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Anthony's finger's trembled as he reached up for the pull wire, giving it a tug and signaling the driver. The bus pulled into the stop and Anthony stepped out into the brisk winter air, pulling his hoodie a little tighter around his head as he walked. The silver fox wasn't keen on being spotted by anyone he knew right now, and even given all the snow on the ground, in the city that was no guarantee that people wouldn't be out and about. He didn't have any issues with being seen in this part of the city - a vibrant and well established gay neighborhood - but rather with where he was headed.

It was his first time visiting the neighborhood's infamous bathhouse, and he was still a bit embarrassed about it.

Which didn't make a lot of sense when he thought about it. Every patron that went in there was looking for the same thing, and it wasn't like any of those guys would hold it against him. And certainly, nobody in the neighborhood would give it a second thought. But even still, a small part of him couldn't help but feel nervous as he walked up the steps and went inside.

The entrance was fairly simple. A small lobby with a reception booth set behind a window, a couple chairs and sofas, a set of bathrooms and a sturdy looking door set into the wall on each side of reception. Pride flags hung from the walls - like so many places in the neighborhood - and after the biting cold of a New England winter, the warmth of the lobby was a welcome relief.

Anthony quickly walked up to the counter, pulling out his wallet as he went. He didn't want to stay out here longer than he had to, lest he lose his nerve and leave.

"Good evening!" said the husky sitting behind the reception desk. "I haven't seen you around here before; first time?"

Anthony nodded. The husky couldn't have been any older than him; maybe even a year or two younger. Already seeing someone so close to his own age here gave him pause for a moment, but the fox shook it off.

"Well then, I'll need to see some id, and then we can take care of the entry fee. Will that be cash or card?"

"Cash today, please," said Anthony, sliding his driver's license to the dog, along with his money.

"Sure thing," said the bubbly husky, taking them both and entering the vulpine's info into his computer. "If you decide you'd like a membership, just let me know on your way out and we'll get you all setup." He passed the fox his id back, giggling at the look on Anthony's face at the thought of become a member at a place like this. "Follow the hallway straight back to the locker room, and if you need anything, just ask for Blake and I'll be happy to help you. Enjoy yourself, hot stuff."

Anthony blushed as the dog winked at him before pressing a button beside him. The fox heard the door beside them unlatch, and he hurried through. As it swung shut behind him, any noise still spilling in from the city outside was cut off, leaving him standing alone in a short empty hallway with a door at each end.

Reaching out, Anthony's hand stopped just before the door. Taking a breath to steady himself, he pushed it open and stepped through.

As the door swung shut behind him, Anthony was honestly a bit surprised. He wasn't really sure just what he'd been expecting, but a fairly normal looking locker room wasn't it. Oh sure, the lockers where much nicer than any he'd seen before, being made of a beautiful dark wood rather than traditional metal, but still, it wasn't terribly different from some gyms he'd been to.

Until he heard the obvious sounds of a blowjob coming from somewhere nearby.

Without thinking, he looked down a row of lockers towards the source of the sound, and was greeted with the sight of a sandy furred rabbit pressed up against a locker while a tiger was on his knees, hungrily sucking the bunny's cock and cupping the moaning male's ass with his big, powerful paws. The tiger was also apparently very happy to be snacking on rabbit dick, given that his own cock was standing proud between his legs and his tail was lashing lazily behind him. Hearing him gasp, the pair looked over at Anthony, getting a surprised moan from the bunny and a friendly wink from the tiger before he went back to his task. Blushing furiously, Anthony hurried further into the locker room until he found an isolated corner that didn't have many occupied lockers and took a seat on the bench.

Anthony took a moment to collect himself, letting the tent in his pants go down enough for him to get changed. He opened a locker and set his shoes inside, followed quickly by his shirt and pants. Looking around to make sure he was still alone, Anthony quickly shucked off his boxers and pulled on a pair of swim trunks. They weren't technically against the rules, though he was pretty sure he'd be the only guy wearing any. The fox just wasn't sure he was ready to go through this in only a towel. At least the trunks might offer a bit of security in keeping his cock under control.

Wrapping a white towel tightly around himself, covering the bottom of his slight belly down to around his knees and hiding his trunks, Anthony set his boxers and bag in the locker. Locking it, he slid the elastic band holding the key around his ankle where it would be safely out of the way. He pulled the elastic tie from around his wrist and quickly pulled his silver-blonde hair back into a loose bun before slowly walking through the locker room and towards the door leading deeper into the bathhouse. He went through immediately, not wanting to give himself a chance to wimp out.

The room he entered actually looked like a fairly standard bar with some seating and tables spread around the room. Minus the extremely suggestive posters on the walls, there didn't seem to be much sexual about it. There were a number of men in here just chatting and drinking and eating, most of them wearing towels identical to the fox's. As he exited down a hallway leading away from the bar, he felt the heat rising in his cheeks when he spotted the snow leopard lounging back in one booth. Though the angle of the table meant that Anthony couldn't get a good view of the action, it was obvious the feline was enjoying the oral attentions of the man on his knees under the table.

Passing through a hallway with several rooms on either side, Anthony was greeted by sounds of pleasure coming from several of the closed doors, and a couple open ones as well whose occupants clearly didn't mind an audience. After exploring a bit more - and getting more than an eyeful of men in various stages of fucking - Anthony found himself having looped back around to another entrance to the locker room. This one lead into a large tiled area that made up one side of locker room, filled with shower heads and amazingly a few stalls for those who wanted some privacy.

What struck his fancy though were the doors set along a short hallway near the showers, which Anthony turned down. The corridor was lined with beautiful wood, with small signs marking each door. Though there were several to choose from, the fox selected the sauna at the far end of the hall past all the others. Heading inside, he found it deserted, and settled onto one of the benches, sighing as the heat started to work into him.

For several minutes, he was able to enjoy himself in the relaxing heat of the sauna. Being at the end of the hallway furthest from the entrance, he had hoped that who make it less likely that other patrons would come in, giving him a chance to collect himself after everything he had seen. Unfortunately, it seemed his wasn't the only one who thought this sauna would be empty, because a few minutes after he sat down, the door swung open again, briefly letting in a chill before it swung closed and the heat started to build up again.

Of course, given what he was seeing, Anthony hardly needed the sauna to feel the heat rising in his face once again.

The wolf had to be at least six feet tall, probably more. Easily bigger than the fox in every way. He had a bit of a gut on him, but the muscles bulging in his arms and legs made it clear there was nothing out of shape about him. He was covered head to toe in lustrous black fur that was starting to go grey around the muzzle. And Anthony could see this very clearly because the man was as naked as the day he was born, his white towel slung around his neck.

There was another advantage to the wolf being naked - there was no way you could ignore him, because his dark fur meant it was impossible to the way his dick hung when he walked. As the man strolled in and took a seat, laying his towel on one of the other benches before sitting down, he adjusted himself, letting his dick rest against his thigh, spreading his legs to give his furry sac enough room to rest heavily on the wooden seat beneath him.

It was all Anthony could do not to stare at it, though he couldn't stop his eyes from continuing to dart to the older man's groin. That had to be at least six inches of mouth-watering pink penis, just lying there for all the world to see. He was package just as much as the fox was, and the wolf wasn't even hard. How big would it get when he was? Anthony could help but think about it, but apparently that kept him staring at the lupine's cock for a bit too long. When he realized what he was doing, he quickly looked away, blushing hard and doing his best not to look at the wolf again.

But the lupine had other ideas.

"Feel free to look all you like," said the wolf. "If I didn't want guys seeing me, I'd keep covered up."

"I-I didn't mean to stare..."

The wolf chuckled. "Relax, kid. There's not a guy here that would resent you looking. That's what we're here for, after all. What's your name?

"Anthony," said the fox.

"Name's Damien," said the wolf. "First time?"

Anthony nodded. "Uh-huh."

"My lucky day," said Damien. "You'll be able to relax more the more you visit; once you get used to everything you'll hardly be phased by anything you see here. Though it seems a shame for you to be wound so tight in a place like this."

He reached over, slowly stroking the fox's hair, before moving down to stroke his leg through his towel.

"If you like, I'd be more than happy to help you get a little relief."

Anthony's tail bushed out and his ears splayed, his blush threatening to set his fur on fire.

"Wh-what!?"

Damien smiled in a way only wolves seemed to be able to pull off, looking both predatory and lustful without being too threatening.

"You're not going to try to tell me you aren't thinking about it, are you? I see the way you've been staring at my dick." The wolf reached down and wrapped his fingers around his cock, shamelessly stroking himself as he continued to talk. "And you wouldn't be here if you weren't interested. Tell you what, why don't we start off slow? Just open up that towel and let me see what you're packing."

Anthony wasn't sure what to do. He was nervous about the wolf's blatant advances, but he was also just so fucking horny! This wolf was exactly his type - an older man with obvious experience, a nice muscle gut and one hell of a cock. A true daddy wolf if ever there was one. And despite his nerves, there was just no way Anthony could turn down the chance to hook up with such a perfect specimen of a man as this wolf.

Getting slowly to his feet, Anthony got a confused look from the wolf before he opened his towel and set it back on the bench. When he saw the fox's trunks, Damien couldn't help but laugh warmly.

"Damn, you really are a first-timer aren't you?" Damien smirked. "That's adorable. Don't you worry. By the time we're done, you'll never want to wear those things again; they only slow down the fun." He continued stroking his cock, with was slowly growing longer as he stiffened. "No be a good lad and get those thing off. Daddy wants to see what his boy's got."

Anthony slowly undid the tie holding his trunk up, pausing for a moment. He wasn't really considering this, was he? But one look at the wolf slowly stroking all eight inches of stiff pink penis in his grip removed any doubt he still had. Besides, it wouldn't be such a big deal with just the two of them in here. No different than when he'd hooked up with guys in their dorm rooms. Hooking his thumbs in his waistband, he yanked his trunks down and stepped out of them, tossing them onto the bench with his towel.

Damien's eyes roamed over the fox's body, licking his lips slowly and hungrily, making Anthony shiver at the look of blazing lust on the wolf's face. He spun a finger slowly in the air, and Anthony turned in place, letting the wolf get a look at him.

The fox was perfect. His slight belly just made him look so cute and huggable, and his ass was plump and perfect and looked oh-so-fuckable. And the fox was fully hard, six inches of cut cock jutting out from between his legs, a beautiful contrast against the black and silver patterns of the younger male's fur.

"God damn, that' one sexy body you've got there," said Damien. The wolf sat up, spreading his legs and beckoning the fox closer with a finger. "Come to Daddy, cutie. He's got a treat for you."

By this point, Anthony was far too horny to resist the siren song of the handsome wolf and his big dick. He stepped up in front of Damien, slowly slipping down between the wolf's spread legs until his face was level with the older man's dick. It was pleasantly thick, promising a nice stretch without going too far. But what really had Anthony's attention was the length of it. Fully hard, the wolf was eight inches long, a full two more than the fox, and the look and scent of it had Anthony eager for a taste.

Damien didn't need to say anything. All it took was rubbing the leaking head of his cut cock against the fox's lips once before the vulpine open his muzzle and starting sinking down, groaning hungrily as he ran his tongue along the underside of Damien's cock, the flavor of the wolf's dick flooding his senses. Damien's hand came down to rest on his head, pushing him a bit further down but mostly holding him in place, gently scratching behind the fox's ears.

"Fuck, you've got a good tongue," said Damien, smirking when Anthony looked up at him, his cheeks bulging around the wolf's penis. "Well, don't let me stop you. Be a good boy and suck Daddy's dick. Do a good job, and my sexy little fox will get a reward," he added with a growl.

Unable to take the wolf's entire cock in his mouth, Anthony wrapped his hands around what he couldn't swallow and started to bob his head up and down, sucking and licking happily at the wolf's dick. It had been far too long since he'd gotten laid, and with such a sexy male at his disposal he couldn't resist nearly choking himself as he did his best to swallow Damien's dick whole.

He pulled back, leaving just the head in his mouth, working his hands along the slick shaft and teasing his tongue along the sensitive rim of the wolf's glans. Precum was spilling out quickly, and Anthony swallowed it just as fast, milking the wolf's cock to give him more, moaning at the taste before sinking down again. He took the wolf as deep into his throat as he could, looking up at him and swallowing hard, massaging Damien's dick with his throat. That got a happy growl from the wolf.

"Holy shit! Ha ha, you really do know how to suck a dick, don't you boy? Like the tasted of Daddy's dick, don't you?"

Anthony couldn't answer with the wolf holding him down on his cock, but he nodded as best he could, his tail wagging happily behind him.

"Well then, let me give you some more."

He tightened his grip on Anthony's head, and started bouncing the fox's head in his lap, lifting his hips to meet him whenever he pushed the younger male down, fucking his face and making them both moan. Anthony was in erotic overload. Here he was, naked and getting his face fucked by some well-hung daddy wolf in a public place, and the only thing he could think to do was reach down and start jerking himself off, eagerly adding to the thrill he was feeling. He done things like this plenty of times, but never in a public place, where anyone could walk in at any time and find him with his lips around another guys cock. But despite himself, that just made everything so much hotter.

Damien increased his pace, working every inch he could into the fox's tight throat, growling happily all the way.

"God fucking damn, that's a good mouth! Fuck kid, I'm so glad I got to you first. And you're glad too, aren't you? Glad Daddy found you so you could suck his cock like a sweet little bitch. Hope you're ready, boy! Swallow, swallow it! Grrrr, Swallow. It. All!"

Damien threw his head back and howled, forcing Anthony as far down as his cock as he could before he came. His balls throbbed heavily on the bench, jumping with every throb of his cock as he emptied himself down the younger male's throat. He pulled back some after the first couple shots, making sure to give Anthony a good taste. The fox did his best to keep up, but it was just so much. He couldn't stop some of the wolf's cum from spilling down his chin and matting his fur. Anthony gurgled and gulped as he swallowed the wolf's cum, his body shaking as the taste pushed him over the edge and he came, his cum splatting wetly against the side of the bench and the floor.

Damien sagged back on the bench, sighing happily as he slowly pulled Anthony off his cock, leaving the fox coughing and gasping for breath.

"Fuck, I needed that," said the wolf. He looked down at Anthony, spotting the cum dripping from the fox's still hard cock. "I take it you enjoyed yourself?"

"Oh, fuck yes," panted Anthony, his tail still wagging swiftly. "I'm so glad I came here. Do you think--eeEEP!"

The fox jumped when he heard voices outside, but quickly settled down when he realized they were moving away from them.

Damien arched an eyebrow. "Are you really that spooked about somebody walking in on us? What exactly is it you think they'd see they haven't seen before? Not like it'd be the first time they saw a guy getting head in here. Fuck, it wouldn't even be the first time they saw me getting head in here."

"It's just, I've never done something like this with an audience before," said Anthony. "It's always been a one-on-one situation."

That gave Damien an idea.

"Well, you did such a good job of sucking Daddy's cock, I think you more than earned that reward." He tilted Anthony's face up to look at him. "Feel like getting fucked?"

Anthony's face burned red, his cock going so hard it ached. "Yes!"

"Yes what?" asked Damien. "I think you know what I want to hear."

Anthony's ears pushed down against his head, but that didn't stop him from saying it.

"Please... Daddy... fuck me."

"Good boy," said Damien, getting to his feet. "Just one thing I need to do before we get started."

Pulling Anthony to his feet, the wolf grabbed his towel before spinning the fox around and using it to bind the fox's hands behind his back.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

"There, good and tight," said Damien, patting Anthony on the rear before grabbing the fox's trunks and towel. "Now my naughty little fox won't jerk himself off while Daddy has his fun." He reached out and grabbed the fox's cock, making Anthony moan as he gave the younger male a couple of teasing strokes. "Now be a good boy and come with Daddy. It's time to take you for your reward!"

"W-wait...what!?" exclaimed Anthony.

But there was nothing he could do to stop the wolf from opening the door to the sauna and taking hold of the fox's penis, using it to pull him along like a leash as Damien left the sauna and headed for the showers.

Anthony tried desperately to get his hands free before they stepped out of the wood-lined hallway, but the wolf had bound him too tightly for him to get loose. His tail snapped between his legs as he was pulled into the shower area by his dick, blushing like mad at all the men they passed along the way, several of whom called out to them as they passed, getting friendly replies from Damien and embarrassed squeaking from Anthony. Squeaking that only got louder when a handful of the men they passed reached out of cup or pinch his rear.

Damien never let go of him, even while he tossed the fox's trunks and towel on a bench and stepped up to one of the shower stalls, turning the water on and getting the temperature just right before stepping in. He pulled Damien along with him, and the fox hoped that the wolf would be merciful enough to close the curtain to give them a little privacy. Instead, he let go of Anthony's cock and grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, pushing his chest against the wall and forcing him to look out of the stall at all the men watching them.

Men that became much more interested when Damien grabbed the base of his fluffy tail and hiked it up out of the way before pressing his dick against the fox's tailhole. He had only a moment's warning before Damien started pushing in, slowly but steadily spreading the squirming, squealing fox open on nine inches of hot, stiff wolf dick. Anthony's head snapped back, a loud moan escaping him when he felt the lupine's hips press against his rear and realized he'd taken every inch the wolf had, leaving him feeling so very, very full.

Damien bent over him, pressing his chest to the fox's back.

"That's a good boy. So nice and tight around Daddy's big dick. Unff, yeah, that's the good stuff!" He growled, grinding his hips against Anthony's ass, enjoying the way the young vulpine squeezed down on him and moaned when he started moving. "That's it, moan for Daddy. Let everybody hear how much you like having my cock up your ass."

Holding Anthony in place, Damien started thrusting, happily humping away at the wriggling fox, gripping his scruff in his teeth and growling happily, lost oil the bliss of a tight ass massaging his cock. For the vulpine, he was torn between embarrassment and arousal so powerful he thought he would burst. He wouldn't have chosen to get fucked in full view like this. But as more and more men gather neat the shower, shamelessly jerking off as they watched the fox get fucked. His eyes rolled back in his head as he came, moaning loudly, ass spasming around the wolf as the fox was pushed to the first handsfree orgasm of the night.

The first, but as the wolf kept on humping, Anthony knew it wouldn't be the last.