First Impressions
WARNING: This story contains M/M, slight bondage, and anal in a gym between a new draconic gym goer and a lupine regular who wants to 'help'.
This was a gift of sorts; I wanted the practice, so I asked Acheron Lagoon from FA for what he was looking for.
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On with the show!
10:27 - Acheron Lagoon - just "Ach" to his friends - was tired of being tiny. At 4 foot, 5 inches, he obviously wasn't really ever going to be the BIGGEST dragon in the room... but by god, he could at least be the most muscular!
Not to say he was teased or anything. Well, maybe a little. Mostly it was just that, when people thought of dragons, they usually thought of someone between 7 and 11 feet tall, with more muscle than you could shake a tail at. But really, the truest descriptor for Ach was something more along the lines of 'femmy.'
What with his slightly wide hips, short stature, and lack of any significant muscle, he was regularly mistaken for a girl... And he was tired of it!
So he bought some workout clothes, purchased a gym membership, and, after a week of psyching himself up, went into the nearby, 24 hour gym, Full Fur Force.
As soon as he stepped inside, he had to pause, blinking as the overwhelming male musk nearly bowled him over, the tiny dragon having to cover his groin with his gym bag. He stepped over to the desk, which he could only just barely see over, and peered over to see one of the biggest horses he'd ever seen, sitting at the desk with his hooves kicked up next to the keyboard. He was reading a bodybuilder's magazine and, while Ach couldn't be sure from his angle, it looked like the horse was REALLY enjoying what he saw.
Ach coughed and the horse looked up, smiling as he set the magazine aside. "Well hey there little... man?" He chuckled and ducked his head as Ach just sighed and nodded. "Sorry, there; you're just a bit short. Anyway, what can I do for you?"
Ach reached into his duffel and slapped a gym membership card on the table. The horse blinked, taking the card and holding to the desktop scanner before handing it back. "Ah, alright. Yeah, go on in. Thanks for joining us here at triple-F." He smiled and waved as Ach walked further inside, headed for the locker-rooms he knew about from his initial tour of the place.
He settled his back in one of the lockers, quickly changing from his hoodie and jeans, sliding a short-sleeved, dark green shirt and shorts over his burgundy scales, the black celtic design covering his maroon belly and neon red body markings. He smiled, checking his appearance in the mirror, his neon red horns and eyes easily visible above and below his ginger hair. "I can do this." With that, he turned, his ginger tailtuft flicking as he headed back out onto the floor.
As the reddish dragon walked over to the cardio machines to get warmed up, he licked his lips, watching all of the bigger, more muscular furs working out. He saw a 5' 6" hyena squatting what looked like 68kg of weight, a muscle-gutted, 7'4" bull orca doing dumbell curls with 50kg weights, and another dragon - this one teal - doing a leg press with 110kg.
"Jeez... I'd like to have even half of their mass-oof!" Since Ach was far more focused on the other furs working out, he hadn't been paying attention to where he was going. Because he was focused on all of that sexy muscle in repetitive movement, he hadn't noticed the hot pink, 7'2" tall musclewolf standing in front of him, doing barbell curls with 145kg of weight.
While Ach had fallen back on his rear, the wolf had barely shoved an inch, doing one more curl before setting the weights down and turning to see what had brushed against him. Ach looked up from the taut calves, up to the nearly-torso thick thighs, over the slightly stretched bright green shorts, up over a red belly with prominent black nipples, to an eyebrow quirked above a purple eye. Ach scrambled up and ducked his head. "O-ohmygod, I'm sorry! I d-didn't mean to interrupt your workout!"
Ach kept his head down for a moment, waiting for some response from the wolf. He tried to look up without moving his head, but he only just managed to get an eyeful of that stretched groin. He blushed deeply, his horns glowing a bright red as his cheeks reddened as he lowered his eyes again.
After a few minutes, Ach just couldn't stand it, raising his head and looking up at the tall wolf. The wolf in question just raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly. "Feel better?" He let out a barking laugh, turning and sauntering away, the view from the back just as good as the front, with two firm globes of his ass under a long, thick tail and most of the muscle on his back showing even past the fur.
Ach blushed as he watched the wolf walk off before shaking his head, his cheeks fading back to burgundy as he stepped over to one of the ellipticals.
As he began his first ever workout, he began to realize that he was staring. Most often, when he realized he was staring, it was at that pink wolf from before. From the elliptical, he could see the wolf doing some stretch, holding his neck and shoulders on the ground and pushing up with his feet, legs, and back, highlighting that green-clad bulge. When Ach moved away to the dumbbells, the wolf was there again, doing squats, his legs spread wide for balance and... was that wet spot on his shorts from sweat or... "Nah, no way... They wouldn't allow that in here..."
Finally, he went to go try the bench press so that at least he could say he TRIED. When he laid down, he yelped in surprise when he saw that now-familiar green bulge hanging above his head. He looked past it to see a grinning wolf.
"You DO know that using a machine like this on your first run isn't safe, right? You should have a spotter - lucky you, I'm free at the moment." Ach blushed, looking from side to side as the wolf added 2kg to either side.
"U-um... i-isn't that too little weight?" The wolf snorted, locking the two small plates in position.
"Not when the bar usually weighs about six and a half alone.'" He grinned again, moving in so close his bulge was almost brushing Ach's forehead. He positioned his hands under the bar after helping Ach position his own. "Alright... 10 reps... lift!" Ach pushed and grunted, the bar moving somewhat slowly, the wolf allowing his hands to follow the bar down to the small dragon's chest before gently guiding it back up.
The second drop, Ach's eyes closed. On the tenth, he meeped when he felt something settle on his forehead. His eyes sprang open and he saw that the wolf had leaned in too much, balls and who knew what else resting on his forehead. He whimpered and the bar quickly settled onto his chest, making his eyes bug out. "Grk!"
11:29 - The wolf - who had finally introduced himself as Ekard on the fourth lift, quickly grabbed the bar, lifting it up and setting it on the rack. "Hey, you doing alright there, Ach? You were looking good and then you lost it there." The smirk on Ekard's muzzle was hard to get a read on. He could have been smirking because he was okay... or he could be smirking because he knew what had caused the problem.
Ach shook his head and nodded. "N-no, I'm fine..." He sat up and stretched, rubbing his chest and huffing. After he had closed his eyes, he had missed all of the looks Ekard had been giving him, especially when a push had lifted his shirt to show off his trim belly. He stretched and bent over, trying to work a kink out of his back, tail lifting to keep him from tipping forward.
He shot up when he thought he heard a growl from behind, but when he turned, he only saw Ekard removing the weights from the bar. "Hey, Ach, you look like you're about done. Wipe down the bench and then head to the locker rooms." Ach bit his lip, then squirmed as all of the after-workout aches began to settle in.
He trotted off towards the locker rooms, only to feel Ekard's hand on his shoulder. "Oh, wait, I forgot; always gotta stretch out after a workout, otherwise you'll be all tight the next day." Ach blinked, but shrugged, following the wolf over to the stretch room. Ekard bid him sit, then moved up behind him. Ach eeped as Ekard led him through stretches; each one seemed designed to press as much of the wolf up against Ach's back as possible, although he did agree; stretching out after a workout felt AMAZING.
They headed to the locker room and to Ach's surprise, Ekard's locker was just across from his own! Ach took peeks as Ekard shamelessly stripped, his firm rear happily on display and, when he turned to walk into the showers... Whoof! Ach had to hide his boxer-clad groin in the locker, squirming, his horns and sides lighting up his area a little.
He jumped when he heard Ekard behind him; hadn't he gone into the showers?! "So you like muscular guys, huh?" He yelped when he felt Ekard's half-hard shaft press against his lower back. "Well why didn't you just say something?"
He squeaked as he was picked up, thrown over a shoulder, and taken off to a side shower room for those males who wanted privacy. Once the door closed, Ekard set Ach down... only to tie his wrists together with what felt like a jump rope and hang him up from the surprisingly sturdy shower head. Ach was pressed against the wall, whimpering slightly as his groin was trapped between the wall and his belly.
The water on the other side was turned on, steam quickly filling the small room. He heard soft footsteps behind him before his boxers were yanked down, whimpering louder as his hot, throbbing 6' shaft is pressed against the cool tile. "Tsk, tsk, tsk... didn't anyone tell you? Jockstraps are better than boxers for the gym." Ach blushed at the image of Ekard in nothing but a jockstrap.
His muzzle started to open, to ask what was going on... but it was covered by what smelt like... "Now now, don't speak. Just enjoy the scent and let me take care of you back here..." He gasped, breathing in the smell of the musky jockstrap as Ekard's hands kneaded his rear.
For a minute, that's all the wolf did; one cheek in each hand, kneading and moving them back and forth. After that, he tied Ach's tail to his his wrists with the long end of the jump rope and turned him around. He could see that Ekard's fur was soaked down by the steam, highlighting every muscle hidden under that fur, his nipples standing out even more prominently. As Ach's eyes traced down Ekard's body, it came to a stop on his foot long black shaft. The length was leaking pre rather heavily, the reddish head just barely covered by the black foreskin.
Ekard grinned widely as he slowly stroked his shaft, murring as his foreskin rolled back and forth over his length, grinning as Ach's eyes watched. The small dragon's eyes watched Ekard's shaft hypnotically, even when Ekard slowly began to swivel his shaft around in slow circles. They snapped back up when Ekard let out a barking laugh. "Oh, you ARE a little cockslut... That's alright, though. I'll take goooood care of you..."
He stepped in and Ach tried to cover himself with his tail, forgetting that it had been tied up to his hands. Ekard lifted him by the knees, settling them around his hips. He held up Ach's rear with one arm, his other hand guiding his shaft under the dragon's tail. Ach shivered, his own shaft jumping slightly as he felt the head press against his tailhole, pre spurting out against it before its owner lowered him down more, the tailring squeezing around the shaft til the head popped in.
Ach panted and whined as Ekard growled and groaned, both resting there as Ekard's shaft throbbed and spurt pre and as Ach's tailhole clenched around it. Once Ach's eyes had rolled back from inside his head, Ekard grinned widely and began to push slowly more into him. Each time the dragon would clench and groan, head rolling, the wolf would pause, waiting until the dragon had recovered.
About a third of the way down, the shaft brushed something inside Ach that made him gasp and clench particularly hard, his entire body locking up. Ekard gasped, groaning before leaning in. "Heh... looks like we found a sweet spot..." He nibbled at Ach's neck as he shifted his hips, spending a minute thrusting back and forth there, making Ach clench and jerk. Both shafts were rock hard now, Ach's jumping between his abs and Ekards, and Ekard's throbbing and leaking inside the dragon.
Finally, Ekard went back to working his length into Ach, taking a slow pace to begin with. His hips softly slapped against Ach's rear as he began to speed up. He gently teased up Ach's neck, licking and nipping at it and pausing at his jaw. He had paused because, when he'd nipped at the dragon's cheek, he'd yelped and squeezed down again. Ekard grinned, his hips still thrusting as he gave an experimental lick along Ach's jaw, grunting as the dragon squeezed down yet again when the tongue reached the back.
"Ooo, and another!" Ekard began to lick and nip at Ach's jaw with every thrust inward, making him clench down all the harder each time.
Being plesured from multiple angles - from the public-ish sex to the muscular wolf taking his rear and the attention to his jaw - made Ach's own orgasm happily short. He groaned after a mere 3 minutes of the teasing, his short shaft shooting cum over Ekard's and his chests, his markings and horns glowing bright.
Ekard groaned as Ach's orgasm made him squeeze around the wolf, his hips thrusting a few more times before he hilted and howled, cum spraying heavily into the dragon, the thick shaft holding most of it inside.
Both panted, the wolf snorting through his nose, the dragon gasping through the jockstrap. He whimpered as it was pulled off, a kiss placed on his muzzle. "Mmm... you were good..." He huffed and squirmed as he was untied and walked over to the shower, squirming every time that shaft was pressed against his prostate.
Ekard easily held him up in one hand as he used the universal shampoo for fur and scales on the dragon, washing away the sweat and cum, the dragon happily taking the shampoo and washing the wolf in return.
As the two of them stepped out of the locker rooms after changing, Ach noticed a lot of the gym members suddenly looking away from the two of them. His horns glowed slightly until Ekard patted his shoulder. "Hey, when are you back here next?"
The two of them got to the front room before Ach answered. " U-um... N-next Thursday?" Ekard grinned widely and leaned over to nearly bump noses with Ach.
"See you next Thursday then." He groped Ach's groin before he turned, his jeans tight over his rear, the nearly-green shirt matching the teal dragon who met him just outside.
Ach jumped as the horse at the desk leaned over. "So you've been captured by Ekard too, huh? Don't worry, he's mostly harmless. Well, see you back here next Thursday, then, if the experience didn't scare you off."
Ach walked out the door, a slight limp in his step as he bit his lip. Oh, he would DEFINITELY be coming back to this gym.