Just as you were about to look through your drawers for a toy, you remember having a total beefcake in your neighboring apartment. He was always into protein, lifting, and muscles, and often tried to get you to work out with him. As a human male, you would always decline, but times are different now. He was just what you needed, you could smell the testosterone from in your bedroom, and it made you gush. You throw on a robe for convenience and start to knock on his door, quivering with excitement. You were not disappointed.
He stands at a good 6’5” and is wearing only a pair of tight shorts, exposing his glistening abs and showing his prominent package that takes up a good quarter of his shorts. He’s obviously in the middle of a workout, but he’s at least polite enough to answer the door. “Can I help you miss?” He’s keeping himself rather calm with how sweaty he is, you would think he would be winded. You decide to play innocent until he makes a move. “I was wondering if I could come in for a second, I think the water in my apartment stopped working.” You can feel your feminine juices sliding down your furry legs, you know your crotch fur is stained. He scratches his head and looks around past you. “Sure, I guess you can. I’m in the middle of a workout, so try not to need anything until I’m done, ok?” With that, he walked away from the door and back to his gym area. You close the door behind you and find an open spot where you can watch him work. Every movement he makes causes his muscles to pop and flex, like something straight off of a workout video. You can’t help but stare, your pussy drools a little making stains on your robe. He so engrossed in his workout, he doesn’t even look your way, it’s almost like he’s putting on a show for you on purpose.