He thought this was an odd thing to put there, and as he lifted the string that held card around the fixture there was a sudden rush of footsteps from behind him. Before he could turn around several older boys had snatched his arms, and had him turned around. Within moments he was stripped of his clothes, and shoved down into the cold porcelain with his arms bound behind him.
The boys hurried, and quickly tied him in place. Legs spread, and his neck in a collar, all tied to either side of the urinal for good measure. His face burning with blush, and his little cubby bits started to pulse in his lap as he watched the older males one by one unzip their pants. All of them pulling out their cocks, and each one taking his turn relieving himself on the young boy.
As he felt the first hot splash matting his fur, he let out a pathetic whine. His shaft pulsed in his lap as the scented mark ran down his body and pooled under his butt. Some of the boys making him clean them off after they were done, others just wiped their wet tips against his face.
The poor boy couldn't even touch himself, as he was left there with a throbbing cabbit stick in his lap. His fur a damp mess, with yellow stains across the pale fur on his chest. Left whimpering in the wet seat all by himself, to wait for the next boy to come in and find him there. Who will it be? What will they do? How long will this go on for?
He didn't know, but at the moment he really wished he could at least touch himself. The aching between his thighs slowly deflating, but only part-way. The scent the boys had left on his fur playing tricks on his mind, and left him feeling much warmer than he probably should be.
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