Twee couldn't believe he was doing it. It was raunchy, naughty, exciting...and dangerous. Anything could happen, and yet...he was so enthralled by the idea, that nothing could stop him.

Was it weird for a mid-20s squirrel to go to a local college without being a student? A little. Was it weirder that his only reason for going there was one of the public bathrooms on campus? Absolutely. Twee did this maybe once every couple of months-- long enough apart for people not to really notice a pattern, but close enough so that he could sate his appetite. He didn't like to admit it, neither to his roommates nor anyone else, but he had a little bit of an exhibitionism fetish...one that he frankly didn't get to do too often. A lewd hike here, the occasional flash by his bedroom window there...but nothing compared to this.

Like every other time he'd done it, the brown-furred squirrel with his iconic goose egg pompadour made his way onto the campus grounds very easily, for who was going to question a mid-20s person going to college? He strode down a narrow path onto the east side of the campus, away from the main buildings and closer to the dorm rooms. He eventually took a right onto another path, adjusting his jeans and green hoodie to keep himself looking as much like a college student as possible-- hell, he'd even brought a little shoulder bag, though it didn't have anything 'student'-like in it. He knew his way around the campus fairly well by now, and his path to the public bathrooms near the dorms...but it was no ordinary bathroom. To the right handful of college students, it was a popular gay cruising spot, though such information was only available on discreet messaging boards and hookup apps. Twee had known about it for quite some time, of course-- it was kind of weird, having a small communal bathroom so close to the dorms, but the faculty must have considered it too expensive to be bulldozed than just to keep it running...but because there were bathrooms in every dorm building, it was seldom used-- well, save for certain people.

He eventually found himself in front of the aforementioned tiny building and quickly slipped in through the main door to the men's side, letting it casually swing shut behind him and close with a soft click. The interior was spacious, white, and quiet; each pad of his paw against the tiles echoed around the acoustics of the room. On his left saw the urinals he'd usually sit up against, each one dutifully cleaned by the janitors of the building, and on the right were 4 cubicles in a row, each with their own door and peculiarly spacious underside-- if one sat in the stall, they could easily see the feet of those on either side...it's no wonder if was such a favourite spot for men; the college had done well to keep it modernised. It didn't look like anyone was going to come in any time soon, though just about anything could happen...regardless, Twee opted to get ready.

Taking in a deep breath, his body shuddering with excitement, the nerdy-looking squirrel pulled and slung the shoulder bag off his person, dropping it by one of the urinals before he reached down to the hem of his hoodie, starting to strip. His green hoodie came over his head with ease and was swiftly followed by the plain white shirt he had on underneath. The two garments were dropped in a heap on the tiles by his bag, but he didn't stop there-- soon came his pants the button yielding under his dexterous fingers and dropping past his hips in a handful of seconds, quickly followed by the loose blue boxers that covered his crotch. His already half-hard dick swung into view when revealed, having been held down a little by his underwear, and he kicked both sets of bottom wear off his ankles and into a messy pile with the rest of his clothes.

His fur tingled with an electric desire and arousal that had his cheeks flushed and his heart pounding in his chest. The exhilaration of being naked in a public area was hot, and the thought of what he was about to do aroused him even more than that. He turned to his shoulder bag and opened up the front flop so he could root around inside, plucking out two specific things: a small piece of cloth to act as a blindfold, and a cardboard sign that was roughly the surface area of the bag itself, having just neatly fit inside without bending. His hands trembled as he set up the sign against one of the urinals in full view, its surface displaying the words 'Free Use', before he turned and sat back on his knees, holding the blindfold in both hands. He sucked in a breath and removed his glasses, putting them in his bag before wrapping the blindfold around his face, obscuring his vision. Anyone who stumbled into the bathroom would know what the sign meant, and what he wanted...thankfully, no one seemed to use this place but a certain type of person...but the threat of being caught was still there-- all it served to do was turn him on more, until he was as stiff as a board between his legs. Everything was set; all he had to do was wait.

Agonising minutes passed by with no hide nor hair of anyone entering the bathroom; Twee would have known instantly by the door's telltale creak, but the place was silent, save for his panting breaths. The urge to touch himself was strong, but he resisted, wanting to hold out as long as he could. He knew, any second now, that someone would come through the door.

His prayers were quickly and finally answered. His ears twisted to the sound of a creak, followed by the soft plap of footsteps, alerting him to someone entering the bathroom. Those footsteps came to an abrupt halt as whoever had entered no doubt noticed him. There was a tense silence as Twee attempted to discern whether the person would be a willing participant, or if he was busted before he's gotten to do anything. He heard the footsteps begin again, quiet scuffs and shuffles indicating that the man was moving slowly, and their increasing, echoing volume all but confirmed he was approaching. Twee slowly lifted his hands and held them out, palms up, to offer himself, but he didn't hear a word in response. Instead, whoever it was shuffled on the spot, his breathing quickening slightly as he wrestled with something. Twee picked up the sounds of denim scraping against itself, an iconic sound, before he heard the subtle pop and rip of a zipper slowly descending. Twee could barely contain his excitement as he heard it travel all the way to what sounded like the bottom, followed by a manoeuvring of fabric. Any second now...

A gasp escaped Twee's parted lips when he felt the heat and warmth of a mass against his fingers, which slid along towards his palm. He could feel from the way it moved, from its softness, that the man had planted his balls into Twee's eager hands, and the squirrel instinctively curled his digits, feeling his fingers slide in behind the sack until the tips met with the man's taint. He felt fluff and fur followed by distinctive warm flesh, and surmised the man was a mammal of some kind. A quiet groan escaped the stranger's lips and Twee noticed it was particularly high and airy, though that told him little of his physiology or shape. Slowly, Twee curved a hand upwards and was delighted when his fingers curled around what felt like a relatively turgid member-- not quite fully hard, but almost definitely not soft. When he affirmed his grip with a light squeezed and dragged slowly to the pace, the shaky sigh that escaped the stranger's lips told him all he needed to know.

He carefully explored with both hands, one rolling around the stranger's balls and the other stroking up and down his cock, all whilst unable to see. He discerned some things here and there from where his fingers landed; most notably was the cute tuft of fur that ran along the seam of the man's stack. Other than that, the only other noteworthy thing about his cock is that it was deliciously thick, and humanoid in shape-- he understood that immediately when his fingers had trailed to the tip and met with a stretchy foreskin, which he couldn't help but pull just a little. Once he knew what he was working with, Twee slowly got into a rhythm, his hand bouncing up and down as the other cradled those pent-up nuts, his ears listening to the way the stranger huffed and sighed with pleasure. It was like music to his ears, and if that weren't enough indication of how much the man enjoyed it, the hand on his head that stroked between his ears and sank into the well-shaped pompadour confirmed it.

Twee wasn't about to stop at just a simple handjob though, not when there was so much more he could do. He slowly leant his head forwards and the hand atop his head guided him in turn, bringing his muzzle towards the head of that foreskinned dick. It was impossible to gauge how close it was, but when his lips bumped with the warm tip, he knew he'd gone far enough. He slowly stuck out his tongue and sighed, his hot breath brushing across the pulsing head of that meat, before his wide, wet appendage slid underneath the frenulum, along the underside of the member as it slid along his tongue, into his mouth. He groaned as the stranger let out a whimper, identifying he was a canine of some sort, and Twee felt him twitching and throbbing in his muzzle, probing the back of his throat with the moist head of his length, slick with a mixture of spit and pre-cum.

Twee slowly began to move into a rhythm. The lack of his sight made his external senses feel all the more heightened. His skin prickled with each subtle curl of those fingers against his head, and his cheeks flushed with the way the cock pulsed and twitched up against his tongue. He shuddered and his own member bounced up and down between his legs, eager to be touched, but the stranger had no intention of helping him get off...after all, that wasn't what 'free use' meant. Instead, the stranger started thrusting into his mouth, bumping and nudging his hips against Twee's muzzle and rapidly gaining speed. The hand atop his head curled tight and another came to the squirrel's cheek, half-cradling and half-gripping him as he pushed his hips, connecting pelvis to muzzle over and over. Twee's other hand cradling those balls loosened so he could feel them swing and meet with his chin, causing him to grunt under his breath. If he wasn't already blindfolded he would have closed his eyes, and he quietly relished the sensations, the gliding of that cock back the forth, the way it smeared across his tongue and became readily coated in his spit. Each thrust probed the back of his throat, threatening to sink lower.

The stranger was doing a good job of not identifying himself in any way save for his moans, and Twee used them as a guiding light, listening intently to the way his breath hitched and dipped, quiet pants escaping his lips. The unknown species started to breathe harder and his hips moved faster, if only slightly. The wet sounds of his member moving back and forth became audible and echoed around the cool tiles and white walls, and to the side, Twee heard the distinctive creak of the door slowly opening, alerting him to yet another person. Like the first, he entered and then abruptly stopped. Twee didn't hear him after that, his attention turning to the strange before him as he heard the man's whimpers and groans become heavy and laced with pleasure.

"S-Shit..." There was a quiet murmur of a swear, followed by a huffing pant as the strange plunged deep, his humanoid cock stuffed all the way into Twee's mouth before he humped back and forth, his hand sliding up to meet with the other atop the squirrel's head, where they curled a little further around to the back. Twee felt the brush of fabric against his forehead and imagined, in his mind's eye, that the strange was leaning over and humping him like a feral animal, pumping in short and rapid pants until, finally, he was brought to the cusp. He let out a long and sudden sigh, pushing his hips firmly up to Twee's mouth as the head of his cock throbbed at the back of his throat powerfully, before thick spurts began to shoot down into Twee's throat. They bubbled up initially and Twee resisted the urge to recoil before he gulped and grunted, scrunching his eyes as his throat flexed to swallow every last drop, stimulating the head of the stranger's cock with light squeezes as he did so. The man above him shuddered, then gasped, before he finally relaxed with a slow and tender sigh.

"Must have been a good lay." Another voice spoke, this one deep and heavy in a way that was hard to describe, but it made Twee's body tingle. That member in his mouth twitched more and more, ever so slightly, before he slowly started to pull back. The humanoid member dragged its way along his tongue, leaving a sticky trail of off-white cum, before it pulled out of his mouth completely. A splatter of wetness landed on his hands as he cupped them under his chin to catch anything that came out, but he'd done well to swallow it all beforehand.

"Yeah..." The first stranger murmured quietly. "I can't believe they were right about this place."

"Pssh...yeah," The other replied. "Mind moving out of the way?"

His voice was quiet, but the deep baritone octaves of his words coupled with the acoustics of the public bathroom certainly made him seem more authoritative than one might have thought. Twee's ears twisted to the sound of scuffling paws and guessed the first stranger has moved out of the way, so that the other one could take his place...but like the first, this new man had other ideas in mind. Twee felt a large but gentle hand on his cheek, moving down to his chin and tugging, forcing him to jut it outwards.

Without another word, the man pulled and coaxed Twee upwards, getting him to stand, and Twee wasn't about to say no. When on his feet, those hands slid down his body and tiny claws raked across his sides, down to his hips, where he gripped onto Twee's average frame and squshed his flesh with his digits. The squirrel shuddered, his cock still hard and on full display, and he sucked in a breath when he felt one of those hands curl around to grab his cock, giving it a squeeze. It took everything for Twee not to orgasm there and then, but nothing was going to stop the dribbles of pre-cum that oozed from the end of his cock, leaking down the underside of his member to be readily scooped up by the man's hand. He jerked him for just a few moments more, before he let go and put his palms back against Twee's hips. If the mid-20s squirrel wasn't already dizzy with pleasure before, he was then.

Those large hands twisted and manhandled Twee's hips, coaxing him into turning around so that his back and bubbly, average ass was aimed towards the stranger. A trickle of anticipation ran up Twee's spine, his breath catching in his throat at the thought of whatever he might do behind his back, where he already couldn't see normally. Fingers danced along his spine and he shivered in a way that made his whole body tremble, and he knew the stranger was doing it just to tease him. To Twee's right, he heard the shuffle of feet again before they moved around to his left, and a barely illegible mumble came from the first stranger before the door creaked open and then clicked shut, leaving Twee with nothing but the single other man.

"Just the two of us now, little squirrel." Whoever it was spoke with something akin to a purr, giving Twee the impression he was a feline or some sort, though he wasn't certain. The hands moved down to his ass and grasped his cheeks, spreading them wide to get access to what lay beneath, or maybe just to take a look. The nerdy squirrel instinctively leant forwards, reaching out his hands to plant them on the smooth tiled wall, in between two urinals. He bent over even further when he felt the pressing of the man's body up against his behind, and denim grazed his fur, nudging up and down. Beneath those clothes was an ample hard mass that rubbed and lined up against Twee's cheeks and warned the squirrel of what was to come, but Twee has no anxiety about it; the only thing he worried about was getting caught.

He turned his head to the side to better angle one ear in the man's direction, and a smile crept across his face when he heard the pop of a metal button slipping through the hole of his denim jeans, quickly followed by the familiar sounds of a zipper. It jingled as he clumsily toyed with it in a way that spoke highly of his eagerness, and the shuffle of fabric shortly thereafter assured Twee he was close to feeling that cock inside him. Sure enough, the man backed off for just a moment and both hands withdrew, before he abruptly met his body to Twee again, and the squirrel felt the heat of that member. It slid up and down between his ass cheeks before sliding all the way back, the ample, smooth tip sliding into the crack and smearing around his ass. Twee hadn't even thought to lube up, but it didn't seem to matter; he heard a noise from the man that sounded like a spit, followed by the slick, lewd noises of something sticky and wet being stroked. That cock pulled back for a fraction of a second, accentuated by another wet squelch, before it shoved between his ass again, suddenly wet and lubed up.

"Good boy. Spread yourself nice and wide for me..." The man let out something like a mixed snarl and growl, both hands planting themselves on his ass, one distinctly wet whilst the other remained dry. That slippery head took a while to find its mark, and the man had to eventually withdraw a hand to better angle himself, but Twee eventually felt the head of the cock starting to slide into him. His ring stretched to accommodate the cock's entry and a hiss escaped him-- taking a dick after having not done any ass-play in a couple of weeks was always a little dangerous, but he'd done it more than enough times to be used to it by now. There was a brief discomfort, and a squeezing of his ring, before his innards loosened and he relaxed his own muscles. A groan escaped him, his eyes lidding over as the cock sunk deeper, and Twee was sure he could feel some sort of bump before it passed his inner ring. It sunk deep relatively quickly after all, the stranger wasting no time in feeling the entirety of Twee's hole around his dick, and when his pelvis met with the squirrel's ass, Twee couldn't help but groan.

The man started a slow rhythm relatively quickly. He was roughly, but also strangely gentle; his hands gripped hard and squeezed tight, spreading his cheeks and growling under his breath, but his thrusts and movements were, at least at first, a little slow and methodical. The way he moved spoke highly of his experience, and Twee greatly appreciated it-- each angled thrust poked at the prostate inside him, sending dizzying spikes of pleasure along his spine, making him gasp and quiver with every other pound and bump of the man's hips. Those hands gripped tighter around his ass and slid up to his hips to provide ample leverage, and over time the thrusts began to quicken, his huffing becoming more and more fervent, more passionate.

Twee didn't bother to vocalise that he wanted it faster, for as he moaned with a little more intensity, and his cock bounced up and down between his legs, the stranger seemed to understand and realise how close he was getting. He felt the cloth of the man's shirt brushing along the small of his back before his hands curled around the squirrel's body, cupping over his slightly chubby stomach and the other moving around to his crotch. Twee tried to arch his back when he felt a hand wrap around his cock, and a shuddering groan escaped him when that hand started to pump, leisurely stroking him as the other hand clutched to his stomach. The squirrel's breath came out in hot and heavy grasps, his skin prickling, his senses taking in every lewd squelch of sex, the feeling of clawing hands, the sounds of panting breaths...all of it served to turn Twee on even more. So be so easily used, to be so roughly fucked, with such reckless abandon...his heart raced with excitement over it all.

"Mmh...you ready?" The man grunted, his hips pounding over and over and causing Twee's cheeks to ripple and jiggle with every thrust. "I'm gonna bust..."

"Yes..." Twee gasped, uttering his first words of their tantalising session. He strained and scrunched up his face, gritted and hissing through his teeth as the combined stimulation of his prostate being milked alongside of his cock being jerked and pumped sending him closer and closer to the edge. The nearer he got to his orgasm, the better that dick in his ass felt, making his moans become higher and heavier. The man's balls slapped against his own, making Twee's hole tighten and clench in tandem with the pumps of his cock, until he started to shudder, passing over the point of no return.

Despite being about to bust, however, it was clear the stranger was going to orgasm first-- his thrusts picked up to a significantly faster pace as his huffs of pleasure turned into thick grunts of carnal lust, his hips pounding hard and faster until he suddenly plunged forwards and side. His member throbbed in Twee's ass, pulsing and pressing down against his prostate as he suddenly came in his ass. He painted the squirrel's inner walls with his load and it oozed out around his member, dribbling down his balls. Twee couldn't help but squirm, the pleasure too much to bear, and he rocked his hips up and down in an attempt to massage his prostate with the man's cock some more, the strain and mass in his loins reaching its peak. In an instant, it suddenly loosened and uncoiled like a snake as he climaxed, and the man's loosely stroking hand coaxed spurts of cum from his member-- it shot across to the tiled wall and dribbled down onto the floor between his legs in alternating spurts. A long and tender sigh escaped him as he came, and the man's hand slowed on his cock, dragging all the way back to expose the head, allowing it to twitch in his digits.

Twee's ass felt numb and aching from the rough sex, but his body hummed with delightful pleasure in the midsts of his post-orgasmic bliss. His muscles relaxed as he panted heavily against the wall, his legs trembling from the exertion of their standing fuck. The man huffed hard against the back of his head, his fingers loosening their grip on his stomach and curling back down to his hips.

"Fuck, you're so warm and tight." The man murmured, but didn't linger for long. He slowly pulled back and withdrew with a sickening squelch, followed by a gooey wet 'pop' as the head of his cock slipped from that tight hole. He felt the man smearing his cum-coated dick across Twee's ass, cleaning himself up to a degree.

"Thanks for the lay," The man's hand met with Twee's ass in a sudden slap, causing the squirrel to yelp and straighten up. "So glad I walked into you, I needed to bust so bad..."

"Y-You're welcome." Twee breathlessly mumbled, and he heard the man scoot back, giving him room to move back in turn. He clenched and resisted allowing the cum to leak down his inner thighs, instead turning and leaning against the wall.

"Wait here," The man huffed as Twee heard him pulling up his jeans, grunting as he tucked them around his waist. "I'm gonna get some of my boys and I'll be back."

"Oh! Um...okay." Twee's face flushed at the thought and heard the man move back. Perhaps he shouldn't have, but Twee reached up to lift his blindfold just a little, just so he could see. He only caught a glimpse of the man's back as he left, but what he saw was a tall, handsome panther wearing a leather jacket and bright blue jeans.

A smirk crossed his lips as the man left and he lowered himself into a kneeling position. He knew he wouldn't have to wait for long for them to show up again, and in that time, he'd idly pleasure himself, arousing himself to the thought of more attractive men using him as they wished.

He knew it was going to be an exciting afternoon.