Trying new things

Art and story by Ctahrpoe

Est reading time: 23 minutes, 8300~ words

I nervously tapped my foot on the floor, sitting on top of a toilet with my phone clutched in my paws; waiting for a reply. I'd sent my message a good twenty minutes ago now, but it's still just sitting there with a gray check mark on "sent", not the blue "seen" check mark I'd hope to see by now. Taking notice of the noise my tapping foot is making, I apply some conscious thought to stop it - the sound of my claws making clicking noises against the tiles will be sure to draw attention that I don't need.

I'm starting to question if it was worthwhile coming out here based on a promise that's been made... although, looking at the message history between me and my anonymous hookup gives me confidence that it will be.

Rather than stare at the lock screen for any longer I unlock it, and start scrolling back through the message history between us; as I have done a good 5 or so times in the past twenty minutes. As I scroll past dozens of different messages I can't help but blush lightly beneath my fur at some of the things we discussed, and even more so at some of the pictures we sent to each other.

Today marks a week ago since I started using a new app I found with the rather ambiguous name of "GetTogether". It may just sound like some other random (and tacky) dating app, but as I've been finding, it's so much more than that. The app isn't really supposed to be a tinder copy and paste, instead it's supposed to be for furs who are looking to "Get together" in a sexual way; the features it has certainly help exemplify this. There is a map where you can browse the ads posted by people who are looking for a companion, and tapping an ad will provide more information on what they are looking for; such as their interests, what they want to do or how long term of a relationship they are looking for - along with any pictures or video they attached to the ad. Browsing the map certainly makes for an interesting experience as some of the stuff others post is very... revealing. Not being the most confident wolf around, I kept my profile images to some pretty standard topless shots.

Anyway, this app is how I've ended up sat in a nondescript service station restroom that smells of strong bleach at just past 10pm, waiting for him to arrive.

I found his ad a few days ago, in it he was asking for anyone who is interested in being on the receiving side of a glory hole. Now, to be honest, this isn't something I'd usually be interested in, I like being able to see who I'm having sex with... but, well, the pictures attached to the ad convinced me (or at least convinced my dick) that it's something I should try. The guy is a rather attractive looking dog, a German Shepherd to be precise, and the pictures he attached were interesting in their own right. Mostly of him posing next to various different dicks through a glory hole; probably to demonstrate that he isn't some sort of amateuror something? I don't really know. Despite the pictures though, I don't even know his real name; only a silly screen name that he uses on the app.

I figure it doesn't hurt to try something new once in a while, right? At least I think thats the main reason I sent a message to him, and from there I've now ended up here, waiting for him to show up.

Scrolling back down past our messages again to the most recent ones, I read them over, just to make sure I somehow didn't misread the time or go to the wrong place. I've checked this dozens of times over the past half an hour since I got here, and sure enough I must be at the right place. The last message he sent was that he's on his way, which was half an hour ago... he's currently running 5 minutes late, I wonder if he usually runs late? Or maybe he's not even real and I've been led on by some weird kind of troll. I lightly shake my head and let out a sigh to dispel the thought; I struggle to see how that would be true, at one point during our back and forth messaging he was sending images of himself in different poses to my request - there's no way someone could fake that.

I realise that while sitting here and thinking to myself my other foot has started tapping against the floor, slightly annoyed at myself I force myself to stop again.

Where is this guy?

Almost as if on cue, my phone buzzes in my paws with a new message. I nearly jump off the seat in excitement when I see that it's an unread message from the app. I nearly drop the phone in my haste to unlock it, but once it's unlocked I quickly pass my eyes over the message I've received, my hands shaking slightly; hopefully from excitement rather than nervousness.

"I'm just outside, remember what we discussed. No talking, unless you'd like to get caught that is."

My breathing pitches a little as I read the message, and my heart race increases even more than it already had when I hear the door at the far end of the bathroom creak open, followed by the sound of claws clicking against the floor as someone walked in. Is that him? It would make sense if it was, since he'd just sent the message, no one else had come into the bathroom since I got here...

I subconsciously held my breath in as the footsteps get nearer, passing my eye over the "glory hole" again while I sat there, too nervous to even move. The hole itself is relatively small, probably only 2 or so inches in size; large enough for me to fit my dick through... I think. It clearly wasn't put there intentionally, from the looks of it, it used to be the mounting spot for a handle or something that went through the wall. No one has filled up the hole after removing what used to be there, clearly. I wonder briefly if many others know about this spot or not, or if this is just something that the german shepherd knows about.

Regardless of the details, I know one thing for sure... I can already feel myself getting hard inside my pants, my growing length pressing against my boxers. I continue to hold my breath when the footsteps stop nearby, and I hear the door to the cubicle next to this one opening, and then closing with a ka-chk as the lock is slid closed. Before I end up suffocating, I slowly start to breathe in and out - it's got to be him.

For a few moments I don't hear much, but then I pick up some quiet sounds coming from the other cubicle. It sounds like he just put down a bag or took off his trousers or something. Before I think too much on the subject, a few tan coloured fingers are placed through the hole, resting over the edge. At this point I could swear that my heart was about to leap out my chest, I didn't react in any other way than letting my eyes widen and my jaw hang slack. The signal we'd agreed on was him drapsing three fingers through the hole when he's ready, I think the realisation this is actually going to happen is getting to me a little.

Shaking my head to snap out of my daze, I decide not to waste any more time. As quietly as I can manage I get up from the toilet seat and pull down my zipper, momentarily cringing at the loud zzziiiipp it makes; at least, it certainly sounded loud compared to the quietness of the restroom. With my zipper out of the way, I also tug my boxers down and place the band of elastic beneath my sack. I can't help myself and start breathing more heavily as I feel the a light draft of air over my semi-erect cock; my red canine shaft now in the open air. Before I can convince myself that this is a bad idea, or wuss out, I take a step forward and slip myself into the hole, letting out a small satisfied sigh when I press my lap up against the divider. Still though, a small part of my is ready to pull back at any sign of something strange happening.

I awkwardly shuffle on my feet as I adjust my posture to be more comfortable, my dick had been pressing lightly against the bottom of the hole, which would have annoyed me to no end. Now satisfied with my posture, I reach over and carefully place my phone on top of the cistern with my jumper, and then reach up and place my hands over the top of the stall, holding on in order to keep my balance.

My anxiety continued to build for a few moments as my dick was left hanging in the air on the opposite side of the cubicle, throbbing lightly as it continued to harden. Luckily I didn't have to wait much longer though; as I soon felt his somewhat cold pawpads brushing against my length. At first he placed one paw around the tip of my growing shaft and started rubbing back and forth, I let out a small grunt as he brought up his second paw and began to rub and squeeze it around the sensitive base of my shaft.

I took in a sharp breath when he squeezed slightly harder at the base and then proceeded to start moving the other paw over more than just the tip, slowly starting to move up and down the full length of my now mostly erect member. From the movements of his paws alone I can tell that he's done this a lot of times. Not having heard anyone else enter the restroom for now, I allow myself to let out a satisfied growl deep in my chest, trying to encourage him to continue, not that he really needs it. In response I hear a soft giggle from the other side, and feel him start to squeeze harder at the base, causing more pleasure to shoot up my spine and making me buck lightly into his paw; as much as the restrictive barrier between us allows at least..

"Well, this is certainly an interesting experience" I think to myself as he continues to slowly slide one of his paws up and down my length. It's certainly strange not even knowing the name this guy who's giving me a pawjob, but damn, it feels good so far. Naturally, I start thinking about how, if he can do this with his hands, what could he do with his maw...?

For a few minutes though, the pawjob continued. He slowly increased the speed that he was moving one paw up and down, while squeezing in a rhythmic pattern with the other. Eventually I couldn't help myself, and was gasping quietly every few squeezes. Breathing heavily through the pleasure flowing through me, I focused on keeping my ears up and alert, keenly listening for the first sign of anyone else coming into the restroom. It didn't take long for me to need to start holding back the need to pant though, I could feel my knot starting to grow.

Only a small part of me continued to worry about someone bursting in and catching us now, the rest of me was just hoping that he intended to actually suck me off, and not just stick to a pawjob.

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I smiled to myself as I heard the wolf start to grunt and gasp on the other side of the cubicle, his red throbbing shaft was now pretty much fully erect, minus the knot, as he started dripping some precum.

"Oh yeah, this is definitely going according to plan so far" I think to myself with satisfaction. I practically can't wait to see if I can pull off my plan with this guy. He may not be aware, but most of the stuff I said to him the GetTogehter app is completely honest - how I enjoy this and all, but there are some details that I didn't mention to him, or any of my other previous "victims" whose pictures I actually used in the ad that got this guy interested.

Those details? Well, my kinks, or perhaps more like sexual interests I guess.

I have a rather broad set of kinks, but there are a few that stand out above the rest. Glory hole stuff is obviously one of the top ones, but another favourite of mine is teasing and edging; although, on the giving side - not the receiving end. I've been looking for a way to combine these interests into one, and to be honest It took me a while to figure something out. The GetTogehter app turned out to be the key ingredient for me to fulfill my fantasies though, I use the app to find random unsuspecting canines looking for a fun time, and most of the time these horny guys think with their dicks rather than their brains. This wolf for example, he even said that glory holes aren't really his thing, but still agreed in the end. It's amazing what the promise of a warm mouth can achieve. I don't ever tell any of them, but I intentionally target canines and insist on this specific glory hole for a singular reason; knots.

This glory hole is rather small compared to most of the other ones around, hell, it's not even supposed to be one anyway. The only reason it's here is likely due to some lazy contractor or maintenance worker who didn't bother to patch it up, but it suits my needs just fine. During our back and forth messaging, I convinced the wolf to send my some pics of himself fully erect - which was essential to tell if my plans would work.

See, there's no way I can get them stuck if the knot is too small.

Starting to see the picture yet? I like to get them going until the knot is nearly fully swelled up, then the real fun can begin; with their knots stuck in the glory hole they can't pull back and I'm free to fulfill my edging fetish - sometimes I don't even let them cum and leave them hanging, or rather, stuck. Thinking back a little, I think my record was teasing a guy for 3 hours before I let him cum, he really wasn't happy at the time, but surprisingly has since hooked up a few more times since, telling me that "I hate to admit it, but that was the best damn orgasm I've ever had".

The same plan which I've executed a couple of dozen of times now is hopefully going to play out here, so long as the wolf doesn't pull back too soon. All of these thoughts passing through my head quickly gets my dick pressing uncomfortably against my underwear.

"Man I'm getting hard quickly, and it looks like this guy needs some extra encouragement as well." I think to myself. I normally try to get them to the point of knotted in the hole just with my paws, saving my mouth for later teasing, but this guy is clearly nervous or something and I'll have to employ that tactic earlier. "Not a problem anyway, I need one of my paws free if I wanna jerk off..."

I continue rubbing my paw up and down the large dick in front of me for a little while longer, until I hear a barely restrained whine coming from the other side. He's clearly asking for something more at this point, and much to my frustration, his knot still hasn't really started to grow in size. Deciding it's about time to oblige him (and also partly because I'm desperate to start pawing myself off), I bring a paw away, and immediately set about undoing the buttons that are keeping my trousers on. I continue to use the other paw to squeeze around the base, trying to tell him to hold still for a moment... he'd been starting to try and hump my hands, which risks his knot ending up on the wrong side of divider when it swells; something I really would like to avoid.

Whilst fumbling with one hand trying to undo the buttons on my trousers, I bring my muzzle nearer to the warm length currently grasped in my hand. As I pull closer I can pick out the distinct smell of male musk. My sensitive nose can always pick out the subtle differences between each guy, it's fascinating in a way. I don't spend much time taking in the smell though, because I bring out my tongue and start running it from the base all the way up to the tip.

Thanks to the new stimulation, I get an immediate reaction from the wolf. With one paw still gripping around the base, I feel a large throb pass through his dick, accompanied by a grunt that I can tell he isn't even trying to hold back at this point. I also feel a small splatter of precum drip on to my muzzle as he throbs a second time.

"I'm going to need to be careful with this one I muse to myself he's already getting close."

Satisfied at the reaction I'm getting from him, I start running my tongue up from the bottom again, spending the time to savour his unique taste that I'm sure I'll be getting more familiar with. I let out a satisfied sound of my own when I finally get my underwear out of the way and can start pawing off, I usually end up cumming long before I let the guys I tease actually cum. I just find that there's something really hot about being in control of someone else's orgasms, and getting to cum before they do.

Once I reach the tip again with my tongue, I let my second hand go and bring it down to start pawing at my own member with the other hand. Using nothing more than my tongue to cup the bottom of the throbbing length in front of me, I angle it down so that it's lined up with my lips, ready to slide in. Looking down at the base I can see that his knot still hasn't grown much, causing me to frown a little bit and double my dedication to get the result I'm looking for.

Without anymore hesitation or teasing, I open up my maw and slide the first few inches down into my muzzle, starting suck lightly around it and closing my eyes so that I can focus solely on the movements and throbbing of the wolf's dick. I learnt a long time ago, that the key to spotting an approaching orgasm is in the way a penis throbs and moves, not in how it looks. I can't help but moan around the length as I continue to sink it into my muzzle, deep and satisfying pleasure spreads through me one of my paws runs up and down my length at a slowly increasing speed, while the other fondles my balls; at this rate I'm going to quickly approach a downright explosive orgasm. I can tell the wolf is having one hell of a time as well, I can hear him openly panting and grunting away, the sounds only slightly muffled by the divider wall.

"I can't wait to hear the sounds he's gonna make when he realises what I'm really up to" I think, smiling to myself as best as I can with a dick in my maw.

"Mmm" I try my best to not vocalise my pleasure to much at the thought as I feel myself bottom out on his dick, my nose now pressing against the dividing wall. At the same time I can feel my nose tingle a little as I get a much stronger smell of his musk from his sheath that is slightly poking through the hole. Still hilted down to the base, I start rubbing my tongue up and down his dick, smiling as best as I can with the large thing down my throat when I start to feel his knot inflate.

"Ah good, If I keep this up for a while longer I'll have him exactly where I want him. I need to calm myself down though, and not cum prematurely here -" My thoughts get interrupted and my ears instantly perk up when I hear the restroom door open with a creak, without thinking I slide his dick out of my mouth and my eyes shoot open. I force my hands to a stop, in order to not make any sounds that will give me away. I notice that the wolf has gone dead silent as well, his dick still poking through the hole and glistening in the light from all of the saliva coating it.

I listen along as footsteps echo quietly through the restroom as our new visitor walks by, choosing a stall a few down from us and closing the door, I slowly let out a breath that I didn't realise I'd been holding and feel the the worry pass from my face. It's just some random guy, probably a long distance trucker who's parked out in the overnight stay or something. Casting my eyes back to the hole I'm mildly surprised to see the wolf's penis still hanging through the hole, throbbing lightly in the open air with his knot half formed.

"The knot isn't large enough yet, but this gives me an idea..." I note to myself as I once again line myself up with his length.

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I continued to hold myself as still as possible, focusing on breathing in and out with long deep breaths. "Holy fuck I thought for a second we were going to get caught then" I speculate to myself. The dog clearly didn't want to get caught either though, he stopped the moment the door was creaked open; It's shameful to admit, but I was so focused on the blowjob I was getting that I probably wouldn't have noticed the sound of the door opening if he hadn't of reacted to it, I had been rapidly building towards an orgasm, his tongue rubbing up and down had been proving especially effective at sending pleasure coursing through by body.

My ears continued to twitch rapidly as I heard the light tinkling sound of whoever it is starting to piss a few cubicles away. I allow myself to relax a little bit, It won't be much longer until he's done and we can ge - that thought came crumbling to a stop and I let out a hitched breath as I felt the soft lips and warmth of his muzzle enclose around my member again. He quickly sunk all the way down until I felt his maw also close in over my partially formed knot, before I could react and pull back I felt him close his jaw down just enough that his main canine teeth were rubbing on the back side of my knot. My eyes widened in shock as I realised what he was doing - he was going to hold me in place! Trying to pull back with those teeth in the way would be excruciatingly painful - if any of my past experiences were anything to go by.

"Goddamn asshole, I see the game he's playing here. He wants me to get myself in trouble here, damnit, coming here was a mistake" I reflect angrily to myself as I try to not pant from the light sucking starting to play out against my sensitive shaft. He also chose this moment to start moving his tongue back and forth in the tantalising way he had been before. Unable to hold my breath anymore I let out a big gasp before immediately trying to pull myself from the hole, forgetting for a moment the teeth that are pressing into the back of my knot.

This resulted in the expected; pain briefly flared in my groin and I just about stopped myself from yipping, and instead let out a singular "Fuck!". I felt a light vibration pass through my dick as the dog tried to growl at me, trying to non-verbally warn me not to try pulling back again. I realised with a little bit of horror that throughout this ordeal my shaft was still just as hard as it had been, and I could still feel the light waves of pleasure from my knot slowly increasing in size.

I couldn't do much apart from try to control my breathing as the dog continued his efforts to tease me; it was clear that he wanted me to make noise, and I didn't intent to let him win this stupid game. For the next minute or so I remained as still as I could, carefully thinking about my breathing and trying to ignore the pleasure that the dog was causing to flow through by body. Clearly not happy with my lack of further exclamations or noise, he continued to up his efforts; sucking harder and starting to move his head slowly one way or the other while almost swilling my cock around in his mouth. Fuck it felt good, and under normal circumstances I would be openly moaning by now, but with the threat of being caught now a possibility, I kept myself under control.

My ears twitched when I heard the lock being undone a few cubicles down, the random intruder was clearly done and going to leave. I listened on, urging them to hurry up as I heard a tap being turned on next. A few moments later the footsteps padded past me - or I thought they did. My ears dropped pretty much flat and I started holding my breath when I realised the footsteps had stopped just past my cubicle. As I continued trying to hold my breath, I lightly tugged my dick, trying to communicate to the dog that I wanted out.

"Hey, you ok in there buddy? I noticed you're making a lot of strange noises and stuff." Pure panic flooded through me as the random stranger spoke towards me with a heavy southern sounding accent. As I prepared to respond I noticed that the dog had in fact increased the speed at which he was moving his tongue around my cock, pretty much wrapping it all the way around the circumference now. I couldn't hold my breath anymore and let it out in a big sigh; time to try some acting.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. I just eat a really dodgy burrito and it's giving me the shits. I'll be - ah - ok, honestly." I tried my best to keep my voice level, but with the pleasure continuing to course it's way from my groin it was hopeless, I probably didn't sound very convincing.

"Ok then... I was a little worried there is all, it sounded like you were havin' a heart attack or something in there."

"You don't know the half of it" I thought to myself.

"Nope, I'm - umpf - good, don't worry"

"Well, hope you get over it partner" He drawled, relief practically flooded through me as I heard his footsteps continue, the door thudding open and closed moments later. All throughout that excruciating conversation that damn stupid mutt had been trying his best to milk my dick. I noted with shame, that I was even harder now than before. What the hell is wrong with me? Wouldn't any normal person instantly stop being aroused at the thought of being caught, fuck... I decided then, as the canine's tongue continued to rub around against my dick, that I was going to break his rule and talk - but not quite yet, I patiently waited a few more moments, to be sure the stranger was long gone.

Once I felt like I could talk with no one listening in, I started to growl before I started to vent my annoyance.

"What the hell dude! That wasn't fucking funny, we nearly got caught! What were you thinking?!" I tried my best to convey my anger without actually shouting, figuring that someone might hear if I started to shout. The moment I started talking he stopped moving his maw around my cock, and at the end of my sentence pulled himself back, leaving my dick hanging in the air, but didn't respond to me otherwise.

I went to pull myself back, but instead of feeling my dick slide back through the hole, I let out a loud yip as I felt the edges of the hole press into the back of my knot.

"FUCK! That goddamn hurt! Am I stuck or something? What the h -" my phone let out the distinct notification sound from the app when I was halfway through the thought. I eyed the device suspiciously for a few moments, starting to now feel worry rising in my chest. Deciding not to hesitate any longer I reached over for it, still lightly trying to tug my length back through the hole from various different angles, but finding nothing apart from the cold edges of the hole to greet my knot

Breathing heavily I unlocked the phone and felt my eyes widen in shock as I looked at the message I'd been sent. There was a picture, of the german shepherd posing next to my dick, which was fully erect and through the hole. Looking at the picture I could easily see why I couldn't pull back, I could hardly see the edges of the hole from behind my fully swelled up knot. Panic continued to build in my chest as I read the message he'd sent below that.

"Bad wolf, what did I say about talking? You'll have to be punished. If you're going to talk though you can put your mouth to a better use - You're not cumming until you beg for it, and I really mean beg for it ;)"

Various thoughts ranging along various degrees of anger and frustration went through my head. Starting to panic a little I tried to pull my knot through the hole again, roughly dropping my phone back on top of the cistern so that I could use both of my hands for leverage. There was no sign of the dog touching me yet, which was a good sign, but if his messages were anything to go by it wouldn't be that way for long. A few tugs quickly reaffirmed how well and truly stuck I was. I was able to pull back about half an inch or so before the pain became to great, doing this I could see that the base of my cock was pretty much filling up most of the hole, yet alone the knot on the other side.

Letting out a whine I tried reasoning with the canine.

"Don't fucking touch me! Goddamnit, this isn't funny! Help me get my dick out of here, I knew you were up to something you lit-" My pleading stuttered to an end and was instead replaced with grunting as one of his paws gripped strongly around the back of my knot, meanwhile he had come up and fully enveloped my length with his mouth. Before I could continue trying to protest, he started bobbing his head back and forth up and down my length. I didn't realise it until he started again, but fuck, I was getting close already. His teasing during the encounter a few moments before must have worked me up more than I realised.

I resorted to random exclamations and curses as he continued to speed up his blowjob, now bobbing his head back and forth at a very pleasurable speed. He continued to work his paw around the base of my knot as well, squeezing and groping my most sensitive spot. Despite knowing that I was stuck through this hole and that he was pretty much doing this against my will, I started to give into the pleasure running through my nerves.

All sorts of different thoughts went through my head about things I should say; from threats to thoughts of calling for help. In the end though, I found that each time I opened my mouth to try and say these things I instead just let out grunts and gasps of pleasure each time he bottomed out his muzzle around my dick. Sensible thoughts continued to leave my head at an increasing rate, replaced instead with burning pleasure and a rising desire to cum, without realising it I had started trying to hump into his oncoming muzzle, I noticed that I could hear him making satisfied noises as well, but to a much lesser extent compared to the loud ones I couldn't help but let out.

"Fuck it I thought to myself If he so desperately wants to get me off I can oblige that. Just need him to keep going a bit more..." For the next few minutes, his passionate blowjob continued, I once again had placed my hands back over the top of the cubicle for leverage and was trying to hump myself back and forth in earnest now; mainly disappointed that I was only able to move around a small amount due to my knot holding most of my dick through the hole.

While bobbing up and down he started to employ his other techniques as well, sucking down hard around my dick and moving his tongue around in weird and wonderful ways; he was definitely succeeding in drawing me closer, I could feel the pleasure starting to rise towards that indescribable plateau that marked an inevitable orgasm. I didn't care at this point that he had been trying to get me in trouble a few moments before, or about the message he'd sent with the picture...

I was going to cum.

Panting heavily and whining in pleasure, I started to feel my dick throb harder in his mouth, teetering on the edge as he continued bobbing his maw up and down over my needy length. Fuck, I was so close... unfortunately for me, the bit more I needed didn't arrive. Instead he gripped down hard around the back of my knot, causing a little bit of pain to shoot through my body, completely interrupting the explosive orgasm I'd been on the edge of. He also pulled his muzzle back, slowly, until my dick was left throbbing uselessly in the air, no longer finding any nice warm and tight surfaces to rub against.

Remembering the message he'd sent just a few minutes before, I realised what he was up to. He said he wasn't going to let me cum unless I begged for it.

"No way am I going to beg for this like some... like some deviant, No, I'm sure I can get myself to cum if he starts going again."

With that thought in my mind I doubled my resolve to not beg - I wouldn't stoop down to that level. In the meantime I had felt the pleasure slowly fade away from my needily throbbing member, the imminent orgasm now just a ghost of pleasure echoing through me. I'd continued to pant and trying to pull back as well, but the glory hole held me thoroughly in place, his hand ensuring I could hardly move. I really wished I could reach down and touch my dick; but the stall divider was completely in the way.

I didn't have to wait much longer for him to start up again, he got right back to the blowjob he'd been giving me as if there hadn't even been an interruption; starting fast and maintaining the same speed. Immediately I started trying my best to hump again, finding this was hopeless though I resorted instead to letting out grunts and moans of pleasure - not concerned at all about the noise I was making anymore.

His soft mouth going up and down my dick was amazingly pleasurable, when he bottomed out, the end of his muzzle would press briefly against my knot. Sometimes he would even slide his muzzle a little bit onto my knot, taking in the first quarter of it or so. My eyes were screwed shut now, while I gripped onto the top of the divider wall. I could feel the familiar feeling of an orgasm building again, much more quickly than before.

I was letting out panted moans of pleasure in no time at all, feeling an approaching orgasm again. This would be the time, I was going to end up cumming before he even realised what was happening, I could practically feel -

"No! Fuck!" I near enough shouted when I felt his muzzle retreat from my dick again, he must be good at spotting when I'm about to cum or something. His paw continued to grip around the back of my knot as well, all throughout, ensuring I couldn't move much. Despite knowing it was fruitless, I pressed my hips forwards and backwards as much as I was able - not achieving much more than making myself grunt as I felt my knot refuse to budge past his paw nor the glory hole.

I let out a deep, long whine. It was clear that he was being serious in the message he'd sent, and it also seemed that he was very good at ensuring I wouldn't cum before he wanted me to.

Yet again the pleasure had faded a bit, and he set back to working me up again.

This time I built back up towards an orgasm at breakneck speed, probably just half the time that it took last time around. Within a minute I was needily whining and trying to hump away again with vigor; I didn't care about how desperate I was acting, I just needed to cum at this point. He slowed down dramatically as I approached an orgasm, moving his muzzle up and down as slowly as he could and then eventually pulling back and just using his tongue.

I still ended up being disappointed though. It took a few minutes, but soon enough, right on the edge again he stopped entirely.

I continued to whine and pant away throughout this, like some kind of needy puppy, the two halves of me battled away; trying to figure out if I should start begging just so I get to cum or if I should preserve my dignity. In the end my dignity won out this time around, I slowly brought my whines back under control and resolved myself for what I figured what going to continue to be an extremely frustrating experience.

I certainly wasn't wrong on that point.

Over the next who knows how long he continued, mercifully no one else entered the restroom; or perhaps all the noises I was making was scaring them away, regardless, I didn't care though. My horniness was reaching levels that I didn't even know were possible and I'd become a whimpering puddle of need after he denied me an orgasm for what must have been the twelth time. My arms were shaking now from holding myself up, if it weren't for the risk that if I let go then I'd fall over, then I probably would have stopped holding on quite some time ago. I've never known a time in my life when I've been so desperate to cum as now. I was just letting out deep moans and grunts each time he set about edging me again, he didn't even need to use his muzzle fully anymore, I was constantly so close to the edge that he only needed to lightly rub my dick with one of his paws to get me going.

He started the process of riling me up again for the thirteenth time in what was turning out to be a very long night; this time just rubbing my member over the sides of his muzzle, occasionally planting a lick near the base. It was hardly any stimulation compared to what he'd been doing to start with, but I was so close now that it might as well have been the most pleasurable thing in the world. As I built towards what I was sure would be another denied edging, something in me just snapped.

I couldn't take it anymore: I needed to cum.

"P-please! Ahh, just - fuck - Just let me cum! God, I'm so close! I'm sorry I started talking earlier, honestly, please! Just... j-just a bit more..." I begged him, stuttering and occasionally pausing as I let out a grunt. I was truly desperate. In response he ran his tongue up from the base of my knot all the way to the tip, my dick now flexing and throbbing uncontrollably. Then, he stopped... completely. Not even holding his hand around the base of my knot anymore. For a moment I was confused, until I heard my phone let out a familiar notification sound.

Shaking, I reached over and picked up my phone, swallowing nervously at the thought of what the message he's undoubtedly just sent would say. Flicking my eyes over the message, my hopes that it would be something good melted away.

"Hmm, that's a good start. I don't think you're truly desperate yet though, maybe I should just leave you here? I imagine you'll be stuck for a good hour yet... and who knows who would walk in during that time? You better convince me it's worth letting you unload your balls in the next few minutes, otherwise you'll be waiting a while longer."

I had no idea how he was able to type out these messages so fast, more concerningly though, he was threatening to leave me here!? The thought of being stuck in this hole with the door of the other stall wide open terrified me to no end; I quashed any thoughts of holding back my begging and continued.

For the next few minutes he lightly teased at my desperate member, while I begged my heart out, mostly just begging him not to leave me here like this and to let me cum, but occasionally trying to offer him things; saying I'll suck him off afterwards, or that I'll let him fuck me. I was truly willing to do these things as well; anything, so long as I got to cum.

Eventually he stopped teasing all together, and slapped my dick causing me to yip and stop my begging, getting his message I stopped talking, breathing heavily while I waited for him to do something.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, another message arrived on my phone.

"Very good, I can certainly feel your enthusiasm. Although you've been a bad wolf and broken one of my rules, your begging was hot enough that I think I'll let you cum."

Hope rose a little bit in my chest and I started happily panting, that is until I realised that it said "I think" not "I will". Not getting my hopes up too much I waited patiently, figuring that any talking would almost certainly make him change his mind.

Thankfully though, I found myself letting out a deep sigh when I felt his muzzle returning to my tip and slowly pressing down over my length. Would this be it? Or would he just deny me at the last second again? I tried to calm my nerves as he continued to sink downwards, I let out a needy whine when I felt him press his muzzle down over my swollen knot, then gasped when I felt him press his jaw down lightly, feeling his canine teeth brushing lightly against the back of my knot, much in the same way that he'd done earlier, except now he'd somehow managed to fit my full sized knot in his maw.

I started to pant harder and faster as he started rubbing his tongue up and down in the same way that I'd felt so many times from his muzzle over the night, I was already teetering on the edge before - but this was to much, I felt myself pass over the edge. I almost expected him to pull back off, and ruin my orgasm, but to my surprise he stayed where he was. Holding his muzzle in place; if anything, only pressing down his maw a little more and flexing his throat around my length.

I practically pressed as much of my body against the divider wall as I could as the orgasm hit me full force. After being denied countless times, it was the best thing I'd ever felt in my life. I shuddered and my mouth opened in a silent moan as I felt the just jet of cum shoot from my dick and down his throat. He swallowed nearly straight away, even as the next spurt of cum shot from my cock. For what must have been a good thirty or more seconds, he kept his maw in place. He didn't swallow again though and instead let the cum just build up in his mouth, I could feel some of the cum running down past the bottom of his jaw and the back of my knot. Throughout the orgasm I growled deep in my chest, more in relief than anger this time though.

Slowly the blinding pleasure of the orgasm slowed and the constant spurts of cum decreased. It was at this point where he pulled back from my dick, slowly sliding his muzzle backwards and keeping his lips pressed down, making sure to take all the cum I'd unloaded into his muzzle. I swore that I could practically hear him swallow a few times, but it was probably just my imagination running wild. When he pulled off I still felt my cock flex a few more times though, probably splattering cum over his face if he'd been below it still.

That had to have been the best orgasm I've ever had... although also the most frustrating. Forgetting about my knot for a moment, I tried to pull back, grunting when I felt it just tug against the hole again, almost facepalming myself for forgetting about that little detail.

I wonder how he was going to help me get unstuck?

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Well, that had been amazing. I hadn't actually expected him to beg as much as he did; he must have been really desperate. I'd unloaded all over the floor quite a while ago, long before I let him cum, I'm sure I'd be jerking off many more times to some of the pictures and videos I took of this as well.

I slowly planted one last lick up the length of his dick, licking up the last remnants of cum that I'd failed to get and swallow beforehand. Bringing these last few offerings into my muzzle I rolled them around a little bit before swallowing them as well, he had tasted surprisingly salty compared to the cum I've tasted in the past.

Pausing, I spend a moment to admire my work. His dick was still flexing in the aftermath of what must have been a very powerful orgasm, it was nearly completely coated in my saliva, but very little cum thanks to my "cleaning" efforts. He was also still thoroughly stuck, a smile grew on my face when he suddenly tried pulling back, only to grunt as he was forcefully reminded of his situation.

I grabbed some toilet roll set about cleaning up my mess from the floor; and the mess he left on my muzzle. Then I put my clothes back on and stood up without any further ceremony. I considered for a moment If I should stay here until he's able to pull out, like I have done in the past with other guys. In the end though, a devious smile formed on my face as I got a better idea... I did say that he needed punishing afterall.

Pulling out my phone, I loaded the GetTogether app and quickly tapped my way through the screens, creating an anonymous ad with some of the pictures and video I'd just taken attached to it. I titled it "Stuck in glory hole, free to use ;)" and attached the address along with some of the pictures and video I'd taken. As I was doing this, my ears perked up, he had started talking again. I tried my best to ignore him as I finished posting the ad.

"Hey, uh, can you help me out here. I'm stuck..."

"Hello? You there? Can you at least hang around until I'm able to pull out... don't want anyone walking in on this, right?"

"C'mon man, talk to me!"

I zoned him out as I tapped the final button to post the ad, continuing to smile to myself. Deciding to at least send him a message, I opened up our chat and quickly typed out a message to him.

"That was fun, thanks. I need to get going, y'know? Places to be, I'm sure you'll be fine. Have fun!"

I tapped send, hearing his phone ping and then clunked the cubicle door open and started walking out of the restroom. He went silent for a moment, reading the message, before he started up again - this time begging me not to leave him there like this. I just continued to smile happily; he didn't know the half of what I'd just done.

Ignoring his angry shouts I opened the door that lead outside and closed it behind me, abruptly cutting of the sounds of his complaining. Taking one last look at the ad I'd posted, I saw that it had already received a few generic "on my way" messages in response.

The wolf's night wasn't over yet.