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The stench of pot was hardly the worst smell in the bathroom. Diego thought it actually improved things a little bit in there, but Diego tended to think pot improved most situations. It made stressful moments calmer, made calmer moments downright chill. And it made sex more fun. He lasted longer when he was baked. It was a win-win for the hyena. All he had in mind, however, was a little more clubbing after smoking.

From the stall next door came a rough male voice. "Fuck is that smell? You smoking grass in there, kid?"

Diego flinched. His dreadlocks clattered dully against the stall wall like a cat o' nine tails. He hadn't remembered anyone going into that stall, but then things did tend to slip him by once he'd had a few puffs. Startled, he asked sharply, "What's it to you, buddy? I'm just relaxin' in here."

His neighbor flushed and stepped out of his stall. A moment later he was looking over Diego's stall door. Diego, who had his pants down and his butt on the seat for only a piss, made no effort to cover up. He wasn't self-conscious. Some of his best lays had happened in bathrooms anyway. He looked up at the stranger plainly.

"That stuff stinks like a skunk's ass, kid."

Diego studied the guy. From what he could see, the guy was a wolf, gray in the face, so maybe mid-forty, fifty. Trucker hat on his head. He didn't seem to care that he was looking at another man's dick, so that probably meant he was queer.

The hyena had one more puff, then dropped the almost burnt-out joint in the toilet, bringing it precariously close to his genitals to do so. He coughed as he exhaled. "No offense, dude," another short cough, "but how would you know what skunk ass smells like?"

"From smellin' skunk ass, obviously," was the wolf's blunt reply.

The brown hyena chuckled. "Fair enough, man," he said agreeably. He made himself decent and flushed, came out of the stall, and got a better look at his voyeur. The old wolf was dressed like a blue-collar slob with oil-streaked jeans and flannel. A little bit doughy, but strong-looking, too.

Diego by contrast was the quintessential stoner. He had on shorts without underwear and a white shirt with a pale green outline of a pot leaf on it. Meticulously groomed dreadlocks hung over his shoulders, tied back by a dark headband. He leaned against the sink and grinned. "Hey man, you always watch guys on the toilet?"

The wolf narrowed his eyes somewhat. Their color was a striking, rusty orange. "You always pee like a girl?" he countered.

"Sometimes," Diego chuckled. "Just easier like that, man, less mess."

The wolf unzipped his jeans with deliberate slowness. Diego watched, almost motionless, as the truck driver pulled out his cock. It was thick and black, uncircumcised, flaccid at the moment. "Who cares about making a mess in a dump like this, kid?"

Diego eyed the wolf's cock, appraising it carefully with stoned eyes. Then, like a duelist unsheathing his weapon, he slid down his shorts just enough to bare his own cock and balls, tucking the waistband under his sweaty sack. His cock was pink, a little narrower than the wolf's but just about a match for length.

"Not a bad way of looking at it, dude," said Diego agreeably. He moved a bit closer, cupped his penis, cupped the wolf's too in the same paw. The feeling of warm, unfamiliar meat against his own made him stiffen up a bit. He looked at the lazy frot, then up at the wolf. "You're pretty hot, you like to fuck around, man?"

"Call me Ryan, kiddo," said the wolf.

"Diego," the hyena replied.

Ryan leaned in. He gave Diego's pot-smelling mouth a little smooch. "Yeah, I fuck around sometimes. With cute boys, anyway."

"Aw, I'm cute," Diego said, smirking. He squeezed his cock against Ryan's, getting stiffer, leaking precum. Ryan proved just as leaky. Neither he nor Ryan cared about being busted; fags fucked in the club bathroom all the time. People had stopped caring. "All right, Ryan. What's your pleasure, man?"

The wolf's eyes drifted around the grubby bathroom. It was the sort of bathroom in which one tried to touch as little as possible. Every surface had a weathered, soiled look like unvarnished wooden furniture left out for decades. Graffiti covered the stall walls and doors in such thick swaths that tags and phone numbers overlapped into a spaghetti of lines and ink.

"Eat your ass if you're down," he said, growling. "Sniff it too, if you don't mind."

"You wanna sniff my ass?" the hyena asked, grinning. "Fuck yeah, man. Long as you don't mind if I return the favor, huh?"

Ryan leaned in and kissed Diego again. The hyena kissed back. "You can do more than just sniff me, kid. Put that nice cock of yours somewhere hot."

Diego was not exactly surprised the old wolf was a catcher. It took all kinds. It was a bit of a relief, though; Diego was no anal virgin, but Ryan's size was more than he was ready for on short notice.

"Here, man," the hyena said, sitting up on the block of the counter. His ass almost fell into the sink. He pushed down his shorts and said, "Sniff up, dude. I'm a little ripe but I'm willing to bet you don't care."

Ryan squatted rather than knelt. Diego couldn't blame him, god only knew what was on the bathroom floor. His cold nose brushed under Diego's sweaty sack and pushed inward. His nostrils hit the smelly bud of Diego's asshole, covered in sweat, rich with musk. The wolf inhaled and shuddered. "Good," he gruffed. "No fun smellin' ass if it smells like goddamn soap."

"Fuckin-A to that," Diego concurred, masturbating in a slow and lazy fashion. "You're a pretty cool dude, Ryan."

Ryan's answer was a snorting sniff. Diego grinned tightly, leaning back until his shoulder blades touched the mirror. Air rushed across his sweaty pucker, collecting musk on its way into Ryan's eager nose. He licked his lips, closed his eyes. "Shit, man. You really don't mess around. You got that old-school mega-queer shit going on."

"Damn right I do," Ryan said proudly. He looked up at the hyena past his cock and balls. "Good stink, kid. Real good." Another snort, deep and hungry. Ryan shuddered at its conclusion and gave his own cock some lazy tugs.

Diego stroked his cock slowly, feeling mellow, very mellow from the grass. He listened to Ryan sniffing his ass; the wolf sounded like someone with a cold trying to clear their sinuses. Then another visual occurred to the baked hyena. He chuckled and said, "Sounds like you're snorting up coke, dude."

"Some of that and we'd have a party, huh?" Ryan asked, grinning. He slurped across Diego's smelly rim, smearing on some drool with a few more licks.

The hyena tensed and moaned softly. "Mm, you into blow, man? Shit's all right. Just more about that mellow high, myself." He put an arm behind his head for comfort, but smelled his rank armpit without hesitating.

"Nah, only tried it once," Ryan said. Another slobbery lap, then his lips smacked on the rim, sucked it. Diego's toes curled; he clenched his jaws and softly whined. "Mm, you got a real tasty butthole on you, kid. Mind if I taste your prick?"

"Be my guest, guy," Diego said fondly, unhanding it for the wolf. Now he folded both arms behind his head, letting his body odor waft out in stereo. "For a gross old queer, you're pretty cool."

Ryan straightened up with a bit of difficulty. He did it without touching the filthy floor. Sweat glistened on his muzzle. "I go for that cool uncle vibe, actually. The one who'll buy you cigarettes and beer." He winked at the hyena, then he dived on Diego's meat, gulping it down in his broad snout.

Over Ryan's hungry, wet suckles, Diego cooed, "Fuck, man. Just blow my fucking balls off, why don't you?" He touched the back of Ryan's head, politely leaving the cap in place; no clean place to put it down in here. Even the sink felt grubby against his ass cheeks.

The wolf grumbled and moaned as he bobbed on Diego's cock. His fingers worked the balls and the asshole. He teased one around the hyena's rim and then he slid it inside slowly, gently. Diego tensed, grimaced somewhat, showing the bone-crushing teeth hyenas are known for.

Softly, "Hey, man, I didn't know you'd put a finger in my ass. I don't really mind it, just give a guy some notice."

"Sorry," Ryan mumbled around the hyena's cock. Then he was sucking again, slobber caking Diego's meat, running over his balls. His big pink tongue slopped and stroked and hugged Diego's cock repeatedly.

Without grass, Diego thought he might have popped by now between that snuffling rimjob and this fine, fine blowjob. But with a buzz on, every feeling had a nice glaze to it. He felt good, the pleasure was intense, but he needed more of it to get off. It made him a little lazy, but enduring; he liked it.

Even still, Diego was starting to worry about how long the wolf would go on. He asked gently, "Hey, like, not to interrupt a good thing, but you still want me to put it in you?"

Ryan's rubbery jowls slipped off of Diego's cock. In the open air it throbbed intensely, drool loping down its shaft. Ryan said to the hyena, "I'll keep sucking ya if you want, kid." A grin, but still Ryan was handsome and charming even at maximum sleaze. "Not gonna lie, though. I'd sure as hell love to have my ass cored out."

Diego smirked. He was blushing. "Well show me already. I never smelled trucker ass before. I bet it's good."

The wolf stood, putting his weight on the sink. His jeans tumbled down his straightening legs but steel-gray boxers clung to him, covering his rump in back, tucked under his balls in front.

"Here, kid," Ryan said, the rough flag of his tail swishing. "Fuck whatever grody bong you got on your dresser at home, take a snort off of this." Before Diego's bloodshot eyes, Ryan tugged down his boxers, baring the hefty curves of his old ass. His rear was mostly black, but a skunk stripe of gray colored his crack. The fur gleamed with sweat both fresh and fermented.

"Damn, got enough ass for two, old man," Diego marveled as he palmed the cheeks. He slipped his fingers into the hot crevice between and pried them open. In the dingy light of the restroom, he got his first peek at Ryan's anus. Snug and pink, greasy with sweat; it winked at Diego, begging for it, as far as the hyena was concerned.

Ryan pushed his ass into the hyena's paws. "Shut up and start smelling. Or sucking, or licking. Whatever turns you on, kid."

"Uh, all of the above," Diego snickered. As he pushed his snout into Ryan's ass crack, he leaned heavily on the old wolf. Down inside those cheeks was a very particular stink, a foul old stink the musk-hungry hyena drank greedily. His nose snuffled even before it hit the rim. Once his nostrils smooched against its pucker, he started to snort just as obnoxiously as Ryan had.

Another patron, a stag going for and nailing a punk aesthetic, walked right past the pair on his way to the urinals. He never gave the pair so much as a glance.

Ryan said as the stag left, "Kid didn't even shake his pecker off."

Diego slurped across Ryan's tight bud. Just like the wolf had done, he alternated his slurps with snorts. The musk was fine, a drug all by itself. Diego had a wild thought about bottling the stuff and selling it on the street like any other crank.

"Fuck, kid. You snack on asshole like it's your last goddamn meal."

The hyena smacked his lips on Ryan's asshole. He smooched it and pulled back like a diver coming up for air, gasp and all. "Great ass," he cooed, nuzzling a cheek. He gave it a little nibble and then asked the wolf, "You still wanna be fucked?"

"Yeah, and come on, put it in already," Ryan urged, sounding almost childlike. "Makin' me fucking wait for dick, what kind of queer are you?"

"The kind that ain't used to sixty-year-old dads wanting dick in the ass," Diego answered, pressing up against the wolf. His prick slotted into the wolf's ass cheeks and they were so pillowy-warm that Diego wanted to hotdog them. He stashed the idea for later. He knew a fox who would be down for that later.

"I'm not sixty, you shit," Ryan laughed. "I'm fifty."

"Still old. Suspiciously old," Diego remarked. He ground against Ryan's rump, cock sliding up and down in the wolf's deep, warm slot. A few grinds later and he decided enough was enough. Holding his cock, steadying its stiff shaft, Diego found the wolf's slippery asshole. A firm push helped him inside.

Ryan grunted and huffed. Diego listened intently and asked with some concern, "You all right? Wanna stop?"

"Just needed a second there, kiddo," Ryan said, waving off the concern. "This old ass ain't what it used to be. I can still take a dick with the best of 'em, though."

Diego smirked. He pressed in slowly and smoothly. He wanted Ryan to enjoy it. When his hips bumped the wolf's wide behind, he draped himself over Ryan and nuzzled the wolf's neck. "You're tight for such an old queer," Diego cooed. "Bet you were getting fucked before I was even walking. Really impressive, man."

"Fuck you, kid," Ryan sneered. "If we were swapped around, I'd be banging you like a screen door, you know that? Have you howling for daddy. Or, in your case, yapping for daddy. Mouthy hyena kid."

The hyena slid his arms around Ryan, holding onto the wolf's doughy belly. His bloodshot eyes closed and he bucked his hips, making a soft smacking sound when he pressed into the wolf. Ryan's rump was so thick and flabby that its cheeks wobbled, giving his fur the undulating appearance of wheat in a breeze.

"You ain't bad, Ryan," Diego sighed. He nuzzled firmly into the wolf, panting softly, smelling the old queer's musky scent. Mostly he smelled Ryan's shirt, which smelled of oil and body odor. Diego found the wolf's overall smell pleasant enough; not everything could smell as good as Ryan's asshole did.

"Thanks," Ryan warmly replied. He hiked a leg up onto the sink like a dog about to take a piss. "Fuck. Thanks a lot, kid." Pushing against the sink and wall, Ryan pushed his rear against the hyena. His cock drizzled precum into the sink. "Hey. You mind givin' a guy a reacharound?"

Diego snickered. "Yeah man, that's cool." His right paw slid down Ryan's belly and found his greasy meat. He thumbed the glans, then started to tug, pulling the foreskin down and then tugging it up. As he fucked the wolf and tugged his thick, black prick, Diego relaxed against Ryan's broad back. The sweat and the masculine smells were relaxing to him; the buzz from the weed made him prone to cuddling. He sighed, "Shit, dude. You're tight. Uh, you want it inside or outside?"

"Inside," Ryan answered, peering at his reflection in the grime. It made him smirk to see his thick body with spotted, gangly arms wrapped around it. He bucked back into Diego hard enough that the hyena gasped. "Harder, kiddo. You're fucking me, so fuck me."

"Aye, cap'n," Diego sneered. He switched paws on the wolf's prick and he thought about climbing up on the sink himself. A vision of the porcelain tearing off of the wall dissuaded him; he could fuck the old queer just find from the floor.

Diego's hips smacked Ryan's ass harshly. The slobber-lube was doing just fine; the precum he leaked into Ryan helped. His balls had that feather-tickle in them, the sensation of an orgasm getting closer. He tugged the wolf's cock abusively, knowing from personal experience the kind of manhandling a penis could take. Ryan showed no pain, just moaned and pushed back. His cock pulsed in Diego's strangling fingers.

"God, you're getting it now, kid," Ryan wheezed. "Holy fuck. That's it, that's the shit. Pound me, kid."

"Yeah. Yeah, fuck dude," Diego murmured, clinging fast to Ryan, smelling him hungrily. He switched paws again, back to his dominant right. Like he'd never stopped, he reinstated his vicious hold on Ryan's penis, holding it so tightly as he stroked that the dribbles of precum were choked into fat beads. He brought his hips crashing into Ryan's wide black ass with all the energy he had to give, making his balls swing and clap against Ryan's dangling sack.

Ryan whined and tensed. He grimaced and he came, shooting into the sink in spite of Diego's barbaric grip. Diego was holding on so tightly that he felt the cum pushing through the wolf's shaft, felt it bulge the flesh ever so subtly before it was ejected. He eased off after that squirt, but still maintained a healthy grip on the wolf's meat.

Diego rammed his own cock into the tight wolf, giving Ryan a few dozen more smacks. In that time a burly stallion came in, made use of a urinal, watched the pair silently for a few moments, and then left. Diego realized he was being observed yet did not stop; it was only fair to put on a show if you fucked in public. He might have balked if the horse wanted to take up the rear, of course.

"Mmm, shi-i-it," Diego whined, grinning wide and toothy, tail swishing. He pushed into Ryan a few more times, each push slower yet harder than the last. With his final thrust he bottomed out in the wolf and held on tight, hugging Ryan snugly, pressing cum-streaked fingers against the trucker's flannel-clad gut. His cock pulsed inside of the old wolf and it erupted a few seconds later, pumping hot, thick hyena cream deep into the wolf's big gay ass. He nuzzled into the wolf's back, listening happily to Ryan's low, slutty moan.

"Good for you, kid?" Ryan asked softly, sweetly. He reached back and patted Diego's hip.

Diego let go of Ryan, yet stayed inside. He petted the wolf's naked hips. "Yeah, dude. You're like, you're all soft and shit. That's cool."

Ryan smirked at Diego in the mirror. "Real way with words you got, kid. A regular Whitman."

The hyena laughed. He gave Ryan's ass a firm smack, enough to make the wolf grunt and squeeze down. "Man, whatever. You're the dude looking for cock in a bathroom."

"Yeah, yeah," Ryan groused, but he was smiling. "Let me clean up, kid."

Diego slid out of the wolf. A dribble of cum chased his cock out, running down Ryan's taint in a thin white line. The wolf shimmied into a stall and the hyena, with no shame at all, rinsed his cock in the sink.

Ryan was surprised to see Diego waiting when he came out of the stall. The hyena, looking relaxed and collected, nodded at him. "Hey, man. You bein' a truck driver and all, you figure you could gimme a lift?"

"Sure, kid," Ryan said easily. "You a local?"

"Mhm. I don't live too far away, like two miles." Diego shrugged. "I came with a buddy and figured I'd leave with whoever seemed cool."

Ryan grinned. "Aw. I'm cool."

Diego grinned back. Being a hyena, his grin was far toothier. "Don't get a big fucking head about it, you're still an old queer, dude." He sidled up to Ryan and gave him a smooch. Both of them had musky, smelly lips.

"So you don't just want a ride," Ryan mused. He slid an arm around Diego's back and squeezed him. "You wanna defile me again."

The hyena snickered. "Yeah, man, basically. Or you can do me. Whatever, I'm cool about it. Long as you don't mind the smell of weed."

Ryan smooched him. "I guess if the stench of your devil's cabbage gets to me, I can just take refuge in your ass crack." He nudged Diego along. "All right, kid. Let's get going."