Dan gets home and is immediately greeted by Blake, the dog eagerly opening the front door for his roommate. The shark smiles at the excited dog as he walks inside, putting his duffel bag down to reciprocate Blake’s greeting.

“Damn, Blake. I must say, these headphones you gave me are phenomenal. I’ve never had such an invigorating workout before!” Dan says, holding the Bluetooth device inside of his hands. He stretches out, picks up the bag again, and proceeds to walk towards the laundry room, tossing his filthy clothes into the washing machine.

Blake watches the shark walk by, almost as if he was expecting something more. He follows the shark closely as he walks towards the laundry room.

“So… was the static thingy helpful? Not too intrusive? Not too loud, not too soft?” He asks. “I could theoretically try to tune it a bit, if necessary.”

Dan shakes his head. “No, not really! Like I said, it was one of the more effective days of going to the gym I’ve had in quite some time! Maybe ever, really.”

“Awesome!” Blake says.

“Yeah! Thanks for the gift, Blake.” Dan replies. “Is there any way I can repay you? Some chore that needs to be done or something?”

Blake’s facial expression shifts into an almost mischievous grin. But he regathers himself and pretends to think hard about the question.

“Well… I suppose… I haven’t really done the dishes yet?” The labrador replies with a shrug. “I guess you could do that for me?”

Immediately, Dan nods excitedly. “Yeah, I’ll happily do that!” The shark replies, making his way towards the kitchen. He puts the headphones back on and grabs his phone to turn on some music. “I’ll be listening to more tunes so don’t expect me to respond if you call out to me, just so you’re aware!” he shouts just a bit too loudly.

Blake watches his shark roommate disappear back out of the laundry room, the grin returning to his face. He didn’t want to push things too far yet, but he’d never seen the shark so eager to take over the chores he didn’t do.

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Days go by, and Dan’s schedule of going to the gym remains unchanged. The shark continues to eagerly work out, his new wireless headset being his main companion during the workouts. Somehow, on the days when he’s working out with his roommate alongside him – and thus listening to music less – it just feels like it isn’t quite as efficient.

Though, when he has his headphones on, setting new PRs just comes to him more easily. There’s just a bit more strength and focus. And, after Blake tweaked the sound slightly, his muscles don’t feel as acidified as often, despite the fact that he’s evidently pushing his body a bit further than he used to. The static noise that’s overlayed on top of the music fades into the background before the first song has even ended, yet it very clearly helps the shark out quite a lot.

He tosses his gym clothes into the duffel bag again, before jumping into the showers inside of the locker rooms. The shark leans against the shower wall with his both hands, the headphones still blasting tunes into his ears. He hadn’t really brought it into the shower before, not knowing for certain whether or not they were waterproof. However, it had completely slipped his mind.

So, as the shark stands there, feeling the waters crashing down his back, the static and music mix with the trickling sounds and sensations of the shower. The warm water heats up the shark, feeling his muscles calm down as the damps and temperatures relax him further, and as the music pierces through his mind. He thinks of his roommate again, and how kind he was to help him out… he really should do more for him… His cock grows hard as he lingers on the thought.

A blush forms on Dan’s cheeks as he looks down between his legs, as if suddenly snapped back to reality. He hadn’t realized that the music was still playing, but above all, he hadn’t realized just how aroused he really was. Though, taking care of that inside of a gym locker room shower wasn’t really proper etiquette. Maybe doing so back at home would be more… fitting.

Dan finishes his shower, making sure to wrap a towel around his waist tightly so as not to show the inappropriate state of being to any unlucky passersby in the locker room. As he starts to pack his things and get dressed, he can’t help but throb at the idea of listening to the music again. Maybe some chores still need to be done. Yeah, maybe… wouldn’t hurt asking, at least.

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Blake walks through the house carrying a mop and bucket, preparing to give the floor a proper rinsing. He’s been postponing his chores – again – for a while now, but at some point, he’ll just have to face them. As he stretches out, Dan suddenly barges inside. The shark stares at the lab, still wearing his headphones.

“Gimme that.” The shark says, an odd hunger in his eyes. “I owe it to ya.”

“Uh… sure!” Blake says, tossing the mop toward his roommate. He can’t help but throw a glance between the shark’s legs, seeing the outlines of his semi-erection. “How about you do it in a jockstrap? That way you’ll be a bit more comfortable… down there” the labrador says, semi-jokingly.

“Sounds good. But I don’t have one, I’m afraid.” Dan replies cheerfully.

At first, Blake stares at him blankly. The shark only stares back with a neutral expression, and that’s when the labrador realizes that Dan is serious about it. Or, rather than him being serious, it’s him being [i]obedient.[/i]

Blake stares at the shark, before getting into action.[b][i] [/i][/b]“Ah, Y-yeah! Yeah, of course! Wait, lemme… lemme go fetch one of mine…” the labrador says, sprinting to his bedroom and returning with a fully white jockstrap mere moments later, and tossing it to his roommate.

“Put this one on!” Blake commands, and much to his surprise – rather than Dan leaving for his bedroom and switching outfits there, the shark strips out of his shirt and pants right in front of him, neatly folding them and putting them on the sofa.

His cock is outlined neatly through his underwear, a tiny wet spot visible at the very tip as a result of him being left pent up inside of the gym locker rooms. However, Blake has very little time to admire the fabric piece of art, because before the labrador can even register it’s happened, the shark has already stripped out of his underwear as well.

The now naked shark steps out of the underwear that had fallen down to the floor, and he moves to put the jockstrap on, sliding it over his crotch. He pulls at the elastic band atop his ass, making sure it’s comfortable, and then grabs the mop again. The headphones continue to play the music overlayed with the static, and soon Dan begins to clean the floor in front of Blake. He notices his roommate staring and makes sure to seductively bend over as much as he can when he’s standing directly in front of the dog.

“A-ah, you’re doing a great job, Dan…” Blake says, admiring the shark as he continues to clean the floor.

“Thank you, Blake!” He excitedly replies. The shark continues to almost dance across the room, efficiently moving the mop everywhere as he continues to execute the chore he was given. Eventually, he wraps up the entire building and returns to stand right back in front of the lab.

“Done!” he says.

“G-good boy! Very good… there’s only one thing left cleaning now, I suppose…” The dog says, stuttering, now looking down between his own legs.

Dan licks his lips as he looks down at where his roommate is looking at, and eagerly looks back up at him.

“Well, what are you waiting for, then? Get out of those clothes, dog boy.”

Blake doesn’t let himself be told that twice, and eagerly his paws fly towards his hoodie. With one swift motion, he pulls it over his shoulders, dragging the shirt that had been tucked underneath along with it. Once he’s shirtless, he takes a deep breath to calm down and looks at his roommate as he bites his lower lip.

“Like this?” Blake asks, and Dan can practically smell his arousal.

“I’ll help you with the rest”, Dan says, his voice low and sultry. The shark kneels in front of the labrador and slowly starts to undo the labrador’s zipper, bringing his pants down to his knees. His eyes are laser-focused on the dog’s bulge underneath his underwear, and eagerly and hungrily he pulls those down as well, freeing the lab’s cock from its fabric prison.

Immediately, the shark puts both hands on the dog’s ass for grip and begins to pleasure the dog by bobbing up and down his cock. Blake breathes in sharply, gripping whatever is behind him, and closes his eyes as pleasure overtakes him. He moans quietly as Dan sucks him off, feeling how the shark works his shaft with his tongue.

“Oh god, you’re… you’re really good at this…” Blake manages to say in between his moans and whimpers, which are becoming more and more frequent.

Meanwhile, Dan is completely focused on Blake’s cock, his only goal being to help his roommate out by reaching the peak of pleasure. He stops for a second, looking up at the dog and shushing him, before returning to orally pleasuring him with renewed fervor.

Blake gasps as the shark keeps on blowing him, feeling the pleasure build higher and higher as the pressure in the tip of his cock starts to grow. His moans turn louder, and he spreads his legs wider subconsciously as his knees buck. Dan helps keep him upright by still holding onto his ass, and Blake softly whispers “Oh fuck…” before orgasming right in the shark’s hungry maw.

His cock spurts ropes of hot, white cum into Dan’s throat, accompanied by a loud moan and unintelligible babbling, his eyes rolled up into his skull from the sheer pleasure. Once the waves of ecstasy finally fade, Dan comes up for air and the afterglow starts to settle inside of Blake’s body.

Dan swallows loudly, licking his lips as a grin forms on the shark’s mouth. “That’s a good boy.”

The labrador takes a deep breath to regather himself and chuckles. “Hah, yeah… Thank you. You really helped me out… I think I’m gonna take a shower now”, the dog says. “Thanks again, Dan.”

With that said, the dog makes his way towards the bathroom, still wobbly and uneasy. As he leaves the room, Dan can’t help the satisfied grin that comes to his face. He’s helped his bro out. As he gives himself a little stroke, he thinks, “I wonder what else I can do for him…”

