Post-Workout Pals

by TheVClaw

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Porn, Hondo Flanks, Sex, Fetish, Profanity, Random, Iron Will, Anthro
Length: 7172

Iron Will heads down to the gym to get a good workout early in the morning, only to find another equally muscular stud already there. Hondo Flanks might have been an older guy, but his sweaty muscular build was definitely worth Iron Will's time...

Ever since beginning his intense workout regimen, Hondo Flanks (Rarity's Father) had changed rather drastically over the course of one year. Instead of the pudgy, middle-aged dork he used to be, the mustached stallion was now an absolute unit of a muscular gym-goer. In fact, his appearance was deemed good enough for Iron Will, Hondo's workout inspiration and mentor. When the minotaur found Hondo working out alone one morning, he couldn't resist joining in and... suggesting some unique reps to help break a sweat~

Note: This story is a commission for Happytime, and is a shameless M/M smutfic centered around themes like musk play, muscle worship, casual nudity, lots of sweat, and a LOT of rimming~

Published 2024-08-31 19:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2024-08-31 19:20:01 UTC

Pumping Iron (Will)

“Nnnnghhh… GAH!!!”

With another hard flex of his biceps, a deep and guttural groan escaped the stallion’s muzzle as he exhaled harshly. His arms were tensed up hard enough for every muscle to stretch and contort beneath his off-white fur, with thick veins protruding out to pulsate during his reps. Despite how many weights were stacked on the machine, his muscles proved to be stronger than the resistance as he brought out his arms powerfully. After one final cry of release, the pony’s face was sweating profusely through his blush as he mustered all his strength. “GnnnNNNNAAAAHHH!!!”

-CLANG!-

The two stacks of heavy weights collided hard less than a foot from the stallion’s face, before pulling apart the instant he relaxed his arms. Both of the machine’s sway-mechanisms worked exactly as they should, safely pulling their weights back down behind the stallion’s sides. He let go of the armrests, which left a thick sheen of sweat that lingered on the padded metal while he slumped back on the bench. He laid semi-suspended for a moment, his thick and muscular arms hanging from the sides of the machine and dripping so much. After closing his eyes to catch his breath, he sighed with a relieved and contented smile. “Aaaahhhhh… That’s a good way to start~”

As soon as he got his energy back, the stallion lifted himself back up and stretched his arms. He got up from the machine, not wiping away any of the beads of sweat drenched across the padded bench. If anything, the older pony just huffed in amusement when he looked down at his handiwork with a cocky grin. He made sure to pick his shirt back up from the floor, even though it was absolutely soaked to the point where its bright green fabric was a dark olive shade. He still pulled the tanktop back over his dripping chest, stretching out the wet fabric while the front read in thick block letters, ‘Pushing 50 and Pushing Limits’. Meanwhile, his skimpy pair of gym shorts remained on the ground, leaving him in nothing but a black jockstrap.

“Hmph~” He took a moment to admire himself in the mirror, appreciating being the only one working out in this gym so late at night. He grinned wide enough for his teeth to shine beneath his bushy mustache, but his eyes were focused on his biceps as they bulged so beautifully in his reflection. Due to how much he’d been sweating, every curve of his muscles were accentuated with a bright sheen while his fur was matted down and smooth as silk. He took a moment to turn himself around, looking back at the mirror while his muscular ass was on full display. “HA! Look at that ass~”

He gave a hard squeeze of his cheeks, causing the glutes to tense up and a few drops of sweat to fling onto the mirror. Even though it took the stallion years to tone his body to such a point (which was much easier said than done for somepony his age), he was happy to see such a firm and bouncy ass without a shred of body fat. His eyes trailed up to further admire the best of his backline, with every muscle flexing in perfect symmetry across his peak physique. He didn’t seem to overhear the door nearby opening up, so he said with a cocky grin to his reflection, “Heh~ You like what you see, big guy?”

“Hmmmmm… I’ll admit, I’m impressed~”

“GAH!” The stallion jolted away from the mirror, turning his head to finally see he wasn’t alone in the gym. While the door was still open, a large minotaur was leaning against the doorway with a smug-looking smirk on his muzzle. The pony’s eyes widened for a moment, his cheeks blushing upon realizing who this figure was. Even though the guy wasn’t wearing his trademark tie and collar like in public, it was hard to mistake that confident smile or piercing stare.

“Uhhhh… w-wait, you…” While he stood awkwardly in blushed embarrassment, it took the pony a moment before remembering the horn atop his head. He quickly lit up his horn, using his magic to float up the discarded shorts left on the floor. He used it to cover his crotch, not realizing that his bare ass was still visible clear as day from the reflection behind him. “... A-Aren’t you Iron Will?” asked the stallion, using a free hand to point at him while narrowing his eyes. “I, uhhh… I think I got a copy of your book from my daughter last year for my birthday.”

“Oh, congratulations!” With that, the minotaur stepped into the gym and closed the door behind him. “And yeah, that’s me. Iron Will’s the name, and making dreams come true is my game~”

“Oh, w-wow!~” The pony quickly grew a dorkier smile as his face lit up excitedly. Still covering his crotch, he walked up to him and presented his other hand. “My name is Hondo Flanks,” he said with a much cheerier demeanor, and he shook Iron Will’s hand vigorously. “I’m not gonna lie, I wanted to write to you and thank you for your help! I-If it wasn’t for your book, I don’t know if I would’ve kept up this regimen!”

“Oooohhhh…” Iron Will grinned even wider while looking the stallion up and down, taking note of how built and fit he appeared before letting go of his hand. “So… you got all of this recently?”

“Mmhmm! Just under a year’s work!” Hondo smiled proudly as he stepped back, almost forgetting about the wadded-up shorts over his jockstrap. “I originally did it to lose some pounds after a heart incident, but then I started gaining more muscle AND improving my mental health! I know you get this a lot, but uhhhh…” His cheery smile diminished the tiniest bit, just before he averted his eyes with a more sheepish blush. “... I… I couldn’t thank you enough for all you’ve done.”

Iron Will’s smile turned much warmer, and he placed a hand on the unicorn’s shoulder. “Hey, it’s you that you should be thanking! But still, I’m really happy to hear you’re…”

He paused his words when he felt the distinct clamminess between his palm and Hondo’s shoulder. That was when he got a closer look at the stallion’s fur, causing his brow to flag up in surprise. “OH! Wow, you HAVE been working out, Mister Flanks. Heh heh~”

“O-Oh! S-Sorry about that…” Hondo stepped back and tried using his shorts to dab off his shoulders. Because of that, his jockstrap was left fully exposed once more in front of Iron Will. The minotaur couldn’t resist glancing downward, and silently huffed in amusement when he saw how packed the codpiece of his jockstrap was looking. The black fabric was already stretched out immensely over that sweaty package, but what caught Iron Will’s notice were the distinct twitches that bulge made without Hondo realizing it…

“Hmph~” Iron Will reached out and grabbed hold of Hondo’s wrist, firmly but gently stopping his dabbing. While so close to the stallion, Iron Will kept a cocky grin while looking up and down his body. “You certainly worked up a big sweat there… I like that~”

Hondo was still blushing hard, but froze for a few seconds while Iron Will held the arm holding his shorts. “... uhhh… y… you do?”

“Mmhmm…” He reached up with his other hand, snatching the shorts from Hondo’s grip before tossing it over his shoulder. Hondo was taken aback by Iron Will’s action, but was unable to say anything while his throat tightened up. Keeping his confident smile, Iron Will turned his attention towards the mirror behind Hondo. “... and I really liked your enthusiasm while staring at your reflection earlier~”

Hondo blushed even heavier, but couldn’t keep himself from smiling meekly with a shrug. “O-Oh, uhhh… t-thank you, Iron Will…”

The unicorn took that moment to return the favor, and he got a closer look at Iron Will’s outfit as well. While Hondo was still wearing his corny tanktop, Iron Will had a black tank that hugged his muscles like a coat of paint; he recognized the logo of Iron Will’s publishing company on the front, before his eyes quickly drifted downward. His eyes widened the instant he took notice of Iron Will’s crotch, noting that he wasn’t wearing shorts either. In fact, it seemed that Iron Will hadn’t worn shorts at all, as he was wearing nothing but an off-white jockstrap that looked smaller than Hondo’s, he white fabric stained yellow from how long it had been between much-needed washes and countless gym visits…

And much like the stallion’s crotch, the minotaur’s was already twitching hard through the thin fabric.

“I’m usually alone when I come down here for a few reps, so I don’t bother wearing shorts most of the time…” Iron Will made sure Hondo was watching as he tilted his head to the side, blatantly looking behind the stallion to glance at that bare ass in the reflection. “Although I’ll admit, it’s nice not being the only one willing to do that…”

“Uhhh…” Hondo was still blushing profusely, but he had to stop himself from instinctually apologizing for his lack of coverage. He may have been happily married, but the stallion was still rightfully flustered by the minotaur’s openness. Iron Will then pulled away, leaving Hondo with a notably tented crotch before he turned himself around. He walked over towards a specific machine across the brightly-lit room, choosing the squat-bars to start his own workout.

“Hey, Hondo…” Iron Will reached down and got the pin latched towards one of the heaviest weight settings on the machine. He got himself in position, standing on a thick metal base while the metal railings were positioned at an angular level away from him. He picked up the chain straps with both hands, which were connected to the pin holding those weights in place. The minotaur was now standing in a proper stance by the squat machine, with his bare and sweaty ass pointed right at the blushing pony. “... you mind spotting for me? All you gotta do is stand behind me, just in case…”

Before Hondo could even think to nod or say anything in response, his legs were already moving on their own accord to take those first steps. The stallion awkwardly stumbled towards him, not realizing how much his face was blushing to match his tenting crotch. His jockstrap was barely able to hold the girth of his package while it throbbed so notably, almost like he was wearing a fabric-lined chastity cage. Of course, given how much Iron Will was smirking while watching Hondo come over, it shouldn’t have been much of a surprise to learn the minotaur was getting hard too.

“One moment…” Iron Will grabbed hold of the straps of his tanktop, and he yanked the black shirt off his torso to reveal his toned and muscular backside. As far as Hondo was concerned, Iron Will was basically fully nude with only a couple elastic straps around his waist and the top of his thighs. Other than that, the minotaur’s body was completely bare with his muscles clenching, and a couple beads of sweat traveling down his back already. Iron Will tensed himself up while holding onto the straps, and he shot Hondo a knowing grin when he turned his head. “Heh~ Don’t be afraid to get on your knees if you need to…”

With that, Iron Will looked back ahead and took a deep breath. As soon as he relaxed his knees and started his first squat, he grunted when his straps tensed up and gave strong resistance. That pin held on with relentless force, until the weights atop it began to lift up from their metal bracings. Iron Will let out a deep groan as he continued pushing down, bending his legs and causing his cheeks to part open in front of Hondo’s widening eyes. As his ass opened up for that first squat, Hondo’s muzzle went slightly agape when he caught a glimpse of Iron Will’s pink and puckering hole in the middle of that dark, musky mound of flesh.

“Nnnnghhhhh…” Hondo Flanks tried his best to stay silent, but he needed to bite down on one of his knuckles so he couldn’t groan too audibly. His other hand went down to subtly cover his crotch, even though he was tenting hard enough for the fabric to be pushed away. The base of Hondo’s thick, twitching cock could barely be seen past the hem of his codpiece, while the tip of his bulge revealed a glistening of moisture that definitely wasn’t sweat. Luckily for the sake of Hondo’s composure, Iron Will didn’t give any hint that he could see his reflection through one of the many, many other mirrored walls around them.

“Aaahhhhh… There we go~” Iron Will started his reps with ease, picking up a slow rhythm as he continuously pulled on the stack of weights. He used his body weight to assist in each squat, but his muscles still bulged and tensed with every motion. All the while, Hondo kept watching with a bitten lip as he kept his eyes pinned to the minotaur’s flexing cheeks. It didn’t help that Iron Will was starting to groan in added exertion, causing more sweat to bead across his back and start trickling down his blue fur…

“Ummm, T-Twelve… Thirteen… Fourteen…” Hondo tried to count out Iron Will’s reps while spotting for him, mostly so he didn’t feel like he was just standing there and watching his hero in awkward silence. Of course, considering how hard he was getting in his jockstrap, it seemed that Hondo was counting the times he was able to see Iron WIll’s butthole. “S-Sixteen… Seventeen… EighteeNnnnfffff~”

He tried to keep himself from groaning when he watched a couple big droplets of Iron Will’s sweat go right down the minotaur’s crack. Not only did that leave a glossy sheen over Iron Will’s hole, but also down the entire length between those firm cheeks. Hondo had to look away with his eyes closed, but let out a flustered huff nonetheless.

“Just a few more!” Iron Will kept going, counting the reps himself as he continued to squat with sweaty vigor. His backside became even sweatier, and the minotaur’s natural musk started to protrude enough for Hondo to flare his nostrils. Because Iron Will had his back turned, he was able to smirk rather openly when he heard another flustered exhale from the stallion behind him. He may have been picking up a sweat, but he had enough control of his body to slow down his squats the tiniest bit. “Nnnnnfffffff…”

Iron Will took his sweet time when he reached twenty-five reps, making sure to bend down and squat hard for a few seconds before pulling back up. While crouched down so blatantly, Iron Will made sure to groan out while flexing his muscles. His little pink button was puckering more notably, carrying a thicker sheen of sweat that was making Hondo look away more temptingly. After one last rep, which had the minotaur flaunting his hole for a good five seconds, he finally lifted himself back up and moaned out, “Aaaahhhh… Twenty Five!~”

“Uhh, g-good job!” Hondo Flanks chuckled a little as he gave an affirmative thumbs-up, making sure to still cover his crotch. However, he froze up the instant Iron Will turned his head with a hungry grin.

“Hmmmm…” He took a moment to look Hondo up and down once more, before glancing back down at himself. Since he was now as sweaty as the stallion, he gave a light shrug before asking, “So, Mister Flanks… You ever work out in the nude?~”

Despite how wide the pony’s eyes became, as well as how hotly his blush deepened, Hondo ended up looking away with a nervous chuckle. “Oh, uhhhh… O-Only when I’m working out at home. Heh heh…”

“Well then…” Iron Will lifted up one of his legs, just before grabbing hold of the waistband of his jock. He yanked the sweaty piece of elastic off his waist, catching Hondo off-guard and leaving him slack-jawed in shock. With the minotaur now fully nude, he tossed his jock aside while keeping his back turned to him. “... if anyone comes in after us, I can say that I suggested it~”

Hondo wasn’t sure what to think, but that last comment was enough to make him huff with a flustered smile. He looked away from him while scratching the back of his head nervously. “Uhhh… d-do you want me to…”

Iron Will didn’t wait for that question to fully come out, and just nodded his head with a confident grin. “Well, if you’re willing to work out beside me, then yes. Yes I do…”

Hondo looked back at him wide-eyed for a moment, before noting Iron Will’s sincere look and knowing he meant it. Even though he had a lovely wife waiting at home, he wasn’t wanting to turn down an opportunity as rare as sharing a workout session with Iron Will. Despite his nervousness, Hondo kept his smile when he reluctantly pulled off his tanktop. When he was left in nothing but his black jockstrap, he hesitated for a second before seeing Iron Will nod his head. “Mmhmm! Take those off too…”

After a nervous nod, Hondo obliged and pulled off his jockstrap to match Iron Will’s nudeness. He meekly tossed his skivvies aside, leaving his fat cock standing quite rigidly between his legs. His balls were plump enough to hang a bit lower than expected, while his uncut member stood rock-hard with the shaft pulsating. He tried his best to hide his erection from view, but even covering himself with both hands just made him look more guilty behind his forced smile. “Uhhh… heh heh~”

“Not bad…” Iron Will turned around just long enough to return the gesture, allowing Hondo to see what he was packing. The minotaur’s thick, lengthy cock definitely had a couple inches over Hondo’s, but his shaft was also a bit thinner in comparison. Either way, he was still beautifully endowed while his shaft and balls were coated in a fresh sheen of dripping sweat. Just like Hondo, his rigid cock was uncut with part of his cockhead tucked beneath his foreskin; but unlike the stallion standing in awe, Iron Will was still getting harder as his length continued to throb while hanging semi-flaccid.

“Ahhh, much better~” Satisfied with Hondo’s stripping, he motioned his head towards two weight benches side-by-side. “Come on! I wanna see how you flex~”

With that last emphasized word, Iron Will sauntered towards the rack of dumbbells beside the benches. He bent over while fully nude, catching Hondo’s wandering eyes as he blatantly showed off his hole once more. Hondo bit his lip with an envious groan, but he kept his voice silent while marveling at that sweaty ass. Iron Will picked up a couple hundred-pound dumbbells, which he carried with ease towards one of the weight benches. Hondo gave a light shrug of his shoulders, and picked up a couple of the ninety-pound weights since the minotaur took the heaviest ones already.

“Alright, let’s get some more reps in! Let’s hustle~” Iron Will sat down on the bench, with his legs spread wide and his bare ass pressing into the padded plastic. He started to pump both of his arms one at a time, lifting those massive weights while grunting between strained breaths. Hondo was planning to walk past Iron Will and take the bench beside his, but he paused when he got in front of him. Iron Will huffed loudly enough to catch his attention, and he shot the unicorn a cocky smirk while pumping iron. “Hmmmm… You ever do your weights while standing?”

Hondo shrugged his shoulders, and turned so he was facing him with his weights in each hand. Iron Will nodded in approval, which gave the stallion enough confidence to pick up his dumbbells and mimic the minotaur’s motions. Even though he was still fully nude and rock-hard, it was hard to feel too embarrassed when the only other gym-goer was doing the same and smiling back at him. After a few pumping reps between both his bulging biceps, Hondo picked up a steady rhythm to match the stud in front of him. “Nnnnghhh!”

“Aaaaahhhh!”

“Awwww, yeah~”

Iron Will and Hondo Flanks exchanged hard grunts, as well as a few knowing glances, while working out together by themselves. Both of their nude bodies were flexing hard, convulsing their muscles and leaving more beads of sweat to drip down their many curves. Hondo pumped his arms with hard groans through his teeth, but he was also flexing his other muscles as best as he could. Iron Will was doing the same, but his grin was a bit wider than the slightly nervous smirk on Hondo’s muzzle.

“Aaahhhhh… Nice reps there, Hondo~” Iron Will decided to lean back, until he was now lying on his back on the weight bench. He continued to work his arms up and down to lift his weights, but he also began to do some crunches in front of the stallion. His legs tensed up while pulling them off the floor, and he contorted his body each time so his ass lifted up from the mat. Hondo nearly dropped his weights the first time he saw that sweaty minotaur hole for a split-second, but he managed to keep going while his cock throbbed in approval. Meanwhile, Iron Will kept his eyes on the flexing unicorn while repeatedly flashing his ass with every crunch. “Hmmm… show me some more of those flexes you were doing earlier~”

Hondo wanted to feel hesitant about doing something like that in a public gym, but for some reason he felt compelled enough to just nod happily. After putting his weights down, Hondo blushed while flexing his arms with a hard grunt. Iron Will kept pumping iron and crunching at the same time, with his fat cock twitching with every strenuous motion. Hondo got more into it after taking a few different poses, not even bothering to hide his stiffening cock. In response, Iron Will put down his weights so he could grab hold of his thighs, which helped him pull his ass up even more with every crunch. “Mmmmphhhh.. Turn yourself around, Hondo~”

The unicorn huffed amusedly, but complied by turning around so his firm, sweaty ass was on display. He gave another bicep-flexing pose, while his cheeks tensed up hard enough for a couple droplets of sweat to fling out. Iron Will groaned with a lustful purr, and he kept his eyes locked on that sweaty ass while grinning. “Not bad, big guy~”

“Thanks, uhhhh…” Hondo turned his head to glance back at him, and bit his lip when he saw Iron Will bend back and flaunt his hole once more. Without realizing it, the pony licked his lips while struggling not to moan. The minotaur took that moment to reach down with both hands, and he grabbed hold of his cheeks to catch Hondo by surprise. “Uhhh, what’re you…”

Before he could finish his question, Hondo was left gobsmacked by the sight of that burly minotaur pulling his cheeks wide apart. He remained in that presented pose with his asscheeks pried open, and his sweaty hole winking quite blatantly. Hondo’s whole body shuddered from the sight, but he could only gulp in flustered silence. Iron Will looked back down at the pony’s ass, keeping his grin. “Mmmmm… Show me yours~”

Hondo was taken aback with his eyes wide-open; but at the same time, both his arms whipped right back to grab his ass without thinking. He breathed out with another shivering exhale, but his nervous smile wasn’t enough to keep him from obliging. Since Iron Will flashed his hole, Hondo looked around for a second before closing his eyes. He bent himself over a little, and let out a grunting sigh as he pulled his cheeks apart. “Nnnnnffffff…”

Much like Iron Will, Hondo’s ass was dripping with copious amounts of sweat trailing down his muscular back. When he pried apart his rock-hard cheeks, his own hole was glistening with a thick, musky sheen that left every inch shimmering with sweat. The little pink hole made Iron Will bite his lip while grinning with an approving nod. “Mmmmmm… Yeah, that’s a nice view~”

Hondo chuckled to himself meekly, but he rolled his eyes before muttering with a shrug. “Uhhh… S-Same goes to you, big guy~”

Iron Will smiled even wider. “Hmph~ Is that what you wanna call me? Because I’ll consider it if you get over here and join me…”

Despite how much the unicorn’s brows rose in surprise, his blush and twitching cock made it clear that he wasn’t against the notion. However, as he pulled himself up and let go of his sweaty ass, he made sure to strengthen his smile before turning around to face him directly. “Well, uhhh… if that’s the case, I… I wouldn’t mind if you called me something too~”

“Oh?” Iron Will leaned back on his bench, and brought his arms up so he could rest them behind his head. “Hmph… Okay then, Hondo. What should I call you?”

After taking a deep breath, Hondo showed a much more confident grin as he reached down and grabbed hold of his cock. He gave himself a couple teasing strokes, which was enough of an indicator that both of them were down with whatever happened next. “Well, uhhh… If you don’t mind, Iron Will… If I can call you Big Guy, you can call me Daddy~”

“Ooooh~” The minotaur seemed alright with that arrangement, and he pointed at him with a finger before curling it back towards himself a couple times. “Alright then, Daddy… Lemme help clean you up back there~”

“Heh~” Hondo strutted towards the bench with a more piqued grin. “Only if I can do the same for you, Big Guy…”

The unicorn got beside the bench, before swinging one of his muscular legs over it to get on top of Iron Will. He straddled himself on top of the minotaur’s chest, with his own sweaty ass much closer to his face. Meanwhile, the pony got himself positioned with his head over the minotaur’s thick, throbbing cock while it leaked precum. The scent of all that overwhelming musk was enough to make him shudder, but his drooling muzzle was more focused on something other than that daunting member. Before he could let his impulses take over completely, Hondo reached down and grabbed both of Iron Will’s thighs; he then pulled them up high, while he leaned back and straddled himself with his ass hovering over Iron Will’s face.

“Yeahhhhh…” Iron Will licked his lips, and he reached up to grab hold of Hondo’s flanks with both hands. “Sit on my face, Daddy!”

Hondo made sure that the minotaur’s ass was pulled up from the mat, and he got him in a curled position so he could do the same. “Heh~ Sure thing…”

Hondo Flanks leaned back, but he was pulled in without warning before planting his ass right over Iron Will’s muzzle. The minotaur tightened his grip, and he wrapped his arms around Hondo’s waist so that sweaty crack was pressed up tightly against his snout, wedging it between the two muscular sweaty glutes. He closed his eyes and took a DEEP whiff of the unicorn’s musk, the stench of all the unwashed sweat making him shoot some precum between his legs. But with his own waist and legs pulled back with such tremendous force, he was just about to extend his tongue before gasping in surprise. “MMMPHHH!!~”

“Aaaahhhhhh…” Hondo lunged his head down after getting himself and Iron Will in a proper sixty-nine stance atop the bench. While his own ass pressed down tighter over the minotaur’s mouth, he closed his eyes and let out a contentful moan the moment his tongue dragged down that sweaty crack. The strong, overbearing saltiness of all that sweat was enough to make him moan before his tongue even graced that hole. Of course, the moment he felt that wrinkly pucker against his tastebuds, Hondo pushed his muzzle in deeper until his lips could clasp over the whole thing. “Mmmphhhh~”

His tongue pressed in hard, with the tip wriggling against that tight little ring. Iron Will groaned out deeply, but he managed to cut his voice off by bringing his open maw over Hondo’s hole in response. His stifled moans were still audible, but greatly muffled between the unicorn’s sweaty cheeks. The minotaur’s eyes rolled back, while the ripe flavor of Hondo’s sweat coated his tongue and made him lick more relentlessly. And much like Hondo, Iron Will’s muzzle opened wide before clasping over as much of that sweaty crack as his tongue could reach.

“Mmmmmm…”
“Nnnnnffffff…”

For a good long while, Hondo and Iron Will remained in their curled and intertwined positions while rimming one another so thoroughly. Even though both of them had worked their muscular forms to the peak of physical perfection, that also meant that their holes were equally as merciless against their drooling tongues. Hondo had his eyes clenched shut while lapping his hole repeatedly, groaning each time he swallowed up more of the minotaur’s intoxicatingly thick musk through his nostrils. Each time he pulled his tongue away for a split-second to catch his breath, he did so by pressing his snout right into that crack and giving it another hearty whiff. The scent of Iron Will’s sweat was beyond anything he caught from ponies before; but at the same time, it made him hungry for more as he tried his best to burrow his tongue through that tight opening. “Mmmmffff!!~”

“Aaaahhhhh~” Iron Will was showing just as much effort, even while he was lying on his back with a muscular sweaty ass in his face. His muzzle and snout were now coated with the same sweat dripping off Hondo’s ass, marking his blue fur with the stench of so many workouts Hondo performed without a proper shower. He kept taking huge sniffs of his musky ass, causing more precum to shoot out of his cock and land across his stomach. He could also feel Hondo’s cock spurting precum all over his chest, but he was much more entranced with that musky hole his tongue was desperate to open up. “Mmmphhh!~”

The two kept going for quite a long time, mostly because neither of them could stop sweating. As soon as one of them licked up the majority of sweat from the other’s crack and cheeks, more sweat would come trickling down from Hondo’s back and Iron Will’s legs. It didn’t help that Hondo’s thick, bushy mustache was soaking up a good amount of the minotaur’s ass-sweat, ensuring that he’d be smelling this encounter for a long time afterward. Not to mention, the constant brushes of that facial hair were unbelievably titillating, and pleasing enough to make Iron Will chow down with more vigor. “Mmmph… NNNFFF!!”

“AaaaAAHHHH!!” Hondo finally pulled his head back, needing to moan out when he felt Iron Will’s tongue make penetration. He leaned back so he could sit down harder on the minotaur’s face, but he couldn’t resist leaning back down to give that sculpted minotaur ass several more deep licks. After taking a moment to lick his mustache and shudder in delight, he looked back at Iron Will with a randy grin. “Hmph… Come on, give Daddy what he wants~”

Iron Will did just that, and his eyes clenched tighter while exerting as much physical force as he could with his tongue. Despite how diligently he worked most of his muscles, his tongue certainly needed more practice while pinched within Hondo’s ring. However, as he overheard Hondo’s moans deeping between his continuous licks, it gave him the motivation to keep pushing through. His nostrils kept flaring out, sucking in deep breaths of that ass-musk while his snout was nestled between those still-dripping, sculpted ass cheeks. But by the time he was able to shove neatly half of his tongue inside that stud’s ass, that was when he began to wriggle it more vigorously.

“NnnnNNNNGHHHH…” Hondo couldn’t keep rimming the minotaur, and just leaned back harder against his face while moaning. He had to keep himself from reaching down and jerking himself off, even though he was throbbing hard enough to leak precum all over Iron Will’s chest. Instead, he turned his sights towards the minotaur’s cock, which was pulsating mere inches from his panting muzzle. He leaned in to give the length a couple deep, tantalizing licks as he dragged his tongue up the twitching shaft. Just as he was about to start sucking on Iron Will’s fat cockhead, a thick string of pre shot right into the stallion’s open mouth. It made him pause long enough to shiver on top of the minotaur’s face, before swallowing that load with an elated sigh. “Aaaahhhhhh~”

“Mmphhh!~” Iron Will’s tongue finally popped out of that hole, but he made sure to give a couple more licks before turning his sights towards Hondo’s face. “So… You want me to take you over one of these machines, Daddy? Or would you rather wait for the sauna?~”

“Hmph…” After wiping his muzzle with the back of his arm, Hondo glanced back at him with a hungrier grin. Before Iron Will could try to pull himself off the bench, Hondo quickly repositioned himself by spinning around to face him properly. His ass was pulled away from the minotaur’s face, and he put his leg muscles to use by squatting over his cock. Since he was given such a thorough lubing, as well as a decent stretch by Iron Will’s tongue, he didn’t need much prep before lowering himself over the cockhead.

“Hmmmmm… How’s this for an answer, Big Guy?~”

Realizing what Hondo was planning, Iron Will grinned wide and reached out, grabbing hold of the unicorn’s waist once more. He helped guide him down, until both of them gasped hotly from the first contact. Iron Will was beautifully hung, and his plump cockhead was definitely a step-up from his tongue in regards to girth; but even as Hondo’s face clenched from the immediate strain, his muzzle remained open to moan out and help him remain squatted. Despite the instant pressure, it only took a single pull from Iron Will to get that head inside of him.

“NnnnnnNNNNGHHHH… Aaaaahhhhhhh~”

Hondo sighed with a very pleased-looking smile while his eyes rolled back, and his weight assisted in pushing him down that thick shaft. The minotaur’s cock could be seen throbbing hard, before most of the length disappeared between Hondo’s muscular and sweaty ass cheeks. Both of them groaned hard through their teeth, but neither of them tried to pull back either. By the time most of the minotaur’s cock was inside, Hondo waited a moment while feeling every hard twitch within him. “Nnnnnfffff… Fuck~”

Hondo then lifted his ass back up, remaining squatted with his legs staying firm. Iron Will moaned when he felt that tight hole gliding up his shaft, clinging to every inch and leaving his nerves writhing on end. He had to grip the sides of his bench while reeling his head back, moaning loudly enough for his voice to echo off the walls. Meanwhile, Hondo got himself pulled up to the top of the shaft, right beneath that cockhead still inside. “Aaaahhhhhh… D-Daddy like~”

The unicorn sunk back down without warning, causing both himself and Iron Will to moan when he slid down that throbbing cock. His muscular ass collided with the minotaur’s shredded waist in a loud smack of hard muscle colliding with each other, and he could feel those plump balls smacking his cheeks when their bodies made impact. But unlike that first push he made, he wasn’t too keen on lingering around the base for very long. And with more sweat beading down his face and back, Hondo only waited a second before sliding back up.

“Nnnnghhhhh!!~” Iron Will kept his hands on Hondo’s hips, but he grinned up at him after collecting his breath. “Awww, yeah! Take it, Daddy~”

“Sure thing, Big Guy~”

Hondo Flanks may have been close to the end of his workout before Iron Will arrived, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t get another rigorous session in this position. His knees tried not to buckle while he squatted up and down, picking up a slow but steady rhythm around so much twitching cockmeat. His ass could be seen bobbing up and down, while his hole remained as tight as a vice around the veiny shaft. There was more than enough saliva left over to keep them lubricated, along with copious amounts of sweat, so Hondo wasn’t afraid to pick up the pace. Before too long, the unicorn was practically hopping up and down while both of them moaned more intensely.

“Aaaahhhh!!~” Hondo grew a confident grin while riding Iron Will’s cock. “Nnnnfff… Y-You like Daddy’s hole, huh?~”

“Hmph… N-Not as much as tasting it, Big Guy…” Iron Will tried not to look too strained while smirking back at him, ogling his lover’s massive pecs and shining six pack. However, his deepening blush was almost as obvious as the intensifying throbs Hondo could feel from that fat shaft. Iron Will was gonna cum sooner than later, and all their buildup was about to pay off in a big way. Hondo reached down and started jerking himself, making sure to aim his anthro cock right at the minotaur’s face.

“Heh… I’ve gotten that before from someone else too…” As he kept hopping on Iron Will’s cock, making sure to hit his prostate each time he squatted down fully, his voice was faltering while reaching closer to climax. “Nnnnfff… M-Maybe I can give you another lick sometime~”

“Hmph~” Iron Will grinned wider up at him. “I was just about to offer that for you tooOOOOFFFFF…” Before he could finish his flirtatious reply, he reeled back with his eyes clenched shut. “NnnnNNNGHHHhhh… Fuck I’m close…”

“M-Me too…” Hondo closed his eyes, and he tried to focus on Iron Will’s cock while pumping it with his sweaty ass. Iron Will reached around to grab it, unable to resist getting another feel of that muscular daddy ass. The minotaur tried his best to thrust upward while lying on the bench. Their muscular, sweaty bodies were working at full-force in perverted unison, with both of them exerting just as much force as they would’ve done at their machines. But as the sweat trickled down their hard muscles, and the musk wafting off their bodies grew thicker within the gym, neither of them were willing to stop before the deed was done.

“Aaahhhh!!~” Hondo leaned back with a deeper moan, but continued to power-bottom as best as he could through his incoming orgasm. He could feel how much Iron Will was throbbing inside of him, and he wanted nothing more than to feel that incoming load as well. Their bodies slapped more loudly with the additional moisture of their sweat, and the musk was becoming thick enough to leave even more condensation all around them. In that hot, humid moment of intense debauchery, it was Iron Will who was the first to reach his peak.

“Nnnnghhh… GnnnnNNNAAAHHHH!!~” Iron Will’s back arched up from the mat like he was hit with a sudden electrical surge. As soon as his hips spasmed up to collide with Hondo’s rock-hard ass, the minotaur belted out a piercing cry and held onto his hips with all his might. That was when Hondo squatted down one last time, mostly because he wouldn’t be able to pull up for another rep. Instead, the unicorn trembled in place while feeling those strong pulsations within his deepest depths.

“NnnnNNNGHHHHH…” With his teeth gritted, Iron Will flooded Hondo’s ass with several thick, gooey ropes of cum that shot deep within him. The moment he felt that first blast of warmth just beneath his bellybutton, Hondo Flanks tensed up and gave a couple more jerks to his cock. He was already edging pretty close to release while bottoming, so it didn’t take much to trigger a near-simultaneous climax with the minotaur beneath him. “Aaahhh!! AAAHHHH!!!~”

While Iron Will was still going, Hondo moaned with his eyes rolled-back and unloaded all over the minotaur’s body. Multiple ropes of his white, sticky load draped across his sweaty and muscular form, clinging to his fur and landing haphazardly over his chest and stomach. A couple strands also managed to hit Iron Will’s face, not that he seemed to mind while lying back in euphoric bliss. The two were still cumming hard by the time their bodies finally started to relax, unclenching all those muscles and allowing Hondo to settle more comfortably atop his waist.

“Aaaaahhhhh… Hoo boy~” Hondo was the first to settle after their shared climax, and he wiped his forehead with a flustered huff. “Whoo! Uhhhh… that was a heck of a workout, huh?~”

“Mnnnghhhhh… Yeah… Yeah it was~” Iron Will looked wiped-out while slumped on the bench with his body drenched in sweat and strings of fresh cum. But at the same time, he was able to smirk up at him while his arms were back behind his head. “Heh… You sure know how to help clean up, huh?~”

Hondo giggled nervously while averting his eyes with a heavy blush. “Heh heh… I, uhhh… I wasn’t expecting that to be so… you know…”

Iron Will waited a moment after the stallion’s pause, before asking with a tilt of his head, “... addicting?~”

While that wasn’t the word Hondo had in mind, it was accurate enough to make him shrug sheepishly. “Uhhhh… k-kinda, yeah~”

“Hmph…” Since Hondo was still wrapped around his cock, Iron Will took a moment to look around and think of his next step. After some contemplation, he glanced back up at him to ask, “You know… if we wipe off our equipment before leaving, we can probably do some more ‘cleanup’ in the sauna… if you catch my drift~”

Seeing the knowing perk of the minotaur’s brows, Hondo knew exactly what he meant by “cleanup.” And exactly one second after the question was asked, the stallion eagerly nodded his head all wide-eyed. “Uh, s-sure! I… I’d totally be down for that sometime… m-maybe even later today?~”

Iron Will narrowed his eyes on him, feeling his softening cock give a hard flex deep in that sweaty ass, keeping his grin nice and wide. “How about as soon as possible?~”

“... Yes, that works too.”

The End

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