The Mitchell Boys

  Later when I arose, Tony was up and moving about his small flat. I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around him, kissing his neck.

"Hey baby. What cha doin?" I asked. "Tryin' to find something to eat" "Fuck that lets go out and find food"

So I showered got dressed and we went out. We went to this little eatery that had sandwiches and ate there. While sitting there chatting. In walked the skank Bianca and her boyfriend Ricky. Tony said hi to Ricky.

"Hey Ricky. This is a friend of mine Ollie, from the states." I reached over to shake Ricky's hand. "How ya doin' there bud" Bianca looking at me with contempt. "Hey Ricky" Tony said. "Would you mind looking at my car tomorrow?" He asked. "It's makin' a funny noise" "Sure" Ricky responded "Cheers mate" Was the response.

When we finished I stated that we should pass by the Vic. I could use a drink. As we walked out. I mentioned that Ricky looked to be the 'pussy whipped' type.

"I bet if I got him drunk, I could fuck him." I said matter of fact.

We got to the Vic. And there was Grant behind the bar. He was wearing a black t-shirt that clung to his big body. His beefy arms reaching over the counter as he talked to a customer. I couldn't see below but planed to do so.

"What do you want Tony?" I asked. "I'm buying" "Beer's fine". "Okay then 2 Beers" Trying to say it in a witty accent.

I pulled up to the bar.

"Hey big boy, 2 beers please." I said to Grant

"Ain't seen you 'round here before" He said.  "I'm a friend of Tony's from the U.S." "You do know he's, well you know?" Grant questioned. "Oh you mean queer." I exclaimed. "Who do you think taught him handsome. Now can I get those beers sweetie"

He sneered at me as he turned to get them.

"God I'm a bitch" I thought to myself.

As he walked away, I looked at his ass. It was a dream, trapped in a pair of semi tight jeans. Swaying as he moved. A moment later he turned around. I could see his big pole pressed tightly in those poor jeans, a nice bulge protruding from his crotch. I licked my lips as he came toward me. He placed the beers in front of me. I placed the money in front of him on the counter. He had seen me looking at his crotch so he didn't want to get to close. He looked afraid I might jump over the bar to attack him. Of course the thought did cross my mind.

"Nice" was all I said and walked away.

Several people looking at me in awe, somehow shocked that I was so straight forward with this man. Had Tony not warned me of this monster I was tempting fate with' I couldn't care less. I was intent oh showing everyone who and what I wanted. Tony looked at me and shook his head.

"Are you bloody crazy. He could have ripped you bloody head off" He said "You need not worry about me there Tony, I've dealt with bigger guys than that before. Guys like that are so scared of what people might think of them if they hit us Faggots. If I were a straight man. It would have been different. You Brits have so much to learn"

I kept looking at Grant whenever I had the chance. He was a delicious man.

"Believe you me Tony, before I leave here. He's mine" I said "I doubt that." Tony exclaimed.

The following day after yet another night of my fucking Tony we woke up a knock on the door. Tony opened. It was Ricky.

"Hey Tony, bring the car around 'bout 11. Phil won't be there then." "Kay'" Tony responded. "Why do you have to wait til' Phil leaves?" I asked." "He's just like his brother Grant. A total jerk" He continued. "But he may be meaner cause' his wife Kathy just left him because he has a drinking problem" "Is he as hot?" I asked. "He's actually smaller than Grant. But Grant got huge from his time in the army"

"Well I think I'll take a walk Tony. I'll see you later." I said. "Hey where is this auto shop. So I can meet you there later"

He told me and I got ready and left. I wanted to see this Phil Mitchell for myself. I walked around for a bit, bought a Liter of Stoli, just in case. Noticing how boring this town was. Then I got to the shop. I could see someone working under a car. Thinking it was Ricky I glance toward his crotch to see if it pleased me. I couldn't tell what was going on under there because of his position. Then he shifted pulling one leg up and forcing the crotch to tighten up. What I saw frightened me. There was a huge lump of meat pressed tightly in the crotch. It was enormous, yet wasn't even hard yet. I crouched down next to him. I heard a voice.

"Can I help you?" He asked I reached over and groped the huge lump. It was too big for my hand. "Damn Ricky, you're a lot bigger than.." I started to say. "What the f..." The man yelled. "Get the frick off me ya puff"

I realized that this may not be Ricky. The voice was too gravelly. He pulled himself out from under the car. As he did the crotch bunched up and pressed deeper at his groin. The huge balls outlined in there confined space. He crawled out from beneath. And I was staring at an about 5'9'' bald man with facial hair. He looked at me furiously.

"Oops sorry buddy. Thought you were Ricky" I said Then as my mind assessed at who it was, it was Phil, Grant's brother. "Oh you must be Phil then. Hey there handsome." I said matter of fact.

He looked like he was gonna hit me when I pulled my trump card.

"Look, buddy I'm really sorry I mistook you for Ricky. Look to set things right lets have a drink." That definitely worked. "So who the hell are you, ya puff?" "My name is Ollie. I'm a friend of Tony's from America." "You did know that Ricky is married didn't ya?" "Yeah I met the Bitch"

He laughed a bit. Cause he couldn't stand her either.

"Look I said. I'm gay and I saw something I liked." I said to him. "So I was more than willing to try."

I took a drink then passed it to him. He also took one. "You guys from the states are ballsy, I'll say that for ya." He stated.  "I heard that your wife left you. Sorry to hear that." "Yeah, she took ma kid".

He instinctively rubbed his crotch. I could see the big cock twitch in his hand.

"He must be in need of some hole to fuck". I thought. I smiled as i figured that i could surely help this hung bull out....