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John Morton is an average human living in a mostly Anthro town. He recently started receiving blowjobs from his new friend Jeff Bismark, the spotted hyena anthro. John doesn't have anyone he could call a friend after moving with his son to this town, so his son's best friend's dad is a boon to him. John didn't consider himself gay, but having the male hyena slobber over his cock with the enthusiasm of a porn star gave him orgasms of a lifetime. Jeff truly took pleasure in performing the act, unlike John's ex-wife that would only do it out of obligation after being coerced by a night out on the town.

John feels a little guilty enjoying the repeated oral stimulation without reciprocating. Not that John was eager to suck a dick for the first time in his life. Jeff assures John that his wife, Alice, only lets him climax in her presence, so it wasn't necessary. John starts to get eager for Jeff's sexual games to progress to including both of the hyena couple.

One day, Jeff invites John to be workout buddies at the gym. John knew he kind of let himself go after his divorce. John accepts quickly, eager to have any reason to be around Jeff.

At the gym, John looks around at the anthros using the equipment. Like most all modern anthros, none of them wear a stitch of clothes on their bodies. While working out, they even left their traditional identification collars in the locker room. John tries not to stare at a female horse's spread vagina and tailhole as she bends over a machine. Whether she purposefully wasn't tucking her tail in the polite fashion to cover herself, was up for debate, as John noticed a few other males watching her as well.

Jeff doesn't even bat an eye at the display and says, "John, let's go get changed and you can watch all you want." Jeff gets signed in with his plus one and heads to the locker room. The place is clean enough for John since he was expecting the stereotype of everything covered in shed fur. He gives a sniff and surmises that the air filtration must be designed for the sensitive noses of anthros as well.

They reach a single doorway marked 'locker room' and John looks around for a moment before remembering the gym is owned and run by anthros. It doesn't have unnecessary human things such as three separate changing rooms, shower rooms, and restrooms for human men, human women, and anthros. Omni-facilities ward off the closed minded humans and the owners like it that way.

Jeff pushes the door open and makes his way to his locker. John looks around at the locker room and eyes a cute male black cat strutting by. The sound of a fur dryer blowing in the background fills the room with a pleasant white noise. Anthros walk around in just their fur, so John wonders why he suddenly feels differently in the context of a changing room.

Jeff opens his locker and pulls off the only item he is wearing, his red collar. John looks up and down his friend's body for a moment. The usually dull brown spotted hyena recently got a dye job to transform himself into a pink husky with red heart spots on his back and creamy white belly fur. John really likes the way it makes Jeff's sheath and balls look.

Jeff takes his turn ogling John as the Caucasian human pulls off his shirt. John feels the Hyena's eyes on his slight belly and hairy chest. There is no one in direct sight and John doesn't have anything to hide from someone who's had his dick in their muzzle on multiple occasions. John pulls down his pants as well to stand in his boxer briefs.

It's hard for John to tell what Jeff is thinking as the dark hyena eyes roam his underwear clad body. Jeff waits patiently as John pulls on a t-shirt and gym shorts. Jeff playfully says, "You would save yourself the laundry if you work out in the nude like the rest of us." John says, "I'm not sure I'm that comfortable with my body." Jeff squeezes the slight paunch on John's belly and says, "After a few months, we'll get you there." John tries not to think about taking off all his clothes in front of anthro men and women that are complete strangers. He ties his shoes and puts his gym bag in the locker.

The workout is satisfying as Jeff encourages John. John tries to ignore the anthros moving and flexing all around them. John sometimes gets distracted watching and does a few extra repetitions after losing count.

As they switch machines, John notices the subtle ergonomics of everything being designed with tails in mind. John's eyes land on the bouncing balls of a tiger as he works on his legs. The tiger gives a friendly closed mouth smile and spreads his legs a little extra to give John a better view.

Jeff smirks. The tiger purposefully uses the machine next to them and gives John flirty looks. The tiger knows to let the human make the first move if he is interested in a little bit of post workout fun. John feels comfortable around the flirty tiger despite him being a predator species. John starts to wonder why he was too intimidated to make friends with anthros before.

They finish their workout on the treadmills and talk. Taking a slow sniff of John, Jeff hints, "I may look like a husky but you're the musky husky." John says, "Must be nice to not sweat." Jeff says, "I still have to be mindful of my musk glands, but a towelette can easily take care of it." John is genuinely curious and asks, "How often do you take full showers?" Jeff thinks for a moment and answers, "With my dye job, I try to stretch it out until absolutely necessary so it doesn't fade. Maybe every two weeks?"

John frowns at that information. Jeff sees the human's reaction and asks, "How often do you shower?" John answers, "When I wake up and before I go to bed." Jeff asks, "What are you doing in your bed at night to get dirty?" John replies, "Nothing! It just helps wake me up." Jeff says, "Taking showers twice a day is such a human thing. Who could afford as much electricity as it takes to run a full body fur dryer that often?"

John naively asks, "Can't you just shake the water out and use a towel?" Jeff answers, "That's how you get mildew on the ceiling. And I'm not going to drip all the way through the house to do it outside."

John feels a tinge of excitement about showering with anthros and asks, "Being a human, is it even okay for me to use the showers here?" Jeff looks around at all the subtle ears perking up when others overhear that and answers, "Go right ahead. I won't be able to join you because my dye job will fade, but I'm sure you will find someone eager to scrub your back." Jeff glances at the tiger that has been flirting with John.

John smiles back as it finally comes out that Jeff has ulterior motives besides helping him get into shape. Jeff knew when they came here that a human would easily catch everyone's eye.

John and Jeff make their way over to the locker room. The tiger meanders over to the water fountain for a drink and tries not to make it too obvious he non-verbally called dibs on John. A horse couple cut their workout short to follow after as well.

Excitement fills John as he takes off his sweaty clothes and wraps a towel around himself. John whispers to Jeff, "Are there any rules I should know?" Jeff thinks for a moment and replies, "For a human? Just remember to say no if someone gets a little too handsy with you." Jeff sits down on a bench to browse his phone while he waits.

The shower room is very open and doesn't have any privacy. John glances behind him at the tiger from earlier. The tiger smiles and holds up a small bottle of shampoo. John awkwardly breaks the ice and asks, "Anthros shower in pairs don't they?"

The tiger answers, "We do. Do you want to help me get cleaned up?" The tiger curls his tail teasingly under John's towel. John sizes the tiger up. He's only two inches taller than John and is considered small for his species. The horizontal black stripes make the orange tiger look wider than he really is.

John answers, "Yes, if you don't mind. It is the anthro custom." The tiger walks away toward the nearest showerhead. John quickly follows after the tiger as he turns on the water.

John holds the towel tight around his waist and looks around the room at a female palomino horse, a male white horse, a male civet, and male dingo watching him. John stares at the palomino's vagina as the male horse stands behind her and reaches a hand around to dance his soapy finger over her clit.

The male horse smirks at John, daring him to give a reaction. The sight causes John to feel a little flush. The Dingo and Civet stand separate, just letting the cool water run through their fur as they watch the newcomer human.

With a deep breath, John pulls off his towel fully exposing himself to the room of strangers. The thrill of having no dividing walls for privacy makes John's body tingle. Of course, the horse couple doesn't look impressed at John's average human package. The entertainment of seeing a human's naked body in person quickly fades. The dingo enjoys the extremely rare sight of a nude human and the tip of his penis already pokes out of his sheath. The civet just smiles and turns back to finishing his shower.

The tiger holds a hand out in invitation and asks, "The water feels great. Join me?" John takes the paw and throws his towel on a holder. The tiger is playful like a giant kitten as John makes the first move to run his hands through the orange striped fur.

As the tiger's fur gets smoothed down with water, John isn't too surprised when the rock hard muscles hiding underneath start to appear. In John's opinion, the tiger is way out of his league. John pushes away the thought that the only reason the Tiger is giving him the time of day is because he is a human.

John's mind wanders to what kind of anthro he would be if he were one. John thinks that after experiencing the good life as a human, he would be one of the species that even other anthros discriminate against, like a rodent. The tiger lets out a rumble of a purr as John's hand massages a spot on his side. The tiger pops open the shampoo bottle to signal that the wetting phase of the shower is done with.

A dolp of thick shampoo is squirted into the tiger's fur and John combs his fingers through. The tiger puts his paws on John's and guides the human's sudsy hands lower. The hand goes through the chest fur, down the abs, and into the pubis. Their hands go around until John is left holding the creamy white tiger balls. John looks back up into the tiger's eyes asking for permission.

The tiger says, "Be gentle with them." John rolls them around his palm for a few moments, they aren't as big as they look dry, but are still a decent enough size to fill his palm. John massages the balls slowly. The tiger washes his chest fur and lets the suds run down to John's hand.

John moves his hand up to the sheath and feels around it for the penis. He finds the hidden prize and traces around it. Surprisingly to John, the tiger isn't fully erect from getting his genitals handled.

John slides his soapy finger around the tip of the sheath before slowly pressing into the opening. The tiger moans as the finger slides in to rub against his semihard cock. Water whips across the shower room as the tiger's tail flicks in pleasure.

John's own erection waves at the thrill of performing a sex act with a group of strangers watching. He looks at the spectators over his shoulder. The dingo is casually stroking his fully erect cock, while the male horse is knuckle deep in his girlfriend's pussy. The civet ignores what John assumes is a common occurrence in an anthro shower room.

John uses his other hand to caress the tiger's balls. After a few more strokes, the finger is forced out of the sheath. John looks at the tiger's soapy erection. It has a few bumps but nothing as severe as a feral feline. John wraps his soapy hand around it and gives it a few pumps. The tiger seems to be enjoying the stimulation as he dances from foot to foot.

The tiger closes his eyes and pets his paw through his wet bodyfur. John makes a tighter fist around the penis and lets it slide through his soapy palm faster. The tiger purrs in pleasure and humps at the hand.

Suddenly, the tiger grunts and starts to climax. It happens a lot faster than John expected it to. The milky seed quickly runs down to the floor as John holds the pulsing cock in his grip. The seed washes down the drain just as fast as it came out. John vaguely remembers that big cats are masters of multiple orgasms and the tiger would probably be ready to climax again within minutes.

The tiger puts his paws on John and says, "Thank you. Now it's your turn getting washed." John looks at the horse couple and the white horse male is getting his giant cock stroked by the palomino female. She takes long, slow strokes as they both watch the human. John smiles at the couple as the tiger rubs his hands around the human's hair.

The dingo squeezes his knot and enjoys the show. The civet had places to be and can be heard using the fur dryer in another room.

The tiger seems fixated on John's head and says, "I love seeing a male with a nice long mane. Too bad you cut it off." John's erections strains in a mix of fear and excitement as the handpaw lightly drags its claws across his neck to feel the stubble. John doesn't like the way he looks with a beard and besides a few occasions of experimenting, has kept himself clean shaven since he was a teenager.

The tiger shows his teeth knowing the human is getting excited from the perceived danger. John lets the tiger guide him under the shower head to rinse the shampoo out. John closes his eyes and focuses on the paw pads rubbing through his short hair.

The paw pads move down John's body as the tiger scrubs shampoo under his arms. The tiger is doing a much better job actually washing John than the other way around. The tiger hugs his arms around John and playfully grabs two handfuls of the human's butt. John can feel the other anthro's eyes on him as the tiger spreads his cheeks and runs a finger across his anus.

John's erection pokes the tiger's sheath as they hug. The tiger playfully taps his finger on John's anus multiple times. The teasing is maddening to John as his erection rubs against the tiger's wet fur.

The paws go lower and the tiger bends down to rub shampoo into each leg. It feels good on his muscles as the paws run through his leg hair. The tiger's tail is still whipping around to fling water. John uses his hands to rinse the soap off his top half as he impatiently waits for the tiger to get to the main course.

The tiger at last feels the human's balls. John feels like he could burst from all the teasing he has gone through. The suds cover John's crotch as the tiger lets go and then uses both hands to wash the pubic hair. The back of the paw brushes against his erection teasingly. John can't take it anymore. He's too horny to wait and grips his erection. The suds on his member make it easy as his hand jerks his cock furiously.

The tiger grabs John's wrist and pulls the hand away. The tiger shows his teeth and says, "No masturbating in the shower, pervert." The tiger pulls John's arm to spin him around to face the other anthros. John's eyes rapidly go between the horse couple and the masturbating dingo.

The tiger pulls John close from behind and reaches around to squeeze the human's hard cock. John feels the tiger's warm wet body press against his back. John can distinctly feel a sheath pressing against his buttcrack. The tiger's chin rests on John's shoulder as he lazily pumps the human's cock while they watch the horse couple.

The sight of the large erect horse cock getting stroked arouses John. He sees anthro genitals every day and always wonders in the back of his mind what is hiding beneath their sheathes.

The horse steps away from his girlfriend and starts walking towards John. The horse cock bobbing through the air causes John to let out a quiet moan as it gets closer. The tiger speeds up his pumping as the horse stands in front of John to size him up.

The horse orders, "Put your hand around my cock." Without questioning the order, John reaches out with his right hand and wraps it around the horsecock. The large cock fills John's hand and he gives it a few squeezes.

The horse looks into John's eyes and says, "I bet I could only get half of this in your ass before you scream to stop."

The threat, thrill, and build up is too much and after a few seconds, John hits his climax and shoots his load. The horse steps back with a chuckle. The Tiger holds the human member as spurts of cum arc through the air to hit the shower room floor. John squirms in the tiger's hug as he grunts in pleasure. The tiger isn't disappointed that the fun is over so fast, since it's quite normal for his species.

The male horse loses interest in John and walks back to quietly talk with the female. John can't tell if they are discussing his exhibition because the sound is drowned out by the running showers. The dingo turns back around and John just watches the wet tail droop to almost touch the floor.

John is pulled back under the spray of the water to finish up his shower. The tiger is all business as he squeezes John's butt and says, "That was pleasant. I work out at this time every week on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I hope to see you around again."

The tiger turns off the stream of water and gets down on all four. He gives himself a shake like a feral, splattering water everywhere. John covers his eyes in annoyance at the tiger acting like such an animal. The wet tiger walks out the doorway to the fur dryer room next door without even looking back.

The pleasant post coitus feeling courses through John's body and he realizes he didn't even get the tiger's name. John quickly uses his towel to dry himself off and wraps it around himself. The triple thrill of being a human, having anonymous gay sex, in front of strangers, with an anthro, enhances the sexual high.

John catches his breath and makes his way back to Jeff to thank him for inviting him to the gym today.