Squidward's Workout
WARNING!
THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNGER READERS.
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Squidward's Workout
A Spongebob Fanfic
Squidward entered the men's locker room at the Goo Lagoon. He didn't really recognize many of the fish, the only reason he had come to Goo Lagoon anyway was purely out of curiosity.
Being so unfamiliar in this new place, he quietly crept to his locker to change out of his swimsuit. He felt very self-conscious as he did so; the other males were far more muscular than he was.
He took off his tight swimsuit to change into his usual brown shirt, hoping that he wouldn't attract attention from the other men. He could imagine them in his head, getting angry with him for being a newbie, maybe forcing him to do some 'initiation.' He desperately hoped to avoid that.
He jumped when he felt a claw brush his shoulder, but was slightly relieved to see that it was only Larry the Lobster, the local lifeguard and well-liked bodybuilder. Squidward didn't know Larry personally, but he did know that he was a decent, friendly guy.
Squidward's relief took a hit when he realized that he and Larry were both naked. Squidward couldn't help but notice Larry's drooping member, at least two feet long, not to mention his full balls, dripping with either water or sweat. He was pretty sure it was sweat, as Larry's powerful musk wafted to his nose from his hairy armpits. Larry must have gotten a new look since Squidward last saw him, since his entire body, his chest, armpits and pubes, were unshaven.
"Hey, Squidward, I haven't seen you around here before!" The beefy red lobster said aloud. Squidward hoped that the other men would ignore this.
"I haven't really been here before," Squidward replied, trying to sound confident, and doing well.
"What have you been up to?" Larry asked in a casual manner.
Squidward had actually been hoping to gain some inspiration for a painting, and thought the beach at sunset would be a good spot, so he truthfully answered, "Just checking out the view." He then realized how Larry might interpret what he said, and mentally slapped himself, more than embarrassed.
"Ah," Larry said with a wry smile. "Did you work out? I didn't see you."
"Yeah, for a little." Squidward had cut his quick weightlifting session very short. He was not good at it. He felt weak when he saw the massive weights some of the other guys were lifting.
"It's tough when you first start out. Tell you what, though. How about you come over to my house, and I'll teach you my own personal training program."
Squidward's initial reaction was one of agreement, but he found himself saying, "I don't want to take up any of your time-"
"It's no trouble at all," Larry assured him.
Squidward paused, but then said, "Okay, then."
The two dressed and Larry drove Squidward to his house. It wasn't grand, but it was pretty big. The inside was simply decorated, much as the rest of Bikini Bottom. Larry led Squidward to the gym. It was easily the nicest room in the house, with hardwood floors, a few mirrors, and lots of exercise equipment, some of which Squidward did not recognize.
Larry led Squidward over to a rack of dumbbells. "Come on, it'll be easy," Larry said. "I'll do it with you." Larry sized up Squidward, and started him off with two ten-pound weights in each hand, taking two 75's for himself. They lifted for a while, and Squidward was a little worn-out after this, but they then moved on to the bench press. Squidward lay on his back, and Larry gave him sixty pounds and gripped the bar, squatting for Squidward. Squidward was surprised that he could barely lift it. He strained as he stared up, noticing that Larry's 'endowment' was only a couple inches away from his bulbous nose, hidden by Larry's tight swimsuit. Larry then sat down, putting 250 pounds on the barbell, with Squidward squatting. Squidward didn't think he'd be much help if something went wrong, though, as he watched Larry easily lift the barbell repeatedly.
Squidward felt his own bulge rise as he saw Larry's powerful performance. He could see the sweat pouring freely from Larry's brow and armpits down his furry chest, and couldn't help but stare at Larry's straining workout speedo, remembering the look of the thick flesh that lay just underneath.
Larry finished eventually, and heaved his hulking, sweaty body from the bench. "I think that's enough for now. Let's take a break."
Squidward agreed and the two left Larry's personal gym. "Now, I don't know about you, but whenever the other guys and I work out like this, we usually end up beating the meat. You in?
Squidward's heart jumped at the thought of seeing Larry's cock fully erect, but replied casually, "Sure." After all, who was he to break Larry's weightlifting tradition?
Squidward sat on Larry's couch as the lobster sifted through a collection of porn, much of which Squidward didn't recognize. Squidward turned them all down, saying "I'm in the mood for something... different, you know?"
"You mean like... guy-guy different?" Larry asked.
"You have some?"
"Sure," Larry replied. "I have to be honest, though, I had a feeling you were gay. But it's cool, I'm bisexual myself." Squidward would have never guessed.
Larry popped in a DVD that Squidward didn't see. Larry joined Squidward on the couch, and the two slid their meager clothing off, slowly stroking their own members.
Squidward watched in awe as he saw Larry's member grow... and grow... and grow. It must have been at least six feet long, and about eight inches in width.
As Squidward intently gazed at Larry, watching him slowly stroke himself, one arm placed casually behind his head, exposing his hairy armpit, he felt a strong desire. He wanted that cock inside of him. He wanted to bury his nose in that sweaty pit, or to swallow Larry's load.
Squidward couldn't help himself, and without a thought, reached out and wrapped his hand around Larry's huge member, slowly stroking below Larry's own hand.
Larry simply turned his head and eyed Squidward, as if he could read his mind. "You know, you're right. We can do better than this." Larry turned off the video, and went upstairs, giving Squidward a sly look that said, "Are you coming?"
Squidward quickly followed Larry up to his bedroom. It wasn't much different from the rest of the house, but the bed was roomy enough for the big lobster and the squid.
"Hold on," Larry said, and he went to a small bathroom off of the bedroom, returning with a bottle of lube.
"You won't need it," Squidward said.
"Are you sure?" Larry said, motioning to his massive cock.
"I'm a squid. You'll see that we're surprisingly stretchy." Squidward got on his hands and knees, spreading his ass cheeks apart with one hand, presenting himself to the muscular lobster. "Give it a try."
Larry climbed on the bed behind Squidward, pressing his tip against Squidward's tailhole. Squidward put his hand on the bed. He would need all six tentacles to hold up under a cock like that.
Larry slowly pushed forward, entering Squidward. The massive member slid in inch by inch. Squidward gave a moan of pleasure with a hint of pain as Larry continued.
The Lobster stopped a little more than halfway in. He began thrusting with a steady rhythm, and Squidward lowered his head, closing his eyes as he felt Larry's rod move within him, his own cock growing painfully erect. He moved against Larry, thrusting his hips towards the lobster in rhythm, pleasuring Larrry.
Larry began to increase pace. He shoved more and more of his thick cock inside of Squidward's needy hole, soon resting his own claws on the bed beside Squidward, getting on his own hands and knees, now thrusting at a more downward angle.
Squidward could feel Larry's weight shift as he saw the lobster's claws rest beside him. He felt Larry's hairy chest, lightly coated with sweat, tickle his back. He could smell Larry's scent, the manly smell washing over his senses. He arched his back and gave out a cry of pleasure as Larry shoved more of his thick cock inside of him, his manhood stabbing at Squidward's prostate, as well as regions deep within him that sent him wild.
Larry's cock began to steadily ooze precum, the sticky fluid mixing with Squidward's natural lubricants, oozing out of his stretchy ass. This only made Larry more eager, and he increased his speed, putting more of his cock inside Squidward. The fluids were now flowing, dribbling down Squidward's taint onto his dangling balls and cock.
Squidward felt Larry's pubes brush up against his ass. Larry was all the way in now, and Squidward could feel it. He had never taken a male as big as Larry, but he wished he had earlier. Even though he was feeling very stretched, Larry's thrusting cock, like a piston in his ass, drove him wild. The lobster's massive testicles swung and slapped against Squidward's average-sized ones, the sound only arousing Squidward more.
"Gimme all you got, don't hold back! Make me your little bitch! Fuck me like an animal!" Squidward begged Larry. Squidward moaned even louder as he felt his cock throb, suddenly releasing the contents of his balls onto the sheets below him.
The contractions of Squidward's ass sent Larry into a frenzy, and he began to thrust as quickly as he could, pounding the bottom's tail. He was close to climax, Squidward could tell by the quick thrusts, the heavy breathing, he could even smell it in his musk.
Squidward closed his eyes and gripped the sheets tightly as Larry pulverized his ass before he finally gave one last thrust, his cock sending spurt after spurt of his steamy load into Squidward's bowels. Larry came longer than Squidward anticipated, and he continued to empty himself even when his semen began to leak freely from Squidward's full tailhole.
Larry finally pulled out, a hearty glob of cum spilling out, staining the already messy sheets. The two then lay on the pillows, Larry's head propped up in his claw, and Squidward's own hand draped across his hairy chest.
"No hands, eh?" Larry said. "Pretty talented, Squidward."
"It's not that hard when you've got six feet of cock in between your cheeks. " Squidward looked down to Larry's still fully erect member, a coat of fresh cum covering the long shaft.
Squidward propped himself up now, and said, "I hope you don't mind, but I'm a horrible neat-freak."
"Oh, really?" Larry replied.
"Yeah, and that cock needs some cleaning," Squidward said suggestively.
"Be my guest," Larry said, laying on his back as he spread his legs.
Squidward moved around to Larry's member, facing Larry. He gazed hungrily at the cock, anticipating the feeling of it sliding down his throat. Eager as he was, he decided to start low, giving gentle licks to Larry's sack, then running his tongue over the hairy orbs. He made sure to give special attention to the underside of the ballsack, placing nearly his whole face under the sack as he tended to them.
He finally made it up to the shaft, sampling a small amount of lobster cum from the base. It had a tangy zip with a powerful aftertaste, and it was still mostly warm. Squidward decided to try something new, though. Instead of cleaning Larry's shaft with his tongue, he moved up to the head. He placed his lips over the tip, and began to suck the cock into his mouth. Bobbing up and down, he cleaned most of the head, and he could feel Larry squirm a bit with pleasure.
Squidward went farther, getting the whole head in his mouth. He began to suck on the shaft, the sticky cum coating the outside of his mouth. As he began to go farther, he was glad that his throat was as stretchy as his ass, or he would never be able to deepthroat the muscular lobster.
He was about a third of the way down now, and Larry was definitely enjoying it. Squidward got a healthy amount of lobster semen to swallow, but an even bigger amount didn't make it down his throat, and it began to coat the rest of his face. If Squidward felt like a bitch earlier, he certainly did now, and this only fueled his desire to blow Larry.
After a good time spent slurping and sucking on the huge manhood, Squidward finally made it to Larry's base. He generated whatever saliva he could so he could bob up and down on Larry's cock. He buried his nose in Larry's pubes, taking a deep whiff of the bush, as he fondled Larry's balls.
Larry began to thrust into Squidward's mouth wildly, and Squidward knew he was about to blow again. He forced every last bit of Larry's member into his throat, and he soon felt the heavy flow of semen in his innards. Squidward slowly pulled his mouth off of the still-climaxing manhood, stopping awhile when only the head was left in his mouth, taking several moments to taste the fresh cum, letting it sit on his tongue, then gulping it down greedily.
Squidward released the head, holding it steady as the last few spurts of semen pulsed forth, allowing them to coat whatever dry areas were left of his face and chest.
Amazingly, Larry remained fully erect, hard as a diamond.
"How much do you have left?" Squidward asked.
"Lots," Larry answered.
Squidward, thoroughly coated in Larry's cum, felt a new spark of desire well up uncontrollably within him. "Take me up the ass again."
"Gladly," Larry replied. Squidward climbed onto Larry's damp, hairy chest, positioning his hole around the tip again. Larry must have felt this powerful need too, because he made a strong thrust into Squidward's ass, not bothering to pace himself.
Squidward quickly slid down Larry's manhood, and was soon hilted far quicker than earlier. He lay on Larry's hairy chest, moaning pitifully as he felt his ass get pounded again, loving the sheer force. Now that Squidward was laying on Larry's furry chest, he could feel more power come from the muscular lobster. He could feel every muscle that flexed, as well as every bead of sweat that poured down Larry's chest, dampening the hair as Larry pounded.
Squidward couldn't even work up the energy to beg for more as Larry seemed to find an untapped reservoir of strength, thrusting more powerfully than he had when he first climaxed, although he was nowhere near orgasm now. Squidward's nerves were completely overridden by the pleasure that came from Larry's forceful thrusts, and it was all he could do to continue to move with Larry.
Larry's gaze met Squidward's and the lobster could see the pure need in his eyes, how badly he wanted to be fucked senseless. Larry knew that Squidward wanted more than a good banging, so he raised his arms and placed them behind his head, exposing his dank, musky pits.
Squidward was instantly hit by the sweaty smell, and whatever control he had over himself was lost. He eagerly buried his face into Larry's hairy armpit. He forced his oversized nose to the sweaty flesh, inhaling the masculine scent. The rest of Squidward's senses were overwhelmed by the smell. He was completely lost in pleasure as he inhaled the aroma that could only be produced by a male like Larry.
Larry was brought to new heights by Squidward as he inhaled the sweaty scent from his hairy armpits. This somehow aroused Larry much more than he already was, and he found himself thrusting much quicker and harder into Squidward than the lobster thought was possible. His muscles tightened, and he could feel his climax, the most powerful one he ever experienced, on its way.
Larry banged Squidward faster than what he thought was physically possible, and the pounding in his ass combined with the intoxicating masculine musk sent the squid into a state of sheer ecstasy as both males were brought to peaks of pleasure beyond their imagination.
The two climaxed at the same time, Squidward cumming on Larry's treasure trail, Larry emptying all he had into Squidward. Squidward's insides could simply not hold that much cum, and torrents of semen gushed around Larry's manhood as Squidward moaned uncontrollably, his face still buried deep in Larry's musky pit. Even Larry could hear himself let out a long, loud cry that seemed to shake the bed.
After what seemed like a heavenly eternity, Larry finally pulled out and Squidward rolled to his side, both of them basking in the afterglow. The sheets were now completely soaked with Squidward's ass juices, but mostly Larry's sticky cum.
No words were exchanged, but as the two drifted off to a tired sleep, they knew Squidward would have to call in sick at the Krusty Krab the next morning. There was still a lot more fun to be had.