“998… 999… 1000!”

The shark who was doing some reps for his pectorals grunted as he moved them back to their original position and relaxed his hands. He moved them to his thick thighs as a fox came walking up with a towel in their hands.

“Nice, Storm! That’s a new personal best!” He wrapped the towel around his hands and started dabbing out Storm’s sweat that accumulated on his pecs.

“Mmm, indeed it is, Gary. I can just FEEL myself getting more powerful.” The shark flexed his pectorals when he said ‘feel’, which got a rise and quiet murmur from the fox addressing the area. The bundles of muscle fibers grew taut and hard to the touch. Gary’s mind was going crazy as he passed over them.

“You really are a dudebro with how you show off, like you WANT someone to get hard from the sight.”

“Yeah, like you, my superbro.”

Gary blushed as he was affectionately called as such, along with a tent rising in his gym shorts. Indeed, that’s what got the fox interested into Storm in their first place, when he first laid eyes on him in that locker room in high school. Since then, he’s followed him constantly as spotter, towel holder and otherwise super fan of this rising star.

Gary purred as he tried to calm his racing mind. “Okay, bro, what’s next?”

Storm answered with a smirk: “To the showers to get this stink off.” This got a yip out of the fox who blushed again. “Come on, superbro.”

The shark got off the bench and turned his way to the showers. His tail wags around, and gives the fox the sight of Storms thick thighs clapping together in his tight red gym shorts. Gary’s tent wasn’t going down as he followed behind into the tiled locker room. The fox trotted ahead and turned on a shower to spray warm water, and slowly steam started to fill the area.

Storm quietly sighed as he started to peel away the sweat-soaked gym shorts that were tight to his thighs and crotch. It clung onto the skin of his big balls and dual dicks enough that it required a few good tugs to come free. It, of course, made them perk up to a level of semi-hardness, sticking up some. Gary only needed to hear the sound of the gym shorts hitting the wet, tiled floor to pick them up and put them aside.

As Storm walked into the water, he purred as he felt the warm water grace his scaly body, feeling nice. But something was missing, and he looked at Gary for the answer.

“Come, join me, Gary. Help wash your dudebro.”

The fox’s heart nearly skipped a beat with the request. Never before did Storm ask for him to help him shower. Maybe today was the day he might get lucky. It made for an interesting time to pull down his own gym shorts and tighter briefs he was wearing, having to pull them up and away from his lengthening rod to even get them down. Once he did, it was easy to strip off the rest and join Storm in the warm water.

Storm chuckled as he could see their tip peek through the steam. “It excites you to be this close, huh?”
Gary nodded quickly. “I’ve always admired you every time we’re together.”
Storm purred, his tail swishing up and down. “Even while your dreaming?”
Gary started to blush, red starting to appear on his face. “I may have awoken to some cum-filled briefs off and on.”
Storm chuckled, his body bouncing slightly. “You curious to how I feel?”
Gary looked up at him, a little wide-eyed. "You mean?“
Storm nods. "Feel me up to your heart’s content.”

The fox’s tail started wagging furious enough that the steam blew to the side as he turned to the buff shark and placed both paws on his pecs. Storm smirked and flexed to make his pecs puff out even further, letting Gary feel how hard they were. The scales were much softer here, and pressing on them provided a lot of resistance, like pushing on a steel plate. It made Gary’s boner even more rock hard, and his mind started to wander and lust started to take over. His mind went to one things, his paws gliding over the waves of muscles and planting right on Storm’s nipples. Just the touch of the pad on the sensitive skin made them get hard.

Storm murred at the sight. “Damn, superbro, you made my nipples hard.”
Gary gasped. “I-I’m so-”
Storm hushed him. “Don’t think. Do.”

Gary’s lust filling mind quickly understood, and pawed at the shark’s love buttons. He rubbed them in circular motions, dragging them around on his calloused pads. He teased at them with his fingers, giving them small twists and pinches and flicks. He even went in with his rough tongue and gave them a lick. They tasted so sweaty with a hint of the sea. The shark responded with moans with every trick, his dual erections hardening up further and further. By the end, both were looking at each other with lust-filled eyes and dueling erections dangerously close to each other.

The fox knew what he wanted to do next, and he didn’t care if anyone else saw. He reached as high as he could on the shark’s pecs and dug his fingers into the hard trenches into the muscles. He wanted to climb this muscular mountain to its peak and kiss the handsome face at the top. He pulled up, bringing his feet up to the shark’s thick ankles. Storm only provided the lightest of hugs to Gary, not wanting to disturb their progress, and was grinning ear to ear at their progress. The journey got easier for Gary when he was able to find plenty of handholds in the shark’s thick neck and beyond.

It was only a few minutes, but for them, it was like time was frozen when their faces met at last. Neither could hide their hidden feelings for each other as muzzles touched, both planting a kiss on each other’s lips. They held the kiss for a long moment before pulling away. But it was even shorter for them to start making out passionately with each other. Kisses were planted on each others faces all over, before the tongues came out and started sliding around in each other’s mouths. Saliva was traded between them, mouths locked together in an eternal embrace. Moans and other sweet noises went into each others throats with what was going on below…

As they brought themselves into passionate kissing, the shark’s dueling swords touched the fox’s virgin butthole. He would normally clench up at anything touching his spot, but he wasn’t for them. It gladly accepted the pointed tips into that tight hole. Finesse had to take over now, as Storm thrusted up into it repeatedly. Slowly, enough mashing of the dual pegs stretched and loosened the foxhole a comfortable length inside. His cocks would be throbbing heavily if they weren’t so tightly packed together, the ribbed shape providing a perfect fit. Not that it was needed…

Gary’s own fox cock was very aroused, twitching and exposed enough from its sheath to reveal the knot at the end of it. The rod touched the area between Storm’s pecs, the tight trench bounding the muscles. It squeezed itself right in there, enjoying its tight confines and pushing up and down like a piston. Little spurts of pre lubed the cock, making it be able to thrust faster with each motion.

The superfan and bodybuilder’s lust grew to intense levels, both feeling their balls churning with spunk and climax building between them. After a few minutes of the intense fucking, both broke through their ceilings and their hot fluids started to spill. Gary shot his load all over the shark’s pecs, turning them white. Some even got up high enough to hit their faces for a sticky connection. As for Storm, he had his dicks forced together from the fox’s butt clenching, which brought him over the edge and made him spew double shots of cum into Gary’s ass, eliciting a lot of moans from him and bulging out their belly quite a fair bit.

Once it was all over, Storm blushed when he saw what he did to Gary’s gut and gave it a nice pat.

Storm chuckles. “You look like you ate a buffet.”
Gary murrs softly and pats it. “Well, my ass is truly grateful for this.”
The shark flexed his buff body for his stuck audience. “Was the best sex you ever imagined? Cause that was for me.”
Gary blushed at the private show. “The best. And way better than I ever dreamed.”
Storm licked up some cum around his face as he continued flexing. “Your cum is tasty, heh. Good brotein.”
Gary giggled. “I bet. I’m filled with so much of your brotein. Maybe I’ll finally gain some muscle someday.”

As the fox mentioned his desire, he groaned as he felt his gut rumble and growl like an upset stomach.
Storm noticed and touched Gary’s head, feeing it get warm. “G-gary? Are you okay?”
The fox could only make moaning sounds as his body shivered and shook like it was hit with cold air, even though they were in the hot shower still. Storm was lost on what to do, as this wasn’t a usual thing covered in a lifeguard’s manual or a bodybuilder condition. He was about to start something when it suddenly stopped.

Then, a surprising event occurred as Gary grunted and groaned hard, and started to flex his skinny body. His veins started bulging up from his skin all over, from his neck all the way down to his legs, even on his package. His gut started shaking again and this time, it started to shrink back down. In trade, his muscles started to appear and bulge out. What was once skinny twig-like arms and legs became thick and strong hulking limbs like he did non-stop weight lifting. His entire torso bulked up many sizes, nearly becoming as big as Storm’s was. Even his dick wasn’t left out, having grown a fair length longer and balls a lot bigger to compensate. He also got taller, as when he put his legs down, he was matching in height to the shark’s. His ass also released its grip on Storm’s cocks, letting them pull out.

Storm was taken aback by your massive increase, only uttering a “Bro…”
Gary was a bit confused. “What?” He noticed how Storm stared at him and looked down, and yipped. “OH MY GOD!”
Storm murred. “Now you’re a dudebro like me.”
Gary blushed as he felt himself up, feeling they were all real. “M-my dream came true! Now I’m a bodybuilder like you!”
Storm blushed red himself. “Indeed. May I… inspect your body?”
Gary chuckles and does a pose. “Go right ahead.”

The steam recovers in the shower, hiding the two lovers in shadows as they feel each other up.