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A new workday had begun, and Ricky couldn't wait for his first customer to turn up. The girlish racoon worked at a rest area next to one of the country's busiest highways. However, he didn't work as a cashier at the store, as a waiter at the cafe or as a receptionist in the motel, no, he was one of the urinals in one of the rest area's public toilets. The slender, little racoon was completely naked and strapped into a device right next to a bunch of ordinary urinals; his wrists, ankles and neck were restrained by different shackles that forced him into a kneeling, begging pose. His tail was tied down as well to prevent it from getting in the way when serving one of his customers, and his cock was locked in a chastity cage with a narrow flexible tube leading into his urethra, sealing his bladder with an inflatable rubber plug.

The toilet he worked in was theoretically public, but well-hidden behind a few corners. It wasn't the one everyone used, but an insider tip and well-known among the more frequent visitors to the rest area, mainly truckers. And this was exactly what was so great about his work. Ricky loved nothing more than the sight of a burly dude with both muscles and a good amount of meat on his bones, and there were enough of them who regularly visited this place and appreciated the services provided by the cute, girly racoon who worked as a toilet at their favorite rest area.

The door to the restroom opened and Ricky gasped overjoyed. The first visitor for today! Hopefully he discovered him and chose him to take a leak. A tall wolf stepped around the corner, he was visibly surprised by the sight of the racoon. A new one, Ricky thought, what a delight! He quickly instructed the canine on what he was doing: "Good morning, sir. I'm this restroom's special urinal, Ricky, at your service. Feel free to use me to take a piss." The guy rubbed his forehead and shook his head, mumbling embarrassedly: "Um, maybe another time, boy." Then he went to use one of the stalls.

Ricky was disappointed, but his disappointment quickly disappeared when the next person entered. It was a stout wolverine in jeans and a simple undershirt. "Hey Sam, I'm happy to see you!", the racoon greeted him excitedly. The wolverine was a trucker and a long-time visitor of the rest area. He gave him a swift nod and mumbled something under his breath; he looked like he wasn't really awake yet. The beefy male sluggishly stepped in front of him and casually unzipped his fly, baring a fat, chocolate brown dick. Without much fuss he grabbed Ricky's head and stuffed his sweaty meat into his muzzle.

The raccoon groaned blissfully when he got a taste of the trucker's sweaty, musky schlong. Even thought it was still limp, it was more than enough for the little raccoon. Being his first of the day, Ricky gagged a little as he was forced to deep-throat the well-endowed wolverine. The trucker grunted relieved and the girly male felt something really warm and wet run down his throat. He sadly didn't get to taste any of the piss, but the sensation of the naughty liquid filling him up was already reward enough for the lusty raccoon. "Ah, fuck, that's just what I needed.", Sam growled and just kept the hot stream flowing. Finally his bladder ran dry and he lazily pulled out of Ricky's throat, splattering the last drops of pungent urine right onto his tongue.

"Alright, I need to head out now. If you'd be so nice and clean my willy before I hit the road.", the wolverine demanded gruffly. The raccoon obediently sucked on the leaky tip and drank down the last few drops of his smelly donation. Then he diligently licked his meat and shoved his tongue under the foreskin, cleaning it out with deep, relishing strokes. The salty, musky taste alone told Ricky that Sam's last shower had been about two days ago. Just the perfect amount of time for some of the stronger, delicious tastes to build up, the ones the perverted raccoon loved and craved, but not too long so it became unbearable. Also, his ability to tell when someone had last showered by the taste of their dick was definitely one of his stranger talents. His slender body started shaking and he moaned like a little slut while he enjoyed his treat. After Ricky's work was finished, the wolverine rudely pulled out and gave him a firm pat on the head: "Good boy. See ya in a few days." Meanwhile the reluctant wolf had returned from his stall and looked at them with a mixture of lustful curiosity and slight disgust. "Morning, bud.", Sam greeted him with a nod, stuffed his meat back into his pants and left as if this was nothing special at all. The canine eventually left as well, still with a look of utter bewilderment on his face. Ricky snickered, it was only a matter of time until he would come back, or never again.

The second visitor was another familiar face. It was Nixi, a short, chubby red panda that always smiled with the softest, warmest expression. "Morning, son.", the trucker greeted him. "Good morning, daddy." Nixi had a habit of calling everyone son who looked like he weighed less than he did. One day Ricky jokingly referred to him as daddy, and the red panda reacted surprisingly well. Ever since then, they just kept on doing it. "Dad's brought ya some breakfast, dear.", he told him cheerfully. The raccoon already looked forward to this and gave him the most excited, eager smile.

The burly shortstack pulled his prick out of his pants. He was the complete opposite of the wolverine, not hung like a horse, but endowed with a cute, little wiener. Something that the raccoon preferred because he liked to taste his treat and not helplessly choke on it. Ricky opened his muzzle in eager anticipation when the red panda approached him, his adorable cock in his paw, and said: "First some juice for my good boy." Nixi gently inserted his shaft into Ricky's mouth and waited until the raccoon was ready for it. He sighed and his prick jumped a little as he released his delicious, flavorful urine. The raccoon noisily swallowed everything the chubby red panda urinated into his mouth hole, grunting and moaning with pleasure as the golden liquid washed over his taste buds and rolled down his gullet. It wasn't too much, and it was over sooner than Ricky would have liked, but he was grateful for every single drop. He gave Nixi a rapid, fervent lick to get rid of the last drops before the trucker pulled out and turned around.

Nixi shamelessly pulled down his pants and bared his fat, sweaty ass. "Ready for the main course, son?" He backed up and buried Ricky's face in his musky crack. The raccoon took a moment to take a deep breath and inhale the smell of the chubby male's sweaty ass. He gave it a probing lick and dragged his tongue through the cleft and over his hole. The girly male shivered with debauched pleasure, Nixi's taste hit just the right spots! He carried on to give the red panda a full service, ate his ass with loud, sloppy slurps, drove his tongue into his damp, puffy anus and gave his rectum a good, thorough tongue-wash and massage. Ricky sucked on it a little longer for good measure before he withdrew his tongue and considered his work done. Nixi's voice sounded shaky and brimmed with arousal as he commented on the raccoon's performance. "Shit, that's the stuff, son. I hope you enjoyed your meal just as much as daddy did.", he groaned and added with a glad smile, "And I'm sure my hubby's gonna love to see what ya did there with my ass." A job well done, the naughty raccoon grinned.

The chunky red panda pulled his pants back up and turned around, showing off his now fully erect wang. It was at least twice its original size and looked really thick and chubby. Nixi was more of a grower than a shower, that's for sure. "And now for a little milk to wash it down.", he smiled and stuffed his dong into Ricky's welcoming muzzle, "Now be so nice and give daddy's wiener a good suck. The milk won't come out without some effort." He bred the raccoon's face with very gentle, lazy thrusts, and the arousal of the girlish male grew rapidly. Calling it a face fuck wasn't really appropriate, it was more of a throat massage, Ricky thought with a satisfied grin. While getting his belly filled with tasty pee satisfied a much deeper, totally perverse craving and didn't really stimulate him sexually, getting fucked with a sweaty, hard cock stimulated him like crazy and turned him into a cock-hungry, horny slut within seconds. Unfortunately, his chastity cage cruelly suppressed his erection and left him whimpering and struggling, unable to do anything about it. The time for his release would come eventually, but it wasn't now. Like the good little toilet he was, he obediently endured his own distress and dutifully sucked Nixi's dick, and the pudgy trucker thanked him with a lusty growl. "Ah, yes. I love your enthusiasm, son."

The restroom became a little busier while the red panda casually banged the girly raccoon's muzzle. Some ignored the action or left immediately, others gave them a longer look or watched with unrestrained arousal. Nixi didn't care about the sudden influx of onlookers, he only concentrated on his task and took his sweet time to finish. "Shit, you've done it son.", he grunted and added cornily, "Here comes the nut pudding, make sure you swallow it all. You wanna make daddy proud, don't ya?" Ricky rejoiced with a muffled moan as the red panda jizzed into his mouth. The tangy, musty taste of cum quickly mixed with the sharp flavor of piss and softened it a bit. The raccoon greedily gulped down the man milk to the cheers of the randy crowd. As Nixi pulled out, he hummed warmly: "Look, boy. We've got a few more guests. Whaddaya say, lads? Ready to give him a little more love?"

The little male was still all fuzzy from getting nutted into and groaned lustily. That was all the confirmation the other men needed, and they moved around the raccoon and brazenly wanked their swollen shafts. One by one they came, splurted their thick, heavy cum on the girly boy and gave his face and chest a wet, warm cream coating. "What do you say to the generous gentlemen?", the red panda purred lewdly and Ricky slurred: "Thank you!" Then the males packed up and left him to himself. Only Nixi gave him a proper goodbye and kissed him: "See ya in a week, son. Luv ya."

The morning progressed and the rush hour began, in which all the truckers prepared for the day. Now the toilets were bustling with activity, and there were always at least a dozen of big, strong males tending to their business. With so many guys, the rush on Ricky was big, and the line for him was sometimes up to ten men long. He knew most of them, many only by face, others also by name. They all were eager to have a go at their favorite urinal, but only to take a leak because there was simply no time to throat-fuck the horny raccoon in peace and undisturbed.

Some were in such a hurry that they didn't even give him a taste of their cocks. They just pulled them out and showered him with their golden wastewater. Ricky received the warm, wet affection with a deeply grateful sigh. He trembled as it rained down on him, splashed against his chest and face, ran down his body and dripped into the sink under him. One of them was a particularly kinky fucker who went behind him and grabbed his foot to piss right against his paw pad, soaking and drenching it with his odorous urine. Another group of three turned the situation into an amusing pissing competition. Ricky was asked to open his mouth as wide as possible and they tried to hit his gaping muzzle with their streams. It wasn't much of a competition as they didn't bother to define a winning condition, but everyone had a great time, and as long as he was being used and left dripping with piss, the debauched raccoon was happy.

Fortunately, most of the truckers used their slutty toilet the way he preferred, by sticking their dick into his mouth. Ricky got to experience an abundance of tastes, salty, musky, sweaty, rank and tangy, and got to drink all of their urine. He also liked to play a little game. He closed his eyes and tried to identify the one using him just by taste and girth. The girlish raccoon managed to guess the owner of a dick correctly with an alarming accuracy. Then again, he was probably the biggest cock slut in a five-mile radius, so it felt more like a badge of honor to him. This job was truly heaven for someone as kinky and deviant as him.

Some of the males were absolutely massive, hung with monstrous bitch breakers and menacing ass wreckers that went way down Ricky's cock-hungry throat even while completely flaccid. He sadly didn't get to taste their pee, but since these guys were usually tall and had big, full bladders, they had so much they could pump into his bulging little stomach. Others were more sensibly endowed and gave him the opportunity to actually swallow their piss and relish every single gulp. The best ones were still those with rather short pricks or those who didn't bother to push their dick all the way in. With them he got the best of everything; he got a taste of their delicious urine and of their musky cocks at the same time. Naturally he gave the full service to all who were kind enough to feed him their meat. After the greedy raccoon had relieved someone of his pressing burden, he sucked out the last drops and cleaned the sweaty cock tip for him. Most of them also had a delicious foreskin, which made the cleaning especially arousing for him. As for his own pleasure, suffice it to say that Ricky was constantly moaning and some of the guys were cracking jokes that he sounded like a broken record. His own shaft, while unable to become erect, was now profusely leaking pre.

After the morning rush had subsided and the last truckers had left, all the piss settled and was absorbed by Ricky's body. Of course it was way too much liquid for the little raccoon, and his kidneys worked tirelessly to push all this excess water back out of him. Within an hour, everything that had gone into the upper hole was dumped into his bladder. Since his urethra was plugged by a rubber seal, the organ kept swelling with more and more of his own urine. The urge to let it flow grew from a slight nuisance to something that engulfed his entire mind. He groaned and desperately tried to pee it all out, but while his urethral sphincter was fully opened, the plug didn't allow a single drop to escape his aching, overfilled bladder.

The next few customers that visited him didn't really care about his unfortunate situation. Sure, his bulging and sloshing abdomen was impossible to miss, but that wasn't their problem. They just kept using him like advertised, to relieve themselves and give him another load of yummy piss to add to his still inflating bladder. Ricky loved every single second of it, he liked the sensation of being full to the brim and the struggle that went with it. It made him so much more sensitive to every touch, every caress, every noise and every smell.

A few hours later the raccoon's first shift ended and Roy, the owner of the rest area, came to release him from his rack. "Hey there, sunny boy. I see you had a lot of action this morning.", the lanky hare snickered. He was completely undressed, save for a belt on which he carried the key to Ricky's shackles. Roy didn't want to soil any of his clothes while dealing the drenched raccoon. He opened and loosened all his restraints and supported the girly male so he wouldn't accidentally fall out and hurt himself. Ricky had no more strength in his limbs and was solely focused on the pounding, aching pressure of his full bladder. The hare carefully lifted him over his shoulders and the raccoon groaned with displeasure. When Roy heard his belly slosh with the copious filling, he couldn't help but comment: "Oh boy, they really made sure to fill you up, Ricky."

He carried the little male into the backroom of the restroom. There were cleaning utensils on one side and a shower/tub hybrid on the other side. Roy put him down and made sure that he didn't accidentally dropped on his sensitive bulge. Ricky's chastity cage made a metallic click as it unlocked, and the raccoon whined when he finally got a little bit of relief. It wasn't what he craved most, but it was welcome anyway. Unfortunately, his dick wasn't cooperative, and all the unbearable stimulation made him hard in no time. With a full-on raging erection, there was no way he could empty his bladder until he had taken care of it, the raccoon whimpered desperately.

"Uh-oh, that doesn't look good, does it?", the hare mocked his employee's unfortunate situation, "Wanna let me take care of your little problem?" Ricky whined and managed to utter a laborious "Please". "Your wish is my command.", Roy snickered and noisily spat on his paw. He rubbed his fingers against the raccoon's backside, slid his wet fingers into his asshole and fingered Ricky's poor, defenseless ass with a raunchy growl. The girly male howled even louder and desperately yearned for sweet release.

His boss was fascinated by his pee-belly. He rubbed his overly sensitive, bulging skin with a relishing sigh and groaned lasciviously: "Fuck, you've gotten me quite horny, slut. I think I need a little more now." Without much fuss or forewarning he removed his fingers and rammed his fat rabbit prick up his ass. Ricky couldn't do anything but take the horny male with a loud, desperate cry. Roy fucked him like a hare in rut, hammered his swollen tool into the raccoon's rectum and made his entire body shake with the force of his thrusts. He pounded his poor prostate, and constantly battered his meat against the inner walls of Ricky's bladder, making his belly sound like a pool party in full swing. The bulge sloshed and gurgled, while the raccoon crumbled into a pathetically moaning and yammering pile of overstimulated lust. "I can feel the bulge in your dirty ass. Been a while since you've gotten stuffed with so much piss, right?", Roy grunted and gave him a reach-around with his greasy fingers.

Ricky's prick erupted in a violent spurt of cum. As there was still a thin rubber tube running through his urethra, his ejaculation emerged as an incoherent splatter and sprayed everywhere. The hare panted rapidly, he too neared his climax. "Your filthy sluthole is sucking me off like a champ, bitch boy.", he huffed and ejaculated his cum wad deep into the raccoon's ass. In his lusty high he even gave the smelly boy a sloppy kiss on the cheek.

Finally Ricky's member softened. Roy insistently kept his pulsating, cum-spewing wang in his tight rear and pulled him to the floor. They were now lying on top of each other, and Roy asked him with a soft, slippery whisper: "Alright, Ricky. Ready for your release?" He teasingly rubbed the girly male's aching, inflated abdomen and gently pushed down to make his urge to pee even bigger. Ricky nodded desperately. "Then tell me how much you want to piss yourself. Tell me how much of a mess you wanna make, you dirty toilet." "Please, sir, I just want it out!", Ricky howled, "I don't care where it goes, just out of me!" "Very well. Enjoy.", the lanky male purred and unlocked the valve that kept the rubber plug inflated inside the raccoon's bladder.

At first nothing really happened, but as soon as the thingy inside him was small enough to fit through his urethra, all the accumulated pressure shoved it out with exceptional force. The wet, black rubber tube was ejected with a loud shlorp, immediately followed by a stream of pale yellow urine. The pressure of the piss jet made Ricky's flaccid cock flail around and spew its golden load everywhere. The girly raccoon had turned into a pee fountain and it all rained back down on the two males. Roy enjoyed the golden shower at least as much as his frantically howling employee. Ricky couldn't help but make the sauciest, most obscene noises while basking in the wonderful feeling of relief. Every second his bladder deflated a little more and sent new tingles and shivers of pure, unfiltered satisfaction up his spine. All the trouble had been more than worth it for this unique, spectacular moment. This was what he lived for.

Ricky didn't even mind that Roy unashamedly seized the opportunity to take a leak. With his limp dick still in his employee's rectum, he grunted obscenely and urinated his warm, smelly piss into Ricky's bowels. After the exuberant discharge ended and the raccoon's bladder was finally empty, he pulled the girly male from his cock and dropped him into the shallow puddle of urine that filled the tub. The two males shared the afterglow by indulging in their mutual passion for the golden liquid and made out while wallowing in Ricky's piss.

This moment also passed, and in the end they just sat there, cuddled together and with a completely content smile on their faces. Roy pulled the plug and activated the shower. Clean, clear water rained down on them and rinsed their filthy bodies. The hare gave the raccoon another deep, loving kiss and declared with a snicker: "You really are my favorite toilet, Ricky." "Thanks, boss.", the raccoon murmured. He loved being a toilet!

After a quick shower, Ricky took a walk through the nearby forest to relieve tension and get some fresh air and energy. At some point his second shift would begin. During noon, only a few truckers were still here, most of the others were on the road again. This would be an excellent opportunity to enjoy an intensive one-on-one, the depraved raccoon thought and already looked forward to it.