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Honky Tonkin' 'Round the townBlitz Boar was bored and getting drunk. He was feeling very horny. ?Hell...I'd screw a snake if you'd hold its head?, he mumbled. It was clear he was sinking into one of his usual moods. And the only remedy for that was to get his hog good and sloppy. But the problem was finding the right guy to help him bury his bone. As he was hooked around The Dusty Knuckle, he noticed a lot of sexy guys that looked as if they could be a lot of fun. He was still checking them out when he heard the doors behind him open. When he looked back he saw a nicely fat built guy coming in. He kept watching him as he walked across the room, taking off his coat and throwing it in the corner. Blitz hadn?t seen him there before and he was secretly scanning him from top to bottom, taking in everything about him. He liked those big hairy arms and that pot gut belly which he couldn't help thinking of bouncing wildly out of control with every thrust he would give him. The stranger passed him and walked over to the other side of the bar counter to sit down. But before he took his barstool, he shouted out an announcement to all the other men in the bar: "OK, listen up y?all. First fucker to touch my coat gets his sad sorry ass laid out clean, got that fuck that?!? Everyone in the bar just glared at him and went back to what they all were doing. He sat down not too far from Blitz, who was still looking at him. "Oh and he's got a badass attitude too", the big hog mumbled.As Blitz sat there, a big devilish grin came to his face. "He's purdy ?n?perfect", he thought to himself.The stranger called Henry Scruffs, the bartender, over. He told him to bring him his usual drink. Henry grabbed all the stuff he needed for the guy's drink, mixed it all together and handed it over to him. Then he went back to drying his mug while he waited for the next customer to make an order. Blitz wanted to know more about the new guy, so he quickly got the bartender?s attention by knocking on the counter. Henry looked up and saw Blitz signaling to come over.Blitz was one of the regulars at the Dusty Knuckle, so Henry already knew what drink he wanted. He poured out a big glass of Hog Ale and brought it to Blitz."Hey Blitz, you need something else?", he asked in a cheery tone."Yeah. Can you give me the lowdown on that new guy over there?""Well I don't know him all that well. He's only been here two times, counting today this would make it his third time here. The other two times you weren't here", he replied informally.?Why you wanna know??, Henry asked.Blitz just laughed at him with a big toothed grin. ?He?s cute as a sack full of piggies, that?s all. So, is he str8?" "Come on Blitz you know better than that. We don't let no fucking str8 guys in here anymore! When they get a little too uppity we send their stupid asses to the emergency room or better yet the mother-fucking- never-recovery ward. On a bad note, we did get in trouble on that. Island Force sent Scooby over to talk to us", he informed Blitz."Oh...? Chadd! I bet y?all could feel da heat rizen! Did you have to change your rules to accommodate them?", Blitz asked."On the contrary, I didn't have change a fucking thing. Scooby took my side right away.""Really? Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle. Why is that?", Blitz asked in disbelief."Look over there and then look at my ceiling", Henry told him as he pointed the spot out.Blitz turned around to look and shouted out: "Holy Father of Chadd! Is that blood and what the hell happened to your roof?! And on another note, how the hell did I miss that?!""Well the str8 bastard that had filed the complaint got a little to uppity with Scooby, saying things like the str8s should be running things and first thing they'd do is run all the gays out of these worlds.??Did he now? That man musta been lower than a snake?s belly in a wagon rut. Must?ve been nuttier than a squirrel turd talkin to Scooby like that!?, Blitz grinned.?Well, the minute he said those words it was like the air left the bar. Scooby just snapped but his demeanor and the look on his face never changed", Henry continued.Blitz lowered his head and started to turn his beer can around as he quietly muttered to himself: "That guy. Sometimes he just can?t control himself. Then he just goes on like a one legged man in an ass kicking contest."Henry looked at Blitz and asked: "What did you say?""Oh nothing. I was just talking to myself, but please go on", the boar quickly answered."Well, what happened next all happened very fast. One minute Scooby's patting the guy on the shoulder and next thing, the guy's coughing up a lot of blood. Scooby had hit him in the gut so hard and fast we didn't even see it. But it wasn't over yet. Scooby grabbed the guy by the neck, lifted him off the ground and started punching him in the face over and over until his head was dislodged from both his jaws. Scooby then let him go and the guy?s body just fell to my floor. It was clear it was over for him. But not for Scooby. The beardog got canlı bahis on top of him and just started wailing on him. And Blitz? it wasn't pretty. With each hit the guy?s bones could be heard breaking."?He licked ?m good huh. Made him fall outa tha ugly tree an hit every branch on the way down. But how did he put a hole in your ceiling?", Blitz asked.Henry just stared at Blitz, annoyed. "Blitz I'm getting there.""Well, to answer that question, Scooby got off him and made him stand on his feet, dusted him off and asked if he was ok. All we could hear was him gurgling sounds. Scooby just patted the bastrud on the shoulders and said ?Good, good?. He then told the guy to go talk to his dad and in one quick move he uppercut the guy with so much force his head went clean through my ceiling. Then he turned to me with a smile and told me I could run my place whatever way I want. And if any other str8 guys get out the box, we can just beat their asses much worse than that. He handed me this potion and said to use this on them when we're done. Just throw them somewhere. And when they wake up ,they won?t remember a thing.""Hehe, so does that mean everyone here is going to take things up a little further?", Blitz asked, giving Henry a mischievous grin and a wink."Blitz, where the hell are you going by that?", asked Henry feeling confused."Was thinking we could all plow their asses too, ya know. Don?t want them to be as worthless as tits on a boar hog", Blitz said."Seriously Blitz?! We're tough gays, not desperate ones. You know damn well we're not poisoning our dicks like that", said Henry in a pissed off tone."Whoa, whoa Henry. Don?t go gettin? your knickers in a knot. I was just asking a question. No need to blow your top. I?m horny as fuck that?s all", Blitz said while sinking back on his stool.Henry knew the feeling. So he just sighed as he slowly started to cool down. The bartender pointed to the fat guy at the counter and picked up the story again. "Any way, as for him being gay, I'm not entirely sure. The first night he showed up, he just sat down and asked if I could make a drink and make that his usual. We only chatted for a bit. He showed me a picture and said those were his k**s. Actually, he forgot to take it back, so I still have that picture here somewhere."Henry handed Blitz the picture. As Blitz looked at it, he noticed one of the boys real quickly. "Well I'll be tarred and feathered! I know the one in the blue jacket! He works with The Scooby Team. He sho 'nuff has mouth on him. That or he?s talking with his tongue out of his shoe. Every time he opens his mouth, I just want to punch him. I hope daddy isn't too much like that or I might not be able to get hard", Blitz said in a doubting tone.Then he made up his mind and continued: "Henry, you said he showed up another night, right? Can you tell me what happened that night as well?" "Damn Blitz, you really want this guy don't cha?", responded Henry.?Hey, iffen worms had machine guns, da birds wouldn't fuck wit'em. Look at him, he?s hotter than a well digger?s ass. There?s somethin about him that could make a hound dog smile.?"Ok then. On the second night when he showed up, he just ordered his usual and scoped the room out. He saw a guy sitting alone drinking, so he went over, talked to the guy for a bit and after that they both left. But after maybe two or three hours later he came back alone and from the look on his face he was extremely pissed off. He sat down and ordered his drink. As I was going to get someone else their drink all I heard him say was ?the fucker didn't know what he was doing?", Henry informed him."Do you know what happened??, asked Blitz.Henry had turned around, putting the glasses he was drying down to get another one and dry it off. "I'm not sure what happened that night. Maybe he asked the guy to help with something and he didn't know what he was doing", Henry shrugged.Blitz was about to say something when the doors burst open. He looked over his shoulder seeing a big man coming in. He seemed to be heading towards the man they were talking about the past half hour. ?Well wouldn?t you know. Talk of the devil, step on his tail?, Henry said, ?That?s the other man I was just talking about.? The newcomer stood next to the fat man and slammed his fist down on the counter. Henry and Blitz exchanged looks."So you think your some kinda dick pro or something? Maybe if your ass wasn't so wide maybe you would've felt every inch of my dick", the new big guy yelled."Is that your breath that stinks to high heaven? I think you have it wrong. I would've felt something if you knew how to use that dick better. Sadly all I got was a smooth talker with no kinda sense of making a man moan. And do you know what's really funny? If you were as good with your dick skills like you are with your mouth skills, then maybe I wouldn't have had to knock you on your ass. Fuck, my two boys could've done better", replied the man."Why, you fat fucker! I'll teach you not to talk to me bahis siteleri like that!" The new guy was about to hit the man. But what happened next all happened so fast that Blitz and Henry didn't even see how. The new guy was sent flying across the room and crashed into a table where three guys were playing cards. One of the guys got up and grabbed him by his coat. Then he lifted him off the ground, saying he ruined their card game.Blitz and Henry watched as the three men started beating up the new guy. ?Great! A bar fight! Now I?m happy as a piggy with two peckers?, Blitz grinned.Suddenly a bottle flew passed Blitz? head. He stood up, shouting: "Hey ya low life doodle bug fucker, you got a problem throwing things?!?Out of nowhere another bottle was sent flying his way, hitting him in the face and knocking off his trucker hat. He rubbed the side of his face as he growled, looking for where the bottle had come from. But all he saw was everyone fighting. Blitz picked up his hat and put it back on his head. He cracked his knuckles. "Excuse me, Henry. I'll be right back. After I bust up a few skulls!"Just as he was about to get in on the fun, a hand suddenly landed on his shoulder. He turned to see the man he's been thinking of all night; but the guy just pushed him aside saying: "Out of my way, Pork Chop. I was hoping for a fight to break out."Blitz managed to keep himself steady . He lifted his trucker hat, giving the guy a smile, saying. "After you, Bubba."As the brawl in the bar continued, Henry had reached under the counter. He took out a few supplies, like small band aids which he marked ?cost a dollar?, some big band aids which he would sell for five dollars, a few first aid kits which he put under fifty dollars. The last things he took out were some rags drenched in alcohol, some cotton balls and a sign which read ?PATCH UP?. He looked at it unsatisfied, he felt it needed more. When it came to him he snapped his fingers and wrote on the sign: ?PATCH UP WITH A HAPPY ENDING. 400 DOLLARS?. Once the brawl had settled down and all the men were bandaged up, Blitz now had a rag wrapped around his head, a small band aid across his nose and a major black eye. Henry came up to him after servicing the guy further from him and asked. "So Blitz, are you still going to make a move on him?""Hell yeah, I am. I?m still feelin? hotter than blue blazes. Besides, I wanna pay him back for that pork chop line", he replied. "And this black eye as well", he murmured under his breath."OK, so what are you going to do?", asked Henry."Well, for starters you can give him his favorite drink and tell him it's from me. And then sit back and watch me work my mojo on him," Blitz answered."Alright. And I'll also be here, just in case you need me patch you up", Henry said as he started laughing."Yeah, yeah. By the time this is over the only thing you'll be patching up is that guys ass. So can you please bring him his drink?", replied Blitz in an angry tone.Lost in thoughts, the guy was just sitting there thinking if he should see if any of the men could help him calm his horniness, when Henry came over to him, handing him his favorite drink. He looked at Henry with a questionable look on his face, but Henry just smiled and pointed over to Blitz who was sitting waving to them. The guy just nudged his head, signaling the big hog to come over and sit with him. Once Blitz sat next to him Henry decided to give the two men their privacy.?Howdy stranger?, Blitz started the conversation."I gotta say, Pork Chop, you sure can take a punch", the big fellow said."Well, like my dear old pappy use to say you gotta learn how to take a hit. And besides it didn't hurt much. It was more like foolin around, not like you were tannin my hide", Blitz retorted."Watch it, Pork Chop, or I'll give ya a matching shiner", the guy said, getting pissed again. "Anyway what do you want?", he asked.Blitz gave him a big smile and said calmly: "I was just wondering if you wanted some company for the night is all?"He was now taking a better look at Blitz. "That depends on your equipment and how good you are at using it", he answered with renewed interest."Oh, it?s a big hog. I think it can speak for itself", Blitz said as he unzipped his pants. ?I bet it can make you see clear to the promised land?, he said and took out his dick. It was as thick as canned meat with big heavy balls. Uncut funk. The bomb. ?So tell me Bubba, how?d you like my Redneck caviar? Darn, you?re sweatin like a whore in church. Feelin hotter than a piggy?s butt in a pepper patch already??, Blitz asked.The guy held Blitz' dick in his hand. "My my, gotta say Pork Chop, that?s some impressive equipment. But tell me, is it just for show?"But before the big hog could answer, Henry called out telling him that they had an audience. Blitz looked and saw all the other men looking at that dick of his. "So Blitz are you giving these guys a show or are you taking this somewhere else?", asked Henry shouting out.Blitz looked at the bahis şirketleri guy and said: "How about the two of us fixin? to go outside and I answer your question in the back of my truck?" As they were leaving, Blitz said: "Sorry boys but maybe next time I'll show y?all how this trucker does a little ass-whoopin? while searchin for truffles. I just hope you all can keep your britches dry from watching my sloppy hog?"They were still at the parking lot while the fat guy squeezed Blitz? dick through the fabric of his pants. A little saliva dropped from his mouth. At his turn, Blitz squeezed the guy?s buttocks. They felt firm, just as he liked them.?Might as well make acquaintances,? Blitz said, ?You can call me Blitz.??Blitz?!??Yeah, that means ?lightning?. You heard of the word Blitzkrieg? That means ?rapid attack?.?The other one laughed. ?Well, I?m Barrett. And that means ?bear?s strength?.? For one reason that made both of them laugh. Now they were alone there was no trace anymore of their former hostility.In the back of the truck they immediately started making out. They both had thick mouth-filling tongues and a lot of saliva and they undressed quickly while kissing. Blitz said: ?Reckon we?d move over to the mattress in the corner and make it snug as a bug in a rug.?Blitz took the lead. ?Now open that yapper, Bubba, and have a taste of my hog. Make it big and fat and juicy.? And without further ado he lay his dick in Barrett?s mouth who eagerly started sucking. Barrett wanted to hold that dick, feel it in his hands, let his tongue run all over it, let the top pop out of his mouth and all the way in again, feel the weight of the big balls in his hand. And the more he did, the more he got lost in the moment. The taste, the smell, the deed, it was all intoxicating. ?Dang, Barrett, I see you got a real hankerin? fo my dick. You?re hotter than a whore on dollar night?, Blitz said as he started to slowly facefuck the man on his knees in front of him, holding the back of his head to dictate the rhythm. Barrett started gagging as Blitz? dick got bigger and went deeper inside. Tears were rolling over his cheek and Blitz pulled him up. He gently licked up the big man?s tears and told him to turn around. Barrett had a hairy back and a hairy ass with a big ass crack. ?Just like Aladdin?s fuckin cave?, Blitz thought and he slapped the butt in front of him hard. The sight of the reddened butt gave him an idea and he told Barrett to lay down again. ?I wanna sit on your face while you suck me off, holding the back of your head to push the hog deep inside?, he said. The musky smell of the boar in heat had Barrett under control and he did as he was told. Blitz continued like that for a while, than he retreated and pulled Barrett closer again. ?Come here and give me some sugar?, he said while he kissed him again. He told the fat man he should lay on his back, keeping his legs on Blitz? shoulders. ?If I had my druthers, I?d fuck you till morning comes?, he said. ?So, I?m gonna mash that red button and fuck you like a tornado in a trailer park.?Blitz spit in his hand and rubbed his dick. Barrett?s ass looked gorgeous and inviting. The hog searched for the middle and pushed his dick a little inside. He retreated and came back, each time going in a little further, breaking the resistance. He was playing with Barrett?s dick to distract his mind and soon he got his dick all the way in. Blitz started huffing and fucked him faster. The hog groaned while he thrusted as much as he could of that giant cock inside. Barrett screamed. Blitz? dick had become thicker still, squeezing itself deep into the man?s stomach. The way Blitz shoved it inside made Barrett panting for breath. But the look on his face told Blitz not to stop. It was a blissful look. The sight of the bog boar fucking him, his belly jiggling, the feel of the big cock hitting his prostate hard time after time, made Barrett come. He sprayed his cum all over his belly, on his own face and in his hair. Blitz grinned and said: ?I see you?re as happy as a piggy in the sunshine.??You ready for a rodeo cowboy? Gotta show me all you can do. I wanna feel your weight upon me?, he suggested. He collected as much of Barrett?s saliva as he could. He ate part of it and smeared the rest on the big man?s hole.?Reckon there?s no use in wasting good cum,? he said, ?Sho 'Nuff, it?ll make perfect lube to drill your hole once more.?So Blitz laid on his back and Barrett sat down on the majestic fat dick sticking up as a light pole. He was riding the hog back and forth, left and right and slowly in and out.?That?s it, Bubba. Now slap my pappy?, he yelled and Barrett slapped his belly. Blitz felt how the cum in his body was looking for a way out, sending heat waves all through his body.He still managed to say: ?Dang Bubba, you fuck me slappin' good? and then he shot load after load of hot cum high up in Barrett riding him.They both rested on their back, one next to the other. It was kinda funny to see them laying like that, holding hands.Blitz was the first one breaking the silence. ?Barrett,? he said, ?you got me grinning like a piggy eating a sweet tater.? He waited a few seconds and added: ?Now let?s go honky tonkin' 'round this town.?