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"So, what do you think about this one?"

The otter held up the shirt he'd found, a brightly-colored and rather slimming thing with some nonsense phrase across the front. Really, he'd only grabbed it because it on account of it being orange, his favorite color, but after seeing the 'CROCK PATROL' across the front, he couldn't resist.

His wolf friend looked up from the belts and squinted, trying to read the text. Then, emerald-green eyes flicked up to him: "'Crock patrol'? The hell does that mean?"

"I don't know, But I like it."

"Well..." The wolf shrugged. "It's your money, Lukas. Do whatcha want, I guess."

"I'm gonna go try it on. It seems a little small..."

Classes today had been cancelled for a staff workday, and because of that, the two had decided to take the day for themselves and go to the mall. Lukas had been meaning to for a while, but just could never find the time between doing homework, slacking off, playing video games, and other things. This wolf friend of his, Kai, often liked to remind him that sometimes it took a push from outside to get him to do things.

For example - and he didn't feel bad about letting these thoughts take over, on his way into the dressing room - with sex. Lukas had long entertained an interest in doing things in public, but had never been brash enough to just whip it out on a park bench or whatever... and then he finds out that he's going to the same college as Kai, and next thing he knows, he's being bent over the counter in the science lab with his pants around his knees while waiting for the analysis data to finish or whatever. In fact, he waited at the door of one of the changing rooms for about two minutes before heading in, hoping that he'd see a black-furred body walk in after him. But, no: just Lukas.

So he went in, took off his own shirt, slid into the other one... it did fit pretty tightly, and was a little small so that lifting his arms up above his head pulled it up almost to his belly button, but hey, it was cute. He knew that Kai wouldn't give him a good answer, but he wanted to ask how he felt about it anyway, so the otter gathered up his other shirt, unlocked the door, stepped out...

...and then looked up into bright green eyes, felt warm wolf's paws on his chest, and was promptly pushed back into the changing room. A small excitement in him stirred. "Hey, Kai, whaddya think? Looks good?"

The wolf rolled a belt between his paws, wrapping it around one wrist and then the other, as if testing its strength. He turned Lukas around so that he faced the bench in the corner. "I think it'd look better on the floor. Your pants, too."

Lukas then found his head pushed down towards that bench while his paws were lifted up behind his back. He'd intentionally avoided pawing off the previous night, knowing that today he'd spend a bit of time alone with Kai (or, as alone as he ever was with him), and... well. As a result of that, of being in such close quarters with him, of having his muzzle pushed down and his rump lifted into the air, of - of having that belt wrapped around his paws and holding them tight, of feeling the front of Kai's pants, warm and firm, press up under his tail...

"How does this fit?" The wolf tugged on the belt, lifting Lukas's arms up a little and also pulling him back. He breathed out a soft sigh and wiggled back against the wolf, arousal already ignited by the simple pressure beneath his tail. "Too tight? Too loose?"

Lukas licked his lips. Kai sometimes mocked him for how easy it was to turn him on. "No, no... just right..." But my pants are already too tight.

"Okay. Good."

Then, just as suddenly as he'd been forced into this position, the belt loosened off his wrists and the pressure lifted from beneath his tail. He stayed there, bent half-over the bench with his tail raised and already-hard cock throbbing against the fly of his pants, but nothing came back; confused, he turned around, and saw Kai leaning back against the door with a smirk on his muzzle.

"What?" the wolf said. One of his ears flicked. "D'you want something?"

It always embarrassed Lukas to say 'fuck me' - "you were begging for it while holding me down on the bed last night," he recalled Kai saying once; "'oh, Kai, fuck me - harder-'"- so instead, he just straightened up a little, flicked his tail to the side, wiggled his rump at the wolf-

"What? Here?"

"Won't you?"

"No! We'll get caught!"

Lukas was about to mention that time when Kai railed him against the wall in a hallway on campus, when he noticed the sly smile that lifted the corners of the wolf's mouth. That meant he had something else in mind. So, instead of complaining, the otter just quickly changed back into his own shirt and left the changing room, Kai close behind him. His pants fit quite a bit more comfortably by the time the two had made it to the register, though didn't remain so for long: on the way out the store to the rest of the mall, Kai dragged the otter off between the rows of clothes - and then pinned him against the wall, with one paw against his shoulder and the other lifting the hem of his shirt.

"This is what you want, huh, otter?"

Lukas wriggled. His arousal had already started to come back, especially as that paw traced down through his bellyfur, towards the waistband of his pants and his fly... he nodded.

"What happened to 'Someone will see us' and 'What if we get caught'? Hm?"

Well, sure, those worries were always there, but... if anything, the risk just added to the fun. Lukas sucked in his belly, heard the pop and zip of his fly being undone, felt the warm back of Kai's paw press against his shaft through the fabric of his underwear. Besides, somehow - somehow - the two had so far avoided facing any repercussions for the actions, even though they'd been caught, observed, and even watched on at least four different occasions. Lukas preferred staying unseen; it seemed like Kai, however, enjoyed having people watch.

"Well?"

He expected soon to have that belt wrapped around his wrists again - but instead, the paw that undid his fly tugged his underwear down and then traced up along his shaft, half-hard and still growing. Kai knew just how to touch him: he closed his paw around Lukas's length, slowly and steadily stroked him - but then, he moved his paw up, pinched the end of the otter's foreskin, held it closed while he squirmed and continued getting harder. The tightness and pressure only made him lift his hips up against Kai's paw, try to grind against him to wiggle free.

The wolf had figured that out about him quite a while ago, after walking in on the otter enjoying some alone time: while standing in the threshold of the door, Kai watched Lukas roll his foreskin back and forth over the head of his cock again and again and again, sometimes giving it a tug or pulling it down a bit far. Sometimes the otter would bring his other paw up, lick a finger, and then rest it along the top of his head, so that his slick skin covered it - and then he'd slide the finger back out, lick it again... Kai had then found out that a tongue under that foreskin, stretching it out a little, tugging it forward, made him moan almost louder than having a knot stretch his tailhole.

"This is what you want?" Kai purred, rolling the otter's overhang around between a finger and thumb. A rather strong throb pulled it out of his fingers, though, and with that, the wolf brought that thumb to his mouth and licked over. Lukas couldn't take his eyes off the movement of the tongue, imaging it doing those same swirls beneath his foreskin, against the head of his cock, along the underside of his shaft- "Hmm?"

Lukas swallowed, then nodded. "Mhmm."

"Right here? At the entrance of the clothing store, instead of, oh, I don't know... against the wall of the elevator? Or under a table in the food court?"

Both of those thoughts made him shiver - God, there'd be so many people... but, just as he considered this, he caught sight of a weasel couple walking into the store behind Kai. Neither of them noticed the two back here, though Lukas still instinctively tried to make himself less visible. "I-"

"No, y'know what? Here, let's go..."

-and he found himself being pulled out of the store, pants and underwear still halfway down his legs, cock still hard against his belly. Blushing brightly and having a lot less fun than he was just a moment ago, the otter struggled with working his pants back up his legs. A tall, older wolf that he might have recognized made brief eye contact with him as he zipped up his fly, and all Lukas could think to do was swallow and turn away.

Kai knew where he was going, though. Shopping bag in one paw and Lukas's wrist in the other, he led the otter swiftly around the corner, around another, up the escalator, around another corner... and then promptly sat him down on a bench pushed back against the wall.

"How's this?" the wolf asked, setting his shopping bag down on his lap. Lukas made sure to keep an eye on his paws in case they decided to make their way back over here. "Can still see the first floor, all the people wandering around... but it's a weekday, so there's not many..."

Even though he was nervous, of course there still remained a little bit of the excitement of doing something in public, as well as that feeling that, maybe, he wanted to continue. "Y-yeah...?"

Kai sat back, folding his paws in his lap. "Yup." Lukas watched the front of his pants, halfway between wanting_to open them and dive down on the wolf's cock, and staying right where he was for fear of being seen. "Nice place. Watching all the people go by, focusing on one or another, when they're too busy to watch _you... whaddya say to me fucking you over the railing?"

"-What?"

"Yeah." Idly, with one paw, as if it were just a standard action, Kai popped the button of his pants free and then tugged down the zipper. He had a habit of not wearing underwear, knowing that his sheath was thick enough to keep the front of his pants away from his belly most of the time, so that pulling Lukas into a hug caused a warm wave of wolf musk to wash over the otter's muzzle and make him squeeze into the hug a little tighter... "Not now. Maybe later, when the mall's about to close. You'll have something to hold onto, and then there's the exhilaration of looking down at the first floor so far away... you'll get pressed closer again and again and again, you'll be leaking pre all over the glass, you'll have me pushing into you again and again..."

That did sound pretty nice. Lukas adjusted how he sat, feeling his pants getting tighter. His eyes wouldn't move from the sight of Kai's black-furred sheath, hidden from view of anyone walking by by his well-placed shopping bag. A small point of reddish flesh peeked out from the end. "Well..."

"You're a shooter, right? We could position ourselves so that your cock is right between the post of the handrail, and when you cum, we can see how far it goes... oh, I'd be sure to give you a hands-free orgasm, Lukas. You seem to get those a lot with me."

"Y-yeah..."

Instead of focusing on himself, though, Kai settled his paw against Lukas's steadily-growing bulge, pushing in and rubbing at all the right points. The otter swallowed, braced his paws on the edge of the bench, lifted up against that paw... it was positioned _just right_so that him grinding against it made his foreskin roll back on his head a little, and so that settling down made it come back forward.

"Hmm..." With his other paw, Kai teased at his own sheath, squeezing along it so that more of his canid cock showed from the black lips. "Do you think I can make you cum without taking your pants off? You seem to really like it when I touch you."

Part of it was just him being so worked up. On the way here (Kai drove), Lukas's paw had been made to slide beneath the waistband of the wolf's pants and against his sheath, but each time he tried to rub or grab, he got lightly slapped - so that that paw smelled strongly of the wolf once they'd arrived... and then when they did get here, he had to piss, so he slipped into the bathroom while Kai wasn't looking. However, after finishing his business and shaking off a little, a black-furred paw came around from behind, squeezed the base of his length, slid his foreskin all the way forward so that it bunched up past the end of his head, and then moved it all the way back so that a light shiver rippled through his body...

...and now he had that same paw pressing against his hard-on through his pants, squeezing him and rubbing him, like the first time the two had ever done anything (he'd gotten a handjob in the backseat of his mom's car while she drove the two of them to a movie). Thing was, though: Kai only kept that shopping bag in front of himself. The tent in Lukas's pants - the fabric visibly lifted with each throb - would be quite obvious to anyone with a mind to look walking by.

Kai didn't care, though. He just continued teasing at himself, tracing the pad of his finger around the tip of his own cock while finding where along Lukas's shaft he should squeeze to make the otter's grip on the bench tighten... God, he thought, if Kai doesn't let me get off this time, I swear, I'll ride him right here.

That was a thought: Lukas with his pants hanging off one leg, jaw hanging open to give voice to the occasional breathy moan while pistoning up and down in Kai's lap, the wolf's cock thrusting up into him under his tail, throbbing and emptying first pre and then his load into him... except this time, afterwards, there'd be no bathroom to run into to get all sorted out. Ten, fifteen minutes of fast, hard riding, of heavy breathing and tight clenching, maybe five or six spurts of hot pleasure out over the wolf's chest, and then... probably half an hour of being tied and having to sit here while Kai came loose.

Well, that was only if he _didn't_knot-fuck the otter, which he tended to do.

As abruptly as that paw had been placed against him, it moved away; Lukas almost reached over, almost leaned over to take Kai's revealed cock into his lips and urge him out the rest of the way, when the wolf put his arm around him. He was confused until the arm passed his shoulders, continued down his body, pulled him closer - God, I can smell him, just barely - and then that paw wiggled under the waistband of his pants and underwear, fingerpads brushing against the warm, supple skin of his shaft and then slight overhang.

It was an odd angle, sure, a little tight for the wolf (but he's used to figuring out tight things, isn't he?), but, God... Lukas had to bring his own paw to his mouth and bite down on it. At this angle, Kai's fingers around the head of his cock slid his foreskin forward so that the pre he'd leaked spread out under the skin, making it even slicker than it was naturally. The otter's shirt mostly hid what Kai was doing to him, though his muzzle and breathing would clearly give it away - these as well as the bulge in his pants, shifting and moving with Kai's fingers.

All of the touching and teasing and grinding, getting first bent over a bench in a changing room, then pinned to the wall in the store and openly fondled... needless to say, Lukas was quite worked up by now. The faint scent of his own arousal floated up and tickled at his nose, mixing slightly with Kai's beside him, and altogether only turned him on even more.

Eyes half-closed and focusing somewhere between the shopping bag and the red tip of the wolf's revealed length, Lukas almost didn't notice someone walking by until the bag they carried brushed against his leg - and, greatly startled, he sucked in a gasp and looked up, but they were gone by the time he did so, talking rather loudly on their phone. Kai didn't falter, though (and he never does); he'd just continued stroking the otter's cock, sliding just his foreskin back and forth, back and forth over his pre-slickened head, sometimes pulling it forward enough to be able to again roll it between his fingers - and then he'd have to rub them off on the otter's bellyfur because the added slickness kept him from being able to do it anymore.

"Keep quiet, otter..." Kai breathed. Then, he grabbed Lukas's paw, brought it over behind the shopping bag, pressed it down into his lap... Lukas quickly took over, rubbing and squeezing along his sheath, coaxing the wolf's cock to slide steadily out. If they were anywhere else, he'd go down on him in half a heartbeat and suck him off, but that was too risky up here for his tastes: part of the reason why he kept his eyes shut, apart from the pleasure, was so that he wouldn't see all the people walking by on the other side of the walkway. The nervousness was still there beneath everything, but when he had a paw on his cock pushing him closer and closer to a tight orgasm without even taking him out of his pants, the threat of getting caught seemed of second importance.

"When you cum," the wolf went on, muzzle close to Lukas's ear, "I want you to shoot all over the inside of your shirt and underwear. Keep it under this foreskin of yours-" He slid one of his fingers beneath it against the head of the otter's cock, thoroughly lubed up with his pre. The feeling of this, of having a smooth fingerpad press against him, made him shudder on the bench. "-'cause after you finish, I'm gonna pull you into a bathroom, lick all of that cum out of your foreskin to get you excited again, and then have you suck me off. Okay?"

"-Yeah... that - sounds good..." Lukas swallowed and lifted his hips up again. Kai's paw had descended a short distance along his length, so that now he tugged his foreskin all the way back instead of just halfway. The rubbing of his sensitive head against the fabric of his underwear made him twitch, but - God - what with how worked up he was, it felt definitely pleasurable. He had no doubt that his underwear were already considerably moistened... one time Kai had pawed off into his boxers seven times in the span of one and a half days, and then tossed them into Lukas's bedroom while the otter was trying to sleep.

He stayed awake for another four hours clutching the boxers to his nose while his other paw worked fast and hard between his legs.

"Close yet?" Here, the wolf wriggled his paw in as best he could to fully enclose Lukas's cock in his grip, high enough still so that his foreskin moved with each slight movement. Now, anyone walking by would certainly notice, especially with the speed and force with which he stroked him.

All Lukas could do, however, was nod - but he was already on the edge of another, better answer, guided there by the paw tight on his length and the fingers that had just been swirling around beneath his slick skin. His paw on Kai's lap gripping the wolf's sheath while the claws on his other scraped the bench, Lukas sucked in another breath, swallowed, tried not to moan out, failed, and then felt the hot rush of sweet pleasure spurt out against the fur of his lower belly and the waistband of his underwear-

"That's it..." Kai rumbled, rolling the otter's foreskin forward and squeezing it shut so that the last weak spurts just gathered underneath it. "Strong shots, huh? Pent up?"

"...Worked up..." the otter managed to pant, slumping back. A moment later, Kai's paw retreated from his pants, and left his softening shaft in the warm, sticky pool of his cum that had been painted on the inside of his underwear.

"Well, now I am, too." Kai moved his friend's paw back to his lap, where the wolf's cock still throbbed out in the open behind his shopping bag. A German shepherd in a suit walked by, casting the two a small appraising look - Lukas must have looked like he'd just run three miles - before speeding up and moving on. "Where's the nearest bathroom to here?..."

Each time Lukas shifted his position, he could feel his cum roll down his fur, or could feel it stick to the skin of his shaft... "Gimme... a moment..."

"Still wanna get pounded?"

He looked over. Kai waved his cock at him, knot visible under the fur of his sheath.

Lukas swallowed, and nodded.