A Shril buzzing noise jolted the boy from sleep. It was an incoming call on his hand terminal meaning it was mom. Shaking as his heart pounded in his chest from the rude awakening, Dustin fumbled to answer the call. His mother was at work, he could tell from her uniform, and she looked a bit displeased. 

“Really kid still sleeping? Time to get up your sisters are out and I’m on a double so get yourself dressed, head over to the shop on the corner and get some lunch” her frown softened to a smile holding back a laugh. “And get in the shower I can smell you from here little man” Dustin noticed for the first time his own image in the corner of the screen and the usually messy head fur was even worse than usual, sticking out in one angle like a lopsided mohawk. 

“Yeah, ok mom” lunch was still a few hours away but his stomach grumbled. “Oh, hey can I stop by the docks to watch the ships?!”  the cub had the forethought to put on a cute face for the question but something loud clanged out of view and his mom looked over in response. 

“Um yeah sure kiddo, just be safe, ok? Bye hun love you!” 

“Love you too ma thanks!” the hyena boy was grinning ear to ear. He loved going to the docks but best of all his sisters were all out of the house. Being the only boy in a small house of girls was annoying. He dropped the white briefs that hugged his hips and tossed them from one foot off and onto the nightstand. He never could quite get em into the bin, oh well later. He ran into the small water closet and left the door open as he peed giggling at the thought of being so exposed. In the living room he bounced on the couch a couple times. The window no doubt would have given passers by a view of his grey-on-grey spots and tan mane that ran from head to tail down his back. At least it would if anyone ever walked down this way. 

Their family was in one of the older sections of the station and only a few families were down here. No one was his age and the ones that were happened to all be girls. The docks on the upper levels were so much cooler and there was even a group of boys that hung around the port windows, not that they wanted to play with him. He wasn't cool enough to play with them, probably still a puppy. Unawares the hyena looked down at the small boy bits between his legs. He grunted and scowled. It was probably normal not that he had any comparisons, plus HE had even jerked off, or whatever it was once. Distracted he picked up the vacuum and started his chores. 

‘If I could just get on a ship and ride it out and back they’d def think I was cool enough’ he thought as he completed the tasks. The novelty of doing them naked at least spicing up the mundane work. 

An hour passed and the cub was still hungry but the work was done. ‘Time for food’ he went to the door pressing the control and letting it slide back. As it did Dustin’s stomach sank and he pulled back shutting the door. Cheeks burning and paws clamped down on his bits he ran to his room looking for pants. He pulled out the pair of plain grey boxer briefs that didn’t quite match the color of any of his fur. He wore them to feel more mature after all white briefs were for cubs. After that he grabbed shorts from yesterday off the ground and pulled a ‘kung fu capybara’ shirt on. This time heading out the door wasn’t an issue.

At the little shop he had a sandwich and walked over to his spot along the window. On the other side of the in the large hanger bay three transport ships were in the process of being over hauled but what caught his attention was a cargo ship. Normally these were worked on in B dock. On the side the ship read Ursa Filius.  Sipping the sweet drink in the bottle he looked up the registry and saw it was scheduled for a run Methone <=> Hyperion. That made sense smaller cargo ships did the quick runs that had to skip the line rather than wait for a huge cargo hauler. Still strange to see it up here. 

Off to his side the cub heard a commotion. A tigress and a tiger were fighting. He wore a maintenance jump suit for the docks and had been working in a service tunnel by the emergency evac doors. 

“You jerk I saw the security tape”

“Please Hermina let's just calm down”

“Calm down?!” 

Dusting laughed, even he knew that was a bad answer. Suddenly the hyena boy noticed the open hatch. It must have been locked open because as the couple continued the fight edging farther from it, the mechanism never closed. That service hatch went straight down to the dock and, by extension, the Methone bound ship. Even better it was open to the inspection teams the same team currently moving to the finale external checks. He had a genius idea. In a rush the boy ran into the shop and got some drinks and nutrition bars telling the elderly clerk he was gonna take em to his sisters. She rang him up and pet him on the head for being such a good boy. 

In the hall a crowd was forming around the even louder argument.

“Oh yeah PETE? How about I just send this whole thing off to your mom!”

“Baby NOOOOO”

In his little chest Dustin’s heart worked like it had never in his life. He edged closer to the open hatch all the while looking like another spectator.  Finally, next to the unattended opening he could see into the ladder and all the piping. He looked down the road and there was the group of boys all looking at the spectacle until the wolf boy noticed him staring. He tapped the others and they all watched. Snacks in his pockets, drinks under one arm he flashed a thumbs up and slipped past the threshold. He slid down the low g ladder and came out on the repair bay floor. One by one he ducked behind containers and tool boxes before coming to the last stretch. The bay ramp into the ship was open but there was no cover and three furs were working in sight of it. 

He was so close how could he be right here and not make it to the ship! Could he even go back? He looked to the door he came out and watched in horror as a porcine dockman closed it. Panic was over taking him when a crash rang out in the already noisy space. One of the three guys in his way was now on the ground with a spilt cart of tools. The other two laughed and walked over to help.

NOW! Swiftly he sprinted for the ship clearing the work crew, then the ramp, and then the view of the dock. He was in. Next would be the easy part ride the ship out and back, probably a day or so and he’d be home. He settled into the lower store room a deck below the cargohold  and tucked in behind some crates. With that he was off. 

Take off was cool and then it all got boring. He drank a bottle of soda and decided to ration the rest. Time seemed to spread out getting ever slower. Then he had to pee. The only toilet was probably in the crew deck and that would mean getting caught but fortunately the resourceful boy had two empty bottles now. He filled one and was pleased at how well his plans were working out. He napped. Nibbled some more on a nutrition bar and filled the next bottle. 

The room was full of lockers. A dimly lit a passage he figured lead to the engine room and a rampwell that went up probably to the main deck were the only other notable features. His little hiding spot was in the back of the space against a bulkhead. Dustin finished the nutrition bar and dropped the wrapper on the floor “Dustin pick that up” he mocked his mother’s voice. In response he heard the first foot fall from the rampwell. In a rush he dove into his hiding spot leaving only the wrapper. In the dim light of the room all he could make out was the massive form of the space trucker. The boy squinted but couldn’t figure out the species. After grabbing the wrapper and cursing the figure made its way back up. Phew!

More time passed and the cub could barely contain his boredom. This was supposed to be fun like some super cool trip in a movie he should be doing something. Ugh. It was now that something came to occupy his time, his bladder was full again, and so too were his bottles. 

“Dang!” he grumbled.  The cub was walking the small room hoping to find a solution when down disappeared. Now he was aloft in the compartment drifting out of control in zero g. despite living in space the cub had never really experienced zero gravity and it was fun until his bladder once more desperately tugged for attention. By chance he drifted close enough to a wall to grab the built-in paw holds. One by one he navigated to the rampwell entry and listened. Maybe he could just go up there and the guy would be cool with it. Then the thought of the hulking figure returned to mind and Dustin put that option away. Before a new plan could be made there was a thump from higher up. Then another, it was the hauler coming down. This time the hyena had no hope of diving anywhere as that required down to be a direction. 

In a last ditch attempt he flung himself down the only other hall just intime to hear one more thump come from where he had been. The enginroom door was closed like it should be but just outside he noticed a break in the wall. Tiny paws grasped for the paws hold once more and were wrenched as he stopped himself. It was worth it, the break was a ladder right up to the top deck and with no gravity he didn’t even have to climb. Up top he found the bright crew lounge and what had to be the bathroom. 

‘ok just get in, pee, and get out. Easy" and getting in was easy it was the peeing part that tripped the cub up. Desperate he pulled at clothing and soon had drifted from the toilet and into the shower. To his shock the hauler soon flew into the room. Holding onto the shower head and clenching his legs the boy tried not to be seen. The bear however was unmistakable in the current light. And he was ...naked? Dustin saw the bear seat himself on the toilet and realized he wasn’t here for him. A dribble escaped his wiener in spite of his efforts. Now the hauler wasn’t so scary and if he weren’t trying not to wet himself or be caught this would be hilarious. The big bear was about to poop right in front of him! But then he looked up. 

The rest passed much faster than the first part of his trip. In the bear’s lap he had been able to relieve his bladder without a mess. But it was also the ultimate in naughtiness. He felt the bear’s bits poke him and the feeling of having the bear hold him while he peed was ….awesome! and then he pooped like a rocket. Dustin couldn’t hold in the laughter this time.

Of course, his mom was called and the big bear insisted on doing work but the hyena saw through his formality. Sure we’ll “work” hehe. Like someone barely trying to say no he relented and gave Dustin his first drink of booze. It was awful and burnt going down but after he could feel a looseness he’d never felt before. The second drink was less harsh but no less powerful. With that the cub was lost on a sea of what ever came to his mind. He danced and teased the bear. Quickly his thoughts turned back to those naughty feeling in the bathroom. With more effort than usual his paws unbuttoned his shorts and let them fall.

Soon he was pantsless on the floor, then on the bench. Something pinched him. His eyes were closed and he couldn’t work up the will to open them. The boy could feel his wiener moving and something building inside. No he had to pee! ‘Get up’ he thought but no use. He peed and slipped deep into sleep.