The Hook
The scent of her filled Alan's twitching nostrils. His muscles tensed at the familiar odor that caressed his nose; the scent of estrous. She was teasing him.
"Will you be having anything else, sir?" The female husky asked.
Alan shook his head.
"Just the check... please."
From the lift of her tail, to the way she sauntered away after dropping the check on the table, he knew she wanted him on top of her; inside of her. The German shepherd growled low in his throat with lust. Damn, she was making him hot. She looked back at him; winking in his direction. Alan clenched his fists on the table as his jeans suddenly became a size too small in the groin. The young canine's red button down shirt and golden neck chain suddenly felt too constricting. He wanted to rip off his clothes and mount her right here on the floor of the diner. Sarah was her name. She did this every god-damned time Alan came into the diner. The funny thing was, he didn't mind being teased so completely. He enjoyed the look of satisfaction on her face every time she made a customer horribly aroused and Alan had become accustomed to taking advantage of the males she tortured. He viewed it as a past-time; watching her move around the diner and giving the same treatment to any other males in the establishment. She would have made a great porn star.
When she left his booth she crossed the small isle to a table where a family of mice was trying to decide what to eat. Alan saw her bend over dangerously close to the white father mouse to see what he was asking her about. The German shepherd saw the mouse tense up at the scent and; as he glanced at her cleavage out of the corner of his eye, he shuddered from arousal. Alan could see the distinct bulge in the mouse's slacks. It was a decent size, for a rodent. The mouse's wife, in a sweater and jeans, was not pleased and she barked the rest of their orders hastily and in annoyance; glaring at her husband. Alan chuckled as Sarah nodded curtly and winked at the father mouse before walking briskly away from the table. She wiggled her supple ass as she did; making a soft moan escape from the watching male rodent. Alan loved watching the husky work. The father mouse quickly excused himself; got up; and ran towards the bathrooms. The game was afoot so, Alan followed him nonchalantly. Sarah always set males off so much that they would usually do anything for release. The need was just too great. Besides, this part was the most fun.
The German shepherd opened the door to the bathroom in time to see the mouse's tail disappear into the stall at the far end of the room. Alan ducked into the adjoining stall and waited. Since Sarah had them both so worked up, it was only fair that they help each other out. The canine heard the familiar zip and falling trousers. He did the same and sat down on the toilette, stroking his rigid cock slowly. Not before long, he heard the familiar sounds of masturbation. He grinned to himself; stroking his throbbing erection a bit faster. After a few moments; he decided the mouse was lost enough in fantasy. Alan reached a hand below the stall walls and beckoned with it. He heard the mouse gasp in surprise and then there was silence. Alan started to sweat in unease. Maybe he had misjudged the mouse's readiness. He beckoned slowly with his hand again; wiggling his fingers in the most sensual way he could manage. Still there was silence from the other stall. Alan's face flushed with embarrassment and his cock had retreated most of the way back into his warm sheath since. He pulled his hand back and stood up; starting to pull up his jeans. Suddenly, though, he saw the mouse's cock slipping under his stall. Alan sucked in a breath. It was a beautiful piece of meat. He guessed it was about seven or eight inches long and boy was it thick! This mouse was definitely a lucky guy. The cock throbbed there for a few moments before it started to pull back; but Alan reached down and grabbed it before it disappeared completely. The mouse whimpered from the next stall and thrust quickly into Alan's fist. The German shepherd marveled at the rodent's eagerness and started to squeeze his hand around the thrusting erection. He licked his lips as his own cock emerged and throbbed to full mast once again. The mouse began dripping a copious amount of precum and Alan switched hands; lifting the sticky one to his nose. He sniffed deeply and whined softly at the very tangy and musky scent. He licked his fingers clean before moving the wet hand down to his own erection to pump it furiously.
Alan's paw around the mouse's throbbing cock skillfully massaged the hot flesh as the rodent the meat belonged to gasped in ecstasy. Alan could hear the mouse moaning in the next stall and he hoped that no one else entered the restroom before they finished. Alan was drooling now, and he desperately wanted to swallow the mouse's erection to the base, but he wasn't sure how the mouse would take to his offering. Instead, he continued caressing and milking the throbbing erection in his hand for a while longer. His own member was making a puddle of precum on the floor of the stall. The rodent leaned against the wall of his stall and humped his hips into the paw that was so warm and soft. His wife never gave him this kind of attention and pleasure. The rodents mind swam with desire, pleasure, and lust. He didn't care that it was another male on the other side of the plastic partition. All he wanted was to feel more of this feeling until he exploded. The mouse grabbed the bottom of the stall with both hands and began pumping his cock into the paw as if he was fucking his wife; thinking about Sarah.
"Oh yeah... fucking take my cock you canine bitch!"
The rodent's voice was a lot deeper than Alan imagined it was. It was almost as deep as his own baritone tone. Something about the mouse's voice made Alan all the more aroused and he canine grinned, his cock throbbing hard as the mouse talked dirty. He loved it when they did that. The canine decided he would give the rodent something warmer to fuck. He continued milking the rodent's hot cock in his hand while he leaned over and stuck his nose and open mouth under the wall. Now he had a better view of the mouse he was pleasing as well. The rodent was very handsome. He had chiseled features and was in his late thirties, Alan guessed, but he was still very well built for his age. Slim and muscular, the rodent's white button down shirt was open and his brown slacks were crumpled around his ankles. Sweat matted the very short fur on his broad chest and there was also a tattoo on the mouse's upper thigh of a clearly naked, male human wearing a winged cap and winged shoes. The rodent had his eyes closed, but Alan could fix that easily. He licked the tattoo gently and the startled mouse nearly jumped backwards, but all he could manage was to pull his cock back until only the head of it was in Alan's paw. The German shepherd rolled over onto his back and opened his mouth wider in invitation. The mouse glanced around the stall hesitantly as if someone would open the door, but Alan knew the rodent's desire for pleasure would win him over in the end. Sure enough, the mouse pulled his cock out of Alan's paw and gingerly placed it in the canine's mouth. Alan closed his lips around the throbbing meat and began sucking steadily. The mouse gasped and began thrusting again, just as eagerly. Alan's tongue swirled around the rodent's thick tool and he made sure not to scrape any of his teeth against the mouse's tender flesh.
"Fuck, yes! Such a hot mouth on you, boy. Fucking gonna make me fucking cum!"
Alan moaned around the dick; the mouse's musky scent and nasty mouth driving him wild. The rodent's breathing quickly became ragged and labored. Alan slowed his sucking. He wanted the mouse to enjoy this for as long as possible.
"Don't you dare stop, dog!" The mouse growled.
But Alan had no intention of stopping. His mouth caressed the dripping erection tenderly; trying to gradually bring the mouse to the edge and over it. The rodent whimpered as he thrust his hips into the canine's velvety mouth and he cried out in alarm when he felt one of Alan's paws touch his balls gently. The German shepherd tugged on the fuzzy orbs and grinned around the cock in his mouth as he saw the mouse's expression change to one of shear bliss.
"Fuck, man... keep that up. Don't fucking stop. I swear I'm gonna shoot right in your hot throat."
Alan's cock quivered in his hand and he pumped it harder. It was a much hotter orgasm when they came together. The mouse tensed every muscle in his body; clutching the wall of the stall as if it was a lifeline. Alan's mouth clamped down on the twitching erection as he rolled over onto his side; his own member throbbing to climax.
"Oh fuck yeah!"
Both of them exploded at the same time. The rodent practically howled as his erection flooded Alan's mouth with thick, bitter seed, which the German shepherd swallowed greedily. Alan's own cock splattered rope after sticky rope of cum onto the bathroom floor. The mouse gasped and whimpered in intense pleasure as the canine swallowed around his erection buried root deep in the warm mouth. Alan shuddered on the floor as he came down from the high of orgasm. He still kept the rodent's erection clamped in his mouth and he looked up at the mouse; waiting for eye contact. When the rodent finally opened his eyes and started to breathe normally, the last of his enormous flood sliding down Alan's throat, the canine winked at him. The mouse blushed and then sighed in pleasure as the canine sucked the remaining dregs from his shrinking cock. The German shepherd slid back into his stall and re-dressed; stepping out into the bathroom at the same time as the mouse. They were still alone. Alan held out his clean hand.
"I'm Alan." He said; licking his lips, with a grin.
The mouse chuckled and shook Alan's hand.
"Steve."
"Well it was a pleasure meeting and eating you Steve. Perhaps we'll meet again."
"Gods I hope so. You give amazing head, better than my fucking wife!" The mouse had obviously tried to hide the enthusiasm in his voice.
Alan chuckled and washed his hands off in the sink; taking a small drink of water. He was surprised to see the mouse still standing in the bathroom when he turned around.
"I would really like to meet you again, Alan. Maybe some place more discreet where I can show you how I can really use this thing."
The mouse winked; gesturing to his crotch as he handed the canine a piece of paper. Alan's heart fluttered slightly. He had never gotten any numbers from the males he pleasured in the diner's bathroom, but here was this very attractive mouse offering to hook up with him at any time. How could the canine say no? He looked at the phone number on the page and looked back up in time for the rodent to lean in and give him a very rough French kiss. Alan had hit the jackpot with this one. The mouse's tongue rolled over his and when Steve broke the kiss, he grinned mischievously at the young dog.
"T-thanks, Steve..."
"It's a cell phone so I'm the only one who'll answer. Call me sometime, yeah?"
Alan nodded as Steve left the bathroom; pocketing the phone number. Now all he had to do was give the rodent some time with his wife to remind him what he was missing with Alan so that their next meeting would be all the hotter. The canine grinned at the thought; his cock stirring in his jeans once again.
"Down boy." He said to his erection as he left the bathroom and made his way to the cashier to pay his bill.
End