Date: Fri, 6 Nov 2020 20:56:05 -0300 From: Luan Alves Subject: Restaurant Chapter 1 - Matt, The Handsome This story is entirely fictional. Any similarities to persons living or dead is entirely accidental. If you enjoy this site, then please consider donating to Nifty. They're a fantastic site, and they rely on donations to function. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Author notes: In this first chapter we'll mostly have some heavy sexual teasing and mentions of those. This tale is planned to include extreme anal action. Expect graphic scenes involving huge unrealistic cocks (12 inches long and very thick), fisting and prolapse playing. There's no scat kink in this scene although it's planned to get into a wild amount of nasty words. Contact me at pervertedwriterass@gmail.com if you want to support me request a commission, or critize my writing. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Beefy Bros Restaurant Chapter 1 - Matt, The Handsome I was in front of it right now. My jaws on the floor. In no way I was believing my eye. I have found it. This search started out when I joined college. I mean, I am a very handsome guy that people often compare to Marlon Brando, that is, if Marlon beefed up and became more of a muscle jock than he was. So, I'm not too tall standing at 5'7 feet. My face had more prominent cheekbones than Marlon, with thicker lips and a squared jaw. To speak about my body... Well, being bullied for being gay at middle school times made start to getting into sports to defend myself. The lifting came with high school when I became truly muscly. Now, I have this big round muscular butt, some nice thighs and a pair of ample pecs with some pink nipples. Never had a lot of body hair but always shaved it. My hair is cut to emulate Marlon so I could have more boys throwing themselves at me. Back in in highschool was when I discovered my absolute taste for boys and anal sex. I'm more of a top when with another guy but I do love extreme anal sex done to me and to others. By that I mean, wide gaping, anal stretching, big toys... I trained myself from the get go but not only that. I do have a thing for some forbidden taboo kink: prolapsing. Hell, I must admit I'm able to prolapse and had done it all over some guys' cocks just because I truly wanted to rub it on their dicks. You'd be impressed with how many of them liked it, touched, played with, sucked or just kept fucking because of my nice ass. One problem was to find people with the same tastes as mines, especially bottoms. They all wanted to be so clean, so dapper and so tight. What I truly wanted to play with was a nasty, sloppy, loose, wrecked slut. When I moved out to college I had a bit more time and space to search for them. My journey began when I met this guy over Grindr. He was a nasty pig but too far away from me. It was a good chat though, the man gave me a few tips telling me about a hidden delightful place called "The Beefy Bros" restaurant. According to him, it was a place similar to what a hooters restaurant was to the straight boys. He said that they only worked with the most handsome servers that were never less than muscle sluts. It was supposed to be a place filled with hungry fist bottoms and nasty kinks. Of course I didn't believe the man. In what hell would a place like this exist? But I had to give it a shot. It was a nice Saturday early night, maybe 8 p.m. when I put on some short basketball shorts, a tank top and sneakers to drive my car around the town finally trying to find this one pig heaven. The address didn't work with any GPS device or my phone so I had to go from nearby locations trying to trace a way to this building. When I finally found it I couldn't believe in my eyes. There was a small sign with a muscly pig character printed on it. "Beefy Bros" was written under it. I rubbed my eyes before parking my car to walk to the front porch. The windows were black tinted not allowing anyone to see what was going inside. I knocked on the door and it opened. The place was well lit, clean and smelled like flowers. What? Was this a prank? How in the hell any place that had to do with fisting would smell like this. After the scents I focused on what I was seeing. The handsome muscle jock in front of me was dressed in a uniform that all other waiters had on their bodies. They had red sneakers, white knee high socks, tight low cut red speedos and red cropped tops exposing their midsection. Their cropped tops also had the "Beefy Bros" logo on it. "Hello sir, how can I be of any help?" He asked. My eyes wandered to his crotch noticing how he had a visibly small penis accentuated by his tight speedo. A small penis bottom would be a dream catch if I must say. Despite being horse hunglike I am, my tastes always led me to small guys. He had blueish green eyes and blond hair cut short but in a pompadour. The guy resembled Johnny Bravo if that cartoon could come to life and be turned into a handsome male butt also adding a trimmed blond beard to his face. He smiled running his hands through my shoulders and down to my bulge before caressing it. "Hey, dude... Wow...." He was really groping me hard. "Oooh... You got big meat! You're gonna be popular with the servers around here!" He leanradin giving a light pecker onto my neck. I shivered feeling my cock starting to grow. He leaned back "Dude, why everything smells so good, isn't this supposed to have lots of anal and fisting happening?" I asked and he giggled. "Not yet, you arrived early babe so you're just smelling everything clean. See, there aren't even many servers around yet!" With another smile he groped me harder. Noticing how I was growing hard. "Can I bring you to a table so you grope... I mean, grab a menu?" "Oh yeah, that one..." I picked a table in the corner of the restaurant. A more private place for my first time. When that muscle slut turned around though. His ass was a work of art. Two beautiful round muscular globes pressed into place by the short tight speedo that exposed the lower bare parts of it. It was simply some of the most beautiful nutts I had ever seen. I felt my dick drooling and myself salivating just looking at him walking me to the table. When at the table he handed me a menu. There were real food items like Milky Loads Shake, Fat Bums Burguer, Puffy Donut, Sausage In the Bums, Fistfull of Fries and such. All of them made funny puns or tried to be sexy. Besides them was a menu for the servers with pictures of handsome boys. The final options were more related to the servers. They were all free and had options giving you hints that they were open to be groped, to be asked to gape or their bodies played with. The gaping option stuck with me. Imagine this blonde muscle slut gaping? On the second pages were even more options like fisting, big toys, prolapsing... I was in full heat having to skip to the first page not to get fully hard. That beautiful boy would let me do everything? Would he let me play with his hole like that? "We have plenty boys to please you anyway you want. You can pick one or more and let me know if you don't like me so I'll go serve someone else." He smiled with a hand slipping inside my shorts to grab my cock. "Hmmm... So meaty and veiny... Makes me wanna put it inside my turd factory to ride it till I'm prolapsing all over it..." There were no secrets about the nastiness! He was indeed a slut! And he said he'd prolapse all over my cock. There were sweat droplets running down my forehead. "There's a price though, a hundred dollars for the night and I'll be your slut! By the end of it if you like my services you can add fifty to make me happy and I'll give my phone number." There was a drawback of course. However, he was a sex worker after all and one of the finest crops. Let's be real, where would I find one like him for such a cheap price? "And sir, please take a look at our catalogue. Many of us are getting ready but you can take a look and around us already to make your pick, I'm not the only one!" Just by the honest work ethics of him not just trying to seduce me as it was my first time but teaching me I had many options I decided to hire him. Luckily, the guy that I had talked to had warned me I should be prepared to spend some coin. "I want you, Jake right?" I saw his name and under it there were some words describing him. `Slutty and a little bit submissive, can be a dominant top when requested to, full bottom, small three inches cock, loves big anal toys, can cum just from being fucked, able to prolapse, loves getting fisted, needs extra anal lube when fucked, specialized in squirting (anally and squirting pee and/or precum), wet anal fart fucking and pure anal orgasms. He's a bad cock sucker though.' It was the full package of course. A little bit of a drawback wasn't I looked through other guys though. My money would allow me to pay for one more, a few extra stuff and some food. A lot of cash? Yes, but this was my sexual dreams coming true! Going through the catalogue my cock got harder and harder. So many lewd descriptions, so many gorgeous hunks but one... Oh one... He caught my eyes straight away and I couldn't believe it. While the server in front of me was a pure proud anal fag, which I loved, this one guy seemed to be lost in here. This was Matt, and this was his true name! Matt was the most handsome guy on our football college team. My chin was on the floor. His frat house material handsome face had these defined jaws, black short hair with a cap turned back, good beautiful smile, gosh... Wasn't this the guy I was talking to about video games last week? He had gave me a few hints of being a fag and was a little too flirty but I thought it was just his nature. The one guy that so many girls lusted for worked here? I was just too amazed going to his descriptions: `Slutty but a more serious personality until horny, aggressive, full bottom but not too submissive unless too turned on, small four inches cock, loves getting his hole fist punched, loves nasty wet fart fucking, specialized in anal depth for huge toys and fisting, wide anal gaping and is a professional prolapse slut. He's a bad cock sucker, picky with customers, needs to be jerked off to cum, doesn't serve more than one client at a time, may refuse to do kinks he's not comfortable with.' It was a longer list than Jake. Matt seemed to be picky but I would, of course, try to get him. Who wouldn't? There was `wide anal gaping and prolapse slut'. I've had to read it again. He was one of those freakish anal whores? Damn... How was I so dumb to not realize he might've been hitting on me! Darn! Guess I was not the brightest fella. "Hmmm... Leaking already?" I felt Jake's hand on the tip of my dick over a wet big damp spot in my shorts. Those fabrics so plastered against my skin they were rather sheer. He massaged me to make me come back to the real world. "I see you got a boy you rather like, may I call him?" His smile was so sly and handsome. Jake's soft and feminine voice didn't match much to his hunky body and masculine face. It was just even hotter to me! "Well, I think I'll order Matt. He's quite the good slut. You'll both work together I guess." Jake made a kind of bad face. Seemed he was a little bit uncomfortable with Matt. "It's just that that one is quite picky. He doesn't go with new ones but since you're so damn hot and have this cock that put stallions to shame I bet he'll be into it. Just let me go get him so we're sure about his deal! You can pick some food while waiting." Jake went towards a door while I waited. There was some food. I decided on going for something light and a beer to not be too full while having fun with those boys. This place was so cool! There were more guys arriving, picking on waiters. Some kissed them, others were playing with those butts. I was already seeing one guy fingering a handsome tall latino muscle jock while ordering food. It was like the most impossible dream coming true. "Hey, we're here." There was Matt butt wearing red sneakers, white knee high socks, some tight low cut red speedos and a red cropped tops. Fuck! He was so handsome I had to take deep breaths. He was beyond surprised seeing me there. I guess both of us were shaking a little while Jake was probably asking himself what was happening. "I don't think we need introductions!" He had a more serious tone. Although his voice was not as feminine or as soft as Jake's he had a slightly soft voice. It wasn't that masculine but rather far from being as fem as Jake's. "This is a muscle hunk back from college Jake, don't worry, I had my eyes on him for a while. Can you give me a second?" He turned his cap backwards allowing me to see his light brown piercing eyes. "I didn't think this place could... Well, exist! But catching you here is the cherry on top of some nice cakes!" I laughed at my own joke. He approached me with a hand on my shoulder leaning in to whisper some words. His other hand softly groping my cock. "Yeah, it's dreamy to find you here too. I don't usually do this `cause I need the money to pay for tuition but you're gonna get a free night stud. You don't even know how many bare frat boys and college jocks and teachers I rode. You were the next in line. Be special and you might get a reward..." He was aggressive after all. "Now if you pardon me, we need to proceed with your orders." I was undeniably shaken but loving all of this. "I'll break ya, don't worry about that." I replied and he smirked. "Better do that `cause you may cum right into my heart..." Matt was wonderful with his handsome face biting the lower lip. A different seeduction from Jake but on par with it. Needless to say my head was full of ideas of how hard to fuck him. "A fistfull of fries and some beer on can.." Both him and Jake noted my order going back to the kitchen to pick it up. ------------------------------------- Author notes: So if you're here you finished this first chapter! I'm happy about it. I wrote this during Covid-19 quarantine times. Get in contact by my email (pervertedwriterass@gmail.com) if you like my story or have any suggestions. I can write custom comssioned stories with any kinks or plots you want me to!