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This vignette was written for Handofblades as part of my Patreon request days for September 2019. It contains M/M sex between multiple consenting adults in a public place. :3

The Rosy Rump

It was Will's first day. He had visited the pub dozens of times before, and made use of its namesake on each and every occasion without fail. But, this was very, very different from all those times. On those occasions he was a customer. A client of the tavern and a patron of their signature form of entertainment. Now though, as two of the bartenders laid his upper body down upon a comfortable mattress, slipped his legs into their harness and gently backed his rump up through the hole in the wall before firmly securing him in place, he was an employee. Not just an employee, in fact. But the employee. Of thousands of applicants for this position, covering for their full time public relief associate while he was on paternity leave, he was among the elite few who would be sharing this role... with the possibility of being kept on as more permanent part time staff if they did a good enough job.

"O-oh god..."

The plump raccoon moaned as one of his colleagues turned on a large, high resolution monitor in front of his mattress. A full colour camera in the bar showed the rear wall of the pub, and the gap in its old fashioned wooden panelled walls. The gap through which a pair of plump buttocks, a fluffy tail and the back-half of a pair of rounded, fluffy balls were visible. His buttocks. His tail. His balls. On display. Ready, waiting, already lubricated for whomsoever wished to use him first.

Two minutes later, just after his colleagues had left him alone with his high res view of his own ass and the big red button he could reach out and press if he absolutely needed whatever was happening to stop, Will heard a bell ring out from somewhere in his room which he knew corresponded to one within the bar itself. A short while after that he felt the heavy thud of a door being opened through the pub's wooden walls even though he couldn't hear it, and then the vibration of footsteps as the first customers of the day trailed inside.

"Oh god..."

Once again Will moaned as barely a minute after the bar had opened its doors a figure passed between the camera and his ass, preventing him from seeing what they were about to do. His tail twitched, and a strangled, joyous whimper escaped him as a finger slid between the cheeks of his ass and circled his pucker just for a moment before withdrawing. The raccoon yelped a second or so later though as that hand and presumably the same figure's other paw grasped at his cheeks, spread them lewdly apart, and he felt hot breath washing over the outer limits of his backside. His cock twitched, and the first dribble of pre-cum oozed from its straining length as he felt a hot, rough tongue sweep across his sphincter, but a strangled wail escaped his lips just another moment or two later when having seemingly done what he intended to do the figure stood upright again, gave his ass a playful tap, then strolled back over towards the bar to get a drink.

Over the next fifteen minutes Will yelped and whined and grunted in lustful dismay as over and over again he was teased, caressed, ever so gently and respectfully fondled by the bar's early hour regulars. Some of them rimmed him for a moment or a little longer than that, though never too much longer. Others genuinely just kissed the opening of his asshole, and though the soundproofing of the wall meant that he couldn't hear them just like they couldn't hear his pleading cries, he swore he even felt lips moving against the pucker of his ass in words that seemed to spell out a fond, playful well-wishing.

'Good luck, sweet ass. You'll need it.'

Will pouted at that, and folded his arms beneath his head in a playful sulk. They were going easy on him. Treating him like he couldn't handle it. He'd visited this pub before. He'd fucked one of the occupants of his hole and given it his all. If they could take it all day long, so could he. And by the end of the day, when his ass was aching and gaping and drooling and living up to the pub's name, flesh tender and glowing rosy pink beneath his fur, he swore to himself that he'd prove it.

Another ten minutes passed before finally a body strolled up to Will's ass and sharply spanked him across his left cheek. He yelped in euphoric pain, and gurgled gleefully as they began to unfasten their belt and push their jeans and boxer-briefs down around their ankles. He didn't recognise the tiger in question, not that he'd have much chance of doing so only seeing his clothes and striped head from behind, but that didn't matter. Any and all customers were welcome to make use of the Rosy Rump's titular ass, and it was Will's duty to fulfil the desires of each and every one of them.

"Yes!"

He grunted as he felt the hot tip of the tiger's cock graze against his well lubricated and until now merely kissed and teased pucker.

"Ohhfuck... yessss..."

His cock throbbed, his toes curled, his eyes rolled back as slowly but firmly the tiger slid deep inside of him. And finally, when at long last the tiger actively began to fuck him with long, deep, wonderfully satisfying strokes that ploughed into the raccoon's prostate right from the first thrust, Will simply began to pant and huff and moan in mindless elation as all his hopes and dreams for this job began to come true.

The raccoon didn't quite cum from the tiger's fucking even though it lasted almost fifteen minutes, but when the feline male unloaded deep in his ass, pulled out and shuffled off to re-dress himself at the side as another man stepped into view from just off camera and immediately began to disrobe, Will almost lost control right then and there. There was a queue. There was actually a queue for people waiting to fuck him, and even if it was just the two of them, first that tiger and now what looked like an older, somewhat wrinkly pig, it made Will feel like an absolute stud. Never in his life had he found people queuing up to fuck him before, but such were the miracles that this new job offered him.

Even though the pig was quick, and kinda small, and not nearly as skilled with his thrusting as the tiger, Will was still in heaven as he felt the porcine male shudder and strain and unload a modest load deep into him before patting him on the ass and trotting off back to the bar with his trousers and underwear bunched up under one arm. That heaven only expanded to new heights as a third figure revealed themselves in the queue, and suddenly Will was having giddy, perhaps somewhat greedy visions of a queue stretching out of the door far beyond the camera's reach. Dozens of people all lining up to fuck him one after the other after the other.

With two men's cum already resting inside him and dribbling out a little from his quivering, lustfully clutching asshole, Will whined and gasped in breathless glee as the third man to take him in the space of twenty minutes proved as skilful as the first. The dalmatian's shaft ploughed urgently in and out of him as he felt the knuckles of a hand responsibly wrapped around the dog's knot to keep him from locking them together and denying others the opportunity to make use of him. Even the shaft alone without its knot was still substantially bigger than the pig had been though, and as he felt the dog's cock starting to dribble and spurt pre-cum deep into his ass in anticipation of the full load that would follow, Will could feel the interior of his own balls starting to boil and slosh around with a similar urgency.

"Cum in me..."

He knew the dog couldn't hear him, but he begged nonetheless.

"Fuck me. Fuck me with your big, hot cock... oh god, yes... and.... a-ahhh... and cum! Now! Please!"

He begged shrilly, feverishly to the dalmatian, and though it almost certainly had nothing to do with his pleading cries he wailed all the more gleefully when finally the dog's hips ground hard against his. With the dalmatian shaking and driving hard against him he felt the man's hand squeezing and rubbing desperately at his own knot, and moments later felt the final twitch of the dog's shaft which not only heralded the first hot ribbon of cum to paint his ass alongside the last two loads, but also one last grazing of his prostate to send him shuddering, gasping and squealing over the edge. With his eyes heavy lidded and his hands grasping at the mattress beneath him, Will whined and moaned in euphoria as he let loose with a deliciously intense hands free orgasm. Cum dribbled and spurted from his cock and he heard it hitting the metal tray located beneath his crotch for just such a purpose, to collect every drop he spilled and prevent a mess being made over this otherwise cosy, comfy, currently only slightly sex-scented back room. The lack of any direct stimulation to his cock meant that he didn't experience quite the all consuming ecstasy he knew he could have with a hand or a muzzle or indeed an ass wrapped around him, but by the same token the continued throbbing and cumming of the dalmatian cock inside his rear ensured that his orgasm went on and on, fresh spasms of ecstasy wracking his body as his cock strained and dribbled all the more for well over thirty seconds before finally, deliciously, the spent dalmatian fell still and lingered inside him while gentle hands patted both cheeks of his ass.

After about a minute, remaining inside perhaps just for his own satisfaction or maybe because he'd felt the raccoon's ass squeezing him and knew what that meant, the dog looked around over his shoulder, blushed, nodded, and pulled out. A little of his cum, there had been a lot of it after all, dribbled back out of Will's ass visibly to both the dalmatian and the camera, but before either of them could do more than blush a little at the sight of it, another figure stepped onto the screen. Will shuddered, and whimpered desperately.

The queue was still going.

There were more people waiting for his ass. Waiting for his body, and now came the interesting part. Now came where he had to prove himself, just like he'd proven himself in his interview when for six hours he'd lain down and received a constant, ceaseless fucking from a piston-mounted dildo before finally calling out for them to stop it some time after his... honestly, he still wasn't sure if it had been his eighth or ninth orgasm. Regardless though, he had proven himself that day, and he would do so again now.

He could do this job.

He could take it.

He could...

"O-oh, god..."

His eyes bulged as he saw the rather average looking tabby cat pull down his slacks, standing at an angle that allowed him to witness the feline male's cock as it flopped out of his boxer-shorts, still not fully erect.

It had to have been at least a foot long, and it was still growing.

He swallowed thickly.

He could do this.

He could.

He could.

He...

"Ohhhh fuck..."

The hung cat plunged every inch of his still not fully hard cock deep, deep into the raccoon's ass. Lithe, rough hands grasped at his cheeks and squeezed roughly. Will's own cock twitched so hard it almost slapped up against his belly, and painted the edge of the mattress against which he was lying with either a fresh rope or a much delayed last streak of cum too thick and copious to be pre as a good six inches of cock began to saw back and forth against Will's prostate in constant, unceasing contact.

But still, Will believed he could do it.

When the cat flooded his ass and ploughed him to a second orgasm over half an hour despite not holding back in speed or force for a second of that time, the raccoon believed.

When the gecko that followed spent time squeezing and rubbing his balls while tonguing his ass rather than fucking it, the raccoon believed.

When two foxes jerked off over his ass while spanking it and watching his pucker clench with each impact, the raccoon believed.

When Will's roommates came in to wish him well on his first day, and playfully took turns sliding their cocks into him then back out again before tagging in the next one of them for the next thrust, then another, and another, he believed.

Through his third orgasm, his fourth and fifth, Will believed he could make it.

Through the zebra, the rhino and the grizzly bear all in a row, Will didn't break.

Through the lunchtime rush, the mid-afternoon lull and the dinner crowd, Will believed and stayed strong, howling in bliss and continued joy at what he was doing when orgasm number ten crashed over him, and load number forty seven filled his gaping, cum-stained, deliciously sensitive, rosy red ass.

And finally, after fifty three loads, seventy one orgasms granted including those that hadn't let loose inside him and an even dozen orgasms of his own over his nine hour shift, Will heard footsteps in the corridor outside his room, and whimpered in pride and glee as one of the bartenders returned to set him free.

At least, that was what he assumed until he saw the frown on their face, and the hopeful look in their eyes as they knelt down beside his mattress.

"Hey Will. So... uh, it looks like the other new guy who was scheduled to start after you today for the evening crowd got cold feet and said he isn't gonna show. So..."

The bartender's voice trailed off, but to his credit, Will didn't leave him hanging for more than a moment before in a strained, desperately overwhelmed but still lustful voice, he said exactly what it was he knew the bartender was hoping to hear.

"I... I can do it."

He moaned, his cock twitching, his ass clenching and dribbling as on the far side of the wall he felt a couple of fingers probing at it, exploring it, seeing just how sloppy and well-worked with other men's cum it was, before inevitably deciding to fuck it anyway.

"All night. Till closing, I.... I swear."

He licked his lips, and stared hungrily at the bartender as cock number seventy two began to slide into him.

"Just, please... please, promise me that... oh god. Promise me that you'll still let me work my shift tomorrow, too. I can do it. I can take it all. Oh. Ohhh god, yes. I... I have to, I need to take them all."

By Jeeves

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