The Mitchell Boys

  I walked over towards the Vic for no apparent reason. Stopped when I noticed where I was, decided to go in for a beer. 'These people start drinking so early around here'. I thought. I walked in to see only 3 or 4 people sitting at the bar chatting. I sat down and asked the pretty girl behind the bar for a drink. She looked at me for a moment not knowing who I was.

"New in town, are ya?" She asked. "Actually I'm here visiting a friend" I said. She noticed my American accent and smiled. "From the states you are?" She added. "Yeah, I'm visiting my friend Tony Miller".
She smiled again realizing who I was. "Oh yeah he mentioned you. Are you his boyfriend now?" "Oh no." I said. "I don't cater to boyfriends. I'm just here for a good time. He used to be with me brotha" She said. 

Then I knew who she was immediately. "Oh your Tiffany, aren't you. You're a lot prettier than Tony made you out to be."

She blushed. At that very moment Grant walked out as I was saying that, his big beefy body in a blue shirt, the jeans trying to contain his massive legs and big bountiful dick. He looked at me with anger as he saw me. Then he reached over the bar and grabbed me by the collar.

"Are you getting sassy with me wife" He growled. "Stop it Grant!" She screamed. "Shut up" he yelled back at her. Then I retorted. "If you keep doin the rough stuff like that, your gonna get me excited. Big boy"
He looked at me with a bit of terror as he realized who I was. "Shit. You're that puff friend of Tony's" Then stepping back away from me. Eyes wide and frightened.

Tiffany giggled a bit at the situation. She had never seen Grant pull away from anyone like that.

"I was just commenting on how pretty your wife is you big oaf." I shot back.

He grimaced at me and walked toward the back again. "You weren't afraid of him?" She asked. "Everyone is afraid of Grant" "Sweetie, you just have to know how to deal with bullies like him." I said to her.  "It's just that my queer presence is a threat to his male posturing. He doesn't know how to handle it, that's all." 

We chatted for a little while as she continued to serve others. Then Grant came back out and ordered everyone out.

"It's one o'clock, everybody out. We have to set up for the evening crowd." He shouted

Apparently the place closed for a few hours before the rush started at 4pm. I hugged Tiffany over the bar. "It was so pleasant to meet you Tiffany" I said to her. And then I turned to head out. "Grant~". Tiffany yelled. "I'm goin' to go see Bianca for 'bout an hour. I'll be back soon"

He huffed his disdain for Bianca and went to the back. I walked out turned left and headed down the road. She headed in the other direction. As I walked passed the end of the Vic, a door flung open and Grant came outside. He saw me an came at me. And for a moment I was scared. He was a huge man after all.

"Ya little shit" He growled. "Ya got lots a nerve comin' here and tossing your ways about. Damned puffs need to be taught a lesson." 

With that he grabbed me and pulled me inside, pushed me hard onto the floor and stepped on my hand with his big boot. It hurt as he did. Then I wondered whether he may be the shit outta me.

"I saw you at the shop with ma brotha!" He then stated.

'So that's who made the racket outside'. I realized. He had been watching us. I began to get turned on thinking that he may have been stroking his thick cock while watching his brother fuck the shit outta me with that enormous fuck stick of his. I looked up at Grant. He was truly massive, his shirt barely containing his broad upper body. He glared down at me.

"So you like big dick do ya" He grunted. "Then you'll love this."

He grabbed at me and shoved my face into his big crotch. I felt the thick shaft rubbing across my face through his tight jeans. I opened my mouth to greet it, trying to encircle the tube pressed against his thick thigh. I spit on his crotch my tongue dragging along the coarse denim encasing the fruit of my desires. He kept smashing my face into his crotch. I could feel the dick swell under the denim. He began to grunt rudely.

"Yeah, ya little shit." He growled at me.  "I'm gonna take this big thing and ram yer arse so hard. I'm gonna break ya into two. I'm gonna blow so much stuff into ya. It will come out yer eyes."

I was loving the verbal abuse from this beast. Feeling his dick get bigger under me. Then he abruptly pulled me off him. I looked at the thick tube running down his leg, licking my slippery lips. It looked so delicious in its confinement. He picked me up, and pushed me upstairs.

"Get that hot little bum of yours upstairs now" He commanded.

I eagerly complied. He pushed me through a door that lead to his bedroom. He pushed me onto the bed, closed the door behind him. I turned to look at him, his mean grimaced turned into a smile.

"I knew you wanted me the first day I saw ya" He said to me.

He was actually ruggedly handsome. He had a strong jaw framing his face, and blue eyes. He crawled up on the bed and pulled himself on top of me. I could feel his weight pressing down on me. His cock rubbed at my leg. His hand reached up and stroked my face.

"You're a cute little thing" He then said. His eyes getting almost soft.

Then he kissed me, his mouth surrounding mine as he tried to pry it open with his tongue. I could feel the wet fleshy stump at my lips. I opened to let him in. His tongue danced along my own. I was in heaven. I was sucking face with the hottest stud in town. My hands roamed over his body. I felt his broad back under his shirt. I wanted to get the damn thing off to get at his body. He noticed my trying to pull at his shirt. He pulled off my face and rose up.

"You want me to take this off now, do ya?" He asked. I looked at him deliriously. "Yes Grant, take it off. Lets see that big chest of yours"

He slowly unbutton the top button. I could see his strong neck. He then moved down another button. I could see the first traces of fur peeking out. Then slowly, agonizingly he unbuttoned his shirt, more and more of his big body showing. He pealed off the shirt exposing his gorgeous furry chest. It was dark blond fur tracing around his nipples and swirling around his beefy pecs, a line of fur cascading down toward his pants, disappearing under the beltline. I reached for his body, letting my hands roam through the thick fur on his chest. I really wanted this stud now. His body was utterly fantastic. And that was apparently from his time in the army.

"Ya Like?" He asked. I Just nodded....