This is a fictional story about fictional characters from an British Soap called "EASTENDERS". The characters are Grant and Phil Mitchell..(Grant hasnt been on the show for quite some time. and Phil you rarely see nowadays)... the bald hunky guys that make me drool evertime
My story itself does not by any means reflect the sexual preference of the characters, nor the actors who played these characters so wonderfully.
I hope you enjoy this story...
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The Mitchell Boys (2)
Later when I arose, Tony was up and moving about his small flat. I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around him, kissing his neck.
"Hey baby. What cha doin?" "Tryin to find something to eat" "Fuck that lets go out and find food"
So I showered got dressed and we went out. We went to this little eatery that had sandwiches and ate there. While sitting there chatting. In walked the skank Bianca and her boyfriend Ricky. Tony said hi to Ricky.
"Hey Ricky. This is a friend of mine Orli, from the states." I reached over to shake Ricky's hand.
"How ya doin' there bud"
Bianca looking at me with contempt. "Hey Ricky" Tony said. "Would you mind looking at my car tomorrow?" He asked.
It' makin' a funny noise" "Sure" Ricky responded "Cheers mate" Was the response.
When we finished I stated that we should pass by the Vic. I could use a drink. As we walked out. I mentioned that Ricky looked to be the `pussy whipped' type. "I bet if I got him drunk, I could fuck him." I said matter of factly.
We got to the Vic. And there was Grant behind the bar. He was wearing a black t-shirt that clung to his big body. His beefy arms reaching over the counter as he talked to a customer. I couldn't see below but planed to do so.
"What do you want Tony?" I asked. "I'm buying" "Beer's fine". "Okay then 2 Beers" trying to say it in a witty accent. I pulled up to the bar.
"Hey big boy, 2 beers please." "Ain't seen you `round here before" He said. "I'm a friend of Tony's from the U.S." "You do know he's, well you know?" Grant questioned.
"Oh you mean queer." I exclaimed. "Who do you think taught him handsome." "Now can I get those beers sweetie" He sneered at me as he turned to get them.
`God I'm a bitch' I thought to myself. As he walked away, I looked at his ass. It was a dream, trapped in a pair of semi tight jeans. Swaying as he moved. A moment later he turned around. I could see his big pole pressed tightly in those poor jeans, a nice bulge protruding from his crotch. I licked my lips as he came toward me. He placed the beers in front of me. I placed the money in front of him on the counter. He had seen me looking at his crotch so he didn't want to get to close. He looked afraid I might jump over the bar to attack him. Of course the thought did cross my mind. "Nice" was all I said and walked away. Several people looking at me in awe, somehow shocked that I was so straight forward with this man. Had Tony not warned me of this monster I was tempting fate with' I couldn't care less. I was intent oh showing everyone who and what I wanted. Tony looked at me and shook his head.
"Are you bloody crazy. He could have ripped you bloody head off" "You need not worry about me there Tony, I've dealt with bigger guys than that before." "Guys like that are so scared of what people might think of them if they hit us Faggots" "If I were a straight man. It would have been different" "You Brits have so much to learn" I kept looking at Grant whenever I had the chance. "Believe you me Tony, before I leave here. He's mine" "I doubt that." Tony exclaimed.
The following day after yet another night of my fucking Tony we woke up a knock on the door. Tony opened. It was Ricky. "Hey Tony, bring the car around `bout 11. Phil won't be there then." "Kay'" Tony responded.
"Why do you have to wait til' Phil leaves I asked." "He's just like his brother Grant. A total jerk" He continued.
"But he may be meaner cause' his wife Kathy just left him because he has a drinking problem" "Is he as hot?" I asked.
"He's actually smaller than Grant. But Grant got huge from his time in the army" "Well I think I'll take a walk Tony. I'll see you later. Hey where is this auto shop. So I can meet you there later" He told me and I got ready and left. I wanted to see this Phil Mitchell for myself. I walked around for a bit, bought a Liter of Stoli, just in case. Noticing how boring this town was. Then I got to the shop. I could see someone working under a car. Thinking it was Ricky I glance toward his crotch to see if it pleased me. I couldn't tell what was going on under there because of his position. Then he shifted pulling one leg up and forcing the crotch to tighten up. What I saw frightened me. There was a huge lump of meat pressed tightly in the crotch. It was enormous, yet wasn't even hard yet. I crouched down next to him. I heard a voice.
"Can I help you" I reached over and groped the huge lump. It was too big for my hand.
"Damn Ricky, you're a lot bigger than.." I started to say. "What the f..." The man yelled. "Get the frick off me ya puff"
I realized that this may not be Ricky. The voice was too gravelly. He pulled himself out from under the car. As he did the crotch bunched up and pressed deeper at his groin. The huge balls outlined in there confined space. He crawled out from beneath. And I was staring at an about 5'9'' bald man with facial hair. He looked at me furiously.
"OOOps sorry buddy. Thought you were Ricky" Then as my mind assessed at who it was, it was Phil, Grant's brother.
"Oh you must be Phil then. Hey there handsome." I said matter of factly. He looked like he was gonna hit me when I pulled my trump card.
"Look, buddy I'm really sorry I mistook you for Ricky. Look to set things right lets have a drink." That definitely worked. "So who the hell are you, ya puff?" "My name is Orli. I'm a friend of Tony's from America."
"You did know that Ricky is married didn't ya?" "Yeah I met the Bitch" He laughed a bit. Cause he couldn't stand her either. "Look I said. I'm gay and I saw something I liked. So I was more than willing to try." I took a drink then passed it to him. He also took one.
"You guys from the states are ballsy, I'll say that for ya." "I heard that your wife left you. Sorry to hear that." "Yeah, she took ma kid". He instinctively rubbed his crotch. I could see the big cock twitch in his hand.
`He must be in need of some hole to fuck'. I thought.
"Well if you ask me, she's a dumb ass." He giggled a bit more as he swallowed more drink. "Why would she want to leave a good looking guy like you" Phil looked at me quizzically for a moment then hit another drink.
"Its cause she thinks I've got a drinkin' problem." "Aww what a drink now and then." As I said that I looked over his shoulder to see an already opened bottle of booze on the desk. And it was half empty. I decided it was now or never.
"Hey Where's Ricky?" I asked. "I sent him on an errand. Hell he won't be back for a couple of hours." He continued. His voice slurring as he took yet another big swallow. "So when did your wife leave you?" "'Bout a month or so" I was so bold now. "So have you been getting any?" "Any Wha?" He responded. "Don't tell me that a stud such as yourself hasn't gotten laid, at least to teach the Bitch wife of yours a lesson". "Huh?" was his best response.
"Phil you need to go and have some sex or something otherwise your balls will explode." "But I luv ma wif" he said. "Fucked her". I shouted. "You need to stuff some lucky whore full of this big fucking club you got"
With that I reach over and groped his cock again. He looked at me rather stupefied more than with anger at that moment. I got up and closed the door. I came back to him and crouched in between his legs. He had a dizzy look on his face. He had a half smile, half grimace on his face when he grabbed my head and shoved it into his crotch.
"Okay ya puff. Suk ma Dik... Nowww"
I took that as my que. I chewed on his big bone through the rough over alls. They stunk of oil and cum. I slathered his tool through the pants, reached up and started to unzip them. He had a tank top on underneath. I finished unzipping when the smell hit me, the smell of day old cum and man sweat. He apparently hadn't bathed this morning. I wasn't going to let that stop me though. He had on a pair on sweat shorts underneath. They were stained and still damp from him probably jerking off earlier. I pulled down the overalls and his huge slab of dick was hanging out fro the bottom of his shorts, the thick head twitching on his furry leg. On the other legs was a massive lump that had to be his balls. I wasted no time. I buried my head in his stinking crotch, his funk sending me into orbit. I started to chew on the thickening shaft. It was so fucking thick. But I had to have it. I chewed on the shaft, moving down toward the enlarging head. I had to get it in my mouth before it became too big. I licked at the head and it flared up and thickened. I opened my mouth and took the fat head inside.
"Aww, Fuk" He mumbled. I grabbed at the base of his shaft and tried to swallow the ever growing sword, the thick head bumping the back of my throat, bloating even more. I took a deep breath and impaled it down my throat. I gagged for a moment as it hit my esophagus.
Again he mumbled. "Aawwww Fuuuk". He gripped my head and started to pump his huge shaft into my belly. I slurped and sucked for all I was worth. "Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh" Then his whole shaft thickened even more, my throat constricting to try and hold it in. but the thing kept getting bigger and bigger. I began to choke from its immense size.
"Tak it pufffff" he yelled. I was able to break free of his grip and dislodge the giant salami that was crammed down my throat. I began to hack and cough as it slipped out of my straining mouth. My jaw was aching at that point. I looked at the thing's size. I was truely gigantic. 9 1/2 inches long but very thick. He tried to pull me back on his shaft, the bloated head bumping the back of my mouth.
"It's too fucking big you idiot" I yelled. Batting it away. His massive balls had slipped out of the shorts now. So I decided to target them. I pulled them out and started to chew on them. But like his shaft they were also massive, each one the size of a lemon. But I licked at them anyways. Then I was able to get just one in my mouth. But it was so big I couldn't do much else but drool on it. He liked the feeling though. My hot wet mouth surrounding his baby maker. He gripped my head again, rubbing those large orbs all over my face and in my mouth. Then he pressed his dick against my face.
"Cum on finish, damn it" He wanted me to suck n his dick again. "No" I yelled. That's when he got rough. He grabbed me and slammed me down on the hood of the car, reached around, and undid my pants pulling down hard on them, almost tearing them off. He shoved them down my legs. All the while I tried to fight him. But he was running on the rush of adrenaline that hit him. He yanked down my shorts. And without warning took the bottle he had been sucking on and shoved the mouth of it up my ass.
"Take this" He yelled. He stuck his fat finger up there as well and proceeded to pour the remaining liquor into my ass. It burned inside. I squealed. He kept fucking me with the tip of the bottle. I kept feeling the edge of the thicker portion bumping my ass. For a moment I thought that this would be okay. I could handle this as long as he didn't push the thicker end in. I looked back to see him spit on his cock though. He began to tug on the engorged head. Precum leaking out the tip. But he just kept sliding his hand along the massive length. Then he pulled out the bottle. Took a drink and tossed the empty away. Then he yelled.
"Take this you fukkin puffff" He had reared up and slammed his huge dick up into my gapping dripping ass. He tore right through the sphincter. I screamed blue bloody murder. The pain was unreal. It was like broken glass tearing through my ass. I desperately tried to pull away, clawing at the hood of the car. But he held me down. Pulled outward then slammed back down. I could feel the large head brutally slam into my prostate. Then he climbed up and gunned me. Pile driving that gigantic pole into me repeatedly. My ass felt like hamburger. He pummeled my ravaged butt for a good 10 minutes, his giant balls hitting mine with every blow. Not stopping or slowing down. I was crying, the tears running down my face. I kept waiting for the familiar pain to subside as it normally does. But it didn' t. It felt like my ass was on fire. Then he started to grunt and pant shifting himself around me, trying to dig deeper into my ass. He was like a rutting bull. Then his huge cock head expanded, getting bigger, pulling at my ass walls. He shoved down, bashed into my prostate and exploded.
"AAAAARRGGGHHH. AAWWWWW. SHIT.. ARRGH , Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh."
He kept bellowing as he flooded my broken insides. But it seemed to go on forever. The hot scalding fluid kept erupting into me. I lost count after 10. It was an endless flow of cum that flowed like rivers over by battered balls and my softening cock, down my legs into my pants. Then he climbed off and buried his face in my ass eating at the gapping hole, digging his tongue up my chute. Then turned me around and shoved his softening dick in my mouth. It was still oozing long ribbons of his spent seed, then kept oozing down my throat. I didn't think anyone could have this much cum. Then he pulled me up and crammed his tongue into my mouth. And unloaded the goo he took out of my ass.
"That's some good shit. Isn't it" He said. ...
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ to be continued Orlirz