Pit stop
So, here we are with a commission a random furry wanted. It's not -quite- in my wheelhouse, but, hay, any port in a storm!
Here we find my character, Hazarath, on a long road trip, and then he finds himself about to piss his pants! ..then cue the story!
I am open for small commissions like this, feel free to reach out if you'd like to see your character(s) do a nice quick unf thingy like this!
Most importantly, thanks for reading!
Hazarath was on one hell of a road trip. He took it upon himself to use his weekend off to see his friend that was two states over, the dragon just cruising on the highways and byways, just having himself a good 'ol time. Tunes blasting, light traffic, and wonderful weather. He had plenty going for him, even nice views of the countryside! He was having a blast. He pops open another cold soda as he keeps on driving, and chugs it down. Mmm... nothing like a frosty cold soda to go with a wonderful day like this.
Before too long, the floorboard on the passenger's side had quite a few soda cans. After all, gotta drink them while they are still cold! Thirty or so miles down the road, a certain urge started to strike him, and he looked at the road signs until he noted what he was looking for; a rest stop exit. He already drove for quite a few hours, and the sun was long down, the durg wanting to push through that Friday afternoon and night to visit his friend and turn around to be back in the office Monday.
Soon he is all but bursting, the dragon panting some as he rushes to park his car and hop out. It was strangely dead quiet, and only a few light sources... but, he didn't care. He just needed to go. NOW! So he storms to the building that has the washroom signs on them, still surprised there is no one around, but at this rate who cares!
He opens the door to the restroom, trying to barge in to find the first urinal, starting to undo his fly... But then he's stopped by a purple kobold, sitting on his knees, the male seemingly soaked in something... The 'bold was reeking of a truck stop bathroom. He's sitting completely nude, in a public restroom, by a highway, his little nuts and dick hanging out, growing firmer by the newcomer's appearance.
The kobold looks up to the dragon and licks his muzzle.
"Gotta piss bad, huh?"
The dragon chuckles and nods. "What gave it away, me trying to fiddle with my pants or the fact I stormed into a men's room?" He can't help but tease.
"..far 'nuff. Listen. You can just use a boring urinal over there, or..." He reaches for his wallet, surprisingly still dry, and pulls out a $20 and $5 bill. "..you can just use my mouth. You get your release, and you get paid for it."
The dragon kinda blank stares, and looks, squirming in place... then he just shrugs, and pulls down his zipper the rest of the way to pull out his nuts and sheath with one paw, then grabs the money with the other as he stuffs it into his pocket. It's strange, but, whatever.
The first thing that the 'bold likely gets is a whiff of nothing but funk! Seems the durg's one of those long haul fellas, dragon musk a-plenty! The smell is almost overpowering, the dragon seems to have come -right- from work, and jumped in his car to drive to his friend. He grips his dick, making sure to hang those fat nuts of his as far out as they can to get some air.
"You are one sick fuck, but, fine."
The dragon is met with a smile on that muzzle, then he opens wide as he lets his tongue hang out. The purple one grabs onto the durg's legs for support, cuing the dragon... Guess he's going to do this. He starts via hefting his dick, and flopping it onto that tongue.
There's a twitch and a few dribbles of piss. The dragon's not a stranger to pissing in muzzle, and his limp dick is soon greeted with lips enveloping him. Mmm, there's that warmth he loves. He spreads his legs, taking his stance to get ready to hose down that tongue tickling his shaft to tease him.
"Oh, fuck, just a sec... ah, damn, here we... GO, ahhh..."
The dragon warns, giving that purple one last moment to second guess... but, then it's too late. There's a loud groan, and a satisfied sigh as there's a FAT, powerful surge of piss flowing into that muzzle. The arch is so strong, there's likely splattering heard from the back of the throat of the 'bold. Surprisingly... for that moment, anywho, he hears fast chugging, and seems he's keeping up with his heavy stream, but there are moments of hesitation on the kobold's part, seeming like he's having issues with that heavy bounty of dragon piss spilling over his tongue...
The dragon didn't expect to be pissing in a welcoming muzzle this trip, so that drink is bitter, and smells to high heaven. It's clear the dragon has had nothing but junk food and soda all day. The dragon just holds that head in his lap, not caring as that mouth soon overflows, and starts to leak over the 'bold's chest, torso, and prolly his junk. He doesn't care. He needed to piss, and the kobold paid for it, so, fuck it.
He keeps that strong, powerful stream flowing, the dragon clearly holding on to likely the last moment, bladder emptying into the living urinal's mouth. This fat, barely palatable stream of hot, rank dragon piss goes on for a good solid minute. And just when that stream is starting to show signs of quitting, he lets go of that head and steps back a few feet.
He takes it upon himself to just soak the head and upper body of that bird as he lets that stream start to weaken, and then he's done. He walks up and smacks that scaly face with his dick a few times to get rid of any splatter, and he steps back once again as he admires what he did to the 'bold... gods, is he soaked.
The dragon can't help but idly play with himself a bit, the ordeal is actually kinda... hot. So, he just nonchalantly starts pumping his dick in front of the random stranger, his other paw grabbing his phone as he starts to watch some porn and whatnot. He suspects the 'bold won't mind, and he's soon proven correct as the purple, well, now more yellow 'bold opens his mouth, shuffling a bit closer.
The dragon doesn't take long, seemingly to open one of his favorite clips as he strokes, and before too long, he's hit his limit. He only aims that dick away from himself, not caring to aim or whatever, just enjoying that climax hits. The dragon only catches a glimpse of that open mouth as the 'bold quickly latches on. Haz feels his dick is slurped over, the drake letting his cock go as the 'bold bobs a few times, getting fat, thick wads of durg nut splattered all over his tongue, and into the back of his throat. There's plenty for him to enjoy as those nuts empty, the orbs clinging tight to his shaft as the 'living urinal turns cum sock.
He can't see, or care to see, but that 'bold was pumping his dick hard and fast, even more as that cum soaks on his tongue... and he moans out himself, spraying wads of nut on the cold, very wet floor. After Haz is done nutting, he cockslaps the 'bold a tad more, then he just zips up, and walks away to the sink, washing his paws before grabbing a fair bit of towels... almost a few too many.
"Well, there you are, and thanks for the money. I'll be sure to stop by on my return trip. Sunday night?"
After he finishes up, he'd walk over, toss the towels on him like a trash can, hawk up a big 'ol spitball, and spits on the 'bold's face.
"That's for sticking around for next time, looser."
Then he opens the door, walking out before he pauses, looking back, and shakes his head as he walks out.
"Man, what a sick fuck..." He'd say loudly to make sure he hears it as he leaves the yellow stained 'bold to marinate. It's clear the stained male is enjoying himself, the last view of him was on all fours, licking the floor as he strokes his dick, then the door closes.
Haz walks out to his car, noting a large stallion slamming his door to his car parked beside him as he runs over to the bathroom he just left, the drake is unable to help but to watch a moment. The next thing he hears is the stallion yelling, 'What the fuck!?!' ..but as he pulls away, he doesn't see anyone leave... he imagines the 'bold trying to keep up with a horse's full bladder as the durg gets back on the road, looking back in his rearview... Well, business must be good...