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The scent of stale piss, the odd chill of white tile on all sides, the magnification and echoing of all noises in the bathroom... the otter found himself to be quite glad that neither of the stalls were occupied when the wolf carried him into one and rested him on the toilet.

They were both boys, both young - eighteen and twenty, respectively; students at the same college - and as such, both fairly horny and both with a considerable lack of self-control. The otter, Lukas, still couldn't quite believe what had just happened: he was just sitting in the student lounge reading his history book when all of a sudden this wolf, Kai (the two had been friends, or rather, more than that) walked in, knelt down between his legs, undid the otter's fly... and then a few more minutes, and Lukas found himself held up between a wall and that wolf's body, being pounded into the glass of a display case.

And on display for at least sixty others to see, too. The way that they'd noisily entered, then fell silent so that the only noises bouncing through the halls were Kai's little grunts, the sounds of his hips and sack slapping against Lukas's rump, and then the otter's own panting and moans as this wolf continued to press into him, throb inside of him, stretch him a little further on his knot...

...so here the two were, Lukas splayed out half on his back on the toilet, his own cum streaked across his bellyfur, his shirt, and his neck, with Kai still hilted past the knot under his tail. Both of them were panting now, and Lukas felt half-certain that Kai had been forced through a second orgasm just from the feeling of carrying him on him all the way into the bathroom.

"You doing alright?" panted the wolf, keeping his paws braced against the wall above the tank of the toilet. He looked visibly winded, and his triangular ears repeatedly flicked to the sides and then back forward. Perhaps the realization and implications of what they'd just done was settling in for him, too.

Lukas swallowed and tried to straighten himself up, only resulting in another sweet shudder to ripple through Kai's body. The wolf had tugged his knot out of Lukas at least three times back in the hallway, only to slam it back into him, but.. now after both of them had finished, sensitivity had skyrocketed, and the otter could no doubt feel the soreness begin anyway... "Yeah. It's - not the worst thing I've done..."

"It's not?"

"...Well." Here, the otter sucked in a breath, braced his paws against Kai's hips, relaxed his body... and popped_the wolf's knot free of him, at the same time squeezing a light _'ah-'_out of both of them. A few drops of cum oozed out of his stretched tailhole and into the water of the toilet beneath him; meanwhile, Kai grabbed a short length of toilet paper and started wiping himself off. "_God... there was that one time we were walking your dog, and you suddenly pushed me down to my knees..."

"Oh, I remember that..."

"...and unzipped your pants, and rested your sheath over my nose, and-"

"-there was that sweet old lady walking by just staring at us?"

"Hah. Oof..." Lukas straightened up a little further and spread his legs to either side of the toilet. He'd always known Kai to have a bit of an admirable load, especially for someone who came as often as he did. "Gonna be sore tomorrow, Kai..."

Kai leaned back against the door of the stall to keep it closed, instead of locking it. "That's something you're used to, though, isn't it? Not like it's stopped you before, though."

"Excuse me?"

"'Fuck me, Kai'." The wolf grinned, his reddish-pink cock slowly retreating back into his black-furred sheath. Lukas had run his tongue and nose up along the side of that sheath countless times, and just looking at it now - Kai was one of the better-endowed guys he'd had experience with - made something in the otter flicker weakly. Give it ten minutes, he figured. "'I wanna ride you.' 'But I just knot-fucked you over the kitchen counter!' I told you, but what did you say?"

"I don't remember this-"

"'I don't care,' you said." His grin stretched a little wider, showing sharp white fangs. Lukas was suddenly reminded of a small pain on his shoulder, where the wolf had bitten into his flesh just earlier... remembering all of that again, another wave of embarrassed shame washed over him, and he lowered his gaze. "'I'll just use more saliva,' you said. Such an eager bottom, Lukas, you know that?"

"Yeah..." Eager enough to not complain when Kai had hoisted him up into his arms in the lounge, carried him out into the hallway, tugged the otter's pants down his legs, and lifted up into him... well, that wasn't quite true. He had complained - "but you're not doing anything to stop it," Kai had said. Still, though, Lukas's cock oozed a few drops of his own cum as a sign of just how much he had enjoyed it, through the slight overhang of his foreskin as he'd softened up. Couldn't deny that.

The zip of a fly being done back up brought him back to the present. He looked up to see Kai readjusting his shirt over his fastened pants. "What are you doing?"

Flash of emerald-green eyes. He knew_what he was doing. "I don't know about you, Luke, but I have to get to class. You're still..." He waved his paw toward the toilet on which the otter sat. "..._leaking, and I bet you can't stand up right, huh? I pounded you into a forced orgasm, in front of all those people. Hands-free ones usually give you shaky legs."

And with that, the wolf stepped out of the stall - Lukas had to reach a leg far out to keep it closed - and left the bathroom, the door first squeaking open and then slamming shut behind him. Kai often did that: he came to Lukas with a throbbing need in his pants, then came on or in the otter, and then left. Not that that was a bad thing, even as the otter sat in the bathroom now with the crowd that had just watched him get railed like a bitch in heat doubtlessly still outside; the wolf scratched a certain itch in him that no other guy had really been able to.

Put it like this: he's the only guy that can unzip his pants and hold his cock out in front of me, in fucking public, and I'll give him a good, long lick. He'd done things in movie theaters or in the back corner of a bookstore with other guys, but never actually in front of other people, where it was certain that someone saw him - hell, that was downright exhibitionism! That was-

Suddenly, the door to the bathroom squeaked open again, startling Lukas out of his thoughts and onto his feet. He rushed to do his pants up, but then felt the familiar cool stickiness of cum oozing out of his tailhole and against the back of his underwear, grumbled, reached out to swipe some toilet paper from the roll... and then realized that the stall door still was unlocked. When he turned around, underwear pulled just halfway up his legs, he locked eyes with a tell hyena grinning at him.

"Hey," the hyena said, and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Lukas felt his blush spread from his cheeks to his ears, and hurried with pulling his pants back up, toilet paper forgotten.

"No, no - don't do that... what're you doin'? Me and my friend here just wanted to ask you a question..."

Friend? While zipping his fly back up, Lukas nervously stepped around the door of the stall - and this time found a dingo waiting for him as well. He swallowed.

"Me and my friend..." The hyena stepped around behind Lukas, between him and the door. Both of these guys were taller than the otter, and both could probably lift him up off the ground without so much as breaking a sweat... "...saw your little... performance out there, and wanted a piece of the action. Will you indulge us in that?"

"I-" Lukas swallowed again. "-have to go to class-" And he turned around.

"There's something you've gotta take care of, first."

Lukas stopped in his tracks: while he'd had his back turned, the hyena had tugged his pants down and now showed to him his hard length, twitching fleshy red in front of his sand-colored bellyfur. He wasn't nearly as well-endowed as Kai, but no doubt would still provide a bit of a challenge... Lukas felt his ears splay to the sides. The scent of musky, aroused boy slowly dominated the general odor of the bathroom and tickled at his nose, made his pants tighten all over again...

"Look, please-" he managed, but then an unfamiliar voice startled him from behind.

"Just one thing." That was the dingo; when he turned and looked at him, he was glad to see that he still had his pants on. However, a very obvious bulge lifted the front of his pants, and if he looked closely he could see it throb... "Well, two. You know it's rude to get two guys worked up and then just leave them on their own, right?"

Better to just... go along with it... "Fine." Lukas lowered himself to his knees, much to the hyena's delight: he grinned even wider, flicked his tail, and stepped forward. Next thing Lukas knew, there was a paw on the back of his head pulling him forward, forcing his nose against the slick side of the hyena's twitching shaft... it carried a heavy, spicy scent, different from other musks he'd buried his muzzle in, but still oddly pleasant. He didn't want to admit it to himself, and certainly wouldn't to these guys, but... it sort of turned him on...

And then the dingo came up beside the hyena and pointed down to his fly, and that was it. Lukas shifted from the hyena to the dingo and first ran his nose up along the bulge of his pants, tasting its heat and scent before bringing his paws up to undo it - and another hard cock twitched out against his nose, this one already oozing a small amount of pre. He gladly lapped it up, dragging his tongue from the lip of the dingo's sheath along the underside of his half-swollen knot all the way to the tip, and then back.

"Jeez..." he heard the dingo breathe. The same paw on his head pushed him down, forcing him to take the dingo's shaft an inch past his lips. "Didn't think it'd be this easy..."

"I'd always heard that otters were thirsty little creatures. Lucky we found one that loves sucking cock, huh?"

I'm doing this 'cause I don't wanna get beaten up, Lukas kept telling himself, but soon found he had to undo the fly of his pants all over again for it to be comfortable what with the return of his hard-on. He moved back and forth from one hard cock to the other, bobbing on the dingo a few times before moving over to the hyena and slipping his tongue into his sheath against his warm, slick flesh, and then back, always keeping at least one in a paw while he rubbed at himself through the fabric of his underwear with his other. He just hoped that nobody else would come into the bathroom - more than enough people had seen his cock today already.

The two each had a different scent and taste, and for someone who rather did love giving oral, Lukas quickly lost himself to shoving his muzzle into the rough pubic fur presented in front of him, or tracing his nose up along the underside of either length, slickened with both liquid musk as well as his own saliva now. The tastes mixed in his mouth, one of the guys' pre rather tangy and the other more salty, their scents lingering in his nostrils as if he always remained just an inch away from them - and, sort of, he did.

Until the dingo suddenly stepped away, that is, and circled around behind the otter. Knowing what was coming, Lukas adjusted his position and slid his rump back past his feet, still maintaining his rhythm on bobbing along the hyena's cock, keeping him cupped in his tongue just as he has done to Kai some several minutes ago. Sharp-clawed fingers worked underneath the waistband of his pants and underwear, tugged them down his rear - and then the pad of the dingo's thumb pressed up against his tailhole, still stretched, still moist with the wolf's cum.

"Wolf used you well, huh?" he heard the dingo murmur, before that thumb was taken away. Then there was the sound of him spitting somewhere, the feeling of saliva being rubbed up under his tail... Lukas shivered, let his eyes drift shut, and moved off the hyena's shaft so he could drag his tongue up along the side a few times. That paw still hadn't yet lifted from the back of his head. "Probably won't need too much lube..."

Then, in place of the cool air emanating off the bathroom tile beneath him something much hotter approached and pressed against his tailhole. His already-used rump yielded easily to the slightly smaller dingo, but still Lukas had to catch his breath and focus in sinking back onto him, especially what with the beginnings of soreness pulsing right there. The dingo didn't seem to care, though: with one paw gripping Lukas's hip, he tugged the otter back onto him, forcing him to slide easily back onto his slickened length. Lukas gasped and then breathed out a tense huff_of breath over the hyena's cock, which the paw on his head just pulled him back into - _"don't think you can stop to take a breather, otter."

"God, very well used... fucked you deep and unloaded in you even deeper. And you took it like a good otter..." The dingo stopped when the bulge of his knot pressed against Lukas's tailhole. The otter could take that - there was no way his knot was wider than Kai's - but, he didn't exactly want to. One knot-fucking left him sore enough. The first time he'd managed it with the wolf, his tailhole had been sore for five days after. "I was one of the first ones to notice you getting pounded against the wall. You were - panting, and moaning, loving every bit of it, every inch..."

"And," purred the hyena; he kept Lukas's head down on his cock, knot to lips, "he's loving every inch of _this_right now."

He really was. Though the feeling of a tapered canid cock pressing against the back of his throat made his eyes water and cut off his breathing, Lukas couldn't help but grind back against the dingo buried in his rump and stroke himself with his other paw, aided by some of his own cum from earlier beneath his foreskin that hadn't yet dried.

"Cum makes for some of the best lube..." the dingo panted, finishing Lukas's though. He started to pull back out of him, the movement causing a noise of moist flesh to bounce throughout the bathroom. "Sometime, I'd like to see that damn wolf empty his balls over your muzzle. It's a fair amount, isn't it?"

Finally, the hyena released Lukas's head, and folded his arms back back in front of his chest as the otter continued bobbing along his length, lips tight. "He's gonna have a fair amount shot down his throat soon, if he continues like this. This one's had practice."

"How much time 'til class starts?" Once he'd pulled out to the tapered tip of his cock, the dingo started to slide back in. It was an odd feeling, getting fucked again so soon after having it just happen a few minutes ago... and this dingo used a combination of his saliva and pre as well as the seed that Kai had emptied out into the otter's rump. Slick and sticky at the same time, warm, a bit of a taboo indulgence...

...though, if he thought about it like that, then sucking a cock in the student lounge was a taboo indulgence, as was getting lifted and fucked against the wall in the hallway, and taking a cock on either end in a public campus bathroom. Nobody here seemed to mind, though: the hyena humped in and out of Lukas's maw, drooling slick pre onto the surface of his tongue and throbbing between his lips, while the dingo steadily lifted his hips up into the otter's rump, held there, and then tugged back down. The soreness had started to go away, as it usually did once he'd had another cock under his tail again - and Lukas also started grinding back into the dingo's lap each time he stopped moving, wanting him to continue fucking him, wanting him to remain as deep in him as possible. The cold of the tile didn't bother him anymore, and neither did the thought of someone else entering the bathroom. That would just mean another cock for him to bury his nose against.

The dingo's voice was raspy when he finally answered, throat dried by his steady panting. "Huh?"

"I said, what time does our next class start?"

Lukas thought about that - he had a quiz in history today. Oh well. He could make it up later. What if he could convince the professor, a youngish German shepherd, to give him a good grade?...

"Hell if I know, probably... five minutes?..." Slowly he picked up the speed with which he thrust into Lukas, to the point where the dingo had to change his position and straighten up. In response, the hyena lowered himself down to his knees and again tugged Lukas's head down, leaving him on all fours between the two with one under his tail and one between his lips.

"Oh, that's enough time... you gonna pound him like that wolf did?"

"I could. But, nah... sometimes a slow, steady finish feels just as nice as a fast and hard one..."

This held true for Lukas, too: he could feel the distant approach of his own peak inch a little bit closer with each time the dingo sank forward into him and buried his cock in him. He clenched around him when he drew out, pushed back against him when he moved forward - and at the same time made sure to keep his tongue moving on the hyena's length, running it from base to tip or swirling it around the end, always licking off the small drips of pre that oozed out the end, hungrily tasting him all over, over and over again.

The hyena wasn't quite as content with slow action, though. Along the way, he brought a paw up, squeezed the base of his length, and started stroking, and with his other paw made Lukas's head follow the same rhythm. Each little twitch and throb signifying the hyena's continuing approach to orgasm could be felt, and Lukas showed his eagerness for it by squeezing his lips tighter around him, diving down particularly far and then remaining on him, flicking his tongue over the hyena's tip again and again-

-and he was rewarded suddenly, with a powerful spurt of hot cum first against the bottom of his tongue, and then the roof of his mouth, and then, since the hyena pulled out at the last moment, over his lips, his nose, the front of his muzzle, his left eye... another spurt, and then another, which he caught in his mouth again, and the hyena relaxed back on the balls of his feet with the last of his load dripping lazily out of the end of his shaft and over his thumb.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" drawled the dingo, now bent fully over Lukas like a feral dog while pumping his hips forward and back. Lukas reached back, spread his rump a little bit with one paw, swallowed down the taste of cum, leaned forward to clean off the hyena's length one last time... he was rewarded with a paw scratching behind one of his ears. "You always come early."

"Well, I'd rather be early than late-"

Lukas looked up, and couldn't hide his smile at seeing the glare the hyena threw at his friend. However, the expression on the otter's muzzle was soon warped by a rather fierce thrust into him, one that made him leak out a glob of pre onto the tile floor. He reached down and continued stroking himself, surprised at both the amount that the this dingo had made him leak and how close he already was... the shortest of strokes was enough to send a sharp electric bolt of pleasure through Lukas's body, and he knew that if he kept it up for long, soon he'd be dripping more than just pre onto the tile floor. Two hands-free orgasms in one day would effectively incapacitate him until tomorrow.

Thankfully, though, it felt like the dingo had gotten fairly close, too; spending time watching Lukas get railed against the wall must have really worked him up. He went against what he had said earlier about 'slow and steady' and now repeatedly thrust into the otter with enough force to make a soft slap, slap echo around the bathroom each time his hips connected with Lukas's rump. The otter could feel his sack, heavy and larger than his own, swinging forward against him with each thrust, and the weight of having the dingo press down on his body, of having his arms wrapped around his chest, of his breath hot and fast in his ear...

Lukas could feel his orgasm start before he'd intended it to. He quickened his paw to reach the climax as fast as possible, sucked in a breath - the hyena had remained on his knees, and as such, Lukas had dived forward and buried his nose in his rough pubic fur so as to get a lungful of rich musk - and clenched tightly around the dingo six and a half inches under his tail in spurting out the first of his cum, which was just enough to make the dingo shudder too.

"God..." Lukas heard from behind him, just barely audible above his own panting. His paw was wet and sticky now, and the rim of his tailhole thrummed with soreness. "I'm-"

Before the first time he'd gotten fucked, Lukas always thought that he'd actually be able to feel the cum shooting out into him. This, of course, was false: there was just a rough thrust forward, the threat of being stretched wide around a knot again, and then a few rhythmic throbs felt foremost in the outer ring of his tailhole as the dingo unloaded into him, following Kai's example from earlier. A warmth blossomed through the otter, familiar from every time he'd been driven to orgasm by being fucked; he rested his head against his arms on the tile, still trying to catch his breath.

"Yeah, we..." The noise of a phone camera shutter made his ears perk; he looked up to see the hyena holding his phone above, taking a picture of all three of them. That would be embarrassing later... "...should really be getting to class."

"Wait," said the dingo, starting to pull out of Lukas. "I gotta piss."

"Just piss inside 'im!"

"What? No! That's gross. I've had to piss since we got here. That was the whole reason I came into the bathroom..."

Shaky-legged, Lukas stood up and returned to the stall, having to lean against the wall or else fall over. Just before closing the door, he locked eyes with the hyena one more time and received another sharp-toothed grin.