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"What? No, I would never, are you crazy?" The red coon hound spouted. He was so tight-knit and always making me feel like I'm too outgoing.

"Oh, c'mon Charlie. You never take any risks." I whined slightly.

"Aiden, calm yourself. You're telling me you would honestly let a stranger suck you off in some disease infested bathroom?"

"Well...when you put it like that...maybe!" I laughed.

He smiled. "You're a lunatic, but I love you."

Being a Belgian Malinois I think I'm allowed to be a little crazy. We shepherds are allotted a certain amount of fearlessness. I slumped in the red booth seat, full from the meal. It was a little late, but it was also my birthday and I wanted breakfast for dinner. Plus I had a coupon for all you can eat pancakes. You don't pass up such an opportunity. Ever.

My mate had to work late that day and I wasn't about to eat alone, especially on my birthday, so I waited. We hurried to the diner specified on the scrap I cut from the Sunday paper. They were just about to close, but I explained what day it was for me and they graciously opened their doors to me.

"Twenty-first, hmm? Shouldn't you be out getting wasted?" The waiter asked with a confused look on his face.

"I can do that any day. Right now I want flapjacks." I smirked.

"Comin' right up." He said smiling and shaking his head.

At the end of the meal I hadn't eaten all I could, but I was still satisfied. If I wasn't already afraid they'd spit in my food for keeping them late I would have had a lot more. I saved a few single serving jams 'cause they're better than the stuff we normally buy and thanked the waiter and hugged him for his generosity. As we walked out Charlie held out his keys and pressed a button to unlock his car.

"Wanna go for a walk?" I suggested.

"At this time of night? Do you want to get mugged?"

I huffed. "There's two of us. We can take 'em." I said playfully and wagged my tail.

"Ha," He chuckled dryly. "I suppose I like those odds."

We didn't get too far down the sidewalk before I heard the fast paced techno beat of my favorite song. It was muffled by the walls of the nightclub, but I would recognize it anywhere. I wanted desperately to go in. Charlie didn't take much persuading since he had the next day off and he could sleep in. I danced and drank whatever fruity drink the barkeep suggested. So many furs were moving the building seemed to breathe. Yet it was still hot enough to make me regret wearing skinny jeans. Luckily I was wearing a loose top. It was white with gray stripes and exposed my shoulders.

At one point I wasn't sure if I was dancing or if there was so much dancing around me that I just moved with the crowd. The air became too stuffy to breathe so I tried to tell Charlie that I was going to the bathroom, but I'm not sure that he understood me over the music. He just nodded and I left to locate some salvation from the abrasive environment. Thank God the restroom had air conditioning. Still, I felt restrained in my jeans. I hid in the last stall and peeled them off of me. It felt so nice to let my legs bask in the cold air. I scritched and ruffled my sandy fur. As I sat on the toilet I stretched out and relaxed, if only for a moment. I thought I heard someone come in, but I didn't really pay attention.

There were slow steady footsteps echoing near me. The fear that I could be too drunk grew as the steps seemed to zero in on me. The stall next to me was opened and closed. Suddenly my attention was drawn to the gaping hole I had amazingly managed to overlook. A gray paw appeared through it, finger extended. I wrapped my had over my mouth to keep from exclaiming in whatever way it is that intoxicated sheps exclaim in. I thought he knew I was there so I reached out and grabbed it to acknowledge his small advance. It disappeared and I heard a belt unbuckle. I relaxed a little thinking he would leave me alone now. Because in a drunken logic that's how it works: you grab a stranger's finger and they don't anything more.

Except for placing their genitalia through the aforementioned hole. A sizable cock jutted out next to me. I-I almost didn't want to, but I felt drawn to it. The distance between us shortened almost without my knowing. The musky scent was intoxicating. Or was that the appletini I had only ten minutes earlier? It drooped slightly due to it's weight. I touched the tip, raising it to nose level. My mouth watered more than I'd like to admit. I played with it in the more innocent sense of the phrase. I could feel his heartbeat in it while I gripped it lightly and slid my furry palms against the exposed skin. I bit my lower lip. A small conflict boiled inside, but I closed my eyes and leaned in.

I licked and sucked at everything that was exposed. The thick slab of what I presumed was canine dick rested on my tongue. I savored the taste and moved back and forth slowly drawing unintelligible mutterings from the other side. Anything that was produced was quickly whisked away with my saliva down my throat. I lusted for it all, but in the end I had to choose one end or the other. My need to be filled overcame me. I had only begun to work on his balls when I heard the door open.

" 'Sup." Said the other side. No one answered, but I could only imagine the look on the poor soul's face. A giggle escaped me, but I kept it hushed. My free paw discovered that I was incredibly wet. Almost dripping actually. I wanted it inside me so badly, but I didn't have any lubricant. Water came to mind, but I didn't have the up most confidence in it. Then I remembered my jam. It would only take one and I could still have some with a biscuit for breakfast! I fished one of the little containers out of my pants that had been hung on the hook behind the door. After spreading a liberal amount around my tailhole I held him by the base of his cock and lined up. I pushed against the wall with my paws flattening my rump against the divider.

He drove into me slowly at first, but soon I felt the entirety of his member. Quiet murmurs escaped my lips as I moved with his rhythm. The stall shook a little as he braced against the quarter inch of particle board that separated us. When he came, he came hard, jerking inside me as his dick spurt and sprayed his sweet cum deep inside me. As I caught my breath a slight haze was lifted off my brain and I looked down to see wild strokes of my own cum on the floor and even on the wall a little. There was a slight emptiness in me when he left. The gentleman was kind enough to thank me before he left. I don't mind much else from that night. There was one point when Charlie pointed out a wet spot in the back of my jeans. I blushed hard and said it must have been sweat. The fact that I woke up in my own bed told me that it probably went as well as it could have, and to tell you the truth it was everything I could have hoped for.