The stallion smirked, squeezing the donkey’s backside, smooth with grey fur and impossibly soft. A donkey’s coat was thicker than that of a horse, better for dispersing heat in hotter climates and terrible at keeping them dry in wetter climates, but it was just right for him as he slid the fat length of his meat over that backside. He groaned out loud, tail flicking, but the chestnut stud stallion had so much more to give as he bent the slutty donkey over the gym bench.
“Oooohhh,” Cody, the donkey moaned, a bray lurking in the back of his throat. “Please… Fuck me… Fill me…”
Dripping with lust, he moaned and moaned, wanting it so badly, not caring that the gym was not empty, his cock out and hard. It was a comparable size to the stallion’s, but Chester was not about to let him take the top position, not when he was layered with sweat and hot after a workout, a heavy chest session having rendered his muscles pumped and hard. No, that was for him, for the mottled grey and pink length of his shaft, his sheath grey and pulling back from the base of his cock as if every inch of his dick wanted to be out and free of it.
Cody braced his paws on the ground, hoof-like fingertips scrabbling for purchase on the rough gym matting, over the long side of the bench and grateful for the padding. Yet he wanted the thickness of that cock pushing up into his tail hole more, stretching him out, the head catching and the weight of the stallion behind it coaxing inch after inch inside. They didn’t even need to share any lube between them, pre-cum drooling from the head of Chester’s cock, slickening the path for his dick to grind up deep inside the donkey’s backside.
Someone passed behind them, making a crude comment as they went on their way to complete their workout, but neither Chester nor Cody heard it. It was all well and good at their gym as long as no one engaging in “extra” activities got in the way. But Cody would not be quiet as Chester thrust, forcing him to take over half the length, up past the medial ring, grinding in harder and faster, finding a pace with his thrusting hips.
“Fuck… You’re tighter than last time…”
Chester’s heart pounded harder than it even felt that it did in the middle of a set, muscles burning, going to failure, though there was no failure to be had when he was balls-deep inside such a slutty tail hole. Grabbing Cody’s tail, he yanked it to the side out of the way even though there was really no need to, his cock plunging deep, swallowed up by that greedy arse.
Huh. Chester smirked. He really was an ass, but one in the best of ways, hips working, thrusting, powering into him. The bench rocked and bumped back into the floor as he was shifted, but Cody was powerless to call a halt to anything, the ache and throb of his own cock desperate for that ultimate release. Whether or not it would come, however, while his backdoor entrance was being filled was another thing entirely, but one that both of them were keen to find out.