When the Uber slowly creeps upon the building that rests in a rather shaded area, and it is very unassuming but not very welcoming either. As Oof steps out the rather ugly 7ft tall German chick's fiat, he peeps Pepsi's car resting in the car park.
'So he is actually here', Oof thinks to himself just as Pepsi appears through the steel door, with a muker shirt almost painted to his body with how tight it is. Such a beautifully crafted body wrapped in an exquisite looking body, Oof was wondering how he long he would last being around him. And, if that wasn't enough to derail Oof's concentration, Gluc is standing right behind Pepsi. The man may small in stature but he exudes dom energy. The want to kneel to such an iron ab'd God seemed as right as breathing, even if Oof was holding his breathe. Who does Oof want first? The Belgian to terrorize his butthole like the brussel bombings, or have be dominated and face every inch of Gluc down his throat? But, he hustled inside to find a very comfortable gentleman's club atmosphere with a few cameras placed in he upper corners & walls.
"I didn't want the feeling that comes with the usual porn studio. It reeks of poor. I don't do poor", says Pepsi sounding extremely European per usual. He had some uncommonly known alcohol in a small whiskey glass resting between 3 fingers. From the smell alone, it could have made an Irish man pissed. AND YET, Pepsi stood there without a falter in his step or a slur of speech. Oof looked around and found no strange fruit hanging around,
"Wallahi Pepsi, where are all the traps?"
"Oh, I had a better idea and felt they were unnecessary to my plans", Pepsi said as he took another sip of what we'll know call the Devil's Drink. Whatever was in that drink was bringing out something dark in Pepsi. It was not making him meaner by any means, just much more imposing than he would normally ever be.
"I suggest you hurry because this is a fucking Stag party at the moment, mate", Oof said before he looked back to Pepsi. Without a second to understand what was happening, Oof shoved down to his knees . In one swift motion, Pepsi had set down his glass, brought his hands to his buds shoulders and brought him mouth level to his crotch. "Oof, be a kind fellow and unzip me. You took too long to arrive so I couldn't let myself grow in your mouth as I had wanted"
Being the snarky little shit Oof is, he would normally have some sort of retort to a situation like this. The man generally has no fucks to give on a good day, so speaking his mind was never a problem. But, thing is there was no want to stop Pepsi. Nothing in Oof's mind told him it was wrong to unzip Pepsi's trousers; nothing was screaming stop as he parted the opening of pepsi's underwear; and there was nothing screaming no as he greedily licked the head of Pepsi's thick cock. The only thing that was in Oof's head was the taste of Pepsi's cock. Unexpectedly, there was a hard push on the back of his skull. Tears welling up in his pretty emerald eyes as they look up into the face of the animal Pepsi had turned into. Prettier than any emerald he ever discovered on his ventures, Pepsi wanted to watch them cry. So with pepsi's hands were on either side of Oof's head, he smiled down at Oof the smile of a true demon. However, there was another concern: what Oof felt was a push, not a pull. Pulling away from a quick second, he looked behind himself to see Gluc standing behind him . With enough force to damn near snap his neck, Pepsi straightened his little sluts neck out and forced himself down his throat. Gluc kept a steady pressure on the back of Oof's head as Pepsi skull fucked him. Gagging and coughing, gluc knew it'd be a party foul to throw up so he took it as well as he could. Pepsi was a complete monster , however. He would back up enough for Oof to catch a quick breath every few strokes. He released after Gluc grabbed that little floof of hair on Oof's head to bend his back a bit, so Oof's body would be still facing pepsi as his throat was open for Gluc's dick. Oof's nose was the most perfect resting place for Gluc's balls.
