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The slender reptile, blue-backed and black-bellied, touched his hip to that of truck-driving wolf. Bray was the lizard's name, musky men were his game, and none seemed muskier than Mr. Ryan Huffman whose distinctively aged appearance had drawn the lizard in, but whose smell had sealed the deal.

Ryan's paw slithered down Bray's bare flank and came to rest on his hip, easily felt through exceptionally tight shorts. Bray cooed sweetly and similarly slid a smooth hand under Ryan's grubby shirt. Through sweaty, greasy fur he went, gliding over rolls of fat, coming finally to the supple mound of a moob.

"You weird kid," Ryan said in a low voice, a smile on his face.

Bray studied Ryan's face in the mirror. Mostly the mirror was filthy, covered with scum and graffiti, but even a garbled look at a face as handsome as Ryan's was a treat to the reptile. He kneaded Mr. Huffman's tit softly, thumb playing over a nipple, coaxing it to stiffen.

Ryan said with a shiver, "You're a really weird kid, playing with my titties like that."

"They're just too beautiful to ignore," said Bray with not even a touch of sarcasm in his voice. He kissed Ryan's cheek and the wolf turned his head and kissed back. Not many boys measured up to Ryan's six-foot-four stature, but Bray was only an inch shy plus the difference the wolf's boots made. He was able to kiss Mr. Huffman without trouble.

The reptile pulled up Ryan's shirt slowly. A straight man would have felt lurid anticipation peeling off a woman's shirt; Bray went both ways but was more titillated by Ryan's doughy build than any woman's naked chest. He touched his lips to the nipple he had stiffened, the nub small and black. He suckled it, flicked it with his tongue and spurred a quiet moan from the old wolf.

"Ooh, Mr. Huffman," Bray cooed, lips and tongue working around the wolf's tit.

"Just Ryan, kiddo."

Bray smiled as he nuzzled into the space between Ryan's moobs. His tail swished, then curled itself around the bare drain pipe of the sink. "Sorry, Ryan. Now, you told me if I followed you in here, you'd take off those jeans."

A sly grin creased Ryan's jowly lips. He leaned into Bray, pecked a kiss between his eyes. "Gosh, kid, we're in a public bathroom here."

"A public bathroom in the nastiest gay club in the city," Bray countered, hands cupping the denim-dressed cheeks of Ryan's behind. "If I'm being honest, the people who come in here just to use the toilets are the weird ones."

"Well, shit. You got me there," Ryan conceded. He pulled down his zipper, so well-worn that it barely made any noise. Bray stepped back but kept his hands on Ryan's tits, and he watched as the wolf pushed down his jeans. Ryan revealed his steel-gray boxers, the fabric dark with sweat and ripe with musk. The wolf asked as he hooked his thumbs into the waistband, "Want me to take 'em off, or do you wanna do it yourself?"

Bray grinned. "I'd be honored to peel those off for you, Ryan."

Ryan unhooked his thumbs and cracked a lopsided smirk. "Fuck, I could get used to this worship stuff. Maybe I oughta make you cute boys start buying me shit. Daddy's truck needs a new A/C."

Bray sweetly laughed. Ryan's figure and scent had been the hooks, but after a chat over a drink, Bray had found himself truly enamored with the old wolf's personality. He pecked Ryan on the lips and cooed, "All I have to offer is a good time. Hope that's enough."

Said Ryan as Bray slipped around behind him, grinding on his half-bared thigh, "Well, I guess that'll do."

Smoothly Bray knelt and tried not to think too much of the filthy state of the bathroom floor. He nosed into the seat of Ryan's boxers where a ragged line of sweat delineated the old wolf's ass crack. Ryan's scent was rich and fermented; Bray shuddered, eyes rolling back as he had his first hit. Then he pinched the boxers by the leg holes, tugged them downward and slowly bared the broad and fatty cheeks of Mr. Huffman's rear.

"Gawd, your ass is so wide and fat," Bray whined, reverence thick in his voice. He closed his eyes as he slipped his snout into the wolf's crevice. Even without specifically smelling Ryan's anus, he was stricken by powerful musk which permeated the crack, clinging to the fur just as stubbornly as all the beads of sweat. He slurped up through the crack then planted his nose purposefully in the bud of Ryan's tight, black anus. He snorted and then shuddered, his sinuses overwhelmed by potent wolf stink. His penis had already made a tent in his shorts, but now it throbbed without being handled.

Ryan bent somewhat over the sink. He braced his paws on the porcelain and perked his rump against Bray's snorting snout. "Get in there good and deep, kiddo," growled Ryan in his smooth, aged voice. "God, I love it when you kids know how to snort asshole."

"Ooh-, oh, fuck," Bray whined, his speech muffled by Ryan's ass cheeks. "You smell fucking amazing, Ryan, I'd snort you all day."

"Bet you would," Ryan replied, a tiny smirk on his snout. "How's about a little action on the front there, too? And maybe a little more of that tongue."

"Anything you want, Ryan," Bray crooned, his voice sweet and eager. Between indulgent snorts, he slathered his tongue across Ryan's bud, lapping away salty sweat and tasting what he could only assume to be musk and old sweat. At the same time he palmed the wolf's penis and cupped his balls. The wolf's cock proved fat and heavy, with foreskin hooding its rounded head. His scrotum was similarly heavy and plump, dressed in coarse fur thick with sweat. Bray masturbated Mr. Huffman slowly but firmly, a loving touch on the balls but a gripping, firm one on the penis. Streamlets of precum oozed through his leathery fingers like honey.

Ryan luridly grumbled. His tail swished, fanning the vulgar smell of his anus. "That's it, kid, that's the good shit," the wolf sighed. "I haven't had my asshole and my prick worked like this in weeks, you know that? You're doing miracles back there."

Bray's sweat- and musk-scented snout was all smiles as he snacked and snuffled on Mr. Huffman. He pushed his lips against the old wolf's rim and planted a wet, suckling smooch; and the deep groan which Ryan let off was such a wonderful noise that Bray planted another one. This kiss he kept going a moment more, suckling several seconds, making Ryan's anus thicken under the pressure. When Bray let off, his lips made a sharp pop, and Ryan groaned and shot a thick spurt of pre through the lizard's fingers.

"Fu-u-uck, that's so damn good," Ryan snarled, grinding back, pushing his ass insistently against Bray's face. His ass cheeks were so broad, his crack so deep that it felt to Bray like his head might vanish between them. Bray didn't think he would mind such a fate.

Behind Bray, footsteps passed by. Another patron at the club, a wolf but a gray one unlike Ryan, paused and watched the live sex show. Neither Bray or Ryan minded the audience. Ryan even asked the younger wolf in the mirror, "Wanna join in, kid? Work the front while this kid huffs the tailpipe?"

"Maybe some other time, old man," the strange wolf chuckled. "Your lizard's making that asshole look appealing though."

The other wolf went into a stall, did his business, and then left without washing his paws. Ryan said after he was gone, "Shit, I was really hoping I could talk him into a blowjob."

Bray eased back from Ryan's deep, smelly ass crack. Panting softly, he cooed, "I can suck you off. Or you can pound me. God, have me however you want, Ryan, you're a goddamn stud."

Ryan considered for a moment. He patted Bray's smooth head softly. "Get those shorts off, kid," he growled. "Let papa wolf have a taste of your asshole. Hope you got a good stink going on."

The lizard stood and peeled off his taut shorts. He wore nothing under them, not at the club where he expected (or at least hoped) to get laid. He stood before Ryan blushing and grinning, his own black cock on display, leaking a drizzle of precum. "Ryan, I'm a lizard, of course I smell back there. I just hope you can handle it."

The old truck-driving wolf grinned and pressed up close to Bray. He cupped their penises together without looking down. "Kid, I've been snorting smelly ass since before you came outta your egg." He squeezed their cocks together, stroked them a few times; Bray moaned softly and leaned against him, gave him a kiss with musky lips.

Gently, "You like that, kiddo?"

"Your prick feels so good against mine," hissed Bray. "And that big, warm paw... you're a hunk, Ryan."

Ryan smiled. Bray thought the wolf was blushing. "Aw, you. C'mon, now. Turn around and hike up that tail, papa's hungry for a little starfish."

Now it was Ryan's turn to kneel. He pried apart the taut blue cheeks of Bray's ass and spied the pucker down between them, black like his underbelly and genitals. Sweat glistened on the reptile's hide but especially in the crack.

The wolf shoved his sniffer against Bray's asshole and snorted with everything he had. Bray gasped. He giggled, "Oh, that tickles!"

"It's the fur and the whiskers," Ryan said into Bray's rear, which muffled his speech but not as much as his crack had garbled Bray's. He snuffled again, exhaled, slurped up through the swamp and gave the lizard yet another snort. Reptilian musk was one of the things Ryan never quite got used to. He had smelled skunks and wolverines and other infamously musky critters, but reptilian fuckboys always had a leg up on them. But to a musk fiend like Mr. Huffman, the scent was delicious.

"Gawddamn, kid," breathed Ryan, eyes rolling back. He hugged around the lizard's thighs and snorted hard and heavy off his pucker. "Fucking smelly ass you got. Damn good stuff."

Bray grinned, blushed. He gripped his penis and slowly masturbated; just a fluffing tug to keep himself primed for the moment when, he hoped, Mr. Huffman plowed him like a snow-covered road. "I told you I was," he said, rather slyly. "I'm happy it meets your approval. I think you'd know a thing or two about a nice, smelly ass."

Ryan pulled apart the cheeks again, spreading them almost painfully wide, but Bray enjoyed the rough play. He perked his butt out and whined. Ryan smooched his anus, growled, smooched again and gave it a hard, lingering suck like the ones Bray had earlier given him.

Bray grimaced, tail lashing, penis jetting small but potent spurts of precum across the filthy tiles. Ryan let off the suck with a pop and Bray cried out in a whorish way, then cupped his filthy snout in his free hand as though he were ashamed of his outburst. Due to Ryan's firm suckle his anus had been raised slightly, and its black rim throbbed much the same way his penis did. He said haltingly, "Oh-, oh my god, Ryan..."

Snarling with lust, Ryan dove into Bray's crack. Snorting, slobbering, smooching, giving the reptile all the pleasures he could with his mouth alone. He pushed his lips to the rim and ground his broad, flat tongue against its pucker until he worked his way inside, and then he fucked the boy with his tongue.

The lizard shuddered and gasped, making such deeply submissive noises that even his hisses were timid. He held onto the sink now for support with both hands, as his legs were trembling. His anus held onto Ryan's tongue tightly but could not stop its wriggling and slobbering. In a warbling voice he bleated, "I'm-, I'm going to fucking cum if you don't stop-"

Bray couldn't finish speaking, but Ryan got the flavor of the message. Knowing what Bray was saying didn't stop him, and Bray, although he desired cum in his ass courtesy of Mr. Huffman, was happy that he didn't. Deeper and harder went Ryan's tongue, working open tight anal walls, pushing on the prostate indirectly. Bray's toes curled and his penis harshly throbbed. Then suddenly the lizard came, his cock flexing and slinging fat ropes of cum which slopped half into, half out of the sink's grubby basin. His anal muscles clenched roughly on Ryan's tongue but the wolf was undaunted, and he continued to devour Bray's tense asshole, prolonging what Bray would later consider to be one of the top five orgasms of his life.

"Fuh-, fuck," Bray yowled, head thrown back and tail slashing at open air. He grimaced when he hissed out, "Oh please, Ryan, it's too much, too much!"

Ryan kept up his tonguing a moment longer, snarling as he ate the lizard, his own penis spitting wads of precum. He was broken out of his lusty trance only by the plaintive tone of Bray's voice, and he plucked out his tongue from the lizard's seizing anus suddenly enough that Bray gasped.

Ryan rocked back on his knees with a heavy huff. Then he stood up, snout brushing Bray's bottom as he rose. He brushed his cock against the lizard's rear, at the same time cupping his hips. "Can I stick it in, kid?"

"Just-, just one moment, Ryan," pleaded Bray, who unhanded the sink and leaned into the wolf. Ryan had calmed, though his erection still throbbed. He hugged Bray fondly around the middle and licked his neck with a musky tongue. "I've, uh, never had a hands-free orgasm before..."

The wolf grinned. "Well, you're welcome, kid. Just return the favor by letting me know when I can pound that slick butt. Eating ass always gets me going hard."

"It really does, doesn't it? I can feel your dick rubbing on me, leaking all over my ass cheeks." He pressed more firmly into Ryan, though his body still shivered from his recent, powerful orgasm.

"Don't tease, kid," Ryan said, grumbling lowly against the nape of Bray's neck. "Lemme stick it in that butt of yours, be a shame to waste all that drool I just crammed in there."

"Ah, you've got me there," Bray said, smiling at the old gay wolf's logic. "Okay... okay, Ryan." He pulled forward and as Ryan unhanded him, he braced his hands upon the sink again, slightly inclining himself and pouting out his taut, blue bottom in the process. "I'm all yours, papa wolf."

"Be honest, kid, you were mine as soon as you laid eyes on me," Ryan chuckled. He gripped Bray's ass cheeks, grubby old paws toughened by work, but their touch was still loving. He pulled them apart for the second time and gazed fondly on the lizard's small and dark bud. It and the fleshy hide around it glistened under a stringy coating of drool.

Ryan sunk his dark penis between the lizard's ass cheeks, kissed the head of his cock to Bray's anus, braced his meat with a paw, then pressed smoothly and slowly into the boy who hissed but also moaned. Bray's tail curled around Ryan's arm and the lizard said with a tone of submission, "Ooh, I'm your toy, Ryan. That big dick feels good opening up my ass."

The wolf watched his cock sink into Bray, gazing over the slope of his gut, a tight smile on his snout. Ryan never tired of watching his prick vanish into boys like Bray, and he spoke as his hips came to rest on the lizard's plush bottom, "Tight goddamn ass on you, kid. Papa likes that."

Bray was grinning but blushing, penis hardening again in spite of his recent, draining climax. He pushed into Ryan and the wolf's reply was to squeeze Bray into a bearhug, not crushing him but still holding him so snugly that escape was impossible.

Ryan started bucking his hips and Bray moaned for the gray-muzzled wolf. He leaned gladly into the tall, smelly truck driver and said in a mincing voice, "Yeah, Ryan, please use me. I'm a good boy."

"You sure are, kid," Ryan cooed, chin on Bray's shoulder, musky lips close enough for the lizard to smell. His cock was thick and impressively long even with the pad of fat on his pelvis eating up a couple of its inches. His balls swung into the space between Bray's parted thighs, at times swatting the reptile's own balls, which hung low in the heat and dribbled with sweat but dangled nowhere near as low as Ryan's well-aged scrotum.

Footsteps behind the wolf. Two pairs, if he was counting right. One went right into a stall. Another paused, watched; a hyena, Ryan thought, looking in the grimy mirror. He was brown, squat, metal hoops hanging from his round ears. After a moment the hyena said, "Nice danglers, old man. You tearing up some boypussy there?"

"Goddamn right I am," Ryan affirmed, friendly but confident in a way which made Bray nearly swoon.

"He's fucking the shit out of me," Bray agreed, moaning whorishly. "Fuck, you're amazing, Ryan..."

The hyena uttered a yipping laugh. He knelt behind the wolf, cupped his ass cheeks, pulled them apart. "Lemme get a little taste, old dude. That cool?"

"Everyone should smell this wolf," Bray said, ostensibly to the hyena.

Ryan chuckled. "Sure. Go for it, kiddo. The more, the merrier."

Sometimes queer clubs - or, really, clubs in general - grated on Ryan's nerves with their pounding music and strobing lights, but he remembered why he came to them when the hyena crammed in his short brown snout. As hungrily as Bray but with less reverence, just nasty lust, the hyena snorted and pecked Ryan's rim, nostrils flaring wide as he sucked down rich lupine musk. After a few good snorts, while Ryan slowly ground into Bray, the hyena tugged back his now sweaty snout and gasped in the relatively clean air of the restroom.

"Ey, goddamn," the hyena huffed, tail swishing. "Fucking nasty-ass lumberjack-looking dude. You smell gross." There was pleasure in his voice but he came off as a punk. He nipped one of Ryan's blubbery cheeks then stood up, wiping off his lips on the back of an arm as if he had just eaten a juicy slice of watermelon. "What you doing later, old dude?"

Free of hyena snuffling, Ryan picked up the pace. His hips slapped into Bray's ass, muffled slaps cutting into the stale air. Bray softly gasped, hissed, his take on what might have been a whimper from a mammal.

Ryan said between grunts of sexual exertion, "Dunno. Might still be be with this cutie. Maybe you can join in."

"Maybe," the hyena cryptically said. And then he left without ever even using the toilets. The other patron left a few moments later, and neither Ryan or Bray even knew what he was.

"Gawd," Bray said, shuddering and holding onto the sink for dear life. "That hyena, he knew what was up. He knew how fucking good you smell, Ryan."

The wolf licked the smooth, hairless hide of Bray's head, leaving ribbons of drool which the lizard didn't mind at all. He squeezed the boy in a little tighter, brought his hips a little harder against Bray's fine butt. His thick black meat slammed Bray's small black anus and the lizard's own shaft pulsed and leaked, hard without the benefit of being touched.

"Yeens are always into stink," Ryan chuckled. "Woulda been more surprised if he hadn't snorted my backdoor." He leaned over the lizard and rested his gut on Bray's back.

The lizard savored the sensation of doughy rolls and plump moobs hanging on his hide and he pressed back into the old gay wolf. He coiled his tail around Ryan's leg and cooed, "Fuck, Ryan, you're so chubby and cute, you're like a big sweaty pillow. I love it."

"You're a funny kid," Ryan said, chuckling and grinning, but there was a strain in his voice. Bray caught it and he knew what it meant, and the thought that Ryan was about to dump his nuts was an exciting one. Few things satisfied Bray like an ass full of cum, especially if it came from such a chubby and well-scented man as Mr. Huffman.

In his sweet and cooing voice, Bray asked, "You gonna fill me up, papa? Gonna cream my boypussy?"

Ryan groaned. "Gawd, kid, don't call it that. Ass, butt, prison suitcase, anything but fuckin' boypussy." He emphasized the word as if it were something he had stepped in. "But-," he shuddered and grumbled, "yeah, papa's gonna cream you, kiddo... gonna nut you real fucking good."

Ryan hunkered over the lizard whose heart raced. He slouched under more of the wolf's fatty weight and it excited him almost as much as the musk and the anal sex did combined. Bray loved his men chubby, and his women too for that matter, but there was nothing quite like a doughy, sweaty daddy. He said in a voice breaking with pleasure, "Oh-, oh fuck yes, do it! Do it, Ryan!"

The wolf squeezed his boy tighter, but then his paws drifted down, clutched onto slim hips instead. He took his weight off of Bray but he threw his back into the sex, throwing his hips at Bray's ass, hitting him with so much force that the lizard's legs wobbled. He grimaced, slightly yellowed teeth glinting with spittle, eyelids clenched shut. He snarled through his teeth, "Fu-u-uck, you're one tight-assed kid!"

"Yeah, yeah, I sure am," Bray squealed, his own eyes closed just as tightly, his tail squeezing Ryan's thigh like a cuddly snake. His asshole ached but in the good way only anal sex brought on. He grappled with his own penis, masturbated himself urgently, knowing for a fact there would be no miraculous hands-free orgasm hitting him a second time. Bray didn't mind jerking off.

Even after his earlier orgasm, Bray managed to cum again before Ryan. He hissed as his cock began to spurt. The suddenness of his orgasm surprised Ryan and even Bray himself who said with a gasp, "Gawd, again already!"

All that mattered to Ryan in that crucial moment was how suddenly tight the boy's anal muscles had become: Bray squeezed like a vise when he came and that was all for Mr. Huffman, whose dick was caught balls-deep in the kneading embrace of Bray's tight anal muscles. He hunched over the lizard, groaning as he came, pumping thick salty cream deep, deep inside of Bray. The lizard moaned with Mr. Huffman and he softly gyrated his hips, milking Ryan, hoping to coax every last drop out of the smelly old wolf.

"Jesus H. Christ, kiddo," Ryan said, letting loose a breath he had held for several seconds too long. He leaned over the lizard, panting harsh, humid breath on the back of his smooth head. He licked, smooched the lizard's crown, then said in a ragged voice, "Thanks for that, kid. Busted a damn good nut there."

"Holy shit," Bray wheezed. "Yeah. Yeah, Ryan. Anytime you need some ass... anytime at all."

Ryan squeezed the boy, then kissed his cheek. Bray turned his head and kissed the wolf, and they sampled their own scents this way. Ryan stayed close to Bray, kept his softening penis inside of the lizard even as his cum began to run out and drip down their balls.

"That was so-o-o good, Ryan," Bray sighed. "I hope we can do that again soon," he paused, "um, if you ever come back here."

The wolf smiled. He licked Bray's cheek sloppily, leaving a ribbon of slobber. "Actually, you ever wanted to ride in a semi, kid?"