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The smell of sweat coursed through the locker room as the wrestling team entered their private locker room. Glistening like diamonds, the tight latex singlets showed off the most powerful assets of each team member. One stood out in particular. A chestnut colored horse walked in, sweat dripping from his muscular body. The singlet clung tight to his chest, and highlighted each bump, and curve over him. His arms were large, and were on the cusp of fitness. His chest bulged menacingly as he took long gulps of air, panting as he strolled with swagger. The pouch housed within the confines of the singlet, and hidden jockstrap looked bloated, and full. He gave a light whinny when his light brown tail slapped against his rump.

The singlet was a deep black with the crouch, and inner thighs being a light white. The back of the singlet was black until the rump area which was the same color as the inner thighs and crotch. Fake claw marks were scratched across the singlet with the words "Edwardsville Panthers" below it.

The horse loved the high after a wrestling match. Luckily, most of the team, except the varsity members, got to leave early, so there was only about six people left in the locker room so most of the team was oblivious to the pronounced bulge he had. It was the first match of the year, and he still didn't know the new people's names. Every member he walked by, he searched for a letter or a giveaway, but came up empty. He didn't care though. He was basking in his high.

His mind felt numb, and his body ached, but in a blissful way. He felt powerful. He felt like he could push a boulder up a massive mountain and not even break. Giving a grin, and standing tall, the egocentric horse continued strutting down the locker oom until he found his number. Stripping down, several teammates started to remove their singlets before even reaching their locker. Chuckling softly as he watched a lion strip from his gear to put his body on full display, the horse said to himself,

"I guess no one is worried about modesty."

Finding his row, he walked down the narrow passageway, dodging the naked males sitting on the bench, and making small talk as they stripped. One was a massive bear with a tribal tattoo on his right bicep. His arms were well defined, and his legs held no fat. The bear had deep brown fur that clashed with the singlet. The other wrestler was a husky who was just as built as the bear. The husky had large arms, and legs that rivaled the bear, and James couldn't help, but admire the muscular ass held tightly in the spandex.

He opened his locker, and smiled to himself, hiding behind the locker's open door as he continued to check the husky and bear out, as he felt his nose bombarded by the soups that he had stashed inside. Showering was his favorite time. It was his "me" time. His mind wondered to the warm water cascading over his body, running through his fur like a river, the lather rinsing off the sweat and musk, and his hands exploring himself, digging deep into his most vulnerable places.

He give a small knicker, and realized he was touching himself through his singlet. His right hand was gripping his bulge noticeably, and he looked over to see the two wrestlers looking at him hungrily. The husky was clearly sporting an erection, and the bear gave a chuckle when he noticed his friend's singlet looking a bit tighter than it was before. James didn't recognize either of them, and could tell they were freshmen.

Or fresh meat as he liked to label them.

He returned a small smirk to the duo, and rubbed his hand up against his right nipple temptingly, teasing the two wrestlers as he gave them a show they wouldn't forget.

Jumping at the sound of a locker closing, the horse turned around to be face to face with one of the biggest members of their team. Bruce towered above him as if he was nothing, but a small ant. Saying the bull was bigger than him was an understatement; Bruce could crush him. Sweat dripped down the light brown bull's fur, making it shine. Bruce's brown eyes matched the horses, and soon he found himself transfixed on them. Leaning up against the lockers casually, Bruce raised an eyebrow when he saw the horse's fingers pinching his nipples inside the singlet.

"I see you're still a horny bastard, James."

"Oh, and you're not?!" James said defensively as he felt two large arms wrap around him, pulling him close. Feeling the bear's large pecs brush against his back, his heart skipped a beat. Flexing, James dirtily said,

"Like that? One hundred percent grade 'A' horse right here!"

Giving a grunt in return, the bear dived his hand into James's singlet, gripping the pouch within. The horse let out a small whinny as he felt the hand give him a gentle squeeze of dominance.

James didn't want any of that, and wrestled the bear to the floor. The horse straddled the bear's chest, pulling the singlet down to unveil another tribal tattoo that circled around the bear's right nipple.

"If you want me, you are going to have to work for me. In other words, pucker up butter cup."

With that, James dived into a deep kiss. Their tongues battled with one another, each one fighting for control. Growling, the bear gripped James's shoulders, and pulled him in close, making their chests brush against one another. Their bulges collided, the bear thrusting upwards, and grinding against the horse. James just nickered happily, knowing full well he had the wrestler around his finger.

Bruce watched with a smug grin across his face, and winked at the husky who was watching with his jaw agape. Bruce brought up his pointer finger, and gestured for the husky to come to him.

He did.

"What's your name, boy?" Bruce said with an evil grin, making sure to almost bark the word "boy."

The husky's ears flattened when he heard the word used so harshly, and felt his body start to shake. And yet, he felt his erection within his singlet was leaking dramatically.

Blushing wildly red, the husky said, "E-Ethan. Ethan Moris."

Turning around abruptly, Bruce walked to his locker, and started to ruffle through it until his hand touched something cool. Looking back towards the husky, he gripped the collar, hiding it behind his back, and said, "I have something for you..."

The husky gave a nod, and walked slowly over to him. In the background, the husky could hear James's whinnies getting louder, and more apparent, and could hear the bear's grunts becoming louder, and masculine.

When Ethan stood inches away from Bruce, he raised his hand to speak, but was immediately cut off. He felt Bruce's hands wrap around his back, and pull him close before lips pushed up against his. The bull's tongue invaded his mouth. Feeling his weight being shifted, Ethan didn't realize that he was being pushed up against the lockers. He couldn't fight what was happening.

Breaking the kiss as soon about as quick as it started, Ethan felt himself lean forward with desire in his eyes. His body shivered as he felt a finger trail up his abs. The finger ascended higher and higher until it brushed the husky's cheek. At that very moment, Bruce put the collar around Ethan's neck, the cool leather caressing the husky's fur.

Ethan gave a small moan as he felt Bruce's tongue slowly lick up his neck, and connect with his lips once more..

A medallion dangled from the black leather. It jingled with each move, signifying that the wearer was nearby. Scrawled onto the collar was a word that sent a strange feeling down Ethan's spine every time he laid eyes on it.

Pup.

Gripping Ethan's pouch lustfully, Bruce continued his rampage, using his other hand to feel up the muscles hidden underneath the singlet.

Blushing as he gave a loud moan, Ethan couldn't help, but let his mind wonder away. He felt his consciousness drifting as all rational thoughts left his brain. He could only think of the intimacy between himself, and his teammate that was now taking off his singlet.

Ethan's mind swam in an ocean of sensual longing as Bruce displayed his deep red jockstrap. Bruce's pouch was well defined in the snug material, the shape of the pouch cradling Bruce's most private parts. Getting as close as he could to Ethan, Bruce grabbed Ethan's singlet, and gave it a rough yank downward until it joined the pile of clothing now forming at their feet.

Now half naked, Ethan blushed when he realized he was on display for the trio to see. His red fur on his arms, and legs brought out his features while the white fur on his chest, treasure trail, back of his legs, and thighs shined brightly in the artificial light of the locker room. Ethan's curly tail was red, but the inside of it was the same white as his chest.

Eyeing up the underwear choice that Ethan wore, the bull gave a snort, and gripped Ethan's pouch dominatingly saying, "What are these?"

"C-compression s-shorts....Ughhh!" Ethan said loudly as he felt his pouch squeezed.

"Tsk tsk tsk. From now on, jockstraps are the only thing I want to see your snug little ass in."

Kissing Ethan on the lips once more, Bruce felt Ethan's hefty package in his left hand. He cupped Ethan's balls gently, making the husky moan into Bruce's mouth. Seeing that as a sign of enjoyment, Bruce added a few light squeezes, making Ethan squirm beneath him. Disengaging the kiss, Bruce licked his lips lustfully, his hands moving to Ethan's shoulders.

"W-wait! C-can I at least have y-your name?"

Looking deep into the red velvet eyes of the husky, Bruce said with a smug grin,

"Master."

Giving a grin when he heard James give a loud groan, Bruce looked over to see the horse on all fours with a towel underneath him. A bright yellow jockstrap covered the horse's digit while the open rear had a bear muzzle buried inside the two round cheeks.

Licking at the tight hole, the bear grinned when he heard James give a loud grunt in appreciation. Pre stained the pouch of James's jockstrap, and trickled out onto the towel below his legs. Every movement of the bear's tongue sent shivers down the horse's spine, coaxing more moans from the horse.

Gritting his teeth as he felt pressure build within his orbs, James said, "I don't believe I got your...uhhh....name."

"It's Jack." The bear said with a growl. "You'll know it fully when I'm done with you."

Grabbing James's jockstrap's pouch, and giving it a squeeze, Jack aggressively started to lick at the horse's hole once more. James squirmed under the treatment he was receiving, his member throbbing in the cotton of his jockstrap. A large bulge was very obvious. The jockstrap was straining against James's manhood, and Ethan was sure that the pouch could burst open at any moment. His massive cock throbbed with need, letting out large drops of pre that stained the once dry material. Soon, the bear started to increase his speed, making sure to hit each of the horse's sweet spots.

Letting out a loud whinny, James unleashed his first load of the night. A very large wet spot formed in the middle of the jock, and worked its way to the sides. James's hips bucked, and Jack had to grab onto James's hips to keep the horse's pucker close enough to lick.

Even when James was finished climaxing, Jack continued to lick at the pucker until he had his fill.

When he sat up, Jack sniffed to smell the horse's musk eradiating from the now seeded jock. He grinned, and said,

"You ponies always have it bad."

Stripping fully out of his singlet, and jockstrap, the now nude bear threw his clothes to the side, and stuck his seven inch in between James's two firm cheeks. He started to lightly buck his hips, and grabbed one of the straps of the horse's jock. He pulled it, and let go which rang a firm slap through the locker room.

The sound of a collar being jingled sweetly joined the sound of the strap slap. Bruce had Ethan's compression shorts on a bench nearby, and he was eagerly exploring the naked male's body. Ethan gasped when he felt a hand grip his rump, and the other hand start to push two fingers into him. He was pinned against the lockers, and even if he did move, he couldn't do anything. Bruce's body was pushed firmly up against his, making no room for escape.

His inner walls tried to push the invading fingers out, but it was no use. The persistent bull simply pushed harder, making Ethan squirm, and moan. Ethan was starting to pant lustily as the fingers dived deeper, and deeper into him.

Feeling Ethan push back onto his hand, Bruce grinned, and gave a light push into him.

"Mmmmm...like that pup?"

Blushing, Ethan simply nodded.

Grabbing Ethan's throbbing erection, Bruce pushed up against Ethan with his own. Bruce grabbed both of the erections, and started to lightly stroke them, making Ethan start to involuntarily thrust forward. Bruce pulled his fingers halfway out before thrusting them unceremoniously back in, making Ethan moan, and pant.

Going for the kill, Bruce leaned in, and kissed Ethan on the lips. He loved feeling the smaller male squirm, and groan bellow him as his tongue penetrated Ethan's mouth once more. The husky never grew tired of the bovine's lips on his own, and welcomed the dominance that Bruce was throwing onto him.

Bruce felt Ethan's manhood throb in his hand, and release a clear liquid. He smiled, and let go of the two cocks in his hand, and cupped the huskies balls. He unlatched the kiss, and said,

"I am going to milk you for all you got, pup. On the floor."

Ethan did as he was told, and moved away from the warmth of the bull, and onto all fours. He stared straight ahead, his tail sticking straight up in the air. He was inches away from James who was being pounded by Jack. The sound of the bear's hefty balls slapping against the horse's own orbs made Ethan's ears twitch with each hit. James was moaning uncontrollably, his back arched, and pushing back hard against Jack. The bear loved the treatment, and he gave James's backside a slap before saying,

"Ughhhhh...so tight!"

Bruce walked to the husky, and whispered in his ear seductively, "You better get used to this position after every match and practice, freshman."

Ethan gave a loud groan at the dirty talk, and then felt a tongue lick against his taint. Ethan nearly lost his load, and he felt his claws dig into the concrete of the floor below him. He arched his back the same way James was doing for Jack.

James lustfully licked his lips at what was happening to Ethan, and said, "Hope you're...UGH....ready to get pounded."

Giving a vocal grunt, the bear leaned over James, and started to grind against him. James pushed back without a second thought. Ethan could tell Jack was close to releasing his load.

But so was he.

Bruce's tongue started to work its way down until Ethan could feel it against the bottom of his shaft. Ethan groaned, not ashamed of the pleasure he was feeling, spurting pre onto the floor below. Jack gave a grin and said,

"I didn't know you were such a slut."

Shooting Jack a glare, Ethan said, "Says the guy...NGGHH!"

"What was that? I couldn't hear you." Jack said as he gave James a rough thrust, making him arch back.

Ethan would have finished his sentence if a tongue didn't enter his hole. He felt the flexible muscle move deeper into him, and the bull's lips against his pucker. Feeling two fingers find his nipples, Ethan let out a gasp as he felt the fingers pinch both of them. The sensual euphoria that shot through his body like a bullet, make him shake in anticipation for what Bruce had in store for him.

It was heaven for Ethan, and he found himself on the brink of cumming.

But then Bruce stopped.

And soon Ethan found something thicker against his hole, something that throbbed with need.

The hard object pushed itself in between Ethan's crack, and the now dominated husky could hear a soft moan behind him as Bruce started to rock his hips back and forth. The bull's large orbs started to rub against Ethan's own, and Ethan blushed as he realized what was happening to him.

He was being hot dogged.

Pre started to dribble out of Bruce's cock, and with every soft moo that came out of him, Ethan would feel a clear liquid jet on his lower back.

Ethan blushed at the thought of being marked as Bruce's. He could smell the bull's scent on his fur, and his musk all around him. The mix of sweat from the wrestling match, and of the arousal that the stimulated wrestler gave off put Ethan in almost a trance. His heart thumped in his chest, and each beat reminded him of how alive he felt at the moment.

How right it felt to submit to another male. He wasn't being raped, far from it in fact.

He wanted Bruce from the beginning.

"Fuck me." Ethan said softly into his arms.

He had an itch.

And he had it bad.

"What was that? I couldn't hear you." Bruce said with a grin as he leaned over Ethan, his muscular chest brushing against the husky's toned back. Ethan felt teeth nibble on his ear, and he whimpered in submissiveness.

"I said, fuck me!"

Ethan's voice echoed throughout the locker room.

Luckily, the rest of the team left before each of them started their antics. The only person that reacted was James's who was being relentlessly pounded by Jack. Their moans stopped for a second, turning into grins as they watched Ethan fully submit himself to Bruce.

Gasping when he felt the head of Bruce's manhood push against his opening, Ethan closed his eyes, and waited for the pain of penetration. He bit his lower lip.

"As you wish." Bruce said.

Pushing into Ethan, Bruce gave out a sigh as he felt the tight walls tighten around the tip of his head. Ethan cried out as he felt Bruce enter him, filling him. James took note, and leaned in, kissing Ethan on lips. Trembling as he was bombarded by different sensations, Ethan's body quaked as Bruce pushed deeper and deeper until his orbs touched against Bruce's own. A slap rang through the locker room as Ethan felt the bull's balls collide with the bottom of his rump, and with his own as Bruce pulled out until he was at the base of his shaft, and unceremoniously pushed back in.

Bruce let out a masculine grunt as he felt the walls close in harder around his manhood. Ethan let out a whimper in James's lips, feeling his own digit twitch for release. As James was thrust into by Jack, Ethan could feel his body being pushed back a bit with each thrust, making his own body push against Bruce. His collar jingled as he was shaken, sandwiched in between a bear and a bull with a horse not letting him escape.

Although Bruce was usually a bit rougher with his mates, the bull had a soft spot for Ethan, and asked,

"Is this your first time, Ethan?"

Disengaging the kiss with James, Ethan looked back to see concern scrawled into Bruce's face.

Ethan smiled shyly, blushing, and nodded.

Bruce smiled back warmly, and said, "I will be gentle."

Surprised at the different side of Bruce's nature, Ethan felt safe, and relaxed. He felt his body calm, and start to compose itself, and analyze all the feelings that were relentless flowing into him. As he started to feel serene, he arched his back into a more natural position. Bruce was truthful on his word, and when he pulled out, he pushed back in as soothingly as possible. When Bruce was fully in, Ethan let out a groan as he felt a different feeling start to flood out the pain of being penetrated.

A euphoric high started to explode from his body, his mind drunk on the emotion that rushed through his very being. Bruce repeated the motion, and Ethan felt like he was about to explode. His manhood throbbed, and shot pre onto the concrete floor below. He found it hard to stay quiet.

That was until James's kissed him again.

Seeing the two kiss was setting Jack on fire. He started to speed up his thrusting frantically, making sure to get in nice and deep. He wanted his pony to climax again, and ten times harder. His balls started to slap against James's rump. James moaned into Ethan's lips, vibrating the husky's body, and making Ethan nearly lose his load.

Feeling Bruce's toned chest lean over his back, Ethan pushed back as hard as he could against Bruce, making the bull chuckle before pulling on the husky's collar lightly saying,

"Want me to speed this up?"

Ethan looked up to his right shoulder where the bull's head was positioned, and winked, signaling what he felt through his eyes so he wouldn't have to disengage his kiss with James.

Bruce nodded, and said, "Good. Be prepared for a ride, pup."

Ethan whimpered when he felt Bruce pull out, and push roughly into him once more. With a resounding slap, his hips hit against Ethan's backside, and his orbs hit against Ethan's. Feeling his ears fold back in submissiveness, Ethan felt his body start to rock back and forth as he pushed back against Bruce.

James moved away from Ethan's lips, grinning from ear to ear.

"So how do you feel being bred by a big strong bull?"

"Nnnngh..."

"That's what....UGHHHHH....thought."

Bruce smirked at Jack, and said,

"I think we just found our two subs for the team."

Jack grunted, his face contorted in pleasure, and a snarl leaving his lips.

"I think so. Man this pony is tight. I don't think I can hold out much longer."

Bruce gave a groan, and said, "I am definably in the same boat."

Feeling the bull's chest start to grind against his back, Ethan let out a groan as pre jetted from his cock, and onto the floor.

Feeling Bruce start to speed up even more, and his collar start to raddle uncontrollably, Ethan felt his claws dig into the floor below him as Bruce bucked his hips faster and faster. Ethan felt his body scream for release, his orbs tensing, and pulling up close as pleasure coursed through him like hot lava.

It seemed James was having the same problem. He was hunched over, and Jack was frantically thrusting in and out of James's hole.

"Let's see how hard I can make you cum into your jock." Jack growled.

Ethan couldn't control the ecstasy flowing through his body, and he felt his need for release grow too strong. His body shook, and in the biggest sexual high he ever experienced, he let out a long moan as he climaxed all over the concrete floor.

Bruce was next. The clenching around his manhood sent him over the edge, and he mooed loudly as he grinded into Ethan, and unloaded his milky seed inside. Ethan just climaxed harder at the thought of being completely taken by Bruce.

Then came Jack.

He let out a roar as he seeded James, pulling out, and spraying his milky contents all over the horse's back. He flexed his right arm while using his left hand to milk himself of all he had. James let out a whinny as he came for the second time in the affair, his large balls unloading into his already soaked jock. He shot so hard that Ethan got hit on the cheek by the horse's jets of seed.

The four, panting wildly, basked in their afterglow. Ethan's legs collapsed from underneath him, and he felt Bruce glide on top of him gently. He felt the blunt bull teeth nibble on his ear playfully, and he grinned back at Bruce.

"God damn you were a fine one." Bruce said with a wink.

Ethan looked over to see Jack and James both cuddling with one another, each one turned on their side. They were kissing passionately, their tongues intertwined with one another.

Pulling out, Bruce moved to his locker, and grabbed his clothes along with Ethan's and said,

"You're staying over at my place tonight, pup."

Ethan didn't even argue. He wanted to be with his bull....

With his master.

After showering with one another, putting on their clothes, and heading out of the campus's gym, the cool night air washed over the duo. It wasn't very late. It was only about eight in the evening.

"What about James and Jack?" Ethan asked as he adjusted the jock Bruce made him put on.

"They will eventually get up off the floor." Bruce said with a snicker.

Walking out to the parking lot, Bruce found his car, and unlocked it. It wasn't anything special. It was a coupe that could hold about four people.

Ethan took his place in the passenger's seat, the leather sinking into him. His eyes were starting to feel like weights, and he felt fatigue sit in. His mind started to wonder away, fading into unconsciousness. The last thing he could remember was being picked up by strong arms, and lifted out of the car.

Waking up suddenly, Ethan could feel the morning light entering his eyes. He was only clad in tight briefs that revealed his aroused member. He realized he was leaking profusely, and he reached out to give it a light stroke in his underwear.

It reacted instantly, and he came. His orgasm was powerful, and Ethan let out a groan of lust as his primal instincts took over. He started to buck his hips into the air, his seed coating the material. Ethan fell back onto his pillow with a satisfied "huff."

"That was some wet dream." He muttered to himself as he looked around his dorm room.

His roommate was gone like always, and Ethan figured he stayed at some dudes house while partying overnight.

"Good thing he didn't see the show." The husky thought to himself with a devilish snicker as he got out of bed with cum stained underwear, and walked to his desk. He opened it up to see something that made him gasp loudly.

A shiny black collar with "Pup" inscribed into it.