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Rumble was still panting from his reps. His muscles still ached a bit from it all but he was able to stand tall, his blue patterned fur damp with sweat. For him, this was just another session to keep himself fit for an upcoming boxing tourney. At this point, he was building upon what he already had, the toned muscles just able to be seen under his thick pelt.

He wasn't alone either. Joining him was his friend Haze. It was a surprise to hear from the panda. Though the feline didn't say it aloud, he had only known the red and white bear to sit on his couch all day, smoking weed and downing all kinds of junk food. Figuring that it was some sort of New Year's resolution, he agreed to bring him along.

While doing his own usual regimes, Rumble was shocked to see that Haze was not only doing well but absolutely thriving. The first thing that was taken on by the chubby bear was the treadmill and he lasted much longer than expected and was ready to move on right after. Rumble was his spotter but ended up just watching him seamlessly lifting weight that he would surely struggle to simply budge.

Haze had already retreated to the locker room, satisfied with the day's gains. And after collecting himself, the blue feline followed. Once inside, he was preparing to get things for a quick shower but paused upon opening his locker. He shared it with Haze and though most of the panda's things were taken out already, there was something that was left behind. A bright pink jockstrap. Just looking close, he could tell that it was "fresh," looking clearly damp in the center.

The first thing that came to Rumble's mind was telling his friend that he left it behind but there was no sign of him now. Perhaps he was already taking a shower? But then the wheels in the cat's head started to turn. It was only now that he realized how big and...strong Haze was, despite his chill and friendly disposition. Something about that was rather arousing to him. And now his freshly discarded jock was lying here, practically begging for him to pick it up. And after looking back and forth, Rumble did.

Ducking his head into the locker, he was quick to pick up the garment, excitement flashing through him upon feeling the warmth against his fingers. The aching of his muscles were forgotten. With a burst of energy, he nearly smacked his own face, pressing the sweaty fabric to his muzzle. Following was a long and deep breath inwards that flooded his nose and lungs with a grade-a panda musk. It was so fresh and strong, the product of pure effort. Shivers ran down his spine and his tail flicked as he took in another slow inhale.

He should have expected something like this to happen. Something about being all hot and sweaty after a hard workout got the feline going. Rumble started to purr, feeling his cock rise and tent his shorts. All of his senses were consumed by the jock, keeping his flaring nostrils snugly pressed and even drawing out his tongue, drawing the rough surface against the fabric. That treated him to a faint flavor, but it was enough for pre to dot the tip of his short's tent.

He was so engrossed in the smell and the high it brought him. With small sighs coming from him and his eyes rolling, Rumble failed to hear the returning footsteps.

"Dude, what are you doing?"

And just like that, Rumble's eyes went wide and he quickly pulled his head free from the locker.

"Oh, I was just...you know..." the feline chuckled awkwardly, the jock still clinging to his muzzle. He snatched it off and tossed it back into the locker, chuckling again. Haze stood before him. It was hard to tell what the bear was thinking, his eyes obscured by his hair. Before he could explain again, he was suddenly grasped and pulled in. Before even realizing, Rumble's nose was pressed to the panda's neck fur.

Almost immediately, the blue cat melted. Musk still clung to the taller male's body, being different from the pure sweat that his jock soaked up, but it was no less intoxicating, making his eyes roll. Another purr came from him, making Haze snicker and Rumble blush. Despite that, he continued to explore with his nose, being glad that the panda hadn't been to the showers yet. Just like him, the chubby male's pelt was damp, too but as his nose trailed downwards he found that the dampest part so far was the fur of his chest. He caressed the pair of pecs, being soft on the surface but revealing solid muscle that could also be felt.

Haze grinned and flexed his arm, making the muscles bulge enough to be seen through the fur.

"D-damn, Haze," Rumble sighed. "How are you so strong?"

"Eh," the carefree guy shrugged. "Genetics mostly. And I got a home gym but I like to try out the real thing from time to time. Theo too."

Enjoying Haze's soft yet strong body, he sniffed and caressed his wide and doughy belly. When on his knees, Rumble finally noticed that Haze was wearing a thin towel around his waist. The front part was sticking up, just barely concealing what was underneath.

The panda was glad that he decided to come back for his jock. He noticed that it wasn't with the rest of his things. In his mind, it was rude to just leave something like that behind. When he saw Rumble's head in his locker, at first confusion came over him but the moment those sniffs were heard, the panda smirked. This was a scenario that he was familiar with, though Theo's way of hiding it was rather clever, taking on laundry duty multiple times in a row.

Rumble was already taking whiffs of his cock, the expression on his face showing obvious delight. Indeed, the cat was already enthralled with the concealed length. Wafting from it was the same scent that marked the pink jockstrap. But after taking another sniff, he realized that it was even stronger now, coming straight from the source and already his mouth was watering. Even the smallest of inhales made his body tremble.

A small jerk of Haze's hips pressed the covered maleness to his lips. With a small playful growl, he quickly snatched away the towel, exposing himself to the fully erect and thick bear cock, glistening with sweat and smelling even stronger than before. Another small shift of the panda's hips flopped the shaft over Rumble's face. He moaned as he felt the weight and stickiness along the bridge of his muzzle.

"You know anyone could walk by and see us, right?" Haze asked. This was followed by a mischievous grin. Reaching down, he first caressed the soft fur of Rumble's face before guiding his head back. Following along with this, the kneeling cat already had his mouth open, savoring the taste as the hefty length slid over his rough tongue. A small buck pushed more than half of it in. Following suit, Rumble wrapped his lips around and began to suck on the fat panda cock.

Taking in the length steadily allowed him to be fed the sheer force of the musk, his nose pressed firmly to the wet pubic fur. Just short of wedging down his throat, Rumble got himself accustomed to the size before he pulled his head back. His tongue stayed pressed to the underside, lapping at the shaft, collecting the heavy flavor clinging to the surface. He felt Haze's hand resting atop his head but he was already blowing with enough vigor, leaving the hand to just follow his motions.

Haze just sighed and enjoyed the treatment. He had to admit that he did smell pretty good. It was flattering to know that his smell was enough to make someone drop to their knees. Even as the doors to the locker room opened, bringing more guys that came and went, Rumble continued to suck him off. Being a common sight, it wasn't made a big deal. The others approached and took things from their lockers, pausing a few moments to watch the action unfolding before going back to their own devices.

If anything, feeling that textured tongue slurping along his dick, it just made him even more riled up. Sure he could get off just from the blowjob, but Haze was now looking for more. He actually took charge, gripping the cat's head and pulling it back, listening to the muffled voice and pop of his cock being freed from the soft lips' seal.

"Come on. On the bench..." Haze allowed himself to get a little rough with his delivery, giving a growl that was rarely heard from him. He led the way and took a seat on the benches, sitting in the center of the locker room.

Rumble followed closely, quickly shedding his shorts and boxers. His heart was racing. It was only now that he realized how much he needed this. In his focus on training, the feline's unattended lust had come back, striking hard. He was nude as well when approaching his friend, admiring the thickness that twitched between thick thighs. Haze motioned for him to come in close.

Rumble was soon pressed against the bear, purring as thick arms wrapped around his frame, easing him down on the erection. It slowly stretched his wanting rim and already the feline was moaning out for others in the locker room to hear. Small huffs came from Haze as well, his cock being hugged and squeezed by the walls that hadn't been stretched for a while now. With Rumble sitting down on the thick shaft and Haze giving an upwards thrust, their combined efforts jammed inch after inch inside. When it was all inside, he took a moment to just enjoy the feeling of it pulsing against his spread walls.

Before they started, Haze had something in his hands. Rumble mumbled but then moaned from the wet jockstrap being stretched over his face, constantly feeding him the strong scent. With that last step in place, the bear gripped Rumble's hips and showed his strength off some more, lifting the other male up and easing his back down, groaning from the tight hole that slid up and down the length of his cock.

His mind was a mess from the musk and pleasure that struck him, but Rumble had enough sense to do his own part, bouncing up and down on the bear's dick, moaning out from the feeling it brought. His depths were penetrated and his borders were made slick were pre, making way for the shaft that would slide deep inside. The pace he set was quickly outdone by Haze wrapping his arms around again, thrusting with power that shoved it all inside. A deep gasp came from the wide-eyed cat, his prostate being smushed by the fat length. It continued to pulse and leak more pre inside of him, bringing a delightful wet and warm feeling as well.

The hold keeping him steady had a gentleness and care that contrasted with the strong bucks. Each following one produced smacks that echoed through the locker room, sounding each time their bodies met each other. Reaching in deep and striking Rumble's prostate not only got him moaning but also made his cock jerk, leaking precum at a constant rate. Between the feelings this brought and every breath being laced with panda cock musk, Rumble was in total bliss.

The two of them rutted in the public space, giving others quite the show to simply watch or even pleasure themselves to. Rumble could feel the pleasure building, looking down at the small puddle of precum on the floor. His cock was throbbing harder, oozing more. Another strike to his prostate caused his body to seize, another rope flew from his tip and the hole itself suddenly clenched tight around Haze's dick, the panda groaned, thrusting through the even tighter hold. Just like Rumble, his own cock had leaked pre into the soft tailhole, making it warmer and slick.

Another hard thrust was just enough to make Rumble yowl. His balls drew up; shooting his pent up loads onto the ground and against some of the lockers. He purred deeper than before, basking in the intensity of his climax. But his attention was brought back to Haze, groaning from the extra tight squeezes to his dick. Taking full advantage, he thrust a few more times raising his voice then sighing deeply as he came inside of the passage that seemed to be milking every drop he could give. The both of them panted hard, sharing the pleasure of Haze's cum filling up Rumble's ass.

They stayed close together, the feline sitting on the giant panda until Rumble found the strength to stand on his feet, easing off of the thick length that left his hole stretched and leaking, making even more of a mess on the floor. He pulled the jock from his muzzle and passed it to Haze.

"Heh. I believe that's yours," he gave a relaxed smile, getting one in return.

"Thanks..." Haze said, standing up. He stretched and grunted, his cock now flaccid and flopping between his legs. "Guess we'd better take those showers, huh?"

"Oh, yeah..." the feline remembered and quickly gathered his things before following after the panda.