Sweaty Studs & Sexy Stallions: Gay Gym Fetish Mini Stories

By Alis Mitsy

The gym is a place for lust and fetish as well as merely working out, for what could be sexier than a bunch of studs pumping up their muscles, all hot and sweaty and ready for you? Nothing, of course!

They're hot and they're ready, burly and muscled, the studs grunting as they lift weights, re-racking barbells with a clang and a clatter, though no one cares for the noise. They only draw the good kind of attention to themselves, all in the best of ways.

But muscle-studs need relief too, some going nude, others getting their dicks out for the lusty bottom bois there that can't wait to get a taste of them in every hole...

Note: this is a collection of five mini stories at 1000 words each and contain anthro/furry characters that are consenting of the acts performed in the story.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alis Mitsy
• Release date: Jun 12, 2021

Alis Mitsy

An author set to bring your fantasies to life and more. I have been writing erotica since 2011 and am ever set to improve my craft, exploring kinks that are new to me, all for your reading pleasure.Fancy something a little more personal? Do you want a tale written with you as the star or another character of your creation in the erotic spotlight?I am currently open for commission work beginning at a rate of 30 GBP per 1000 words and occasionally have special offers running too for mini-stories. Please contact [e-mail] for further details.

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Sweaty Studs & Sexy Stallions

Gay Gym Fetish Mini Stories

Alis Mitsy

This work is copyrighted under the pen name of Alis Mitsy as of 2021.

This story may be published under other pen names belonging to the author.

All acts and characters are works of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental.

Contents

Coach’s Stallion Slut

Double Penetration Whore

Stud Worship

Stuffed Gym Slut

Taken by a Stallion

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Coach’s Stallion Slut

You know you can take more than that.

The burly, draft horse coach, Coach Jones, smirked as he ground his hips forward, loose jogging bottoms only pulled low enough to free his erection and heavy, swinging balls. His bay coat was rougher in places than it would have been on a younger stallion – but that was why he had the young stud on his knees before him, leaning back against the wall of the university locker room.

Yes…

The stud, his star player, whimpered around his cock, the younger stallion’s blonde forelock falling over his eyes. He glowed and shone in every way, but Coach Jones had him there, right there and then, all for himself, shoving his dick down his throat, the fat, plump meat of a stud-cock demanding more that Troy would not have been able to take for himself if he’d been with someone, perhaps, of his own age.

Troy’s head pounded, but all in a good way, his cock trapped in his workout trousers, the loose fabric doing nothing to hide the proud bulge there. Oh, he wanted it, so desperately, but coaches and students were not supposed to date and there was something in him too that thought that they probably