The Alpha Pack's Gym
#1 of One Shot Smuts
"You got to be joking" said Trip raising an eye at the gym sign displaying a muscled wolf with a dumbbell and the words "Alpha's Gym" the somewhat chubby gray fox with blue highlight in his hair half glared at his friend.
Sean clapped him on the back with his big meaty paw making the fox take a step forwards due to the impact. "Hey you said you wanted to lose some weight. This place will help you trim down a few pounds." The tiger was dressed in a sporty blue tank top with matching gym shorts his pectoral muscles easily showing through the thin fabric. In fact it almost seemed like his shirt was designed to be ripped out of with a simple flex.
Trip realized he had been staring and blushed softly before he turned his attention back to the gym entrance. Almost as if to emulate the wolf on the sign the building seemed to be a lifeless gray color. It's seemed to just ooze a gray dull atmosphere too. Looking at it Trip felt as if his mind was fogging.
Sean snapped his fingers in front of Trip's face and it took three attempts before lucidity returned to the foxes eyes. "Sorry, what did you say?" He asked. Sean gestured for him to follow and pushed into the building.
The little bell tingled as Trip followed his friend and after a few quick words from Sean to the receptionist.(A bunny) he was led to the locker room by Sean.
Outside it the smell of rubber had pervaded the air but amongst the lockers...this area of the gym slapped Trip in the nostrils with the raw scent of sweaty unwashed male.
He caught himself drooling a bit before he sucked it up and began to change giving Sean his privacy. Various other noises filtered through the rows of lockers though Trip didn't pay much mind. Once he had managed to get dressed in workout gear...which really was an old baggy sweatshirt and even baggier pants he about jumped out of his skin when Sean somewhat cornered him against the wall.
"Look I know that being here ain't your first choice but if you work hard for me today I will give you a reward." He said trailing off the last of his statement in a purr.
Trip's ears flagged slightly before he sighed and nodded "Fine. But you owe me" he replied. "Don't worry Ears. You will thank me for it later" replied Sean using the nickname that Trip had earned from his friend due to his massive fennec ears he had inherited from his mom.
The pair broke apart and Sean led him out towards the gym proper. Past the machines towards the racked dumbbells and Yoga Mats.
Sean stepped behind Trip. "Okay ears. Let's loosen you up. This should take a few minutes." Sean took his paws and began to guide Trip through the stretches nesscarrily to limber up. Though Trip didn't notice Sean's paws lingered on his arms and back. Even one time squeezing his ass while Trip touched his toes.
Even the lift exercise had him sweating and he needed to catch his breath before they continued.
"Good job Ears" replied Sean with a smile. The Tiger was pleased, evident by his tail lashing and expression. His nostrils flared savouring the heavy notes of Trip's musk before he continued to speak.
"Get over to the weight bench." Trip obeyed laying down on his back dutifully. While the gym had other patrons to the pair it seemed as if they had it to themselves.
Trip failed to notice the odd opening in the bench that cupped his ass just so. Underneath the bench it was framed perfectly. Sean licked his lips hungrily thinking about such before he stood over Trip. The bar has a safety rig above it for beginners and so Sean clipped the two hooks into place and set the resistance to beginner. "If it gets to heavy hit the button here" Sean showed him a red button near his thumb. "That will engage the safety and lift the bar off you." Trip nodded and prepared to lift the bar.
Sean took a moment to pass Over a blue drink. "Take a sip" Trip assumed it to be a sports drink and did so. He found it surprisingly tasty and after the first sip he downed it quickly. It made his head feel warm and fuzzy. "Lay back" came from Sean. Trip did so feeling it was a reasonable request.
"Lift the bar" Trip reached up to fo do and brought it down. For him right now the only thing that was important was following his friend's commands. Though he really did want more of that drink. It tasted so good.
Sean waited for a few moments then he said "lift that bar until your arms are tired. But you don't leave from the bench until I tell you too. Nod if you understand"
Trip was quick to nod and he huffed while hosting the bar back up and racking it. As he did so he didn't notice that the hooks on the bar had extended to hand cuffs and when he began to lift again it was the machine going the lift not him. In his mind he was dutifully lifting the bar and feeling the burn like Sean had instructed him to do.
Sean meanwhile was at the base of the bench. The tugged his friends sweats off and then came the underwear. He ignored his friend's cock that was still in its sheath and went under the bench. With each lift that Trip did, the height of the bench was gradually dropping. Sean aligned himself so that his stripped muzzle was directly underneath Trips' gradually dropping ass.
He licked his lips and when it was finally stopped right over his face he dug into his friend's ass with his tongue huffing at the continued spasms of Trip's work out above making his pucker squeeze and tremble like a plate of jello.
While Sean indulged himself the rest of the gym seemingly came back into focus and various other furs in similar positions came into focus.
Across from the Tiger and fox there was a Jackrabbit that was attached to a leg lifting machine but underneath him laid a rhino which was grinding his wide snout into their hole and stretching it well.
Further down from them an otter swam in place in a small pool not realizing they were being fucked by an orca while they worked out.
Various scenes of ass worship where shown across the gym but every has one of those blue drinks would remember nothing but the burn in their muscles from a good workout. Under the counter even the receptionist was currently riding the long skinny snout if an ant eater while the ant eater himself thought they were doing situps. Each rise upward had the rabbit hiding another small gasp of pleasure as their prostate was hammered.
And so ends another day at the Alpha Pack Gym~