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When Cum Sluts Collide, by AnotherAperson

Ash the fox watched the road for his taxi. He did his best to ignore the rain in the meantime. It had already put puddles in all his pockets, and made his shoes sodden, and squelch as he shuffled from foot to foot. It had been a fun night, but a long one. And now, all he wanted was to get home.

When his taxi arrived, he wished it hadn't. It was an ugly, pink thing, formed with all the wrong shapes and curves. It blasted loud, maximalist music that shook the rain water. Its front lights half-blinded Ash as it jerked to a stop.

The driver's mirror wound down. A large, striped hyena grinned on the other side. He was all sharp edges, wrapped in fur. He had a pointed muzzle, large teeth, and black eyes that were too large for his head. But it was all surrounded by a fuzzy body, and framed at the top by his rounded ears and great mane. He spoke in a loud, humorous voice, as if the listener was a part of some inside-joke only shared with the hyena.

"Hey; Ash? For North Bar, right?"

The fox sighed at the mess in front of him. His tail and ears hung even lower than before. For a moment, he considered finding another ride. The evening had already lost its spark, and Ash felt that it was about to get worse.

He lifted and gestured with his bag. The hyena glanced at it, then back at the fox. He gave him an odd look with a twist of his head. It lasted a beat too long, before he got out of the car and took Ash's bag.

The fox took a step back as he passed. His nose twitched and wrinkled. The hyena's scent was familiar to him somehow, and he thought about it as he got into the car. He shook his body of water and sighed. His nose wrinkled further at the same smell that now pervaded the car. A sweaty, musky smell that lathered every surface around him. It sent an uncomfortable shiver through his body. It made him anxious, and the loud music only made it more uncomfortable.

When the hyena reappeared, he was still grinning despite the rain. He moved quickly and confidently to put on his seat belt and fiddle with his GPS. His frizzy, playful fur did nothing to hide his taut musculature. The hyena looked as if he lived in a gym rather than a taxi. His body filled the car more than the strange scent did. Although, that too increased ten-fold as he made himself comfortable. He shuffled in his seat, letting his scent strangle Ash in the back as he waited. He swung around in his seat to face the fox. His mane followed behind him, surrounding his head in a jagged halo. His grin grew as their eyes met.

"Hello; I'm Hal: your driver for this evening. And, you are?"

Ash glanced away to the rain outside. He waved a limp paw and huffed as he spoke.

"You know who I am."

"I'm sorry, but that's not a name. I only know what you look like, and from that I'm already impressed."

"Then, you don't need me to introduce myself."

Ash huffed again. He kept his eyes on the rain and waited for the next retort. He hoped the canine's smile would fall, sending them both into an awkward silence until the fox could scamper home cold and miserable. Better than the sensory suffocation he was experiencing.

Instead, it only became worse. Hal's smile broke open into a loud, barking of laughter that shook the whole car. Ash glanced back to the hyena, and watched his maw yawn open with each chuckle.

The reaction was involuntary. As a fox, Ash had often made similar, high screaming sounds. Still, it sent a pleasant twitch through his body. He schooled his expression before Hal finished.

Hal stopped, then gave another odd look with his head. It lingered this time though, first, checking his muzzle, then moving lower to the apple of his neck and the hem of his shirt. He gestured to himself with one pointed claw. He followed the same direction from his lips to his more garish clothing.

"I think you've got something along here, fox."

Ash rolled his eyes. He wiped his paws and pulled out his phone, before flicking to the camera and pointing it at himself. It took a moment to notice through the dark of the street. Despite the heavy rain, there were three distinct lines of white matter. The largest of the three ran in a straight line from the bottom of his lip down and along his neck. It stopped there with a spot, as if the rest had dripped down and away. The other two were great splodges. None of it would come out without a long shower. And all of it was clear to both Ash and Hal.

The fox made a panicked sound and turned back to the hyena. He stared right back with a flicker of amusement. He licked his lips, before breaking back out into laughter. A beat of silence, and he swung back around in his seat. The car lurched into motion and flung into oncoming traffic.

Hal kept one hand on the steering wheel. The other played with the radio and turned up the volume, before it hunted for an old snack buried in rubbish covering the passenger seat. He chomped loudly through it with snapping teeth. But even as he moved to chewing, his laughter never stopped. It only got worse as Ash tried to rub the marks away with rainwater.

"It's alright, fox; it looks good on you. I'm sure he made you very happy this evening."

"It's none of your business. It's not what you think it is."

It didn't stop Ash from scrubbing at it, hoping to blur the clear marks of cum running across his fur. In the afterglow of his hookup, it never occurred to him that it would be so clear what had happened before he went out again. And then when he did, he'd been more focused on the poor weather.

"And what do I think it is?"

Ash said nothing. Hal chomped through another snack before continuing.

"Then you'll have to indulge me. Tell me, how many guys do you have to spend your evening with to get marks like that, fox?"

Ash was lost for a retort. The heat was continuing to build around him. It left him feeling dazed. And, scrubbing at the marks was doing nothing. It irritated his skin further. It made his shame clearer to them both. And, that wasn't mentioning what the hyena had just asked.

He shuffled in his seat, and gazed back out the window. He hoped it would kill his growing erection before Hal noticed. His body was already giving off enough excited signs as it was.

"It doesn't matter. I choose how many guys or girls I want to spend the night with, and it has nothing to do with you. It's none of your business."

Hal cackled again. It only increased the pressure in Ash's pants. The fox stifled a whine and placed both paws in his lap to hide himself. He placed his paws in his lap to hide himself. He focused on the world outside, but was soon distracted by motion. The mirror of his tail wagged in the window. It twitched and flicked back and forth behind him: a clear sign of his excitement. Ash cursed and pulled it into his lap with another muted whine.

"I'm sure you do, fox; you're a real catch."

"Thanks," said Ash. He doubted it could be heard over the music. Hal didn't react. The pair rode on in silence.

Outside, the rain worsened. Everything became misty in a haze of moisture. The few people left became vague shapes and impressions in the distance. They soon disappeared altogether. Hal and Ash were left alone with the sound of rain and loud music between them.

Ash's nose twitched again in the heavy musk. He curled his tail even closer to himself and cleared his throat.

"You know your car stinks, right? I'm sure you would attract many more clients if you could be bothered to clean it. You're not that bad of a driver by city standards."

The hyena pulled the crinkled drink from his muzzle with a lewd pop of his lips. And sure enough, he was already chuckling. A spot of liquid ran down his chin, but he didn't notice. He pushed his paw through his mane, making it poof out further behind him.

"Thanks. But I'll keep it as it is. You and the other sluts I drive always seem to love it."

"I don't like it."

Hal laughed again. Ash found it even more pleasant than every time before. It brought a spark of joy amongst the throbbing wave of arousal he felt. He noticed a second too late that his tail was again flicking in his paws, and he willed it to stop.

"Sure thing, fox."

Both went back to silence. A part of Ash realised he didn't mind the smell. He kept on talking before his thoughts caught back up to him.

"Your music taste is also shit. It would be nicer if you turned it down. I'd be able to hear my own thoughts."

Hal seemed offended for a second. For the first time, he made a scoff before twisting back into a smile. Ash flashed a proud grin back. He was making progress.

"Okay, I'll put on something more to your taste, fox."

Hal turned off the radio and pulled out his phone. It was an old model, and embezzled with a hard, yellow case. He tapped on it for a minute while glancing at the road. Then, he laughed and put it back to one side.

There was the tapping of drums that Ash recognised. He had a second to prepare himself, before canine yipping and whining filled the car: interspersed with guttural moans and wet slaps.

Ash was no longer making progress. His tail went into a frenzy. His ears twitched with each sound as it played. He couldn't hide how he was feeling. Not with so many erotic stimuli in the car, all provoking him.

He decided to stop trying to ignore it. It was time to switch tactics. He opened his legs wide, and uncrossed his arms from his chest, leaving himself exposed. Then, he gave Hal a pointed look in the wing mirror.

Hal suppressed his laughter. His smirk became less smug, and more pleased and aroused. Behind him, his mane somehow poofed up even further. The hyena looked radiant; his warm body in stark relief to the cool rain outside.

Ash cleared his throat.

"What do you want from me?"

Hal hummed and turned back to the road. Just in time, too, to not collide with the car in front. He didn't look affected at all, but soon glanced back at Ash to reply.

"I'd like for you to sit back and enjoy the ride. And, at the end, maybe leave a very generous tip for my excellent service."

"No, seriously, you're blasting porn through the speakers, and the car reeks of hyena sex, and you keep looking at me all funny. What are you telling me to do?"

"You know what I'm telling you to do."

"What? To leave a one-star review?"

The fox cursed himself, the ugly taxi, and its frustratingly attractive driver. But mostly himself. He knew what they both wanted.

He huffed and looked back out the window, though kept his ears trained on Hal's phone. The hyena hummed to himself in response. It became quiet between them, but Ash knew he would be the first to break, and start up another conversation.

The car turned a corner and pulled to a stop. Hal turned around in his seat and pinned Ash with his intense gaze. His tongue lapped out around his muzzle as he gazed from the fox's cum-streaked neck, to his lips and twitching ears.

It immediately put an end to Ash's bravado. His ears dipped in shame, and he let out a small whimper.

A soft smile lit up Hal's features. He whispered above the din of moans.

"We've arrived, fox."

Ash's head jerked to the window, and sure enough, he was home. His flat loomed above, reflecting a clean, tasteful style of architecture. At least, according to Ash. His large balcony at the top was built with a smooth white stone, which contrasted to the older industrial style of the building. It had tall windows reflecting the pines that lined the road. All opposite a small park with a pond, where a couple huddled for shelter away from the rain.

Ash panicked. His time was up. There was nothing he could now do, and a deep panic settled in his gut. He shivered, then whined. He whipped around to glance at Hal, and was met with a self-satisfied smirk.

It only made the feeling worse. His claws skittered across the matted fur of his neck, while his tail went still beside a few twitches.

"Damn, you're a cute one," Hal muttered. He went on before Ash could interrupt.

"I don't accept cash or card."

"No?" said Ash. It was hard to hear under the sounds of Hal's phone. It only agitated him further.

"No," said Hal.

Ash watched the hyena. He looked at the way his lines of black fur blended into his muzzle. The way his mane swayed behind as he moved. The way his dark, pupiled eyes glittered with smug anticipation.

Ash knew the question wasn't whether he wanted to do it, but whether he could handle it. And that wasn't even considering the _smell._It's what won him over in the end. He dredged up his most confident smirk, and tilted his head to one side as he spoke.

"Would you be willing to accept tips?"

Hal laughed and turned back in his seat. He turned the video off, removed his seat belt, and got out of the car. He came round to Ash's side and opened the door, and leered down at the fox.

Ash shuffled back, and the hyena followed. He leaned in from the rain and crawled inside. He hooked his foot in the door and closed it behind him until he continued towards the fox. As the canine pushed back, the hyena followed, until Ash was pressed against the opposite window, and their muzzles were only a breath away.

At first, Ash cringed and tried not to gag. The smell was both terrible and familiar. Something that made him swoon and recoil in equal parts, and his attention zoned in on Hal's smug mouth.

"No wonder you spotted the stains so quickly," said Ash. Hal laughed.

"You love it."

He followed it with a breathy chuckle, which only pushed more of the hot air across Ash's nose.

The fox shivered, then pushed away from the window. He put his hands around Hal's broad neck, then licked across his muzzle. Hal groaned and pushed Ash back against the door and brought him into a deep kiss. Their tongues met, as they shared the same breath.

The taste was familiar and clear. Licking across Hal's tongue brought on an onslaught of memories of hookups past. His most recent memories reappeared: of sucking and throating someone to orgasm. He realised he probably tasted of something similar. Still, it was nothing compared to Hal. It was if he was tasting the collective loads of hundreds of people, rather than the handful that Ash had.

The hyena seemed to know how much Ash loved it. His large paws came over and wrapped around Ash's head and dragged him even closer. He waited until the fox was moaning to take a breath, before spitting a wad of cum onto his tongue.

Instead of jumping away in disgust, Ash shuddered and swallowed. The move only drove his arousal to a new extreme, and he soon pushed forward for another taste. His hands fisted into Hal's thick neck, and the hyena playfully growled back.

Air drew thin. But when Hal pulled them apart, it was only to admire Ash's panting and loose mouth hanging free in front of him. He laughed, and grasped Ash's tongue between two fingers. It gave the fox a whole new palette of erotic flavours and sensations to focus on as his tongue was played with. Before he knew it, his eyes drifted closed in pleasure

"Cute," muttered Hal, before he spat onto Ash's tongue. He used his fingers to spread it through his mouth, letting more drool from his open mouth patter down into the fox's muzzle.

His fingers pushed further each time, until he sank one against his throat. Ash gagged wetly with a spring of tears. Hal pulled away and kept playing with his tongue, before spitting and pushing again.

Three more times, until Ash gurgled around his fingers without complaint. All he could taste and think about was Hal as they kissed again.

He felt like a toy in the large Hyena's hands. He felt musk drunk and hazy as they kissed on and on, between bouts of spitting and gagging as the Hyena's fingers probed deeper and deeper. Soon, he found himself with half of the Hyena's hand buried in his throat before it was pulled away.

It felt as if he'd done nothing but oral for an entire orgy. But, instead, it was Hal, and his broad tongue and fingers. And this was only his foreplay. The hyena pulled away to admire his handiwork, still smirking. He looked like himself from before, except for his pupils that were blown even wider than before. It made Ash whine again.

"You're beautiful like this, fox."

Ash struggled to parse the meaning of his words through the smog of his thoughts. Somehow, he managed to nod. Hal pulled the pair away from the door and lifted Ash's arms above his head. He took off his shirt and tossed it to one side.

At the sight, he let out a chuckle. It sounded like a feral growl as he eyed Ash's chest. His white fur spread down the centre of his chest and across his belly. Almost hidden, his soft pink nipples through tufts of orange fur at either side. Hal seemed to admire it all, but his attention was on the lines of cum gathered along Ash's neck. He placed a large paw on his chest and scratched dully. They both listened to the cracking of dried cum as it broke apart.

Ash placed his own hands along Hal's belly and thighs. He felt the warmth radiating from him and tried squeezing the muscles beneath. Somehow, his fur looked messy, but felt smooth to the touch. He found it soothing to pet, as Hal petted him.

Soon, the arousal grew too great. Regardless of the choking musk that filled the car, Hal nosed down against Ash's collarbone and his neck. He nibbled a few spots, and Ash whimpered and whined each time. He followed each mussed-up trail of fur, scenting and nibbling each one.

"How many guys were you with?"

Ash couldn't answer, as Hal moved lower and took his nipple into his mouth. He suckled and worshipped the nib of flesh, causing a strange mix of pain and pleasure. It soon forced Ash to answer.

"Four guys... One of them finished lower down."

He pulled off with a lewd popping suckle of saliva. It left a trail strung between them, but neither bothered wiping it away. Ash watched it sway as Hal spoke. His voice had become even huskier than before.

"I'll look for that later. For now, let me put those other three to shame."

Ash believed he would. He watched him move over onto the next nipple. He rocked his hips upwards, and the hyena made a sound somewhere between a laugh and a growl. His hands traced down over the fox's thin belly, before grappling with his trousers. He spent a minute trying, then gave up and tore them off. Ash's underwear soon followed.

Now free, Ash's thin cock poked out from its sheath and into the air. It was only a few inches long, and had a small width, but Ash couldn't bring himself to feel embarrassed. Not when Hal tugged off his nipple with a wet pop, and looked down with a bright grin.

The hyena ignored his dick for the moment. His paws traced lower until they cupped the fox's meagre balls. He rolled each in his palm, closed his fist and gave a tug. The fox whined and squirmed in place before Hal let go. His other hand joined the first, and each worked to roll a ball against his rough pads, slowly massaging them.

"I hope you've still got a lot in there for me."

Ash didn't know how to answer. He lay back and let the hyena give his balls a pleasurable ache.

After some time, the fox whined, and Hal took it as his cue. He moved his hands upwards, and used one to tease Ash's cock. He went around the tip, a few times, before focusing on his frenulum. Pre-cum oozed out. He spread it around to make his movements easier.

Ash reached down and petted the hyena. He traced the black lines of fur around his head and neck, and toyed with his ears. He grasped his mane and pulled when he came close.

Hal chuckled. He watched Ash's dick throb in the air, before lowering his muzzle against it. He used a paw to squash it against his face. Ash frotted upwards against him until he left pre-cum in his fur. After a minute, he pulled away.

He let out a high moan and went back to petting the hyena's ears. Hal nosed the tip of his penis and sniffed a few times. His eyes became half-lidded and glazed as turned back to the fox.

"You're perfect, Ash."

And with that, he licked his cock from base to tip. He kept his mouth wide and his tongue broad, letting Ash watch another wad of pre-cum lather his tongue. Then he sank back down and swallowed his dick. The tip pushed straight past his muzzle and into his throat, leaving more marks as it moved.

Ash let out a loud yip and humped against the hyena. But Hal didn't gag. He moved fast. He took all of it, then nothing but the slither of his tip from one moment to the next. Below, his paws moved back to tugging on Ash's balls and tickling the rim of his sheath. All the while swallowing each spurt with a pleased chuckle and gulp.

Hal seemed to love it. He moaned and chuckled constantly against him as he worked his mouth and throat back and forth. It only became more passionate the closer Ash got. His paws squeezed tighter around his balls. He began to twist his muzzle as he moved. He growled more, letting the low sound engulf the fox in waves of pleasure and arousal. Best of all, though, Hal kept taking the knot. He let the small mass pass in and out of his maw and tugged against it, simulating a tie.

"H-hal..."

The hyena squeezed him hard, and it sent him over the edge. Hal pressed his face into the fox's crotch with a pleased rumble. Ash humped against him. He screamed and tugged his knot back and forth within Hal's mouth, while Hal suckled against him. His tongue stimulated him too much, but still, Ash kept humping and filling his muzzle.

Until, with a final shudder, he fell backwards into his seat. He watched the hyena pull off his knot, letting his dick slip out with a string of cum that slapped against his thigh. The weak stimulation made him groan.

Hal moved closer. He put his hands to either side of Ash's head and sat on the fox's lap. He had a pleased but subdued grin on his face: his lips twitched upwards in a smile while his teeth stayed hidden.

"Hey," said Ash. He expected another deep kiss, so tilted his head to the side.

Instead, though, Hal opened his mouth and showed Ash his tongue. It was invisible beneath Ash's thick load, still waiting to be swallowed or spat out.

Ash gasped and pressed back into the chair. His tail whipped around behind him; his exhaustion already forgotten.

"What?"

Hal made a wet sound that could've been a chuckle. He leant closer to Ash, and gurgled the frothy mess. Some spilled down his chin, before he snapped his mouth closed. He still didn't swallow, and Ash imagined he would've been laughing if his mouth wasn't occupied.

Ash reached a hand down to his sheath between them, and rubbed his frenulum now poking free. He had never felt so aroused. He began to worry what kind of horny monster Hal would turn him into.

The hyena still didn't swallow. Instead, he pulled back to pull off his own shirt and throw it to one side.

Ash's hand faltered and stopped. He didn't think he could be any more surprised with the hyena's performance, but there he was. Like his own chest, Hal's fur was covered in wads of old cum. Except, unlike Ash's handful of marks, Hal was covered in hundreds upon hundreds of marks. Layers upon layers all pasted across his broad chest, making his brown fur a dull, glistening white.

Ash's head shook. It only got worse once the resultant musk reached him. His eyes trailed over it, following every confusing movement and mark. His nose did its best to work in tandem. It had him panting and whining at the hyena as his knot released from his sheath.

Hal made another wet sound and hyena gurgled his load. He watched Ash's face before tilting his head down and parting his lips. The fox's load drooled down in a couple of clumped wads. Hal brought his paws up to rub it into his fur as it moved lower. Past his pectorals and downs his abs, before reaching the lip of his trousers.

Ash thought his mark looked meagre in comparison to the rest. But Hal made sure his load soaked into his fur as much as the rest, adding yet another layer to his body.

Ash found himself helping. His smaller paws felt the muscles in his chest, and brushed it across his dark nipples, making them hard. He stopped and looked up at the hyena.

"You're beautiful, Hal," he said.

The hyena laughed and cleared his throat. Some tension broke between them, though Hal still spoke rougher than before.

"I like it when you say my name, Ash."

He pushed his body against the fox and closed his eyes for a kiss.

Ash moved fast and met him in the middle. Their noses and teeth struck and stung, but neither pulled apart. Ash moaned and Hal growled back as they pressed closer and closer to each other. Their breaths and scents mingled together.

Ash felt strangely proud to taste himself on someone else. He'd made a difference to Hal's taste, and it made him smile.

When they pulled apart, their drool kept them connected. Both licked their lips and watched each other.

Ash panted for breath and watched Hal with a deep lust. His eyes trailed from his handsome face, to his painted chest, and lower, until they reached the tent straining his crotch. He blinked, then reached his paw towards it.

Hal caught his arm halfway and placed it back against his chest.

Ash huffed and tilted his head.

"I won't judge if it's as awful as the rest of you."

Hal laughed, and it left a warm feeling in Ash's stomach. He wore a smile that felt too big for his face.

"I'm sure you won't, Ash. I do want you to see it, but first we should move somewhere more private."

It struck the fox exactly where they were, and how much noise he'd been making. His head swung to the various windows throughout the taxi to see his building across the road. The rain was abating, and people were re-emerging from buildings in the distance. No one was there watching them, but the fox knew it would soon be busy.

Then, another thing clicked: how long they'd been there together. Ash's head darted again to the front of the car, but it was blocked by the bulk of Hal's body. The smell there nearly made him swoon all over again, but he kept his composure and looked up at the hyena.

"Shit. How much do I owe you for all this time? "

"I'm self-employed, fox. All I'm asking for is an extra tip."

At that, the fox sighed and rolled his eyes. But really, he'd already made up his mind. His paws played along the muscles of Hal's thighs as he turned back to him.

"I'd like a coat like yours by the time we're done," said Ash.

"I'll call some friends, if you call yours, but..."

Hal pulled down his zip and took out his cock into the space between them.

"... I think I'll be more than enough for you."

Ash nodded and dragged Hal into another vicious kiss. His night was just getting started.