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Out of the Blue

By Zrathie

A coyote ran down the hall. His breath came out in short pants. The cool flooring bit into his black foot paws. He darted around a corner. He stopped to look behind him. His eyes searched the corridor. The coast was clear. He felt bad for leaving the undertrained shop assistant in charge of the store but matters were getting quite urgent. The glossy flooring shone brightly under the fluorescent lighting.

The coyote clutched his crotch with a hand paw. He crossed his legs tightly. His desire to be responsible was beginning to be surpassed by his need to piss. He knew that he had to hold it just a little longer. He remembered the time early in his retail career when he lost the battle with his bladder. He had flooded his pants in front of a line of Christmas shoppers. That was the end of that job and a mistake he didn't want to repeat.

At first, it had just been a gentle reminder that he needed to visit the bathroom but it had been growing steadily as time passed. He had to move. It didn't help his bladder urges. The full feeling made him shiver. His shop assistant didn't know how to do returns so he had to hurry. He had almost been late to work and he had to open so he had to be on time. His boss would be informed if he didn't type in the access code into the security console as part of the opening routines.

He had been holding his bladder all morning unable to get away. He had to wait for his shop assistant to begin his shift. The shop assistant wasn't pleased to be left in charge but he would have been less pleased if he had to clean up a piss puddle. He took off again running down the hall and into a men's restroom. He hadn't been in this back section in a while but it was the closest open restroom that he could find. His bladder was screaming for relief. He could only hold on a little while longer before he would have to let go. It wasn't a question of will but of biological necessity.

He entered the small restroom in the staff only section of the mall. He opened the room's only toilet stall door. His eyes widened. Instead of a toilet or urinal, there was something else entirely. A completely nude Arctic wolf. He was crouching down. His hand paws were cuffed behind him attached to an O ring mounted on the wall. He was gagged with a ring gag with the strapping wrapped behind his muzzle. The floor sloped slightly downwards towards a drain.

The pure white wolf didn't seem distressed by his imprisonment, in fact, his pinkish red penis was semi-erect poking out from his sheath. He must be here somewhat willingly he wasn't screaming for help through his gag or struggling in the slightest. Harry realized his jaw was wide open almost as wide as the wolf's gagged one.

Harry crossed his legs tightly as a powerful wave of desperation serged up from his bladder. He was standing in front of an Arctic wolf where a toilet should be. First things first he had to piss. He looked around the small room. There was a sink that he could use. He went over to the sink. With shaking hand paws he unzipped the fly on his shorts and pulled his sheath from inside his underwear.

Muffled cries sounded from the Arctic wolf. He didn't seem happy with the coyote's choice of the impromptu urinal over him.

"You don't really want me to piss on you, do you?" asked Harry. This situation was so surreal. He couldn't hold it much longer to go to another restroom. It was here or in his shorts.

The Arctic wolf nodded his head and looked up at the coyote with pleading eyes. Evidently, he wanted just that. Harry sucked in a breath. He had never done something so kinky before. It was so strange this wolf wanted to be pissed on. The idea alone was so naughty. Harry felt a heat rise to his cheeks. Should he do it?

Harry walked over to the Arctic wolf. He looked down into the wolf's purple eyes looking for any doubt or hesitation. He found none the wolf wanted it after all. He was going to do it. He aimed his sheath towards the wolf's chest. An urgent jet of piss shot out from his sheath. It was as if it was an orgasm. It sprayed the centre of the wolf's chest the powerful jet was spraying in all directions. The quiet restroom was interrupted by the loud hissing noise. He clamped shut for a brief moment checking to see how the lupine was reacting. The wolf seemed to be loving the attention. His purple eyes were bright and he let out a sensual moan.

His powerful stream commenced he just couldn't hold it any longer. The coyote's bladder was packed full of piss. The new larger jet of piss shot from his sheath. The hissing stream was cascading down the wolf's body coating his fur changing it from perfect white to yellow where his stream landed. Steam began to rise from the warm fluid as it reacted to the cool air. As Harry continued to pee his cock engorged. It was now in a semi-hard state. The bright pinkish red penis emerging from its sheath. This had never happened before. He never became aroused just by pissing. He armed lower for the wolf's semi-hard prick. The wolf needed attention as well.

The coyote moaned it was such a relief to let go. The stream splashed over the Arctic wolf's cock and balls. The wolf must have loved it because he began to grow fully erect. His thick wolf cock standing at attention as warm piss dripped down over his balls. Harry's own cock had only grown harder with most of his length coming out. Harry's knot was still trapped inside his sheath. It pushed at his sheath but stayed hidden. His stream had finally ceased. He sucked in urgent breaths as he looked around making sure he was still alone with the wolf.

Harry shook his cock twice letting the last drops of piss land on the tiles. His cock twitched as he watched his urine pool down to the drain under the Arctic wolf's pink paw pads. The wolf was soaked and he was panting with an animalistic lust. Harry stood there trying to get a hold of his own lust. All he could do was stare at the wolf's thick red rocket glisten under the fluorescent lights. The sound of the wolf's panting breaths didn't help keep the lusty thoughts from his mind. It was so erotic being lusted after.

Harry slowly slid his hand paw up against his erection and pumped it back down slowly savouring the sensation. It wasn't just a mechanical function to get rid of an annoyance but deep pleasure. He stroked himself slowly and deeply. His took in deep breaths and he worked his shaft. This was so wrong he didn't know this dude at all and here he was playing with herself in front of him. He just couldn't stop he was much too excited. He couldn't go back to the store with a massive boner.

It didn't take long for his open fly to become a hindrance. He looked around again and unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his top button on his shorts. His belt buckle clattered loudly on the tiled floor as he dropped his shorts. He flinched at the noise. His red rocket bouncing as he did so. He couldn't make too much noise he had to be careful. He was already being so naughty he didn't want to bring attention to himself. He returned a hand paw to his shaft and gave it some more strokes.

The coyote relaxed as he continued to pump. The lustful hungry gaze of the submissive wolf putting him at ease. He wasn't doing something that the wolf didn't like because the wolf's cock was still hard and at attention. He wanted his coyote cream as much as his musky piss. He was safe to indulge as long as he didn't take too long. He increased his pace. Stroking his coyote cock faster. Pre-cum leaked from its tip to be lapped up into his paw pads as they stroked.

He let out a contented groan as he bucked his hips into the welcoming grip of his hand paw. As much as he wanted to savour the sensations he knew he couldn't mess around. Anyone could just walk in on him. He stroked his slickened cock faster. He was panting and his chest was heaving he pumped.

Yes, there it was, the pleasure. That's what he needed. He felt the long surpassed urge beginning the mount as he continued to paw. The room was filled with wet slapping sounds emanating from the slick coyote prick as it was stroked and squeezed. Cum bubbled up from the coyote's balls until it shot from his cock at the start of his climax.

Jet after jet of cum pulsed onto the wolf's muzzle. He let go of his coyote cock as it continued to erupt. It was a great relief to be free of his boiling desire. Seeing this hot subby wolf wanting his hot coyote piss had driven him to forget all his usual modesty. The wolf's muzzle now had zig zags of coyote cum coating it.

"That's more than two shakes." came a voice.

Harry jumped into the air and flung himself around to face whoever had spoken. His knotted cock slapped on his thigh as he came to a stop. It was a black and white badger. His amber eyes carried a hint of amusement rather than disgust. He was dressed in a tan work shirt and black slacks. It took awhile for the coyote to catch his breath. There was no hiding his state with his coyote prick at full attention and his shorts and underwear were between his foot paws.

The badger walked across the room and stood next to the Harry.

"So you have met my piss pet." he said.

The coyote was too shocked to reply. His canine knot locked his cock out in the open air. It would stay this way for a while longer despite his wishes.

The badger reached down and undid his fly and took his sheath from his slacks. He pissed into the Arctic wolf's head fur just as casually as he was just a urinal. He wasn't at all shy about what he was doing. He was standing right next to Harry. The badger's cock was semi-hard as he emptied his bladder.

"Judging by the creamy mess you left you certainly enjoyed yourself." The badger said.

He looked down at the Arctic wolf. Harry's cum was being rinsed away by the badger's stream of piss.

"I-I d-don't normally do anything like this." Harry said suddenly aware of what he had just done.

"That's why I just love these public scenes. Seeing how another reacts when confronted by my eager piss pet. You did well. You didn't wuss out by pissing in the sink and you didn't suppress your excitement." said the badger.

Harry returned his sheath into his shorts and underwear. He was glad to at least have control over his cock again. He had to find a way out of this situation it was getting quite awkward.

Harry jumped. The badger had grabbed his rear.

"You're all jumpy little coyote." said the badger.

Harry stammered something unintelligible.

The badger locked his had paw around the base of Harry's tail. He gave it a squeeze.

"Have you ever been pissed on? I bet you'd like it. I can tell the subby coyotes a mile off." said the badger.

"N-no." squeaked Harry.

"Well, I can strap you up in a similar setup as piss wolf back at my club. You can experience it for yourself. Here, Take my card." said the badger.

The badger released the coyote's tail and slipped a business card into the coyote's hand. Harry wasted no time and got out of the restroom. Once he was outside he looked down at the card. The name on the card read "Out of the Blue" written in gold on a navy blue background on the other side was an address and phone number.

This was something he would have to look into. The arctic wolf's lusty expression lingered on his mind. He had not felt so alive in quite some time. Perhaps the badger was right this could be something he would like to do.