Detour! Part 3
#1 of Detour!
I finally finished part 3 of this little WS series of mine. This part is a little shorter than Part 2, but still packs a pretty good punch. It isn't my best work in my opinion but Part 3 and 4 are two necessary set up points for Part 5 which I have great plans for. The first half of this is some sexy filler that got stuck in my head, and the second half is an idea that was actually suggested by Dave-8ball that plays a crucial part in 4 and 5. Thanks for the idea, I ended up loving it ^_^
Anyways enough blabber, I hope you enjoy it!
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The door closed behind Riley as he entered the all too familiar bathroom. As his hands left the door handle he unhooked his belt and discarded his pants. The rest of his clothes followed shortly. He walked gingerly over to the urinal next to the stall that already had a locked door. The occupant was silent only the occasional shuffling of position could be heard.
Riley dipped down to the installed glory hole, giving a faint smile to the 'Piss Sluts Wanted' scribbled above it. "Anyone in there?" he teased playfully. There was no answer at first. Riley tapped on the wall in the same manner as before and briefly coaxed a few fingers through the hole invitingly. "Come on now, don't be shy."
Once again there was no verbal response, but Riley could hear shuffling again and clearly audible 'Zip!' He leaned his head against the stall lustfully sighing as he waited. Suddenly a maroon tip poked out of the hole followed by a large black shaft that just barley fit through the hole. Riley nearly drooled on himself as he saw the velvet beast drop out over his head.
He scooped it into his paws and gently caressed it. "Mmm...there's no need to be shy with something like this in your pants!" he said in a hungry tone. He kissed the tip of the stranger's cock and swirled his tongue around it. He pulled the dark sheath lightly back and dipped his head over more of the length. At best he could fit half of it in his mouth. He had only ever seen a size like this in one of his dirty magazines.
The stranger let out occasional groans despite his preference to keep quiet. Some 'customers' were like that, feeling better about their little activities by not interacting with their little sluts. It made no difference to Riley so long as he got to have his fun. Plus he would be rewarded at the end of the night by Jake. It was Jake's one major standard, after being used and abused by the day's customers he would get his own pleasure in return from his employer.
The man was uncut so Riley focused more on the head knowing it would be the most sensitive part. He squeezed its tip with his lips and tickled at the hole with his tongue. The stranger let out more muffled grunts leaving a smile on the raccoon's face. He rubbed the foreskin back again exposing the maroon skin on the inside. He applied his tongue around the shaft, leaving a cool moist trail.
After another smooth swallow of the entire length he tugged on the foreskin with his lips. He held it tightly in his lips, rubbing it gently until the stranger couldn't hold back his gasps. He left a trail of saliva on its inward side before freeing it from his mouth's grasp. As the skin wrapped back around the head, the long line of spit trickled back out of the small opening.
He let his customershiver for a moment until his length was so hard that his hands were no longer needed to hold its jacket of skin back. A dab of pre-cum now glistened on its tip and he eagerly snatched it up with his tongue. As he cleaned the off the dab of white, a faint yellow bead dripped out. The salty taste was instantly recognizable.
It seemed watching little sluts choke down their piss was a running theme with these customers. Although for all Riley knew, Jake had probably put it in the damn ads.
He didn't really mind though, and he wasn't about to disappoint a customer. The cock had become slightly limp, further proof he was ready to pee. Riley knew it wouldn't be long before it would be hard for him to hold in, so he quickly slipped the tip back into his mouth.
The stranger took the hint and let a light stream slowly drizzle out. Riley let out a content murmur as he cupped his tongue to catch it. The warmth coursed through his mouth, gently trailing down his throat. He sampled its unique flavour with his tongue, swallowing it down as it pooled into his muzzle. Near its finale the stream shot forward with an increased speed, sending a hard shot against the back of Riley's throat. It took all his strength to swallow the violent burst, but it luckily died down soon after.
When it came to a stop, his tongue reached out and probed at the piss slit. A few final drops fell into his mouth and the acrid liquid trailed down his chin as he searched the tip for any more. The stranger audibly moaned on the other side scratching at the wall as Riley buried the length into his muzzle. While in the middle of his second blowjob the customer grunted out, "We've done this already, why don't you show me that sweet ass of yours now?"
Riley dropped the prick out of his mouth and turned around, prodding his hind up against the hole. He got himself ready for the sudden pain, assuming his customer immediately cut to the chase. He felt the stranger move closer, presumably pushing his cock into the hole, but Riley's assumption proved suddenly quite wrong.
His eyes widened as he felt a course tongue suddenly stride across his backside. It was almost hard to believe but there was no denying it as he felt the rough fur around the stranger's lips scrape against his exposed skin. He panted heavily as the stranger repeatedly smacked his tongue up his rear. There was something relentless about the way he did it, like he was just sampling a piece of meat rather than trying to get him off.
It was almost unheard of for a customer to give their slut the courtesy of a rimjob, even if it was a sloppy one. It unfortunately was short lived as he felt the tongue quickly retract. "Not bad," the gruff voice growled from the outside of the stall, "Tastes pretty good for a slut!" His words ended with a harsh spit onto the raccoon's ass that was soon rubbed around with the head of his cock.
'This is fine...' Riley thought to himself, 'This guy can use me all he wants!' He thought of what Jake would do for him later and everything seemed suddenly better. He couldn't reason why, but everything he had to put up with always felt worth that in the end.
The remainder of his service wasn't the most enjoyable experience. The customer spent the rest of his time slamming Riley's poor rear without regard or even style. It was just raw, simple, and unkind. He leaned against the toilet seat, face cringing with pain. He counted the minutes as they slowly crawled, waiting for the inevitable unappreciated cumload from some asshole he would never meet again.
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After finishing his rather lame fuck, Riley returned to the storefront after a good shower, dropping the bathroom key in its regular spot. He noticed the other key was also back so he assumed his customer was satisfied. "Nice work" Jake complimented, grabbing the lump that was clearly displayed in Riley's pants.
"Uh...stop it."
"Is someone lacking attention?" Jake teased.
"Well...no, no he just tended to his own needs." Riley replied.
Jake chuckled and went back to his heated game of solitaire, "Don't worry, you'll meet some nice blokes out there who get off to your pleasure...although seems a tad weird to me."
Riley smiled while Jake's back was turned. 'Sure tough guy' he thought to himself. "So what's next on the agenda?" Riley asked, leaning against Jake's chair.
"Today's your lucky day," Jake sarcastically spoke, "I need to prepare for the arrival of a guest so you get to be on clean-up duty!" He passed Riley a small key marked 'Utility'.
Riley dropped down into slump, "Are you kidding me?!"
Jake laughed, "Afraid not."
"Do I really have to?" Riley pouted, "I'm just gonna dirty it up again later!"
"Well that is true, but customers usually prefer to have the place clean before they mess it up themselves."
Dismal as it was, Riley knew he wasn't going to win this argument. Eventually he gave in and slumped out back to the bathroom.
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Riley leaned carefully against the toilet bowl as he scrubbed at the walls of the bathroom stall. He let out an agonizing yawn as he felt like his task would never end. He'd give anything for something to interrupt his boredom. He wasn't even picky about the details of a possible distraction. He continued to work diligently, hoping for an interruption. As he dunked his sponge back into the soapy water his prayer for a distraction was answered.
The bathroom door suddenly creaked open and Riley paused for a moment in curiosity. He said nothing but peaked out of the 'cock hole' as the midpoint of a german shepherd came into view. 'Oooo, Hi puppy!' he thought to himself as his cock grew stiff in his pants. He had become such a little pervert in such a short time.
He anxiously watched as the dog's pants came undone and a nice red knot dropped out. 'Mmmm, that's what I like to see!' his thoughts soon shifted to Jake as he thought of the two of them in the mud. Now he was fully erect and mysteriously his heart seemed to flutter strangely.
Without a chance to ponder this feeling he heard the pitter-patter of urine splashing into the urinal. He watched with immense excitement at the dribbling knot, feeling what all the strangers he served must have felt staring through these little holes. Before the dog could finish Riley tapped his fingers against the wall with that familiar coaxing pattern.
The dog paused from his business and slowly turned to the sound of tapping. He looked down at what Riley assumed was the suggestive graffiti and suddenly froze. 'C'mon! C'mon!' he wished in his mind. The dog stood for a moment but then zipped up his pants and turned away. 'Damn it!' Riley mentally cursed, 'So close!'
However, the next sound he heard was not the door opening, but the dog unzipping his pants again and dropping them to the floor. 'Yes!' Riley thought as he quickly discarded his own pants. He waited patiently by the hole as the shy little shepherd scampered back.
A bright red knot soon slipped through the hole. It dripped a few salty drops over Riley's eyes as it dipped onto his forehead. He anxiously reached up with his paws to grip it, tickling the head with his tongue. "I'm sorry...if I interrupted you," Riley spoke between sucks, "Feel free...to...finish...if you like." The dog pulled his shaft back just a bit in hesitation. It bobbed there for a moment as he pushed the remainder of his earlier piss out, past the hindrance of his erection.
It drizzled over Riley's shoulders and onto his chestfur, leaving a pool on the lap of his pants. It felt strange as the liquid began to soak through onto his crotch, leaving a dark blotch over the light-coloured material. Riley beaconed out a throaty murr as he turned the canine-cock up with his paw, catching the end of the stream with his tongue.
As Riley let go of the dripping member, the dog turned slowly, sporting the cute display of his wagging tail. He carefully pulled the tail up and placed his rump against the hole, leaving the raccoon face to face with a rather welcoming backend. Riley pressed his nose against the soft cheeks inhaling every bit of the dog's subtle scent. He rubbed his nose across the furry cheeks and let a soft breath out, "Boy you smell good, but I bet you taste even better!"
Riley dragged his tongue across the pink ring in a smooth glide, treasuring every moment. Words could not describe how refreshing it was to go from his previous customer to this one. He dug his muzzle deep in, going to town with every detail he knew. The dog audibly showed his affection for Riley's attention to detail, howling out with every stroke and lap he received.
The more Riley of the stranger's voice Riley heard the more familiar it sounded. It was starting peak his curiosity, but not enough to distract him from the wonderful task that was at hand. He was practically screwing the stranger with his muzzle at that point, smacking his mouth-muscle into him over and over.
It was actually a disappointment when the shepherd eventually stepped away. "Is something wrong?" Riley practically whimpered.
"N-no, I just..." the dog was adorably shy.
"Go ahead, trust me, I have the lost the ability of shock." Riley was unaware how wrong he was about to be proven.
"Umm, well...can you fuck me, please?"
Riley was surprised at first, but very happy to hear that. He instantly went for the latch at the door, not thinking the customer might be uncomfortable with a lack of privacy. He was too excited about the prospect of finally topping someone to care though, and he happily strolled out to meet his partner.
As he stepped out however and met with the dog's eyes, a strong sense of fear and shock washed over him. He thought back to his phone call to his close friend and how he missed him. The other day he had considered giving him another call, but at the moment it all proved unnecessary. The dog standing across from him was his close friend Meecah.
The dog shared his some bewildered look. The two found no appropriate words as they just stared at each other. His childhood friend, who he had grown up with, and always been close to, who to this day he always thought was straight, just rubbed his tongue all over his ass.
Before either could start an awkward explanation, Jake burst in through the door. He had a wicked smile on his face as he spoke cruelly, "Good, I see we've gotten the hard part over with, come with me now boys...it's time for some job training!"