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        A soft yawn drifted up from a pile of bundles up sheets. Slowly rising up Jason gave a stretch, letting his biceps and triceps flex as he stretched his arms up. Slowly he let his arms drop as he pulled off the sheets and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Looking over towards his clock he rolled his neck as he rocked forward onto his feet. Just past one in the afternoon. Jason slowly rotated his neck and shoulders, letting the joints pop audibly. With a sigh of relief he tugged off his blue Tee shirt off his chiseled torso, revealing his well-defined Six pack furred abs. Balling up the shirt he tossed it into an open clothes hamper and slowly walked across the room to his oak wood dresser. It didn't take him long to pick out a shirt as he opened the mid drawer, there was only one shirt he wore for days like today when he went to work out.

        He reached into the drawer and pulled out a snug fitting blue shirt with a black stripe running down the arm of each sleeve. It only took him a few seconds to slop the shirt on over his head and slip his paws out of each arm. After pulling down the shirt he shut the middle drawer and opened the top drawer and pulled out a pair of dark green briefs and pair of low cut white socks with a grey underside. He laid down the briefs and socks his shoulder as he pushed the drawer shut and squatted down, pulled open the bottom most drawer and reached in. He overturned a couple pairs of jeans until he pulled out a pair of dark blue shorts and pulled them free and pushed the drawer shut. Five minutes later after changing into the clothes he sat down on the corner of his bed and grabbed his shoes and slipped each one on.

        It took a little under a minute to tie each shoe before standing up and be began walking again and cross the room to his door and opened it. Sitting by his door was a purple gym bag that he had prepared ahead of time the night before with a change of clothes, a towel, deodorant and his gym membership card. He hooked the straps of the bag with his fingers and clenched his fist tightly as he raised back up to a stand. He reach out with his free hand and gripped the doorknob and gave it a twist and pulled back, moving as the door came until he sidestepped it and walked out, pulling it shut behind him. It only took a moment for Jason to walk down the hall and begin his descent down the staircase.

        The house was very quiet except for the hum of life outside the house. Furvus, Paul Henry, and Michelle had already left for work or other engagements. A faint warm breeze rose up from the bottom of the stairs. With the furnace on to keep the house warm on chillier days the small current ruffled Jason's fur as he moved briskly down the staircase. Stepping off the last pair of steps he immediately headed for the front door, stopping only for a moment in the living room and bending down to grab his house key from the table. With that in hand he placed the key in a side pocket of his bag and was moving again. Crossing the living room he entered the kitchen, the vinyl floor gave off a cooler feeling in contrast to the warmth of the carpet in the living room and he grabbed the handle of the door and twisted.

        Pulling the door open he side stepped out and was outside. Making sure to lock the door before pulling it firmly shut and he walked down the pair of steps that led to the grassy lawn. A cold wind picked up as he began cross the cross and Jason picked up his pace turning his walking into a jog. Speeding across the yard he began moving down the sidewalk and towards the direction that led out of the neighborhood street and towards the inner city. It took a good fifteen minutes of jogging down the sidewalks and across the streets during red lights to get to the gym. Jason stopped just outside the door, taking in a few deep breaths of cool air before he walked into the gym. The air went from cool to very warm and smelt strongly of sweat. He could hear the clanking of weights as body builders of various species were bench pressing, doing squats and deadlifts among a variety of other exercises that Jason couldn't name.

        Jason moved forward, unzipping his bag in mid stride and reached into it and pulled out his gym membership card. He only had to flash it to the receptionist up front before he smiled and nodded his head in the direction of the locker room He pressed his hand against the door and pushed and it swung open as he passed before swinging back and closing shut. Inside the locker room the scent of sweat was must stronger, a small room with the used clothes of body builders was bound to have a strong residual smell. To others not used to weight lifting or body builders it might have grossed them out, but Jason got excited. That scent always meant a nice long work out to push his body to be the best it could. The room was silent save for a muffled shuffling of clothing and a gym bag in the back row of lockers.

        Jason slowly walked towards the back row of lockers were his sat empty of any items save for a spare set of gym clothes in case the ones he were wearing got damaged or too dirty to use. As he passed the first row he found himself gazing at a familiar arctic fox as he was pulling on a snug looking blue workout shirt. The fabric didn't hide very much and Jason could see the almost unreal level of muscularity. The sharp defined curves of his muscles were tremendous. It was almost as if someone had chiseled a statue into perfection and it came to life, with all it's beauty and strength. The fox turned around revealing his face, bright with excitement and his eyes lit up with recognition as he saw Jason standing there.

        "Hey Jason!" A smile spread across Jason's face as he gave a small wave and set his bag down in front of his gym locker.

        "Hi DJ! You just get here too?" DJ gave a firm nod as he lifted up his gym bag and stowed it in his locker.

        "Yea I was going try going for a new max today, but now that you're here maybe you'd like me to help you work out some. I know you are still trying to build up your upper body strength and the power of your legs so it would do you some good." Jason gave a sharp nod, excitement bubbling up in his chest as he opened his locker, not really paying much attention as he stowed the bag inside and closed it.

        "Really? That sounds great. I know I have a lot of work ahead of me, and I could use all the help I can get, especially from such a experienced body builder." Jason watched the smile grow on DJ's face as he gave a small nod of approval.

        "Well working with me won't be easy, I'm called power fox for a reason. I work hard and I am very good at it." Jason's head bounced as he nodded it again and again.

        "I know, and I'll try my best honest." With a nod DJ turned his back on his locked and began walking towards the door leading to the exercise room. Jason followed a few steps behind. His mind buzzing with excitement as he thought about working out with someone so experienced. As the door to the room opened, a fresh wave of sweat of the clanking of weights washed over Jason. Everywhere he looked were others on various machines or using free weights as they worked on making themselves stronger. Jason stopped for a moment to look around. Even though he had been here before, each time always made him felt so excited and eager to work out.

        It wasn't until he heard his named called that he focused back on DJ, who was standing in front of a cable machine and was already adding weight to it. From this far away Jason couldn't see how much It was, but it looked pretty light which was odd considering who was setting it up. When Jason moved closed DJ attached the last weight and stood upright and looked at him. "Alright, we’ll start you off with a basic warm up with your arms and shoulders, then your legs."

        DJ had gotten right into it before Jason could even ask how he knew what exercises would be best for him. Reaching forward, DJ had grabbed the metal handle with the rubber grip, his paws holding it tightly as he angled it right against his waist. "This is really simple, just pull it up like this...” DJ began pulling the handle upward, his elbows slowly moving up until he pulled the wire as far as it would go. He held it right as his pecs and collarbone, his arms spread out on each side with his elbows a little higher than each shoulder. From here Jason could see how effortless this was for him. There was virtually no show of strain for DJ. As light as the weights were it was no surprise. Then slowly DJ lowered the handle back down to the starting position before letting go. "This is called an upright row, this will help you slow build up a little strength in your shoulders and biceps, but it's not meant to be used as a substitute for real power training. This is only a warm up to help get the blood flowing through your veins and get you prepared for the real stuff."

        Stepping to the side DJ gestured for Jason to take the handle. Jason was more than a little bit nervous, usually Furvus was the one who would help him with his exercises, but he had never used this machine before. Most of the time it was with free weights because that was what Furvus preferred. As Jason moved forward, his paws slowly reached out and he grabbed the handle, trying to imitate the way DJ had gripped it at his waist. "No… no, you're gripping it too tightly Jason, loosen your grip a bit or you will make your muscles lock up on you and it will be very painful afterwards." Jason guessed even DJ could see he was a bit anxious, so he simply nodded his head before he began loosening his tight almost vice like grip on the handle.

        Once Jason held it in a way DJ thought was appropriate he began showing him the way of pulling it up the right way. He had to use his shoulders and Biceps rather than his whole upper body to bring the weight up and Jason had to admit it was a bit difficult. Even though he had made a lot of progress since starting his body training, he was still a novice when compared to DJ. It took a good twenty minutes for Jason to get a rhythm going. He wasn't really going faster than when he started, but the movements were much smoother and he didn't need to stop constantly to have his posture corrected. Over the course of that time, Jason had managed to Finish only five sets of eight reps, but by the end of the fifth set he was feeling exhilarated. He could almost feel his heart pumping his veins full of blood as his body grew more active to adjust to the exercise. Once Jason let go of the handle DJ pointed to another machine nearby.

        This machine was a bit different than the one he had just finished working at. However it didn't take a genius to figure out that it was for working on your legs. The walk over there DJ seemed to have more of a spring in his step. It was clear to see that DJ was just as happy showing Jason how to work out his body as he would working on his own. It brought a grin to Jason's face as they stopped at the machine. DJ immediately set about changing the weights, adding more and more until he seemed satisfied with the set amount. "This is called a Leg extension, this will help develop your legs and build up a nice tone of muscle in the quadriceps which is something you really need to make sure is a part of your routine." This time DJ didn't show Jason how to do the exercise, but seeing how straightforward this was, it would just be a waste of time.

        Immediately Jason sat down on the machine and hooked his feet under the cushioned moveable bar. The bar rested comfortably against his shins as he gripped the handles on each side of the seat. DJ placed his hand against Jason's shoulder as he pushed him back a bit so his back rested fully against the back of the seat. "Lift slowly, but focus on only using your legs to do it and focus less on upper body." Jason gave a small nod as he began putting power into his legs. Slowly he began moving his legs up. The weights attached to the bar slowly raising upwards as Jason worked on straightening his legs with the weight on top. Once he reached the top with his legs almost fully straightened he began lowering it back down. "Great... now go again."

        This exercise was harder than Jason had thought. Each set that he did became a little harder as DJ added a little more weight each time. About twenty minutes and five sets of ten later Jason unclenched his hands from the grips. A small amount of sweat had built up on his forehead which he wiped away with his towel before sliding out of the seat. DJ clamped his hand down on Jason's shoulder with a smile. "You're doing great! Now we can get to the fun stuff and really get your body working." Jason felt his grin grow as he gave a big nod of his head.

        "That sounds amazing! What do I start with?" DJ motioned with his hand for Jason to follow as he began moving towards a pair of bars that were sitting unused in the open. When he reached the bar he bent downwards and picked up a couple large weights, each coming to five hundred pounds each and he slid them onto the metal plus and clamped them in place. Jason stood back and watched in awe. Despite DJ having a thousand pounds in hand, he lifted and moved them effortlessly. When DJ stood back up he turned to face Jason again and gestured to the bar with one hand.

        "You are going to work on deadlifts. This relatively simple exercise helps strength many areas of muscle in your chest, your abdomen, your back, legs, hips, and forearms." With that said DJ moved behind the bar and moved into a squatting position. Once he slid his paws onto the metal, fingers gripping the cool metal tightly he breathed in deeply. Then he began rising up, first his legs straightening up, each inch upwards Jason could see the musculature in DJ's legs growing as they flexed. As his legs completely straightened out his torso began doing the same. Although the muscles were not as pronounced, Jason could only marvel at how easy it was to lift something so heavy with almost no effort at all.

        When DJ's back was stood straight and rigid, the bar rested almost comfortably against his thighs, although they didn't sink against body at all. It looked like the bar was resting against chiseled stone rather the thighs of a professional bodybuilder. However the position didn't last long before DJ began lowering his torso again, returning to the bent position before his legs bents forward. Slowly the bar slid off his thighs and was placed on the floor below before his fingers let go and he stood up looking towards Jason who's attention was focused solely on him. "Alright Jason It's time you tried. Let's get you a starting weight and we will see how much you can lift today and see what we can set as a goal for you."

        Jason nodded his head slowly, taking in everything DJ said as his feet had already begin moving towards the bar that was still bare of any weight. Right beside Jason, DJ had already begun looking among the weights and pulled out a couple of two hundred and fifty pound weights. Jason watched almost in a sort of daze as DJ slid the weights on and placed the clamp against each to hold them in place. Shaking his head a bit to get some thoughts moving he almost felt he had to raise his paw to talk. "I uh... DJ... this seems like a lot of weight. I don't know if I can do it." DJ only smiled as he stood up and placed a paw on Jason's shoulder.

        "You have to start somewhere and I need to see just how much you are capable of lifting. Besides I already told you working with me wouldn't be easy. I intend to push you to your limits and break them down." The way he said that sent a shiver down Jason's back as he gave a nervous swallow and slowly bent forward. Fingers wrapping out the metal and holding it tight Jason took in a deep breath as he got ready. "Do just like I did and you will work your body out the best this exercise can. We’re going to do ten reps in each set until you can't go anymore. Now let's get you started." The next forty minutes were grueling for Jason.

        It started simply enough, he found to his surprise that he was able to manage five hundred pounds and even managed as high as six hundred and fifty pounds. However when he got to seven hundred then he began struggling. Each rep felt like his arms were being pulled out of his socket. His body ached from seemingly every muscle in his body. Meanwhile, with each set that Jason did he could only watch in awe when DJ stepped up to his own bar. Easily going from one thousand to six thousand like it was nothing. The desire not to fail in DJs eyes kept him pushing his body as hard as he could, striving to reach at least a thousand. However it didn't happen, when he hit eight hundred his body refused to listen anymore.

        The bar wouldn't move no matter how much he pulled. His muscles flexed with the strain of pulling, but he eventually had to concede. As he let go of the bar, he stumbled back and sat down wiping off his forehead and neck with his towel, though the small movements made his arms feel like rubber and he had to let them go. Jason watched in awe as DJ finished his last set of reps at seven thousand and give hundred pounds. Each rep that went up showed that it was no small feat. His body rippled with the pure unhindered power that was contained in his flesh. Veins snaked all over his arms and neck. His biceps, though stretched out with his arms fully extended were nothing short of incredible. Swollen with raw power and veins throbbing and they pumped blood through the muscle as DJ lifted that final rep before setting down the bar. As he let go the muscles began relaxing, but it was like watching it in slow motion. The veins slowly receding back under the skin as the muscles slowly returned to their relaxed state.

        Jason leaned back against the side of a workout machine as he tried to relax, but his whole body felt like it was throbbing with pain. As he sat forward with a sigh he felt DJ's paw grasp his forearm and lift it up and Jason had to bite his lip to suppress a small groan at the discomfort brought on by the movement. "Jason... you pushed yourself too hard. You shouldn't have tried to lift so much, you've overworked your muscles and that's dangerous." Jason tried to shrug his shoulders, but they felt weak and he struggled to move them.

        "I didn't want to disappoint you. I wanted to show you I could work hard and get stronger." DJ knelt down right in front of Jason and stared him in the eyes. The intensity of his gaze almost made Jason flinch, but he didn't look away. If he did, he was sure he would probably disappoint DJ. After a moment DJ sighed and stood back up, offering Jason a paw. As Jason reached out and grasped it, DJ pulled bringing him up to a stand, but he felt woozy on his feet.

        "Jason you did fine just getting to seven hundred pounds, I'd noticed you had started struggling there, but I would have thought you'd know when to stop. It takes a very long time to get as strong as I am and it'll take longer if you push yourself too hard. You'll damage the muscle instead of making it grow stronger, which means you'll be weaker than when you started." Jason tilted his head down as DJ began moving him away from the bars as he set about stripping them of their weight.

        "I'm sorry. I just didn't want to look like I couldn't handle myself." It was a quiet for a moment as DJ put away the weights and returned the bars to how he found them before he looked at Jason. When Jason looked up at him DJ shook his head a little.

        "It's ok Jason, you don't have to lift like me to be able to take care of yourself. There is more to it than just big muscles. The sooner you figure that out, the sooner you will be able to enjoy working out and get stronger without pushing it too hard. Now let's head out of here. You need to relax so your muscles can recover, I don't think you damaged them. But you will be pretty sore for the next week."

        "I hope it's not that long.. I feel like I stepped in front of a car." DJ simply shook his head as he helped Jason ducked out of the way of passing body builders. The gym had gotten more active since they had gotten there so the noise level and the people they had to pass by had increased greatly. It was more like they were running through an obstacle course than just leaving a workout room in a gym. Soon enough though they passed through the changing room doors. Despite the number of new people having shown up, the locker room was still pretty quiet and DJ helped Jason sit down on one of the benches to relax for a minute.

        It only took a couple minutes for DJ to get his things together and to grab the gym bag from Jason's locker. As he set the bags down he handed Jason his things and helped him stand up. "Normally you would get changed here, but I think you need to relax for a little bit before you start moving around. It's going to hurt badly if you start trying to move around. So I think you should come rest at my place." Jason shook his head a bit as he shouldered the bag, though with a bit of difficulty.

        "I don't want to be burden. I'm sure I can get go home and relax, It's not that far away." Jason didn't even get to start walking before DJ had his thick arm holding Jason still. Jason knew better than to struggle, since it would be pointless seeing that DJ could lift thousands of pounds, so compared to that Jason wouldn't be much of a challenge.

        "No can do. My bro wouldn't be happy if something happened to you. Besides we don't hang out very often, so it’s a perfect to just relax at my house and chat. Come on my house isn't that far." Jason blew out a soft sigh before nodding his head. It would be nice to sit down and talk to him. Jason looked at both Furvus and DJ as role models. They were the type of people he wants to be. Strong, kind and caring. "Great. Let's get going then, the sooner we get there the sooner you can take a load off and ease those muscles."

        Jason felt a smile break across his face as they began moving. When they passed the front desk, the receptionist smiled and waved before we stepped outside. The bright sunshine forced Jason to a squint a bit as they turned to the left and began walking down the sidewalk together. The walk really didn't last that long. DJ had been right when he said that his house wasn't that far. It was a little further away that his motorbike shop, but it was fairly nice. Even though he lived closer to the city, he had a nice looking yard, soft lush looking grass, a young growing tree basking in the sunshine. As they moved up the steps, DJ reached into his bag to pull out a set of keys and he pushed it into the lock and twisted it and the door swung open as the knob turned.

        Jason had never been to DJ's house before and didn't really know what to expect. It was very cozy to say the least. Bright and vibrant and inviting. Ashamed as Jason was to admit, he hadn't expected the house to be so... well clean. He expected a lot of workout equipment, not gleaming kitchen counters that still had a fresh smell of a fresh wash in cleaning agents. As Jason stopped inside the kitchen, he shoulder felt the now familiar grasp of DJ's paw on it and it tugged gently. "Come on Jason, you can relax in my living room you can take a load off." Jason merely nodded as he took the steps forward with DJ who slowly let his hand slip as Jason got moving. The living room had a nice padded carpet and the chairs and couch were padded. The looked so soft and Jason bet you could easily fall asleep there if you weren't Careful.

        Jason decided to pick the couch to relax on. Nice and plump and as he sat down it was if someone decided to tie down his legs because they weren't going to move for a while. They felt like lead to him. "Ahh... your house is really nice. And this couch man I could pass out here easily." DJ merely laughed as he nodded his head approvingly.

        "You can if you want I don't mind. I can just call Furvus to come get you later on. But before you try to sleep you should drink a protein shake. It will help your muscles have an easier time in recovering." Jason shrugged his shoulders a bit as he leaned his bead back a bit, eyes following DJ as he moved back towards the kitchen.

        "You sure you don't mind? I can walk home if you want me to. It's not that far." A couple minutes passed by in silence, though Jason could hear faint noises coming from the kitchen. When DJ came back again he had two glasses of a murky looking mixture, though one had already been drank out of. As he handed Jason the full glass he shook his head smiling,

        "I don't mind you're always welcome over here." Jason felt a smile spread over his face as he took his first swallow. He’d had protein shakes before, but he never got used to that chalky texture it had to it. It was like drinking wet sand. It dragged on his throat as it went down, but at least he'd gotten used to the taste. As he tilted the glass back to take another swallow he pulled the glass back to let the mixture settle in his stomach a bit before taking another drink.

        "Thanks. I'm really glad I got to work out with you today. It was amazing seeing you in action." DJ grinned as he polished off his own shake and took a seat next to Jason on the couch.

        "Glad you enjoyed the show, It was good to see how far you're coming along too. I'm impressed with how much you could lift today." Jason tilted his cup back to finish off his shake before setting it down. His smile waned a little bit as he nodded his head. He could see the subtle change in DJ's emotion even before he opened his muzzle. "What's wrong?"

        Jason sighed a little bit as he shook his head, absentmindedly rubbing his biceps. "It's nothing... just I feel like I’m making such slow progress. Compared to everyone else around me who works out, you all seem to be breaking through new maxes every other week, but me? I've barely broken my maxes in a couple months. I just feel... like I'm not living up to my potential..." DJ had a sad expression on his face as he scooted in closer to shoulder hug Jason.

        "Come on don't be like that. You just started lifting this year. My big wolf bro and I have been doing it for years, same with Paul Henry. Logan has been working out for almost two years now it just takes time. It's not like we just grew big overnight. It has taken years of hard work to get where we are now. You can get here too, just stop putting so much pressure on yourself. You'll get here I promise." Jason lifted his head up a bit and a smile broke through the frown.

        "Do you think so?" DJ's grin blossomed back into full as he nodded his head.

        "I'm sure of it. You keep at it and you'll have arms like these in no time." DJ brought up his right arm as he flexed. The definition, which was already amazing before now exploded with the raw ferocity that could only come from years of dedication. The vascularity had Jason staring in amazement as the veins bulged almost like spider webs all over the bicep. Each heartbeat made the veins throb as they pushed his blood throughout that massive muscle. Jason sucked in a deep breath as DJ straightened his arm out and curled it again a few times. It was almost like watching a dance as the veins pushed and pulled with the skin and fur.

        "Wow..." DJ brought his arms closer as he bent his arm again, letting the bicep extend to its full peak.

        "Go ahead and feel it if you want to." Jason swallowed nervously as he moved his right paw upwards the bicep. It hung almost limply in the air for a moment before it laid against the bicep, inciting a small breath from DJ. Slowly Jason began squeezing the bicep, putting more pressure on it over time. No matter how hard he squeezed, the muscle refused to give any yield at all. It was like trying to crush a bar of iron in his hand. As he moved his paw up and down along the bicep, he started using his fingers to press down on the veins and rub them back into the skin. A low pleasured growl began building up in DJ's throat going from soft to a deep rumbling in his chest. "Ohh... you really have a way with your paws."

        A soft little grunt flittered from Jason's mouth as his paw moved away from DJ's bicep. "T-thanks. I just... well I really like how your muscles feel. It's incredible how powerful they are." As the word left Jason's mouth DJ's grin grew just a little more as he moved his left arm off Jason's shoulder and flexed it for him. Words couldn't describe how amazed Jason was at the incredible vascular muscles, from his biceps and triceps, to his forearms and his shoulders. It had muscle so finely cut you'd think they'd been crafted by a sculptor.

        "Well, why not take another long feel. I really enjoyed your massage myself." Jason's paws slowly rose up, but froze in midair.

        "Are you sure?" DJ nodded as he moved his flexed arm closer to Jason's paws.

        "Absolutely. I wouldn't have offered if I didn't want it." Jason's paws began moving again, each one clamping down on one side of DJ's arm. Moving the paws in different directions, Jaws started prodding the massive muscles, pushing against the muscles, trying to sink his fingers into them, but to no avail. However DJ was really getting into it, moving his arm a little bit at a time he straightened out his arm, growling loudly in pleasure. Jason was really enjoying the feel of DJ's muscles. It wasn't like anything he'd really felt before. As Jason's paws slid up the arm to the shoulder DJ let his right arm relax as he grasped Jason's right paw. "Easy, before we go any further, let me at least return the favor."

        Jason shook his head a little embarrassed as his hands slipped off DJ. "N-No its ok you don't have to." DJ lifted Jason's right arm and cupped his relaxed bicep.

        "But I want to. It's only fair you get the same treatment Now let's see how big your bicep is when it's flexed." Jason gave a small swallow before he nodded his head. Despite the irritation from the workout nagging at him, he took in a breath and flexed. His biceps weren't nearly as large as DJs was, but they weren't nothing to simply dismiss either. Seventeen inches put him above the average of body builders his age, but when compared to someone like DJ he wasn't even close yet. "Mm... your biceps are already nice and big and will continue to grow if you work out right." As his fingers slide over Jason's bicep, he began to squeeze gently. His fingers sank in a little against the muscle, but that was to be expected considering his almost immeasurable strength could easily squeeze Jason's muscles.

        Without missing a beat he began a slow drag of his fingers up and down the muscle, gently kneading into the underside of the bicep. This caused Jason to let out a small gasp, though more from a surprisingly pleasurable feeling than any real discomfort. To Jason it was like his muscle was having all the tension being kneading out of it like a baker would knead air from dough. "O-ohh... T...this is incredible!" As DJ gripped Jason's shoulder and began squeezing it, Jason couldn't help his arm slowly going limp. It felt some comfortable to just let it rest there while DJ had stood up. As he lifted his gaze up to meet DJ's he felt the pressure return as DJ began using both paws to slowly squeeze and push on Jason's shoulders, digging his fingers into the muscle and working out the ache. "How... how did you learn to massage this good?"

        "I've had a lot of practice... now do me a favor and flex your other bicep." Bringing his arm up, Jason flexed his left bicep. Just as before DJ went straight to work. He dug his fingers into the sore muscle, working out the tension from the overdone deadlift. Within a few moments, Jason's muscles felt so relaxed and he felt so calm and happy. When Jason tilted his gaze downwards, he noticed how close DJ's torso was to him. And almost like under a spell, he raised up his right paw and pressed it against his pecs. A soft growl of approval vibrated up from DJ's throat. "It's been a while since I had a chest massage, feel free to take as long as you want.” Jason nodded his head almost as if he were hypnotized and began to push against the muscles. Despite pressing both paws against the pillow like pecs, the muscles did not budge at all, but DJ was certainly enjoying the feeling.

        Each time Jason dragged his fingers across the muscles DJ let out an appreciative growl and begin moving his own paws towards Jason's chest. Minute after minute ticked by in silence, aside from pleasured grunts from both men. It was hard for Jason to keep up with DJ's masterful massages, but he tried his best. He could feel his muscles unwinding from the tight knots they'd bundled themselves into. When Jason's fingers begin losing their grip with DJs pecs the large fox chuckled before pushing Jason's paws down and squatted until he was on his knees in front of Jason.

        "I think you should take a break and let me keep going." Jason could only nod slightly as his eyes fluttered shut and he leaned his head back against the couch. Soon the strong warm grasp of DJs paws were attached to each thigh and slowly they began to squeeze. Methodically, almost like clockwork DJ began to dig his fingers into his legs. To Jason this was like heaven. It was one of the most amazing massages he'd ever gotten and as DJ worked his fingers lower, caressing each vascular strand of muscle as he tirelessly dug into the muscles. Inch by inch DJ's fingers slipped downward until they were digging at Jason's ankles before they reluctantly parted from his flesh. As Jason tilted his opened his eyes and looked down DJ was staring at him with a grin. "How was that?" Jason rolled his head a bit before placing his own paws on DJs shoulders.

        "It was amazing. I've never felt anything like that before." As DJ rose to his full height, he pivoted a bit before sitting down right next to Jason again and slung an arm over his shoulder.

        "Glad you enjoyed it. I certainly enjoyed that massage you gave me. Any chance I could get another sometime?" Jason laughed as he nodded his head excitedly.

        "I'd love to. I really enjoyed giving the massage almost as much as I did getting the massage." Right then a rather loud yawn managed to pry its way out of Jason. As if mirroring Jason, DJ let out a small yawn himself. Jason had the feeling that DJ took naps regular to keep his body full of energy and to give his body time to recover from a hard workout. Slowly DJ hooked his paw under Jason's arm and stood up, slowly helping the tired wolf to his feet, though it was more of a struggle. To Jason, his limbs felt like they were putty, each one weak and slow to response. "Sorry... I guess I'm more tired than I thought. That massage took it out of me." DJ smiled sheepishly as he shook his head a bit.

        "It's fine. I think I might have relaxed your muscles too much. So now the all-important question is do you want to sleep here or rest in a bed?" Jason shrugged his shoulders a bit as he forced himself to remain standing as straight as he could.

        "I'm fine with the couch. I've spent a lot of time sleeping on the couch before so it's nothing new. Although I do like enjoying the time I get when I can sleep in a bed and I think my sore muscles could use something soft and warm to sleep on." DJ smile as he began the first few steps away from the couch and towards a nice clean hallway dimly lit by the sun. The walls were a crisp looking white and the soft carpet underneath felt soothing to Jason's aching feet. As the reached the end of the hall it split off into three directions. One switched over to a gleaming white tiled floor. It didn't take Jason more than a few seconds to know that was the bathroom. As his head lifted up a bit he noticed a dark bedroom with the door shut partially, but open enough to see a clean unused bed sitting against the back wall. As they neared the door Jason's paw almost reflexively went to open the door leading to the dark bedroom, but was a bit surprised when DJ turned to the right leading to a bedroom that wasn't as clean. It had bright blue walls with a large wooden dresser sitting directly on the left next to a smaller door that Jason assumed was a closet where he kept coats and other more important clothes and items.

        Sitting on top of the dresser was a TV, it was fairly large, but it looked almost brand new. With the cord tied up in a bundle next to the back of the set, Jason figured it didn't get that much usage However across from the dresser sat a large very plush looking bed. With a large fluffy red blanket sitting messily on top of some softer blue colored sheets Jason knew that this was DJs bed. Jason figured DJ was the type to keep the place nice and clean, but he figured that the bed probably would require being straightened more often than DJ had the time to do every night and every time he got up from resting during the day. Sprawled out at the foot of the bed in the floor sat a couple pairs of tee shirts and jeans of various colors. As we approached the bed Jason felt DJ's grip loosen a bit before his paw came slipping from and he let his arm drop.

        On his own Jason had a bit of trouble remaining standing, but he managed to stay upright enough to remain almost level with DJ's shoulders. "You don't have to give me your bed. I'm fine with the guest bed. I'll even clean it up before I leave." DJ merely shook his head before gesturing toward the bed with one of his paws. Looking down, the bed really looked very inviting to Jason. The blanket was just a couple shades darker than Jason's hair and as he reached a paw out to grasp it, it felt very warm. Sitting in the sunlight had kept it nice and cozy and Jason slowly sank down as he knees pressed down on the bed. It took all his willpower not to collapse right then. It felt like the perfect combination of soft and warm, it was really a wonder to his aching body and he managed to scoot in enough to slip under the blanket.

       "Hey it's fine, I figured this would be better. That bedroom is sitting in the shade most of the time, so it's usually pretty cold unlike my room. I got a new heater installed and the nice clear windows help keep it nice and warm during the winter." Jason smiled as he began settling in. The bed was enough to put him out almost instantly if it wasn't for DJ talking to him. However when he felt a heavy weight press down in the bed behind him, it roused him enough to flip onto his back to turn his head. DJ's arms wrapped themselves around Jason and pulled him in close, leaving him more than a little flustered.

        "I... I uh.. w-what are... you doing?" DJ leaned his head in and pressed his nose against Jason's cheek and rubbed it gently. It seemed so casual, but it threw Jason totally off guard.

        "I am just getting comfortable. I thought you wanted a cozy warm bed to sleep in. Well so did I. I figured this would be a nice way to help keep us both warm." Jason wanted to open his mouth to argue a bit, but with a tug, Jason's head was now resting securely against DJ's large muscular chest. It killed off any sense of doubt he had about sleeping like this as the grips of sleep began to drag him in.

        "O...okay..." As his eyes began drifting shut, he felt a small growl of content vibrating DJ's chest. It was very soothing and in no time Jason had drifted to sleep.

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        A soft yawn drifted up from a pile of bundles up sheets. Slowly rising up Jason gave a stretch, letting his biceps and triceps flex as he stretched his arms up. Slowly he let his arms drop as he pulled off the sheets and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Looking over towards his clock he rolled his neck as he rocked forward onto his feet. Just past one in the afternoon. Jason slowly rotated his neck and shoulders, letting the joints pop audibly. With a sigh of relief he tugged off his blue Tee shirt off his chiseled torso, revealing his well-defined Six pack furred abs. Balling up the shirt he tossed it into an open clothes hamper and slowly walked across the room to his oak wood dresser. It didn't take him long to pick out a shirt as he opened the mid drawer, there was only one shirt he wore for days like today when he went to work out.

        He reached into the drawer and pulled out a snug fitting blue shirt with a black stripe running down the arm of each sleeve. It only took him a few seconds to slop the shirt on over his head and slip his paws out of each arm. After pulling down the shirt he shut the middle drawer and opened the top drawer and pulled out a pair of dark green briefs and pair of low cut white socks with a grey underside. He laid down the briefs and socks his shoulder as he pushed the drawer shut and squatted down, pulled open the bottom most drawer and reached in. He overturned a couple pairs of jeans until he pulled out a pair of dark blue shorts and pulled them free and pushed the drawer shut. Five minutes later after changing into the clothes he sat down on the corner of his bed and grabbed his shoes and slipped each one on.

        It took a little under a minute to tie each shoe before standing up and be began walking again and cross the room to his door and opened it. Sitting by his door was a purple gym bag that he had prepared ahead of time the night before with a change of clothes, a towel, deodorant and his gym membership card. He hooked the straps of the bag with his fingers and clenched his fist tightly as he raised back up to a stand. He reach out with his free hand and gripped the doorknob and gave it a twist and pulled back, moving as the door came until he sidestepped it and walked out, pulling it shut behind him. It only took a moment for Jason to walk down the hall and begin his descent down the staircase.

        The house was very quiet except for the hum of life outside the house. Furvus, Paul Henry, and Michelle had already left for work or other engagements. A faint warm breeze rose up from the bottom of the stairs. With the furnace on to keep the house warm on chillier days the small current ruffled Jason's fur as he moved briskly down the staircase. Stepping off the last pair of steps he immediately headed for the front door, stopping only for a moment in the living room and bending down to grab his house key from the table. With that in hand he placed the key in a side pocket of his bag and was moving again. Crossing the living room he entered the kitchen, the vinyl floor gave off a cooler feeling in contrast to the warmth of the carpet in the living room and he grabbed the handle of the door and twisted.

        Pulling the door open he side stepped out and was outside. Making sure to lock the door before pulling it firmly shut and he walked down the pair of steps that led to the grassy lawn. A cold wind picked up as he began cross the cross and Jason picked up his pace turning his walking into a jog. Speeding across the yard he began moving down the sidewalk and towards the direction that led out of the neighborhood street and towards the inner city. It took a good fifteen minutes of jogging down the sidewalks and across the streets during red lights to get to the gym. Jason stopped just outside the door, taking in a few deep breaths of cool air before he walked into the gym. The air went from cool to very warm and smelt strongly of sweat. He could hear the clanking of weights as body builders of various species were bench pressing, doing squats and deadlifts among a variety of other exercises that Jason couldn't name.

        Jason moved forward, unzipping his bag in mid stride and reached into it and pulled out his gym membership card. He only had to flash it to the receptionist up front before he smiled and nodded his head in the direction of the locker room He pressed his hand against the door and pushed and it swung open as he passed before swinging back and closing shut. Inside the locker room the scent of sweat was must stronger, a small room with the used clothes of body builders was bound to have a strong residual smell. To others not used to weight lifting or body builders it might have grossed them out, but Jason got excited. That scent always meant a nice long work out to push his body to be the best it could. The room was silent save for a muffled shuffling of clothing and a gym bag in the back row of lockers.

        Jason slowly walked towards the back row of lockers were his sat empty of any items save for a spare set of gym clothes in case the ones he were wearing got damaged or too dirty to use. As he passed the first row he found himself gazing at a familiar arctic fox as he was pulling on a snug looking blue workout shirt. The fabric didn't hide very much and Jason could see the almost unreal level of muscularity. The sharp defined curves of his muscles were tremendous. It was almost as if someone had chiseled a statue into perfection and it came to life, with all it's beauty and strength. The fox turned around revealing his face, bright with excitement and his eyes lit up with recognition as he saw Jason standing there.

        "Hey Jason!" A smile spread across Jason's face as he gave a small wave and set his bag down in front of his gym locker.

        "Hi DJ! You just get here too?" DJ gave a firm nod as he lifted up his gym bag and stowed it in his locker.

        "Yea I was going try going for a new max today, but now that you're here maybe you'd like me to help you work out some. I know you are still trying to build up your upper body strength and the power of your legs so it would do you some good." Jason gave a sharp nod, excitement bubbling up in his chest as he opened his locker, not really paying much attention as he stowed the bag inside and closed it.

        "Really? That sounds great. I know I have a lot of work ahead of me, and I could use all the help I can get, especially from such a experienced body builder." Jason watched the smile grow on DJ's face as he gave a small nod of approval.

        "Well working with me won't be easy, I'm called power fox for a reason. I work hard and I am very good at it." Jason's head bounced as he nodded it again and again.

        "I know, and I'll try my best honest." With a nod DJ turned his back on his locked and began walking towards the door leading to the exercise room. Jason followed a few steps behind. His mind buzzing with excitement as he thought about working out with someone so experienced. As the door to the room opened, a fresh wave of sweat of the clanking of weights washed over Jason. Everywhere he looked were others on various machines or using free weights as they worked on making themselves stronger. Jason stopped for a moment to look around. Even though he had been here before, each time always made him felt so excited and eager to work out.

        It wasn't until he heard his named called that he focused back on DJ, who was standing in front of a cable machine and was already adding weight to it. From this far away Jason couldn't see how much It was, but it looked pretty light which was odd considering who was setting it up. When Jason moved closed DJ attached the last weight and stood upright and looked at him. "Alright, we’ll start you off with a basic warm up with your arms and shoulders, then your legs."

        DJ had gotten right into it before Jason could even ask how he knew what exercises would be best for him. Reaching forward, DJ had grabbed the metal handle with the rubber grip, his paws holding it tightly as he angled it right against his waist. "This is really simple, just pull it up like this...” DJ began pulling the handle upward, his elbows slowly moving up until he pulled the wire as far as it would go. He held it right as his pecs and collarbone, his arms spread out on each side with his elbows a little higher than each shoulder. From here Jason could see how effortless this was for him. There was virtually no show of strain for DJ. As light as the weights were it was no surprise. Then slowly DJ lowered the handle back down to the starting position before letting go. "This is called an upright row, this will help you slow build up a little strength in your shoulders and biceps, but it's not meant to be used as a substitute for real power training. This is only a warm up to help get the blood flowing through your veins and get you prepared for the real stuff."

        Stepping to the side DJ gestured for Jason to take the handle. Jason was more than a little bit nervous, usually Furvus was the one who would help him with his exercises, but he had never used this machine before. Most of the time it was with free weights because that was what Furvus preferred. As Jason moved forward, his paws slowly reached out and he grabbed the handle, trying to imitate the way DJ had gripped it at his waist. "No… no, you're gripping it too tightly Jason, loosen your grip a bit or you will make your muscles lock up on you and it will be very painful afterwards." Jason guessed even DJ could see he was a bit anxious, so he simply nodded his head before he began loosening his tight almost vice like grip on the handle.

        Once Jason held it in a way DJ thought was appropriate he began showing him the way of pulling it up the right way. He had to use his shoulders and Biceps rather than his whole upper body to bring the weight up and Jason had to admit it was a bit difficult. Even though he had made a lot of progress since starting his body training, he was still a novice when compared to DJ. It took a good twenty minutes for Jason to get a rhythm going. He wasn't really going faster than when he started, but the movements were much smoother and he didn't need to stop constantly to have his posture corrected. Over the course of that time, Jason had managed to Finish only five sets of eight reps, but by the end of the fifth set he was feeling exhilarated. He could almost feel his heart pumping his veins full of blood as his body grew more active to adjust to the exercise. Once Jason let go of the handle DJ pointed to another machine nearby.

        This machine was a bit different than the one he had just finished working at. However it didn't take a genius to figure out that it was for working on your legs. The walk over there DJ seemed to have more of a spring in his step. It was clear to see that DJ was just as happy showing Jason how to work out his body as he would working on his own. It brought a grin to Jason's face as they stopped at the machine. DJ immediately set about changing the weights, adding more and more until he seemed satisfied with the set amount. "This is called a Leg extension, this will help develop your legs and build up a nice tone of muscle in the quadriceps which is something you really need to make sure is a part of your routine." This time DJ didn't show Jason how to do the exercise, but seeing how straightforward this was, it would just be a waste of time.

        Immediately Jason sat down on the machine and hooked his feet under the cushioned moveable bar. The bar rested comfortably against his shins as he gripped the handles on each side of the seat. DJ placed his hand against Jason's shoulder as he pushed him back a bit so his back rested fully against the back of the seat. "Lift slowly, but focus on only using your legs to do it and focus less on upper body." Jason gave a small nod as he began putting power into his legs. Slowly he began moving his legs up. The weights attached to the bar slowly raising upwards as Jason worked on straightening his legs with the weight on top. Once he reached the top with his legs almost fully straightened he began lowering it back down. "Great... now go again."

        This exercise was harder than Jason had thought. Each set that he did became a little harder as DJ added a little more weight each time. About twenty minutes and five sets of ten later Jason unclenched his hands from the grips. A small amount of sweat had built up on his forehead which he wiped away with his towel before sliding out of the seat. DJ clamped his hand down on Jason's shoulder with a smile. "You're doing great! Now we can get to the fun stuff and really get your body working." Jason felt his grin grow as he gave a big nod of his head.

        "That sounds amazing! What do I start with?" DJ motioned with his hand for Jason to follow as he began moving towards a pair of bars that were sitting unused in the open. When he reached the bar he bent downwards and picked up a couple large weights, each coming to five hundred pounds each and he slid them onto the metal plus and clamped them in place. Jason stood back and watched in awe. Despite DJ having a thousand pounds in hand, he lifted and moved them effortlessly. When DJ stood back up he turned to face Jason again and gestured to the bar with one hand.

        "You are going to work on deadlifts. This relatively simple exercise helps strength many areas of muscle in your chest, your abdomen, your back, legs, hips, and forearms." With that said DJ moved behind the bar and moved into a squatting position. Once he slid his paws onto the metal, fingers gripping the cool metal tightly he breathed in deeply. Then he began rising up, first his legs straightening up, each inch upwards Jason could see the musculature in DJ's legs growing as they flexed. As his legs completely straightened out his torso began doing the same. Although the muscles were not as pronounced, Jason could only marvel at how easy it was to lift something so heavy with almost no effort at all.

        When DJ's back was stood straight and rigid, the bar rested almost comfortably against his thighs, although they didn't sink against body at all. It looked like the bar was resting against chiseled stone rather the thighs of a professional bodybuilder. However the position didn't last long before DJ began lowering his torso again, returning to the bent position before his legs bents forward. Slowly the bar slid off his thighs and was placed on the floor below before his fingers let go and he stood up looking towards Jason who's attention was focused solely on him. "Alright Jason It's time you tried. Let's get you a starting weight and we will see how much you can lift today and see what we can set as a goal for you."

        Jason nodded his head slowly, taking in everything DJ said as his feet had already begin moving towards the bar that was still bare of any weight. Right beside Jason, DJ had already begun looking among the weights and pulled out a couple of two hundred and fifty pound weights. Jason watched almost in a sort of daze as DJ slid the weights on and placed the clamp against each to hold them in place. Shaking his head a bit to get some thoughts moving he almost felt he had to raise his paw to talk. "I uh... DJ... this seems like a lot of weight. I don't know if I can do it." DJ only smiled as he stood up and placed a paw on Jason's shoulder.

        "You have to start somewhere and I need to see just how much you are capable of lifting. Besides I already told you working with me wouldn't be easy. I intend to push you to your limits and break them down." The way he said that sent a shiver down Jason's back as he gave a nervous swallow and slowly bent forward. Fingers wrapping out the metal and holding it tight Jason took in a deep breath as he got ready. "Do just like I did and you will work your body out the best this exercise can. We’re going to do ten reps in each set until you can't go anymore. Now let's get you started." The next forty minutes were grueling for Jason.

        It started simply enough, he found to his surprise that he was able to manage five hundred pounds and even managed as high as six hundred and fifty pounds. However when he got to seven hundred then he began struggling. Each rep felt like his arms were being pulled out of his socket. His body ached from seemingly every muscle in his body. Meanwhile, with each set that Jason did he could only watch in awe when DJ stepped up to his own bar. Easily going from one thousand to six thousand like it was nothing. The desire not to fail in DJs eyes kept him pushing his body as hard as he could, striving to reach at least a thousand. However it didn't happen, when he hit eight hundred his body refused to listen anymore.

        The bar wouldn't move no matter how much he pulled. His muscles flexed with the strain of pulling, but he eventually had to concede. As he let go of the bar, he stumbled back and sat down wiping off his forehead and neck with his towel, though the small movements made his arms feel like rubber and he had to let them go. Jason watched in awe as DJ finished his last set of reps at seven thousand and give hundred pounds. Each rep that went up showed that it was no small feat. His body rippled with the pure unhindered power that was contained in his flesh. Veins snaked all over his arms and neck. His biceps, though stretched out with his arms fully extended were nothing short of incredible. Swollen with raw power and veins throbbing and they pumped blood through the muscle as DJ lifted that final rep before setting down the bar. As he let go the muscles began relaxing, but it was like watching it in slow motion. The veins slowly receding back under the skin as the muscles slowly returned to their relaxed state.

        Jason leaned back against the side of a workout machine as he tried to relax, but his whole body felt like it was throbbing with pain. As he sat forward with a sigh he felt DJ's paw grasp his forearm and lift it up and Jason had to bite his lip to suppress a small groan at the discomfort brought on by the movement. "Jason... you pushed yourself too hard. You shouldn't have tried to lift so much, you've overworked your muscles and that's dangerous." Jason tried to shrug his shoulders, but they felt weak and he struggled to move them.

        "I didn't want to disappoint you. I wanted to show you I could work hard and get stronger." DJ knelt down right in front of Jason and stared him in the eyes. The intensity of his gaze almost made Jason flinch, but he didn't look away. If he did, he was sure he would probably disappoint DJ. After a moment DJ sighed and stood back up, offering Jason a paw. As Jason reached out and grasped it, DJ pulled bringing him up to a stand, but he felt woozy on his feet.

        "Jason you did fine just getting to seven hundred pounds, I'd noticed you had started struggling there, but I would have thought you'd know when to stop. It takes a very long time to get as strong as I am and it'll take longer if you push yourself too hard. You'll damage the muscle instead of making it grow stronger, which means you'll be weaker than when you started." Jason tilted his head down as DJ began moving him away from the bars as he set about stripping them of their weight.

        "I'm sorry. I just didn't want to look like I couldn't handle myself." It was a quiet for a moment as DJ put away the weights and returned the bars to how he found them before he looked at Jason. When Jason looked up at him DJ shook his head a little.

        "It's ok Jason, you don't have to lift like me to be able to take care of yourself. There is more to it than just big muscles. The sooner you figure that out, the sooner you will be able to enjoy working out and get stronger without pushing it too hard. Now let's head out of here. You need to relax so your muscles can recover, I don't think you damaged them. But you will be pretty sore for the next week."

        "I hope it's not that long.. I feel like I stepped in front of a car." DJ simply shook his head as he helped Jason ducked out of the way of passing body builders. The gym had gotten more active since they had gotten there so the noise level and the people they had to pass by had increased greatly. It was more like they were running through an obstacle course than just leaving a workout room in a gym. Soon enough though they passed through the changing room doors. Despite the number of new people having shown up, the locker room was still pretty quiet and DJ helped Jason sit down on one of the benches to relax for a minute.

        It only took a couple minutes for DJ to get his things together and to grab the gym bag from Jason's locker. As he set the bags down he handed Jason his things and helped him stand up. "Normally you would get changed here, but I think you need to relax for a little bit before you start moving around. It's going to hurt badly if you start trying to move around. So I think you should come rest at my place." Jason shook his head a bit as he shouldered the bag, though with a bit of difficulty.

        "I don't want to be burden. I'm sure I can get go home and relax, It's not that far away." Jason didn't even get to start walking before DJ had his thick arm holding Jason still. Jason knew better than to struggle, since it would be pointless seeing that DJ could lift thousands of pounds, so compared to that Jason wouldn't be much of a challenge.

        "No can do. My bro wouldn't be happy if something happened to you. Besides we don't hang out very often, so it’s a perfect to just relax at my house and chat. Come on my house isn't that far." Jason blew out a soft sigh before nodding his head. It would be nice to sit down and talk to him. Jason looked at both Furvus and DJ as role models. They were the type of people he wants to be. Strong, kind and caring. "Great. Let's get going then, the sooner we get there the sooner you can take a load off and ease those muscles."

        Jason felt a smile break across his face as they began moving. When they passed the front desk, the receptionist smiled and waved before we stepped outside. The bright sunshine forced Jason to a squint a bit as they turned to the left and began walking down the sidewalk together. The walk really didn't last that long. DJ had been right when he said that his house wasn't that far. It was a little further away that his motorbike shop, but it was fairly nice. Even though he lived closer to the city, he had a nice looking yard, soft lush looking grass, a young growing tree basking in the sunshine. As they moved up the steps, DJ reached into his bag to pull out a set of keys and he pushed it into the lock and twisted it and the door swung open as the knob turned.

        Jason had never been to DJ's house before and didn't really know what to expect. It was very cozy to say the least. Bright and vibrant and inviting. Ashamed as Jason was to admit, he hadn't expected the house to be so... well clean. He expected a lot of workout equipment, not gleaming kitchen counters that still had a fresh smell of a fresh wash in cleaning agents. As Jason stopped inside the kitchen, he shoulder felt the now familiar grasp of DJ's paw on it and it tugged gently. "Come on Jason, you can relax in my living room you can take a load off." Jason merely nodded as he took the steps forward with DJ who slowly let his hand slip as Jason got moving. The living room had a nice padded carpet and the chairs and couch were padded. The looked so soft and Jason bet you could easily fall asleep there if you weren't Careful.

        Jason decided to pick the couch to relax on. Nice and plump and as he sat down it was if someone decided to tie down his legs because they weren't going to move for a while. They felt like lead to him. "Ahh... your house is really nice. And this couch man I could pass out here easily." DJ merely laughed as he nodded his head approvingly.

        "You can if you want I don't mind. I can just call Furvus to come get you later on. But before you try to sleep you should drink a protein shake. It will help your muscles have an easier time in recovering." Jason shrugged his shoulders a bit as he leaned his bead back a bit, eyes following DJ as he moved back towards the kitchen.

        "You sure you don't mind? I can walk home if you want me to. It's not that far." A couple minutes passed by in silence, though Jason could hear faint noises coming from the kitchen. When DJ came back again he had two glasses of a murky looking mixture, though one had already been drank out of. As he handed Jason the full glass he shook his head smiling,

        "I don't mind you're always welcome over here." Jason felt a smile spread over his face as he took his first swallow. He’d had protein shakes before, but he never got used to that chalky texture it had to it. It was like drinking wet sand. It dragged on his throat as it went down, but at least he'd gotten used to the taste. As he tilted the glass back to take another swallow he pulled the glass back to let the mixture settle in his stomach a bit before taking another drink.

        "Thanks. I'm really glad I got to work out with you today. It was amazing seeing you in action." DJ grinned as he polished off his own shake and took a seat next to Jason on the couch.

        "Glad you enjoyed the show, It was good to see how far you're coming along too. I'm impressed with how much you could lift today." Jason tilted his cup back to finish off his shake before setting it down. His smile waned a little bit as he nodded his head. He could see the subtle change in DJ's emotion even before he opened his muzzle. "What's wrong?"

        Jason sighed a little bit as he shook his head, absentmindedly rubbing his biceps. "It's nothing... just I feel like I’m making such slow progress. Compared to everyone else around me who works out, you all seem to be breaking through new maxes every other week, but me? I've barely broken my maxes in a couple months. I just feel... like I'm not living up to my potential..." DJ had a sad expression on his face as he scooted in closer to shoulder hug Jason.

        "Come on don't be like that. You just started lifting this year. My big wolf bro and I have been doing it for years, same with Paul Henry. Logan has been working out for almost two years now it just takes time. It's not like we just grew big overnight. It has taken years of hard work to get where we are now. You can get here too, just stop putting so much pressure on yourself. You'll get here I promise." Jason lifted his head up a bit and a smile broke through the frown.

        "Do you think so?" DJ's grin blossomed back into full as he nodded his head.

        "I'm sure of it. You keep at it and you'll have arms like these in no time." DJ brought up his right arm as he flexed. The definition, which was already amazing before now exploded with the raw ferocity that could only come from years of dedication. The vascularity had Jason staring in amazement as the veins bulged almost like spider webs all over the bicep. Each heartbeat made the veins throb as they pushed his blood throughout that massive muscle. Jason sucked in a deep breath as DJ straightened his arm out and curled it again a few times. It was almost like watching a dance as the veins pushed and pulled with the skin and fur.

        "Wow..." DJ brought his arms closer as he bent his arm again, letting the bicep extend to its full peak.

        "Go ahead and feel it if you want to." Jason swallowed nervously as he moved his right paw upwards the bicep. It hung almost limply in the air for a moment before it laid against the bicep, inciting a small breath from DJ. Slowly Jason began squeezing the bicep, putting more pressure on it over time. No matter how hard he squeezed, the muscle refused to give any yield at all. It was like trying to crush a bar of iron in his hand. As he moved his paw up and down along the bicep, he started using his fingers to press down on the veins and rub them back into the skin. A low pleasured growl began building up in DJ's throat going from soft to a deep rumbling in his chest. "Ohh... you really have a way with your paws."

        A soft little grunt flittered from Jason's mouth as his paw moved away from DJ's bicep. "T-thanks. I just... well I really like how your muscles feel. It's incredible how powerful they are." As the word left Jason's mouth DJ's grin grew just a little more as he moved his left arm off Jason's shoulder and flexed it for him. Words couldn't describe how amazed Jason was at the incredible vascular muscles, from his biceps and triceps, to his forearms and his shoulders. It had muscle so finely cut you'd think they'd been crafted by a sculptor.

        "Well, why not take another long feel. I really enjoyed your massage myself." Jason's paws slowly rose up, but froze in midair.

        "Are you sure?" DJ nodded as he moved his flexed arm closer to Jason's paws.

        "Absolutely. I wouldn't have offered if I didn't want it." Jason's paws began moving again, each one clamping down on one side of DJ's arm. Moving the paws in different directions, Jaws started prodding the massive muscles, pushing against the muscles, trying to sink his fingers into them, but to no avail. However DJ was really getting into it, moving his arm a little bit at a time he straightened out his arm, growling loudly in pleasure. Jason was really enjoying the feel of DJ's muscles. It wasn't like anything he'd really felt before. As Jason's paws slid up the arm to the shoulder DJ let his right arm relax as he grasped Jason's right paw. "Easy, before we go any further, let me at least return the favor."

        Jason shook his head a little embarrassed as his hands slipped off DJ. "N-No its ok you don't have to." DJ lifted Jason's right arm and cupped his relaxed bicep.

        "But I want to. It's only fair you get the same treatment Now let's see how big your bicep is when it's flexed." Jason gave a small swallow before he nodded his head. Despite the irritation from the workout nagging at him, he took in a breath and flexed. His biceps weren't nearly as large as DJs was, but they weren't nothing to simply dismiss either. Seventeen inches put him above the average of body builders his age, but when compared to someone like DJ he wasn't even close yet. "Mm... your biceps are already nice and big and will continue to grow if you work out right." As his fingers slide over Jason's bicep, he began to squeeze gently. His fingers sank in a little against the muscle, but that was to be expected considering his almost immeasurable strength could easily squeeze Jason's muscles.

        Without missing a beat he began a slow drag of his fingers up and down the muscle, gently kneading into the underside of the bicep. This caused Jason to let out a small gasp, though more from a surprisingly pleasurable feeling than any real discomfort. To Jason it was like his muscle was having all the tension being kneading out of it like a baker would knead air from dough. "O-ohh... T...this is incredible!" As DJ gripped Jason's shoulder and began squeezing it, Jason couldn't help his arm slowly going limp. It felt some comfortable to just let it rest there while DJ had stood up. As he lifted his gaze up to meet DJ's he felt the pressure return as DJ began using both paws to slowly squeeze and push on Jason's shoulders, digging his fingers into the muscle and working out the ache. "How... how did you learn to massage this good?"

        "I've had a lot of practice... now do me a favor and flex your other bicep." Bringing his arm up, Jason flexed his left bicep. Just as before DJ went straight to work. He dug his fingers into the sore muscle, working out the tension from the overdone deadlift. Within a few moments, Jason's muscles felt so relaxed and he felt so calm and happy. When Jason tilted his gaze downwards, he noticed how close DJ's torso was to him. And almost like under a spell, he raised up his right paw and pressed it against his pecs. A soft growl of approval vibrated up from DJ's throat. "It's been a while since I had a chest massage, feel free to take as long as you want.” Jason nodded his head almost as if he were hypnotized and began to push against the muscles. Despite pressing both paws against the pillow like pecs, the muscles did not budge at all, but DJ was certainly enjoying the feeling.

        Each time Jason dragged his fingers across the muscles DJ let out an appreciative growl and begin moving his own paws towards Jason's chest. Minute after minute ticked by in silence, aside from pleasured grunts from both men. It was hard for Jason to keep up with DJ's masterful massages, but he tried his best. He could feel his muscles unwinding from the tight knots they'd bundled themselves into. When Jason's fingers begin losing their grip with DJs pecs the large fox chuckled before pushing Jason's paws down and squatted until he was on his knees in front of Jason.

        "I think you should take a break and let me keep going." Jason could only nod slightly as his eyes fluttered shut and he leaned his head back against the couch. Soon the strong warm grasp of DJs paws were attached to each thigh and slowly they began to squeeze. Methodically, almost like clockwork DJ began to dig his fingers into his legs. To Jason this was like heaven. It was one of the most amazing massages he'd ever gotten and as DJ worked his fingers lower, caressing each vascular strand of muscle as he tirelessly dug into the muscles. Inch by inch DJ's fingers slipped downward until they were digging at Jason's ankles before they reluctantly parted from his flesh. As Jason tilted his opened his eyes and looked down DJ was staring at him with a grin. "How was that?" Jason rolled his head a bit before placing his own paws on DJs shoulders.

        "It was amazing. I've never felt anything like that before." As DJ rose to his full height, he pivoted a bit before sitting down right next to Jason again and slung an arm over his shoulder.

        "Glad you enjoyed it. I certainly enjoyed that massage you gave me. Any chance I could get another sometime?" Jason laughed as he nodded his head excitedly.

        "I'd love to. I really enjoyed giving the massage almost as much as I did getting the massage." Right then a rather loud yawn managed to pry its way out of Jason. As if mirroring Jason, DJ let out a small yawn himself. Jason had the feeling that DJ took naps regular to keep his body full of energy and to give his body time to recover from a hard workout. Slowly DJ hooked his paw under Jason's arm and stood up, slowly helping the tired wolf to his feet, though it was more of a struggle. To Jason, his limbs felt like they were putty, each one weak and slow to response. "Sorry... I guess I'm more tired than I thought. That massage took it out of me." DJ smiled sheepishly as he shook his head a bit.

        "It's fine. I think I might have relaxed your muscles too much. So now the all-important question is do you want to sleep here or rest in a bed?" Jason shrugged his shoulders a bit as he forced himself to remain standing as straight as he could.

        "I'm fine with the couch. I've spent a lot of time sleeping on the couch before so it's nothing new. Although I do like enjoying the time I get when I can sleep in a bed and I think my sore muscles could use something soft and warm to sleep on." DJ smile as he began the first few steps away from the couch and towards a nice clean hallway dimly lit by the sun. The walls were a crisp looking white and the soft carpet underneath felt soothing to Jason's aching feet. As the reached the end of the hall it split off into three directions. One switched over to a gleaming white tiled floor. It didn't take Jason more than a few seconds to know that was the bathroom. As his head lifted up a bit he noticed a dark bedroom with the door shut partially, but open enough to see a clean unused bed sitting against the back wall. As they neared the door Jason's paw almost reflexively went to open the door leading to the dark bedroom, but was a bit surprised when DJ turned to the right leading to a bedroom that wasn't as clean. It had bright blue walls with a large wooden dresser sitting directly on the left next to a smaller door that Jason assumed was a closet where he kept coats and other more important clothes and items.

        Sitting on top of the dresser was a TV, it was fairly large, but it looked almost brand new. With the cord tied up in a bundle next to the back of the set, Jason figured it didn't get that much usage However across from the dresser sat a large very plush looking bed. With a large fluffy red blanket sitting messily on top of some softer blue colored sheets Jason knew that this was DJs bed. Jason figured DJ was the type to keep the place nice and clean, but he figured that the bed probably would require being straightened more often than DJ had the time to do every night and every time he got up from resting during the day. Sprawled out at the foot of the bed in the floor sat a couple pairs of tee shirts and jeans of various colors. As we approached the bed Jason felt DJ's grip loosen a bit before his paw came slipping from and he let his arm drop.

        On his own Jason had a bit of trouble remaining standing, but he managed to stay upright enough to remain almost level with DJ's shoulders. "You don't have to give me your bed. I'm fine with the guest bed. I'll even clean it up before I leave." DJ merely shook his head before gesturing toward the bed with one of his paws. Looking down, the bed really looked very inviting to Jason. The blanket was just a couple shades darker than Jason's hair and as he reached a paw out to grasp it, it felt very warm. Sitting in the sunlight had kept it nice and cozy and Jason slowly sank down as he knees pressed down on the bed. It took all his willpower not to collapse right then. It felt like the perfect combination of soft and warm, it was really a wonder to his aching body and he managed to scoot in enough to slip under the blanket.

       "Hey it's fine, I figured this would be better. That bedroom is sitting in the shade most of the time, so it's usually pretty cold unlike my room. I got a new heater installed and the nice clear windows help keep it nice and warm during the winter." Jason smiled as he began settling in. The bed was enough to put him out almost instantly if it wasn't for DJ talking to him. However when he felt a heavy weight press down in the bed behind him, it roused him enough to flip onto his back to turn his head. DJ's arms wrapped themselves around Jason and pulled him in close, leaving him more than a little flustered.

        "I... I uh.. w-what are... you doing?" DJ leaned his head in and pressed his nose against Jason's cheek and rubbed it gently. It seemed so casual, but it threw Jason totally off guard.

        "I am just getting comfortable. I thought you wanted a cozy warm bed to sleep in. Well so did I. I figured this would be a nice way to help keep us both warm." Jason wanted to open his mouth to argue a bit, but with a tug, Jason's head was now resting securely against DJ's large muscular chest. It killed off any sense of doubt he had about sleeping like this as the grips of sleep began to drag him in.

        "O...okay..." As his eyes began drifting shut, he felt a small growl of content vibrating DJ's chest. It was very soothing and in no time Jason had drifted to sleep.