to the showers. He wasn't bad look at all, a bit extra fuzz on his arms and legs than he'd like but nothing to scoff at. Just a natural scruffy guy. He used to be overweight, having a horrible sweet tooth. One reason why he worked out so much as he got older and the weight had only gotten worse, planning on nipping it in the butt before it ever got out of hand.
That was the first reason why he liked coming here.
The other was to get everything out of his head. Pumping iron, making his muscles ache and burning sweat was the perfect way to just clear his head. A way to let his emotions steam off without having to deck someone in the face. A certain someone that face kept sticking in his mind like any other unwanted thought.
Hell, he couldn't even really remember the guys name. All night he spent with him, working on it, hell all he had expected or hope for was a good night in the sack. All he got in turn? Cock teased until the prissy little twink headed home with some hipster douche that wore such skinny jeans Jacob was sure he was smooth down below, like a Ken doll. Nothing could survive such a crotch gripping fabric.
That made him laugh, at the dark thought of it. His grip slipped on the handle bar, arms flexing quickly to catch the weight. He had done more reps than he meant too and it was beginning to show. It wasn't heavy, he wasn't trying to build pure muscle. He wanted the endurance that came along with a fit, healthy body. Not wanting to be the fat kid on the playground anymore that gets tired even before the bell rings. Still, in his anger and moodiness he ended up doing far more than he meant too.
He closed his eyes, gritting his teeth and cursing a bit at the fact he was struggling now, not wanting to hurt himself and regretting the fact he hadn't brought a spotter along to help. Thankfully a helping hand, or rather a helpful paw eased the weight off the next second and Jacob managed to push it back up fully and onto the safety of the bench press lock.
He groaned, grunting a bit before opening his eyes. A flush took his face and he looked away from the man he figured it'd be. "Rodney," he acknowledged the Golden Retriever and all but trying to ignore the dog's package resting right in his face. The dog was standing at the head of the machine, slightly too forward and basically resting his bulge on the man's face.
Rodney was a big dog, even for a Golden Retriever. Rather than the classic golden white fur, Rodney sported a thick mahogany red. His fur was thick, slightly waxy with lighter markings all over high lightening his already grinning, expressive face. He looked down at the man, not seeming to notice the fact that he was practically tea bagging him (if he wasn't wearing a pair of very loose gym shorts, he would've been) or seeming to mind. Standing at the head of the machine he took the classic spotter post, though standing far closer than most normally would.
"Woof." Rodney barked down at him, giving him a smile and a wag of his fluffy tail. "Up early or still up?" The dog asked, as he always did, when he just so happened to stumble onto the man working out. Jacob sometimes wish he hadn't been so friendly with him in the past. Throw a dog a bone and he'll come back for yours...
Jacob grunted, still in a rather foul mood and moved down before sitting up and taking a moment to catch his breath. He took the white towel he kept nearby and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He dabbed at his chest with it; the sleeveless shirt he wore clung to his body, soaked with sweat and outlining his chest nicely. Something Rodney was more than happy to notice for him.
Then he took a nice shot from his water bottle, swishing it around in his mouth as he looked back up at the dog as if to ask what he wanted.
"Need a spotter?" Rodney ask in a good mood as ever, it only sour the bad mood Jacob was in. He scowled a bit before shaking his head, taking another breath. Trying to clear those dark thoughts away, not wanting his foul mood to lash out at the dog who had only been nice to him.
"Sure." He forced himself to say. He knew he wasn't mad at the dog. Hell, he liked the dog. One of the few people who was always glad to see him. Then again, Jacob was sure, Rodney was just that way with everyone. It kind of came with being a golden retriever. Still his disgruntled attitude made it rather difficult to appear happy to see him at the times.
"More weights?" Rodney asked motioning over to the dumbbells to one side. They came in various sizes, weights and colors. "Or could do some cardio." And he nudged his muzzle in the direction of the machines lining the middle of the room. Treadmills and bicycle machines, those stair masters and many others.
"I'll just jog home." Jacob grumbled, getting up and doing a few stretches to try and work out the tension in his shoulders. A friendly paw placed itself on one of his shoulders, soon followed by the other and began kneading the palm paw pads into them. It felt damn nice, Jacob couldn't deny. Rodney was always so very friendly with him.
"Wanna talk about it?" Rodney asked, folding his floppy ears back and keeping his voice even, soft and warm like he was. .
"Just the usual bull shit." Jacob grunted resting his head back, closing his eyes and enjoying the feel of those strong fingers on his back. This was what a man should feel like, he grunted to himself. Strong, able body that could really work you out. Rodney didn't look it with all the fluff but he was strong, muscular from head to toe and Jacob had envied how much the dog could bench press. "Not even sure why it bugs me so much." Jacob muttered more to himself opening his eyes just a bit. Maybe it was because he hadn't had some in a long time? That he was cock teased and toyed with before being tossed aside just the other night. Hell it was only some twinky fag anyways, he kept telling himself but it still made him feel like shit, used and abused... and not in the good way either.
Rodney gave a nod, his bumpy brownish black nose a few inches away. The golden retriever sniffed at him, wrinkled his nose a bit and wagged his tail.
"You stink." Rodney just pointed out, slapping a hand on his back and moving around so they could see eye to eye. Rodney was having an issue standing behind him, so close like that and hearing the man groaning from the back rub. The dog was slightly taller than the man.
Jacob winced, not at the slap to his back but the comment. What an odd way to kick someone while they were down. Rodney just wagged his tail though and gave him a hearty smile not seeming to notice that it had been an insult.
"Come on, lets get back to work. No rest for the wicked after all." And he chuckled leading the way to the elliptical. "I know, I know. It's like running. But it aint." Rodney waved the retort off even before Jacob could manage to form one.
It hadn't been the first time Rodney and him had ended up working out together. The dog was good people, which was something far and wide in the shit storm of a life Jacob had been having recently. The two of them never did anything outside the gym but it was always nice, like a fresh cup of coffee, to bump into him. Plus he wasn't bad on the eyes, and Jacob did love his eye candy.
Rodney was fluffy as balls. But he was damn fit and the way he moved showed that alone. His muscles flexed with each step he took, his fur outlining them perfectly as he bent over to grab something from the floor and back up, stretching his arms high above his head, tail wagging as he looked back at him. Jacob looked up from the black gym shorts clinging to the golden retriever rear, perfectly forming and shaping themselves to the contours of his body. It was hard to look away and up into those auburn eyes watching him.
"You want to go first?" Rodney gestured to the single machine, he moved over to set it up. "It'd be like hiking up a trail." He explained a bit, though not needing too. Rodney just seemed to want to talk and didn't mind the lackluster reply Jacob offered him.
"You go first." Jacob suggestion, not minding at all to be down said hill Rodney was hiking up. It was the proverbial carrot on a stick; a motivational tool that made Jacob more than happy to hike up Mount Everest so long as that sweet ass was in front of him. It was all about the bass.
Rodney just obliged more than happy too, figuring the man just wanted to take a breather after working out. The dog drove here and had gotten to the gym only a couple of minutes ago just in time to come to Jacob's aide. And Rodney did need to catch up to the man already dripping with perspiration. That musky smell coming from him made it rather hard to concentrate however.
"How are the kids?" Rodney teased placing his feet into position and began simulating climbing up a hill side. The golden retriever started at a slow brisk pacing before picking up his speed.
"Oh you know how it is. Cindy hates me, Johnny won't talk to me and Danny-boy is in rehab, again." Jacob chuckled a bit, leaning back against the machine and playing along with the dog. The very idea of him actually having kids was a nightmare.
If Jacob thought about it, he really did know very little about this canine. Other than the fact that he worked out at the gym, the two hadn't really talked. They talked a ton during their sessions but neither ever really said anything real. Just shooting the breeze, the local gossip and a bit of playful banter. Not that either seemed to mind. Sometimes it was nice to have a place to go to where the real world didn't, couldn't effect you. And for them that was this gym. Where everybody knows your name.
"You're lucky you can't sweat." Jacob said only as Rodney was switching off the machine, panting heavily with an open muzzle his tongue lolling out the front of it, dripping with saliva.
"Lucky?" Rodney slurped, swallowed loudly before going back to panting. "I'm burning up here!" He pulled at his shorts and whined a bit. "It's like a sauna in my pants."
"I wonder what a cover charge for such a sauna would be." Jacob snorted with a laugh.
Rodney smirked. "For you? It'd be free." And Rodney stuck a thumb in his shorts, pulling them open once more as if offering an invitation. Jacob wasn't sure why he looked, but he ended up flushing and quickly turning around soon learning the dog liked to go commando. "What?" Rodney was the one to laugh now, giving his back another slap and nudging him with his side. "Don't like the schweddy balls?"
Jacob laughed at the reference and shook his head, still blushing more than he was comfortable with. "I never said that." And he gave the dog a wink before heading away from the machine.
"Oh?" And Rodney was glad to jump onto that one, ignoring the fact Jacob didn't take his turn on the machine. "So you don't mind my schweddy balls?" And once Jacob chuckled, shaking his head, Rodney pressed the issue. "Mouth watering delicious." Jacob just rolled his eyes, still with a faint flush on his face. "All nice and salty."
"Just the way I like 'em." The man returned the smile he got.
"Face dragging-ly good." Rodney just grin widely.
"I'm sure they are." And Jacob shrugged a shoulder. "I'll have to take you up on that sometime."
"By all means, please do!" And Rodney wagged his tail a bit faster. He turned his head one way, then the other. "No ones here. Why not now?"
And it was at that Jacob stopped. He chuckled, a bit uncertain. "W-what?"
"I mean there is only one way to find out if you like it or not." Rodney just nodded at his own logic. It was perfectly sound to him. "Plus, I am curious to know what you think of them."
"I-I thought cat's were curious." Jacob teased some more, uncertain if Rodney was joking or not. And wasn't expecting Rodney to be so close when he turned to face him.
Rodney gave a smile in turn. "They don't have to be the only ones." And the red fur golden retriever moved a step closer, running his hands up his sides and dragging his shirt up along with it exposing his belly a bit. "Why don't we go somewhere a bit more discrete, hm?" Not that the dog would mind just mounting him right then and there. It hadn't been the first time such a thought crossed Rodney's mind.
"W-what were you suggesting?" Jacob said a bit taken aback and yet not minding the fact Rodney was grinding against him now. Jacob could feel his outlined bulge pressing against his own, up a bit more onto the bottom of his belly due to Rodney's height.
"Well," the dog nosed down at him, giving him a sniff before grinning even wider. "You reek. And the showers are open."
"Ah, sorry about that." Jacob swallowed loudly, feeling his throat grow rather dry. "I forgot my deodorant today."
"You normally do." Rodney growled a bit, sniffing a little more. "Not that I mind one bit." And that growl deepened into a throaty murr as he moved closer. A paw roamed onto his chest, trailing down it with a single clawed finger that pulled at the fabric before down to his gym shorts. And that murr turned into a lustful growl.
What an odd way to pay a compliment, Jacob thought having frozen a bit as his aching member was groped and felt up with that large hand-paw. Something he had desperately needed just the night before and apparently it hadn't forgotten the negligence it had received.
"I'll wash your back, if you wash mine." Rodney licked up over his own nose with that tongue Jacob just noticed was far larger than he realized. "Or balls. Whichever you prefer."
It didn't take long to strip down the little cloths they had on an lock the side shower room door. The lights flicked on above and the two were already pressing their bare naked, sweaty chests against one another. A hot passionate lust burning inside each as they man handled one another blindly.
Jacob kept his eyes closed mostly as that snout licked and slurped at his lips, the man gladly returning the hungry fever gripping him tightly between the legs and kissed him back. Wet sloppy kisses that were more sucking on one another faces than anything else. Like teenagers raging with hormones they just pawed at each other, groping at the others body, pressing their lips to one another and tasting one another for the first time.
Rodney bit Jacob's bottom lip softly, pulling back as he dragged his hands down Jacob's sides, letting his claws scratch as they did; leaving small pink trails in their wake. The dog just growled, deep from his chest as he looked him over, his auburn eyes dancing with delight as they devoured his naked body, carving it into his memory for future fap reference. It seemed Rodney wasn't the only eye candy in this shower.
The dog didn't even wait for permission before shoving his snout under his neck. Jacob tilted his head to the side as a moan escaped him even before that hot, heavy pink tongue slurped over his naked, exposed neck and a hot breath washed over his chest. Goosebumps formed on Jacob's arms at the feel as those dull fangs gripped lightly at his shoulder and neck, the dog biting him and just grunting against him, wrapping an arm behind his back and giving him into a strong hug right. Right into a whimpering hump.
The golden retrievers hefty sheath pushed against Jacob roughly as the dog pulled him into that hug. Grinding the whole thing over Jacob's groin and panting hotly into his ear, tail wagging the whole time.
Rodney let go and nosed at his chest, huffing and panting over it. A moan escaping him as everything just came pouring out; his built up need, want, desire and pure lust just able to finally break free. He moved his head down and over it sniffing and licking at it all over that hairy chest, his teeth already biting at it, his tongue licking over his nipples. Teeth nipping at them lightly, pulling before letting go. The dog ducked his snout down, pressed under one of his arms and into the crook of it and took a whiff of his musky scent. Dull clawed fingers gripped Jacob even harder as Rodney groaned loudly. Sniffing at his musky male body; those fingers scratching down over his chest now as Rodney just let out a low, deep groan.
It made his whole body bolt with electricity, that scent. He lifted the man up easily enough, carrying him further inside the shower room that was mostly just tiles on the floor and walls. Jacob could feel his back pushed against the side wall as his chest was soon devoured again. Covered in pecking kisses and nips and licks as the amorous canine humped up against him. Biting now at him, chewing on his exposed body and leaving easily a half dozen hickies behind. Jacob could only groan, squirming in that powerful grip. Unable to fight against it and not wanting too.
"Fuck." Rodney snarled setting him back on his feet, pressing his head against the man's and taking a much needed breather so he didn't just finish right there and then finish. "Fuck," he grunted closing his eyes. A massive grin on his face. "You reek." Jacob flushed a bit at that. "Smelling up the whole damn gym. Every god damn fucking day. Dripping with sweat and musk you can practically taste it, it's so strong. Sometimes of your own jizz, sometimes of other guys." And Jacob did flush knowing he did come here from time to time after jerking off in the morning or coming from someone else's place. He hadn't thought much of it. Rodney seemed not to be able to think about anything else; to get that fact out of his head.
"Sorry?" Jacob said looking at the aroused dog still holding him with greedy fingers.
"Should be sorry." And Rodney licked the side of his muzzle, opening it once more to just pant in Jacob's face. "None of them were me." And Rodney nosed at the mans cheek, rubbing his muzzle against it as his hand slid lower between Jacob's legs to fondle him once more without any clothing in his way this time. Rodney detested clothing. "So big for a human," he murred between clenched teeth. Those amiable, dexterous fingers finding new places to tease, every crook and cranny to slide into, rubbing and groping at the man without shame or restraint. Teasing him even more as Rodney grinded his palm underneath his rock hard member, rubbing a slightly coarse finger over his sensitive head.
Rodney opened one leg and offered Jacob the same favor he was already taking and the man was more than happy to oblige; once he could collect his thoughts and stop himself moaning from Rodney jerking him off and fondling his balls. Running both his hands down that muscular, firm furry chest; through that thick slightly waxy outer layer of fur and underneath to the softer layer that was like smooth, warm velvet easily running between his fingers. Back too his chest, over his sides and around those thick thighs Jacob was sure was just pure muscle more than anything else. And between.
Rodney sheath had already swelled thickly, the pink tip protruding visibly from its opening now. Gasping free. It shivered in delight, oozing out a glob of pre that only served to make his shaft glisten in the dim light of the showers. Running his fingers around it, Jacob gave it a good squeezing stroke sliding more of that thickening meat from its home. Jacob moved his hands down to his balls, figuring he'd deal with the dog's bone soon enough. Rodney caught him there though and moved back.
"No need to feel with your hands." Rodney teased. "I'm more than happy to share them, all over your face." Jacob found himself chuckling a bit over just how crude that was. Rodney didn't care, his eyes already glazed over with lust. A strong encouraging paw on the back of Jacob's head helped him to crouch down until he was leveled with the more than willing Golden retriever's groin; and here Jacob had been thinking Rodney was joking about dragging his balls down his face.
Jacob had to bite his lip at the musky smell coming from the dog groin. It was almost too overpowering. Clouding his thoughts and filling them with naughty, horny things as that male stench filled his lungs. And he was already drooling before the curly fur of that groin pressed against the side of his face; Rodney still kept the back of his hand on Jacob's head. Rubbing and petting over it as he tossed his muzzle upwards and groaned at the much needed feel of the man between his legs.
That swelling mass, still somehow managed to be contained in that stuffed sheath, rubbed the side of Jacob's face as with another eager hump, Rodeny's sack pounced up and against his chin and lips. Jacob just groaned against the male dog, already tasty that sweaty salty sack on his lips before moving his nose against the side of it and at the crook of Rodney's leg. Taking a slow, hesitant but full breath of the dog once more. It made Jacob shudder, groaning deeply from the very animalistic part of his body and made his own cock throb painfully with aching need.
The dog lifted it up a bit, his sack, placing his hind paw on the wall for some support and turned his whole groin to face back towards the man. Jacob tried to use a hand but Rodney stopped him once more with his own, teasing the man further by rubbing his sack right against the side of his face and not letting Jacob have a say in the matter. Just a little revenge for all the times this man had teased the dog over the weeks they had known each other.
Jacob was the one to growl up at the dog, closing his eye as that sweaty sack rubbed over it, dangling down low between the dog's legs still. The man nosed underneath that hanging sack, opening his mouth up and pulling one of those fuzzy orbs inside with the curl of his tongue. He gave a slurping tug on it, making the large dog whine and wag his tail that had been flagging high behind him. Jacob didn't hold it long and it soon was drooling out of his mouth and back onto his chin. That taste lingering on his lips.
Rodney had to reach down to adjust both his sheath and his sack after that. He picked up the hefty sack with a large hand, twin orbs hanging low at first before the red fur golden retriever draped it over his whole face; grinning down at the man as he did so. Jacob nipped just underneath that sack and along the dog's taint making Rodney ears jumped up and causing the startled dog to yip. His tail wagged faster.
"Damn," Rodney just grinned until the sides of his muzzle hurt. "And I thought I was the ball hungry one." Jacob gave his ass a painful squeeze at that; Rodney gritted his jaw, still grinning from ear to ear and only pushed his groin further against the man's face.
Jacob held those strong thighs that were now rubbing against the sides of his face, as he nosed and licked at the dog in a libido driven craving for the musky dogs bare, naked body. Lust filling every inch of him and clouding his thoughts, his judgment and removing any inhibition he might've had previously on the matter. Rodney rubbed at the back of his head with both hands, groaning low and deep before whining as the man pulled back taking a much needed breath away from the dog.
"I thought we were going to take a shower." Jacob spoke up as he stood back up slowly on weak legs, blinking a few times before laughing a bit giddy from being between the dog's legs. It was hard to think straight; not that he ever truly did to begin with.
"Sure." Rodney rolled his eyes, turning the faucet on and not even moving either of them under it's spray as he pushed the man back against the wall. His lips met the mans and he gladly began sucking on his face once more.
Jacob was caught off guard as Rodney forced his far too large tongue into his mouth, the mass swirling around and dancing with his own tongue before over powering it and all the man could do was give in; his whole body melting in those strong paws holding him as he was shoved back against the dog and groaning into his very muzzle in defeat.
Rodney eyes danced with delight at the man's defeat, how he was but putty in his paws now and he could do as he pleased.
Rodney was more than happy to finish it right there and then, but where was the fun in that? He could spend all day teasing the hopeless man. And so he did.
Running a hand down his side, trailing over his belly and with three dull clawed fingers running down his happy trail to his aching, dripping member. Rodney curled his fingers around him, stroking and rubbing them softly over the rigid shaft. Letting those fingers tips glide down it's side and to his sack, rolling it around in his palm before underneath to tease at his taint; all the way back to his the man's tail hole.
It forced Jacob to lift up a leg to give the canine room to explore and Rodney didn't mind using the back of his arm to support that leg as he felt that smooth fleshy hole. Using a finger to rub along it before and using a clawed digit to tease at it's center. Jacob tightened at the intrusion and it only made the dog smirk.
"So tight," Rodney growled lustfully. "Going to have to work you something fierce if I plan to get myself in there." Jacob flushed a bit but grinned back.
"And what did you have in mind?" Jacob dared to ask. He swallowed loudly. He was about to say he was the top dog here, that he was the mounter. Not the mountie. But the look in those eyes told him he didn't have much say on the matter; this dog wanted to bury his bone in his mound.
Rodney didn't need to reply with words as he turned the man around, shoving him against the wall and crouching down behind him. "There's a reason why a dog's tongue is so long." Rodney teased using a hand to spread the man's cheeks and without even the slightest bit of warning pressed his cold snout right above his tail-hole.
The man jerked at the cold sensation, soon moaning and gritting his teeth, biting his lip as that thick tongue lapped down underneath along is taint, dragging up and pulling at his skin before up and over his hole. Licking over it's bare flesh and shoving a good quarter of it inside. Jacob tensed, nearly jumping from it.
Rodney growled once more, nipping at the sides of his cheeks and before he could stop himself, bit the man's ass. Jacob did jump at that.
"H-hey!" The man said his face fully taken by the hot flush filling it now, as he looked back at the dog. He just saw the Rodney looking up at him with a crude grin, still biting his rear, tail wagging behind him.
"Fat ass." And Rodney stood back up, licking his lips. He closed the very little distance between them placing his hands just on the side's of Jacob's own against the wall. Rodney pressed his fluffy fur body against the man. His breath were labored, heavy and the side of his muzzle just bumped into the side of Jacob's face.
The man was about to say something until he felt that tip press up against him, sliding between his cheek and lubing the sides with Rodney's own special blend of lubrication. The dog pulled back before slowly humping back up against him, the warm pre only lubing up the man further with the second dosage. Rodney gritted his teeth each time.
"See," Rodney teased moving his head back to look at the nape of Jacob's neck. "No hands needed. Only amateurs need them." And Rodney grinded up against him once more. His fatty, speared tip pushing right at Jacob's now slick opening. "Relax. I'm a pro." Rodney teased some more before his muzzle parted and he clamped it shut on one of Jacob's shoulders tightly. Teeth indenting his skin as the first inch slid into him.
Jacob's eyes widen and he cried out, both from the teeth and the fact Rodney just pumped into him. Rodney didn't stop there, feeling the man tense up and not about to let him change his mind at the last second; not as if Jacob would if he could. The red fur golden retriever gave another strong hump and stars danced in front of Jacob's eyes.
"Easy," Rodney just said in a strong, soothing voice letting go of his shoulder now and giving it a lick. He was in and that was all the dog needed to begin a steady roll of his hips pulling only a half inch back before sliding another good portion of his fatty member into the groaning man. "I got you now," Rodney went on. "Going to make you feel so good," he went on just saying whatever came to mind as he tilted his head up, eyes closed and soaked in the feel of the man. "Make you feel so good."
Jacob gripped at the wall in front of him, breathing heavily as the dog slid ever further into him. It was rough at first but it soon became far more fluid as his insides were lubed with the dog's pre. Rodney leaked something horrible and at that time Jacob was thankful for that as from a tight pressure soon became smooth ride as the dog pushed his larger body against his back and forcing the man against the wall. Roughly taking him in the shower.
That was until Rodney's knot pushed against his rear.
"The hell?" Jacob asked snapping back to reality from the blissful ride he had been cruising on.
"Uh..." Rodney looked away only now realizing the man wasn't exactly used to coupling with a dog. "It's nothing." Rodney lied easily enough, wagging his tail. The man would deal with it soon enough, no need to scare him away. Rodney placed his hands over Jacob's, gripping them tightly as he pulled back slowly. "Nothing. At. All." Rodney gritted his teeth, snorting out a hot breath on Jacob's back before sliding himself up. He grunted at the resistance the man held for his swollen knot. One very large issue with being a dog. If you got too excited, you couldn't knot with someone until you calmed down. And Rodney was spastic.
If he hadn't been so teased and played with, Rodney reasoned, this wouldn't have happened. His knot was almost full and in a few second it'd be rather...difficult to get it where he wanted it to be. That smell, the dripping sweat and musk of the man was driving him crazy with need, want and his gargantuan dog-hood seemed to know that better than anything else. This man had always teased him, smelling the way he did. Looking the way he was. And saying, doing things that hinted but never led to more...
Jacob wasn't no virgin but the dog still found himself grunting at the tightness of the man as he pulled back slowly, not even giving Jacob a chance to adjust before pushing back against him. That knot pressed once more, rougher this time, against the man.
Jacob grunted. "R-Rodney," the man breathed trying to look back at the dog. Rodney had his eyes clamped shut muttering to himself he wasn't about to let this, technicality, get in his way. And just humped rougher against the man, shoving him against the wall.
"Fuck," Rodney growled now. "Come on...." He snarled more at himself, giving the man another full body hump. Jacob winced sharply at the feel. "Almost..." Rodney muttered. "Almost there..." And Jacob thought he meant something else.
That was until, with one more final hump, Rodney forced himself behind the final resistance and penetrated the man. Stars and stripes and bones danced in front of Jacob face as his whole body flex and he could only gasp, shuddering at the feel of that knot finally filled to it's peek and the man was tied against the dog. Rodney gave a few tugs on his rear, making sure they were truly knotted and just had a grin stapled to his face at his accomplishment.
Jacob just moaned against the wall as Rodney rested against him, the dog panting himself heavily. "Fuck," the dog just muttered against him. He licked softly over the man's shoulder and neck. He rubbed his muzzle on the side of his face. "Tight little bitch." Rodney muttered and Jacob offered a half-hearted chuckle.
"Watch it, mutt face." Jacob took a moment, shaking the stars out of his eyes, panting heavily as he pulled back a bit from the wall and looking down. "Fuck," he was the one to say this time. It took Rodney a second before the smell hit him like a sledge hammer and his floppy ears folded back. The dog giggled a bit.
"That good for you, huh?" Rodney murred against him, bringing a hand around him to rub at the cum on the man's chest and belly, down to his groin to curl his fingers around him once more. Rodney was careful, feeling almost guilty for having knotted with the man, as he rubbed at his spent member. Stroking over it and milking every drop from him.
Rodney loved to knot. He needed too, half the time, just to be able to finish. Still, he knew most guys didn't want to knot with a quick fling. Most dogs didn't want too knot with a quick fling.
"J-just didn't realize you'd finish so hard." Jacob mumbled a bit looking away and still breathing heavily. He found himself resting back against the dog and away from the tiled shower wall he had been forced against seconds before.
"Oh" Rodney ears perked a bit. "I haven't yet." And that made Jacob look back at him.
"The hell was that?" Jacob asked as Rodney took a step back. The man tried to move forward and found the task to be all but impossible to move more than a couple of inches away from the dog. "The hell." He muttered, flushing as he tried to look behind him. Rodney was grinning.
"I think I might've gotten a little carried away." Rodney offered, rolling his eyes a bit and not looking at the man he was tied too. Rodney didn't put out that he was leaking worse now than he had been before. That his knot had swollen to the size of a tennis ball and that this was just the calm before the storm. "Shower?" He offered moving closer to the man and hoisting him up from behind.
"Rodney!" Jacob growled at the dog who quickly soaked his head under the water, adjusting the temperature a few times until it was good for both of him.
Jacob wasn't exactly sure how Rodney managed it but the next second he knew he had been spun around, still tied to the golden retriever, and had his legs up around the dog's waist and was being held by the dog who was just looking at him with the enduring eyes of a dog that just tricked someone into getting tied. A playful, sneaky, horny look. Rodney just continued to grin at the man who was frowning back at him.
"How long?" Jacob asked and winced a bit as Rodney rocked his hips up into the man, letting the spray wash over their hot, sweaty bodies. Jacob stared unashamedly at the naked dog he was tied too. The water made his fur form nicely to his whole body like a skin tight suit, made of fur. And it was the first time Jacob had a chance to look at the dog's natural body under all that fur.
"As long as I feel like." Rodney smirked but his ears fell back. "Uh...for a little while." He said the inner parts of his ears turning a maroon. He humped into the man once more. "Once I finished," he humped again. "It'll be faster." And he humped once more as if to illustrate his point.
"And how, pray tell, can I help speed this along." Jacob continued to frown, not minding the fact he was being held by the dog but more of the fact he hadn't even been warned on the matter.
And Rodney answered by sealing his lips around the man. Licking and slurping inside his mouth before moving his snout down to nip and lick over his neck, at his shoulder and to bit at his chest. Rodney huffed and puffed and humped once more. His fingers tightened on the man in his arms as he rocked him back and forth in a steady pace, picking up after each hump with his eyes closed.
Jacob just held the dog's strong neck for support and rested his head forward letting the warm spray of the water hit his back as he went along for the ride. It was nice, different. It was very very different than he was used too, that much was for sure. But it was still damn nice to be in the man's strong embrace, having his body filled with the dog's still leaking pre. It made his body tingle and he found himself beginning to breathe heavily again. A hand strayed down between his own groin and he rubbed at his hardening self.
Rodney opened his eyes up, staring down into the man's groin with slightly foggy eyes. The surprisingly flexible dog bent his muzzle down, it parted and his tongue lolled out coaxing that man's now full length into it. Warmth wrapped around Jacob's body and not from the shower either. He groaned, hugging the dog's head as Rodney sucked and slurped, licking underneath his member and teasing at the still sensitive tip.
And both began to rock into one another as minutes went by.
Jacob came again, far less than he had before. It was being lost and swallowed away by the dog who didn't even seem to notice as he continued to suck on the man's body; his hips rolling up and into him still. Rodney only let him go to clamp his teeth right back onto his shoulder, shoving him against the wall and with a snarl slammed into him once more without warning.
Jacob groaned loudly just in time as the golden retriever came, hard inside of him. Filling to the point that even around that swollen knot shoved up in his tail-pipe, it began to leak out. Rodney snarled, still biting his shoulder as the whole time he humped ferociously into the man and only getting more excited as the man's moans filled the whole shower room. That musk was so strong in the air that the dog could get lost in it as his member twitched the last few times and relaxed inside the man's body, still leaking profusely.
Jacob had worked out before. A hundred times in the past. But this day he got a work out that made his whole body ache, in a good way, and all he could do was smile as he the dog hugged him. Still tied to him.
"Up for round two?" Rodney just asked.