“Damn
it! How the fuck could I forget about class? I’ve only been going
at the same time every week for the past what…five months!”Boony
was almost out of breath, running as fast as he could down the
sidewalk to the sleek and contemporary high-rise in which his yoga
class took place. He had been busy with some overtime work, hoping to
catch up on the paperwork side of things so that he could take the
weekend off completely to have a good rest. Not to mention some fun
with the girls. Only

Boony
had been on the weight bench for a good ten minutes. He might have
bitten off a bit more than he could chew with the weights on the bar.
He had struggled and huffed the entire time, but had only managed
about three reps with it. All around him, he could hear the sounds
of weights on bars, large men on equipment, and loud grunts from the
muscleheads working their bodies and flexing in front of the mirror.
The
grey wolf tried again, his arms straining under the bar and just
barely getting

Boony
arched his back and rose swiftly up through the cool water, bursting
through the surface with a gasp as he finished another underwater
length of the pool. The nicely built wolf tossed his medium length
black hair to one side, the dark strands partly obscuring the rich
green sphere of his left eye. He smiled as he rested his arms on the
tiles and hung there in the water, looking down the length of the
public swimming pool at the line of towel racks on the far wall.
He
was all alone at the

The
sun was drawing water as the yellow cab pulled up alongside his
house. The door opened and a grey furred hand took hold of it as
Boony pulled himself to his feet with a tired sigh, tipping the cabby
before shutting the door with a satisfied slam and walking up the
short path to his front door. He loosened his collar and fumbled a
little with his keys to get the right one, when he noticed the small
box standing on his front step.
He
tilted his head, frowning curiously, before picking it up an

Churning
to the Music
Pumping
music, and loud conversation surrounded the club that Boony and Coal
had chosen to visit this evening. They each had a few drinks in them
already, and were beginning to feel tipsy. Boony’s massive two foot
long cock was starting to stir, as an idea came to his slightly
drunken mind. “Hay Coal, what do you wanna bet, that I can shove
more of these people down my shaft, and into my balls than you can?”
“I’d
bet that I can shove twice as many of these cum sna

What
It Takes To Be A Star!!
Boony
got out of his car and walked into the club. He was tall and lanky,
with light gray fur and dark gray hair that fell luxuriously down
over his forehead, just about hiding his right green eye from view;
his other eye was reddish, for the lupine clubgoer had a condition
known as heterochromia, eyes of different colors. It aided him well
in his romantic life; chicks seemed to dig it, finding it exotic to
sleep with a guy with eyes that were two different colors. F