Sweaty Studs & Sexy Stallions: Gay Gym Fetish Mini Stories (erotic eBook teaser)
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The gym is a place for lust and fetish as well as merely working out, for what could be sexier than a bunch of studs pumping up their muscles, all hot and sweaty and ready for you? Nothing, of course!
They're hot and they're ready, burly and muscled, the studs grunting as they lift weights, re-racking barbells with a clang and a clatter, though no one cares for the noise. They only draw the good kind of attention to themselves, all in the best of ways.
But muscle-studs need relief too, some going nude, others getting their dicks out for the lusty bottom bois there that can't wait to get a taste of them in every hole...
Note: this is a collection of five mini stories at 1000 words each and contain anthro/furry characters that are consenting of the acts performed in the story.
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Sweaty Studs & Sexy Stallions
Gay Gym Fetish Mini Stories
Thank you for reading! This collection of five mini stories is available to purchase, worldwide, via Smashwords and Commiss.io!
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1089080
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Contents
Coach's Stallion Slut
"You know you can take more than that."
The burly, draft horse coach, Coach Jones, smirked as he ground his hips forward, loose jogging bottoms only pulled low enough to free his erection and heavy, swinging balls. His bay coat was rougher in places than it would have been on a younger stallion - but that was why he had the young stud on his knees before him, leaning back against the wall of the university locker room.
"Yes..."
The stud, his star player, whimpered around his cock, the younger stallion's blonde forelock falling over his eyes. He glowed and shone in every way, but Coach Jones had him there, right there and then, all for himself, shoving his dick down his throat, the fat, plump meat of a stud-cock demanding more that Troy would not have been able to take for himself if he'd been with someone, perhaps, of his own age.
Troy's head pounded, but all in a good way, his cock trapped in his workout trousers, the loose fabric doing nothing to hide the proud bulge there. Oh, he wanted it, so desperately, but coaches and students were not supposed to date and there was something in him too that thought that they probably weren't at all supposed to fuck each other's brains out either.
That didn't mean he didn't want to be there, in the locker room, the hard floor pressing up into his knees, begging for his coach's cock again and again. All he really needed was the heady slide of that fat stud-prick into his throat to forget about everything else in the world, his kind of submission another touch and break from reality that he could never have expected to glean for himself.
No, he knew what he loved, what he lusted for, and took every inch of that thick cock down his throat that he could, hacking and gulping, even though he didn't have a true gag reflex. It was one benefit to being a stallion, of course, but the feeling of something pushing down his throat like that was still wrong physically, even if right in every other way. The coach's fingers twisted into his mane, pushing on, demanding that he take it all, Troy's cheeks plumping out, trying to make room.
Yet there was something else that Coach Jones craved, lusting for him, rubbing the rougher, coarser hair on his chin, hips working.
"Unff... Get on all fours. Now."
There was no question to be had about it as his slut-stallion moaned and dropped to the ground in an instant, hips pushing back, assuming the position. It was telling of how many times over they had fucked and come together, though there was no stopping the moment as Coach Jones yanked down his joggers, exposing the pucker of his tail hole. Troy shoved his tail up and out of the way as he groaned, wanting his partner of the moment to have easy access, panting and heaving, wanting it all.
And he got it all, every inch, his coach powering over him, a large paw coming down beside his head. The thrust of that cock struck home and drove inside, slow inch after inch, stretching him out without any extra lubrication, that slutty hole taking him as well as it always did.
"You been fucking anyone else?" Coach goaded him. "You're loose..."
No, no... No, he couldn't have been loose, nickering, lowering his head, rolling his hips back. He had to grunt, had to groan, had to take every inch that Coach Jones had to offer. He craved it all, needing it, the bud of his tail hole stretching and straining, tightly clenching around his coach's tick. He groaned, nose brushing the tiled floor, submission trembling through every line of his body.
He had everything he needed as his coach's hot breath washed over the back of his neck, ruffling up the base of his mane, though he needed it all the more. He grunted and moaned and made every sound that he had never been able to make with any partner before, fucking mares and then realising, well...that he liked someone else, something else, instead.
But that was okay. That was why his coach, as he had been for so many things, was there to show him the way, grunting heavily, pushing on, the thick length of his cock burrowing deep. It knew what it wanted, driving in hard and fast, the thrusting grinds begging for a touch more, everything that the younger stud-stallion had to give and more.
All he had to deliver was the softness of his tail hole, relaxing, allowing him inside, deeper and deeper, harder and faster. Troy could have tried to rock back into those thrusts, but he had already given all that he had in him, submitting with a throaty nicker, nostrils fluttering weakly.
His cock throbbed, pushed into his grey joggers, but he was not present in the moment, mind drifting, only feeling. Only the rush of orgasm, everything too much for him, spending his load, brought him back to sharp reality, breath catching, the headiness of the moment swarming him, swamping him, dragging him down into such pits of lust that he doubted he could ever claw his way back out of it.
But that was alright. That was right where he wanted to be as Coach Jones powered into him, grunting heavily, dominating him so easily that it was as if it took no effort at all from the older stud-stallion. He heaved and groaned and rolled his hips, smacking into the smaller stallion's backside, but there was no drop of cum to be held back as he finally blasted out a neigh of orgasm, slamming into him, powering and driving, a feral creature in the heat of the present moment.
His slut was there to take every drop too, deeper and deeper, his cock rammed deep, not a single pearl of creamy seed flowing out of that tight hole. He had to stay still, panting heavily, though the shuddering gasps of breath were all for Coach Jones as his hide rippled with heat, desperate for it all and taking what was his due.
His stallion slut needed to be fucked again and again and he had just the cock to train Troy right.
Troy groaned.
He'd always be the coach's slut-pony for as long as he'd have him.
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Thank you for reading! This collection of five mini stories is available to purchase, worldwide, via Smashwords and Commiss.io!
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Double Penetration Whore
Beau's head pounded, on his back, the beastly stallion under him, though the stag felt far too small, far too insignificant, in comparison to him. He had no muscle, barely anything at all, while the powerful albino stallion with a thick load of feather around his fetlocks rippled with it. Every inch of him was hard and wet with sweat after his workout and he lusted for more, lusted for something that he knew he deserved.
The stag grunted throatily, but there was a paw closed around his muzzle, holding him there, a fat dick questing for entry to his tail hole. Someone else, a looming beast of a grey stallion dappled through with soft markings, grasped his slender cock, stroking the deer's length, even if it was not the main attraction from them. Every inch of the studs looming over Beau dominated the scene, bulging and swelling with muscle, the cremello white stallion under him grunting, snorting, nuzzling at the back of his neck.
"Mmmph... You're ripe to fuck, hot stuff..."
But Beau was not so sure that he wanted any choice in that matter, moaning out loud, that fat length pressing up to his tail hole. There was only one place for it to go as he tried to rock his hips down but, lying on top of the stallion in the sweaty heat of the gym had him hard and ready, tail hole softening to open around that demanding length.
Everything was there, his body ripe for the taking as the stud had said, but he didn't have just the one cock to deal with - oh no. That would have been too easy, far too easy, grunting and panting as the grey stud pressed in over Beau, his hocks flexing as he dipped down low enough to tease his dick up against the other stallion's.
Beau's breath caught but the slam of bars back into the racks of cages in the gym was not enough to shock anyone out of what was to happen right there on the Olympic lifting set up, hard boards and matting under the cremello stud's back. His pink lips played with Beau's antlers, stifling a groan, as the grey stud's cock bore in too, driving deep, forcing in alongside the first length to give the stag twice the penetration.
"Ohhh, oh, fuck!"
Beau squirmed and howled, cock throbbing and twitching as if it was about to jet off a load of cum right then and there but he was not there for his pleasure, not as they used his slutty hole.
"Unff... Loose enough to take both of us?"
The grey stallion kissed him fiercely, looming over him, driving his cock in with the white stallion's, though Beau would never get their names. In fact, he would never see them again after that day when they fucked him rampantly, his tail hole raw, but that was okay as his head spun, cock drooling more and more pre-cum, slipping into seed in a kind of orgasm that he had never before thought was possible from just being penetrated.
Learning something new, every day...
But it was different, his entire body taken over by the studs as they fucked him, pounding, thrusting, grinding. They did not think of his pleasure, only what his body could do for them, needing it more and more, hard lines defining their bodies. The snorting masses of the stallions overwhelmed Beau as he moaned out loud into the grey horse's muzzle, tongues tangling, though there was no question who the dominant party in the kiss was. Even as he played his part in filling the deer's slut-hole, he forced Beau's head back in the kiss, moaning into his mouth.
He was there for them, a hole to be fucked and filled, his ring burning from the strain but loving it all the same. It was not a sensation that he would have given up for any manner of comfort or other pleasure, lusting too viciously, a driving need powering up from deep in his gut. It was feral and it was raw and it only came forth from the strain of two cocks pounding his backside both at once.
It was his chance to burn in ecstasy, splattering his own stomach in cum, though the studs were not yet down, others clustering around to watch the show, the scent of sex and sweat powering on. It was intoxicating in the best of ways as the stallions ground together, claiming his tail hole, stretching him out to such an extent that Beau even wondered if his backside would be the same again.
What did it matter? Nothing mattered, not as the stallions thrust out of time, need rising, pumping through, desire curling up from the pits of their stomachs. They knew what they needed and how to take it, grunting thickly, ears twitching, tails proudly lashing the air.
No one would ever know, however, which of the stallions was the first to reach their high, only that Beau twisted, breaking his lips free, grunting and groaning weakly, lips moving far more than any sound that passed them. He cried out as ropes of hot seed, one cock after the other, filled his backside, deeper than ever, so much cum pumping into him that it was a wonder indeed that the stag had ever before considered anything that had come from his own cock an orgasm at all.
No, it was more potent when it was filling him, their cocks making an obvious swell in his lower abdomen, though the pump of their cum made it even more obvious, thicker and fuller, swollen with seed. He was no more than a vessel for their cum, a toy to be used, and, frankly, there was nowhere else that the stag would have rather been.
He groaned, head swimming, stretched beyond every limit that he'd thought he'd had. Not a drop of cum trickled from his tail hole, stretched as he was, panting heavily, sweat dripping from the stallion above him.
"Mmmph, such a good fuck."
Beau shivered.
What more could he ask to be?
He'd be a whore for two stallion dicks any day.
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i Thank you for reading! This collection of five mini stories is available to purchase, worldwide, via Smashwords and Commiss.io!
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1089080
Commiss.io: https://commiss.io/listings/WEA5
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Thank you for reading!
If you enjoyed this story, please take a look at my website, where similar stories are listed by kink!
https://alismitsy.wordpress.com/
All new releases will be announced via my Twitter account!
@alismitsy
I am also available for custom stories, tailored to your preferred nuances and characters. Please e-mail the following address for further information.
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