The Gym Rhino

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Muscle in the Locker Room

Gavin grunted, setting the bar back on the rack, the rhino sweating heavily. Though his species did not sweat, as they did not possess the glands for it, that did not mean that his body did not heat up when he was working out. And the bench press was still one of his most challenging lifts after he was still recovering from a rather stupid injury. It was always the way, doing something awkward when one was not thinking about it, though the rhino was at least pleased to getting back up near his old weights for the upper body.

He sat up slowly, taking a damp cloth, cooled with ice water, and running it over his chest, around his shoulders. It was the easiest way to cool down when he did not sweat, though his friends often joked that he should have been rolling around and wallowing in a mud puddle to cool down like his ancestors. But anthros were not like the creatures that they had come from, many of which still roamed the world in feral forms. Yet they were far removed from the anthros who had evolved, in some ways, from their kind.

Gavin had noticed, however, the stares he was getting, from one particular zebra. The zebra didn't have as much bulk on him as the rhino did, but few did - it was just a feature of his build. But it was rather different to see someone at the gym that was from his country, even though they still spoke with different British accents, both clearly from different parts of the country and dialects. Gavin, however, kept his voice low as the zebra caught his eye, sweating through his loose workout T-shirt, flicking one ear.

"Hey," the zebra greeted him, panting lightly, as he was also between sets, though using the rack of dumbbells set up next to the rigs from which the big lifts could most easily be performed. "I see you around a lot in here, I'm Perry."

Gavin could not help but chuckle throatily, rubbing the back of his neck. He wasn't put out by being stared at when he was topless, heavier than usual with a thicker layer of fat helping with the appearance of his muscle gut.

"Is that a come-on line?" He shot back, a quirk to his lips. "Nice to meet you, Perr. I'm Gavin. Not lifting as much as I used to though."

The zebra's ropey tail swung back and forth, Gavin's eyes flicking down and then back up again just as quickly. Something sparked there, tension crackling pleasantly between them, but he didn't want to jump the gun too soon, in case he had not read things as he should have.

"Can be if you want it to be," Perry said, as quick as Gavin was, at least when it came to his tongue. "But you look great anyway, I wouldn't have guessed that you were... What, injury, I guess?"

He was referring to the reason behind Gavin not lifting as much as he had, the rhino nodding to indicate that he was right.

And maybe it was too quick, or maybe it was something about the way that the zebra looked at him, how he hovered, leaning back, all as if he was trying to take in as much of Gavin as was possible for him to do with his eyes alone. Perr's fingers twitched, taking on his new nickname from the rhino like a champ, and, well, Gavin went well past his allotted gym time.

What the rhino had not expected, however, was to end up in a dark corner of the changing rooms, the lockers behind him, the hour late enough that there were only a couple of other guys still left at the gym. It was cold in there and Gavin hissed through his teeth as the zebra folded not his arms as if he belonged there, grunting thickly in the back of his throat, tail swinging hypnotically back and forth.

"Mmm..."

The zebra's lips lipped and pulled teasingly at his neck, though the rougher, tougher skin of the rhino's body was not so easily stimulated. It forced Perry to use his teeth and Gavin grunted, a shuddering gasp working its way out of his chest.

But the zebra seemed to know more than well enough what he wanted, using his teeth to rake and tease as he sank down Gavin's body, all the way down until he was on his knees before the rhino. The rhino spread his legs a little, just enough to bring him down a little bit, knees bending, all so that Perry could get his cock out of his shorts more easily.

"Ah, fuck... You're huge!"

There was no compliment like that for a guy - as long as the bloke that the compliment came from could handle such a length, of course. And Perr didn't seem to mind at all as the thick, grey length of the rhino's cock swelled, the skin pulling back a little from the head, though his cock was uncut. The meat of his length was so big that the zebra had to use both hands to get his fingers all the way around, though it was not so large, of course, that Perr would not have been able to take him up under his tail.

That was what Gavin was hoping, after all...

But he was satisfied to lean back against the lockers with a dull, metallic thump, fist flung back over his head as if he was searching for purchase, something to hold him firm and in place. His other hand came down and twisted roughly into Perr's upright black mane as he suckled on the head of the rhino's cock, Gavin's nuts still hidden away back in his shorts. After all, there was no telling if someone was going to come upon them and they had to be aware, the zebra's ears flicking back and forth, catching every little sound.

Yet Perr certainly felt as if he was focusing completely on the rhino's cock, sucking it down and parting his lips widely to take the meat within. One thing about his species was that they did not possess a gag reflex and the zebra more than took advantage of that as he took Gavin's cock down his throat. He swallowed reflexively around it, eyes watering ever so slightly - though that was from the stretch and not the need to gag.

"Oh, fuck..."

Who would have thought that just a trip to the gym that evening, winding down after a hard day at work, could have turned out quite like that? Not that Gavin minded in the slightest, hoping very much that the zebra would be willing to give him his number afterwards, grunting and rolling his hips forward to spear even more of his meat into the zebra's throat.

Perr swallowed and gulped around him, leaning forward, one hand on the rhino's hip, though he did not stop him from thrusting. It was more as if he wanted some stability, needing to know where he was, though Gavin could only imagine just how his head was swimming at that moment. He had switched often enough to know just how lusciously drunk a guy could get on sucking cock, even if he was keener than ever to feel just what heat lay under that swinging tail of the zebra's too.

He wanted it, craved it, yearning for more. A stomp of his hard hoof rang out on the ground and the zebra moaned around him, bobbing his head, though Gavin dragged him back and forth even more swiftly, intent on the blistering intensity of the pleasure rolling through him. His cock slickened up with the zebra's drool, though he wanted more so much more, grunting and curling forward, hunching a bit, over Perry's head to thrust harder.

"Fuck... Your mouth..."

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