Showering Cause We're Filthy

Story by GrimFur on SoFurry

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A jackal loves to enjoy himself in the locker room showers, thinking he's alone. When two studs find him, they know exactly what to do with him!


A shorter, but more direct little story, hopefully serving as good practice, but an enjoyable read nonetheless. If you do enjoy make sure to let me know!

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Khalid was grateful for many things. Presently, it was for a lack of furs throughout the campus of Aubury University. During Summer Break, naturally, there weren't many about. With a lack of classes dictating schedule, many furs embraced a period of freedom.

Some, however, continued to make use of the facilities that were still available. Such facilities, including the sports fields, gym, and locker rooms were better than any local suburban gym nearby. Administrators, particularly those in the sports department, organised special permission slips and forms that allowed students to use them.

On a Friday, this meant that there were perhaps one or two students in the whole place.

Khalid, a sleek jackal, ran track and was always more comfortable running the field at campus than anywhere else. This was the place he consistently trained and improved. For Khalid, familiarity was important. He wasn't someone with undue anxiety, but it was just easier to have a familiar routine.

So, Khalid was grateful to have use of the facilities in his free time, even on Summer Break. He was grateful that on Fridays, a day he liked to run and practice, there were even less furs about campus.

And he was grateful because, if there was one place he loved to pleasure himself, it was the showers of the campus locker rooms. It may have been something slightly exhibitionist, though Khalid was careful not to get caught. He wasn't particularly fond of anyone watching him, either. Perhaps it was more the space, a place of masculine familiarity, with so much to see when the showers were full.

Beneath a steady stream of warm water that was already soothing the pleasant ache of a good practice session, Khalid freely ran a paw over the bright red canid cock that was emerging from his jet black sheathe.

He took his time, running digits of his one paw about the tip of his cock, spreading the free flowing pre over his slickening prick. The other paw moved about his tight ass, working soap and lather across his round buns, and dancing, teasingly, across his tailhole. Slowly the jackal worked two fingers into his puckered hole, scissoring and twisted to slightly stretch, to toy with the pleasure spots he knew well, by now.

With dextrous fingers in his ass, and a firm grip on his cock, Khalid made himself gasp in pleasure.

"Look what we have here, Zeph." Came a deep voice from the entrance to the showers.

Startled, Khalid whirled around, trying his best to cover the obvious red of his unsheathed arousal.

At the entrance to the showers stood two studs, for the most apt and obvious description. One was a tall and toned stag, his brown coat giving way to a cream colour about his chest and abdomen, trailing down to his heavy, dangling cock, and full set of balls beneath. The other, tall even without an impressive set of antlers, was a well-muscled zebra, with his black sheath and huge low hanging balls. Both had their towels - surprisingly small and tantalising things for the size of their owners - slung over their shoulders.

And both were clearly showing the beginnings of arousal, the stag's soft member already beginning to grow and thicken, and the zebra starting to drop from his sheath.

"And just what do we have here, Alex?" The zebra replied.

Both of them stepped into the showers with salacious looks, flanking the jackal, leaving him a modicum of personal space, if only for the moment.

Alex, the stag, leant an arm casually against the wall. "Seems to me we have a dirty little jackal, who couldn't help but play with himself in the showers."

Khalid glanced back and forth between the two furs who stood closer and closer to him, still trying to hide his cock, which hadn't softened in the slightest.

The zebra leant in. "Seems like we have a filthy little jackal on our hands..." He trailed off, dropping his voice to a low whisper. "Like that?"

Alex rolled his eyes while Khalid did his best to disguise a snort of laughter. "C'mon, Zeph, don't break character. Sheesh..." Alex chastised the now blushing zebra.

"Alright, alright..." Zeph backed up a step, holding his hands up in defence.

"But he is right." Alex dropped his voice to a low growl, "We do seem to have a filthy jackal on our hands. But we're not gonna tell, you wanna know why?"

"Why?" Khalid managed to whisper out, his voice a near whimper, but enough to share the hint of his exotic accent.

Alex leant in closer, their muzzles nearly touching. "Cause we're filthy too..."

With that Khalid closed his eyes, leaning in further for a tentative kiss. The paws that had covered his still dripping cock now relaxed to gently take the hips of the stag in front of him. Alex reached one hand about the jackal and took a firm grip of one of the toned cheeks of his fine ass, making Khalid moan into the kiss.

They separated, leaving Khalid panting slightly, while Alex leant in to whisper into his ears. "Don't forget about my friend here..."

Turning slightly, Khalid was suddenly surprised when two strong arms embraced him, and an equine muzzle crashed into his for a fierce kiss. It was wild and heated, different from the slow, sensual kiss from the stag. Their efforts were disorientating in a very hot way, leaving him unsure where things would go next.

While Khalid was caught up with Zeph, the zebra using his size advantage to reach around and freely grope and knead the jackals toned form, Alex tossed his towel onto one of the nearby hooks and began to encourage his maleness to an erection. With the hot sight in front of him, and what he knew lay ahead, it took naught but a few seconds.

Khalid felt the huge length of the equine's arousal growing between his legs, until it was pressing up between his balls, and no doubt showing from below his ass. His own canine cock was pressed into their abdomens, drooling pre and creating a mess between them.

When Zeph pulled away from the kiss and stepped back, his hefty endowment sprang up between them and Khalid gently closed his paws around it, stroking the mass of zebra cock with an expression of near awe. Despite the shower constantly wetting him, and getting the others in the spray, the musk of male arousal was growing.

Two hands closed on Khalid, one in the crease of his hip, the other on his shoulder, encouraging him to bend. Following the unspoken directions he bent forward, feeling another large cock suddenly hotdogging between his tight buns, while leaving him face-to-cock with the zebra.

Khalid glanced up at Zeph, who had a huge grin across his muzzle. "Go on, give us a kiss." Zeph suggested.

Leaning forward, Khalid guided the broad head of the zebra's cock to his muzzle and gave it a sloppy kiss, letting his canid tongue lap out. So close to the cock it was impossible to miss the musk of the zebra, a natural scent of male arousal, and a hint of sweat that Khalid loved.

Firm hands grasped his hips, pushing a stiff and large cock through his cheeks, the stag's erection too large to be contained by the jackal's ass. Satisfied with his demonstration, Alex tucked his hips back enough to have the head of his cock drag downward until it met the puckered hole of the jackal, drooling thick pre. The dirty kiss of cock to tailhole was drawn out as Alex gyrated his hips, pressing his cockhead all about the his rosebud, making the jackal squirm and moan into a face full of zebra dick, before the stag relented and began to slowly push in.

Without any lube, besides the lather Khalid had worked into his tailhole, and the pre of stag cock, it was a slow affair. The burn of a sudden, very large intrusion made Khalid hiss breath through his clenched teeth, and eventually let out that breath in a groan when it came to a stop, half buried in his ass.

The jackal, despite his size, had a generous capacity, he had found. Not to say he was loose. He was accommodating, the burn of the stretch fading, and unconscious clenches of his tailhole made Alex groan.

As the stag continued to press in, working his large cock slowly into the increasingly stretched tailhole of the bent over jackal, Zeph directed Khalid's attention to his needy zebra prick.

Pre was beginning to drool from the zebra's cock, and Khalid eagerly lapped at it before stretching his mouth wide and sinking his lips over the head of the insistent cock. Groaning around a mouthful of dong, Khalid took a moment to enjoy the stretching at both ends, before he began to suck and bob on the zebra cock, gently working himself down as far as he could. That was about half the zebra's length, a little past the medial ring, with the head of the cock pressing into his throat and tickling his long trained gag reflex.

As he began to draw his head back up the prick, sucking strongly, and working his tongue as he went, Alex began to draw back his cock from the jackal's welcoming tailhole. With just the head remaining inside the tight confines of his ass, Khalid drew off the zebra for a breath, while Alex thrust in. Khalid gasped and grasped at the zebra's hips to keep himself in position, beginning to rock slightly as Alex worked himself into a gentle but thorough rhythm.

Not wanting to be neglectful, despite the distracting pleasure rippling through his ass at the moment, Khalid left one paw on Zeph's hip, and used the other to guide the massive equine endowment back to his drooling muzzle.

Smearing pre and musk over his lips, his tongue toyed with the head of the zebra cock, drawing a groan from the zebra, and a firm hand at the back of his head. Insistently the hand slowly guided him back onto the cock, drawing it into the practiced and warm muzzle. In no time at all Zeph heard the familiar slurping, sucking sounds of an eager mouth on his cock.

Conscious of the jackal's efforts on his friend, Alex maintained a short rhythm, quick snapping thrusts of his hips, holding Khalid with one hand on his shoulder and the other on his hip. Even still, the jackal was bounced between the two larger males, almost like a toy purely for their pleasure.

Driven deeper onto the equine length than desired, by a particularly hard thrust, Khalid gagged a little and withdrew. Zeph looked down with an expression of concern, and once satisfied Khalid wasn't too bothered, he resumed a cocksure attitude.

"Might wanna go a little easy on him, Alex, nearly choked him there." Zeph remarked, rubbing the head of his cock across Khalid's muzzle.

Continuing his rapid thrusts, hips clapping off the tight ass of the jackal, balls swaying against Khalid's thighs, Alex chuckled. "I have a feeling he wouldn't mind choking on your cock a little."

Khalid groaned, both at the suggestion, and the pace of the stag.

Zeph laughed as well, using one hand to smack the head of his cock lightly on the jackal's muzzle. "Is that so? Well, open up; let's see how far you get down with Alex to help."

With no resistance from Khalid, Zeph opened his muzzle and fed him a significant portion of his equine cock. As the jackal began to suck, Zeph held onto one shoulder and one arm, letting the jackal rest some weight on him as he was bounced between and used by the stag and zebra.

Alex continued his tempo, lifting one of Khalid's legs for better rhythm, his heavy cervine balls slapping Khalid's own. With each thrust the jackal was sent forward, doing his best to bob and maintain suction on the equine cock in his mouth. Every so often he would be thrust a little deeper than he could handle, gagging briefly and drawing back to breathe through his nose.

Despite the somewhat sloppy and erratic fuck, Alex was building to his climax, having free reign over the rear of the jackal. It was evident that Zeph was still holding back, so Alex decided to change tactics.

"Mmm, I think we should take this jackal back with us, what do you say, Zeph?"

The zebra chuckled, watching his length spear into the jackal's muzzle. "Sounds like a plan to me."

Groaning, as Khalid tightened from the suggestion, Alex said. "Well, I think we should speed this up a little. Zeph, let me know when you're gonna cum, we're gonna shower this filthy little jackal."

That last part, obviously directed at the zebra was said with a wink, and Khalid felt a jolt of excitement. Drawing the jackal back a little, the equine length fell from his mouth once again, and he resorted to stroking the zebra cock as Alex abruptly increased his pace.

With one leg hoisted in the air, and a stag pumping away at his stretched pucker, Khalid was suddenly aware of his approaching orgasm. With the zebra still holding his torso aloft, there was little for Khalid to do but hang on as Alex seemed to read the clenching of his tailhole and drove him to his climax with a thorough reaming. A firm hand on the back of his head drove Khalid's muzzle into the base of Zeph's cock and he got a nose full of male musk while his tongue met a huge sack of zebra balls.

It was enough to send him over the edge. His knot engorged, even without any pressure or sensation and the jackal let out a high-pitched groan around the sack muffling his muzzle, clenching down on the large stag in his tailhole, while his canid cock shot rope after rope of his load across the tiled floor of the shower beneath him.

"Fuckin' hot." Zeph chuckled above the jackal.

"Tell me about it." Alex agreed. "Our turn. Let me help you there bud."

Khalid was vaguely confused at what he heard, still riding out the high of his orgasm. His leg was lowered gently to the ground and he felt Alex leaning over him more, grinding with short thrusts that must be keeping the stag near the edge. When he heard the deep moan of the zebra, and a slurping above him, Khalid opened his eyes and tilted his head up.

There was the shaft of the equine cock just above his head. It was warm and musky, and yet just under half the shaft had disappeared into the stag's mouth. Alex was tall enough to lean over the jackal and engulf his friend's cock in his mouth, bobbing expertly with a tight suction that had the zebra throw his head back, mane swishing behind him.

Withdrawing for a moment, Alex ordered Khalid to help. "Go ahead and work those balls, jackal. We're gonna paint your face when he's close."

"Yeah, suck my nuts." Zeph groaned, pulling Khalid's face into his low hanging sack before the jackal could vocalise his agreement.

He'd never disagree to any of this.

Together, with Alex working most of his shaft in a practiced and seemingly familiar way, and Khalid in a less practiced but no less eager bathing of the zebra's balls, Zeph could feel his climax building.

"Fuck yeah, almost there..." he trailed off with a groan as Alex drew off his cock with a pop.

Alex withdrew from the tight tailhole of the jackal, which Khalid vocalised with a whimper and groan of disappointment. Guided to his knees, the jackal's vision was suddenly filled with two large cocks, reaching their limit. Both stag and zebra stroked their dicks above the kneeling jackal, balls swaying with their needy rhythm.

"Here it comes!" Alex groaned, aiming his throbbing maleness down.

Thick ropes of cum burst from his cock across the jackals face, causing him to unconsciously flinch and immediately close his eyes. Each heavy splat across his face was one of the most erotic sensations he's ever felt and he groaned, not at all disappointed when an errant rope of cum was flung into his mouth.

"Fuck! Yes!" Khalid heard from his other side, even before Alex was done.

Huge, wet shots of cum sprayed from the flaring equine cock and drenched the face of the kneeling jackal. Khalid would have continued groaning, if he could make a sound with his mouth wide open, and his tongue out to catch what cum fell upon it. There was enough of their loads shot across his tongue for Khalid to savour the strange salty, slightly bitter, flavour.

When the two studs tapered off, running their hands down their cocks, milking out the last of their loads, they looked down to survey the jackal.

Filthy, would certainly be the right word. So long as one understood the erotic undertones of its context here.

"Haha, wow, we certainly did a number on him." Zeph chuckled.

Alex readily agreed. "I'll say."

Their substantial cumshots had begun to drip from him, thick and viscous, but plentiful. Khalid didn't bother to try and say anything, he merely set about trying to find his way into the spray to wash the mess from his face, and his chest, his arms, his crotch...yeah, all over him.

Thankfully, both studs helped him stand and guided him back to the shower, washing the mess from him and essentially, starting his shower from the beginning. When all three were clean, the showers shut off, they dressed themselves in the adjoining locker room.

"So, was it what you wanted?" Alex queried.

He was buttoning up a shirt - usual attire for a fur that doesn't want to try and drag clothing over antlers, or horns or the like.

Khalid chuckled. "It was! It was a satisfying fulfilment." Casting a sideways glance at Zeph he grinned. "Even though someone broke character during our little fantasy."

Zeph groaned and held up his hands. "I'm sorry! I just have a hard time doing the dirty talk thing. I normally let other parts of me do the talking." He winked suggestively and the other two snickered.

The zebra stood, fully clothed, and stretched. "So...when do we plan on doing this next?"

Khalid laughed, a lyrical sound full of mirth, yet a little bit sinister at the same time. The jackal stood, sauntering over to the zebra and running a paw down the front of his shirt suggestively.

"Don't tell me you're tired, Zeph." Khalid pouted, but his eyes also gleamed with mischief, and desire. "Alex meant what he said. It's time to take me back to your place, or my place. I don't mind." Winding his arm up he closed around the back of the zebras head and bought him in for a fierce and abrupt kiss, before breaking away. "I'm definitely not done with you yet."

Zeph gulped at the intense look in the jackal's eyes, shooting Alex a 'help me' look. But the stag only watched, grinning.

"Yeah, we're not done, buddy." He clapped his friend on the back as he lead the way out of the locker room. "We'll get you a sports drink for the night, don't worry."

Khalid laughed again and looked forward to the rest of the day.