"C'mon baby, lemme se ya squirt!" came the request, huffed and puffed but loud enough to be heard over the smacks and squelches.
               I wanted to point out the fact that I already had squirted, even though the pearly streaks were not very easy to spot against my white fur. Doesn't matter though, because I knew Abby had seen my still stiff little rod explode. She always got this very distinct look on her face whenever she caught sight of my bunny-bits shooting thin ropes of spunk all over my trim belly and occasionally my chest. I think she was hoping to one day see it reach my cute little muzzle, but I'm still a growing boy. I don't really look like one most of the time, but appearances can be deceiving.
               Most boys my age would sell their soul for a chance at a little one-on-one time with Abby, although they might have changed their minds once they heard how she likes to have fun. The otter was a freshman at the local college and as such a bit older than the fourteen-year-old bunny she was desperate to see 'squirt'. Cross-dressing was the fashion craze right now and she was trying to pull off the tomboy look, with admittedly mixed results. She kept her hair cut short enough to blend with the rest of her fur, and the baggy shirts she wore could almost hide the perky pair of breasts currently bouncing wildly on her chest. But there was no disguising the flared hips even now moving back and forth as she bucked into me.
               And that's the part that would scare most boys off. While she was humping away my legs were wrapped just above those hips, helping bear some of my weight as she held mine up at just the right height so that she could piston the silicone shlong in and out of my by now thoroughly messy pucker. But it's not what you think, I'm just helping her out with work. Honestly.
               Abby, when not railing underage bunny bois, is studying design, and unlike the typical student is doing quite well for herself. She claims she intends to go legit once she gets her degree, but in the meantime she's using her skills, the school's 3D printer and her twisted imagination to come up with very innovative toys, the kind a young boy like me was never meant to play with. Her little internet business was paying for the 'cozy' studio apartment we were currently in, one that might have been more spacious if it wasn't full of molds and vats of silicone.
               I'm supposedly helping her with the R&D part of her little business, but we'd both be lying if we said we didn't get a kick out of this. Abby's a bit of a geek most of the time, but she gets this really wild look in her eyes when she's balls deep (figuratively speaking) in a femmy young boy like me, and for my part, well, I guess I'm just a sucker for a really good dicking and most boys can't rail me the way Abby can.
I felt one of her hands leave my hips and could just spot her grabbing the enormous syringe and pressing down the plunger. Almost immediately I felt a fresh surge of thick cum-lube and would have rolled my eyes if they hadn't already rolled back by now. God, she must buy that stuff in bulk, considering how much she'd already pumped in and then out of me. I'm sure my bushy tail is already soaked, but at least I'm not the one who'll be washing the sheets.
I could tell she'd reached her limit a while back and was now just desperate to see if she can get me off again. And she usually does with a lot less effort, but I'm usually a lot more focused on this than I am now, and a lot less irritated. Still, there is only so much a hormonal teen's prostate could take, and as a familiar tingle built in my little pouch I pushed my problems aside and just let it rush through me. Abby never touched my little stiffy when she was inside me, and I respected that. Cumming from nothing but a nice, vigorous pounding was my preference, and I knew for a fact that the pervy otter got a thrill at watching my slim cock twitch and spurt seemingly on its own.
Less than a minute later I was panting as my sack pulled up and my nipples stiffened, teetering on that delightful edge. Abby spotted this and when I felt her push the last of the thick white lube into my already flooded ass I went over it. I felt her hilt herself and just grind her crotch against me, her eyes drinking in the sight of my cocklet making even more of mess of my flat tummy. She was obviously spent, and once I was done painting my chest she slowly slid the toy out of me, my long ears catching the slow, drawn-out schlorp as the otter's latest creation was pulled out of its first victim. Eight inches long and shaped like a zucchini grown in Chernobyl. Abby's philosophy was to make the sort of dongs that nature never did, and as someone who sampled a wide array of the traditional models I have to admit her creations can be both bizarre and scary, but then again nobody's buying those things as decorations.
Clean-up would have to wait until we caught our breaths, and the otter didn't even bother unstrapping the monster as she released me and plopped down beside her trusted aide. She rummaged around her nightstand and soon my nose was crinkling a little as smoke reached it. A filthy habit to be sure, but after she took a few puffs I reached out and did the same once she passed me the joint. I know, I really shouldn't and ninety-nine percent of the time I don't, but after the rutting I took I genuinely needed something to ease the soreness I knew would follow the afterglow.
"Mhhh, you really made me work my ass off for that encore..." she said, throwing an arm around me and pulling me closer. I'm not really a snuggle bug, but she was bigger than me and I was tapped out, so I just went with it and rested my cheek against one fluffy otter-tit.
"No, I made you work my ass off..." I said, feeling my violated but satisfied pucker drool some of the mess she'd pumped into me.
"So are you not thrilled with the ButterBumps prototype?" she asked, toying with my hair.
"No, it's pretty good. Change the name and it will be great..." I said, remembering how it felt to have the numerous aforementioned bumps rubbing against my bump. "I'm just still pissed about something that happened earlier today..."
"Wanna talk about it?" she asked, and at first I was going to politely decline. But keeping it bottled up wasn't doing me any good, and even though Abby and I had different personalities I knew for a fact she was one of the few people I know who was twisted enough herself to understand me.
"Well, this friend of mine - Aki- kept pestering me about shoe-horning someone into our group..."
"Ooh, you mean your little gang?" she teased, and I just rolled my eyes in response, since that's just about as much energy as I had left. I made the mistake of friending her on a few of my social network accounts so she's seen plenty of pictures of my friends and me, but I've never really introduced her to them, nor do I intend to. It'd be like introducing a fox to a henhouse...
"It's not a gang just because we have a leader..." I replied, subtly pointing out my status.
"So what's the problem? The more the merrier, right? Oooohh, don't tell me the new kid's prettier than you?" she teased, and with my muzzle this close to her boob I was almost certain she was asking to get bit. True, bunnies don't have fangs, but incisors can smart if they catch something soft and sensitive...
"Not funny, and not even close!" I replied, deciding against biting. The fluffy boob was serving me well as a pillow and didn't deserve to suffer for its owner's transgressions. "I was sure he was kidding at first..."
*******
"You've got to be kidding..." I said, but unfortunately I could tell that Aki was serious, to the extent he could be. Did he really think that pout of his was going to work on me?
"Aww c'mon, don't be cruel. Look, I've been working really hard to help him with his image, and I've figured we could try and let him hang out with us, at least?" he cooed, and I had to give him top marks for his performance. I certainly knew how effective it could be.
Aki was a panda, and although the monochromatic ursine's Asian heritage was pretty distant he was an anime addict and tended to play the part. He was bubbly, energetic, a flashy (and more to the point skimpy) dresser, and although I personally cringed every time I heard him go 'Kawaii!' it was undeniably effective. I've seen him pull straight boys who, by the time they learned he had a little something extra were too horny to care. So as obnoxious as he could be, at least he belonged in our little group. Which was more than I could say for...
"I'm sorry, Jamie was it?" I asked.
"Y-yes..." the piggy oinked. But I didn't say that part out loud. See, I wasn't really trying to be cruel...
"Where do I start? Well for one the whole 'perky Goth' thing is kinda played out by now..." I began, trying not to sound like too big of a bitch.
I could see that a lot of effort did go into his look, but I could tell it was Aki's, so the piglet wasn't getting any points for that. His hair was nice - lose ringlets that fell to his ears in a coppery shade that was probably from a dye, although it might be real judging by the subtle splash of freckles over the bridge of his little snout. The make-up was over the top but skillfully done, but then again it was so easy to do with smooth skin as opposed to fur.
And it was that smooth skin that allowed him to wear those long evening gloves and striped stockings without the itching driving him insane. I had to admit I was jealous about that. My fur was hardly shaggy, but wearing something like tights always drove me crazy. But maybe it was for the best. After all, if I was fortunate enough to be blessed with such a pristine, soft and oh-so-strokable coat, why bother hiding it? 
"...and I honestly don't think - and I'm really not trying to be mean here- that you'd be able to keep up with us."
"W-what do you mean?" the piggy asked, and I couldn't help but wonder if he really was this naïve or if he was just trying to piss me off.
"Well most of the time we... look, have you ever even had sex?"
"I have! Me and..." he squealed out, but stopped dead and turned a deep red, avoiding looking at Aki so much that it was obvious. Did he really think the slinky panda standing by his side would be embarrassed? How clueless could he be? On the other hand, if Aki had porked that pork and still wanted him around, it would mean Jamie was at least a decent lay. The panda didn't have an attention span, but he did have standards.
"C'mon Lexy! Just give him a chance..." Aki crooned, trying to get cute with me which really just meant he was trying my nerves. It was obvious he wouldn't drop this. I knew for a fact he wasn't really challenging me because he wanted my spot, but I did feel like he was undermining my authority. All right then Aki, on your head be it...
"Fine then. You think he's a good fit for us? Let's take him to the park and see if he can pull..."
*******
"So how exactly do I... uhm, pull?" Miss Piggy asked timidly while I stood on the toilet lid and carefully positioned a tiny camera so it would get a good shot of the adjoining stall. Not my first time doing that, by the way. Now I know you might think this is a bit of a grubby place for someone like me, and you are right, to some extent. But the men's room at the park is a great place if you just want a quick hook-up with someone random who was hot enough to get you in the mood but not hot enough to date. It was also fairly clean, at least when it came to the sort of dirty you'd expect from a restroom. It didn't get much use it was intended for since most males seemed to prefer to just use the nearest bush then walk all the way over here, so it also meant it got very little foot-traffic. 
"Look, most boys can put on a dress, do their hair and slap on some make up to look girly. It's not even passing for a girl that's really important if you want to hang with us. The real meaning of 'androgyny' is looking so hot that anyone - male, female, gay or straight- will want to fuck you." I explained. I know that's probably not the exact meaning of androgyny, but as long as my word is law in this little group, it will be. 
"So you need to show us you can pull - get someone in here and get them to fuck your brains out. It doesn't have to be a guy, but guys are way easier to talk into a random quickie in the restroom. Now just to show you I'm not asking the impossible from you, I'm gonna do it first, and you and the monochrome menace can watch in from the next stall..." I said, referring to the unfazed panda holding up a smartphone. I had Aki come over since I had the strong suspicion the day would end with Piggy in tears and I had no intention of taking the squealing thing home... "Still up for this?" I asked, and Pig... alright, Jamie just nodded that ginger head of his. He was even blushing a little and I really wasn't sure if it was shyness of hornyness coloring those furless cheeks. Well, either way...
*******
"Quick, in here! Before someone sees us!" I said in a breathy stage-whisper, practically dragging the leopard behind me into the stall with the surveillance, acting like this was my first time doing something like this and not like I was the inspiration for a number of the lewd graffiti covering the interior.
"That desperate, huh?" he said, and I would have cringed at how smug he sounded if I cared about him enough to risk wrinkling my face. 
A highschool senior or maybe a college freshman. Older than me to be sure, but still a bit young for me. I'd had my eye on slightly more mature men recently. The young, dumb and full of cum types were getting too easy, but could still be fun once in a while... and with fun in mind, I turned my back to him, sliding my panties half way down my toned legs, flipping my skirt up and giving my bushy tail a few 'nervous' twitches before the big unveiling.
"Fuck, that's what I'm talking about!" he said, and by his tone I knew that the sight of my little marbles didn't matter after he saw the flash of pink between my perky cheeks. "I'm not a fag, but I'm fuckin' sick of begging girls for anal when there are slutty little brats like you walking around just begging for a breeding..."
Now, you might think I'd be insulted by the sheer hypocrisy of his homophobia, but I'm really not. That's because no matter how low his opinion of me is, it can't possibly be lower than my opinion of him! So what if he's got a dirty mouth and a stunted brain? I won't be using any of those. His cock, on the other hand, was quite a nice one for a kitty and looking like it will appreciate a nice tight bunny-butt more than its owner. True, the leopard wasn't as big as I'd have preferred, but it was probably for the best. Seeing me ride a pony or getting knotted would probably make the piglet in the next stall faint...
"Aaahhh!" I cried out, since I'd gotten a bit lost in thought and thus surprised when about seven inches of barbed feline flesh were pushed into me. Fortunately I'd taken precautions to prepare for this little outing, but if this was the kitty-cat's approach to anal sex it was no wonder he had a hard time getting girls to spread their cheeks for him.
"Fuck, you're a tight little bitch! This the first real cock you've had under your tail?" the leopard asked with a lusty growl as I bit my lip. Not because he felt that intense in my ass, but because it would break his heart if I'd laughed out loud at that remark.
Still, despite his lack of charm, the feline cock I was gently clenching around was a nice fit. Not all that big, but then again kitties never feel all that impressive when they're hilted and standing still. When the guy pulled out I felt a genuine shudder run through my body, ending in my bushy tail that was raised up and giving the leopard a view he was sure to remember fondly. The barbs didn't really hurt, but it was a strangely intense feeling, sort of someone sliding an ice cube along your back, but a little more interesting.
After a few experimental thrusts I felt his hands move to my slim waist just before he really started drilling me. Not a bad technique, I had to admit as the pistoning of the barbed length had my own shaft stiffening. If he'd worked on his personality a little I might have been tempted to give him my number, but as it was I'll be satisfied with busting my little nut and taking a load of kitty-spunk between my cheeks. And with the way he was drilling my bunny-buns I figured the piggy watching the whole thing in the next stall will get scared and wimp out of the whole thing.
The pleasant tingle that thought gave me was almost as good as the ones coming from under my tail, and it helped me relax and enjoy the pounding the spotted feline was giving me. I could now feel my cocklet slapping against my belly as I was bred and was pretty sure that the leopard would actually make me cum. I was so lost in the sensations of the barbed cock drilling my behind that I'd missed one hand leaving my waist, and was surprised when I felt it tighten around my ears.
I gasped again when the guy railing me yanked on them, which I suppose was what he was hoping for. It didn't really hurt, and I didn't mind either the slight pain or the fact that it was demeaning when it was done right. What it comes down to is that I never really felt properly dominated by someone I didn't respect, but I still arched my back as I tilted my face up, knowing that it was what the kitty was hoping for and since I knew it would give my audience a great view.
I was sort of glad I did, because the new angle really sent the tip of the leopard's barbed cock pounding against my little button. The noises I was making as he rutted me were a little over the top but really faked as I approached my peek a little faster than I'd thought I would. There was a pleasant heat under my tail now, that I knew would turn into an annoying ache by the evening, but for now I enjoyed every barb on the throbbing length, and the thrill of the quite vigorous fucking I was getting.
My moans were more than a little over the top, but as I felt my stiffy twitch and spurt I felt generous. Or maybe it was my exhibitionist streak, since I knew full well I had more than the spotty kitty watching me. The leopard was the athletic type and normally I'm sure he could have kept going until my cheeks glowed red through my white fur, but as I felt the barbed shaft twitch I began to suspect that his begging girls for anal had never actually worked.
How cute, a virgin! A pussy is all fine and good, but I knew for a fact it couldn't match the sensation of a pucker you're rutting suddenly starting to pulse as its owner came. His thrusts were now just lightning fast humping, and his final thrust would have knocked me over if I hadn't been ready for it. As it was I managed to keep my balance and enjoy the quite impressive rush of feline cum being pumped into my well-fucked behind. 
I milked the kitty-cock for as long as I could, sighing when I felt it drool the last of the leopard's spunk as it slid out. The cocky feline looked a little awkward as he stared at the sight of my freshly bred ass and the white streaks on the tiles under me, so under the pretense of staying here to clean up I gave him a quick farewell and left him to question his sexuality.
I didn't mean to look smug as I sauntered over to the next stall, but I knew for a fact that I did. Opening the door I found the two blushing in there, although only the piglet's flush had anything to do with embarrassment.
"Okay Jamie, now it's your turn. Go out there, seduce someone and bring him back here to press your hams, so to speak. The park's full and either Aki or me could pull someone in about fifteen minutes, but seeing how it's your first time I'm gonna be generous and give you half an hour. Off you go now, tic-toc, tic-toc..." I said, shooing the blushing piglet away.
As the minutes slipped by I wondered what Babe would drag back along with him. I had to admit he didn't look that bad and if he aimed low he could easily get some ugly old looser who hasn't been laid in ages, just to prove a point. Or some horny pubescent who'd fuck anything that offered him a hole. Hell, maybe even a girl, some kinky freak like Abby...
"H-here, this stall's empty..." I heard Jamie stutter, and quickly checked my phone. Hmm, seventeen minutes. Not bad, but I was reserving my judgment until I saw who was with him. I could actually hear the heavy sound of hooves hitting tiles, so I figured he'd snagged an adult, but when the two of them stepped into the shot of my hidden camera my eyes went wide as I gripped the phone tight.
"That'll do pig. That'll do..." I whispered as the screen was filled by the specimen the piglet had managed to find.
"All right kid, now you asked for this so don't get scared when I whip it out..." a deep gravelly voice said, the sound of a belt-buckle accompanying it.
It was a beefy voice, which was quite apropos. Jamie had bagged a bull, and a very impressive specimen to boot. I figured the guy was in his forties forty, but he either worked hard or worked out. He was built like a brick-house and topping six feet even without factoring in the horns on his head. Yup, definitely a longhorn, at least judging by the red rod he was now holding and aiming at a stunned Jamie. What had the piglet been thinking when he walked up to this and offered up his ass? I had to admit though that my own still dripping bunny-cunny was winking at the sight of the bulky bovine, but then again I had a lot more experience.
Noticing my expression Aki quickly sidled closer to get a look at the screen and I saw his hand fly to cover his mouth at the sight of the piece of beef now aimed at his little protégé. And as eye-catching as the bull's package was, my eyes caught a glint on one massive hand, one that spelled trouble for poor little Jamie. The big daddy-bull was married, and judging by the tension in his voice and crotch not happily married. A still virile male without a chance to sate his lust, who'd just had a dolled-up little slut come up to him and offer him a quickie in the restroom. A newbie who's never had anything bigger up his boy-pussy than a panda-pecker was about to take everything this mammoth bovine had kept pent up for god knows how long. Well, there was nothing I could do, was there? Piggy could hardly tag me in, although I have to admit I was regretting settling for that leopard and missing out on this horny beast.
"It's your choice kid -I'm ready to go, but I think it would be easier for you if you got me wet first..." the bull rumbled, trying to keep quiet even though his voice was reverberating in the tilled restroom.
Jamie hesitated for a second and I wondered briefly if he was going to puss out, to rush out of here crying for his mommy and maybe leave this impressive specimen to the professionals, so to speak. But the piglet did finally find his courage, wrapping both hands around the foot-long length of beef before opening his mouth and taking the tip in. He only took about four inches before he stopped and started suckling the rosy-red length, but the bovine powerhouse it was attached to seemed to have a different idea.
One hand landed on top of Jamie's head, thick fingers digging into those carroty curls and easily palming piggy's skull as he pushed him down. I saw his eyes go wide and his hands fly up to settle on the older male's powerful thighs, although I knew from experience that he had no hope of so much as slowing the bull down. The little porker was about to learn that in this game biting off more than you can chew doesn't mean you won't have to swallow.
So far I have to say I wasn't impressed with him. Oh sure, his lips did eventually reach the big bovine's sheath, but that was all due to the daddy-bull's perseverance, rather than piggy's enthusiasm. He seemed to have a bit of trouble breathing through his stubby snout with that impressive length shoved down his throat, but I have to admit it was kind of hot to see him struggle. The thick bovine cock was muffling his squeals and watching on my phone I could see the smears of Jamie's dark lipstick against the glistening red shaft and all that eye-shade and mascara running down his smooth skin. Piggy was already a hot mess, and those bovine nuts still hadn't emptied.
"All right, that's enough foreplay. Now let me see that little boy-cunt of yours..." the bull said, pulling Jamie off his cock and waiting for the dazed piglet to catch his breath.
Again, I wondered if Jamie would realize he was in too deep and offer to just jack the guy off, but piggy was either too stupid or too horny to grasp just what was in store for him. He climbed on top of the toilet lid, kneeling on it and resting his hands on the cistern, that plump rump of his on full display for the bull behind him. The big bovine wasted little time flipping up Jamie's skirt to reveal a pair of lacy black panties.
"Shit. I've heard about little sluts like you but I had to see it with my own eyes..." the daddy-bull said, running his fingers down the crease of Jamie's ass and presumably over the little bulge of his panty-clad sack. Fuck, if I'd known piggy was going to pull in a big one, I'd have set up the camera to catch the action a little better. "Didn't your daddy teach you not to lift your tail?" the bull asked, pulling the black undies to the side. I couldn't really see what he was seeing, but I did catch a glint in his eye as he focused on the little pucker nestled between those bubbly cheeks. "Well you're about to learn what happens when you do..."
I had to admit I was holding my breath, eyes glued to the screen as the huge bovine grabbed his shaft, still keeping Jamie's panties pulled out of the way as he aimed that cannon. The screen showed our piggy's face and I could see his eyes go wide when the tip touched against his pucker, his smeared lips parting once a few inches of beef sank in. He was doing fine, but then again with bulls, stags and rams the first few inches were always easy since the tips of their cocks were practically made to open a boy up, but the rest of it seemed made to give a tight little ass a good stretching, something piglet was about to learn.
The moment the bull moved his hand from his cock and used it to cover Jamie's snout, I knew what he was in for, even though he seemed to have no idea. It meant that the person behind you was about to do something that was bound to get you to make a lot of noise. And when the big bull bucked into the clueless piglet I actually felt a rush of sympathy overwhelm the envy I felt. Letting Aki hump his rump had in no way prepared him to have a breeding bull force more than half his cock into his chubby ass in one stroke, but then again he was the one who got himself into this.
"Fuck, you're a tight little thing. The way you came up to me I was sure you were a slut used to taking someone my size..." the bull rumbled, pausing a little as he obviously savored the feeling of the porcine pucker winking around his cock. "Better relax kid, 'cause I'm not pulling out until I've pumped this little ass full."
Not the most original line I've ever heard, but the way the butch bovine's voice rumbled in the tiled restroom had my cock twitching. Where had this guy been when I was on the prowl? And despite his tough talk he was considerate enough to wait a while, and watching on my phone both Aki and I could see Jamie get a grip on himself, the panicky look in his eyes replaced by a half-decent fuck-me gaze.
He made a few more muffled squealing noises as the bull began to force the rest of himself in, one beefy bovine hand groping the piggy's smooth cheek, his eyes rolling back a little by the time the bull finally hilted himself. I saw the guy push one thick finger into Jamie's muzzle, and I had to admit he did look kind of hot with the makeup around his eyes a mess and his smeared lips suckling on the daddy-bull's finger.
And when the longhorn started moving around, piggy made some really interesting faces! Priceless ones, and ones that almost made up for the fact that this angle didn't really give me a good glimpse of that red missile slowly moving in and out of his plump behind. I knew from personal experience what it was like - a male so much bigger than you pushing himself in, your own body surprising you by just how much it could take. The alien sensation of having a hot, hard monster like that throbbing inside you, and just when you kind of get used to having it lodged in there, the whole thing starts moving in and out and you can't feel anything else but a rock-hard cock sawing in and out of you...
Aki had been smooshed pretty close to me this whole time as we both watched the action on my phone, but I became aware of the panda getting a lot closer and a bit friskier. Not that I could really blame him. I'd popped my little bunny-nut less than an hour ago but watching piggy get porked was getting me hot, so no wonder the pansy panda next to me was getting horned up.
I didn't stop him when he started nuzzling my neck and running his hands over me, which encouraged him to go further. After a few seconds of that I felt him behind me, his hands wrapping around my waist and chest as his chin settled on my right shoulder. On one hand I felt offended that he intended to watch Jamie getting skewered by the daddy-bull in the next stall rather than focus on me, but then again I'd hate to miss this show either.
After a quick prod under my bushy tail I found myself filled with Aki's panda-pecker, surprised by the fact I could actually feel him back there. But then again my boi-pussy was still sensitive after that leopard's barbs, enough that I found myself actually arching my back for him. Now Aki's by no means a top, but he does have this thing for boi-on-boi action. He calls it yaoi shota or something like that... half the time I'm sure he's just making these words up to sound quirky. 
I don't really get the appeal but we've done a few cam shows together where we just went through the motions without really showing any naughty bits because of the whole underage thing, and I couldn't believe how much we made with that obviously fake crap. It had been an almost completely female audience watching us, and more than half of them were the middle-aged soccer mom type. You can just tell by the overenthusiastic use of emojis. Hell, this bull's wife might have been one of them - some plump cow fingering her twat and paying femmy boys to moan and grind against each other, neglecting her husband until the lust-maddened male breaks down and skewers one of them, unleashing months of pent up lust on a delicate little boi's ass.
Sadly not mine though. I was watching the mountain of bovine muscle piston that red rod in and out of Jamie's bubble-butt while I had to contend with Aki's little girl-cock under my tail. Still, despite his modest size he was an amorous thing, all kissy and touchy and more importantly not the least bit hesitant to grab another boy's cock and put those nimble fingers to some good use.
And so while I had Aki stirring up the mess that leopard had pumped up my rump, the lucky little piglet on the screen now had a buff bull plowing his chubby ass. The noises from the next stall were getting a lot more interesting too - piggy was moaning as squealing as best he could while also sucking whorishly on the bull's finger, and the slaps of the muscular bovine hips against his cushiony rear were getting wetter. Piggy had probably gone a little heavy on the lube before coming to the park, but then again it might have been just that beefy rod leaking inside him that was causing the mess.
I hated to admit it, but was pretty damn hot. Jamie had no real style, no idea how to take a cock and look good doing it (unlike yours truly) but there was something about watching someone just get their silly little brains fucked right out that got me going. Aki was also pumping away, kissing my neck and squeezing my cock as I gave an occasional hump against his hand. Good effort, but a poor substitute for what piggy was getting. Still, I had no doubt it would be enough for me to squirt my load against the stall wall, a drop in the proverbial bucket compared to what Jamie would wind up getting.
And judging by the screen, piggy wouldn't have long to wait. The sound of the bull's fucking was just a steady slapping now, violently wet noises as he railed piggy with short jabs. The piglet's eye were blank now, his lips still wrapped around the bull's finger as his little snout twitching and flared. It was quite a show and I wondered how hard the bull would have fucked him if he'd known he was on camera. I also wondered how often he came to this park, and if it was only chubby bois that got him going.
My eyes had been glued to the screen, not wanting to blink and miss the point when the longhorn started breeding the piglet he was skewering, but was surprised when he took his finger out of Jamie's mouth and moved the other hand from his cheek. I held my breath as both hands went under the piggy's knees, the bull crouching down a little just before they both went up. And so did Jamie! I one smooth move he'd swept the piglet off the toilet and lifted him up, holding him under the knees as gravity forced Jamie all the way down on the bull's shaft.
I could hear Aki gasp in my ear and stop moving as the view on my phone took both our breaths away. We could see the huge sack just as the heavy looking bovine nuts pulled up, the heavy sheath with less than an inch of something thick and red sticking out until it disappeared into the squealing piglet impaled on it. Jamie's black panties were still covering his boy-bits and we caught sight of the obscene little tent in the lacy black fabric, bouncing wildly as the piglet it belonged to did the same.
Aki seemed to remember what he was doing (or more to the point who) and resumed humping against my ass and stroking my cock as we both kept our eyes on the screen. A few more bounces were all it took for a stain to spread across the tented undies, the black fabric showing a dark stain until the piglet's cum actually began to soak through.
I was close too but I was holding back, not wanting to miss what I was pretty sure wasn't far off. And after a few more bucks up into his orgasming piglet I heard the restroom rumble and saw that heavy sack twitch. The bovine cock was barely visible but I still saw it throb and swell, Jamie's tongue falling out of his muzzle and his eyes going blank and he felt his insides being flooded as the pent-up breeding bull emptied those swollen nuts into his already stuffed ass.
I have to admit, I was biting my lip as my little sack twitched, spraying an admittedly modest load against the stall wall, while the piggy behind it was getting bred, his little trotters twitching in midair as the growling bovine held him up and impaled on that throbbing shaft. The feeling of my tail-hole pulsing sent Aki over, the panda writhing against me as he ground his hips against my perfect little ass. A small contribution to the mess the leopard had already left there, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't enjoying the sensation of a male emptying his load inside me, even if it wasn't a particularly impressive specimen.
Piggy, on the other hand...
His pucker was stretched so tight around the bull's girthy cock that you couldn't really see it, just that red rod disappearing between the pillowy, smooth-skinned cheeks. That massive sack was still twitching even after I felt Aki's squirts taper off, and just as I wondered if the piglet would start coughing up bull-milk I saw streaks of white gush and squirt as the seal of Jamie's pucker proved insufficient to hold in what the longhorn was pumping in him.
When the bull was done he easily lifted his little sow off his cock, my eyes (and no doubt Aki's) went wide at the sight of the monster that piggy had been skewered on. He gushed some more before managing to clench up, and the bull-juice was still dripping from that masterfully-fucked ass as the male responsible for it set Jamie down so that he was straddling the toilet lid and clinging to the cistern as he tried to get his breath back.
"Gotta admit kid, that's some ass you've got. Come back 'round here if you ever feel the itch again, and I'll be sure to give you another bull-ride..." the muscle-bound bovine said, stuffing his receding cock back into his pants and walking out like he hadn't just railed an underage boy like a truck-stop whore.
Once the longhorn was out Aki pulled out his softening prick and immediately bounced to the next stall over. I might have balked at this lack of loyalty, but I was hardly in a mood to cuddle with him. Besides, it would take a lot of effort to clean Jamie up until he could actually leave the restroom, and it seemed to me like the panda had just volunteered for the job. For my part, I just rummaged around in my purse until I found the little jeweled butt-plug that I carry around for these situations. Not big enough to really be a toy, but it would serve to keep the mess inside me until I got home and had a proper bath, rather than doing my best in a public restroom like piggy would have to.
"Well I guess congratulations are in order Jamie, although I'm sure that today has taught you not to try too much too fast. Aki will help you get cleaned up..." I said, although rather than helping the piglet looking over one shoulder at me with a brain that still seemed to be booting up, the panda was brazenly staring at his freshly-creamed bubble-butt. "I wish I could help, of course, but this has already taken a lot of my time, so ta-ta..." I said, bouncing out of there and remembering what that big daddy-bull had said. So he liked his first taste of boi-ass and he'd be coming back here for more? Well, that was certainly good to know...