'exceed all EXPECTATIONS'...'CHANGE your life'...'conquer your GOALS'...'YOU have what it takes'...everywhere he looked, there was some cheesy quote emblazoned upon the walls, posted there for some poor sap who was either just starting or considering giving up before finishing their set. Of course, the true battle was actually coming to the gym in the first place. All of the meat-heads and yoga-pants types tend to make it harder for those who actually need to hit the treadmill or weights. Thankfully, they all eventually tire out and go to bed. The IT world lends itself towards working late hours, making for the perfect window for avoiding a majority of the crowds and letting one exercise without getting self-conscious. Sure, it made for a pretty dull social life, but Andy didn't mind it too much.
	
	Footfall after heavy footfall, Andy labored on for his hour of intervals on the treadmill. The legs of the ursine hybrid's shorts swayed and rubbed together between his thighs as he walked in place, watching the noiseless antics on the TVs in front of him while his earbuds pumped an eclectic blend of electronica, German metal, and various soundtracks he'd collected over the years into his ears to help drown out the silence of the nearly empty gym. It was just him, a chunky squirrel chick on the rock wall with a definite muffin-top spilling over her harness, some form of fox ascending the staircase to run the track loop, and a neon dye-job lemur running the front counter. Other than mister fox, it wasn't a pretty sight. Then again, that's the whole point of late night training: to eventually get to the point where it's not so bad to try working out while the sun's up.
	
	Of course there were those who came to the gym late so that no one would bother them, and others who came to help with being hot n' bothered. Kelevra was one of the former. His job also lent towards working odd hours of the night, but there were...other...reasons he didn't want to work out during daylight hours. Thankfully, they made special undergarments for just such occasions, otherwise nothing would ever get done around the office. The marbled fox squirmed around as he adjusted his shoes and himself up on the rubberized floor that ran a quarter-mile loop around the building. The underwear always made him feel like he had a marshmallow jammed up against his puffy, sensitive labia, and the fuzzy set of balls he was packing didn't help with the placement or bunching of the material, either, since these kinds of garments were meant for the single-sexed. He always got by with the regular undergarments, as he didn't like the phallic mound of material the manufacturers packed into the Active model, but sometimes even the regulars would creep up inside while he sat at his desk, making him want to tear them off and flag for the nearest stud and show off just what he's been hiding. Running helped keep his libido in check and maintain his current physique, and after finally giving himself a couple of rubs and making sure his shoelaces were comfortable, he began tearing his way down the lined path, which was wide enough to accommodate four runners. This run wasn't about pacing himself, it was about wearing himself out enough so he could sleep through the morning without having a toy tied with him.
	
	The flashing stack of dots on the display and the countdown timer dictated that Andy was halfway through his walk, putting him on a 21-degree incline for a challenge, and making him huff his way with each step while he gripped onto the side rails. "Oh great..." The bear thought to himself, catching a whiff of something clear as day, even through the perpetual cloud of sweat, musk, and bleach that permeated the gym, "...someone just had to come here after getting some action. Lucky bastard." He looked up just in time to see the silver-furred fox pass by, the scent fading as he made his way toward the other end of the track. Shaking his head, he tried to clear his mind and focus back on his music, hoping that the shift in thoughts would help calm his tenting sheath and make his shorts bunch and rub less while his hour continued to drag on. He didn't need Chunky or Sparkles to know that he'd found a bit of fantasy material to yank it to later. Being a pudgy fuzzball didn't tend to lend itself towards wanting to jump out into the dating scene, after all.
	
	Up above, the marshmallow kept on rubbing and grinding away, stimulating Kelevra even more with each bounding step that he took. He tried to fight it, to ignore the sensations, but eventually he's forced to grab a railing and finish rubbing himself to climax. He bites into his arm fur to muffle his moans of pleasure while the house audio helps drown out what he can't stifle, soaking the fabric and helping to weigh it down. After a few more breaths, the vulpine mustered up the energy to continue his run despite his tented shorts, which were hidden by the safety wall around the inside of the track. The extra weight made the apex of the vulpine's shorts sag an inch or two, letting his concealed lips breathe a bit more with the warm gym air flowing through the leg holes.
	
	Andy kept watching as the scent grew stronger, wondering how the other two gym inhabitants didn't notice the smell of fresh estrus making its rounds throughout the building. He let out a deep sigh as he watched the fox make his way down the stairs and into the locker room, taking the scent with him. His sigh was cut short into a grunt and a sharp spike of pain as he walked right into the center console of the treadmill, smacking his dick into the control panel to boot and knocking one of the earbuds out to dangle on his shoulder. "Ow! Motherfucker," he growled out through gritted teeth, making the lemur look up from his(her?) magazine and start to get up. He looked around, noticing the attendant and waving him(her? He still couldn't figure it out after all these weeks) away as he tried to save face from not noticing his walk was complete before the belt stopped. Fairly breathless, he slowly trudged his way towards the showers as well, eager to get out of his damp clothes and get cleaned up for a night of fantasy indulgement, not even caring about the full hard-on he was sporting on the way to the locker room while his legs ran on auto-pilot, phone and water bottle in hand.
	
	Thunk-thunk, click-click-click-click-click, pop! God he loved his single-thumbed combo lock. No spinning, and he could keep his memories of home with the combination he had set, or change the stickers and nobody would ever be able to figure out the method without constantly looking over his shoulder. Andy peeled off his clothes one article at a time before tossing them into the open locker. After finally fully stripping, he pulled his shower sandals and towel out of his bag. Just something about a floor that everyone washes off in and was constantly warm and wet made his skin crawl when it came to the idea of him putting his bare feet on it, no matter how recently or how thoroughly it had been scrubbed down by the maintenance crews. He closed his locker and latched it shut before wrapping the towel around him, hiding his thick, pink erection as he made his way to the running showers. It was then that he saw it: the source of his distraction while he was torturing himself on the treadmill. The scent was diminished due to the running water, but it definitely wasn't the sheath of the vulpine that was making him tent up earlier, it was the puffy, sky blue set of lips getting washed rather carefully behind the fuzzy balls of the male, whose back was turned towards the bear. 
	
	Kelevra rumbled happily as the water soaked into his fur, helping to wash away the sweat, musk, and scent of his heat while it soothed his aching muscles. He was glad that the gym was so empty at this time of night, giving him the privacy he needed to maintain his composure and perhaps even a decent morning's sleep when he got home. His head was slowly beginning to clear as the water pelted his wet fur and swirled down the drain, and his azure cock even began to recede back into its sheath without any extra intervention on his part. He pumped out some of the gym soap and worked it into his soft fur, helping cut the grime of his workout and mask his scent even more. He was pretty sure it was the same stuff they used in the women's locker room, given the neutral-yet-slightly-girly scent they mixed into it, but it got the job done.
	
	Quickly and quietly, Andy made his way back to his locker to fish out the one thing he read about in his fantasy stories, but never thought he'd actually need: one of his magnum condoms. Given that he worked from home, he just stayed indoors when his own heats came around and it was even more uncommon to find one of his own kind, even here in the city. He fumbled with the combination a few times, the towel slung over his shoulder now as his canine-esque shaft throbbed in excitement, dribbling a small trail of pre on the locker room floor. He closed his locker back up, hiding the condom in his towel and then walked up behind the fox in the communal shower. Slipping a couple of fingers down past the vulpine's wet tail to give his puffy nethers a playful squeeze, he hoped for a moan but still prepared himself to avoid a slap and delivered the cheesiest line he could think of to ease his own tension, "Looks like you could use a hand, wanna borrow mine?" 
	
	Kelevra whined as an electric sensation jolted up his spine, the intrusion into his personal space causing him to look back over his shoulder, though the sensitivity of his sex stopped him from turning around completely while the bear had a hold of his labia, "Ahhhnn, s-stop that..." The bear ran his fingertips over the cleft of the fox's lips a few times before dipping one inside, making Kelevra turn his head back around and lean more against the shower wall, his tail starting to flag off to the side and his stance widen. It had been so long since he last felt the touch of anyone else's fingers down there, and it was starting to feel damn good. The fox huffed as more of the finger spread him open, letting out a soft groan that could be barely heard over the running water.
	
	"That's more like it...just sit back and enjoy the ride..." the ursine hybrid piled his towel up on one of the shelves as he pressed in closer to the vulpine, grinding his bare, tapered shaft up between the cleft of Kelevra's rump and across his swollen nethers, pulling his finger out and teasing the outside of them with a finger as his prehensile tail wrapped around the fox's waist. Gently caressing his new shower buddy, the bear nuzzled and nipped at the side of the fox's neck while he lets the water soak into his fur as well. He playfully nudged his squirting, tapered tip up into Kelevra's dribbling sex a couple of times before pushing his way inside, spreading the vulpine labia wide around his thick shaft as he buried half of his bare length into Kelevra's depths. Andy grunted out an audible moan as he sunk into the vulpine's pussy, enjoying the sheer heat that was being put off by the fox like a furnace the deeper he slid in and the deliciously naughty feeling of going in unprotected. This was a rare treat, indeed!
	
	Clenching instinctively against the invading length, Kelevra moaned out as the haze of his heat started to settle in again. He rocked his hips back into Andy's shaft, helping push his impromptu partner in all the way before realizing the missing sensation of latex he should be feeling right now. He huffed out another groan as he pulled back frantically, his inner walls gripping and milking at the thick shaft spreading him as he fought for clarity, "Nnnfff...stop, I'm in heat~" He grunted as he felt the ursine push his throbbing length in fully one more time and grind his fuzzy sheath up against Kelevra's sensitive labia, splashing his walls and cervix with a hearty squirt of pre before pulling out. The fox panted softly as he caught his breath. It took all the willpower the vulpine could muster to not stop the hybrid halfway and pull him back inside for a proper breeding.
	
	"All right, all right, no worries...I think we can both come to an understanding here." Andy chuckled softly as he reached for his towel, pulling out the condom and unwrapping it. He rubbed and teased his tip over Kelevra's tight pucker as he reached for the pump and added a little bit of the body wash to the rubber before rolling it onto his length, helping to augment the sensation that the latex would soon be cutting down on. The fox shivered slightly underneath him as he's teased, the hybrid curling the end of his tail around the vulpine's arousal as he pushed his rubbered length back into Kelevra's heat, squishing the all-in-one he added to the inside around his sensitive, pink length. "There we go...better?" the bear asked as he leaned back in and nuzzled the vulpine's wet cheek fur. Feeling Kelevra nod against the side of his muzzle, the bear grinned as he continued his journey back into those wonderfully hot, tight depths.
	
	The fox moaned out as he felt the familiar texture of latex push back into him, signalling that it was safe now to let go and enjoy the ride for once, giving a playful thrust or two into the wet tail that gripped his own length. Their heady musks filled the shower room with the scent of mating as the two gave into lust and instinct, clawing at the walls and floor while Andy kept hold of Kelevra's waist with his long tail, occasionally leaning in to nip at the nape of the fox's neck. Andy's heavy balls slapped up against the back of the fox's pair and up against the puffy labia each time the bear bottomed out inside the vulpine's depths. Their pace quickened with their need as the ursine hybrid's knot began to fill out the base of the condom, stretching it comfortably at first, but not enough yet to open the micro-beads of knot suppressant that were built into the shaft.The pair kept going, not worrying about the inevitable climaxes from both of them as Kelevra soaked Andy's silver crotch and ball fur with rushes of his juices and painted the walls with shots of fox spunk, and Andy's knot continued to grow. After popping his swelling bulb in and out of the vulpine's sex, eventually it grew too large and Andy ended up tying with Kelevra, the strained rubber's suppressant being suppressed by the makeshift lube the ursine used earlier. Copious amounts of pre that would have normally been allowed to escape around a suppressed knot caused the shaft of the condom to balloon dangerously inside of the fox, but they were both too horny to care. As one final grip from one of the fox's climaxes finally pushed Andy over the edge, it caused the bear to thrust and tug wildly, tearing the side of the strained condom open right as he started to pump shot after shot of his hot, sticky seed deep inside of the fox's fertile pussy, the hot mess oozing out of the hole in the trashed rubber while he huffed and let out a muffled groan into the mating bite he'd delivered to the nape of Kelevra's neck. Feeling the added warmth filing his depths, the wide-eyed fox scrambled frantically, trying to pull away from the bear tied to him. He whined and tugged hard, making Andy growl and bite down harder on the vulpine's nape, sheer lust and instinct driving the hybrid to keep buried and empty his balls out as much as he could inside the fox beneath him. Kelevra yipped and barked as he felt the added pressure on the back of his neck and around his waist, finally letting out a sigh as he resigned himself to his fate, letting the bear finish up inside him and fill his womb with what his body had been craving for the past few days. His body milked at Andy's throbbing knot and shaft, making a dent in his urges that no marathon in the gym could even come close to touching.
	
	After a few minutes had passed and they both had a chance to catch their breaths, Andy tried tugging himself free from the fox's filled pussy. Kelevra yipped out a moan and squeezed reflexively, his body trying to keep the bear inside him for as long as possible. The bear chuckled, "I think we're stuck," before turning the shower water to a colder setting. They both shivered as they tried to position themselves so the cold water could shrink their tie and give them the freedom they needed to go about the rest of their night. Gradually, the bear slipped free, his eyes widening for a moment as his cock slops out and a healthy gush of his cream follows, "Errmmm...sorry about that. Guess I got a little carried away," he said with a bit of a guilty tone. He turned the water back to a comfortable heat and quickly pulled the both of them back under the warm stream, taking the opportunity to wash off Kelevra's used and abused nethers along with his own and tossing the broken condom into the trash.
	
	Eventually, the shower came to a close and both Andy and Kelevra toweled off, making their way back to their lockers to get dressed; Kelevra's pussy still dripping a small trail of cum on the tile floor. The bear sheepishly made his way back to the fox after getting dressed, pulling out his wallet and handing him fifty bucks, "I know the pharmacy won't open for another four or five hours, but this should help cover the cost of the morning-after pill. Just.don't.forget. Okay?" With another awkward wave, Andy made his way out of the locker room while Kelevra finished getting dressed. The fox looked over the money before taking a hand and rubbing it over his filled belly while he pondered the merits of keeping a memento of his late-night encounter, his blue tip poking back out again. He did have 72 hours to think it over after all...