Leon is a somewhat of a snobby kid, he’s slacked and cool at least he gives off that impression. he’s streetwise and knows his block well. However what he knows best and what he’s best known for is making some lewd cash. He has no known family, house, or education. He likes to hang out around the local school for fun however, teasing the playing children during reassess. He flashes his ass to them, they always give a good reaction and Leon eats it up. He likes to brag to the school kids about how much money he gets and shows them some of his “work”. Leon’s always willing to give a sample or maybe show off for the richer few. Always making sure to scrape as much money as he can from them like the little street hustler he is. “I eat that nasty green for breakfast, you’re poor for not trying to get it”, a quote like that isn’t uncommon for Leon as he likes to flex his earnings. He also deeply enjoys corrupting the gullible Cubs, turning a nerdy or weak kid into a street slut bound to be used and abused. He knows they aren’t made for the streets and will likely get used rather than payed like him. He even sells some of the gullible off, a man in need paying Leon a good sum of cash to have at the cub; the cub assuming he’s getting his first gig. Leon also goes for the adults too of course, he knows who will fall for him at a quick glance and knows how to manipulate them too. He’s nasty and rotten; Leon is a street driven raccoon cub who hustles who he passes; his body his tool to do so. This story starts out when Leon is at his local park during the school day.It’s his natural spot, one he knows very well as he’s sinned in almost every inch of the place. As he walks through he sees a few adults jogging and some sitting on the benches; however Leon’s main attention is on the bathroom dead center on the park, his true lair. It’s a concrete block with holes on either end for entry, it’s very run down and nasty however it’s the perfect spot to do things that people shouldn’t just walk in on. There’s of course a handicap room as well, it has one of the only doors with a lock on it. No one uses the bathroom but Leon, his customers, and whoever is desperate enough to brave the den. Though this time when entering Leon sees a mink boy standing in the farthest corner. This was at Leon’s request as the mink boy was looking to make some money and asked Leon for help. “Leon, this is gross. are you sure this is right?” The mink boy asks. “Yeah and if you want any cash you’re gonna have to toughen up pussy, ain’t no perv gonna want to pay a wimp” Leon responds walking up to the mink. “Now I never want to hear that you snitched, cause I have enough money to cause more than a little harm to you and your family understood?” Leon ask putting his hands up threateningly. “Yeah yeah! I won’t tell anyone alright, I just want money too” the mink responds pulling into the wall worried. “Good, now I wanna hear you call me boss from now on got it? Also you’re first customer is gonna be showing up real soon so you better get ready” Leon demands. “ well, well what am I supposed to do, uh boss?” The mink responds. Leon takes a second to revel in the pure gullibility of the mink before getting even closer. “You’re gonna do what I say if you want to get any pay from your first visiter, starting off by turning around” Leon instructs. “O-ok boss” the mink says turning around and putting his hands on the wall. Leon grabs the waist of the minks jeans and tugs them down exposing the minks tight cartoon undies to the open air. The mink wants to say something but before he can speak Leon grabs and adjusts the boys rear. “Your really lackin in the ass department, hope our friend doesn’t mind haha. Head forward too! you aren’t gonna you look back till I come back in here and tell ya to” Leon says while inspecting the boy; taking lots of pictures while doing so. The mink is unaware of the material being made if him and how much its gonna be sold for that night, he only stares down at the floor facing forward as instructed. Leon then silently removes the minks shirt and fully removes his pants. He places both in a toilet clogged with unreasonable amounts of waste without the mink knowing. He then spreads the boys legs while lecturing him in how to act . On his way out Leon takes on last look at the boy. With his legs spread his undies are tight around his shapes; balls and ass sucked in a vacuum tight hold. “See you when your rich slut” Leon says as he walks out of the bathroom; the mink not knowing the word “slut” only gains confidence from the sentence. On his way out Leon slams into someone else waiting outside. Leon jumps back and looks up. It’s a burly man, a bear, fit and full. He’s clearly out in the work to stay fit and has been putting it to good use. “You the one I’m fucking?” The man asks in a deep masculine voice. “Oh he’s watin in there for ya, but I’ll be taking the pay if you don’t mind” Leon asks stunned at the mans boldness. The man pauses for a second before dropping $300 onto Leon’s head before he walks into the bathroom; the already loose belt clanking as the man steps in. “He’s so fucked, I was worried I was gonna be split in two but I guess  that minks gonna take tha blow instead haha” Leon thinks to himself as he runs away from the men’s room. Though his curiosity is peaked and instead of taking his money and leaving Leon hops into the handicap stall where he can hear what’s gonna happen through the vents. Before he can even hop up onto the toilet to get close to the vent noises start flowing into the room. He can hear squeals mixed with deep grunts, the mink is surly getting his share. Leon quickly hops up to the vent and listens in close. Rapid and harsh thumps sound out from the bathroom along with long deep groans. The man is engrossed in the act and the boy seems to be too. The boy is barely audible over the booming noises the bear is causing. The walls vibrate as the thumps get harder and more rapid despite its thick cement state. Leon can’t help himself, the way the man is treating the mink is something Leon had been dreaming of. Leon pulls down his slacked pants and starts to rub his red nub. But the noises are beginning to be flooded out by itself; the low pitch of it all mixing too well. Leon already invested in staying around chooses to take advantage of the clamor and climbs into the vent. He’s planning to peak at the action while it’s happening; something he’s done a few times before. I’m the vent Leon shuffles towards the men’s room which doesn’t take long. As he pulls up to the grate in the bathroom vent he can’t believe what he’s seeing. The mink is being bent beyond realistic belief as the man bares down on the cub; the full weight of his belly and heavily slab of meet screwing the kid into the wall. Leon’s surprised the wall or even the mink hadn’t broken in from the weight of it all. The man must’ve gotten right to it as the boys undies are still on but with a massive tear in the rear. Leon can’t see the minks face but the boys head is seen hung below his shoulders with his mouth wide open. The man grows more aggressive, driving the boy into the ground while dropping his weight in top of him. The boys legs are above his head, his spine parallel to the wall and his head bent on the group to face the sky. The minks face a drawn out and limp, though he’s still clearly alive. Where someone might be begging for help the mink can’t even help to make a noise. Leon is still stroking himself during all of this, even arching his back stretching the vent to get a good grip on his meat. The man slows him movement one last time before implying the mink for the last time. He lays all he has into the kid, bending the boys legs far enough to touch the ground on either side of his head. Leon thinks he can practically hear the thumping of the mans balls as he unloads into the mink. Soon the mans cum starts gushing out of the minks hole despite the man holding a nice slab of manhood within him. Soon enough the man pulls out of the boy and a mudslide of seed pour onto the boys face straight from his own hole. The man backs up to avoid the gushing cub and he wipes of his dick with his hands; not willing to use the nasty toilet paper around. Leon is just about to reach his limit too when the vent bows the other way from the pressure Leon had been putting on it. The vent then suddenly detaches from one side and crashes to the ground.  Leon tumbles into one of the stalls with his pants below his waist (not an uncommon look for Leon) and his hand covered in precum. The man turns immediately to Leon before stomping over. Leon’s try’s to spit out excuses but the man doesn’t say a word, instead he grabs the back of Leon’s shirt and puts his face close to Leon’s. With how close the man is and his shining grin he seems as if he’s gonna bite off Leon’s snout. The man takes his tongue and wipes it across Leon’s face and eyes quickly. Leon closes his eyes to avoid any unwatered contact but as he’s distracted Leon is pulled up from the floor. Leon can only get a quick glimpse at the bears eyes before getting a large and most bear hand over his mouth and nose. The hand grips tight while the other holds Leon up by his nape. Leon can’t do anything about the mans musty paw suffocating him, soon Leon’s looses conciseness. Leon wakes to a change in atmosphere, he feels the damp tiled floor of the bathroom but he also senses a new breath of warmth; as if people are huddled near. Leon tries to open his eyes secretly I case someone’s watching. He sees the man backside as he stands in the doorway. He seems as if the mans talking to someone on the outside. A radio goes off outside, chatter and code squeak off of it similar to police conversations. Leon shoots alive yelling as loud as he can for help. The man walks back into the room before gripping Leon’s snout once more, this time however leaving room for Leon to breath through his nose. Another hefty man and a somewhat scrawny one walk in after him. They both have a dark silhouette, somewhat blue in hue. Somewhat golden accents pop out of the two mysterious characters as the walk into the Fluorescent lights. It was police officers behind the man; Leon grows bold with relief. However as Leon opens his eyes even more he looks up to see the three men sharing the same horrific grin. Leon is struck with despair, he tries to get up and run but he then realizes his arms are cuffed to a pipe on the wall behind him. The scruffy cop stands to the side while the other two lean into Leon. “Thanks for the sell little guy, but I- well, the department here thinks that was pretty illegal don’t ya think. As I minor it’s only right you get a proper punishment unless you’d prefer jail time” the undressed man says. “ fuck off pigs, rotten fucks!” Leon shouts writhing in his spot. “Not gonna hear anything like that again now, just take what you can fucking get you greedy shit” the  bear says chattering his teeth very close to Leon’s throat. Leon shuts up as his instincts kicking in. The bear starts patting his own pockets looking for something. Leon takes this moment to peep at the other men. The thin one looks like a messy weasel who’s a good amount younger than the bear while the other is a pale brown lion. The lion is as built as the bear however the ends of his hairs seem grayed and he’s got more of a sagging gut. “Aww well I guess it really isn’t your lucky day huh, see this little thing here” the bear says holding up a very small plastic squirt bottle; one like a spray candy or breath freshener. “Now Ideally this little thing would put ya right under, pure bliss, horribly strong sensations numbing your brain activity. strong shit, your mink pal knows well. But you. well there’s just half a dose here and there hasn’t been any more come in from evidence. I’ve heard horror stories about going only half way with this junk but I’ll wave the thought just for you” the bear adds shaking the bottle in front of Leon teasingly. The bear opens up the bottle carefully and let’s a glob of his thin spit fall into the bottle. Leon can’t hold his tongue and shouts back at the bear again. The bear quickly lodges the bottle In Leon’s mouth and places his meaty paw over Leon’s face again. “Half awake, half fucked, enjoy yourself while we enjoy you, pig” the bear says as the bottle leaks it’s contents down Leon’s throat. Leon tries to use his tongue to keep the bottle from choking him but it only spills the contents more. After the bear is sure Leon has fully ingested the drug he lets go if Leon’s muzzle. Leon, with one big cough Shoots out the bottle; it skips across the floor to the other side of the bathroom. Due to the sudden lack of oxygen Leon is light headed if he wasn’t already before. The bear massages Leon’s tummy while giving off a deep growl or hum. “When’s he gonna be ready, my dicks itching” the lion says scratching his dick through the zipper in his navy pants. “Oh relax give it a sec, the mink took only a few seconds this guy won’t last any longer even in a half dose” the bear says turning to the lion. Leon is flooded with a boiling heat, cold then heat again. His liver half begins to sweat and itch as if he’s caught a horrible case of swamp ass. Soon the side effects grow. Leon feels as if there’s an eel blazing writhing around in his abdomen, putting a sizzling and heavy pressure against his prostate and anus. Leon’s hole becomes electric his nerves firing at insane rates, the dust in the air triggering explosions of sensations. Leon’s gut only grows uneasy as the undulating feeling grows bolder. Nothing is physically there but it feels as if something hot is rubbing up against his insides along with a damning weight sitting deep within his stomach. His legs and arms loose feeling as the massive amount of sensations coming from his rear deafen the rest. Leon’s arms and legs feel as if they could reach infinitely while his face grows hollow; as if a vacuum has been turned on inside his skull. His tongue and nose are the only other things enhanced by the drug, multiplying their sensitivity tenfold. “H-hey look at em, the dang things flarin up” the scrappy weasel says pointing to Leon. The two other men turn back to Leon before the bear leans in again. “There we go, it’s kickin in. K boys time to get dirty, un-cuff him now, let’s get him sprawled out” the bear says directly the weasel. The weasel doesn’t hesitate, rushing over and un-cuffing the raccoon; clearly the bitch of the group. After the weasel frees Leon the bear lays Leon in the ground face up. The bear then directs the weasel to stay outside and watch the door. The weasel doesn’t seem to want to at the start but is quickly reprimanded after not doing what he’s told. The weasel then scuttles outside and the bear kneels next to Leon. The lion gropes himself while the bear positions himself above Leon. The bear holds himself above Leon with Leon’s face right below the bears meat and Leon’s feet pointed towards the bears chest; a sixty nine. Leon try’s to hold his mouth shut but he doesn’t even realize it’s already open. He also doesn’t realize he’s violently leaking precum until it’s starts to cause a heavy stream down his tiny red meat; a steaming and shocking sensation following the flow up and out. Kid has his imaginary friend come to life, the friend is small like a squirrel thing, climbs into his pants and stuff. The bear effortlessly plants his meat into Leon’s mouth before plummeting it down his throat. The taste is salty but clean enough to palette for the time being. Leons gag reflex has completely disappeared however the subdued muscles in his throat can’t help but flex at the forced entry; only causing the bear to moan from the gripping cavity. The bear pulls back out before laying himself deeper into Leon. The the bear reaches his deepest his heavy balls rest on Leon’s nose. They choke him until the bear lifts back up opening Leon’s airways again. When choking on the bear Leon is forced to smell the bears balls point blank. It’s palatable as well but is far more musty and sweaty. The intervals between breaths shorten as the bear picks up the pace. Horrific gurgling and piping sounds echo throughout the bathroom as the bear brutally uses Leon’s mouth. Lagging behind the meat, the bears balls also pick up momentum. They slam down on Leon’s nose sending a shock of air through his nose. All Leon can see is the bears ass and balls growing closer and further away as the bear uses him. The bear pulls Leon’s back up as he speeds up further. Leon is arched as if he’s being lifted by a ufo. The bear rails Leon without remorse, almost as if he’s hate fucking poor Leon. The lion knowns how rough the bear can be but has always followed him despite wanting to always be more kind. Leon’s breathing is now out of his control, the bears heavy pounding replacing the action. Each pump of the bears dick forcing air down into Leon’s lungs. Leon’s thoughts are stunningly intact as the crippling sensations ravage his body, he can only think of how horrible this is however. As the bear is nearing his end Leon can vividly feel the bears manly seed. It has a wildly potent taste and Leon can almost feel every sperm cell swimming down his tongue. The bear knows his climax is near and adjust so; using both hands to grab Leon’s waist in something similar to a horizontal pile driver. The last few seconds of the bears rage looks as if the bear is using Leon as a flashlight. The bear then hits his limit, he thrust his dick horribly deep while pulling down hard  on Leon’s thorax. The bears meat is lodged deep inside of Leon’s throat, his seed pumps in the tons skipping past Leon’s mouth. As the bear fills Leon’s stomach with his Cubs Leon can only stare at the balls which had slipped over his nose. The fluids being pumped into Leon feel hundreds of pounds heavier to Leon it also causes a deeply unsettling gurgling. The man let’s a bear like growl as he flexes his dick inside of Leon. It pulls Leon’s throat up to the ceiling before letting him hang on the bears meat yet again. The bear then slowly pulls out of Leon, leaving a juicy trail of semen. Leon can’t get himself to swallow; instead he can only gurgle the white juices. The bear seeing Leon sits him up and shakes the fluid down Leon’s throat. Leon can’t help but feel horribly embarrassed but more than anything else the sensations grow more violent. The itching, heat, thrashing lust, all monstrously more violent. Leon is cursed with a Brutal need for relief. His insides are upset and they “need to be itched, scratched, carved, anything!” As Leon can’t help but think. It feels like magma bubbles are popping under his skin and inside his prostate; a craving searing inside of Leon’s brain. The bear walks to the door grabbing his cloths that we’re laid to the side and then puts them of before heading outside. Leon try’s moving himself to the door but he can only wiggle on the floor. The lion, clear of the bear bends down to the raccoon. The lion holds Leon up trying to place him on his feet but Leon can’t bare to stand on his own. The lion brings him into a stall and leans him against the toilet for stability. Leon puts his hands on the toilet lip to hold himself while placing the rest of the weight on the lip as well. “You’re alright, your alright” the lion says gawking at Leon’s raised rear. The lion came for relief as well though he’s also willing to help Leon where he can despite not knowing how. The lion starts by placing his snout right below Leon’s tail. Leon try’s to lean far forward to avoid more contact but the lion follows perfectly. With his snout stuffed into Leon’s rear the lion huffs and puffs, soaking up all of Leon’s youthful figure. The lion is the kindest of the three but is also the most perverted towards cubs; his urges haven’t been served in years. While the lion is assaulting Leon’s rear with his snout he can’t help but let his mouth gape and his tongue hang. The old man is breathing in the very essence of Leon through his most potently smelling areas. The lions tongue suddenly scrapes across Leon’s hole and Leon shoots up. The sensations made from the barbed tongue shock every nerve struck. Leon can feel every barb and it’s perfect, a tool to carve through the burning craving he has within his abdomen. Leon figuring this out shoved himself back into the lion. The lion swiftly gets the message and pushes Leon back into the seat. Knowing how to possibly help Leon out the lion holds back no more, especially because it’s something he’s always been dreaming of. The lion lashes and whips Leon’s tight hole with his barbed tongue, taking regular brakes to change things up. The lion alternates between slathering the boys hole and stabbing it with his tongue. The act might seem violent to others but this is exactly what Leon needs. Each prick and rub of the old lions tongue burns away a sense of horrible lust, though it always continues to grow back with an electric strength. Leon’s mouth is gaped open himself as he dangles over the toilet bowl, the sensations constantly passing the previous. The itch for relief sizzle on like a mosquito bite; you have to itch it and when you do you feel a blaze of relief until you need to itch it more, harder this time. The need Leon thought he could scratch away is only growing larger, needing to be stimulated more rough and deep. Leon try’s pressing back on the lion but the lions devouring maw pushes him back. The lion does pick up the speed however. The lion is loving the taste of Leon, no matter the filth or grime the lion is in pure bliss between the Cubs cheeks. With the Increasing movement Leon’s tummy starts to sway back and forth inside the bowl. Leon can’t even feel how hard his little pecker is pressed against the toilet bowl but the lion can see it’s nearly bent flat. The seed still within Leon continues to be a burden. The weight of it feeling liked a pound of steaming shit inside of his stomach; it all swaying inside the bowl as Leon leans over it. Leon’s itch can’t be quenched, he needs more. With all of his might he pushes back on the bowl, slamming his ass into the lions face before falling to the ground. “Oh common now little guy stay up there for me. Believe me I’m doing my best” the lion says pulling leon back up to his spot. Lion wiggles himself the best he can as if to disagree with the lion. “Oh you, I was only trying to be nice. I worked for this opportunity so thanks for reminding me how I should really be taking what I want from all of this” the lion add is a growing tone. Leon would roll his eyes if he could, he knows how bad the lion wants this as doesn’t get why he has to be a drama king all of a sudden. The lion continuing his fake attitude, unzips his already half unzipped zipper and wiggles out his dick. The lion strokes it while groaning and sighing, trying to push the idea that he’s being forced to do this. “Boss said to punish you if you got outa hand, I’m sorry it came
To this” the lion adds pulling his fat up and placing the tip of his rod on Leon’s hole. The lions barbed dick is thick and somewhat stubby but it’s above average in size. Leon can’t brace or relax himself, he can only hope that his rampant itch can be finally scratched away. The lion huffs and puffs tryin lube up his meat with his spit. Without a another word the lion plunges his rod Into Leon. The way in is easy; the blazing rocket of the lions meat sends a shot of sensations up through Leon. The girth of the dick gapes Leon past what he’s ever done before, where there would normally be pain there’s only a crackling burst of lust. It shatters his rear and sends sparks up his spine. The way out is far more eventful, as the lion pulls out each barb catches the lion of Leon’s hole and implodes Leon’s nerves like a slew of firecrackers. The lion moans on his way out as Leon’s poor hole is snagged by his meat. Though already penetrating a cub once the lion looses all worry in the act. He can’t help but thrust himself back into Leon. The lions mouth gapes again as he inhales the air above Leon, sweat and must fill the air as Leon’s hot body is firing off all wrong. Everyone outside can hear the lions loose belt clacking against the toilet. Leon can’t feel it but his reactions to the lions acts are clear, his mouth clenching while his eyes twitch. The lion is doing his best to keep a normal pace, thrusting his hip forward and back while his stomach rolls of Leon’s spine. For the first few minutes of the pounding Leon’s lust burns away however it quickly returns even more violent. Now the sensations are fully consecrated inside Leon’s rectum, his hole in particular. Though while the lion pounds away the nonevent starts to roll a bit of feel into Leon’s limbs. He can feel the bones of his legs and arms but his skin and muscle are unreachable. Leon is growing desperate again as the itch grows larger, simply tearing up his hole doesn’t work anymore. Leon is capable of more movement now and with it starts to put resistance back on the lion; reaching his arms fully out, straightening them against the toilets back. With the extra resistance the lion is able to press Leon deeper into his meet, the lions belly stopping him the most. The lion is getting his fair share from the resistance as well, Leon’s tight hole has a monstrous grip on the lion. The older man worries the skin off of his meat might be torn off if he goes any harder but he can’t help himself now. Leon does his best to move against the lion, when the lion thrust he pushes back harder, multiplying the range the lion can penetrate. The lion grows and purrs, the deep pitch a booming noise that shakes the tiled walls. The old man hasn’t gotten off for a long while, he simply couldn’t. But now in a rotting bathroom a cub is binging him to finally climax. He lifts Leon up pulls him back; setting Leon’s bulged tummy right before the lip of the bowl. The lion then prepares for his final assault, placing his hands firmly of Leon’s upper thighs and his belly above Leon’s rear. Leon can barely brace himself after loosing his spot, he’s now forced to press against the inside of the bowl for leverage. The lion trusts one last time into the boy, his barbed spear reaches deeper than imagined. A spire if boiling liquid shoots once into the boy. Leon thought it was a bullet at first; that he’d been shot from the inside. The lion pulls out quickly and his fat stomach slips over Leon’s arched rear covering the lions meat back up. The older mans mean quickly shrinks and returns inside of his pants without any outside assistance. He coughs as he waddles out of the stall and out of the bathroom, tuckered out and completely forgetting to zip up his fly. Leon is left draped half in the toilet bowl, using the little congestive control to keep him out of whatever’s floating beneath him. He had been used from both ends, helpless, and blazing with lust from an unknown drug. Leon’s cruel and lustrous wishes he hopes he had brought others to is now his fate. But in a way he almost likes it, but maybe it’s the drugs talking.