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"'Oceanside Muscle?' What kind of name is that?"

The building was nothing spectacular. It looked like an old house, or may have been at some point. Jake was weary as he scanned the street-front facade, his shoulders shifting under the weight of his backpack. It certainly was big enough: a wide and rectangular structure with white siding and blue trim, it was nestled between some plain looking shrubs. The building was nothing spectacular, but the location was absolutely pristine. Standing right on the water, the waves of The Pacific were slowly rolling beyond the rocky shoreline. It was an odd place for a gym of all things, but it was more than he could ask for from such a small tourist trap. He shifted his weight again, feeling the urge to reconsider his commitment.

The otter was lucky, really: at least there was now a gym here. The village was so small, Jake was sure he would only find the usual fisherman, hipsters and tourists. It would give him somewhere to go and something to do, especially when it got cold, or worse, when the dreaded 'Fogust' rolled in. The idea of retreating home to mom and dad after so fiercely declaring his independence and taking off for the mainland was a big enough load to swallow. Fast forward four years, and there he was: graduated, debt laden, unemployed and alone, two hundred kilometers away from civilization. Once again, he was home: the shy and quiet son of marine biologist and a whale watching tour guide who lived in the middle of nowhere.

A deep sigh rolled over his chest, his head drawn to the shoes on his feet. "Might as well make the best of it," he muttered, padding across the street to the front entrance.

Pulling the door open, Jake's senses were smothered by a wave of thick and heavy musk, his nose instinctively inhaling the heady air. It was a gym, alright. The building must have been older than he thought; the ventilation system needed work.

"Too bad they'll 'prolly fix it," he thought aloud, wiping his shoes on the welcome mat and leaving the outdoor air behind. An atypical reception area greeted him: a few high tables and chairs to his right, a small gear shop to his left; the place was obviously not trying to be hip or trendy. The only thing that stood out beyond the muscular Border Collie sitting behind the counter was the bright blue TidalPower logo stretched atop the supplement display case.

"Hey there!" Her voice betrayed her appearance: a light, high pitched airiness emerging from a massive and heavily defined physique. "How's it going?"

"Hey..." Jake managed, suddenly feeling three sizes too small in his own clothes.

'Gods, she's huge... '

She had a physique champion's body, easy; a body of which Jake was quickly growing envious. Her bright coat was cut short, her fur stretched tightly over her rocky traps and bulging shoulders. "I'm good." Another deep breath brought him back to his senses: the ever-present musk of hot and sweaty male lulling him back into his comfort zone.

"Right on!" she replied, her perky breasts slightly bouncing with her speech. They had to be fake. No way in Hell could she be packing that much muscle and still have fat resting right where she needed it. She would have been an amazing catch for any muscle-loving straight guy. Jake did not exactly fall into that category; suffice to say, university had been a very interesting time in his life. "What can we do for ya'?"

"Uh," Jake muttered, suddenly slow to remember why he had come in the first place. "I called the other day," he started, his gaze quickly captured by her bright azure eyes. "I'm here to meet with Mister MacGreggor?"

"Oh! Right!" Her enthusiasm was lost on him, his mind drifting amidst the heady air. "You're Jake, right?"

The sound of his name caught him mid thought. "Ye-yeah, that's me," he replied, his gaze slowly drifting from her eyes to her bulging shoulders. She looked so thick and powerful, so easily capable of crushing him without effort. Just his luck she was female.

Jake sure knew how to pick 'em. Attracted to huge and muscular physiques from a young age, Jake had figured out his 'type' by junior-high, which could be summed by one easy rule: 'the bigger, the better.' The thought made his sheath ache.

"Awesome!" She sure was enthusiastic. No doubt it was connected with the daily endorphin party she experienced. She must have worked out six days a week since birth to look so amazing. Jake's nose instinctively twitched: Hell, anyone breathing such thick musk all day would be hard pressed to be anything but. "I'm Rachael. One of the trainers here." He absently sniffed the heady air again, knowing exactly where such a strong and masculine scent came from: the huge and rippling males of the iron brotherhood. "Great to meet you, Jake!"

"Likewise, Rachael," he returned, restraining his nose as to not look so obvious. Thinking of the iron brotherhood, Jake failed to register a single grunt, groan or clang that graced every gym on the planet. "It's pretty quiet in here."

"Oh, yah', it is," she answered, her smile constant. "We're near closing time. Andy always trains his private guys during the last two hours of the day."

"Andy?" Jake's ears perked as a faint vibration registered under his sneakers.

"Oh," she replied with a laugh, "sorry!" Her massive shoulders heaved with her laughter, further prodding Jake's envy. "I meant Andarius, our lead trainer here. Mister MacGreggor."

"Oh, right," Jake replied, his interest suddenly redirected. "Lead trainer?"

"Oh yeah," she replied, quickly garnering a more serious look to her pleasant features. "Andarius has been working with guys for years," she stated, casually flicking her hair out of her eyes. "He's our best, by far; if not the best on the island!"

Jake's mouth pulled into a concerned purse. "Uh, well..." he started, virtually feeling the ground fall out from under him. "I dunno' if I need the best, I mean..." Jake was no stranger to the gym scene; he had worked out alongside his ex for two years. Thing was, he was a small guy to begin with, and was still intimidated by all the larger and beefier males who inevitably towered around him. And not in a good way, either. "I'm not all that experienced," he lied, his face drooping to the counter top, "So I don't want to waste an expert's time when he could be working with more deserving people."

The collie threw her head back as female laughter rang throughout the reception room. Jake wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

"Oh Gods, I'm so sorry Jake, I don't mean to laugh at you!" Rachael stood from her chair, bounding around the counter to stand before the discouraged otter. A thick paw pressed to his shoulder, "Andy prefers to work with novices," she explained, her head dropping as if to pick up Jake's with her chin. "He loves watching you guys grow!" Jake's eyes remained fixed on Rachael's feet, her workout shoes oddly reminding him of combat boots. "Look, he may be a bit intimidating at first, but trust me, he's a great big softie."

Jake raised his head at her words, realizing how close he was to such a big girl. She was at least a half-foot taller, and definitely had more than fifty pounds on him. A black tank-top with the same blue TidalPower logo was tightly stretched across her large chest.

Jake knew of only one way he liked to be intimidated.

'The bigger, the better...'

"Believe me, you're in great hands!"

Jake almost blushed, his mind going in a completely gutter-related direction.

'If only...'

Rachael lifted her paw from his shoulder and reached for something behind her. "Here, let's get you signed in," she said, handing Jake a clipboard. "You fill this out while I go let Andy know you're here. He'll want to meet you before warm-up."

She charged through a doorway and out of sight, leaving Jake alone to fill in a standard registration form. Date, name, age, species, emergency contact info; he let his bag slip off his shoulder as he scratched the paper. A few minutes later, Rachael returned. "Okay! Andy's just finishing up some paperwork, so he'll be here in two shakes."

"Paperwork?" Jake felt his head cock to one side.

"Yeah," she replied with another half-serious tone, as if trying too hard to sound business-like. She lifted a thick and vascular arm, her thumb pointing atop the supplement case. "He handles the orders for our gear supplies."

"Ah," he replied, his eyes quickly studying the wave design of the 'T' in Tidal. Jake left the pen on the clipboard and leaned against the counter. Moments later, he saw the thing jump.

"Ah, here he comes." Jake stared at the clipboard, watching the pen dance as the vibrations intensified underfoot. Shivers had begun running up and down his spine when without warning, a thick sweaty musk caught Jake's nose, and balls, completely off guard.

'Unghh, holy shit...'

The heavy masculine scent surged up his nose and plunged down his throat, inundating his senses. Within seconds, Jake knew he was either going to faint, have a heart attack, or need another pair of shorts. He glanced over at Rachael; the huge collie was sitting behind the counter with a smile on her face.

"You feeling okay, Jake?" Her words barely registered amidst the chaos erupting in his head. The vibrations grew stronger, the musk grew thicker; he could hear the heavily approaching footsteps. Whoever this 'Andarius' guy was, Jake was suddenly unsure if he wanted to find out. The last thing he needed was a big muscle-head to beat the shit out of him for stealing a glance, or worse, another wet dream to ruin his sheets for weeks on end.

The vibrations stopped.

"Hey there!"

Jake gulped. Hard.

Before him stood a giant. A titan among the general populace. Eclipsing the doorway behind him, an enormous Killer whale stood calmly with his gargantuan hands on his gargantuan hips, his head clearing the door frame with ease. The mountainous orca was absolutely bulging with massive, striated muscle from neck to toe; his intricate vascularity plain to see. Dripping in sweat, the afternoon sun shone off of each and every bulge, canyon and contour of his luscious and ecstatic physique.

"Hh--hey," The moment Jake opened his mouth, more of the massive orca's musk shoved itself down his throat.

"Great to meetcha', Jake!" His voice rumbled through the otter's core; a deep and rich baritone only the Alpha-Male Gods could gift. Jake found himself eye-level with a rounded cliff's edge created by the orca's tectonic pectorals and his upper abdominal muscles. Dragging his eyes north, Jake's sight met another black TidalPower t-shirt; the fabric completely soaked, the logo stretched so tight it looked ready to rip apart. Ink-black flesh covered most of what the otter could see, starkly contrasting with the bright snowy-white spread atop his bulging chest.

So mesmerized by the orca's size, Jake missed the massive hand raised to shake his own.

"I'm Andarius, but everyone calls me Andy."

Jake mindlessly raised his, enslaved by the heavy scent pouring from the orca's sweat-soaked t-shirt. His eyes widened as the warmth of Andy's hand enveloped his, nearly swallowing his fur to the elbow.

"Jake Anderson," he breathed, overwhelmed from being so close to someone so unbelievably huge. "Pleasure to meet you, too."

The orca released his arm and took a step back, presumably to look over his would-be client. What good it did: Jake's sight was still completely enveloped by black and white sweaty muscle.

"Well alright," the titanic bodybuilder boomed, his voice crashing off the walls. "Glad ya could join us!" Jake could not avert his eyes, transfixed upon the orca's heaving abdominal muscles. Each one bigger than his fists, Jake could clearly make out all six mounds of orca power through the bodybuilder's shirt, wishing he could press his face between them. "You eaten yet, Jake?"

The odd question spurred his attention skyward, craning his neck to look into the gargantuan orca's face. "Uh..." Andy's head rested atop the largest set of traps Jake had ever seen, forming identical caverns with his clavicles. His large jowls lay motionless, pulled into a sideways smile under the telltale patches of white highlighting his eyes. Big, deep and azure blue; oddly coincidental. "Ye--yeah, a while back. I should be good."

That sideways smile tightened into a playful smirk as his eyes narrowing atop rising cheeks. "Should be?" he retorted, a playfulness seeping into his voice. "Finally, a guy with confidence!" Jake saw through his feigned derision, despite the female chuckles filling the musky air. "Hey Rache, fix this kid up with somethin' from my stacks."

Jake's eyes widened. His stacks? As in, Andy's own gear? Yeah, right: surely it was part of the sales pitch.

"Sure thing, boss," she said with a slight giggle, disappearing through another door. "What're you thinking, 'Muscle,' 'Mass' and 'Power?'"

"Yeh', sounds good!" Andy called over Jake's head before approaching to wrap a bulging, sweaty arm around Jake's shoulders. As the peak of the orca's massive biceps pressed against the back of his head, Jake had to fight from swooning right then and there. "Yer' not against workout supplements, are ya', Jake?"

Jake felt the orca's arm flex, leaving him weak in the knees. "Uh, no, I'm good," he managed, looking up at his would-be trainer. Despite feeling like a pup in the titan's overwhelming embrace, Jake failed to detect any insincerity. "Odd names for supplements, don't you think?"

The orca chuckled lightly, making Jake feel as if an earthquake had struck. "Yup," Jake swore he felt his biceps harden at his words, "Supplement companies - whatcha' gonna' do?" That time, Jake definitely felt the muscle flex. "It's jus' their way of sayin' protein, carbs, creatine an' extra branch-chains; everythin' a growin' body needs!" Andy's heavy arm released itself from Jake's shoulders, leaving his fur damp with musky orca sweat.

"Oh..." Jake eagerly sniffed the air, the scent freshly sharpened to his senses. The sound of a shaker cup fought for his attention as Andy lumbered over to the reception desk. Moments later, Rachael returned with a cup filled with a pale blue liquid.

"Here you go, dude!" The big collie beamed as she offered the cup to him, the otter suddenly feeling puny in the presence of such beefy muscle-gods. "I hope you don't mind the flavour. Andy only had the tropical stuff in his bag," she said with a sly look to her boss. "As always."

An aftershock struck as Andy's chuckle rumbled from his massive frame. "There ain't nothin' wrong with bein' easy ta' please," he added, his playful smirk returning. Jake timidly approached the two giants and accepted her offer, taking the cup with both hands. "Alright," Andy boomed, turning his attention back to Jake. "Let's get ya changed, sized-up and lifting!"

Jake was taken aback. Most places wanted to talk about three year contracts and sign-up fees first. Gods knew how expensive working with Andy would be. "Uh, shouldn't we talk prices first?" It was then Jake noticed the enormity of Andy's fluke, his thick tail slowly waving behind his very large boots.

"Prices?" From the alarm in his voice, Jake swore he had offended the guy. Andy quickly approached and leaned over him. "Kid, I don't know where you've worked out before," he started, his playful smirk giving way to a more serious look. "But here, we don't care about cost." The pure white of his lower jaw gave accent to his words, his skin shining in the afternoon sun. "All I care 'bout is makin' sure you realize your fitness goals, whatever they may be."

Jake had to fight the gallon of blood rushing into his cheeks. Being so close to a guy so huge while being smothered in his alpha-masculine scent was overwhelming enough. But for the whale to be genuinely caring?

"Everyone's first time's on me," the hulking orca continued, his playful smirk slowly returning. "If you like what I offer and wanna stick around to see if I'mma good fit for yeh, then we can talk money. Deal?"

Jake's sheath throbbed, the worry of slave driving contracts banished by thoughts which made his balls ache. He would end up with a new wet dream after all.

"Deal."

Andy's sideways smile returned as he extended his massive body to full height. "Great!" He motioned to the hallway from which he had entered, "Come on, let's get started."

"S-sure thing!" Jake felt his excitement flow, powering his feet to follow the muscle-bound whale before him.

"Thanks for your help today, Rache," his voice boomed, having stopped before the relatively narrow door frame. "Go ahead an' let yerself out. I'll lock up tonight." Jake's jaw dropped.

"Way ahead of you, boss," she replied, already with one arm slung through the straps of her duffel bag. "You boys have fun!"

'Gods, I hope we will...'

"Always!" The vibrations of Andy's voice sent shockwaves through Jake's sheath, his balls instinctively tightening. He was going to be alone with the guy. He could hardly believe it.

"Alright," Andy said, turning to gaze upon the otter from over his massive shoulder, "Come with me Jake. You can throw yer bag in my office while we do yer weight an' measurements."

The orca led the way, having to shimmy his hulking frame through the door, his head ducked while he maneuvered each shoulder through separately. Jake stared in disbelief, wondering how it must have felt to have such a problem in life.

Padding in the orca's footsteps, Jake took his first sip of the shake nearly forgotten in his hands. Sweet and tangy, the pale-blue supplements tingled his taste-buds as they flowed down his throat like water. The taste was nearly enough to tear his focus away from the huge cetacean not four paces ahead, his sight obstructed by the cup's rim. When Andy turned to manoeuvre himself through another door, Jake realized the cup was empty. He had chugged the entire thing in seconds.

"In here, Jake," the orca's voice rumbled along the walls, amplified by the hallway's tight quarters. The thick and heavy scent of the whale's body intensified in such a small space, smothering Jake's senses as he entered Andy's office. White walls enclosed a desk, a few chairs, a scale and a bookshelf, with framed pictures of champion physique competitors hung along the walls, all of whom Jake could name. Clean and organized, the room was as inviting as any office would be. "This won't take long."

It was when Andy turned to sit did Jake spy the trophy case behind the desk. Silver and golden statues shone through the glass, sculptures of flexed bodybuilders gracing every one. Differing in size, the spires of achievement fought for attention; surrounding the grand-daddy standing taller than them all. Whoever this Andarius MacGreggor was, Jake was not the only one who believed him impressive.

"Like that stuff, huh?" Heavy bass rumbled Jake's attention away from the display case.

"Ye-huh?" He pulled his eyes to meet with the orca's.

"The shake," Andy smiled, "Ya practically chugged it!"

Jake's sight fell to the empty shaker cup in his hand, the same TidalPower logo peeking out from under his grip. "Uh..." The stuff sure was good. "Yeah, guess I was thirsty."

"It's the best stuff I've ever used," Andy continued, rummaging a pen and clipboard from his desk. "Liked it so much, I started orderin' exclusive from 'em."

Jake timidly stepped into Andy's office, reveling in the sweltering warmth of the orca's body-heat. He swore he could taste it on his tongue: a heavy, wet heat steaming off of Andy's massive physique, soaked in his intoxicating musk. It made the otter's legs weak.

"Jus leave yer bag on tha' chair here," Andy motioned, waving his large obsidian fingers to the chair before him. "Shirt an' shoes off, and let's getcha' on the scale." Jake mentally hesitated: the idea of wearing nothing but a pair of shorts before a muscle-bound wet-dream like Andy made him suddenly and uncomfortably shy.

'Like I have a choice.'

Jake quickly moved as he was told, dropping his bag as he tugged at his shirt. His sight never left the floor.

"Everything okay, Jake?" Somehow, Andy had sensed his discomfort. Jake was afraid of himself, more than anything. The last thing he needed was to drop to his skivvies and be sporting a hard-on in front of a guy who could eat him for breakfast. Those beautiful muscles could snap him like a twig, yet he couldn't help but imagine them squeezing him into utter submission. Feeling them bulge and flex against his fur, smothering him with their unfathomable strength. "Jake?" His sheath throbbed.

'Godsdamnit. Please, not now...'

"Yeah, I'm okay." Icy showers filled his head as Jake lopped his shoes off and stood on the scale. More rumbling filled his ears as Andy moved to stand beside him, the otter remaining eye-level with the orca's lower chest.

"Alright," Andy murmured, his thick bass vibrating through Jake's skin. "Five foot seven and a hundred an' sixty eight pounds." The announcement punched Jake in the stomach, allowing the ever-present dread of physical inferiority to creep up his spine. Being smaller and shorter than so many others was a genetic norm Jake had reluctantly accepted. But even if he were a seven foot equine powerhouse, he would still feel puny against the cetacean god standing beside him. "Not bad!" Andy's enthusiasm quickly returned, his voice amplified. "Ya've got some size to ya, Jake!"

His words pulled the fist from Jake's stomach, allowing a budding sense of pride to bring a smile to his face. Being small was something he was forced to accept, but if Andy thought different, well,

"Heh, thanks!" It was all he dared, fearful anything more would result in the otter stealing a hug. Being body-slammed through a desk by a giant skull-crushing homophobe was not something Jake wanted to risk, even if it meant getting to feel that massive body pressed against his.

"Well alright!" Andy boomed, marking down numbers on the clipboard before tossing it onto his desk. "Let's get in there an' see whatcha got!"

Jake confidently stepped off the scale, his ego formidably boosted by his trainer's encouragement. Slipping his shoes on, he nabbed his shirt and pulled his water bottle from his bag before following the titanic whale from his office. Rounding a corner, he emerged onto the gym floor.

"Phew..." The website failed to do it justice.

Standing on the edge of a large rectangular hall, the otter's sight slowly traveled from one end of the gym to the other. Cardio machines of various style lay motionless to his right, disproportionate to the huge weight area to his left. Ceiling-high mirrors lined the far wall behind extensive dumbbell racks, forming an 'L' at the corner as they travelled along the adjoining wall. Benches and machines of all kinds lay before him, each one begging to be used. But even they paled in comparison to what caught his attention.

"Holy shit..." Floor to ceiling windows lined the far wall, slightly tinted to reduce the beaming sunlight cascading in. Beyond the glass laid nothing but wide open Pacific Ocean. From one end of the gym to the other, Jake could see nothing but rolling waves and open water; a view which truly took his breath away.

"Whatcha think, kid?" The rumbling of Andy's voice was softened by the reinforced floor, the blackened fitness tiles doing their best to absorb the vibration. Jake heard the orca's words but could hardly reply, having been captivated by such a magnificent view. The rumblings continued as another chuckle emerged from the whale's massive chest. "I'll take that as a, 'not too shabby!'"

The otter slowly turned to face his titanic trainer.

"It's incredible," he whispered, his voice suddenly departed for the open water. Andy approached the stunned post-grad, his grin beaming as wide as his face would allow.

"Ya checked out our website, yeh?"

Jake absently stared into Andy's big azure irises. "Yeah," he started, his voice slowly emerging from its late afternoon swim.

"Thought it sucked, right?" Jake felt a smirk creep into his features.

"Yeah," he replied sheepishly, hoping not to offend the big orca. Earth-quaking laughter ran throughout the entire gym.

"I did that on purpose!" Andy boasted, resting his gargantuan knuckles on his hips. "I can't get enough a' seeing the look on people's faces when they walk in here for the first time." As the sunlight shone off of Andy's slick and bulging body, Jake found himself questioning which view was superior. "Hope the view won't distract ya from liftin, kid!" Jake's smirk burned.

"I hope not," was all he could manage, doing his damnedest to secretly study the orca's award-winning and cock-throbbing musculature.

"Okay, enough jabberin'," the orca announced, his mammoth frame turning toward the cardio area, "Let's get ya warm. Take yer pick!" Jake looked over the modern equipment, settling for an elliptical machine amidst the sea of choice. "You a music guy, Jake?"

The question struck him as a bit odd. "Huh, music?"

Andy just smiled back at him. "Do you need music blarin' while you work?" he asked, leaning forward ever so slightly. "With jus the two of us in here, I can understand how the quiet gets 'ta some people."

Jake thought about it for a moment: working out alone with a massive bodybuilder, surrounded by nothing but grunts, groans, encouragement and heavy breathing. His best dreams had started out as such. "Nah. I'm good if you are," was his reply, his voice betraying his growing attraction to his muscle-bound trainer.

"Alright, we'll leave the tunes for next time," Andy replied, casually approaching with a content look. "Here, lemme go fill yer water. You hop on up an' get started." The hulking orca motioned to the machine. Without skipping a beat, Jake tossed his empty bottle right into the whale's giant mitts, a bounce growing in his step.

"Sure thing." His ears perked as a rush of excitement overtook him, practically hopping onto the elliptical and revving the machine to life. When the familiar beeps filled his ears, his hands moved without thought: Fat Burn mode, ten minutes, level five. He grasped the handlebars and increased his pace. Moments later, Andy returned and placed his water bottle in the cup holder.

"Hope you dun' mind, but I put some 'Recovery' in there for ya," he offered, mindful of not obstructing Jake's ocean view. "It'll help me bring the best out of you, if ya know what I mean."

Jake's gaze drifted to the orca, his playful smile still gracing his wide face. Looking down at the bottle, he spied the same blue colouring and quickly reached for it. Chugging back a mouthful, the familiar sweet and tangy taste splashed down his throat, its intensity diluted.

"Heh," Andy chuckled, his soaked t-shirt visibly stretching with the rise and fall of his mighty chest. "You'll wanna' sip at it all workout, 'kay, Jake?" The otter relented, his hand returning to the bar where it belonged. "We're gonna run through the basics today," the hulking orca began, intently watching as Jake increased his pace. "We'll take one compound exercise from each muscle group an' go heavy on it, so I can get a feel of yer form and experience level."

His words made Jake's ass clench. Heat rushed into his face as he dipped his head to the screen before him, not daring to look at his trainer. He quickly tolf himself Andy's chit-chat was harmless. He most certainly was not alluding to making Jake his fuck-toy for the night. That was the message his brain failed to communicate; too occupied with the idea of being squeezed, manhandled and fucked raw by the gorgeous whale. If Andy wanted a 'feel' of Jake's form, he would gladly oblige.

Only in reality, if a monstrous alpha-male like Andy got so much as a whiff of what his play on words was doing, the otter would be the bodybuilder's pulverized dinner in a heartbeat.

"Okay," he huffed, the familiar burn forming in his legs.

"So, tell me about yerself, Jake," the orca offered, mindlessly stretching one of his massive arms out to his side. "What brings ya to the middle of nowhere?"

Jake's concentration scorched the screen in front of him, noting the Fat Burn program had reached its maximum difficulty. He stared at the timer as he spoke. "Just came back," he puffed, the burn building. "Finished my undergrad on the mainland and had to move home."

"Bummer!" the orca retorted, switching to stretch his opposite arm. "Study anythin' fun over there?"

"Marine biology," Jake offered, his responses shortening. "Kinda impossible to get a job with it." Another chuckle rumbled throughout the vacant gym.

"Heh," Andy snorted, pulling his left arm into a forearm stretch. "Certainly came to the right place for that!"

Jake's lusting mind told him Andy was hitting on him, having somehow figured out his want to intimately study the orca's anatomy. Reason was screaming into deaf ears. "Having to move back in with your parents sucks," the otter replied bitterly. The words seethed through his teeth, his anger doing its damnedest to silence his restless libido.

"Nah, thas' not so great," the orca agreed, pulling his opposite forearm into the same stretch, "But, it brought you to me, right?" The obscene imagery in Jake's mind returned to smash his bitterness into the ocean.

"Yeah," was all he dare muster, the burn in his legs now actively distracting him from the warmth in his sheath.

"How about yer fitness goals?" Andy continued, resting his massive arms at his sides. "What do you wanna get outta yer time with me?"

He felt as if his nose was about to bleed. Thoughts now fully entrenched in the gutter, Jake's cheeks began to burn as his many perversions came out to play. The truth was so erotically obscene, he could hardly put it to words, leaving his balls to scream, 'To be your willing cock-sleeve,' for him.

"Size!" he puffed, sweat beginning to mat his fur.

"Hah!" the orca replied, elated by the otter's response. "Well, yer in good hands. Size is my specialty!" Clasping both hands together, Andy hoisted his arms above his head, subtly arching to one side. "How about fun?" he asked, the stretch adding inflection to his voice, "Found anything to do around here? Girlfriend? Boyfriend?"

"B--boyfriend!?" Jake's heart stopped. Blood drained from his face as the shock of being discovered smashed him in the gut. The fur on his midriff stood tall; Andy had figured him out. He was as good as dead.

'Run. Run for your fucking life, Jake!'

"What?" the orca playfully replied. "Was jus' askin'," he continued, casually dropping one arm behind his head.

Colour gradually returned to the otter's features as he frantically searched to come up with something coy. Prolonged hesitation meant truthful admission. "Ha-ha," he faked, laughing it off being the best he could come up with. "J-Just got here a week ago," he stammered, doing his best to sound more winded than he was. "Haven't met anyone yet."

"Well hey, ya've met me!" Andy offered. "'Lemme be the first to welcome ya home!" The enthusiasm in Andy's voice seemed to know no bounds. Either his trainer was playing him, or Jake had dodged one hell of an orca sized guided missile. "How ya feelin? You warm yet?"

Jake gazed over the clock on the screen, his program nearing its end. "Yeah," he panted, his eyes gradually moving from the display. "Yeah, I think I'm... I'm..."

The otter's head snapped upright, his voice caught in his throat. Andy stood paces away, his barrel chest fully flexed as he stretched his bulging triceps behind his head. The sight was mesmerizing: watching the t-shirt stretch, his wide eyes fixed upon heaving mounds of sweating cetacean muscle. The soaked fabric had turned shear, proudly displaying every detail of the orca's massive chest. Straining as it wrapped over his serratus, the fabric tightly pulled under his arms to stretch around his monstrous lats.

"Ready..."

Following his huge lats inward, Jake slowly focused upon Andy's deep, black armpits, his sheath quivering as he honed in on the whale's powerful scent. Thick, rich and musky, Andy's scent pronounced his dominance as a true Alpha, forcing Jake's senses to drown in a molten sea. He had revelled in sweaty male before, but nothing in his past could compare to the intoxicating and ecstatic scent of the bulging bodybuilder.

"Great!" Andy's gleaming, vascular arms swapped positions. "Jus lemme finish stretchin, " he motioned, his monstrous biceps pressing against his head. Jake's pace continued to slow, having shifted to stare upon the orca's powerful arms. Black as night, Andy's smooth skin highlighted the deep striations and bulging veins in his forearms, perfectly split where they melted into biceps Jake had only dreamed of. Dense, swollen brachial muscle flowed from the orca's bones, grown to sizes the otter did not believe possible. With massive peaked spheres matched to the bulging horseshoes of his triceps, Jake swore Andy's arms were thicker than the otter's legs.

"Alright," the orca beamed, his arms dropping to Jake's wonton discontent. "Head on over to the cages, Jake," he continued, motioning towards the sea of vacant weight equipment, "We're gonna start with my favourite."

Squats. His favourite too.

Taking another gulp from his bottle, Jake wiped the machine down before making his way to the opposite side of the gym, eyeing the squat racks lined next to each other. Passing virtually every useful machine he knew existed, he approached the far-left rack, moving the bar to adjust for his height. Moments later, he felt the orca's heavy footsteps behind him, and his ears snapped as a loud 'SHLACK!' echoed off the walls. Scanning the mirror's reflection, Jake had to turn to believe it.

'Oh my fuck...'

"Mmn, much better," was all Jake heard, his senses filled with rippling, sweaty snow-white flesh. Broad, mountainous pectorals brought his balls to life, the orca's huge chest ominously resting above a deeply defined abdominal eight-pack carved between wide and rigid obliques. With each muscle visibly clear as day, Jake's sheath-swelling view only improved as Andy moved closer, his gargantuan chest rising and falling with every breath. "You dun mind if I lose the shirt, do ya, Jake? Damn thing was gettin' itchy."

His voice was nowhere to be found. All Jake could do was absently shake his head, his eyes drawn to the whale's big, blackened-purple nipples. Fat, thick and juicy, Andy's nips looked ready for Jake's maw, as if begging for an otter tongue-bath while they hardened in the 'fresh' air.

Jake was absolutely floored. The titanic size and muscle Andy possessed was unfathomable. Lust, envy and fuck-me-now-submission fought for the dominance of his soul, the fire in his sheath heating their battle. The afternoon sun shone upon the orca's slick hide, adding emphasis to the magnificent physique cruelly teasing Jake's libido. And the whale was just standing there, returning the otter's wonton gaze with a cheerful one of his own.

'Unnnhh... fuck me.'

"Okay!" Andy spoke, his words deafened by the torrent of blood rushing into Jake's groin, "I'm gonna work next to ya as you go; watch yer form an' help where I can. Use the time durin' my sets to rest an' study my form. Watch where my back is an' how low I go."

Studying the orca's form would be the easiest thing Jake had ever done in his entire life.

"Gear up, Jake; let's see whatcha got!" A playful smack pushed Jake into the squat cage. He quickly loaded the bar with his warm-up weight and positioned himself. Exhaling deeply, he lifted it from its perch and stepped back.

'Back straight, ass out, tail out for balance; stay on those heels, Jake!'

Fifteen reps later, the otter placed the bar back on its perch and turned to face his enormous trainer.

"Nice!" was his answer, a cheerful grin spread across his face. "I can tell ya've done this before, kid. Ya've got some great form!"

Jake's heart beamed. "Thanks!" he replied, ecstatic he had impressed the massive whale. His excitement only grew as Andy approached his heavily loaded bar and assumed the familiar position.

"Here, watch how low I go," he instructed, punching air through his blow-hole as he lifted the bar from its perch. "The lower ya get, the more it involves your glutes," he breathed, subtly twisting to flex his striated ass in the otter's face.

'Oh, please fuck me.'

Andy dropped into his first squat with the learned skill of a master bodybuilder. His back straight and chest pushed to the ceiling, he sunk down until his knees dropped an inch below ninety degrees, the bellows in his chest erupting as he shot straight up. The bar remained motionless on his broad traps, stabilized by his hands and the huge dorsal fin lining the curvature of his spine. Colour rushed into Jake's features as Andy dropped into his third squat, enslaved by the sight of the orca making himself sweat. Watching his beautiful muscles flex and contract in erotic synergy was almost too much to bear, making Jake's sheath throb with each rep. A deep grunt gave emphasis to his final squat, the masculine sound echoing off the mirrors while the bar 'clanged' upon its perch.

They continued as such for the two sets that followed: Jake doing his damnedest to prove how strong he was, then being treated to his favourite softcore man-porn while hiding how much was affecting him. Countless nights spent jacking off to workout videos and big guys going at it, and here he was, watching the biggest male he had ever seen work out not three feet in front of him. He needed to take care of himself soon, or risk losing it in front of his new wet-dream.

"Alright, final set," Andy beamed, a fresh layer of musky sweat cascading down his smooth body. "Load for your max, and we'll rest-pause it."

Jake gulped. His max squat was double his bodyweight. "O-Okay." Hesitation forced the word to catch in his throat: he had only tried it twice before, and neither attempt had gone well.

With the bar loaded, he stepped back to observe the number of plates waiting for him. Taking another gulp from his bottle, he timidly approached the rack and moved into position.

His heart skipped when Andy stepped into the cage with him.

"'Kay, in between reps, I'm gonna hold you still," the big orca offered, his boots scraping the heels of Jake's shoes. "You okay with that, Jake?"

A submissive whimper threatened to escape as the otter's balls clenched to his sheath. Being towered-over by such an enormous male was one thing. Getting to feel his huge muscles press against Jake's small body would be too much for his swelling libido to bear.

"Yeah, that's cool," was all he could manage, his cock emerging from his sheath.

"Jus checkin'," the orca replied, his playful grin melting into his lopsided smirk. "Most guys dun like bein' touched while they do this."

Jake deepened his breaths, glaring at the weight before him. "Just don't let me fall forward," he huffed, his hands finding their marks. A chuckle rumbled behind him.

"I'll catch ya' if you do," Andy replied, grinning down into Jake's reflection.

Positioning himself under the bar, Jake's heart began to pound as his breath turned heavy. He found his spot on the ceiling, staring just above Andy's head as his heels dug into the floor. With a thick puff, he hoisted the bar from its perch, pausing momentarily to awkwardly step back. Then he felt it: felt Andy wrap his hot, monstrous arm under his shoulder, his thick digits pressing into Jake's chest. A whimper escaped as Jake felt Andy's biceps flex against his side, his cock throbbing as he was locked into the orca's hold.

"Down," came the command, the orca's grip tightening his Jake sank into the squat. His legs began to shake as he neared ninety degrees, the unbearable weight forcing him to lean into Andy's embrace. "Up!" his trainer boomed; legs tightening as Jake shoved himself skyward. Fighting to keep his knees from locking, Jake panted as he came to full rest.

"Ten seconds," Andy sounded, the words felt, more than heard. With his massive arm tightly wrapped around him, the bodybuilder was pressing Jake into a molten wall of bare, sweating muscle. Feeling his hot and wet skin pressing against his back, squeezing him ever so slightly with every breath the whale took; Jake could hardly believe it. "Down."

Sucking in breath, his legs violently shook as Jake sank into his second squat. He immediately felt lightheaded, having taken a big gulp of raw, sweaty orca. His vision blurred as he dipped below ninety degrees, barely coherent as the thick musk saturated his core. "Come on," he felt, the orca's powerful scent swimming within him, "up!"

He pushed with all his might, his cock kicking against his underwear in a threat to reveal itself. Straining against the weight, Jake grunted through gritted teeth, the overwhelming size of Andy's arm flexing to keep him stable. His legs ablaze in agony, Jake fought to return upright, the plates rattling as his left knee locked out. He quickly forced the knee to bend, shifting the strain back onto his muscle where it belonged. Pain encroached as the pump took over; his blood rushing to inflate his damaged quadriceps. He loved how powerful the pump made him feel, but it was nothing compared to being locked in Andy's muscular embrace.

"Yer not done yet, Jake," his trainer bellowed, flexing his massive arm in emphasis, "Give me one more!" One last rep, one last squat; the orca's hand pressing tighter to his chest. The whale was getting excited, squeezing Jake harder as his breathing quickened. The otter was in Heaven. "Come on, kid. Down!"

His lungs heaved as he fought for another breath, his eyes frozen to the mirror. His veins throbbing, Jake sank back into his third squat, the pain in his legs all but absolute. Fighting to keep his weight on his heels, the pressure was near unbearable as his body dipped to ninety degrees. "Come on, Jake; get it up!"

It was a bit late for that.

"Uuuuggghhh!" The grunt erupted from Jake's chest, voicing the painful flex in his thighs as his quadriceps contracted with all their might. Struggling as he reached his starting point, Jake's body relented. Andy's arm did not budge.

"You're not done, Jake," came his words, dripping in derision. "Gimme a hard flex!" Andy's grip tightened upon Jake's chest. "Hold it fer as long as you can, an don't worry about fallin. I gotch'ya."

Jake did as he was told, gnashing his teeth together as the burn extrapolated into outright pain. Cramping hamstrings added their painful cries as his knees began to lock, forcing another grunt from his chest. Hoping to impress with every passing millisecond, he held the flex for longer than he thought possible, his mental countdown all but shot.

"Awesome!" The word boomed over Jake's head, the pain suddenly abated. Andy hoisted the bar from his shoulders and clanged it upon the rack. Jake was ready to fall over, his mind focused solely on the dulling pain in his thighs. "One Hell of a way to start, huh?"

"Yeh--Yeah," he panted, testing his legs one at a time to coax some life out of them.

"I'm impressed, Jake!" the hulking orca encouraged, moving to stand mere inches from Jake's nose. "Most guys hate 'leg day,' but you jus showed 'em how it's done!" A mammoth hand hammered Jake to the floor as Andy clapped him on the shoulder. "Alright, let's move on. Whatcha' think, heavy rows sound good?"

Jake just stared at Andy's bulging abdominal muscles, watching them flex as they filled his vision. Expanding and contracting with every breath, the rippling mounds had him hypnotized, refracting the light as they moved. Thoughts of running his tongue along the deep separations filled his mind, his breath hitching as he imagined what the sweaty orca must taste like. Calmly breathing Andy's thick musk, his stare dragged well beyond the point of being awkward. "You alright, Jake?"

The rumbling of Andy's deep voice stirred him from his hypnosis, the otter blinking several times before casting his eyes to the whale's blue and white camouflage shorts. "Ye--Yeah, I'm good," Jake half-stammered, tracing the outline of the enormous bulge between the whale's tree-trunk legs.

He was wearing a cup. He had to be. No one was that big.

"Okay," Andy replied, "we'll do one warm-up an' dive into three sets of working weight." His gigantic frame moved out of Jake's vision, his boots shaking the floor as he went. Moments later, his bar lay loaded on the floor, weighing triple of what the otter had prepared. He drained half his bottle as he stood at full height, the same azure liquid pouring from the spout. Jake followed suit, again distracted by the sweet and tangy flavour. "Alright, Jake," Andy beamed, turning his full attention back upon the young otter, "Show me whatcha' got!"

Standing with the bar over his feet, Jake bent his knees and leaned forward, gripping the bar like so many times before.

'Knees bent, ass out, tail out for balance; stay on your heels, and keep your back flat with the floor, damnit!'

Jake lifted the bar and shifted his weight to his heels. Dragging his elbows back, he squeezed his lats together, pausing at the top before slowly lowering the bar back to his starting position.

"Keep that tail down!" The command nearly knocked the bar from his hands. Embarrassment crept into his cheeks as Jake spied his rising tail. He forced it to the ground, mentally kicking himself while he finished his set. With his last rep, Jake set the bar on the ground, pausing before returning upright. "Nice!"

He felt like he should say something; anything to cover up the embarrassment burrowing a large pit in his stomach.

"Damn bad habits," was all he could mutter, thankful the manufacturer of his shorts knew how to make clothes for his species.

"Hah," was all he heard, followed by another rumbling chuckle. "We're lucky we have that advantage," Andy offered, standing before his bar in preparation. "Use yer tail for cheat reps all you like, but keep it down while you're workin. Unless ya got yer hopes set on bein' a pole dancer, or somethin."

All colour left the otter's face. The whale only laughed louder. "Didn't like that joke, huh?" he teased, bending into position. "Here, I'll do it too, jus' so yer not alone."

Gritting his teeth, the massive orca hoisted the bar into position, not a single muscle moving below his waist. The heavy bar was pulled to the top of his rippling abs, his flared elbows wrapping around his spine. His enormously wide lats squeezed into his dorsal fin, as if aiming to crush it between them. Jake swore he could hear his muscles squeeze together as he worked; his form perfect, a true master of his craft.

Gazing upon the bodybuilder hard at work, Jake visually traced the hulking orca's backside, taking in every bulge, fold and smoothed ridge highlighted by his sweaty sheen. Following his monstrous lats as they tapered into Andy's waist, the otter found himself fixated upon the two gluteal mounds vainly covered by the whale's camo-patterned shorts. The orca's rump was every bit as huge, muscled and striated as the rest of him.

Brilliant white flashed in his peripheral vision. Tearing his gaze from the orca's wicked ass, he watched as Andy raised his tail from the ground. Coming parallel with the floor, Andy's fluke bent to the ceiling, giving Jake a full view of the white flesh that graced his underside.

The thud of the weights snapped Jake from his lusting stupor.

"Notice how I kept my lower back as flat as I could?" Jake could not tell if Andy had caught him staring. "The idea there is to keep yer tail on the ground and sit back on yer heels for balance," he explained as he turned. "And stick yer ass out as best ya can." Jake gazed skyward to catch the smirk on Andy's face. "I dunno 'bout other places, but no one's gonna kick it 'round here!" he boasted, his smirk melting back into his playful smile. A bemused puff escaped the otter's nose; erotic thoughts of the orca's muscled bare ass bringing a smirk to his face. No one may kick it, but Jake's gutter-entrenched mind had other hopes. "Your set, Jake."

Taking cues from the master tutorial, Jake increased his weight and assumed the familiar position. A slight arch in his back accentuated his posture, pushing his butt out as he lifted. Eyes locked onto a chosen spot on the floor, he blasted out his set, powered by lusting thoughts of the muscle-bound orca watching him work. With a thick huff, the otter dropped the bar to his feet, gulping down more of the 'TidalPower' infused water while turning to watch his trainer's set.

"Felt better when ya arched yer back, eh?" Andy looked almost amused, his smile inching wider across his face. Jake could not help himself.

"Yeah, a lot better," he smirked, images of himself arched underneath a certain orca filling his mind, teasing his senses with thoughts of Andy's huge muscles dripping hot musky sweat all over his back. "Feels like you can last longer."

"I know ya can," was the orca's reply, his smile refusing to narrow.

As Andy turned to load for his next set, Jake's restraint all but left him, his eyes roaming over every last inch of the orca's beautiful body. He knew Andy could catch him; part of him hoped he would. He was too turned-on by the guy to give a shit: if he was going to be hit for checking him out, so be it. The bones would heal long before the memories would fade.

Only instead of rising to beat him to a pulp, Andy lifted his tail as he bent over, presenting Jake with a full view of his backside. The otter's heart lodged itself in his throat.

"Tha--that's cheating, dude," Jake stammered, his heart beginning to pound.

"Yer point?" was his derisive reply, smirking as he pulled the bar into his sternum. Jake just stared, enslaved by the erotic display of bulging muscle flexing and contracting in front of him. Warmth trickled into his fur: his pre-cum conspicuously rolling down his right leg in an unashamed display of lust. Jake was done for and he knew it: at that point, the slightest shift would set him off. All from watching the enormous orca work out.

"Huunnghh!" came a thunderous grunt, cracking off the mirrors and vibrating through Jake's body. "Hhnnrrg!" came another, rippling through Jake's core, coaxing his balls to churn. As the reps continued, so did the whale's growls, "Unngh - Hnngghh - Nngghhh!"

He needed to find a washroom. Fast. Pre was flowing freely from his engorged length, filling his underwear without remorse. It was streaming down his leg, soaking his fur as it went. There was no hiding it now; it was too obvious to be mistaken for sweat. The moment Andy stood and faced him, the hulking orca would clearly see the stained tent in his shorts. Fear would have consumed his soul had Jake's over-stimulated libido not already laid claim.

The bar was released with a dull thud, and the massive whale returned upright. This was it: Jake was as good as dead. He was about to be pulverized by a monstrous homophobe, larger and more powerful than any male the otter had ever seen. Heart racing, breathing all but non-existent; his blood had long abandoned his face for the throbbing need between his legs.

"Huungh!" Another grunt rippled through Jake's body as the whale suddenly leapt to the air. Grasping the handles atop the squat cage, his back stretched as he pulled himself into a wide-grip pull-up, the resulting image nearly pushing Jake over the edge. If he thought Andy's front was big, the orca's backside was truly a sight to behold.

"Unngh!" came the first grunt, voicing his aggression as Andy pulled himself skyward, his monstrous lats contracting with ease. "Hunhh!" came another, his slick obsidian flesh stretching and contracting in strict formation. "Nngh!" came the third, his loud grunts emphasizing the working mass on display.

He made it look effortless: how easily such enormous muscles could contract, pumping more blood through their veins, forcing the pliant flesh to stretch and tighten around them. Jake just stared, enamored as he watched small beads of sweat trace their paths over heaving, pumped muscle, their trails shining in the sunlight.

"Mnngh!" Jake's mind all but left him. "Mmrrh!" His cock raged in his shorts. "Nrrhh!" Reason was nowhere to be found. "Nnghh!" He was too horny to care. "Ummh!" He wanted the whale. "Nhhgh!" No matter the cost.

Heavy boots pounded the floor, their effect deadened on Jake's lust-drunken mind. The orca would turn around and see what he had done to the poor otter, and Jake would have to leave town after being wheeled from the hospital. So be it.

"Fuck yeh!" The whale's f-bomb broke the siege between Jake's fear and lust and pulled his vision into the mirror, the sight nearly ending him.

"Holy shit..."

The orca had tucked his hands into his waist, his lats visibly expanding as he sank into a full-frontal latissimus flex. Briefly holding the pose, Andy relaxed his hold before flexing again, his lats expanding further than before. Again he released, and again he flexed, his chest flaring as his lats expanded beyond what Jake believed to be physically possible.

His orgasm took him without warning.

Gnashing his teeth together, Jake held himself as still as he could, his cock kicking uncontrollably as blast after blast filled his underwear. Frantically glancing up at the gorgeous orca, Andy held his pose, lost in self study as he pivoted from side to side. The sight of such an enormous male flexing his sweaty muscles in the mirror only made Jake's cock kick harder, his cum quickly spilling down his leg. The last of his spunk finally drained from his balls after what felt like a full minute of orgasm, his mind slowly drifting back to reality. He quickly came to terms with the mess he'd left himself in.

"Oh, fuck me."

"Was thinkin you weren't gonna ask, Jake."

His heart stopped.

Andy emerged from his rigid pose, exhaling as he turned to approach. His sideways smile pulled into a playful smirk, Andy stopped before him, his monstrous pectorals calmly expanding and contracting, his fists knuckled into his waist.

"Enjoyed my show, eh?" His barrel chest bounced playfully at his words, emphasizing the inflection in his voice. Spying the ecstatic damage he had caused, Andy's smirk only hardened.

Replying was beyond Jake's abilities. Even as the hulking male took a step closer, the otter remained incarcerated in fear. His heart had jump-started into a frantic pace, hammering his chest from the refuge of his throat. Panicked eyes spread wider as the giant orca knelt mere inches before him, frozen as he watched a mammoth hand extend forward. He ran his fingers along the trail of cum that had flown down the otter's leg. Jake did nothing as the orca placed them in his mouth and sucked them dry.

"Mmmh..." the rumble threatened to vibrate Jake into lucidity.

"...Andy?" was all he could manage.

"Got any more in ya?"

Jake was lost. Completely lost. Lost in the way Andy's eyes held him, lost in the way his smirk tempted him, lost in the way his huge, sweating mounds of cetacean strength quivered in anticipation of his reply. His breath caught, Jake's nose thinly sipped on the sweltering musk emanating from the orca's enormous body, the scent tempting his erection back to life.

A workout partner: that's all Jake wanted. Work hard, build some muscle and feel better about himself. Being presented with a towering monolith of his every sexual fantasy had been the last thing he could have ever dreamed.

But Andy was so godsdamned big. So very, very big.

'The bigger, the better.'

"Y--yeah," his balls finally spoke for him, "Yeah... Think you could give me a hand?"

Andy's smirk deepened. "Uh-huh," came his reply, his voice emerging slower; deeper. He took Jake's hand, standing to lead them away from the squat racks, his gargantuan mitt enveloping the otter's with ease. Jake obediently followed, fixated upon Andy's massive fluke, subtly shifting his gaze to the orca's rump. He barely noticed when the ground became softer underfoot.

The floor was definitely softer: more pliant than the workout tiles covering the rest of the gym. Jake hardly cared, distracted by the open space surrounded by mirrors. His eyes drifted from one end to the other; his sight unable to escape the massive orca standing amidst the rectangular warm-up area.

"Here, let's get more comfy." Andy's voice recaptured Jake's attention, the otter's head snapping to stare at the orca bent over a few paces away. Grasping at the laces of his boots, Andy quickly undid the knots and slipped them off. He placed them to the perimeter of the cushioned floor and turned to pad barefoot toward Jake. "Might as well lose yer's too, Jake."

Jake quickly complied, flipping his shoes off without a second thought, failing to register anything beyond the hulking whale. "You ever been to a real show before?"

"Yeah," Jake replied, his ever-present shyness suddenly absent. "Just amateur comps', though," he continued, his eyes drifting to Andy huge, blackened-purple nubs which accented his bulging chest. "Never seen anyone nearly as large as you."

Andy's laugh echoed off the ceiling. "Well, tha's not gonna cut it!" he boasted, bringing his feet closer together. "'An no pics on the net will ever come close to tha real thing, either!"

Jake smirked at his words, having perfected his near nightly routine of jacking off to web searches in his early teens.

"So tell you what, kid" he continued, approaching the otter and leaning down to his right ear. "How 'bout you take a seat 'an I give ya something you'll never forget."

A wanton moan filled the sweaty air as Jake swooned, loudly announcing the death of any reservations he had left. Just one look into the whale's bright eyes and Jake was his. Unquestionably his. His to hold, his to squeeze, his to fuck; his to do whatever the Hell he wanted with.

"Heheh," another chuckle rumbled through Jake's body, now openly revelling in the heavy sensation. "Here, let's start with ya givin me a hand, eh?" The orca's giant mitt reached for Jake's hand, taking it and pulling to rest it upon the waist of his shorts. "Help me outta these," he teased, leaving Jake's hand where he placed it.

The warmth of the orca's body left the otter astounded; the sheer heat captivating his senses. Jake's fingers timidly crept over the waistband and under the wet fabric, his fingers grazing the orca's skin as he inched toward the fly. His other hand joined its brother without thought, resting upon the button and tugging ever so slightly. The straining fabric gave way without much effort, revealing the laces below. Too shy to touch much else, he held the fabric tight while he pulled the laces loose, unleashing its contents to spill into Jake's grasp.

"Nnh! There ya go..." The words fluttered through the otter's ears, but failed to gain his attention.

"Oh fuck..."

His mouth quivered as bright azure filled his eyes: a lycra-esque fabric stretched vainly over a pumpkin-sized mound of musky flesh. The fabric cut tightly into the cavernous depths of the orca's thighs, clearly outlining what they were so desperate to conceal. Jake couldn't help but marvel at the sight of such clashing colours: a heavenly white staking claim to the insides of his monstrous thighs, an obsidian black covering everything else; a bright azure thong thinly painted over them.

The sight, smell and shocking size of Andy's trunks stopped Jake dead in his tracks. He wasn't wearing a cup.

His submissive instincts were upon him in seconds, urging him to press his face to the sweaty and reeking fabric. He wanted to revel in the sheer size, sweltering heat and intoxicating scent of Andy's dominating whale-hood. It was absolutely enormous: a misshaped sphere nestled between two monstrous thighs, forced to constantly fight for breathable real-estate. The orca was simply breathtaking.

"Mnh, much better," he heard, unable to tear his focus from the massive junk so thinly concealed before his nose. "Now, how 'bout tha--"

Jake lunged at the bodybuilder's trunks, gripping the whale's waist and smothering himself in the obscene bulge before him. Heat overwhelmed his senses as Andy's powerful scent filled his lungs and forced his sheath to stir. Turning his head from side to side, he smeared Andy's monstrous cock and swollen balls across his face, revelling in their touch. The heat, sweat and musk of the huge orca had him moaning as he surrendered to his own submission. Fingers absently curled around the thin waistband, instinctively poised to tug them loose.

"Heheh, easy there, Jake," the orca chuckled, a heavy hand falling upon the otter's shoulder and stopping him in his tracks. "Don't wanna rush 'an spoil the fun, do ya?" The whale's strength eased Jake off his trunks, earning him a timid whine in protest. Another chuckle drowned Jake out as Andy crouched to look him square in the eyes, a deep smirk pulled tightly across his face. "Gotta get you warmed up first, pup. I don't want you copin' out on me early. I want ya ta' last."

Jake wanted to bury himself in the Heavenly depths between the whale's titanic legs. With hot orca sweat smeared all over his face, his every breath was tainted with Andy's powerful musk. But the look his trainer gave him teased of how much Jake could have if he showed some restraint.

A compliant whimper eased from his chest, declaring his submission to Andy's dominance. A heavy squeeze enveloped Jake's shoulder as the whale stood and took a few steps back.

"Have a seat, kid," he commanded, glancing over his shoulder and briefly turning to adjust the tight posing trunks painted on his body, "'an lemme show ya what a pro builder can do."

Jake's cock instantly sprang to life, bounding in his shorts as his butt hit the ground. Eyes fixed directly ahead, he gazed lustfully at the massive whale, anticipation building with his every move. Even standing still, Andy made Jake's breath hitch. The overwhelming size and clear-cut definition of the orca's body would be the envy of any professional competitor, let alone a young and impressionable otter who stood a fraction of his size. He was so godsdamned big; bigger than anyone Jake had ever seen, let alone met. And now, standing mere feet in front of him, the enormous muscle-bound orca was about to show-off in nothing but a bright blue terry cloth.

He sat on his hands. It was all Jake could do to stop from grabbing himself and jacking it right then and there.

"Unngh!" A thick grunt smashed off the mirrors as the orca stood straight: legs together, his chest up; flexing his mighty pecs whilst raising his thick arms. "A good one to start with," he began, the strain seeping into his voice, "is a full-frontal double biceps pose." His massive chest flexed harder, expanding into large fan-shaped barrels as his arms came parallel with the floor. Enormous forearms curled inward, and his biceps bulged into equally massive, watermelon-sized proportions.

Jake's cock kicked in his shorts.

Wide, gleaming veins snaked across the peaks of his pumped biceps, accentuating the raw power Jake had briefly felt mere minutes prior. Watching as the thick cords travelled along his shoulders and disappeared under his gigantic snow-white pecs, Jake's mind was enraptured by the tectonic shelf created by the orca's truly enormous lats. Forming a large hood better suited for an overgrown Cobra, the whale's lats widely framed his dominating chest, their width pushing beyond what Jake believed physically possible. Their mere presence mesmerized the otter, his eyes trailing southbound as they tapered into Andy's waist. Reversing his gaze back up the orca's ripped core, Jake shivered as he zeroed-in on his most secret desire of all.

Having harboured a sweat and musk fetish for years, Jake found himself staring into Andy's deep and sweaty armpits. He was enamoured with them: humid, musky and jet black; the pheromonal epicenter where pectoral, latissimus, deltoid, biceps, triceps and serratus met. Gazing into the twin black caves, Jake could feel his wonton restlessness test his resolve. He wanted to press himself hard against Andy's huge muscles and bury himself deep in his sweltering pits, forced to breathe nothing but the whale's thick musk while drinking him raw. Andy's scent was obscenely powerful to his senses: thick and heavy, a masculine aphrodisiac Jake could taste in the air. Reeking of strength, power, dominance, ocean salt and brine, it perfectly fit such a monstrous and daunting physique. Subtly licking his lips, Jake could hardly wait to be squeezed in Andy's monstrous arms, plead to be trapped by his enormous lats and beg to lick his sweaty pits clean.

His focus was broken when Andy grunted once more, turning his torso and dropping his shoulder into a leaning deltoid pose. "And then," he boomed, strain rife within his throat, "once you've got em hooked with yer front, let em get a load o' yer back." Pivoting slightly, his titanic frame straightened as he planted his feet, sucking in breath while the enormous muscles of his back came to life. "Uunngh!" Came the grunt, punching the air whilst squeezing his lats into his thick dorsal fin. Jake's cock kicked at the sound, his eyes wide.

"Oh my Gods, Andy," His tongue almost lolled out of his maw, dumbfounded by the whale's enormous muscularity. Mounds of heaving and sweating muscles contracted in an elaborate display worthy of sculpture, every last ounce of his strength bulging from underneath the orca's pliant skin. With his deltoids pressing into thick traps, his shoulder blades flattened as Andy's enormous arms raised into a double biceps flex once more. "Fucking unbelievable!"

Slowly releasing the rigid flex of his arms, he briefly relaxed the strain in his back, dropping his arms while extending his fluke behind him. Another thick groan pushed through the air as he thrust his elbows back, clenching his lats together to squeeze his massive dorsal to attention. His lower lats came together in a powerful display, the fabled 'Christmas tree' forming around the base of Andy's huge tail.

A rush of hot air fanned across the otter's face as Andy's enormous fluke shot up, revealing a set of heavily defined hamstrings cut deeply into the orca's striated, mouth-watering glutes. The azure trunks stretched as he held the flex, accenting the highlight of his skin's natural contrast. With another snort, Andy spread his legs and leaned forward, flexing his calves while curling his fluke to the sky. A heavy blush swam across Jake's features, glaring as the orca gave him a perfect view of his heavily muscled ass, his thong all but containing the monstrous junk swaying below.

"Heh, that's not a regulation pose, Big Guy."

The orca fell back upon his heels, holding the tight flex in his hamstrings while extending his arms parallel with the floor. "Eh?" he boomed, his spinal erectors slowly pulling himself upright with painstaking precision, doubtlessly wanting Jake to get a damned good look. "When did ya become a judge?"

"When you took your shirt off."

Thunderous laughter rolled throughout the gym as Andy spun on his heels. Grasping his mammoth hands before him, he bent one knee and tilted forward, pulling his right arm inward and grunting loudly as his barrel chest flexed in a heavily defined pectoral pose.

"'This more like it?" The muscles quivered under his slick hide, expanding into obscene proportions as he intensified his hold. Statuesque in his form, Andy pivoted ever so slightly, the light catching every curve, bulge and vein rippling under his sweaty skin. All Jake could do was nod, his voice wrestled into submission by the eroticism on display. Ignoring the ache in his balls, the otter's mind focused upon Andy's massive pectoral shelf, suddenly picturing a full serving tray balanced upon it.

"Well," Andy boomed, the strife in his voice intensified by the strain on his magnificent physique. "When you near the end of your routine," he continued, releasing the powerful pectoral flex much to Jake's dismay, "I like to give 'em a shot a' these," Throwing his arms up, Andy clasped both hands behind his head and took a few steps forward. Another thick snort punched the air as his lats flared, his body crunching to force his rippling abdominal muscles into perfect separated view.

The scent hit him before Jake could truly appreciate what he was seeing. Andy's sweaty muscle-musk flooded his senses, urging him to swoon again. Fighting to stop his eyes from rolling into the back of his head, the otter remained fixed upon Andy's heavily defined stomach. A subtle pivot forced the light to swim along the moisture of his skin, casting shine and shadow over every massive bulge of his ripped core. It took every last fibre in Jake's being to remain seated, desperately wanting to run his tongue all over Andy's wondrous abs.

Keeping his hands clasped behind his head, Andy kicked his right leg out and slammed his heel to the ground, forcing his titanic leg to explode in size. Black fought with white over the deep folds of his swollen quadriceps, neither of which respected the boundaries his tightly defined muscles created. Rivulets of his sweat coursed along the smooth ridges, melting along his skin with remarkable ease until splitting at the kneecap.

Andy was standing so close, Jake swore he could taste the heat emanating from him. It was pure aphrodisia to his senses, his brain completely overwhelmed by the sensory overload. If he dare move, Jake knew he would cum again.

Pulling his leg back, Andy released the hold and dropped his arms to his sides. He took a step back to and paused momentarily, breathing heavily as he straightened to full height.

"And, for the grande finale," he announced, inflecting his voice with feigned pretense, "Ya knock em dead with everything ya got - urrrraagggghhh!!"

Slamming his fists together, Andy's body erupted. From his traps to his calves and everywhere in between, the massive orca swelled. His chest inflated, his lats flared, shoulders bulged, arms pumped; his abs crunched and his legs exploded: heaving, striated mass growing in all directions. The strain pumped his vascularity to throb upon his hide as every last fibre contracted, the orca nearly doubling in size. Pivoting ever-so-slightly, Andy held his breath, the last of his deep muscle tissue coming into focus. His eyes locked to Jake's as he held the most-muscular pose, azure-blue drawn into a predatory glare.

"Nnngghfffucck!" The high pitched groan announced the pained release of his second orgasm. His cock kicking with abandon, Jake soaked his underwear once more. It was no use resisting: Andy was too much. Warmth rushed to his face as another shot kicked against his leg, his sac clenching as tight as the molten mass of bulging muscle right in front of him. Before the torrent had subsided, shame fought to rear its ugly head. Jake's libido quickly drowned it with his spunk.

A deep chuckle rumbled through the floor as Andy released his pose, panting as he approached the stunned post-grad. Dropping to one knee, the massive orca leaned forward, his nose mere inches from Jake's.

"Liked it that much, eh?"

Struggling to find breath, Jake heaved, sucking in gulps of hot, musky orca. The strain of posing had forced more sweat to pour along the whale's massive body, releasing more of his hot and heady musk to dominate the air around them. Completely overwhelming his senses, the rank masculine scent shot straight into Jake's lungs, kick-starting the next round of production in his balls. It left him dizzy, glassy-eyed and without thought, rendering him able to only nod.

"Heheh," Andy rumbled, his predatory glare melting into a sideways smirk, "Glad you liked it. "

Jake fell back upon his hands, panting as he fought with every last urge not to launch himself forward. Andy only leaned forward, closing the gap between their noses. "One thing all bodybuilders need to work on, Jake," he said, his voice lowering with every word, "is stamina."

Jake froze as the enormous whale leaned closer, his heart stopping as he caught sight of his mammoth arm extending toward him. A giant hand enveloped his, the searing heat of Andy's skin permeating his fur as if it were non-existent. "Think ya got what it takes, pup?"

Jake stared into Andy's eyes, feeling himself plunge into the orca's deep azure pools of tropical warmth. He couldn't take it anymore.

Wrapping his arm around the orca's thick neck, Jake rushed to press his nose against Andy's wet hot mouth. He kissed him with all his might, his pent-up passion surging to the fore. The orca's mouth subtly opened as the kiss intensified, his grip on Jake's hand tightening. The sensation was lost on the otter as Andy quickly took the lead, guiding Jake deeper, pressing their faces against one another. Within minutes, his jaw was aching; burning as he fought to keep up with the hulking orca. But when that big, dominating tongue lightly brushed his, Jake could do nothing but whimper.

Before he knew what hit him, Jake's tongue was in Andy's mouth, cradled by his warm and sweet-tasting flesh. Gripping the whale tighter, he forced himself to keep up, fighting against his own fatigue, refusing to miss an inch of Andy's huge and heavy tongue. A thousand emotions flowing through him, Jake's entire body ached for the orca, as if every feeling were fighting with one another to be the first to burst forth. The feeling of his huge tongue wrapping around his, the wet heat pressing against his mouth, the sweet taste of the orca's flesh: it was all too much for his young body to bear.

He wanted Andy. More than he had ever wanted anyone else.

Their lips parted, leaving Jake panting through half-lidded eyes. Andy was staring at him, his sideways smirk tightly stretched across his face. His chest throbbed as the orca leaned forward, a low chuckle rumbling through his young body.

"Mnnh," he cooed, vibrations bouncing along the floor. The orca leaned closer, chuckling to himself as Jake sat panting for breath. "You alright, Jake?"

He could not think straight. Awestruck, the otter was caught in the big bodybuilder's gaze, fumbling to find words to respond with. "Oh, shit, Andy," came first. "Oh, fuck Andy," came second. "Gods, fuck, Andy!" Each exclamation stretched the whale's smirk wider, his grip tightening upon the otter's hand. When Jake's words caught in this throat once more, the orca snorted in amusement. "You - you're incredible."

The orca only chuckled deeper, studying him with his deep eyes. "Yer not so bad yourself, kid."

A bulging arm planted itself upon Jake's shoulder and wrapped around him.

"Andy?" It was a near whisper, his voice shaking.

"You wanna keep goin, Jake?"

The otter launched himself forward again, abandoning all restraint. Plunging his mouth into the hot and humid depths of that hardened smirk, Jake kissed him again, a feverish storm of want, admiration and submission enslaving his mind. He reluctantly pulled himself back before losing himself completely, swooning as he felt the enormous mass and searing heat of the orca's biceps pressed against his head.

"Mnh - oh Gods, Andy," Jake gasped, his heart racing as the next words left his maw, "I'm yours." The churning of his balls had finally killed any last reservations he had. "Take me, Big Guy. However you want. Make me feel your strength..."

The huge arm slid from his shoulder to quickly wrap around his back. He was immediately pressed against unyielding muscle, hot and sweaty and pumped beyond belief. He was pulled from the floor, his world enveloped by soft and pliant cetacean skin. Andy's tongue was in his mouth, tasting his flesh and dominating his mind. When his other arm wrapped around him, Jake's eyes fluttered shut, moaning as he surrendered in the orca's embrace.

Andy fell back on his heels and extended upright to his knees. He lowered Jake to his feet as he released him from his arms, breaking the kiss to an immediate protest.

"Heh," Andy rumbled, his eyes coming over the otter's head. "Patience, Jake," he half-mocked, placing his gargantuan hands upon his waist. "You gotta earn yer keep first, boy." When the orca turned his head and flexed his titanic pecs, the kick in Jake's pants was ferocious. He took a step closer. "Lose em, pup." His voice had taken a commanding tone as he pointed at the otter's waist. "You've wrecked em anyway."

Clothing flew. Jake could not remember the last time he had torn his clothes off so fast. The next thing he knew, damp fabric was strewn about the floor; his socks gone, so too his underwear. Naked, proud and raging, the otter stood before the monstrous bodybuilder, webbed fingers resting gently upon his slim hips. The orca's eyes lit up.

"Mmm, that's more like it," he rumbled, visibly giving Jake a thorough one-over. He flexed his pecs again, bouncing his molten muscle much to the otter's adoration. It only made Jake's cock kick harder; a stream of pre melting down his pink shaft. "Heh, fuck are you ever cute, Jake."

The hulking orca took to his feet and casually approached, his smirk hardening back into his predatory glare. He gripped the otter's shoulder and pressed his fingers into Jake's fur: squeezing, testing, judging. Grunting his approval, he dragged his hand down Jake's back, gripping his side where Jake's lats would someday be. "Mmn..."

The otter remained deathly still, paranoid that any sudden movement would mean the end to all this, even as the orca's hand drifted south to envelop his right glute.

"Mngh!"

"Mmnhh," Andy moaned, squeezing the otter's rump. "You got a sweet ass to ya, boy," he spoke as his hand slid to grip the base of Jake's tail, lifting it to get a better view. "Seriously sweet ass..."

Jake did not respond, too focused on suppressing another moan as Andy's massive hand gripped his other cheek and kneaded the flesh beneath his fur. Heavy fingers drifted around his hip as they made their way forward, the anticipation forcing him to bite his lower lip. It took everything not to whine when the hand pulled away.

"I've won more shows than I can remember, Jake," he began, sliding his fingers up the middle of Jake's stomach. "I had to work my ass off ta' earn every last one of em." His hand crossed the otter's chest, until a single finger rested under Jake's chin. He pulled Jake's head up and burrowed his gaze into the otter's eyes. "What about you, boy," came the question, popping Jake from his wonton stupor. "You ready to earn this?"

Jake stared into Andy's deep eyes, gazing through the outright dominance the orca held over him. He nodded. Andy let go of his head and took a step back, pausing to kneel upon the cushioned floor.

"Then what are ya waitin fer?"

He had no idea.

Lunging forward, Jake smacked himself off of Andy's muscle-bound hide, his hands instantly landing upon a pair of monstrous pectorals. Webbed fingers came alive as he dug into pliant whale skin, soft and supple, groping his hot body as hard as he could. Andy's erotic posing had further pumped his enormous physique, a fresh layer of musky sweat making him slick to Jake's touch. It made his exploration all the more easy; his palms flat against the orca's chest, roaming across the vast snowy plains atop his throbbing heart.

Pressing himself harder against the hulking whale, Jake groped Andy's pecs as he pressed his nose into the tight canyon between them. Pure white filled his vision as he breathed deep, taking in the musky scent of the orca at such close proximity, moaning as the heady smell enslaved his raging libido.

"Mnngh, yeh, that's it, Jake," he spoke, "take in my scent. Learn it well..." En cue, his enormous pectorals flexed, forcing his skin to tighten as the muscles expanded into obscene proportions. A huge arm wrapped around his back, squeezing him close. "Go on, pup," Andy coaxed, flexing his meaty pecs harder against the otter's face, "you know you wanna."

Spurred on by the orca's commands, Jake plunged further into those cavernous depths and splayed his tongue upon Andy's skin. His senses exploded as the taste hit him: a rich and salty masculine tang; warm ocean with the slightest hint of sweetness. His moan was drowned out as Andy's chest rumbled, his pleasure audibly vibrating throughout the vacant gym. "Mmnggh, hope yer thirsty, boy. There's plenty more where that came from."

Feeling Andy's massive arm squeeze tighter around his back, Jake pressed his tongue harder upon the orca's muscle, moaning as the strong taste plunged down his throat. His hands roamed by touch alone, his right slowly brushing over a fat, hardened nub.

"Unnghhyyeah..."

His brow dropping, Jake slowly brushed his hand over the whale's large nipple, sliding the thick point between his fingers before teasing it with his thumb. The harder Jake played, the louder Andy became.

"Mmn, like that, huh, Big Guy?"

"Unnngh! Fuck yeah, kid. Keep goin..." Andy's response was incredulous to Jake's ears.

His arm flexed against Jake's back, his massive biceps bulging into the otter's side. He was almost too busy to notice, having found the whale's right nub. Incessant moaning poured from his enormous body as Jake rolled the hardened flesh between his fingers, encouraging him further as he dragged his tongue along Andy's chest to catch it between his teeth. A quick bite punched another groan through the heady air, dulled into laboured breathing as the otter planted himself upon Andy's chest, swirling his tongue around the hardened flesh before taking it in his mouth.

"Unnhhng! Oh, fuck, Jake!"

He sucked harder, insatiable for the orca's sweet, intoxicating sweat. Those daunting pecs pushed forward, rigidly flexing against his chin, matching subtle movement which pressed against the otter's stomach. Jake's balls clenched as he felt it: hot and heavy pressure bulging forward, pressing against his body with growing enthusiasm.

Reluctantly releasing the whale's hardened flesh, Jake shifted to his right and planted his tongue upon the throbbing vein which led from the vast plains of Andy's chest to the rocky mountains of his massive shoulder. Climbing the steep face of the frontal deltoid, crossing the crevasse to the medial head and descending into biceps-triceps gulch, Jake's tongue never left the orca's body.

"Mmmhh, here," was all Jake heard before powerful hands grabbed his sides and effortlessly lifted him from the ground. Alarm invaded his mind as he was hoisted to the air, quickly settling to watch the orca extend his left knee. Andy lowered him to sit astride his enormous quadriceps and quickly wrapped his monstrous arm around his back. He was immediately pulled back into Andy's sweltering embrace, his nose level with the orca's titanic shoulder. "'Better?"

Jake mewed in response. "Uh--Uhuh..."

"Heheh, good," he rumbled, squeezing another moan from the otter. "Now," he teased, his free arm coming to life, "Where were ya..."

Jake's eyes bulged at the rising arm; slick orca skin visibly stretching as the limb swelled with muscle. His wrist twisting, the orca made a fist and rolled his arm into an enormous, mouth-watering biceps flex. Grunting from the strain, he forced the short-head to bulge atop the huge mound, further accented by the throbbing vein strewn along it. When he lowered the peak to Jake's nose, the otter was in awe. The whale's arm was absolutely enormous; by far the largest he had ever seen.

"Lick it, boy," was all the otter heard before gripping Andy's shoulder for balance, his sight focused upon the orca's throbbing vascularity. Easing himself forward, he timidly pressed his nose into the warm flesh before flicking his tongue over the peak of the orca's monstrous biceps. The moment Andy's masculine flavour hit Jake's tongue, he was unstoppable. Mashing his maw upon the slick and molten skin, Jake's mouth gripped the throbbing vein atop Mount Biceps, wanting to suck the ecstatic strength straight from the whale's body. "Mmnngh, yeh, that's it, kid. Show me whatcha got..." Jake insatiably yawed from one valley to the other, licking the sweat off of the orca's pumped biceps. Travelling the distance up, down, and back along the throbbing trail, he bathed every last inch of Andy's monstrous arm.

"Fuck yeh, kid," he heard, failing to be distracted from his wanton worship. "Taste good, don't I? Betcha can't wait fer more, can ya?" The words fell on deaf ears, drowned by the lewd slurping and erotic sucking noises escaping Jake's maw. Sliding to his right, he pressed his face against Andy's bulging forearm, slipping his tongue deep into the tight crevice to get at the hot muscle nectar trapped within. Unsatisfied with his conquest, he journeyed back along the throbbing pipeline, moaning as the orca's pulse pushed against his chin.

When his face slid into the hot confines between Mount Biceps and Deltoid Bluffs, Jake's nose twitched. Hard. Instinctively, he sniffed the heady air. His mouth began to water.

"Mmn?"

Jake pressed his nose to the musky folds of the orca's shoulder and deeply drew breath, his cock kicking against Andy's rigid obliques. "What is it, pup?"

He pulled his nose away and peered upward to look into the orca's eyes. A wave of bashfulness hit him at once, suddenly embarrassed of how badly he wanted it.

"Andy?"

"Yeah, kid?"

"Hah... lift your arm for me, Big Guy."

His eyes narrowed. "Eh?"

Jake could feel the blood rushing to his face. "I wanna..."

The orca's face hardened back into his predatory glare. "Mmnngh, like my scent that much, do ya?"

All the otter could do was smile timidly, huffing as embarrassment overtook him. Andy's glare hardened into one of the sexiest looks Jake had ever seen. "Wanna lick my pits, Jake?"

He nodded.

"Mmnh..."

Squeezing him harder, Andy held his erotic biceps flex as he raised his arm, revealing the humid and musky cave Jake was lusting for. He clasped his hand behind his head and flared his lats, his muscle obscenely expanding to add depth to his cavernous armpit. Jake's senses were floored. Heat overwhelmed his face as his nose was assaulted by the orca's thick and powerful musk. A timid breath sent him reeling; the wet heat caught in his throat. It left him a shuddering mess in Andy's grip. "Mmmgh, how do I smell, boy?"

"F-Fuck, Andy," came the words, his eyes fixed on the heavy beads of sweat cascading down the orca's mammoth lat, "you smell so fucking good, Big Guy..." His eyes stung as he leaned in, ducking under the orca's shoulder to catch a rivulet on his tongue. "Mmnngghhh..."

Dragging his tongue up the orca's titanic lat, Jake pressed his face into the musky depths of Andy's hot and sweaty armpit. Pre-cum spurted from his cock as his moans filled the heady air, his tongue splayed flat against the molten ridge where pectoral, deltoid, serratus and latissimus met. Pressing deeper, he shoved his nose into the musky folds and breathed deep, enslaving himself to the orca's dominating scent. Thunderous rumbling drowned him out as he hungrily swallowed Andy's salty flavour, the whale's slick hide vibrating underneath his touch.

"Mmnggh, fuck yeah," Andy rumbled, subtly releasing his squeeze to grip the back of the otter's head. He pushed Jake deeper.

Jake had never been so hard in his entire life.

"Mmmnnhhh, make me breathe you..."

Eyes half lidded, Jake moaned louder as he felt the orca move; felt his enormous arm press upon his head and squeeze his face deeper into the musky confines of Andy's reeking pit. The orca's monstrous biceps flexed against the side of his face as Andy dropped his elbow, helplessly trapping him under his strength.

"Mmnh, f-fuck yes," The words were barely audible; Jake's universe had been reduced to the hot and humid confines of the bodybuilder's sweltering armpit. "Unngh, harder, pup. I wanna feel that tongue..."

Jake was in absolute bliss. Reveling in the pressure of Andy's molten muscles pressing against his head, the whale's mass eclipsed his senses to the outside world, his heavenly body heat lulling him into sheer comfort. Drinking his erotic salty tang and breathing nothing but the ecstatic musk of his bulging body, Jake could have cum again and not even noticed.

Time lost all meaning as he plowed on, his tongue tracing and retracing every last inch of the orca's musky pit. His musk was stifling, his taste ecstatic; spurred on by the orca's rumbling moans, Jake was insatiable. He could have spent hours eating out the orca's pits and then begged for more.

It was almost cruel when heavy chuckling broke him from his drunken stupor and the world re-emerged around him.

"Heheh - easy there, kid." The air was cold on his face. Light pierced his eyes; his ears twitching as he was pulled from under the orca's shoulder. Moments passed as Jake was forcefully reoriented with his surroundings, slow to remember he was still seated astride the orca's leg. "Bad as I want you 'ta keep goin, I don't want ya conkin' out on me." Jake had no idea how long he was under. It had not been long enough. Not long enough at all, until he felt movement against his thigh. "We're jus gettin started."

Andy was in Jake's mouth, tasting himself on the otter's tongue. The orca's flesh dominated Jake's maw, mimicking the mass pushing against his leg. He hardly noticed when both of the bodybuilder's arms wrapped themselves around his back, blissfully squeezing him in a hot and sweaty bear hug. When Andy finally broke the kiss, Jake laid panting against the his gargantuan chest.

"Huff--hufff--F--Fuck me, Andy..." was all Jake could manage, elation rife within his failing voice.

"Heheh, eager, are ya?"

Jake silently nodded against Andy's chest, lost in the sensation of being swallowed by soft skin and bulging hot muscle. The orca rolled his left shoulder, his pit freshly cleaned from the otter's devoted worship. "Mmnh, I'd say ya've earned it."

His massive arms were gone, their sudden absence leaving Jake to stare at one of Andy's peaked nipples. The urge to take it into his mouth grew within him, until forcefully crushed by the hot and heavy weight pressing against his leg. Jake bit his lower lip, his eyes shooting straight to Andy's. Uncertainty met a cocksure laden smirk.

"You ready, Jake?"

Staring at the precipice between he and his every sexual fantasy, Jake felt the sudden urge to retreat. Want, lust, and fear battled for outright control of his mind, allowing reason to sneak in and rear its ugly head. Andy was a whale; he, an otter. Andy was a very, very large whale; he, considerably not. While Jake was no stranger to being with a male much bigger than him, he had limits. Limits Andy's smirk promised to stretch.

'The bigger, the better.'

"Unh, fuck yeah, Big Guy," his balls spoke, reason having been caught, beaten, hanged, drawn and quartered by the victorious team of want and lust. They had won complete control. "Show me whatcha got."

"Careful whatcha wish for, pup." His smirk only hardened as he eased Jake off of his massive leg, eagerness plastered all over his wide face. When Andy stood upright, Jake took one look and gasped.

"Oh, Gods...!"

The misshapen sphere between the orca's legs had burst. Azure lycra had given way to the overwhelming size and weight of an enormous whale cock, an obscene slab of dominating black hanging lazily against his left leg. So too had Andy's balls outgrown their confines, their gargantuan size having shoved the fabric aside as they throbbed in need. Obsidian shined in Jake's eyes as the scent wafted up his nose: thicker, heavier, and more powerful than the bodybuilder's armpits. His mouth salivated as it hung agape.

His eyes glazed over the endless inches of Andy's monstrous whale-hood, dumbfounded by the orca's sheer enormity. His balls fought with his massive legs for precious breathing space, throbbing vascularity rife along his sweaty sac. The veins continued to pulse as they bulged into his shaft, pumping blood down the python-thick flesh which barely tapered as the obsidian melted into a dark purple head. Humanoid and uncut, Andy's obscene erection kicked as he grew, pumping more and more until coming into a plump, full hardness.

"Unngh, there we go..." Words flew over Jake's awestruck brain, his eyes blind to all else. He barely noticed as Andy's hands fell to push his thong off his hips. With clenched fists pressed against his hips, Andarius MacGreggor proudly stood in all his nude glory, a huge smirk plastered on his face.

Jake was at a complete loss for words. Andy was fucking huge.

Time stood motionless as the otter stared, his jaw having hit the ground what seemed like hours ago. He had to say something; anything.

"Hh--Holy shit." A monolith of his every fantasy, and that was all Jake could think of.

Vibration rumbled under his toes as the orca approached, thudding to a stop at the otter's feet. Jake just stared at Andy's enormous erection, dumbfounded as it pulsed mere inches from his chin. Heavy pressure befell his shoulder, pulling him forward as the whale took a step back. Step by step, Andy lead them toward the wall, the silence only broken by his back leaning against the mirror.

"You ever play in the big leagues, kid?" Blood quickly rushed to Jake's features, oddly reminded of another big cock that had once stared him down. Only this one was larger. Much, much larger.

"Y--yeah," the he replied, his hand absently rising to touch the whale's throbbing flesh. "I have. 'E-ex was a Cl--clydesdale." The word caught in his throat as his fingers made contact, lightly brushing the orca's engorged head. "Was an amateur physique competitor who went into pro-wrestling..." Jake's voice trailed off as his other hand absently cupped the massive penis staring at him. Cradling him in both hands, excitement and trepidation surged into Jake's mind as he found his fingers incapable of encompassing Andy's girth.

"Pro-wrestlin', eh?" Andy asked, his voice faltering from the otter's touch. Jake's hands gripped tighter, tracing their way down the orca's huge shaft to his base, his fingers slick with sweat as he pulled back up. The resounding moan nearly made Jake collapse. "Unnnghh... Ya ever let 'em practice his moves on ya?"

Jake blushed harder and repeated the motion. "Mmhmm..."

Holding him steady with both hands, Jake leaned forward and stared directly at Andy's slit, pressing his nose to the skin and taking a deep breath. The scent nearly made him collapse. Steadying himself, he opened his mouth to let his tongue emerge, timidly reaching until heat pressed against his touch. He splayed his tongue flat against the base of Andy's head and slowly dragged it over the orca's slit.

"Mmnggh, that's it, pup..." The flavour was utter ecstasy. He did it again. "Unnnngh... Yeah..."

He pushed forward, opening his maw wide and drooling all over him as his tongue warmed up. Moans poured from the whale as Jake traced the ridge of Andy's fat head, pulling his cock down as he completed several laps. Insatiable for Andy's sweet and salty taste, Jake gripped his huge dick between his teeth and pressed his tongue flat against the underside. The massive vein throbbed in his mouth as he laterally descended into the depths of hot, sweaty orca. When his face pressed against the whale's bulging leg, his hand replaced his jaw, gripping the thick cock while dipping lower into the world of Andy's gigantic balls.

One sniff and nearly came again.

"Unnngghh - fuck me... And I thought your pits smelled good." A giant hand pressed against the back of his head, his eyes fluttering as his nose was pushed into the sweltering masses of cetacean power.

"Mmngh, get a load of em, boy..."

Jake took a deep sniff of the sweaty musk wafting from Andy's balls and immediately felt light headed. The heat radiating from his sac felt hotter than anywhere else on the orca's body, giving emphasis to their obscene size. Jake absently tried to cup one, his eyes widening at how small they made his hand look.

"Fuck, Andy," he gasped, taking another deep breath of the whale's musky sac, "these things are heavy!" Quickly deciding he had talked enough, Jake laid his tongue flat against Andy's molten skin and eagerly began to lick the orca's heavy balls. Lewd moans and submissive whines fought to be heard amidst the thunderclaps overhead, the muscle-bound whale showing no signs of restraint as he pressed harder on the otter's head. From one huge nut to the other, Jake swam along the orca's wet skin, following the interconnected highways laid by his throbbing vascularity. Lost in their endless turns as his veins crossed over one another, Jake's face traded places between Andy's left and right legs, his hand fighting a cramp from gripping the enormous erection kicking overhead. The giant hand matting his head-fur intensified its grip, slowing his lateral movements to nudge him closer to the whale's left nut.

"Come'ere, pup," he rumbled, the pressure increasing, "suck my balls." Andy's voice trailed off until Jake's maw opened wide, stretching his jaw to gently fit his mouth to the contours of the orca's bulbous sac. His face pulled into a smile as he felt the molten sphere partially slip into his mouth. Andy's hand clutched tighter as Jake pressed his tongue to the sweaty skin and sucked.

"Oh, fuck!" Andy shouted, emboldening the otter further. "Fuck yes, Jake! Mmnnghh! Ohhh, shit! Suck those nuts, kid!"

Jake sucked harder, gently closing his mouth to capture as much of Andy's throbbing nut as he could. Feeling his blood pound through his skin, Jake's mouth was ablaze in an ecstatic miasma of heat, scent and flavour. His nose pressed flat against the base of the orca's enormous cock, Jake's mouth was flooded with the taste of sweet and salty ocean. He swallowed hungrily as sweat dripped onto his tongue, coaxing the orca's nut to churn more and more heavy spunk restlessly trapped within. Hungry for more, Jake reluctantly released Andy's left nut and slid to grace his right with the same attention. More heat, more scent, more sweat; succulently devoured to the incoherent swearing and encouragement from their master's throat.

On his knees, between a pair of gigantic legs, deep in the musky confines of a muscle-bound whale's crotch; Jake was in Heaven.

"Fff-Fuck, Jake!' Andy's heavy panting cut through his voice, his grip relenting. "Nnngghhaahh - Fuck kid! Ease up!"

Jake released his wanton hold from the orca's balls, craning his neck to look up at the whale's eyes. It was a view he would never forget.

"What's wrong?" Jake feigned ignorance, knowing full well how to make a big boy squirm. He'd had plenty of practice.

His big arms returned to his tight hips, his chest bellowing.

"Shit, pup, you keep goin like that, an--"

"And what, Big Guy?" Jake cut him off, stroking him gently. He shot Andy one his most lust-drunken stares, refusing to break eye contact as he licked the base of his cock.

"...An I'd rather fill ya than make ya shower in it."

Andy's hands fell onto his shoulders, the orca's playful smirk hardening into his predatory glare once more. His breath hitched as the whale dropped to his knees, his meaty hands slipping from Jake's shoulders to grasp at his sides. "Ya said you let yer 'ex practice his moves on ya, right?"

Jake's cock kicked. "Ye--Yeah..."

Without warning, Andy wrapped his hulking arms around Jake's body and effortlessly hoisted him to the air. As he stood to full height, Jake had mere moments to catch the orca's concentrated gaze before his world was up-ended. A heavy grunt punched the air as Andy's muscles bulged, seamlessly working together to turn the helpless otter in his grasp. And before he knew what was up, Jake quickly realized it was not him.

"How 'bout we try one 'a mine?"

Tightly held in the orca's bulging arms and pressed against a wall of hot, sweaty muscle, Jake found himself staring at the ground. Or more importantly, at the spit-covered head of Andy's massive erection. Less than an inch from Jake's nose, it stared at him, twitching with need. Obscenely sized, a powerful scent wafting from its pores, with thick and spunky pre-cum weeping from the slit; it made Jake's mouth water.

Blind to much else, Jake's knees had come to rest against Andy's titanic shoulders, his entire body tightly locked in the hulking bodybuilder's hot and sweaty bear-hug. Words escaped him as he rediscovered the use of his arms, free from the clutches of Andy's strength. He grasped the orca's whale-hood in both hands, stroking the skin back to let his musky pre-cum pour. A resounding moan rippled from the whale's chest, his grip upon the otter tightening. Revelling in the heat and pressure of Andy's unbelievable body, Jake reached to bring his gravity-defying erection to his mouth. The sudden touch of something hot, wet and thick stopped him in his tracks.

"Mmnh, fuck is yer ass ever sweet, pup..."

Thick and wet heat pressed against him again, laying heavily against his left butt-cheek.

"...Andy?"

He answered by placing a hand against the back of Jake's head. Jake pressed against his giant mitt before quickly getting the message. Grasping Andy's cock in both hands, Jake pulled it to his mouth and lightly kissed the weeping slit. As the taste hit his tongue, Jake locked both lips to his monstrous cock-head and sucked.

Just as Andy's massive tongue pressed against his unsuspecting hole.

"Mnnmpphhhuuck, Anphhy!"

The whale's hand pressed harder against his head, keeping Jake from pulling off of his throbbing cock. Jake tested his strength as another lick sent his nervous system reeling, forcing his surrender. Grasping Andy's cock tighter, Jake slobbered over every inch of his huge head, straining his neck as he forced more cock into his mouth. Lighting crashed as Andy's tongue pressed against his hole, his resounding moans stifled by the orca's engorged flesh. Pre-cum dripped to the floor as Jake fought for all the cock he could handle, his jaw burning as Andy's girth forced it wider than his mouth would allow. Every breath Jake took was tainted with the bodybuilder's pervasive cockscent, driving him further into the wild. And when the orca arched his hips forward, Jake's eyes bugged as Andy rammed his massive cock right into the otter's throat.

"Uunngghh... Fuck yeah, boy." He couldn't breathe. His throat was on fire. Every subtle kick made him feel like his neck would crack. Reaching to grasp for the whale's swollen balls, he held his breath for as long as he could, groping the massive orbs while fighting the encroaching darkness. Time slowed as he hung on, his eyes drooping as Andy squeezed and throat-fucked him. "Mmmnngghh..." Locked in the arms of the powerful orca, his raging cock stuffed in Jake's throat while his tongue pressed against his hole, Jake thought only dreams were made of such moments. And when his breath finally gave out, Jake tapped his fingers against Andy's hip.

His throat bulged as the orca quickly yanked his hips back. Jake pulled off of Andy's erection in a frantic fervor, gagging and gasping for breath as the whale's pre-cum stuck to the sides of his mouth.

"Uunngh, oh, shit! Fuck! Jake? You alright?". The air burned his throat, making words impossible. It left him panting against the whale's sweating abs, forcing him to extend his right arm in a soundless thumbs-up. The sounds quickly returned to Jake's throat as Andy's tongue revved back up.

"Unnnnnhhh!!" It teased him. It tested him. It lazily encircled his anal ring, laying its heavy weight flat upon him to gauge what little resistance he had left. So hot, so huge and so very, very wet; it was like nothing Jake had ever felt before. Comparisons of equine and cetacean tongues filled his mind as the teasing continued, lulling him into comfort and encouraging his body to relax.

It was only a moment. For only one second had his guard dropped. But it was more than enough for the orca to strike.

"Unnnngghhh!! Oh, fuck, yes, Andy!" The orca's tongue mercilessly penetrated Jake's hole, the sheer mass pressing through his entrance and stretching him open. Thick, hot pressure burrowed inside him as Jake moaned uncontrollably, driven mad by the overwhelming pleasure. "Unngghh!! Yes--yesss! Lick deep inside me!"

It was not until Andy's big hand returned to the back of his head had Jake realized he had forgotten the massive erection staring at him. Only a thick whale tongue buried deep in his ass could cause such blind distraction. He could not move fast enough to shove Andy's cock back into his mouth.

Tightly gripping his thick shaft and jacking him hard, Jake's moans poured from his throat as whale spunk continuously shot into his mouth. Hot, salty and thick as a heavy stew, the orca's pre-cum was honey to Jake's throat, coating his skin with desperately needed relief. He swallowed as much as Andy gave, sucking his dick to the tune of lewd slurps and submissive whimpers. Up and down, back and forth, in and out; tugging the skin, licking the slit, sucking the fat head, Jake was a slave to the bodybuilder's unbelievable cock, powered by the whale's tongue plunged deep in his ass.

"Hhhnn--mmmphhuu--uurk!" The orca suddenly jerked forward, his entire frame shuddering as cum flooded Jake's mouth. His lips instinctively sealed themselves to Andy's swollen head as he swallowed as much as he could. Andy's cock kicked mercilessly against his jaw, forcing his mouth to work harder in capturing as much of his heavy spunk as he could. Within seconds, it was pouring down the whale's shaft, his mouth too small to handle the titanic load. Thick gobs escaped to slide down the orca's skin and melt upon his heavy balls below.

"Nnnghh, fuck, that was close..."

Even after the flow had ebbed, it took Jake several gulps to clear his mouth.

Andy's hips retreated, pulling his still-kicking erection from Jake's maw. Before Jake could whimper a complaint, he found himself upright, his head spinning while he was embraced by hot and sweaty muscle. The orca's strength was mind-blowing; cradling him in a sanctuary Jake never wanted to leave.

"Fff--Fuck me, kid. You give amazing head. Almost came too close to spoilin' tha show!"

"Huuhhh... Wha--huh?" Jake's eyes snapped open, lifting his head to look into the orca's face. "Too close? You didn't cum?"

"Not ye--"

"That was just your pre?" Jake cut him off, incredulous as his stomach registered how much he had swallowed. Andy just smirked at him.

"Mmhmm..."

"Huhhh--nnnhhh, oh Gods, Andy," he panted, resting his head on the orca's chest "You're incredible..."

The whale's heavy breathing thrusted his chest into Jake's body, wonderfully squeezing him deeper into the bodybuilder's bear-hug. Fresh beads of sweat trailed down his squat neck as he effortlessly adjusted his hold, wrapping both arms around Jake's lower back for better support. He moaned Andy's name as he wrapped his legs around the orca's waist, revelling in the sweet pressure of the bodybuilder's strength. The air filled with fresh musk as they caught their breath, leaving Jake to lick at the corners of his mouth and taste the last of the whale's pre.

Heavy vibration broke him from his sated stupor.

"You ready fer more, pup?"

Andy's thick cock kicked against his rump. Jake flexed his tail around the orca's length and squeezed. Andy was hungry for him. He was hungry for Andy. No way was he backing out now.

"Yy-yeah, Big Guy," he managed, pressing his face harder against the bodybuilder's chest, hungrily breathing his hot and heady musk. "I wanna feel you insi--"

His voice cut out as Andy pushed himself from the mirror. He gripped the whale tighter, wrapping his hands around Andy's thick neck as the orca padded forward. He squeezed him in response, lulling Jake to nuzzle his huge pecs.

"Fuck, I hope yer ready for me, kid," the words came nonchalantly, like he was talking to someone he was not about to ruin. "Dun wanna wreck that sweet ass a'yers."

Jake's hole tightened. Andy's tongue had worked its magic, but still his fear persisted. It needed to be destroyed. Better yet, it needed to be crushed.

"Andy?" The orca did not reply. "Hey, Big Guy, stop for a sec."

He came to a sudden halt.

"What's up, Jake? You dun wanna try?"

Jake felt the blood rush from his cock and surge back into his face. "Fuck yes, I wanna try," he replied. "It's just..."

"Yeh?"

Another fantasy had crept into his mind. He would never get another chance like this.

"...Squeeze me..."

"Eh?"

"Mmh, fuck, squeeze me, Big Guy," he pleaded, staring into the orca's azure eyes. "Crush me! Make me feel your huge muscles, Andy!"

A thick grunt punched through the humid air as Andy's titanic body responded, the grip on the otter's back quickly growing tighter. His breath hitched as Jake's wish came true: Andy's hulking arms flexed heavily against him, squeezing his small body into an immovable wall of hot and horny muscle. Moans poured from Jake's throat as he went limp in the orca's grasp, willfully surrendering to Andy's overwhelming strength. Pants soon mixed with strain as Jake laid his head on the orca's chest, his cock kicking against Andy's chiseled abs. Even as his breath began to give out, Jake was in ecstatic bliss; reveling in Andy's unbreakable hold.

Moments before losing consciousness, Jake tapped out. The heavenly pressure immediately relented, leaving him in a deep and satiated haze. His mouth hung open as he panted against one of Andy's hardened nipples, never wanting to be let go.

The orca began moving again, casually walking forward while cradling the otter in his arms.

"Heheh, fuck me, boy..."

His words fell on Jake's deafened ears, still buzzing from the orca's spine-crushing bear-hug. He mewed in response, completely lost in his swoon. Moments later, Andy's padding ceased. The grip on Jake's body tightened as the orca slowly turned and sat down. When his hands dropped to grip Jake's ass, the otter awoke from his blissful state, his mind slow to comprehend their location.

"Oh, wow..."

With Jake straddling his hips, Andy had seated himself on a forty-five degree incline bench. They were amidst a row of workout benches carefully arranged before the extensive dumbbell racks. The wall of ocean-facing windows stood behind them, open to the burnt-orange light of the setting sun. The natural beauty was almost distracting, until Andy's burning erection pressed between Jake's butt-cheeks. Jake's eyes shot straight into his, melting as the fucking-hot orca smirked back at him.

"You ready, Jake?"

Jake wanted this more than anything. His cock kicked another wad of pre-cum into the air, quickly splattering on the orca's rocky core.

"Mmhmm. Fuck me, you big stud."

The huge hands gripping his rump lifted him with ease, his monstrous orca cock scraping against Jake's tail as Andy positioned himself. Jake's eyes never left Andy's: staring into his deep azure pools while steadying himself upon the orca's pecs. And when Andy's massive head pressed against his hole, Jake's moan resounded throughout the entire gym.

"This is gonna hurt, boy," Andy warned, his voice suddenly rife with concern, "I'm kinda a bit bigger than ya..." Jake could only nod as he felt his weight lower onto Andy's monstrous whale-hood. With the pressure suddenly intensified on his hip, he watched as Andy pulled his right arm back and lifted it over his head. "You can lose yerself in 'ere if ya want."

He cocked his head to one side, motioning to the musky depths of his sweating armpit, un-touched by the otter's greedy tongue. Jake's eyes locked to the orca's pit and quickly nodded.

Collapsing against the bodybuilder's frame, Jake crawled up his immense musculature and pressed himself deep into the orca's sweltering armpit. When his arm came down to trap him under his shoulder, Jake calmed himself with deep and heavy breaths, the orca's powerful musk coaxing him to relax. Andy flexed his enormous biceps against Jake's head to keep him still. Jake closed his eyes.

"Here goes nothin..." The grip on his waist tightened as Andy's powerful hips flexed, pressing his huge cock against Jake's entrance. Lightning crashed between the otter's ears, igniting a firestorm which surged down his back. The burn quickly engulfed his entire body as Andy's strength relentlessly pressed against him, forcing his ass to stretch further than it ever wanted. His breathing faltered as the screams came: painful shrieks and cries muffled by the orca's body. The feeling of being torn in half quickly overcame him as he dug his fingers into whatever whale skin he could grasp, excruciating pain having become his universe. And when he thought the darkness would take him, Jake cried out as his ass finally surrendered.

Panting in the orca's humid musk, Jake opened his eyes as he felt Andy move, hardly able to register anything but the overwhelming pain, pressure and heat radiating from under his tail. With one hand still locked to his hip, the orca lifted his arm and shifted Jake back onto his chest, a comforting hand stroking his head-fur.

"You okay, Jake?" he cooed, his voice low and quiet. Jake's breathing was slow to regain normality, his heart hammering in his chest. Laying helpless against the bodybuilder's chest, it took him several minutes to reply, his ass painfully stretching to accommodate Andy's girth.

"Nnnngggh - ff-fuck, Andy... Is it -- are you--"

"Mmhmm..."

When his ability to think had finally returned, his glutes felt as if a boot had spread them apart; his hips painfully shoved aside to make way. It was nothing like the otter had ever felt.

"Gods, Andy... You're fucking huge..."

His would-be pillows shuddered as Andy's chuckle rumbled through him, a meaty hand sliding down Jake's back.

"Heheheh...." Andy's rich bass had melted into sweet chocolate in Jake's ears, the orca's voice suddenly subdued. "That's just my head, boy..." One hand grasped his side under his arm, the other locked tightly to his waist. "Ya ready fer more?"

Jake's voice was suddenly absent, leaving him to nod his reply.

Andy's grip tightened; his powerful hips came to life and forced the air from Jake's lungs as he pushed his massive erection inside him. Pain engulfed the otter's backside, his face contorted as inch after monstrous inch of orca cock shoved itself deeper and deeper within him. His whimpers quickly gave way to pained grunts, gritting his teeth as the strain forced his body to flex. Sweat poured down his back as he laid victim to Andy's powerful onslaught, the orca's girth laying waste to Jake's hole. Without warning, it struck home.

"Uuhh--nnuunnngghhh!" White lights exploded behind Jake's eyes, his cock jerking forward as Andy shoved against his young prostate. Pre-cum shot aimlessly from his aching erection, his hips bucking in the orca's grasp.

"Heheh, there ya'are, kid!" Andy ceased his relentless push, his massive cock buried right against the sensitive organ. Jake's head spun, leaving him capable of little as he caught sight of Andy licking his spunk from his massive pecs. "Mmmh... Fuck, can't wait ta' make ya do that again."

Full. Completely, utterly full. It was all Jake could think as he sat in the hulking orca's embrace. He had regularly taken a purebred work horse up his ass in university, but even that huge equine stud would be jealous of the whale's size. It felt like Andy had pushed against his stomach. It felt like he was lodged in his throat. The heat was nearly unbearable; the pressure overwhelming. Buried so deep, the orca's dick felt a part of him; he could feel Andy's heart through every pulse.

"You ready, Jake?" The smooth chocolate in the orca's voice pulled Jake back into his wondrous embrace. "I'm gonna start movin..."

Jake braced himself, his fingers slipping on Andy's sweaty skin. "Mmhhmm... Don't hold back, Big Guy," his voice near whisper, "make me feel y---aaahhhhhhh...."

Warmth billowed in Jake's lower back as he felt Andy kick, sighing as a healthy load spilled inside him. Andy's hands resumed their grip as he gently pulled out of the otter's stretched hole. Jake grimaced as his heart began to pound, his insides slow to reclaim the absent space within. He broke into another sweat as the orca all but removed himself, his thick head tugging on Jake's entrance.

"Hhuuuuhhhh!" Andy thrust, and the breath was kicked from Jake's lungs. His monstrous erection burrowed deep inside him, bringing another tidal wave of pressure, heat, and pain along for the ride. Shoving past Jake's prostate, the heat and friction melted his whimpers into outright moans, unleashing a torrent of pleasure to fight against the pain. A gentle pull, a testing push, the orca's balls began to leak more and more as he milked the otter's pleasure center, bathing Jake's insides with his warmth. It lubed the orca's shaft further, the copious amounts of pre beginning to drip from the otter's abused ass. He continued to masterfully hump against Jake's organ; the pleasure beginning to win out.

"Unnghh," the hulking bodybuilder moaned, his eyes beginning to droop. "That feel good, Jake?"

Jake timidly opened his eyes, the painful burn slow to dissipate. "Mmmnnghhh... Uh huh..."

"Fuck, are you ever tight, boy..." Andy's voice trailed off as withdrew a bit further, tightening his grip as he thrust. Jake could only moan in response, feeling that massive cock push deeper than he thought possible. His own kicked as it pressed into the tight canyon of Andy's rippling abs, threatening to blow another load right then and there.

His tail had fallen to rest upon one of the orca's legs, vainly trying to help hold himself in place. Andy's grip only intensified, keeping Jake still as he sank more of his blissful inches in him. Suspended in the orca's grip, the realization hit him without conscious thought: their hips weren't touching. Instinct planted his hands upon Andy's chest as he pushed himself off of the orca's body; he needed to see it. He peered between his legs, desperate to catch sight of something he had only dreamed of. His moan echoed off the windows.

Between his legs stood a monolith of masculine sexual power; an obsidian obelisk shining in his eyes as it split his ass open. He watched in awe as it plundered his depths, inch after inch disappearing to unleash its blissful warmth within. Enraptured by the sight, another moan poured from his maw as Jake felt Andy bottom-out, their bodies failing to touch.

He could not believe it. A good third of Andy's cock remained exposed to the heady air, throbbing as a stream of pre-cum trailed down his shaft.

"Oh my Gods..."

"Nnnhhh... You wanna watch, Jake?"

The words tore his focus from the monster penetrating him, lifting his head to gaze into Andy's heated face. The thought made him blush.

"Yy--Yeah," he huffed, unable to say much else.

His playful smirk graced Andy's features as he moved, gently pulling himself out before reaching the otter's precipice. Holding his breath, Jake braced himself as he felt the fat head tug on his hole, gasping aloud as he felt the pop. Andy dropped his hands to Jake's ass and lifted him to the air without a noticeable degree of effort. Jake quickly found himself facing the opposite direction, staring directly into a wall of mirrors.

"Put yer feet on my quads." Jake did as he was told, lost in the unbelievable imagery. Held in the air by two giant hands, he mewed as he took in the sight of the truly gigantic male behind him. His feet placed on the orca's titanic thighs, the sheer size difference between them had Jake completely floored. Andy was so incredibly huge, he dwarfed the otter nearly four times over. And when he felt Andy's cock press against his hole, Jake moaned his name for all to hear.

He grasped for Andy's core as the orca pushed against his abused hole. Within seconds, the head popped back in with an audible squelch, hardly heard over their collective moans. Jake's eyes were locked to Andy's obscene erection, watching as inch after inch sunk inside him. Pleasure erupted as the orca reached his furthest depths.

"Uunnghhh...ooohh fuck, Andyyy..." Feeling him pull back, Jake dropped his head as he laid against the orca's chest, making himself comfortable before the start of the show. Andy shifted his grip to effortlessly lift his legs into the air, the resulting image being one of the hottest things Jake had ever seen.

"Mmmhh, fuck are you ever hot, boy," Andy had the same idea, his fingers tightening around his hamstrings. Jake lifted his arms above his head and wrapped them around the orca's neck, readying himself for what was sure to be the hottest fuck of his young life.

"Mmngh, ready?" He spoke into the mirror, staring directly into the otter's eyes. Jake felt Andy kick deep inside him; the horny bodybuilder was jacked and raring to go. Jake craned his neck to look at the orca's nose. He nodded.

"Hhuuunnngh!" The first thrust knocked the wind out of him. "Hhhnnngh!" The second made him see stars. "Aaahhnnggh!" The third made him go limp in the orca's grasp. Andy's thrusts quickly grew stronger as his speed increased, his boisterous voice coming to life:

"Unnghh! Oh yeahh--unnghh! So small - unnghh! So tight--nnngghh! Fuck do you ever feel good, kid!" Another heavy thrust forced an ecstatic moan from the otter's maw, his tongue threatening to loll out in wanton bliss. "Unnff! Nnngghh!! Unnhh--yeeahh, that's it, moan for me, pup!"

Jake tightened his grip around the orca's neck, bracing himself as Andy's unbelievable strength pumped into his hips. Whimpers, grunts and moans poured from his throat, completely overwhelmed as wave after wave of molten pleasure crashed through him. He marvelled at the erotic sight, sound and scent of the enormous erection ramming into him; mesmerized by the live-action porn unveiled in the mirrors. Even as Andy bottomed out, so much of the orca's cock remained exposed to the gym's humid air, presenting an insurmountable gap to his swollen balls. Jake desperately wanted to feel those boulders pound against his ass, struggling to will more cock to fit. But Andy's size and strength were too much for him to best, leaving him no alternative:

"Uuunnnhh! Fff-fuck, yes, Andy! Unngh! Ungghh!! More! Huunngh! More!"

Andy's hips grew stronger as Jake begged for it, quickly becoming lost in the best rut of his life. Fresh beads of sweat poured over the orca's mammoth frame, soaking Jake's fur from head to hip as they moved. It only made him want more. More strength, more sweat, more musk, more cock, more Andy; Jake was insatiable in his greed. Another heavy thrust smashed against his prostate and ignited fireworks between his ears. He howled Andy's name.

Shock hardly registered as Jake felt the world move, the titanic orca suddenly bolting to his feet.

"Nnnngh - always wanted to try this..." was all Jake heard as Andy hugged him tight with one arm. A thick grunt preceded a loud 'CRASH' with the orca's movements, his massive fluke smacking the bench below them. With another grunt, he kicked the the bench around and immediately straddled it. "Ungh! Yeahh, here we go..." Jake had mere seconds to burn the mirrored image to memory before his sight fell upon the sweat covered bench.

Tandem moans filled the air as the orca dropped to the bench. Jake fell forward against the pad, steadying himself as Andy pulled his feet to rest on his thighs. Black and white filled his vision as he caught his breath, taking in the tribal pattern of the pad, the orca's sweat shining in his eyes. Feeling himself become trapped between the bench and the hulking bodybuilder behind him, Jake moaned aloud, bracing himself as Andy pushed forward.

"Unnnh!! Oh Gods..."

Their hips swayed as he positioned himself, his fluke smacking the ground behind them.

"Aww yea, boy," he cooed, slipping a mammoth hand around the base of Jake's tail, "fuck, do you ever look good with my cock in ya." His grip tightened as his hips rocked forward, pulsing his cock against the otter's prostate. Jake could only moan in response, peering over his shoulder to gaze at the gorgeous whale through half-lidded eyes.

"Unghh, give it to me, Big Guy..." His legs flexed as Andy pushed forward, shoving his cock deeper into the otter's wanting ass. Jake hugged the bench tighter, letting the sweat and stink saturate his fur as the orca took him deep. A laboured moan filled the air as Andy bottomed out, forcing Jake to arch his back under the overwhelming pressure. He moaned louder as Andy withdrew, sucking in breath and bracing himself. The following thrust had him seeing stars.

High pitched moans drowned under deafening thunderclaps as the orca's strength came to life, his heavily muscled ass pounding the willing otter into utter ecstasy. Deliberate thrusts mixed with rapacious fucks as he plowed Jake's hole, pulling his tail and asserting his control; Jake loved every second of it.

"Unngghh - Yes - yes - yes! Nnghhhh-harder, Andy!"

Andy was unstoppable: a massive, muscle-bound force of nature; sweaty and stinking and raw, his power unleashed to fuck Jake blind. Each thrust pushed him harder into the pad, practically shoving his face into it as his body was crushed between hot leather and hotter muscle. Another brutal thrust slammed him forward, splaying his tongue across the soaked synthetic surface. The taste set fire to his senses.

"Uunngh - yeah, lick it! Lick my sweat off the pad, pup! Unnff! Can't get enough of me, can ya-aaahhnn? Ungh - oh fuck, oh fuck! Fuck are you ever tight!"

Shameless need became him as Jake surrendered to his carnal instincts and pressed his tongue to the pad. Hot and salty liquid flooded his mouth as Andy fucked him, insatiable for the bodybuilder's sharp taste. Moans mixed with pants, pants mixed with groans, groans mixed with slurps; his restless tongue knew no rest. Another brutal thrust caught him mid-breath, forcing another howl from his lungs.

The whale's weight shifted again, and Jake's ass was hoisted skyward. The hand gripping his tail was gone, briefly absent before laying its weight upon his shoulder. His hips grew stronger, slowing to deliver strong, powerful thrusts into Jake's ravaged ass, deliberate in his movements as he held the otter down. They left Jake a panting, shuddering and moaning mess, fighting for breath with every thrust.

A mammoth hand gripped under his chin and pulled his head back. Jake blinked, and hot orca tongue was in his mouth, dominating his maw with its sweet and heavy mass. Moans poured into Andy's mouth as the orca held him still and fucked him hard, working his thrusts in time with his kiss. Sweaty snow-white skin filled Jake's vision as Andy took his mouth and ass at the same time, arching his unbelievable body over the otter to dominate him in ways Jake believed impossible.

"Unnhh, aw fuck," he groaned, nearly pulling Jake completely off of his throbbing erection as he broke the kiss, "I can't hold off; I gotta--"

Jake's whine could be heard from the street as Andy's cock popped out of his greedy hole. He abruptly found himself chest-to-chest with the hulking orca, pulled clear from the bench and wrapped in his massive arms. Wind rushed past his ears as Andy dashed forward, a thick, "Oooof!" punching through the air as Jake found himself unceremoniously dropped onto the dumbbell rack. Barely registering he had landed on a set of large flattened weights, his legs went skyward as Andy approached.

"Oh, fuck yes, Andy!" A rough hand shoved the otter back against the mirror as his legs pressed against Andy's powerful hips. His back rounded against the glass, pressed into a tight angle by the horny giant. Towering over him, the orca's enormous frame filled his vision, completely overwhelming his senses.

And then Andy's cock pressed against his hole once more, and buried itself with one powerful thrust.

"Unnnngghh!" A rippling arm held him down as Andy rammed his cock deep inside Jake's ass, failing to register any form of restraint. Jake's cries poured as he surrendered to the fuck, barely able to wrap his legs around the orca's waist. He could only watch as Andy dropped his head in concentration, snorting as the weight rack began to move with his vicious thrusts. Another thick grunt punched the air as Andy planted an arm against the mirror, leaning deeper to pour more strength into ravaging Jake's hole. Pumping his hips with reckless abandon, Andy's tongue lolled out as he threw his head back and moaned his pleasure to the sky.

"Fuck-yes, fuck-yes, fuck-yes!" he cried, sounding akin to a stampeding herd. "Unnghh! Unngh--Take it, Jake, fuck-yes;take it!"

Jake was lost. So wonderfully, unbelievably lost. Lost in the universe that was Andy the orca, the gigantic Killer Whale who was pounding him into sweet, sweet oblivion. The ground shook. The walls vibrated. The power of Andy's hips knew no limits: his massive cock ravaged the otter's body as he fucked his brains out.

"Uuunnnhhhh--ohfuck, ohfuck, ohfuck!" Jake's words were reduced to next of nothing, his cries timed to the orca's heavy pounding. Sweat rained onto his fur as Andy fucked him, ramming his cock into him with unbridled ferocity. His maw hung open, leaving him to moan uncontrollably as the blissful pressure built, his balls drawing against his sheath. Moaning in Andy's oppressive musk, Jake knew he wouldn't last much longer. And when he felt Andy's enormous balls slap against his ass, he knew he was done for. "Unnnghhh!! Oh, fuck, Andy! Ungh! Ungh! Nnngghh! I--I'm gonna; I'm gonnaahhh!" Jake's universe shifted again as a mountainous arm wrapped around his back.

"Unngh! Oh no ya don't! Nnngghh--Not yet!" Another powerful thrust shoved the orca's cock deeper than Jake had ever felt, pressing him back against the mirror. At once, Andy shifted his weight, his enormous arms wrapping around Jake's body and pulling him forward. Flexing against Jake's fur, the orca squeezed him into another powerful bear-hug and lifted him from the weight racks.

"Unngghh!! Oh, Gods yes, Andy! Squeeze me you big, hot fuck!" Jake moaned louder as Andy's gigantic arms came to life, crushing him into the orca's hot and sweaty muscles. Pouring on the pressure, the bodybuilder stood on his heels and resumed the brutal fuck of Jake's ass. Andy's name poured from Jake's maw as the orca squeezed and fucked the life from him, his head thrown back in utter ecstasy.

"Unnghh! Unnngghh--Yeah! That's it! Unnghhh!! Ff-feel my fuckin' huge muscles, pup! Unnghh!! Gonna squeeze the cum right outta ya!" His size, his strength, his heat, his taste, his musk; he was too much. Jake's cock kicked relentlessly against the whale's abs, his breath hitching as Andy's monstrous arms squeezed tighter. Another powerful thrust; another; another; another; another; each one desperate to make his cum burst from his young balls. The hammering in his chest, the roaring of Andy's voice, the blood-restricting squeeze of the orca's unbelievable body:

"Unnnggghhh!!! Uuuhhhh--I--I'm gonna--unnghh!!! Gonna--" Without warning, Andy flexed his enormous lats, the huge muscles flaring to his sides as they unleashed more strength to crush the otter in his grasp. Moans gave way to whimpers as Jake's voice was blissfully squeezed from him, the orca's dominating might forcing him to fight for every last breath. More strength, more pressure, more cock; the whale's hips gave another merciless thrust. Jake saw white.

"Unnnngghh! Nnngghh!! Unnnnnnnnnngggghhhh!!! Jake's cock erupted, his cum rocketing skyward and splattering all over their sweaty bodies. Pounding against Andy's abs, he kicked uncontrollably as cum poured from the otter's balls, firing in all directions and landing anywhere it pleased. The air filled with Jake's musk as his hips convulsed, blindly humping the orca's abdominals while his orgasm ravaged his soul. Andy's strength refused to relent, squeezing him tight and smearing all the pre, sweat and cum between his skin and Jake's fur. His relentless thrusting slowed as Jake's head fell against his chest, still cuming all over the orca's abs. Jake heaved for every gulp of musky air he could get, his cock flaring out as it finally began to relax.

Time lost all meaning as he lay there, trapped in the whale's arms, recovering from the most powerful orgasm of his life.

"Hufff--fffnnn--Fuck me, Jake. Are you alright? The orca's words failed to connect with Jake's mind, his enraptured soul drowned in a milky sea of ecstatic bliss. A small squeeze of his arms did more than any words could.

"Unnnhhh... Holy shit..." His moan was long; the words drunkenly slurred. Jake could hardly register anything beyond the satiated feeling that had taken hold. Anything, until hot and thick movement dragged his attention back to where it belonged. "Unnhh..." Another moan escaped him, shifting his hips to test his suspicion. The feeling was unmistakable.

"Nnnggh, fuck, Andy! Still?"

"Mmnnhh, I'm close," was all he replied, his thick fingers curling against Jake's body. The titanic orca shifted slightly, sending shivers up and down the otter's spine.

"Unnghh - the floor," he managed, craning his neck to look into the orca's face. "Fuck me on the floor, Big Guy. I wanna be under you when you blow."

"Mnnhhheheh," the orca chuckled, racking Jake's body with more heavy vibration. "You want yer 'Big Guy' on top of ya, eh?"

Jake could only nod, a hand escaping to playfully tease one of the orca's hardened nubs.

They were moving before he could blink.

Limp in the orca's arms, it was all Jake could do to hold on as Andy casually walked, still speared on his massive cock and carrying him as if he were nothing. Each shift of Andy's weight forced him to throb against Jake's prostate, forcing more cries of pleasure into the musky air as his spent erection hardened from the wonderful friction. He could feel Andy twitch inside him; kicking impatiently, as if desperate to resume the brutal pounding of his ass. The whale must have been closer than he'd thought, his long legs suddenly picking up their stride. Before he knew it, the wet 'smacks' of orca's feet gave way to softer 'thuds' as Andy returned to the cushioned warm-up area.

"Nnnhh, hold on."

The otter did as he was told, tightening his legs around the orca's core as his world shifted. Pressed tightly to a sweaty wall of pent-up muscled orca, an ecstatic cry escaped Jake's throat as Andy fell to his knees, shoving his cock deeper inside him. A gargantuan hand was splayed across Jake's back as he tipped backward, the whale carefully lowering him to the ground. When his lower back made contact with the floor, Jake's breath hitched.

With titanic arms planted above his head, Jake swooned as he took in the unbelievable sight of such a huge and muscle-bound male looming over him. The sheer width of Andy's body blocked out the light from the ceiling, casting him in an enormous shadow. The pumped, bulging muscle of Andy's pecs filled his vision, highlighted by the darkened nubs of the orca's hard nipples. Enveloped by his body, enslaved by his scent and dominated by his cock, Jake couldn't help but moan Andy's name like a bitch in heat.

En cue, the enormous bodybuilder flexed his glutes and slowly rocked his hips forward.

Jake's insides tugged on the orca's cock as it pushed deeper inside him, and clenched down as Andy pulled out. Paralyzed where he lay, Jake reached for the orca's thick arms and grabbed his wrists.

"Unnngghh, oh fuck, Andy; please! Nnnghh! Please don't hold back. Breed me you hot fuck! Make me yours!"

The next thrust shot straight up Jake's spine, forcing more explosions between his ears. The next added more fire to the fray, as did the next, and the next, and the next. While his hips powered back up to ramming speed, the need to rut overcame the horny bodybuilder, making him mercilessly pound the helpless otter into the floor. Sweat continued to rain from the orca's magnificent body as loud grunts and heavy groans thundered throughout the gym, clapping off the mirrors in time with his thrusts. With his knees dug into the ground, the strength in his hips threatened to pulverize the willing otter trapped under him, his pendulous balls savagely pounding against Jake's ass.

Without warning, the orca fell to the floor and crushed him under his mountainous bodyweight. The breath was shoved from Jake's lungs as he found himself wrapped in Andy's bulging arms and locked back in the hot and musky prison of the orca's powerful frame. Squeezing him to his chest, the orca stifled his groans as held Jake close, clenching his abs to fuck the otter harder.

"Unnghh!! Mmngh, ohfuck; yes! Fuckyes, Jake! Nnngghh! Nnnggghh! Gonna cum fer ya, pup. Nnnghhh, 'gonna cum so hard an' fill that tight, sweet ass 'a 'yers! Mmnnghh, you ready? Mmmrrghh!" Moaning incessantly, Jake threw his hands around whatever he could find and splayed them around the orca's neck. His cries of ecstasy quickly melted into whimpered pleading as he felt Andy grow inside him, the telltale stiffening mere moments before release. He wanted every last ounce.

Their moans, grunts and groans grew louder around him. The heavenly pressure intensified as Andy's pounding grew stronger. Jake's hands lost their grip as he utterly surrendered to Andy's dominating strength, pressing his face into the pliant flesh of the orca's pecs. With whimpers pouring from his panting maw, Jake stubbornly fought to stay conscious, unwilling to miss the orgasm he had been begging for.

Andy's thrusts lost their rhythm, his hips guided by brute strength as his fucking became savage. Streams of pre-cum poured from his cock, filling Jake's ass with an unforgettable warmth. Another thrust forced his face to contort, gasping for air as his cries intensified in pitch. Another; another; another; the otter braced himself as he held on.

"Unnngghh!! Unnggghh!! Unngghh--uurrk; 'aww fuck, here it... Uuuurrrrrgghhhh!"

His hips gave another violent thrust, and the orca kicked heavily against the otter's prostate. Jake cried out...

...And awoke to the jarring sound of a screaming alarm clock.

His eyes fluttering open, the young otter's arm came crashing down upon his nightstand, pounding the cheap plastic into submission.

"Uggghh... Godsdamnit..."

Sight drifting into focus, Jake found himself laying on his back and staring at the ceiling of his bedroom. Groans of frustration poured from his chest as he dragged himself into a seated position. Cold, wet and musk immediately greeted him, his eyes befalling another pair of briefs completely soaked through.

"Fuck," he sighed, lazily gazing over himself, watching his morning wood twitch in its drowned prison.

Turning his head, Jake glared at the clock, noting how damned early it was. Five more minutes; that's all he'd needed. Was it so much to ask?

A knock on the door hardly phased him.

"Jake? Are you up? Come on! You said you'd help your father with the boat!"

The words washed over him, his brain suddenly captivated by the giant container resting behind his alarm clock.

Black as night, a five pound tub of Tidal Power 'Muscle' sat ominously on his nightstand, the protein supplement given to him a few days prior. A monstrous orca bodybuilder stared back at him, smirking from the label as he held a picture-perfect double-biceps pose, his azure eyes matching the tidal wave design. A small sticky note was still attached:

'Thanks for trying this stuff out for us, little bro! -Rache'

"Fuck me, I need to meet that guy."