Beefers Steakhouse Chapter 2: Billy's Big Break (Patreon)

In case you missed it, I did post a Bayonetta vs Palutena sex-off story a minute ago too.

Still lovin’ this place. The cast is weird and fun, and I didn’t know Janine the nerdy cashier was going to be an amazing idiot until I was writing her. 

This is still my take on ACGat’s Pizza Thot (which is based on Thot Burger, true story about a fake idea) with the sex restaurant idea. This chapter focuses around Billy, their shy and scrawny busboy. While I’ve got nothing against people fucking whoever, anyone who’s worried can rest assured this is straight (or lesbian) content. I always say I have one dick in my life and that’s almost too much for me. I just like writing the other kinds of boning (and fighting and whatever) a lot more, so that’s what’ll show up in my stories I do for fun. 

THAT said, Billy is adorable. I was struggling to come up with male employees because the female ones are so much fun to make, so an online friend threw some concepts at me that I pasted together into this shy little dork. He’s a lot harder on himself than anyone else is, so he caves under the slightest peer pressure and absolutely melts under the slightest affection.

I think between these two Beefers stories, I’ve technically introduced everyone, at least in passing. Still look forward to using them more.

When it came to their sexual services, everyone at Beefers was up for grabs. The waitresses were obvious choices, but even Fran the muscled and motherly manager was willing to lend a hand (or mouth, pussy, etc) if the customer asked for it. Even Xyla the dishwasher (and occasional cook) was available, but she barely even talked to anyone to begin with. It was never clear if the lean but curvy girl was listening with her headphones on around the clock, but she did her job well enough. 

Alexa and Billy Hudson punched in together, having carpooled in as usual. The twenty-some brother and sister were the newest employees at Beefers, happily doing their separate jobs around the place. Alexa was the older of the two, and clearly the bigger sister. She was chubby and wobbly all over, from her round belly and hips to her even rounder breasts. The straight-haired girl kept her red locks in two thick twintails that bounced above her wide and wobbly behind. She always had a smile on her face unless she had to hand someone their ass as the restaurant’s unofficial security, so she had ended up as their greeter (and bouncer if it came down to it). She gave a good first impression on what to expect around Beefers; eager, horny girls with lots to grab onto. In her denim skirt that went to her chunky thighs and snug, short-sleeve shirt, she was clearly comfortable with her figure and knew how to put it to good use.

As her little brother, Bill didn’t look a lot like Alexa. He was freckled and scrawny, notably shorter and thinner than his big sister. He was dressed in the usual jeans expected of the employees, but he was most comfortable in his red sweater and work boots that didn’t tend to stay tied for long. His dark hair was short and messy, the faintest hints of red in the coloring when you looked in the right light. His faint freckles spotted his nose and cheeks whenever he wasn’t blushing to blend them together.

Billy was easily the most sheepish member of the staff, and he was glad to take the role of the restaurant’s busboy. The shy boy didn’t get much for requests, and no matter how much his coworkers encouraged him, he felt like he would get shooed away or ignored if he was waiting tables. Most of the customers came for the girls, and after all, they had a massive slab of muscle like Eddie on staff for the people who didn’t.

“Alright, I’ll see you on the floor! You want me to recommend you for anybody today?” Alexa looked at Billy expectantly with her big smiling eyes.

“I’m okay. Really,” Billy assured her. “I’ll just clean up after the rest of you guys.”

“Whatever you say.” She lifted him off the ground with a big hug, burying Billy an inch or so into her doughy chest and tummy. Billy had learned better than to resist his sunny sister’s hugs by now. Her big loud smooch smacked against his cheek before she set him down. Billy wasn’t the type to think of his own sister as sexy, but he had nothing against big girls… and being a fly on the wall with her working at a place like Beefers, he saw her doing all kinds of things with paying customers. It was hard not to get a little hard from her hugs when he’d passed her sitting on a man’s face and teasing him with baby talk.

Billy checked in with Fran before he went about his usual rounds. He lugged cups and dishes back to Xyla, the pale and curvy brunette nodding back at him… or maybe she was just bobbing to her music. Her headphones never came off unless you had something urgent. Even then she didn’t tend to talk to anybody. She used her mouth for more blowjobs than words around the workplace.

Billy cleaned off tables, flashing friendly smiles and muttering a quick “Hi” when they actually thanked or addressed him. A couple hours had gone by when Patty caught him by the arm.

“Hey, Billy,” the busty blonde country girl smiled. “Your sis asked me to letcha know, some folks asked for ya over at table seven.”

“For me?” Billy asked, his hair-trigger blush kicking in on the spot. “Why me?”

“To serve ‘em, dummy,” Patty giggled. “You still remember how, right?”

Billy nodded. It only took one night of training under Patty’s wing to get the basics. He still had the clear mental image of her grinding a man balls deep into her lapdance.

“Yea, I remember. I’ll be right over. I just need to wash up.”

“No problem, lil’ guy,” Patty said with a wink. “I’ll tell ‘em you’ll mosey right over in a few.”

Billy nodded and hurried back to the employee area, washing his hands while he caught his breath. While he did his best not to panic, he saw a tall, dark figure pop up in the mirror behind him that made him jump.

“Hey, Billy!” Janine greeted. She flashed a quick smile before popping a fry in her mouth. Janine was as skinny as Billy, if much taller than him. Her thick, dark hair hung in a straight and careless heap and a pair of thick glasses perched in front of her eyes. Her narrow features carried into her face, which Billy could never quite explain. The black college girl was chatty and cheery (which made her and Alexa into fast friends), but she was still a college student; she would eat anything you put in front of her. If it was truly bizarre, like some of their experimental dishes the staff put together, she’d at least have the dignity to ask for a dollar before she ate it. Billy had no idea where she put it all.

“Oh! Hi, Janine,” Billy sighed as he started to relax.

“Whatcha doin’? Having a heart attack? My uncle had one of those once… he’s fine, though. Turns out it was just gas.” She popped another fry into her mouth. The geeky girl seemed to have a story for everything, especially when it came to video games. They had killed more than a few slow hours talking over them.

“Sort of. I just got asked to serve some customers.”

“Oh chool. Free tipsh,” Janine said around her latest french-fry. She beamed proudly at Billy once she swallowed. “That’s where the real money’s at.”

“Yea, but why would they pick me? Do you think they’re making fun of me?!”

“Nah. It’s cuz you’re cute and shy and girls like that,” Janine said casually.

“I thought you told me girls like confidence.”

“We can like two things at once.” Janine picked up several fries between her fingers and stuffed them all into her mouth. “You gob thish, dube. You’re a shexy fuckboi! Lemme know when you’re on break sho you can chrade me yer Graveler, kay?”

“Yea, ok… thanks, Jan.”

“Hi, and thanks for coming to Beefers,” Billy greeted with a sheepish smile. A pair of women were already seated at his table, looking somewhere in their 30s. “I’m Billy. I got told you were asking for me…”

“Oh he really is so cute!” the one woman gushed. She was a little heavier than the other with straight blonde hair a big, soft breasts filling a low-cut top. Nothing Billy would consider unattractive, for all his self-esteem issues.

“Um... thank you,” Billy answered modestly as he finally got a hold of his notepad. “So what can I get for you two?”

“Well I’m certainly feeling thirsty after meeting you,” the other, fairly fit woman purred. She was tall with dark, lightly curled hair down to her shoulders and right above her firm and gently sloping breasts. “I’ll have a glass of red wine. What about you, Darla?”

“Oh, same for me. Thanks for asking, Carol,” the blonde cougar added. “And thank you, of course handsome!”

“Handsome?” Billy blushed as he questioned her choice of words, and the women just giggled harder.

“Oh you’re such a sweetheart! Don’t let her bother you. You’re doing a very good job already,” Carol assured him as she patted his hand. Billy gave a nervous but genuine smile.

“Thanks, ma’am. I’ll uh… get your drinks and let you think about your meal.”

Billy scurried back to the bar and passed his order slip over the counter. Eddie picked it up and smirked proudly at the small boy.

“Hey! You got a customer! Nice, dude!” The brawny dudebro in a tight t-shirt and overalls uncorked a fresh bottle as he scoped out the table. “Cute ones too. You know what they want with ya yet?”

“What? No… I mean, the wine, I guess,” Billy mumbled.

“I dunno. In my experience, they wanna see some D,” Eddie mused.

“Dude. Refills on the Yuengling.” Jackie rolled up beside Billy and flashed him a grin. The wheelchair-bound and punkish girl slid her tray of empty glasses onto the bar. “So you got a couple bitches of your own, huh? I knew you could do it, you sly little fuck.”

“I’m really not trying to… and they’re not my bitches. Or bitchy at all…” Billy mumbled. Jackie playfully smacked him in the arm.

“I know, doofus. We work at Beefers. Getting laid’s our job. Seriously, though. Knock ‘em dead out there.”

“Yea, and keep blushin’ like that,” Eddie added as he finished pouring. “They’re lovin’ it.”

“Or show off your ass,” Jackie added eagerly. “If even I can show off some ass, you can show some ass.”

“And sneak in a kiss when you’re close.”

“Fuck yea! They love that one!”

“You two are nuts,” Billy muttered as he just took the wineglasses from Eddie. He started to go back to his table when Eddie started to lightly thump his fist on the bar. Jackie quickly joined in by beating on the arms of her wheelchair.

“Billy! Billy! Billy! BILLY!” they chanted together until he went beet red. They only meant well for him, but they always found a way to make him flustered. Even if that did bring him out of his shell a little…

“What was that about?” Carol pried as Billy handed off their drinks.

“Oh, they’re just… happy I got picked. Not that I’m not happy about it. I’m happy to… help. Thank you. Uh, did you know what you wanted to order?”

“Yes. I’ll have The Cowgirl. With the sirloin and the fries. Unless you had any better recommendations, cutie.”

Billy squirmed as he wrote everything down. “Uh, no, ma’am. That’s really… good.” The Cowgirl was a popular “combo” at Beefers. You got your choice of a few basic meals plus whatever you wanted to do with one of the servers (so long as they were comfortable with it, of course).

“Same for me, but with the sweet potato. Thanks, sweetie.” Darla passed back her menu as Billy nodded. Even with his nervousness, his taut erection pressed against his briefs.

“Okay, uh… I’ll put that in for you at the kitchen and be back with your… Cowgirl.”

“Hurry back now,” the blonde customer gently called after him. With his head spinning, Billy did just as they asked; he left their order at the kitchen and returned like a well-trained puppy. Carol only had to pat her lap for him to sit obediently onto her leg.

“So… so with the Cowgirl, you can just sort of… ask for anything you’d like,” he said as he squirmed sheepishly. Carol giggled and squeezed him in a firm hug against her soft body.

“Oh there’s no need to be nervous,” she cooed into his ear. Billy’s blush remained, but he cracked a small smile from her assurance. Carol’s hand slid delicately into his jeans, half-expecting him to jump from how skittish he had been acting. Instead, he instantly relaxed against her as his tension melted away in her warm hand. Carol giggled as the shy but affectionate boy wriggled to get more comfortable in her lap.

While Carol softly played with his slender cock, Darla cupped his chin in her hands and drew him towards her. Billy was almost fluid in his yielding state, staying in Carol’s lap as the brunette pulled him into a kiss. He gave a soft, deep sigh as his lips parted on contact with hers. He not only let her tongue inside his mouth but sent his out to stroke and escort hers. Now that he was in his customers’ grasp, the modest boy wasn’t content to just receive. He wanted to encourage and reward their attention. 

Darla gave a soft, pleased hum as she squeezed his cheeks and kissed him deeper.

“I knew he was a good pick,” Carol purred in his ear. Billy blushed and shivered from the compliment as his small erection bulged in Carol’s subtly stroking hand. He gave a soft mewling noise as he squirmed in her grip, trying to speak up but not willing to part his lips from the brunette. He could only manage a few needy squeaks before he suddenly hopped in Carol’s lap. His cute cock thrust rapidly through her fingers as he came over into and over her hand.

“Ooh! That was fast!” Carol chimed as she traced her fingers around his cummy little cock. “Did that feel good, sweetie?”

Billy just nodded until Darla finally free his lips. “Yes! Thank you,” he panted softly. “I’m sorry if that was too fast for you.”

“It’s okay, dear. It happens to lots of boys,” Carol giggled. While she was consoling him a bit, she really was charmed by his meek enthusiasm. What was more, she was surprised to find that he wasn’t even going soft. He even seemed a little harder than before. He offered her a napkin from the table as he finally gathered the nerve to speak up.

“Is… is it okay if I, um… help you ladies next?” Billy offered, barely mustering the courage to look them in the eyes as his dick kept dripping over one’s hand.

“Oh definitely! What a silly question,” Darla giggled. Billy gave a small, nervous laugh as he shifted under the table. He gave them one last smile before he lifted Darla’s skirt enough to tug at her panties. She got the message well enough and shifted her thighs, letting him tug them down around her ankles. He rested his hands on her legs before thrusting his face between her legs. With a soft moan and some wet, noisy suckling, he set his lips and tongue to the woman’s excited pussy. The sharp gasp and the squeezing of her thighs around his head only encouraged him to continue. Now that he wasn’t being stared at so directly, he at least felt a little more comfortable serving the customers.

As he lapped away at Darla, he reached out for Carol in her chair. He felt her plump thigh before she took his hand and guided it the rest of the way to her groin, already growing warm and wet through her panties. Billy kept his face glued to Darla’s pussy, mixing his saliva with her juices while he glanced up at the blonde customer for approval. Her eyelids lowered a bit in comfort as he massaged her slit, just to tug her panties down as well. He carefully stroked a couple fingers around the outside of her pussy lips before slipping them inside, rubbing slowly up and down. Billy’s finger barely bumped into her clit with the delicacy of a paintbrush and she gave a low grunt, raising her hips in her seat to give him better access to keep going. 

After a minute of that he switched targets, eating out the big blonde while he fingered his saliva around inside the brunette. He was nearly drunk on excitement and the sweet taste of their excited pussies. They tasted like liquid praise for his efforts. The women traded subtle glanced before Carol eased his face out from between her legs. She gently urged up on his cheek and the boy obediently raised his head.

“Could we bring over a bench? There’s something we’d like to try.”

“Yes!” he answered quickly and quietly, but with plenty of eager to please intonation. “Right away.” The boy hurried to the next table and pulled over a longer, wider seat than any of their chairs behind their table.

“What a good boy,” Carol chimed as she stroked his hair. That alone got the young man to shudder again, his body hypersensitive from all the love and attention. “Now could you lie down? We’d like to take a little ride.”

“It IS called a Cowgirl, after all,” Darla added.

Billy pursed his lips and nodded. “Er… yes, ma’am. Anything you want.” He was thankful that they knew what they wanted, making it much easier to take their orders than try to fumble his way through it. He hastily undid his jeans after fumbling with them for a while, finally sliding them off with his boots. His leaking little cock was still rock hard, clearly excited by the two handsy women. With a last swallow he laid on the bench, leaning back on his elbows and batting his eyes quietly at them.

“Your uh… meal is ready,” he offered as best he could. Carol smiled and climbed into his lap, slipping his cock beneath her skirt and right into her pussy. She hummed and started to grind her hips, her big breasts and soft stomach bobbing slowly as she rode his cock. Billy huffed in a rapid, quiet panting as his eyes glazed over, blushing heavier than ever as he watched in her an absolute daze. 

“Lay down please, honey,” Darla instructed as she brushed her fingers through his hair. He relaxed as his arms gave out, melting to any real affection as he stared up at the ceiling. The milfy brunette straddled the bench before sitting down on his face, her curvy ass eclipsing his vision as she planted her pussy over his mouth. Billy didn’t even need to be instructed to start instinctively sucking and kissing at her dripping wet slit, both women riding on either half of his body.

Billy could barely see but he could sense so much. The smell of sex seemed to flood off both women, rewarding his fumbling efforts to please them. His dick was clearly plenty, based on how firmly Carol would slam her heavy hips down on him with a lusty grunt over and over. The faint jiggle of her thighs and ass against his legs just sent additional tingles through his body, and he found himself spurting another orgasm inside her mere seconds into her riding. Same as before, his eager little cock stayed firm as it rubbed against Carol’s swelling clit. His tongue stroked and curled inside Darla, stroking her matching clit. It felt smaller and took some more work for him to find, but he masterfully juggled it between his curling tongue as he scooped more of her delicious juices into his mouth. 

The loudly moaning women ground their hips all over him, enthusiastically riding his dick and face until he felt their legs squeeze around him. Darla shrieked and squirted a rich and sticky orgasm over his lips and neck, pushing her juicy hips hard to pin him down. He just lightly squeezed her ass and buried his face in deeper, licking up her cum like a sweet reward. Carl lasted a bit longer, but the second time she felt his little hardon squirt inside her pussy, she shook violently and howled through a hot, messy squirting orgasm that spilled all over his lap. His hips were still pumping in the aftermath of his own lusty outburst, enough that Carol had to bite her lip and slide off him after a few of his aftershocks.

“Ohhh wow. Easy, baby. I think that’s enough for now,” Carol urged him gently. Billy went on kissing and sucking on Darla until she too climbed off him, leaving the boy staring dreamily at the ceiling once again. His customer’s lusty juices cooled against his mouth and cock as he quietly licked his lips.

“Was… was that alright?” he asked sheepishly. The women broke into wild giggles.

“You really are so silly!” Darla chimed. “You did a very good job.” The overworked Billy smiled wide as his blush returned.

“You were absolutely wonderful,” Carol praised. “I hope the food is half as good as you.”

“Thank you,” he said in a barely audible voice. His mind finally cleared enough to grab for his pants. “Oh! Right! The food! I’m sorry! I’ll get that right away! I hope it’s not too cold!”

The ladies giggled at him again as he hastily redressed and ran for the kitchen. Of course, it was perfectly common for the servers at Beefers to get caught up in satisfying their customers. The meal was waiting in a heated little box, maintaining their freshness until Billy could deliver the dishes. The meek boy hovered around the service area, smiling meekly at customers and frequently checking in on the ladies that he felt had served him as much as them. They were charmed by his cute awkwardness, leaving him a large tip by the time they finished.

“Thank you for eating at Beefers. I hope you come again. Do um… would you like a hug?” Billy offered with a bumbling smile.

“Depends,” Darla said. “Do YOU want a hug?”

Billy nodded rapidly with a goofy grin on his face. Darla laughed and hugged him tightly, the tall woman lifting him completely off his feet with her squeeze. She kissed him on the cheek before setting him down, just for Carol to come in for a hug of her own. She squeezed him into her soft front before pulling him into a tonguey kiss. Billy squirmed excitedly in her grasp as she slid a hand down between them, rubbing the small bulge in his jeans. Billy emitted another soft, shaky sigh as he orgasmed for them one last time.

With them finally gone, he gathered the plates to save himself the time. He cleaned up and headed back into the employee area. He passed off the dished to Xyla, who nodded wordlessly and pointed at the break room.

“Oh. Uh, thanks. I could use a minute to catch my breath.”

The silent brunette gave him a wink and an OK sign before starting to hose down his dishes. Billy dragged his scrawny, weary body into the break room, just to nearly jump out of his boots when the cheers went off.

“WOO! Way to go, Billy boy! You get you some!” Fran, the muscular mom of a manager, started clapping as the rest of the staff joined in. His sister beamed proudly and hopped up and down as she clapped along, and Janine just grinned from ear to ear. Billy finally calmed down as he realized what they were doing. A few of them had open drinks they drank from as if in his honor.

“You guys!” he said with a shy smile. “Come on. It’s not that rare… is it?”

“For you to nut up and fuck a customer? Yea that’s pretty rare,” Jackie said as she wheeled over to him. He braced himself for another smack or punch in the arm, but Eddie patted him on the back instead.

“Saw you workin’ it out there, bro. Nice. Way nice.” Linda nodded quietly behind him, despite her non-plussed expression. Patty had no such issues expressing her feelings as the big blonde grabbed and squeezed him into her mammoth rack.

We saved y’all a lil extra.” The curvy waitress gestured to a plate on one of the breakroom tables. A steak and a tall mug of his favorite soda was steaming and fizzing in wait for him. “Cuz it looks like ya need to stock up on yer protein and other fluids pronto.” 

“Thanks everyone,” Billy chuckled as Patty finally let go of him. “You didn’t have to do all this… seriously, who’s watching the floor? What about the customers?”

“You know what we say ‘round these parts,” Fran said proudly. She jerked a thumb at one of the small, mounted slogans that were hanging on the break room walls: “Fuck the customer” was printed out in cheery text.

“I know,” Billy sighed as he slumped into a chair. “And I do.”