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[center][b][u]Night at the Gym.[/u][/b][/center]

There were nine males in the gym's locker room showers. Eight friends, eight lovers in fact; as proud of their union with any one of their companions as they were with any other, and one newcomer. The eight didn't know about this hidden voyeur though, his small, lithe form obscured by steam as he gazed in wondrous disbelief at the shapes and sounds emerging from the hot, damp fog swirling all around him. They were far too busy with one another to concern themselves with worries of being disturbed, especially given that the stiff cock clutched in the onlooker's paw would have immediately indicated to them that he meant no real harm to their secret rendezvous.

Jeremy was the nephew of the gym's owner, and he had only come to take an innocent shower in the wake of an after-hours swim in the pool. The wiry eighteen year old mouse hadn't thought it would matter [i]what[/i] he did in the gym after it was closed, and so had already been sporting a raging erection as he stripped off his trunks and headed for the showers. Somewhat shamelessly he had intended to jerk off beneath the hot running water, to further unwind after his satisfying yet strenuous session in the pool. 

What he hadn't known, and what Jeremy's uncle had apparently forgotten to tell him when he handed over a key to the younger mouse, was that he wasn't the only one trusted with a spare key to the gym. Nor was he the only member of what the original eight present affectionately referred to as '[i]The few, the proud, the horny[/i]', who sought out these showers at night especially for a post workout release of their very own!

He knew them all; the names, or at the very least the voices and body shapes of each and every fur there. It had taken Jeremy less than a minute to realise this after he first stepped into the showers and found them already running, staring out into the steamy shadows and realising that he was not alone. The mouse spent a lot of his free time at the gym, helping out his uncle and swimming in the pool, and almost every one of the eight males before him were a popular and regular member of the gym! Some of them he knew only by reputation, others he'd actually spoken to in the past. And one... one of them was the man that had led Jeremy to the realisation that he was most definitely gay.

His name was Caspian, a beautiful moniker to the mouse's mind, and he was a gorgeous example of an already stunning species. A zebra. Not only that but Caspian was the fur closest to where Jeremy stood, giving the small male the best possible view of his fantasy lover pressing another of the eight up against the central partition of the large shower room, making love to him with surprising affection and restraint for such a strong, muscular man.

"Ohh Cass..."

The second male's moans had thus far told Jeremy two things. First of all, the zebra was giving his buddy a reach around, and wouldn't stop no matter how vehemently the other male protested that he couldn't last like that. Secondly and perhaps more interestingly to anyone who actually knew him, was the identity of Caspian's rather loud lover. He was a dog, a German Shepherd if Jeremy remembered correctly, and he was the boyfriend of a different member of the group gathered here! It didn't seem to matter to either the canine or his mate though, since both were making love to furs other than their partner and both seemed to be enjoying it a great deal.

"Cass, I... I'm... [i]ahhh[/i]!"

Suddenly the dog mating with Caspian cried out loudly, and Jeremy threw his own paw into overdrive as the deep, powerful voice of the buff zebra responded with a husky moan of his own.

"That's it, come for me Paul! Ohh yeah, all over my paw. Messy puppy... [i]good[/i] puppy!"

Jeremy bit his bottom lip to keep from whimpering as he jerked himself off at a fierce speed, humping his own paw like it was Caspian's own hand wrapped around him. The zebra's words rang in his large ears, the mouse's white body trembling with arousal as the dog, Paul, yelped and whined loudly, apparently a sucker for a little puppy-talk. No matter how much the mouse wanted it to happen though he knew he wasn't going to cum with those words still fresh in his ears. Hell, if imagining Caspian's thick cock jammed up his ass wasn't going to make him cum on the spot, nothing could!

Thankfully, even if it wasn't quite Caspian, there were still six other men busy with one another in that same room, and as Jeremy continued to jerk off he began to search with both eyes and ears for a new source of stimulation. At this point he was too horny to be picky. Anything would do, so long as it had a dick and a body he could get off to.

Despite that claim on the part of his rampant arousal though Jeremy bypassed the first couple he set eyes upon. Steven, a slim but well toned otter who practically owned the swimming pool by day, was engaged in a heated sixty-nine with a hyena called Bill. Bill was the boyfriend of Caspian's lover, Paul, and Jeremy honestly didn't care for him that much. The hyena looked mean... he [i]looked[/i] like the kind of fur who in the past had made a living stealing the lunch money of smaller kids and stuffing them into their lockers. As a mouse, Jeremy had [i]always[/i] been one of the smaller kids, and so even if his belief was baseless he couldn't shake his distaste for that otherwise faultless male.

Right there and then however the mouse couldn't claim not to find it arousing to see the two guys sucking one another off like that. They weren't making a show of it, or playing the act up with tricks and lewd but ineffective techniques like in some crappy internet porn video. Instead they seemed perfectly happy just to suck and slurp hungrily at one another's cocks, pleasuring their partner as intensely as possible regardless of how it [i]looked[/i].

"Oh fuck! Ohh [i]fuck[/i] yes!"

Another loud cry caught Jeremy's attention and he spun round on the spot with his cock in hand, ready as ever to investigate and act on what he might find. The mouse silently made his way towards the expressive and rather camp voice emitting those cries, slowly moving along the outer wall of the room until the source of the pleasured moans came into view. He swiftly identified the pair as Lyle and Green, a ferret and gecko respectively. Green, a nickname obviously gleaned from his scales' colour and his last name, Greenwood, was kneeling down between Lyle's legs. The ferret wasn't facing him though, as one might have expected given the intensity of his cries, but rather leaning forward against the wall with Green's snout pressed up against the flaming ferret's ass. He was rimming Lyle with his forked tongue, and apparently doing an amazing job of it. 

Watching the skinny, twinkish ferret jerk himself towards happy oblivion alongside Green's tender tonguing, Jeremy felt compelled to do the same. He found himself leaning up against the wall just as Lyle was, one shoulder and one cheek pressed against the cool wet tiles, and started to paw himself without restraint or shame, as though his very life depended on it.

"Yes... C-Caspian..."

Jeremy whined the zebra's name under his breath as he jerked himself into a frenzy, watching Lyle but [i]seeing[/i] his own fantasy of Caspian tugging at his own, almost foot long trunk of jet black zebra cock! He humped his paw and shuddered violently, ecstasy like the mouse had never known before surging through him as he raced towards orgasm. His rope-like tail thrashed behind him and his toes curled against the wet floor, Jeremy squeaking loudly as he felt his nuts tightening, his cock throbbing, and...

"Paul? Was that noise you? Where'd you go, coz... wh-... oh gods!"

Jeremy span round on the spot, paw on his cock and heart in his mouth with horror at the realisation of what had just happened. Before him stood Caspian, the buff equine clutching what was indeed eleven inches of pure black zebra cock in his left hand, a drooling strand of pre running down its tip that the male seemed to dare not wipe away. He simply stood, staring wordlessly at the naked, horny and somehow familiar mouse before him. 

The small rodent's eyes rose to the zebra's stern but handsome face, Caspian's expression one of confused disbelief, then back down to the male's own throbbing hard-on. He whimpered and squeaked desperately, his entire body fighting to hold back what had already all but arrived at the moment he'd been caught. It was pointless though, the sight of his deepest, most heated fantasy standing right there in the flesh before his eyes proving an irresistible one. With a wail of shameful pleasure Jeremy came, sinking to his knees and groaning in helpless ecstasy as he started jerking off again and instantly a huge, pent-up burst of cum erupted from his madly twitching five and a half inches! He stared up at Caspian all the while, pawing at himself feverishly. He was determined to enjoy these moments of pure pleasure, to not let shame or humiliation stop him relishing what might well be the last happy memories he had of this gym. After all, if Caspian was angry with him... if the eight buff males in this room decided that they didn't like being spied on and used as masturbation fodder, he'd be lucky just to leave the room unharmed!  

"Hey..."

Jeremy whimpered loudly, certain that he was hallucinating as he apparently saw the zebra kneeling down before him, and heard Caspian speaking in what almost sounded like a gentle and comforting tone.

"Hey... y'know, you've got quite a set of lungs on you. And, boy... quite a pair of something else to be making that much. Goddamn..."

A fresh wave of pleasure swamped Jeremy, the mouse crying out heatedly once again. This couldn't be happening... life just wasn't that perfect. It just couldn't be!

"Mind if I have a taste, Mousie? If you like it... maybe you can return the favour afterwards. After all, it's not every day I meet someone the same way the other guys met me. Especially not someone so damned cute and sexy as a horny little mouse. Gods... I think we both owe your uncle big for bringing you here. Don't you?"

Jeremy wailed as he saw the zebra's upper body leaning forward, felt a paw prising his own hand away from his throbbing cock, and then... then...

"Oh [i]gods! [b]Yes[/b][/i]!"



By Jeeves