The Sauna

It was another average day at the gym, I was busying myself working my lower body, never skip leg day and all that. I’m not the most fit, more of a lean build rather than a muscular one. The machine I was using was supposed to work whatever muscles were located in the inner thighs, there was a sticker explaining everything but I just started doing what I saw other people doing, easy enough. Set the weights then place my legs on either side of these padded bars and squeezed them together. It was weird but I got the hang of it and adjusted the weight to something I could handle repeatedly while still feeling a slight burn from the effort.

As I did my reps, my mind began to wander. I looked at myself in the mirror as I worked out. I was wearing an old shirt, rather small on me as it stuck tight to my damp fur, showing off my flat chest and belly. My body was a simple black and white color, with a tuxedo pattern. Sticking out between where the shirt ended and the shorts began was a tuft of my white belly fur that disappeared into my shorts. These too were rather tight, or they would have been, had I had normal male anatomy.

I suppose that is a strange way to think about it, but unlike the standard definition of a male I am a bit of an outlier. I was assigned female at birth based on my genitals, however as I grew and aged my body developed as though I were male. Jawline, addam’s apple, small hips, broad shoulders, deeper voice, the works. After some blood tests during my pre-teen years I was diagnosed as intersex. I had always felt male anyway, called a tomboy growing up and all that. But a simple move and a name change from Melanie to Mel and it was like I was a guy all along. Nobody really knows my secret, and frankly it's a bit of a turn on.

The machine I was using seemed to pull my shorts tight against my crotch as I moved, showing off a distinct lack of any bulge to speak of. In fact the movements and how they pulled against me were rather pleasing, so I decided to do another set as my gaze traveled lower. My shorts ended at my upper thighs leaving the rest of my legs bare. Like others my paw pads made casual footwear unnecessary, and because of my sharp claws there wasn't much selection that wouldn't be destroyed shortly after purchase.

I shifted in my seat, gyrating my hips and letting out a soft grunt of pleasure that could easily be interpreted as a grunt of effort. I flexed my hips in time with my workout, pulling my shorts just slightly tighter against my pussy, casually pleasing myself with nobody the wiser. I glanced at my crotch, my panties seemed to be soaking up any juices as there wasn't a wet spot, not yet anyway. My eyes flicked back up, scanning the room to see if anyone was watching me. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary as I glanced around, however one large gray wolf on the bench press caught my attention. His clothing was also rather form fitting as well, his thick fluffy fur poofing out from where the shirt ended much like my own. As he lay on his back, legs parted just so as he lifted, I was able to get a good view of his sizable bulge. I gasped as my pussy clenched, pleasure shooting through my spine. My clit no doubt poked out slightly, the pleasure I felt skyrocketed as it rubbed against the fabric of my panties.

I shuddered as I let my legs spread further, lowering the weights while also pulling my shorts against my crotch even tighter. It was time to move on before I was caught either staring or someone notices my lack of anatomy or the fact I was rubbing my crotch on the seat. Probably the latter. I hunched forward and stood, angling myself away as I pulled the shorts down slightly out of my groin. My panties remained as they were, working overtime as I felt the moisture spreading and my fur growing sticky with my juices. I had heard that some people get really turned on when they work out, but I don't think I'm one of those people. I’m just an exhibitionist, I get horny in public all the time and trying to get off without being noticed is one of my favorite past times, and it was time to do so again.

I retrieved my towel and a spray bottle, taking a moment to clean up the equipment I was using like a respectable citizen before heading to the Men’s locker room. Inside there were a few people changing, an older fur lounging in the nude for all to see, there was always one, and a few others getting ready to hit the shower or head out. I made my way to my locker and put the towel around my waist. Nobody around here knows of my rather rare anatomy and I'd like to keep it that way.

Towel secured, I removed my shirt and shoved it into the locker. Then I shimmied out of my shorts, letting them fall around my ankles. The panties were the most difficult. I looked around casually and played with my phone for a few minutes, waiting for the others around me to slowly clear out. The old fur was out of sight from where my locker was, and thankfully it wasn't too long before I had a moment of privacy. Taking advantage of the moment, I reached under the towel and pulled at the crotch of my panties, hooking a finger underneath and pulling them down swiftly. I quickly wrapped them up into the shorts before shoving them into my locker as well. I sighed in relief, my panties were beginning to chafe against my sensitive clit and the fresh air between my legs was both relieving and stimulating as I stood there naked except for a single towel that might come loose at any second. The thought excited me just as much as I feared it, and not a moment too soon as two guys just entered from the showers, small towels doing little to hide anything.

I blushed, looking away as I closed and locked my locker. Doing so, I noticed my finger was wet. I gave it a sniff and confirmed that the brief contact with my panties had soaked the fur on my finger. I stuck it into my mouth, tasting myself as well as cleaning it as casually as I could. Better to look weird than for someone to smell me and grow suspicious, though with how wet I was I don't think there was anything I could do to hide that. The moisture between my legs began to spread lower as my fluids dripped down my inner thighs. 

I made my way back towards the showers before turning to the right, there was a rather imposing door with a large handle. I gripped it firmly and pulled, a bit of effort and a moment later it popped open, a wall of steam hitting me in the face. I entered the sauna and pulled the door closed, re-sealing the room. I took a deep breath to acclimate to the heat and the heavy atmosphere. The warmth started soaking into my fur as I doused the coals, sending up another cloud of steam to replace what was lost. I turned back and looked around, the room was thankfully empty. Three benches lined the walls, the fourth wall containing the temperature controls and coal bed as well as the door. I made my way to one of the benches along the far side and lay down, one leg on the floor and the other on the bench. 

I bent my knee and pulled up the towel, exposing my pussy to the empty sauna room. My hands went right to my crotch, fingers running through my moist fuzz down there, gathering my fluids and rubbing them against my clit and along my folds. I groaned in pleasure as I teased myself, playing along my soaked entrance and circling my clit in long, fluid motions. I imagined the wolf from before, visualizing his plump sheath as I toyed with myself. I licked my lips, thinking how hot it would be if I had offered to spot for him, standing with my crotch inches from his nose as he lifted, imagining his shorts growing tighter as his thick mass tented in those tight shorts.

I groaned in pleasure as I pushed a finger inside, slowly, savoring the feeling as I imagined the wolf licking my cunt through my shorts. I slipped a second finger inside, the wet sounds of my pussy were muffled by the thick steam and the ever-constant hum of the heater. The room’s heavy musk grew denser as the smell of my juices mixed with the steam, permeating through the room. My breathing grew heavier as I imagined how guys would react, smelling a heavy female heat like this, they would probably all start pitching a tent. 

The thought drove me mad, sitting in a room full of guys with their massive, twitching cocks leaking all over. I started speeding up, my cunt softly squelching as I rammed my fingers into my needy pussy, my hand soaked in my fluids. My back arched as my other hand joined in, assaulting my clit with rough circles and a moderate amount of pressure. I was so close, the edge was approaching as I clenched my teeth to hold back my groans of pleasure when-

The door opened suddenly and without warning. My eyes shot open and faster than I thought I could move I pulled my hands out, my pussy clenching against nothing on the cusp of orgasm as I sat up, pulling the towel down and wiping my hands dry as I tried to sit in a more casual pose. The feeling of suddenly being empty inside was almost as shocking as the cold of the outside, which was sudden and brittle. A large figure stepped in and closed the door behind him. He took a moment to recognise, but to my pleasant surprise, it was the gray wolf from before at the bench press. He too appeared to only be wearing a towel as he moved to the coals.

“Whew, ho man, really musky in here today.” I heard him mutter to himself. He hasn't seemed to notice me yet as he doused the coals. I took the moment to make sure my towel was- “Oh hey there, sorry I didn't see you. Mind if I join you?” he asked me suddenly, the fresh steam billowing to the ceiling.

I withdrew my hands from my attempt to adjust the towel, it was hiked up a bit more than I would normally have it, no doubt at the right angle he’d be able to look up the towel and between my legs. My aching pussy loved that idea while my heart nearly stopped at the thought. I stiffly nodded, “Y-yeah, sure man.” I said, eyes tracing over his body before gluing to his crotch. I could see his bulge, bigger than before. He was definitely starting to get hard already. I might have been staring a bit too long, I realized as he cleared his throat. I shook my head and looked back up to him in his eyes with a small smile and chuckle of embarrassment. “Sorry. Sure, yeah, have a seat.” I motioned to the empty benches, part of me hoping he would sit next to me.

He adjusted his towel slightly, another quick glance proving he was certainly getting turned on but didn't seem to wish to address it. He sat to my left on the other bench, close to the corner yet not too far away either. He shouldn't be able to see anything from that angle at least, but he would certainly be closer to the source of the musk. He shifted and crossed his legs, no doubt subtly trying to block my view of his crotch. He rested his hands in his lap as well, I presumed in order to push his tent down.

“How was your workout?” He asked me suddenly, turning to look at me then away as he tried to make smalltalk in this awkward situation. 

I looked up from his hands to his face again, mentally kicking myself for staring again already. “I um, was just doing legs today. Found a new machine and tried it out, but it rides up the crotch like a motherfucker, you know?”

He let out a chuckle, seeming to relax a bit. “Heh, you’re talking about the inner and outer thigh machine, I think I saw you out there. Not much weight but you’re more the lean type anyway.”

I nodded, “Yeah, and yeah I’m not the buff type. I doubt the bench press wouldn’t do much for me other than make me sore anyway. Looked like you were killin it out there though.”

He looked away and scratched his head, my attention was caught by the movement between his legs of his cock lifting the towel, he was probably half erect now and probably fully out of his sheath. I felt the towel under getting wetter as my juices kept leaking, my pussy burning with need. “Oh huh, thanks! I've been trying to test my upper limit so I’m slowly increasing the weight each day. I’m close to two hundred pounds now!” He said, looking back with a smile.

I looked up from his tent again into his eyes, “O-oh! Two hundred? That sounds like a lot. You must have ah, worked really hard to get to that point.” I said, shifting in my seat as my pussy throbbed again. I desperately wanted to just shove my hand into my towel and finish what I started, I could even feel my mouth starting to water at the sight of his tent.

The wolf seemed to freeze for a moment as he watched my eyes flick back to his crotch again. He looked down at himself and cursed, bunching up the towel and placing both hands in his lap. “Shit I'm sorry man, I don't know what's gotten into me today. I almost popped a boner while I was lifting, then the locker room as I changed and now in here just…” He sputtered, looking on the verge of panic and dying of embarrassment.

My brow furrowed as my heart went out to him, “Hey, relax, it’s alright man. Happens to everyone, and really, I don't mind at all that you’re getting a boner. It’s a completely normal thing, and personally I think getting a boner in a secluded room is way less embarrassing than that old fur out there just exposed with no shame.” I said calmly, doing my best to reassure him. I might be a pervert of the highest caliber but not at the expense of someone else's feelings. “Just, take a deep breath, count to ten, and let it out. It's a safe space here, no judgments.”

He did just that, no doubt getting a good dose of my scent as well as a side effect, but that was secondary at this point. He let out the breath after a few seconds and let himself relax. “... Thank you. It’s a sauna, it's supposed to relax your muscles after working out, right? Doesn't make much sense to be stressed over something like this…” He sighed, letting his hands fall away to his side and we both watched as his cock sprang up, tenting fully at an impressive size. “... Pushing down on it really didn't help at all, huh?”

I shook my head, “Doesn't seem like it, besides it probably would have gotten painful at this point anyway. You good though?” I asked, looking up into his eyes.

He nodded, I saw him check me out, his own eyes lingering on my own towel. “At least you aren’t getting turned on from looking at me.” He said, noting the lack of a tent of my own.

I smiled and spread my legs a bit without thinking, “Would me also pitching a tent make you feel better?”

His eyes glanced back down to my towel, my pussy clenching in anticipation. I doubted he could see anything, or maybe that was a bad thing? Should he be able to see something even if just a bit? I wouldn't know unless he said something about it.

“Heh, not really, would probably make it weird. No offense but I don't really swing that way.” He said, looking down at himself then back to me, “Uh, how about you? If you don't mind my asking.”

I shrugged, “I consider myself pansexual, I can appreciate any parts on anyone really.” I said truthfully, “Though it's a bit weird to get a good look at a guys tent without knowing their name first. Name’s Mel.” I said, leaning forward with my hand reached midway between us to shake his hand.

He met me halfway and grasped my hand, “Kevin, though you can just call me KP.” He said with a firm shake before sitting back. I did the same and felt my towel had shifted slightly, pulled up even higher. I glanced down at my crotch, it was nearly exposed now, i didn't doubt he'd be able to see it now, but i was stuck, I made it clear that it was a safe space and he could be exposed without needing to be embarrassed, I couldn't possibly be embarrassed now… perhaps I should come clean? 

I looked back up to him, “KP, a pleasure. Does it stand for anything?” I felt my pussy twitch and leak more as I tried not to think about anything.

His cock twitched under the towel as well, “Um, not really, just always been a bit of a nickname that my friends and family call me.” He let out a grunt as his cock twitched again, no doubt rubbing against the rough texture of the towel wasn't the most comfortable. “Ah, um, listen, Mel, you uh, totally wouldn't mind if I took the towel off? It's starting to hurt… and not having anything touching it should help it go down by the time I need to leave.” He said, looking away. “Just like, don't make it weird, please?”

I nodded, “Like I said man, this is a safe place. I'll probably look at it but that's as far as anything will go.” I said, comforting and encouraging him. However, my pussy was on fire and I couldn't take it anymore. As subtly as I could I rested my hands in my lap. I slipped a pinky under the hem of the towel and slowly moved it to touch my clit. My breath hitched as I did but he didn't seem to notice, no doubt busy working himself up to remove his towel. I watched casually, forcing my face to remain neutral as my pinky offered up some relief to my burning need, my pussy clenching and begging to be stuffed as I slowly rebuilt back to my orgasm.

He was staring at his tent, not noticing my movements. He took a deep breath to settle his nerves for a moment before undoing the towel tie and opening the towel fully, gingerly removing it from his sensitive cock. It was rock hard, a large curvy vein ran the impressive nine inch length from the knot to the tip. I had to bite my lip to hold back from moaning in need, my pinky only able to do so much. I wished I was at least sitting on my dildo this entire time, which would certainly make this much less sexually tense for me.

“T-there.” He said, sighing in relief. However, his cock continued to twitch and was even leaking a bit. “Fuck man… I don't know, I’m never this horny… Think there’s something wrong with me?” He asked, a genuine look of worry on his face as he looked at me.

I shook my head, using the movement to press and rub my pinky over my clit just a bit harder for a moment, “No man, like I said, this is natural.” I explained a bit further, “Maybe you’re catching the scent of feminine arousal, and like, your body is reacting to it stronger than anyone else because as a wolf you have a much better sense of smell. That's what I think anyway. You said it yourself as you stepped in here, about how musky it was in here.”

He rubbed his face with his hands before wiping his nose on his arm, “You think so? You sound pretty sure of that.” He said, looking back at me.

I sighed and looked away, not saying anything as my sexual frustration overruled my usual discretion. I pulled my hand back and gripped the towel, pulling it higher and spreading my legs a bit more, letting him see. I glanced back to see him looking away as well.

“Dude I said to not make it weird don't be flashing your dick at me when I told you I'm not into that.” He said, sounding frustrated and hurt.

“KP, no, it’s not like that… I, I just… Just look.” I tried to say, a bit hurt as well that he thought I would break what trust we had built up just like that.

“Look man, I don’t know what you think me looking at….” He trailed off as he turned around to glare at me, but his eyes soon fell to my crotch, and my soaked, puffy, needy pussy resting between my legs.

I sighed, holding back my embarrassment, “It’s… it’s my fault, you’re smelling my heated pussy. Probably caught a whiff of it on the bench press, more in the locker room, then you entered ground zero.”

His words died on his lips as he stared at my pussy then at the rest of my body, like he was really trying to wrap his brain around my anatomy. “It’s alright, I know I’m not normal. You’ve heard of intersex people, right?” I asked, to which he slowly nodded, the confusion slowly clearing from his face. “I’m intersex, and I take it I'm the first you’ve met?”

“Y-yeah, holy shit. That’s… this day keeps taking wild turns.” He muttered, eyes wandering around as he tried not to stare. “Guess that explains being pan huh?” he chuckled.

I smiled as well, fully removing the towel and relishing in the feeling of exposing myself to a complete stranger, “Yeah probably. Would be pretty hypocritical or something if I didn't like or even hated people for what they were. And, KP, it’s alright, you can look if you want, I don't mind. I think I’d actually prefer it if you did…”

He nodded, no doubt a bit numb. “So, this is all happening because you got horny?” He said, his eyes slowly moving to stare at my pussy proudly on display, I felt it give a wink from the attention.

I nodded, “Um, yeah. Like I said, the thigh machine really, really forces your pants against your crotch… And well, I saw your bulge out there too, definitely helped. Sorry.”

He sighed, his hand lifted to his cock for a moment before he set it back down at his side. “So now we're just stuck in a loop of turning each other on and getting more and more horny.” He concluded with a nod. “And well, a bulge is a bulge, can't really hide it, just don't make it weird is all.” He said with a light chuckle.

I nodded, “Right, getting wet and giving you a boner definitely isn't making it weird. Got it.” 

He let out a laugh at that remark, “Yeah, no, totally normal, right?” He said with a smile.

I smiled back, “Yeah totally.” I had originally wanted to ask first, but it's already been too long and the additional attention was making me even more heated. My hand returned to my crotch as I spread my legs more, rubbing my fingers over my clit as I sighed in relief. “Sorry… Been holding back since you came in…”

I was a bit worried how he might react but he seemed to take it as permission, his hand going to his cock and stroking it as well, a similar sigh of relief washing over him. “I was afraid to ask. It is pretty hot though… That is, seeing a pussy on a guy. Just something I never really thought about.” He said, watching me rub myself as he stroked his cock, I hiked a leg up onto the bench and leaned back further for him to get a better view. “So, um, can I ask some personal questions about all… this?” He asked as he gestured to all of me with his other hand.

I nodded, “A-ask away, it's not offensive to ask genuine questions.” I switched to rubbing my clit with my other hand, moving my fingers to my mouth and licking up the excess juices as I moaned in pleasure, loving every moment of this interaction.

“F-fuck…” he whispered as he stroked himself faster, watching me tasting my juices. “O-oh, um, so like, are you…. Just like any other girl down there? Or is there like, other stuff too?” He asked cutely.

I didn't respond right away, instead I used both hands to spread my pussy for him to see. “I’m just like other girls down there, deep tight pussy, cervix, womb and all that jazz. I’m even fertile, though the doctors warned it might be a complicated birth or result in miscarriages because of my unique genetics. My hip bones are narrower than a female’s though which adds to complications but because we dragonborn lay eggs i wouldn't be in as much danger as a race that gives live birth…. That’s too much information, isn't it?” I said with a nervous smile and a light laugh.

He shook his head, “Um, actually that covered like, most of my other questions, hehe…” He chuckled softly. His other hand moved to grasp his knot as he grunted and started breathing faster.

I nodded and slipped three fingers inside myself, gasping in pleasure as I watched his cock twitch and leak more and more pre-cum, “H-hey, you uh, probably shouldn't bust all over the floor… n-not really sanitary…” I stuttered out between light moans of satisfaction.

He grunted in acknowledgement, “T-towels are too rough and would hurt…” He said, shuddering as he held back his pleasure.

I was close myself, my mind racing to more and more lewd scenarios as I just said what came to mind in the moment, “C-cum on me.” His head snapped to me, “Like, between my thighs… please…”

He seemed conflicted for a moment, but only a moment. He was soon hunched next to me, I layed back and put my thighs together as I lifted my legs up, hiding my face while also exposing my pussy. That seemed to be all he needed as he grasped my legs and shoved his cock between my furry thighs, wet with my juices already. He started thrusting roughly, his cock sliding along my clit as his heavy balls slapped my pussy.

I gripped the bench with both hands to hold myself steady as he thrust against me aggressively, his cock leaving a trail of pre-cum from my thighs up to my stomach as it slid back and forth, his balls making my pussy clench with each impact. The feeling was sublime, and just what I needed to reach that ever so elusive orgasm. I felt like I had been edging for hours, I probably have been at this point, but I came hard. My legs clenched together as my pussy and abdomen convulsed in orgasmic, blissful contractions. I felt a wetness erupt from me as well, soaking his thighs and my ass in my pussy cum.

He didn't last much longer either, thrusting hard against me and burying his knot in my clenched thighs, he let out a low moan of pleasure. I both felt and saw his cock expand, then twitch hard, launching a string of hot cum right into my face. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, catching the next shot on my tongue and chin. The taste was incredibly strong, the taste of someone who gets plenty of protein in their diet. The next shot landed on my chest, and the next few weren't as strong but pooled into a cum puddle in the middle of my stomach.

He weakly thrusted a few more times, edging out a few more drops before he sighed in relief and sat back, pulling out from between my legs. “Fuck dude… That was… way better than anything I've experienced…. Does this make me gay?”

I took a moment to relish in my post orgasmic bliss, letting the cum soak into my fur. I was going to shower soon anyway. I let my leg hook over the back of the bench and the other rest on the floor, spreading myself for him to see my leaking pussy and how much he covered me in his cum. “Naw man. Don't think of it that way. You had fun, and got off. Nothing wrong with that. You like pussy, right? Think of it what you will, but gay or not as long as you had fun and enjoyed yourself, nothing to really worry about. Right?”

He looked me over, admiring the cum on my body proudly, “Yeah, yeah I suppose that’s all that matters in the end.” He said, smiling happily.

I pointed to his crotch, “And your big guy was really impressive too, looks like he's all spent though.” He looked to where I pointed and nodded in agreement, his cock was softening and slipping back into his sheath.

He gave me a sly smile, “You said at most you’d only look at it.”

I smiled back, “Hey man I only offered, the rest was your choice.”

“Hehe, yeah. So, uh, hey,” He started, a bit of a blush forming but confident all the same, “I’ve been looking for a new spotter, want to help me out?”

I blinked from where I lay, a trail of cum running down my face, “Fuck yeah man.”