Full Access Gym

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Striking a Slutty Deal

Max smirked as he leaned over the reception desk at the gym, which was set in an old industrial unit. It meant that it was a little on the cold side in winter - and a little on the warm side in summer - but the snow leopard was more than okay with that. He was used to adapting to conditions around him and, frankly, it was just something he was used to by that point.

"Aw, George," he wheedled, his long, fluffy tail swishing back and forth, like he wasn't in the middle of doing something that he'd done a good many times before already. "I know you don't want me to leave the gym, you know I know..."

It was all part of their little game, though, really, Max shouldn't have been getting his time there for free as the big donkey shook his head, frowning a little.

"What - again? Max..."

He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, making a soft clucking noise, though it came through more with an air of disappointment than anything else. The snow leopard hesitated, but only for a moment. He had to trust things, after all. Besides, George had fucked him in the back of his truck the other week, so things had to be developing between them.

At least, that was what Max hoped was happening. He rather liked the donkey and had done so since he had stepped his first foot in the gym, the big, burly jack catching his attention instantly. The gym was set up with a cool modern vibe in shades of grey and blue with plenty of equipment but also big, open spaces for floor and mat work: crossfit, heavy lifting and the like. Yet it was George who had caught his attention right off the bat with his tall, upright ears, his bristling brown fur that looked a little rough but, in all honesty, was often ruffled across his upper back and around his wrists where he placed the barbell and used lifting straps. Max was sure that the thick hair could be smoothed back down again if that was what the donkey wanted, but it just added to his charm.

The donkey's muzzle was a softer grey where the hair was finer, allowing the dark skin beneath to show through, his nostrils soft and velvety - though not as much so as his lips. Max should know that, for the feline had spent more than enough time kissing them, bowed and bent under the donkey's body like he was a weight to be lifted, nothing more than a tool that could be twisted to the donkey's will.

Of course, the jack was ripped, even if his thick coat hid a lot of it, softening hard definition across his chest and even down his stomach and across his abdominal muscles. His six-pack was there, however, most definitely, and George had confessed once to him that it sometimes put him off working out for physical appearance when he would have had to trim his coat all the way down just to see it. There were a lot of fluffier anthros in the world too who had similar issues. Even Max's thick fur coat made him look softer and cuddlier, especially in winter, despite him using the gym at least five days a week.

That was how things had started, kind of. He hadn't been able to pay for his gym membership for the following month and tried his luck on with George, wanting to see if there was some way that the two of them could come to an arrangement.

Max had a lot going for him too and he knew he could push things the moment he caught the donkey's eyes on him. There was nothing quite like a long, fluffy tail to draw the eye, after all, and the snow leopard had more than a few tricks up his sleeve, swishing it back and forth just so the motion would catch George's eye more and more. When he had sprawled over the top of the reception desk, he'd half expected to be kicked out and shown the door, though the donkey had been receptive.

Rather invitingly so...

Thus, the deal had been struck, flirting back and forth, Max exchanging sexual favours to keep coming to the gym and using it as he pleased. Of course, things wouldn't have been that easy if the snow leopard had not been as respectful of the gym and equipment as he was, though Max made sure that he stayed in George's good books. The donkey, after all, was not someone that he wanted to piss off. He appreciated very much everything that George did for him, for the donkey did not have to allow him to use the gym for free, keeping his membership going.

There was something there, something crackling and simmering - and that was why the snow leopard pushed things a little further that evening. It was late, too late for anyone to be there besides them, and Max had already dragged George out of the back room to chat, as the donkey had been doing paperwork.

Paperwork wouldn't keep the big cat from getting what he wanted too from the donkey: it never had.

"Yeah, so..." Max grinned, batting his eyelashes. "You... Well, I was thinking, I could give you another favour and...figured you may be up for going out with me sometime?"

Oh, it was forward - though that was exactly what Max had been going for. Sure, he'd been dancing around things for ages already, flirting back and forth with George, curious to see just how far he could push things, yet...it had to change. Whether that meant that he coughed up the cash to pay for his membership and things carried on as if nothing had happened or they took the next step together. The two anthros didn't have to follow any route or pattern, no - but they had to do something, for carrying on as they were most likely wasn't going to work long-term.

Sometimes a guy just had to shoot his shot and that was all Max could hope for: a soft landing.

The donkey pulled back a little, blinking at him while his thick, ropey tail swung behind him.

"Sorry, cat, must have misheard you there," he said, more suave than Max had given him credit for, leaning forward over the desk. "I think you said that you want to take me out somewhere?"

Max grinned, his smile a little shakier than he would have liked. He'd just have to deal with it though.

"Uh... Yeah. I know what you're into in here," he said, his tone heavily laden with the implications of what they had done in the gym, together. "But... I don't know anything about you outside the gym. So, what do you say?"

George grinned and shook his head, though the donkey held back his smile slightly as if he was trying not to allow it to pull at his lips too much.

"Is that right?" He said boldly, crossing his arms across his chest. "And you can't pay your membership this month?"

"No..." The feline dragged out the word, whiskers quivering. "But...I can get coffee?"

Maybe he really should have come clean that it was all a game, that they were just playing back and forth and seeing where things went - all while getting something out of the deal, of course, that benefited them both. Yet Max didn't know how much of the whole thing was George willingly believing that he couldn't pay or if the donkey understood the full score.

Max had always been able to pay but...he'd just started the game when he saw his chance. Was that so wrong? The feline sure hoped not, but he could never be sure how something would play out. That was part of the fun of it all.

He'd come clean about that. Yet George was looking at him with that special little twinkle in his eye that Max had hoped was reserved especially for him, though he could not be certain. He could only hope and want, for the fluttering of something more had long ago risen in his chest, taking root behind his ribcage.

It would be well-protected there, but never against the threat of his heart being broken.

Until then, he would have to work with what he had, going forward, step by step.

"So... You can't pay your membership, huh?"

Max blinked. Oh, so it seemed George was back in the game. What did that mean for him?

The cat tried to go along with it, sliding back and attempting to look meek and a little pathetic. The trick had been working well for him so far, so it couldn't hurt to play along a little more, even then.

"No..." He mewled, whiskers quivering as he held back a chuckle. "No... But I can do something else for you, if you renew my membership for another month?"

"Mm..." George's eyes slid towards the main door to the gym; the only other one present in there, which could be easily opened from the inside, was a fire escape door. "You locked the door?"

Max smirked.

"Already put in the code on the pin pad, mate."

George didn't answer, the donkey instead practically stalking, as if he had become a predator himself in that moment, around the desk with his chin tipped cockily high. He didn't need to do much to appear bigger and more imposing than Max as the feline's heart pounded harder and faster, his glutes clenching against a monster that he was sure would soon be driven up inside him.

Indeed, the donkey's long shorts, loose and comfortable, were already tented out with that beast of a cock, swollen and thick, clearly already bursting from the donkey's sheath. Against himself, even though he had intended to play the game for a little longer, he shivered, letting out the softest of yowls.

George smirked.

"Sometimes I think my dick is the only reason you keep on coming back here, again and again, cat," he teased, though Max knew that the situation there was very different to how the donkey put it. "You want this inside you, ramming deep... But you never quite know how to get what you want, do you?"

"Mmmph..."

The feline shook his head, barely even knowing what he was saying. It was so easy to let George lead, to take control, though Max never wanted to be a passive player in their fun either, oh no.

Yet he wanted so sorely to see where the donkey was going to take him that time.

"Well, you know what my mouth and my under tail can do, don't you?" Max managed to shoot back in a few moments, his voice lighter and breathier than usual. "I don't... Mmm!"

The donkey's enormous paw (or hand, depending on the individual's preference - didn't really matter) came out, complete with the chunky, hoof-like fingertips that spread out at the tips: neither claws nor nails like some anthros had. Yet that was not the matter at all as he cupped Max's crotch and rolled the heel of his paw down to the fingers over the feline's cock and balls, teasing him as he swelled. Unlike the donkey, the cat did not have a sheath that needed to free his erection - which only made it easier for George to access when the two of them spent time together.

Even though Max had said nothing to Max, he hadn't slept with anyone else since the second month of them hooking up. And the hook ups had grown increasingly frequent since then, not only at the end of the month when the next month's gym payment was due.

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I hope this goes well...

And Max didn't just mean sex, of course. No... It was something much more than that, something that he wanted very badly to get into. Even as George drew him roughly up against his body, a large arm around him to crush the smaller feline to his chest. The donkey was easily a good head and shoulders taller than him, though he was a larger species, and the snow leopard could only mewl helplessly as he succumbed.

He really would have done anything for George, whether he was getting something in return for it or not. Just because.

The donkey's tongue invaded his mouth, hot and probing, casually dominant, as if George already knew exactly what it was that he could take from his partner of the moment.

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