SIDESTORY - Pizza Thot: Up & Personal Pan (Patreon)

It's a double-whammy today, with the re-opening of Pizza Thot followed by a new employee to the restaurant! This one's for m/m fans, as Pan makes his entrance as a brand new member. Interested? Read ahead!

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The reopened Pizza Thot was much bigger than its original location. Not only was the store itself bigger, but more room for customers meant they needed more staff to keep up with the demand. Boss had taken in a bunch of new recruits, which meant that their “menu” of servers offered even more variety for customers to choose from.

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Pan was one of the larger of the thots. He sported a plump belly, broad hips and was a little over six feet tall to give him a generally large figure. He had tanned skin, as evidenced by the paler tan lines around his short shorts and partly exposed belly beneath his long-sleeved shirt. The standard issue visor covered part of his short but scruffy hair, which was a shade of blonde pale enough to be nearly white. Despite his piercing stare, the relatively shy boy kept a scarf wrapped around his face from the tip of his nose down to hanging around his chest. 

The chunky thot scowled at a few other recruits as he went to check his schedule. The other rookies hurried out of his way to give the broad boy his space. 

Pan sighed behind his scarf. In more ways than one, Pan was a big softy. His intimidating size and naturally leering face made him look a lot scarier than he really was, and it was a common problem he ran into. He’d had more than a few times in life where he had to awkwardly explain that he wasn’t bullying someone.

He scanned the monitor that displayed the staff’s hours and assignments, finally spotting his nickname. He had a couple hours of serving guests on the 3rd floor before he went to the quick service booths. Pan sighed again as he shook his head.

“Hey, bro,” a low woman’s voice greeted. The fresh faces gave them even more space as Pan looked over to Grill. The towering, gothic amazon had a similar effect on people, except that she seemed to like it that way. She had grown her dark and curly hair out longer lately, but the sides were still shaved short around her temples and ears.

“Hey, Grill,” he greeted back levelly. “3rd floor duty again.”

“Nice,” Grill said with a nod. “Just means you’re popular.”

“I’d rather be on quick service,” he admitted. “At least then I don’t have to worry about scaring people off from getting too rough with me.”

“Then tell ‘em to,” Grill shrugged. “It ain’t that hard for a big dude like you.”

“I’m not good at being aggro like that,” the thick bottom sighed, slumping his meaty shoulders. “Not on purpose anyway...”

“Eh. Don’t worry about it.”

Grill gave him an encouraging smack on the arm, getting his thick body to jiggle from the firm impact.

“I gotta go on deliveries. You got this, bro.”

The looming goth gave a half-assed wave before she left Pan to his duties. He sighed and adjusted his security scarf before heading out to the floor.

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“Hey, you! What do you want?” Pan demanded of his table. 

He tended to panic when it came to introductions and his latest customers were giving him the usual flinching response. 

“Oh sorry!” one of the three young men answered quickly. “Just two pitchers and a large pizza.”

“And half with peppers, if that’s okay,” his friend added.

“Yea, yea,” Pan agreed more gruffly than intended. He punched their order into his device and sent it off to the kitchen. 

“And you’re in.” 

Pan glanced back at the table, his sharp eyes looking downright ominous.

“What are you lookin’ at, dude?” he intoned sternly.

“Nothin’!” one of his customers corrected. “You’re just like… hot and all. You work out?”

“Nah. I’m just huge.”

Pan’s sigh was almost undetectable behind his scarf, realizing how cocky it must have made him sound. A couple of the boys blushed as he gave a helpless gesture with his electronic notepad.

“Hey, I’m gonna go get your shit, alright? Be right back.”

He groaned to himself as he walked away. He failed to catch how the boys’ gaze followed his broad and bouncing butt all the way to the bar.

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“Alright. I got your beers. Anythin’ else I can help you guys with while the food’s cooking?”

Pan leaned over the table to pass out the beers, letting his soft gut rest on the table while his similarly plump chest bobbed at eye level.

“Well… can we cop a feel?” one of the guys asked cautiously.

Pan’s piercing gaze almost cut him off. In truth, Pan was a huge, horny sub, so he wanted way more than just that from his guests.

“Yea. Go right ahead.”

Pan’s quick compliance surprised his guests as he pulled his shirt off over his head. He kept a hand on his scarf to keep it on for his personal comfort (and just because he liked the look). His plump, marshmallowy body jiggled from top to bottom as he stood there expectantly. His tan lines stood out even more than before with his pale midsection exposed. His smooth bulk bounced out from under his uniform, letting his belly droop over his shorts while his wide manboobs joined the bouncy display. His guests’ eyes lit up as the temptingly chubby boy watched them expectantly.

“So? What are you waiting for?” Pan prompted.

The closest guy finally dared to reach out and get a handful of Pan’s belly. He squeezed the warm and doughy gut. Pan blushed from the groping, but he made no effort to stop his customer’s assertiveness. Seeing no backlash from his fondling, the rest of the table joined in. 

Pan gave a soft moan as one boy started to grope and squeeze his pecs, playing with the round and soft boy boobs while the last of them reached around to grope his butt.

Pan gave a relieved sigh as he turned to give them a better view and more access to his body. The pale, black haired boy feeling up his stomach let his hands roam lower as he started fondling the bulge in Pan’s shorts. The big thot moaned as it promptly stiffened in his grasp.

“Shit, that’s hot,” Pan sighed as the boys worshipped his half-naked body. “Thanks a lot, dudes. I was needing something just like this.”

His hard gaze softened as he gave them a relieved look.

“Seriously, though. Anything else you guys need?”

The dark-haired guy handling his cock eyed up Pan’s chest as he mustered up some courage.

“Well I know you’re a dude… but do you do like… titfucks with those?”

“Oh, dude!” Pan said, a welcoming grin behind his scarf. “I’d freakin’ love to!”

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Despite his bulk and resting bitch face, nothing got Pan off like a bit of humiliation. Kneeling in front of his customer to squeeze his moobs together around his dick really did the trick for turning on the both of them. His plump chest was big enough that he could push them together into a tight bit of cleavage for the customer to hump.  The dark-haired man moaned and buried his hands into Pan’s pale hair, his thighs bumping against the bulky thot’s stomach as he got more into it.

Pan blushed as his smile ran up into his eyes, getting more excited as his customer had his way with him.

“Come on, dude,” he encouraged, kneading his chest to let the rolling fat rub around his cock. “You got this. Fuck the shit outta my tits and cum all over ‘em.”

The surprising dirty talk pushed him over the edge. His customer grunted and gave one more thrust, pushing his balls into Pan’s underboob before nutting over his moobs. The creamy load smeared smoothly across his similarly pale skin as Pan rubbed it in over his chest.

“That’s way better,” Pan sighed contentedly.

“You’re telling me!” the brunette boy laughed. He looked to his fellow guests as they finished off their first mugs of beer.

“You dudes want in?” Pan offered as he stood back up.

The remaining guys traded glances and set down their drinks.

“Yea, if you’re up for it…”

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Pan was soon stripped naked. Even his scarf was tossed aside to leave his mouth open for his customers. He was laid out on his front, his big belly resting on the table as the guests took him from either end. One had sheathed his cock in Pan’s face, pumping inside the wet mouth as his balls patted steadily against Pan’s chin. 

The other customer was behind him, having hotdogged Pan’s booty before spreading his juicy ass cheeks to get inside his asshole. The meaty buns squeezed in from either side to make him an even tighter fit and their constant jiggling added a soft vibration for even more pleasure with each of his thrusts.

Pan’s eyes rolled as he sucked submissively on his customer’s cock. Being used and groped by the boys had his head spinning and much of his cold demeanor melted away as he was spit roasted over the table.

The moaning man behind him moved his groping hands along his server’s hips, exploring Pan’s various folds and curves. His plump belly was worth some squeezing, but his hands roamed down to the bulky boy’s thighs. The customer started stroking Pan’s cock, the thick erection fitting neatly in his hand. As big as his body was, the intimidating thot boi was packing a fairly average endowment. It clearly wasn’t his main appeal anyway as the customers plowed the moaning boy from either side. 

The softly slurping thot broke into an especially intense jiggling as the numerous sources of arousal stacked up and drove him into an uncontrolled orgasm. With a high-pitched whine escaping around his mouthful of dick, Pan jizzed over the tabletop and the underside of his belly as he broke into a wobbling hump.

“Ohmiguhd,” the chunky boi gurgled as he drooled over his customer’s cock. His eyes rolled up to look pleadingly up at his customer as he pursed his lips around his shaft.

The squeezing of Pan’s mouth and tongue brought him to his own orgasm, muffling his moaning as the cock swelled and shot down his yielding throat. Pan was still greedily gulping down his seed as his shaking and jiggling booty finished milking the cock behind him. 

The hung young man rammed against Pan’s butt over and over, pounding his ass as his hips slapped against his thick buns. The hot jizz squirted through his bowels, getting Pan’s asshole to clench around it and give his customer’s dick one final, affectionate squeeze before letting him pull out. The twitching erection spat out a few more thick globs that ran down his well-rounded cheeks.

“Oh that’s the good shit,” Pan sighed as he slumped against the table. He dragged himself back off the table and pulled a few of the sanitary wipes from the dispenser that was left on each table.

“Here ya go. Just might not want to eat off that spot for a bit,” Pan offered as he cleaned off his own messy orgasm. 

The boys gave him a few more fond gropes as he cleaned up and tossed his scarf and shorts back on. His device beeped from his pocket, alerting him that their food was ready.

“Alright, be right back with your pizza. Don’t go nowhere, ya hear me?”

His guests agreed as they overlooked his false flag of a threat, having seen his true colors. Pan smiled to himself, glad to find that people could still look past his gruff appearance to find the horny softy he was deep down. Or at least a few inches inside…

The sizable dumbwaiter was waiting for him at the usual spot, acting as a mini elevator to send food from the kitchen to the upper floors. He scooped it up and started back towards his table when Boss flagged him down.

“Hey, Pan. Whenever you’re done with that table, can you cover the quick service booths?” she pried. “Our noon to four coverage got tangled up with an orgy order.”

Pan shrugged the arm that wasn’t carrying his pizza.

“Fine by me,” he admitted. He had been looking forward to it earlier, even if he was starting to build some confidence about his performance as a server. He decided he could use a break from the actual waiting part of the job anyway.

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He was less inclined to think so after his third hour in the booth when he’d taken eight different cocks of various sizes. His plump ass was left hanging out of the adjustable wall, and his glaring face wasn’t able to put anyone off when it was behind a barrier. Customers flocked to his extra thick and doughy bottom until he was leaking cum all over his dick, ass and thighs.

It was just as well that people couldn’t see Pan’s actual face as his eyes were rolled back in his head. He drooled mindlessly as he hung there, slumped against the supporting desk beneath his arms. He was fucked silly by the marathon of dicks he’d just taken, his chubby booty left out in the open just waiting for more cock.