Lewd Skills to Pay the Bills
Arsene is a man with a very particular set of skills, but today he may have met his match.
This story was written for Arsene Vulpine as their patreon flash fiction reward for September! It contains M/M sex between consenting adults. :3
Lewd Skills to Pay the Bills
Arsene blushed as he heard the stall door next to his open up, the fox idly smearing a strand of cum left behind from his last customer across his cheek and towards his muzzle. He didn't look through the glory-hole, knowing full well how bad form it was to do so for the purposes of ensuring anonymity, and indeed he leaned back where he was seated upon the closed lid of his own stall's toilet to ensure that he would be hidden if the occupier next door was here for purely innocent reasons.
Of course, considering how busy Arsene had been today, that didn't seem likely. Sure enough mere moments passed before the vulpine male heard a distinct clearing of the throat, and a tapping of what sounded like hoofed feet in a rhythmic pattern against the tile floor of the bathroom just on the far side of the stall. He cleared his own throat in return, and a few moments later heard a gruff voice speak out in hushed tones.
"You're charging?"
Swallowing bashfully, Arsene nodded before realising that he couldn't be seen.
"Y-yeah. Prices under the hole."
His voice was soft, but slightly hoarse from the number of cocks he'd had hammering at the back of his throat throughout that day. The voice on the other side of the door chuckled, a smooth, chestnut furred finger appearing through the few-inch wide aperture.
"Do you mind if I inspect the goods at least? See if you're worth my cash rather than just going out tonight and finding a twink that'll do it for free?"
Arsene blushed. He hadn't been asked that before, nor had either of his masters offered any advice regarding such a situation when they dropped him off that morning and gave him his daily target. Of course, he'd already surpassed that target and could technically call them to pick him up whenever he wanted. But from now on any money Arsene made was spending money for himself to use as he wished. Combine that with the fact that sucking or getting fucked was the fox's ideal way to spend the day whether he was getting paid or not, and it was no wonder that he had chosen to linger a little while longer. And indeed for much that same reason the fox decided to bend the rules a little right now.
He slipped down off the toilet seat and approached the hole as the finger continued to wiggle through it. Carefully, announcing his intent just before he did so, the fox wrapped his muzzle delicately around the very tip of the finger and then slid forward down its length. He flicked his tongue across the tip of the finger, then wrapped it around its girth before delivering several more conventional licks across its underside, all the while applying gentle sucking pressure with some loud slurps more for emphasis than any additional effectiveness. After five seconds he heard a grunt of what sounded like approval, perhaps even arousal from the far side of the stall wall. After ten seconds, he heard a snort and a low moan, accompanied by the distinctive sound of a zipper being undone. A good sign indeed.
"T-that's a good tongue you've got there doggie."
The fox didn't correct the man on his species, who was he to spoil this potential client's fantasy of who or whatever was potentially about to pleasure his cock.
"Now, turn around. Let me feel that ass of yours. And tell me... be honest... am I your first of the day? Or am I getting sloppy seconds?"
Arsene turned around, the hole at a perfect level so that if he bent over and pressed his spread buttocks to the wall his glistening pucker would be perfectly centred through it. If he leaned forward with his arms outstretched he could easily brace himself against the cubicle's far wall. It was almost like the glory-hole in question had been custom drilled just for him. And indeed, it had.
He turned around, looking back towards the wall as his long brush of a tail swept back and forth above his bare, exposed ass.
"You're n-not the first. Or the second. O-or the third... or fourth... or... ah..."
His ass, well lubricated by a mixture of water based lube applied earlier in the day and several loads of cum, not to mention loosened by no fewer than seven cocks of different shapes and sizes, easily accepted the other man's finger. It pressed in confidently and wiggled itself around, seeking out Arsene's prostate with expert ease and drawing a strangled yelp from the fox's maw before rapidly withdrawing. Arsene blushed and gasped as he pulled away from the hole, worried that his over-zealous nature and the ease with which he had taken that solitary digit would prove a turn-off and lose him a potential sale.
"I-if I'm too loose for you, I promise, my muzzle can still do the j-..."
Arsene never got to finish that sentence, watching as a crisp hundred dollar bill slid through the hole and dropped to the floor in front of him. With a stunned yelp he hurriedly retrieved it, slipping it into the pocket of his jeans where they sat neatly folded on the cistern of the toilet close by. Again the figure on the far side of the wall chuckled, and spoke as Arsene watched his cock appearing through the hole in the wall.
"Your ass will do nicely. I just needed to make sure you could handle me."
The fox groaned in lust. He could see why. The male, now most definitely identified as a horse, was huge. His cock was flared and well over a foot long, pink for most of its length with a dappled blackish brown base. It was already dribbling pre-cum, and before Arsene's eyes it flexed and stiffened sharply, sending a thick spurt of glistening translucent pre lashing out over the fox's chest where he stood in awe.
"S-so... that's fifty bucks for my ass. A-are you... are you wanting change?"
Arsene whimpered bashfully as he turned around, lining himself up with that huge cock where it was protruding through the hole and preparing to start backing up. From behind him, every burst of his laughter making his cock twitch a little, the horse chuckled.
"No, you keep every cent, doggie. All I ask is that I get to keep going until I pull out. That okay with you?"
The fox was already wiggling his ass up against the tip of the horse's cock, groaning as he felt his pucker stretching to encircle and envelop that thickly flared tip.
"A-ahh... of... ohh god, of course it is. I... ah... I don't give people a time limit. Once you've paid, y-you can... go until you're spent."
Arsene moaned louder and louder as he pushed back on the cock slipping inside of him, taking more and more of its length into his needy body. He could feel it filling him up, stretching him beyond the point that any other cock thus far today had even come close to achieving, but in the most delicious and painless way. His cock throbbed and oozed between his legs, the fox not daring to touch it in case the pleasure of the horse's member throbbing against his prostate in near constant contact drove him to climax well before he was going to be done with this client. He couldn't believe how good it felt, especially considering that the horse hadn't even started to fuck him yet.
It took more than a minute to hilt himself against the horse, to press his ass back so that he could feel his plump cheeks rubbing against the wall of the cubicle with the hole and the huge cock filling it between them.
Then he felt the horse pull back, and let loose an ear-splitting yelp as in a matter of seconds half the horse's length drew out of him, then drove right back in with a single smooth, mind-bendingly pleasurable motion. With a grunt of bliss of his very own, the horse chuckled at Arsene.
"Telling me I can go until I'm spent... you might live to regret that, pup. But don't you worry. I'll make sure you get your money's worth for all you can handle."
He thrust into Arsene again, the fox howling in rapture and clawing at the cubicle wall in front of him with how good that huge cock felt in his ass. He heard a thick slurping sound as all but the very head of the horse's member pulled out of him, and his eyes were filled with stars when the huge equine drove himself in once more. The whole line of stalls seemed to rattle as he felt the horse slamming himself into the adjoining wall in which the hole was connecting them. The whole bathroom echoed with the male's grunts, his wails of ecstasy, and the thick, lewd slapping of a cock deep in his ass. Arsene still didn't know exactly what the horse was suggesting with his teasing comments, but right then he didn't care. If the horse wanted to try and fuck him multiple times? He was welcome to, so long as it kept on feeling this good. And if he wanted to pay for more after that? Arsene would hungrily milk him for every drop of cum and cash he had to offer.
*********
It was seven thirty at night, and the mall closed at eight.
Charles and Eric strolled as casually as they could towards the little used upper floor bathroom at the less fashionable rear of the mall, on precisely the opposite side of the large shopping centre from the food court ones most folks made use of. The polar bear and lion couldn't help but feel a little nervous though. However much Arsene enjoyed servicing folks at his own bespoke glory-hole, he'd never waited this long to leave the mall without texting them first to let them know he was staying out late.
They were barely ten feet from the bathroom door, much of the pretence of their calm exterior having dissipated by this point and the fox's two masters both furrowing their brows with worry, when it opened. The pair froze, half expecting to see a mall cop dragging their precious pet out in handcuffs or worse, some homophobic asshole with bloodied knuckles. Instead they saw a large chestnut coated stallion, a rather handsome man exiting the bathroom as he zipped up his light jacket and re-adjusted what seemed to be a slowly diminishing but still sizeable bulge in his pants. They looked at one another, relieved, and smiled warmly at him as he passed them by with a curt, calm nod.
When the two men slipped into the bathroom, the scent of sex and sweat was everywhere. It hung thick in the air, and even before they moved around to the front of the cubicles they could hear their lover's ragged, breathless, giddy panting from within.
"Arsene?"
Charlie murmured softly.
"Had fun today, huh? So much you couldn't check in?"
Eric added, chidingly with a playful smirk to his partner.
They both found themselves wide eyed however, half smiling, half shocked when they rounded the corner and found the door to the fox's cubicle wide open.
Sitting upon the closed lid of the toilet seat, Arsene was coated nearly from head to toe in cum. His legs were lewdly spread out, one hooked around the toilet paper dispenser upon one wall, the other with its heel resting in the hole meant for others cocks to come through for him to service anonymously. His tail was a sodden, cum-soaked mess of tangled fur, and even now a veritable river of cum was oozing from his gaping ass. His face meanwhile, stained and open muzzled, was a picture of both fatigue and absolute, perfect, goofily grinning bliss. He took a few moments before he seemed to actually recognise the two figures staring in at him, and simply moaned happily to them as a little more cum drooled from his well worked rear.
What shocked the fox's masters about the scene however wasn't the state of the fox's body, the volume of cum or indeed the fact that he had apparently let someone into his stall to fuck him. It was what was resting just behind the fox's head, upon the cistern of the toilet where his clothes remained neatly and cleanly stacked.
Money.
Bills. Hundred dollar bills. At least... they did a quick count, eyes getting wider by the second. At least twenty of them.
"Holy shit."
Charlie growled under his breath, half amazed, half jealous of his pet.
Eric chuckled and nodded, licking his lips as he stared at Arsene, then at the stack of loosely laid out bills behind him.
"I know. It looks like we really... really need to raise his prices."
By Jeeves
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