Chapter 1: Introduction
If you enter the seedy femboy hooters you’re greeted by a girly looking bubbly hostess femboy eager to serve you, wearing a crop top and booty shorts showing off that fat femboy ass. “Hiiiii welcome to femboy hooters I’m chad but you can call me “candy” hehe, ooh big party of 5 studs, right this way daddies” said Chad “Candy” Johnson, a slutty girly boy hostess as Femboy Hooters, leading a crew of 5 pervy studs to a table. His huge ass swaying for the pervs as he walked.
Candy winked and batted those big fake eyelashes as he reached the table. "What can I get y'all boys today?" He purred, batting his lashes again, then swishing his hair, and giggling like a bimbo. "Let's see now, what's good here?"
"I'll have the wings," one of the pervs replied.
"Oh, honey, y'all know what they say, 'wings make the boys sing!'" Candy teased. “Now besides the food, any favors us boys can get for ya, like it says on the menu, anything goes here, you pay for it, we’ll give it to ya”
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"Ohh! We'd like to try that 'Private Dancer' special, huh", one of the customers grinned, eyeing Candy.
Candy rolled his eyes playfully. "Okay, Daddy, let's take care of that order first. Wings, and oh, let's see... some of that yummy chicken salad too." He turned around, wiggling his butt a bit more for the guys. "Don't forget to tip your waiter!"
The group chuckled and watched as Candy pranced away with a wink.
Meanwhile Brad “Brandi” Steven’s slobbering all over an old studs cock who had ordered a blow job.
Brandi sucked and slurped noisily, loving how the man grabbed his hair and pulled his head down onto his hard dick. Brandi moaned loudly, causing the other customers to look at him lustfully. The man grabbed Brandi’s hair tightly and started fucking his face. Brandi gagged and choked, but kept going, wanting to please the man.
"Oh God, yes," the man groaned, thrusting deeper into Brandi's mouth.
Meanwhile at the bar, another boy slut Todd “Tonnie” Lewis, was pouring shots into his own bubble butt, then twerking and shaking it up, before farting shots into customers Pervy mouths.
“Wanna try my famous ‘assquirt’ shot, Daddy? I squirt right into your mouth. No hands!” Tonnie giggled, flashing his cute smile. One of the pervs couldn't resist. "Okay, Tonnie, do your thing." He handed over his money, and watched as Tonnie bent over, spreading his cheeks wide open. The sight of Tonnie's tight hole made him hard.
As the night progressed, the place filled up with horny pervs.
Femboys were running around, taking orders while flirting with their guests. Some of the customers couldn't help but stare at their favorite femboys, fantasizing about being alone with them. That's when Chad "Candy" Johnson stepped up to the stage, dressed in a pink cheerleader outfit. Giving a slutty dance, working that butt, eventually he was yanked off stage by some drunk stallions at the bar
who wanted to fuck him. Candy gave a playful pout, followed by a wink, before leaving the stage and heading backstage. "Well, ladies and gentlemen, let's keep the fun alive!" called out the DJ, turning up the music.
this is what typically happened every night. A full house turned into a horde of drunk daddies and suddenly femboys were nothing more than cum dumps.
Candy found himself sandwiched between two muscular bulls, their hot breaths washing over his face. The musky scent of sweat mingled with beer and cologne, making Candy shiver in excitement. He felt their hands roaming all over his body, pulling him closer to their sweaty chests. One of the bulls took Candy's hand and led him behind the bar towards a hidden room.
"Get down on your knees, boy," commanded the bull, locking the door behind them. Candy hesitated for a moment, but the pleading look in the bull's eyes convinced him otherwise. The bull dropped his pants, and what a fucking tube of cock meat, he was about to get soooo bullied.
Candy's eyes widened as he stared at the massive erection, his heart thumping wildly against his chest. He swallowed nervously, trying to muster up the courage to kneel before the beast.
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"Alright, bitch, show me what you got," the bull growled, grabbing Candy's chin and forcing him close to his crotch. Candy gulped, feeling the heat radiating from the giant shaft. He moved closer, reaching out to touch it gently. It was so fucking huge, it almost intimidated him. But he knew he had to please this man. “Daddy your fuckmeat is sooo big, ahhhhhh, look at my throat, so vulnerable”
Candy whimpered as he touched the enormous bulge in front of him. He looked up at the bull, his eyes glistening with fear and arousal. He could already smell the sweaty scent of the bull's unwashed ballsack, which excited him even more.
Candy grasped the thick rod with both hands, stroking it softly. His fingers trembled slightly as he ran them over the veins bulging through the skin. He leaned in, placing a tender kiss on the swollen head. The bull groaned, gripping Candy's hair lightly, guiding him closer.
Candy eagerly accepted the invitation, closing his lips around the bulbous head of the cock. The salty taste of precum filled his mouth, sending waves of excitement coursing through his body. He began to suck gently, swirling his tongue around the sensitive rim.
"That's it, boy," the bull grunted, enjoying the sensation of Candy's warm, wet mouth enveloping his cock. Candy's fingers never stopped moving, caressing the throbbing shaft relentlessly. The bull's cock grew harder under Candy's ministrations, pulsating with need. “Daddy do you never shower? So much nasty tasty smegma”
thought Candy while he continued bobbing up and down on the big bull dick. As he worked his mouth and hands over the massive shaft, he noticed the bull staring at him intently. Candy smiled seductively, brushing his long blonde hair away from his face.
"How does my little bitch like this big dick, huh?" asked the bull gruffly.
"It feels massive, Daddy," Candy gasped, "and it tastes so delicious."
The bull laughed, his booming voice echoing through the small room. “Daddy you’re too niceeeee, bully my throat? Flood your hooter boys tummy”
begged Candy, his eyes gleaming with desire. The bull snorted, his grip tightening on Candy's golden locks. "You want it rough, huh?" he growled, the smell of his sweat becoming intoxicating. Candy nodded vigorously, his saliva dripping down the bull's cock. The bull seized Candy's hair, forcing his head down until his nose pressed against his pubic hairs. Candy cried out in pain, but the humiliation only increased his arousal.
His nose crushed against the bull's hairy ballsack, his tears mixing with drool.
Candy struggled to breathe, his nostrils filled with the fetid odor of sweaty balls. The humiliation only intensified his arousal, and he begged for more. Unable to withstand the torment, Candy gagged, coughing up a mixture of spit and phlegm. The bull didn't stop there. He released Candy's hair, allowing him to breathe, but only to grab his hips and pull him back, forcing his hungry mouth onto his massive cock once more. The vicious cycle of abuse and submission left Candy whimpering and begging for more. Back inside the main room of hooters, it was a horde of smelly studs rampaging every poor little femboy in sight.
The sweet sounds of whipping asscheeks echoed across the walls. It was total chaos. In the middle of the madness, sat Brad “Brandi” Stevens, completely naked, his tiny cock in the tight grip of a huge beefy bear of a man.
"Yeah Brandi, you like that?" taunted the bear, tightening his grip, his monstrous cock hovering directly above Brandi's face. Brandi was breathing heavily, struggling to escape, but the bear had a vise-like grip on Brandi's arms.
The massive, sweaty man held Brandi's head firmly and pushed his throbbing cock toward Brandi's face. Brandi resisted, knowing that if he tasted this monster's cock, he would lose control. He tried to speak, but his words came out garbled.
"No... no, Daddy," Brandi stammered, his eyes pleading. "Please don't make me..."
"Shut up, boy," the bear growled, tightening his grip. Then another 3 monster cocks surrounded him. Brandi brain was gone “fine! Rape me stupid daddies”
Brandi yelled, accepting the inevitable. The crowd roared with approval, and the bear finally allowed Brandi to sit up. They began annihilating him,
passing him around the circle of men like a rag doll. Each man would mount Brandi's mouth, and he would swallow their cock whole. Brandi's throat muscles ached from the relentless pounding, but he couldn't suppress a moan of pleasure. Every time he felt a man ejaculate down his throat, he was reminded of his powerlessness.
Despite the sheer number of men involved, the situation remained oddly intimate. Brandi could sense the intense gaze of each participant as they watched him writhe in agony. Even the most ruthless participants seemed genuinely concerned for his wellbeing. One cock pulled out and another immediately entered and began j