THE MEATLOVER'S SPECIAL-3
ONE
During the weekday, Spangolli's Pizzeria does its normal business. They make a good profit on legitimate pizza sales. But on weeknights starting at 6pm weds thou sunday, they make a killing making Special Deliveries for their Meat Lover's Specials.
Senior delivery guy Mitchell "Mitch" Rose send most of the night making those Special orders on his knees, on his hands and knees, on his back, or fucking some customer's face or asshole with his meaty 8 inch member. Mitch is a straight guy, 5-11 with dark black hair, a medium muscular body, and a handsome face reminiscent of young Matt Dillon. His good looks are what keep his nightly deliveries high. Most nights he is barely seen in the shop, spending untold hours getting fucked or fucking in some form.
Tonight he makes a Special Delivery to a single residence in the suburbs. He pulls his delivery car up in the driveway, and exits with 4 Meat Lover Specials. Inside are a group of married card players, doing their monthly poker night at a friend's house. Mitch knocks on the door, and is greeted by a large pot bellied man with a balding head.
"Hey, pizza guy's here!!" he calls to the other men sitting around the dinning room table, the air is smoke filled with cigar scent. Mitch walks in, greeted by 4 smiling faces as he places the orders on a nearby stand.
"Bout time you got here, kid..., I'm hungry as all hell, and ready to dive into that hot ass pie from here!!" said one of the married men, a thick black man with a large cigar hanging between his thick lips.
"By pie, you mean the pizza-pie or the kid's hot ass?" asked another man, sitting across from him.
"I mean his ass, of course!" laughed the black man, hardily.
"Well, let's get this party started!" said the host, turning towards Mitch. "You know the drill, kid. Under the table until you've blown all 4 of us!"
Mitch removed his jacket, then got down under the table as he had done many times before during their poker parties. The men were married suburban house husbands, bored with their lives, their wives, their jobs, and looking for something interesting and taboo to fill their time. They happened upon Spangolli's Pizza by accident, requiring what the Meat Lover's Special consisted of. Once getting the low down from the manager, they ordered a set of Specials with all the trimmings. Mitch was sent to the address where he spent over an hour sucking cock and swallowing cum. Now its become a monthly thing where the men gather to get away from their wives and get their rocks off without being outed or labeled faggots. The only official faggot in the room was the cock sucker under the table (as far as they were concerned), and as long as he kept his mouth shut about what happened at their monthly game, they were cool with him.
Mitch got under the table and faced his first cock. It belonged to 48 yr old Richard Gang. Richard was a 170 lbs locksmith with his own business. Married 15 yrs to the same women, he had 3 children and a whopping college expense. Getting his 8 inch cock sucked once a month by the handsome delivery boy was just about the highlight of his week. He sat perfectly still while Mitch attached his lips around his limp cock, and began suckling it gently until it began to rise quickly in his mouth.
Mitch never considered himself a gay guy, he preferred sex with women and only performed sexually with men for money. He never fucked with a guy without cash being involved. Even his bosses give him a pay check after they fucked him at work. He gave nothing away for free. Free meant he enjoyed it, and Mitch merely saw getting fucked as a job, nothing more.
Mitch bobbed his head back and forth between the married man's legs, taking more and more of his dick into his talented mouth. He'd spent untold hours sucking cocks and learning how to swallow cum, just for this kind of occasion. Men loved getting their dicks sucked, but they loved getting their cum swallowed even more. Many if the married men Mitch blew complained how their wives didn't eat their loads, spitting them out of refusing to go down all together. Mitch made a killing picking up where their wives left off. Every month he'd leave this card game with 4 hefty loads in his belly because their wives were too selfish to do it at home.
Mitch sucked and sucked at the fat white cock before him, taking it deep into his throat over and over again until he heard Richard Gang starting to moan. He lost the next several hands as his mind was elsewhere and not on the game. Mitch could taste the pre-cum starting to form at the flaring head as he sucked and bobbed back and forth. He used nothing but his lips, his tongue, and his sucking jaws to bring the hard cock to a boil. Richard Gang gasped aloud at the table as the cum burst from his cock and flooded Mitch's cum sucking throat.
"Aww fuck..., this kid can suck cock like a whore!!" he stated after losing his load.
"That's what we pay him for!" said Harry Mitchell, the married man sitting next to Richard and who opened the door for Mitch.
He felt the pizza guy crawling up between his own legs, his pants down around his ankles under the table to free his cock for use. Mitchell got up close between the man's stubby legs and swallowed his 6 inch hard cock to the root. Harry tried to remain poker face, but everyone at the table could tell he was being serviced next.
Mitch wasted no time lavishing the hard penis in a bath of warm spit. He polished the head and crown as he suckled up and down the thick shaft. Harry Mitchell was 45 and married for 20 years to the same woman. They had 2 fully grown children who no longer lived inside the house. Sex for the Mitchell's had ended years ago when their children were still in high school. For years Harry had no real sexual outlet beyond the occasional hooker whenever he was out of town. But the last encounter left him with an arrest record and a blemish on his otherwise spotless record, so he sore prostitutes off for good. Finding Mitchell the delivery guy was about the best thing that could have ever happened to him, as now at least once a month (unless he decided to order a pizza alone without the guys) he got his cock sucked once a month by a talented cock sucker.
Mitch knew little of these men's private lives, all he knew was how big their cocks were and how thick or heavy their cum loads were. He thought it was odd that he knew the cock sizes of so many of the men in town, having blown so many at one time or another. How often had he run into some man he'd blown while walking with his girlfriend through the mall? How often had he been stopped by some guy who couldn't figure out where he'd seen Mitch's face before, only to look horrified later once they realized he'd sucked their dicks during a delivery? How often had he been called to deliver a Meat Lover's Special that same day after running into them in the mall?
Mitch felt his mouth filling with another thick load of cum. Harry Mitchell panted like a dog in heat as his cock pumped fresh cum into Mitch's mouth. Mitch swallowed the nutty sperm thoroughly, making sure he had every drop before abandoning the cock to move on to the next.
Otis Jefferson was the next man in line. Otis was a black man originally from the `hood' whom now made a nice living as owner of a chain of cleaners. He was a thick heavyset man with a dark brown skin complexion and a mean look about him. When Mitch first met Otis he was frightened of him, fearing that the large black man might hurt him if he did a bad job on his cock. But like most men, Otis was just grateful to get a good cock sucker who knew how to suck cock.
Otis was married for 8 years to his second wife. 50 yrs old, he had 9 kids between the two marriages and wasn't trying to have anymore. Otis often joked that Mitch was helping him to keep down from adding anymore additions to his family by sucking out the cum loads before his wife could get it and get pregnant again. Mitch found sucking Otis' dick the most challenging of the four, as Otis' cock was as thick and fat as a baby's arm. Mitch couldn't imagine getting fucked by the thick cock, despite Otis' promise to bust his ass open monthly. He wrapped his mouth around the huge purple head and began sucking, taking as much of the thick long 9 and 1/2 inch dark cock as possible.
Otis continued playing cards for the first few hands while Mitch labored over his dick. He enjoyed having the white boy swallow his cock all the way down to thick bloated balls before quickly retreating back up to the juicy head. He sucked and sucked at the fat cock until he felt his jaws getting sore. Otis started to feel the effects of the sucking only after Mitch started to suck frantically, wanting to finish the big black man off before he got too tired.
"Yeah..., suck that dick boy! Damn, you know what you're doing...!"
Mitchell sensed Otis getting closer and closer to blowing his wad by the volume of pre-cum forming at the tip of his dick. He knew if he could keep up the heavy action for another full five minutes, his stomach would be pumped full of Otis' tasty sperm babies.
Mitch gave it his all as he forced himself to go on. He hammered his tired mouth down on the thick cock, taking it down relentlessly on his own accord as Otis' meat finally began to thicken in response. Otis closed his eyes and concentrated to losing his load as Mitchell whored himself on his dick. He sucked and sucked and sucked and sucked until he felt the cock suddenly bust a potent flood of cream down into his contracting throat. "Yeeeaaaahhh man..., that's what I'm talking bout!" smiled Otis, cumming like mad as he put down a straight flush.
Paul was next. He sat patiently while the first 3 men got serviced. By the time Mitch got to him, his cock was rock hard and leaking pre-juice with anticipation.
Married for 5 years, Paul was the youngest of the group at 39. Unlike the other married men of the bunch, Paul doesn't have children and nor is he or his wife stale in the marriage. They still find each other sexually appealing and desirable, however Paul does suffer having his fussy in-laws living with him and his wife, which makes life around his supposedly `happy home' somewhat unbearable. Having a place to escape to once a month where he can kick back relax and get his cock sucked without prejudice is something he looks forward to often. The fact that Mitch looks like Matt Dillion makes it even easier.
Mitch bobs his head back and forth along Paul's healthy 8 and 1/2 inch cock. He lavishes the length and underbelly with his slick tongue, creating suction about the column as he tries to draw out the last load of the evening.
During the game Mitch's slurping could be heard from under the table. The men could tell how well he was doing by the attention or distraction of the guy getting blown. They knew he had Paul on the edge when Paul missed a hand, he bit his lower lip to try to keep from groaning but found it hard not to react.
Mitch's lips ran up and down the full length of his straining cock. Paul tried to hold off from cumming as long as possible, but couldn't resist the awesome sucking from the straight man beneath him. Mitch knew he was just one man away from getting pain, and doubled his efforts. He swallowed the cock again and again, his nose burying in Paul's public bust over and over until he felt the man's cock throbbing out thick hot wads of cum. The men all laughed as Paul's eyes rolled up into his head, his orgasm firing load after load of salty cum straight down into Mitch's throat. Mitch gulped down every drop, licking his lips clean after polishing off the cock completely.
Mitch climbed from under the table to retrieve his pizza jacket. "Money's on the table by the door" said Harry, dealing the next hand. "We put a little extra in it for you" he added as Mitch said goodnight and headed for the door. "See you next month!"
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