Spotter

Story by JoeDragon on SoFurry

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Just a boredom piece done at work


Be legal age blah blah. Tiff

Spotter

It was like any other day at the gym for me. I stroll in around midnight, chat with the cute number at the counter, and stow my gear in the lockers as I readied myself for a workout. I'm wearing the usual for leg day, tank top and compression shorts. Days like these I love to show my burly legs. Being an odd combo hybrid I'm used to the looks, and with the results from the gym as of late, I've learned to revel in the spotlight. The names Joe and I'm a polar bear and dragon hybrid. Doing a few stretches and flexing in the mirror, I enjoy myself. As of late I've been on a bulking cycle and lost my six pack, I still blame the bear part for that, and exchanged it for a firm muscle gut. Just below that was the rather large mound that houses my sensitive bits. Being six foot five with a powerful frame, my body is well proportioned, and yea I'm endowed. Again I flexed into the mirror looking at how my backside is progressing. My back was meaty and my firm bubble butt had my furry dragon like tail flowing above it. The tail itself was a four or so feet and took up a lot of real-estate, but I loved the thing, I couldn't imagen my balance without it.

With my ego inflated and more than one pair of eyes on me, I headed out to the free weights. I padded along over, my bulge bouncing as I went, and started with the old reliable, squats. Bar set, lifting belt on, I went to work. After a couple sets, the burn was feeling phenomenal and I was just starting to sweet. I paced a bit stretching myself out before my next few sets and noticed an otter in the rack over from me. He wasn't very big being around five foot and on the skinnier side, but he was trying some noteworthy weight, for his size. He started to struggle after a couple reps and was almost desperate to get the bar up again.

Swiftly I positioned myself in a good spotters position behind him, my body extremely close and towing over him. I followed his motions and squatted with him letting him struggle to get the most out of it. He was about to get his fifth rep finished and he started shaking on his way up. He was reaching his limit. A few inches away from raking the bar his legs gave out and he fell backwards. Being in a squatting position I was able to grab the weight without issue and lift it away from his head as he fell onto me. After I racked the weight, I looked down to see how he was.

Apparently he fell back onto my lap, with my tail and strong legs supporting me, he was hanging on by my thighs. He let out an exhausted sigh and set his head back, using my ample bulge as a pillow. I kept looking at him, waiting for the moment he recovered. In less than a minute I saw the light ding and his checks get red. He sniffed the air and moved his hand off my thigh and grabbed just behind his head, which happened to be the head of my cock poking out of its sheath and slightly stretching the fabric of my compression shorts. He shakily got up, me giving him a hand and he was too embarrassed to meet my gaze.

"No worries dude, I noticed you working hard so I wanted to make sure you were safe. Next time though try to set the side bars here to catch the weight in case you don't have a spotter" I was being nice, the little guy was cute and trying hard, I can't fault him for that. Some people just need to be a little more safety conscious in the gym. He was slow to speak, just embarrassed over the situation I guessed, but I did notice a small tent forming, hehe, my musk does have that effect on people and whiffed it right from the source.

"thth-thanks. I'll try to be more mindful" the little otter stammered out.

I gave him a wide grin and slapped him on the back, he stumbled a bit, grabbing the rack to support himself. " haha, no worries, if you need a spotter again just give me a shout, I don't mind at all. You know what? Want to spot me? I really could use someone to critic my form." That got him off balance.

"yea, sure, it's the least I could do." He was quiet and being really shy. He looked cute in his sweaty workout cloths.

We went to my rack and I set it up with some hefty weights, not too much for me, but this will burn my legs something fierce. I got in position waited for the otter to move in. with him behind me I started my set. I was able to see in the mirror that he tried to follow through with me and was watching my hips intently. His tent was still visible and I felt appreciated. I grunted and groaned softly as I pumped through my reps. Sweat starting to roll more freely off my white fur. I was rather occupied with the weight, but I started to feel his hips line up with my butt. He was leaning into me and had his hands on my wide hips. We kept this up for a few more reps, I would squat down and push my butt into his hips and he would follow me. Even with all my blood busy in my legs, my third leg stared to rise out of its sheath some more, dripping pre that luckily blended in with my sweat, but the smell was distinguishable to me. I could start to taste the air mixed with my sweat and musk.

I racked the weights and turned to face my new little spotter friend. "How was my form? Anything seem off?"

His eyes were firmly planted on my damp bulge, which increased in size since he last saw. " uh, yea it was great, you didn't even shake with all that weight. It was impressive. If you don't mind I could use a little help, I'm trying to get stronger, not just toned." He had a hard time breaking through his shyness, but managed.

I smiled, showing a few predator like teeth. "No problem at all, you can just follow my routine and see how you like it." He nodded his head and followed me around for the rest of our time at the gym. It was a relatively empty place this late, so we had no competition for the area. I went through my favorites like Romanian deadlifts and lunges. The otter was a big fan of the deadlifts, he watched as my muscles flexed and my hips pushed out brushing my man meat across the bar. I was getting more excited but managed to not pop full boner for the gym. But I was leaking pre more steadily now. As the bar brushed up against it some of the sticky clear fluid latched on. The otter was all too excited to use the bar after me. He even went to clean it up after me, this little otter was just being a cool dude, if not a little horny, but let's face it I am too.

Finally feeling done, I gave my otter friend a good smack on the ass, sending up in the air a bit, and went to the sauna to relax. I grabbed a protein shake on the way and dropped my shirt off in the lockers exposing my full mane, muscular pecs and firm muscle gut. The sauna was empty and I sat my big hybrid ass down on the wooden bench. I took a swig of my shake and relaxed, spreading out, giving my balls some room and put my arms up high on the bench. Through the steam in the sauna I saw the door open, and air wisp around. My faithful little otter followed me in, albeit a he wobbled a bit, leg day was fun.

He saw me and I patted the spot next to me on the bench for him to sit, he bounded over, soreness and fatigue overcoming his shyness a bit. The otter sat up against my tail, his whole body was already drenched in sweat and his shirt clung to his body. I grabbed his shirt and helped tugged it a bit, he took the hint and removed it showing his toned slender build, defiantly a swimmer, big surprise.

I continued to drink my shake and hang out letting the sweat roll through my fur, enjoying the heat. Breathing the humid heat felt wonderful and did wonders for my soreness. But with that air my own sweat permeated it and overpowered the scents of gym goers past. My smell felt a bit strong even for me, then I looked down. Guess I was a little too relaxed, my cock stood at full mast and pushed back my band so it was full exposed leaving my balls still covered. I just sat there looking at it stand at a foot and a half tall and beer can thick, all proud and drooling pre everywhere, my crotch completely drench now in pre. The otter was just amazed at how much I produced, he couldn't take his eyes off my tool.

I got a nasty idea and developed another predatory grin. "it's a great source of protein, since you didn't bring your shake. You're welcome to have as much as you can swallow." His eyes went wide as saucers, he couldn't believe it, another man wanted him to service his meat. I could see the struggle going on behind those baby blues, but it was obvious lust was winning out. In no time at all his Will broke and given to lust, he position himself in front of me, needing to stand to reach the head of my cock. He just looked for a few more minutes, admiring the humanoid head, deep red color, and the slowly forming knot at the base, having dragon in the wood pile adds for an interesting mix.

Reaching out with a timid hand he grabbed hold of the pre covered shaft, his hand unable to full reach around my girth. With a slow pumping motion he began to work my shaft, pre running freely from my tip. "let's control the mess, you know how." He looked around for towels, then back at me, I pointed to my mouth. tentatively he placed his lips on the head of my shaft and lightly suckled the slit, coaxing the clear salty fluid down his throat. His second hand worked the base of my cock, giving my forming knot a hearty squeeze. I started to growl with lust and need as he continued on. His lips formed a perfect seal around my tip and pre stopped running everywhere and went straight to his stomach.

I finished my protein shake, but felt another hunger that needed satiating. My balls were swelling and aching, readying their load for this little otter. A soft sucking sound could be heard between my grunts and growls of dominance. I pulled off my otter, pre spirting into his face. I removed his shorts exposing a red jockstrap, tented as big as he can manage. I pulled my own shorts completely off and spread my legs more for my swollen orbs, and then I flipped his jock under his grape sized balls.

"open wide" and then I lowered him onto my cock, having him take it halfway first. It bulge in his throat and the juiced from my cock were dripping down from his mouth. I held him here above my cock and worked by moving my hips and lowering and raising him. Seeing his little pecker bob in front of me made me hold him steady, gyrating my hips, and now me taking his prick whole in my maw. I couldn't hear his moans, but eh sounds reverberated in my cock making him feel like a vibrating flesh light. With his attention elsewhere he stopped hiss suckling on my meat, so I got more aggressive. My tool started to go deeper into his throat till he kissed my knot. Again I pulled out all the way, then took it right home again. I started moving fast, still giving him room to breathe, but turning this into a real sloppy mess.

Humping madly into his face, my massive orbs swayed and I was on the edge. I curled my long tongue around the base of his glands and tugged while keeping him engulfed. That was it, he convulsed and lost his composure on my cock gaging. He cum was sweet if only a little bit coated my tongue, reminded me of pineapples.

At this point it didn't matter if he was ready or not, I humped his face again forcing my knot against his nose, I knew it wouldn't work it I tied his mouth, but instincts were tough to overcome. He pulled through and took both hands and grabbed the base of my knot and squeezed for all he was worth, that was all I needed. I let a loud roar and my dick went off like a warhead, cum flying out of me and propelling itself into the waiting otter. Being upside-down and already past full, he couldn't take it all. Pearly white fluid flowed back down from his muzzle, I lowered him down and pointed my dick at him, coating him in as much seed as I could. Minutes latter I finally subsided and a trickle of jizz flowed out of my tip.

My otter just sat there on the sauna flow glassy eyed and sitting in a pool of hybrid cum. The poor little fellea looked in shock, I pulled up my compression shorts, and sat down next to him. I put my otter in my lap and held him in my afterglow letting him enjoy being close.

Awhile later I picked up my cum otter and went to the showers, I'm defiantly keeping him as my spotter now.