ReveReal Lounge Ch. 04

"Haaaaa... It sure is slow on Tuesdays. I really need to start bringing a book with me. The boss wouldn't mind, right? Thank god the next appointment is almost here. I'm dying of boredom. Okay, is everything in place? Cleaned? Presentable? Alright then, any second now..."

"Oh, thank god. Hello! Welcome to ReveReal Lounge! Please make yourself comfortable! If there's anything you need before we begin, please let me know!"

"Hey, your shirt... I recognize that college! So you're one of the football players from there, huh? Very nice! Oh! Just to be safe, you're not skipping out on classes for this, are you? I mean, I can't control what you do, but you are paying to attend."

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"Oh! You have no classes today! Gotcha! Let's begin then! Palm, please?"

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"Now, what are we working with? I see your football team. Okay, starting off standard. Though they all look rather blurry. Almost like tunnel vision, actually. So, who's the focus? It seems to be... ah! There he is! One of your teammates! Huh. The way you envision him. There's practically sparkles all around him... Aaaah. I get it now. You have feelings for him."

"You think he feels the same way, but you nor him have made a move. So you want to use this session as a push to ask him out. Pretty smart, not gonna lie. Not a lot of people do that here but they should, in my opinion."

"The amount of times you've thought about having sex with him must have driven you crazy, huh? The way you looked at him was definitely lustful. You do like him romantically, but he sure is a looker, isn't he? Really nice assets. Hohoh! Is that jealousy I see in your eyes!? Don't worry, I know a man in love when I see one!"

"I know what you're going to say, don't try to deny it. I think it's really sweet! You just need the right push to get the man of your dreams, right? Well, this drink right here should do the trick!"

"Your brain will have full control of the setting, so you don't have to worry about anything. And he will act exactly how he always acts around you. You know, just to make it more believable to you. You know him best, after all. But this will be all in your head. So try to be a little adventurous with him, yeah? Now, enjoy! Something tells me I'll see a more confident man come out when you're done."

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I entered the locker room as I finished practicing on the field to find it empty. This was something that happened from time to time. I would practice by myself after everybody left and be at it for another hour. By the time I got to the locker room, everybody has changed and left.

Have to say, this dream thing? Pretty realistic already. I could already feel the dampness of my clothes from the sweat of my practice. And my smell? Geez. Dream or no dream, I was taking a shower. I would always only notice how bad I smelled right after practice or a game. Though the fact I would always stay later than the others was probably also to blame.

Many of my teammates would often tease me on trying to gain more muscle than I already have. As if that was the only reason I could be doing all of that. I'm trying to get better at the game, not get a better physique. I'm already big enough. But they like to joke around like that. They wouldn't be jocks if they didn't. I've always found that sense of humor a little lacking, but that's just me.

I made my way to my locker to, I suppose, change out of my gear. Don't know if something is supposed to happen before I do that but I figured I should do what I normally do and see where it takes me. As I got to the isle where my locker is, I made my turn and saw the lines of lockers that I was familiar with seeing and the long bench that was in the middle of the isle. I also noticed someone was standing right beside my locker.

My heart skipped a beat.

Looking down on his phone stood a cougar beastman who was almost as muscular as me. He still had his jersey and shorts on, but he already took off the pads, helmet, and gloves. His tail was swinging back and forth as he was just scrolling on his phone. My money was on some social media website.

He was one of my teammates, Abel Edirs. And I fought hard not to look him up and down on instinct.

It wouldn't be a stretch to say that his clothes were form fitting. Though it wasn't the clothes' fault. Why? Because he has the biggest pecs and ass I have ever seen. It was thanks to them that everything he wore looked to be tight on him.

But god, did I love looking at them.

His pecs were like a woman's breasts; fat, all bouncy when he so much as breathed, and with nipples so thick that they can poke out of his shirt. The number of times I've thought about sucking them is embarrassingly high. And his ass? I don't know what he does to make them that big, but they are bigger than bowling balls.

Okay, so I AM thirsting after him like a sex-crazed maniac but there's more to it than that. He's also the teammate that I get along with the best. He's funny, kind, has the most breathtaking smile, and is always a peacemaker. It's safe to say that he is the voice of reason out of the team. While I would just roll my eyes and tell them to fuck off (never in a bad way), he would be the one to calm everyone down and talk it out. But he can also be very playful when the mood strikes him. God, exactly my type.

Abel looked up and noticed me. He smiled and put his phone away as he walked towards me. In my peripheral vision, I could see those pecs of his bounce slightly, making me gulp.

"Hey! There you are! I've been waiting for you, so I decided to stick around until you finished."

I was about to apologize until he stopped me, "No! No! It's alright! I know how important training is for you. I didn't mind waiting."

I felt my body go a little hot. No one, not even my own family, have patience with me when I practice. But he does. Moments like this always make me want to wrap my arms around his waist and pull him to me.

Abel gave a light laugh, "Honestly, if I had your stamina, I would have joined you! But I'm still a little sore from the drills coach put us through. I don't know how you do it!"

I tried to downplay it, saying that I'm just too hardheaded to stop, but he was having none of it.

"Don't give me that! You put in so much effort for this team! We wouldn't be where we are if you weren't around! Makes me really admire you!"

He's said things like this similar in the past. When we would hang out, just the two of us, he would compliment me on my skills and build. Saying how hard I must have worked to get them. I would in turn compliment him back, because he was no slouch on skills and looks either. It sometimes led to some lighthearted wrestling matches with us laughing and enjoying ourselves. Making me wish that those days would last longer.

I comment on how much he brings to the team as well; how he always brings everyone together and takes care of them when they get injured or tired. I knew saying this would get a blush out of him like previous times, and it did.

With some rosy cheeks, he laughed, "Okay, okay, we don't need a repeat of what happened last week. I was so embarrassed, I felt I could die."

I let out a heavy laugh at that. I remember that day. I was giving him so many compliments that his whole face was turning red. He tried to cover his face with his hands, but the damage was already done. It was beyond cute.

After recovering, I asked him if everything was okay, since he was waiting for me. He seemed to have remembered what he was there, because he let out a light cough and gave me a sheepish smile.

"Right, right. Well, if I'm gonna be honest? I just really wanted to spend time with you."

I looked at him in surprise. He gave me a shrug in return.

"If that's alright with you."

I ended up stuttering that it was fine and that I would love to hang out with him. God, I never stutter. I was making myself look like a fool. And this wasn't even the real Abel! (Though it was a pretty convincing one.)

He smiled at me, "Great! I was thinking we can just relax and watch a movie?"

A movie. Funny that he asked for that. But also fitting. The last time we watched a movie, we were at my frat and ended up cuddling with each other on the couch. Yes, cuddling. We didn't even notice until we looked at each other's faces and saw how close we were. I swear to everything I loved that, in that moment, everything froze and we leaned in closer. With the full intent of having our lips connect. I could never forget that look on his face. He looked so peaceful and willing.

Our lips were only millimeters apart before my door opened violently and in came my drunk roommate. Both me and Abel jumped off the couch so high, I wouldn't have been surprised if we hit the ceiling. Thankfully, my roommate didn't see anything with how drunk he was, but it was enough to embarrass Abel so much that he excused himself and left. We never talked about it and just continued as if nothing happened.

That plagued my mind ever since. The what if. What could have happened next. Everything. And here I was, reliving that moment. If only it was really Abel in front of me. But I need to know if I have what it takes to do it in real life. This was a trial run of sorts. And I intended to make the most of it.

I lifted my hand and reached for Abel's face. He looked a little confused, but didn't move an inch. When I placed it in his cheek and stroked it gently, he responded by nuzzling on my hand with a purr. I felt like I could die hearing that. That was the sound he made when he was pleased with something. That was the sound he made when we were accidentally cuddling.

I leaned forward, face closing in on him. I could see a blush return to him before he softened his features and leaned forward too. It felt like hours were passing by as we got closer until, finally, our lips met.

My entire body felt like I was being struck by lightning. I've dreamed (poor choice of words) of this moment for so long, it always felt out of reach. In the back of my mind, I wondered if it would feel like this if I actually kissed him. Maybe even better? No, it had to be better. This was just a sample of how it would actually be with him. But I still wanted more. I needed to know.

Abel's purring vibrated my lips, clearly pleased. I separated from him a bit to see his face and saw how enamored he looked.

"Haaaa... Wow. I've, I've always wanted to do that with you. That was..."

I gave him a deeper kiss, stopping his next sentence. He responded by kissing back, this time substituting his purring with moaning. He wrapped his arms around my neck as I wrapped mine around his waist. With how deep the kiss was, our tongues were dancing together so nicely. It made the whole thing even hotter. His tail wrapped around my leg, too. Going up and down and held tighter the more heated we got.

I had a primal need inside me that was coming up. I took control of the kiss, which Abel more than allowed, and pushed him towards the lockers. When his back hit them, he instinctively lifted his legs up and wrapped them around my hips. His tail had to let go for a second, but immediately wrapped around my leg again when he got comfortable. With his legs around me, I was able to caress his hips, legs, and ass without restriction. Fuck, it felt so good to touch him that I just continued doing it. Our lips and tongues were wrapped around each other, not wanting to let go. With heavy breathing and moans, we went at like starving animals.

After a couple of minutes just kissing like hormonal teenagers, I let go of his lips with a satisfying smack. We looked at each other's eyes and just smiled.

In that moment, I just remembered. I probably smell awful. I just got out of practice and I was sweating so much when I entered the lockers. I started to apologize and explain myself, but then I felt Abel's finger press on my lips, stopping me.

"Hey, it's okay! You don't need to worry about that! Besides," I saw a blush appear on his face, "I actually really like how you smell."

My eyes shot up like rockets hearing that. He continued.

"I like the smell you give off after you practiced. It's, so primal. So hot. It's so you. And I like it! No one else smells like you, and it's, so so good."

Suddenly, a repressed memory came back to me. I remember there were a few times some of my teammates would stick around after as well. They would be in the lockers and I would come back from the extra practice. All the guys would comment how rank I smelled when I got to my locker and avoid being close to me. Which, you know, makes sense.

But Abel wouldn't do that those times. He would stick close to me and talk to me. But there was something that I thought was just my imagination. When I would turn away from him to get changed or get something from my locker, I would hear a sniff sound. And when I turned back to look at Abel, it looked like he was retreating his face from me. But I would notice his face was a little flushed and some of his hairs were sticking up. A part of me thought that was strange but I didn't question it. Until now.

Could it be, all those times, he was smelling me and liking it? Even with all the musk and sweat?

My imagination was going wild. I looked at Abel, who was giving me a concerned look, and suddenly my sex drive decided to crank up to the maximum by aiming and kissing his neck, along with some licking for good measure.

Abel was shocked, but moaned approvingly as he laid his head on the lockers and giving me more access to his neck. He held my head during this, not wanting me to stop. Possibly even wanting to mark him.

"Aaaah, yes! Yes! Oh, that feels so good! It's yours! All yours! Yes!!"

I took that cue and bit down on his neck. Not too hard to draw blood, but enough for him to feel it. He let out a surprised yet content gasp. Oh yeah, he definitely wanted me to mark him. I lifted his jersey slightly to caress his bare fur on his hips. He responded by caressing my muscular arms as well. I gave a long lick from the bottom of his neck to the top until I got to his chin. Once more we were face to face, which made us do one big kiss again. Our faces stayed close together even when we detached.

Abel gave me a look of pure bliss, "Oh god, please. I've been wanting this for so long. Don't stop now."

I wasn't even planning to stop.

Seeing as I lifted up his jersey a bit, I got both my hands inside and grabbed his plump pecs. His mouth opened wide, letting out a needy moan right on my lips. Wanting to feel their plumpness, I gave them a nice massage. Feeling their weight and how full they were.

Abel closed his eyes and bit his lip, "Mmmmh, I didn't know you like my pecs. Oh, that feels nice. You're groping them so good."

I asked him if he wanted to feel even better and he gave me a nod. So, I lifted his shirt over his head, exposing his chest. I made sure that the shirt stayed on Abel by having his arms still be in the sleeves. It's a hot look to me, okay?

I looked down to see those heavy bags he calls pecs. I have seen them multiple times while in the locker room when we were changing in and out of uniform. We were (luckily) in the same isle, so I got a nice view of Abel taking off his shirts and seeing those puppies bounce when the fabric was no longer holding them. It always turned me on. Thank fuck my dick didn't get hard when watching that, otherwise I would have a lot of explaining to do to my teammates.

But now, they were right in front of me. In all their glory. And they were magnificent. I was getting hard when I was making out with Abel, but now my dick was saluting inside my shorts like a proud military man. And since they were shorts, Abel took notice.

"Oh. Wow. You, seem to be pretty excited down there, huh? It's, um, kind of rubbing my ass." He gave me a sheepish look. "Do you, like them that much?"

I was looking at him straight in the eyes when something inside me snapped. I placed my hands below his arms and lifted him up slightly, making his chest be at my eye level. Abel, in turn, wrapped his legs a little above my waist line, confused but following my lead.

Seeing those pecs of his right in front of me had me salivating. Fuck, they might as well be boobs with how thick and fat they were. But I had my eyes set on his nipples. They looked so fucking tempting. Big, thick, dark colored, and with a wide areola. They were just screaming to get sucked.

And I did just that.

I aimed for one of his nipples and wrapped my lips all around them, giving them a good suck and lick. The sound Abel made when I did that made my dick jump. He sounded so slutty and submissive in that moment; it was like a mixture of a moan and a cry. He arched his back the second I attacked his nipple and wrapped his arms around my neck and head like a vice grip. No doubt he was probably crying out with his head drawn back. Well, as far back as it could with him being shoved on a locker.

I sucked and licked to my hearts content on that thick nipple of his, all while grunting and breathing heavily. Holy fuck, it felt good wrapping my tongue around it. I flickered it with my tongue up and down as fast as I could, all while feeling the fatness of his tit all over my lips. Abel's shameless moaning was like a siren's song, giving me the energy to milk his tit for all it's worth.

"Oh my god! Aaaahh!! Wait! Please!! It's too good! My body can't-AAAAHH!!"

I bit down on that fat flesh, leaving my mark on it and showing whoever sees it that it belonged to me. Only I could taste these heavy milkers and no one else.

Satisfied when I saw that I left quite the bite mark around his nipple, I aimed for the other one. Repeating what I did to its partner. Once more, Abel couldn't stop moaning, and his body reacted accordingly. He would be shaking and moving his body like a contortionist, almost like he was trying to escape my assault. But his arms wrapped around my head and neck kept him firm to me, proving that he wanted me right where I was.

His body started to shake even more, "Oh god! OH GOD!! Wait! I'm, I'm-AAAAAAAHH!!"

His back arches back as far as it could, making him press against me. That scream sounded like something had happened so I, reluctantly, released his now swollen nipple from my lips. When I looked up at Abel, he still had his back arched like a pole dancer, gasping for breath. I looked him over, half to see if he's okay and half for the eye candy, until I noticed his shorts.

Right where his groin was, I noticed a big wet patch that was not there before. It then hit me that he just came in his pants. I made him cum by playing with his nipples.

... Fucking hell, if that wasn't the hottest thing I've ever seen.

I remember Abel saying one time that his nipples were sensitive. The guys saw how big they were and tried to play with them as a way to tease Abel, but he put a stop to it. As did I when they tried to convince him. He thanked me for the help but in the back of my mind, I wondered how sensitive they could be. I prayed that the real Abel would also cum from playing with them.

Speaking of, the cougar himself recovered from the pleasure and straightened his back. His breathing was still a little heavy, but he had a smile on his face. He let out a small laugh as he looked down on me.

"Dear god, you liked sucking on them that much? I felt like I was getting my soul sucked out of me."

I smiled back and just responded by giving a loving kiss to one of his pecs. He bit his lip while giving me a seductive look.

"Mmmmhh, you treated them so good, I think you deserve an award."

He patted me on the shoulder, signaling me to put him down. Once I did, he gave me a quick kiss on the lips before grabbing the bottom part of my jersey and lifting it up. I let him take it off, showing off my hard-earned body up close.

Okay, I know I'm gonna sound super cocky when I say this but, I have a pretty muscular body. With the amount I train during and after practice, I have often been compared to a Greek god. I would get some attention from my classmates since sometimes my shirts look like they are about to burst with the slightest flex. It does get annoying when I have to turn down someone when they hit on me or ask me out. Especially the girls. I've told them multiple times that I was only into guys, yet some girls would still come up to me hoping they are "the one exception" or some shit. Not knowing I already had my eyes on a handsome cougar.

Said cougar was staring at my body and biting his lips, clearly liking what he was seeing. He placed his hands on my hard-as-steel pecs and started roaming his hands everywhere; to my arms, my shoulder, and my abs. I made sure to flex at certain points so he could feel my hard flesh pulsing on his fingers.

Abel sighed satisfyingly, "I was always scared of getting caught staring at you whenever you were changing. So I never dared to look at you, no matter how much I really wanted to. But now I have you right in front of me, for me to stare and touch all I want."

I couldn't help but grin. I've heard many people compliment me on my build, but this was the first time that I actually cared what someone thought of me. And more importantly, the first time I wanted someone to feel me up. So, I posed for him. I flexed my arms and let my biceps go overtime all for his eyes to see and hands to feel.

I swear I saw his eyes shine with anticipation and lust. He wasted no time at feeling my muscles. I encouraged him to enjoy as much as he wants, that they were all his. (More than he knows.) He gleefully did just that, giving out soft sighs of contentment. Eventually, that wasn't enough.

He was caressing my bicep until he stopped for a second, looking like he was thinking about something, and then dove to it to give it a big opened kiss. He was making out with my bicep. And it was hot as hell. I groaned and flexed harder, making sure he kisses each piece of muscle I can give him. The submissive sighs I got from him as he kissed up and down my muscles were making my blood go all the way down to my dick.

I raised my arms so that he could kiss every side. It was hot seeing him worshiping my muscles. He was no slouch himself in that category but I guess he found mine to be more favorable. Then he went lower until he hit my armpits, which he switched to giving a loud sniff at.

I looked at him with surprise as he had his eyes closed while smelling my pits. He had a face of pure bliss as he breathed in my scent, then gave a shaky moan as he breathed out.

"Oh my god. You smell AMAZING." He looked me right in the eyes. "My dick just got hard again smelling you. I could get addicted."

He gave one more big sniff, which made his mouth drop with his tongue sticking out. A part of me wished no one other than me would see that face, but before I could think more on that, he made his way to kissing my collarbone.

He continued his kissing (and sometimes licking) every piece of skin I had exposed, slowly going down all the while. Every area he touched I made sure to flex in different positions, hardening that part. When he reached my abs, he switched to just licking every curve I had as I pushed my stomach towards him. Then it finally happened.

His face reached my shorts and he stood still just looking at my groin. It was very obvious that I had a hard on with the tent I had on display. I saw a smile grace his lips and his nose bumped into my crotch.

"I've waited so long to see your dick up close." He looked up at me with pleading eyes. "Can I?"

I could not say no to that look. Especially not to something I've been fantasizing since the first time I saw him. I gave him a nod and his smile widened. He grabbed my shorts (along with my jock) and lowered it enough to expose my cock and balls.

Okay. So, I know I already mentioned that I was buff and all that. But that's not the only thing about me that is big. I KNOW it sounds like I'm flaunting but there isn't another way to describe it. I'm close to ten inches and am about as thick as a soda can. I know, I checked. I apparently inherited that from my dad. (Something I DIDN'T need to know.) I had some thick veins that lead to a fat head. Along with a big sack of balls that were waiting to shoot like a machine gun.

Abel stared at my hard dick in awe. I can see the inside of his mouth shine with the drool wanting to come out. His nose once more touched my crotch and he gave another whiff. His hairs stood up I delight getting my scent.

"You have, the most gorgeous cock I've ever seen. And I've seen many porn stars' in my life."

I mean, same, but that's probably an exaggeration.

He then dove to the base of my dick and gave it a nice kiss. My body shivered as I let out a raspy groan. His kissing slowly went up my dick, looking like he was following one of my veins, until he reached the head. He licked his teeth and looked up at me.

"Bon appetite for me."

With an open mouth, he took half of my cock in his mouth in a blink.

I'm not ashamed to admit that the groan I let out was loud and eager. I felt like my eyes were gonna cross with how good it felt. Abel's warm mouth and throat hugging my cock in the best way possible, sending electricity all over my body and making me shake. His head went up and down at a steady rhythm, getting used to my size and taking more of me as he got comfortable. Throughout the entire time, he refused to stop looking at me with those pleasing eyes. Those eyes that were saying "am I doing a good job?" Little did he know.

Once he hit my base, he stayed there for a couple of seconds. I felt his tongue go around my shaft, getting my taste. The approving moans from him vibrated my dick causing even more pleasure for me. With the amount of spit he was coating me, it was safe to say he was enjoying giving me head. (The light blush on his face also helped.)

He released himself from my dick with a wet pop and went underneath it to suck in my balls next. The shock that was going through my spine was like getting a deep massage. I don't know if it feels the same getting your balls sucked in real life, but if it does then fuck, I just might be into it! As Abel continues tasting my eggs, I heard him breathe in deeply to get some air and smell my sweaty crotch. Yeah, I probably was all musky down there too.

He switched back and forth between my two balls for a while. Eventually he retreated himself for a bit and just grabbed my dick to jerk it a little as he was recovering. He licked his lips that were just wet with his saliva.

"You taste just as good as you smell. If you're not careful, I might have you come to me after your practices instead of taking a shower."

No lie, the thought of getting a tongue bath from Abel made whatever rational I had get thrown faster than a football.

I lifted him up, surprising him, and pushed him face first onto the lockers. I leaned on his back and gave a hard sniff on his neck, which made him make a lustful gasp. Showing his approval, I then led my hands to his plump asscheeks, giving them a nice rub. I felt him push back on my hand, clearly liking it, and tail move aside to not get in the way, so I got a little bolder. I lifted my hand and stuck three fingers inside my mouth, coating them in my spot. Once I was satisfied they were completely wet, I lowered my hand inside his shorts. I felt the waistband of the jockstrap he was wearing as I got lower. Meaning I will be feeling that fat ass of his.

And, sure enough, I felt the crack of two meaty buns just calling my name.

I moved my hand up and down to feel them out as my middle finger was glazing that sweaty crack. Abel's moans grew needy as I felt him up, almost as if he was begging for me to ravish himself. Even more so when his tail wrapped around my arm and gave me a pull. Oh, I was planning to do that to my heart's content. I made my fingers dive in the crack and went lower; basically sea diving between his checks to find his hole. Once I did, one of my fingers automatically started to rim around it, spreading my saliva on that tight muscle teasingly, but lovingly.

A pained moan escaped Abel's lips, "Mmmmmhh~ Please. Don't tease me. Put it in. Force that finger in me. I want you to feel me. Feel my insides. How much they want you."

Well, I couldn't reject such an invitation now, can I?

I pushed in one finger first, not wanting to hurt him. I felt his walls cling onto my finger greedily. The soft sigh that Abel let out showed he was more than fine.

"More. Please. More."

In went a second finger. In and out those fingers went when I started doing a scissor motion inside him. Once more Abel started purring after that. I took that cue to add a third finger, which made his purring turn to moaning again. Each time I added a finger, it felt like a barrier I had to pass through with more force than last time. Yet at the same time, when I did get through, that hole just tightened around me, not wanting me to leave. It was a unique feeling.

I couldn't hold it in anymore. I needed to be inside him. Fingers weren't enough. I needed to feel him wrapped around my dick and accepting everything I could give him. I told him as much and he started meowing.

"Yes. YES. Give me that dick. Make me yours. Own my hole and own me. Take what's yours."

I growled hearing that and lifted my head up to nibble his ear, which made his meowing continue. Fingers out of his hole, I quickly lowered his shorts until those basketballs of an ass were out. Didn't need to lower them any further; with how fat they were, those shorts were held by the bottom part of the cheeks. The jockstrap he was wearing made them look absolutely irresistible. I felt my mouth water even more.

I grabbed my dick and aimed at his hole. Little hard to do with those buns of his, but the challenge was worth it. The moment of truth. I felt my head touch his entrance and pushed. As inch by inch my dick went inside, I fought the urge to just cum right then and there. Those velvet walls of his were gripping me the perfect way and I wasn't even fully inside him yet. But I fought it. It was my toughest battle yet, but I was not gonna lose when I have been waiting for this for so long.

Abel's moans also grew the more I pushed in, his back arching as he was being invaded.

"Yes. Yes! Oh my god, yes!"

It wasn't until I felt his ass right on my hip that I knew I was fully inside him. A quivering groan came out of my mouth as I felt my eyes cross-eye. I felt like multiple lighting bolts were hitting me at the same time but in the best way you can imagine. The sound that Abel made as he took all of me was borderline pornographic, though. He had his face aimed straight up to the ceiling with his eyes closed, just savoring the feeling.

"Finally. Oh fuck, you're so big!"

I responded by pulling out and pushing back in hard, making both of us moan.

"Yes! Fuck me! Destroy my ass with that big cock! Please!"

With a grin, I did just that. I thrusted away as I caressed everywhere I could think of; his chest, legs, stomach, neck, I just let my hands have a mind of its own. Every time I pulled out, my need to be inside him again would make me go back in fast and hard. And he took it so deliciously. He even tightened his tail around my arm every time I went all the way inside him. My grunts and his moans echoed through the locker room along with the smacking sounds of skin meeting skin. Anyone that entered here would automatically know what was going on. Not that it would have stopped me. If anyone teared me away from my man (fuck, that felt great to say), there would be hell to pay.

And Abel would probably do the same. He was pushing back his ass to meet my thrusts, not having a care in the world. I would sometimes see his face when he would turn to look at me, but sometimes he would jolt up when I hit just the right spot and move his face upward.

"Ah! Aaah!! Right there! Yes! I love it like that! Oh my god! You're stretching me out so good! Aaaahh!! Please! Keep going! Keep fucking me! Mmmmmmhh!"

Even though he was clearly feeling good, I wanted to make him feel better. I aimed my hand to grab and jerk his dick, but the second was about to go inside his jock, he grabbed said hand.

"No! It's okay! Just, oh god, just fuck me! Make me cum on your dick! Fuck the cum out of me!"

He can cum hands free from getting fucked? Or is he saying that my dick can make him cum without touching himself? If it's the latter, then holy fucking shit. I think my dick got harder. So, I kept doing what he wanted.

His back muscles would tighten every time I fully stuffed him. His beautiful fur straightened up from all the pleasure he was receiving, which was a nice ego boost. But the view I really wanted to see was down below. As I looked down, past his tail, I saw that gorgeous ass jiggle with every pounding I gave it. The rippling of skin that I was causing those cheeks was outright mesmerizing. Holy fuck, they looked like waves! They were meant to be abused by a huge dick.

Without thinking, my hand swiftly smacked one of those bouncing buns. The shocked moan from Abel was different compared to his previous ones.

"Oh, fuck!! Do it again! Please! That felt so good!"

I obliged by giving him a harder smack, which he did a louder moan to. I called him out as a bad kitty who loved to get punished, and he nodded.

"Yes! Punish me! I've been a bad kitty! I deserve to be punished! AAAAHH!!"

I silenced him with another smack. He would tighten his walls and tail more every time I punished this naughty cougar's cheeks. And I fucking loved it. I alternated slapping each cheek, loving the feel of my hand connecting to fat buns and making them jiggle even more. I was satisfied once they were a nice tint of red. I growled smugly and dived back to kissing his neck again. A mix of a purr and moan reached my ears as he turned to look at me.

"More! I need more! I need to look at you! I need to see you face as your drilling my insides! Please!"

I needed that too. I wanted to see his face as I came inside him for the first time.

I sadly had to pull out. Thankfully though, Abel turned around, which also made his tail let go of me, and came at me with a deep kiss. I returned it with gusto as I had my hands on his reddened asscheeks and his on my sweaty chest. I then felt him move a little while kissing me. We separated and he lowered himself a bit to bend his legs. That's when I noticed he was taking off his shorts completely. Probably a good idea considering what I had planned for him.

With a grin, I led him to the bench that was on the middle of the lockers. He laid back on the bench, followed by me getting between his legs and on top of him. I hovered over him and held the bench that was underneath him for stability. I had no intentions of loosing balance and having us fall on the floor when I'm pounding away like a maniac. He wrapped his legs around my hips, made his tail wrap around my leg again, and brushed his hands on my chest, ribs, and abs. He just didn't get tired of feeling me up, which made me very happy. I grinded on his crack in response, teasing him. He bit his lip with a smile and gave a please sigh.

"Am I yours?"

I nodded.

"Are you gonna ravish me?"

Another nod.

He stroked my jaw lovingly, "Then do it. Take what is rightfully yours."

Without missing a beat, I grabbed my dick once more to push it inside him. Once more his walls clung to me so perfectly that it was a miracle I pulled out just to change position. With a content moan from both of us, I continued where I left off and assaulted his hole with vigor.

I now had a newer, more beautiful view. I could now clearly see his face showing how slutty and blissful he is. His mouth opened wide and letting out those beautiful moans for me to hear was better than anything. Even though he still had his jock on, apparently I was fucking him hard enough that his dick did manage to get out of said jock and show itself to me. He wasn't a bad size, at all. Could easily be about seven inches at least. But if what he is showing me right now is any indication, he prefers to BE fucked instead. Which I was more than fine with.

But the thing that REALLY got me going? Remember the heavy milkers he had for pecs? They were bouncing just as much as his ass was. They looked even more like boobs thanks to how hard I was pounding him. They were enticing me so badly that my brain felt like it was short circuiting.

His sharp gasp snapped me out of the trance, "Oh, yes! Keep going just like that! Haaaa! Fuck, you look so hot fucking me! How can I, aaah! How can I resist!? Oh god, right there!"

I didn't need another ego boost considering everything he said already, yet I still felt a sense of pride anyway. I smiled and lowered myself until our lips once more connected. We kissed and mixed our saliva and moans together as my thrusts continued. The clapping of my hips and his ass were, for a brief moment, the most audible thing in the locker room. Said clapping was now sounding much more squishy due to the amount of pre I was letting out. It was starting to sound very filthy, yet I was loving the sound. And I knew Abel loved the sound too. It was OUR sound. We were making it. And it was hot and wonderful.

There was no doubt that I probably smell worse than how I did before I entered here. The smell of sweat, musk, sex, and (eventually) cum would be so strong on me that no one would want to come near me within five feet. Well, no one except Abel, who actually liked how I smelled.

After kissing each other for what felt like half and hour, we separated with a smack of our lips and a string of saliva connecting us still. Once more the sounds of moaning and grunting were just as loud as the smacking.

Abel smiled at me, "Oh god! You're amazing! This is really the best! Mmmmph! I could be like this forever!"

I chuckled at him. I lowered myself to his chest again and, without warning, began sucking on one of his nipples like before.

In that moment, I thought someone replaced Abel with an opera singer with how high he screamed. His back even arched up from the bench, which made him look like he was being possessed. His entire body felt like it was tightening, even his hole, which squeezed my dick even better than before. So much so that I knew I was gonna shoot soon if this kept going. I didn't stop though; I made sure to continue fucking and sucking away. This combo seemed to be making Abel go crazy.

"AAAAAAHH!!! OH MY GOD!! I-!! FUUUUUCK!!! IT'S TOO MUCH!! MY-!! AH!! MY BODY!! I CAN'T-!! HAAAAAAA~!!!"

It looked like he wouldn't last long anymore. Which was good, because I couldn't either. I felt my cum heading up my dick at a fast pace.

"I CAN'T!! I CAN'T!!! I CAN'T HOLD IT IN ANYMORE!! PLEASE!! MY GOD!! I'M GONNA CUM!! HAAA!! PLEASE, KISS ME!!"

I released his nipple with a pop and attacked his lips one more time. With a muffled moan, I felt his entire body shake as he came a second time. His hole squeezed tighter than ever before and that pushed me over the edge as well. I shot cum after cum inside him as if I hadn't masturbated for months, all while giving a heavy grunt and growl like I finished a massive workout. I gave him my last powerful thrusts so that he could take every single drop of cum I had saved in my balls. I refused to take out my dick in fear of a single drop coming out. They all belonged inside Abel, nowhere else. He deserved all my cum.

Both of us stayed still for a couple minutes, breathing heavily and enjoying the moment. That was, without a doubt, the best sex I ever had. And it wasn't even with the real Abel! I can only imagine how it would actually be like with the real him.

In that moment, I knew. I had to tell him. How I felt, how hot he was, I needed to confess. I could not go the rest of my life without having told him how I feel about him. I couldn't. I needed to make this my actual reality. I'm not completely sure if Abel feels the same way for me, but I have an inkling. And I'll use that as motivation to confess.

As we disconnected from each other, Abel gave me a look of pure satisfaction and happiness. The look of someone who got everything they wanted and needed.

"I love you. God, I love you so much. And I want you to tell me how much you love me too. So don't hold back."

He was right. I needed to tell him. I smiled not only at the Abel in front of me, but also at myself. I knew what I wanted too. And it was my cougar football teammate! I wasn't gonna waste a single moment more!

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"Aha! I know that look in your eye! That's the eye of a man that is motivated! Haha! I trust that the dream helped you out?"

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"I'm happy to hear that! Now, I doubt you'll come back to us if everything goes well, so let me just say that I wish you the best of luck and a happy relationship! You deserve it! Thank you for coming! And go get your man!"

"Haaa, I do love helping people like him. It's so hard for some people to just go for it and confess! Glad to see my drink was able to help him. Alright! So, who else is next on the list!?"

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"Oh. That was the last one for today. And my shift doesn't end for another three hours."

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"I really need to ask my boss if it's okay to bring a book with me."