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It took Tyler no time at all to get to the fence that was suppose to keep everyone but workers out. Luckily, the retriever was a really good friend of the yard's higher ups. Simply pushing the snipped fencing he made his way into the yard. Again, with another stroke of luck, his usual spot was waiting for him only a short jog away. There was a lone supervisor's post just on the edge of the yard. Making sure no one official was coming, he ran towards the very small, two roomed building, his aching dog dick straining against his shorts. In a flash, he pushed the door to the bathroom open and eased it shut. Gasping for breath, he grabbed the handle and switched it over to occupied.

Now this was the exciting part. Squatting on the somewhat clean floor, he placed his head against the wall. There were six holes there on the wall left of the toilet, and Tyler had used all of them.

The first hole was not very large at all; just big enough for most, average sized males to get their cock and balls through. Not used as much as one might think.

The second was for some slightly larger males, maybe a large dog or even a small stud. Most nights, this hole was often a winner.

The third was obviously for the biggest of clients...and Tyler often hoped for one of those.

The hole above all three was a pretty decent size, big enough for most males to get their arm through so they could a nice handful of Tyler's dirty blond head fur.

Then there was the final hole. This one was for people who wanted some more physical action. It was for better access when someone wanted a little deep tongue action...or fucking.

Just in case, Tyler looked through the hole, again, looking for anyone too official. The room on the other side was empty save for a couch, desk and chair, and freezer. Satisfied that there was no chance of being cut off guard, he reached into his spare jean pocket and pulled out a fat bottle of lube and placed it on the floor next to him. Now all he had to do was wait.

*Waiting*

It was still early in the morning when there were first signs of someone on the other side of the wall. Curled up next to the toilet, Tyler suddenly jumped into a squat. Licking his lips, his cock poked out of his sheath again as he looked through the smallest hole. On the other side was a living wall of black and white muscle, wearing a dirty, oil and sweat stained beater with jeans and heavy looking work boots. Tyler watched as the orca nervously put his blue hard hat on the desk, scanning the place as if someone were about to jump out and catch him in the act. To ease the guy's nerves, the dog put two of his padded fingers through the hole, motioning him over. He admired that huge bulge running down the male's pant leg, the jeans forming a perfect outline of that massive shaft and that wonderfully bulky head. He was sure this guy could best any horse he had taken before. He'd never been with an orca before. If he had to be honest, he was somewhat nervous that this guy might ask to fuck him...

Soon the yard worker was standing over him on the other side of the wall, reaching his big, webbed hand into his pants, whipping his cock out so fast that it tapped against the wall. The big orca moaned, his cock head flaring, dribbling out a thick, musky jizz. As he looked down at Tyler through the hole, Tyler almost laughed because the orca stood there, holding that monster like he didn't know what to do with it. And then suddenly, a big hand reached through the hole, holding out two crumpled up twenty dollars bills, "Is this enough for a turn around?"

Taking the money, the dog motioned towards the largest hole to the right. Anxious, Tyler stroked along the bulge in his jeans, feeling a streak of pre squirt out against the denim as he watched the orca push down his pants, all the way to his ankles. His muzzle was suddenly filled with the heavy stink of male ass sweat as the orca pressed his firm ass cheeks against the hole. Tyler panted, his warm breath hitting the whale's big, pink, tight pucker as he got closer. Without hesitation, he pressed his cold nose into the solid rim.

The orca's moans made the wall vibrate. He grabbed his firm ass with both hands, spreading those big muscles apart so that the dog could get better access...not that he needed it. Tyler enjoyed the heavy stink of another man, his rapid panting showing his excitement, making the orca's hole twitch with anticipation. Licking his lips, he made sure he got a nice slobber on his tongue before pressing his paws against the wall, and diving his tongue half way into the male's warm hole.

On the other side, the orca nearly collapsed, his cock jumping as if it were being controlled by that tongue brushing against the walls of his insides. When Tyler suddenly pulled out, he felt empty, his pucker aching when a small breeze hit his wet asshole. And then Tyler drove his tongue back in, all the way, forcing the stud to catch himself before falling over, "Oh, fuck!" The male's thick tale smacked hard against the floor, under control of the dog's tongue like the rest of his body. He was loving every minute of it, his face burning with a blush because of the fact he was being rimmed by a twinkish little jock slut so much smaller than him. "Aw yeah! Eat my hole!" He was cut short when he felt Tyler's tongue press against that special spot and he was forced to pant, "Oh shit...you should get that thing pierced!"

Tyler moaned into the orca's butt, savoring the throbbing coming from his hot client's prostate, enjoying the benefits of having a freakishly long tongue. His only disappointment was the lack of a pulsing sac he could grab onto, wanting something to fondle as he worked the male's hole. The orca was starting to sweat on the other end, feeling his crotch starting to build as the dog milked his insides.

The male stood up, shuffling his boots because of the jeans around his ankles. Finding that third hole, he shoved his cock through it while inserting two thick fingers into his ass, fingering himself, using the dog's saliva as lube, "Oh fuck, please...suck me off, I'm getting ready to cum!" Tyler did as he was told, not going to sugar coat it with a few licks here and there. When he wrapped his muzzle around that incredibly huge piece of meat, the head was instantly pushed to the back of his throat, spreading his tonsils. He could hear the orca panting, his asshole making loud slurping sounds as he fingered himself. With great skill, Tyler breathed through his nose each time that cock pulled out before sliding back down into his throat, coating his tongue with warm, salty pre. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, loving that feeling his throat being fucked, filled stuffed till expansion. Reaching up to touch his throat, he could have sworn he could feel that beefy, crown shaped head pushing at his neck.

Without warning a dark hand grabbed the top of his head and pushed down. The male on the other side started to pant uncontrollably. The panting started to build, louder and louder as Tyler gagged on the meat, the orca's shaft throbbing. Followed by a loud moan, the male banged his thighs against the wall each time his cock jumped, shooting a thick rope down the dog's throat. Tyler took hold of the cock, wrapping his paws around it, giving it a gentle squeeze as he worked it with his muzzle. Pulling it out of his mouth, he admired one of his favorite things about sucking dick, those last few seconds of a guy cumming. He loved seeing those last few throbs of a cock, jazzing dripping out of that pulsing piss slit. And finally, giving the head one final lick, it sent a chill up the orca's back as he stimulated that sensitive, pulsing meat, making him jump. The male moaned, "Ooo...you're so bad..."

*Later*

As Tyler cleaned up, licking his fingers clean of every droplet of orca jizz, the same dark hand reached through the hole. He eyed the piece of paper in the male's palm at first before taking it, slipping the number into his pocket. "In case you ever want to come over to my place and let me really show you what I can really do..." Standing up against the wall, out of sight, he decided to tease the guy, "Maybe..." More like definitely.

There was a loud buzzing sound and Tyler could feel his cell going off in his pants. Pulling out his phone and flipping it open, there was a simple text message, "Come over tonight?" Before the orca could even manage to get his softening cock back into his jeans, Tyler flipped the door back over to available and made his way back into his neighborhood, eager to give himself to another able and willing cock!

More to come...