A Growing Friendship - Part 2
#2 of A Growing Friendship
Two friends, a lean wolf and a heavy husky, work together to bring out the best in each other, and grow closer in the process.
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Jason couldn't stop himself from panting as the treadmill finally slowed down. Exhausted, the wolf slowly dismounted the equipment and headed for the locker room. He could spy Connor lifting weights, some much larger than the wolf could handle, at least for now. Jason smiled, wagging his tail for a moment before his excitement was pulled out from under him by his own rationale, pulling him into the locker room. The wolf had been hitting the gym for a full four months, and though he had admittedly missed a few days here and there, his efforts were finally starting to add up. He could see it in his clothes, and the way people looked at him, and how his reflection in the mirror had been constantly changing throughout his journey, which was far from over. The time at the gym had certainly been molding the wolf's body fairly quickly. At the end of each day at the gym, Jason would hop on a scale and see how much he had improved. His progress was slow at first, gaining only five pounds after the first two weeks of starting his routine. But, with each day Jason improved. At first, his success stemmed from using the proper equipment; it had taken quite some time to make sure that he was using the right weight and getting a balanced workout. As his first month passed, he had taken on ten pounds of muscle, a small consolation for his efforts, but proof enough for the wolf to assure himself that he was doing the right thing.
As Connor became more and more involved in the gym, Jason became more and more motivated to push himself past his limits. When the husky was around, Jason would always try to lift ten pounds more than he could, to turn the treadmill up three speed faster, and to do push-ups like there was no tomorrow. Jason wanted to put on a show for the husky, to impress him with his ever growing strength, but more than anything, the wolf just wanted his attention. On days when Connor was around, Jason would wear his tightest fitting shirts, being sure to flex whenever the husky turned his way. After a good workout, the wolf would turn to Connor with a grin spread across his face and present his bicep for the husky to squeeze. Connor would do the same, his arms still somewhat soft, but slowly growing in strength with each workout.
Jason changed quickly in the locker room, hoping that his friend wouldn't be done before he could finish. That was the hardest part about going to the gym with Connor, having to hide his ever growing lust for husky. The two had been spending much more time together than they ever had before, and each day Connor grew on him more and more. Now, whenever Jason was changing, all he could think about was the husky. He had seen his friend strip to change into new clothes before, but never like this, never so close. The wolf always tried his best not to stare when Connor was changing next to him, but he could never stop himself from sneaking glances. Deep down, Jason envied Connor's larger frame. While he knew that others struggled to find beauty in the heavy husky's body, beauty was all that Jason could see. He loved the canine's rounder stomach and thick arms, and wished ever so desperately that he possessed the same traits, or at least sculpt some semblance of the husky's frame onto his own body; it's why he came to the gym each day. Getting to be around Connor more often was just an added bonus.
It just felt wrong though, having these feelings for his friend. The wolf knew that Connor was straight, he had dated girls in the past and never showed interest in other guys. Then again, the same was true about Jason, yet here he was, contemplating what it might feel like to sleep with the husky in the same bed, to share Connor's enormous warmth. Jason's ears folded at the thought, his tail going limp between his legs. These emotions, this back and forth between love and confusion tore at his very being and dug into the cracks like weeds, each side taking refuge in his body, a war of both heart and mind pitted against each other. There was a certain freedom that Jason felt when he delved into the idea of being with Connor, a certain luster that just didn't exist on the other end of the spectrum. They were already great friends, but they could be so much more. They would finally have the chance to truly experience each other, to take the bond that already existed and use it as stepping stones for a new life together. But if he came clean to Connor about his feelings, if he let the husky know that he had feelings for him, their entire relationship could crumble in an instant. Connor would leave, and the wolf would spend the rest of his days looking for someone else to fill the void, just as he had done for Connor when Erica left.
Jason sighed as the "what if's" throttled his mind, shutting his locker as he threw his shirt on, glancing every now and then at the door to see if Connor was behind him. Jason hastily made for the exit, bumping straight into Connor as he opened the door, his face slamming into the husky's chest. The wolf blushed deeply as he inhaled the husky's strong scent, the aftermath of Connor's workout lingering in his nose as he pushed back. "Sorry," Jason said louder than he had meant. Connor merely laughed and entered the locker room, pinning the wolf against the walls of the entryway for a moment. "Hey," the wolf began, "I've gotta get home and take care of a few things, meet you there in a few hours?"
"Sounds good to me wolfy," Connor said with a smile, "I'll bring some food over too." Jason nodded in approval, desperately wanting to get out of the locker room as he felt his pants grow tighter around the crotch.
"See you then!" Jason said, embarrassed about the off-key conversation but still more worried about getting caught with a boner in the gym. This kind of thing happened more and more often as Connor met with him at the gym. At first Jason kept things under control, focusing more on his workout than on his husky friend, but as he learned his routine and came to find out how each and every machine in the gym worked, there was nothing left to concentrate on besides Connor. He didn't know how he kept his arousal to such a minimum as he watched the husky do his workouts, though it was probably because he was keeping his other muscles pumping. No matter how he did it, each time he would end up with an erection come the end of his time at the gym. It was even worse when Connor was around, harder to hide and even more difficult to calm down once it got started. Even now, having left the gym and began his walk home, he couldn't get the husky off of his mind.
Jason kept his head low on his way home, lifting it only to take glances at the movies lined up to play at the theater next week, considering if Connor would be interested in any of the new releases. It was funny, when Jason thought about it more, that each little excursion he and Connor had to the theater was almost like a mini-date. Jason would always plan ahead, ordering tickets in advance to the latest box office hit, and call Connor a few hours before it was scheduled to start, knowing that he would almost always get the husky on board with his plans. Sure, they didn't go out to a nice dinner afterwards, there weren't even that many nice places to eat at in town anyway, but he and Connor would always go home happy with the reassurance that the same thing would happen all over again in another two weeks or so. There wasn't too much variety too it, but it worked for them. Jason lifted his head up as he reached the steps to his apartment, sighing heavily as he made his way upwards. As much as the wolf liked to imagine it, while their times at the theater were fun, they certainly weren't dates.
The door slammed shut behind Jason as he entered his apartment. The wolf grabbed a water bottle from his refrigerator, his tail wagging slowly as he quenched his enormous thirst which had only grown since his exhausting work out. He looked over his food options for the week as he chugged the bottle down; there was a plethora of choices, each one guaranteed to help the wolf rejuvenate after a tough workout and then some. Jason smiled widely, knowing that he wouldn't have to go food shopping this week, a long and boring task that he avoided whenever he could. Luck was further on his side tonight as the wolf remembered that Connor would be bringing food over to his place. Knowing the husky, there was bound to be a lot of it. Jason crumpled up the bottle and tossed it into his recycling bin, heading for the bathroom.
Jason watched himself carefully as he undressed in front of his mirror. He started, as he always had, with his shirt, which clung to his body as his sweat had cooled on his walk home. Slowly lifting it over his head, the wolf grinned in delight at what he saw. While the wolf was sure to shower every day, he constantly reserved the opportunity to look at his results for the end of each week, making his efforts seem ever more drastically rewarding when he did so. Jason's arms had definitely bulked out, his once strong, yet weakly defined arms had been packing with muscle ever since his workouts started. Now, his biceps bulged visibly without even flexing, the smooth curve of his muscles aptly displaying his growing strength. His chest was in a similar condition, although not to the same extent. The wolf's once flat, creamy white chest had begun to expand, finally making its way towards the definition he so deeply wanted. He placed a paw on his left pectoral and pressed into it, murring softly to himself as he felt its firmness.
Further down was an entirely different story. Instead of six-pack abs like the wolf would've been sculpting had he been eating well, Jason's stomach had taken on both a firm roundness and a subtle softness to it simultaneously. Pressing his paw to his small, developing paunch, Jason could feel his fingers sink in ever so slightly, his belly having just a small amount of give to it, enough to be fairly malleable to the right fingers to an extent. Pressing harder, Jason was met with some well expected resistance, the wolf's work on his core paying off by keeping his stomach in its nice, rounding shape while providing a fair bit of firmness as well. The slowly rounding stomach didn't come as a surprise for Jason, in fact, it was exactly what he wanted. From the start of his time at the gym Jason had wanted to get in shape, that much was true, but the shape he wanted was not that of a bodybuilder or heavy weight champion, but more so that of Connor's body, large and powerful, although Jason was not against the defined biceps and chest that had slowly grown on him either. The wolf took pride in his small, yet ever growing gut, hoping one day that it would match that of Connor's, albeit with a firmer, rounder touch that the husky's lacked. Jason had grown 50 pounds over the past four months, an incredible gain putting him at 170 pounds, and he was more than happy that his paunch was a part of it. The wolf rubbed his belly lightly, his tail wagging wildly as he did so, enjoying the touch on part of both his canine instincts and the sheer pleasure of maintaining and growing his small stomach. He could feel the warmth in his pants grow, pressing firmly against his left thigh and the leg of his pants as his short belly rubbing session came to a close.
Jason unzipped his pants, his erection springing forward at the release, though it was still trapped in his boxers. The wolf slowly reached into his shower and turned it on, testing the water every few seconds until it reached a nice, hot temperature; he loved the slight burning sensation and the steam that arose whenever he cranked it higher than most could endure. Once the water was at a reasonable temperature, or at least reasonable by Jason's standards, the wolf pulled off his boxers and entered the shower. Grabbing his shampoo and conditioner, Jason slowly began to wash his body. This was his favorite part of the day, and he was sure to use only the best washing products on the market, ensuring that his fur was clean and extremely soft all day long. Jason washed over his arms first, then his head, and finally running his hands over his vanilla white chest and belly, murring loudly to himself at the feeling, one of his paws straying too far down and touching his hot, throbbing member. Slowly, Jason wrapped his paw around his cock, the other gently rubbing his belly. He closed his eyes and went to work.
He was just heading out of the shower, towel wrapped around his waist, when Connor entered his apartment. Jason's tail wagged. Jason nodded at the husky, starting to move to his room when out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Connor was taking his shirt off; he couldn't help but watch. Jason shivered, even though he was warm, steaming hot. Connor moved to the couch and sat down, the door slamming behind him, the resulting wind being unnaturally strong, blowing Jason's towel off. The wolf blushed, excitement flowing through his veins as his large, erect member was on display for the husky, who was watching him from the couch, grinning. Jason's left paw gripped his member strongly as he moved to the couch next to Connor, who was beckoning to the nude wolf. Jason moaned softly as Connor's paw slowly rubbed his belly, leaning forward to kiss the wolf's cheek. Jason felt himself leak pre as he stroked himself in time with Connor's belly rubs. The wolf couldn't stop staring at the fat husky's body, so soft and huggable and big, so very big. Jason wished desperately that he would be just as big one day. Jason moaned loudly as the husky squeezed what he could of the wolf's small, yet still fairly soft belly. Connor leaned in even more, pinning Jason under him for a moment as he kissed the wolf passionately, muzzle to muzzle. Jason growled softly in pleasure, the tone melding with his moans as he stroked himself, feeling the pressure growing and his balls yearning for release.
Jason opened his eyes, gasping and moaning as he rapidly stroked his member. His tail wagged wildly behind him, splashing water against all three walls and the glass door entrance to the shower. Jason squeezed and rubbed his belly sensually, quickly changing back and forth between the two. The wolf's imagined and wished fervently that his own paws were Connor's instead, stroking him off and pleasuring his belly's innate desire for affection at the same time. With one last squeeze to both his belly and his begging knot, Jason came, howling loudly as he did so, unable to hold back his deeply ingrained wolf instincts. His cum splashed on the shower wall, though a fair amount had landed on his chest and belly. Jason panted heavily, he had never orgasmed like he had just then, thinking of the larger husky. A smile spread across the wolf's muzzle, he couldn't even begin to imagine what it would have been like had Connor actually been there, rubbing his belly and jerking him off. He could only think about how amazing it had the potential to be. Instead of quenching the wolf's thirst for the heavy husky, such success at masturbating had only deepened Jason's desire for Connor.
Jason hurried into his bedroom, drying off and changing as quickly as he could, not wanting Connor's arrival to go as it had in his mind, as he was mostly certain that it would not continue the way he would like to think it would. Just as he had thrown his pants on, the doorbell rang and Connor knocked on the door; he had the tendency to both knock and ring the doorbell, something that Jason found annoying at certain times, and fairly cute at others. Jason dashed for the door, almost sliding into the husky as he opened it for him, just as he had at the gym. The wolf smiled, glad that Connor had come by early and that he had narrowly avoided embarrassing himself twice in one day. The husky marched on in, two large pizzas cradled in his arms and his tail wagging like a madman. Connor placed the boxes down on the table and plopped down on the couch, like usual. Meanwhile, Jason grabbed some glasses and opened the fridge. "What can I get for you today, Connor my man?" Jason asked with a grin.
"The usual, good sir!" Connor replied with a laugh. Jason poured two glasses of soda and made his way back to the couch, handing one to the husky as he took his place next to him. Jason turned the TV on, and as though reading Connor's mind, flipped to an action movie, one of their favorites featuring the worst special effects either had seen in their life. They were more than happy to find that it was repeatedly played almost every night of the week, the movie quickly growing on them as it became a ritual to watch every night they didn't go out to the town. As always, Jason leaned against Connor, smiling to himself as the husky handed the wolf a slice of pizza. Jason laughed to himself, realizing that while unhealthy foods had played a large role alone in the development of his growing paunch, it was this routine, which happened at an excessive period of almost three times each week, that had served as the context for which he had begun and continued packing his belly in the first place! The wolf's tail wagged slightly behind him, pinned between himself and the couch beneath him. Connor hadn't seem to take notice of the wolf's softer middle yet, as Jason had always left the gym before he could finish his workout, though he had noticed that the wolf's clothes were getting much tighter, and that he had bought an entirely new wardrobe. Nevertheless, Jason had refused to throw out his old clothes, loving their tightness, especially the particular outfits that were tight around his middle, though he was sure not to wear those ones out in public, only to bed or for his own experimentation and pleasure. The two dogs sat back and watched the movie in silence, quickly moving through the pizzas, slice by slice.
Connor got up as the movie ended, waking Jason out of a fairly pleasant daydream which lingered in his mind even after he had been yanked out of it by Connor's sudden motion. He held on to the memory of it firmly, trying to firmly piece together all of the details. They had gone to the movie theater, Connor and him, a large popcorn in Connor's lap as it always was and a soft drink in each of their cup holders; it was their average routine, easy enough to put together when he thought about it, but something was different. He couldn't remember what movie they were seeing, only that it was in the genre of action, but that wasn't important, something was different about the armrest, he remembered it vaguely. Jason grasped wildly at the details of the daydream as it quickly began to leave his mind until he had found what he was looking for. On the armrest was not just Connor's left arm, or Jason's right, but both of them, firmly held against each other as Connor's palm rested atop his. They were holding hands. Jason shook his head as he noticed Connor staring at him strangely, clearing his mind of the lovely dream that had come to him as he neared unconsciousness. "Well," said the husky, "I think I'm gonna head home now. You seem tired, you should get some rest for school tomorrow."
"Wait," Jason shouted, halting Connor at the door. Jason blinked wildly, unsure of exactly why he had told his friend to wait. He thought about everything he had done today, bumping into Connor on his way out of the gym, examining himself in the mirror, his deed in the shower, and his time leaning on the husky as they watched the movie together on his couch mere moments ago as they always did. Maybe I should just tell him. Jason sat there, thinking to himself, as Connor stared at him in confusion. I'm tired, he told himself, taking a deep breath, I'm not thinking straight. "Alright," Connor said, twisting the doorknob, "see you around I guess."
"W- wait!" Jason shouted once more, standing up yet remaining by the couch. "I- I just wanted to say that..." Jason shuddered for a moment, not understanding how with all of his charm and easy going attitude he couldn't let the words slip from his mouth, "that I really like you, man." Jason gulped as he said it, his tail going slack and his ears folding.
"Okay?" Connor said, not understanding exactly what Jason was trying to tell him, "I like you too wolfy, you're a good friend."
"N- no," Jason said, his voice nearing a whisper as he grew more and more nervous, "I- I mean like I really like you Connor." Jason scratched the back of his head, unable to look Connor in the eye.
"Oh." Connor whispered to himself, taken aback by the gravity of the situation. "I- I've gotta go." Connor opened the door, his paw shaking, and left.
Jason watched the door close, his entire body quaking with fear as the door slammed shut.