STORY - Boy's Night Out (Patreon)

Hot off the tail of yesterday's fic, here's another one! Breaking the formula, we've got an all-male cast this time around, as the boys of Pizza Thot take Chadsworth out to town. Here's your one and only content warning - this fic is very gay. Here we go!

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Pizza Thot was a business committed to delivering the same lewd service that kept customers coming back for more. Even with their steady business, they were always going through changes. They naturally went through their various promotions, acts and outfits to keep things fresh, but even within the staff things were changing. Chad had been taking on more responsibilities around the Thot, which Boss was plenty grateful for. He seemed happy to help, as always, but Boss had known him long enough to know when his hearty chortles and moustached smile was only skin deep. She liked to give the oversized sweetheart his space, but she'd gradually picked up on the clues; he had broken up with his boyfriend.

"Do you guys think Chad's been acting different lately?" Boss asked once he was gone for the day. She was passing through the kitchen while Pineapple was helping out Chef in the kitchen.

"I guess? He did seem a little bummed out," Pineapple said uncertainly. "Oh! He DID only ask me for one hug today. I thought that was weird."

"Do you think the squirrels went after him in the parking lot again?" Chef asked as he rolled out some dough.

"No, it's definitely bigger than that," Boss said, shaking her head. "I just think he's been feeling down lately. The big guy kinda loses his sparkle when he gets like this."

"That's no fun. I miss sparkly Chad already," Pineapple said dejectedly. "We should cheer him up!"

"I mean, I offered to hang out and do some gaming or whatever," Boss confessed. "But he said he wasn't in the mood."

Pineapple rubbed his chin, furrowing his brow cutely before he snapped his fingers. "Then you're just going about it the wrong way! Maybe he needs a boys night out!"

"A what now?" Chef asked, looking up from his work on their latest pizza.

"You know! Hit the mall, work off some steam at the gym, blow some cute guy, hit the clubs... dude stuff like that!" Pineapple said cheerily. He smiled and poked Chef playfully in the side. "You remember how to have fun. Don't you, Chef?"

Chef actually shrugged. "I have fun. I'm just not what you'd call the life of a party," the plain-spoken cook replied. "But if you want me along, I'd be willing."

"Of course we would!" Pineapple chimed, giving Chef a quick hug. Chef barely looked up from his work, meticulously spreading out the cheese in mid-hug. 

Boss chuckled and shook her head. "That's a real sweet idea, Pine. I know Chad has off tomorrow. Did you guys feel like taking off while I cover for ya?" Boss wasn't usually quick to offer such a thing, but Chad was basically a co-founder of Pizza Thot. He deserved a little love and support.

Pineapple smiled brightly. "That sounds super fun! I’ll call him right now!" He dug his phone (the one with the cute little pineapple-shaped case) out of his pocket before his eyebrows raised. "Oh! Even better! We'll surprise him tomorrow morning. Boss, do you still have a spare key to Chad’s apartment?"

Boss stared at him blankly before she finally fished her keys out of her pocket. "Okay… but only because I want to see where you’re going with this," Boss muttered.

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Chad wasn't used to sleeping alone, but he managed to drift off all the same. He had been planning to sleep in, but there was no sleeping through what was happening. His eyes fluttered open and he looked towards the foot of the bed. Pineapple and Chef were wearing nothing but their underwear, kneeling on the edge of the bed. They had Chad's ten-inch cock hard before he was even fully awake, running their tongues up either side of it while occasionally sucking on the head. Chad took a moment to make sure he wasn't dreaming as the slimmer boys caught his eye but kept at their double blowjob.

"And what exactly are you boys doing?" Chad asked wearily. He only dared to boost himself up to one elbow, not wanting to disturb their work.

"Cheering you up!" Pineapple chirped as he popped his mouth wetly off of Chad's erection. Chef was quick to wrap his lips around the head and purse his lips, slowly rolling his head to rub his tongue along the underside.

"Well it's... certainly working," Chad chuckled. Pineapple ducked his head under Chef's chest, starting to lick Chad’s balls before gently pulling them into his mouth. It made the beefy Thot groan and tense as he thrust a bit deeper into Chef's mouth. "And what brought all this on?"

"Pineapple's idea," Chef said rather calmly, speaking as if he didn't have some of Chadsworth's precum on his lips. The level-headed cook paused to wrap his lips around the head of Chad's pulsing cock and slide them smoothly back off, polishing it with a fresh coat of saliva. "The girls have their nights out and we couldn't remember the last time we had a boys night." With hardly a change in his demeanor he opened his mouth wide and took as much of Chad's member as he could into his mouth. Given the sheer size of the burly gentleman, Chad was in position to complain when Chef could barely fit half of it inside of him.

Pineapple lifted his face from Chad's sack to nudge Chef's face with his own. The Asian boy made room for him as they shared a soft kiss, tongues meeting at the tip of Chad's shaft before Pineapple crawled towards the top of the bed. He planted a quick kiss on Chad's cheek and flashed him a happy little smile, kneeling with his huge bulge straining against his tight and femmy green underwear.

"So we're just gonna have fun and feel good today. Doesn't that sound like fun, Chad?"

"I don't see much of a choice, at this point" Chadsworth chuckled as he stroked a thick hand through Chef's head, guiding him at a perfect pace up and down his cock. "But thank you."

"Any time!" Pineapple chirped before he turned around and planted his plump bottom on Chad's face. Chad moaned into the faceful of squeezably soft booty. It made Pine's similarly juicy balls tingle, making the overly hung femboy emit a high-pitched sigh. He started to grind his ass and balls along Chad's appreciative face, the moustached Thot's hand split between groping Pineapple's cheeks and encouraging Chef's pace for his blowjob.

With the two boys rubbing against him in their own ways, Chad's morning would couldn't last for long. He gave Pine's ass a firm squeeze and clenched his fingers in Chef's hair as a quick warning before his cock pulsed to pump his cum into Chef's mouth. The brunette boy let out a loud swallowing sound before pulling his head back, letting some of Chad's semen splash out over his cheek and chin with a small smile on his face. By the time Pineapple shifted back off of his coworker's face, Chad was looking better than he had been in weeks.

"Sounds like fun indeed," Chad chortled, patting Pineapple firmly on the ass. "Thank you both kindly. I'd love a day out to get a few things off my mind."

"That's great!" Pineapple chimed. "I told you he'd agree if we lead with the BJ."

"Funny how that works," Chef said as Chad handed him a few tissues.

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Pineapple had the day laid out for them with plenty of things to distract Chad from his troubles; a couple hours at the gym, a nice lunch and then some shopping at the mall. "It's all my treat!" Pine insisted tapping the bulge in his pocket that was his cash-stuffed wallet. "Tips isn't the only one who can get a little extra from happy customers."

"Just make sure you reach for the right bulge when you got to pay," Chef joked with another modest smile as they entered the gym. Having worked at the Thot for this long, the boys were used to getting changed, working up a sweat and showering up together. Chef didn't work the floor as often as Chad and Pineapple, so some of it was a little new for him. He wasn't out of shape, but he was certainly the thinnest of the trio. Even Pineapple was showing more stamina than him, keeping his bouncing booty just ahead of him on the track for Chef to stare at. When Chad convinced him to try out the weight bench, it was hard to keep his eyes on the barbells. Chad spotting him put his own hefty package right above Chef's face, and even as the most soft-spoken of the boys (all of Pizza Thot, really, if you didn't count PB), he was still a Thot.

"Good workout, boys!" Chad praised merrily as he swatted his friends on the ass. "This body doesn't maintain itself, you know. I was starting to get a bit soft from all this sulking about." Chad flexed his huge and chiseled body.

"Honestly? It doesn't show," Pine admitted. He bent over and poked at Chad's firm stomach as they entered the locker room. "You still got those abs of steel going on."

"Hoho! Flattery shall get you everywhere, my good Pineapple," Chad said with a wink. "You should see me when I'm getting ready for beach weather."

"We live in California," Chef reminded them as he stripped down and stuffed his clothes in his locker. "It's always beach weather." Pineapple went on poking various parts of Chad as the moustached beefcake let him prod his firm pecs and toned buns. They finally finished fooling around and went into one of the gym's private showers, washing away the sweat and fatigue under the steaming hot water. Chad slung his brawny arms over Chef and Pine's shoulders, hugging them tightly against him so that his firm shaft rubbed its way between their hips.

"You lads have been such fun already," Chad praised them jovially. "But as much as I appreciate your generosity, I do intend to repay you in kind." He kept his coworkers held tight against his midsection as his hands shifted lower. Chad's large and surprisingly soft hands roamed down their chest and stomachs before he wrapped his fingers around their erections. Pineapple let out a gasp that turned into a sigh as he leaned into Chad's chest. He quickly relaxed as the big strong hand proved to be quite capable of stroking Pineapple's massive shaft. Chad's other hand enveloped all four inches of Chef's cock in his palm, making the stoic Chef shudder and cuddle up against Chad's massive chest.

Chad clearly had a hand for this sort of thing, stroking at just the right balance to keep them teased and erect while squeezing firmly enough to send shocking jolts of pleasure through their bodies. Pineapple's head rolled back listlessly and Chad was quick to kiss him on the mouth, letting their moans mix together between their touching tongues. Pineapple's thick, wet booty rubbed against his lap while Chef hung onto Chad's other arm just to keep on his feet. The exhausting workout was draining already, and the affectionate handjob was one more thing he'd happily endure.

With Chef panting and looking as dumbstruck as he was, Chad felt like he had him perfectly satisfied. Judging by the way that Pineapple's huge prick pulsed in his hand, the horny redhead seemed to need a little more attention. Chad knelt down without removing his hand from either of the boys, but pulled Pineapple back into his lap. The feminine Thot let out a high-pitched coo as Chad's shaft nuzzled itself in between his juicy ass cheeks. It was a teasing invitation, but Pineapple was quick to accept as he shifted up and back down to plant himself on top of Chad's waiting erection. His warm wet cheeks slid down the first few inches before between the two of their thrusts, it slid deeper and deeper until Chad's balls slapped firmly against Pine's ass. The curvy redhead let out a deeply satisfied wail as he bounced his ass up and down on Chad's cock, his pumping hips additionally pushing his pushing his own massive shaft through Chad's waiting fingers.

With Pine clearly and noisily enjoying himself, Chad turned his attention back to Chef. The listless brunette was resting contently against him when Chad pressed his lips into his. Chef grunted softly and opened his mouth to slide their tongues together, any trickling drool quickly washed away by their shared shower. The weary Chef found the strength to start pumping his hips in time with Chad's stroking hands. He kept them both bobbing over each of his coworker's cocks, keeping them both riled up until all three of their breathing seemed to sync together. Amidst the hot water, Chad still felt the thicker, warmer cum squirt out over his hands in unison. Pineapple let out a girly squeak as his huge cock threatened to swell right through Chad's fingers while a low grunt escaped Chef's lips, clinging tightly to Chad's arm to steady himself.

"I certainly hope that's satisfactory," Chad chuckled in between their wearily hanging heads.

"Wellll," Pineapple chirped. "Almost there." He moved to his knees and suddenly focused on bouncing his butt against Chad's lap. The big man grunted deeply and wrapped his hands around Pine's waist, holding him tightly against his lap as his ass cheeks still kept clapping and bumping against him. The exciting threesome made it so that Pineapple didn't have to work too hard to get Chad going again. The moustached Thot lifted Pine off the shower floor entirely, holding him up until the giggling redhead's legs were pulled up around his ears. His tongue rolled out in euphoric glee as Chad finally spurted into his ass, the heavy load overflowing even Pine's broad booty as it oozed back out of his hole.

"Now THAT is a workout I can get behind," Chad chuckled, giving Pine's ass a quick squeeze before easing him off of his softening shaft. 

"Same here," Pineapple sighed as Chef nodded dizzily.

"Hoho! But look at me. Cleaning up from the gym just to work up another sweat," Chad chortled. "I wouldn't want to miss out on more of these interesting plans of yours."

"Woo!" Pine hooted as he wobbled back to his feet. "Boys night!"

Cleaned up from their workout and impromptu shower sex, the mall was next on Pineapple's list. They had a decent lunch at the food court before going clothes shopping at Fashion Farm. Pineapple figured a new outfit would help Chad get out of his funk. In no time at all, Chad was trying on all manner of tight jeans and leather pants while flexing in the mirrors to test them out. He was being politely asked by a clerk to stop flexing their shirts into pieces when Chef slipped into a changing room. He had tried out an outfit with a pair of black jeans and a loose shirt with a fish pattern before deciding he could find something better.

He'd stripped back down to his underwear when Pine came bursting in. "Hey, Chef! I just found this cute little thing in red and I thought it would look super great on you!" Pine blurted happily. Chef looked down at his selection quietly for a moment.

"Pine, is that a sports bra?"

"Yup!" Pine replied just as happily.

"...alright. Give it here." Chef slid it on and turned a few directions as he checked the mirror, Pineapple smiling proudly behind him. Chef was one of the slimmer Thots, but the white trimming of the bra did an interesting job of highlighting his subtler curves.

"It doesn't look bad," Chef admitted as Pine smiled even wider.

"I know, right? You've got such a good figure for it." Pineapple reached around from behind Chef and started groping his chest, getting the dark-haired cook to blush as his hands squeezed around his lean pecs. The feeling of Pine's impressive bulge pushing against his ass certainly didn't help with the blush.

"It's not much of a figure," Chef admitted. "I'm just sort of scrawny."

"Aww, no you're not. It's cute!" the cutely plump redhead insisted. "Just because you're our backstage beauty doesn't mean you don't get your share of fans. Customers ask me about the cute guy in the kitchen all the time." He giggled and cuddled up closer to Chef. The head of Pine's massive shaft pushed between his coworker's cheeks. "In fact, I bet a ton of people would love to be in the same position as me right now~!"

Chef blushed a little harder from all the compliments. He'd certainly gotten his share of loveletters from fans of Pizza Thot, but he was never quite sure how to deal with them. He has his own work and his hobbies, so he was sort of just content being Chef. Sex, though... sex was easy to figure out.

"I mean... as long as you're here," Chef offered modestly. It turned out to be all the invitation Pineapple needed, the empathetic redhead quickly picking up on his offer. He leaned over Chef's shoulder and kissed him, hugging him tightly from behind. The bulge in his shorts started to swell against Chef's ass, making the cook start to relax submissively into Pine's grip. Chef leaned a hand against the opposite wall as the overly-hung Thot started letting his hands roam over his coworker's chest. Chef bent over to prop his hands against the wall, slowly grinding his butt across Pine's lap as he moaned into their kiss. Pineapple was always ready with a hug around the workplace, but Chef was quickly learning that he was quite the kisser as well. His soft, thin lips and thick, warm tongue made him more than happy to swap spit with him feminine coworker.

Mostly feminine, of course. Pineapple slid down Chef's underwear to start jerking at his cock, making chef moan and grunt softly in his grasp. Pine wriggled out of his shorts until Chef felt the warm and heavy hunk of man meat slap against his tight ass. Chef's body instinctively relaxed, leaning into a more submissive stance. His lips pulled from Pine's, leaving a thin thread of spittle between their tongues.

Pine gave a soft moan as he finally slid his cock into Chef. He wasn't just long, but plenty thick. Chef bit his lip as Pine started to pump his way in deeper, taking a moment to get used to the femmy Thot's girth. Chef's eyelids lowered in a sort of pacified stupor as Pine's cock squeezed its way deeper, filling him so tightly that Chef swore he could feel it pulsing inside his ass. Chef had been holding onto the wall for balance at first, but now he was bracing himself to avoid being knocked off his feet by the pumping of Pine's curvy hips and massive rod. He had always heard how Pine could calm down some rowdy customers with his sweet demeanor, but when that failed his juicy ass or hefty cock would do the trick.

"It's easier when you relax, huh?" Pineapple asked sweetly. Chef just nodded vacantly, his mind numbed as it was overwhelmed by the completely filling cock. Chef started to hump back against his coworker, pressing the hardon deeper still until he felt Pine's plump balls slap against his from behind. Chef couldn't believe that Pine found a way to fit it in that deep, eyes rolling back in his head as Pine gave a few shorter, harder pumps as he held onto Chef's erection like a handle. Chef's more modestly-sized cock squirted onto the floor of the changing room and Pineapple's fingers. His firm member twitched in his palm, achingly sensitive until he felt Pineapple empty his balls into his asshole.

That was an entirely new sensation. Sure, Chef fooled around with some customers, but never anyone as immensely hung as Pine. He shot a load fitting of his impressive package, flooding Chef's asshole with the warm and filling cum. Chef shuddered with pleasure as he slumped completely against the wall, leaning harder against it as the moaning Pineapple kept humping him from behind. Pine finally slid his throbbing cock from Chef, making him twitch with every inch he removed.

"Phew! That was pretty fun, right?!" Pineapple chimed, a little breathless after their quick but heated fuck session. "I must be really built up today. Maybe it's all that testosterone from working out."

"Maybe... but yea. Definitely fun," Chef conceded as he slid down to the changing room's bench. He desperately needed to give his legs and ass a rest. Pineapple sat down beside him, his still semi-hard cock still dribbling his abundant cum down its length.

"Well thanks for coming along. It probably means a lot to Chad."

"It's no problem. It's been... busier than my usual days off, but I've definitely been enjoying myself," Chef assured him. Pine smiled widely as he leaned back against the wall.

"That's good. Cuz I'm glad you came along too. I just want everyone to be happy. It just took me a while for me to get a good read on you."

Chef gave him a smirk, which was about as big a smile as Chef tended to give. "Then let's make this simple." Chef put an arm around Pineapple's shoulders as the half-naked boys rested on the bench. "If you're around, Pine, then I'm happy."

"Awwww! Thanks, Chef!" He squeezed him tight in another hug. Chef snickered softly and hugged him back. "So are you still buying that bra I liked?"

Chef slid the garment back off and set it safely away from the puddles of cum. "Heck yea I am."

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With a few new outfits to take home, the boys roamed around town for a few more hours. They had some dinner ("Anywhere but Pizza Thot") before the sun went down and the party really started.

Queen's Beach had a pretty active nightlife, which was half the reason that Pizza Thot was as successful as it was. The trio of boys changed into their stylish new clothes and went to one of Chad's favorite clubs from back when he was single. The Man Cave hadn't changed much; it was full of horny singles and small groups of guys just looking for a good time. It was fairly obvious to spot when a pair of men were hooking up, especially for anyone who had worked this long as Pizza Thot.

Pine and Chef had made their mission clear: hooking Chad up. They enjoyed their drinks and did some dancing together, but they took every opportunity to point out guys that Chad might be into. They talked him up while downplaying themselves (Pine made sure to wear some pants loose enough to hide his package in the pants leg), but they didn't have to try too hard to sell people on the huge and handsome Chad. Before too long, Chad seemed to have shaken off the rust and was flirting at the top of his game. They were drinking at their table when Chad finally seemed to muster the courage to take things into his own hands. He caught the eye of a short-haired man at the bar and with a quick glance to his friends for approval, he took his glass and went off to talk.

"I think operation Chad Day is going pretty well," Chef pointed out, taking a sip of his cocktail. Pineapple nodded with his usual smile.

"He's really having a good time," the redhead agreed, clinking his pina colada against Chef's glass for a playful little toast. They were smiling over their handiwork when a hand slapped down on their table. Even Chef had to stare when he saw the face of the interrupting person.

They were fairly androgynous until the Thots remembered they were at an all male club. The newcomer had thick hair with an eye-catching silvery-green color. It was pulled back into two huge, bushy twintails that framed his made-up face. Eyeliner and eyeshadow highlighted his vague features, but what stood out most of all was his mask. He had a black face mask, the kind people tended to wear when they had a cold. It covered up his nose and mouth, adding to his strange and mysterious look, a few short spikes embedded in the front. Everything he wore was tight and revealing, a belly shirt tied up to expose even more of his slim body than it was intended to. He wore a pair of booty shorts and long, black leggings went from his juicy thighs down to his snug, slipper-like shoes.

"Well well! I didn't expect to see a couple of Pizza Thots here," the masked stranger said haughtily. His eyes curled in a way that indicated his smug smile behind the mask. "Is business there so bad that you need to go find some company outside of work?"

The boys stared at him, more stunned than insulted. "Actually business is pretty good," Pineapple said, looking to Chef. He nodded in agreement.

"I can't remember the last time we had a dead night," Chef confirmed, looking back at the masked stranger. "But thanks for showing your concern. Are you a customer or something?"

"Are you kidding me?!" their visitor blurted, clearly angry behind his mask. "I'm from Thot Wings! Don't tell me you don't know Buffy, the spiciest waiter in the hottest restaurant in town!"

"Okay. I won't tell you," Pineapple said. Chef had to snicker. He'd had a few to drink and he wasn't sure if Pineapple was using that lame of a joke or was just that oblivious to the bragging femboy.

Buffy started to growl as he clenched his little fists. "You pizza punks are just as thick as the girls said you were! I can't believe the manager considers you our rivals!"

"We have a rival?" Pineapple asked, looking curiously at Chef again.

"I guess. Remember when Boss had to go across the street to make Cash and Milk come back from break? I think they'd gone over there for lunch. I hear their wings aren't bad."

"Aren't bad, huh?" Buffy sneered as he stepped up, leaning over the table so they could see right down his tied up shirt. "Well how about I show you how 'not bad' we are. What do you say to a slut off? I'm willing to bet I can take even more of these boys than either one of you." He waved a hand dramatically across the bar, a few of the nearby patrons starting to look up with interest already.

"I dunno about that," Pine said, glancing at a few guys he'd been eying up while helping Chad out. "I could probably take a whole lot right now. What about you, Chef?"

The cook raised his eyebrows, shrugged and took a swig of the last of his drink. "Whatever. I feel like I've done weirder today."

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A few people had overheard Buffy's challenge and it wasn't hard to gather a bunch of guys who wanted a piece of at least one of the three Thots. Buffy, Chef and Pineapple stripped out of their pants and bent over against the wall, leaving space between them and the small crowd of men gathered around their bare asses. They had borrowed a chalkboard from the bartender, leaving it beside Pineapple on the far end. Each of their names was written out with space for a tally to be kept by each passing man/point.

"I'll be surprised if you two can handle a single guy before calling it quits!" Buffy boasted. "They all say nobody takes a dick quite like Buffy!" The masked Thot Wing waiter shook his hips, making his perky little ass cheeks bob around.

"Do you have any idea why he's so into this?" Chef asked, ignoring the bragging to look at Pine.

"Ah let him have his fun. I'm pretty excited myself! Let's show him what Pizza Thot is really made of!" He spanked his ass, letting it jiggle along with his dangling dick as the surrounding audience hooted and cheered. They counted down in unison before the first men stepped up for each of them.

Pineapple gave a short gasp as one man grabbed his ass without hesitation. With a bit of covetous groping he slid his dick up between the juicy cheeks. Pine gave an excited moan as he leaned harder into the wall, pushing back against his anonymous partner to let him fit deeper into his asshole. He started to pump his hips, letting his warm booty rub along the sides of his shaft while his asshole clenched greedily around it. The redheaded bottom went on his tiptoes to raise his ass and make it even easier for the horny man to give a few more deep strokes before he shot a warm wad of cum into Pine's ass.

"Ooh! That was a big one, huh?" Pine asked conversationally. He squeaked as the man pulled out and gave a quick line of chalk under Pineapple's name. "Thanks for playing!" the plump femboy said as the second man squeezed his juicy cheeks. He eased them apart before sliding his cock between them, hot dogging his shaft while the tip traced its precum along Pineapple's asshole. It had the redhead purring in no time as his mouth hung open, already dizzy with lust while he was still being teased. Pine started to bounce his booty to not only grind against him but clapping his ass cheeks around the shaft for a little extra pressure. The second contender didn't even need to fully enter Pine before he shot his load, emptying his balls into a streak of white that splashed all across the bootylicious boy's asscheeks.

Chef was clearly the less experienced of the trio. He tensed up as his first taker slid himself slowly up his asshole, taking a slow and steady breath. The stranger seemed to sympathize and slow down, but Chef's hesitation didn't last. He started a firm and straight thrust of his hips right back at the anal intrusion, pumping in a predictable but firm ride over his cock. He gave a few soft grunts and sighs now and then, not nearly as curvy or seasoned as Pine at taking a cock. It did make his tight-fitting anus a snug fit that had his first customer cumming quickly inside the slim brunette.

"Thanks. Next please," Chef asked as the cummy cock slid out of his asshole. The second guy in his line didn't even have to lay a hand on him before Chef leaned over, spreading his ass cheeks for him by hand and offering himself up with cum still leaking out.

"Sorry if it's a little tight. That should make it a little easier for you," Chef offered with a calm politeness that was surprisingly charming. It did in fact enter him easier than the first comer, though the extra layer of jizz inside of Chef may have made for better lube. Chef let out a soft, dainty grunt as the guy plowed his way into his butt, finally forcing Chef to let go of his cheeks and lean one arm against the wall. He bit his lip as the long, hard member pushed deep into his ass, head spinning from the rapid pumping until he felt a fresh load of hot jizz shooting off inside him.

To their surprise, Buffy was not only backing up his trash talk but he seemed to be loving it. The masked Thot was already thrusting back and grind-dancing against his first partner when they had barely left the line. He toyed with his hair and winked playfully as he bobbed his naked buns against the quickly hardening dick. He didn't bother using the wall for balance as he suddenly turned and hopped into the air, wrapping his legs around the thick stranger's waist. He adjusted his hips before he thrust his hips straight down on top of his curving erection. Buffy rolled his hips as he let the big man hold his thighs and bounce his ass up and down on his cock. With all the teasing and dancing, not to mention Buffy's own erection bouncing up and down in time with the thrusts, he gushed his first point inside him in no time. Buffy scoffed and hopped off with a flippant toss of his hair.

"That was nothing. Who's next to enjoy the Buffy experience?" he gloated confidently. He crooked a finger to invite over his next taker. Buffy bent all the way over, spreading his legs out wide and raising his ass as he held onto his ankles. He twerked his ass temptingly before bumping it back into the customer's cock. He wasn't the most hung guy but he buried it into Buffy's butt hard enough to nearly take him off his feet. His heavy belly rested on Buffy's hips, and before he could wonder if he had gone too rough Buffy moaned.

"Pull my hair while you're back there," he ordered. The man quickly took him by both of his bushy twintails and pulled on them like handlebars. The masked twink's eyes curled in pleasure as he glanced over at the Pizza Thot team, winking confidently just before he gave a high and girlish moan. The customer came right on cue as Buffy clenched his ass, swallowing up all of his cock and the cum that came with it.

The boys kept at it, but it was clear that Buffy was taking the lead. They kept their scores even but Chef and Pineapple were working up a sweat while Buffy was still prancing, twerking, posing, and clearly going strong. Pineapple's grinding booty was still soft and cushy but he couldn't put the same effort into buttjobbing the fifth guy as he could the first. Chef was practically braced against the wall now, his lean chest and arms holding himself up as he just bent over and offered his ass for the new guys to do all the work against his small but soft figure.

"I guess you pizza punks really aren't totally useless after all," Buffy boasted as he climbed off his latest partner. He gave a playful little shake of his ass, bouncing his cheeks around while tossing splashes of cum onto the floor around him. "But you know you can't compete with a booty like this." Buffy turned around to wink and blow a kiss through his mask at his waiting line of club-goers. They certainly looked happy to see that the contest had gone on longer than expected, letting more and more of them come in for a quickie.

"So else wants the hottest piece of ass at the club?" Buffy cooed.

"Well I'd certainly like to have a go at it!"

A large, strong hand rested on Buffy's shoulder. He looked up in surprise at the huge, moustached man with the slight English accent smiling at him. Buffy glanced down at the nearly foot long erection that was already poking at his ass and swallowed nervously.

"S-sure! Go right ahead, big guy," Buffy replied, trying to hide the nervous crack in his otherwise cocky voice.

"Oh, gladly!" Chadsworth caught Buffy around his thighs and hoisted him off his feet. Buffy barely had the time to gasp before Chad pulled him back down, driving his massive erection straight inside him.

"I... uh... guess Chad's talk with that guy went pretty well," Pineapple panted as he let his next contestant thrust inside him. He turned his attention back to pleasing his next stranger while Chad thrust harder into Buffy's perky ass. The masked and mouthy Thot was grunting rapidly like he was riding on a jackhammer, which wasn't entirely inaccurate compared to being fucked by Chad. His strong hands held Buffy tightly while his rod rammed all the way in and out, overloading Buffy with the intense pleasure of his firmly pounding cock.

"T-take it easy back there," Buffy mewled as Chad just started pumping harder. Buffy's dainty hands braced against the wall and his eyes rolled back as a trickle of drool ran out from behind his mask. The mask itself started sliding down as his whole body shook, barely able to take Chad's intense anal. The spikey mask popped off with one massive wail from Buffy, his tongue hanging out of his pouty lips. His eyes and mouth were open wide enough to show a pair of sharp canines, resembling vampire fangs as his lusty drool poured out between them.

"Mmm, nearly done now!" Chad purred. "Just a few more... minutes."

"M-minutes!?" the unmasked Thot gasped. "No way! Wa-wait! I caaaannnnnn't!!" Buffy wailed as he spasmed wildly, his slim cock spurting his own a messy orgasm on the wall. His eyes rolled back in his head as his whole body shook in Chad's arms, flopping limply back against the beefy Thot's chest. He let out some soft, high-pitched breaths as Chad kept pumping in and out of him.

"No... no way..." Buffy stammered witlessly. "I give up! I can't... EEEP!" Buffy jolted upright as Chad thrust all the way in once more, blasting his cum inside him so deep that it made Buffy's stomach tingle. Chad grunted as he squeezed him tightly.

"Ahh there's a good lad!" Chad huffed before setting Buffy back down. The flashy Thot Wings brat immediately crumbled to the floor, twitching in an orgasmic haze. A roar of cheers came from the crowd as Chad dusted himself off.

"I'm sorry, did I miss something?" he asked as he looked to Pine and Chef for an explanation.

"You did it! You made him give up!" Pine cheered. "We did it! We won! We defended Pizza Thot's honor or something!" He seemed confused and tired, but at least he was happy about it.

"Yea, that wasn't the clearest challenger I've ever heard," Chef admitted as he looked for his pants. "But yea. We did it."

"Oh! Well... wonderful!" Chad said, flashing his pantsless coworkers a wink and a thumbs up. "Then I'm glad you both had a successful night as well."

"So it DID go well with that cute guy you were talking to!" Pineapple noticed happily as he pulled his thong back on.

"Oh yes! I met quite a few lovely gentlemen and took down their numbers. But even more importantly..." Chad slung his arms around Pine and Chef's shoulders and squeezed them tightly. "I had a wonderful day out with my coworkers. I truly feel like we've truly grown closer as men after this time together."

"Yea... thanks," Chef grunted, his aching body practically swallowed up by Chad's brawny arms. "Anytime."

"Yayyyy! I get my Chad hug!" Pineapple noted cheerily, squeezing Chad right back.

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The boys went on clubbing a little while longer, but Buffy left as soon as he had the strength to walk again. He fixed his mask as he slipped out of the club, his pride as sore as the rest of his body. "Stupid Pizza Thot... if it weren't for that big guy I'd have them beat for sure..." He sighed softly and hung his head as he leaned against the wall outside the club. "I'm supposed to be the hottest boi in the biz! I can't believe they won..."

"Who won?"

Buffy looked up in shock, ready to dismiss some random passerby. Instead, he saw a familiar woman. She was on the taller side with candy apple red hair that hung around her ears, drawing the eye to her skull-shaped earrings. She was dressed in some punky attire, giving off a general biker vibe. A studded collar around her neck, a leather jacket with spikes on the shoulders, leather pants and high boots made it clear she was off of work and enjoying some night life of her own. With her as the manager of the Thot Wings, it was clear where the restaurant got its slightly punky, darker edge compared to Pizza Thot. She looked squarely at Buffy, clearly not going anywhere until she got an answer.

“P-Pepper!? What are you doing here?” The club was exclusively for men, but he didn’t know what sort of stuff his manager got into on her own time.

The redhead shrugged her spiky shoulders. “Nothin’. So who won?”

Buffy slumped dejectedly, cracking under the Thot Wings manager’s gaze. “Those Pizza Thot guys. The girly one and the quiet guy.” Pepper raised an eyebrow at Buffy calling anyone girly but kept quiet. “I challenged them to a slut off, but I couldn’t beat them.”

Pepper clicked her tongue in annoyance. “Damn. Too bad. I would’ve loved to shove that in their pizza faces. Well, you win some you lose some.” Buffy raised an eyebrow of his own but didn’t mention that they technically had never “won some” against Pizza Thot. 

“Well you look like you could use a breather. Here.” Pepper reached into her leather jacket and passed him a flier. It depicted some cheery people overly enjoying themselves out on the beach. “Me and the girls were planning a trip to the beach to take some time off. You should tag along. You sure look like you could use a break.”

Buffy took the flier with a puzzled look on his face. “Er… okay. Thanks.” 

“Anytime, Buff.” Pepper popped the collar on her jacket and walked off to carry on with whatever she was up to. Buffy looked back at the flier. It was true that he hadn’t bothered to visit the shore in a long time. He wondered what had gotten into his coworkers to get them so interested in going to the beach all of a sudden.