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When he was in the gym, Ash wasn't the type to let himself lose sight of what was really important: he was there to make progress and keep it, and that didn't come from sitting on the edge of a bench and telling his social media followers what he was up to.

Curling free weights to keep his biceps toned, doing a rotation on the bench press, shoulder press and squat rack were all parts of his weekly circuit, and most of the time, he was able to get in, get out, and get on with his life without too much distraction.

He was a creature of certain habits, however: he wasn't immune to seeing something so interesting at the gym that he could ignore it.

"Kinda looks like a wild dog...but he's missing something."

Ash was enough of a focused beast that he could go about his exercises and still put genuine effort into them while enjoying the visual feast of the other gym customers. Most of the time, his eyes appeared glazed, as though he was just trying to get into the zone and stay there, but more often than not, he left the gym with a sizable problem to take care of later, inspired by the tight bodies that were wandering around him.

A lean canine was nearby him throughout his entire workout, but Ash usually refused to break his stride to strike up a conversation. He was polite enough to let the talking come to him, if that was the case...but this time, it seemed he was going to have to take the first step.

Then again, a wild dog without spots was an intriguing enough sight to break his concentration, and as he set a pair of weights back on the rack, he went through the mental checklist of what he had left to accomplish.

Just another set or two of curls, he thought. Shouldn't take me long...

Casting an eye over his shoulder, he noticed the spotless wild dog was on the treadmill. Walking behind him and seeing a few minutes remained on his countdown timer, Ash knew he had just enough time left, himself, to wrap up his workout and do a little more investigation afterwards.

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Sieg was just stepping down from the treadmill when he noticed an alert pinging on his phone. Careful enough to not make an ass of himself, he properly dismounted the equipment before lifting the phone to his face and keeping it close; he didn't need everyone in the gym seeing the details of his dating profile.

He checked the app almost every single day before coming into the gym, but it was rare that he had a match with anyone that was there at the time, much less the people that came in for a free workout from out of town.

Seeing that he had a message from anyone was the highlight of his day so far, and seeing that they were still at the gym gave him such a boost that he considered hopping right back on the machine for a few more laps.

"Checking the app in the locker room? Guess this guy doesn't mind taking risks..."

In the digital age, almost everyone had a smart phone. Using them was less an option and more a requirement for some very common things, and if you wanted to put yourself out there on a dating app, you practically needed one.

For that being the case, Seig was in a bit of a dry spell, and finally getting a hit was as relieving as it was energizing.

"Oh, it's that guy?"

Sieg stood out for his own strange reason: his lack of spots give him an interesting appearance, but the downright exotic pattern of another gym member's fur put his own to shame, in his own words.

He'd seen the man around the gym a few times before, but their paths crossed so rarely that they never had an occasion to chat before then. Without saying a word, however, the fiery wild dog was already taking a place in Sieg's mind, even before they were matched on the dating app.

A brilliant creature of bloody eyes and patches of magma, Ash could stand out in any crowd with his fur coat alone, but Sieg was already curious if there was any substance to that unique appearance.

Accepting the invitation on his dating app, he now had all the reason he needed to ask that question, and a lot more...but he didn't realize just how short for words Ash would be when he grabbed a towel and made his way back to the locker room.

When he accepted the invite, Sieg didn't anticipate anything happening until the two had a chance to shower off and grab something to eat: he was realistic about the hookups that he was fortunate enough to have, and he figured this one to be no different, even if he was getting into things with someone that looked so unique.

He took care to tussle his hair a little bit with the towel, hoping to look a little more sweat-addled than he really was. He knew if he messed with it any further, he'd start overthinking things, but there was a certain calm washing over him as he stepped through the locker room passthrough, and saw no one sitting on the benches or fussing in the lockers...save for Ash himself.

The more exotic looking of the two wild dogs was just closing his locker, holding a towel of his own.

"Fresh off the treadmill?" he asked, trying to keep the conversation light and friendly. "I hope you didn't rush through things on my behalf."

"Not at all," Sieg confirmed. "I was actually just stepping off the belt when I saw your notice."

"Good. I'd hate to have interrupted something."

Sieg grinned. "Even if you did , it's not like I would have come back here if I wasn't interested. Rather bold of you to send a ping while we're out in public like this, though."

"I like to be direct when I can," Ash admitted. "So allow me to keep that up and point out that there's no one else in here...and the lockers are empty, too."

The louder they were and the more they talked, the riskier the act became.

That Ash was so willing to suggest such an act on a first glance left Sieg bewildered, but tight, short shorts wouldn't be able to hide the reality of his excitement forever. If not for the faux privacy of the locker room in the first place, he might have already gotten in trouble for being inappropriate in a public space, but Ash wasn't going to tell on him.

In fact, it seemed he wasn't going to say much more at all, though his grin spoke volumes, and the weight of his eyes came to rest so heavily on Sieg's growing bulge that he worried his shorts might fall to the ground with the excess gravity.

"You don't waste much time, do you?" Sieg asked, trying to keep his phraseology as a thin veil over what he was considering doing.

"I never waste any, if I can help it," Ash confirmed. Draping the towel over his own shoulder and pushing a thumb into his waistline, he made it clear that his own shorts were coming down; his sweat-soaked tank top was already sitting in the locker, revealing the patches of magma-like fur upon his shoulders and upper back.

Even if he wasn't so curious in those markings, Sieg would have followed him...but there was something that much more enticing about Ash that put a little pep in the spotless canine's step.

"I'll try not to waste any either, then," Sieg assured him, as they moved past another half-open wall and into the clean, white tiles of the showers.

There were stall walls placed up between the showerheads, but in front of each was only a small opening, and none of them had doors: Sieg was going to have to find a little extra gumption if he was going to go through with everything, but he'd been matched up with the perfect partner for such an occasion.

Ash would give him plenty of incentive, seeing how they had a gap with no one else in the showers. The stalls would only provide a veil of privacy, at best, and people would know right away what two pairs of legs were doing so close together if they looked under the walls.

They had to be quick, and Ash was already gesturing Sieg over to the middle shower.

Quiet as their voices had fallen, there was a profound SMACK as Sieg walked past his fellow canine. He was lucky for the floor still being dry; he couldn't stop his paws from jumping across the tiles at the force of the swat.

Much as it left a subtle reminder in the form of a constant, nagging sting, Sieg was grinning to feel such intimate contact...and behind that blow, the message of Ash's intentions came through loud and clear.

Sieg had a change of clothes in his locker; he could afford to let Ash pull at the back of his shorts, knowing they'd be on the tiles a moment later. Boxer briefs that were stained a shade darker with sweat joined the growing pile of clothes, and as Ash stripped him from behind, Sieg reached for the wall and turned the knobs, immediately feeling a need for extra warmth.

Everything was happening so fast that the rush left Sieg gasping for air, more than he ever had when he was racking up the miles on the treadmill.

"Warm enough?" he asked, struggling for words as he looked back over his shoulder. He didn't realize just how much heat was already concentrated in his fellow canine, but he developed a quick appreciation for it when Ash stepped out of his shorts, and right into the small of Sieg's back.

His sheath was still containing the proper flesh of his cock, but the warmth of that fuzzy opening against the underside of Sieg's tail drew another gasp from the spotless wild dog. His mouth stayed open as he let out a quiet whimper, and when he didn't realize he was making the sound, Ash gave him a signal that he couldn't miss: a pair of fingers hooking around the side of his muzzle to stuff the space and flatten his tongue.

Ash was dominant , and Sieg was on board to let him take the reins in their risky affair.

"Probably not yet," Ash finally answered, feeling how stiff Sieg's body remained under his own. Their close quarters made it easy for Ash to read his reactions even when he couldn't see the look of nervous desire on Sieg's face; he preferred to feel such things anyway, and with the spittle from Sieg's own mouth, he traced a small trail around the end of the spotless canine's sheath, tickling the opening with dubious intent.

In such perfect unison, their cocks were starting to emerge from the warmth of their respective housings. Where Sieg felt his own being gripped delicately, he felt the weight and urgency of another from behind, until Ash was poking up and leaking precum into the underside of a warm, fluffy tail.

The heat from the water was just catching up to their exertion, but it would struggle to match their pace any longer than that.

"Maybe...m-maybe now?" Sieg asked, keeping the words and innuendos to a minimum. He knew Ash would pick up his intentions, but hammering the point home by pressing his palms against the wall was sure to deliver the message.

Ash gave a reply that was even harder to blur: the press of his palms against the small of Sieg's back, forcing his fellow canine to the wall, made it all too clear what was coming next.

"If you insist..."

Part of his style was letting a prospective partner dictate the pace in subtle ways, but when push came to shove, Ash was still the one in control; he'd make whatever moves he needed to in order to bring himself to climax, so long as his partner was willing.

Precum spilled away from his tip, with strands of it pulling up as Sieg lifted his tail completely...timid as he was about doing this in a public place, the spotless wild dog couldn't have been much more willing.

"Feels like you're the one insisting," Sieg murmured, but a glance over his shoulder couldn't hide the glaze of lust in his eyes. The weight of a tapered, canine tip against his backside closed those orbs in a brief wince, but there was unexpected relief in feeling the downright heated flesh of Ash's cock at the moment of penetration.

Sweat and precum were doing a surprisingly effective job of keeping things slick, and overt excitement made Sieg a bit more pliable than he would have been otherwise. His claws were already raking quietly at the tiles as the first few inches passed into his tight, eager tailhole, but tracks scraped through the grout when Ash stepped in closer and pinned the slightly smaller canine up to the wall.

The sheer force of that act was such a point of arousal that Sieg knew he was leaking precum onto his own tummy, but he quietly loved the feeling of the mess spraying up into the fluff on his abdomen; quietly, of course, being the operative word, as he couldn't keep a pathetic whimper from passing through his lips at the sudden move.

Like the dogs they were, the sense of urgency was already taking over, and once Ash found his mark, he simply couldn't miss it. With his stance spread just a little wider for balance, he was able to drape his arms over the inside of Sieg's thighs and keep him right where he wanted him, while finding a quick, satisfying pace for them to enjoy.

The passes weren't as rapid as he could manage: without ever having taking the heated wild dog before, Sieg could just tell that Ash was hiding an extra gear from him, but he didn't know how to get his fling to reveal that bit of extra effort.

As the showerhead rained on their bodies and provided just enough of an echo in the showers to keep their secret from anyone passing by the locker rooms, Sieg began panting with his subtle, but powerful efforts...his body refused to stay still when such a full, wonderful cock was pounding him from behind, and the recent memory of his dry spell kept him spurred and inspired through every move.

There just wasn't much room to move, but Sieg made the most of it and pumped back with all that he had, wanting to show Ash that he was up to snuff...and deserving of a second round when they didn't have so much risk surrounding the act.

Not that I'm complaining about the risk. This is so much fucking hotter than I thought it'd be, Sieg thought, realizing that this was one of the riskiest affairs he'd ever taken part of before...and moreover, it took almost no convincing to get him to play along and present himself to the brightly colored wild dog.

Ash was already proud of himself for getting his mark into bed so easily, but he didn't have much time to focus on his ego: every drop of blood in his body was flowing toward the tip of his cock, making it that much more sensitive to the warmth inside of Sieg.

He knew the spotless wild dog would have a higher body temperature from the recent workout, but he'd underestimated just how warm and tight the man would be in the first place.

Already, it was proving difficult to drag things out, and the growing echo of their gasping voices, the slap of their bodies and the drizzle of steamy water around them was making Ash comfortable in ways that he couldn't explain to Sieg...not during their first interaction, at least.

He still had plenty of secrets to share, but they could wait: nothing was more pressing than the emerging weight of his knot against Sieg's tight, but entirely willing orifice.

"Are...a-are you really gonna-

Ash wrapped his paw around Sieg's muzzle once more, knowing that the other canine would have said something out loud that would have gotten both of them in trouble, if it were overhead.

"Yes...j-just fucking enjoy it," Ash whispered to him, and against his palm, he could feel Sieg nodding every bit as rapidly as he did eagerly.

Having sex in the locker rooms of a public gym was a risky play in the first place, but it was paying dividends for both men, and in short order. Keeping Sieg silent meant that Ash was free to use his paw for other things, and right then, clenching both arms around the submissive canine and pounding him as hard as he could from behind was all the hellhound could think about.

Tough as it was to do so, he actually held back for a moment, just to enjoy the sight of his full knot being exposed to the air, coming so close to disappearing over and over again until the pleasure became too much to resist.

Looking back over his shoulder, pleading at Ash with half-lidded eyes, Sieg threw himself back at the hellhound with everything he had, until the plap of their bodies came to an abrupt and satisfying end.

The water descending upon them was just enough of a sound to keep the schlip of the knotting under wraps, but there was one more noise: a very soft, but high-pitched whimper from Sieg, who felt the most pleasant flood of warmth spreading across his insides and flooding his asshole, until he was sure that he'd spring a leak, even wit the impressive, satisfying knot plugging him up so completely.

Trembling in place and leaning against the wall, Sieg was relieved to feel Ash's presence pinning him to the spot and ensuring that if they'd be caught, they'd be caught together; there were plenty of other gyms for them to get kicked out of.