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Link for purchase: (Coming Soon.)", "writing": "[center] Day 1 Afternoon : Train of Thought [/center]\n\nStaring out the window, I watch as the world goes by with the train weaving through the woods. I run my hand through my hair for the millionth time. Getting on the train really hasn't settled my nerves like I thought it would. I can't believe I've done this. The train arrives in town tomorrow, my brother and his wife will be there to pick me up, and I have no partner with me. Of course, I had to open my stupid mouth. Otherwise, this would all be fine.\n\nAll I had to do was, when he asked if I was bringing a significant other, just say no. But I froze! I don't know why I did that. I don't have time to date, work is crazy, I'm there all the time, but no, I had to say something. Reading that email about how excited he is to have me come by for the holidays, his wife is making plans for the trip. It overwhelmed me. How do I tell my brother I'm single and just lonely?\n\nThen I ghosted him, the second worst move to get me into this spot. I didn't know how to answer the question about a partner, so I put it off. Then a new email arrived, and my brother suggested that Lily knew some people who were single. Matchmaking is not something I want to try, as it just never goes well for me, and then it's awkward for all involved. I should have just politely refused, said it wasn't time... I fumbled it... I said I was bringing a boyfriend. I don't even have a boyfriend!\n\nGlaring at the headrest in front of me, I take a deep breath. I did this to myself. No fault of his wife's, but matchmaking isn't for me. Looking back, I wish I had just politely said I wasn't dating anyone for now, but now... I'm on my way, it's been weeks since I said that. I tried to see if any of my friends could stand in as a boyfriend, but sadly, none of my friends were willing - something about other plans.\n\nLooking out the window at the passing trees, I accept that I can't fault them. This wasn't a normal friend ask, we'd probably have to hold hands and more to keep up appearances. I love my friends, but I don't think any of them could do that for me.\n\nI stare into the dark, blue plastic of the seat ahead of me. I'd been over this since the stupid call two weeks ago, and the best I could come up with is to find some guy through a dating or hookup app and see if they'd play along. I'd downloaded the app before getting on the train, but my nerves told me this could go really fucking badly.\n\nBlinking out of my thoughts, I notice a few passengers glancing over. Blushing, I grin sheepishly and wave at them. Grabbing my phone, I keep blushing and get up, intent on heading to another car to let the embarrassment burn off. Escaping the confines of my seat, I head up the train, following the purple carpet toward the next car. I weave through people as I go, but it's not easy when you're a horse, you're built broader than most furs.\n\nExiting the car, I navigate through another, and another, each filled with people in winter coats, and with bags filled with holiday gifts. Finally, I find my salvation, the sightseeing car, it's meant for people to sit back and watch the world go by. We're nearing another station, so the car is mostly abandoned.\n\nTaking one of the recliners, I sit down and lean back. The train is somewhere in the middle of nowhere, still, forests stretch out to the rocky walls of the mountains. Green pine trees are spaced throughout the valley, dotting my view as I watch the train bend around another turn.\n\nSighing, I look away from the world and down at the dark phone in my hand. It could solve my problems, or create more... Could be a fun fling, or maybe I'd get lucky and meet someone? Or... I was all anxious over nothing. Looking away from my phone, I glance around the car. The only other passenger was a rabbit, busy talking to her child.\n\nTaking a deep breath, I turn on the screen. The home screen with all my apps appears. Swiping right, I bring up my most recent installs. ``Knotish'' sits there, taunting me with solutions and problems. Hesitating, I try to talk myself out of it, it would be easier just to say we broke up, but the look on his face if I brought someone...\n\nBlinking, I realize that the app is loading. In my hesitation, I must have tapped it. Looking around, I feel like I must hide what I'm doing from prying eyes. I bend over the phone, trying to look deep into it. The create account page loads via the train's wifi. \n\nTaking a deep breath, slowly, I start typing out my info. I'm 6 10'' with gray eyes, brown mane, tan coat, horse, male, gay, what am I looking for? Technically a short fling but... I won't deny anything more. Photos? Glancing around again, I see that even the mother and child are gone. Letting out the breath I've been holding, I start digging into my photo gallery. I find one with a shirt, two shirtless, and one in just my underwear. I blush at the last as my underwear does little to hide my bulge.\n\nFinally, I press complete. The page reloads, and everything I submitted reorganizes into a profile. I feel a swell of pride and anxiety; it's now real, it's up, there's no going back. At the bottom, I see a ``Furs near you'' search. Tapping on it, I both hope there is nobody and at least somebody. I feel my heart drop as many of the ones that load show mileage far from me. \n\nThree of them seem close enough to maybe be on the train. A bull, a hyena, and an otter, I quickly load each of their profiles. I feel my heart sink at first. The bull is just looking for a hookup, and he's a top; the otter is a submissive, but he wants to take things slow. The last is intriguing. The hyena is open to anything, and only desires being able to top sometimes, seeing as he is a switch.\n\nFeeling like I'm taking a risk, I click the thumbs up on his profile. I turn off my phone and just sit there. The hyena, somewhere on this train, is probably getting a notification that someone liked their profile.\n\nStaring out the window, I watch the world fly by as a creeping sensation moves up my spine. Anxiety slowly creeping over as my phone sits there, lying face down on my knee. Would they even be into me? Could this work? Maybe I was just getting my hopes up for nothing.\n\nThe world disappears as we move into a tunnel, and a slight vibration comes from my knee. Glancing down at it, I stare at the phone. Did I just imagine it? Did my hope give me a false positive? Was it just a rough bit of track?\n\nPicking my phone up, I unlock the screen with my paw print. All I have to do now... is swipe down for notifications. If there's nothing there, it was my imagination; if there is... My breathing picks up, swiping down from the top, the notification list appears. A wave of hope spreads through me as the Knotish logo sits there in my notifications.\n\nThe car around me becomes bathed in light as the train flies out the other side of the tunnel. I stare at the notification in awe; the timing feels like a sign. Opening the app, I go to my messages. My breath catches, the hyena's user photo sits in my ``Messages Received'' section. A grin starts to spread over my face, taking a deep breath, I click on the message. Anticipation fills my entire body as the page loads.\n\n``Either you've got great legs, or you're on this train. Wanna hook up?''\n\nMy breath hitches. This feels too perfect to be true. Witty and offering to hook up? This is exactly what I wanted, so why does this feel like a risky move? Hook up, then ask him to Christmas. Taking a deep breath, I click reply.\n\n``I'm riding coach, do you have a room?''\n\nClicking send, I quickly look up, glancing around the car, is he here with me? What if he doesn't have a cabin? What... The notification icon lights up. Opening the new message, I'm greeted with a clothed bulge and a message.\n\n``Meet me two cars behind the observation car, first floor, I'll be in the end restroom.''\n\nI can feel my member pulse at the thought. A risky restroom fuck. Closing the app. I glance out at the valley below as our train continues to wind through the rocky terrain. Standing up, I stretch my arms above me. I can feel some bones realign, muscles straining to wake up after sitting for so long. Cautiously, I glance up and down the aisle, watching for passengers going in the opposite direction from me.\n\nEntering the aisle, I start the slightly awkward walk of keeping balance while trying not to touch every other passenger's seat on the aisle row. Moving toward the end of the car, I push the square on the door to open it. I watch as the door slides left, the sound of wheels, metal, and air rushing by assaults my ears as I enter the area between cars. The other door sits across from me in the other car. Stepping into the middle area, I quickly push the door button, stepping across the metal plate into the next car on my short journey.\n\nEntering the next car, the sea of winter jackets is all I can see. Taking a deep breath, the door closes behind me as I start working my way through the crowd again. Family, couples, loners, and children all pass by, none of them looking like the hyena I was looking forward to meeting.\n\nAs I near the rear of the car, I can feel the train slowing down, making it equally as hard to keep balance, and throwing myself at the door, I push the button for it to open. As the door clears enough of the gap, I force myself through, into the middle area. Slamming my hand on the last car's door, I watch in joy as it opens. Entering the last car, the bell for announcements rings. The door closes behind me as I wade into another sea of jackets. Over the intercom, a voice speaks loud and clear.\n\n``As we pull up to Willis Falls station, I would like to remind passengers to remain in their cars and seats till the train is stopped; at that time, you may disembark. This is not a smoking station, and we will be leaving shortly after, so please, do not disembark unless this is your stop. Willis Falls station is the next stop.''\n\nWorry comes over me, maybe this is the hyena's stop, am I too late? Was this all for nothing? Navigating the sea of passengers standing up and grabbing bags, I find myself struggling to the middle before finding relief on the stairwell leading down to the first floor. A chuckle escapes as I climb down, so many people looking to get off, and I just want to get off, in a very different way, mind you.\n\nStepping off the stairs on the first floor, I move away from the sitting area toward the restrooms. The space age doors of the restrooms sit down the hall. Anxiety and dread start to take hold. What if he's not there, what if he wasn't like his picture, what if he doesn't think I was like my pictures? Am I clean enough? Will he mind the smell if I'm musky? My brain whirls as I slowly move forward, inching closer and closer to the door.\n\nFinally, at the end of the hall, at the last stall, I press the button. The door slides open and reveals a hyena, cock in paw, sniffing his other hand. Shock washes over me, but also excitement. Glancing over my shoulder, I see that we are still alone. Quickly, I rush into the stall, making sure the door closes behind me.\n\nFacing the door, I change the sign to occupied, locking us in here. Turning back around, I feel my member rising out of my sheath as I look him up and down. He's cuter in person. He has white spiky hair with blue tips, and he's wearing a blue sweater. His eyes are wide in surprise. As I keep standing there, he seems to realize who I am, and his surprise slowly morphs into a grin.\n\nNow that he understands he's not been caught, he relaxes and gets on his knees in front of me. I blush as he leans forward, nuzzling at my clothed bulge. After all my anxiety, I can't help the chuckle that escapes my lips.\n\n``And here I was afraid you'd be turned off by me.''\n\nThe hyena chuckles as he nuzzles at my groin again, kissing the clothed bump. He keeps his face pressed against me as I glance up. \n\n``I was afraid you were catfishing me. A handsome stud like you, interested in me? I was just going to wait to meet you, but your images... I just started jerking off.''\n\nWhat? I'm no catch. Mentally waving him off, I find myself staring down at his head. Not a lot of guys I've ever dated had spiky hair. How does it feel? Reaching down, I hold myself back. Can I touch it? Is it okay to do that to a guy sniffing at your junk?\n\n``Uh, can I... touch... you?''\n\nThe hyena lets out a chuckle, the pressure of how close his muzzle is nuzzling sends vibrations up through my cock. I can feel his lips kissing my clothed member. A loud sniff can be heard as I have to hold myself in place as he presses forward again, pushing me back.\n\n``You smell so good, I hope you do way more than touch, I want this big boy in me.''\n\nBlushing, I feel an odd sense of satisfaction. At least I now know he has no issue with my size. I reach down, running my hand through his spikey hair. It's a tad slick, but the hair gel has left the spikes stiff. I chuckle, a gasp escaping as I suddenly feel suction through the cloth. Looking down, I find him sniffing and sucking on my semi-hard member through my pants. Biting my lips, I push him off. He looks up, eyes unfocused, his gaze hazily weaving over me.\n\nReaching down, I undo my pants and quickly rush to push them and my underwear down. The hyena before me barely waits a second before groaning and diving back in. His tongue rapidly attacks my shaft as he sniffs between licks. My semi-stiff length is quickly on its way to full hardness under his tongue.\n\nAs he nuzzles and licks, I run my hand through his hair, head thrown back in pleasure. Blushing, I get a whiff of myself, it's not, but I'm not wrong, this trip has left me a tad musky. The nose pushing against me reaffirms that he does not seem to care; in fact, he seems to nuzzle me harder in excitement. My eyes fly open as his hand suddenly takes hold of my balls, playing with them. Looking down, I watch as he leans back before suddenly opening his mouth, taking my tip inside.\n\nHeat and wetness surround the tip of my length. Using my other hand, I lean against the wall as the man starts to try his luck at swallowing more of me. It's been a while since I had someone so eager to do oral with me. I'm not exactly small, and with my girth, most can't even get me in their mouths.\n\nA small moan escapes as I feel the man start bobbing on me, his throat brushing my tip as he swallows and gags on me. It's euphoric.\n\nBreathlessly, I whimper as he pulls back, nose nuzzling along the edge of my cock as he sinks down. A wet kiss presses against my balls before a lick. Surprise and delight shoot through me at the new sensation. Ball worship was not on my kink list, but I won't turn down a new experience. The hyena licks and kisses over both orbs. Suddenly, my left nut feels very wet and warm. Eyes wide open, I glance down to see the hyena has my entire ball in his mouth, sucking on it.\n\nChuckling, I run my hands through his hair again. Do I just want a blowjob? He's doing fantastic, but... my pleasure is edging now, so if I want more, I may want to take it soon. The room jerks a bit, and I hear the hyena gag below me before slowly easing my ball out of his mouth. Drool drips down his muzzle as he gasps for air.\n\n``More... Need more.''\n\nGrinning, I pet his head and step back, stroking my wet length. He stays on his knees watching as my hand moves up and down. His hand seems to be stroking his member under him. Our needs are aligned.\n\n``Show me your hole and I'll let you ride.''\n\nThe hyena's face lights up like it's Christmas morning. Eagerly, he stands up and starts to try to turn around. As he moves over toward the toilet, I look down at his pants and underwear around his ankles, and a yellowed jockstrap lies in the pile. It's both surprising and intriguing to see. Following my gaze, the hyena seems to realize what I was looking at, he blushes, and looks down at his feet.\n\n``Uh... long... trip, you don't mind, do you?''\n\nSnorting, I wave off his worries.\n\n``Surprising, not upsetting. Turns out musk, not a worry for us. Now bend over so I can prep you before I go in.''\n\nThe hyena suddenly seems more shy than he'd been when I walked in on him jacking off. Leaning over, he puts his hands on the wall, constantly glancing back as I kneel behind him.\n\nLicking my lips, I stare at his hole. As I lean in, I kiss his lower ring, inhaling his musk. His scent is rich, like greasy butter, and slightly of sweat. It's no cinnamon and angel farts, but it's nice, it's him. I kiss him again, taking a deep breath, attempting to confirm this to memory. It's a nice smell, in my opinion, better than some of those stupid spray-on deodorants. \n\nEnough kisses, leaning forward, I push my tongue against his hole. The hyena gasps, pushing his ass back into my face. Chuckling, I enjoy the pressure against my tongue as I push back. The flavor is slightly that of his scent, but almost stronger. It's a deep flavor that short-circuits my brain. Using my tongue, I try to spit into the man to help lubricate his hole. The hyena gasps above me.\n\nBelow me, I slowly massage and play with my tip. My hand glides along with the help of his spit, but I can feel it drying out; time is of the essence. Standing up, I gently position my hands on either side of his hip. My shaft waves and wobbles as the train moves again, pointing at his hole, then at his ass, before pointing at its goal again.\n\nPushing forward slowly, my tip leaks a bit of precum as it swipes over his fur. Trying to stay still, I gently guide it down, pressing my member against his tight ring. Holding my breath, I watch as I slide in. With another gentle push, my tip slips in fully, tightness enclosing me. Closing my eyes in bliss, I slowly push in more, the heat encircling me, it feels so good.\n\nMoaning, I glance down, blushing, I realize how little of my length is in him currently and how much more he has yet to take. The hyena pants, moaning quietly into his sweater. Grinning, I tighten my grip and slowly push more into him, harder. The hyena groans loudly into his blue sweater. \n\nMoaning along with him, his tight ring squeezes around my length. Grunting, I pull back briefly before, trying to push in deeper... He yelps, and hands pound against the wall as he lurches forward.\n\nLeaning forward, I nuzzle into his neck, growling as I move my hips back. The man below me gasps before I pound his hole. The breathless gasp as our hips clap sounds like music to my ears. Grinning from ear to ear, I roughly pull back and start to repeat the first, slapping his cheeks with my hips. Moans and grunts take over the small cabin's sound as we rock back and forth against each other and the wall.\n\nSloppy sounds fill the cabin as I thrust in and out, my precum helping keep things slick between us. I keep grunting and growling against his back, hands gripping and grabbing at what I could as we move. His hole squeezing me tightly as I thrust, trying to keep in pace with me, but sometimes off beat. My month or two of being pent up was being expelled on the man below me.\n\nI wanna see his face... I wanna see him as I pound him. Picking the man up, I twist him on my cock, the hyena suddenly squirms and lets out a whine of pain. Putting his legs on my chest, I keep pounding into him. Looking down, I can see the pain, but also the pleasure in his eyes, a glazed look staring up at me.\n\nPlacing my hands against the wall, I try to find more leverage. If we aren't quiet, anyone could walk by, and they would absolutely hear us, but my cares are gone as he grips my length. My lust covers my vision, blinded by the need to breed this hyena, make him carry my colts.\n\nGrowling, I lean forward, and he looks up in a haze. Our lips collide, and the hyena opens up, allowing my tongue to slip in. He barely puts up a fight as my tongue dominates his all while I continue to keep thrusting into him.\n\nThe tightness, the scents, the sensations, the whole lot of it, combine. My vision goes white, moaning, I throw back my head. The man below me gasps as he feels it, pushing over the edge, my load starts to fill the hyena, deep inside... He moans and gasps as my cum starts to fill him up. I hold his legs against my chest, back against the wall, cum squirting up into him, throb after throb.\n\nI glance down, my lustful haze making it hard to focus. I can see strands of cum leaking between us onto and into the toilet. Thick globs coating what it falls onto, as the poor hyena can't hold it all inside him. My balls keep pumping, and the wave of pleasure, excitement, and my energy to keep holding this man up starts to wane. Chuckling, I step back, holding the man, attempting to help him get his legs on the ground as my member pulls free.\n\nA few loose globs fall on the floor as my balls run out and my length starts to shrink back into my sheath. The hyena is in a daze and leans against the wall, hand moving to his stomach, holding himself like he were pregnant. Looking around, I realize that when I picked him up, his underwear and pants fell off. Chuckling, I lean against the sink and rub the back of my neck.\n\n``So... That was fantastic. You're... really... tight.''\n\nThe hyena looks up at me and raises an eyebrow before chuckling.\n\n``That is the nicest way someone has called me a slut. Please, call me what I am, I like it honestly. But yeah, that was...''\n\nThe moan groans and stumbles a bit. He catches himself against a wall and chuckles.\n\n``So good, you're great, I am so fucking full, fuck that was a large load.''\n\nBlushing, I grin at my half-naked fling. Well, I guess if there was ever a chance, now it is, maybe I can entice him with promises of more?\n\n``So I sort of have a proposition for you. See, I need someone to pretend to be my boyfriend for a few days. I'll pay for your ticket home afterwards, but come to my brother's house with me, we can fuck a lot more, and you get free food.''\n\nThe hyena raises an eyebrow. He seems surprised by the offer. I wonder how many flings offer him a paid vacation after they fuck? He seems to think about it, head tilting back and forth as he thinks. Finally, he grins at me and nods.\n\n``Sure, I was just finishing up a business trip, that sounds a whole lot better than going home and being alone. Do I need to know anything?''\n\nChuckling, I grin and cross my arms.\n\n``Well, how about a date? I'll get us a table in the dining car, and I'll message you the time. Then we'll discuss things in a better environment.''\n\nThe hyena chuckles and nods at that while still rubbing his inflated belly.\n\n``I guess that works, hit me up in Knotish when you know the time.''\n\nLooking around the room, I realize how much cum got everywhere. Even glancing down at the hyena's leg, I see cum leaking down his leg. Glancing down at himself, I see him start to blush at the sight.\n\n``That was a lot of cum... well... unless you have something to plug me up, I think I'm gonna have to take care of this first.''\n\nChuckling, I rub the back of my neck.\n\n``Sadly, all I have is myself. Do you need help?''\n\nThe spotted man chuckles and shakes his head.\n\n``Not unless you're into that...''\n\nBlushing, I grin sheepishly.\n\n``I mean, if you want me to, I guess I can.''\n\nThe hyena chuckles and waves at me.\n\n``I mean, while I'd enjoy more, you're good to go, I'll watch for your message.''\n\nNervously chuckling, I pull up my pants and underwear and put my shrinking length away. Finding myself presentable again, I grin and wink at the hyena leaning against the wall. The man whimpers and blushes as I take my time walking to the door. \n\nChanging it over to unoccupied, I push the button to open the door. The hall ahead of me and the room are open for all to see. Looking back, I wink again before exiting back into the hall, pushing the button to close the door behind me. I hear a groan, and then the door locks behind me. Not waiting around, I start to make my way to the dining car.\n\nClimbing up stairs, I find that we've already left the station and are winding back into a forest. Turning left at the top of the stairs, I head back toward the sightseeing car. While railing the cutie, I hadn't paid attention to any announcements. The train wasn't empty, but it also wasn't bustling. People just seemed busy talking among themselves.\n\nLeaving the coach, I start my trek up to the dining car. Crossing between cars again, I work my way through another car, less crowded but somehow more active than the last time I went through.\n\n``Lisa Cylia is the best singer of the decade!''\n\nIgnoring the argument going on, I weave my way toward the next car. The dining car is just on the other side of the sightseeing car. As I go to open the door, the speaker squawks to life.\n\n``Good evening, passengers, now that sleeper cars have finished reserving their places in the dining car for dinner, coach passengers may come to the dining car to make reservations. This is on a first-come, first-served basis. Speak with the dining car attendant to make your reservation.''\n\nGrinning, I open the door and nearly skip across into the sightseeing car. Perfect timing. Now to rush up there before he's out of spots. Entering the sightseeing car, I see that the people sitting in here seem to be a mix of people I passed in the coach earlier. Walking down the aisle, I try my best to keep balance as the train rocks a bit over a switch as we pass by a factory of some sort. \n\nWatching ahead, I see a few people exit from the next car, and my anxiety starts to build. Moving faster, I glance back, and nobody has entered the car after me. Maybe this will work. A nice dinner for two to chat up the cute hyena so that we can make this fake relationship believable. Nobody else comes out of the car as I reach the end. Taking a deep breath, I open the doors and cross into the dining car.\n\nEntering the car, I can see the dining car attendant sitting at a table with an image of tables and a list of names near each. Nervously, I swallow my fears and project courage. Walking up to the dining car attendant, I feel that facade break. Rubbing the back of my neck, I grin sheepishly at the man.\n\n``I heard you're taking coach reservations, can I get a table for me and another guy?\n\nThe gazelle looks up at me. He picks up his lists and puts them on a clipboard.\n\n``Sure, we need two more for a full table. Do you understand that if you don't have two more, we will have to seat you with other passengers?''\n\nRubbing the back of my neck, I try to look anywhere but at the attendant.\n\n``Is it possible to get a table alone without two more?''\n\nI flinch as I hear the gazelle sigh. The man leans back in his chair and gives me a tired look.\n\n``Sir, this train is packed, and while sleeping car gets preference, we do want to get as many from coach as possible, so regrettably, no. Will you still be dining with us?''\n\nTwo strangers, we could still talk among ourselves. It'd be... interesting... I'd prefer alone, but I'll take what I can get. Finally, I look at the gazelle and nod.\n\n``Alright then, sir, what time would you like?''\n\nPulling out my phone, I open up my direct messages with the hyena on Knotish.\n\n``What do you have left?''\n\nThe gazelle huffs as he looks over his seating charts.\n\n``7 and 8:30. All before that is taken.''\n\nI'd prefer to go earlier, but 8:30 might mean fewer people at dinner. Luck might mean a table for us alone. It's a long shot, but maybe it'd work.\n\n``We'll go with the 8:30 reservation.''\n\nThe gazelle nods and jots it down on his chart.\n\n``Alright, got you marked down, just show up when I call for your reservation and we'll get you seated. The price is $80 for the full meal per person. Okay?''\n\nNodding, I smile at the gazelle.\n\n``Understood, see you then.''\n\nExiting the car, I start writing out a message to let him know what our time is and that if he wanted to meet up early, I'd be in the sightseeing car. Taking a seat in a booth, I lean back and grin. \n\nWatching the world move by, I excitedly await the hyena. As the sun sets on the valley, excitement fills me. Maybe this would work out, maybe this was the start of a fun adventure.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
  Day 1 Afternoon : Train of Thought  


Staring out the window, I watch as the world goes by with the train weaving through the woods. I run my hand through my hair for the millionth time. Getting on the train really hasn't settled my nerves like I thought it would. I can't believe I've done this. The train arrives in town tomorrow, my brother and his wife will be there to pick me up, and I have no partner with me. Of course, I had to open my stupid mouth. Otherwise, this would all be fine.

All I had to do was, when he asked if I was bringing a significant other, just say no. But I froze! I don't know why I did that. I don't have time to date, work is crazy, I'm there all the time, but no, I had to say something. Reading that email about how excited he is to have me come by for the holidays, his wife is making plans for the trip. It overwhelmed me. How do I tell my brother I'm single and just lonely?

Then I ghosted him, the second worst move to get me into this spot. I didn't know how to answer the question about a partner, so I put it off. Then a new email arrived, and my brother suggested that Lily knew some people who were single. Matchmaking is not something I want to try, as it just never goes well for me, and then it's awkward for all involved. I should have just politely refused, said it wasn't time... I fumbled it... I said I was bringing a boyfriend. I don't even have a boyfriend!

Glaring at the headrest in front of me, I take a deep breath. I did this to myself. No fault of his wife's, but matchmaking isn't for me. Looking back, I wish I had just politely said I wasn't dating anyone for now, but now... I'm on my way, it's been weeks since I said that. I tried to see if any of my friends could stand in as a boyfriend, but sadly, none of my friends were willing - something about other plans.

Looking out the window at the passing trees, I accept that I can't fault them. This wasn't a normal friend ask, we'd probably have to hold hands and more to keep up appearances. I love my friends, but I don't think any of them could do that for me.

I stare into the dark, blue plastic of the seat ahead of me. I'd been over this since the stupid call two weeks ago, and the best I could come up with is to find some guy through a dating or hookup app and see if they'd play along. I'd downloaded the app before getting on the train, but my nerves told me this could go really fucking badly.

Blinking out of my thoughts, I notice a few passengers glancing over. Blushing, I grin sheepishly and wave at them. Grabbing my phone, I keep blushing and get up, intent on heading to another car to let the embarrassment burn off. Escaping the confines of my seat, I head up the train, following the purple carpet toward the next car. I weave through people as I go, but it's not easy when you're a horse, you're built broader than most furs.

Exiting the car, I navigate through another, and another, each filled with people in winter coats, and with bags filled with holiday gifts. Finally, I find my salvation, the sightseeing car, it's meant for people to sit back and watch the world go by. We're nearing another station, so the car is mostly abandoned.

Taking one of the recliners, I sit down and lean back. The train is somewhere in the middle of nowhere, still, forests stretch out to the rocky walls of the mountains. Green pine trees are spaced throughout the valley, dotting my view as I watch the train bend around another turn.

Sighing, I look away from the world and down at the dark phone in my hand. It could solve my problems, or create more... Could be a fun fling, or maybe I'd get lucky and meet someone? Or... I was all anxious over nothing. Looking away from my phone, I glance around the car. The only other passenger was a rabbit, busy talking to her child.

Taking a deep breath, I turn on the screen. The home screen with all my apps appears. Swiping right, I bring up my most recent installs. ``Knotish'' sits there, taunting me with solutions and problems. Hesitating, I try to talk myself out of it, it would be easier just to say we broke up, but the look on his face if I brought someone...

Blinking, I realize that the app is loading. In my hesitation, I must have tapped it. Looking around, I feel like I must hide what I'm doing from prying eyes. I bend over the phone, trying to look deep into it. The create account page loads via the train's wifi.

Taking a deep breath, slowly, I start typing out my info. I'm 6 10'' with gray eyes, brown mane, tan coat, horse, male, gay, what am I looking for? Technically a short fling but... I won't deny anything more. Photos? Glancing around again, I see that even the mother and child are gone. Letting out the breath I've been holding, I start digging into my photo gallery. I find one with a shirt, two shirtless, and one in just my underwear. I blush at the last as my underwear does little to hide my bulge.

Finally, I press complete. The page reloads, and everything I submitted reorganizes into a profile. I feel a swell of pride and anxiety; it's now real, it's up, there's no going back. At the bottom, I see a ``Furs near you'' search. Tapping on it, I both hope there is nobody and at least somebody. I feel my heart drop as many of the ones that load show mileage far from me.

Three of them seem close enough to maybe be on the train. A bull, a hyena, and an otter, I quickly load each of their profiles. I feel my heart sink at first. The bull is just looking for a hookup, and he's a top; the otter is a submissive, but he wants to take things slow. The last is intriguing. The hyena is open to anything, and only desires being able to top sometimes, seeing as he is a switch.

Feeling like I'm taking a risk, I click the thumbs up on his profile. I turn off my phone and just sit there. The hyena, somewhere on this train, is probably getting a notification that someone liked their profile.

Staring out the window, I watch the world fly by as a creeping sensation moves up my spine. Anxiety slowly creeping over as my phone sits there, lying face down on my knee. Would they even be into me? Could this work? Maybe I was just getting my hopes up for nothing.

The world disappears as we move into a tunnel, and a slight vibration comes from my knee. Glancing down at it, I stare at the phone. Did I just imagine it? Did my hope give me a false positive? Was it just a rough bit of track?

Picking my phone up, I unlock the screen with my paw print. All I have to do now... is swipe down for notifications. If there's nothing there, it was my imagination; if there is... My breathing picks up, swiping down from the top, the notification list appears. A wave of hope spreads through me as the Knotish logo sits there in my notifications.

The car around me becomes bathed in light as the train flies out the other side of the tunnel. I stare at the notification in awe; the timing feels like a sign. Opening the app, I go to my messages. My breath catches, the hyena's user photo sits in my ``Messages Received'' section. A grin starts to spread over my face, taking a deep breath, I click on the message. Anticipation fills my entire body as the page loads.

``Either you've got great legs, or you're on this train. Wanna hook up?''

My breath hitches. This feels too perfect to be true. Witty and offering to hook up? This is exactly what I wanted, so why does this feel like a risky move? Hook up, then ask him to Christmas. Taking a deep breath, I click reply.

``I'm riding coach, do you have a room?''

Clicking send, I quickly look up, glancing around the car, is he here with me? What if he doesn't have a cabin? What... The notification icon lights up. Opening the new message, I'm greeted with a clothed bulge and a message.

``Meet me two cars behind the observation car, first floor, I'll be in the end restroom.''

I can feel my member pulse at the thought. A risky restroom fuck. Closing the app. I glance out at the valley below as our train continues to wind through the rocky terrain. Standing up, I stretch my arms above me. I can feel some bones realign, muscles straining to wake up after sitting for so long. Cautiously, I glance up and down the aisle, watching for passengers going in the opposite direction from me.

Entering the aisle, I start the slightly awkward walk of keeping balance while trying not to touch every other passenger's seat on the aisle row. Moving toward the end of the car, I push the square on the door to open it. I watch as the door slides left, the sound of wheels, metal, and air rushing by assaults my ears as I enter the area between cars. The other door sits across from me in the other car. Stepping into the middle area, I quickly push the door button, stepping across the metal plate into the next car on my short journey.

Entering the next car, the sea of winter jackets is all I can see. Taking a deep breath, the door closes behind me as I start working my way through the crowd again. Family, couples, loners, and children all pass by, none of them looking like the hyena I was looking forward to meeting.

As I near the rear of the car, I can feel the train slowing down, making it equally as hard to keep balance, and throwing myself at the door, I push the button for it to open. As the door clears enough of the gap, I force myself through, into the middle area. Slamming my hand on the last car's door, I watch in joy as it opens. Entering the last car, the bell for announcements rings. The door closes behind me as I wade into another sea of jackets. Over the intercom, a voice speaks loud and clear.

``As we pull up to Willis Falls station, I would like to remind passengers to remain in their cars and seats till the train is stopped; at that time, you may disembark. This is not a smoking station, and we will be leaving shortly after, so please, do not disembark unless this is your stop. Willis Falls station is the next stop.''

Worry comes over me, maybe this is the hyena's stop, am I too late? Was this all for nothing? Navigating the sea of passengers standing up and grabbing bags, I find myself struggling to the middle before finding relief on the stairwell leading down to the first floor. A chuckle escapes as I climb down, so many people looking to get off, and I just want to get off, in a very different way, mind you.

Stepping off the stairs on the first floor, I move away from the sitting area toward the restrooms. The space age doors of the restrooms sit down the hall. Anxiety and dread start to take hold. What if he's not there, what if he wasn't like his picture, what if he doesn't think I was like my pictures? Am I clean enough? Will he mind the smell if I'm musky? My brain whirls as I slowly move forward, inching closer and closer to the door.

Finally, at the end of the hall, at the last stall, I press the button. The door slides open and reveals a hyena, cock in paw, sniffing his other hand. Shock washes over me, but also excitement. Glancing over my shoulder, I see that we are still alone. Quickly, I rush into the stall, making sure the door closes behind me.

Facing the door, I change the sign to occupied, locking us in here. Turning back around, I feel my member rising out of my sheath as I look him up and down. He's cuter in person. He has white spiky hair with blue tips, and he's wearing a blue sweater. His eyes are wide in surprise. As I keep standing there, he seems to realize who I am, and his surprise slowly morphs into a grin.

Now that he understands he's not been caught, he relaxes and gets on his knees in front of me. I blush as he leans forward, nuzzling at my clothed bulge. After all my anxiety, I can't help the chuckle that escapes my lips.

``And here I was afraid you'd be turned off by me.''

The hyena chuckles as he nuzzles at my groin again, kissing the clothed bump. He keeps his face pressed against me as I glance up.

``I was afraid you were catfishing me. A handsome stud like you, interested in me? I was just going to wait to meet you, but your images... I just started jerking off.''

What? I'm no catch. Mentally waving him off, I find myself staring down at his head. Not a lot of guys I've ever dated had spiky hair. How does it feel? Reaching down, I hold myself back. Can I touch it? Is it okay to do that to a guy sniffing at your junk?

``Uh, can I... touch... you?''

The hyena lets out a chuckle, the pressure of how close his muzzle is nuzzling sends vibrations up through my cock. I can feel his lips kissing my clothed member. A loud sniff can be heard as I have to hold myself in place as he presses forward again, pushing me back.

``You smell so good, I hope you do way more than touch, I want this big boy in me.''

Blushing, I feel an odd sense of satisfaction. At least I now know he has no issue with my size. I reach down, running my hand through his spikey hair. It's a tad slick, but the hair gel has left the spikes stiff. I chuckle, a gasp escaping as I suddenly feel suction through the cloth. Looking down, I find him sniffing and sucking on my semi-hard member through my pants. Biting my lips, I push him off. He looks up, eyes unfocused, his gaze hazily weaving over me.

Reaching down, I undo my pants and quickly rush to push them and my underwear down. The hyena before me barely waits a second before groaning and diving back in. His tongue rapidly attacks my shaft as he sniffs between licks. My semi-stiff length is quickly on its way to full hardness under his tongue.

As he nuzzles and licks, I run my hand through his hair, head thrown back in pleasure. Blushing, I get a whiff of myself, it's not, but I'm not wrong, this trip has left me a tad musky. The nose pushing against me reaffirms that he does not seem to care; in fact, he seems to nuzzle me harder in excitement. My eyes fly open as his hand suddenly takes hold of my balls, playing with them. Looking down, I watch as he leans back before suddenly opening his mouth, taking my tip inside.

Heat and wetness surround the tip of my length. Using my other hand, I lean against the wall as the man starts to try his luck at swallowing more of me. It's been a while since I had someone so eager to do oral with me. I'm not exactly small, and with my girth, most can't even get me in their mouths.

A small moan escapes as I feel the man start bobbing on me, his throat brushing my tip as he swallows and gags on me. It's euphoric.

Breathlessly, I whimper as he pulls back, nose nuzzling along the edge of my cock as he sinks down. A wet kiss presses against my balls before a lick. Surprise and delight shoot through me at the new sensation. Ball worship was not on my kink list, but I won't turn down a new experience. The hyena licks and kisses over both orbs. Suddenly, my left nut feels very wet and warm. Eyes wide open, I glance down to see the hyena has my entire ball in his mouth, sucking on it.

Chuckling, I run my hands through his hair again. Do I just want a blowjob? He's doing fantastic, but... my pleasure is edging now, so if I want more, I may want to take it soon. The room jerks a bit, and I hear the hyena gag below me before slowly easing my ball out of his mouth. Drool drips down his muzzle as he gasps for air.

``More... Need more.''

Grinning, I pet his head and step back, stroking my wet length. He stays on his knees watching as my hand moves up and down. His hand seems to be stroking his member under him. Our needs are aligned.

``Show me your hole and I'll let you ride.''

The hyena's face lights up like it's Christmas morning. Eagerly, he stands up and starts to try to turn around. As he moves over toward the toilet, I look down at his pants and underwear around his ankles, and a yellowed jockstrap lies in the pile. It's both surprising and intriguing to see. Following my gaze, the hyena seems to realize what I was looking at, he blushes, and looks down at his feet.

``Uh... long... trip, you don't mind, do you?''

Snorting, I wave off his worries.

``Surprising, not upsetting. Turns out musk, not a worry for us. Now bend over so I can prep you before I go in.''

The hyena suddenly seems more shy than he'd been when I walked in on him jacking off. Leaning over, he puts his hands on the wall, constantly glancing back as I kneel behind him.

Licking my lips, I stare at his hole. As I lean in, I kiss his lower ring, inhaling his musk. His scent is rich, like greasy butter, and slightly of sweat. It's no cinnamon and angel farts, but it's nice, it's him. I kiss him again, taking a deep breath, attempting to confirm this to memory. It's a nice smell, in my opinion, better than some of those stupid spray-on deodorants.  

Enough kisses, leaning forward, I push my tongue against his hole. The hyena gasps, pushing his ass back into my face. Chuckling, I enjoy the pressure against my tongue as I push back. The flavor is slightly that of his scent, but almost stronger. It's a deep flavor that short-circuits my brain. Using my tongue, I try to spit into the man to help lubricate his hole. The hyena gasps above me.

Below me, I slowly massage and play with my tip. My hand glides along with the help of his spit, but I can feel it drying out; time is of the essence. Standing up, I gently position my hands on either side of his hip. My shaft waves and wobbles as the train moves again, pointing at his hole, then at his ass, before pointing at its goal again.

Pushing forward slowly, my tip leaks a bit of precum as it swipes over his fur. Trying to stay still, I gently guide it down, pressing my member against his tight ring. Holding my breath, I watch as I slide in. With another gentle push, my tip slips in fully, tightness enclosing me. Closing my eyes in bliss, I slowly push in more, the heat encircling me, it feels so good.

Moaning, I glance down, blushing, I realize how little of my length is in him currently and how much more he has yet to take. The hyena pants, moaning quietly into his sweater. Grinning, I tighten my grip and slowly push more into him, harder. The hyena groans loudly into his blue sweater.

Moaning along with him, his tight ring squeezes around my length. Grunting, I pull back briefly before, trying to push in deeper... He yelps, and hands pound against the wall as he lurches forward.

Leaning forward, I nuzzle into his neck, growling as I move my hips back. The man below me gasps before I pound his hole. The breathless gasp as our hips clap sounds like music to my ears. Grinning from ear to ear, I roughly pull back and start to repeat the first, slapping his cheeks with my hips. Moans and grunts take over the small cabin's sound as we rock back and forth against each other and the wall.

Sloppy sounds fill the cabin as I thrust in and out, my precum helping keep things slick between us. I keep grunting and growling against his back, hands gripping and grabbing at what I could as we move. His hole squeezing me tightly as I thrust, trying to keep in pace with me, but sometimes off beat. My month or two of being pent up was being expelled on the man below me.

I wanna see his face... I wanna see him as I pound him. Picking the man up, I twist him on my cock, the hyena suddenly squirms and lets out a whine of pain. Putting his legs on my chest, I keep pounding into him. Looking down, I can see the pain, but also the pleasure in his eyes, a glazed look staring up at me.

Placing my hands against the wall, I try to find more leverage. If we aren't quiet, anyone could walk by, and they would absolutely hear us, but my cares are gone as he grips my length. My lust covers my vision, blinded by the need to breed this hyena, make him carry my colts.

Growling, I lean forward, and he looks up in a haze. Our lips collide, and the hyena opens up, allowing my tongue to slip in. He barely puts up a fight as my tongue dominates his all while I continue to keep thrusting into him.

The tightness, the scents, the sensations, the whole lot of it, combine. My vision goes white, moaning, I throw back my head. The man below me gasps as he feels it, pushing over the edge, my load starts to fill the hyena, deep inside... He moans and gasps as my cum starts to fill him up. I hold his legs against my chest, back against the wall, cum squirting up into him, throb after throb.

I glance down, my lustful haze making it hard to focus. I can see strands of cum leaking between us onto and into the toilet. Thick globs coating what it falls onto, as the poor hyena can't hold it all inside him. My balls keep pumping, and the wave of pleasure, excitement, and my energy to keep holding this man up starts to wane. Chuckling, I step back, holding the man, attempting to help him get his legs on the ground as my member pulls free.

A few loose globs fall on the floor as my balls run out and my length starts to shrink back into my sheath. The hyena is in a daze and leans against the wall, hand moving to his stomach, holding himself like he were pregnant. Looking around, I realize that when I picked him up, his underwear and pants fell off. Chuckling, I lean against the sink and rub the back of my neck.

``So... That was fantastic. You're... really... tight.''

The hyena looks up at me and raises an eyebrow before chuckling.

``That is the nicest way someone has called me a slut. Please, call me what I am, I like it honestly. But yeah, that was...''

The moan groans and stumbles a bit. He catches himself against a wall and chuckles.

``So good, you're great, I am so fucking full, fuck that was a large load.''

Blushing, I grin at my half-naked fling. Well, I guess if there was ever a chance, now it is, maybe I can entice him with promises of more?

``So I sort of have a proposition for you. See, I need someone to pretend to be my boyfriend for a few days. I'll pay for your ticket home afterwards, but come to my brother's house with me, we can fuck a lot more, and you get free food.''

The hyena raises an eyebrow. He seems surprised by the offer. I wonder how many flings offer him a paid vacation after they fuck? He seems to think about it, head tilting back and forth as he thinks. Finally, he grins at me and nods.

``Sure, I was just finishing up a business trip, that sounds a whole lot better than going home and being alone. Do I need to know anything?''

Chuckling, I grin and cross my arms.

``Well, how about a date? I'll get us a table in the dining car, and I'll message you the time. Then we'll discuss things in a better environment.''

The hyena chuckles and nods at that while still rubbing his inflated belly.

``I guess that works, hit me up in Knotish when you know the time.''

Looking around the room, I realize how much cum got everywhere. Even glancing down at the hyena's leg, I see cum leaking down his leg. Glancing down at himself, I see him start to blush at the sight.

``That was a lot of cum... well... unless you have something to plug me up, I think I'm gonna have to take care of this first.''

Chuckling, I rub the back of my neck.

``Sadly, all I have is myself. Do you need help?''

The spotted man chuckles and shakes his head.

``Not unless you're into that...''

Blushing, I grin sheepishly.

``I mean, if you want me to, I guess I can.''

The hyena chuckles and waves at me.

``I mean, while I'd enjoy more, you're good to go, I'll watch for your message.''

Nervously chuckling, I pull up my pants and underwear and put my shrinking length away. Finding myself presentable again, I grin and wink at the hyena leaning against the wall. The man whimpers and blushes as I take my time walking to the door.

Changing it over to unoccupied, I push the button to open the door. The hall ahead of me and the room are open for all to see. Looking back, I wink again before exiting back into the hall, pushing the button to close the door behind me. I hear a groan, and then the door locks behind me. Not waiting around, I start to make my way to the dining car.

Climbing up stairs, I find that we've already left the station and are winding back into a forest. Turning left at the top of the stairs, I head back toward the sightseeing car. While railing the cutie, I hadn't paid attention to any announcements. The train wasn't empty, but it also wasn't bustling. People just seemed busy talking among themselves.

Leaving the coach, I start my trek up to the dining car. Crossing between cars again, I work my way through another car, less crowded but somehow more active than the last time I went through.

``Lisa Cylia is the best singer of the decade!''

Ignoring the argument going on, I weave my way toward the next car. The dining car is just on the other side of the sightseeing car. As I go to open the door, the speaker squawks to life.

``Good evening, passengers, now that sleeper cars have finished reserving their places in the dining car for dinner, coach passengers may come to the dining car to make reservations. This is on a first-come, first-served basis. Speak with the dining car attendant to make your reservation.''

Grinning, I open the door and nearly skip across into the sightseeing car. Perfect timing. Now to rush up there before he's out of spots. Entering the sightseeing car, I see that the people sitting in here seem to be a mix of people I passed in the coach earlier. Walking down the aisle, I try my best to keep balance as the train rocks a bit over a switch as we pass by a factory of some sort.

Watching ahead, I see a few people exit from the next car, and my anxiety starts to build. Moving faster, I glance back, and nobody has entered the car after me. Maybe this will work. A nice dinner for two to chat up the cute hyena so that we can make this fake relationship believable. Nobody else comes out of the car as I reach the end. Taking a deep breath, I open the doors and cross into the dining car.

Entering the car, I can see the dining car attendant sitting at a table with an image of tables and a list of names near each. Nervously, I swallow my fears and project courage. Walking up to the dining car attendant, I feel that facade break. Rubbing the back of my neck, I grin sheepishly at the man.

``I heard you're taking coach reservations, can I get a table for me and another guy?

The gazelle looks up at me. He picks up his lists and puts them on a clipboard.

``Sure, we need two more for a full table. Do you understand that if you don't have two more, we will have to seat you with other passengers?''

Rubbing the back of my neck, I try to look anywhere but at the attendant.

``Is it possible to get a table alone without two more?''

I flinch as I hear the gazelle sigh. The man leans back in his chair and gives me a tired look.

``Sir, this train is packed, and while sleeping car gets preference, we do want to get as many from coach as possible, so regrettably, no. Will you still be dining with us?''

Two strangers, we could still talk among ourselves. It'd be... interesting... I'd prefer alone, but I'll take what I can get. Finally, I look at the gazelle and nod.

``Alright then, sir, what time would you like?''

Pulling out my phone, I open up my direct messages with the hyena on Knotish.

``What do you have left?''

The gazelle huffs as he looks over his seating charts.

``7 and 8:30. All before that is taken.''

I'd prefer to go earlier, but 8:30 might mean fewer people at dinner. Luck might mean a table for us alone. It's a long shot, but maybe it'd work.

``We'll go with the 8:30 reservation.''

The gazelle nods and jots it down on his chart.

``Alright, got you marked down, just show up when I call for your reservation and we'll get you seated. The price is $80 for the full meal per person. Okay?''

Nodding, I smile at the gazelle.

``Understood, see you then.''

Exiting the car, I start writing out a message to let him know what our time is and that if he wanted to meet up early, I'd be in the sightseeing car. Taking a seat in a booth, I lean back and grin.

Watching the world move by, I excitedly await the hyena. As the sun sets on the valley, excitement fills me. Maybe this would work out, maybe this was the start of a fun adventure.

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