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Letting Off Some Steam

My muscles were screaming at me by the time I stepped into my bathroom. I closed the door and flipped on the light. My body was covered in a mixture of sweat, dirt, and -- where I had nicked myself -- blood. All of this was the result of spending the entire morning and early afternoon replanted shrubs in my backyard. And now, as I stood in my small bathroom with salty sweat running down my body in rivulets, I was finally able to call it a day.

I stripped off my soiled clothes and tossed them into a trash bag that I kept under the sink. It was for these kind of occasions when my clothes were disgusting. I didn't want to get floor dirty as well. Hence the garbage bag. I'd take it down to the laundry room once I was done with my shower.

I pulled back the shower curtain and twisted the "H" knob. Water gushed from the spout, stray droplets splashing me. I tested the water with my fingers and adjusted the temperature by twisted the "C" knob, mixing in cold water. Once the temperature was to my liking -- just below scalding -- I twisted the center knob and sent the torrent of water to the shower head. Myriad streams of water started spraying out and soon the air was filled with steam. I stepped inside and pulled the curtain closed behind me.

As soon as the water contacted my body, my sore muscles began to relax. A sigh escaped me as I leaned into the cascade, filth slouching from my body and getting sucked down the drain. I stayed that way for a while, just letting the water run over me, relaxing, my eyes closed and breathing calm.

How I loved a hot shower after a long day. It was just what I needed.

Unfortunately I knew that my hot water wouldn't last forever, especially at the temperature I had set it to. Running my hands over my face, I slicked back my onyx hair and pushed my face into the stream, washing away sweat and grime from around my eyes. I shook my head to clear my vision and squirted some shampoo into my hair. Lathering up, I made sure to kneed the shampoo into my pointed ears and into the fur around my muzzle. I had to put my back to the spray in order to do this, which I didn't mind. The muscles around my spine soon loosened up and twitched beneath the hot water.

I quickly lathered up the rest of my body, eyes closed. Gravity and water were causing shampoo to run from my scalp to the area around my eyes. I didn't want to be blinded by shampoo as that would suck major balls, and not in the good way, either.

As I was lathering up around my groin a wave of need shot through me. Gods, how long had it been since I last jerked off? A week? Maybe more? Right now, though, I thought that it was the perfect time to have a good want session. I generally preferred to do it in the shower anyways as it eliminated the chances of spunk getting stuck in my fur. Dried semen in a wolf's fur was not an easy thing to get out without having to strip down and shower completely.

I poured a copious amount of shampoo into my right palm and wrapped it around my shaft, which, at the thought of jerking off, had began of rise. With my other paw, I fondled my balls, rolling them between my fingers. A gasp left my muzzle as I slid my closed fist up my shaft to the flared head, twisted slightly. Oh, yeah, that was good. The head of my cock was extremely sensitive. While I could fuck for hours and not cum, if you just played with the tip of my cock in just the right way, I'd be shooting in minutes. It felt fucking amazing.

I repeating this sequence: up and twist and down, again and again and again. My left paw left my balls and, with my middle finger, I scooped up some shampoo that had gathered in my public fur. I reached back and, slowly and smoothly, slid my finger up to the knuckle into my ass. I moaned long and loud at the glorious feeling. I began a new rhythm: I fucked into my right paw and fucked backwards onto my finger. My forehead was pressed roughly up against the chilled shower tile as the hot water continued to pour down. That one finger quickly became two and my moans increased, loud and wanton. God, this felt fucking amazing. This was just want I needed and I was going to give my body exactly what it wanted.

When I pushed back hard onto my fingers, they brushed up against my engorged prostate and my knees almost gave out. Holy fuck! Yeah, that was the fucking spot right there! Oh, gods, yeah! My right paw was a blur as I began jerking myself off in ernest, my middle and ring finger pistoning in and out of my tail-hole. My bathroom was soon filled with the scents of shampoo, wet dog, and my heavy musk. I gasped and grunted and moaned my lust. I didn't want this moment to ever end.

But, like all good things, it had to. As my fingers nudged into my prostate once more, my orgasm shot through my body and coiled -- hot and ready and ferocious -- in my balls. I felt my muscles taunt into steel cables and my back bow as my orgasm exploded through me. Cum, hot and salty and thick, shot from my cock in copious ropes as I was wracked by tidal waves of pleasure. My semen splashed against the shower tile before quickly being washed down the drain.

Shuddered, I leaned with my forearm against the shower wall and pressed my head into the crook of my arm. I trembled with the aftermath of my release, pleasure still rippling through me like electricity. My breathing came out as ragged pants, my long pink tongue lolling from the side of my muzzle. That had been fucking amazing. Fucking awesome.

I came down from my high slowly, a goofy smile plastered across my face as I finished up with my shower.

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