Evan jerked awake with a snore-turned-gasp as he was rudely shifted from one reality to another. It was the same nightmare he'd had the last couple of nights, though he'd had variants of it off and on for years. He felt a brief pang of guilty pleasure as his cock throbbed against the underside of his blanket and he rolled his hips forward even as his ears folded back in shame.
	He'd been swimming laps in the pool, minding his own business and trying to push as fast as he could. He'd reached the end and started climbing out of the pool only to hear someone gasp and then begin laughing. Then more people laughing until everyone was looking in his direction and pointing at him. He'd look down and realize that his trunks had come off at some point during the swim leaving him completely exposed. This time, too, the dream had gone on long enough for people to start calling out to him and making fun of him for his dick. He usually woke up before then.
	Evan rolled over onto his stomach, grinding his dick down against the mattress and burying his face against his pillow. It didn't help that he felt guilty for being embarrassed on top of things. He supposed there could be far less embarrassing things than having a massive dick, but that didn't make him feel any better. Anyone he'd ever told had made fun of him for being embarrassed, saying that he was lucky, and that they were jealous, but none of those things were exactly reassuring.
	These last few dreams had woken him up with a rather embarrassing erection, which hadn't happened in the past. Normally his dreams had just been about getting picked on in high school, or embarrassing situations happening in class, like someone pulling his pants down; though that last nightmare had stopped after he started wearing a belt. That's all, though. Just embarrassing, shameful, but not arousing. It still wasn't, he told himself. It was just his body trying to deal with overwhelming emotions. At least, that's what the Google said.
	Evan tried to clear his mind and fall back asleep, not wanting to give in like he had last night and jerk himself off while that humiliating dream was still so fresh on his mind. It was stupid for someone like him to get embarrassed, he told himself. 
	He was six-three and toned from running. 
	"Lanky and one of those freaks that likes to run," his brain said.
	He was a wolf with dark gray fur and dark gray eyes, like a storm cloud.
	"Except Bray said you just look cute and hopeful, like a puppy," that voice said again.
	Throb... Throb... 
	Evan let out a whine into his pillow and ground his hips against the bed. It felt damp and slick. He'd only been on his stomach a few minutes. The wolf rolled to the side, pushing the blankets back and looking down at his cock with frustration. Even the blanket had pre on it.
	He reached down and squeezed his shaft around the middle, feeling a gooey bead of pre run down over his thumb. He always leaked a lot, which was embarrassing as hell when he happened in public. The wolf just tugged upwards on his cock, bunching his foreskin up over the tip as another, thicker glob of pre ran across his fingers. The first month of classes when he still had a dorm mate had kept him pent up so badly, and that had led to doing way too much laundry. 
	The wolf tried to keep his mind away from thinking about the stupid dream. He knew why it was happening; Bray had made him tryout for the swim team after nagging him long enough, and that was tonight. It would take him forever to go to sleep if he didn't jerk off now, and he'd probably wake up a sticky mess. At least he only had one class on Fridays.
	Evan drew his foreskin back between his thumb and fingers, squeezing his eyes tight and willing the image of everyone laughing at him from his mind, thinking instead of...
	The wolf paused, eyes opening as he felt his stomach clench. Think of what? His ex? Other girls? He only ever had two girlfriends, both of whom were too afraid to even try taking his dick. A few other girls in school-friends of his exes-had tried to get in his pants numerous times after hearing how big his dick was, but he'd avoided girls all through senior year just to save himself the embarrassment and disappointment. He'd only ever gotten a few clumsy handjobs and one painful blowjob with far too much teeth to really be enjoyable; and all three of them had complained about how messy he was.
	No, thinking about other girls just made him feel kind of anxious. What about Bray, or other guys? Bray-short for Brayden-was one of his suite mates, sharing the same bathroom and shower. He could faintly hear the donkey snoring through the wall only a few feet away. He'd only known Bray a little over a week when the donkey burst into the bathroom while he was showering because he had to pee. Their shower curtain was clear, and Evan had been using the shower head on the underside of his dick, so the donkey had seen everything.
	Bray had practically forced himself on the wolf, jerking him off all over the tiled wall before he had a chance to protest. Evan hadn't ever thought much about other guys in high school, and his initial discomfort at having another guy he barely knew suddenly grabbing his dick faded quickly because of how good it felt. Bray had known just how to grab him, squeezing and teasing over his head until he was shooting rope after rope of cum against the wall. It had happened a dozen or two times since, but it was still new and a bit awkward for him. 
	Thinking about Bray felt a bit too real for him, and thinking of guys just made him feel a little guilty. His cock throbbed in his paw, and he let go, looking down to see the web of pre stringing back to his cock. 
	The bathroom door shut, the noise loud in the quiet, shared suite. Evan jumped and his head whipped around to see who it was, but it wasn't the door on his side that had closed. There was light on under the gap in the door and he could hear someone peeing. His heart hammered in his chest, and he didn't move until he saw the light go out and heard the door open and close once more. 
	When he relaxed, his body felt sleepier and more sluggish as if that fear had taken something out of him. His massive dick had softened and lay over his stomach, and the wolf sighed, though he wasn't sure if it was from relief or disappointment. He wiped the pre off on his fluffy stomach fur before rolling onto his side. 
	Evan closed his eyes and pulled the dark blue body pillow against him, curling around it for comfort. In minutes, he'd fallen back asleep.
	
	Evan was having a frustrating day. The wolf woke up late and didn't have enough time to shower before having to head out the door. Normally that wouldn't be the biggest problem, but his dreams had left his belly fur a gooey mess of pre that he couldn't properly clean up. Reed was in the shower, so he'd grabbed his shirt from yesterday, ran it under the sink, and tried to wipe away as much as he could before stuffing his dick into a fresh pair of blue briefs, dressing, and running out the door. 
	Then he spent all of his calculus class thinking about the stupid swimming tryout tonight and didn't pay attention to anything, which was going to be annoying to catch up with over the weekend. Even now, while eating in the cafeteria, he was torturing himself over the tryout.
	He was sorely tempted to text Bray and tell him the whole thing was off, but he knew how much hell the donkey would give him for that. Evan actually did like swimming, and he thought he was pretty fast, but he'd never considered trying out. He only agreed because the donkey had bullied him into it. 
	As if summoned, a tray practically dropped onto the table, a dark brown donkey falling into a chair across from him. Bray was a few inches shorter, though his ears could make up the difference. He had bright blue eyes and the chocolate brown of his head and muzzle faded to a dark gray at his snout. His long, black hair was tied back in a ponytail, and he had half a breadstick sticking from the corner of his mouth. 
	"Good, you got the pasta," the donkey said, giving him a quick thumbs up before digging into his own plate.
	The wolf's muzzle was scrunched up in confusion as he stared down at his chicken alfredo-his favorite that the cafeteria always served on Fridays-and then back to the donkey. "What?"
	Bray ripped a piece of breadstick off with his teeth and then dipped the rest into his own alfredo sauce. "For the swimming tryout! Pasta, you know? Carbs."
	Evan just stared at the donkey for a few seconds before shaking his head and turning back to his food. "Okay, sure, but that's tonight."
	The donkey was scrolling on his phone with one hand while using his fork with the other. "It's in thirty minutes. I sent you a text."
	"What?!" Evan pulled his phone out and pulled up his texts, finding the one he'd dismissed earlier without reading. "Fuck, dude, why the change?"
	Bray rolled his eyes and put his phone aside, paying more attention. "What's it matter? Team captain had something come up and asked if we could move practice up last minute. That includes you! It means you get it out of the way sooner."
	Evan was taking quicker bites of his food, a flustered look on his face. "I don't have my trunks with me. I wanted to shower and get clean since Reed was in there for so damn long earlier, and-"
	Bray reached over and grabbed one of the wolf's wrists, catching his attention. "Whoa, Ev, relax. Damn. First off, you know you weren't gonna be able to wear trunks, right?"
	The wolf's eyes widened, and he stared at the donkey with his muzzle hanging open. He knew that if he were to actually make the team, he might have to wear a speedo, but he'd thought that he could just wear trunks for the tryouts, probably fail, and not have to worry about it. "No. No way, I'm not wearing a speedo, dude."
	Bray's smile turned wry, and he picked up another breadstick from his tray, waggling it about. "What, think your dick's gonna pop out?" he said with a laugh. Bray had a way of getting under your skin in a way that was usually more endearing than annoying.
	Evan's eyes widened and he glanced around as if people were nearby enough to hear. "Shut up," he said, grabbing at the breadstick and missing when the donkey flopped it to the side. "It's embarrassing, okay?"
	"Oh my god, dude, you don't even have the biggest dick on the swim team. Probably. Jayce isn't embarrassed, though," Bray said.
	The wolf dug back into his food, ears pinned back against his head and cheeks flushed under his gray fur. "I don't know who that is, but good for them," he grumbled.
	"Jayce? Jayce Harkness. He's the swim captain. Short, cute, always smiling, could probably throw him over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes... guy's got a fucking massive knot, but you're probably longer," the donkey said casually, not even trying to keep his voice down; the cafeteria wasn't exactly quiet.
	Evan shook his head, exhaling hard through his nose. "Wait, then he's got a sheath. That's different. I don't have a sheath."
	Bray grinned wide and winked at the wolf, making his ears pin back further. "Yeah, you've got the fattest fucking dick I've seen. It's great."
	The wolf squirmed in his seat, the donkey's grin giving him ideas he'd rather not have, especially after the dream that had worked him up and left him blue balled this morning. "I'm just saying... it's harder to hide than a sheath, you know?" he mumbled, then had to repeat himself when Bray tilted his head.
	The donkey was snickering to himself, and he nodded. "I know. Don't worry. They always fit really snug. It'll probably be a little noticeable, but it's not gonna come flying off you," he reassured the wolf.
	Evan glowered up at Bray, wanting to argue more. He'd known it was a possibility that he might have to wear a speedo, but he had really been hoping to avoid it at all costs. "I hate this."
	"How the hell does your dick not flop out of your trunks? A speedo has to be way more secure," Bray said, using his fork to point in the general direction of the wolf's crotch.
	The wolf's eyes widened in alarm and his cheeks burned hot under his dark gray fur. "Uh... it just, you know, stays in?"
	Bray narrowed his eyes, lips turning up at the corner. "You suck at lying, dude," he said, watching the wolf shift uncomfortably.
	Evan hated lying or evading questions; his mother had cured him of that when he was little, adding to the pile of things to unpack later in life. "I just wear briefs under my trunks," he grumbled, knowing that the donkey wouldn't leave him alone unless he answered.
	The donkey's eyes widened, and a bit of alfredo sauce dripped across his chin. "What? You're serious?" he said with a laugh, which only made the wolf's face flush more. He wiped his chin off with a napkin, still staring at the wolf in disbelief. "Dude, that's gotta make your dick look great."
	Evan groaned and put a paw over his face. "Why do I ever talk to you?" he said, trying to ignore the donkey's teasing.
	"You don't have a choice," Bray said, waving a paw at the wolf dismissively. "Anyway, can I see you in wet briefs?" he asked, leaning across the table.
	The wolf stood up from the table and grabbed his tray, face flushed. "Christ, you're an-" he eyed the donkey and then shook his head.
	Bray chuckled, standing up from the table and piling trash onto his tray. "Uh huh, go on. Finish that sentence. I'm an what, hm?" he teased.
	Evan had to awkwardly put his tray back down so he could actually get his backpack on. "You're an ass," he said, drawing the word out.
	"And proud of it," he said, a bit too loudly, as a couple people looked over from a few tables away. Bray just grinned at them and nodded in greeting before heading off to take his tray back.
	Evan sighed and followed after the donkey.
	
	The pool was at the Student Recreational Building, only a block away from the Student Services which held the cafeteria. Bray spent most of the walk tormenting the poor wolf about swimming, and his trunks. If anything, Evan found the mild irritation enough to outweigh his embarrassment, so he didn't mind too much, and tried his best not to engage the donkey too much.
	"Nah, but like... if you wore white ones, then your dick would almost be visible through it, know what I mean? I would suck your dick so hard through them that your briefs would be dry when I was done," the donkey said, mostly just teasing. He didn't even bother to keep his voice down, since there weren't any others on the path.
	Evan yanked open the door to the Rec Building, holding it open for the donkey who just strolled on past. "What is wrong with you?" he asked, though he couldn't help but laugh. 
	The donkey's tail whipped back and forth as he spun to walk backwards through the hall, sticking his tongue out at the wolf. "Alright, so. Here's what's going to happen, you ready?"
	The wolf's anxiety had dropped significantly after having already resigned himself to his fate, so he just took a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah, yeah... lay it on me."
	Bray turned on a heel and fell back into step beside Evan, guiding him towards the locker rooms. "We'll get you some gear, shower, change, and then go out to the pool. Since practice kinda got cancelled and moved up to now, not everyone's gonna be there, and I think we've only got half the pool. Jayce said he'll have me-Danny, hey, how goes-help him guide you through some laps to see your technique and speed and all that." 
	Evan listened quietly, shoulders hunched as trailed behind the shorter donkey. The pool had its own locker rooms at the far end of the building and the wolf was happy to see that it was completely empty. Lockers lined the inner wall on one side with a long row of benches separating the narrow space from the row of shower stalls on the outside wall. Evan was relieved to see that they were meant for individuals, and had nice, opaque doors. Overall, they were far better than anything he'd seen in high school.
	"Go ahead and shower, I'll go get you some gear," Bray said, smacking the wolf in the chest with the back of his hand before turning the bend at the end of the lockers, leaving the wolf by himself.
	Evan stripped down and left his clothes in a pile on one of the benches, thankful no one was around as his dick flopped out in the open, too big to hide. He ducked into one of the showers and turned the shower on hot before stepping inside and letting it soak him to the skin. Seconds later there was a thump on the shower door that made him jump.
	"Heads up," Bray called, tossing a wadded up speedo up over the door.
	Evan's eyes snapped up and he fumbled for the small bit of cloth as it flew over the door. It seemed so much smaller than he could have hoped for making him suddenly self-conscious about how big his dick was.
	"It's better to put it on wet. Easier to get into place and make sure it's not riding up anywhere or pinching. After you get it on, go ahead and head through the lockers to the pool. Jayce and I will be waiting out there." Bray turned, leaving the wolf to shower.
	"Wait, aren't you going to shower and change?" Evan asked, suddenly feeling an extra spike of anxiety. It'd be weird to be the only one so exposed.
	Bray snorted and called back, "Nope!"
	The wolf held the speedo between both paws, lowering it until it was next to his junk. He was bigger soft than most guys hard, he was certain it would look obscene to shove himself into this little fabric. There was no point in delaying, though, and he carefully stepped into the leg holes one at a time, pulling them up into place.
	Evan's first thought was that they felt rather comfortable. He shifted his dick around so that it was down over his balls, and the fabric clung to him in a way that didn't swish his package uncomfortably. They sat around his hips and hugged his butt firmly. The speedo was dark blue with white trim, and from what he could see, didn't put him as on display as obscenely as he was afraid it would. The wolf nodded in approval. This would be fine.
	He shut off the water and shook off the majority of the water, leaving his dark gray fur sticking up in every direction, with the fur around his face slicked back with his paws. He'd let himself drip for another minute before stepping out of the shower stall then had to shove his clothes into a locker along with his bag before he could make his way out to the pool.
	The smell of chlorine made his nose burn as he left the locker rooms and entered the giant, indoor swimming pool room. There were bleachers along both sides of the pool for people to watch swim meets and diving competitions, and their college had one of the few 50-meter pools.  Big floating partitions formed walkways that spanned across the pool, dividing it into sections for different groups to practice at the same time. At the far end, a tall rat was tossing more floating blocks into the pool while some otter swam around and put them into position to form another sectioned-off area. 
	It was brightly lit and sound didn't echo off all the walls like some of the cheaper indoor pools, so even with a group of girls playing volleyball, another group doing synchronized swimming, half the men's swim team doing laps, a dozen or so recreational swimmers, and twice as many students hanging out on the bleachers, the sound wasn't deafening. There were just far more people than Evan had expected. Luckily the speedo was far less revealing than he'd feared. 
	"Hey! Evan, over here," Bray called out, waving to the wolf from the front row of bleachers where he was sitting next to a light brown malinois, presumably Jayce.
	Evan was glad to see that the malinois, at least, was down to just a speedo like himself. The dog stood up as he approached, and Evan tried not to hunch his shoulders; he always worried people would think he was looming over them. 
	"I'm Jayce," the dog said, holding out a paw and beaming up at the taller wolf. He was almost an entire foot shorter than Evan, and less broad of stature. His fur went from a sandy, golden brown to an almost-black brown across his face and muzzle. All four paws, as well as his ears, shared the same dark brown fur.
	Evan clasped paws with the dog and nodded politely. "Uh, hey. I'm Evan."
	"So Bray told me," Jayce said with a chuckle, though it put the wolf at ease instead of teasing at how nervous he felt. "There honestly isn't that much to go over that Bray hasn't told you already, I think, and nothing that can't wait until after we see if you make the team."
	The wolf's shoulders relaxed as he listened, nodding along. The shorter dog had a friendly voice like the summer sun and an inviting smile that almost got Evan smiling back. "Alright, so...?"
	There was a twinkle in the malinois' dark brown eyes as he grinned. "So, let's just get right to it! I'm going to have you swim a few laps between this foam partition here and the wall. Be careful when swimming towards the partitions that you don't run into them, or swim underneath. They can pinch you if you get up under them. We've got it blocked off to about ten meters, so hopefully you're good for more than one round."
	Evan was looking to where the dog indicated, so he didn't see the dog's eyes flick down to his bulge, then over to the donkey, who just grinned back. The wolf nodded, missing everything, and turned back. "Okay, uh, that it? Just swim back and forth?" he asked, taking a step towards the pool, trying not to feel self-conscious about his inexperience.
	The malinois' laughed, making the wolf smile, and shook his head. "Simple, right? People make it look fancy, but any simpler and we'd be beating each other off with sticks."
	Evan laughed and rubbed at the back of his neck with one paw, glancing between the swim captain and the donkey. "Alright, I'll give it a shot." 
	By the time Evan had gotten into position, Jayce and Bray had moved up to the edge of the pool to observe and time him. He swam a few laps back and forth, trying to keep in a straight line. He didn't push himself all out at first, which was good as the malinois gave him a few tips between laps. The wolf hadn't ever swam for anything other than fun, but his long legs were strong and his form wasn't terrible, just needed some work. He lost himself in the swimming, his anxiety from being exposed long forgotten.
	Bray was talking with a few other guys from the swim team who'd taken a break from swimming to catch up and check out the new recruit. Jayce paced along the edge of the pool, giving the wolf instruction and checking his snug little sports watch for the time.
	Evan was starting to get a bit worn out. He got himself lined up against the wall and launched himself forward, arms wheeling and legs kicking as he raced towards the floating partition. He wasn't very good at watching where he was going or judging distance while swimming and had smacked into the foam bricks a few times already, but this time was the worst.
	The wolf's head slid beneath two of the bricks as he kicked furiously through the water, his butt just far enough up to bump up against the bricks and lift them. The pinched down hard on his tail and the back of his speedo, making him yelp more from surprise than pain. His forward momentum tugged hard at his tail, and he flailed about under the water, spinning upside down. The bricks released his tail before the foam pinched hard right on one of his butt cheeks making him pull away hard, feet paws catching in something as he struggled to get to the surface.
	The surface ended up being the other direction, which he quickly found out as he opened his eyes and saw the tiled floor of the pool almost a foot from his nose. His butt hurt and his cheeks burned with embarrassment. Something felt wrong, too, but his mind was still reeling from running into those damned partitions. Might as well have been made of stone with how much it bit him.
	Evan righted his position and swam back to the surface, breaking free and clinging to the foam blocks, careful not to be too near one of the seams. He coughed up some water and shook his head, clearing droplets of water from the fur around his face. 
	"EVAN!" Bray shouted, and there was a note of urgency in his head.
	The wolf didn't even have to look to know what happened as his brain clicked everything all in place at once. Fear gripped his chest as his brain connected the donkey's urgent call, the sharp pain on his ass, and that feeling of wrongness that he'd felt, and the laughing he'd been filtering out as background noise. He shot a paw down to his crotch to find bare flesh, his thick shaft floating free in the water no longer contained by the speedo he'd been wearing. Panic set in and he whipped his head around, staring off through the water to try and find the dark blue piece of fabric.
	Bray put a hand over his face as he watched the wolf nearly break his neck in his frantic search to find his swim trunks. He was going to tease the wolf about this little freak accident over and over again... after he recovered enough from the embarrassment; the donkey wasn't entirely mean. Luckily from the side of the pool, nothing was too visible.
	Evan was splashing through the water, trying to keep himself covered while he ducked under the water to see better. His heart was hammering in his chest, and he felt as if everyone were looking in his direction. It didn't help that when he resurfaced to take a breath, he heard a swimmer on the other side of the foam yelp.
	"Wha-oh, shit dude," the person said, making Evan quickly duck his way along the bricks as he looked for his swimsuit.
	Not even an entire minute had passed since he'd lost his trunks, but every second felt like an eternity. Especially when he felt his dick start to stiffen against his fingers. He squeezed down in alarm, which only made him throb against his palm. "Not now!!" he begged his brain, ducking beneath the water again to find his suit, his anxiety spiking when he saw a few other swimmers nearby in the water. A paw grabbed his shoulder, and he whipped around and jumped back up out of the water, yelping in alarm.
	Jayce was treading water a few feet from him, holding up the dark blue speedo in one paw. "Ah, they tend to discourage skinny dipping," the malinois said, smiling brightly even as he glanced down through the water.
	The wolf's paw couldn't cover his dick at this point, and having someone so close to him in the water while exposed shouldn't make him throb harder, but it did. He snatched the speedo with his free paw, mind too panicked for him to mumble a coherent thank you. He scrambled to get into the speedo right there, sinking down under the surface while flailing his legs about. He nearly lost it when his foot stepped right into the crotch and ripped it from his paws and his cock throbbed out in front of him without and free paws to keep it hidden from view.
	Evan finally tugged the speedo up into place, feeling far less comfortable with his dick straining at the front of the fabric, feeling it pinch against his foreskin irritably. He flailed back up above the surface and sucked in a breath of air, having already inhaled too much water in his wild panic.
	Jayce was laughing, but it didn't sound as mocking as some of the other members of the swim team. "Come on, let's uh, get you out of the water before you drown."
	"I-I'm fine," Evan wheezed, trying not to start hacking up more water. He felt a paw grip his shoulder and start tugging him toward the edge of the pool, and he was so out of breath from his flailing that he allowed it. He steadied himself along the foam partition with one paw while trying not to press down on his aching cock. This shouldn't be making him hard, but when he glanced up towards where he saw Bray and the others, his dick throbbed again.
	Jayce pulled him towards the edge of the pool and pushed himself up onto the edge, climbing on out. "You doing okay?" The malinois held a paw down to offer the wolf some help out.
	Evan heard a few of the swim team members laughing to each other about something, but nothing specific. He dismissed the dog's paw and hoisted himself up out of the water, scraping his dick against the edge of the pool and his speedo in his haste to get out of the water. 
	The next few things happened in such quick succession the poor wolf couldn't keep up. He took a step forward, away from the edge of the pool and sucked in a deep breath of air, but choked on some of the water he'd inhaled and hacked loudly, drawing the attention of the rest of the swim team standing around as well as a couple students that had been watching from the bleachers while doing homework. His body jerked hard as he brought a paw up to his muzzle and his dick throbbed, which was enough to cause his speedo to have a catastrophic meltdown.
	The tiny pinpricks he'd poked in the fabric while his feet paws flailed around suddenly gave way like a rubber balloon shredding after being popped. The material split from there the head of his dick was down to the base and it flopped out into the open in front of him as he coughed up a bit of water from his lungs.
	"Holy shit."
	"What the... god damn."
	"Ew, guys, come on."
	"Put your fucking dick away!"
	"What a freak."
	"Can I have a taste?"
	"Dude why are you hard?"
	Evan's paws shot to his crotch, fumbling to stuff his dick back into the fabric, but the material fell apart easily now that it had already torn. The wolf turned his back on the swim team members, ears burning with embarrassment and shame as he desperately wished for a hole to crawl into while trying to deal with his obnoxiously-large dick. That was a mistake, of course, because as soon as he did so he heard a few cheers rise up from the girls playing volleyball. Looking up, he saw that most of the people in the pool were looking his way to see what the commotion was. And he'd just flashed them all.
	The wolf bolted.
	Bray cleared his throat as he watched Evan run at a full sprint towards the locker room, ignoring the cry from the lifeguard on duty blowing his whistle at him to stop running. The donkey glanced at his teammates who were howling with laughter and then to Jayce who looked a bit flustered. "I'm... I'm just gonna go check on him."

	Evan nearly slammed the opaque shower door behind him as he threw himself into a stall to get out sight from other people. There were only two others in the locker room, but Evan heard them leave shortly after he arrived.
	His heart was hammering in his chest, face on fire from how hard he was blushing. Beneath his paws he could feel a slick warmth as his cock drooled pre against his fingers. The wolf slumped against the wall and looked down at his cock jutting out in front of him, a line of pre still connecting his hooded head to his fingers even as another dripped to the shower tiles. He didn't know how to feel, and tears of frustration welled up in his chest before he stamped it down. He refused to be upset over this.
	The wolf took a shuddering deep breath, closing his eyes to calm his nerves. He could see the mixed looks of shock, awe, and disgust on people's faces as his dick had bounced around in front of them, and his face reddened again even as his dick pulsed in his paw. Why was this turning him on?! He let out a soft whine before he could hold it in.
	The stall door was yanked open, and Bray stood there, muzzle immediately tilting down to look at the wolf's huge dick. "Damn, dude."
	"B-Bray!" Evan snapped, turning away from the donkey and pressed his forehead against the shower wall.
	"Yeah, no, I get it. That was quite the spectacle," the donkey admitted, and the wolf groaned and thumped his head against the tile. "Jayce loved the show."
	"Shut up, Brayden," Jayce said, though even that came out sounding polite and friendly.
	Evan's head spun around at the sound of a new voice, and he saw the malinois captain had joined the donkey at the door to his stall. "Oh god, look, I'm so sorry," he said, though he paused when he saw the dog's grin turn wry. A quick glance down made the wolf's throat go dry.
	Bray had said that Jayce had a massive knot, though Evan thought that had been a lie after seeing the shorter, slender malinois. The thick bulge at the base of the Jayce's speedo left nothing to the imagination that wasn't cleared up when the dog began peeling them off. His sheath was the same color fur as his sandy, gold pelt and quite thick and puffy with a few inches of tapered canine length peeking out.
	"What are you doing?!" Evan croaked, clutching his shaft in both paws, his back still half turned to the pair. It throbbed and dribbled in response.
	The malinois tossed his speedo onto the floor of the shower and then reached in to turn the water on hot but forced the spray against the wall. "Bray's been telling me about you for weeks."
	"I also told him that he'd have to probably have to corner you," the donkey said, taking a step back to watch as the malinois stepped into the shower stall. 
	Evan's teeth ground together, and he huddled closer to the corner of the shower. "Evan, I'm going to kill you," he grumbled, glancing over to the donkey and noticing that he'd began peeling his clothes off as well. 
	Before the wolf could ask, the malinois put a paw on his shoulder, making him jump. "Come on, if I'm going to be your captain, you have to trust me to help you, right?" the dog said, carefully turning the wolf around.
	Evan found himself turning to face the shorter dog, cheeks red with shame and eyes narrowed in frustration and suspicion. Normally he'd bolt or resist, but Jayce just smiled in a way that made him so nonthreatening. "I don't want to join, though," he protested weakly.
	Bray laughed from behind the canines and stripped the rest of his clothes. He idly stroked himself as he watched the wolf all flustered and embarrassed. He'd found the best way to deal with Evan was to push him around, and the wolf caved easily enough. "Hey, if you like it when I play with your dick, you'll love Jayce. I know you. That's not going to go down any time soon."
	The wolf squeezed his eyes shut, face burning as he tried to formulate a response. He wanted to tell them to leave him alone. He wanted to change schools and go someplace where dozens of people hadn't seen his dick in public. He wanted to cum after that embarrassing dream and playing with his dick at three in the morning, blue balling himself. Evan let out another whine and nodded, though his paws remained in front of his cock, trying to keep it hidden from view. 
	Jayce stepped closer to the wolf and ran his paw down from his shoulder, along his arm to pull it away from his crotch. "You know, Bray, maybe he wouldn't look so scared if you weren't teasing him," the malinois said.
	"You kidding? He gets off to being embarrassed," the donkey said, closing the shower stall behind them, keeping his voice down over the roar of the shower, just in case anyone walked in.
	"I do not!" the wolf hissed, cheeks turning red. His cock throbbed again, though, when the malinois' paw pulled his other paw away.
	The dog's eyebrows rose when he saw the thick rod of flesh fall free, the head wet with pre. "Holy shit..." Jayce whispered. "I saw it, but not so close. You weren't kidding. He really is bigger than me."
	Evan's ears were pinned back against his head, and he looked down between their bodies in the cramped shower, the steam from the hot water filling the space and making things humid. "Yeah, it's awful," he grumbled, but neither seemed to have heard.
	The wolf's eyes closed for a few seconds when he felt Jayce's paws close around the middle of his shaft, giving it an upwards tug that forced his foreskin to bunch up and pre to ooze out. "Hngh..." He wanted to tell them to stop, but that simple touch made him want more, and his hormones wouldn't let him stop this.
	"Is that true?" Jayce asked, slowly stroking the wolf's dick with one dark-brown paw while the other was tugging back his own sheath to reveal more and more slick, pink canine length. 
	Evan realized the other two had been talking, but he hadn't heard what they were saying. "Ngh, I... what? Is what true?" he asked, his tone still carrying some of the bite from being humiliated in the pool.
	Jayce stopped stroking and just held the wolf's dick between his fingers. "Bray said that you're embarrassed at having a massive fucking dick and get hard whenever teased about it."
	Throb... Throb... 
	The wolf's muzzle parted to deny that accusation, but his cock jumped in the dog's paw, almost coming free from his grip before Jayce squeezed down. "I-I don't know!" he finally whined, paws fidgeting with some of the fur on his thighs, unsure what to do with them.
	"I'm telling you, Jay," Bray said, using both paws to stroke over his dark brown equine length. "I almost made him cum just by making fun of him for his dick being bigger than mine. A literal horse cock."
	Evan's length throbbed and pre ran across the malinois' fingers. The wolf whined. Bray's exact words had been, "Dude, how are you fucking bigger than a horse? Fucking freak. I love it."
	"You're not a horse, donkey boy," Jayce teased, resuming his strokes over the wolf's shaft. His own had swollen in his free paw and the knot was already swelling from the attention.
	"Close enough.," the donkey said.
	Evan was staring openly at the canine shaft swelling in Jayce's paw, having never seen one in person like this. He couldn't help but want to see more, wanting to explore the texture beneath his fingers. 
	Jayce laughed softly and rubbed a thumb across the head of Evan's dick, feeling the ridge of his foreskin as it peeled back and forth across the thick corona. "I admit, I don't really know how you'd be embarrassed by having a big dick."
	"Hey, me neither. He's had nightmares about people pulling his pants down in public, though. Tease him about that," the donkey said, continuing to jack himself off while watching the canines.
	Evan's cheeks flushed as the donkey told the malinois that. He squeezed his eyes shut as his cock pulsed and he hissed at the donkey. "Bray, don't..." he grumbled. but couldn't figure out anything else to say with the soft pads teasing his dick.
	The malinois snickered when he felt the wolf's cock pulse in his paws. "Dang, you weren't kidding... So, does that mean I should remind him that he just flashed close to fifty students and a couple coaches?"
	The wolf put a paw over his eyes and sank back against the tiled shower walls, his cock throbbing again in the swim captain's paw. His eyes were locked on Jayce's cock, more out of the need to focus on something other than his burning face.
	The donkey chimed in on the tail of the malinois' words. "Hah, yeah. You should have seen the look on Carlos' face when your cock ripped from your speedo. Maybe the cat thought your dick was a cucumber or something. He jumped a good five feet away at once." 
	Jayce chuckled and picked up the pace of his strokes, entire paw now sticky with the wolf's pre. "No kidding. I've seen this material rip before, but not so spectacularly. Only someone with a truly huge dick could have done that," the dog joked, feeling Evan's cock pulse in his paw.
	Evan had given up with so little fight cornered as he was by the two shorter swimmers, and he felt helpless as they teased him in more way than one. He was starting to worry that if this continued, he really would develop a fetish for being humiliated.
	"You already have," the voice in his mind said, laughing. "Why do you think you keep having those dreams?"
	His cock throbbed.
	Bray laughed. "Check it out, Ace is calling him Lightning Rod in the group chat," the donkey said, turning his phone around to show the captain.
	Evan's hips gave an involuntary buck into the wolf's paw and his head snapped up to see that the donkey had brought his phone into the damn shower stall. "Wh-what? Who's Ace?" 
	Jayce's eyes skimmed through the messages on the screen, chuckling, reading, ""Because a fucking pole for a dick, and bolted to the locker rooms like lightning." Sounds right. Ace is just a cheetah on the swim team," the dog assured Evan, his attention turning his attention back to the wolf's cock. "Seriously, though, I need two paws for this thing."
	"Told you," Bray said, flipping his phone back around and pointing the camera down between the three of them. "Fucker's got like, three inches on me."
	Evan's eyes stared at the phone in the donkey's hand and then down to where the Malinois was jerking his dick with both paws, smearing pre everywhere. His balls ached from earlier this morning, and the emotions he felt from being exposed in front of everyone in the pool were still the main thing on his mind. "Ngh, w-wait, hold up..." He said, keeping one paw half covering his face, the other awkwardly pulled up close to his chest.
	One of the malinois' dark brown paws squeezed hard at the base of the wolf's cock, the other sliding back and forth across his head, watching with rapt attention, his own cock bobbing in front of him, forgotten. 
	The donkey tried to lean into the corner of the small shower stall, the water spraying across the wall starting to soak into his gray and brown hide. "Nah, finish him off before it gets to record anything," Bray said with a laugh.
	That was the final straw for the poor wolf. His hips lurched forward into the dog's paws, and he let out a strangled cry as his cock erupted in the smaller dog's paws. Rope after rope of hot wolf seed sprayed forth against the malinois' stomach with enough force that some splattered off against the shower wall and back against the wolf's own belly. He knew he was whining pitifully as he came, eyes squeezed shut as he emptied his balls all over the swim captain who was still jerking him off.
	Jayce's eyes were wide as he watched the wolf cum, his belly and chest getting pelted with jet after jet of gooey cum. His muzzle hung open hungrily and he gripped the thick shaft just behind the head, letting go with the other so he could begin hurriedly jerking himself off. "Holy... holy shit, dude," he whispered, all the warm friendliness in his tone replaced with heated desire.
	Evan's body was spasming as he finally cracked his eyes open to see the mess he'd made of the dog's fur. Both his other shower-mates were jerking themselves off, Bray still recording everything. His cock throbbed in the dog's paw, fingers squeezing and teasing around his foreskin and the head of his dick while cum just drooled into Jayce's paw.
	The clarity he was waiting for didn't come, though, just a dull sense of acceptance and need. His eyes moved to donkey's brown length, the flared head flinging drops of pre everywhere as Bray jerked himself from medial ring to head with quick strokes. When he glanced back in the dog's direction, he noticed just how massive the dog's knot really was.
	Jayce noticed the wolf checking out his cock and he let go long enough to grab one of the wolf's paws and move it down to his knot. "Thicker, but not as long," Jayce teased, going back to jerking himself off.
	This was only the third dick the wolf had ever touched, and his paw instinctively squeezed down on the engorged bulb of the malinois' knot. He didn't even flinch when he heard Jayce cry out and then warmth splashed across his belly. He saw the tapered tip of the canine's cock twitch and spray watery jets of cum over his belly, crotch, and all over his cock, which hadn't softened in the slightest. 
	The wolf did flinch when something smacked against his chin and his gaze shifted to see the donkey's flared head throb again and a line of cum shoot up towards his face. It fell short, landing across his chest, joining the cum that the dog in front of him was emptying across his fur.
	Evan's fingers tightened on the thick knot in his paw, not able to encircle it entirely, and he watched with his mouth hanging open as the two's orgasms began to die down. Bray was panting heavily, still recording the events with one paw while palming the flared head of his dick. He tried to get a better angle and dropped the phone with a fumble. The wolf winced as the phone landed corner down on his dick before falling to the shower floor, the donkey's paw hitting him in the side as he flailed to catch it.
	"Smooth," Jayce panted, pulling his paws away from his and the wolf's cock, strings of cum dangling from his dark paws before falling to the shower floor. 
	Bray bent down and snatched his phone from the floor, turning off the recording. The phone was wet and covered in three types of cum, but the donkey just turned the shower head back towards them, getting them all wet, and rinsing it off under the water. "Hey, at least it's water proof."
	Evan felt drained in more ways than one. Now that he was coming down from the high of the recent events, he felt... tired. His mind kept playing back the freak accident that had humiliated him, and though he felt his cheeks redden, his dick pulsed at the thought. His worst fear had been realized, and while he felt mortified, and didn't want to talk to anyone on the swim team again... he'd get over it.
	"Feel better?" Jayce asked, scrubbing some of the cum from his paws before taking the wolf's cock again, giving it a squeeze. "You're still hard as a rock."
	Bray made sure the water wasn't aimed at the door before opening it and stepping out into the empty locker room. "Yeah, if you keep teasing him, he'll stay like that for a while."
	Evan ignored the donkey and shuddered as he looked down at the dark paws on his massive shaft. "Y-yeah, um... thanks?" He realized he still was gripping Jayce's knot, and he squeezed down in return, watching cum bead at the tip of the dog's cock before the shower washed it away.
	The donkey was dripping water all over the floor, and he looked back into the shower stall before shutting it on them. "I'm gonna head back out with the others," he said. Bray hadn't grabbed a towel, so he began pulling clothes on over his wet hide, grimacing as he did so. 
	As he was walking back out into the pool, checking his phone, he pulled up his social media out of habit and saw a new post from one of the other guys on the swim team.
	"Look at this fucking guy... hung like a fucking horse and can't even keep it in his pants. We're so losing the next swim meet," the message read with a few exasperated emojis and a video of Evan scrambling out of the pool right before his dick flops out. You could hear the whole swim team laughing and see the utter horror on Evan's face.
	Bray just grinned, favorited the video, and reposted it, tagging the wolf. "Look who's already making a big splash!" He slipped the phone back into his pocket, grinning like an idiot as he went to join the rest of the team. He'd never let the wolf live this day down.