No Free Ride
Patreon story for https://chobin.sofurry.com/
If you want in on the action, consider joining up at My Patreon!
~~~~~~~~~~
If you're good at something, never do it for free.
Though true, they probably hadn't been meant to be applied to every situation.
Issac sat on the toilet in the last stall of the bathroom, pants on and phone in his paws. The young german shepherd flicked through some of the pictures he'd just taken, his cock throbbing dully in his jeans.
On the screen his face was pressed up against the bathroom wall, tongue wrapped around some mystery person's cock. Another picture showed him with his nose mashed into the wall, jaw stretching to take the whole length. Yet another had the cock next to his face, a line of cum dangling from the head while the shepherd's open muzzle showed off a rather hefty load that threatened to spill out.
Issac licked his lips. That was only fifteen minutes ago.
If he scrolled back further, there would be lots of similar photos that would certainly incriminate him, as well as whoever was on the other side. Issac just liked to keep the photos as a token of pride.
The young shepherd had stumbled across a an app a few months ago that had changed his mind and gotten him quite a bit of money since.
"GHA", for "Glory Holes Anonymous", was a phone app that let you post your location, your rate, and if you were available or not. When someone arrived at your location you could set yourself as busy so no one else would interrupt. The other person using the app would be able to rate you so others would know if it was worth their time or money.
Issac had yet to make it to his eighteenth birthday, but raging hormones coupled with a want for spending money made the app seem like a great idea. His profile already had thirty-five votes, nothing below a four-star, and that was only among the people who voted. Half never bothered.
The dog's phone vibrated and a text scrolled down over the GHA app. "MOM: When will you be home?"
"Dunno," Issac swiped back.
"OK. Try to be home before 10. XOXO"
The dog grinned to himself as he went back to the app, checking the map around town. "Mom would flip if she found out," he thought, clicking on some of the other profiles listed around town.
The next closest GHA user was set up about five miles away, and was busy. "Four hundred votes?! Come on. I'm not even to fifty yet," the shepherd grumbled, brow furrowed. "Wonder if it's even still fun for him,"
Issac had a couple secret boyfriends in high school, and was no stranger to giving head when the app came out. He'd honed his talents while making twenty bucks a pop and was gradually becoming more confident in his ability. After a couple hours of fun, taking pictures of his deviant acts, he'd go home and take care of the growing case of blueballs.
His brown and black ears perked up when the door opened and his spine straightened. "Customer?" he thought hopefully. There was the clicking of claws on tile as someone walked down the row of stalls, past the urinals and the first toilet. When the door next to his own opened Issac broke into a sly grin. "Customer."
Issac clicked the "BUSY" button on the app and went to the phone's home screen, ready to grab some pictures.
A twenty dollar bill slid through the sanded-down hole and Issac pocketed the money, pressing his muzzle a couple inches through the hole, opening up and sticking out his tongue. Fingers caressed the bridge his of muzzle and rubbed a thumb over his cheek.
"Hah, holy shit," the mystery person said on the other side of the wall.
Issac froze, eyes opening and staring at the blue wall. People rarely spoke, so that was odd enough, but that voice... He knew that voice.
"I can't believe it's actually you. Seth said he was here and noticed it was you. I didn't believe it," the voice said again, still scritching at the fur on his muzzle.
"L-Logan?" Issac asked, heart pounding in his chest.
"Mom would skin your pelt if she found out," the shepherd on the other side said, pulling the waistband of his shorts down beneath his equipment.
Issac could smell his brother's scent as it was suddenly exposed, and his nose twitched, nostrils flaring with arousal. He was still too shocked to pull his muzzle back from the hole.
Logan was his older brother, a couple years into college. He'd crushed on the older shepherd a bit while growing up, but never knew much about Logan's preferences or sexuality; the dog kept to himself most of the time.
Seth was a fox in Logan's class during high school, and they were always hanging out. Issac tried to think back to any of the foxes that had visited his spot. He was suddenly snapped out of his reverie when something heavy and warm flopped on top of his muzzle.
"Help a brother out?" Logan asked from the other side of the wall.
Issac's cheeks were burning with embarrassment, fur on end, and his ears were flat against his head. "I... um-"
Logan shifted around, dragging his flaccid cock off the shepherd's muzzle. One of his paws guided the head to Issac's lips, pressing forward so that Issac had to pull his muzzle back through the hole. "Come on, hurry up. Mom's making fajitas and I'm hungry."
Issac's muzzle drew back from the wall and he stared at the thick slab of meat hanging through the hole. Logan's shaft was thick, cut, and swelling with blood, lifting up away from his balls. He couldn't believe how casual Logan was about the ordeal.
It only took a few seconds of hesitation before Issac's paw rose and gripped his brother's shaft. Logan sighed through the wall and pressed his hips against the barrier to give Issac more access.
The length pulsed beneath his pads and he could feel it growing and hardening when he gave it an experimental squeeze. He'd fantasized about sneaking into Logan's bedroom late at night, but never thought that he'd ever get the chance to actually do anything.
Logan rocked his hips against the stall and let out a slow breath. "Mmm, come on. I wanna see if you're worth it," he teased.
Issac held up his phone and snapped a couple silent photos before pressing his muzzle in against the hot length, adding a few more to the list. He rubbed the older shepherd's cock against his muzzle, pre smearing into the fur. His own cock was hard and throbbing between his legs; he was going to have a lot of fun getting off tonight.
The teenager's tongue drifted out and cupped the thick vein along the bottom of the Logan's cock, tracing the smooth texture up along the skin until it swiped across a thick drop of pre at the slit. It was sweeter and didn't have the sharp tang that most had.
Issac held his brother's cock steady, delivering long, slow licks across the length while snapping pictures. His reticence was melting away as each swipe of his tongue made more pre drool from Logan's shaft, running in thick rivers across his skin before Issac's tongue cleared it away.
Logan's paws gripped the top of the stall and he pressed as close as he could, flexing his cock in Issac's paw. "Mmm, stop teasing," he chuckled.
Issac pressed the dripping head to his lips and leaned in, letting the head slowly open his maw. Pre drooled onto his tongue in earnest and his tongue curled to the underside while he stretched his jaw down over a few inches of his brother's cock.
It wasn't the widest he'd taken, but he felt his jaw pop as he neared the base of Logan's cock. It pulsed with need against the roof of his mouth and he had to focus on breathing through his nose as his muzzle was plugged.
"Fuck... can you deepthroat?" Logan asked, arching his hips against the wall.
The smaller shepherd answered by opening his muzzle wider and sliding down the last few inches until he felt his brother's thick head stretching the back of his throat. His eyes watered from the lack of oxygen, but he swallowed around the thick length, bobbing back and forth a few times to draw a heated moan from through the wall.
When he pulled away he could feel a sloppy mess of pre against the back of his throat and tongue that he had to swallow a few times to clear. "He's gonna drown me," Issac thought, shivering in perverse satisfaction.
One hand held his phone while the other circled the base of Logan's cock again, holding it steady while bobbing along the length.
Issac's lips slid back up along the length, focusing on the head and swirling his tongue across the slit while pre pooled on his tongue. His paw joined the action and began stroking up across the head and length that wasn't in his maw.
Logan let out a low moan, rocking his hips against the wall with a growing sense of urgency. His balls ground against the barrier, eager to spill across his kid-brother's maw.
Issac could feel his brother's cock pulsing between his lips and his own pair of underwear was becoming uncomfortably wet and matted from excitement. His older brother was huffing and muttering soft encouragements, dirty words of reproach scattered in amongst the compliments.
The thick length occasionally slid down to the back of his throat, drooling a thick stream of pre along Issac's tongue on the stroke out. Any moment now...
"Mm'close... shoot it on your face," Logan muttered huskily, his hips jerking and smacking the divider as his orgasm peaked.
Any shame or apprehension Issac had had when Logan first arrived was gone. Issac popped the engorged head from his muzzle and stroked quickly over the dog's shaft, panting from an open muzzle while he watched.
The head of Logan's cock swelled with blood, expanding in front of Issac's face. A drop of pre bubbled at the slit before a thick wad of cum splashed against Issac's cheek.
The teenager gasped hotly and closed one eye, squeezing his brother's cock in vicarious pleasure. Several ropes of shepherd cum splashed against his face and over the bridge of his muzzle, a couple landing between his parted lips to light up his tastebuds with the sweet flavor. Issac's other paw held the camera the entire time, recording a small video as Logan's cock unloaded across his face, leaving him a sticky mess.
Logan's orgasm died off and Issac pushed back down along the length, sucking it clean and earning a growl of approval from through the wall.
"Fuck... goddamn, that was great... I want more," the older brother husked, pulling his hips back from the wall and shuffling out of the stall.
Issac was still kneeling on the floor of the stall, cum cooling on his face as he listened dazedly to his brother moving about. The door jiggled and he reached up to unlock it. "Hmm?"
Logan stepped into the now-cramped stall and closed the door, locking it behind him. "Stand up. Round two, c'mon."
Issac's blush returned as he carefully got to his feet, knees aching from where he'd been sitting. "What?" What are you going to do?"
"Tch, what'cha think, dolt?" Logan teased, eyes flicking to the phone and widening. "Whoa, were you taking pictures?"
"Huh? No." The younger brother hid his phone behind his back, trying to shove it into his back pocket.
Logan was an older, muscled copy of the smaller shepherd, and he couldn't fight back when two strong paws gripped his shoulders and turned him bodily against the tiled exterior wall, pinning him there. Issac cried out when he felt the phone wrenched free from his paw.
"No! Logan, wait!"
The older shepherd whistled and held Issac in place, shorts around one foot now as he flicked through pictures. "God damn. That's a lot of pictures. Hot. Hey, there's Seth's cock," he laughed, holding the phone in front of Issac's face.
The younger dog's face smeared cum across the tile as Logan held him steady. "Give me my phone back," he grumbled, face heated.
"Nah, I'll man the camera while we do this," the older dog said, popping open the button above the dog's tail and tugging the back of his jeans down over the curve of his young ass.
Issac's sucked in a breath as he was suddenly exposed, cock still hard in his underwear and jeans. "I don't know if I can... you're really thick,"
Logan stepped up behind his younger brother, back against the stall. "Relax, we'll be quick," he whispered.
The thick head of Logan's cock pressed underneath the fluffy, shepherd tail and before Issac could argue any further, it pressed in.
The teenager cried out into the empty bathroom, entrance spreading around the thick length. He hadn't taken anything this large before; only his previous boyfriends and fingers. He'd never even considered bottoming for anyone at the glory hole.
Lubed by only cum and saliva, the older brother pushed in until his hips were flush with the young dog's ass. He gave Issac a few moments to catch his breath before giving a few deep humps, rocking the younger kid against the wall.
Issac's eyes watered from the intrusion, muzzle panting openly to try and distract himself from the pain. His cock throbbed hungrily in his jeans, worked up with pleasure from being taken by one of his crushes.
Logan didn't wait much longer before beginning to pull himself free of his brother's tunnel. His ass smacked against the stall divider while a forward hump smacked his balls against the shorter dog's ass. "Mmf, you doing okay?" he asked, checking in on his brother one more time.
The pain was beginning to fade and Issac's paws clawed uselessly at the tile wall to find something to hold onto. "Y-yeah," he whispered back meekly, squeezing himself down on his brother's cock.
Logan held the phone with one paw, staring down at the screen to watch his cock disappear into his brother's ass on each thrust, recording a nice video for them to enjoy later.
His hips picked up their speed and the force rocked Issac over and over against the wall, forcing him up onto his toes.
Issac's eyes were watering again and he let out a soft whine before a series of short, needy squeaks came from his lips. His tented bulge had been pressed against the wall repeatedly and his underwear was slick with pre. His brother's thrusts had him practically dry-humping the wall in front of him and it was finally too much.
The younger shepherd's cock exploded in his jeans, filling them with a not-unsubstantial load of doggy cum. It ran down over the inside of his thighs, soaking his crotch and leaving a very noticeable stain on the front of the denim.
Logan's ears perked up, breath labored and heavy as he neared his second orgasm. The cute whines and whimpers from his brother spurred him on and he tugged his cock from Issac's clenching passage.
A few quick strokes had his cock spurting strands of pearly cum across Issac's ass, marking the black and tan fur before a thrust forward sank half of the older dog's cock back into his younger brother where he unloaded the rest of his seed.
Issac's body shuddered against the wall, legs wobbling dangerously as his ass kept squeezing the thick flesh inside him.
Logan groaned and rocked his hips a few times, milking out the last of his seed. "Damn... that was fun," he muttered, turning off the phone and sliding it into one of Issac's back pockets.
The young dog's face was covered in matted, cooling cum that had been smeared from leaning on the tile, and he could feel it cooling on his ass as well. Inside, though, it felt like liquid fire.
"Can't believe you came in your jeans," Logan teased, reaching around and pressing a paw to the wet bulge between Issac's legs.
The young dog convulsed as he came again, weaker this time, and he slumped against the wall, whimpering pitifully.
Logan growled excitedly and pulled his softening cock from Issac's ass, tugging the jeans back up over the mess. "You going to be okay?" he chuckled.
Issac wobbled on his legs before falling to sit on the edge of the toilet, panting hard. He nodded slowly and leaned into the wall, groaning. "I'm just tired...."
The older brother puffed out his chest, proud of himself for wearing out his younger brother so thoroughly. "Damn straight. My car's parked on the other side of the park, I'll give you a ride home," he said, gripping Issac's shoulder affectionately before opening the stall door.
Issac sat there for a few seconds before hoisting himself to his feet, swaying side to side. "Hey, Logan?" he said, stepping out of the stall after his brother.
The older german shepherd looked back over his shoulder on his way to the door. "Hmm?"
"You owe me extra for fucking me,"