Kentucky Pride Dickin: KFC x Burger King

Colonel Sanders Gets It

Burger King patted the Colonel, "Those are some nice man booty maneuvers, Son... you got me thinking I was in Hooters"

"T-thank you, Your lordship" replied, the Kentuckian. Burger King has some delicious anatomy features, specially his beer belly and his beard that was well-trimmed and it entices the colonel.

Burger King notices Sanders' eyes undressing him and he thinks it's finally time to open up his feelings.

"I has to admit, that dance you just did got me freaking riled up in the pants. So how bout we make some PB&J Jamwich together, huh?"

Despite knowing his cover was blown, Sanders still tried to hide in his closet. "W-W-What are y-you talking about, Burger King sama? Why are you here anyway? shouldn't you be busy making ads about cow farts and shit"

"Look, let's cut to the throbbing chase... you want to kill the clown, I want to kill the clown... together he doesn't stand a chance" the king announced, "Be my super hot business partner"

"Well, I guess the enemy of my enemy is my friend"

Burger King extends a hand of gay acceptance. "Good! But first, Let's fuck to prove that we are in agreement. Nothing personal, Pops, just business" he teased and Colonel happily sealed the deal.

They skipped along merrily, holding hands as they try to find the perfect place for their kinky franchising.

"Now, where can we copulate, Colonel?" inquired the royal.

"Let's do it in the communal showers at the back"  a reply from Sanders.

Soon, they entered the showers, horny. However, bad news, they discovered someone left a massive deuce on the floor and it stank up the whole area. So they made the decision to relocate. That was prestigious Burger King's idea, Sanders doesn't have any problem with it.

After hours of deliberate thinking, They decided to just fuck in the newly installed ball pit that KFC made to attract some kids in this joint.

"Away with thee, Children! You kids had your fun, now it's men's turn!" The Burger emperor shoo'd the kids away, threatening to have their heads cut off by his burger knights, and the playground was theirs for the taking.

Burger King started the groping first for he's the most sexually active. He pinched Sanders' cheeks closer to him and tongue'd his mouth. Colonel Sanders reprimands by ripping the king's robe, unleashing his circular inverted man nipples.

King Burger moaned as Colonel Sanders trailed his stocky neck with his erotic tongue. It travelled passed Burger's Adam's apple and reached his inward nipples, where the KFC man bit it with a little tease, yanking it back outward.

"Ohohoo, you're one aggressive old man, Daddy-O"  proclaimed the horny king while Kentucky Boy here relished on his 1 piece breast meal.

Burger Kind saw the cushion in Sanders' crotch twitch. Grinning, he nut checked the hard bulge. "Schwey! Is my order ready?"

"Whut?"

"You know what I mean, sis" Burger King whispers and massages his partner's aching tent, "The Colonel's Original...."

Colonel Sanders understood it completely, "Oh I see! Order ready for pick up". He pulls his drenched pants down and releases his twitching turd skewer. Dust kicked up as the old dick popped out, swirling around Burger King's face.

The speckles irritated the Burger King's nose and he sneezed at the billionaire penis. The sneeze was contagious, so Sanders' cock sneezed back a facial onto Patty Emperor's forehead too.

"Aw, I came too early!" bellowed the post-coital Colonel Sanders.

"No problemo, Homo" the burger royalty said as he positioned his Kentucky lover around before facing the Kentucky-born ass, "Let your willie take a breather and fuel up, as of the moment I'll take you from behind"

The crowned Burger bend his aged mate over, went ahead and spread Sanders' doublicious sandwich apart. A daddy long leg crawled out its center point. 

"Don't forget the lube, King... lick my bunghole" reminded the Kentucky person.

Burger king painted the anus with KFC's special gravy before licking to mask the disgust, and the ass was now properly lubed with saliva. 

Afterwards, he wrench his breeches off and let the crowd look at his 12 inched, high-in-cholesterol beef roll. It takes two hands to hold it. Then, he directed his burgirth at the white-haired anus yelling, "Prepare the Derriere! Whopper Jr. going in!" before dipping fries into chocolate fondue.

"OOHHHHHH MAH DARLIN'!!!" Colonel Sanders arched his back while his buns got no preservatives meat inserted in his finger licking good asshole. There's nothing like that first bite. This will forever be engraved in his memories. His nape started to hurt for his high blood pressure started to kick in after taking all that fatty richness.

"God this is some tight fuck!" the king popped a vein as his dickhead got crowned with stinky onion ring.

Burger Kin drive through deep inside KFC's famous bowels. He thrusted fast cuz' when you have it your way, it just tastes better. Violently, his kingly pee-pee pulverized Sander's prostate until it was reduced to mashed potatoes. Then his cum rises up his majestic urethra before he showered the colonel's colon with hefty spunk. Completely drained, the cock slid out flaccid with a farmer's tan.