Meet Me at the Glory Hole (Patreon)

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The music thrummed through every inch of the club, the walls vibrating with its energy. The spirited floor was full of moving bodies, every species was represented with glow sticks and flickering LED pendants hanging from almost everyone. Overhead, neon lights and lasers flashed about in tandem with the bass heavy song, the DJ up on a high pedestal worked at a soundboard and laptop.   
 
  Among the bodies was a familiar face, a bear that was a frequent member to the club scene. While others writhed to the beat he went around dropping whispers to other cute guys that he would lock eyes with. While barely audible above the music, everyone that he had come up to understood his intentions. Most knew him as Tabby, though that wasn't his real name. He tended to think it best that not too many people knew much real information about him, given how promiscuous he was.   
 
  The ursa was fit and burly, a necklace of multi colored glow sticks hung against his bare chest. The only clothing he wore was an open leather jacket and a pair of black pants, chains hanging from them and strung with glittering lights that attracted quite a bit of attention. The night had gone on and with a few of his favorite drinks consumed, the bear began to saunter off to the men's bathroom. He slipped between the other shifting and gyrating forms easily enough, his familiarity catching the attention of a few others, signifying that the real fun was about to begin.   
 
  The bathroom door flew open as he braced his shoulder against it, the inside surprisingly clean for what some might have thought a club would have. It was actually a very large room, and itself something of a place to socially gather. Braced against the sink were a couple people chatting and smoking cigarettes and joints. Near the corner, a couple of males were making out and roaming their paws over each other's body. Tabby didn't bother with any of them, instead he crossed the distance to the very last toilet stall and entered with the door locking just behind him.   
 
  In a way, he felt like this was home. It seemed like he would spend every Saturday night here, sitting on the toilet lid and enjoying himself with a few others keeping him company. This was usually where the night would lead and end. Opposite of the wall there was a large glory hall that connected the other stall, his most favorite thing to do. Nothing got him hotter than servicing some strangers that he had just met, and being able to drink some cum was always an added plus. Of course, there was always the wait that lead up to the fun.
 
  Tabby sat for a while, legs crossed at the knee and playing on his phone as he waited for the first friendly individual. He had met and told quite a few others around the club this night, all of them being new faces. He certainly hoped some of them would heed his offer.   
 
  While the casual chatter in the restroom continued, there seemed to be a constant flow in and out of people. Nothing was too promising, until he heard the footfalls of someone coming further along the stalls. The sound of their feet seemed casual and not very rushed as if they needed to use the toilet, so Tabby was quick to become excited. The door of the stall next to him opened and closed, the lock being thrown with the sound of a zipper coming down followed each other pretty quickly.   
 
  The bear watched the glory hole intently, leaning from his seat just enough to see if he might be able to tell who was on the other side. There was hardly anything he could see though, and just as he was getting nice and close, a shadow came over the hole. A broad grin smoothed over the bear's features, and he was soundly rewarded with a large, fuzzy sheath being pushed into the glory hole's opening.   
 
  While he didn't quite recognize the color pattern of pure black, he was no doubt still thankful that he was going to enjoy himself. Tabby immediately dropped to his knees in front of the hole and brought a paw to feel across the silky fur and plump sack. He murred to himself and pushed back part of the opening, revealing a canid shape that was quick to grow and harden. He had encountered a couple dogs and wolves out on the dance floor who could have had similar color pallets, though he chose not to think too much on it. The anonymity made the experience all the more hot.   
 
  The bear slipped his lips over the first inch of soft, dark red meat and began to swirl his tongue around the tip. A groan came from the other side and the edges of his mouth turned up into a smirk. He made a show out of slurping and inviting more dick to slip free and pass by his lips. He was glad to see how much he could encourage to come out, the cock growing to fill his cheeks fully. He held himself against the opening, just taking in every inch he could before he pulled off with a gasp.
 
  He grasped the wet shaft and gave it a few quick pumps, spitting on it to lube it up more. He regarded the powerful pyre in his possession, a bead of pre cum leaking from the tip and running down the side. Tabby drew his tongue from the bottom of the cock to the tip and then fed the whole thing past his lips again. He made a bobbing motion over the engorged member, pushing all the way down to the base and back up. His eyes closed so he could take in the wonderful musky scent, his tongue drawing circles against the rock hard surface.   
 
  He played across the surface with his lips, drawing back so only the first inch or so was held in his maw while he stroked the shaft. Moans continued to emanate from the other side, the newcomer clearly trying to be quiet as he was getting his dick sucked. Tabby found it to be a bit of a game, he'd have to try his best to make the other's facade falter.   
 
  He made each lap over the tasty surface extra wet, collecting a decent amount of the canid's pre cum on each pass. He could tell he was doing well to break down the other's resolve, the groans coming more quickly. Tabby grinned to himself as he took a moment to sloppily stroke the shaft more rapidly, even adding his other paw. With each pump of his incredibly slippery grasp he'd make a slight twisting motion. When the male on the other side began to hump at the hole, the bear replaced his mouth to the shaft.   
 
  He pushed the length all the way to the back of his throat and held his face flush to the wall surface, just letting his mouth get fucked. A louder moan sounded out and the stall began to rattle a bit as the canid began to throw his weight against each rut. Tabby moaned hotly, his jaw hanging slightly as his throat properly accommodated the sloppy girth. Saliva dripped from his chin to the floor, the suckling sound emanating loudly from his mouth.
 
  Like what was to be expected from any kind of wolf or dog, the knot at the base of their other male's cock swelled greatly. It thumped against Tabby's lips and was the telltale sign that an orgasm was coming on. He murred as best he could, vibrating the slippery shaft as it continued to pump in and out, his throat swallowing around the pulsing organ as too much fluid would collect against his tongue.   
 
  A burst of hot, salty cum suddenly painted the back of his throat, catching him by surprise. A loud grunt and growl from the other side marked every spurt of the thick fluid as the bear drank every drop. He moaned and pulled his mouth away but kept it open. He jerked the sloppy shaft and held out his tongue, the warm jizz splashing his face and falling against his lips. He licked away what amount he could but a large portion of his nose and cheeks had drippy strings hanging from them.   
 
  The canid cock flex hard and humped a couple more times, firing the last few drops from its tip before only a long string oozed from the end. Tabby lapped it up as best he could, and also tried to clean the rest of the member but it was abruptly pulled away. With a frown the bear tried to peek through the hole and catch sight of whoever it was he had just serviced, but they had zipped themselves up and were already walking out of the stall by the time he had recovered.   
 
  Tabby smirked to himself and sat back on his haunches as he wiped cum from his face and sucked it from his fingers. They were always so quick to leave, never staying behind to thank him or even offer him any help in return. He shrugged it off and got back on the toilet seat. During the entire ordeal he found that he had tented his own pants, of which was a pretty common occurrence. He did away with his bottoms, underwear in all, and sat back once more.
 
  His cock ached, having been confined to such a tight space, but now free it throbbed hard. It was as stiff as a rock as the bear grasped it and began to stroke it up and down. It was about comparable to the canid he had just serviced, maybe eight inches long and two inches thick.   
 
  He stayed quiet as he masturbated, but a couple soft moans would often escape his lips. He made an act out of suckling on his opposite paw's index finger as he went a bit faster. He was in the middle of a particularly naughty fantasy involving him getting fucked while having his muzzle tied to a dog's knot, when the sound of approaching steps broke through. It was the clip-clop of hooves that approached the next door stall and went inside. Tabby's heart fluttered, as he did remember that he had talked to a rather sexy stallion out on the dance floor that night.   
 
  Just as his mind had begun to wander a bit, the glory hole became overcast as a body came near. The sound of a buckle being unclasped and a zipper falling free caught the bear's attention, and soon he was rewarded with the sight of a long equine cock being pushed through the hole. Lucky it was just small enough to fit, but then again this was a place that didn't discriminate against the well endowed.   
 
  Tabby couldn't help but lick his lips at the sight of the soft, spongy length of horse dick as it rested against his side of the wall. He sprang from his spot and knelt at the alter of the gorgeous piece of male meat. As soon as he got close enough he was able to take in its strong smell, the musk practically rolling from the member. He stuck out his tongue and drew it over the top, going from tip to base in one stroke. There came a moan in response and Tabby couldn't keep himself from chuckling.
 
  He slid both paws up to the member and held it gently at the base, turning it up so the flat tip was pointing at his mouth. To savor the equine's taste, he slowly pushed the tip past his lips, feeling how it immediately filled his cheeks. This was going to take some work, he told himself as he drew circles around and around on the head. He could feel the horse's heart speed up as he began to pop the head in and out of his maw, getting it nice and wet. After a minute of servicing the ridge and crown, a bit more rigidity began to fill the rather large member.   
 
  As it became more firm, the bear pushed more into his mouth. Tabby was an adept cock sucker, he could deep throat like a champ and horses were always his favorite. Despite his colorful past, this one was going to be for the record books. He pushed the cock into his throat, his lips settling against the median ring as he suckled and slurped. He swished his tongue back and forth against the fleshy underside, cleaning it in a way as his senses were quick to become overpowered by the throbbing girth. It seemed like no time at all before he was dealing with a fully erect equine dick.
 
  He still listened to the huffing moans of the newcomer from the other side. He tried to smirk to himself, but the action was impossible with his maw being wedged so wide open. He thought it to be quite the shame that those big, luscious balls couldn't fit through the hole, he would have really loved to fondle them.   
 
  A sudden shudder came from the other side and the horse gave a buck, forcing a few more inches down the bear's throat. He stifled a gag and the reflex to pull away, instead keeping himself dutifully slurping and pushing himself further. He had almost gotten to the very base when he found that he could no longer breath. It was a pleasant sensation, as only a select few had ever gone so far in the past. He held the rock hard shaft at the base with both paws and suddenly pulled all the way back.
 
  The horse gave a grunting neigh and stomped his foot, a reaction that made Tabby laugh. He wiped at his mouth as a string of saliva stuck between his lips and the glistening shaft. He had done well to lube it all up as every inch glistened in the dim bathroom light. He snuck closer and began to lick up its side like it was a massive lollipop, keeping it steady with one paw while he continued to rub at his own cock with the other. It was during this particular motion that the bear got a rather devious idea.
 
  The paw that he had wrapped around his own shaft moved behind him. While he was in this squat position, his legs and ass were naturally splayed open. An adventurous finger played at his own tailhole, stroking at the puckered surface and dipping inside easily enough. He had trained himself to be tight and flexible at the same time. He pushed in until his last knuckle was on the outside before he slipped in a second. He groaned as he nuzzled his lips against the horsecock, reworking the slick surface with his saliva.   
 
  He had drawn his mouth all the way back to the tip and brought it back into his mouth. He worked his mouth back and forth, pushing himself to the equine's median ring before he pulled back and did it again. He was really showing off his prowess, the speed coming with a loud smacking sound that would come every time he'd draw back. He could taste the pre cum that the tip seemed to be spilling at a constant rate, it was all swallowed with pride.   
 
  Tabby had pushed three fingers into his own ass by the time he was taking the large dick back into his throat again. He moved with long, enjoyed strokes that was doing a fantastic job of driving the equine wild. His hoofed feet continued to clop against the tiled floor, his moans emanating out. Unlike the canid, this guy didn't care in the slightest if anyone else heard him. It had almost gotten to a time that the bear thought the horse was going to cum and so he pulled back. The stallion gave a grumble as he was denied an orgasm, but he had plans for their final minutes together.   
 
  Tabby stood up all the way, still sawing his fingers back and forth within his backside before he pulled them out and joined them with his other paw to handle the throbbing manhood. When he turned around the equine seemed to know what was going on and became patient. He pulled the member down, aiming the thick tip under his tail and bent over while keeping his legs nice and staggered.   
 
  He backed up and winced as the head pushed inside, his asshole spread nice and wide to accommodate the thickness. He shuffled backwards, pausing every once in a while to adjust to the length as he kept forcing himself to take in everything the equine had to offer. When things showed to be progressing slowly the other male would give an impatient buck, forcing a few extra inches deep into Tabby before he was ready. Every time this happened the bear would cry out and whimper. The shaft inside of him had to have been at least thirteen inches, enough to cause his stomach to bulge and show an indent of the phallic's unique shape.   
 
  With enough perseverance, however, Tabby was able to brace his bare backside against the stall wall. He was panting by the time everything was inside, his eyes even a bit teary from the experience. Despite it being the biggest dick he had ever taken, that didn't stop him from enjoying himself. As soon as he thought himself to be comfortable he began to gently work back and forth, but the horse seemed to have a different agenda.   
 
  As if given the go ahead, the stallion began to swing his hips back and then thrust them forward extra hard. Tabby yelped out and reached over his head to grasp at the wall edge. He held himself flush to the wall as he began to panic a bit. At first he thought the equine was doing some adjustments as well, but that didn't seem to be the case.   
 
  The stallion's powerful hips threw every inch back inside of the bear, his stomach bulging with every hit. The two were moaning out in almost the same, rapid fashion. The entire stall raddled noisily as their fucking fell into a decent pace, the horse pumping the bear's inside and practically hollowing him out.   
 
  Tabby was adoring every minute of it. He loved it when his ass could get properly fucked, it was so rare that he would be the one taking it rather than giving it. He turned his hips from side to side to grind himself down on the powerful length. The pounding came in such strong jabs that he felt as if his feet might get lifted from the floor. Thankfully that wasn't the case.   
 
  Beyond all the euphoric stroking motions and the way he would clench down on the impressive shaft, a familiar sensation began to build within the horsecock. Tabby could feel it right away, and at first he thought that he might pull off and take another thick load to his maw, but their cock was just too good!
 
  He had abandoned his grip at one point and had begun to rapidly paw and stroke at his own cock. He was accelerating towards his own climax along side the equine, pre cum dripping from the tip and being flung with every powerful move from behind. Tabby's eyes closed and his moans continued to grow in volume, everything else in the world drifting away. It was just him and the delicious slab of equine meat that pounded away at his belly.   
 
  His mind was suddenly jolted from his reverie by the shuttering growl of the other male and a hot feeling of cum filling his insides. He gasped and went wide eyed, every last inch buried inside to deliver the copious horse cum. He whimpered and cried out as well, spurts of his own jizz ejecting from his member and arcing to splatter against the floor. Every time the equine would draw back and thrust inside there would come a whole new salvo of semen, making his own cock spurt meagerly in comparison.   
 
  He tried to keep his rear end braced against the wall, never wanting to be apart from such an amazing feeling. He panted and whimpered to himself, trying his best to clench down on the still throbbing girth and not let it go. The two stayed together for a longer time than Tabby had thought the horse would allow, but it seemed that he enjoyed the tight confines that the bear had to offer.
 
  He kept clenching every so often on the horsecock, massaging it in a way and shifting his hips every so often to keep it firm. Over time he felt the shaft's rigidity falter and it return to its soft, spongy state. The bear moaned out as it flopped uselessly from his gaped hole, trailing with it a splash of cum that spattered the wall and floor. The limp dick was pulled back through the messy hole and the equine retreated from the bathroom like the canid before him.
 
  With a soft sigh, Tabby stepped away from the glory hole and groaned, his body still in a bent over state that had cum oozing from his well used orifice. He slowly caught his breath and straightened himself, his own member retreating back into its sheath. He shifted his sore body a bit and then retrieved his clothes, being sure to clean himself up before putting them back on. Every time he would move he could still feel a great portion of the equine's cum slosh around inside, his body seeming to not want to let go of such a good thing.   
 
  When he opened the stall door, he found that not many of the people still in the bathroom cared about what they had all just been witness to. Those that were there to smoke and talk still did so, just like the ones that were making out or fucking. A few broke from their little bubbles to give grins and winks to the bear as he passed by. He returned them and couldn't help but ave a bit of pride for the devious glory hole reputation that followed him.