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This was a magazine I put together a long time ago based on the theme of gyms and muscles and big buff dudes. It was printed through Alleycat Books and sold for approximately 5 seconds before it fell off the face of the planet. Louie Furrywolfy did the pictures - you can see them on my FA site. I love his art and he did some great stuff. There's a PDF version with his pictures on my FA site. The stories aren't great, but I think they're fun, even after all these years.

Locker Room Romance

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Gray groaned as he lowered himself onto the hard wooden bench in front of his dented red locker. The tall fox ran his white-socked paws through his russet head fur and exhaled loudly. His friend James, another fox, looked over at him. James was wider and shorter than Gray, with a lighter fur tone, though they were both the same age. They'd been close friends since their freshman year of high school, when they ended up in homeroom and math together. Now they were in the same weight training class.

"James, you hurt right now as much as I do?"

"More... man, that weight training class is gonna take some getting used to," James replied, rubbing the back of his neck as he took a seat on the bench in front of his own locker, just a few down from Gray's. He squinted at the small numbers on his combination lock as he twisted the dial to open it.

"I guess Smith is trying to get us in shape really quick," Gray said, grimacing. "Or he's a sadistic asshole." He leaned down and opened his locker. The locker room was empty except for them. The teacher put them through the wringer on the weight machines, keeping them late after the rest of the class left. He felt exhausted. They were both in good shape, toned from several years on the track team together, but the weight training was new to both of them.

I shouldn't be working this hard my last year of high school, Gray thought to himself. What happened to senioritis?

He draped his towel over the locker door. They both undressed in silence, their aching muscles distracting them from any of their usual banter. They headed to the showers together, towels wrapped around their waists. The shower room contained several stalls on each side of the room. They took two next to each other and sighed in unison as the hot water soothed their aches.

"Hey, James? Wanna hang out tonight?"

"Sure, I don't have anything else going on. Tomorrow I gotta go for a job interview, but that's in the afternoon. Other than that I have the weekend free."

"Cool. Figure we can get a movie or some games or something."

James stepped up onto the small bench built into the side of the stall and looked down the top of the shower into Gray's stall. "Yo!"

"Dude, you are so dumb," Gray said, unperturbed. "By the way, what are you doing for your paper in history?"

"Dunno. I'll probably just write it the night before or something." James grinned. "Damn, dude, you look pretty funny wet. Remember at the swimming pool that time and someone thought you were a cat?"

Gray grinned back at him. "Yeah, well, at least I don't bone up in front of the lifeguard when I'm there."

"Hey! I couldn't help it! The little soldier's got a mind of his own, you know?"

"Riiight."

"Like you never bone up when you don't want to. I've seen you."

"No way."

Gray soaped up his arms and chest. James rested his head on his paws as he looked down into the shower.

"Totally! In math class, all the time. Mr. Frank is going on about algebra or something and you're totally trying to cover up the front of your pants with your shirt."

"Whatever, dude. I have total control, unlike you."

James laughed. "Keep telling yourself that."

Gray snorted. "Dude, I so totally have control. I don't get hard unless I want to."

"Prove it."

Gray laughed. "Prove it? How?"

James's head bobbed a little over the top of the stall as he shifted his feet. "I dunno, play with yourself or something. Fantasize. Do something to prove it."

Gray laughed. "Dude, whatever."

James grinned down at him. "Whatever yourself. You don't have control dude. You bone up all the time."

"Dude, why are you always watching for it then? Don't you have anything better to do in algebra?"

"No, but it's kinda hard to miss." James grinned and pointedly looked at Gray's heavy sheath. "I mean, it's not like you can hide something like that real easy."

"Why, how big's yours?"

James grinned. "About the same, which is why I know what I'm talking about. You gotta switch to boxer briefs, man. They keep you tucked in. Those boxers you wear just make you flop around."

Gray laughed. "Tried 'em, didn't like 'em. They kept wrapping up around my crotch."

James's head disappeared as he jumped off his bench and resumed his shower. "You probably bought them a size too big. Try smaller ones. You know what's really comfortable? Thongs."

"Dude, you wear thongs?"

"Yeah, they're awesome. Support and comfort, man."

"Better than boxer briefs? How come you don't wear 'em all the time then? You were wearing boxer briefs earlier."

"What, now who's watching who? I don't wear them on days I have gym." James turned off his shower and reached for his towel. Gray followed suit a few minutes later. They headed for a low counter near the shower room, quickly toweling the worst of the water off. They each took a blow dryer off the counter and used them on their fur to dry themselves quicker. James leaned forward and bared his teeth to the mirror, checking them for food. His eyes flicked over to Gray in the mirror and he laughed.

"Dude, you have such perfect control!"

"Huh?" Gray looked down at his crotch. "Oh, him. Okay, so not perfect control."

"What, did all my talk of thongs turn you on?" James grinned at him, still waving his blow dryer around his head fur.

"Eh, blow me."

"If you insist," James said, aiming his blow dryer at the fox.

"Fuckin' dick," Gray said, laughing.

"That's the idea, dude," James said, turning his blow dryer back on himself. "By the way, how's your dong doing? Want me to keep talking about thongs?" he asked. Without waiting for an answer, he continued. "They really are comfortable. They hold your balls and sheath really nicely, just kinda tight, but it doesn't really feel like anything's there 'cuz the strings are pretty light. Runs right around your waist, then the back string goes up your crack. You gotta try 'em."

"Yeah, I guess," Gray said. Dammit, he thought to himself. Go down!

James's eyes flicked over to him in the mirror again. "Damn, dude, what's up?"

Gray looked down. He was harder than ever.

James laughed. "Dude, that does turn you on, huh?"

"So what if it does," Gray mumbled, furiously blow drying himself.

James stopped laughing and returned to blow drying his fur, much more subdued.

"What? No hilarious reply? No more jokes? Come on, why don't you make fun some more?"

"Oh, come off it, dude. Don't get sore," James replied, studiously looking in the mirror. Shit, he thought to himself. Gray is big down there. Don't get hard, don't get hard, don't get...

"Dude, fuck you so much! You're boning up just as bad as me," Gray said, pointing at the tent in James's towel.

"Yeah, so? I don't have perfect control," James said, smirking. "Why were you checking, anyways?"

"Well it's kinda hard to miss!" Gray said, mimicking James from earlier.

"You know it!" James said with a laugh.

"Yeah, well don't give me any more shit about it, alright?"

"Sure, sure..." James couldn't help glancing over at Gray's erection again. "It's not a big deal dude... I bet the chicks love it."

Gray shrugged. "Don't know about that." He glanced at James in the mirror again. "Probably go nuts over yours."

"You know I don't want a girlfriend, dude."

Gray turned off his blow dryer and turned to face James. "What do you want, then?"

James paused and stared at the mirror. He slowly turned to Gray. "What do you mean?"

"Well, if you don't want a girlfriend..."

James grinned. "What, are you gay or something?"

Gray turned his blow drier back on. James blinked and stared at him.

"Dude... are you?"

Gray sighed and set down his blow drier again. "Why would it matter to you?"

The corners of James's mouth twitched. "Trust me, it would."

Gray turned to his friend. "Why?"

James laughed. "Oh my god, dude... how long have we been friends? And we never realized..."

Gray raised his eyebrows. "What are you talking abommmmfff!"

James cut his question short when he quickly stepped forward and kissed Gray, putting his arms around his friend's waist and pulling him close. Gray was startled and his eyes opened wide as he put his arms up to James's chest, pushing him away. At least, he tried; the fox held on tightly until, after a few seconds, Gray closed his eyes and melted into the kiss.

James broke the kiss after a few moments, but kept his arms around Gray's waist. "Now you see why it matters... you have no idea how many times I've wanted to do that; I never did because I always thought you were straight."

"Same here," Gray said. He kissed James again, eagerly. Their erections pressed heavily into each other's stomachs through their towels while their paws explored the other's body.

James broke the kiss finally, but his paws stayed on Gray's shoulders. "Um..."

Gray breathed heavily. "Yeah..."

"So... when did you know?"

"Last year."

"Same here."

"Algebra?"

James grinned. "Yeah, teacher's sexy. Why do you think I don't skip?"

"Why do you think I bone?" Gray replied.

James grinned. His smile was infectious. Gray laughed and hugged the fox close, but James guided his muzzle to Gray's and they kissed again.

Gray broke the kiss this time, grinning. "I never would have guessed, dude. You act totally straight."

"So do you."

"And you've got a really big one," Gray said, shifting his hips a little.

"So do you. I've been checking you out since last year," James replied, pushing his hips up a little, rubbing his cock against Gray's.

"No way, I would have noticed," Gray said as he leaned in and nibbled the edge of James's earlobe.

"Dude, you never notice anything," James said, panting a little.

"I'm noticing you now, though. I think I'm gonna enjoy noticing you a lot," Gray said, grinning. He kissed James hard, pushing his tongue into his friend's muzzle as his paw ran down the fox's backside and squeezed his rump.

"Damn..." James muttered. "Guess I won't need to keep downloading so much porn now..."

Gray grinned. "You got a collection too?" He squeezed James's bottom again and licked his friend's chin.

"Oh yeah... it gives me lots to think about..."

Gray took one of James's nipples into his muzzle and sucked, making James squirm. He ran his paw over James's chest and stomach, feeling the smooth fur and the muscles below. He licked the nipple in his muzzle, making James moan again, as his paw slipped down over the fox's towel and squeezed. James leaned backwards against the counter, head hanging backwards.

"I've wanted to do this for a while, you know?" Gray asked.

"Yeah... me too," James said, panting. "But what if someone comes in?" He cast a glance down the aisle, suddenly remembering where they were. He worried they'd be discovered by a janitor or student.

Gray smiled and nuzzled James's stomach as his paws pulled off the fox's towel. It fell to the floor and his sizable erection tilted up, slapping lightly against his stomach. Gray's towel came loose and fell off as well as he knelt down.

"I don't think we should worry about that right now," Gray said.

James gasped; his cock felt harder than ever before. He cast a quick glance in the direction of the locker room door, but there were several locker bays blocking it from view. Doing this with Gray in semi-public made the adrenaline pump through his system and frightened him a lot, but he couldn't tell Gray to stop yet. Not yet; not while it felt so good.

Gray slid his paw over James's erection, feeling it, playing with it a little. His other paw cupped the fox's large ballsac and squeezed lightly. As he leaned forward, sniffing his friend's musk, he stuck out his tongue and slowly licked the head of the thick cock. A drop of precum appeared at the tip as he squeezed the base. He kissed the head, a large wet kiss that soaked up the small bit of precum. James moaned again.

"Dude... you're really big," Gray said happily. The fox's pleasantly wide and smooth cock slid easily down Gray's muzzle, disappearing into the other fox's warm mouth. Gray pulled off and licked the tip before sliding his muzzle around the thick head and down the fox's girth again, sucking hard. James groaned and rubbed Gray's ears, encouraging him on as his breathing grew heavier.

Gray licked the underside of James's cock, a long, slow lick all the way to the tip. James shivered and his cock jerked again. More precum, which Gray quickly scooped up with his tongue. He placed his lips around the head of James's cock and pushed it into his muzzle, breathing hard through his nose. James moaned loudly and clasped a paw to his muzzle to silence himself as he cast another glance towards the door.

'What would it look like?' he though to himself. 'Gray on the floor, giving me head, and me sitting hear moaning... damn, that's hot.'

Gray pushed James's meaty erection against the back of his throat. His paw kept rubbing and pulling on the fox's ballsac as his tongue swirled over the tip. James whimpered and bucked his hips, pushing in harder. It was his first blowjob ever and he could barely contain himself. His eyes opened wide and he stepped from foot to foot, shifting as the pleasant feelings grew stronger and stronger. He'd jacked off before, imagining what it would be like, but this was so much better...

"Gray... Gray, I'm getting really close... I think you should... oh... oh shit... Gray..."

James's let out a low, quavering moan and pushed his hips forward hard as he came. Gray was surprised by the sudden flood of liquid in his muzzle, but continued to suck, swallowing his friend's cum quickly. It tasted bitter, but he figured he'd get used to the taste eventually. He squeezed James's balls hard, making the fox moan again.

"Oh man... wow..." James leaned heavily against the counter, panting hard.

"I've wanted to do that for a long time," Gray said as he stood up and licked his lips.

Gray's cock drooled large amounts of precum from the tip, far more than James's did. It was almost a steady stream. Some of it ran down his balls, wetting them as it soaked into his light, white colored crotch fur.

"Damn, dude... you get pretty wet, huh?" James grinned and ran a finger over his friend's cock and licking it. "Not too bad... could use a little salt."

"You're so dumb," Gray said. He nuzzled James's ear and gently nibbled the edges again, making the fox squirm.

James smiled and pushed him back a little and then turned around, backing into Gray. Gray nibbled James's ears again as he pressed himself against the fox's backside, his erection throbbing against the small of James's back. His paws reached around and held his friend tightly by the chest and stomach. He purred into James's ear as they pressed against each other tightly.

James surprised Gray when he leaned forward, put his paws on the edge of the counter, and spread his legs.

"Just go slow, at first," he said quietly, lifting his tail out of the way.

"Are you sure?" Gray said, sliding his cock against the fox's rump. It was his turn to fear someone walking in and he perked his ears, listening for the door.

James let his head hang down between his arms as he felt Gray grasp his hips in his paws. Gray slid his slick cock up and down James's rump several times, smearing his precum against his friend's tail hole. He felt James stiffen and gasp as he lightly pressed the head of his cock to his friend's tail hole.

"I think you're supposed to relax," Gray said.

James looked up and made a face so that Gray could see him in the mirror. "Fuck you."

"Hey, it's your turn next time!" Gray pushed his hips forward a little, pressing the tip of his cock into James's tail hole. The fox groaned a little and let his head hang down low again, breathing hard as he tried to relax.

Gray pushed in slowly, stopping whenever James tensed up. His cock, about the same size as James's, continued to drip precum, which helped him slide into his friend's body. It seemed like hours, but only took a few minutes for James to adjust to Gray's size. He was trying to go slow, but it was his first time and he didn't know exactly what to do, regardless of how much porn he'd viewed.

"Oh my god... dude," James moaned. He pushed back against Gray, eagerly taking more of his friend's cock. Gray gasped as he suddenly hilted himself in James. His cock felt so good, buried up there so deep.

James felt the same way. His cock sprang to life again and throbbed as his friend pulled out slowly. He could feel Gray's paws tightly holding his hips, a comforting feeling as he leaned farther forward, resting his head on his forearms.

Gray pulled out almost halfway before pushing back in, moaning loudly as he did. He hilted again, pushing himself deeply into James and leaning across his friends back, putting his weight into it. James whimpered as Gray pulled out and did it again, then again, and again. Slow, steady, and powerful. Gray's thick cock spread James widely as the two foxes moaned in unison. Gray's paws ran up around James's waist as James squirmed backwards onto Gray's erection, pushing himself onto it as Gray pushed forward. Gray ran his paws over his friend's backside, rubbing his shoulders and squeezing his neck.

Gray's cock spurted more and more precum, a veritable pump of lubrication, as he slowly fucked his best friend. His best friend, however, had other plans as to their speed, as he pushed himself back while Gray pushed forward.

"Go... go faster..." he whispered, teeth gritting together.

"Are you sure?"

"Oh yeah..."

Gray pushed forward more quickly, obliging the squirming fox. Not fast enough for James, however, who, as Gray was just about to push forward, pushed himself backwards hard, making Gray's cock enter him hard and deep. He cried out in pleasure and Gray groaned loudly.

"Like that..."

Gray grinned. "If you say so..." He slid his paws to the sides of James's stomach, just above his hips. He pulled his cock out nearly all the way and then pushed in fast and hard. James whimpered, but squirmed backwards all the same. He withdrew again, then again. He rode James hard and fast, thick cock spreading him open as the fox whimpered, moaned, and cried out in pleasure, legs trembling.

Before too long, though, Gray grew close... he whimpered as well as he pounded into James. James heard him moan and clenched down hard as Gray thrust forward. Gray gasped as he went deep. James could hardly breathe as he felt his friend came inside of him, the throbbing fox-cock a dead giveaway as to what was happening. Gray moaned lightly and leaned heavily against James's backside as they both slowly recovered. He slowly pulled out, making James gasp.

Gray didn't know what to do next, but James turned around and pulled him close, hugging him tightly. They embraced like that for almost five minutes, just holding each other close. Finally, Gray nipped James's ear and grinned. "Hey, we better get out of here before the cleaning guys come through."

"Yeah... by the way, my parents are out of town at my sister's volleyball tournament... you want to spend the night?" James asked, a hopeful note in his voice.

"Dude, what do you think?" Gray asked. "Remember? It's your turn next."

'Can't wait for tonight,' James thought to himself as he watched his best friend's ass wriggle into a pair of boxers. He looked around the locker room, taking it in, trying to remember the moment as they opened their lockers and began dressing. 'What a place to lose your virginity...'

"You know, we could probably go to the same college together next year," Gray said as he pulled on his shirt. "I was thinking of applying for..."

"State U," James finished for him. "Me too. I'll bring the fridge for the dorm room if you bring the TV. We'll split the cost of lube."

Gray smiled and walked over to the half-dressed James and embraced him tightly. They kissed eagerly as both foxes intimately caressed and touched each other, relishing the new relationship that so recently blossomed.

James and Gray still felt sore all over from their workout earlier, but a completely different kind of ache had healed over completely inside of each, leaving them feeling better than they could ever remember.

Picture This

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I love my job.

I'm a professional photographer for Buff, the premier magazine of men, for men, by men. Though some of the men get pretty flamey around here. I mean, seriously flaming. Sometimes I have to resist the urge to take a fire extinguisher to the accounting department.

Anyways, my job, as a photographer, revolves around taking pictures of various males in various states of undress doing various things to each other. Basically, I get to take pictures of naked men fucking. And the occasional pin-up series. I love my job.

Sometimes the projects aren't that great, especially when we get a drama queen in the spotlight, but most of the time its college guys or someone looking for a quick buck. Some of them are straight, but that's alright, as long as they put out for the camera.

I've actually been asked to be in the spotlight myself. I'm not too bad looking, I guess, 'cuz I keep myself in shape. I'm a pretty dark colored otter, not too tall, but reasonably hunky. At least, that's what the editor told me when he pitched me the idea for "The Men of Buff" issue. I agreed to it, but apparently there weren't enough volunteers. Oh well.

Today's photo shoot is a great one. It's a locker room scene. We're doing the photos to complement a story that's going to be in the magazine. I read it - it's pretty hot. I think the pictures will really make it though. I mean, yeah, stories are nice, but a picture is worth a thousand words, right? I don't know how long the final version of the story will be, but I'm hoping for plenty of pictures.

I got the models' resumes and glossies. One is Alexander K. King. He's a tall, super buffed up lion. He's got a totally cute mane and a really nice body. We met a few days before the shoot to discuss some of the details. He's bringing his own wardrobe.

The other model is Freddie "Fast Lane" Richards. He's a pretty thin, lithe black rabbit. I guess they wanted some kind of "the twink and the beast" thing going on. It fits the story. I've worked with Freddie before. He's a fucking flamebeast from hell, but he really knows how to work it for the camera. I'm actually looking forward to the shoot because he's the type that'll actually take it up the ass to make it look more realistic, rather than just having us do the "hidden shot" crap.

God damn, I love my job.

The props department did a good job on this set. Kinda small, but very detailed. They've got two banks of lockers, a fake ceiling, and the shower all in one scene, so we can do a shot of the two of them sitting on benches between the lockers, with the shower in the background. Beautiful.

Freddie's in wardrobe right now. They're getting him all dressed up. In the story, a rabbit is in the locker room changing into his track uniform when a football player lion comes in, fresh from a big game. All the other players came and left a while ago, but the lion stayed at the field for a while. I don't remember why, but the story explains it.

Anyways, the rabbit is just getting ready to go out for a quick run on the track when the lion comes in, all horned up and excited 'cuz he just won the game or something. It ends up that the lion sees the rabbit, figures what the hell, and starts making moves on him. Pushing him up against the lockers, grinding hips, all that shit. The rabbit doesn't know what to think, of course, but since he's oh-so-conveniently gay, he's soon "persuaded" by the lion to take one for the team, I guess. Pretty damn unrealistic, but a realistic story would be pretty damn boring, so what the hell? I only skimmed the story, just to get the basics of the shoot down. Probably got it wrong. But who cares? It involves a lion fucking the daylights out of a twinky rabbit, so you can't go wrong, huh?

Speaking of lions, Alex came in and the wardrobe people fell in love with him 'cuz he made their job so easy. He brought a set of shoulder pads, jersey, all that football crap, and changed into it right away. He looked pretty studly, all muscled and everything. The pants were really tight and showed off his bulge really good.

He and Freddie were finally introduced, and they took an immediate liking to each other. They went off to talk for a while, to get acquainted and everything before the shoot while I went around figuring out angles and positions. There's a lot of planning to do for shoots like this. You don't want to waste time when you have models fucking 'cuz it's not gonna last forever.

After a little while, Freddie and Alex came back out and told me they were ready. Freddie sat down on a bench in his shorts, no shirt. I snapped a couple pictures of him like that. There was another photographer on this set, taking pictures from an above-head crane that would carry him all around the set, for a bird's eye view type of thing. I was doing the close ups.

I snapped more pictures of Alex entering, looking really happy and triumphant. We ran it like a movie set, almost. No posing, just walking in and taking pictures of it. More natural that way. We cued them to look like they were talking to each other (they just kept saying "cock" and "fuck" over and over so that the pictures would show their mouths moving) and also taking off their clothes to change. There were a couple pictures of both in sexy underwear. Alex looked so amazing in this tight little thong he brought with him. Freddie wore a really tight pair of boxer briefs that outlined everything really nice. After that, we started to get to the really interesting pictures.

I told them to wait a second as I passed off my camera to my assistant and picked up a fresh one while he reloaded the first one. Then I got Alex to hold Freddie from behind with a paw groping Freddie's crotch. Freddie did a good job of looking both frightened and curious, and Alex was great at being intimidatingly lustful. He's two or three heads taller than Freddie, and almost twice as broad in the shoulders. It's easy for him to look really dominating.

We moved to the next storyboard picture, where Alex is groping Freddie's ass and Freddie is all moaning and groaning about it. Acting kinda slutty and twinkish. Freddie really played it up and all, moaning really loudly and everything. We're taking pictures, not video, but Freddie's done porn before, so I think it came naturally to him. Alex really took to it, getting into it a lot. It looked really good, with this big tall fucking lion pawing all over this small rabbit. Really hot stuff.

They were both getting into it pretty good, so we sort of stopped calling out directions. Pretty soon the only sounds were those of the cameras and the two models. Alex started rubbing his cock all over Freddie's face. He was even making precum, so I got some great pictures of these shiny streaks Freddie's face and this huge cock just smearing cum all over. I was hard as a rock by now. Freddie was just aching already too, I could tell, and usually he's pretty cool about it until later into the act.

Alex fed Freddie his cock, making it look like he was really pushing it down Freddie's throat. It looked great on camera. What was actually happening was that Alex was going slow, trying to be careful, but Freddie kept pulling off and telling him to quit fucking around and start shoving it in. Finally Alex got it and really stuffed his cock into Freddie's muzzle. This was the good stuff, when Alex quit worrying so much. I got a couple close ups of Freddie's muzzle, bulging cheeks and bugged out eyes. I got a couple from just behind Freddie's ear, so that the ear is sort of fuzzy looking, and the camera is pointing up at Alex, making that cock of his look even bigger and thicker, and really showing off that lion's body. Fucking nice six-pack, I tell you what.

We finally had to tell them to stop, 'cuz we got plenty of pictures. They didn't seem to want to, but so far we were still trying to follow the storyboard. They were really into each other, and I wouldn't have minded just letting them keep going... that lion looked fucking hot stuffing his cock down Freddie's throat, and Freddie was just awesome at playing the twink. A facial shot woulda been cool... oh well, gotta follow the storyboard. Fuckin' writers never know what's hot and what's not.

For the next shot we needed Freddie to take it up the ass. This was the long series... they're planning on printing at least a dozen shots of the actual fucking for the magazine. I knew it wouldn't be hard to get good pictures because I didn't have any doubts that the quality of the fucking would be just amazing. Sometimes the models don't work together very well - it's not their fault, there's just no chemistry, and it transfers to the film. But these two...

Sure enough, they were really into it. I had some doubts as to whether Freddie could even take a cock as big as Alex's, but he just dumped some lube on, bent over, and waved his ass in the air.

For the story, the lion is supposed to be pretty rough. I know Freddie likes it that way, but I think Alex was worried about hurting him. At first, anyways.

Alex held Freddie by the hips and did some really lewd stuff for us, like pushing his cock between Freddie's ass-cheeks like a fucking hot dog or something. He stuck his cock between Freddie's legs so that it came out beneath the rabbit's ballsac. Looked awesome from the front, with both standing. We got a few pictures of this one - it would probably end up as the cover photo. Alex had one arm draped across Freddie's chest and both looked straight into the camera. Alex looked really hot and dominant, while Freddie looked totally turned on, but definitely the bottom.

Looked hot. After that, Alex got Freddie bent over the bench, legs spread. I got some great pics of Alex with one leg on the bench, holding his cock in one hand and pointing it straight at Freddie's ass. When he started to enter, Freddie really was moaning and whimpering. It was so fucking hot, I thought I was gonna cream my pants right there.

I got pictures of everything. I got Alex just riding the fuck out of Freddie's ass, I got Freddie's face as he was pushed forward and pulled back, I got close ups of Freddie's ass and that big cock shoving in and out, and I even got pictures of Freddie's cock as it slapped back and forth against his stomach. Freddie let his head flop around a lot, mouth wide open, eyes shut, just loving it. Great chemistry.

Alex really started to ride Freddie hard. This was going to look fucking great. They're gonna love this stuff at the magazine. I know these are gonna look great. We had to stop them now and then, to get them to move around, change positions. I think their favorite was when we had Freddie pushed up against a locker, facing Alex, and having the lion hold him up off the floor. Alex innovated a bit and held Freddie's wrists together in one paw up above his head, while the other held his bottom. And then he fucked him. It was great. Here's this small, thin little rabbit being completely dominated by this big lion. Freddie's feet were hanging in the air a ways above the floor even. I mean, it was great, and they were having the time of their lives. I didn't have to ask them to look like they were supposed to be dominator and dominated... Freddie was really into his part, and he was just twinking out all over, closing his eyes, moaning, arching his back. Alex was getting into it too as he realized how far he could go. He started to really fuck Freddie, the kind of fucking that makes you go: "Damn, now that's some hard fucking." You know what I mean?

Hot stuff. I must've taken a hundred pictures of those two like that. We had to stop them again though. I was actually impressed they were lasting so long. I mean, Freddie looked like he was ready to cum if you blew your nose at him, and Alex was breathing hard and looked about ready to go too. We took a half hour break. I know most of the guys working went off to jack, and I felt like it too, but I stayed with Alex and Freddie to make sure they were cooling off.

They told me that they enjoyed the shoot so far and asked how I thought it was going. I told them that this was the hottest shoot I'd ever been on, and I was telling the truth. They were great together. It wouldn't surprise me if the magazine would want to use them together for another shoot or two. I told them that, and they looked like they wouldn't mind at all.

We talked about how the climax should look. Alex assured me he could cum two or three times as long as he got a break between each one. Freddie just glowed when he heard that. I knew from experience you could fuck Freddie all night long and he'd still want more, so that wasn't an issue. I figured we'd get two climax shots. I wanted one of Alex shooting his load into Freddie's face and muzzle. Fuck the writer - when the editors saw these shots, they'd tell 'im to write a new scene in or something.

The other shot I left up to them. Freddie immediately said that he wanted to be on his back on a bench with Alex on top. Alex agreed, so it was set. They figured they'd be able to time it so that they'd both cum at the same time. I thought it was bullshit, since that never happens, but who knows with these two? I know Freddie has control, so they might pull it off. Be fucking great if they do.

After the break, we set up for the first climax scene. They both got themselves cleaned up a little, and, with very little prompting, got into it. Freddie started to suck on Alex's cock again, and Alex showed very little restraint this time. That cock was really stretching out Freddie's muzzle and it looked perfect for the camera. It didn't take to long for Alex to warn us he was about ready to go. It looked great. I mean, Freddie's not all that big, so his little paws make Alex look even bigger, and so this little (comparatively, that is) rabbit is jacking off this fucking huge lion. I made sure my camera was fresh and that my assistant had a camera ready to go to for the climax shot. I was going for the facial close ups, while my assistant was going to get the full scene, of both.

Alex called out he was close and we got ready. It was perfect. Alex leaned way back, sticking his pelvis out, making his cock look huge and thick. Freddie opened up his muzzle and took this huge shot of cum straight in the face. I got pictures of it all. After the first shot, another, and another... it was great. I knew there was a sequence layout for the magazine in this.

Cum was just dripping off of Freddie's face, and he looked a little surprised by the sheer amount. He opened his muzzle wide and kind of shoved his chest forwards and his shoulders and hips back, looking really, really twinky, especially with all that cum just filling up his muzzle and dripping off his chin and all that. Fucking nice.

We took another break after that. Freddie got cleaned up (he did most of it himself) and Alex got ready to go again. He just relaxed in a chair, slowly playing with himself. I was hard pressed not to go offer my services to him. Damn, that boy could look hot doing anything.

After about half an hour or so, they both looked ready to go, so we got set up again. There was a little debate about whether Freddie should be on his front or his back. I was voting on his stomach, 'cuz I thought that it would look awesome for Freddie to stick his ass way up in the air and have Alex just go at it, stroking him off at the same time. Alex was ready for either, and we eventually figured we'd just do both.

We did it with Freddie on his stomach first, since he said he wanted to cum on his back because it was easier for the camera to see. He had a point - it'd be tricky to get it while he's on his stomach, though it'd look pretty good hitting the floor and stuff. Oh well.

Freddie got on the floor so that the side of his face and shoulders were pressing into the ground and his ass was way up in the air. His cock hung way down and kind of waved about. Alex came up behind him and held him by the hip, right above them actually, where his stomach got really slim. Then he started to fuck him really hard, just taking him for all he was worth. Freddie was really jolting around.

Alex put his paws on Freddie's back, right about where Freddie's shoulders blades were. He pushed down as he humped the poor rabbit, forcing Freddie's ass even higher. His feet were actually leaving the floor a few inches at some points.

They fucked like this for what seemed like hours, but it was only about fifteen or twenty minutes before I called for a stop and they took a break. Alex didn't pull out, though, and Freddie just kinda lay there. After a few minutes, though, Alex slid out and Freddie rolled onto his back, breathing hard. He was really having the time of his life. Just lay on the floor, this big grin on his face.

We gave them a few more minutes to get ready and then prepped for the final scene. My finger was beginning to hurt from all the pictures I'd taken, and my cock felt incredibly hard. I knew I was gonna cum like nothing when I got a chance.

Freddie lay on his back on the bench and rested his legs on the floor. Alex put one foot on the floor and put his other leg on the bench, kneeling on it. This gave us a clear view of him entering Freddie from the one side. Alex lifted one of Freddie's legs onto his shoulder, the one on the same side as Alex's raised leg, and then got ready to fuck him again. I handed him a bottle of lube and he put on a fair amount and then pushed into Freddie, who was white-knuckling the bench like it was a roller-coaster.

These were, by far, the best pictures we'd taken yet. Alex looked so hot and hunky, and here he was, all big and muscley and huge, just fucking this smallish, lithe rabbit for all he was worth. I mean, he was really letting go. Freddie loved it. You could see it in his face, and I knew it was gonna come out great in the pictures after we got them developed. He was moaning and groaning, and Alex was breathing hard and thrusting harder and harder. He leaned into it, pushing Freddie's legs back so that the rabbit's knees were nearly touching his chest. Good thing he's flexible.

We were taking massive amounts of pictures. It was almost nonstop clicking. We tried to take even more as Alex jacked Freddie off in time with his thrusts, making Freddie groan all the more. He was arching his back and everything, really putting out.

My assistant was running ragged trying to make sure I had a fresh camera every minute or two. Freddie gasped out something about getting close, and Alex nodded, speeding up his thrusts. I can only imagine what it felt like to be Freddie right there. He'd been fucked hard and fast by this studly lion for nearly an hour, and hadn't came once. This was gonna be great.

I told my assistant to get ready and we weren't disappointed. Alex actually roared as he pulled out of Freddie roughly, grasping his cock by the base and shooting a massive, thick load of lion seed all over Freddie's chest and stomach. Just coating him with it. Freddie's feet hit the floor as he came as well, shooting high and hard; his cock, which is pretty big and looks really good on him 'cuz he's so thin, well, that thing shot so much I figured his balls must be caving in.

We took so many pictures that I knew I'd have enough to take some home with me for later. This was really great stuff. Alex was breathing hard and groaning as he kept stroking, emptying himself all over Freddie. Freddie lay there, jacking himself as hard as he could, still pumping out cum. We made sure to get lots of good shots of Freddie coated in cum. He looked pretty good that way. It really showed up against his dark fur when we developed the pictures later.

The last shots were kinda sentimental. We toweled Freddie off a little, just to get the worst of it off of him. He and Alex began kissing then, really kissing hard and hot. I felt a little bad taking the pictures 'cuz they weren't even aware of any of us anymore, but hey, they looked really cute. Alex held Freddie up against him, making Freddie go on his tiptoes. Alex was sort of leaning down and had one paw on Freddie's ass and the other on his lower back, while Freddie had both arms around Alex's neck. He's kind of arched his back again, so that he's pressing up against Alex kind of slutty like, but it looks really nice.

Alex and Freddie traded numbers - I had no doubt that they'd be hooking up often after this, and probably on another set or two. Alex took off right away - said he had to go take care of some things for his school. The rest of the crew began packing up equipment and everything. Freddie hung out, chatting with people, dressed in a bathrobe. He was chilling out, enjoying our company. He's not stuck up at all and he likes to talk to everyone after a shoot, get critiques on how it went. Not fishing for compliments, though he doesn't mind 'em, but he'd really rather here you give him some tips for next time, no matter how miniscule. Really nice guy.

We struck up a conversation and talked about the shoot. I was complimenting him a lot, 'cuz he really deserved it. I'd worked with him before, but he really outdid himself on this one. He smiled and nodded, but before too long he stopped me, holding up a paw.

Look, he said to me. Do you have a private space somewhere? I still got a bit of sex to work off... wanna help me out again? Put that big otter cock of yours to work?

I love my job.

Meat Billboard

* * *

Daryl grunted as he lowered the free weights onto the rack above his head. He wasn't lifting as much as he normally did, but the big cat was a little sore from his workout the previous evening, so he was taking it easy tonight. The tiger sat up and stretched out his arms, enjoying the pleasant ache that ran through his whole body.

He stood up and twisted his torso back and forth, working out a few kinks, then leaned over to touch his toes and stretched out his arms again. The tiger was big, but definitely flexible. Big, according to some of his fellow gym members, doesn't do the tiger justice - massive would be a more likely term used to describe the cat's huge shoulders, seven foot frame, and ripped barrel chest. Muscles rippled up his arms, across his taut pecs, down his highly defined stomach, around his backside, over his incredibly toned rump, and down his thick, tightly wound thighs and calves.

When he worked out, Daryl usually wore a tight cotton t-shirt with the sleeves ripped off and some baggy nylon shorts. The shirt hugged his chest and backside closely, showing off his build. The shorts were baggy for a reason. He'd been in trouble before for wearing tight shorts. Though he didn't mean to startle that wolf on the exercise bars... he couldn't help himself! Besides, the wolf was walking again in a few weeks.

He yawned hugely and stretched his neck as he headed to the locker room. The gym was quiet, being almost midnight, and he knew it would be empty in the locker and showers. Because of his job, he didn't get to go to the 24-hour gym until late at night, but fortunately he could sleep until about two o'clock every day.

He stretched his arms again before opening the locker room door. There wasn't anybody else around, as far as he could tell. He stopped in front of his locker and put his hands on his hips, leaning back and really stretching out. Daryl sighed as he sat down and opened his locker, then pulled off his shirt. He heard the door open and close, but didn't pay it much attention as he stood up again and pulled off his shorts and jock strap, minus the cup. Probably the 3 a.m. cleaning crew coming through early. He pulled his towel tight around his waist and headed for the showers, a bottle of shampoo in his paw.

The showers consisted of a rectangular tiled room with several showerheads on each wall. He turned two of them on and angled them towards each other. He left the water on hot and stepped into the dual stream, sighing loudly with pleasure as the water soaked into his fur. He rubbed his shoulders and arched his back, purring a little as the hot water and warm steam eased his aching muscles.

He turned around and grabbed his shampoo of a small ledge on the wall below the knob and squirted some into his paw. He rubbed himself down with the soap, forming a lot of suds. He went quickly, deftly massaging his shoulders and lower back as he worked the soap into his fur. He purred a little more as he stepped back into the shower spray and rinsed off.

He was turning around to wash off his back when he noticed someone staring at him. The short, stocky hyena immediately looked away when he realized Daryl was looking back at him, obviously hoping Daryl didn't see him watching. He looked like he just arrived and was changing clothes to go exercise. But Daryl saw that he'd taken a locker that offered a good view of the showers, and he was taking his sweet time about changing into his gym clothes. The tiger grinned to himself and pretended he hadn't noticed anything. He turned back to his shower, but kept a surreptitious eye on the hyena.

What the hell, Daryl thought to himself. I'll give him a show.

He arched his back again and leaned against the wall, letting the water run down over his shoulders and chest. He put his paws around his neck and then slowly slid them down over his huge pecs, then down over his awe-inspiring six-pack. He stopped at about his waist. His paws slowly kneaded his fur as he brought them back up over his stomach and chest. The water flattened his fur against his skin, really making his muscles stand out.

The hyena stared, not pretending anymore.

That got his attention, Daryl thought to himself, a smile almost sneaking onto his lips. He kept his eyes half-shut, pretending not to see the hyena still.

His sheath, already nice and plump from the hot water, grew larger as he got into his act. He loved having an audience. Smiling a little now, his paws worked their way over his chest again, then down his sides. He enjoyed showing off like this - he wasn't a braggart about his body, but he knew he was built and didn't mind flaunting. His cock drooped from its sheath, hanging out several inches. Water dripped off the black shaft onto the floor as the tiger shifted his feet, pushing his back against the wall a little lower as he arched his back, forcing his pelvis outwards. His glutes flexed as he squeezed them together for the hyena's benefit.

The massive tiger purred loudly as steam filled the room. His paws slipped down his thighs and squeezed. He moved them up an inch or two and squeezed again. He repeated this until his paws were right next to his growing cock and heavy balls. Water cascaded down his body as he slowly ran a finger along his length. His large, thick shaft throbbed, growing larger all the time.

Daryl turned and faced into the shower, letting the water his face and run down his chest and abs. He wiped a paw across his eyes, wiping away water while his other paw ran down his stomach towards his ever-growing maleness.

Painfully slowly, Daryl wrapped a paw around the base of his sheath, giving it a nice, playful squeeze. The hyena had a clear view from the side of Daryl doing this, which the tiger knew and used to his advantage. He squeezed himself again, purring loudly. His cock dropped all the way out of its sheath as it grew, gaining length and thickness quickly. The dark shaft rose quickly as the tiger ran his paw up and down the length once, just to really get it going.

Sighing, he closed his eyes for real and smiled. This felt really good - a captive audience, hot water, and a nice big erection. Jacking off after a good workout always felt awesome. He stroked himself, enjoying the feeling of his paw sliding up and down his beer can-thick erection. His cock throbbed and twitched, growing harder and stiffer as the hot water surged around him from both showerheads.

A loud sigh of pleasure escaped his lips as he pumped himself slowly with his fist, his other paw playing with his nipples. He tilted his head back, letting the water rush over him.

He looked over at the hyena out of the corner of his eye. The massive cat grinned to himself when he saw the hyena watching him in rapt fascination.

The hyena appeared solidly built. Wearing only his boxers, his erection looked quite large, which made Daryl purr even louder and put an extra throb into his cock as he watched the hyena's tented boxer shorts. He pumped his fist up and down his cock several more times as his tail waved back and forth near his calves.

He turned around and put his palm on the wall in front of him. He lowered his head, letting the hot water run down over his back. He pumped his hips forward into his paw, knowing that would really get the hyena going, and he wasn't disappointed. When he glanced over at the aroused male, Daryl saw him stroking his erection with one paw while the other paw held a large towel over his lap, as if to cover himself up.

Hard to cover up something that big, dude, Daryl thought to himself. I should know...

He thrust his hips harder, making it look like he was fucking his paw. He knew that the hyena was most likely imagining himself as being exactly where his paw was now, and that was exactly what Daryl was going for. He thrust again, arching his head back and moaning loudly as several gobs of precum hit the tiles and were quickly washed away by the steaming water.

Still moaning lightly, he turned his back to the wall and, using both paws now, began pumping his fists and thrusting his hips at the same time - a really nice sight, because his cock was big enough that his paws could barely wrap around it all the way, and it was plenty long enough to stick out well past both of his paws as he thrust his hips forwards. He kept this up for a while, both because it felt really good and because he wasn't sure how much longer he could last... the great workout, the warm water, the feeling of eyes on him... it made him really hard and ready to cum.

He groaned and used a paw to cup his full, heavy balls, rolling them around a little. His cock jerked as more precum dribbled out the tip. He knew he was getting close, and a quick look out the corner of his eye at the hyena confirmed that his audience was ready to go too. The hyena was fully jerking off now, disregarding the towel completely, eyes locked on the tiger's fantastic body and huge erection.

Time for the grand finale, Daryl thought. This'll be fun!

* * *

Benjamin handed the attendant his membership card and tapped his foot as he looked at the clock. He liked to work out before going to sleep, and since he didn't have to work for the next three days, he didn't mind coming to the gym so late tonight. He smiled at the attendant as he took his card back and headed for the locker rooms to change into his gym clothes.

Benjamin wore a pair of jeans and a dark green polo shirt, but when he worked out he usually wore some nylon shorts and an older cotton tee. He'd been coming to the gym regularly for the last two months, and he was already seeing some definite tone in his arms and chest - plus the light pudge he'd built up over the last couple years was disappearing rapidly. Benjamin was a football player in college, and still had a little of the stocky linebacker build left, but that had been a few years ago. His desk job didn't help his physique, but the months at the gym were beginning to shape him up to his previous standard.

It didn't sound like anyone else was in the locker rooms. Pity, Benjamin thought to himself. Nobody to check out tonight. Probably too late - all the hotties will be at home.

He heard the showers turn on just as he was sitting down in front of a locker. Ears twitching, the hyena stood up. He peeked around the corned of a set of lockers - and stared.

A gorgeous, hunky, incredibly built tiger was showering. A huge, completely buff, toned, muscled, and masculine tiger. He looked awesome. Benjamin's cock immediately grew hard. Trying to act casual, he sat down at a locker with a nice clear view of the showers - and tried not to stare as the tiger lathered himself up.

Benjamin nearly fell against his locker as he watched. Besides having one of the best bodies he'd seen in a long time, the tiger had a massive sheath. As the suds fell off, Benjamin could only imagine what it looked like fully erect. His jeans were tenting out so much it was almost painful, and he quickly tried to pull them off without attracting the attention of that gorgeous male in the showers. Though not necessarily a voyeur, Benjamin enjoyed a good looking guy as much as anyone else and rarely missed an opportunity to check out the eye-candy. This opportunity was too good to pass up!

He pulled off his shirt and had his paws on his boxers when he looked back over at the tiger. The big male was rinsing off and letting the water run over his body. Benjamin's muzzle fell open as he fantasized about licking those hard pecs, exploring that highly defined abdomen, and pressing against those big paws as they squeezed his hips...

He snapped his head towards his locker as the tiger looked over at him.

Please don't have seen me, please don't have seen me, he whispered to himself. He peeked back. The tiger was still showering. Still looking incredible.

Phew, he thought. That was close. Have to be more careful, or I'll lose the chance to check him out.

He stood up and casually pulled off his boxers - leaving his meaty erection to wave about in mid-air. He hastily pulled his towel onto his lap as he turned slightly to watch the tiger again.

The tiger was slowly feeling himself, from his chest to his crotch and back up again. Benjamin's cock did a double take, then squirted out the biggest load of precum he'd ever had.

He could hardly believe his eyes as the tiger felt himself up. There was no way he could actually be doing this, Benjamin thought. I must be dreaming.

But what a glorious dream! Benjamin stared, open-mouthed, as the giant of a male jacked off, his paw wrapping around that thick meat, sliding up and down, over the tip and then back to the base. Such a beautiful cock... hard, long, thick and full, drooling precum...

Benjamin began jacking off without even realizing it. His cock throbbed with need and desire as he lusted over the buff tiger - who was still blissfully unaware of his presence. Hopefully until after I get to see that great big cock of his shoot a nice big load, Benjamin thought.

He realized he was breathing loudly, gasping almost, and his cock spurted precum. His eyes wouldn't leave that vision of heaven in the showers. The tiger faced the shower wall, a paw holding himself against the tiles as his other paw slid up and down his shaft, the tiger's hips thrusting hard in and out...

Benjamin nearly came right then as he imagined himself where that paw was; he could hardly believe his eyes as the tiger moaned and purred, really stroking himself hard and fast... Benjamin watched as the tiger turned around and used both paws; the big male's hips thrusting away as he slipped his paws over his meat again and again. Benjamin could hardly take anymore as his own paw ran up and down his cock.

"What would it feel like?" he thought. "To be that tiger's playmate for a night? To feel his hard, defined body, to stroke his chiseled, handsome face, to run his fingers through his fluffy, light fur, to take that huge cock into his muzzle and suck that lovely juice right out?"

Benjamin couldn't help it. He came, and he came hard. His cock spraying a thick stream of cum that hit the locker room door and splashed onto the neighboring lockers, as well as onto the floor. He wasn't paying attention, though. He was watching the tiger, who growled lustily and turned right towards him, both paws pumping that thick, gorgeous piece of tiger cock as it jetted out long, thick ropes of gooey tigerspunk. They hit the floor and splashed on the tiles, but were quickly washed away by streams of water. Three, four, five, six of these thick, goopy strings as the tiger groaned and leaned back against the wall for support.

Benjamin moaned lightly to himself as he watched, his cock still rock hard and dripping in cum. His erection didn't go down an inch - how could it after a show like that? He felt so embarrassed though; the tiger saw him jacking off!

The tiger was staring straight at him, a huge smile plastered on his face, a paw still stroking his half-hard cock. He winked before walking out of sight around the corner of the showers.

Benjamin freaked. He couldn't clean himself off fast enough. He kept dropping his towel and groaned a little, wondering if the tiger was pissed off at him for watching. He growled a little as he pulled on his shirt. How could the tiger blame him? It's not like he asked him to go into the showers and jack off like that. He froze when he heard the tiger move nearer.

He looked up and stared blankly as that vision of masculinity walked up to him, sans towel. Totally naked and still half-hard, the tiger smiled at him and held out a small business card. Benjamin took it without thinking, feeling rather stupid as the tiger winked at him again, then turned around and sauntered off. The hyena couldn't help but stare at the tiger's rump as he walked away.

Benjamin took a deep breath. Struggling into his clothes, he dressed quickly and left the gym in a hurry, casting an apologetic look at the attendant, who looked at him curiously.

Outside, he ran for his apartment about seven or eight blocks away. It was only when he was safely inside that he thought to look at the card the tiger gave him. It had the address of a gay strip club on it called "The Hole." Benjamin knew about it - the club was only a few blocks away, though he'd never been. The card was good for getting in without paying the cover.

"Figures," the hyena muttered, disappointed. "He's advertising for them..." He sighed and thought back to the tiger's gorgeous body. "But what a great commercial!"

He turned the card over over. He smiled widely as he read the handwritten note on the back of the card, complete with phone number.

We should work out together sometime. I'm at the gym every night. Hope I see you soon! - Daryl