The Mitchell Boys

I was sitting there with the older hunky looking Phil Mitchell of the Mitchell boys. The man that was the elder yet smaller brother. In height that is. Smaller than Grant in size, But from what i had seen and felt. Not smaller in cock size. That bulge felt enormous. And as he was going through some shit with his wife, I figured i could myself take advantage of that.

"Well if you ask me, she's a dumb ass." I said to the man. He giggled a bit more as he swallowed more drink. "Why would she want to leave a good looking guy like you"

Phil looked at me quizzically for a moment then hit another drink. "It's because she thinks I've got a drinkin' problem." "Aww what, a drink now and then." I said back.

As I said that I looked over his shoulder to see an already opened bottle of booze on the desk. And it was half empty. I decided it was now or never.

"Hey Where's Ricky?" I asked. "I sent him on an errand. Hell he won't be back for a couple of hours." He continued. His voice slurring as he took yet another big swallow. "So when did your wife leave you?" "'Bout a month or so"

I frowned at him as I looked at the guy sitting there. He was clearly upset.

I was so bold now. "So have you been getting any?" "Any What?" He responded. "Don't tell me that a stud such as yourself hasn't gotten laid, at least to teach the Bitch wife of yours a lesson". "Huh?" Was his best response.

"Phil you need to go and have some sex or something otherwise your balls will explode." "But I luv ma wife..." He started to say. "Fucked her". I shouted. "You need to stuff some lucky whore full of this big fucking club you got"

With that I reach over and groped his cock again. He looked at me rather stupefied more than with anger at that moment. I got up and closed the door. I came back to him and crouched in between his legs. He had a dizzy look on his face. He had a half smile, half grimace on his face when he grabbed my head and shoved it into his crotch.

"Okay ya puff. Suk ma Dick. Now!" He growled

I took that as my que. I bent down and shoved my face to his crotch. I chewed on his big bone through the rough over-alls. They stunk of oil and cum. I slathered his tool through the pants, reached up and started to unzip them. He had a tank top on underneath. I finished unzipping when the smell hit me, the smell of day old cum and man sweat. He apparently hadn't bathed this morning. I wasn't going to let that stop me though. He had on a pair on sweat shorts underneath. They were stained and still damp from him probably jerking off earlier. I pulled down the overalls and his huge slab of dick was hanging out from the bottom of his shorts, the thick head twitching on his furry leg. On the other legs was a massive lump that had to be his balls. I wasted no time. I buried my head in his stinking crotch, his funk sending me into orbit. I started to chew on the thickening shaft. It was so fucking thick. But I had to have it. I chewed on the shaft, moving down toward the enlarging head. I had to get it in my mouth before it became too big. I licked at the head and it flared up and thickened. I opened my mouth and took the fat head inside.

"Aww, Fuck!" He mumbled.

I grabbed at the base of his shaft and tried to swallow the ever growing sword, the thick head bumping the back of my throat, bloating even more. I took a deep breath and impaled it down my throat. I gagged for a moment as it hit my esophagus.

Again he mumbled. "Awee fuck. Feels soo. Ughnn!" He gripped my head and started to pump his huge shaft into my throat. I slurped and sucked for all I was worth. "Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh" The sounds coming from him.

Then his whole shaft thickened even more, my throat constricting to try and hold it in. But the thing kept getting bigger and bigger. I began to choke from its immense size.

"Take it puff!" He yelled.

I was able to break free of his grip and dislodge the giant salami that was crammed down my throat. I began to hack and cough as it slipped out of my straining mouth. My jaw was aching at that point. I looked at the thing's size. I was truly gigantic. 9 and a half inches long but very thick. He tried to pull me back on his shaft, the bloated head bumping the back of my mouth.

"It's too fucking big you idiot" I yelled.

Batting it away. His massive balls had slipped out of the shorts now. So I decided to target them. I pulled them out and started to chew on them. But like his shaft they were also massive, each one the size of a lemon. But I licked at them anyways. Then I was able to get just one in my mouth. But it was so big I couldn't do much else but drool on it. He liked the feeling though. My hot wet mouth surrounding his baby maker. He gripped my head again, rubbing those large orbs all over my face and in my mouth. Then he pressed his dick against my face.

"Come on finish, damn it!" He shouted. He wanted me to suck on his dick again. "No!" I yelled.

That's when he got rough. He grabbed me and slammed me down on the hood of the car, He reached around, and undid my pants pulling down hard on them, almost tearing them off. He shoved them down my legs. All the while I tried to fight him. But he was running on the rush of adrenaline that hit him. He yanked down my shorts. And without warning took the bottle he had been sucking on and shoved the mouth of it up my ass.

"Take this!" He yelled.

He stuck his fat finger up there as well and proceeded to pour the remaining liquor into my ass. It burned inside. I squealed. He kept fucking me with the tip of the bottle. I kept feeling the edge of the thicker portion bumping my ass. For a moment I thought that this would be okay. I could handle this as long as he didn't push the thicker end in. I looked back to see him spit on his cock though. He began to tug on the engorged head. Precum leaking out the tip. But he just kept sliding his hand along the massive length. Then he pulled out the bottle. Took a drink and tossed the empty away.

Then he yelled. "Take this you fucking puff!"

He had reared up and slammed his huge dick up into my gapping dripping ass. He tore right through the sphincter. I screamed blue bloody murder. The pain was unreal. It was like broken glass tearing through my ass. I desperately tried to pull away, clawing at the hood of the car. But he held me down. Pulled outward then slammed back down. I could feel the large head brutally slam into my prostate. Then he climbed up and gunned me. Pile driving that gigantic pole into me repeatedly.

My ass felt like hamburger. He pummeled my ravaged butt for a good 10 minutes, his giant balls hitting mine with every blow. Not stopping or slowing down. I was crying, the tears running down my face. I kept waiting for the familiar pain to subside as it normally does. But it didn't. It felt like my ass was on fire. Then he started to grunt and pant shifting himself around me, trying to dig deeper into my ass. He was like a rutting bull. Then his huge cock head expanded, getting bigger, pulling at my ass walls. He shoved down, bashed into my prostate and exploded.

"Aargh. Awee. Shit!.. Aargh , Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh." I cried and howled

He kept bellowing as he flooded my broken insides. But it seemed to go on forever. The hot scalding fluid kept erupting into me. I lost count after 10. It was an endless flow of cum that flowed like rivers over by battered balls and my softening cock, down my legs into my pants. Then he climbed off and buried his face in my ass eating at the gapping hole, digging his tongue up my chute. Then turned me around and shoved his softening dick in my mouth. It was still oozing long ribbons of his spent seed, then kept oozing down my throat. I didn't think anyone could have this much cum. Then he pulled me up and crammed his tongue into my mouth. And unloaded the goo he took out of my ass.

"That's some good shit. Isn't it" He finally said...