It was a cool summer morning, and Jack was still asleep in his bed. He had been up all night working on college assignments that were almost due. It had been a while since he had a good nights rest, because every single morning the loudest noises would come from the alleyway right outside his window. He tried everything he could, but almost all of them led to varying degrees of failure. He assumed it must’ve been some animal getting into the garbage cans that were piled up alongside his building, but he was beginning to believe it happening every night and morning was a bit ridiculous. 
	Sure, some of the people around here, human or not DID tend to rummage through the garbage, but he was sure that whoever was doing so had to figure out the dumpsters and garbage cans his apartment and the neighboring buildings used had nothing worth rummaging for after the third day. But common sense isn’t something everybody had, he supposed. Some days it didn’t happen, and whenever he went to go to bed he had hoped that today would be one of those days.
	A hope that was burst fast, and in an even more violent way than usual. Jack was woken up by loud noises of metal clanking and garbage being thrown at his window. Somebody was rummaging, and they WOULDN’T STOP. Jack tried to turn over to ignore it, but he could still hear it. Jack tried to put his pillows over his ears, but that still couldn’t drown out the absolute cacophony from the alleyway outside. It didn’t take long for Jack to finally decide to go and yell at whoever was doing this, begrudgingly getting out of bed to go confront the noisemaker. 
	He put on his clothes and left his apartment, stomping his way outside and to the alleyway outside. His face was scrunched up in rage, and he was trying his best not to let out a guttural scream in his current sleep deprived state.  He turned the corner and walked into the alleyway, his eyes darting around the dimly lit alley. He spotted the assailants tail barely poking out of the garbage can he tended to put all of his food in. 
	The tail was gray with black stripes, swishing back and forth as if to taunt him. Jack already knew what kind of animal the tail belonged to, and it didn’t surprise him at all that a raccoon was the one currently causing a ruckus outside. They were pretty notorious for digging through the garbage almost incessantly even if they were sentient, and it appeared like this raccoon was no different. Jack approached the garbage can and looked inside, getting a closer look at the mystery raccoon. However, it didn’t take more than a second to register that the raccoon digging around inside the trash was completely naked, his face getting a nice full view of their large, bulbous, jiggling ass cheeks and back sack. 
	Jack felt his pants begin to get tight as he looked at the sight in front of him. He couldn’t help it, honestly. He liked sentients more than the average joe, but it was still hard not to feel embarrassed that getting a view of a dumpster-diving raccoons puckered hole was making him hard. He stared at the swaying backside for a good minute, watching as their oversized balls swung back and forward below their plump taint. It was like a pendulum, drawing his attention and making it hard to look away. 	
	He grabbed a hold of himself. He was supposed to be confronting this raccoon for waking him up, not appreciating it’s particularly pleasant backside. He slapped his cheeks as he looked down at his crotch, seeing his full tent as a large blush appeared on his face. Wait, he couldn’t confront the raccoon like this, he’d know he was taking a look! But it was already too late. In the time that he looked down to his rock hard wood, the raccoon and their succulent behind had already turned around. “Wow, you really enjoying that show, huh?” The raccoon said, breaking Jack’s concentration on his cock and shifting it to the trash-panda in front of him.
	The raccoon was standing inside of the trash can, resting his arm on the rim as he leaned out, staring directly at Jack. He traced a finger alongside the edge of the rim, his eyes darting between Jack’s crotch and his face, a smirk growing bigger and bigger on the trash-eating bastards face. “Wow, you were REALLY enjoying it. I strip down to let myself hang out in an “au naturale” style, letting myself partake in my non-sentient kins absolute lack of decency. But this is the first time somebody has enjoyed my fucked up garbage coated birthday suit~” The raccoon said, letting out a snort as he continued to stare at the human in front of him.
	“Uhhh, I-I’ts just morning wood, you woke me up…?” Jack responded, the blush on his face growing more and more beet red with every second. The raccoon was obviously coming onto him, the look on his face, the finger running along the rim… and FUCK he was hot. Let alone what he was saying, the absolute confidence of it all. He KNEW somebody would stare at his ass. To say it was a turn on would be an understatement, and as much as his embarrassment wanted his hard-on to go soft, everything about the current situation made his dick throb with need. He tried his best to keep a cool face, but any chance of fooling the crafty sentient was gone the moment his cock went hard.
	“Right, and you were quiet as a mouse when you came into the alley. I said it was a show, didn’t I? Prime entertainment given to you by the local raccoon, as he takes his payment in the form of the awful garbage you throw away! I heard you back there the moment you started looking~ Unless you missed my garbage coated hip swings… I did those for you, you know.” The Raccoon said, shifting his position in the garbage can. 
	“W-Wait, you knew I was there?” Jack said, a look of even deeper embarrassment washing over his face. “You were growling up a storm, who wouldn’t notice you were coming!” The raccoon said. He pushed his hips backwards and clasped his hands around the rim, looking back as he give his hips a shake, letting out a soft moan. “And these ones are just to appreciate myself… Look at you go Terrence….” The raccoon said to himself, biting his lower lip as he continued to shake his ass.
	“W-What are you doing, you’re covered in garbage… and yet you’re just sitting here l-looking at your ass? Jack said, using the raccoons distracted state to try and rub the head of his cock through his straining pants. “Oh, you know, it’s just so hot out during the summer… and a little sleaze like me wants to eat garbage and show off their perfect, sexy, garbage coated body. You ever jacked off and shoved shit up your ass while in a dumpster? Shit is heavenly…” Terrence responded, a smirk appearing on his face again as he turned his eyes towards Jack, noticing him trying to please himself.
	“W-Wait, that’s absolutely, disgusting… but… Hggh,” Jack said, struggling to come up with anything to even respond with. He was just too damn horny to have anything to say, and all he really wanted was the sexy ass sentient in front of him to bend over and let him go to town. “Well, it’s obvious to tell you have a thing for trash-loving mammals, dont’cha? Don’t worry, my sexy ass puts on these shows for you sentient-obsessed freaks~ Mppphhh, I can’t help that I have a sexy, unreasonably hot raccoon body… Wouldn’t you say it’s better than any humans?” Terrence said, pretending to look back as he kept an eye on Jack, giving his jiggly garbage-coated hips a firm smack as they rippled and jiggled from the impact. 	
	Jack let out a whine as he tried to avoid touching himself, but couldn’t seem to keep his hand off of his crotch. Why the hell was this raccoon so stacked? Sure, he was a sexy sentient, but he seemed like a sex-obsessed sleaze. Considering the fact that he was rummaging around in garbage naked, what kind of pigsty did he live in? Or was this a special case, and he was a functioning member of society outside of this? Jack tried to pull himself away, but all he could do was stare at the raccoons wiggly ass hips. “F-Fuck, you said your name is Terrence? Shit, why did you have to be outside MY window….” Jack said, trying and failing to break eye contact with the coon. 
	“Mmph, you were paying attention then, huh? I’d say it’s pretty good luck, buddy… you like sentients, I like eating your garbage, and you walked in on me doing it, and I’m getting hornier every second you look at my naked garbage-coated raccoon body~” Terrence said. He pushed back and stood up all the way in the garbage can, letting Jack get a full view of the front of his body. He wrapped his left hand around his hard raccoon cock, using the other to play with his chest and rub his nipples. Jack had a full view of just how absolutely erotic and degenerative this raccoon was now, and all it did was make him more and more horny for them.
	“Mph, I such a fucking dirty lazy fuck, dude…. Jacking off in your garbage can after eating all your shit.. Some of that shit had bites taken out of it, and it was rancid~ bet it had your fucking saliva all over it too… fuck, you wouldn’t want to live like me… I’m such a bad boy~” Terrence said, slowly stroking himself in front of Jack, teasing him to an absolutely inhuman extent. Not that he was human, of course. “Uh, I mean I bet I wouldn’t want to live like you but uh, I just… you don’t seem that, lazy.. why are you.. God, why are you fucking jacking off in front of me…” 
	Jack stared as he openly rubbed his cock through his pants, not even caring if Terrence saw anymore. It’s not like he would care, he was jacking off to elicit this reaction in the first place. “I just wish I had somebody wanting to help me out with my problem and fuck my garbage-eating ass~ Course, can’t have a human fucking a sentient in an alleyway, right? But I guess it’d be a punishment for.. Getting all into your garbage like a dirty raccoon, isn’t it?” Terrence said. He moaned as he played with himself, wiggling his hips from side to side. 
	It’s not like it mattered much, because Terrence knew exactly what he had led the stupid human he’d been stalking into. Ever since he started taking to hanging out this alley, he’d taken to his favorite past time of stalking random ass humans, and figuring out if he liked them or not. Sure, he was a dirty sleazy sentient, but he was a LONELY dirty sleazy sentient. He had been waiting forever to find somebody that he found worthy of being taken for his own, and now that he had he was hard finding somebody just as into this stupid fetish as he was. 
	He was going to make him his. Not just in one way, but he was going to give this stupid dumb bitch his fantasy. Although maybe it was a little selfish of a decision, but it didn’t really matter to Terrence. “Cmon, pull me out and fucking rape me…. Feel how greasy my fucking fur is, do it.” It didn’t take more than a second for Jack to respond, stepping forward and gripping onto Terrence’s sides as firmly as possible, lifting him and his fat lazy ass out of the garbage can from under his armpits. 
	Jack turned him away from him and held onto him tight with one arm, holding him up as he pulled his pants down and let his large, throbbing, human cock out of its fabric prison. Pre was drooling out of Jack’s tip, his cock sliding between the Raccoons thick thighs with the slutty sentients cock resting right on top of Jack’s member. Terrence was about 2 to 3 feet shorter than Jack was, but He definitely wasn’t small or weak by any means, and he was going to show Jack that he wasn’t going to sit there and not take the chance to play some resistance. 
	“I just can’t say no..” Jack said as he moved his other arm back to support Terrence, slightly moving his hips back and forward as he wrapped it around the raccoons upper body, placing it right below his neck. Terrence smirked as he took advantage of the situation, looking down and biting his fangs deep into Jack’s arm, sealing the stupid humans fate, even if he didn’t know it yet. 
	“F-Fuck, I can’t believe my sleazy ass is getting away with this…” Terrence thought to himself as he looked down at his and jacks cocks, both of them throbbing as Jack reacted to the bite. “O-Ow, you fucker! I guess I-I’ll just have to punish you more, won’t I?” Jack responded, whimpering in pain as his vision and mind began to cloud up a bit. It wasn’t of an obvious concern to him, his lust dulled any sense of worry, and none of it was alarming him at all. 
	He got down on his knees and continued to grind between the Raccoons thighs, using his hands to place the raccoon on his hands and knees, his butt out and presenting to him, jiggling and swaying as Terrence instinctively shook his hips. Jack stroked his cock and moved it from between Terrence's thighs, lifting it up to his cheeks and hot-dogging it between the Raccoons buns, moaning from how his soft fur felt against his sensitive dick-flesh.