Sex Between Sets

Aydin growled, his long, striped tail lashing back and forth as the tiger paused between sets. His thighs burned from front squats, where he took the bar across his collarbones, his paws facing away from his body where he curled his fingers around the bar and bent his wrists back. It was a tricky lift to master as it required more flexibility in the wrists and strength there, needing a greater level of skill than simply picking a dumbbell up and setting it down again. Frankly, a lot of the bigger, compound lifts required more focus and practise than many appreciated or realised.

The tiger slipped out of his shirt, ignoring the fact that the fur across his traps was ruffled from doing back squats earlier too, even though he was coming to the end of his workout. The knurling on the barbell tended to pull out little bits of his fur, though scrapes like that were all normal when it came to lifting. Hell, even Aydin had scraped up his shins when doing deadlifts, though he tried not to be too rough on himself as much as he could.

He didn't want to sacrifice his physical fitness and muscle building for temporary appearances, however, not in the slightest. He'd rather build his muscle, to fill out his already round shoulders even more, to see just how he could get his quads to bulge. All muscle was functional too, of course, for he'd probably never get to where he was trying to lean down and cut fat, more in it to see what he could do. For physical appearances, he could more than do what he wanted in that gym.

Yet Aydin focused on someone else, something else, as he finished his last set, rubbing his rest, his legs burning. He scratched his lower stomach, letting out a low growl in the near deserted gym. There was only one other there and he had been teasing and taunting Aydin for too long.

The okapi, an ungulate with a longer neck than usual and sleek, glossy brown fur - short enough that it was merely hair in a shiny coat - bent over, stretching out a hamstring that was already well stretched out already. His tail was thin and ropey, with a small tuft of hair at the end, his legs striped as if he had zebra heritage. Yet the okapi species, with their longer necks and twisting, flexible tongues, were more akin to giraffes, living in a different terrain and environment.

Aydin growled, tail lashing. Ten at night. No one else was there. That was fine. That was more than fine, that was just as the tiger wanted it to be. For it was high time they settled this "thing" that lay between them.

He knew the okapi. His name was Eli and he had been teasing Aydin for weeks already. He wore tighter and tighter shorts every time Aydin saw him, casting him knowing looks back over his shoulder, smirking and toying with him. It was not as if Aydin could do anything to make a move, besides chatting to Eli, in public, of course, though the feline ached to grope him, to slide his enormous paw over the okapi's nicely round, toned rump.

Eli grinned, swinging his towel back over his shoulder as he strutted by. The okapi was shirtless too, but there was nothing unusual about that, oh no. His shorts, however, barely covered his upper thighs, as if the pockets would have hung out past the legs if they had been the kind of stretchy shorts that had pockets, though Aydin was far too concerned with taking in the okapi with his eyes.

"Mmm..."

"Like what you see, stripes?"

Aydin grunted, a smirk tugging at his lips.

"You think you'd be more careful of my fangs, Eli," he drawled out, standing and rubbing off any lingering sweat from his palms on his bare thighs, shorts falling back into place to the point above his knees. "Considering that you're soft, flexible... I could bend you over my knee right here and do just as I like to you."

Eli grinned, offering Aydin a look at his crotch, the bulge there rising, growing softly. And it was quite a bulge indeed, even if it was not a bulge that the tiger had any intention of taking. With just how the okapi had been waving his arse in his face for so long, there was only one thing on Aydin's mind.

"Oooh, showing your fangs? Kinky," Eli laughed, blowing Aydin a kiss. "If you think you've got what it takes, it's quiet enough...now. You can follow me to the showers, if you like. Earn your stripes and all that."

Aydin didn't think that Eli fully understood what that saying meant - hell, did it even matter? He was hot on the okapi's heels in a heartbeat of a moment, his heart pounding, breath raking through his windpipe, lungs heaving just to get something near enough air in his lungs. His shoes squeaked as he followed Eli, though he didn't need to go as quickly as he was, trying to close the distance between the okapi and him.

He already knew where they were going and stripped off his long shorts the moment they stepped into the locker room, dropping them on the ground. His jockstrap swiftly followed, revealing his sheath and balls, a softly barbed cock swiftly making itself known.

Eli had already gone ahead, straight into the communal showers, though there was no one else there. As the hiss of water greeted him, the okapi turning the showers on, he took a moment, rubbing his cock from base to tip and back again.

It was a good cock, though not as smoothly skinned as many would have liked to take it up under their tails. The barbs were soft and pliable - reminiscent of what his species would have had many, many years ago, though pleasure was the name of the game those days, not breeding need. After all, Aydin would never have been interested in breeding.

It was just guys. Guys and only guys. Sure, he played with his backdoor entrance too, but he much preferred topping, despite pleasure and stimulation back there being good too.

The head of his cock tapered softly, glistening with a drop of pre-cum. A moderate number of chunky, fleshy barbs layered his cock with more around the base, near the tuck of his sheath, his balls hanging fat and heavy below. His fluffy sack would have hidden the light definition between his nuts if they had not been as full as they were, yet he had been holding back in pursuit of the okapi for so long that he ached furiously.

"Unff... You know you're in for it..."

Aydin licked his lips, thrusting down his need as he took control of himself once more, strutting into the showers with all the poise and desire that he held in paw. The tiger's tail swung deviously between him, flicking back and forth, as he stalked his prey, though Eli was already waiting for him.

And the okapi looked simply divine as he stood under the water, his large ears slipped back a little, wiggling faintly, water streaming over his muzzle, darkening the hair across his chest. His cock rose to attention, dark and a little slimmer than Aydin's, though no one could ever have cared about size at a time like that. The rounded tip of his cock pressed into Eli's paw as the okapi smirked seductively and thumbed it, smearing away a drop of pre-cum before the hot water washed it away.

"Why don't you come get me then?" The okapi breathed, lips barely parted, a soft whuffle on his lips. "You've been slavering over me for so long, wanting to claim me, to take me..."

Aydin snarled. With such an open offer laid out before him, the tiger lunged for Eli, seeing only his prey, led by his throbbing dick. His shaft felt as if it was going to burst with desire, yet he had the okapi, finally, in his arms in a moment, pinning him back to the wall. His tail lashed and he purred throatily as he claimed him, caging Eli in against the wall with his arms while he rolled his hips against the okapi.

"Mmm... Yes, this is what I wanted," he growled, lips breaking into a true smile, relief flooding him at finally having his needs met. "Yes... I need you, little slut. You've been taunting me with that rump of yours. And I all I've been thinking about was grabbing you by the tail and dragging you back on my dick so I can fuck that arse of yours..."

Eli quivered and moaned as Aydin's sharp teeth nipped at his throat, playing with him just as the okapi had teased the tiger for so long. Payback had to be given, after all, in due course, but it was the kind of payback that both were going to enjoy: exceedingly so.

"Oh... Mmm... Yes, sir..."

The okapi trembled, knees buckling, yet Aydin was right there to pin him with his paw on his shoulder, holding him back firmly to the wall. His paw raked down, careful of his short claws, and he grasped Eli's cock confidently, his fingers wrapping around, stroking up and down a few inches. It was all to test the okapi's readiness, to see whether he really was into it as much as Aydin suspected, yet it was amusing even to him just how wobbly and submissive the okapi became as soon as he was pressed.

He had been so cute teasing him...

"Do you like that, little slut?" Aydin hissed, struggling to keep the smirk off his lips. "Calling me sir, like you want to be down on your knees for me? Time to take this dick down your throat, get what you've been damn well gagging for this whole time..."

"Mmm... Yes..."

Eli folded obediently to his knees as Aydin pressed down on his shoulder, though the tiger didn't want to be too rough on him, knowing that the floor of the shower area was hard and rough to kneel on for too long. He wouldn't keep the okapi down there for too long, yet he wanted to warm up, to take him and to tease him, to show him exactly what they could play out between one another.

"Suck it..."

Eli whimpered, turning his big, dark eyes up to the tiger. Yet there was only one thing that he could do as the tiger presented his thick, barbed cock to his lips, the tapered, slim tip just right for prying open wanton holes. Aydin growled, rolling his hips forward, spearing his cock into the okapi's mouth as Eli parted his lips for him.

Just for him.

For it did not matter what else the two of them had done or been into, no, not at all, only that that moment brought to a head every last bit of lust that they had longed for. All that remained were too hot, sweaty bodies, streaming with water, huffing and panting while Aydin fed his thick length down into the back of the okapi's mouth.

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