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Cobalt wandered down the block absently, thinking more about getting home than the actual path he was taking. He'd done a little bit of work around here though he didn't remember the name of the place, easy work too. Just hanging out with some cameras and talking to that big bear doctor chick. Little did he know that when his time was up they were still working on his case.

The hyena turned the corner, looking up from his mp3 player to see what looked to be a mirror image of himself. He stopped in his tracks under the bright, lonely street lamp and stared, wondering for a moment if he'd gone crazy, but as the copy moved forward, wearing quite literally nothing, it was clear this wasn't some mirror image or illusion. His spots were all there in perfect form, heavily weighted toward his right shoulder. Even his dick, swinging dangerously in the cool night air, was just the right size.

This was him for, seemingly, all intents and purposes. He opened his mouth to speak but his smirking clone simply cut to the chase and pushed the surprised male to the ground. Cobalt looked up, quite impressed by this view of himself, in utter confusion but he knew himself and if this doppelganger was anything like him he knew exactly what he intended to do.

Copy Coby dropped to his knees, straddling himself possessively, and tore off his shirt in a gleeful rush. Cobalt was no stranger to rough handling; his old buddies had done this to him once or twice but seeing himself do it was a rare treat. He watched his own muscles writhe under their fuzzy layer of fur as the imitation hyena ground hungrily at his belly. His cock looked much bigger when he was on the receiving end of it. He suddenly had a new found respect for the guys who'd taken it up the ass. Of course he winced thinking that was were his clone was getting ready to put it.

Still this was no time to worry about things when this could very well be the only chance he had to get to enjoy this. He reached up and grasped at Copy Coby's chest, groping the hard pectorals as he worked his way down. He pinched a nipple carefully, knowing the carefully hidden weak spot that made his imposter shudder and work faster to get the original's shorts off. Cobalt flexed his abs, inviting himself to hump against them while they grasped and molested each other in growing earnest, taking advantage of every sweet spot they had until both were rock hard, naked and splattered with pre cum.

A pause settled between them but the hyena still on top throughout the whole atypical introduction moved first, yanking Cobalt's legs up and resettling himself between them. The real Cobalt just stroked his dick slowly, almost laughing now at the erotic absurdity of fucking himself. Sloppy globs of precum oozed over his fingers and down on his chest as he watched his lustful, slavering face admiring the taut ass he was about to breed. It had never occurred to the hyena that he really did have a nice rear but watching himself drool over it was sign enough to believe it.

The doppelganger laughed along with Cobalt as he ground their dicks together, mixing their identical lube together before shifting back and pressing his dick between his own asscheeks. Slow thrusts drag quiet moans from the hyena laying there under the streetlamp over the sidewalk, each pass leaving a thick trail of lube over his tight spot until he felt warm and gooey and as ready as he was gonna be for the monster puking up between his legs. They glanced at each other as if furtive glances were all that were necessary to communicate between the pair. But once their twin like telepathy was shared, a single beat passed before thick 'yenacock was shoved into the sloppily wet hole, pushing harder and harder until, with a laboured groan only differentiated by timing, Cobalt's shaft plunged into Cobalt's hole.

Another pause let them recover, each starting to pant as this was a tight fit at best, but it wasn't long that the clone began to thrust deeper, working in short lengths before he pushes forward to inches. Coby wondered for a short moment how he could handle it all but the though was pushed out of his mind with a slam using every last trace of his own cock, balls slapping his rump like wrecking balls. He yelled at the top of his lungs with mixed pleasure and shot a wad of pre over his face, drowning him in his own musk while his copy pounded his ass desperately.

A chorus of identical grunts and groans and growls filled the night as the pair fucked. Cobalt wished he had a camera or something to document this. He was a good lay and he knew no one would believe he had been fucked by himself. Still, even if he was just absolutely crazy he was ennjoying it. Precum pumped into him like a hose, his legs gripping his own shoulders as he was plowed deep and hard. The longer they worked themselves over the more the copy seemed to be an extension of the hyena pinned to the ground until incomplete unison their balls rose and their bodies tensed.

Twin howls pierced the air as hot cream gushed out of them. Splatter after splatter painting Cobalt's face and innards white with his own seed. Sloppy arcs of it falling into his panting mouth and over the concrete and around his spotted body. He pushed his load deeper, at least the mirror of him did. Each spurt pushing the last one further into his gut then a little further as those laboured thrusts finished the job. They pulsed and tensed together for a short version of eternity until Coby's clone pulled himself free and 'sealed the deal' as he liked to call it by spending his last two shots on his hole and his balls, letting it seep in as he wiped the spent tip clean and licked his fingers.

Cobalt left his legs there atop his own shoulders as his clone rummaged around beneath them. His eyes closed and his body relaxed he didn't want to bother with things like being naked and cum coated in public or whatever he was doing with himself over there. But eventually his legs came down and his copy stood up with a short but casual, "Deuces, spots," and Cobalt decided it would be a pretty good time to finish his trek home.

Of course when he pulled up his shorts they felt entirely too light. He checked his pockets and found none of his effects. Even his mp3 player was missing. "Damn it! Give me my wallet you asshole!"

On the corner, a boar, waiting in his patrol car for something to do caught a glimpse of a naked hyena dashing around a corner. He might have pounced on it another night but when the same hyena, waving his pants in the air with cum dripping down his legs and over his face, shouting obscenities at the top his lungs, the officer blinked, paused and radioed dispatch that he was going to find a new spot... and he needed a vacation.