Gold Tier Story - Hooters Boy with Extra Sauce (Patreon)

Things had gone awry in Bay’s budget, so far awry that he had to take an extra job at the local Femboy Hooters. He wasn’t in his early twenties anymore and the outfit that he had worn at the end of his teens was a much more snug fit than before. Those sexy little boyshorts that wrapped around his luscious butt were now more filled with his heart shaped tush than before, it was a little bit of a confidence boost to see that he was still getting looks and tush smacks with the clientele though. They didn’t know he was quickly nearing his twenty-seventh birthday, or if they did they simply didn’t care enough to make note of it. 

He had only been working here for a couple weeks but it felt right at home and had already ingratiated himself with the kitchen staff. His orders were coming out piping hot and fresh and on time and his tables were paying out nicely. He reasoned that this little financial kerfuffle he’d gotten himself in would be over and done with in a few weeks, but maybe he’d stick it out for another couple months just to be safe.. and he kind of enjoyed the attention from his guests.

He was on his way to the next table that the hostess had set him up with, a party of three at lunch service could be a nice little payout table. It wasn’t until he saw a pair of gleaming eyes that he felt a drop of sweat form upon his brow, he could tell the mischievous aura from a mile away and unfortunately his duty as a waitress made him bee-line in their direction. Dropping his usual flirty demeanor and chipper femboy teehee attitude, his hands rested on his hips as he got to their table with an accusing glare. “Okay what do you two want?” 

“Us?” Sherri said, her fingers touching just over her sapphire necklace, aghast at the implication of accusation. “We just desire hot wings!” 

“Uh.. huh..” Bay’s voice spoke with an air of doubt, mentally tapping that X-button again and again to get to the next cutscene of dialogue. “Just hot wings..”

“Well hot wings with extra sauce!” Claire chimed in, licking at her lips and wiggling her eyebrows, “Maybe some Spinach Dip..” Her mind casually meandered towards actual food instead of simply horny inuendo, “

“In all fairness,” A voice that was as silken as the Hooter’s Milkshakes drew upon Bay’s ears, his heart fluttering as a hand caressed along his hip. “We are actually looking forward to those famous Thot Wings..” It was Ellie, the milfy mommaphant that often kept Sherri in line, which given Sherri’s shenanigans was more than a full time job! 

“Oh, okay..” Bay said with almost a dreamy voice, his thighs shifting slightly from how tightly those shorts were fitting now, his boycock starting to push against the interior denim. “Well, what can I get you girls?”

Ellie gave a slight chuckle as she leaned back in her seat with a wood straining creak, “Well we’re definitely here for your Special Thot Wings, two orders please.”

“With extra sauce!” Claire chimed in once again, “And.. the Spinach Dip.”

“We uh, don’t have that.” Bay said with an ear twitch and a slight bit of snark to his voice, how dare she not know the menu inside and out. “So we have two orders of Thot Wings,” He cut Claire off with a snippy, “With extra sauce, what else?”

Lips pursed on Claire’s face, contorting her expression slightly as she glanced at the menu, “Mozarella Sticks then.” She said flatly, not disappointed but definitely missing that iconic appetizer of choice.

“Oooh, buffalo shrimp.. and fried pickles, and-“ Sherri was suddenly shot a look by Ellie, the Mommaphant’s gaze toning down Sherri’s ordering excitement. “..Those should be fine.” Ellie nodded in Bay’s direction and the raccoonboy felt a subtle twinge of sassy validation. Yeah, put that little Sherri in her place, Momma Ellie! 

“So two orders of wings, extra sauce, mozzarella sticks,  buffalo shrimp, fried pickles..” Glancing at the order Bay was automatically tabulating potential tip payout, “Any drinks?” Bay’s ears folded back as he was barraged by the various drinks, but scribbled them down, as long as he got the drinks right it didn’t matter, the table could figure it out when he brought them over. 

In the hustle and bustle of a busy lunch rush Bay didn’t even have time to flirt with Ellie as he passed by, dropping off drinks and rushing right back to the counter to pick up orders from a nearby table. Time seemed like a blur and when he finally got the medley of appetizers he realized he hadn’t taken their order for entrees yet! He practically skittered towards the table, unloading the crunchy mix of snackable items. “Alright.. Buffalo Wings, Buffalo Shrimp, Mozzarella Sticks, Fried Pickles.” He said with a cheery smile hoping that they hadn’t been waiting too long for him to take their entrée order.

There was a slight clicking sound, Bay didn’t pay attention to it at first, “Bay.” Claire said in a way that made him twitch, “We ordered our wings with extra sauce, you didn’t forget did you?” He blinked and looked over to the twin plate of wings, one of which was now being taken into Ellie’s hand as she watched with a bemused grin.

“But..” Bay gestured to the multiple dipping cups of ranch when suddenly the collar around his throat gave an insistent tug. “I.. I brought you extra ranch.” His eyes widened, Sherri was shimmying her hips and revealing Claire’s thick loving thighs and her plump full pussy between. “Dammit, Claire!” He felt a poke against his throat and his ears suddenly perked, he could feel warmth against the spot on his neck and droplets of sweat starting to form in his brow.

Bay tried to move away from the incoming scene but the collar had kept his body still, Claire’s fingers gripped the lead with the leather wrapped tightly around her grasp. In a brief moment he was pulled in to their tryst with his boyshorts suddenly moistened with the warmth of Sherri’s pussy pressing against them. His ears flopped back and his eyes turned into a glare as the pair of girls held him captive, Sherri’s legs bent backwards with her heels locking around his thighs. “Don’t think you can get out of this one, it’s a Mally special,” Claire’s voice was silken in her demands and immediately Bay felt his heart skip a beat, “You can already feel it working.. can’t you? Those poor balls.. so full..” 

She was absolutely right, his voice giving a high pitched whimper, like a horny little sheep. He had to jerk himself every morning to have any kind of sensibility during the day, with all those musky cocked mommies that sauntered around the restaurant hall it was a miracle he wasn’t face deep between their thighs worshipping their fat sweaty dicks for hours on end. Cumming almost four times in the morning was the only defense he had against them, sheer utter sexual exhaustion. But now, some little trick that Mally had concocted was now flooding through his bloodstream, dividing, multiplying, rushing through him and making his heart beat while his balls suddenly sang tales of how full of cum they were.

“I don’t really have a choice do I..?” Bay muttered hotly, trying to ignore the hot wet pussy mound that was drooling against him and the way his cock was reacting to it. The length of his bulge pushing against the interior of his shorts as his nostrils flared with the jubilant scent, “Jeesh.. why do you guys always make it so hard to love you..?” With that he unzipped his shorts, showing off the erect length but unbeknownst to them he was wearing some extra flair to his uniform, a silicone cylinder impaling his tight little ass, something about making it easier for the femme clientele to enjoy his tight little hole. 

His dick began to slide against Sherri’s pussy, her juices spilling all over his already brimming hard cock. Bay felt his heart surge with excitement, his breathing growing short and exasperated as he started to slide his slickened shaft between the pair of pussy mounds that was presented to him. “Nnh.. Which to stuff first..” 

Before Sherri could be greedy, Claire’s fingers began to spread those juicy cheeks, Sherri’s thighs on display with her deep sapphire blue cunt being offered up. “Sherri first.” Claire sneered, her finger sliding along the outer lip of Sherri’s juicy twat, Bay’s nostrils flaring at the sight and his hips drawn towards the guided pussy mound, he took a deep cautious breath, the tip of his length squishing against her coveted blue slit as he gave a shuddering groan.

His hips moved of their own accord, slowly dragging along the inside of Sherri’s tight blue walls, grinding against her and letting the tip of his length push against her inner depths stimulating the doggirl’s voice to give out lurid moans as he connected deep inside her body. He could feel her legs wrapping around him from behind, his eyes glancing over to see Claire watching the scene and both of the girls slowly taking to one another in a kiss. The wet sounds of their tongues maneuvering along each other made him envious of their lustful display in all the ways he could imagine. 

He wanted to be in Sherri’s position, being fucked from behind and bred by some handsome stud while being kissed and tenderly doted on from the front by a loving skunkette. Such thoughts only made his cock throb even harder as he moved his hips. He watched them with pure lustful envy, his tongue slightly moving as if mirroring the tongues of Claire and Sherri that twinned and rolled together, their eyes focused upon one another. If it weren’t for the fact that his cock was hard enough to burst at the seams he would have made a fuss, a tantrum to end all bratty boi tantrums, but his balls were so full that he simply couldn’t stop out of fear that they might not be able to unload that overwhelmingly large nut that was building up inside him. 

“Sh.. Sthop..” Bay gave pause, his thighs needed a moment of respite anyways but he looked over to see Sherri with heart pupil eyes gazing up at Claire, “It’s her turn now..” 

“You know, I’m not just some sex toy you two can use at your leisure.” Bay glowered, but they were too busy with one another, Sherri and Claire squishing their breasts together, resuming their kiss as their hips moved. Bay glowered at the scene but dutifully leaned his body forwards at the jingling tug of leash and collar around his neck. Claire’s pussy was just as warm as Sherri’s, her thicker body with a bit more cushion allowed for his hips to rebound against her with a softer clap. His already pussy juice soaked cock slid in easily to her snatch, and he simply resumed his pace much to Claire’s squirming surprise. If they were going to treat him like a voyeur to their sapphic breeding party then he wasn’t going to be gentle! 

Although much to his dismay, the rougher pounding of his hips seemed to be exactly what Claire wanted, her moans contorted with Sherri’s tongue as the pair kissed and rolled their bodies together, Bay could feel the juice dribbling twat from Sherri smearing against his abdomen as he thrust inside Claire, both of their bodies grinding and dragging together as he rolled his hips with as much strength as he could muster. 

“Keep going,” A sweet and gentle voice tugged at his ears and heartstrings, he glanced over, it was Ellie and the mommaphant was watching intently while nibbling on one of the hot wings. Her eyes focused on him as her lips wrapped around one of the drumsticks, his ears perked, he was moving still.. albeit a bit slower, a bit more intent with his thrusts as he stared with bated breath until Ellie pulled that drumstick free from her lips devoid of all meat. His cock gave a throbbing twitch of excitement, his jaw agape slightly as he began to ram his hips as hard as he could into Claire’s snatch. Messily squelching her femjuices out from the sheer girth of his still swelling cock. 

His body was wrought with ecstasy, his nostrils flaring as the bulge at the base of his cock started to swell, he couldn’t hold back much longer. His ears folded back as he continued to rock his hips forwards, deeply penetrating Claire’s pussy with each thrust pushing against her cervix. “Guys.. Guys..” Bay moaned out, “I’m.. I’m about to…” He gulped down his throat, wondering which of them wanted his load. 

“Me first!” Sherri moaned demandingly, her ankles locking around his thighs and keeping him deep inside her, not that she had to really try that hard to incentivize his cock, the rush of orgasm that flowed through him swirled throughout his body. Winding like a roller coaster that teased his ears down his mouth and throat, flowing through his swelling chest and looping to the base of his cock that suddenly ejaculated. The amount of cum that his balls produced for this load was anything but normal, he felt a quivering bliss that the rushed through tip of his cumslit, normally a short burst, but now it felt unending, like he was finally releasing himself after waiting back of a line in the train station. 

As vulgar as it was, Bay stood there, moaning with his mouth open and tongue curled inwards, cumming and holding onto Sherri’s hips while his ankles were in the air and toes strained to balance his body. But he couldn’t stop the flow, his hips jolted, pushing his dick slightly against Sherri’s spasgripping inner walls, his jaw agape as cum continued to stream from his cumslit. “Oooh.. Look at him go!” Claire moaned into Sherri’s ear, claws seizing the flesh of her plump buttcheeks as the doggirl trembled and whined while his cock flooded her womb with thick viscous raccoon cum. 

His poor cock was throbbing, they weren’t satisfied with just a simple orgasm, the way they held onto him, yanked him back, his still tender twitching cum leaking rod squishing into Claire’s pussy as the skunkette gave a satisfied crooning moan. The pressure that welled up in him already now resurfaced and he felt the tightness around his throat contracting, his eyes rolling in the back of his head as his cock strained and throbbed with a mixture of pleasure and refusal to offer up more cum than it had already delivered.. “Nnghh.. You.. Bitch!” Bay moaned with a helpless high pitched whimper, “Here’s your extra sauce!” He came hard.

So hard that it almost hurt. His balls straining, already spent but helplessly obeying the pleasure the nerve endings that surrounded his cock that screamed for release. His quivering hips humped forwards, pounding his dick roughly into Claire, trying to punish the greedy skunkslut for her lack of concern for his cock and balls, his knot dipping past into her quim and mashing his hips messily against her, smearing the cum that glugged from Sherri’s gaping cunt, mixing it into Claire, knowing full well that both girls were moaning and crooning with one another, hands and fingers romantically clasped between each other as he begrudgingly offered his seed to breed them both. 

Bay was utterly spent, his cock twitching with the last remnants of his cum dripping between Sherri and Clarie’s thighs, his heart was pounding none the less when suddenly he felt the touch of silken smooth fingertips dragging through his fur. A tingle rolled along his spine, the plug that had kept his little tight hole ready for the clientele that preferred him bent forwards was given a tug. Bay’s eyes widened and his tail suddenly shot up, the force of her grip pulling against the silicone toy as he let out a girlish squeal, “My turn..” A smooth motherly voice whispered to him from behind..