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Panting with effort Greg trotted down the path, phone in one paw desperately trying to text and trot at the same time. The gorilla wasn't used to exercise and he couldn't help but worry that this running was going to make him sweat through his suit. Slowing down he clicked send and let his friends know his car had broken down. Kit and Tracey had been on at him for weeks about this dinner party. He'd promised to show up, apparently there was some ram called Trev or Tray or something he just 'had to meet'.

What was it with couples that made them just start trying to pair off their friends. Soon as they tied the knot they'd started introducing him around to every gay guy they knew. I mean sure some of them were cute and there was that one pony guy who'd been boring as fuck and yet a sexy ass fucker!Oh yeah that was one wild pony ride, pity the guy was so boring out of bed. Dodging their invites for months Greg had managed to piss his old school friends off. Tracey had cornered him in the office one day and the lioness had started to tear up when he began to make excuses, so he'd promised he would be there.

However, he promised himself that he wouldn't stay long, this wasn't going to be a late night just a quick home cooked meal, some boring small talk and then home before eleven. The ape had gotten dressed up, put on some nice cologne and bought a bottle of wine and a large box of Tracey's favourite cherry liquors, climbed into his piece of shit car and the damn thing had broken down just a few miles away from their home. He'd dialled for a pick up but had been advised as he wasn't a helpless women and had no kids with him it would be four hours.

Figuring it was only four or five miles he'd decided to walk, or trot anyway. Still he didn't spend enough time in the gym and he had a bit too much of a paunch on him. Running five miles was probably beyond him. He spotted a path leading into a park and a quick check on Google confirmed it was a shortcut that would save him a mile or two.

Figuring if he took it he might just be half an hour late he sent a text explaining and headed into the park. The sounds of the busy road disappeared. The big ape was on his own in the woods at night. Of course he had a problem building inside him, he really should have gone before he left home but had been so busy trying to avoid making Tracey cry, by being late he had just crossed his fingers and hoped.

As he trudged through the park he spotted something nestled in the trees a building, a public toilet. Figuring it would be better to be a few minutes later than to be the big ape who turns up late then drops a bomb in the toilet he rushed to the men's room. It was surprisingly not that dirty, just a faint stale urine scent and fully lit some graffiti on the walls, but then you got that everywhere. It was almost like the builders who put toilets together add it as part of their job. Three stalls all sitting empty, dashing into the first he cursed his luck.

Praying for toilet paper harder than most people prayed for miracles the ape opened the door to the middle cubicle. He wooped loudly to find that the holder was at least half full. His black pants were down a few seconds later and with a huge sigh of relief he used the facilities.

As he stood up flushed and started to wipe he heard the door to the toilets open and someone came in. From the clop, clop, clop on the tiles he guessed it was some hoofed anthro, possibly a pony. Finishing wiping and flushing again he heard the pony step into the next stall and he heard a strange sound coming from the cubicle. It sounded like the pony had just noticed the lack of paper, he seemed to be rocking the holder. Then the ape noticed a hole at crotch height, the other end of which had been blocked by the holder in the other stall.

His heart beat fast as he suddenly noticed the graffiti, which read' one knock you suck, two for your ass. Somehow the ape had stumbled into a glory hole and as he panted in conflicting feelings a thick flared, mottled pink and black equine phallus was shoved through the hole and the pony knocked once.

Staring at it the ape's mouth began to fill up with drool, he loved giving head and it had been a while since his last pony. Plus he was already late, so why not just enjoy a little pony snack before the dinner party. His leathery hands reached down to grab the huge cock, it felt warm and heavy in his paw he heard a hoof stamp with impatience.

Slipping to his knees before the rapidly firming equinehood, he sniffed it, grass and musk sweet and sexy. Licking his lips the ape leaned forward and kissed the flare and the musky flavour was on his tongue. Somehow he'd wandered off the beaten track and found a little, or rather huge, slice of heaven. Licking the flare enthusiastically and then running his tongue down the entire foot long shaft, nipping lightly on the medial ring, his jacket got a splash of pre as a reward. Not that Greg cared or noticed, he only had eyes for the huge cock.

It scented wonderful like only a horse cock can, felt so warm against his cheeks. He worshiped the length, running his lips up and down the perfect length, his tongue bathing the meat until every inch glistened in his saliva. Putting his lips up to the hole the ape licked at the horse's thick musky sac. Hooves stamped on the floor impatiently breaking the gorilla from his worship of equine phallic perfection.

Placing his lips around the thick tip the ape began to suck, his tongue lapping around the flare. It felt great between his lips, he couldn't believe he was doing this with someone who's face he'd never even seen. The ape had banged more than a couple of guys he'd barely known but he'd always had at least a name and a face. All he got from this hole was a cock and he was loving it.

Thrusting his head down further taking as much of the meat into his mouth as he could. Leathery fingers gripping the rest of the hot rod he pulled his lips back. Squeezing the cock with his lips and fingers, he let his tongue go wild. Swallowing the bitter and yet spicy horse pre sucking eagerly. He felt dirty, he knew the knees on his suit pants were going to be stained. Reaching down he unfastened his belt and pulled down his flies. Pulling out his own thick pink member, he grabbed it in one paw stroking it rapidly as he bobbed his head on the wonderful tool.

Gasping and moaning he heard the horse in the other stall whinny softly, his hoofs stamping again. Glancing up he could see black fingertips as the equine gripped the top of the wall. horse cock was slowly pulled from his lips until just the flare remained and then with a sudden thrust it was buried back in his eager mouth. Hard cock sliding right to the back of his throat and as the equine began to fuck his mouth slowly, each thrust he could hear the thump of equine hips on the other stall.

"That's right slut, you suck it...mmm suck it good you bitch," the words were softly spoken the horse obviously too lost in pleasure to keep his tongue quiet. Not that it bothered Greg at all, in fact he loved it hell he was on his knees sucking some stranger's cock he was a slut. As the pony said, "you're a filthy fucking slut, now suck it bitch," Greg knew he was right and he revelled in that fact.

Fuck, a stranger insulting him while fucking his mouth, the ape's paw flew over his drooling shaft he'd never been so turned on. Tilting his head he relaxed his throat and the next time the horse thrust he pushed forward, the huge cocktip was forced right down his throat.

"Ahh fuck!... I'm gonna cum...right in your mouth," gasped the horse as he felt the tight throat squeezing his flare, he thrust faster and faster, the cubicle wall trembling with each thrust. "I'm gonna...oh... cum... slut and...oohhh yes! ...you're gonna swallow it... all... like the cum...dump you are." His voice was much louder now, as if the pleasure was too much and the pony's cock was in command.

Loving the abuse, the thick meat raping his mouth, and throat his cock began to jet, thick streams of ape seed sprayed against the cubicle wall and down his pants. Feeling the cock in his mouth throb he practically choked when a thick powerful jet of seed was sprayed right to the back of his throat. Flooding his mouth so fast even the slutty ape wasn't able to swallow it all, his shirt and jacket were stained with drops of cum as rivers of it escaped his slutty lips. He gulped the watery cum down, the taste of horse cock, grass and musk flooding his tastebuds. He milked the shaft with his lips happily as he felt the shaft begin to soften. It wasn't long before the thick cock was pulled out of his lips and back through the hole.

As Greg lay there panting, covered in horse cum, he heard someone else enter the bathroom, just as the pony left the cubicle. The ape was tempted to look over the top see who he had just sucked, then decided it was better not to know. Pulling his phone out of his pocket he texted Tracey to say he couldn't make it opened the box of chocolates and popped a couple of cherry liquors into his mouth. Cherry liquors and horse spunk were a surprisingly good combination.

"Slut in the box?" Asked a rather husky voice.

"Yeah, took a while to get going but once he did... mouth like a fucking vacuum, my balls haven't been this dry in years, wish my wife could suck cock that good." Replied what he realised was the horse he'd just sucked off, a married 'straight' guy.

"Great, I've been striking out all week I really need to empty my nuts into someone," the husky voice said as Greg heard someone enter the next cubicle and knock once.

Grabbing a couple more cherry liquors Greg got on his knees back by the hole, the cock that poked through was spear shaped. Lacking the length and girth of the pony it was still a very nice canine cock, one he was more than happy to service. Not taking the time to worship the cock this time he wrapped his black lips around the pink tip and starting to suck hungrily.

"Ohh fuck, you really love cock don't you slut?" The unknown canine muttered as he thrust his hips up to the hole.. His cock being smaller than the pony he was able to push his cock and nuts right through the hole. Two musky canine sweet treats just hanging below Greg's chin as he bottomed out of the cock, the tip slipped into his throat. After the pony cock it was easy to take, his warm soft paws reached up to caress and cradle those two white furry delicious semen makers.

His ear's heard the toilet door open again and he realised someone else was there. A few seconds later the newcomer entered the empty stall. As Greg sucked eagerly up and down on the wolf cock he heard the sounds of someone taking the toilet roll holder off the other cubicle. Turning he noticed an almost identical hole behind him, he could see the feet in the other stall, cloven hooves so a bull, ram or dear maybe.

Whoever it was knocked twice and then slipped an erect cock through the hole. Greg stared at it in amazement, not because it was especially large or impressive, but because some random unknown stranger was asking to fuck him and more amazingly because he really, really wanted to be fucked right then.

"Erm got lube?" The ape whispered lamely as he stood up, his suit pants pooled around his ankles, as the cock was removed and a second later a small silver packet of lube was pushed through it. Grabbing it desperately the ape tore it open spilling it's contents onto his fingers and then a second later thrusting two fingers into his ass.

A growl from the first cubicle caught his attention as his fingers thrust in and out of his ass preparing him for the stranger behind him, he bent over and took the canine cock back into his maw. He'd sucked a lot of cock in his day and the watery meaty pre taste he guessed was more of a wolf than a dog. Not that it mattered it was eight inches of throbbing delicious heaven and he thrust his lips on it eagerly as he stood up pulled his fingers out of his ass and pressed his pucker up to the hole.

The cubicle was so wide he had to place both paws in front of him to keep himself upright. Servicing the cock in his mouth with just his eager lips and tongue. Pulling back to the tip he bathed the glans and meatus, teasing the corona with his tonguetip getting growls of lust from the wolf.

Next thing he felt was a cocktip pressing to his pucker, no gentle entry, he didn't deserve it he was just some bitch, some willing cum dump, offering his holes for the pleasure of any and all comers. Hell he hadn't even asked the guy to rubber up, the beast behind him showed his ass the respect it deserved thrusting in hard and deep, the whole cubicle shook as the gorilla squealed loudly. Ten inches of cock was rammed into him and then pulled out roughly.

Greg had never been spitroast before, it had been a secret dirty dream of his and yet he'd never trusted any of his boyfriends to share him with another. Yet here he was, a stranger's cock in his mouth and another one violently fucking his ass and his own cock had never been so hard, it was screaming at him to play with it. Unable to move a hand off the cubicle in front of him he lifted his leg and his prehensile toes curled around his own maleness. Jerking his own meat with his foot he stood a little shakily servicing the other two males like the willing dirty slut, whore he knew he was.

The wolf began to thrust into his mouth as well, the cubicle rocked and shook as two males pounded on the walls. Greg was lost in pure bliss the two cocks thrusting into him wildly and without mercy. They didn't care who he was, what he was, all he was to them was a warm hole, a convenient place to thrust their cock, to empty their loads. Fuck why did it turn him on so much? Greg wondered as his cock throbbed and sang to him, waves of pleasure washing through him, the male behind seemed to have found his prostate as it fucked faster and harder. The sounds of their illicit union filling the bathroom, echoing into the ape's ears.

Pent up and eager the wolf was the first to blow, jetting streams of his seed into the warm welcoming maw, Greg swallowed eagerly, not letting a drop escape his lips this time. Thick black ape lips milking every drop of cum out of the musky furry orbs he could see dancing against the cubicle wall.

Next he heard a giant moo erupting behind him and felt the thick apparently bovine cock throbbing inside him. The unmistakably warm feeling of a stud flooding you with his seed filled Greg's ass pushing him over the edge. He came harder than he'd ever done before, his cock throbbing in his foot and spraying thick ropes of his cum down onto his pants. The spent cocks were removed and the cubicles were emptied, Greg panted heavily and then his ears suddenly noticed the sound of both cubicle doors shutting and locking again. Someone, multiple someones had come in while he was serving those two.

Grabbing a couple more cherry liquors and smiling happily as two new cocks were pushed through the holes and the sound of impatient knocking filled his ears. So much for boring small talk over home cooked food, looks like it was going to be a late night after all.