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Yangus hurried to the closest bar around, The Cockatoo’s Nest, quite a rundown place from the looks of it on the outside. When he stepped in, much to his surprise, it looked rather luxury with red velvet sofas and dark lights. The bartender was an enormous cigar smoking bulldog wearing a strap-on. Yangus ordered a scotch and asked him about the whereabouts of Butt Slammer. It was only then the bulldog really paid some attention to him: “Butt Slammer? Yeah, I can see why he has interest in you. Slammer has a good taste in meat. As do I”, he said while coming from behind the counter and facing Yangus from aside. He rested his hand on the bulge in Yangus’ pants and said next: “I can call Butt Slammer for you, but you gotta do something for me too. You gotta let me unwrap that package you’re carrying and you gotta be nice to me.” And without much further ado, the bulldog grabbed Yangus by the hand and led him to a room behind the counter. “No need saving up that dick for Butt Slammer, he’s an assman, unlike me I like to suck dick”, he whispered in to Yangus ear in between licks. His hand was molding Yangus’ dick thru the fabric of his shorts and soon a huge tent was erecting.
There's something about a naked torso with a strap on, Yangus can’t resist to and he started squeezing the nipples of the bulldog who moaned softly. It didn’t take long before their play became more edgy, more rougher too as both of them were very horny at that time in their little play. The bulldog pushed Yangus onto the stained red velvet sofa against the wall. He pulled down Yangus’ undies and his massive dick popped out like a Jack-in-the-Box. “Now that’s what Poppa likes”, the bulldog said, “My my ain’t it a cutie, all that fat meat and a cup cake on top. Like a piggy bank or a champagne bottle waiting to be uncorked” and his tongue teasingly worked the shaft of Yangus’ dick. His lips gripped the head and let it pop out again. “That’s what poppa likes doing most”, he winked. Poppa played with Yangus” balls, sucking on them teasingly, spitting on Yangus’ dick and taking him deep down his throat.
When Yangus’ dick was all wet and shiny, the bulldog stood up and sat down on top of it, letting it slide inch by inch into his welcoming ass. He cried out loud: “Yes! That’s it! Aaw that fuckin hurts but it’s so fuckin good!” His ass muscles tightened and relaxed successively as to massage the monster dick inside him. Then he began riding it, up and down, back and forth, all the time crying out how great it felt. Yangus too stared to breathe heavily and it was clear he wouldn’t hold much longer. So Poppa stood up again and bowed over hi, taking the dick that seconds ago was still in his ass now in his mouth again.
He could feel how it grew in size while Yangus pushed his hips up and down beneath him. Soon Yangus contracted and he shot his cum high up against Poppa’s palate. It seemed like there came no end to it, the bulldog’s face was covered with thick streams of cum and it dripped out of his mouth. He wiped it off his face and licked his sticky paws, smiling and saying: “It kind tastes like smoked pork”.
Soon as they had their clothes back on they heard the door of the bar open. In the doorway stood Butt Slammer, wearing a fur coat and smoking a big cigar.
Butt Slammer walked up to Yangus and said: “It's gonna get dark if we hang about here much longer. Let's head into town. There's better places than this to spend an evening." Yangus looked at him. “Hey, these are my lines! And how did you know I was here and looking for you?”, he asked astonished.
“I’ll let you in on a secret. There’s camera’s all over the island and in most bars. I saw you on my video screen the moment you set foot in The Cockatoo’s Nest. And I must say, k**, you and Poppa have been putting up a hell of a show. But a bit of a waste of that gorgeous butt of yours. So that’s where I step in. Like my good friend used to say: You’re gonna be locked and loaded, in more ways than one.”
Yangus wasn’t ready to decline but he had a mission, so he tried saying: “I need some info. You told me you know most of the things going on around here and with all those camera’s I bet you do. I need to find the Beagle Boys HQ.”
Butt Slammer laughed heartily. “And I’ll tell you. But that’s not the way of the world. Haven’t you ever heard the saying: pleasure before business?” Yangus was pretty sure it was just the other way around, but he figured everything came with a price and as long as that price was getting fucked he didn’t mind paying.
Butt Slammer took him in his Cadillac and they drove to his place.
“Take a seat, fighter of mine. Make yourself comfortable”, he said and he pointed out a big white leather sofa to him. “I want you to sit in the middle” he said. The moment Yangus said down something sprung out of the sofa, like handcuffs and legcuffs, locking him. “Well, maybe not too comfortable”, Butt Slammer said wickedly, “but hey I told ya you was gonna get locked up and loaded.”
Butt Slammer climbed up the sofa, Yangus sitting in between both his legs. The midget pulled down his pants and without saying a word he shoved his dick inside Yangus’ mouth. “I want you to make it hard for me. Use your tongue Yangus and take my balls too in your mouth, make them soaking wet”, he said. The more Yangus worked the dick, the bigger it became and the more difficult it was to take it in. But Butt Slammer showed little mercy and he began to throatfuck Yangus. The more Yangus gagged, the hornier he became. Then he stopped abruptly. “You’ve been good to me, so I’ll be good to you”, he said and he got off the sofa to take out a bottle of champagne, pouring it into Yangus’ mouth. Yangus had trouble swallowing it and it gushed out of his mouth all over his body and the leather couch. It made Butt Slammer laugh. He opened up an oversized tin of caviar and started feeding Yangus. “Fucking your throat that’s all nice and well, but you know it’s your butt I want”, he said, “The tinier the hole the higher the pleasure.”
Yangus felt a bit numb by the throat fuck and the champagne, so all he did was laughing silly at the prospect of getting his ass pounded by the mighty dwarf. It was what he wanted too. “Amazing how such a small man can have such a wide and big dick”, he thought.
With a push on a button Butt Slammer unlocked Yangus. Then he opened his drawers and took out a long rope. “You know k**, when I was just a boy I had myself a boyfriend who couldn’t walk. Some stupid car accident. But let me tell you: every time with him was the best fuck I ever had. There’s something about your fuck buddy not being able to move freely that makes it so much more intense. For both,” he said while tying Yangus’ hands and feet together, exposing his butt crack.
Yangus lay with his back on the sofa, his legs in the air, feet behind his neck. Butt Slammer rested with his hands beside Yangus' head and stretched his legs straight back. Because of this, only his penis had contact with Yangus' body and he had a great view on how his dick went in and out of Yangus' ass. Yangus cried out in pain by the sudden invasion.
“I’m sorry sweetie. You’ve had rough, now I’ll show you I can be gentle too”, Butt Slammer said as get started rimming Yangus’ ass. The feel of the wet tongue searching its way beyond his ass muscle felt heavenly and slowly Yangus started to relax. The more he relaxed the easier Butt Slammer’s tongue worked the asshole and soon Yangus got hard and started to precum. Butt Slammer used Yangus’ precum to lube up his ass and shoved his giant dick inside again. It felt like cutting into butter with no resistance at all. It no longer hurt Yangus, it felt as if Butt Slammer’s dick belonged in his tight hole and he started to cry out again, but this time in joy and fulfillment. Butt Slammer hit his prostate again and again, if ever a button existed to make people feel good, this was it. Yangus forgot all about his mission, he lived the moment and wished it would never stop. It was intoxicating, a proof heaven did exist, a state of complete and utter happiness.
And it was true that the fact he couldn’t move made it even more intense. That surprised him because he had always learned love is interaction and he thought there was only one way to do that. But this here was interaction on a completely different level, using only his buttocks, making the feeling last longer, more pure. He felt in and out of control at the same time, not a god but a creation at the beginning of time, a new age, the age of Yangus and Butt Slammer, while he pissed all over himself.
Then Butt Slammer retreated. Yangus felt the cum dripping out of his ass while Butt Slammer untied him. Then he did something that surprised Yangus. He bowed over him and kissed him, while whispering in his ear: “Now I’m gonna let you cum too.” He took Yangus’ dick in both his small plumb hands and started to stroke it firmly while he was giving head at the same time.
Although Yangus didn’t cum abundantly, it felt special and he did no longer want to leave, couldn’t care less about the battle and all that jazz. But Butt Slammer handed him his communicator and said: “Better call Scooby now and tell him the Beagle Boys are at dock 44 in the harbor, an abandoned plant.”
There's something about a naked torso with a strap on, Yangus can’t resist to and he started squeezing the nipples of the bulldog who moaned softly. It didn’t take long before their play became more edgy, more rougher too as both of them were very horny at that time in their little play. The bulldog pushed Yangus onto the stained red velvet sofa against the wall. He pulled down Yangus’ undies and his massive dick popped out like a Jack-in-the-Box. “Now that’s what Poppa likes”, the bulldog said, “My my ain’t it a cutie, all that fat meat and a cup cake on top. Like a piggy bank or a champagne bottle waiting to be uncorked” and his tongue teasingly worked the shaft of Yangus’ dick. His lips gripped the head and let it pop out again. “That’s what poppa likes doing most”, he winked. Poppa played with Yangus” balls, sucking on them teasingly, spitting on Yangus’ dick and taking him deep down his throat.
When Yangus’ dick was all wet and shiny, the bulldog stood up and sat down on top of it, letting it slide inch by inch into his welcoming ass. He cried out loud: “Yes! That’s it! Aaw that fuckin hurts but it’s so fuckin good!” His ass muscles tightened and relaxed successively as to massage the monster dick inside him. Then he began riding it, up and down, back and forth, all the time crying out how great it felt. Yangus too stared to breathe heavily and it was clear he wouldn’t hold much longer. So Poppa stood up again and bowed over hi, taking the dick that seconds ago was still in his ass now in his mouth again.
He could feel how it grew in size while Yangus pushed his hips up and down beneath him. Soon Yangus contracted and he shot his cum high up against Poppa’s palate. It seemed like there came no end to it, the bulldog’s face was covered with thick streams of cum and it dripped out of his mouth. He wiped it off his face and licked his sticky paws, smiling and saying: “It kind tastes like smoked pork”.
Soon as they had their clothes back on they heard the door of the bar open. In the doorway stood Butt Slammer, wearing a fur coat and smoking a big cigar.
Butt Slammer walked up to Yangus and said: “It's gonna get dark if we hang about here much longer. Let's head into town. There's better places than this to spend an evening." Yangus looked at him. “Hey, these are my lines! And how did you know I was here and looking for you?”, he asked astonished.
“I’ll let you in on a secret. There’s camera’s all over the island and in most bars. I saw you on my video screen the moment you set foot in The Cockatoo’s Nest. And I must say, k**, you and Poppa have been putting up a hell of a show. But a bit of a waste of that gorgeous butt of yours. So that’s where I step in. Like my good friend used to say: You’re gonna be locked and loaded, in more ways than one.”
Yangus wasn’t ready to decline but he had a mission, so he tried saying: “I need some info. You told me you know most of the things going on around here and with all those camera’s I bet you do. I need to find the Beagle Boys HQ.”
Butt Slammer laughed heartily. “And I’ll tell you. But that’s not the way of the world. Haven’t you ever heard the saying: pleasure before business?” Yangus was pretty sure it was just the other way around, but he figured everything came with a price and as long as that price was getting fucked he didn’t mind paying.
Butt Slammer took him in his Cadillac and they drove to his place.
“Take a seat, fighter of mine. Make yourself comfortable”, he said and he pointed out a big white leather sofa to him. “I want you to sit in the middle” he said. The moment Yangus said down something sprung out of the sofa, like handcuffs and legcuffs, locking him. “Well, maybe not too comfortable”, Butt Slammer said wickedly, “but hey I told ya you was gonna get locked up and loaded.”
Butt Slammer climbed up the sofa, Yangus sitting in between both his legs. The midget pulled down his pants and without saying a word he shoved his dick inside Yangus’ mouth. “I want you to make it hard for me. Use your tongue Yangus and take my balls too in your mouth, make them soaking wet”, he said. The more Yangus worked the dick, the bigger it became and the more difficult it was to take it in. But Butt Slammer showed little mercy and he began to throatfuck Yangus. The more Yangus gagged, the hornier he became. Then he stopped abruptly. “You’ve been good to me, so I’ll be good to you”, he said and he got off the sofa to take out a bottle of champagne, pouring it into Yangus’ mouth. Yangus had trouble swallowing it and it gushed out of his mouth all over his body and the leather couch. It made Butt Slammer laugh. He opened up an oversized tin of caviar and started feeding Yangus. “Fucking your throat that’s all nice and well, but you know it’s your butt I want”, he said, “The tinier the hole the higher the pleasure.”
Yangus felt a bit numb by the throat fuck and the champagne, so all he did was laughing silly at the prospect of getting his ass pounded by the mighty dwarf. It was what he wanted too. “Amazing how such a small man can have such a wide and big dick”, he thought.
With a push on a button Butt Slammer unlocked Yangus. Then he opened his drawers and took out a long rope. “You know k**, when I was just a boy I had myself a boyfriend who couldn’t walk. Some stupid car accident. But let me tell you: every time with him was the best fuck I ever had. There’s something about your fuck buddy not being able to move freely that makes it so much more intense. For both,” he said while tying Yangus’ hands and feet together, exposing his butt crack.
Yangus lay with his back on the sofa, his legs in the air, feet behind his neck. Butt Slammer rested with his hands beside Yangus' head and stretched his legs straight back. Because of this, only his penis had contact with Yangus' body and he had a great view on how his dick went in and out of Yangus' ass. Yangus cried out in pain by the sudden invasion.
“I’m sorry sweetie. You’ve had rough, now I’ll show you I can be gentle too”, Butt Slammer said as get started rimming Yangus’ ass. The feel of the wet tongue searching its way beyond his ass muscle felt heavenly and slowly Yangus started to relax. The more he relaxed the easier Butt Slammer’s tongue worked the asshole and soon Yangus got hard and started to precum. Butt Slammer used Yangus’ precum to lube up his ass and shoved his giant dick inside again. It felt like cutting into butter with no resistance at all. It no longer hurt Yangus, it felt as if Butt Slammer’s dick belonged in his tight hole and he started to cry out again, but this time in joy and fulfillment. Butt Slammer hit his prostate again and again, if ever a button existed to make people feel good, this was it. Yangus forgot all about his mission, he lived the moment and wished it would never stop. It was intoxicating, a proof heaven did exist, a state of complete and utter happiness.
And it was true that the fact he couldn’t move made it even more intense. That surprised him because he had always learned love is interaction and he thought there was only one way to do that. But this here was interaction on a completely different level, using only his buttocks, making the feeling last longer, more pure. He felt in and out of control at the same time, not a god but a creation at the beginning of time, a new age, the age of Yangus and Butt Slammer, while he pissed all over himself.
Then Butt Slammer retreated. Yangus felt the cum dripping out of his ass while Butt Slammer untied him. Then he did something that surprised Yangus. He bowed over him and kissed him, while whispering in his ear: “Now I’m gonna let you cum too.” He took Yangus’ dick in both his small plumb hands and started to stroke it firmly while he was giving head at the same time.
Although Yangus didn’t cum abundantly, it felt special and he did no longer want to leave, couldn’t care less about the battle and all that jazz. But Butt Slammer handed him his communicator and said: “Better call Scooby now and tell him the Beagle Boys are at dock 44 in the harbor, an abandoned plant.”
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