Locker room routine
Smut for Fun
I love the locker rooms. I just finished my daily routine with roommate Martin. The bear and I always hang have been getting into the routine for a while. But my favorite part of the routine is at the end. Martin and I always finish each workout with a little treat, as an incentive if the sculpting of our bodies wasn't enough. My draconic body rather fit with strong lean muscle. Martin was the typical bear, strong as all hell, but all that muscle was covered in a nice layer of fat and fur.
We finished the workout and went to the locker room showers to cool down. I got undressed taking the sweaty tank top off exposing my strong pecks and allowing my wings room to stretch. After I removed my shoes and shorts I began my stretches in front of my locker. All the while Martin was undressing staring at my packed jock strap.
Usually we have our routine so late that the gym is usually empty on campus. As I finished up my stretches a cheetah walked by. If I remember right his name was Scott, and he was on the track team. He had just finished a run by the looks of it and he was covered in sweat. For a skinny guy his musk was rather strong. He ignored us as he undressed and grabbed his towel heading to the showers. I looked at martin and we nodded having the same idea. I removed my jock strap and as Martin and I walked to the showers we steadily received blood in our cocks.
In the rather normal sized shower room we took the open stalls next to him. There were no curtains or boards, just an open shower for all the world, least the locker room. Martin was barely taller than Scott, but I stood noticeably taller than him and my cock was at half-mast laying between my legs and nestled on my tennis ball sized testis. I used my tail to gradually caress his leg as nonchalantly as possible, giving him the occasional caress under his tail. He didn't jump but shivered.
I moved in and went behind him. With cheeks blazing red through his fur I pushed him forward. He bent over and braced against the wall. It was nice as the warm water cascaded over my scales and I pushed my hardening cock into his waiting entrance. My pointed tip slipped in well as pre and water lubed the way. Making sure he enjoyed every bit of my long cock I went slow, making him feel every rib. I only stopped just short of the knot.
Martin went between Scott and the wall allowing him to lean on the bear's muscular gut. Martin was fully hard and making quite the mess with his baseball sized balls. He moved Scott's head toward his eager cock. The whole time Scott didn't resist, he encourage greatly by starting to rock and gyrate his hips on my cock and quickly engulf Martins leaking cock.
As he sucked and slurped on Martin's thick bear meat making him grunt and thrush, I started to move on my end. First slower, eliciting moans from Scott, then picking up the pace. My cock was leaking so muck pre he was well lubed. Martin reached over and turned the heat up on the shower generating a nice steam and pleasantly hot water on us as we rutted.
By now I was Slamming my hips against Scott pushing him further on the meat stick in front of him, Scott's moans vibrating Martins cock and copious amounts of pre were leaking out of his muzzle. My balls were starting to clench up as they slammed into the cheetah's testis. I was getting close and gazing at the muzzle fucking going on at the front end I would say Martin was close as well.
My rough rutting was still going on as Martin unleashed his load into Scott's mouth. He slammed his hips against the cheetah's muzzle and proceed to launch his load, spilling and getting all over his crotch and Scott's face, literally coating him in his spooge as he desperately tried to swallow the unrelenting waves.
With a final thrust and a heavy grunt I forced my knot into him, he clapped shut and spasmed below shooting his cum on Martin's feet. My orgasm was fierce and was completely contained within Scott's bum due to my knot. As I released my seed into his depths I relished in to warmth of his rear and that of the now very steamy shower room. All the while Martin and I were spasming tidal waves of cum into and onto him. When we were done we sat there looking at this messing cheetah through the steam. He belly was beyond full and he sported a noticeable bulge in his belly due to his naturally skinny frame. And as we finished our impressive orgasms he spasmed again onto the floor hitting Martin's feet. We sat their enjoying the view and feeling of our cocks in him.
Martin was the first to remove himself, I followed allowing my softening cock out of his rump with an audible plop, followed by an onslaught of cum before he was able to shut himself.
The three of us finished showering, washing our cum stains away. Martin and I got stupid grins on our faces as we watched Scott waddle out of the shower with his full belly and tail swinging happily.